<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170</id><updated>2012-01-11T13:34:28.216+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Sausages and Buns</title><subtitle type='html'>If you love sausages and buns, you will love the stories and pictures I post on this blog. Sausages and buns wrapped in totally hot undies and speedos make my day =)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-8735216895966245570</id><published>2007-12-06T23:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:17.942+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Moaning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/R1fvy_itdCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/k067l_R3oUM/s1600-h/moaning_IP_news.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140841158996227106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/R1fvy_itdCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/k067l_R3oUM/s320/moaning_IP_news.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people moan? From what i know, when humans experience a certain pleasure, they moan. For me, i moan when a guy licks my nipples or when a guy fucks me and i really feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Moaning should be a thing which comes naturally and i actually witnessed someone faking it when i saw a guy giving him a blowjob. Well i was at this underwear party and i saw someone giving this fat ugly asian guy a blowjob. So i just stood there and watched them. The asian guy was funny. He was moaning and then halfway, he stopped and looked at me with those, "hey someones blowing me arent u jealous" eyes and continued going back to his half closed eyes look and continued moaning. I was disgusted. I wonder have i ever pretended to moan when im not even enjoying myself with the other guy? I cant remember but to be honest, a guys moan does turn me on alot. It shows that he really likes what im doing and he wants it more etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been having too much sex lately i reckon. Last Wednesday i had sex with a really hot guy who looks like Wentworth Miller from Prison Break. On Tuesday i had hot sex too. and then today, i had hot sex too. I mean the guys i met were pretty hot/cute to be honest. And i dont know why the guys ive been having sex with are getting younger. I used to prefer sex with older men (30s) but then now ive been shifting to having sex with guys in their 20s. Which is really weird i feel. I must abstain from having too much sex really. But sometimes i just cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think sex is over-rated? I think it is but gay guys just cant stop having sex can they? sex is EVERYWHERE. you go to the gym you cant stop looking/guys cant stop looking at you. you go to the clubs, you see lotsa hunks and twinks and you start feeling horny again. And then maybe when the pizza man comes by and hes a hottie, you realise you start fantasizing again. and once you on your computer, some hot guy might just tempt you to have sex with him again.&lt;br /&gt;When will we ever stop having sex? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-8735216895966245570?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/8735216895966245570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=8735216895966245570' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8735216895966245570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8735216895966245570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/12/moaning.html' title='Moaning...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/R1fvy_itdCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/k067l_R3oUM/s72-c/moaning_IP_news.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-952993774658798553</id><published>2007-11-27T23:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:18.137+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bend me Beckham</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/R0wL7rRBBsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ArSgSuUenks/s1600-h/svBECKHAM_narrowweb__300x410,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137494394777175746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/R0wL7rRBBsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ArSgSuUenks/s320/svBECKHAM_narrowweb__300x410,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Beckham is in Australia right now. As i was watching his interview on television, i was having an argument with a friend on MSN at the same time. He thinks that Becks is a moron and hes not as good looking as matt damon or brad pitt and hes common and dumb bla bla. I argued that Becks is indeed sexy. I dont exactly adore/worship him to a great extent, but i do think hes a fashion icon. His tatts his sexiness his hair everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nice watching him play soccer too. If i was Posh, i would love to have sex with him every hour. It would be nice with him on top of me, as i watch him make love to me and get so turned on by his hot tatts. He will always be a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u think Beckham is hot? Would u do/be done by him? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: his sexy brit accent turns me on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-952993774658798553?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/952993774658798553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=952993774658798553' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/952993774658798553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/952993774658798553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/11/bend-me-beckham.html' title='Bend me Beckham'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/R0wL7rRBBsI/AAAAAAAAAIw/ArSgSuUenks/s72-c/svBECKHAM_narrowweb__300x410,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-1046125063577429381</id><published>2007-11-15T21:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:18.328+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejection</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RzwlH7RBBrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7qpz6WJtQZ4/s1600-h/rejected-monster.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133018493393897138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RzwlH7RBBrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7qpz6WJtQZ4/s320/rejected-monster.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever faced rejection? Rejection from a guy you approach. Rejection letter from a company. Rejection from entering a club because you are wearing thongs. Rejection from a guy u like. Im sure everyone faces rejection from time to time. And im sure rejection sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i went out with this guy for dinner tonight. everything was going quite fine im sure. I didnt have the intention of having sex with him or whatever. So after dinner, we went on our separate ways. I texted him and said it was nice to meet up and asked whether he wanted to meet up again. He said he was cool with being friends and not interested in anything more than friends.&lt;br /&gt;I felt kinda sucky after that. And i kept analyzing what was wrong? was it my look, was it how i behaved? But i realised, it wasnt my loss at all. It wasnt my fault at all. Everyone has their own "types" or "preferences" and i should understand that because i reject some guys too. But the feeling of being rejected truly sucks. But i'll be over it. Its his loss! LOL =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-1046125063577429381?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1046125063577429381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=1046125063577429381' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1046125063577429381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1046125063577429381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/11/rejection.html' title='Rejection'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RzwlH7RBBrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7qpz6WJtQZ4/s72-c/rejected-monster.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-7625414706162240158</id><published>2007-10-31T13:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:18.497+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RyfsetpTU0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/S7v2EjEvLT8/s1600-h/Sad_Eiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127326713177658178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RyfsetpTU0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/S7v2EjEvLT8/s320/Sad_Eiko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i want to apologise to those who have been reading my blog. Sorry i havent been consistent in updating it. So many things have been happening around me. Parties, people, assignments, friends bla bla. I havent met any wonderful guys at all though. Its either the occasional fuck or just guys whom i hang with. But ive been quite down lately. Going to the gym makes me feel inferior. Going to the clubs and seeing happy gay couples makes me envious. Some of my friends think im trying too hard to look for "the one". Am i? Maybe im thinking too much. Someone even commented i have OCD, which i dont think is very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow ive lost the cheerful and happy me. I cant seem to find it in myself anymore. 75% of the time, im pretty much upset/depressed. My friend told me i might have to see a psychologist. Hmmm i dont think its that serious. But if u have been reading my blog, you do realise that i dont blog much about sex anymore. I dont know why either. I used to find so much enjoyment in writing them, these days i dont, something must be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning i was talking to him. Hes a guy whom i  met thru the net like, 5-6 months ago and we have been emailing/chatting online alot. Hes from the US unfortunately and hes bisexual and not out. But i really do feel this connection when i talk to him. You might think that this is totally unrealistic. I sometimes do think so too. But there seems to be this special connection we have that makes us want to talk to each other more and making efforts to talk despite the terrible time difference. He had been there always when im down and when i need someone to talk to. I admit i do like him alot. Recently, we have been talking about the future. I do know that there is no potential future between us but i do really want to go to the US soon to visit him. I dont want us to be an "internet" thing. He really liked the idea, but hes scared at the same time. Meeting me and everything is a totally new change from his life and hes scared he might not be able to step back. Of course i was disappointed and upset. Not that ive been waiting for him all these while. I still do meet guys from time to time but mostly i dont get emotionally involved. Somehow its different with him. I do want to be emotionally involved with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think im absurd and weird. but this is how i feel towards him really. Im quite serious about going to visit him but he doesnt know how it might impact on his life. Maybe i shouldnt have fallen for him because hes not out and he is bisexual. Somehow, i wish i could let him go so i could continue on with my life and not feel upset or hurt if something happens along the way. Right now, i just feel disappointed and kinda upset. But i do understand where he is coming from. I asked him to treat me like a normal friend if we do meet up but he said its impossible because he has feelings for me. I dont really know what to do. I cant possibly just let things go with natures flow. Because if thats the case, nothing will happen. I wont ever meet him. Somehow i have this mentality of living for the moment. WHo knows what might happen today, tomorrow or the next? I just want to treasure every moment and make the best use out of it. Thats why if i really want to do something/meet somebody, i'll just go ahead an do it. Is that too rash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the world is one continent so that the distance between us wont be that far. I wish i could be with someone i truly love/he truly loves me. I wish better things could happen to me and my life. I wish i had a shoulder to lean on now and cry all i want. im so weak =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-7625414706162240158?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/7625414706162240158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=7625414706162240158' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7625414706162240158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7625414706162240158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RyfsetpTU0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/S7v2EjEvLT8/s72-c/Sad_Eiko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-468034936046749771</id><published>2007-08-29T01:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:18.637+11:00</updated><title type='text'>BiSexuals?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RtREnljZzyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/OCnCBu0OenE/s1600-h/Channing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103779724603805474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RtREnljZzyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/OCnCBu0OenE/s320/Channing.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever met a guy who told u hes bisexual? And he has a girl friend? Or maybe someone whos married? Or even worse someone whos married with kids? Im totally cool with bisexuals.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think ive had much action with many bisexuals. Well, some might not even tell u they are.&lt;br /&gt;Well the first bisexual ive had some "fun" with, he was alright. He lived near me and whenever i needed a quick fuck, i'll just see whether hes around. He doesnt give head or do anything but play with my nipples (i think hes imagining its a girls tits). so i do all the job. And he doesnt fuck well too. Maybe the girls he had fucked before faked their orgasms and told him how good he was, when hes actually not that great. hes just a 6/10 fuck i would say. Well i dont see him online these days. Maybe he actually has a girl friend now, who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd bisexual i met was in uni. i found him through this website, where they list down all the beats and cruising places around your area. i dont know whether its appropriate to mention it here but anyways, i added him and we chatted online and it turns out hes also in the same uni. Oh well and one day, we decided to meet at the school toilet (which happens to be a beat i dont know why), it was pretty interesting. He told me to go to the first cubicle or something, and he would be in the second. And then he told me the colour of his pants and shoes he would be wearing. So i was in the cubicle waiting for him and then he came into the next cubicle. and then i bent down to see what he was up to. He unzipped his pants and i think he was just jerking off. So i did the same thing. His hands suddenly came under the cubicle beckoning me to do something. I wasnt sure what to do but i bent down to see what he was doing. He lowered his body against the cubicle wall and then put his cock under the cubicle wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i put mine over as well and we started playing. The toilet was pretty quiet. I decided to come out of the toilet and go over to his cubicle. He opened his cubicle door and there he was. He looked fine, blondish young aussie. Anyway we started sucking each other off and he had quite a nice cock i must say. Although he panicked at times when he heard footsteps coming towards the toilet. So we had this conversation about what he did in the toilets most of the time. He said wanking and sucking. He hasnt fucked a guy inside the cubicles before. So i kinda bent over and teased him with my ass. And he kept teasing my ass too. i asked if he wanted to fuck me and he said yeh. So i took out the packet of condom and lube from my bag (i always have one or 2 in my bag just in case) and he tore open the packet, put on the condom and lube and started putting his cock in my ass. It felt painful at 1st. The pain was so sharp i nearly screamed. Probably cos i was too tight. Well as i got used to his cock, he began banging my ass nice and hard. It felt really good. And then i told him to cum soon, so he fucked me harder and came. It was really great. The thrill of fucking in the cubicles when u know u might get caught. Oh well. I met him 2-3 days later in the cubicles and we just sucked each other although he let me fingered his ass. He wanted me to fuck him but there wasnt enough time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there u go, another bi guy experience. He told me his girlfriend knows hes bi, but doesnt know about his other actions. So i told him to be safe and responsible because he has a girlfriend and he fucks with other guys too. And i asked him whether he liked guys emotionally or just like fucking guys? As usual, like most of the bisexuals ive met say, ultimately they still like girls but they dont mind guy &amp; guy action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had any bisexual experiences? were they hot, awkward or just weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be the most lazy blogger ever, but i promise to put in more effort to write some exciting stuff thats been happening in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-468034936046749771?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/468034936046749771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=468034936046749771' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/468034936046749771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/468034936046749771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/08/bisexuals.html' title='BiSexuals?'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RtREnljZzyI/AAAAAAAAAIY/OCnCBu0OenE/s72-c/Channing.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-8731575457104438117</id><published>2007-08-06T00:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:19.633+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RrXkChQoRxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3Mj9aQvbGR0/s1600-h/ist2_2883827_beach_buddies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095229285378574098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RrXkChQoRxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3Mj9aQvbGR0/s320/ist2_2883827_beach_buddies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sure every gay guy out there has their own fuck buddy/fuck buddies. Well how do you define a fuck buddy? Someone whom you call when you feel horny and whenever he feels horny he calls you as well and you guys just fuck? So fuck buddies dont do dinner and maybe even update on each others lives? They just do what they are supposed to do: Fuck? Well i suppose so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i was very horny last night and i decided to call my "fuck buddy". Im not sure whether i should acknowledge him as a "friend" or "fuck buddy". Well we met in the club, had a great chat, liked how each other looked, came back for a fuck and then another one and another one. So i counted, yesterday was the 5th time we had fun. I simply texted him, "are u out now?" He replied he was out clubbing but it was boring and asked if i needed company. So i said yes and he came over. It was pretty late and when we started making out, i was already a quarter asleep. Thing is, he is the slow and passionate kind and he aims to please his partner more than himself.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through, i wished things would speed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then once we started fucking, everything was great again. It went on and on and on and on. It was one of the amazing sex sessions ive had. And hes the sort of guy who loves to hug and sleep after sex. So everything was perfect. And then his alarm went off and he had to go. We kissed goodbye and i had a really good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you and your fuck buddy do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that fuck buddies can only fuck and cannot be more than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have this fuck buddy who told me he had 8-10 regulars. How can he manage all of them? what if afew of them called at the same time? Who would he go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week ahead guys and call/text your fuck buddies to ask how are they going =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-8731575457104438117?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/8731575457104438117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=8731575457104438117' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8731575457104438117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8731575457104438117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/08/fuck-buddies.html' title='Fuck Buddies'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RrXkChQoRxI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/3Mj9aQvbGR0/s72-c/ist2_2883827_beach_buddies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-7235542523382240697</id><published>2007-08-01T15:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:19.755+11:00</updated><title type='text'>After sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RrAe5xQoRwI/AAAAAAAAAII/3gmJ0RglxT8/s1600-h/Couple_in_bed_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093605156380493570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RrAe5xQoRwI/AAAAAAAAAII/3gmJ0RglxT8/s320/Couple_in_bed_web.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people like to have themselves all cleaned up and get rid of all the sweat and lubricant from their bodies right after sex. Some people just like to lie in bed and fall asleep cuddling their partner. Some people, like ME, like to have a smoke after sex and then jump into bed and just cuddle up. Some people just get back to what they are supposed to be doing: work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do u like to do right after sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are feeling very much like jelly now. I just had sex and im now going to attend classes in school. It is bad. lol.  Well sometimes sex is just a convenient way to relieve stress and get off. I dont think i will be having sex for afew days ;P I'd rather spend sometime with Mister right hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-7235542523382240697?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/7235542523382240697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=7235542523382240697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7235542523382240697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7235542523382240697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/08/after-sex.html' title='After sex'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RrAe5xQoRwI/AAAAAAAAAII/3gmJ0RglxT8/s72-c/Couple_in_bed_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-7051138098003083438</id><published>2007-07-28T15:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:21.604+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Christina Aguileras Back to Basics Concert</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i attended Xtina's concert. It was sooooooooooooo awesome! Her voice, her presence and the way she danced and wowed the crowds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrW5hQoRrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/l_SYxswvmXY/s1600-h/edit000170001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092118612364773042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrW5hQoRrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/l_SYxswvmXY/s320/edit000170001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't no other man its true, Ain't no other man but you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrXlBQoRsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/U9VaJhG97cg/s1600-h/edit000170001_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092119359689082562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrXlBQoRsI/AAAAAAAAAHo/U9VaJhG97cg/s320/edit000170001_3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrXlRQoRtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/F-EhIvO7Jic/s1600-h/edit000170001_5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092119363984049874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrXlRQoRtI/AAAAAAAAAHw/F-EhIvO7Jic/s320/edit000170001_5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrXlRQoRuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Uj-4XEYIMMA/s1600-h/edit000170001_7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092119363984049890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrXlRQoRuI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Uj-4XEYIMMA/s320/edit000170001_7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's a one stop shop, makes the panties drop.He's a sweet-talkin', sugar coated candy man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrYqBQoRvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/A94eK1sCbsA/s1600-h/edit000170001_10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092120545100056306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrYqBQoRvI/AAAAAAAAAIA/A94eK1sCbsA/s320/edit000170001_10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina is the queen!!! =) Sorry the pics are not fantastic, it was hard to capture great shots =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-7051138098003083438?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/7051138098003083438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=7051138098003083438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7051138098003083438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7051138098003083438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/07/christina-aguileras-back-to-basics.html' title='Christina Aguileras Back to Basics Concert'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqrW5hQoRrI/AAAAAAAAAHg/l_SYxswvmXY/s72-c/edit000170001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-452745741473885733</id><published>2007-07-25T21:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:21.819+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Wednesday Buns</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rqc2MhQoRpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TKBCOrkIJws/s1600-h/4720611_371733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091097492480083602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rqc2MhQoRpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TKBCOrkIJws/s200/4720611_371733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yummy buns! Do they turn you on? What would you like to do with them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-452745741473885733?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/452745741473885733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=452745741473885733' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/452745741473885733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/452745741473885733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/07/hot-wednesday-buns.html' title='Hot Wednesday Buns'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rqc2MhQoRpI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/TKBCOrkIJws/s72-c/4720611_371733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-4295141870599288275</id><published>2007-07-22T18:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:21.947+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqMY8BQoRoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BNYb8zlEoj8/s1600-h/Jacob03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089939423268193922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqMY8BQoRoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BNYb8zlEoj8/s200/Jacob03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life for the past month had been pretty good and pretty bad. Well the good part was i turned 24, yet another year older hopefully another year wiser. And i partied and had quite alot of fun with my mates in Sydney. Nah i didnt have great sex if thats what you are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the bad part was i fell ill. and ive been recuperating for quite awhile. When you are sick, you realise so much things about yourself and the people around you. People who really care for you. People who keep insisting that you should meet them for sex even though you are sick. Well and today, this guy whom ive had a wonderful weekend in Sydney last year and we like each other but he now has a boyfriend but we still managed to catch up when i went to Sydney afew weeks ago. Today he was telling me he missed me and i asked where his bf was, and he told me his bf was away for awhile. So am i just a quick substitute for his boyfriend? When i went to Sydney, he told me he couldnt meet me during the weekend because his boyfriend was around. And when his boyfriend wasnt around, he could meet me. I didnt like this kind of sneaky thing. What was worse, hours later after he texted me about not being able to meet me because he was with his boyfriend, i saw them with my own eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cute boyfriend was just putting his hands over my friends bum and standing so close, i just felt so disgusted. I asked him today whether they had great sex and he told me always. Then why does he still message me now and then saying he misses me and all? Why cant he just live a contented life with his boyfriend and have great sex and forget about me? I told him honestly that i think he should stop talking to me as much because he has a bf and it upsets me when he wants to be intimate with me but already has someone in his heart. Isnt that selfish? Greedy? I believe human beings cant have the best of both worlds. Either take one or give up both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive not been thinking about guys for awhile. and i am still happy. I dont need a guy to function in my life. In fact, hanging out with my straight friends and my sibling have made me realised the importance of friends and family and how i should not neglect them. Guys are not everything. I miss the days when i used to have exciting sex and party and all but i guess now is a time for me to sit down, reflect, think about what i really want and understand myself more. Surprisingly, life without guys seem happier for now. Hope you guys have been great and i promise i will update more =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-4295141870599288275?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/4295141870599288275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=4295141870599288275' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4295141870599288275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4295141870599288275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RqMY8BQoRoI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BNYb8zlEoj8/s72-c/Jacob03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-1424141261113243097</id><published>2007-06-27T21:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:22.149+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well ive been trying to get over silly guys, meanwhile been shopping gymming and getting horny but not much action... HELP ME! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RoJMbTC9PkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/USC6dE3LJcg/s1600-h/DSCN0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080707361480195650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RoJMbTC9PkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/USC6dE3LJcg/s200/DSCN0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RoJMoTC9PlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/x0XcDkYNmKs/s1600-h/edit000170001_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080707584818495058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RoJMoTC9PlI/AAAAAAAAAHA/x0XcDkYNmKs/s200/edit000170001_2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;both are me by the way! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-1424141261113243097?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1424141261113243097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=1424141261113243097' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1424141261113243097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1424141261113243097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RoJMbTC9PkI/AAAAAAAAAG4/USC6dE3LJcg/s72-c/DSCN0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-1291589022183105562</id><published>2007-06-24T15:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:22.310+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbroken more than anything...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rn4Av1BpavI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ApKgrTj-GN8/s1600-h/heartbroken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079498251408337650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rn4Av1BpavI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ApKgrTj-GN8/s200/heartbroken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever had bad things come to your not once, but twice. I had. Remember the 2 guys which i was talking about in my previous post. The 2 guys who disappeared on me. Yes i saw them BOTH at the clubs! I thought it was going to be a normal fun night out with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and when i saw the 1st guy, i was shocked for awhile. He looked at me and then his eyes turned away, pretending not to know me and acknowledge me. I went up to him and said hi and all. all he said was oh i seldom go out and im coming out to bring a friend from overseas around. and im really busy with work. I didnt even bother to ask him why when everything seems to go right, he disappeared. I wasnt very upset. In fact im glad hes out of my life, because he is a fucker and he just wants to play around i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night went on fine. I drank lots and felt good. Until, i saw the second guy. I was shocked to see him. Because hours before i went to club, he sent me a text message explaining that he was sorry he didnt talk much because he just needed somemore quiet time, and he needs to get away from people. And he said he wanted to slow things down between us and focus on his work. And he will call me when hes ready to. Fine. So when i saw him i was thinking, oh u need sometime away from people and u come clubbing. I think he was surprised to see me too. But he was drug fucked. He took lots of it. He was so cold to me. So indifferent. My heart just sank. That feeling sucked especially when u had to force yourself to look normal on the outside but on the inside it hurts. We didnt talk much at all in fact i felt like i was invisible to him. He said he took drugs cos its a way of coping. I dont like the way he thinks that drugs can solve his problems. When i looked at him, he wasnt the guy i knew before. I can only see someone whos high on drugs thats all. And then as he walked around, i kinda followed him like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the toilet and was peeing beside this guy. He looked at that guy up and down. He seemed like he was trying to cruise him. My heart sank even further when i saw that. That guy went to wash his hands. And he followed and kept looking at that guy. That guy gave a delighted smile like "oh im so happy im being cruised" kinda look. I sooo wanted to KILL that guy. Anyway that was the saddest part of the night. Him trying to cruise another guy right in front of my eyes. I dont know whether its the drugs or maybe its just him. But i felt REALLY hurt. I couldnt take it anymore, i told him i needed to go off. And he said, "oh its not that i dont like u, i just need some time away". He didnt even give me a hug or a kiss. and i went off, heartbroken and hurt. I went out of the club, called my housemate and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont understand why this had to happen to me. I had to face both guys in a night and its quite emotionally draining. I dont know whether you guys have been through times when u were heartbroken. I am sure you can understand how i feel now. When i woke up this morning, i could only feel sadness in me. I could only picture images of him with another guy. Picking up another guy maybe. Bringing home another guy maybe. Kissing another guy maybe. I dont really care at all. What hurts most was that he was so cold to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if i will be willing to go out with another guy. I dont know if i should still go out to clubs. All i know is that i do need a break and sometime for myself to heal my wounds. I know it might sound very "drama" but its all real and its happening to me. I think i should just forget about the second guy thoroughly. Even if things go further, would i want someone who uses drugs to cope with problems? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can anyone tell me, what should i do now? Is he worth it? Did he really like me or is he just playing me around and leaving me hanging?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be played by guys anymore. It hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-1291589022183105562?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1291589022183105562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=1291589022183105562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1291589022183105562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1291589022183105562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/06/heartbroken-more-than-anything.html' title='Heartbroken more than anything...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rn4Av1BpavI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ApKgrTj-GN8/s72-c/heartbroken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-5319755513939858458</id><published>2007-06-18T23:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T00:17:55.696+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back!</title><content type='html'>Sorry i havent been updating much. Have been too busy with assignments, exams and guys. But somehow this busyness with guys have been good and bad. I dont know if ive mentioned this but im facing the same situation again. If uve read the previous post about the guy who suddenly disappeared, yes the guy im dating (well, i dont know if we are) disappeared too. On that day i cried on the phone as i was talking to one of my good friends about the disappearance of the 1st guy, i was online and started talking to this guy whom i added online but seldom chat. We chatted and chatted and we decided to meet up the next day. Everything was fine. We went for more dates and then we went to club together. That was the day when he told me he liked me and all. I was surprised, like, why the sudden decision to tell me he likes me and stuff. We made out and held hands and danced like a couple in the club. It was one of the great nights ever. I stayed over at his place and cuddled to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw him one week later. He went out the night before and was smashed. But i still made the effort to visit him and accompanied him. And then he gradually became less responsive. I was the one calling him, texting him and he seemed to be tired or troubled all the time. Sometimes when he sounded more positive, i felt happier. But 2 Fridays ago was the last time i talked to him. I asked why was he not responsive and was he avoiding me. He said no he said he had lotsa problems at work and had to solve them first. So we ended our conversation like that. He never picked up my phone calls or return my text. It kept me wondering whats going on. Is he dating another guy? Did he get into any trouble etc. So last Friday, ive decided to visit him. As i was on my way, JUST about to reach his place, he texted me FINALLY. He said sorry for not answering my phone calls because he needs some time off everything. He needs to get things sorted out. I was relieved to hear that but at the same time puzzled. He wasnt at home anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what my friend said, if he really likes me, he will try to even make time just to text or talk to me. But he didnt. And why cant he solve his problems and at the same time talk to me? I made an excuse for him. maybe he settles his problems differently. Like, he has to take a break from everything and all. My friends were telling me hes not worth it. They said, "dont waste good energy on people who don't show as much concern as you do for them..."My friends think that hes a nice guy (from what i told them) but they are not sure whether he just wants to have fun with me or is he serious. Im not sure either. What do u guys think? Help me please... I have so much things to tell him and to ask him. So many questions on my mind. I need some closure even if he doesnt want to get serious. I want to know, if he will still go out with me? Is he seeing another guy? How does he feel about me? But i never got the chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this but i think im a real loser. Why do i always meet guys who keep giving me excuses? Well they might be genuine or maybe not i dont know. But ive been quite troubled over all these matters and ive been feeling quite depressed about all these matters. My life seems to be going downhill. This year ive been feeling so troubled about relationship matters. About guys. Being depressed about guys. Theres more to life than guys. But once i meet this guy, things get better for awhile and then it just goes down. I know its all up to myself to help myself. I will try to. For the sake of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish things could be better, just for once, or twice even. Ive had enough of guys and their bullshit... Im really upset...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-5319755513939858458?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/5319755513939858458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=5319755513939858458' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5319755513939858458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5319755513939858458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back.html' title='Im back!'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-5714203801221740608</id><published>2007-06-18T15:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:22.589+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RnYjgVBpauI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dGCtGf5_hG0/s1600-h/shooting_fea_180607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077284668213652194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RnYjgVBpauI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dGCtGf5_hG0/s200/shooting_fea_180607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One dead, two wounded in Melbourne CBD shooting&lt;br /&gt;Milanda Rout&lt;br /&gt;June 18, 2007&lt;br /&gt;A HUGE manhunt is under way for a gunman who killed one person and injured two others in the heart of Melbourne's CBD this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much of the centre of Melbourne is in lockdown as police search for the gunman who fled on foot east of the city after the shooting. Eyewitnesses saw the man drag a woman out of a cab on the corner of Flinders Lane and William Stree in the city just after 8am. Two bystanders apparently came to help the woman, only for the aggressor to pull a handgun and shoot all three. A police spokesman said a male had died in the shooting and a man and a woman had been taken to hospital. Ambulance officers have placed a sheet over a body at the scene of the shooting, near the corner of Flinders Lane and William Street. Cherie Harding, a worker in the Rialto building opposite the shooting scene, said several of her colleagues heard up to four shots. Ms Harding said she saw ambulances at the scene and stretchers being used to transport patients. “There are a few people here who heard them (gunshots),” she said. Police said they were now searching for the gunman in Melbourne's city district. Ambulance spokesman James Howe earlier told of paramedics trying to resuscitate a critically injured victim at the scene. He believed the gunshot wounds were in the victims' upper bodies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melbourne's city centre was in shutdown as police searched the area for the gunman, with offices sealed off and people kept away from nearby workplaces. Witness Carly, who is in the Rialto building on Collins Street, said people in her building had been told not to move. “We've just been told that none of our people who are waiting downstairs to come upstairs can come up,” Carly told 3AW. “They've blocked off all the access to the floors in our building because they're still looking for the shooter. “We're not allowed to go anywhere and no-one is allowed to come up into the building.” Carly said she had heard six or seven shots about 8.15am, coming from the corner of Flinders Lane and William Street. Police Inspector Glenn Weir asked people in the area not to panic. “There is an extensive search underway to try and find the offender at the moment,” Insp Weir said. “There are numerous police attending to the search within the vicinity of the incident and there is a large cordon and containment operation underway as we speak. “We are just asking the public not to panic and assist police if requested and if you have no business being in the vicinity of Flinders Lane and William Street please keep out of the area.” The gunman is described as wearing black jeans and a denim jacket, with short light brown hair. Inspector Weir said it appeared the gunman knew the victims. “There is no suggestion this is a random act - it appears there was a relation with the gunman and the victims, so we are asking people not to panic,” he told ABC radio. Malcolm Bates, a witness, said before the shooting broke out the gunman grabbed a woman by the neck as she sat in a taxi, and tried to get into the vehicle. “The lady got away and he turned and shot three people basically point blank,” Mr Bates said. “I was right across the road.” He told ABC radio the gunman then ran down Flinders Lane toward the city centre. He said the whole scenario took no longer than “the wink of an eye”. Police wearing bullet-proof vests were scouring the area, and police helicopters hovered overhead. Insp Weir said the last confirmed sighting of the gunman was east of the shooting scene, on Flinders Lane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Victoria Police homicide squad this morning took over the investigation as the police Special Operations Group joined the search for the gunman. Police have blocked off a number of city streets until further notice and have also begun evacuating some buildings.&lt;br /&gt;Police said a handgun had been found a short time ago at a Melbourne city construction site near where the three people were shot.&lt;br /&gt;The gun was found at the construction site on the corner of Flinders and Queens streets they said, but had yet to confirm if it was the one used in the shooting spree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-5714203801221740608?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/5714203801221740608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=5714203801221740608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5714203801221740608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5714203801221740608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/06/scary.html' title='Scary!'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RnYjgVBpauI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dGCtGf5_hG0/s72-c/shooting_fea_180607.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-4279800689798450570</id><published>2007-05-19T02:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T02:32:32.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo post...</title><content type='html'>This is going to be yet another emo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the guy whom i was interested in, whom i went out on a date with, suddenly disappeared from the net and even on his mobile. I was upset but i got over that last week. So last night i just wanted to try my luck, so i called him. He picked up the phone and i guess he was shocked to hear from me. He said hes very busy cos he got another job offer from somewhere and also hes been feeling quite down lately so he havent been responding. Well, that happened to me more than once. Guys disappearing. The previous one had problems with his ex. His ex came back to him and he felt mixed feelings. BLA BLA BLA. Im seriously sick of all these. Why must all these happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then theres this guy in Sydney whom i spent 5 days with end of last year. We enjoyed each others companies. Everything was just great. Even when i left, we kept in contact. Even when i went back home, i still made long-distance calls to him. I missed him. We just had this connection. Not exactly sexual, but its just everything. The chemistry. He started to get busy with his life, while im enjoying my holiday. When i came back to Australia, we started getting in touch again. But i was kinda in a rejecting mood then, cos i just came back and had to settle down and stuff and i didnt have time for guys. And then he was busy with work again and i was busy with school. and then recently, ive been contacting him again and he told me he met another guy. And he has feelings for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he told me he had feelings for me too. BUT now things are complicated. He has feelings for another person. I asked him if he had a chance, who would he choose? He said if only i lived in Sydney. I told him, what if i planned to move over. He told me he had met this guy now and things are still going on. I dont know, i just felt really upset. I know its not his fault. I cant blame him for liking someone since i didnt take the chance when i could. He kept saying im hot and he will always think im hot. I hate it. I wanted him to look beyond that really. I dont know, i just feel really upset now. i just dont understand why things always dont work out for me. He says he feels bad. Yet i dont want him to give up on that guy too. I dont want him to hurt the other guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i just need a hug and a shoulder to cry on. FTW seriously, FTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-4279800689798450570?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/4279800689798450570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=4279800689798450570' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4279800689798450570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4279800689798450570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/05/emo-post.html' title='Emo post...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-11131679172764251</id><published>2007-05-17T01:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:23.337+11:00</updated><title type='text'>lol...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took some photos again today... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RksqimJSYGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dUqX9K00je4/s1600-h/DSCN0253+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065188979751673954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RksqimJSYGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dUqX9K00je4/s200/DSCN0253+edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rksm9GJSYEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZrAI27RT-Lk/s1600-h/DSCN0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065185036971696194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rksm9GJSYEI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/ZrAI27RT-Lk/s200/DSCN0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RkspaGJSYFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HHi2SYaE7GE/s1600-h/DSCN0259+edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065187734211158098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RkspaGJSYFI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HHi2SYaE7GE/s200/DSCN0259+edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to take such photos once in awhile, to see what my body looks like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope these arent too offensive =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-11131679172764251?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/11131679172764251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=11131679172764251' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/11131679172764251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/11131679172764251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/05/lol.html' title='lol...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RksqimJSYGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/dUqX9K00je4/s72-c/DSCN0253+edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-1602398867815962083</id><published>2007-05-15T03:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:23.874+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A new picture...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was playing with my camera before shower today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RkiaeAcmjWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/a9bZwEUWG0M/s1600-h/DSCN0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064467621284842850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RkiaeAcmjWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/a9bZwEUWG0M/s200/DSCN0230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heres what i captured...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RkiaeAcmjWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/a9bZwEUWG0M/s1600-h/DSCN0230.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-1602398867815962083?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1602398867815962083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=1602398867815962083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1602398867815962083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1602398867815962083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-picture.html' title='A new picture...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RkiaeAcmjWI/AAAAAAAAAGI/a9bZwEUWG0M/s72-c/DSCN0230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-1943363279317118658</id><published>2007-05-10T21:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:23.984+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Whinings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was at the gym today and i met the guy whom i fucked with at the gym (refer to previous entries). We chatted abit and he said he needed 15-20 mins to do some abs exercises first. and then later on, i saw him walking down the stairs and he sorta winked at me or something. But i had only worked out for 25 mins or so, so after awhile i went down to look for him in the changing room but he was gone. I cant believe he was GONE in 5 mins. There goes my fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When i was back, i logged into MSN and saw this guys nickname. It was grossly romantic and all about him finding his boi and they being together forever. BUt i remembered yesterday or the day before he was still single. So i asked him is he really attached and when did he find his bf? He said he is still attached and he found his bf on GAY.com and got together after like 1 or 2 days!!?!?!?! I was well... shocked. How come some people can find their bfs so easily while me? After one yr plus im still single, not so fabulous and kinda miserable. Even dates, how come some people can find dates easily while i cant. It really sucks. I dont think i lack looks and im not fat, whatever it is, i just feel shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know whether its true but ive had afew experiences of this happening. the guy i went out with last wkend, he never picks up his phone, never checks his phone and dont really bother charging his phone. There was another guy which i used to date, it was the same thing, he could disappear for days just because he cant be fucked with his phone. I cant really get used to it, or maybe i choose to be tied down by technology. Like back home, guys whom u are interested in/interested in you will text/call you to ask hows your day, miss u and stuff like that. Its just kinda sweet. But guys here just dont really do that. Maybe i shouldnt be too dependent on sweet texts and calls because maybe they dont mean much anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish that a romantic story could happen to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RkMDkwcmjVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/k8QeQyL65kE/s1600-h/AEBROKEBACK.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062894336109612370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RkMDkwcmjVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/k8QeQyL65kE/s200/AEBROKEBACK.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you guys are not annoyed with reading about my whinings. I just cant help it. Blogging makes me feel heaps better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-1943363279317118658?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1943363279317118658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=1943363279317118658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1943363279317118658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1943363279317118658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/05/whinings.html' title='Whinings...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RkMDkwcmjVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/k8QeQyL65kE/s72-c/AEBROKEBACK.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-7879515775758614749</id><published>2007-05-06T23:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:24.239+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Paranoia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rj3aPAcmjUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/u5RdYFEnmik/s1600-h/_41081454_gayhug203bbc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061441507587165506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rj3aPAcmjUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/u5RdYFEnmik/s200/_41081454_gayhug203bbc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a guy yesterday. I knew him from this website which is kinda silly to spell it out! But i will do if we do work out. Nah its not a gay website at all. But anyways we have been chatting online for quite sometime and decided to meet up. I was quite nervous to be honest. Because our chats online and on the phone had been really quite good and i really want to keep that going in real. So after abit of delays here and there, we met for coffee and some drinks. It was nice just sitting down, chatting away and being able to be so comfortable in each others presence. I was glad. He sent me back and i gave him a hug. Though i very much wanted to make out with him, but i believed that it will spoil the magical moment we share. We told each other that we enjoyed each others company and hoped to see each other again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one hour ago, we started chatting online again. He said he went out with his friend, i kept thinking which friend is it? Is it another guy? And then he seemed to talk less too, which made me think is he chatting with another guy? someone new? i cant help but feel so paranoid which i know is totally ridiculous. I really dont want to spoil this special friendship/date which we shared. I MUST stop myself from thinking about paranoid stuff. im trying hard to. I guess i just cant help being insecure again. This is something which is always part of me and in order for things to work, i better try and control!  I really hope things will work out between us, i do like him but i must try and take things slow and steady too. Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-7879515775758614749?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/7879515775758614749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=7879515775758614749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7879515775758614749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7879515775758614749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/05/paranoia.html' title='Paranoia'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rj3aPAcmjUI/AAAAAAAAAF4/u5RdYFEnmik/s72-c/_41081454_gayhug203bbc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-3659304658519287236</id><published>2007-05-01T03:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:25.358+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I want...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjYlAAcmjSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nLuSnMj06Qs/s1600-h/bodysolidV1ZncoY4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059271913447525666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjYlAAcmjSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nLuSnMj06Qs/s200/bodysolidV1ZncoY4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want a guy with a hot body...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjYklAcmjRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/756of6bnQDI/s1600-h/definedngl9Rj1E2rj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059271449591057682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjYklAcmjRI/AAAAAAAAAFg/756of6bnQDI/s200/definedngl9Rj1E2rj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sexyback and hot lickable ass...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjYoxgcmjTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fj1J3DSwxy4/s1600-h/newlad79.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059276062385933618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjYoxgcmjTI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fj1J3DSwxy4/s200/newlad79.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And a hot handsome face!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im willing to give up 20 fucks in exchange for more LOVE in my life!!! =(&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-3659304658519287236?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3659304658519287236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=3659304658519287236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3659304658519287236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3659304658519287236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-want.html' title='I want...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjYlAAcmjSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/nLuSnMj06Qs/s72-c/bodysolidV1ZncoY4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-8335884937800243948</id><published>2007-04-29T02:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:25.471+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjOX4AcmjQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cGLYPKjVrvY/s1600-h/Snow+white.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058553794915634434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjOX4AcmjQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cGLYPKjVrvY/s200/Snow+white.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temptation is such a powerful force. It can make/break a person. maybe thats exaggerating but if you think about it in a wider perspective, you can see the picture. The most classic example would be someone succumbing to the temptation of another guy. Especially an attached guy who is tempted by the lust of another guy's body, he can either choose to be strong and exert some self control or either that succumb to temptation, have hot sex, enjoy a thrilling ride but guilt might just come in later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted twice tonight. This guy whom i have not met up with wanted to ask me out to club. He was not bad looking. He kinda like asian guys. He was pretty decent. It was so tempting. I was thinking to myself: it could be a magical night where 2 guys fall in love. He might be the one whom i have been searching for. But what my friend said makes sense: if we are fated to meet, we will eventually meet. So i decided to choose the boring option, stay home and complete  my assignment. Halfway through my assignment, i got a text. it was from mr 600ml coke bottle. He asked if i wanted to come over. I was too lazy to travel so i told him it was too late. He called me back and sounded drunk and horny. And i told him we will meet another time. I am quite proud of myself really. I must do this more often, not succumbing to temptations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u been tempted this weekend? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-8335884937800243948?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/8335884937800243948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=8335884937800243948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8335884937800243948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8335884937800243948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/04/temptation.html' title='Temptation'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RjOX4AcmjQI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cGLYPKjVrvY/s72-c/Snow+white.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-3781529488049201904</id><published>2007-04-24T01:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:25.738+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cock Size</title><content type='html'>Okay this is gona be a light post i promise. Not long ago, i met this guy who described his cock as a "600ml coke bottle". That made me think.. i remembered meeting someone who had a cock as long as a can of coke.. but a 600ml coke bottle is much much longer. Of course i had the honour to check out how long it is. But does cock size really matter much to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guys are into huge hung cocks. Does a huge hung cock represent a more manly and hot male? Im sure some think so. I havent heard of any who are into small cocks though. Well most will say its a preference. Some guys like men with big arms, some guys like bois with cute tight small butts. It simply turns them on. And most porn flicks depict guys with big thick cocks, so i guess people start to stereotype big cocks as the "ideal perfect" gay thing to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cock is really just average. But im really satisfied. Though sometimes i wish it could be alil bigger. It just makes me feel manlier. lol. And i certainly have no preference for cock size. But it certainly cant be too small. I think the most important thing when it comes to sex is still chemistry. If you can have chemistry with the right guy, sex would be great no matter how big his cock is. My most satisfying experiences are with average-sized cocks. I must admit sometimes its scary to see really big cocks. Whatever it is, im not a huge cock person. Heres a picture of a thick big cock which many guys love. Ouch i wonder how someone can sit on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RizOfyyHAqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N-UCmKzWo_Q/s1600-h/deepbluseab7RUFZMC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056643527233438370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RizOfyyHAqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N-UCmKzWo_Q/s200/deepbluseab7RUFZMC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer a sexy back and a sexier ass! HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RizOtCyHArI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/m6xtDVr4arQ/s1600-h/ex-gymnastQMgdyOoN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056643754866705074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RizOtCyHArI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/m6xtDVr4arQ/s200/ex-gymnastQMgdyOoN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great holiday on Wednesday guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ps: thanks Not so single guy for ur encouraging comments! Cheers =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RizOtCyHArI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/m6xtDVr4arQ/s1600-h/ex-gymnastQMgdyOoN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-3781529488049201904?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3781529488049201904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=3781529488049201904' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3781529488049201904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3781529488049201904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/04/cock-size.html' title='Cock Size'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RizOfyyHAqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/N-UCmKzWo_Q/s72-c/deepbluseab7RUFZMC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-5297015265715214689</id><published>2007-04-22T23:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T00:14:01.378+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a small world after all</title><content type='html'>I never thought anyone would actually read my blog much. But apparently the guy whom i was talking about 2 posts earlier actually sent a text to me saying that i had accidentally put his email there.  i was really surprised but i found out that i did and i apologised to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i found out that the guy deleted one of his online profiles too which really made me ponder what went wrong. and that guys no longer interested to meet me anymore. Did i do anything wrong? Well i think i did, because i didnt proof read my entry before publishing it. But then there was really no big deal about the whole conversation i posted, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh i hope i didnt make another enemy. Im sure he'll go around telling people how bitchy or what a big mouth i have. The thought of shutting down/starting a new blog has crossed my mind, but i dont think im going to do it. I finally realised, the blogosphere or the whole internet world is just too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been feeling pretty shit this week. And then this happened. Ive been ranting on and on about my singlehood to friends, about me feeling ugly, about how insecure and how inferior i feel towards other guys. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sometimes secrets are best kept to yourself, if u write anything on the internet, its totally unsafe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-5297015265715214689?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/5297015265715214689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=5297015265715214689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5297015265715214689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5297015265715214689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-small-world-after-all.html' title='Its a small world after all'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-3027314821203455218</id><published>2007-04-13T05:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:25.931+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumped in the gym</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rh6Gsa7covI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lBS2Yayi3B0/s1600-h/gym_lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052623929657303794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rh6Gsa7covI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lBS2Yayi3B0/s200/gym_lrg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual i finished my workout and went to the locker room to change out. as i was changing, this 30 plus looking guy, who seemed alil gay, has a generally nice body, abs and all, walked past me wearing only his undies and holding on to a towel and heading to the showers. He glanced at me once and he just walked past. My gaydar was not working at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to test him out. I went to the showers as well and showered opposite him. Such a teaser i am. Anyway i realised he left half his door open so i did the same. and i started showering. Initially he didnt look at me at all. So i was thinking, "must be non-gay". But then i realised he started getting hard and i started getting hard too and we were looking at each other and stroking ourselves. It was quite a funny sight but hot as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, he came over, closed the door and started feeling me all over. By the way, the gym door was translucent but the gym was pretty empty at that time and there was no one else showering so it wasnt that scary. We started licking each others nipples and sucking each others cock. Halfway, i asked him, "are u gay?" he said, "kinda". Lol. He kept touching my ass and telling me how nice it was and then he asked whether he could fuck me. So he took out this condom packet from his shower pouch and he ripped it off while i applied some soap in my ass (well obviously soap is the best lubricant). And then he bent me down with my face and head touching the wall and inserted his long dick in. It was fucking painful. I never liked fucking in the showers. But it was HOT. He was busy pumping me while hot water was trickling down both of our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came within minutes and he jerked me off too. It was fun, tiring, hot and thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;from then on, everytime i walk pass the gym shower, i'll always think of that HOT pumping action! Thats enuf hotness for tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-3027314821203455218?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3027314821203455218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=3027314821203455218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3027314821203455218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3027314821203455218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/04/pumped-in-gym.html' title='Pumped in the gym'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rh6Gsa7covI/AAAAAAAAAFA/lBS2Yayi3B0/s72-c/gym_lrg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-3270712769330032009</id><published>2007-04-13T00:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T23:44:04.102+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotic conversation</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a really idiotic conversation with this guy whom i think is full of himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;most of the aussies that like asians in melbourne like sweet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adorable&lt;br /&gt;cute&lt;br /&gt;slim&lt;br /&gt;six pack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I says:&lt;br /&gt;eeeew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;its the quality they look for i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;but why must i fit into their stereotype&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;when i can be myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;of course you can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;so i guess ur date must be like that too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;nah i don't fit into the stereo tye either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;my date is 6ft1, very muscular, not sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL really?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;and he is a top&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what the fuck am i doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;i like muscular guys though&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;plus there are only two god looking rice queens in melbourne anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;as long as u guys love each other, its good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;and they are???????????????? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;the other one is XXX which i am sure you know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I says:&lt;br /&gt;and u are one of them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;of course &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;erm how can u say that u are hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;hot guys wont say they are hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;lol they would if they are joking around with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;so would i be one of the hottest potato queens too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;lol i have not met you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he  says:&lt;br /&gt;in this pic, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;im offended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;sorry i am honest&lt;br /&gt;please don't ask questions which you don't want to hear answers too&lt;br /&gt;but come on what is cute and sexy about that pic&lt;br /&gt;you look like your about to chuck up&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well sexy pics dont need to be sterotypically sexy&lt;br /&gt;like your pic... you can say its sexy in a way too&lt;br /&gt;some people like the way i stick out my tongue, which they think is sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;awww if u know xxx that means i cant sleep with u anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;oh how come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;cos maybe u will tell him i slept with u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;omg you didn't listen to me then, i dont kiss and tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;we don't talk about GAMS anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;but seriously sex is just one thing.. i wish i could experience a r/s soon... i know i might sound cHeesy but thats how i feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah i understand, its not cheesy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;if we end up having sex i still hope we can be friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah,&lt;br /&gt;too honest?&lt;br /&gt;if i get into a relationship i can't have all these gam friends that i used to sleep with&lt;br /&gt;how do you think my bf would feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;yeh makes sense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;how would you feel if you caucasian bf still did that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't want that either&lt;br /&gt;as you say&lt;br /&gt;sex is sex&lt;br /&gt;lets not over complicate things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;that being said if you don't want to then that is fine as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but its not like im desperate for sex u know what i mean&lt;br /&gt;i can get it whenever i want&lt;br /&gt;but thing is, friends and maybe dates or lovers are hard to find&lt;br /&gt;geez im getting really crappy here&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day i guess someone cant have the best of both worlds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;i hope they can&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can&lt;br /&gt;i hope you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;no we cant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;of course we can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;yeh but then u will eventually lose both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;we can have great sex in a relationship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;yeh we can&lt;br /&gt;but im talking about sex and finding a bf/dating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he says:&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;should not try cause you may never get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i says:&lt;br /&gt;what do u mean?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is he idiotic or am i plain dumb and naive? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-3270712769330032009?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3270712769330032009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=3270712769330032009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3270712769330032009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3270712769330032009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/04/idiotic-conversation.html' title='Idiotic conversation'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-6654038636529855561</id><published>2007-04-10T23:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:26.034+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of a new week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RhuUa536vjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/q3r4rUrXMFw/s1600-h/love_is_blind_by_gardenofgloom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051794596959010354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RhuUa536vjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/q3r4rUrXMFw/s200/love_is_blind_by_gardenofgloom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I partied hard during the Easter Wkend. And now, its the start of a new week again. Im feeling really lethargic and kinda in a depressing mood. I dont know why either. I think its the whole "BOYFRIEND" thing again which is bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are guys who are interested in me. But some of them are not my type and i dont wana lead them on. others are far away overseas. Its hard to find a boyfriend in Aus really. some of my friends have no problems finding at all. Whereas i cant seem to find someone. Even guys i sleep with, they often ask me why am i single? I really dont know how to answer them really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do guys not like me because of my race? I really dont know. I went for a big party during the Easter weekend and all the other asian guys were giving me looks. My friend said, "they think im a threat to them just cause i might snatch other potential aussies away". And they are totally unfriendly to me. Its kinda dumb i think. I am totally harmless and friendly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to find love? Im trying my best not to make an effort to find love but rather wait for love to come to me. Some of my friends think this is the best way. Others think i should be more enthusiastic. So i went online to some gay websites. But isnt SEX all people are looking for there? Im still hoping for the "cinderella like story" to happen to me. Like, when i go to the gym/supermarket, i bump into this guy, we like each other at 1st sight, can communicate well, do sweet stuff together, get together and have great sex and think of each other all night. I know its not going to happen like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for whining and whining about love and boyfriends and stuff. but i guess its those times when i am feeling lonely again... BUT weird thing is im having GREAT sex.&lt;br /&gt;I guess theres a trade off.. like when u have great sex u cant have a bf? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a website where single gay guys can find their potential lover and doesnt involve sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-6654038636529855561?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/6654038636529855561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=6654038636529855561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/6654038636529855561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/6654038636529855561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/04/start-of-new-week.html' title='Start of a new week'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RhuUa536vjI/AAAAAAAAAE4/q3r4rUrXMFw/s72-c/love_is_blind_by_gardenofgloom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-4441217822969895711</id><published>2007-03-25T23:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:05:33.636+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today feels like a blue Sunday. I feel tired and worn out after a round of clubbing and having some SAD (sex alcohol &amp; drugs).  I hate it when u wake up the next morning feeling lousy, tired and so dehydrated. Yet when u are having that moment of fun, you dont think about the after effects of it. Is it really worth it? Hmmm... well at least ive decided not to go out tonight, which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went out with B. Well we get along pretty well, always making fun and teasing each other. Nah i have no feelings towards him anymore, but i still think hes quite a nice and cute guy. Anyway he was telling me he was sorta seeing someone bla bla. We hung out at his place and started making out later. He took the initiative of course. Well and i reciprocated. But that was it making out. After that, he was telling me its nice to spend time with me and all without having to be actually dating. I find it nice too, but then i feel used sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway as i was on my way home, i decided to give Hunky S a surprise visit. Just to say hi thats all since he worked really near my place. When i got there, he was walking out of his workplace with my acquaintance. Hes gay of course and S looked surprised to see me. They were just goin g out to grab some food to eat. It was really awkward. Like i specially went there to see him and he was going off with another guy. He messaged me later on and asked if i wanted him to come over. I told him to spend time with the other guy instead. Im not really jealous, just kinda pissed. I dont think i have the right to be pissed too. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And recently, Blonde guy S was added back to my MSN. we were flirting with each other. Hes really my type. I tend to like blonde guys i dont know why. But anyway i was sorta looking forward to date him but he was telling me he thinks im incapable of dating just because a fellow friend of his spotted my body picture on some gay website and sent it to him. So he has been bugging me for sex all day but i cant be bothered really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its hard to understand what guys want. Sometimes i dont really understand what i want too. I guess not many guys like to commit these days. Do i? im not sure, maybe with the right person. And whats most annoying is when recently many guys keep asking whether im attached? i said no i am REALLY single. And they sorta dont believe me, saying im so cute why dont i have a boyfriend? but its true! I really cant find the right guy to settle down with. I dont want to be left on the shelves really! BUt i know finding a boyfriend is not everything. Well at least im single and happy now =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-4441217822969895711?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/4441217822969895711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=4441217822969895711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4441217822969895711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4441217822969895711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/03/blue-sunday.html' title='Blue Sunday'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-4950843563153288671</id><published>2007-03-18T23:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:26.629+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Taxi Driver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rf0stkghTFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/t3y4zRuySFU/s1600-h/taxi.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043236319130635346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rf0stkghTFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/t3y4zRuySFU/s200/taxi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, i had this weird encounter with someone who drove me home yesterday. It was the taxi driver. I was taking this cab home after clubbing and the driver started striking a conversation with me. First it was about where i am from. Next was about what i study and slowly and gradually he began to ask this question which kinda shocked me. "So do you have a boyfriend?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking how the fuck does he know that i am gay. Then i laughed and said no. And then later on he asked me how was the club and stuff. And then i started asking about him and he said hes the same as me and he likes guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then he asked me whether i was horny. Of course i was. Not that i didnt get approached at the club. In fact this quite hunky guy did dance with me and he smiled at me and touched my hair but thats all. I reckon his friend was around thats why. But anyway i told him yea i was kinda horny and he said he was too. I was quite shocked but didnt really bother until he was nearing my apartment and he started asking me do i stay alone and whether he could come up. I said yeh why not since i am horny. Shit im such a slut kill me. But then i needed to get off as well so might as well. He came up and i went into my apartment first and realised my housemates were still awake. I went out and told him nah cant do it. And then i asked if he wanted to play at the stairs. We went there and he started taking out his dick and i sucked it. It was hot to see his dick grew from small to huge. and then he wanted to fuck me. I took out the condom from this packet which i happened to take from the club. And then as he was about to wear it, it broke. I think he was too rough on it. And he was like shit. It was such an anti-climax. But anyway we both jerked off and came and thats it. My first encounter with a taxi driver. Oh and i did ask him whether i had to pay for the cab fare before i left the cab but he said it was alright. Geez. Oh and he said he was greek and many greeks liked guys?!?! im not too sure about that though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me, am i slutty? should i have controlled myself? sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-4950843563153288671?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/4950843563153288671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=4950843563153288671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4950843563153288671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4950843563153288671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/03/taxi-driver.html' title='The Taxi Driver'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/Rf0stkghTFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/t3y4zRuySFU/s72-c/taxi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-7546676516151666335</id><published>2007-03-12T20:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:27.571+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in Mel</title><content type='html'>Hey guys im back in Melbourne yet again! Well im still trying to adjust to life here and getting used to every lil thing. Ive neglected this blog for quite sometime and will try and get back to it. I must also get back to my gym routine and get a nice hot body soon! Meanwhile more stories will be coming up! Hope this week will be a good one for all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RfUYX9j_V4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IFq7G06OdRE/s1600-h/27576467752709l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040962157852710786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RfUYX9j_V4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IFq7G06OdRE/s320/27576467752709l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RfUYndj_V5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/4e2ujF-I5mg/s1600-h/279069596l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040962424140683154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RfUYndj_V5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/4e2ujF-I5mg/s320/279069596l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RfUY1Nj_V6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/XzRNXq-tO-4/s1600-h/647033054l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040962660363884450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RfUY1Nj_V6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/XzRNXq-tO-4/s320/647033054l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could have a butt like that! YUM =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RfUYX9j_V4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IFq7G06OdRE/s1600-h/27576467752709l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RfUYndj_V5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/4e2ujF-I5mg/s1600-h/279069596l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-7546676516151666335?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/7546676516151666335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=7546676516151666335' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7546676516151666335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7546676516151666335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-in-mel.html' title='Back in Mel'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RfUYX9j_V4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IFq7G06OdRE/s72-c/27576467752709l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-2247534363250558914</id><published>2007-02-16T04:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T04:54:50.285+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some updates</title><content type='html'>hey guys i know i havent been blogging for ages. Been kinda lazy and enjoying my holidays here. Meanwhile, im feeling really sick. Yes for the past few days ive been feeling kinda terrible. My vday sucked as well but who cares since no ones celebrating with me either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope i can get well soon so that i can enjoy myself more before going back to AUS. Life aint that bad, just that if im feeling better, i could play, have sex, go out with friends and club like crazy before i go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think ive become less and less interesting as the days go by, but i'll be back to my old self trust me. Meanwhile you guys enjoy the weekend! Have fun and be safe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-2247534363250558914?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/2247534363250558914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=2247534363250558914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/2247534363250558914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/2247534363250558914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-some-updates.html' title='Just some updates'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-1186814698482457184</id><published>2007-01-14T18:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T18:55:28.795+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lifes in a mess now, i wish things could be simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope to be healthier and be stronger emotionally and hopefully at the end of the day, the guy im dating will realise that all this while, ive been liking him so much and have been changing in some ways for him and hopefully he appreciates me more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the next entry will be a happier one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-1186814698482457184?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/1186814698482457184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=1186814698482457184' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1186814698482457184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/1186814698482457184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/01/lifes-in-mess-now-i-wish-things-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-3971416043899309309</id><published>2007-01-04T03:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T03:29:05.996+11:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>Hmm i feel kinda lost and alil bit of sad now. Right now, im dating this guy whos younger than me and i feel alot of insecurities in me. hes young, pretty hot and everyone seems to want a piece of him. i know that he likes me, but i just cant help being over protective and over sensitive and jealous as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday he told me he cant get over his previous relationship which ended 3 months ago. That was his first relationship and it didnt end well and he sorta promised his ex to wait for him.&lt;br /&gt;And they are meeting soon just to catch up. Im just scared. I dont wana get hurt. But i want him to be happy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinking about him alot today. I initially thought that things wont go so fast, that i wont fall for him so fast. but as we enjoy each others company and phone calls, i begin to like him more and more. And i just think that today he was kinda not as warm to me. Well maybe im too sensitive or overparanoid but somehow i think he doesnt like me as much anymore. I think i would be upset if things dont work out between us. Somehow, we come from different worlds. hes going to have a great career path ahead of him, hes very smart and athletic. Im just a happy go lucky guy who wants to enjoy life and party hard. Somehow, hes trying to adjust to my lifestyle and somehow im trying to change myself too... to be more straight acting and behave more properly in public. Even my friends can tell that im changing. Sigh, maybe im thinking too much, maybe im expecting too much. My friend told me, just enjoy each others company and hang out but dont commit. Then whats the point of dating anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe im just not that good at the dating game. He just texted me, "cheer up and good night!"&lt;br /&gt;Is that all he has to say? Hmmm..... i just hope i will feel better tmr..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-3971416043899309309?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/3971416043899309309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=3971416043899309309' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3971416043899309309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/3971416043899309309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-631165776816502085</id><published>2006-12-25T17:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:27.774+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RY91VltXC7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/1ehFcst7Vts/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012353924046719922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RY91VltXC7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/1ehFcst7Vts/s320/s320x240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas to everyone =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hope all of you are enjoying this joyous season and dont forget to party hard and be safe. Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-631165776816502085?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/631165776816502085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=631165776816502085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/631165776816502085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/631165776816502085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas-to-everyone-hope-all-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RY91VltXC7I/AAAAAAAAAEE/1ehFcst7Vts/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-5065673300309314166</id><published>2006-12-21T05:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:27.863+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYmHV1tXC6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/J-oMmIaYfos/s1600-h/bfreshrd527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010684869690723234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYmHV1tXC6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/J-oMmIaYfos/s320/bfreshrd527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAH I FINALLY HAD HOT SEX with a HOT spanish guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching him fuck me in the mirror with his nice huge arms and sexy back filled with sweat is a fucking huge turn on. We fucked in all sorts of position too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;geez im sex-tisfied =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-5065673300309314166?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/5065673300309314166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=5065673300309314166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5065673300309314166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5065673300309314166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/12/hot-sex.html' title='Hot sex'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYmHV1tXC6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/J-oMmIaYfos/s72-c/bfreshrd527.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-7012757641158421267</id><published>2006-12-17T21:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:28.088+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYUiOltXC5I/AAAAAAAAADs/eqy98v0RPeg/s1600-h/James%20Spada5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009447794555423634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYUiOltXC5I/AAAAAAAAADs/eqy98v0RPeg/s320/James%2520Spada5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just feel i dont get guys. Yes i am a guy myself, but sometimes i dont get myself either. This post is not about me. Its about my ex boyfriend and my ex fuck buddy. Sounds complicated but i shall tell u guys all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into my ex fuck buddy yesterday when i was going to have dinner with my family. Well we fucked like 5 times in the past and that was it, i left for Australia and we lost contact. My ex fuck buddy is this muscular hunk with hot muscular muscles to die for. And guess what, hes not the top that u might imagine him to be. Hes a fucking hot bottom. Never have i enjoyed topping anyone so much. His moaning is such a huge turn on. And who doesnt like to fuck a muscular guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we exchanged numbers again and i thought we could reminisce the good old days by having a good fuck again. But from his text messages he just wanted to catch up and have coffee and he refuses to tell me why we cant fuck again. I was kinda annoyed. Why cant he just tell me the truth? Like maybe hes dating someone or maybe he doesnt like me to fuck him anymore? I will certainly be cool with his answers. but he just refused to answer me and never returned my messages anymore. Fine. Maybe its my fault too for pressing him too hard for sex and he might feel like a sex toy or something. Well its my loss definitely i cant pump his hot ass again but its a bigger loss for him not having my dick lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont get older guys and what they are thinking. Another good example is my ex boyfriend. He can be very nice to me at times and can be very cold as well. Hot-cold-hot-cold. i dont expect much from him but i just wana be friends and care for each other as friends. But apparently maybe it seems too much for him to take. He cant even plan afew hours to go out with me. He give excuses like hes tired, he wants to watch soccer bla bla. I cant imagine how it will be like if we are still together. I just dont get what goes on in his mind sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day, i cant help but still like older guys even though i dont understand them that well sometimes. I dont know why im writing this entry either. It seems like friends around me are having relationship and friendship problems and i guess ive had enuf of listening to them. Maybe i need more drama in my life. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think the thing i need most now is a FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about u, whats the thing u need most now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week ahead! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-7012757641158421267?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/7012757641158421267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=7012757641158421267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7012757641158421267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/7012757641158421267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/12/guys.html' title='Guys'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYUiOltXC5I/AAAAAAAAADs/eqy98v0RPeg/s72-c/James%2520Spada5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-8352281307526048567</id><published>2006-12-15T04:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:28.409+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYGMpcEQgeI/AAAAAAAAADc/u6NSOg2QtIk/s1600-h/277245172_2845c0e1b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008438904149279202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYGMpcEQgeI/AAAAAAAAADc/u6NSOg2QtIk/s320/277245172_2845c0e1b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYGMOcEQgdI/AAAAAAAAADU/WiBtq_COYcY/s1600-h/adin5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008438440292811218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYGMOcEQgdI/AAAAAAAAADU/WiBtq_COYcY/s320/adin5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw him today again. I was shocked, flushed and just happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked why my face looked so red. I wonder did i blush when i was talking to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After he left, i quickly looked into the mirror to check whether my hair was in place and how ugly i looked. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice bumping into him. I hope he didnt sense my insecurity as i didnt dare to look straight into his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things will always remain the same. I will always be admiring him from a corner and secretly hoping he'll be mine someday and we'll be happy together. Well thats impossible but a fantasy is good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somewhere in my heart &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dancing with you in the summer rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Belinda Carlisle - Summer Rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-8352281307526048567?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/8352281307526048567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=8352281307526048567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8352281307526048567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8352281307526048567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-saw-him-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RYGMpcEQgeI/AAAAAAAAADc/u6NSOg2QtIk/s72-c/277245172_2845c0e1b1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-8684803116466072997</id><published>2006-12-13T03:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:28.590+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick baby</title><content type='html'>Im sick... and i have been resting for days so i hereby present myself with this card =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RX7W7V62wFI/AAAAAAAAADI/MIups5heQxI/s1600-h/Get_Well_Soon_Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5007676150667198546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RX7W7V62wFI/AAAAAAAAADI/MIups5heQxI/s320/Get_Well_Soon_Bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to take care of me in my bed =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will get better tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-8684803116466072997?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/8684803116466072997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=8684803116466072997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8684803116466072997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/8684803116466072997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick-baby.html' title='Sick baby'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RX7W7V62wFI/AAAAAAAAADI/MIups5heQxI/s72-c/Get_Well_Soon_Bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-9190207873234898353</id><published>2006-12-10T17:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:31.116+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Buns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXutES5FwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/TaE1hmOHKLc/s1600-h/050602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006785700054810898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXutES5FwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/TaE1hmOHKLc/s320/050602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the hottest butt pic ive seen. I dont know why i have this fascination with butts... Do u? Cocks are all da same to me but there are so many different kinda butts out there, i just like those firm, round and bubbly butts! =p &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXuoDS5FwPI/AAAAAAAAABE/aCZdiauyfbc/s1600-h/d_6_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXuukC5FwSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ar5Ho3Kbg9I/s1600-h/d_6_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006787345027285282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXuukC5FwSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ar5Ho3Kbg9I/s320/d_6_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The face doesnt do anything for me but the ass looks yummy and ready for some dick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXunEi5FwNI/AAAAAAAAAA0/VZuAZamsOEQ/s1600-h/BM2027357.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXuu5i5FwTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iNWdeyQ3S9A/s1600-h/BM2027357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006787714394472754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXuu5i5FwTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/iNWdeyQ3S9A/s320/BM2027357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice butt crack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXuvTy5FwVI/AAAAAAAAACM/fIzgeh9kOD4/s1600-h/tat4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006788165366038866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXuvTy5FwVI/AAAAAAAAACM/fIzgeh9kOD4/s320/tat4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This pic is so fucking sexy i reckon. check that ass out. I wish i had an ass like that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXuvnC5FwWI/AAAAAAAAACU/8227UQ1eUHI/s1600-h/4102471_741612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006788496078520674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXuvnC5FwWI/AAAAAAAAACU/8227UQ1eUHI/s320/4102471_741612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXumbi5FwLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/DZElefWNYVk/s1600-h/4102471_213485.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont u wish you can wet that ass and play with it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-9190207873234898353?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/9190207873234898353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=9190207873234898353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/9190207873234898353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/9190207873234898353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-of-hottest-butt-pic-ive-seen.html' title='Hot Buns!'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXutES5FwRI/AAAAAAAAABs/TaE1hmOHKLc/s72-c/050602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-5995359453604215312</id><published>2006-12-05T22:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:31.240+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXVghrV4awI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UkYe7j-YoI8/s1600-h/manhunt25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005012692578626306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXVghrV4awI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UkYe7j-YoI8/s320/manhunt25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to me, he has always been a mentor. A brotherly figure. Someone i look up to. Someone who has the looks, the body, the career and the boyfriend. Someone who made my heart melt literally when i met him. Hes everything i want in a boyfriend. Hes manly, hot and nice. He motivated me to gym, he motivated me to study harder and not think so much about guys. We were pretty close for a period of time. I know he has a boyfriend and i did not have any ulterior motives as to snatch him away. We were just friends. But somehow, gradually we drifted apart. I guess he was busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous time i was back home, i saw him at the clubs and he was kinda cold to me. I was upset. But later on, i found out he was attending to his drunk boyfriend. Recently, i saw him again. He wasnt the same as before. He was not as friendly as before. He did not talk as much to me. I was upset. Was he troubled with things in his life? I had this wishful thinking that he realised hes beginning to like me so he started avoiding me and being cold to me. Or maybe, he was just sick of being a brother/mentor to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been dreaming of him lately... For the past 2 nights in fact. Just then, when i was taking a nap, i dreamt that we were taking our puppy, Scrubby, out for a stroll. Whenever he put his hands on my shoulders, i felt happy. When i woke up, i tried to get back to the dream again but it was hard. I know this will never come true but just being in the dream is good enough. Do you believe that if you dream hard enough, some things might must come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was smoking and drinking away that night, my eyes caught his, and somehow i think his eyes caught mine and he smiled. i smiled back and turned away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever found the one &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've dreamed of all your life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'd do anything to look in their eyes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you finally found the one you've given your heart to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only to find that one won't give their heart to you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever closed your eyes and Dreamed that they were there &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all you can do is wait for that day when they will care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-5995359453604215312?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/5995359453604215312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=5995359453604215312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5995359453604215312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/5995359453604215312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/12/have-you-ever.html' title='Have you ever...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXVghrV4awI/AAAAAAAAAAY/UkYe7j-YoI8/s72-c/manhunt25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-339481408296030930</id><published>2006-12-02T16:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T03:31:31.454+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the gay life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXET6bV4avI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iWI3DsQF4cw/s1600-h/hungigorce667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003802555478207218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXET6bV4avI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iWI3DsQF4cw/s320/hungigorce667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been suffering from a breakout because of the sudden change in weather and probably because i have been indulging myself with lotsa different food. I couldnt be bothered much actually but when people around me (who happen to be gay boys) tell me that my complexion is worse than before, not as nice as before im starting to get worried. This air steward himself told me, "the 1st time i saw u, u looked normal, the 2nd time i saw u, you became more buff and u look so tanned and hot, now u are back to normal again and your complexions worse". Now now, this got me really worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit ive been sleeping late, partying and drinking lots and i cant seem to stop. Whats there to do during the weekends anyway? I dont even have a boyfriend!!! and my friends love to club. Well thats not the main point, thing is, in the gay world once u look alil worse or alil not so defined as before, people will start talking about it. So what if your thoughts have matured or even your intellectual level has increased? People wouldnt care much about those. Gay life = superficial and i think this will always be the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was clubbing the other day and my friend just touched my stomach area and he said, "needs more training". sometimes i wonder, does a 6 pack really mean so much to us? Well, for me i cant be bothered. If a guy likes me i guess he should like whatever packs i have on my body. I havent been working out for a week. Yes im on holidays and im kinda lazy and i wana enjoy life, but, if i dont keep up whos going to look at me? If my face looks bad already, maybe by having a nicer body, people will just give me a pity shag? lol........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i was hanging out with my friends at a bar and trust me, not many people were looking at me. Maybe im used to getting some attention here and there.. but nobody came to speak to me. Well except for this friend whom i just got to know online. We recognised each other. He came up and talked to me and he was really sweet. But i was scared to face him. I wouldnt want him to see my face clearly even in the dark. Well before i went off, i did say bye to him and im sure he might not want to meet me again even though i told him lets catch up soon. I went off feeling horrible. just as i was waiting for a taxi, i saw another couple before me, catching the taxi together and i just pity myself for going home alone, feeling so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home and indulged in food again. I felt good. And i called my ex boyfriend to complain. He was telling me i should stop craving for attention. And he thinks im having some self-confidence issue and he was telling me only i can help myself this time round. I dont know why these 2 weeks i seem to become so desperate. i just want to know more guys, well not for sex at all surprisingly but i just want to hug and kiss them and get showered with some attention. Sigh maybe thats not going to work afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gay life is surprisingly quite hard to lead when u lack self confidence. And i believe self confidence comes from within. So no matter how bad i look, with some self confidence im sure i will be able to survive this life. And ive been given one month to prove to my friend i can be HOT again. I need to go to the gym like soon... but i am.......... Lazy!!! all the best to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great HOT weekend guys! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-339481408296030930?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/339481408296030930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=339481408296030930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/339481408296030930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/339481408296030930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/12/gay-life.html' title='the gay life'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6s4H5qOkpSA/RXET6bV4avI/AAAAAAAAAAM/iWI3DsQF4cw/s72-c/hungigorce667.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-2630697112768318193</id><published>2006-11-25T01:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T01:54:27.457+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some clarification</title><content type='html'>Hey guys im just going back to my home back in some part of Asia to visit my family and friends =) I will still be coming back to Aussie land again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well im still getting used to the hot weather here and seriously havent got out of my house yet after i arrived here! I definitely miss the cool Melbourne weather and everything hot back there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, these will be the hot stuff i'll be seeing around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/1600/145995/sweat_stint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/320/645112/sweat_stint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/1600/516141/3-14427-7605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/320/418603/3-14427-7605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/1600/14267/10272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/320/285287/10272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/1600/162262/0000055586_11466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/320/906180/0000055586_11466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/1600/468639/df3r4t5yuj61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/320/407841/df3r4t5yuj61.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/1600/918624/h_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/320/883606/h_7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asian guys hot? what do u reckon?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great hot, sex filled weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-2630697112768318193?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/2630697112768318193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=2630697112768318193' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/2630697112768318193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/2630697112768318193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/just-some-clarification.html' title='Just some clarification'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-4519245146798481197</id><published>2006-11-24T20:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T20:07:18.403+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/1600/553949/normal_butts7894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/1242/4234/320/896689/normal_butts7894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I MISS AUSTRALIA!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;it will be months before im back again, meanwhile i will be missing the sight of hot aussie guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;although theres no sex and no exciting happenings or guys in my life... im quite happy though =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-4519245146798481197?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/4519245146798481197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=4519245146798481197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4519245146798481197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/4519245146798481197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-miss-australia-it-will-be-months.html' title=''/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116409458504437325</id><published>2006-11-21T17:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T18:36:25.423+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A great weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3200/3826/1600/310142/P1010016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3200/3826/320/373009/P1010016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great weekend in Sydney =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with this guy ive been communicating with for weeks and finally, i got the chance to see him! It was great to finally spend the weekend together.. partying, chilling out, cuddling, making out, having great sex and getting to know each other better. For me, this trip represents many first times. My first time getting high and wasted in another way, my first time opening up to a stranger and trying out so many new stuff together and the first time after so many months getting emotional over a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant deny the fact that i do like him. Hes sweet, nice, caring, adventurous, spontaneous and hot! And i think he feels the same way about me too. But why the fuck do we have to be in different states? I dont know what will come out if it... but i do want to keep in contact with him and i will definitely want to see him again. Some of u might think that its just a one night stand, but it definitely is not. I think we connected in many ways and i just felt there was something special going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so trashed, tired and kinda depressed now. Well its all part of having a big weekend. But it was definitely worth it. As i was on the plane, i kept thinking of the times we spent together and i cant stop the tears from flowing (sounds emotional i know). I just closed my eyes and tried to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive always thought of Sydney as a place of nothing but sex and party. Now, theres definitely a different dimension to it! No matter what happens next, i will definitely remember this wonderful weekend we shared and he'll always remain special to me... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116409458504437325?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116409458504437325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116409458504437325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116409458504437325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116409458504437325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/great-weekend.html' title='A great weekend'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116343267572242825</id><published>2006-11-14T02:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:44:35.916+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite actor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/julian6~0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/julian6%7E0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julian Dana William McMahon (born &lt;a title="July 27" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/July_27"&gt;July 27&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="1968" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1968"&gt;1968&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="Sydney, New South Wales" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sydney,_New_South_Wales"&gt;Sydney, New South Wales&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Australia" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australia"&gt;Australia&lt;/a&gt;) is an &lt;a title="Australian" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Australian"&gt;Australian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Actor" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Actor"&gt;actor&lt;/a&gt; and former fashion model.&lt;br /&gt;Julian McMahon is the 2nd of the three children of Sir &lt;a title="William McMahon" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_McMahon"&gt;William McMahon&lt;/a&gt;, the former Australian Prime Minister, and his wife Sonia, Lady McMahon. He was educated at &lt;a title="Sydney Grammar School" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sydney_Grammar_School"&gt;Sydney Grammar School&lt;/a&gt;, a private boys' school. He briefly studied Law at the &lt;a title="University of Sydney" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/University_of_Sydney"&gt;University of Sydney&lt;/a&gt; and Economics at the &lt;a title="University of Wollongong" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/University_of_Wollongong"&gt;University of Wollongong&lt;/a&gt;, but this bored him and he started a successful modeling career. Because of this, he became known in the fashion capitals &lt;a title="Milan" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milan"&gt;Milan&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="New York City" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_City"&gt;New York&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Rome" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rome"&gt;Rome&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a title="Paris" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paris"&gt;Paris&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/Julian-McMahon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/Julian-McMahon.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to a career as a &lt;a title="Model (person)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Model_(person)"&gt;fashion model&lt;/a&gt;, McMahon began an acting career at an early age in &lt;a title="Home and Away" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Home_and_Away"&gt;Home and Away&lt;/a&gt;. He appeared in the &lt;a title="Dannii Minogue" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dannii_Minogue"&gt;Dannii Minogue&lt;/a&gt; music video for, 'This is It'. His first role in American television was on the &lt;a title="Soap opera" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Soap_opera"&gt;soap opera&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Another World (TV series)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Another_World_(TV_series)"&gt;Another World&lt;/a&gt;, playing "Ian Rain" from &lt;a title="1993" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1993"&gt;1993&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a title="1995" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1995"&gt;1995&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Nominated for the &lt;a title="Golden Globe" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Golden_Globe"&gt;Golden Globe&lt;/a&gt; award for "Best Actor in a Television Series - Drama" in &lt;a title="2005" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2005"&gt;2005&lt;/a&gt; for his role as &lt;a title="Christian Troy" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian_Troy"&gt;Christian Troy&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="Nip/Tuck" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nip/Tuck"&gt;Nip/Tuck&lt;/a&gt;. He also played "Dr. Michael Walsh" in the movie &lt;a title="Magenta (film)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Magenta_(film)"&gt;Magenta&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="1996" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1996"&gt;1996&lt;/a&gt;, "Mick Dooley" in Wet and Wild Summer! (a.k.a. Exchange Lifeguards) in &lt;a title="1992" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1992"&gt;1992&lt;/a&gt;, "Sheriff Hayes" in In Quiet Night (a.k.a. You Belong to Me Forever) in &lt;a title="1998" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1998"&gt;1998&lt;/a&gt;, "George Simian" in the &lt;a title="Psychological thriller" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychological_thriller"&gt;psychological thriller&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Chasing Sleep" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chasing_Sleep"&gt;Chasing Sleep&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="2000" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2000"&gt;2000&lt;/a&gt;, "David Cameron" in the &lt;a title="Made for TV movie" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Made_for_TV_movie"&gt;made for TV movie&lt;/a&gt; Another World in &lt;a title="2001" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2001"&gt;2001&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/pic04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/pic04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also landed the role of &lt;a title="Supervillain" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Supervillain"&gt;supervillain&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Doctor Doom" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doctor_Doom"&gt;Doctor Doom&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a title="Fantastic Four (2005 movie)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fantastic_Four_(2005_movie)"&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a title="2005" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2005"&gt;2005&lt;/a&gt; film adaptation of the comic book series of the same name, which was incredibley successful at the box office. Because of this, McMahon has been signed to reprise his role as Doom in the sequel in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;From 1996–2000 he starred in all four seasons of the NBC drama &lt;a title="Profiler (TV series)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Profiler_(TV_series)"&gt;Profiler&lt;/a&gt; as Agent John Grant. Julian also played &lt;a title="Cole Turner" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cole_Turner"&gt;Cole Turner&lt;/a&gt; aka &lt;a title="Belthazor" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Belthazor"&gt;Belthazor&lt;/a&gt; on the WB's supernatural show &lt;a title="Charmed" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charmed"&gt;Charmed&lt;/a&gt; from 2000 to 2003, starring in two and half seasons of the show, and guest-starring afterwards in the &lt;a title="The Seven Year Witch (Charmed episode)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Seven_Year_Witch_(Charmed_episode)"&gt;150th episode&lt;/a&gt; and appearing in four episodes as film footage. McMahon was also a finalist for the role of James Bond in the upcoming film Casino Royale but lost the bidding to Daniel Craig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ive been watching previous seasons of Nip tuck recently and i think Julian Mcmahon is fucking hot and hes an aussie too! Yum!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116343267572242825?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116343267572242825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116343267572242825' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116343267572242825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116343267572242825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-favourite-actor.html' title='My favourite actor'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116334658100281724</id><published>2006-11-13T02:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T02:49:41.013+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran outta inspiration...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/tanning4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/tanning4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;These buns qualify as tangy hot buns!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've ran outta inspiration of what to write for my blog!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright maybe not...  Last night i had sex with this guy, well the whole thing was totally cool. we planned to meet up first and had drinks and see whether we liked each other. The thing about doing this i realise is much better than just meeting up, look at each other, start fucking, cum and go. When we chatted, we sorta understood each other better and had better chemistry in bed i think. Its like all the sexual tension is accumulated and released during a later sex session. Well some people however prefer to get to know the other party better AFTER sex. They believe that having small chats before will spoil the fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which do u think you are? the sort who likes to know the guy better 1st or know the guys dick/ass/body better first?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway as i was waiting for a tram home, i witnessed these gang of hooligan like people coming down the tram and one of them got down and started shouting at this woman who apparently knocked into him. He was fat and drunk and he raised his hand at the woman. Her boyfriend pushed her up the tram and tried to shield her away from the drunked guy. Meanwhile, another guy boarding the tram just helped by trying to push the guy away and he got punched. I felt sorry for him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But i was really impressed with the boyfriend. The fact that he protected her just touched me. Like, if i was in that situation, will my boyfriend chicken out and run away, will he run up and just leave me behind or will he be my hero.. my superman.. my spiderman whatever... I hope my superman will appear someday and make me fly with him over the skies and we'll kiss among the stars (eewww... lame i know!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great week guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: I didnt watch idol today due to some unforeseen circumstances but i do hope Jess and Damien will still be in......... Dean is just a pretty boy and i dont think i'll buy his album.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116334658100281724?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116334658100281724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116334658100281724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116334658100281724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116334658100281724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/ran-outta-inspiration.html' title='Ran outta inspiration...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116314518940843168</id><published>2006-11-10T18:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T18:53:09.420+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheated.. maybe not.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/piu11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/piu11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i was supposed to meet this guy somewhere for some fun afew days ago. He didnt turn up. But i had my own fun. He messaged me afew days later telling me he was there but he was caught up with other guys. Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this guy added me on his MSN and he started chatting with me, bla bla.. and even showing me himself on webcam. He was the young, tall, blonde and tanned kinda surfer guy.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt that keen, but he wanted to meet me up for some speedo fun. We agreed to meet up somewhere near my place on a certain afternoon. i textd and called him before i went, but he did not reply at all. Well i thought there was a possibility that his phone had some problem so i just went to the meeting place (it was only a 10 min walk). He didnt turn up at all. I was not disappointed at all, well maybe just abit cos i was kinda looking forward to getting into his speedos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever experienced something along the lines of these? Its irritating isnt it, how some people can actually bother to cheat people to make them come all the way and dont turn up. Such fuckers seriously. Maybe they just chickened out. These people really need to make up their minds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished my exams. Wooohoooo! Went to the gym today and i saw S, this guy i was quite close to sometime ago. He was a mini hunk then, now after months of hard work, he has become the big muscular guy that he always wanted to be. We used to go out and have sex afew times. He was very sweet to me. Somehow, i kinda got bored of him. Well after seeing his bigger chest and really big biceps, i kinda got alil turned on. But of course i didnt ask him for sex. I told him i'll catch up with him at the gym this weekend. Later on, when i was shopping for groceries at Safeway, i saw him again. He saw me and sorta whispered something and walked away. He was following behind this weird looking guy. I pretended to search for some food and pretended to bump into him. S dragged me to one side, and whispered,"im seeing this guy now, dont let him see us talking" and then he pretended im some total stranger and walked away. I looked at that weird guy he was with, he seemed dominant although my friend was muscly. That guy looked weird. Some asian looking dark guy, kinda old, with a tummy. He wasnt CUTE at all and i knew S digged cute hot asian boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into S in the toilet again. He told me he would tell me the whole story over the weekend. Well i dont really care either. Just felt weird why he would want to pretend he didnt see me at the supermarket. It isnt wrong to talk to friends even if you are with your date/bf. Maybe the date just has this jealousy thing going on. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its okay that i didnt get to meet up with any of those 2 guys for sex. Its okay that S is dating someone else. Im just happy being myself and leading my life. I cant wait for next week to come... im going on a HOLIDAY..... its a secret.. tell u guys more next time =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116314518940843168?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116314518940843168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116314518940843168' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116314518940843168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116314518940843168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/cheated-maybe-not.html' title='Cheated.. maybe not.'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116297734299497974</id><published>2006-11-08T19:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:30:09.296+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Talk?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;i wish i was in melbourne - i could help you relieve study tension,&lt;br /&gt;you know, help you concentrate on the really hard things,&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;it is hard, isn't it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;and getting a bit sticky"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;"thinking about you in black speedos&lt;br /&gt;thinking about how your hot dick is showing through as it gets harder&lt;br /&gt;thinking about sucking the sticky head through your speedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;and slipping my fingers down the back into your hot moist crack, then running my hands up and tweaking your nips"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;"i know you're studying in yr dick stickers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;they're holding yr sweet tight ass so firmly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;man i can't wait to run my tongue over yr ass and into yr crack, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:130%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you lick getting yr ass eaten?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;"yeah - at that speedo sex party - started out dancing, getting sexy, rubbing my dick in his crack - then we went in the dark room and i sucked his dick through the speedo, then slid his speedo down just below his sexy buns, bent him forward and fucked him up against the wall"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;"i think sydney has a lot of boys with race issues too, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;i mean i've met 3 guys from fridae this year, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;they all said the same thing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;that on gaydar guys will chat and flirt right up until they realise the guy is asian,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think that sucks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"but then, i love fuking with asian guys and white guys and brown guys and black guys, &lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;for me race as such isn't the thing - it's more about whether an individual body and face are attractive, and then it's about skin and touch and sensuality, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;and some asian guys have the most beauiful skin on earth - i could lick and suck for hours"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PS: thats his opinions! dont sue me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/1philip_strong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/1philip_strong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116297734299497974?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116297734299497974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116297734299497974' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116297734299497974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116297734299497974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/dirty-talk.html' title='Dirty Talk?'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116297086979589415</id><published>2006-11-08T18:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T18:27:49.806+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Real or FaKe Gaydar profile?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/4198985_571507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/4198985_571507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/4198985_401263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/4198985_401263.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/4198985_139971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/4198985_139971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He actually typed this himself have a look:"IM BASICALLY LOOKING FOR A FEMM (NOT TRANNY OR DRAG) GUY.... I KINDA HAVE A THING FOR REALLY FEMM GUYS, SOMEONE I CAN LOOK AFTER AND PAMPER LIKE THE PRINCESS THEY ASPIRE TO BE! I HAVE A LOT OF LOVE TO OFFER AND WOULD LOVE TO SHARE IT WITH THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE, IF I DONT REPLY TO YOU ITS EITHER BECAUSE IVE RAN OUTTA MESSAGES OR YOUR NOT MY TYPE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yum can i be your lil princess xav? But im not too femme though. lol.  Maybe thats why he trains so hard for a big body so that he can be the knight in shining armour to save his damsel in distress..  Hes a bit too big though, but if he wants to spread his love to me, anytime baby! .................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116297086979589415?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116297086979589415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116297086979589415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116297086979589415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116297086979589415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/real-or-fake-gaydar-profile.html' title='Real or FaKe Gaydar profile?'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116288257089299001</id><published>2006-11-07T17:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:56:10.903+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Some random hotties for a lazy Mel Cup Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/a005_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/a005_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/4094607_243109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/4094607_243109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/100_3141c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/100_3141c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/cc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/100_0737.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/100_0737.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/sexy_mec_du_13_juin_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/sexy_mec_du_13_juin_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116288257089299001?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116288257089299001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116288257089299001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116288257089299001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116288257089299001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-random-hotties-for-lazy-mel-cup.html' title='Some random hotties for a lazy Mel Cup Day!'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116274557167970498</id><published>2006-11-06T02:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T03:52:51.726+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Times like these...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/3428339_297311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/3428339_297311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time like these, when i wish i could just hide under the blanket and just sleep for as long as i want and dont need to wake up and worry about stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im kinda depressed and stressed. Stressed about exams. Depressed about some guy not calling me. Worried about being single because everybody around me is getting all sweet and attached. Havent had sex for one week, i think theres too much unreleased sexual tension inside me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it totally when he doesnt answer my calls/smses. what can he be doing da whole day? whats the use of a handphone then? well.. i just dont get it. I hate the feeling of waiting and waiting. Ive had enough. I will try my best to move on and not think so much. A guy who makes me wait, is he worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been studying much. i dont know what the fuck have i been doing really. Life seems like in a mess, but i do hope tomorrow will be a better day, a better week =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Does anyone watch Australian Idol at all? Damien and Jess had better not get out tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I'm lost in the rain, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In your eyes I know I'll find the light to light my way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when I'm scared and losing ground; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When my world is going crazy, you can turn it all around. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116274557167970498?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116274557167970498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116274557167970498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116274557167970498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116274557167970498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/times-like-these.html' title='Times like these...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116254143152035216</id><published>2006-11-03T18:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T19:10:31.530+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Horizon Aussiebum</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/P1010002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/P1010005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/P1010007.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/P1010011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/P1010012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116254143152035216?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116254143152035216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116254143152035216' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116254143152035216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116254143152035216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/horizon-aussiebum.html' title='Horizon Aussiebum'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116247623157635909</id><published>2006-11-03T00:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T01:56:32.640+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/Oh_My_BY_Nectar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Michael Vartan is fuck hot... what dya reckon?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im glad i made the right decision cause halfway throughout the concert, my friend texted me and said the orgy was shit boring. lol. i felt relieved. Well but im not so lucky all the time. Some decisions ive made in the past were shit while some were great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, we have to make decisions all the time. Deciding our career path, deciding what to do on a Saturday night, deciding whether we should get together with this wonderful guy and even deciding what we should eat. Sometimes, we regret our decisions made but we cant turn back time anymore. That's why i tell myself most of the times that we should live for the moment. just go for it and take risks. how would you know you might not succeed if you have not taken that risk? So i say, do whatever you want to do and dont regret it later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez my writing sucks. somehow my thoughts cant translate into words when im typing it out. So im sorry if you dont really understand what im talking about. I havent had sex for like 5 days and im feeling itchy. Oral sex few days ago was not included. To me, sex means hard core banging, sweating and pounding. Oral sex just doesnt do wonders for me. I think i have to learn to appreciate oral sex someday. Maybe i just need a guy who really knows how to blow. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, although i talk about sex all the time, yeh i admit i have quite a high sex drive, but deep inside, im just a simple guy seeking love. Im not kidding. I was just chatting on the phone last night and i was telling my friend how people nowadays use the word LOVE so easily. "oh i met that guy 3 days ago and now im in love with him". thats infactuation sister. Maybe lust. My friend told me he doesnt believe in love at first sight. To me, it only happens in Cinderella stories. How i wish i was Hilary Duff in that Cinderella Story and Chad MM was my prince. But thats not possible. Anyway for me, ive only loved one person in my life and thats my ex boyfriend. I believe love doesnt happen instantly, love takes time to grow. So i'll never use the word Love easily again... except maybe when i tell some hot guy, "i'll love you to fuck me"!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u think love happens instantly? do u believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope i make the right decisions next time. Even if its wrong and i cant turn back time, i just have to accept the fact and look ahead. Have a great weekend guys, i do hope i get my weekend sex soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: thats not me below!!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/1442b9707e46fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/1442b9707e46fe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116247623157635909?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116247623157635909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116247623157635909' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116247623157635909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116247623157635909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/decisions.html' title='Decisions...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116237064351831255</id><published>2006-11-01T19:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:44:03.530+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma...</title><content type='html'>I was in a dilemma... but now ive made a decision!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was between an orgy party vs a last minute concert.&lt;br /&gt;Gay friend asked me to an orgy party. another friend backed out last minute for a John Mayer concert. I was torn. Ive never been to both. But well i might never get a chance to have a free concert ticket again so ive decided......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the concert i go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well orgies are unsafe! Thats a good excuse eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think ive made the right choice? If you were me which would u have chosen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/...apollo...my312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/...apollo...my312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A hottie can always wait for me.... =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116237064351831255?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116237064351831255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116237064351831255' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116237064351831255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116237064351831255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/11/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116227698657138040</id><published>2006-10-31T16:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T17:43:06.580+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Exam Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/237615046_216bec21ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/237615046_216bec21ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Guys in trunks simply make my day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh guys, i have an exam tmr and its totally stressing me out. I feel totally unprepared. Well im about 70% done with my revision but i just feel so inadequate if you know what i mean. and now im sorta having a cold =S &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On another note, im happy to receive comments from people on my entries. Im glad that people are starting to read my blog and what i write. And thanks to shaney, hes the first to add me to his list of blogs. and hes hot too! lol...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well yesterday the guy whos attached (read previous entries) asked me to dominate him again. He was telling me to be rough and try to dominate him as much as i could. So i met him up and the game started. Thing is, i tried to be in control, but he wanted to be in control as well. I tried to make him do somethings, but instead, he tried to control the situation and make me do things which he wanted to do (eg: he liked to be down on his knees giving head jobs). I tried to control it in a way which he will like it, but instead hes now the one whos in control. I enjoyed the session because he was kinda my type of hot aussie but he came too soon before i could even fuck him. Damn. But i was kinda annoyed by the fact that he was the one who wanted me to dominate, but instead he controlled the whole situation.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being in control is not my cup of tea. I would rather be dominated by a man. But on the other hand, sometimes i want to dominate things. I like to dominate some conversations, i like to control some situations to go my way. Im sure sometimes in life, we take charge and sometimes others do. But for now, im pretty much in control of everything in my life, besides the fact that sometimes im being dominated when having sex. Deep inside, i wish sometimes someone could control my life in a way. Im kinda needy sometimes and i wouldnt mind a hot guy telling me what to do in bed and outside. I want my man to make most decisions on where to go, what to eat, what to do. sometimes he would be nice and ask for my opinions too. I guess im more into the blokish kinda guy than the sensitive new age guy. But its hard to find guys who would take charge and be dominant these days. Even tops who claim they hate being fucked still enjoy being bottom sometimes. Well thats another story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish i could de-stress right now with a dominant guy on my bed... BUT the right thing to do now is to keep my books company!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116227698657138040?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116227698657138040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116227698657138040' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116227698657138040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116227698657138040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/pre-exam-stress.html' title='Pre-Exam Stress'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116219796754926900</id><published>2006-10-30T19:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:46:07.570+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My new Aussiebums</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/real01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/real01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lurve aussiebums and i just got my 1st aussiebum swim wear recently. Ive had aussiebum undies before and they are so comfy. Not only is the delivery fast but even the goods are of great quality! Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea i took a pic of myself in my platinum aussiebums...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/P1010019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116219796754926900?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116219796754926900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116219796754926900' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116219796754926900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116219796754926900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-new-aussiebums.html' title='My new Aussiebums'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116219729031523787</id><published>2006-10-30T19:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T19:34:50.326+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Race Matter To You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/normal_foam-sept06-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/normal_foam-sept06-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/normal_DSC_0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;These pics are totally for illustrative purposes =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I was introduced to N’s friends, I realized that two of them were a couple. One was a pretty good looking aussie guy, the other guy was kinda not that good looking and of a different race, if I was being mean, he looked like an older perverted looking guy. I know I shouldn’t be that judgemental but I just couldn’t help it so I asked my friend why that good looking guy would be with the other guy. N told me his friend liked much older guys of a different race. When we were at the club, his good looking friend got quite a lot of attention from people around, but his eyes were only for his boyfriend as they kissed and danced away. That made me ponder, “Do all gays go for looks? Do they all go for the stereotyped hot, great muscular body and handsome faces?” I thought all gays are as superficial as me but I was wrong. Personality definitely played a big part in this case. Maybe the other guy was a really nice guy. Whatever it is, I do envy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having Asian Chinese mixed origins, I don’t often get many hot aussie guys I desire for. Many of them message me saying they think im hot and my pictures are great. Most of the time I reply them telling them im Asian and asked if they mind, so that both parties wont be led on. Some of them reply saying sorry that’s not their cup of tea. Some of them were surprisingly nice and said it doesn’t matter to them at all. Does race really matter when you get to know someone even for friendship or sex? It definitely does from what I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I was in Australia, I was living in Asia and I totally dig Asian guys and didn’t even look at Caucasian guys. My impression of Caucasian guys was based on what one of my friends told me. He was mixed and really hot among Caucasians. They treated him like a queen. And my friend loved to be shagged by Caucasian men. He was telling me his wallet, watch and even mobile were given to him as presents by Caucasian men. He told me they were generous and they were like his sugar daddy. So when I was approached by one of his Caucasian friends who seemed really interested to take me back to my hotel, I was tempted but skeptical. In the end, I decided not to. Well main reason was because I didn’t want my friends to look at me differently and furthermore he wasn’t my type. If that situation were to happen to me now , I really wonder what I would do. Anyway, all that impression and stereotypes I had about Caucasians were totally wrong when I got to know them better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came to Australia, liking Caucasian men eventually became my thing. It was kind of gradual but it all hit me this year. Hot aussie guys, aussie guys on telly, aussie guys on adverts, aussie guys all around. I just fell in love with them. I suddenly stopped looking at asian guys so much. Friends started calling me a “potato” lover. But liking Aussies aint easy because I am of a different race. Its sad but true. It just had to do with their preferences. Just like when I was back home, everyone was asian, why would I like someone who was of a different race? I would definitely prefer someone whos pretty much similar to me (back then). I guess that applies to the aussies as well. Why would they want to be with Asians when they can happily settle down with someone who’s similar to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its all about embracing diversity. I suddenly realized that I like having someone different beside me. It’s just like some aussies here who only go for asian guys. They just prefer someone of a different skin tone or perhaps someone who’s more submissive as what Asians are typically stereotyped as. That’s so not true by the way. Anyway, for those people who really don’t care about race and treats everyone equally, good on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those people who have been reading my blog, thinking im some hot aussie, sorry to disappoint you guys. I would love to be an aussie anytime but im not. And im loving my mixed heritage of being half Chinese and British though I look and talk more like a Asian Chinese. So at the end of the day, for me, as long as you look deliciously hot, I wouldn’t mind your race. But having an Aussie boyfriend has always been a dream and I wouldn’t mind it coming true =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: If you do have any hot single Aussie friends who are cool with a pretty hot Asian mixed guy, tell me immediately… lol. And don’t stop reading my blog guys just because ive revealed my race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have been searching too desperately. I guess if I don’t expect so much, things might just happen. Ah well, that’s life.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116219729031523787?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116219729031523787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116219729031523787' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116219729031523787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116219729031523787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/does-race-matter-to-you.html' title='Does Race Matter To You?'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116212996661322359</id><published>2006-10-30T00:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:26:03.710+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/Ljunberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/Ljunberg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well my weekend started out with a bang. I hooked up with a hot aussie guy on Friday night. He was really my type and i would do anything for him to be my boyfriend. But he wasnt the boyfriend type of guy. From our conversation, i could tell he got bored of guys really fast and he wasnt the sort who would really bother or go all out for a guy. One thing though, i dont really like guys who dont kiss or kiss badly. Im a sucker for kissing, and it really turns me on big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we hooked up, we were talking online and he did not give me his number (some guys just love to be discreet, thats something i dont understand at all). Fine, he gave me clear directions to his place. i took 20 minutes walking around his neighbourhood before finding it. I dont think im that dumb. But i think im not going to bother travelling next time anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda bored after sex, i was pondering what i was going to do that friday night. I called N (whom i blogged about previously) and asked what was he up to. He was going out to club and i was so tempted to go, although i knew i shouldnt because of my upcoming exams THIS coming week. But i went ahead since i knew i wouldnt have the mood to study either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met N's friends as well. It was all cool. As we were dancing, i caught someone looking at me... Yes he was this Frederik Ljungberg lookalike (refer to the pic above) He smiled and i smiled back. But i didnt wana appear desperate so i didnt want to keep looking at him. We continued to dance and chilled and the night went on well. I saw FL lookalike again and i sorta said hi since i knew he wont really make the 1st move. We chatted. Hes from Sweden and hes on holiday. I love it because he was smoking and drinking his beer. BLOKISH! Ah and he was asking whether N was my boyfriend cause i seemed to keep following him around. Later on we kissed and he asked where was i going tonight. He hinted to me that i could go to his hotel or my place. I told him i would think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, i went to dance with N. N met some of his other friends and one of his italian friends danced with him and they started kissing right in front of me. talk about showing respect to your friends. They should have just gone to the corner of the club. I continued dancing but i was kinda pissed because that italian guy just wont let N go and kept kissing him. It was fucking ridiculous.l&lt;br /&gt;I just left. I admit that i was kinda jealous but it further proved to me that N was just a big player. I went to look for my FL lookalike and told him i was going off and asked if he wanted to come. He agreed. before i left the club, i walked to N and told him i was going off, and he kept hinting that i should stay on with him so i could go home with him etc. I was like nah im not interested. He kissed me before i went. nice kiss but i didnt feel anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Frederik (sorry for using his name, just let me indulge in my own fantasy) went home and we started making out and had sex (well not the full on thing cos we were both kinda wasted). We showered and slept. It was so nice to sleep naked with another guy covered in the warm blankets admist the cold windy weather. The best part was he was cuddling me all night.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, i felt him teasing my hole and my cock and he rimmed my ass so well and pounded me hard. After that, we laid in bed and continued our sleep. Thats what i really need. A good nights sleep and cuddle and sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent time together after that having lunch and walking around the city. As we said bye to each other, i felt sad and i could see from his eyes that he was kinda reluctant to let me go, but thats life. We kissed in the lift and later, we kissed at the tram stop before i got up the tram. I bet many people were shocked to see us kissing. It was sweet =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N called the next day and apologised. I didnt care anymore. He can have fun with as many boys as he wants. Im over him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116212996661322359?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116212996661322359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116212996661322359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116212996661322359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116212996661322359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116179613134206835</id><published>2006-10-26T02:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T03:08:51.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much sex?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/IMG_2300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/IMG_2300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must confess that ive been having too much sex. 3 guys in 2 days WTF! I must stop this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st guy was yesterday afternoon. He was top and he sprayed way too much cologne on his dick area. And i kept smelling that scent around me until i showered. He loved pushing his cock into my mouth and sitting on my face with his smooth ass. He fucked me and pounded me in a doggie position and came. Well it was pretty much a fuck and go thing. There wasnt much chemistry between us. Well he said i had a tight ass though. Thats very true. &lt;strong&gt;6.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/IMG_9699.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/IMG_9699.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd guy was this early afternoon. He was sorta my type blonde and big. And he had his speedos on. Yum. But after some foreplay i knew he wanted me to fuck him. He loved the way i rimmed his hot ass and his ass was smooth as well. I couldnt wait to get my dick in him. I fucked him doggie style (yeh thats the default position for me) and i didnt feel much friction at first until he started squeezing his ass cheeks muscles. Turns me on more. And as i fucked him we both looked in the mirror to see how hot we were. We got into our final half doggie and half him on top position. It was kinda awkward for me as he was bigger size than me and he was like squashing me. But in the end i pumped him so hard he came (ON MY SHEETS). I was like FUCK why did u come on my sheets, well i didnt say it out loud of course. But he really came alot though. And he was nice to let me continue to fuck him even though he came already. &lt;strong&gt;7.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/IMG_0964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/IMG_0964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well i went to the gym later on and Mr Kink texted me and asked if i was horny enough to go over for some fun. And so i went. (My wireless screwed up hence i lost the 2 paragraphs i wrote, shall summarise it then). It was mostly a similar ritual as what we did previously but this time round he took his time and slowly stripped and undressed me and he added some spanking as well. Ouch! And as he was fucking me, i suddenly had this idea of him covering my mouth. I remembered him saying my moaning would make him cum faster. I took his hands to cover my mouth and tried to moan louder. As im moaning louder, the harder he tried to cover my mouth with his hands and the more turned on he was. He fucked and he came. i sucked his dick after he took out the condom, which i normally dont do but learning to appreciate how nice it is. &lt;strong&gt;8.5/10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im having way too much sex in my opinion and i guess the only way to help myself is by practising self-control. But i get so horny whenever i wake up! Mr Kink told me he thinks hes having too much sex and he has sex only like twice a week! Well for this week i already had three and i think this must stop. Also, i must stop being a bottom, i need to maintain a tight ass! lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do u think u are having too much/too lil sex?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116179613134206835?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116179613134206835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116179613134206835' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116179613134206835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116179613134206835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/too-much-sex.html' title='Too much sex?'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116169956222495414</id><published>2006-10-25T00:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T00:19:22.230+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a teaser</title><content type='html'>Well thats me, ive always wanted to take a sexy picture of myself and today finally i had the chance to invite the famous photographer to my place for a hot photo shoot... hes Mr Timer, efficient but takes time to set up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its kinda amateur but well its the 1st and maybe more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/P1010007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what do u reckon?.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116169956222495414?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116169956222495414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116169956222495414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116169956222495414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116169956222495414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-teaser.html' title='Just a teaser'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116152767285597328</id><published>2006-10-22T23:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T00:34:32.870+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Role Play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/goodies_lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/goodies_lrg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr Kink texted me the other day. Mr Kink is into blindfolds, kink and stuff like that. I was in school and was having a long long break and he texted me and he told me he was around my area. Feeling bored &amp; horny as well, i went home so that we could play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He texted me:"I want to do role play. U buzz me in and be in bed waiting.. pretend to be asleep... i come in... undress you and fuck you..." I was hard immediately. I quickly rushed home and washed up alil before he could come up. I was preparing the lube and condoms and placing them beside the bed and he buzzed me. I let him up and immediately went back to bed and pretend to sleep leaving my door slightly ajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could hear him coming in, putting down his briefcase and taking off his suit and then i slowly felt a manly hand on my ass and legs. slowly touching me all over. Suddenly i felt his tongue on my hole. It felt so good. But i had to pretend to be asleep. He turned me over and sucked my cock. I was rock hard and couldnt wait for him to fuck me good. He pushed his cock into my mouth when i was unaware. He was wet and hard and i knew he couldnt wait. He turned me over again and started lubing up my ass. He put on the condom and slided it in. He fucked me slowly and then started to speed up. I was "awake" by then. I was facing down and just moaning softly. He is someone who comes pretty quick and i sort of like that sometimes. When i started moaning loudly he banged me hard and came. He told me he was so turned on by my moaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love role plays by the way. Kinky and safe role plays tend to spice things up. I cant wait to role play with him again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116152767285597328?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116152767285597328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116152767285597328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116152767285597328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116152767285597328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/role-play.html' title='Role Play'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116118427152655996</id><published>2006-10-19T00:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T01:11:11.650+10:00</updated><title type='text'>More Gaydar Hotties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/sex4orsexmc646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/sex4orsexmc646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He looks so fierce i wish i could make him happier by licking his hot bod&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/sexyguycgn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/sexyguycgn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;His tatt and nipple piercing is totally hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/westealinglad166u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/westealinglad166u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Would love to see whats inside!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116118427152655996?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116118427152655996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116118427152655996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116118427152655996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116118427152655996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/more-gaydar-hotties.html' title='More Gaydar Hotties'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116110088779737561</id><published>2006-10-18T01:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T02:01:27.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna dance with somebody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/FRNT-If-This-Isnt-Love.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/FRNT-If-This-Isnt-Love.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a wonderful evening. Went out with N for dinner, movie and an evening walk. Dinner was at the river side, it was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the movie, we held hands. It made me fall deeper into that sweet lovey feeling. The evening walk was the best. The amazing night lights, the peaceful river and his company, it was just wonderful. We kissed and we did naughty stuff, well abit here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when i told him how much i wanted to date him, his reply made me upset. He said that he has told me many times that hes dating someone else and if what hes doing is leading me on, hes sorry. I know i should not hope for more. I do like him and he does like me, but theres another guy in the picture. But somehow i havent felt like the princess in the fairytale for a long time. Princesses in fairytales always get the prince. But not in my case. When can i ever learn to control my feelings. Ive always let my heart rule over my brain and that is definitely not a good thing. I always tend to put in some feelings even though its a fling. I just cant help it. Where is the "Paris Hilton" in me? I think i have not experienced such sweet feelings with a guy for a very long time. It has always been fuck, bang, sex-tisfaction and its all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for whinging so much. I just need to focus on what ive been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to learn to be a player... so i wont get hurt so much but on the other hand, thats not my nature. I just hope i wont be too distracted. Arghz im talking too much.... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So when the night falls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My lonely heart calls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh! wanna dance with somebody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna feel the heat with somebody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah! wanna dance with somebody&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With somebody who loves me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116110088779737561?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116110088779737561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116110088779737561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116110088779737561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116110088779737561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-wanna-dance-with-somebody.html' title='I wanna dance with somebody'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116106047101750290</id><published>2006-10-17T14:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T14:47:51.026+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Gaydar Guys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/barny_big_boyft871.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/barny_big_boyft871.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/frenchstripper.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/mckeowndjvo445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They look so fucking hot and yummy =) I'll continue posting pictures of hot gaydar guys... turns me on! Its good to know that these guys exist in real life! (maybe)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 1st guy is so boyfriend-material... wish he could cuddle me all night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd guy's body is so hot, you wish you could just lick his body all day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love the 3rd guy's big arms and guys who wear Aussiebums are hot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116106047101750290?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116106047101750290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116106047101750290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116106047101750290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116106047101750290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/hot-gaydar-guys.html' title='Hot Gaydar Guys...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116093238461507365</id><published>2006-10-16T01:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T03:13:04.683+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/summerloverHHzsJynN.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/summerloverHHzsJynN.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bored and suddenly i made an impulsive decision to club on a saturday night. And i asked someone whom i havent seen for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lets call him N. I met N about a yr ago at the club. It was sorta "like" at 1st sight. I was hopelessly looking at him and i was thinking to myself, "nah he wouldnt notice me". But when he looked at me, he sorta smiled and later on, i cant remember who started talking but we talked and talked and we ended up at the fast food restaurant and we kissed there.... did i tell u how hot it was to kiss at a public place and everyone was looking... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways we didnt progress much as i had to go overseas afew days later. And the next time we met when i was back, i asked him out to club and i stayed over at his place. I didnt think much about us as when i was away he was going out with afew guys. I just thought that he wanted to play around, just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time i saw him, it was at a club and we just chatted and we went outside and he hugged me. I thought he was drunk and i totally was not interested. He told me he thought i was busy with other guys and stuff like that. We kissed but i did not put in any feelings. But somehow i told him that i wanted to go out with him and we could start by going for a movie. He was cool about it but in the end, we didnt because he was busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, i asked him to go out to club and he was surprised because we havent been in contact for so long. But it was nice seeing him after so long. However, it was only when we started kissing that eveything came back. The first time we kissed, the nice feelings we used to have for each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD thing was hes dating someone. And he liked that guy pretty much. I was jealous. very jealous in fact. I told him to date me but he say he cant do that or else it would be unfair to the guy. Fine. I felt rather insecure on our way there and i know he could sense it. It was fun walking around, dancing and chilling out with him. I wanted to kiss him at the club but he stopped me as he said he didnt want his date to catch him kissing another guy. He explained that he didnt want to hurt his date. I felt annoyed but i had to deal with the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well but we did kiss bits in the toilet sometimes and it felt good. He said he could really communicate with that guy. But i could communicate with him as well... maybe on a different level? We do have our share of laughter and cheekiness. I felt there was a sexual bonding as well. Especially when we kiss. It was a mixture of slow, passionate and fast kisses and he loved me to provoke him using my tongue. I stayed over and there was no sex at all. Just kisses, cuddles and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive never really enjoyed sleeping with another guy on the same bed especially if its a stranger or not a close friend. but i felt so comfortable yesterday i just remembered we took turns hugging each other to sleep. Trust me, that kinda feeling makes u feel like staying in bed the whole day. And i clearly remembered, i told him i really liked him and he said he really liked me as well. And we were kissing deeply and he just said something like, "make sure this time we dont lose contact at all". I was happy but i know somehow things wont happen like i wanted things to. He said hes confused and he wanted some confirmation from the other guy first. So now im 2nd in consideration, great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to have this lovey dovey feeling sometimes. But knowing that this feeling wont last sucks. I called him today and that guy was over at his place. I was really jealous but what can i do? I just have to blame myself for not proving to him that i was serious and i didnt grab my opportunity earlier. Somehow im confused. Do i really want him? Or am i just jealous because he has another guy and i really want to own him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nice to look back at things and feel nostalgic once in awhile.... I dont know how this will go but we'll see. Maybe its just a sudden infactuation. Maybe the tables will be turned. Well moral of the story: grab the chance when you have it. i do miss him abit and i will be happy if he ever thinks about me... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't keep on waiting for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that you're still hesitating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't cry for me'cause I'll find my way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll wake up one day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But it'll be too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116093238461507365?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116093238461507365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116093238461507365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116093238461507365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116093238461507365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia...'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116076711335810841</id><published>2006-10-14T02:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T05:18:33.406+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/sydblokeW8Ou4ysO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/sydblokeW8Ou4ysO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOTNESS! But this aint the guy im talking about in this post =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently hooked up with a really hot guy (well in my opinion hes one of the hottest ive ever had  in Melbourne). i dont see why he thought i was hot though. Well i guess beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. I felt honoured anyway. Well heres how it went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He very much wanted to do it with me, but thing was he cant. He was attached. So the only thing we could do was tease each other. I could tell he was a nice guy from the way he speaks and stuff. And he loved his boyfriend very much and was together with him for X years but have not cheated on him before. but we were both horny. I felt bad and i told him that its totally up to him and he should not do it if he didnt want to. But he came over and fetched me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked so much better than the pic. Seriously, if he was single, i would definitely want to date him. He would be a great boyfriend. He seemed nervous but i tried to calm him down by talking to him. Eventually when we reached his place, the action started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was sucha great kisser. He kissed and foreplayed alot. And i know he wanted me to dominate him. He loved sucking my cock so much. and when i rimmed his hot ass and fingered him i could tell he loved it. When i put my cock inside him, he let out a loud moan and as i fucked him he moaned softly. I fucked him hard and it didnt take long for him to cum. It was HOT sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were wearing our clothes back on, he said he felt really guilty. I told him not to worry and assured him that it was just sex and he need not worry because im sure he would love his bf even more after this. I could see GUILT written all over his face. I felt really bad as well. I was thinking what if i was in his bf's shoes, how would i feel? Would i blame the other guy or would i blame my partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive cheated before as well. The 1st time i cheated on my boyfriend then whom i loved very much, i felt so much guilt i had to pour it out to him after afew days. And it felt bad. Though i was being honest but i hurt him in the end. and i promised not to cheat anymore. But when theres a first time, there will be a second. Men are all lusty, including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this guy will not cheat again though. The feeling of guilt inside you is very terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, If i had a boyfriend like him, would i still cheat? I wonder...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116076711335810841?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116076711335810841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116076711335810841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116076711335810841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116076711335810841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/guilt.html' title='Guilt?'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116042501863830345</id><published>2006-10-10T05:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T19:39:15.670+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever came when someone is fucking you? Did u enjoy it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/untitled.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/untitled.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: this is not me but i found this picture really hot i can see the outline of his dick yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the feeling of cumming when someone is fucking me. There were instances when some guys fucked me and i came within seconds after they entered me because i was so horny. Felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remembered i was being slowly fucked by my ex fuck buddy. It was his 1st time fucking me (he preferred me fucking him) and he was taking it really slow as his tool was huge. As he entered me from the back, i was slowly loosening up my tight ass for him and as he was fully inside and slowly moving his dick in and out, i looked down at my dick and realised it was very wet and there were loadsa pre-cum on the bed. I was shocked. And for the next 3 minutes, i was trying very hard to hold back my cum as he was gaining his pumping momentum. I couldnt hold it any longer and i told him im gona cum and without stroking, i came. I felt great =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to hear different experiences from you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116042501863830345?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116042501863830345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116042501863830345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116042501863830345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116042501863830345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/have-you-ever-came-when-someone-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-116015865934992360</id><published>2006-10-07T03:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T04:39:15.640+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex with an AFL player?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/front_page_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/front_page_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well believe it or not, i had sex with an AFL player. It wasnt hardcore sex but it wasnt fun either. I joined Squirt today, this website which i happened to find out from another site. I wasnt interested to set up an account to look for guys but i just wanted to look at the interesting message board and forums. But there were afew people which IM (instant messaged i supposed) me and one of them was this guy who claimed to be an AFL player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said hes really discreet and he plays for some team in AFL and he has a very good body and stuff like that. Of course i was skeptical. But eventually he convinced me. He said hes picky and only select certain people to meet. So he said he will come and pick me up and i agreed. He said he will sms me minutes before he reached and told me not to tell anyone his number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into his car and he was not as HOT as i expected. Well i thought all AFL players were HOT like hell but he was alright. I remembered him telling me he had a hot body so i was kinda looking forward to undress him. On our way to the secluded area i kept asking him questions like "Oh so do you still play footy?" "So have you done it with girls and guys before?" "So whats your real name?"He told me some stuff and he even said if we meet for a second time he will bring me photos of himself and also he said he will bring me to a game and i will be treated like a king. For a second, i doubted him. Its too good to be true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached the secluded place, he kinda annoyed me. He kept asking me is it safe. He kept looking around and i assured him its fine. He said he dont want the police to catch him and the press will publish stuff about an AFL player being caught in a car having sex bla bla. And after i started touching him he calmed down for awhile. Well he had quite a nice cock but his body was average. NOthing as fantastic as he said. I sucked him, he sucked me. It was BORING.&lt;br /&gt;He said he had never been fucked before and willing to try with me. So as i was about to fuck him after asking for a condom and some lube from him, he suddenly stopped me and said theres someone at some distance away at the trees. I was shocked of course but i tried to be calm. After 30 second, the person walked away. He was really quite far away and i know he didnt see us. But Mr AFL player was so scared it just irritated the shit outta me. And then as i was entering him halfway, he told me it was too sore. He let me try another time and he said it was too painful for him. Hmm dont these players take pain all the time? But he started stroking his cock and he said he was about to blow *anti-climax* and he faster grabbed some tissues and came. It was fast. And he faster went to put on his clothes and he kept saying, "im so scared of the police". Sucha wuss seriously. He drove me back later on and i did ask him something like, "Oh so how come your body's not so toned?" Actually he had the build of an AFL player but there were no six packs as i had imagined. He said the seasons over and after that they dont really care much about training until the next season. errm okay fine. Im like half sure hes one. But why would he lie? Maybe when guys know that you are an AFL player, they immediately say yes to having sex no matter how you look? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually miss having good sex days. Im sure there are days when you have great sex and there are days when sex just seems so wrong. It might not be so much of the other person, but maybe the mood is just not there or maybe the circumstances or the excitement is not there. But I cant deny that having sex with someone you love is always the best. Sex with an AFL player, a hot rugby player, a hot pilot or a hot doctor could be great but thats just sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss making love with someone i really do love. Yes i know i might sound ironic because i seem to like sex so much i always give people the impression im such a whore. But deep down inside i still miss that kinda feeling where after sex, you feel so good, you just cuddle the person to sleep till the next morning. or either that both have the after-sex talk and eventually fall asleep. Ive yet to find someone i love, i guess expectations are higher after every break-up or maybe that Mr Right just havent arrived yet. But for now, i shall enjoy sex whenever i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-116015865934992360?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/116015865934992360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=116015865934992360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116015865934992360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/116015865934992360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/sex-with-afl-player.html' title='Sex with an AFL player?'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-115998641251744130</id><published>2006-10-05T01:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T04:32:58.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My first 4way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/r023_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/r023_09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my first 4way sometime ago. It started with a certain Mr G at the sauna. He had a really nice chest. Well i like guys with big man-boobs. Muscular bodies. Well we were playing with each other and i realised he couldnt get really hard. I realised he came earlier. So i asked whether i could fuck him. He had a nice round ass which got me so hard. I fucked him but he didnt moan much so i wasnt so into it. But kissing was great. I told him, i would love to see him fuck someone and at the same time i fuck him from behind. So we went to wash up and continued our search for the supposedly third guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were walking along the quite crowded corridors. there was this asian guy and another older caucasian guy who kept looking at us and followed us. I wasnt really interested but Mr G got into a big room and beckoned them to go in. The asian guy and the older caucasian started playing with Mr G. I could see they loved his body. I didnt wana join in. I just stood one side and watched. The older caucasian guy pulled me closer and tried to suck me. I stopped him. I pushed his mouth towards my nipples and asked him to lick them. They took turns serving me and Mr G. It was nice being serviced by them, especially when one was licking my ass and the other licking my nipples. And then Mr G wanted to fuck the asian guy but he couldnt get his tool in. The older caucasian wanted to fuck me but i rejected him. He was pretty big though. He went to fuck the asian guy and Mr G was so turned on he fucked the older caucasian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hot seeing 3 guys fucking together. one guy fucking the other from behind. I went to fuck Mr G from behind as well and there u go, everyone was enjoying. The group separated and the older caucasian asked Mr G if he could fuck him. The older caucasian was really quite big. As the older caucasian fucked Mr G, the asian guy was sucking Mr G off. I saw the asian guy's ass facing me so i fingered him abit and fucked him as well. Seeing another guy fuck as i was fucking felt wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older caucasian came in minutes. I pulled out and Mr G asked me to fuck him. He laid down and the older caucasian and the asian licked and sucked him while i changed a fresh condom (yes i change a fresh condom for every ass i fuck). And i fucked Mr G for minutes until i came. It was totally great. Mr G had not cum yet and i know he wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr G actually told the 2 guys that he wanted to be alone in the room with me. When they left, he kissed and hugged me. I helped him to jerk off and he came for the 2nd time. My first 4some was good in a surprising way. Thinking of it makes me horny now, time to jerk off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-115998641251744130?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/115998641251744130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=115998641251744130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115998641251744130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115998641251744130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-first-4way.html' title='My first 4way'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-115989520730142005</id><published>2006-10-04T02:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T03:06:47.763+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Sex Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/Bad-Sex-Sucks-Magnet-C11749567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/Bad-Sex-Sucks-Magnet-C11749567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes bad sex sucks. Well today is surprisingly a sex day for me.  i met Hot Thai for sex in the early arvo. I dont exactly know his name but i call him Hot thai. Hot Thai and i had sex once and it was one of my hottest experience. He knew how to bang me right. But he aint perfect though, one thing i like my tops to do is to lick my ass but he never does that, but he made it up by giving me great fucking skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to his place today and this is our 2nd time fucking. Foreplay didnt last long. He liked pushing his cock into my mouth. His cock wasnt exactly super big but i nearly gagged everytime he pushed his whole cock in. After pumping his cock in my mouth for ... hmmm really long... he flipped me over and started taking out the condom and lube. He doesnt finger my ass at all. He just put lube on the outside of the ass and the condom and in it goes. I think im a more considerate top. But well thats his style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his cock was in, he pumped my ass hard and said my ass was really tight. And then we changed to the me on top position. And he started fucking my ass up. It felt so good that i nearly cum. I was looking at the mirror and enjoying the sight. He pushed me down, now that he was on top he was in total control... and he fucked me very roughly and in a fast manner. I nearly couldnt take it but luckily he was about to cum. He gave his last blow of rough fucks and came. With his dick in my as, he jerked me off and i sure felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was the GOOD sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the bad one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at home in the evening and Guy in Building messaged me online and asked if i was horny enough to have a fuck in the gym. The gym in my building is quiet so we made use of the opportunity last time to fuck in the gym toilets. I gave him such a good fuck the last time he wanted more. I liked fucking Guy in Building. But besides that, nothing great. He doesnt blow/lick at all. All he wanted was me to suck him and maybe fuck him. He has his moods. He is more top but he has his bottom moods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i tried to fuck him today but i couldnt get really hard as i came in the afternoon. So whenever my dick was halfway in, it came out again and it got really irritating. He was tired bending down and i was tired too. I guess im not a very good top and also, without the whole licking my nipples and sucking my dick foreplay i cant do a good job.  Anyway he tried to fuck me, well it lasted like 6-7 fucks and he took it out and said he wasnt very hard. And we tried jerking each other off but both of us cant get hard. We jsut showered and went off. It was a total waste of time. The worst thing was his ass and dick had this smell. I dont know how to describe it.Its not smelly but theres a distinct smell.  When i went home i washed my mouth many times so that i wont be reminded of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, he had a really nice tan. And i love tanlines on the ass so much i always get so turned on. But... i wonder why i couldnt get hard today. Maybe i need more practice as a top because ive been bottoming so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have bad sexual experiences as well? Share with me!!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-115989520730142005?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/115989520730142005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=115989520730142005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115989520730142005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115989520730142005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/bad-sex-sucks.html' title='Bad Sex Sucks'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-115980598267710769</id><published>2006-10-03T00:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T02:44:03.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Cruise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/gymetiquette250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/gymetiquette250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This happened really long ago but it was one of the better gym cruises that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gymming on a weekend as usual and before i went to the gym i was contemplating whether i should go to a sauna after gym because i was feeling very horny. I told myself if i could get a guy at the gym how good it would be but its kinda impossible because most of the gym guys are straight i reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i went to the gym and continued my workout and towards the end my gaydar went off as i spotted this gay looking guy working out. He was okay looking, well he looked gay. period. He tried to cruise me but i finished my workout so i went to the changing room and i showered. I saw him at the changing room as i was out from the showers and he looked at me again. Apparently, he finished his workout as well and was leaving. We happened to be in the same lift and we got out on the same floor. And we started playing this i-following him, he-following me game which ended up in the male toilet. The cubicles were occupied so i went to pee. He peed beside me and looked over at my cock. I looked at his and went to wash my hands. He went outta the toilet and headed to this external toilet which was for parents to use to wash up their babies or something like that. And i went in as well. He locked the door and the action started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His body was so-so. Nothing fantastic but his cock was hot. Thick and long. I started sucking him and i can tell he loved it. After that, he sucked me and he totally loved my horny cock. He went ahead to lick my ass and i moaned as he put his tongue at my sensitive hole. I gave him a rim job as well. He whispered and asked whether he could fuck me. I said cool. He took out a condom and a packet of lube and started lubing up my ass. He slowly entered me and it was painful at first as he was sizable but my ass was feeling good after sometime. I bent my ass over as he was busy pushing his cock in and out of my hole. He touched my nipples and stroked my cock as he was fucking me. He pulled out after awhile saying that my cock wasnt hard enough and he thought i wasnt enjoying it. He said he was very horny and was going to cum very soon. He said he wanted to see me cum first before he shoot his load. I jerked myself off and as i came, he stroked his cock and he came. We kissed and put on our clothes. He was nice and i wished we could have fucked longer. Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i never see him at the gym since then but i hope to see him sometime again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-115980598267710769?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/115980598267710769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=115980598267710769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115980598267710769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115980598267710769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/gym-cruise.html' title='Gym Cruise'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-115963647139044930</id><published>2006-10-01T03:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T03:14:31.396+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/foam-155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/foam-155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last Saturday i attended my 1st ever foam party. I was quite undecided on what to wear. I cant find my boardshorts and all i had were speedos so i wore one of them. Low cut white speedos with some stripes in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt nervous because i was afraid i would be the only one in speedos but i was wrong. The dancefloor was full of hot guys in speedos and all my insecurities were gone. I stripped down to my speedos and joined in the dancing with all the other guys. Some were in their undies (Aussiebums and Calvin Kleins) and most were in speedos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aussiebums were pretty common there (well its AUSSIE anyway!) and it was hot looking at guys making out in the foam with their speedos. I got a hard on just looking at them. Luckily my hard on was covered by the foam. A group of cute young boys were dancing and they beckoned me to join them. We were dancing so closely, my erection made my dick pop out of my speedos i had to push it in many times. One of these guys started rubbing his ass against my dick. I decided to tease him abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fingered his ass through the side of his speedos and he felt good. The feeling of my dick against his hot ass in speedos made me feel really good plus the fact that many others around me were doing the same thing was a bonus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The club had a dark room beside the toilet where people could cruise. I went in to check it out and this guy in black speedos suddenly groped me. Although it was dark, i could feel his lean body and i started feeling his package in his black sexy speedos. He pushed me against the wall and rubbed his dick against my ass. He put his finger into my speedos and started feeling my ass. My ass was still kinda wet from the foam. As he slowly fingered my hole, my ass felt lubricated and good. I stroked my cock as he fingered me and i nearly came but i stopped myself just in time. I pulled him out of the dark room and we made out at a corner of the club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the most exciting parts. Besides that, the fun part was they had showers in the toilet for us to wash off the foam and i had the honour of seeing many speedo clad men washing their hot bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for the next foam party =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-115963647139044930?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/115963647139044930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=115963647139044930' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115963647139044930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115963647139044930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-last-saturday-i-attended-my-1st.html' title=''/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-115951844948724626</id><published>2006-09-29T18:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T18:27:29.526+10:00</updated><title type='text'>La Perouse</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys i was off to Sydney and here were some hot pictures which i took while i was sun-tanning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/112/255435659_a67ab1c49f.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/112/255435659_a67ab1c49f.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/89/255431968_d370389bbf.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/255431968_d370389bbf.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/118/255435652_2c834040db.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/118/255435652_2c834040db.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/97/255435654_1f913a93a4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/97/255435654_1f913a93a4.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/90/255435658_a0311bd393.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/255435658_a0311bd393.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-115951844948724626?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/115951844948724626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=115951844948724626' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115951844948724626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115951844948724626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/09/la-perouse.html' title='La Perouse'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-115885370475714064</id><published>2006-09-22T01:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T01:48:24.790+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex in a mini cooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/MINI-Cooper-yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/400/MINI-Cooper-yellow.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ive mentioned earlier, i love the idea of having outdoor sex. Well sex in the car is considered PARTIALLY outdoor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive had afew experiences but my hottest one happened sometime around a month ago. Well i chatted with this bloke from gaydar whos about 35 and hes in the military and was just having a holiday here. He was telling me he has a big cock, big nuts and he wants to pump his load on me. But he told me he had no place and asked if he could have fun with me at mine. However, my place wasnt convenient too. He told me he had a car and i told him we could have some fun inside. He agreed and i waited for him at the corner of the streets near my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He picked me up in his yellow mini cooper. I was thinking to myself, "Sex in a cooper, thats classy!" We were driving around and he got so horny he put my hands on his semi-hard cock. He looked pretty military with his shaved head and manly voice. We found this dark alley where he parked his car and the action started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved guys to suck him off so i did it. He was getting all hard and wet. We took off our clothes (yes its quite a hassle doing it in such a small space) and i continued sucking him. I could tell hes enjoying it. He lowered my seat and pushed my seat back and laid on top of me. He touched my cock and licked my nipples. He fingered my hole and made me hungry for his hard cock. He put on a condom and some lubrication and into my hole it went. It was really quite painful as he was really thick and big. But before long the pain translated into pleasure and i was moaning feeling so good. It felt so good, i came in minutes without much stroking. I could imagine standing outside the car seeing his back view and hot ass pumping this guy hard and with that guys legs in the air. HOT!!! Later on, he came and i literally felt his dick pumping the load inside me in the condom. It was definitely hot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met for another 2 sessions before he went back. Sex in the car had never felt so great. You guys should try it someday =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-115885370475714064?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/115885370475714064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=115885370475714064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115885370475714064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115885370475714064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/09/sex-in-mini-cooper.html' title='Sex in a mini cooper'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-115876464273573655</id><published>2006-09-21T00:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T01:04:02.770+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cruised by speedo man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/1600/gym.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3200/3826/320/gym.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i got cruised in the gym today. After my workout i went to the steamroom and i was glad i was the only person inside. As i was enjoying the steam, this white guy in black speedos came in. His speedos looked sexy on him and his package looked kinda round. I couldnt help looking. However, he was kinda old i could tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sorta muttered a hi and sat beside me. I could feel him looking at me but i just looked in front and enjoyed my steam. I did look at his speedo bulge and i got hard. After about 10 minutes i went off to the showers and he followed. He was showering opposite me with his door open. I teased him by opening up abit of my door and kinda played with my hard dick. His was rubbing his body and his thick cock which wasnt hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i finished my shower i went to the locker room to change and he came out of the showers abit later. He was looking at me when i was changing and as i saw him in the lights without his speedos on he did not seem as attractive anymore. And besides, there were too many guys in the gym so i decided to go off. This is the 4th time ive been cruised in the gym. I wish the muscular young hot ones would cruise me though =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-115876464273573655?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/115876464273573655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=115876464273573655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115876464273573655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115876464273573655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/09/cruised-by-speedo-man.html' title='Cruised by speedo man'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34686170.post-115868715192382851</id><published>2006-09-20T02:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T03:32:31.946+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st post</title><content type='html'>Well im not new to blogging at all. In fact i have a journal over at another website. I guess its time i start a new blog addressing different issues. I guess my old blog is a place for me to write more crappy stuff and post pictures of myself and friends and also read other friends' blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i hope that using this new blog, i can know more friends using blogspot or blogger, whatever u call it. Also i hope to know more guys who share the same passion as me: sausages and buns. Well every gay guy dig sausages (well dicks if you still dont get it!) but im a bigger fan of buns (butts) actually. I love guys with bubble hot firm butts. Seeing those kinda butts just make me wana spank and lick them (sounds gross i know!) I also have this liking for speedos, swimming trunks and underwear. Some people just dont get my liking. Just like i dont get why some people are into S&amp;M or leather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sex as well and also, i think outdoor sex is kinky. Imagine fucking in the dark alley or maybe in your car parked at some public place. The thrill of getting caught definitely feels great. Well i dont deliberately seek outdoor sex but when theres an oppotunity, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i will get used to blogger and will bring you guys more exciting stories and pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Okay just a short introduction of myself before i leave. A 23 year old guy currently living in Melbourne Australia and loving it. Well shall blog more tomorrow ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34686170-115868715192382851?l=tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/feeds/115868715192382851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34686170&amp;postID=115868715192382851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115868715192382851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34686170/posts/default/115868715192382851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tangyhotbuns.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-1st-post.html' title='My 1st post'/><author><name>Bunsguy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16338100530692535004</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/5686/2as7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
