Oh look, no hands!

"Budd, stop doing that, you are turning me on big time!"

Meet me in my room tonight you sexy thing


Almost the entire world is captivated with the 2012 Olympics in London at the moment and I have lost hours of sleep over it as well. I suspect that the irony is that these sports event do nothing to increase our participation in sports. At least not until AFTER the event.

Not gonna bore you with the sporting results or my opinions about any sports or sports person. Instead I hope to share some juicy bits I managed to gather from the Internet about this London Olympics.

Perhaps these pictures are the real reason why we wanna watch these sport events in the first place? Just kidding.

Suffice to speculate that the porn industry will take a back seat for the moment and we can expect Tenga sales to dip significantly during this period. I expect to see some real discounts for these sex toys.

The only exception is if you find it thrilling to masturbate while watching the more erotic sporting events like diving, wrestling, and so on… or indulge in the sexy sporty boyish looks of some really hot men (or women), and if that’s your cup of tea, by all means, have a blast with your Tenga masturbators!

That said I am gonna post some of the gorgeous pictures at my other blog at tumblr (http://sexytenga.tumblr.com) and on FaceBook (http://www.facebook.com/sexytenga). Wink!


Other noteworthy mentions related to the 2012 Olympics:


This will be my 24th visit to Singapore. And as per my previous attempts to lay low, I got stalked. Many times!

Before you think I am a slut, remember that it wasnt my deliberate intention to seek out a fun buddy. Things just happened.

He was on a visit trip to spend time with his brother who is working for an offshore bank in Singapore. He was generally evasive to some of the questions I asked and I did not press on.

He has got a nice tanned skin, deep-set eyes, and probably the most luscious eye lashes that would make anyone envious. And like most Asians, he is relatively short and petite. But very accommodating.

When I first chatted him up, he was aloof but I thought that perhaps his command of English is not as good, or maybe he wasnt too confident, but I later learned that I was the second guy that he had sex with so naturally he was more guarded. I believe him cos it took me a long time to get it inside him, and it was awkward and clumsy. I would have believe he was a virgin if he said he were.

Fortunately (for me, and perhaps for him as well), once the party started it lasts and lasts, and lasts.

I love his agility and willingness to try everything. There was nothing he wouldn’t try. And his stature meant I can handle him quite expertly. The best part, he was hard and remained hard when I penetrated him, and he would gasp and bite his lips whenever things got rough (not a whimper). When he was ecstatic, he would toss his head back, and made weak attempts to suppress his moans and panting. Major turn-on!

I also like the way he took charge without being too aggressive: he would initiate a change in position when I was near to ejaculation, and I welcome the interruption with no protest.

Yet in whichever new position we are f**king, he would take that extra care to slide into my erected dick in with intense deliberation, to maximise my and his pleasure.

He would arch his pelvis to ensure a complete penetration, and move in a manner and speed that edged me close to orgasm within seconds. While he was enjoying himself, he would check to see that I was enjoying myself as well. There was so much eye contact.

So imagine all that attention to details, almost virgin-tight hole, and an acrobatic stuntman sitting on your spent dick. The best combination any top would love.

Am so glad I did not pass him up despite the initial unpleasantness. Maybe they are right, you really shouldnt judge a book by its cover. This guy is deep! Wink!