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Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Much Has Been Settled

Two Saturdays ago, my mobile phone rang while I was busy at work. It was Rey.

"Tol, nahanap na namin yung blog mo," he said, in a singsong voice.

I was shocked. I didn't expect that he would find it that quickly.

"Shit..." I said, trying to hide my surprise, "What do you mean by 'namin'?"

"Si Theo yung nakahanap, binalita ko lang sa'yo," he said coolly.

I lost, so I just did the next thing I know I could do.

"Tol, please don't read it," I pleaded.

He asked mockingly, "At bakit naman hindi?"

Thinking of all the things I shared here, I was starting to get panicky, and I didn't mind hiding it when I answered, "Kasi if gusto kong mabasa ninyo ang mga nakasulat doon, eh di sana matagal ko nang binigay yung URL. Hindi para sa mga mata ninyo ang blog ko. Please lang tol."

"Eh sorry ka, nakita na namin eh," he said, still teasing me.

My best friend knows exactly if I'm already stressed. I made my voice serious.

"Di ako nagbibiro," I threatened.

"Kanina pa kaya nagbabasa si Theo," he said, brushing me off.

"Sabihin mo tumigil siya! Stay away from it pakiusap lang!" I said, raising my voice.

From playful, his voice turned sour as he answered, "Ano bang problema mo tol? Hindi ko pa nakikita yung blog mo, wala pa rin naman kasi akong time magbasa!"

"Basta! Sabihin mo diyan sa boyfriend mo na tantanan niya ang blog ko!" I hissed.

I dropped the call, sighing deeply. Why are you so upset? It's Rey, your best friend. Whatever he discovers there, for sure he won't judge you easily; without doubt, he'll understand, albeit nonetheless perplexed. Theo's the same. They are very open-minded. What's with the panicking?

I found myself staring into space when the answer struck me. Because if they can easily find your blog, then it means other people you personally know won't have a hard time too... You are not unrecognizable as much as you think you are...

I sighed again. The solution was right in front of me. I was overwhelmed with regret as it began to sink in. You have to close down your blog. Now.

***

After that rather stressful phone call, the couple was silent for a week. I used the time to cool my head off. I knew I have to talk to them personally, so I dropped by their printing shop last Sunday afternoon.

"Hey, musta na?" I greeted them.

They were warm and friendly, as usual, as if nothing ever happened a week ago. After some small talk, I told them the main purpose of my visit.

"So... Paano niyo nahanap yung blog ko?" I asked, smiling.

I could tell that the topic made them uncomfortable. They became silent, measuring up my mood. Theo held my gaze, while Rey turned away. After several seconds, I saw Theo nudged Rey using his elbow.

"Anong blog tol? Meron ka pala nun?" Rey said, feigning ignorance. I couldn't tell if he's joking or not.

After looking at Rey and pausing shortly, Theo was the one who provided the answer, "Nahanap namin thru yung Wickedmouth website."

"Oh? Paano?" I asked, genuinely puzzled.

"You gave us a copy of his book di ba? And nakwento mo dati na palagi kang nagbabasa dun. So we checked his latest post, then inisa-isa namin yung mga nag-comment. Until, ayun, we stumbled upon your page. Banner pa lang, alam ko na agad na ikaw," Theo explained.

"Eh kasi naman tol, gagamit ka na lang ng screen name, yung obvious pa," Rey added, finally meeting my eyes.

I don't know exactly why, but I snickered. I found the story somehow amusing.

"Pero pagtingin namin, naka-private na agad eh... Madaya ka," Rey said, upon seeing my reaction.

"Sorry naman, nag-panic ako eh. O siya, io-open ko na ulit. Basta ipangako niyo na walang makakalabas sa inyo. Please?" I asked, "And kung ano man mga mababasa niyo doon, please keep an open mind."

"Lalo tuloy ako na-curious," Theo said, beaming.

Meanwhile, I saw Rey frowning, so I quizzed him, "Bakit? Ano pa problema?"

"Naalala ko lang, bakit 'Rey' ang name ko dun? Ang panget! Buti pa yung kay Theo, maganda pakinggan. Ang dami naman iba, bakit yun pa binigay mo sa akin?" he complained.

"Eh anong gusto mo itawag ko sa'yo? 'Rhiannon'?" I said, laughing.

"Di mo man lang ginawang 'Ashton' o kaya 'Claude'..." Rey sulked.

"Sorry ka, mas bagay sa'yo ang 'Rey' eh," Theo answered, winking at me.

***

P.S. Rey and Theo, before I forget, I hope you can forgive me for featuring your love story here without your consent. I wasn't able to ask you before because I was keeping this blog a secret. Just tell me if you want it removed. But for the love of God, please don't. Anyway, expect the unexpected here, and enjoy reading!

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Much Has Been Said And Done

[EDITED]

3 things...

***

More than a month has passed since Ace and I ended our relationship. I used a previous entry as a metaphor for one of our last conversations.

I'm sorry if I still can't tell all the details regarding what happened. I have yet to resist getting plunged into a moment of sadness whenever I think about all of it.

All I can say is that everything was my fault. I am to blame for all that transpired.

I am still angry at myself. I have yet to forgive the nasty little guy inside me. That miniature bastard that, in spite of everything I have learned and experienced so far in my wretched homosexual life, still needs to grow up.

Maybe someday, I'll finally be able to talk about it. But I don't think it would be soon.

Maybe once I accepted my weaknesses; when all the wounds have healed.

***

A recent conversation with my best friend...

Rey: Sep, ano yung naririnig ko na blog mo? Balita ko meron ka daw ah?
Me: Sino nagsabi sa'yo? Wala 'yun. Wag mo na alamin.
Rey: Dali na... Ano nga? Ang damot mo...
Me: Wala nga... Puro shit lang ang nandoon. Wag ka na mag-abala...
Rey: *hmp* Ah basta, hahanapin ko 'yang blog mo. Expert pa naman ako sa internet. Mahahanap ko rin 'yan, hintayin mo...
Me: Uh oh... *gulp*

***

Tinatamad na kong mag-blog.

Kaso nanghihinayang ako dun sa mga nakapila sa drafts ko. Marami-rami pa 'yun. Mga kwento, opinyon, at kung ano-anong kabaklaan at kalaswaan. Gaya ng mga nasa ibaba; all set na ang topic, isusulat na lang.


Pero wala pa talaga akong ganang magsulat. Maghahanap muna ako ng gana; baka nandiyan lang sa paligid, pakalat-kalat.

Sa ngayon, blog-hopping muna ang trip ko. :)

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Letter Break 9 ~ If The Price Is Right

After ng maraming pilitan, finally ay pumayag din si Ace na i-share ang isa sa mga stories niya. Hindi ko na ito masyadong in-edit kasi baka mag-iba na ang kanyang writing style. So enjoy this as it is! :)

***

'He turned on his side to face me. “If I have to do this, it’s you I’d like to do this with.” He slowly ran his hand in my chest, then lower, and lower. I can feel his warm breath in my neck while I lie in my back on my side of the bed, with eyes closed, body tensed in anticipation. I can feel his body pressed to my side, his crotch starting to get hard as he slowly rubs it in my hips. This is really happening…'

I saw Jack the first time in some of Ross' Friendster pictures a year ago. At 19, he has that nice boyish charm, a great looking twink with expressive eyes and slightly bad boy mohawk hair. Pinoy na pinoy ang looks nya except for his nicely shaped nose. I can clearly see why Ross picked him to be his partner. Bagay sila although Ross is mestizo with a very smooth complexion, fat-free lean body, 6-pack abs, and great smile. Ross and I were never an item although he used to spend his weekends at my place and we have sex all the time. I don’t find him sexy maybe because he’s just too goodlooking and too smooth for my taste. When he met Jack at naging sila, understandably, di na pumupunta sa bahay si Ross. I didn’t mind. When I looked at their pictures, I can say na jackpot si Ross kay Jack. Jack is the package that I like in a guy – young, skinny, cute but not too perfect to the point of femininity. Yung sakto lang.

Trip trip lang, I added Jack in Friendster. Ross didn’t mind. Alam naman nya na di ko naman ugali manulot ng jowa. Minsan nakakapag short PM kami. Standard flow lang: Kumusta? Regards kay Ross. Namention na ako ni Ross dati. Ingat lagi. I hope to meet you in person someday.

A year later, like most of young lovers, they broke up. Ross has difficulty making himself exclusive. Jack was devastated. One night, he asked me to turn on my Skype video because he has no one else to talk to. Pagkakita ko sa kanya sa screen, naawa ako sa hitsura nya. Mugto ang mata at iyak nang iyak. He confided na despite the appearance of a happy couple that are so much in-love, they were fighting a lot due to Ross' infidelity. Ilang beses daw nya nahuhuli sa texts na may mga kalaguyo daw na iba ang isa. Worse, lahat eh random hookups lang. Ross even have sex with strangers sa mall restrooms pati sa MRT. Hala, kadiri naman yun. To make it even worse, si Ross pa nakipaghiwalay sa kanya. Aw, I don’t know what to say. Apparently, I don’t know Ross that much outside our weekend affairs.

I attempted to talk to Ross but he doesn’t want to talk about it. Yoko naman magpumilit. Di naman talaga kami close. I realized na sa haba ng pinagsamahan namin, the words we were exchanging are not plenty except yung madalas na ungol lang – kung matatawag na word yun. Si Ross ay FUBU ko lang. Wala akong alam sa kanya. Ang malas ni Jack.

So naging crying shoulder ako ni Jack. While he is coping with his recent heartache, I was always there. We chatted, we skyped, we talked over the phone. Daming episodes ng iyakan. Pero di ako napagod. Di ako bored. I actually enjoyed it. Kahit di pa kami nagkikita in person, mas madami akong nalaman sa personal na buhay nya kesa sa ilang buwan naming pagsasama ni Ross.

Months has passed, Jack is slowly recovering. Mas kunti na ang luha. Then unti-unti lumilitaw ulit ang kagwapuhan nya. Tumatawa na sya. I helped him. Before I knew it, I am falling for him.

SHIT.

We can’t stay friends. I have to make a move.

I asked him to meet me for coffee. Like a date? No, just friends hanging out.

From QC, he took the MRT to Pasay. I took the bus from Cavite.

Coffee’s good. But I don’t care. I just can’t stop staring at him from across the table. How can Ross let go of this guy? He is the type of man I am waiting to fall in love with. We might look like an odd couple – a 27-yr old guy in poloshirt, jeans, and leather shoes with a 19-year old mohawk twink in The Martian t-shirt, skinny jeans, and lo tops. But I like him beyond his looks. He is smart, he can carry a conversation with a guy who is 8 years his senior.

We talked about everything – weather, family, work, school, Ross. The latter is a sad topic. But there are no tears. Just regrets. The things he did for Ross. The things Ross ignored. I can tell Jack is a faithful guy. He never looks at other guys, not even a glance kahit madaming gwapo na naglilipana sa MOA. I asked him about it and he said he’s not that type. He really wants a serious deal with someone.

First meeting. HE IS A KEEPER.

Second meeting, we did things that he enjoys doing – video games and arcade. I did not enjoy it at all. I don’t like those zombies jumping out at me. But I like watching him having a great time. I like watching him smile, chuckle, and stomp his feet at GAME OVERs.

A few hours later, we were sitting at the seawall of Manila Bay next to MOA, watching the red sunset. After mastering enough courage and thinking this is the right moment, I told him I am falling in love with him and I think he is the right man I was waiting for. His looked at me, his face sad like he just heard a bad news. “Sorry Ace, I don’t feel that way. You are a great guy and I like you but can we just be friends? I intend to stay single for awhile after being hurt recently.”

GAME OVER?

I was raised in the belief that I can have anything if I want it badly enough and I am willing to work hard for it. Hell, despite being born poor, I graduated valedictorian in highschool and Cum Laude in Mechanical Engineering after surviving years depending in scholarships!

I am not stopping over a single NO. I will show Jack that I am worth a thousand Ross.

I brought my game to the next level. I took him to nicer places to eat. Yung tipong buhis buhay ang gastos. We hang out more frequently. Nakabakod na ako kay Jack. Sinigurado ko na hindi na sya makalingon sa iba. But everytime I bring out my feelings for him, his answer did not change.

“Sorry Ace, we are just friends.” Grabe. Ansakit. So di ba dapat tumigil na ako? Pero hindi. Gago lang.

So I also bought him things everytime I travel outside the country – from chocolates, to shirts, to keychains, to watches, etc. Grabe talo ko pa ang nanliligaw sa babae – which is not this hard based on my experience when I was in college! Aba, may napapasagot ako dati padalhan ko lang tula! But Jack just thanked me and told me I don’t have to give him anything.

So the courtship went on without even a hint of success. There is one time that I tricked him on spending a night with me in a hotel. Di ko na maalala ang exact reason pero something na hindi sya pwede tumanggi. Akala ko baka pag kami na lang sa isang kwarto, magbago statement nya. I even convinced him to strip naked and join me in the bathtub. Pero kahit nakahubo na kami at nakaharap ako sa kanya at ilang signal na ang pinadala ko, he was ignoring the possibility of a passionate sex! Feeling ko talaga nagtampo ang bed at ang kwarto nang gabing iyon. Kami ang first couple siguro na nagstay dun na walang nangyari!!! Pucha naman, kahit bestfriend ko siguro papatusin ko sa kalamigan ng gabi nung time na yun. Pero wala!

Then reality sets in. There is no way na mapasaakin ang lalaking eto. Wala syang nararamdaman sa akin at di sya nag iinarte lang. Di talaga nya ako type kahit maglupasay man ako sa kalye. Di pa ako nabasted. Ganito pala pakiramdam.

So dapat move on na lang. Ang problema, ansakit. Nakaka-miss sya. Nakakabaliw. Ang formula ko in the past para makalimutan ang gusto kong kalimutan ay mag isip ng mga di magagandang bagay about him. Para may dahilan magalit.

Pero wala akong maisip. He’s a good guy. Di naman nya ako niloko in any way kasi umpisa pa lang, sinabi na nya sa akin na di nya ako trip. Ako lang ang makulit talaga.

Di ko na-mention before that Jack has not finished college . Napatigil sa pag aaral on his second year dahil kinulang ng pera pantustos ang father nya. He wants to go back to school pero di din sapat ang kinikita nya as a barista sa isang sikat na coffee chain. May utang pa sya sa school so hindi nya makuha transcript of records nya to transfer to another cheaper school.

One day, he told me na isasanla nya muna PS2 nya for P3500. He must be needing the money so bad na he is willing to let go of his most precious na pag-aari as a gamer. Maliit na pera lang ang 3500 at alam ko na given his current situation, baka mauwi lang sa remate ang PS2 nya pag iba kumuha. At least ako mas lenient. So I offered na ako na kukuha if ihahatid nya sa Cavite ang unit.

Dumating sya the next day. QC being too far at rest day naman nya, I offered that he spend the night at my place. We hang out and we chat like we always do.

Then before midnight, we decided to go to sleep. In my bed, we talked about mga problema namin sa buhay at that time na mahirap lusutan – him being broke and me being in love with him.

Then I got an idea.

We can actually help each other out.

“Jack, you know I am still inlove with you. You are someone that I want so much that can’t be mine. What if I give you a proposition. I am willing to pay for it.”

He looked at me. Not saying anything but I know I got his attention.

“We are friends for a long time now. But you are more than a friend to me. You are also an obsession. The more you turn me down, the stronger my desire is.”

“Ace, I know where this is going. Di ako pokpok.” He sounded hurt.

“Sorry. But please just hear me out. By agreeing to this, you are helping me get over this obsession. In return, I will give you your P3500 and not take your PS2. You won’t owe me anything. On the other hand, we are friends just helping each other."

“We will not talk about it in the morning. We will not mention this again ever. Just give me tonight.”

“I don’t know. I just don’t have sex with anyone that I don’t love.”

“Make me your exception. Just tonight.”

He was silent for awhile. I started to think that he fell asleep. I don’t know for how long did silence stretched between us.

He sighed.

He turned on his side to face me. “If I have to do this, it’s you I’d like to do this with.” He slowly ran his hand in my chest, then lower, and lower. I can feel his warm breath in my neck while I lie in my back on my side of the bed, with eyes closed, body tensed in anticipation. I can feel his body pressed to my side, his crotch starting to get hard as he slowly rubs it in my hips.

This is really happening…

He grabbed my hand and guided it inside his boxers. My throat went dry. I felt like I am touching a cock for the first time. I had fantasized this many times so I am very tensed, my heart is racing. I had seen him naked before in the bathtub of a cheap hotel but I never saw him erect. I am not exaggerating when I say that in my 27 years, he has the biggest pinoy cock I have ever touched. I can barely wrap my fingers around it. Sulit ang P3500 ko!

I turned my face to him. His eyes are closed, his breath shallow. I inched my face closer to his. He is very handsome. I am about to kiss his lips when he opened his eyes. Realizing what I am about to do, he said, “Let’s not kiss.”

Fine. Let’s go straight to business then. I slid down until my face is in the same level of his crotch. I pulled down his boxers and stared at his huge dick. Anlaki talaga. I did not lose time admiring him and started sucking it. He groaned. Di ko alam, mukhang ansarap tingnan sa porn ang malalaking titi pero ang hirap pala nyang isubo. Just few minutes and ngalay na ang panga ko.

Bumalik ako sa dating pwesto ko and guided his hand to my boxers din. He gently stroked my already hard cock. I asked him to suck me too. But he shook his head, “I am not sucking your cock.”

Pakyu!

Fine. So I just jerked my cock and he jerked his. I didn’t take my eyes off from his cock while I am jerking mine. At least he’s got a well-endowed package even if the intimacy is horrible. A few minutes later, I saw his muscle tense and seconds later, his cum spewed out of his giant cock. Nice cumshot. My cum explosion followed.

We cleaned up. We pulled up our boxers. And said goodnight.

The next morning we woke up like nothing happened. I gave him the P3500 as promised. He thanked me and he left.

Now, maybe you think lowly of me for paying someone to have sex with me. I may appear desperate and stupid. Maybe you are correct. That may not be even called “sex” in some other people’s opinion!

But let me tell you this. That day, for P3500, I bought my freedom. For a small amount, I was able to:
  1. Slap myself with reality that Jack doesn’t love me. At all. Nor he has any sexual desire towards me. Nada. Zero.
  2. Save more money for dates and presents that are pointless in the hope that my money will impress him.
  3. Save precious time that I could have spent searching or waiting for the next possibility.
  4. Understand that big cocks doesn’t mean great sex. I’m sure madaming tatango dito. Amen!
I never saw Jack again. We occasionally say hi through PM’s but we don’t talk that much anymore. He attempted to have deeper conversations just like what we did before but I just lose interest. I told him I am still moving on. What he didn’t know, I already moved on the moment he said, “Let’s not kiss.”
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