The rain seemed to intensify with their pag-ibig making, almost encouraging them or even daring them. Another blast of lightning bathed them momentarily and the thunder made itself known - almost as loud as Michael. He rode Mark furiously as he wailed to the ceiling of his ranch bedroom. He pawed up his neck and nipples and tossed his messy dark hair. Fresh sweat dripped from his relaxed locks and forhead and fell to Mark's chest like little raindrops.
Mark tried to concentrate and held onto Michael's small hips encouragingly. He thrust up into his tight wet pag-ibig hole so hard that Michael would have been thrown right off if he didn't hold him.
Michael's mind was fried. He wanted it madami and harder. He loved what Mark was doing to him and loved the shrieks and cries the he could not contain - that Mark was pounding out of him. If this is what making pag-ibig was Michael descided right then and there that he wanted it all the time.
And as these exquisite erotic moments are ridden like a wild apoy or a rocketship that takes you somewhere you've never been, the balance is set for something unexpected...
On cue, the bedside lamps flicked on and illuminated Michael's charming bedroom just as it had been hours before the storm. Stuffed animals, toys, and action figures all gasped.
The frazzled Michael was now basked in all his glory.
The power was restored, but thankfully, his sainity was not. His voice faultered in mid-moan and he looked down at Mark still ramming his cock in and out.
But Mark stared in awe up at his desire. For a minuto neither spoke. Michael's wet, dark curls hung in his face over his bared teeth as he sucked in the air. Mark could see patches of light skin on Michael's shoulders, around his right nipple, stomach, and bellybutton. His penis and legs were even bespeckled. Mark had never seen anything as enticing as Michael and yet so sad as him. He knew Michael didn't really want him to see this.
Michael was still eyeing him for a trace of thought.
"Michael, baby...," Mark growled with reassurance and pulled him into a tight embrace and craddled to his plush lips.
Michael threw his arms around his neck as their halik exploded.
"I want every inch of you. Every inch," Mark told Michael's lips as he continued smothering him.
Mark couldn't stop himself from completing Michael's delirium and pulled himself atop this exotic beauty. He must have him. He must force a pleasure so extreme upon him. He had to make him understand. His love.
Michael was gasping as an unknown relief settled about him. He'd heard Mark's words. He'd seen Mark's gaze. There was nothing, nothing, wrong with him. Mark simply needed Michael to complicate him.
"Ohhh, God!," Michael screamed as he bounced straddling Mark's lap. They were all tongues twisting, hearts pounding, and hands in every crevase. Michael put his hands to his lover's shoulders and cried to the roof as he rocked his bottom over his boyfriend's pleasure stick - that's what it was for, for him to ride and lose his mind on.
"Michael - ," Mark gasped and nibbled his chin as he watched him in pleasure, "Michael, ummm...". Mark was close, he hoped Michael was -
"Ha! - AH!...OH! Oh, oh, oh! Yes - ," Michael cried so surprised. His long lashes flickered down at himself, "its happening!"
Mark was grateful. His phallus couldn't survive another minuto inside his sexboy's hot pulsing tunnel.
Michael did not stop riding him as he came. No, his tight bottom craved every ounce of their liquified sex from his lover. He clung to Mark with his arms and legs as he rode him in their seated position.
"Uhhh!," Michael cried out, begging for his release.
And then his milky, silken cream shot desperatly in gushes from his slit.
"Ohhhhh! Uh!," he wailed. His sex fluid shot all up his and Mark's chests. "Umm yeah," he whispered as he watched himself. It was so raw and amazing and he couldn't believe the intensity of it all. How natural. How curious. How wonderful.
Mark cried to Michael as his own juice released inside of his tightness. He sucked his ear as he gave him his present. Mark held him tighter because he seemed to be losing his grip. Michael was trembling.
He laid him on his back on the kama without separating their bodies. Michael watched him through heavy, unfocused eyes as he panted. His arms fell above his head around his wet curls and his chest rose heavily. Mark could feel Michael's thighs, once strong, now weak and trembling around his hips. His puso aflutter.
Their expended pag-ibig juices decorated Michael's chest and leaked all down his bottom. Mark, wanting to calm him, drug his tongue and lips slowly through the stream.
Michael let out a gasp; he sounded shocked. Mark looked up at him. He was arched with eyes genlty closed and lips open - Mark had grazed over his hard nipple. He smiled and then continued to suck and lick. He could have cleaned Michael entirely of his sweet, spilt cream.
Michael slowly put a hand in Mark's hair and with the little strength he still possessed, encouraged him to his lips. Mark hesitated, mouth pearly wet, but Michael made it clear that he wanted to share.
They tongued softly, wettly; the mix dripping slowly from the corner of Michael's mouth and across his cheek. He felt so calm and serene in their afterlove. Mark slipped slowly from inside Michael and he felt a surprising warm gush follow. Michael blushed. A wet spot. Lake. Oh my.
"...I... changed my mind," Mark sinabi slowly running a hand up his chest.
Michael's eyes widened and he began to pant again. It's true! He lied just to- oh, no! No! Just when he thought everything was all right and he'd done the unthinkable, irreversible, the consequential. And the consequences where already upon him!
"I pag-ibig you," Mark whispered to his neck. Michael stopped in mid-thought. The panic dissolved and he relaxed once more. He needed to relax. This relationship stuff was a crazy rollercoster and had had him on tenterhooks for the last few days. How do people do this? He sighed and rolled over to nuzzle against Mark happy that he felt the same.
"Oh, I pag-ibig you...," he groaned in relief. Mark began to suckle at his neck, "...more...", Michael begged. And Mark did as he was told, for once.
Mark tried to concentrate and held onto Michael's small hips encouragingly. He thrust up into his tight wet pag-ibig hole so hard that Michael would have been thrown right off if he didn't hold him.
Michael's mind was fried. He wanted it madami and harder. He loved what Mark was doing to him and loved the shrieks and cries the he could not contain - that Mark was pounding out of him. If this is what making pag-ibig was Michael descided right then and there that he wanted it all the time.
And as these exquisite erotic moments are ridden like a wild apoy or a rocketship that takes you somewhere you've never been, the balance is set for something unexpected...
On cue, the bedside lamps flicked on and illuminated Michael's charming bedroom just as it had been hours before the storm. Stuffed animals, toys, and action figures all gasped.
The frazzled Michael was now basked in all his glory.
The power was restored, but thankfully, his sainity was not. His voice faultered in mid-moan and he looked down at Mark still ramming his cock in and out.
But Mark stared in awe up at his desire. For a minuto neither spoke. Michael's wet, dark curls hung in his face over his bared teeth as he sucked in the air. Mark could see patches of light skin on Michael's shoulders, around his right nipple, stomach, and bellybutton. His penis and legs were even bespeckled. Mark had never seen anything as enticing as Michael and yet so sad as him. He knew Michael didn't really want him to see this.
Michael was still eyeing him for a trace of thought.
"Michael, baby...," Mark growled with reassurance and pulled him into a tight embrace and craddled to his plush lips.
Michael threw his arms around his neck as their halik exploded.
"I want every inch of you. Every inch," Mark told Michael's lips as he continued smothering him.
Mark couldn't stop himself from completing Michael's delirium and pulled himself atop this exotic beauty. He must have him. He must force a pleasure so extreme upon him. He had to make him understand. His love.
Michael was gasping as an unknown relief settled about him. He'd heard Mark's words. He'd seen Mark's gaze. There was nothing, nothing, wrong with him. Mark simply needed Michael to complicate him.
"Ohhh, God!," Michael screamed as he bounced straddling Mark's lap. They were all tongues twisting, hearts pounding, and hands in every crevase. Michael put his hands to his lover's shoulders and cried to the roof as he rocked his bottom over his boyfriend's pleasure stick - that's what it was for, for him to ride and lose his mind on.
"Michael - ," Mark gasped and nibbled his chin as he watched him in pleasure, "Michael, ummm...". Mark was close, he hoped Michael was -
"Ha! - AH!...OH! Oh, oh, oh! Yes - ," Michael cried so surprised. His long lashes flickered down at himself, "its happening!"
Mark was grateful. His phallus couldn't survive another minuto inside his sexboy's hot pulsing tunnel.
Michael did not stop riding him as he came. No, his tight bottom craved every ounce of their liquified sex from his lover. He clung to Mark with his arms and legs as he rode him in their seated position.
"Uhhh!," Michael cried out, begging for his release.
And then his milky, silken cream shot desperatly in gushes from his slit.
"Ohhhhh! Uh!," he wailed. His sex fluid shot all up his and Mark's chests. "Umm yeah," he whispered as he watched himself. It was so raw and amazing and he couldn't believe the intensity of it all. How natural. How curious. How wonderful.
Mark cried to Michael as his own juice released inside of his tightness. He sucked his ear as he gave him his present. Mark held him tighter because he seemed to be losing his grip. Michael was trembling.
He laid him on his back on the kama without separating their bodies. Michael watched him through heavy, unfocused eyes as he panted. His arms fell above his head around his wet curls and his chest rose heavily. Mark could feel Michael's thighs, once strong, now weak and trembling around his hips. His puso aflutter.
Their expended pag-ibig juices decorated Michael's chest and leaked all down his bottom. Mark, wanting to calm him, drug his tongue and lips slowly through the stream.
Michael let out a gasp; he sounded shocked. Mark looked up at him. He was arched with eyes genlty closed and lips open - Mark had grazed over his hard nipple. He smiled and then continued to suck and lick. He could have cleaned Michael entirely of his sweet, spilt cream.
Michael slowly put a hand in Mark's hair and with the little strength he still possessed, encouraged him to his lips. Mark hesitated, mouth pearly wet, but Michael made it clear that he wanted to share.
They tongued softly, wettly; the mix dripping slowly from the corner of Michael's mouth and across his cheek. He felt so calm and serene in their afterlove. Mark slipped slowly from inside Michael and he felt a surprising warm gush follow. Michael blushed. A wet spot. Lake. Oh my.
"...I... changed my mind," Mark sinabi slowly running a hand up his chest.
Michael's eyes widened and he began to pant again. It's true! He lied just to- oh, no! No! Just when he thought everything was all right and he'd done the unthinkable, irreversible, the consequential. And the consequences where already upon him!
"I pag-ibig you," Mark whispered to his neck. Michael stopped in mid-thought. The panic dissolved and he relaxed once more. He needed to relax. This relationship stuff was a crazy rollercoster and had had him on tenterhooks for the last few days. How do people do this? He sighed and rolled over to nuzzle against Mark happy that he felt the same.
"Oh, I pag-ibig you...," he groaned in relief. Mark began to suckle at his neck, "...more...", Michael begged. And Mark did as he was told, for once.
One Limousine Rides Past My House
Inside Are The Ones Who Tell Prophecy
Cause Nobody Would Dare Face Them
In War,
Cause They Rule The World
They're The
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
Don't Try To Hurt Me, Cause I'm Armed
And I'm Hungry For Life, I Wanna Be One Of You
The Guys Walking Down The Street
Time Bends As They Move
All Are Paralyzed When Look At You
Cause You're The
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
Pointing Guns, Against The Sun
araw Night Its The Fight For Your Life
Its Like A Human JUngle
mga tigre And All
Cause All You Really Need To Fear Is The
Strongest Ones Of All!
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
Inside Are The Ones Who Tell Prophecy
Cause Nobody Would Dare Face Them
In War,
Cause They Rule The World
They're The
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
Don't Try To Hurt Me, Cause I'm Armed
And I'm Hungry For Life, I Wanna Be One Of You
The Guys Walking Down The Street
Time Bends As They Move
All Are Paralyzed When Look At You
Cause You're The
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
Pointing Guns, Against The Sun
araw Night Its The Fight For Your Life
Its Like A Human JUngle
mga tigre And All
Cause All You Really Need To Fear Is The
Strongest Ones Of All!
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
Men In Black
Deciders Of Our Fate
Men In Black
The Doorkeepers Of Reality
Men In Black!
All alone wishing on stars
Waiting for you to find me
One sweet night I knew I would see
A stranger who'd be my friend
When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells you never be afraid
Then somewhere in your puso you can feel the glow
A light to keep you warm when the night winds blow
Like it was written in the stars I knew
My friend, my someone in the dark was you
Promise me we'll always be
Walking the world together
Hand in hand where dreams never end
My bituin secret friend and me
When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells you never be afraid
Then somewhere in your puso you can feel the glow
A light to keep you warm when the night winds blow
Look for the bahaghari in the sky
I believe you and I
Could never really say goodbye
Wherever you may be
I'll look up and see
Someone in the dark for me
Wherever you may be
I'll look up and see
Someone in the dark for me
Waiting for you to find me
One sweet night I knew I would see
A stranger who'd be my friend
When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells you never be afraid
Then somewhere in your puso you can feel the glow
A light to keep you warm when the night winds blow
Like it was written in the stars I knew
My friend, my someone in the dark was you
Promise me we'll always be
Walking the world together
Hand in hand where dreams never end
My bituin secret friend and me
When someone in the dark reaches out to you
And touches off a spark that comes shining through
It tells you never be afraid
Then somewhere in your puso you can feel the glow
A light to keep you warm when the night winds blow
Look for the bahaghari in the sky
I believe you and I
Could never really say goodbye
Wherever you may be
I'll look up and see
Someone in the dark for me
Wherever you may be
I'll look up and see
Someone in the dark for me
Michael Jackson's estate is lashing out at the people behind a new MJ documentary set to debut in Hapon tomorrow -- claiming fans are being duped into believing the flick was authorized sa pamamagitan ng Team MJ.
The estate has released a scathing statement claiming that plaminggo Features is promoting the movie in a way that is misleading MJ's fans into believing the film -- shot sa pamamagitan ng former MJ confidante Marc Schaffel -- was properly authorized.
The estate also makes it clear it doesn't endorse the flick and none of the profits will benefit MJ's children. They also note that the movie is not allowed to contain any of Michael's music.
Schaffel doesn't appear to be bothered -- the above litrato was taken moments nakaraan at the movie premiere in Tokyo ... where Schaffel took the stage and told fans Katherine Jackson sent along her best wishes.
Tuesday, we shot video of Schaffel and Debbie Rowe boarding a plane to Tokyo.
The estate has released a scathing statement claiming that plaminggo Features is promoting the movie in a way that is misleading MJ's fans into believing the film -- shot sa pamamagitan ng former MJ confidante Marc Schaffel -- was properly authorized.
The estate also makes it clear it doesn't endorse the flick and none of the profits will benefit MJ's children. They also note that the movie is not allowed to contain any of Michael's music.
Schaffel doesn't appear to be bothered -- the above litrato was taken moments nakaraan at the movie premiere in Tokyo ... where Schaffel took the stage and told fans Katherine Jackson sent along her best wishes.
Tuesday, we shot video of Schaffel and Debbie Rowe boarding a plane to Tokyo.
Originally posted May 29th 2010 1:00 AM PDT sa pamamagitan ng TMZ Staff
TMZ has learned Dr. Conrad Murray will visit Michael Jackson on or around the first anniversary of the singer's death.
Sources connected with the doctor tell us Murray is torn up sa pamamagitan ng Jackson's death and the anniversary is an important milestone.
And we've learned Dr. Murray has visited the Forest Lawn mausoleum where Jackson is entombed a number of times. "He goes there a lot," we're told. Murray avoids attention sa pamamagitan ng going either early in the morning or during off-hours.
TMZ has learned Dr. Conrad Murray will visit Michael Jackson on or around the first anniversary of the singer's death.
Sources connected with the doctor tell us Murray is torn up sa pamamagitan ng Jackson's death and the anniversary is an important milestone.
And we've learned Dr. Murray has visited the Forest Lawn mausoleum where Jackson is entombed a number of times. "He goes there a lot," we're told. Murray avoids attention sa pamamagitan ng going either early in the morning or during off-hours.
"Ben"
Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you my friend will see
You've got a friend in me
(You've got a friend in me)
Ben, you're always running here and there
(Here and there)
You feel you're not wanted anywhere
(Anywhere)
If you ever look behind
And don't like what you find
There's something you should know
You've got a place to go
(You've got a place to go)
I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
Ben, most people would turn you away
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
(A friend)
Like Ben
(Like Ben)
Like Ben
Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you my friend will see
You've got a friend in me
(You've got a friend in me)
Ben, you're always running here and there
(Here and there)
You feel you're not wanted anywhere
(Anywhere)
If you ever look behind
And don't like what you find
There's something you should know
You've got a place to go
(You've got a place to go)
I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
I used to say "I" and "me"
Now it's "us", now it's "we"
Ben, most people would turn you away
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
(A friend)
Like Ben
(Like Ben)
Like Ben
Originally posted May 3rd 2010 8:25 PM PDT sa pamamagitan ng TMZ Staff
God help anyone who uses a picture of Michael Jackson to hawk their products, because the licensee of MJ's image is going after some new companies with a vengeance.
Bravado International Group -- which markets all things Michael -- is suing T-Line Design, Inc. based in Oregon.
According to the federal suit, obtained sa pamamagitan ng TMZ, T-Line is downright "defiant," sardonically Pagsulat a blog that says, "...it SUCKS TOTAL BOLLOCKS when people steal those creations..."
The suit seeks $750 for each image illegally used, as well as statutory damages of $150,000.
Bravado filed two other infringement bumagay today against two other companies for unauthorized MJ
Read more: link
God help anyone who uses a picture of Michael Jackson to hawk their products, because the licensee of MJ's image is going after some new companies with a vengeance.
Bravado International Group -- which markets all things Michael -- is suing T-Line Design, Inc. based in Oregon.
According to the federal suit, obtained sa pamamagitan ng TMZ, T-Line is downright "defiant," sardonically Pagsulat a blog that says, "...it SUCKS TOTAL BOLLOCKS when people steal those creations..."
The suit seeks $750 for each image illegally used, as well as statutory damages of $150,000.
Bravado filed two other infringement bumagay today against two other companies for unauthorized MJ
Read more: link
And God bless you this day
You gave me the gift of
a little sister
And I'm proud of you today
Lisa its your birthday
Happy birthday Lisa
Lisa its your birthday
Happy birthday Lisa
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I wish you pag-ibig and goodwill
I wish you PRAISE and joy
I wish you better than
your puso desires
And your first halik from a boy
Lisa its your birthday
Happy birthday Lisa
Lisa its your birthday
Happy birthday Lisa
Yeah!
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