Vol. 2 Issue no. 6 / May 20, 2005
written & created by Lexan B. Orantes for StoryTellersManila
28 Golden Grove St. Cor Park St. Bartville Subd. Dela Paz, Pasig City 1600 Phil.
p: +63(2)4574973 e: thirddayofjune@hotmail.com
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Vol. 2 Issue no. 6 / May 20, 2005 written & created by Lexan B. Orantes for StoryTellersManila 28 Golden Grove St. Cor Park St. Bartville Subd. Dela Paz, Pasig City 1600 Phil. p: +63(2)4574973 e: thirddayofjune@hotmail.com |
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1ne. tw2. thr3e. 4our. 5ive. 7even.
6ix.
Noon, I ran out of cigarette so I went out to get some at the
sari-sari store. That’s when I noticed, park at a distance from our
house was a very familiar silver car… Could it be? But then, I swept the
thought away… And even if it was him, so what? I just went…
Still, through the side of my briefs, he drew me out whole… He
looked at my face, held my eyes as he lower himself again to me and
started to run his tongue to my length… up and down… down and up…
from the corona… down to the very skin between the balls and my hole…
then up again… he swallowed me… He started bobbing… I felt a
finger poking into my hole… slowly, little by little, it start to go
in… When
I got back, there he was seated at our steps, leaned back on our gate,
looking miserable and tired.
“I hope you had some sleep already…” he said.
“I did, so what?” I asked.
“Could we talk…?” he pleaded.
He
really looked tired and miserable… I went to seat right next to him. “I’m
really, really sorry for leaving you last night and how my friends acted
on you… for everything they said…” “Had
you sleep already…?” I asked. “I
tried to… I managed a few hours… but…” “I’m
sorry…” “For
what…?” “You
loosing sleep…” “Well,
you were really pissed…” “Which,
I have every right to be,” I said, justifying myself, ”I gelled my
hair for you, your friend called me a social climbing bitch and I commuted
all the way home…” “You
didn’t take a cab?”
“God,
I’m such a big jerk!” “Go
home, get some sleep already…” “You
would see me again?” he asked. “Seven,
tomorrow night, Gateway Cinemas… I’ll be waiting by the escalator…
don’t be late… I hate waiting…” “Tomorrow
is Monday?” which, as I take, meant he have work. “And
you are buying… you owe me big time…” I stood up to open the gate,
“Go home…” I went in. Stefanie’s
new flat turned out great… really great… Indeed much better than her
old pad. And while pigging out on pizza and beer, I told her about
Francis… “And
what about Nick…?” she asked not liking the idea of me still going out
with this Francis even after what happened. “What
about Nick?” I asked her back, trying to maintain the tone that I do
know what I’m doing, “You didn’t like him, we are bad in bed… and
he doesn’t want me…” “But
still you love him…” “What’s
your point?” “Stop
punishing yourself.” “I’m
not… Francis is a great catch, he looks good, he drives his own car, has
a great place, his nice to me…” “Nice?” “He
was at some point…” I said, “and wasn’t it you who advised me to
date someone who I just kind of like instead of someone I really like?” She
nodded. “And
talking about punishment… I plan to see, Can This Be Love” “Your
mean!” she exclaimed, laughing hysterically. Of
course, Mike would scold me if I tell him. “You
are not serious…” Francis shaking his head slowly when I told him what
film I wanted to see. “You
can watch another film if you want and we’ll just meet here later,” I
said, “you are to wait for me and drive me home.” “You
are punishing me, aren’t you?” “I
just need someone to buy me a ticket…” I said smiling. “Oh
all right!” he said giving up… And
so we went. In the middle of the film, I leaned my body to him, rest my
head on his shoulder and had my hand roam... started to feel him… “Not
here…” he whispered to me, knowing he would regret it if I do stop. I
just went on teasing him.
He drew me out of his mouth when he knew I was near… Reached at
the drawer of the bedside table for condoms and lobe… He took off his
briefs… put on the condom and greased it up… He took my underwear
off… positioned himself in between me… my legs held up on his
shoulders… He looked at me straight in the eyes as he slowly conquers
me… After the film, he hurriedly pulled me to where his car was and sped away to his place… we shagged… It was again a great shag… this time, intense, full of passion, hungry, almost inconsiderate… yet with much care…
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