<?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-1319730995871559286</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:31:55.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Trouble</title><subtitle type='html'>I am Gay. I fell for colleagues. In Trouble</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-2570800767244241479</id><published>2011-11-15T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:01:43.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Ang Moh</title><content type='html'>It's been a while and I am in Sydney. Sorry for the looooong wait.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just met a cute guy at work. He is short, shorter than me.. maybe about 1.60.... White guy, not very hairy.. and is just sooooo cute.. damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chatted with him and he said he's attached, a girlfriend for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just been out to have a few drinks and managed to get close, put my hands on his shoulder, hand around his waist, etc.. but didn't get any hint back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked into his room just now, we both had drinks..but he didn't show any signs, so I left..man.. so horny.. wish I could have had sex with him..... few more nights, different rooms..let's see if we have more chance..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-2570800767244241479?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/2570800767244241479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=2570800767244241479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/2570800767244241479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/2570800767244241479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2011/11/cute-ang-moh.html' title='Cute Ang Moh'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-8807085514637615775</id><published>2008-02-16T11:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T11:46:03.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is J's....</title><content type='html'>Bulge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it while we were having lunch....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yum yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fn_QBf5UuaI/R7ZcNejZWKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Glik5ZAyDPk/s1600-h/J.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fn_QBf5UuaI/R7ZcNejZWKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Glik5ZAyDPk/s320/J.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167419009063803042" 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/1319730995871559286-8807085514637615775?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8807085514637615775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=8807085514637615775' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/8807085514637615775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/8807085514637615775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-is-js.html' title='This is J&apos;s....'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Fn_QBf5UuaI/R7ZcNejZWKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/Glik5ZAyDPk/s72-c/J.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-4375412666863096283</id><published>2008-01-02T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T11:13:03.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw J's close up...</title><content type='html'>But not as close as I wanted it though.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was new year's eve. Had lunch at a coffee shop. After lunch he went to the restroom, I followed shortly behind. He was using a urinal. And you know coffee shop restrooms aren't exactly spacious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took up the urinal beside him (there were only 2 any way) and they were small and close together. Thus I had a good look as there was nothing blocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bigger than I saws previously. Soft, its thickness is probably even thicker than mine will ever be. And hanging down with lots of foreskin. Length-wise, excluding the half-inch of foreskin, it looked to be about 4 to 4.5 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. I guess even when soft, his is thicker and almost as long as mine when hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So envious... ARG ! So Tempting !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-4375412666863096283?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4375412666863096283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=4375412666863096283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4375412666863096283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4375412666863096283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2008/01/saw-js-close-up.html' title='Saw J&apos;s close up...'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-5223822224122796266</id><published>2007-12-21T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T21:42:38.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally saw A's</title><content type='html'>Today, Jr was working with his hands... And when I walked towards him, he was squatting down and fixing some equipment... That was when I saw his bulge. Looks sizeable, for someone who looks so short and slim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, most short and slim guys I know have huge dongs... *envious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I was knocking off today, went to the washroom. Lo and behold, A walked in behind me, and started chatting with me while walking towards a urinal. So his body was tilted to one side. So I walked up to the urinal beside him and non-chalantly continue to talk to him while peeing. And that is when I saw it, head-on (literally !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His was thick. Short though, but thick ! Now, I am wondering how long it can extend to if it were to be aroused ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-5223822224122796266?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5223822224122796266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=5223822224122796266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/5223822224122796266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/5223822224122796266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally-saw-as.html' title='Finally saw A&apos;s'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-6610094925249987514</id><published>2007-12-11T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T11:01:59.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting obsessed...</title><content type='html'>I think I am getting obsessed with having sex with my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;Almost at every occassion, I will try to look at their bulges. Sometimes, even thinking of seducing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Mr. Big from a neighbouring company. Haven't been able to catch him in action for some time. Probably need to go to toilet more frequently to catch him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-6610094925249987514?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6610094925249987514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=6610094925249987514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/6610094925249987514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/6610094925249987514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/12/getting-obsessed.html' title='Getting obsessed...'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-9191281519574314471</id><published>2007-11-30T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T11:50:57.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Candy at exhibition</title><content type='html'>Haha.. went to expo yesterday. So many eye candies.&lt;br /&gt;But there was this yummy "thing" that I saw, in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;He was peeing beside me.. and using the phone to SMS.&lt;br /&gt;So his right hand was away, and I can catch a nice view of his dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy, thick and long. Wanted to volunteer to hold it for him while he SMS... And shake dry for him when he finishes.. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-9191281519574314471?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/9191281519574314471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=9191281519574314471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/9191281519574314471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/9191281519574314471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/11/candy-at-exhibition.html' title='Candy at exhibition'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-5059976147734432964</id><published>2007-11-22T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:39:13.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Meat in Town</title><content type='html'>There is a piece of meat. Lets call him Jr, cos his initial also starts with J.&lt;br /&gt;And he is a young boy, around 22.&lt;br /&gt;Cute.&lt;br /&gt;Short, slim.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle looking.&lt;br /&gt;Cute.&lt;br /&gt;Nice smile.&lt;br /&gt;Did I say he is cute ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... seems straight. Cos he has a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am turning into a DOM...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-5059976147734432964?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/5059976147734432964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=5059976147734432964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/5059976147734432964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/5059976147734432964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/11/fresh-meat-in-town.html' title='Fresh Meat in Town'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-1620908026515310456</id><published>2007-11-19T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:09:07.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saw A...</title><content type='html'>Ok.. One day, walked into the washroom, A was at a urinal that was facing the walk-way. Managed to catch a quick glimpse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though A is much taller and bigger size than J, sad to say, the bulge that I saw all the time, doesn't look that big then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how J hide his bulge, when his meat is so much more in volume compared to A...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, maybe A was feeling cold at that time.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Try to catch again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I noticed D nowadays go to the cubicle more often, especially when he knows I am there, or I am behind him when going to the washroom. Did he noticed that I was peeping ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-1620908026515310456?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1620908026515310456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=1620908026515310456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/1620908026515310456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/1620908026515310456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/11/saw.html' title='Saw A...'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-986861012876172548</id><published>2007-10-22T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T10:48:52.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no updates</title><content type='html'>Haha.. so sorry, was not in office for the last few weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came back, yes, I sort of missed D and J a little. But these few days, nothing much. Though I caught myself looking at D's face frequently during lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another colleague of mine, lets call him A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is tall (about 1.82m), soft spoken, crew cut and a little meaty.&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't wear pleated pants. So everytime he stands still, I can see a bulge at the zip.&lt;br /&gt;Always thinking whether a tall guy like him will have a huge one.. And fantasizing how the 3 compares, (D, J and A)... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I am slutty...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-986861012876172548?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/986861012876172548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=986861012876172548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/986861012876172548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/986861012876172548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-time-no-updates.html' title='Long time no updates'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-4191788873544809694</id><published>2007-09-28T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T15:25:45.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delicious Glimpse..</title><content type='html'>Walked into the toilet with J peeing at one of the urinals.. Can see the side profile very clearly... Yeah, so big that he can't hide it -Yummy banana, dangling out, slightly wrinkled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go over and suck it try for him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I try to take photo next time and post it here ? Haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-4191788873544809694?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4191788873544809694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=4191788873544809694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4191788873544809694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4191788873544809694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/09/delicious-glimpse.html' title='Delicious Glimpse..'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-8068340925384165870</id><published>2007-09-26T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T16:58:05.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D is sick</title><content type='html'>Ohh.. my poor boy is sick today.. wonder is it because he made wild passionate love with his wife last night.. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, my full attention is on J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at his bulge during lunch. Taking chances to massage his neck.. and put my arm over his shoulders.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. I sound like a desperate guy.. ARGH !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-8068340925384165870?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8068340925384165870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=8068340925384165870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/8068340925384165870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/8068340925384165870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/09/d-is-sick.html' title='D is sick'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-3746749934957224076</id><published>2007-09-19T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:26:08.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Candy has moved...</title><content type='html'>Due to my boss' whim and fancy, there were some changes in seating arrangements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D is no longer seated beside me, but instead a few seats away. Now I can't peek at him as often as I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, J is still in the same place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-3746749934957224076?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3746749934957224076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=3746749934957224076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/3746749934957224076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/3746749934957224076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/09/eye-candy-has-moved.html' title='Eye Candy has moved...'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-7735887949507233370</id><published>2007-09-10T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T22:45:21.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There will be no updates this week</title><content type='html'>I will not be in office this week, so there will be no updates.&lt;br /&gt;J is not in office either (though I wished we were together.. hahaha)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only fantasize...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-7735887949507233370?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7735887949507233370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=7735887949507233370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7735887949507233370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7735887949507233370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/09/there-will-be-no-updates-this-week.html' title='There will be no updates this week'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-4237105314364189413</id><published>2007-09-06T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T09:16:46.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Week</title><content type='html'>Its coming to the end of the week soon. Nothing new to update. (Of course lah, not like I am so daring right.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took peeks here and there. Oh, just happen to see one when I was visiting Suntec during a weekend. Uncle with big and thick schlong peeing beside me. Yummy down there, but yucky up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a times, I feel so envious and so jealous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-4237105314364189413?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4237105314364189413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=4237105314364189413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4237105314364189413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4237105314364189413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/09/boring-week.html' title='Boring Week'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-7521218181492182633</id><published>2007-09-03T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T09:00:02.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More on J</title><content type='html'>Start of a new week. Let me talk a little bit more about J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is still single. Seldom sees/hears him going out on a date. Most of his holidays are with Single Male friends, or Married couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He goes to gym, in Suntec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back, I remember talking to him about life in general and marriage and stuff like that. Of course, I wans't obviously out to him. Tried to dig out what he feels and see if he gives any hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he isn't attached, and probably will only wait for the right person to come along. No hurry in getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. That almost sounded like a hint... ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-7521218181492182633?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7521218181492182633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=7521218181492182633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7521218181492182633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7521218181492182633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-on-j.html' title='More on J'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-1566164142436058918</id><published>2007-08-31T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:47:35.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye Candies....</title><content type='html'>D needed to talk to me this morning, while I was on the way to the washroom. Needed to talk in hushed tones, so was physically close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching the washroom, we used urinals side by side. Took the chance to enjoy my eye candy of course. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Looks like D is cut. And of quite average proportions. Had a very good look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have noticed someone from the same level, but different company. He is a short guy, not sure about his nationality. When at the urinals, he is those type that will stand a distance away. Thus it was easy to view. Also, he doesn't just unzip. He unbuckles as well. So I can see the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; thing. hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is quite a huge guy. Yes, even larger than J. Just now I had another close view (after about a month of missing him in the loo.) It looked like he was soft, but not so soft. So I am not sure if he is those type that gets more blood flow when he needed to pee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it looked like 4" long, short foreskin, and quite thick. Almost as thick as J, or maybe slightly more. Definitely thicker than mine even if mine were fully erect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He glanced over before he left. Not sure if he is interested in looking at mine, or just pleased at showing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-1566164142436058918?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/1566164142436058918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=1566164142436058918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/1566164142436058918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/1566164142436058918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/eye-candies.html' title='Eye Candies....'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-7519628391647768939</id><published>2007-08-29T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T18:53:01.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeping Tom</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, a whole group of us went out for lunch at a local shopping mall. (Well, my lunch is usually in a group.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we decided to shop around. I went to the washroom...&lt;br /&gt;And no, I didn't cruise anyone, though I hoped someone would've cruised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I finished and was washing my hands and rinsing my mouth, J walked in !&lt;br /&gt;And to my delight, he walked towards the urinals. And I have a very clear view through the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The side view was gorgeous (though I would have preferred a nude frontal view). Thick base (or was that part of his balls protruding) and nice sausage. Looked like 3-inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whipped out my camera phone, and decided not to risk it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-7519628391647768939?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7519628391647768939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=7519628391647768939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7519628391647768939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7519628391647768939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/peeping-tom.html' title='Peeping Tom'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-8262557460441574316</id><published>2007-08-21T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T14:12:44.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week...</title><content type='html'>Its Tuesday. Had lunch with D.&lt;br /&gt;Again I was pleased that he was sitting opposite me.&lt;br /&gt;Was looking at his smooth complexion and felt like touching his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our chat, his leg extended out under the table. I had the almost-uncontrollable urge to reach my leg out and put it between his thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo.. makes me horny just imagining it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-8262557460441574316?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/8262557460441574316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=8262557460441574316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/8262557460441574316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/8262557460441574316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-week.html' title='Another week...'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-4425252685911522743</id><published>2007-08-17T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T19:35:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday..</title><content type='html'>Friday. Last day of the week. A few of us went out for dinner, including D... yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I arranged to have him seated beside me. Nice cosy place.&lt;br /&gt;Took a few peeks at his side burn and his lips whenever I can without being too obvious (there are other colleagues around of course.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few times, found excuses to stretch, etc and tried to touch his leg with my leg.&lt;br /&gt;A few times, he moved away, a few times, he let it stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems more and more like he is NOT interested in me. I might be reading too much and fantasizing too much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-4425252685911522743?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4425252685911522743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=4425252685911522743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4425252685911522743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4425252685911522743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/friday.html' title='Friday..'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-7474170070680080892</id><published>2007-08-16T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T15:40:36.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday</title><content type='html'>Nothing much today...&lt;br /&gt;At every opportunity, put my arms over his shoulder, etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, and I remembered that there was this lunch were we went to a local shopping mall. After eating, we all went shopping and walking around.. while our colleagues were looking at things in a shop, we were hanging around waiting for them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the opportunity to stand close to him and he didn't move away.&lt;br /&gt;Even so close that my bum is like 2 inches away from his groin... Almost wanted to press it in.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he pick something up to read, I will read over his shoulder, so that my face is near his face.. He didn't seem to mind, or he is oblivious, or he is giving feedback to me ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. still can't tell..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-7474170070680080892?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7474170070680080892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=7474170070680080892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7474170070680080892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7474170070680080892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/thursday.html' title='Thursday'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-215604441393980673</id><published>2007-08-15T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T15:41:04.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday...</title><content type='html'>Ok, I am going to start making this a diary, and start living in my fantasy world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday started off ok. Working as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came an episode before lunch that my boss started to question D on somethings regarding work. I can see the pained look in his eyes and I just want to go over, hug him, cuddle him and tell him everything is all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to jump in to help, but I don't want everyone to think that I am protective about D. I left him to answer and manage by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon, I called D out for a coffee break. While drinking and chatting, I was looking into his eyes, looking at his eyebrows and then again.. to his lips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so tempted to tell him, that I like him and I want to have sex with him... But I bit my lips 3 times and thought that it might not be worth the trouble I might get myself into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ends another day of just living in my fantasy, admiring him but not tasting any part of him, literally...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-215604441393980673?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/215604441393980673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=215604441393980673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/215604441393980673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/215604441393980673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday...'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-3008677593964345424</id><published>2007-08-14T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T15:47:21.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday in Turmoil</title><content type='html'>Day started out as usual... until around lunch time. I sat in front of D. His face was rounder than I recalled when he first joined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was admiring his hands, his face, his sideburns, his eyebrows, his soft lips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting horny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently had the opportunity to share a room with D during a trip. On the last night, I got him to drink some wine. He then became very tired and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was usually a heavy sleeper, but probably because of the wine (which I tried to make him drink as much as possible) I found that he wasn't that light a sleeper that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep most of the night. Facing him, hoping that he will hug me in his slumber. I tentatively draped my arms across his body. He didn't react. I went closer and hugged him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of the night hugging and caressing him. And when he turned to sleep upwards, I took the opportunity to venture south...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't erect, but I could tell he parks 6-o'oclock. Tried to get him hard... After a while, he did. Though I think it wasn't full hardness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess when that happens, he became more sensitive. So when I tried to caress it, he moved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a while, he turned sideways and it was out of my reach. I didn't want to risk waking him up. So I am left with spending the last 2 hours of the night half awake, trying to see if he changed position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he woke up, it was like nothing happened. So I guess he didn't know... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I will have more opportunities like that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-3008677593964345424?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/3008677593964345424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=3008677593964345424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/3008677593964345424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/3008677593964345424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/tuesday-in-turmoil.html' title='Tuesday in Turmoil'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-7302203902173345304</id><published>2007-08-13T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T15:58:47.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday in Office</title><content type='html'>Its Monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that my seat faces the 2 of them. Everytime I look into their eyes, I wonder. I wonder whether they know what I am thinking. I wonder whether they are thinking about the same thing of me. I wonder if I ever will have a chance to fulfil my fantasies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-7302203902173345304?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/7302203902173345304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=7302203902173345304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7302203902173345304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/7302203902173345304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/monday-in-office.html' title='Monday in Office'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-6761916305791833360</id><published>2007-08-09T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T12:17:21.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Targets</title><content type='html'>I shall call these 2 colleagues that I fantasize on as D and J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D is a 30yo guy, not gorgeous but good looking (to my taste). He is recently married to a very young lady. No Kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a soft-spoken guy, meek and gives me the feeling that I want to protect and shelter him. His furry hands and legs doesn't attract me that much at first, but it grows on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J is also young, 31yo, average looking guy. It was his character that attracts. Those who doesn't impress at first, but as days go by I am more interested to see the package. And while at urinals, I can tell it is usually bigger than average most of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-6761916305791833360?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/6761916305791833360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=6761916305791833360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/6761916305791833360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/6761916305791833360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-targets.html' title='My Targets'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1319730995871559286.post-4687575840352787463</id><published>2007-08-09T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T11:32:17.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in Trouble...</title><content type='html'>I am in trouble. I am in deep shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a crush on not 1 but 2 colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;Crush or lust, I can't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I want to have sex with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1319730995871559286-4687575840352787463?l=meintrouble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/feeds/4687575840352787463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1319730995871559286&amp;postID=4687575840352787463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4687575840352787463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1319730995871559286/posts/default/4687575840352787463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meintrouble.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-in-trouble.html' title='I am in Trouble...'/><author><name>Me In Trouble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09414595132779802069</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
