WOUNDED

if i am to make list of things one should remember while on earth, this one would probably make it: never make a decision hen you're hungry, angry or horny. no matter how you try to make it work it's just going to end bad or at the very least acceptable. it's never something that'll wow you.

in all three cases, your body pops up a trump card that just overpowers everything else at that moment. which is quite understandable, since your brain is going "hey, you know what, i really dont care about the other problems, ive got something here that ive been dealing with since these guys lived in caves, so i think ill take care of that first." and when that happens, you can bet that you'll choose coke zero over coke light.

it's 11pm and im horny, but i was also tired. and so mind dilly-dallies and think about getting a massage.hmmmmm..maybe i should just get a massage with benefits. After all ive been postponing going to a HIGHLY RECOMMENDED certain massage place, but i was deathly curious about it. but it's quite late which isnt a good thing when getting a massage or ordering food. but hell i was horny, so i made the wise move of getting the massage. this is where the spam gets a bit airborne.

i call up the place and ask if it's still ok to go there. it takes a longish wait before he can get back on the phone, but eventually they say yes. i ask for a certain masseur. again it takes a longish time before they tell me, he's unavailable DAW.
but since i was horny, hell let's just go through with it.

i take a cab and gave the wrong directions. now this should have been a major clue not to get through with it. but of course, hormones trump logic.

i get to the place and guess who was welcomed me at the door--the masseur i was asking for! akala ko ba unavailable?! in fairness the guy was cute. Since i was already there, and they were quite accomodating, (plus the place looked great, a far cru from the usual massage parlor--there was effort to approximate a spa) i decided to go on with it. andun na e!

i was made to choose from an "aquarium" and there were only three guys (bad thing!) now, usually i go for the second best looking ones, because the chances that they'd perform great is higher than the ones who simply rely on their looks. but with a literal dearth of choices i go for the best looking.

the massage begins and hey not bad! the massage was good enough. masseur starts to make small talk and i find out he's only 19 (but he looked older) and my mind goes: and exactly what can we talk about?. going back to the massage, it was acceptable and im sure there are some who would think it was more than enough.

and so after the massage, we reach the inevitable: extra service and haggling. .......a bit pricey and he doesnt fuck (or so he says) but he promises a mean service. o sya sige na, umabot na ko dun eh....

i was expecting a bit below par service...after all, i was a last call client which means the masseurs have ejaculated twice at the very least, and that everybody's just dying to finish and go home.

...but no, the kid DID give a helluva service! he was rough, aggressive and a take-charge guy. exactly what i wanted. but as this was going on, i realize that he was having trouble getting an erection (probably spent from other clients) i try to help him but i knew it was abit futile. besides i was already happy with the roughness. my take is that he does fuck but since he was already drained he couldnt sustain it to fuck me.

overall the place is good and the massage is ok, maybe it wasjust bad timing on my part but im more than willing to give it another try. hopefully when im in the proper frame of mind to make the right decisions

**image from www.massage33.com via google images