Boy-bata sa Bus

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Sa bus, nakaupo ako sa may window side. Hinihintay na lang mapuno ito para makaalis na. Isa na sa mga huling pumasok ay si boy-bata may suot na backpack at may dala-dalang grocery bags sa magkabilang kamay. May sinusundan siyang lalaking may malaking bag na dala. Inakala kong magkasama sila. Naupo si Boy-bata sa tabi. Napatingin ako at napaisip, pede si Boy. Ako ay pagod na dahil sa buong umagang pagbabanat kaya di ko na lang siya pinansin. O sige, inaamin ko na minsa'y tila inakit ko siya sa paminsang pagkambyo. Pero natapos lang yun sa ganun. Nang magsimula ng umandar ang bus. Napansin kong si BB ay palinga-linga sa direksyon ko. Naman, trained eye ata 'to. Malinaw ang peripheral vision. Noong nakita ko ulit siya tumingan, ginantihan ko rin siya ng tingin. Iniisip ko kung may balak nga si BB sa akin ay makikipagtitigan ito. Nang pagtingin ko sa kanya, bumaling naman siya ng tingin. Malamang assuming lang ako, bulong ko sa isip ko. Matapos makaikot na ang kundoktor at mangolekta na rin ng bayad ay hinanda ko na ang shades ko para makatulog na. Dahil uber pagod na ko't kelangan ko ng beauty rest sa tanghali. At hayun nga at nakatulog na ko, yakap-yakap ang aking bag. Nagising na lamang ako nang biglang may tumapik sa hita ko. Nahulog pala ang kamay ni BB sa hita niya at tinamaan ako. Napatingin ako kay BB, baka kasi magpaumanhin. Aba natutulog pala. Boy, alam ko na yang style na ganyan, tengenang bitch ko sa utak ko. At nagpatuloy na lang ako sa pagtulog. Makalagpas ng kalagitnaan ng expressway ay nagising na naman ako. Ngayon, parang may tumatapik naman sa hita ko. Naka-shorts kasi ako at sensitive ang balbons ko kaya na-felt ko agad. Huli ka balbon, este, bata. natapik nga siya with matching kaskas pa sa hair ko. Nako-nako-nako. Tong batang to. Hinahamon ata ako. Sa puntong iyon, napaisip ako. Una, ano kaya tong trip ni bata. Pedeng gancho to libog talaga. Gusto kaya niyang ipasok yung kamay niya sa short ko o gusto niyang maligayahan siya? Pinagmasdan ko ang setting. Bus. Tanghaling tapat. Gisng ang tao sa kabilan aisle. Malapit na ang exit. At higit sa lahat, menor de edad to. Napaisip ako ng malalim. Ang isang panandaliang saya ay pedeng mauwi sa habang buhay na parusa. Kaya naman I held back. Opo, ate charo. Nagpigil ako. Honestly, naisip ko yung tweet dati ni (insert tweep name here) nang may lumandi ata sa kanyang bata. di ko na maalala ang tweet ngunit alam ko tinanggihan niya ito. kaya yun ginawa ko. o diba kuya lang ang dating, parang si bro WWJD. Hayun, desidido na kong tatanggi kahit anong mangyari. Kaya kahit anumang tapik o kiskis ni BB sa hita ko. NR na lang ako. Hanggang dumating na sa terminal. At nagsibabaan na ang mga tao pati si BB. Huling tingin bago maghiwalay. Sabay smile. The End. Bow. Kung iba lang ang pagkakataon marahil iba ang kwento ni Boy-bata. Kung sakaling, gabi iyon, nasa bandang likod kame ng bus, walang tao sa row namin, malikot ang kanyang kamay, at may titigang naganap, kung si boy-bata ay mga 20's man lang. baka patulan ko pa. Hope you had a great weekend!
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The Past and The Last

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Taking off from my drunk tipsy headache-driven post earlier this morning (which I reverted back to draft), I wonder: Is the past of a person really important to know? Do past loves, exploits, and heartaches have bearing on the present one?


I really love this short film because they handled the question "how many have you loved?" so maturely. Some people when asked that, even me, would be defensive. But the story gave such a romantic treatment to the situation.

As for my question earlier, I guess it depends on the intention of the question and the manner of answering.

Props to WongFu Productions for another brilliant masterpiece!
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Mema Lang

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Since my last post, I haven't had any ideas yet on what to write. So I just frequent my blogspot to read bloggers' post and scan through my stats. Now, I just want to acknowledge the sources of my blog's traffic.

Top Referring URLs (All time)

Top Referring Sites (All time)
Google Philippines
Google
Souljacker
Orallyours

Top Search Keywords (All time)
equanimity spa
homme spa kamuning
rustic spa kamuning
japanese bath house
japanese bathhouse

Thanks! 

Sabi na sa inyo e, mema post lang :P
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Week's Bits and Plan

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Taking off from my last entry, I was feeling kinda adventurous one night. I took a leak in a comfort room in a mall in Mandaluyong. It was one of those comfort rooms on a floor with less traffic. I immediately felt the tension inside as I entered the room. I went straight to the last cubicle and didn't bother to close it shut. After pissing, as I've said, felt adventurous. I haven't done anything naughty inside a public restroom before. So there I went. There was a certain excitement knowing that someone might come in maybe join or watch me. I was almost close to coming when I heard the door open slowly. I stopped for a while and tried to sense if I had company. I turned my head and there's no one there. Somewhat relieved that I was still alone, I tucked in my junk inside my pants and went out the cubicle. As I approached the door, I could see three men handwashing and two men drying their hands. I just smiled and said audibly: "may conference ba?" :) I hope they heard me.

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It was a delight to be among PE teachers, trainers, and coaches not just because I was surrounded with sports-minded people but mostly because everywhere I look there's at least one eye candy. Lean guys, muscular guys,  athletic guys, with cute to gorgeous faces. It was such a treat. In one of the workshops I attended, I saw this guy. My gaydar went off. He seemed to straight but danced with grace. But after talking with one of the participants, I found out he was married. So I guess I have to modify my gaydar for certain populations, then.

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I've been itching to go back to the mountains one of these days. It has been around nine months since my last climb. So I decided to go back to my leisure trekking activities. I have recently met with  a blogger-friend and shared with him my plan. I invited him to my trip and he agreed. So now I'm thinking of opening up the climb to anyone of you, my dear friends, who want to join us. It will be a dayhike on a weekend, tentatvely 1st or 2nd week of November. So, if anyone's interested just tell me, okay :)
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Touching Self: Techiniques and Variety

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For as long as I remember, I've been masturbating almost the same way as I first did it. Lying on my back and pumping Bruno (yes, he has a name) using a forehand grip. Well, there's a slight variation from what I originally did when I was a kid. Back then, when Bruno still had foreskin, I used the index-middle finger-thumb grip, and sometimes the palm on the crown with the fingers dangling down on the shaft. And as I reach orgasm (still dry then), my toes will point upward towards my head. When I grew older and my body matured, I began to use the forehand grip still lying on my back, but when I consummate my toes would curl and my feet would point away from my body. I wouldn't consider myself adventurous when it comes to self-pleasuring. As long as I can release, I'm content. I hear different variations from my friends like kneeling, standing, or with one leg on top of a chair, or humping a pillow, or the two hand pump or edging or twisting, wringing. Though I tried them at least once, I still remained faithful to the classic technique. Sometimes I use aids to increase sensation like lubrication and the grip will be mostly placed just on the head with squeezing and turning motions.  The recent one that I tried was while sitting down. It happened just after a massage. 

It was, shall I say, a legit massage place but still the masseur occasionally rubbed the sac and Bruno which excited him. As I sat to dress up, I can't control the urge to release and so I went for it. Sitting and using a backhand grip I pumped away. Occasionally closing my eyes to enjoy the moment, while still being on guard if ever someone might enter the room. And alas, I was able to finish the deed. Amazingly, I didn't have to lie on my back just to get off. Maybe it's from the long foreplay-ish massage that made it easy for me to come. Ikaw ano ang kwentong jaks mo?

Curious about masturbation techniques and variations, like me? Here's a helpful site: Art of Male Masturbation
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Gay Banters

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I really don't know how to handle gay banters like the ones straight people do. Minsan pakiramdam ko pag di ako sumagot, lalabas naman akong guilty or affected at pag sumagot naman ako, lalabas namang umaamin na ko. Ang weird lang. Di ko alam kung ano ang tamang timpla ng comedy na di naman ako mabubuking. Pasensya na, dito ko na lang kinikuwento, kasi feeling ko friends naman tayo lahat dito e. Where was I? Ah, banters. Like tonight. Casually, I asked a classmate to open a tight bottle for me. Wala naman talaga kong ibig sabihin doon eh. I was just asking him a favor to open the bottle for me because I honestly can't. Then, he jokingly remarked, "Si girlfriend talaga oh." In my mind, I was like, 'what?! where did that come from.' Shux. For a moment, I was speechless. I didn't know what to say. (Pero syempre may kasama ng kilig yun. Si crush kasi yun e.) Ayus lang sana kung kami lang e, pede pa ko maglambing ng konti kaso ang masama  doon ay narining pa nung isa naming classmate. Sumagot na lang ako na pagod na kasi ko kaya di ko na mabuksan yung bote. And she was really laughing. Tapos pabiro niyang tinanong: Sino sa inyo ang babae, sino lalake? Di ako makasagot. Make or break question. Napabulalas na lang ako na alternating kame, para di magkasawaan. Tapos humirit naman yung isa na ngayon daw siya ang lalaki kasi siya yung nagbukas ng bote ko. Ang weird lang kasi feeling ko I outed myself at that moment. Parang dapat ngumisi na lang ako at tumawa. Less talk, less mistakes ika nga. Kayo, paano ninyo ba hinaharap yung mga ganoong biruan?
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Of brotherhood and flirting

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I just can't understand myself. Whenever I like a guy just because I want to be his friend, I can't seem to approach him without thinking of flirting with him. It's like that's my default mechanism in approaching the male species. Naalala ko tuloy yung movie na napanood ko sa youtube. The only way this kid knows how to repay a guy's kindness was to give his self. Nagiging ganun kaya ako. Pero di naman sa lahat. I feel that way towards someone who (1) I really want to befriend and (2) I am really attracted to. Like last weekend, I went with a group in an outing. There was this married guy who was really appealing, cute, and funny. I really wanted to get to know him more and be close to him. I kinda see an older brother figure in him. When we were night swimming in the pool, I kept on resisting the urge to make a move on him. Even in our sleep when we were assigned to adjacent beds, I was trying hard to control my actions because as they say you don't shit in your neighborhood. Baka kasi ang panandaliang saya ay mauwi sa pangmatagalang kahihiyan. And never imagined myself as a home-wrecker. As if naman iiwan niya ang asawa at anak niya para sa akin. hehe. So, just to finish the story, wala namang nangyari sa amin ni daddy-i-like-to-mess-around-with-and -get-rough-with. Anyway, I don't know how I can get rid of this reflex on cute guys. In phobias, the only way to get rid of a fear on something is to let that person face his fears. A process called desensitization. Should I then desensitize myself by being surrounded by cute friendly guys? I guess I just lacked cute friends growing up. 
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Homosexuality and Christianity

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I've already thought of this topic two weeks ago but I can't seem to put into words the things that I want to say. I wanted to  provide an argument - based on Church doctrines and scriptures - on what Christianity thinks of homosexuality. But I'm not really articulate and I struggle with words. So I'll just leave it to the writers to give you that. Plus, there's a lot of sites in the internet about this topic.

So, what exactly do I want to say? Well, I mentioned earlier that I thought of this topic two weeks ago. It happened when I attended a catholic charismatic group's program. At that time I was kind of missing something in my life. And I knew what or who that is. It was Jesus. I had been missing celebrating mass during Sundays and I haven't turned to God for a long time.

I just wondered, can a guy like me - with this urges and thoughts - join a religious group and not feel any hypocrisy? Is there such a thing as gay christian?

I know Jesus did not turn his back on sinners. And I know that people in the congregation are not perfect themselves. But I just can't help but wonder, is there a room for openly gay people to be active in the Church?

Here's a good read, though I share it to you: I'm Christian, unless you're gay.

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What a smile can do

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Smiles can truly turn a frown rightside up. Whenever I see someone smile even if the smile was not meant for me, or if someone smiles at me even if it was a stranger, I feel like everything's going to be all good like sunshine on a cloudy day. Yeah, that's a line from a song. Like last night when two guys smiled at me while I was eating alone in a fastfood chain. Like this morning when someone across my seat inside the train smiled at me. Like this evening someone smiled at me as I was walking inside the mall. It's just refreshing to see sweet smiles from people. Made me blush, honestly. Smiles are like ice cream. No one can resist it. Everybody likes it. And what's cherry on top of that ice cream of smile? Well, why the lingering look (or a second look), of course! 
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