Saturday, May 30, 2015

I'm Still Alive...

Hello guys, I'm sorry for being absent for two weeks or so. A friend and I had a wonderful holiday in Iceland and I'll upload some photos soon! Until then, have a nice weekend everyone!

Thursday, May 14, 2015


Hmm, actually, this is kinda true, at least for me. Anyway, hope you all enjoy my latest collection of aww-worthy images carefully hand-picked by me for you =]

Friday, May 08, 2015

Britain Has Spoken...

I'm normally not the political type but yesterday I cast my first UK vote to the Labour party in my constituency. And despite the Conservatives won the majority nationally with 331 out of 650 seats, I was glad that my local Labor MP held his constituency with 28,654 (67.3%) votes ahead of Conservative candidate on 5,090 (12%).

Anyway, the British public has spoken, I wish David Cameron the best of luck for the next 5 years and I hope he'll keep his pledge to lead a government for 'one nation' and make 'Great Britain greater'!

Wednesday, May 06, 2015


There's no doubt that Sia's Chandelier is one of the most ubiquitous music videos of the year, all thanks to Maddie Ziegler, its wig-bearing, nude-leotard-wearing dancer. And guess what?! Saturday Night Live host Jim Carrey and cast member Kate McKinnon had exactly that thing on their mind, as they both showed up to a costume contest with the moves to match on a recent episode. Prepare to laugh your ass off :D

Saturday, May 02, 2015

Ginger Daddy...

Some mornings are dreary, and some are awfully pretty.

Today, I woke up to a stunning view. The curtains over the big windows blocked out most of the night, but since my Daddy needed to see what was out there, he had pulled the curtains back enough to let in some brilliant sun. And there he was, standing there, all curves and beef, lit up and looking gorgeous.

He must have been cold because he had put on a shirt that covered him to his thighs. Those massive thighs I'm used to feeling against my chin. The calves I'm used to feeling in my hands. And the rest of him that usually lies next to me. I reached over to his side of the bed, felt it cold, and wondered what he'd been doing all his time.

He leaned forward to see more, and the shirt lifted up a bit, showing that spot where his ass cheeks met his thighs. I couldn't help myself. I grunted when I saw it, and he turned around.

"Shit. I woke you." His voice still surprises me. It's not the bass rumble you imagine when you see a beefy Daddy walking towards you, but it never sounds anything but comfortable and solid.

"It's alright," I say, "I like it when you wake me up with views like this." His face breaks into a smile.

"Ohhh, you mean THIS?" He turns, looking at me over his shoulder, reaching back with his hands to pull the shirt a little bit higher. I see those thick globes appear, blond fuzz visible in the morning light. Fuzz all the way up the curve to the tuft of hair in the small of his back. I can't help it. My cock stirs, and Daddy watches it lift the bed sheet.

"It's so easy to get you started." He crosses over with a growl, reaches down to grip my thickness in his meaty hand, and starts to squeeze it. I whimper and grunt and groan. "And so easy to manhandle too."

He strokes my cock through the bed sheets, looking me in the eye, biting his lip as my eyes roll around and my mouth hangs open. I can feel my balls churning, feel my cockhead starts to leak. "Damn, Daddy," I groan, "You are getting me going."

"That's how I like it," he growls back at me. He reaches with his free hand, lifts his shirt tail up, leans forward, letting me see the full curve of his buns. I reach out with my hand and grab a handful. "That's right, boy. Get your fill."

I do. I palm his butt cheek. It's bigger than my hand, much bigger, but when I squeeze, it squeezes back. I give it a pat, watch it shake just the slightest before the muscle in it holds it still. I run my hands through the fuzz, stretching out for the crack, wanting to feel hairs in between his buns. Daddy moans a bit as I manhandle his ass, his fists tightens more, my dick pulsing in his hand.

I reach the crack, and Daddy moves a little closer, turns his body enough that I can reach a finger into crack, dig around for hole. I feel wetness and my eyes find Daddy's eyes. They look back at me, pretty blues in a ruddy face, surrounded by soft gingery fur.

"I still got some of you in me, Boy." My dick throbs ever hard. I groan loudly. Daddy pulls his hand off and leans down to smelt precum on the bed sheet and says:

"But I always want more."

Guilty Pleasure...

I always enjoy Davey Wavey's interviews. Hitting us with humour to make a serious point, and holding a mirror up to the gay community. And Steve Grand's little hairy forest around his nipples is everything!

To find out more of Steve and his music CLICK HERE. His debut album All-American Boy is out now and my favourite tracks are Better Off, All-American Boy and Red, White and Blue.

Take Me Captain...

Here's a belated post about Avengers: Age of Ultron, which I went to see a few days ago. Oh boy, it's pretty damn gooooood! And honestly, how tight can Captain America's (played by Chris Evans, who by the way is also my damn gorgeous husband) shirt get?!

Anyway, I do agree with some critics (which is overly positive) that it doesn't have the charm of the first one, because the first one is really the first of its kind, but it's still fun. Lots of humour, action, and Ultron is kinda a cool villain. Overall, the story is 'darker' and more personal.


Friday, May 01, 2015