Boy Next Door

I've been using the pink boy next door tag for quite some time now but I haven't really read a definition of the phrase boy next door. So I did a little research and found these very interesting definitions.

From MSN Encarta

Ordinary man or boy: a type of man or boy who is unaffected, approachable, and perceived as similar to yourself

From Wikipedia.com

The boy next door is an archetype of storytelling. He is often invoked in Western contexts to indicate wholesome, unassuming, or "average" masculinity. He is a young man with a sweet, shy demeanor who is just discovering his physical and spiritual strengths. The boy next door maintains his innocent wonder due to his charm, sincerity and preservation of virginity. He is never arrogant and mostly reserved.

From Wikitionary.org

A regular, typical boy, as opposed to a superstar.

From UrbanDictionary.com

A teenage male, very wholesome and unassuming, and maintains an innocence about him. Very sincere, sometimes shy, sometimes confiedent and rarely arrogant. A sweet boy, someone who girls are proud to bring home to their parents because of his charm, demeanor and sincerity. Very innocent when it comes to romance, almost always a virgin.

But these are my favorite definitions, still from UrbanDictionary.com

A shy boy. Often loved by all females in the neighborhood secretely. Basically, a shy man-whore.

A shy, very nice guy. Usually blonde and/or blue-eyed. Can be portrayed as innocent but is secretly deceiving.

I suddenly remembered this pretty boy from this

McDo advertisement.

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Elsewhere
Up to 80% sale at Powerbooks
And according to Toxic Disco Boy (via his FB), Topshop/Topman is having a sale too.

Too bad I'm broke. My monthly allowance now is only 1/3 of what I used to receive.

Poll
I was a having a conversation with a friend and we happened to talk about kissing. He said that a really good kiss can make him cum. Interesting. Now, I wonder, are good kissers born or made? There's a poll in the sidebar. Tell me what you think. *smirk*

Turn ons

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I'm quite reserved when it comes to sex and sex talk. I don't know much about it and I definitely haven't experimented much. But as of late, I feel the need to learn more about it so I would deliver better next time. *smirk*

I was chatting with this new friend when he popped the question, "what turns you on?" Lemme share my response to his question.

Smut. I love smut. My first taste of smut was from those sleazy tabloids like Abante (Xerex) and Toro. We have a jeepney driver neighbor who always buys such tabloids. After reading it, he leaves the paper in a nipa hut which was a common place where we neighbors hang out. I would secretly get the paper, read in it the comfort room and jack off. Hahaha. Between video porn, image porn and smut, I'll always settle for smut.

Dirty talk. Come on. Men are meant to be dirty. And dirty talk is music to my ears. ;)

Men in uniform. Police and military men especially. The mere presence of these men wakes every part of my body...particularly that part. Haha. Problem with these species, however, is that there are few who has face value. I don't put much value on their looks but a decent face is still important. But 90% of the time, I'm just ogling at their body. Those big arms, broad shoulders, and their it-can't-get-any-bulgier-than-this crotches.

Straight porn. I like gay porn but straight porn makes my horny hormones hit the roof. Don't get me wrong though. I only like straight men in porn and not in real life. Hehe.

Facial hair. I don't want a pretty boy. I don't want my man polished. I want him rugged. And facial hair makes one man rugged and hot.

Makeup sex, anger sex, and partially inebriated sex. There's just so much lust and passion in makeup sex and anger sex. My testosterone level hits sky high during make up sex or anger sex. On the other hand, I like having sex when I'm partially inebriated because I feel super. I feel like I can do anything. Anything. *smirk*

Ikaw, what turns you on?

Hush hush

I wanted to tell you all my secrets...until you became one of them.

I wonder why some people just really suck in keeping secrets.

I consider myself pretty good in keeping secrets. Out of 10 secrets I have, only one will be revealed. And the most probable reason why it would come out in the open is because that one moron who I shared the secret with can't keep his mouth shut like the way he can't keep his hands on his pockets...or his penis in his pants.

Or maybe it's my fault. You see, I like sharing my secrets to at least one soul. But that's another story.

Most people see me as a boy who wouldn't break the rules. Not even bend them. Most of my friends think that I have nothing but good intentions and that I am made up of love, care, trust, hope, and all other four cute little words that you find in Hallmark cards. My charm works on both boys and girls. How can one one not fall for one sweet and innocent looking guy, right? But truth is I have a lot of skeletons in my closet just like everyone else.

I have committed many things that you wouldn't imagine I can do. These things I have done would make you rethink if I'm really the guy you know. Before you get too paranoid lemme just say that I haven't killed anyone (yet). That's too extreme. The things I'm talking about here are stuffs that you have heard or you may even know someone who have done it. But given my reputation and image, you really wouldn't imagine that I have done it.

Just recently, I learned that one of my secrets in no longer a secret. Apparently, the stupid bastard who was supposed to keep the secret as hard as I was trying to keep it couldn't help but share it to another soul.I don't blame him though for having the urge to share it and acting on that urge. I'm just fucking annoyed that he doesn't know how to choose the people he will a share a secret with. Especially that secret. Our reputations are now both at stake. Dimwit.