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Sisco and his new man🔥

Master Nathan kei nona bui Bill Nasau👬

1. Be honest with yourself and admit that you’re putting off stuff that really needs to be done.

2. Try and figure out why you’re procrastinating. Is it because you don’t like it, it creates anxiety, you don’t understand it, it feels overwhelming, you’re disorganised …?

3. Decide to break the habit of procrastination by deliberately rewarding yourself for doing something you’d rather not do.

4. Make a pact with a friend –where you deliberately and regularly encourage each other, and hold each other accountable.

5. Sit down and think – in detail – about all the likely consequences of not doing what needs to be done. Be brutally honest, and try and picture what you’re life is going to look like 6 months, a year and five years from now ( if you continue to procrastinate).

6. Decide to break large tasks down into smaller, more achievable tasks, and then tackle these smaller tasks one at a time.

We will forever have the best sex ever together

KAVA DAZE: Shhhh!

I want to start with this post with an apology about not keeping up with this Tumblr page. Life gets in the way sometimes and until recently, there were four of us running this page and Snapchat. Now there’s just me. So welcome back; here’s a new story, a vivid recollection of that one time when…

For us Tongan people (and other islanders), Kava is a ceremonial drink that is often drank wthin a group of men where they discuss their business. From a young age, inu kava was always something I knew about and respected, but never considered doing. I knew that it was for adults and not to disturb or bother when they all would be drinking.

I’m going to take you back to a time when I was in Tonga, staying overnight at my cousin’s cousin’s (not related) place in Fasi. My cousin’s dad who is not my relative remarried and moved back to Tonga with his wife. They had big celebrations in Auckland then took the party back to Tonga. During this night, it was the night before they had a big party at the hall to celebrate their marriage. There were only a few of us from my family who attended the celebrations seeing that my now ex-uncle from marriage was marrying into another family. I still refer to him as my uncle even though we’re not related, he is the father of my cousins after all - its about respect.

Everyone around my age were together and sneaking beer and other alcohol and smoking away from the house. The women were inside the main rooms of the house and at the hall making sure everything was prepared and the men were split; some were cooking pic and drinking beer but there were a few who were gathered in a make-shift shed on the land next door to house drinking kava. Thinking about it now, I don’t know why some were drinking kava and others were drinking beer and bourbon but I was only focused on getting as drunk as I could without being caught and sneaking as many cigarettes as I could. There other people my age were also trying to be as rebellious as possible and were very scared at the thought of being caught. What else was there to do? Drinking seemed to be the only good thing at this point.

One part of the night, my cousin got called next door to where the men were drinking kava to help the men in there with food and prepare the kava. My cousin asked me to go with him because he did not want to be stuck there, listening to the men talk rubbish. I went along with him. Tongan music played from a tape cassette player in the background inside this shed. To give you context, all of the men were in their 30′s and 40′s and there were a group of 20-something year old guys in in there too, as if to ‘grow into a man’. It was the first time I had greeted the men in the room so with respect, I introduced myself to the men I didn’t know and said hello to the ones I knew.  Each handshake was firm and rough, with rugged hands; almost crushing my hand when they greeted me. It was almost like they all were in some silent contest, trying to outdo each other’s strength. One man in particular, my uncle’s cousin almost broke my hand and his eyes looked scary. I instantly knew not to look at him the wrong way or even try to be near him. I got a weird vibe that was telling me to stay away. His name is Mosese. My cousin and I helped stir a new batch of kava whilst the men were talking about all kinds of things, mostly about the differences of New Zealand and Australian life compared to Tonga more to do with cost of living and all things I didn’t really relate to then. As I was born in Australia, Mosese shot a look at me and asked me if I liked Tonga or Australia more. All of the men shot a gaze at me waiting for my response. I was petrified of this man who looked at me as if he could see right through me and I couldn’t think of anything to say that would please the men. I just stated “Umm I like both”. Most of the men were satisfied and nodded as they continued to drink. Mosese shot another question at me, “Tongan girl or palangi girl?”. I quickly responded “both” which made my uncle burst out laughing calling me “greedy” and all of the men laughed.

The attention quickly moved away from me and I could feel like I could breathe a little easier. This Mosese scared me more than any of my uncles and aunties, even when I knew I was going to get a hiding from them. A part of me also wanted Mosese to think I was good so I remained respectful, almost formal each time I was near him. Mosese asked me if I could get him a drink. He was drinking kava and beer; a drink for each hand. I got him his beer and then my uncle ordered me and my cousin to go back to the others and stay out of trouble. The men were cheering and singing loudly whilst they drank and whilst I walked out of the shed with my cousin, Mosese smacked me on my ass really hard and said thank you…(for the drink I guess!). I don’t think he tried to hurt me but he did so I made sure I didn’t give anything away to show it hurt.

I went back with my cousin to our group and they had more alcohol and seemed more drunk. At this time, I made good friends with girl there her name was Millie or Mele, I don’t remember too well about her. Throughout the night her and I were talking alot and getting closer. I was flirting with her and she seemed to be flirting back with me. My cousin noticed this and told me to be careful because we were making it look obvious in front of the others which would not look to good. The night went on and we all had successfully got drunk. I held my alcohol good for my age then and had myself under control. Millie wanted me to walk her to the back of the land because there was a small fale there. We walked away from the group, into the fale and started kissing. She started kissing my mouth with tongue and she was so forceful, I had to keep up. We made out for a bit then I put my hand up her shirt to feel her boobs. She had big full boobs and large nipples. I got to fondle them as I kissed her and she grabbed my crotch area, slowly putting her fingers underneath the waist strap of my shorts. With another hand, I start gliding my hand under her skirt, up her leg. I start rubbing her through her underwear and she moans into my ear and arches her back then goes back to her tonguing my mouth. My fingers started to go beneath her underwear where I could feel her pussy. At the same time, the small door burst open to my older cousin whispering loudly “What the fuck are you two doing?” He yelled at Millie to get back to the group before the girls start talking and asking questions then he punched me and told me I was being careless wondering off with a girl like that. My cousin told me that he wanted me to stay in the shed next door so I could not cause anymore trouble. I tried to apologize and he told me that I’m lucky he didn’t tell Millies dad. I asked him who Millie’s dad was and he said Mosese was her father. My heart sunk and literally thought to myself “WHAT THE FUCK HAVE I DONE”. Because of the fear alone, I abode to my cousins rule and went to lie down to sleep alone in a small room at the back of the shed space. My cousin told me that If I stayed there, he wouldn’t tell anyone what me and Millie were doing. I got myself onto the thin mattress on the floor, took my shirt off and committed myself to fall asleep, over the music and rumbling from the men drinking.

This is where the timeline gets a bit blurry…

Whilst sleeping, I woke up to noises of footsteps and someone putting themselves down, laying down beside me. Someone sleeping next to me, especially in Tonga when there are events on was not unusual, in fact you wouldn’t even acknowledge that they were there and just keep sleeping. That’s what I had intended to do. I could feel this body, the heat from this body, close to mine. I could hear heavy breathing and their movements as this body tried to get some comfort. I felt a part of the sheet I had over me move in the direction of the person laying down beside me, which must have been to cover their body. The sheet was positioned in a way that I couldn’t feel anything on my back because the sheet was pulled and extended away from me. This body laying beside me was lightly humming and it was clear it was one of the men who had drinking kava because their voice was not completely recognizable and it was much deeper than mine. This man smelt of beer and cigarettes. This body moved around and seemed to inch closer and closer to my back (I was lying on my side, facing the wall). I then felt this big arm come underneath my side, grab my chest and pulled me back. I was being pulled onto their body. This arm that grabbed me was a solid arm and I could feel each muscle flex as it grabbed me toward him. 

I was not fat, but was solid in body size. This man’s hand grabbed me in a way that was forceful yet delicate enough to try keep me asleep and unaware. This mans hand was rough and rugged, like all the men there and then his hard started to grab my chest. This man’s had was rubbing my chest and grabbing it with his thumb rubbing on my nipple. The sensation was very strange but felt incredible at the same time. He held me down against him and continued to play with my solid chest. His other hand was now on my ass cheeks. He started to rub them and squeeze my ass cheeks. I started to feel a bit confused but was aroused at the same time. As he rubbed my body and ass, I could feel the warm breath from his mouth on he back on my neck, soft like a pillow yet sounding very aggressive. He enjoyed playing with my ass cheeks, which then turned into him rubbing my hole with one of his fingers and started to poke my hole. He took his finger off of me then I heard his mouth open as his breathing got louder. He put his finger back on my hole and this time, his finger was wet. He poked by ass hole once again. He started to push his finger into my hole. I felt this rough, warm finger go inside my body. It felt strange but I was enjoying it. I tried to remain still but my body was not used to anything anywhere around my ass. I stared to inch and make inaudible noises so I could turn around to reveal who was playing with my body. The next thing I feel is this really hard pull. This held me completely against his body and then he continued to finger my ass hole, this time with more speed. He was fucking my ass with his finger. I started to pant and began to moan softly. He then muffled me with his other hand, leaned down to my ear and said “shhhhh”. The breath coming from his mouth ticked my ear which made me moan more. The hand he was muffling me with jerked me back as if to say to shut up so I just kept breathing whilst he fingered my asshole. He started to slide another finger in which my body started to shake, it was so uncomfortable but I felt compelled to let it happen. This mean leaned in again and then said “Uncle wants your pussy, now shhhhh”. He kept fingering me with his two fingers, I could feel his large fingers explore inside my hole. He got a point in my hole where he was pressing against something inside me which made me throw my body out in pleasure. I was still muffled by his hand so I started to lick his fingers which were covering my mouth. He leaned in down to my ear and said “shut your mouth, don’t say anything”. He then started licking my ear and his fingers were moving faster, fucking my hole. 

Something came over me and I moved my arm over to touch this man’s body. I could tell he had a solid body because he was rough and felt tough. I felt his stomach, which was solid with some definition around his abs. He then pulled his finger out of my hole, let go of me and laid me on my back. He grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. His underwear was tenting with what felt like a thick, Tongan cock. I could feel a tiny wet patch on his underwear from his pre-cum and his cock pulsing through the fabric. I coyly started outlining his cock with my fingers before he thrust his underwear down his legs, exposing his big, thick cock. I grabbed hold of his cock and started to jerk it. It felt different to mine. Not only was it much bigger and thicker than mine at the time, but he was uncut so masturbating him felt easier.. I still did not know who this man was, but I knew I wanted to keep playing with him because he was making me feel good.

He then pushed me hand off of him then got onto his knees, positioned himself infront of me, atop my body and spread my legs. He shoved his fingers in mouth which I sucked and licked, wanting to pleasure him. I could hear him jerking his cock at the same time. He started playing with my balls and quickly jerked my cock. He then started fingering my hole again, keeping my legs spread. He let out a small growl before laying on top of me, I could feel his stubble lightly scratch my skin. He kissed me and stuck his tongue straight down my throat as he fingered me harder and faster. He then moved to my neck and sucked on my neck, leaving hickey marks to the lower sections of my neck. He then started kissing my chest, sucking on my nipples and licking them like a man would do to a woman; like I would have done to girl at that time. I was so turned on that I moved myself up, moved myself off of his finger and grabbed his cock and started jerking it, my other hand touching his body. I leaned forward and started kissing his adult body and licking him all over.  Both of his big, rough hands were now on the back of my head, leading me my head over his body as I kissed and licked his body. He then directed my head down his body where I crossed his belly button and I started to circle my tongue around it. My arms were now around his body and my hands rubbing his back. He moved my head down once again, this time his cock was rubbing around my face. He whispered “kiss me, kiss it”. So I started to kiss the head of his cock. I kissed it like I was making out and then started to lick his cock like a lollipop. He quietly groaned and then pushed his cock into my mouth. He told me to “suck” and I started to suck his cock. It was warm, pulsing and getting wet the more it was in my mouth. I have big, soft lips and a wide, long tongue so I felt like I was doing it properly. He moved my head up and down on his cock until his cock was hitting the back of my throat. I started to gag but he pushed down deeper to stop me from gagging. I kept sucking him and enjoyed having his cock in my mouth. I was completely compelled to give his man pleasure. I felt like it was like the unspoken rule of respect. I was also wondering beneath all of the pleasure just who this man was. I knew he was strong, he was an adult and that his hands were very strong. I still couldn’t figure it out and the room was so dark with just a bit of moonlight coming through the window.

I kept sucking his cock until he pushed my head off of his cock and started to kiss me again. He laid me back down with him laying on top of me, ravaging my neck again, grunting in my ear and saying the words “fuck” over and over. His hands slid down my body, back to my ass where he was rubbing my hole. He moved off my body and moved both my legs in the air and spread apart. I feel his tongue move past my cock and balls which he teases then I feel his tongue on my hole. It was another new, incredible feeling which took a  lot of self control not to scream out in pleasure. He spat on my hole and was eating it out like a pussy. My hole felt warm and wet as he continued to eat me out. He then got back onto his knees, keeping my legs raised and spread then glided his cock over my hold and ass crack. He moved his cock back and forth against my wet hole. I then felt the force of his hand covering my mouth to muffle me again. He was positioning himself and moved my lower body up higher and his body closer to mine.

The moonlight was shining against his neck and chest area where I saw a tattoo of the Tongan shield/crest. He kept my mouth muffled as I felt the tip of his cock press against my hole. He started whispering “relax.. shhhhh… relax”. His cock was pushing against my tight, wet hole and started to go inside me. My body tensed up and my breathing got heavier and he continued to slide himself in. He was moving in slowly so my tight hole could adjust to his cock and I would feel that pulsing feeling from his cock inside my body. He inched more of his cock into my hole and started to breath loudly, I was breathing fast but he remained to keep me muffled so I started to lick his fingers again in pleasure. I looked at his body, specifically his tattoo as he was slowly moving in and out of me whilst I adjusted to his cock in me. The moonlight looked good against his body. He then started to move quicker and deeper, fucking me in and out of my hole. My breathing started to become in time with his stroke and I felt exhausted yet euphoric as he started to fuck me with more pace. My hole was adjusting to his cock and then he started to pound fuck my ass with a little bit of force. He then started to lean down whilst he was fucking me and then it was revealed who was fucking me. The moonlight shone on his face as he lowered his body onto mine. It was Mosese! I had no idea what to do. I was still turned on but a little bit scared he was going to hurt me.

Now that I knew it was Mosese, I felt compelled to give Mosese what he wanted. Mosese laid down on top of my body whilst his cock was still in me and started to fuck me faster, no longer muffling my mouth. Mosesestarted to kiss me with force and as I kissed him back, his stroke felt stronger and deeper. I was breathing very fast and whispering “yes… yes… yes…”. Mosese then continued to ravage my neck with his mouth. He kept fucking me as he licked, bit and kissed my face, neck and my chest. I couldn’t believe that Mosese was fucking me. I loved it. I wanted more. Mosese then pulled out of me and turned me onto my stomach. He told me to get up on my knees and spread my legs. Mosese then grabbed each side of my body and then slammed his cock back into me. It felt different from his position. I could feel Mosese balls hanging and slapping my ass cheeks. Mosese was fucking me fast, pounding me like a piece of meat. He laid on top of my back and his strokes got faster. He was breathing fast, heavy and moaning a little as he fucked my ass. We continued fucking and he kept slamming me. I could feel Mosese’s body start to tense with his moans starting to sound higher in its pitch. He then took his cock out of my ass, laid me back down on my back and put one of his knees beside each side of my head. He then stuck his cock back into my mouth, putting more weight against my head. His cock was very warm now and I could feel it once again, pulsing again. His body started to quiver and his body tensed then I felt a gush of cum through my mouth and down my throat. It was a very unique taste that I had never tasted before but I did my best to swallow ever bit. Mosese was cumming in my mouth and kept fucking my face, getting slower as his gets drained.

After Mosese cums, he lays back down next to me and grabs me in for a cuddle. He kisses my forehead, then my lips and says “thank you… I want you”. I told him he is the boss and he can do whatever he wants. We then both went to sleep, both of us holding to each other in a less-suspicious way.

In the morning, he’s the first to rise and asks me to kiss his cock again. As I lay back down, from very little distance, he stared fingering my hole again. It still felt loose from our fuck the night before. I then move to give him a blowjob again when he pulls away quickly because there’s noise outside the shed. He thanks me once again then clothes himself and tries to go back to sleep. That was it.

We continued to see each other and play around each time I was in Tonga until Mosese and his family moved to the United States. Conveniently each time I was able to play with him was around the serving and get together of inu kava. I wonder if now as an adult myself, if I will ever play with him again?

I hope you enjoyed my story of one of my early early fucks from a long time ago. I didn’t want to put down my age but it was in my early/mid teens that this happened and partially changed my life.

If you enjoyed reading this, please reblog and then also hit me up on SnapChat: @tonganoz1. I’m happy to answer any questions and talk more about this experience.