I
said I would be in pursuit of a serious relationship and that I would no
longer have sex but rather would only “make love” this year. This is
even if it would mean one shag-less year. But I do not intend to have a
shag-less year… that probably is what made me messaged Erchel again.
Erchel
is twenty years old from Las Pinas, a student, taking up Internet
Technology in Makati. We met at Malate in a little club called Red Banana.
We met, that was after we found each other and make out at the dark room.
We exchanged digits and in a few days, we were trading messages. Well,
most of the time, he does. This was November. Then, I stopped
communicating with him…
First
day of the year, I messaged him. Had him call me and we talked for more
than three hours… In those three hours we talked, the talk led to sex.
No,
I don’t do SOP. We only talked about sex, specifically
alternative-slash-adventurous sex experience…
If I remembered it right, it was me who led the talk there
unwittingly. I asked him if he had experience having sex in a movie house.
I asked him because of “Balcony Relationship”, which you could also
read about here. He said yes, he had at S.M. South Mall. That was what
caught me surprised. I would admit, I already had sex in a movie house but
it was in a sleazy second-run movie house and not the mall. This, I
figured out as in the mall, you can’t do so… hmmm…
Then, I figured out that they came in together. He said no. They
didn’t know each other… it was just a spontaneous thing… He then
told me that he also had it in the mall comfort room. Wow! How? I asked,
how could they have done it there when mall comfort rooms are almost all
the time peopled? He said in the cubicle. Yah, I know, I figured that much
but people are walking in and out? He just did it. That alone have shook
me enough but there was more…
Have you tried doing it in the metro’s comfort room?
Have you tried doing it in a bus (Makati to Las Pinas bus ride) on
the way home?
Have you tried doing it in an open park?
Have you tried doing it in the terrace of your house?
Have you tried doing it in a vacant lot?
I
know I don’t have that much guts to do it in those places. Not that I am
judging… I actually felt envy. I know I don’t have the guts but I
thought that would be so exciting! Damn too exciting!!!
I asked him how these things happen. Who initiates doing it in such
public places? And who are these men, are they just random men, where does
he find these men? They are just random men—most of the times, their
eyes met and in the spur of the moment… He could be the man standing
next to you at the metro, someone you happen to share a seat in the bus…
someone you come across. He said most of the time it’s them who
initiates… wow!
I
never had that… I don’t know if I am just too dense to notice… Or
that Erchel exude so much sexuality… Or that perhaps I just look shit…
Ah, yah, someone did tried to, once… at the café, while chatting,
someone IM me, knowing it was me, and that we were at the same café… he
asked me to go to the comfort room and have sex there…
And then there was one time in Cubao, trying to catch a bus to U.P.
on a rush hour. At the bus stop, a man went to feel me, amongst people. At
first I moved away but then I thought I find out where would it lead to…
so I went back to stand near him and let him feel me again… after a
little more of that, he told me to follow him. I did… and he went in one
of the provincial bus station’s comfort rooms. I left.
But
that is not all… he also have done two foreigners and group sex—two
things I wanted to do for two years now. Remember that I did, back New
Year 2003, a things-to-do list. Stuffs I wanted to do and experience and
should be able to in 2003. Those two things were on the list but to this
date have remained undone. For some reason I have not…
I’m
not so sure but I guess the opportunity have not presented itself yet to
me. I was hoping on the Antipolo Outing (“Single Joins Groupie”) but
you know what happened. I also tried doing Malate in hunt for a
foreigner… but no luck so far…
Hmmm…?
I
asked him where do he find these men, again. He said at the chatroom. So,
I thought I chap my New Year’s resolution, at least this once, and hit
the net. And I found someone and was near. I’m in luck!
His
nick was Pasig21 and he was inviting for sort of a group eb
party—drinking session—somewhere in Rosario, at the same village I had
my best shag (“So Good Main Event”). Excited to the prospect of not
only experiencing, finally, group sex or at least come across the guy who
I had the best shag, I hastily went. Fifteen minutes later, I was the
first to arrive at the suppose party.
Two
guys got me. They took me to the place and I was introduced to two other
guys. They were not utterly good looking but they weren’t bad either. I
don’t remember their names mainly because, as I said before, I am not
particular with names.
The place was a square room with a really one small kitchen and
bathroom in one corner of the room. The bed was just a foam mattress on
the floor, a TV across it, complete with a DVD player.
The two guys whom I was introduced to were in bed watching DVD when
we arrived. The first guy has long hair but really bulky in size—bulky
fat, not muscles. And the guy in bed with him was about my size and that
he was okay. I took a sit at the foot of the bed.
The guy with the long hair, who also happened to be the owner of
the place started to rub his foot to me. I moved, showing that I don’t
want it. He then turned to have his head rest on my lap. I let him be. But
then he have his fingers run up and down my arm, which tickles so I have
to take his hand off. He tried again and again I took his hand off. With
that, I guess he figured I didn’t want him. He gave up. In actuality, I
would have not cared if it were only the two of us in the room. This is
despite the fact that I thought he was a lot bigger than me in size—as I
mentioned above.
With him leaving me alone came the guy who he was in the room with
when I arrived. As I said he was my size and he looked rather much better
than the long haired guy. He was actually my type. He sat in between my
legs, and leaned to me so he was laying on my chest. We were just that,
watching DVD. I rested my head atop his head. I wanted to hold his hand or
at least have him in an embrace but I didn’t… I don’t know why when,
thinking back of it now, I think he liked me a lot and would not protest
if I hold his hand.
So, I didn’t do anything… he got off me and went to sit
somewhere else.
Thirty
minutes or so have past when the second guy came. He was fat—some would
call him medium built but to my standard he was fat—you’re talking to
a guy here whose waist have not gone up thirty his whole life.
Automatically,
I saw the guys disapproving reaction on him. That if they had chose to be
rude they would have not admitted him in the room… I felt for the guy. I
was that guy more than many times before. He went to sit beside me after
giving the group the mojo potatoes he have bought for the suppose party.
And I took the liberty to entertain him since none of the guys seemed to
want to.
Another
half an hour or so past and two guys messaged them to tell that they were
already at corner street. Two guys, the same guys who got me, went.
Several minutes past, two guys looking so corporate Makati was presented
to the group—okay, perhaps only so callcenter Makati. Both well dress,
have the impression that they are very much acquainted with hair products,
and one with utterly good facial bone structure. The guys were all over
him, sending the fat guy and I to oblivion.
By the way, the guys went to prepare spaghetti. We weren’t served
any but the two guys were with the potatoes courtesy of the fat guy. I
really don’t mind, not after having spaghetti all through out the
holidays (spaghetti for Christmas, spaghetti for my baby cousin’s
birthday two days after and spaghetti again on New Years Eve, and yah,
spaghetti for breakfast the next morning each party). Fine by me, as long
as the party start to get going already… it didn’t…
They rather went to put on another film.
Then we just watch…
I have seen the film already!!!
The
film ended, still no one initiated the party—no drink was served. But
the guy with the perfect facial bone structure initiated something
though… He initiated to go home. Thank God!!!
On the way home, I told them I had a blast, “That was one great
party!” The three laughed. I knew they were thinking of it specially
when they have come all the way down Makati and Mandaluyong.
