Early Photos of Julian Fantechi.

I found these early photos of Julian Fantechi. Calling them "early" is a very relative term, considering especially that they appear to be dated 2005, or only last year. Anyway, these are photos of the delectable Julian Fantechi before he rose to mega-fame, after being simultaneously featured on the covers and centerfolds of both Playgirl and Men magazines.

He appeared in these photos to be such a tease. The holes in his denim provide just enough space for us to have a glimpse of his meaty cock.

Must Blow 04: Doug Kramer.

Doug Kramer is a college and amateur basketball player. He is the starting center in this year's roster of the Ateneo Blue Eagles and was part of the bench when the team won the UAAP championship a few years back.

Over and above his rebounding and defensive skills, Doug stands out in court for his gorgeous good looks. This paved the way for him to model (commercial and ramp) on his spare time. He has appeared in commercials for an international restaurant (known for its fried chicken) and a mobile phone service company. He was also part of this year's denim and underwear fashion show Bench Fever.

Doug was also featured in Cosmopolitan magazine's Hottest Hunks/Centerfold special in 2004. He appeared in naked glory, covering his private part with only a face towel.

Sebastian Ruli: In Praise of Hairy Men.

I do not know anything about this guy, Sebastian Ruli. I was just surfing the net today and from one web link to another, I suddenly found myself looking at his sexy photos.

Not only is Sebastian one of the sexiest men I have ever seen, he also sports one of the sexiest chests and richest treasure trails I've ever laid eyes on in my web-surfing life. I must admit that I am a big fan of hairy chests. However, I am only able to appreciate it if the guy still appears neat and does not look like a stinking and cruel bear.

Sebastian has the chest that I can truly admire. I can already imagine myself exploring his chest, playing with its tangling curls on my tongue, following the trail from his nipples to his underarm and then further down his abs until I reach his turgid cock. And afterwards, resting my tired head on his chest after our savage lovemaking.

Anyone knows what keeps Sebastian busy? Please let me know. I am so very interested.

Imperative! Mary J. Blige, J.M. Coetzee and The O.C. (2nd Season).

Here is a rundown of things that are preoccupying me these days. I highly recommend that all of you try (read, listen to, watch, buy, etc.) them out too.

Currently on heavy rotation in my office and car CD players is Mary J. Blige’s The Breakthrough. It is only the second Mary J. Blige album that I bought. I finally decided to buy the album after seeing Mary perform in the finale of American Idol Season 5. She had a duet with AI finalist Elliot Yamin and I was blown away by her electrifying performance. About a week after the AI finals, I saw her music video featuring the recorded version of “One” with U2. My favorite tracks in the album include “No One Will Do”, “One”, “Be Without You” and “Can’t Get Enough”.

Also playing in my CD players are Daniel Powter’s debut album, which includes the chart-topping “Bad Day”, and Sitti’s “Café Bossa”, which I haven’t tired off even if I’ve been playing it for the past two months. Sitti should give me commission from her album sales. I made almost all my friends listen to her album and about 3 in every 4 of them bought their own copies. The remaining 25% asked me to have a copy burned via Nero.

What am I reading these days? It is J.M. Coetzee’s novel, Foe. The book is a re-telling of the Robinson Crusoe, the classic work of English novelist Daniel Dafoe. This time, Coetzee narrates from the point of view of the female castaway, Susan Barton, and also dwells on the dilemma undergone by Dafoe in writing down the story of Crusoe, his man Friday and the island that became the center of their adventure and misfortune. This is my third Coetzee book. I had earlier read The Master of Petersburg and Disgrace. He was awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 2003. He has also won the Booker Prize for Disgrace and Waiting for the Barbarians.

Finally, what are playing on my DVD player? The second season of The O.C., of course. The episode “Rainy Day Women” is a must-see. Seth and Summer get back together and they re-do the famous Spider-Man-Mary Jane under the rain kiss from the Spider-Man movie. Also in this season, Marissa experiments on the virtues of a lesbian relationship.

I prefer buying the DVD versions of my favorite TV shows because I can watch them at my own time (compared to subscribing to cable), I can see two or more episodes consecutively and I can view the same episode for as many times as I want to.

Also currently playing are the third season of Friends, the second season of E.R. and the first season of Entourage.

Girlfriend 01: Rachel Bilson.

This is my version of Esquire magazine's Women We Love. In this portion of my blog, I will feature the women I love. As in SpeciMen, my other regular feature, the criteria is threefold: (1) looks; (2) talent; and (3) excellence. Bottomline: These are the women I'd like to have as girlfriends.

First up is Rachel Bilson. She plays role of Summer in the hit television show The O.C. This petite actress is very beautiful and always well-dressed. Anyway, what really endears her to me is that her character's relationship with Seth Cohen (played by Adam Brody) in The O.C. very much reminds me of a love-hate relationship I had with a girl I went with in law school. I never properly courted her but we ended being an "us" although we were never officially "on". Everytime Summer and Seth try to beat the wits out of the other, I am reminded of the bickerings and petty fights I had with my own (ex)-(girl)friend.

Must Blow 03: Jeff Timmons.

He suffered under the shadow of his more celebrated bandmate (that one who got married and divorced to a blonde dumb pop star) but he was always the one who looked better and had a greater talent. Today's Must Blow nominee is former 98 Degrees band member Jeff Timmons.

Jeff Timmons owns the best set of pecs that ever recorded an album or sang on stage. As a member of the once popular and successful 98 Degrees, he serenaded us with such hit songs as "I Do (Cherish You)", "Still", "Because of You", "The Hardest Thing" and the remake of "She's Out of My Life". Unfortunately, he exited the limelight at the same time that his band, well, disbanded. His solo career has not taken off.

I am still hoping that he gets a much deserved second chance in the recording business and in the concert scene. I still haven't had the opportunity to watch him perform live, see him remove his shirt while I scream my brains out and ogle as his pecs jump and juggle.

Last year, he was featured in Playgirl. The magazine was wise enough to make sure that there are money shots --- photos of his bulging pecs. Disappointingly, though, other than glimpses of that glorious chest, Playgirl did not go for more. And this from a magazine that is known for publishing the full monty.

It was a missed opportunity for all of us. I remember in one interview he was asked whether he was willing to pose naked for a million dollars. His answer: Yes, even for less than that amount.

Oh, Jeff. If only I've saved enough money....

Jarhead, Entourage and Emmy Losers.

Rachel and I decided to spend the day at their house last Saturday. Her parents weren’t home and there wasn’t a nice film screening in theaters. Meryl Streep’s The Devil Wears Prada, which we are both eager to see, isn’t due in theaters until Wednesday. To have something worthwhile to do, we bought an original DVD of Jarhead. I also bought a copy of the complete first season of the new HBO series Entourage.

Jarhead is an amazing film. I think it is one of the best films about the gulf war like Three Kings (starring George Clooney, Mark Wahlberg and Ice Cube and directed by David O. Russell), the most provoking and entertaining war movie since Black Hawk Down (collaboration by Ridley Scott and Josh Hartnett) and will later on be regarded as a classic alongside Platoon (Oliver Stone, director; Charlie Sheen, lead actor) and The Thin Red Line (an all-star cast film helmed by Terence Malick).

I even think that Jarhead is the best film of last year. I wonder why it was snubbed in the Oscar. Performance wise, Jake Gyllenhaal gave another strong and intelligent depiction. He is fast becoming a critic-proof actor, much like Matt Damon in the late 1990s. Sam Mendes also made a better directing job than he did in American Beauty. Having such a controversial material such as the gulf war provides a lot of temptation to have the movie become preachy, lengthy, heavy and didactic. Fortunately, Sam Mendes’s direction showed a lot of restraint and the cinematography was also exceptional.

Gay Notes on Jake G & Jarhead: Jake showed more flesh here than in Brokeback Mountain. Was that really his ass shown when his character was having sex with his girlfriend? Jake has nice, tight buns. He must have done quite a preparation for that scene wherein he was dancing around naked and wearing only a red santa’s hat to cover his dick. In the jack-off scene, Jake G used his left hand. Is that how he does it in real life or is that how Anthony Swofford (from whose experiences the book was based) masturbates in real life? I am not at all interested in Swofford so I will just assume that Jake G is left-handed.
-----oOo----- Yesterday, Sunday, I watched the first two episodes of the first season of Entourage. The series is very promising. Adrian Grenier is a most welcome talent. He is fresh faced and walks sexily in and out of his scenes. Too bad, though, that he does not bear any physical resemblance to Mark Wahlberg, on whose early Hollywood experiences the series is based. Jeremy Piven, on the other hand is very savvy.

However, I think the creators should add more layers to the characterization of the supporting characters such as Eric, Johnny and Turtle. Unless more depth is provided to their characters, the series will not go far and the audience might easily tire of the show. After all, how long can you suffer through a show just to see the pretty face of Adrian Grenier?

Question to Mr. Grenier: How often do you shave? By the amount of facial hair and nine o’clock shadow that you sport, I’d guess you have to shave every hour. Ha ha ha.
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Finally, I was able to watch the satellite telecast of the primetime Emmy Awards. Charlie Sheen, whose comedic timing and delivery only improves with each episode of Two and a Half Men, lost again. People used to say that Martin Sheen was so brilliant as President Bartlett in The West Wing that his Emmy win is just a matter of time. That did not happen as Martin Sheen lost again and with the show already off the air, there is no opportunity for that opinion to become a fact. Martin and Charlie both went home empty handed. Is losing in their genes?

The West Wing, despite having the best season in its last season wherein the main storyline was the presidential bids of Democratic candidate Jimmy Smits and Republican bet Alan Alda, lost to 24 as Best Drama. There was also no goodbye gift for Debra Messing (nominated for Best Actress in a Comedy). She becomes the only member of the Will & Grace gang to not win an Emmy. Sometime in the first seven seasons of Will & Grace, Eric McCormack, Sean Hayes and Megan Mullally were all honored by the Emmy for their performances.

American Idol also lost as best reality show. It seems like Emmy is not yet ready to reward its popular success. It was the best season for Idol as it had the best crop of talents this year and also the highest ratings in its five seasons. On the other hand, there was nothing new in the past season of The Amazing Race (which won).

The snub on last year’s winners, Lost (Best Drama) and Desperate Housewives (Best Comedy) wasn’t felt in the ceremonies. There wasn’t even a joke from host Conan O’ Brien.

Speaking of Emmy host. When will Ellen Degeneres be invited back to host? She is the funniest woman emcee.

[Inset: Adrian Grenier and Jeremy Piven celebrate the latter's Emmy win as Best Supporting Actor in a Comedy Series for their show Entourage.]

Sean Faris, Flaunt Boy.

One of the best buys I had over the weekend is an old issue of Flaunt Magazine. The issue does good for my Sean Faris withdrawal syndrome. Sean Faris, hot guy, was until recently a fixture in my fantasies. That was until his sitcom Life as We Know It was cancelled.

The photos in Flaunt are excellent and although Sean kept most of his clothes on in this spread, he still comes off as sexy, alluring and delicious.

Sean, as I gather from my googling is back on TV with a new show called Reunion. I hope the show gets to air here soon. He is also doing various movie projects. I have to watch out for them too.

But I sincerely hope that the people behind The O.C. would be able write a role for him. The guy is beautiful and looks like someone who was born and raised in Orange County. I guess he can give Seth (Adam Brody) real competition for the affections of Summer (Rachel Bilson). Why not? Summer, after all, has been attracted to the neat, boy-next-door type.
Sean can also square against Ryan (the de-jaminized "Ben" McKenzie). Ever since Luke (Chris Carmack) left the County, everyone left in the show are good boys. Even Ryan. I bet Sean can play a character that can really tick-off Ryan or cause his insecurities to resurface.

Anyway, whatever happens to his career, whether he indeed becomes the next Tom Cruise (a comparison that is often made because of their physical resemblance) or is thrown into oblivion, these photos are must-haves for Sean's fans.

Marvel's Civil War [or How I was Lured into Reviving an Old Hobby] .

Just recently revived what has quickly turned out to be a very expensive hobby. I am again into comics/comic books/graphic novels reading and collecting.

Reading and collecting comics was a hobby that ended contemporaneously with my childhood. Best I could recall, I learned how to read by poring over comics, or komiks, since I then eagerly devoured Funny Komiks, For Children Only and Ayos!. Even when I was only three or four years old, I would fight with my siblings for the right to first peruse the komiks we would buy every week. New issues would come out on Thursdays and Fridays and we would buy our copies on Saturday or Sunday morning, together with the suman and puto that we volunteered to buy just so we could see the latest in the news and comics stand about three blocks from our apartment. Hence, by the time I entered kindergarten, I had the competitive advantage of already knowing not only my ABCs but also my ABAKADA.

In elementary and high school, my taste shifted to horror and sports-oriented comics and, under the influence of one female cousin, romance-themed ones (Lovelife and Campus Romance, he he). During early puberty, I also bought comics depicting sex but these were limited to the tame versions and not hard core.

The hobby waned by the time I entered third year high school until after college. I was immersed into reading pocket books --- from best sellers to classics. The past three years, I would purchase copies of Simpsons comics that I would find astray in Booksale. But that was the extent of it.
My interest was piqued when I learned about Marvel’s Civil War saga. I was intrigued by how the story would develop of a federal law (Superhuman Registration Act) dividing the superhero community. While Iron Man favored the law, Captain America took it as affront on his civil liberties. The line was drawn and other superheroes such as Spider-Man, the X-Men and the Fantastic Four, were compelled to pick sides. As the tag line reads: Whose side are you on?
I bought the first comic, Civil War #1 at Fully Booked in Greenhills. From then on, I was hooked. I have now the other two issues and am anticipating the release of the fourth installment.
It turned out to be a very expensive hobby since there are variant covers (which costs twice as much as the regular edition) to consider. I could not miss the cover of Civil War #2 wherein Spider-Man reveals himself to the world as Peter Parker. Also, there are tie-ins to existing comic lines like Amazing Spider-Man, Fantastic Four, The New Avengers and Wolverine where the Civil War storyline spills over. So in order to have a grasp of the big picture, I also bought the relevant issues of these comics.
Since I was already in the comics shops, I also picked up copies of Wolverine Origins (I now have issues 1 to 5) and the paperbook edition of the historic Death of Superman, which DC Comics did when I was in high school and couldn’t afford to buy. I bought the first owing to the fact that Wolverine is my favorite mutant.
Last Monday, I had the luck to find Wolverine #42 at Cat Collectibles in Greenhills. This is the first issue of the comics to carry the Civil War angle. This was a precious find. All in all I have spent about P 4,000.00 in just three weeks!!!

[Comic covers from top to bottom: Civil War #1; Civil War #2 (variant edition); Wolverine Origins #1; and Wolverine #42.]
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Speaking of precious finds, I found this sexy picture of Mark Herras over the internet. Am not particularly a fan of this guy and only found it serendipitously. But he is really sexy in this photo so I might as well post it for future reference.

Must Blow 02: Brent Javier.

Brent Javier started his commercial modelling career in the Philippines after winning in a bikini contest. Since it is obvious that his beauty is universal, he was able to expand his gigs to other parts of Asia.

I took notice of him when he became "that guy" in the Ponds commercial. I wasn't alone. So soon afterwards, he was in several other commercials such as for Addict Mobile and was featured in various magazines like Cosmopolitan (Philippine edition), X and Icon. Hands down, his most revealing photo shoot was when he was named top hunk in Cosmo's 2004 Bachelor/Centerfold special (see photo above).

2003 and 2004 were the banner years for Brent. I don't think there was a model during those years who had as many projects as he did. He still does commercial and ramp modelling these days but he isn't as visible as before.

Here's Johnny!!!!!

Had a very eventful day yesterday. The day began great during the settlement conference we had at the Hotel Intercontinental in Makati. During dessert, when we were just about wrapping up the meeting, the opposing counsel told my boss ---in the presence of our client and the other party--- that he was greatly impressed by my performance as a young lawyer. He particularly liked the fact that I was always prepared whenever we had a hearing and never once asked for a deferment or cancellation of a hearing. I took over this particular in only my second month of practice and fresh out of law school. Yup, I am such a young legal advocate.
The compliment means a lot to me. First, because the comment had a basis in fact and wasn’t just made to flatter me or break the silence in the table. I was a rookie lawyer when I took this case. On the other hand, opposing counsel has been in practice for about forty years now. And this lawyer is de campanilla, as others would say, as he was the valedictorian in his law class, worked and rose in the biggest law firm in the country, and now acts as internal counsel of one of the most prestigious banks we have. I really took it as a challenge squaring off with him in court. Looking back, he was right that in the past four years I have never sought any cancellation or resetting of this case. Second, because the lawyer who made this comment is someone who has been in the profession for quite a long time and has handled cases alongside or against such legal bigwigs as Sen. Raul Roco, former SC Justice Isagani Cruz, Sen. Franklin Drilon and another former justice, Abraham Sarmiento.
I wish I could have returned the compliment. However, I was too stunned by the unexpected praise that my mind briefly went blank.

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After gym, I accompanied Alfred to fetch Johnny from the airport. One of our classmates is getting married tomorrow (August 19) and Johnny, who is part of the entourage, is one of the last ones to arrive from abroad. I was not particularly thrilled by Alfred’s idea that I join him. Johnny and I had a history (he was the second guy in high school that I blew – a fact not known to Alfred. I don’t think Alfred even suspects that I suck cock.) and the situation might be awkward. However, Alfred said he will be driving and I had no good excuse to offer.
Johnny got married about three years ago. Last year, he, his wife and one-year-old daughter migrated to the United States and settled in New Jersey. From our common friends I gathered that his wife gave birth about two or three months before. Thus, she was unable to join Johnny in this trip.
Seeing Johnny last night, I can say that marriage, fatherhood and America agreed with him. Although he gained a few pounds, it was evenly distributed in all parts of his body. He still looked dashing. I may have blushed when I saw him. I only hope he didn’t notice.
Things turned out better than I though it would. The situation wasn’t awkward at all. Johnny showed both surprise and joy upon seeing me.
I really thought that things would be awkward between us. As I said, we had history. On two occasions in high school, I gave Johnny a blow job. We were very close friends in elementary and high school but in college we drifted apart as we went to different universities. We were able to remain civil towards each other when the class held reunions and to observers, we might even have appeared to still be close friends. However, I think because of what transpired between us that we never discussed or defined, we could not continue our friendship in the same way and level as before. Nevertheless, I still considered us friends. Heck, he even called me at times in my cell phones to invite me to group gigs or to ask legal opinions. That was why it was a complete surprise to me that he didn’t invite me to his wedding. At first, I thought that they were trying to keep the event as intimate as possible and was limiting the number of guests. However, when I found out that almost everyone in our class was invited, I knew something was wrong. I was offended and disappointed that he did not invite me. I only took consolation in the fact that I was not invited --- just like his ex-girlfriends.
Alfred paid for dinner at Dencio’s. Afterwards, since we were all tired and there is work today, we dropped Johnny at his hotel where he will be staying in the next ten days.

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Got to sleep really tired and late last night. However, I had the perfect dream to cap an exceptional day. Last night, I dreamed of this particular photo of Julian Fantechi. Only, in my dream, Julian was moving. I was in bed and Julian approached me in this precise pose – putting his arms against the frame of my bedroom door, all naked. He stood in front of me and I placed his cock inside my mouth. It slowly grew inside me and I sucked and sucked and sucked him.
Somewhere along the dream, the image was replaced by another, and Julian was gone as swiftly as he had come. I don’t think he got to fuck me.
Well, I have been thinking so much of Julian that he appears to have taken anchor in my subconscious and in my dreams. I don’t consider it bad at all.

Sam Milby and the Smell of Irish Spring.

Got to the gym late last night. It was nearly eight o'clock, so while I was just preparing for my workout, a lot of the other club members were already setting to go home or meet their friends or dates for dinner.

I had just opened my locker to stuff my bag and shoes inside when I smelled the strong scent of a familiar soap. I have not gotten a whiff of it for quite a long time now (I guess even for a decade) but it was so distinct that I easily recognized what it was. Irish Spring. Yes, that soap. And when I say that the smell was strong, I meant STRONG.

And who was the culprit sporting such scent? My crush. It appears that he had just come out of the shower and he literally reeked of Irish Spring. I even bravely venture to guess that it was the green variant. I have nothing against Irish Spring. I even used it when I was about seven years old (and for some reason for the years that followed, it was hardly available in groceries and supermarkets). It was just that the scent really caught me by surprise (for lack of a better term) last night.

So now let me turn to the guy lathered with the scent of Irish Spring. He wasn't a big crush of mine. It was just that he was new in the gym and the first time I saw him, I found him cute, neat and decent. The crush soon dwindled as he impressed me as effeminate (pointed brown shoes, anyone?) and self-absorbed. Still, I think I'd ask him out if I get the chance. I've caught him quite a number of times checking me out too.

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Sam Milby has grown on me. A lot of women and gay men have been going gaga over him ever since he joined the Philippine Edition of Big Brother. He became so popular that a barrage of product endorsements literally landed at his doorstep. However, I did not find him attractive then.

But the story is different now, ever since Bench put up in EDSA that billboard of him sporting a blue shirt and his trademark (as I now know) smile. Now, everytime I drive by that billboard on my way to work I find myself smiling back at him. I have even begun to notice his virtues (yes he is handsome and possesses a winsome smile) and wonder how he would be in bed. So, it is official, Sam Milby is my new crush.

[Photos shown here were taken during the fashion show, Bench Fever. While almost all the actors who participated in this event modelled in underwear, this was the extent of flesh Sam was willing to parade. In one interview, I heard him say that he needn't model in briefs and boxers since his career is doing "very well" right now. I wasn't able to watch the fashion show as on the same night, I had a date and we saw Superman Returns.]

Must Blow 01: Brandon Manilow.

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Today’s Must-Blow guy is Brandon Manilow. Brandon is a young stud from the stable of porn powerhouse Bel-Ami. I first saw him in one part of Personal Trainers where his cock and that of Julian Armanis were taken in one breath in the wide mouth of Tommy Hansen. He has appeared since in Greek Adventures II, Lukas in Love (Part I) and A+, among other productions. His best performances, for me, were when he topped Tommy Hansen in Greek Adventures II and gave Josh Elliot a birthday gift he will never forget in Lukas in Love.

Scott Turow's Reversible Error.

Never thought there would come the day that I would close a Scott Turow book and not feel captivated or enthralled. The name Scott Turow, to me, has become a very reliable brand. Much like Nike and Coca-Cola. It has become synonymous to quality authorship and reading. Scott Turow is not only equivalent to high-end legal thriller but is high-end legal thriller itself.

That possibility never crossed my mind. That is, until I finished reading his (so far) penultimate book, Reversible Errors (2002). The book left me disappointed and wanting. Turow has raised the bar in legal fiction writing that when a reader buys his book, the reader expects a lot. Lamentably, that expectation was not reached by this literary adventure.

Reversible Errors was not entirely a bad read. If it were written by John Grisham or Richard North Patterson, my reaction would have been different. I would have considered it another worthwhile read. But again, as I said, Turow is Turow and he is a class of his own. As such, Reversible Errors only becomes a bad book because it pales in comparison with his previous works.

Scott Turow's works are distinctly characterized by their intricate plot, the ability of the inhabitants of Kindle County to be both heroic and base, the plot twister that is both revealed and shrouded, where judges are neither uni-mensionally indiscreet or solomonic, and lawyers, in one body, are both devil's advocates and the knights of lady justice. Such trademark was most evident in Presumed Innocent (1987), Pleading Guilty (1993) and Personal Injuries (1999) .
Instead, Reversible Errors comes out as flat. It lacks the twists and turns of Pleading Guilty, the internal moral dilemma of The Burden of Proof (1990) and the excitement of courtroom drama as displayed in Presumed Innocent. Arthur Raven, the protagonist in this work, likewise does not possess the courtroom skills of Sandy Stern (Presumed Innocent and The Burdern of Proof) or the easy to empathize with character of Robbie Feaver (Personal Injuries).
Nevertheless, I don't think it will deter me from reading his next book (Ordinary Heroes) or any of his succeeding works (I sincerely and eagerly hope that there are more to come). I still consider him one of the best and most talented writers ever and Reversible Errors is but a literary error that he could quickly and easily remedy. One might even argue that, after seven published books, a bad novel was long overdue from Turow. Even F. Scott Fitzgerald and John Steinbeck's pens stumbled. Not going far back, John Grisham has been writing the same way since The Pelican Brief until The Brethren (with the exception of The Rainmaker).

Julian Fantechi: God of Physical Beauty.

Once in every age, the gods take physical form and descend to walk among us. A few weeks back I saw Julian Fantechi’s bare photos scattered in the internet. In the instant that I saw those pictures, there was no doubt in my mind that he is no mere mortal. He is a god of physical male beauty who has permitted us lesser creatures to see him, appreciate him, and even worship him.
I am still in awe at the sight of Julian. He leaves me breathless. And speechless. Everytime I see his image, I am reduced to asking myself: Is it possible for one to look this beautiful?

I mean, look at him. His face. His hair. His chest. His arms. His stomach. His legs. His cock. Is there one part of him that you not envy? Is there one part of him that you not crave? Is there one part of him that you could complain of?
Yet, beautiful does not seem to do him justice. Even calling him gorgeous does not quite remedy it. It is only by conceding that he is physical beauty, that he is a god, that we can put an end to any internal argument.
Julian, physical beauty, can put a lot of Hollywood pretenders to shame and out of business. Even Brad Pitt cannot measure up to him. No, Troy must bow before him.
I am so grateful that Julian has decided to share his gift to us. I am so glad that this god disrobed for all men to see.
But isn’t that what gods are supposed to do? Remind us of our mortality. Mirror to us our imperfections and shortcomings. Give us a taste of things we can never have or never be.

[Notice: Copyright and all other rights to the pictures used in this blog pertain to the copyright owners of these pictures. The use of these pictures in this blog is purely for personal purposes and no commercial purpose or financial gain is intended by their publication.]

SpeciMen 02: Albert Martinez, Hugh Jackman and Sean McNeil.

For this month's edition of Specimen, I have chosen to feature three truly exceptional guys. One of them made his name in Philippine cinema as a matinee idol in the 1980s, the other took Hollywood by storm by playing a temperamental mutant and the last has graced the pages of Playgirl on at least two occasions.

Albert Martinez is one of my earliest man-crushes. When I was still about seven or eight year old, I already harbored a crush on this guy. I think it was in one of those movies where he was paired with Snooky Serna that I saw one afternoon on television. I remember one scene in one of his movies wherein he was in the shower and he realized he was losing his hair (a sign of cancer). I was horrified that he would really die -- the first man I ever admired!!!

After making money out of his several love teams, Albert eloped to the United States and was missed from show business for a while. In late 1990s, he returned to Manila. He reinvented himself and was quickly the most sought-after leading man in the sexy films then in fashion. He was exceptionally good in Scorpio Nights 2 and Segurista. He did several other films (some of which I suffered through in theaters) but they are best forgotten.

He is now 40 years old (and happily married with kids) but is still as enticing as the first time that I saw him on screen.

I personally saw him once during a concert. He sat on the row right in front of me. Too bad I didn't recognize him until after the concert. He was only a few inches taller than I am and he smelled really delicious. I couldn't gush there and then or approach him to steal a kiss since I was with friends.
When the role of Wolverine was being cast, I doubt that many believed that whoever got the role would become Hollywood's next big player. Hugh Jackman proved them all wrong.

Jackman quite literally clawed his way into Hollywood and every moviegoer's consciousness by playing Wolverine in the movie X-Men. His performance was so dead-on that the film merited two other installments that became highly-anticipated and certified blockbusters as the first.

Although no one predicts that Hugh Jackman will be winning any Oscar anytime soon, he has proven his capacity to portray a wide range of roles. He shown his ability to play the romantic leads in Kate and Leopold and Someone Like You, take the role of a gritty action star in Swordfish and hunt vampires in Van Helsing. He has even conquered Broadway by playing a very famous gay man in The Boy from Oz.

Aside from that, Hugh Jackman is a rare breed of actor who can swagger into the silverscreen and literally take the breath away from the viewers by his sheer presence and sex appeal. Yes, he is one of the bona fide sexiest man in Hollywood today. Although he did not get the role of James Bond (he was ambiguous whether he was interested in playing the role), I still think he was the best candidate to suceed Pierce Brosnan. Do you imagine anyone else coming over to you and introducing himself "Bond. James Bond." who would shock the senses and the shorts out of you? I didn't think so too.

The last man in this month's triumvirate is Sean McNeil. Of all my favorite Playgirl models, he is my most favorite. It probably won't mean much to an average person but I have been an avid reader of that magazine for about nine years now and I have compared almost all their models inch by inch of their exposed skin. After years of admiration and comparison, I always end up prefering this guy over all the others.

Sean has not done any movie but it does not take away from the fact that he is gorgeous. His accomplishments are etched on his flat stomach, strong legs, nine inches of cock and truly alluring face.

He has been featured in Playgirl a number of times. He was part of the Biggest Men on Campus special in 1998 and, most notably, as the magazine's cover and centerfold in its December 1999 issue.

My Frustrating Search for the Everywhere Man.

I have come up with a title for uber-gorgeous guy Julian Fantechi. He is "Everywhere Man". Everywhere I look, he is there. He is all over the internet --- justusboys, bad puppy, playgirl. He even has his own yahoo group (of which I am a proud and grateful member). He is on the cover of various magazines (Playgirl and Men)--- at the same time (a very rare feat!!!). He is the toast and delight of people of all sexual preferences and inclinations.

One place he isn't there, though, is at my usual magazine stands. Yesterday, I went home both disappointed and empty-handed. Again. It was about the fifth or sixth time that I went to the magazine store (one of my two usual porn-stops) to find out if the August issues of Playgirl and Men have arrived. They have not. I have seen on the web the preview photos of Julian Fantechi in these magazines. He is so sexy and inviting in these spreads. I've long been aching to obtain copies of these magazines. Alas, my diligent efforts have left me frustrated.

Scavenging for Playgirl and Men (among other magazines such as Freshmen for their delicious Bel-Ami boys) is a sad reality and a frustrating endeavor as I live in a country that still regards certain images, thoughts, concepts and portrayals as pornographic. As such, only a few brave magazine stand owners sell them (and for such a high price).

It goes without saying that I want my August issues of Playgirl and Men. My web downloads have been great, nevertheless, I want a copy of these magazines lying in my bathroom. I want to be able to glimpse his smile while I drive and scan through the pages of the magazines during traffic. Julian is "Everywhere Man". Justice dictates that he should not only be in my disk drive and on my wallpaper but also be in my brief case and on my breakfast table.