Monday, June 30, 2008

please don't stop the music

"he wants to do a threesome with you both."

macky the messenger slurred out the words to me and b.

the words, like the cold air outside, hit me.

i grinned.

three hours earlier:

it was b's second vacation night.

bubz, b, and i were at the bar.

normally restrained, i had become b's accomplice on the dancefloor.

writhing, grinding, pulsating to the thumpa-thumpa.

and that's how we had gotten the attention of a few guys.

our twosome became three, four, five.

it was just a little too crowded for my taste, so i moved to the side to watch the show.

b was quite the belle of the ball.

belts coming undone, jeans getting unzipped, hands exploring inside, lips touching skin.

the girl beside me craned her neck to look at what was going on.

bubz and i looked at b in the middle of it all and we grinned.

"to celibacy!"

b finally came up for air, took a look around, and decided it was time to leave his playground.

that's when macky the messenger caught up with us and gave us the message.

"he" was the guy b had been dancing with.

i held macky by the shoulders and looked at him in the eyes.

"tell him i'm flattered, but not tonight."

macky turned to b. i didn't hear b's reply, but i could guess as much as macky stormed off.

and that's how bubz, b, and i left doce.

Monday, June 23, 2008

tubthumping

"pwede mo join?"

he didn't wait for a reply.

vic got inside the shower and started soaping up.

i turned around and he smiled.

"sabonay ta na."

i agreed.

i pushed him against the wall and i started soaping up his chest, with the warm water from the overhead shower cascading down my back.

he closed his eyes and guided my hands lower, past his six-pack and between his muscled thighs.

it was at full mast, rock hard and ready to play.

and so i started to play with his favorite toy.

he came within minutes, opened his eyes, and grinned.

"ikaw na sad."

he turned me around and lathered my back.

warm water flowed down my head as i allowed him to spread my legs.

one hand slowly crept forward while the other glided across the crack.

"lami?"

i could only nod as he started stroking.

i threw back my head and he started licking the insides of my ear.

i moaned.

his finger found my secret opening and slid in.

"shit!"

and then i came.

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

deep inside of you

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Friday, June 6, 2008

spinning around

while enduring a bout of the flu, i popped qaf in the dvd player.

and came across an interesting premise.

should sex happen between friends?

or should sex happen with just recently-made acquaintances?

sure, sex with a friend can be special.

but there is the history too.

is it easy to cross over the boundaries of friendtown into the streets of sexville?

and what about lovers?

do you make them your friends? or do you keep them as just that - a good fuck?

friendsex - truth or consequence?

i hate the flu.

it makes me think too much.

statis-sex

while enjoying my homemade coffee bean scrub, i had a thought.

in this era of sexual revolution, gay men are out and very much in.

they rule the society, business, and arts.

gyms, spas, and special diets are their new fawning admirers.

all to look and feel good.

in order to get laid.

which leads me to question: how often does the pinoy gay male get laid?

and what kind of sex are we talking about?

oral? anal?

and is it true that gay men have sex more often than straight men?

thoughts?

a different kind of love song

sometimes, it takes a view from afar to closely appreciate what you have in life.

it could be a cousin's failing studies.

it could be a friend's household concerns.

it could be a lover's financial conditions.

it could be realizing that youth is slowly, slowly strolling by.

i've realized i've been blessed with what i can deal with.
nothing less, nothing more.

i know that what i have right now, are what i need at the moment.

and what i will need in the future, will come to me when it is right.