Blow job on my birthday

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October 12 2009

The slurry sound when I perform blow job reminds me of the xxx last night.
It may not sound beautiful to others, but it is the sound inescapable during blow job. You will know if you've experienced it.

On my birthday, I blow him hard since morning itself. Casting a gel for FYP and blowing him simultaneously? Tough. Hopefully no liquids contaminate my piece of gel when he comes. Whenever I have chance, I would escape to the uni washroom and blow him away. He oozes so much and rapidly that I quickly run out of tissue supply after few rounds. He resorted me washing off his left over with dirty tap water.

After FYP we've decided to stay in the house till dinner. No doubt he is 'horny' as ever. Imagine his mum sitting 3 feet away, I blow him hard to satisfy his need. The sound made during blow job is so embarrassing but I have no choice if I want to stop him coming. I kept blowing non-stop. His mum doesn't seem to care so we continued from 5 to 7p.m. Very daring, isn't it?

For the rest of the day, he keeps coming and only blow job can I counteract the embarrassing situation. I cannot catch my breath in every blow job I perform. Blow job can be suffering. Yet he comes endlessly without a hint of stopping.

When I am blowing while frying fried rice (imagine how I do it), a few drops of his liquid drip into the wok. OMG!!! *Quickly fry fry to cover* I don't think his mum realizes what she's eating XD.

While I am doing blow job and Facebook-ing at the same time (use your imagination), again he comes and few drops wet his lappie keyboard. OMG!!! *Quickly wipe it away with hands* Now the lappie doesn't look wet anymore ^^.

Occasionally he oozes so much that I could not stop everything. Few drops actually drip into my mouth and naturally I lick. YUCK!!! Salty! Jino you need to drink more water.

Few drops also mixed into Garlic Marinated Grilled Lamb Chop we have for dinner. OMG!!! *Quickly mix the sauce* Darling open your mouth... *Arr*

I think because he comes too much in one day, it is not as slimy and viscous as before when he comes. Now he comes like a tap water flowing and is much harder to blow and handle. I don't drink it. But tissues are limited.

Watching Surrogates in the dark cinema is the toughest moment. I try to blow him softly to avoid attention but that fails to satisfy him. He never stop if I blow soft so I change into a quicker pace. In the end I become the highlight of the movie where everyone glare at me in cursing look.

Why do I have to do blow job on my birthday? Can you stop 'horny' for once?

Damn my running nose. I believe I blow my nose too hard now I suffer some cough, sneezing, fever, headache, sore throat and flu the next day. Damn I am sick.

p/s: Blow here means blow my nose. Don't be dirty.

I am Bo on my birthday

 

 

 

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

The cry of birth

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Do you remember the first day you came into this world? It's a happy event for every parents in the world to cherish the great moment. Giving birth can be the most lovely experience to you and your partner. Of 'coz it's a disaster if you are an accident.

While you were first created from the race to the egg, you probably started blaming the ones who brought you to this uncertain world. In the 9 months entrapment in her stomach, you were kicking hard, begging for release.

When the time was right, you finally came into the world where light reached you for first. Instead of happy being freed, you greeted the crowd in the vicinity - operation room, house, taxi, street, or even toilet bowl; with nothing but to cry out a storm. Your mum who sustained unbearable pain had not cried as loud as you. Your father who had to pay substantial medical fees had not shed any tear. The doctors who had to dig you out from the womb had not complain the long hours of sweat. But. This is the cry everyone was waiting to witness.

A cry of birth.

You came here with nothing but soaked in blood. It doesn't matter to them. You cry the whole day and it doesn't matter. The heavenly smile you smile is the reason everything doesn't matter.

As we grow, we hold grudges. Many wishes and demands are not fulfilled. The toys, snacks, visit, games, tv and play time are not attended. Hate them.

Ever since I was a boy, I was trained to obey rules. And to study hard. I live in a family who does not allow 80% below in exam. Yet my survival is the 'proof' of my effort in academic (I changed after Form 4) but I am never academically interested. My mum did not help explore my talents. How I wish I can play a piano or violin. How I wish I can swim like a fish. I wish I can dance like David Copperfield. Sounds so salah. Oops. The pressure to excel academically weighted on me. What stuff can I do other than studying? But I do not blame her. Little did I know when I was young, that the 'dirty job' was meant to build me a road everyone walks, to a brighter future of opportunity. To a level of acceptance. Thank you for kicking my ass, now I appreciate the knowledge I gained.

In the manner of humanity I was trained to respect disregard the age. Foul words are prohibited in my family. I remembered the Friday in 1998, Michelle's mum complained my sexist attitude in class. Boom! My mum exploded and whipped me with a rubber hose over something I was trained not to do. I held my body in pain as she babbled. In my heart I cursed Michelle's mum for making me miss Flashman and Maskman on RTM1. It's 2009 already. Let the past be past. Now I appreciate my mum in educating me the importance of manners and respect. After all, respect and self-sacrifice are the elements that give my name 敬贤.

 

All boys grow hair at places and time differently. Compared to others, my mum was late to loosen her grip, holding my quasi-freedom to the late stage of maturation. "Ish! Why do you have to follow me to my friend's house?" "Why can't I do this, go there, buy this etc etc." Sounds similar? You may hate them on first thought. Over time as we grow, their good intention builds the character of who we are. Again I thank my parents for that.

To celebrate the date of birth is not to celebrate your birthday. Rather, it is a date to remind us, of how much our parents had contributed and the sacrifices they made for us. And more importantly their unconditioned love for the cry of birth. All they had done is none other for you. On how are we going to repay them for these, is what we should do on our birthday. Instead of doing birthday wish, you should work hard on fulfilling your parents' wishes.

I am sorry mum I am not able to marry and have children that you wish to see. But rest assured. I will live a happy life without those. I am a grown-up. I am no longer the little boy you can force through the way you want. Allow me to choose my path from here on, ok?

Many thanks to you mum and dad. Happy 22nd Birthday to Jino 林 Jinq 贤 ~

 

 

[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

T'was a Genting Trip

Alright let's be clear. I may not go into hiatus mode as expected. After all, I have my Final Year Project at hands. I need internet access for more info and resources. May I term this partially hiatus

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That aside. After a long 20 days of exams, I desperately need to de-stress. Not just me. Every UTAR students should de-stress. DE-STRESS!!! I am finally freed from the curse! The curse which forced GG mode on me for 20 days. Curse you!

Half of us from Biochem Year 3 Sem 1 Group 1 (Piew, SK, Seng Seng, Jia Hui, Bee Ling, Shiau Li, Xiao Wei, Siau Chien, Carol and me) along with Joelyn of Biotech Year 3 Sem 1 as SK's lover and Edwin Koh of Biotech Year 2 Sem 1 as my lover rendezvoused ourselves for shout-out, drinks, walks and sight seeing at the peak of Genting - dated 01 October 2009.

No one bothers bout details. You can check out my Facebook photos and notes if you are interested.

Come back. I made a little promise to myself back in my last visit (on my birthday in Genting last year), that if I ever return to this place again, I will bring him to the Theme Park Hotel garden while facing the vast scenery down the slopes and yell 'I LOVE YOU!'. I did it, though it was just in the balcony of Theme Park Hotel with the same view. Damn the drizzle.

01 October, 2333 hours. Translation: Hao Hao I LOVE YOU!

The trip was a pleasant one. There is nothing better than to hang out with friends and with my beloved. Chilling breeze and thrilling rides. Laughter and smiles in chattering teeth. To celebrate Jia Hui's birthday in surprise. Sounds so perfect. But no one will come across the damages my car suffered from sloping up and down the hill. And also the damages done to my voice box and my heart after all the screaming in theme park. Don't mention the RM 252 leaked out from the wallet within 2 days.

Back in KL, my body does not behave. I feel disordered, be it sleeping, thinking, seeing or breathing. The exam notes forcefully stored in my brain are not deleted. My study table (also my computer table and eating table) is yet to be cleared. Worst, FYP starts right away. Insufficient time to de-stress slips WTF out my tongue!
Regardless, I really enjoyed myself up there. Thanks everyone for the trip.


[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

A forced hiatus

Streamyx's terminated last June. My another 'hurry' and promptly made decision, out of my anger without second thought. The only reason to bother about Streamyx is the RM 110 debt to be cleared (which I don't think I will pay).

Now that the line's terminated, I survive on Edwin's Streamyx. He's a good boy (puji first). Since he doesn't use the line in KL while he studies in Kampar, I muka tebally grabbed the line and used it as I wish. The bill is sent to his dad, not me. Again I muka tebally do not pay a cent for using his Streamyx. Not that I care though.

Problem always occur when he's back to KL. I have to return him the line 'coz he needs to online and play Restaurant City and Country Story. Without internet, I am a dead bored zombie. I am useless without internet. I am no one without internet. To be honest, I feel happier when he goes back Kampar 'coz by then I can connect to Facebook again (already puji, don't angry please >.<). Although I feel berat hati to let him go, I can't help to have that thought once awhile ^^. The problem do not arise until yesterday.

As of yesterday he came back for semester break. For 3 months straight he is staying here probably do nothing but to online whole day. As the title suggest, I lost the ability to online for free, thus a forced hiatus to everything including Facebook, blog, FYP research, hotmail, Bleach and Conan manga. I have basically lost my entire self. Now is your only chance to surpass me in Restaurant City, don't you think so? Yap Choon Khen XD. Miss the chance and you'll never have another.

Hopefully I can replace my Streamyx with more reliable service. My previous service was Streamyx 512kb at RM 66. I ain't paying more than that just for internet. I ain't paying services that bind me with their contracts as I might need to move house and in case the line's fixed. P1 first came to my thought. But I heard that RM 40 package is darn turtle slow. Optical Communication for my apartment cost RM 200 installation fees and contract of 2 years. I was thinking of DiGi broadband, as I received some compliments from its users. How true can they be, I still need to find out. Any suggestion, anyone?

But now I really regret terminating my 3+ years Streamyx without considering the consequences. Streamyx did not step on my tail. Although Streamyx is not a big hoo haa, I have no problem accessing all pages I wanted to. Yet I terminated it and all blames go to my mum. Therefore from now on I have to retreat from the internet world. Maybe I could use this time to purify my soul from the virtual addiction. Till I find a suitable internet provider service that can fulfill my expectation in terms of cost and speed, goodbye everyone. Hopefully it will not take long. I swear this hiatus is a boring and lonely one.

Whoever wants to contact me please do so via handphone (I totally doubt anyone will pay attention to what I write). Anyway just in case, dial my 016-6xxxxx3 if you need anything.

I humbly return the line to you, the real owner of Streamyx that I am currently using.

Till then, no more late ghost for me.




[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot

Stop crying

Dear, stop your cry.

If you think that it's a loss Mr. A and Mr. R can't rekindle even though they're loving each other, stop it. You should understand. It's a courtesy that Mr. A does not disturb Mr. R's new relationship. And you should be glad he does not do that. If he ever does that, I will not forgive him for hurting Mr. R, repeatedly.

I believe that when Mr. A told you his part of story, which I have no idea how much he modified, he was updating you his current status. Not to ask you to do little tricks to spoil other's relationship. He is the strong type who will not ask for sympathy. Nor is he a weakling who would tell his friends to take care of his problem for him. Unless I judge him wrongly.

Mr. R had given all the rights and opportunities to rekindle. Mr. A rejected his offer and instead chose to hurt Mr. R. If Mr. A is really loving Mr. R, don't you think he should change his attitude and lower down his ego for the sake of the love he proud of? Mr. R had given all the chances and took all problems to seek his consent but with disappointment Mr. R found a flash love in a bar. After the problems he caused, he is now regretting and told you the story so that you will be sad? Why is he leaving you a shred of sympathy but couldn't lower his ego when facing Mr. R?

I cannot believe the drama king Mr. A. The impression he gave was a complicated and selfish guy. And he still is. I cannot believe it.

After everything he had done, he still cannot find the initiative to have a solution talk with Mr. R but resorting to ons. If he has this thought to begin with, that further proves that he is a complicated, self-centered and full-of-lies type of guy.

Worst of all, everyone around him who cares tried to help him out. Yet Mr. A is not taking any initiative to explain himself, which I find it ridiculous. If he really cares, he should have it done by himself instead dirtying other's hand. If he is waiting for another opportunities from Mr. R, then we as by standers have no rights to interfere in their matters. No matter how much Mr. A means to you, as outsiders of the relationship, we should keep quiet and not directly deal with this matter. Especially in the period Mr. R has a new lover and is seeking stability.

You have no responsible over their affairs, don't you agree? If there's one to hold account for this, all responsibility falls back on Mr. A, not you who has no direct control. Why do you cry over something you have no control? Should I label you kind or penyibuk?

You were once in Mr. A's shoes. Have you forgotten the feel of destroying other's love? I have not forget mine. It's deeply instilled in my heart, as a lesson not to be repeated. I don't want you to have any influence in their problem and make them feel the same way I felt. Do you get it?

Even if you succeed to rekindle Mr. A and Mr. R, what are you going to do with Mr. E? Don't you think the best way is to let nature takes its course? As bio students we believe natural herbs are better than synthetically produced pills. Why can't you understand this and get over your feeling in helping Mr. A ? If you are really helping Mr. A, advise him to talk to Mr. R directly. Let Mr. R decide and don't involve any party from outside. I don't want you to get involved in this matter. Not you to dirty your hands and be the bad guy. Given me, I will prescribe them time. Till Mr. R has not reached stability, I will not slip any stories to Mr. R. Because I believe Mr. R who is trying hard to live a new life, should be left alone. If I afraid Mr. A will lose the last chance to rekindle, I will simply ask him to act alone and not by dragging outsiders.

It's not something I should put in my heart, but no matter how much I said, you will not listen to me. Even if your friends' points are the same as mine, you'd probably absorb theirs, not mine. My words are cliche. My words are not influential. I know it very much. You asked me to talk to your ex to know you better. I cannot believe you actually say that. Probably you are right. I am slow to understand you who were with me for almost 2 years; than your ex who was with you for few months. I do not understand you - you mentioned it 6 times in a month. Do you think I didn't count? I am not romantic. I am a simpleton.

But do not lose your mind to emotions. You may think I am heartless for thinking this way. But I am telling you in the sense of reality. Relationships don't always work the way they do on tv. I am being myself. I am asking you to think realistically. Reality is always cruel. And from my understanding you seem to not want absorb anything you don't wish to hear.

I hate gay circle. Full of complicated, selfish drama kings and queens. That is why I am withdrawing ever since we hold hands, as a form of security for our love.

I thought today's a great day. My ex-gf finally talked to me, and my 2nd ex-bf Mr. X marked 19 Sept as his anniversary. But I can't hold back my tears, seeing you being ignorant of my advise as you choose to drown everyone into the pool. If you think you have the time to think of their problems, why didn't you think of me?

Do as you wish. I am not stopping you. Maybe you are right. If you don't do something, you will regret not doing anything. But for me, you are not the right guy to do the job. It should be Mr. A, not you.

I will not forgive him for making my dear cried in my absence. I hate this fake guy who you care so much.

If you choose to cry, I will have no choice but to stop yours with mine.




[Jino] - A man's not a man unless he knows how to shoot