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REMINDER: The world of fiction where the characters of my blog reside is void of the realities of HIV and STI. In the real world where we live in, HIV and STIs exist. This blog is merely an escape from that world, so that I can release my subconscious, which is full of crazy and messy sex fantasies. The scenes in these stories should never be recreated in real life. Guys, never ever attempt barebacking (if not using PrEP), rape or other unsafe sex acts. SECURE CONSENT. USE CONDOMS. GET TESTED. EDUCATE YOURSELF.

Friday, February 28, 2020

[SS-730] Forgotten Evening


[FORGOTTEN EVENING]

Seph woke up with a throbbing headache. He could not remember what has happened the night before.

Rolled over and looked around him. He was in his hotel room. He was naked except for a skimpy, thin white briefs.

He was in the middle of a vacation after his project at work. He decided not to bring his girlfriend as he needed a quiet time alone.

He pulled the trunk's cloth, "what the fuck? This isn't mine! I don't own faggy undies like this!"

He stood up and tried to find his clothes. However, he stopped and notice that there was someone standing at the veranda outside the house.

He went out and saw a man in white designer speedos standing. 


The stranger grinned at him, "hello, you're awake! You sleep so soundly!"

"Who are you?! What are you doing here?!" Seph growled.

The man took a hose and started bathing himself with the water dripping out of it. 


"Huh? You don't remember me?" the stranger exclaimed, "we met at a bar last night!"

Seph now remembered that he did go to a bar last night. He tried out unknown exotic drinks that were extremely alcoholic. Those must have been spiked by drugs as well because he does not remember anything that happened after he took one shot.

The stranger continued as his ripped body was soaked in water, "you started kissing me in front of my girlfriend and you brought me here to fuck you."

"What the heck?!" Seph shouted.

"We were both wasted last night," he lamented, "that's a lesson for us not to drink local drinks as an experiment. Gawd. I'm sure my girlfriend hates me now. She might think I'm gay."

"So, you're saying the drinks we drank made us gay?" Seph asked, confused.

"I don't know. But you really don't remember that I fucked you? Cause man, your ass is just heaven."

Seph could feel a little bit of pain and throbbing in his ass. He could also feel his cock harden in his briefs.

The stranger saw his engorged bulge, "I think you're remembering."

"Uhh shit," Seph's brain started to recollect the memory.

The man thrashed his wet body onto Seph, "let me remind you, you hot hunk."

Seph did not budge when the man removed his brief and lifted his feet in the air.

The stranger skinned off his trunks and exposed his erection.

As the stranger inserted into him, Seph moaned in ecstasy. He now remembers. 

Thursday, February 27, 2020

Story #15: CSPI


"Ang Construction sa Pribadong Isla," is the 16th full fiction story. For blog readers, it will be available on March 03, 2020.

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Wednesday, February 26, 2020

[SS-729] Jungle Son


[JUNGLE SON]

"Honey, isn't that our son?"

You turn to where your wife is pointing. It is a poster.

It is a signage for a safari show at the city zoo. 

"The Jungle Boy."

There is a man posing in tiger patterned bikini prints. His lean body is highlighted by the natural light from the sun and the nature behind him. 


He is your son.

He left the house three years ago. He wanted to become a zoo keeper and a show man.

You forbade it. You needed your son to study business to be ready to take over their estate someday. And then he went away, nowhere to be found.

And now, in the middle of your vacation in another with your wife, you find him.

You raise your eyebrow, "well, it seems like he found his calling. He looks stupid like that. But he seems happy."

She shakes your shoulders, "you need to find him and bring him home."

You try to argue against it, as you have already disowned him because of his bad decisions.

But she pushed you.

That evening, you visited the zoo. There is no animal show, like what was promised.

But he did find a big hut with a signage, "the jungle boy." 

He entered inside.

You find that there is a stage in front. It had nature in the background.

Your son is there, in the middle, in black briefs. 


There are no animals, only old men in the audience.

Your son is grinding sexily on the forest stage. The men are hooting while throwing him money.

"Oh. This is a strip club?" you mutter.

One of the men gives a stash of cash to a waiter and climbs up the stage.

He pulls your sons briefs and starts fucking him.

Your son started acting like a deranged, lusty wolf. He makes primal noises like an animal in heat.

The audience cheers as the live action transpires.

"Ahhhh!" your son howls as his cock automatically spews cum.

The man keeps fucking until he cums in your son's ass.

You make a call to your wife, "I'm sorry honey. I think he's really happy here."

Then you drop the call and turn to a waiter. "How much to fuck him?" 

Tuesday, February 25, 2020

New Story: CSPI


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Monday, February 24, 2020

[SS-728] VP Narcissism


[VP NARCISSISM] 

The janitor was cleaning the comfort room when a vice president of the company came inside.

"Why are you still here?" the VP asked him, "it's almost home."

"I'm just finishing up Sir," he replied while carrying the trash bag.

"Okay, have a safe trip home," he bid the janitor before you went out.

However, after clocking out, he realized that he left his clutch bag in the comfort room.

He decided to come back. However, as he neared the door he heard the VP murmuring.

"Oh yeaaah... You're a hot stuff. You're so sexy."

Out of curiosity, the janitor quietly opened the door and peeped in. 

He was surprised to find that the young executive was standing in front of the mirror.

The VP was naked except for briefs. He had a very muscular body.

Then he wrapped a towel around him. Then removed the briefs 


He stared at his reflection, "oh what are you looking at? Yeah? You like this bod? Bet you do. Cause this is is made by you."

Then he let the towel hang, showing his perfect obliques. 


The janitor swallowed. He cannot believe that the uptight executive was doing a Narcissistic show in front of him.

Then the VP dropped the towel. His hard cock was revealed. It was dripping with precum. He started stroking while mumbling at his reflection.

"Yeah. Such a big cock. That's yours. That's mine... Uhmmm sooo hoot... Ughh oh shit... I love you... Ughh... I deserve this body..."

His other hand was travelling in the other parts of his ripped body, kneading each major muscle while biting his lip.

"You wanna get fucked?" the VP told his reflection.

Then he got a plumber. Then started fucking his ass with the handle.

"Ahhh yeah. You sick... Sexy bastard. Yeah..." the executive mouthed to himself.

The janitor was also hard at the scene. He started jacking off while he watched the executive impale himself on the inanimate object.

Later, the VP groaned and came.

The janitor panicked and walked away. His last visual was the executive, with closed eyes, licking his own cum from his fingers. 

Friday, February 21, 2020

[SS-727] Maker's DIssociations


[MAKER'S DISSOCIATIONS]

Himo could not believe what was happening to him. Three months ago, he was told by his friends that he was acting "off."

His fiends would say that there would be days when he would be giddier and more talkative than usual. They also noticed that his language and persona also changed during some moments.

Then one male friend even argued with him, because the friend said that he allegedly flirted with the latter. 

Then one if his friends who was a psychiatrist told him that he might have dissociative disorder.

"And your saying that one of my personalities is gay?" Himo responded upon hearing the impression.

"Maybe. I can refer you to a psychiatrist who has an expertise on multiple personality disorder," the psychiatrist answered.

One evening, Himo felt so anxious about his condition. He stared at his reflection. 


Then he noticed that his face was different. Its eyes showed a hunger that he could not explain. He felt his other side was incomplete. He needed to submit to something or someone in order to be satiated.

He heard a voice in his head saying, "go to the place where I first met you. Come to me in your true form."

The next thing Himo knew was that he was standing naked in front of a trailer in the middle of the woods. This was where he went to after he got lost in a hike trail three months ago.

He entered the trailer. 


He saw the Maker. His savior, the person who created his other persona. His true persona.

He asked the Maker, "I am here. I don't want to resist anymore. I cannot function anymore in my old identity."

The Maker motioned him to come nearer, "come to me and I shall erase your useless past self."

Himo knelt down and sucked the naked cock and balls of his master. No more sense of resisting anymore. 

This would be his real self from now on. 

Wednesday, February 19, 2020

[SS-726] Previous Winner


[PREVIOUS WINNER]

The Mr. National contest is drawing near. After their official photoshoot, the contestants had fun during their remaining time at the resort that was the venue for the shoot.

Contestant 7 pointed to the water, "isn't that Mr. National from last year?"

Contestant 15, who was beside him turned and said, "oh yeah. That's him."

The handsome, symmetrically muscular man was wading in the water while cameras while donning black boxer trunks. 


The other contestants looked at the previous winner in awe. They started talking about how he was the best winner ever in that competition. He had the face, the body and the brains. It would be difficult to follow his footsteps.

Later, the winner wore  blue patterned designer trunks and continued posing. 


After the winner's shoot, he walked to them and took shots with the contestants. He gave them pep talks and updates on how to cope with the prestigious pageant.

They all hung out together for dinner. The winner was truly gracious, friendly and substantial.

They were all advised by the organizers to return to their hotel rooms to get complete sleep for their competition tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, contestant seven was awoken by hands shaking his body.

He opened his eyes and saw contestant fifteen, who said, "shit. You have to see what's happening in the other room!"

Irritated but curious, seven got up and walked with fifteen to the other room.

What he saw shocked him.

The winner was naked and lying on the bed. His legs were up in the air. A contestant was fucking his hole.

"Ohh shit. Yeaaah... Fuck me... All of you fuck me!" the winner growled as he beat his hard dick.

All of the contestants were standing around the bed, jacking their cocks as they watch the hot man being gang banged.

"Ohhh shit!" the fucking contestant shook. He pulled out and cum started pouring out of the winner's asshole.

"Ohhh shit fuck meee! Fuuuck!" the winner insatiably groaned.

Fifteen smacked seven's ass, "we're all done fucking him. Your turn." 

Friday, February 14, 2020

[SS-724] Mother's Recommendations


[MOTHER'S RECOMMENDATIONS]

After sunbathing and wading at the beach in a foreign country, Tritein walked to a sidewalk vendor. He bought local delicacies from an old woman.

"Wow, you really look nice," the woman told him, "you have a good body. And you look confident in your green trunks."

Tritein laughed, "well, as they say... If you've got it, flaunt it."

"You know, my son, he's does modeling. He does trunks and undie shows too," she chimed.

His eyes widened, "wow. He must be hot!"

She showed him a picture through a cellphone, "here's one of his features in a male magazine here in this country." 

Tritein salivated at the muscled man in black briefs and thin shirt. He was wet so his body could be seen.


Tritein chuckled, "he is hot!"

"He's been joining competitions. He's always at least a runner up."

She showed another picture of the same theme. This time the image was colored. 


"Gawd. Is he single? Is he into guys?" Tritein hoped.

"Well, he's married. But his wife's abroad," she informed, "but he's at home. He's doing some sculptures. You want to visit him?"

Tritein excitedly nodded.

The vendor endorsed her shop to her assistant. They walked to her home.

There he found a man in red briefs working on sculpting mannequins.

"Hey son, I've got a foreigner for you," she announced.

The son stood and turned, showing his ripped body in red bikinis. "Hi!" 

 
"I'll go back to my store, treat our visitor well," then the mother left.

The man walked to him, "hey. I don't know if my mom told you. But I only entertain foreign guests for a fee. My wife and I are saving up for a car."

Then he dropped his briefs and showed his marvelous nudity.

Tritein swallowed, "how much?"

"Two hundred dollars. You can do anything you want with me."

"Can I fuck you?"

He smirked, turned, bent over and separated his ass cheeks to show his hole, "yeah. I love foreigners fucking my ass."

Tritein threw two hundred dollar bills to the man and pushed down his trunks, "shit. Take money!"

Tritein pushed in his hard cock and the son took it steadily.


The man started moaning, "yeah. Fuck me... Use meee..." 

Wednesday, February 12, 2020

[SS-723] Ballet Birthday


[BALLET BIRTHDAY]

"He's the one?" the famed photographer asked his assistant.

"Yeah, he's turning 30 in two months' time. He wants you to take pictures of him for his party invites," the assistant replied.

"He's a ballet dancer? He must be gay then," the photographer grumbled.

"Sir, I suggest we keep our homophbic comments at bay," the assistant termed firmly, "you had been caught up in issues among progressives against your homophobic tweets."

The photographer shook his head, "okay. Fine. As long as he's paying my big fees then I don't care if he uses his pictures for orgy invites."

The next day, the client arrived at the studio.

The initial images that were sent to the photographer did not give justice to this man. 

The client was very muscular and looked very manly.

Their hands clasped into a hand shake, "hi sir. Thank you for accommodating my requests."

The photographer was surprised when he heard the man's deep voice. 

"It's a pleasure. I'll bring you to my studio."

When they got to the studio, the client immediately removed his clothes except for white compression underwear and a cap.

He started posing with a soccer ball. 


The photographer was enamored. In front of him was an adonis. His body was ripped. His muscles were perfect.

"Aren't you supposed to be shooting?" the client asked grinning.

The photographer was rattled and started shooting as the hunky ballet dancer continued to pose with such masculine grace.

After ten minutes, the man pulled his pants and revealed white briefs that were tight. 


The photographer was starting to sweat. He started to feel hot from the inside.

He was shooting the body full frame but his eyes were transfixed at the large bulge straining against the white fabric. 


"Are you alright, Sir?" the client muttered smirked.

"You're really good, my camera loves your body," the photographer murmured carefully, "you look really manly for a ballet dancer."

The client started walking to him, "hmm... You're being homophobic again. I mean, not very cool now that you've got an erection in your pants."

"What?! Woah!"

In a second, the client was already on his knees, undressing the photographer and sucking his cock.

The photographer almost dropped his camera as he felt extreme pleasure inside the man's mouth.

Then the client stood up and said, "stop hating on gays. I'll show you how fun it is."

The photographer was to weak for the kiss that came next. He hugged the hard body of the one who smooched him.

He was too horny and too weak to fight when the man turned him around and fucked him. It was painful at first but then became sweetly pleasurable.

After the client cums in his ass, he receives a whisper.

"You're invited to my birthday orgy party." 

Tuesday, February 11, 2020

JWL 14


ANG SEXY SINGER SA SAUNA, KOTSE AT MOTEL

Naalala ko lang itong istoryang ito dahil sa ang taon involved dito ay sumulpot ulit sa facebook newsfeed ko pagkatapos ng maraming taon.

Nagsimula ang lahat sa Fitness First noong active pa akong nagbubuhat noon.

Sa SM North branch iyon kung saan ako lagi dating nagwo-workout.

Habang nagbubuhat ako ay may napansin akong bagong mukha. Ang unang nakapukaw sa akin na katangian niya ay ang kanyang mahaba at curly na buhok. Kulit talaga. Pero maganda ang pagkahaba at pagkakulot.

Idagdag mo pa na Persian looking siya. Matangos ang ilong. Makapal at mapupula ang mga labi, deep set ang mga mata at maganda ang korte ng mukha. Mahahaba ang mga pilikmata nito.

Maganda rin ang katawan nito. Kita sa hapit at pawisan nitong damit na malaman ito at matipuno.

Kaya syempre, bilang isang single na lalaki noon, sumusulyap-sulyap ako sa kanya. Puta ang pogi talaga eh.

Pero ang talagang nagpamura sa akin sa loob ko ay nang minsang nahagip ko siya ng tingin, ay nahuli ko siyang nakatingin sa akin.

At syempre, marunong tayo sa ganitong kalakaran. Alam natin ang mga titig na mayroong pahiwatig.

Isipin mo. Guwapo. May tindig na parang modelo. Tapos malapot na nakatingin sa akin. Woah. Sobrang nakaka-elate.

Nauna akong matapos sa kanyang magbuhat. At habang naglalakad ako pabalik sa locker area ay pinasadahan ko din siya nang makahulugang tingin, at walang salitang nagpahiwatig na tapos na ako at hihintayin ko siya sa loob.

Kaya naman agad akong naghubad, naligo at tumungo sa wet area. Sauna. Steam. Papainit at paparelax ng bagong bugbog na muscles.

Medyo maraming tao sa dalawang room na iyon nang panahong iyon. May ilan na mukhang trip ako. Medyo mapangahas din kasi ang suot ko noon. Bench na sports brief na asul at orange ang colors (bigay din ng naka-sex ko noon, haha).

Pero dumaan ang tatlumpung minuto ay hindi pumasok ‘yung actual kong target na si kuya Persian na long hair. 

Ang sabi ko sa sarili ko, baka naman hindi siya tipong nagso-sauna o nagsi-steam matapos ang gym. O baka umuwi na lang at wala namang balak talagang i-pursue ako.

Kaya naman sumuko na ako at lumabas mula sa steam room sa huli (sanang) pagkakataon. Sakto naman paglabas ko ay lumabas na rin si Persian long hair mula sa isang cubicle.

Pareho kaming napahimpil nang gulat nang makita ang isa’t-isa. Kapwa kaming basa at nakatambad ang katawan. Naka-briefs lang din siya, na kulay red na bikini cut din katulad ng akin. Putsa palaban din. At shit. Sexy. May abs at kuwadrado ang pecs. Makinis ang mestiso nitong kutis.

Napadila siya ng labi. Tangina trip din niya ako. Parehong pumipintig ‘yung mga bukol namin sa brief.

Pumasok ako muli sa sauna. At sumunod naman siya. Tumabi siya sa akin. Magkadikit ang aming mga hita. Ramdam ko na malalim ang paghinga niya. 

May ilang tao sa sauna na nakatingin sa kanya. Hindi ko naman sila masisi. Masarap naman talaga siya.

Pero parang nahihiya din ako, kasi si kuya, panay ang titig sa akin at sa katawan ko. Hindi nga discreet ang galaw ng mga ito.

Pareho kaming nakabukaka upang ipakita ang mga bukol sa isa’t-isa.

Pero dahil high time na ng gabi nang mga panahon na iyon, padagdag nang padagdag ang mga taong pumapasok sa wet at dry hot rooms.

Ako naman, dahil kanina pa bumababad, ay sumuko na. Ayaw ko namang ma-dehydrate ng husto. Mukha namang matagal pa bago namin masolo ang sauna.

Kaya naman lumabas na ako. Ayos na ako sa ganoong landian kahit bitin. Pagjajakulan ko na lang mamayang gabi ang what could have been.

Walang tumpik naman na sumunod si Persian. 

Ipinakita ko na nagsasampay na ako ng tuwalya sa isang cubicle, tanda na maliligo na ako. Nagkibit balikat ako upang ipahiwatig na suko na ako. Wala akong balak na gawin iyon sa cubicle kasi naman madami nang tao at may makahuli pa sa amin. Ayaw ko.

Lumapit siya at bumulong sa akin, “pagkaligo, intayin mo ako sa lobby tapos sa…” Tapos may sinabi siya na hindi ko naintindihan.

Tapos pumasok siya sa isang cubicle at naligo na rin.

Napakamot na lang ako ng ulo at pumasok at naligo. Nagpatuyo ako at nagbihis na sa locker room. Medyo nalilito pa ako sa pakay niya kaya hinintay ko muna siya na makarating sa locker room, kaysa sa dumiretsong intayin siya sa lobby.

Matagal bago siya makabalik sa locker area. Baka kasi mahaba ang buhok. Haha.

Nang lumabas na siya ay dumiretso siya sa mirror at nag-blowdry ng buhok.

Lumapit ako at bumulong, “ano’ng sabi mo kanina? Hindi ko narinig.”

“Kako, sa kotse tayo.”

Hindi man ako sigurado sa gusto niyang gawin (dahil wala pa akong karanasan sa car sex), ay nag “okay” na lang ako.

“Sige antayin mo na lang ako sa may lobby,” aniya. Baritono ang boses niya syet. Weakness ko.

Tumango ako at tumungo na sa lobby. Lumabas na ako ng gym para hindi halatang magkikita kami.

Maraming minuto ang nakalipas bago siya nakalabas. Marahil dahil matagal matuyo ang ganoon kahaba at kakulot na buhok. Sa pagkakaalala ko ay nakasuot siya ng asul na shirt at maong pants.

Tumango siya sa akin pagkalabas niya, animo’y sinasabing sundan ko siya.

Tumungo kami sa fourth floor ng car parking. Pumasok kami sa kotse niya. Hindi ko na naalala ang model, pero alam ko SUV iyon. Sumakay ako sa may front passenger seat, siya sa may driver seat.

“Okay lang sa’yo na dito tayo?” tanong niya.

Tumango ako, “okay lang. Tinted naman kotse mo ‘no?”

“Oo. Basta huwag na lang tayo magalaw,” tapos ay hinimas niya ang pecs ko na nakapaloob sa oversized kong t-shirt, “shit. Ang sexy mo talaga. Ang pogi mo.”

Umakyat ang dugo sa mukha ko, “gago. Ikaw kaya ang guwapo. Ang exotic mo.” (Sorry, hindi pa ako socially aware nung mga panahon na ito haha).

“Ikaw ang exotic. Tangina, may lahi ka ba? Para kang Indian na mulatto!” (Siya din pala, haha).

Lumapit ang mukha niya sa akin at hinalikan ako.

Hindi na ako nagkyeme. Gusto ko din siya, kaya naman tinugunan ko ang halik niya. Masarap ang lasa ng laway niya. Malambot ang kanyang mga labi.

Napakapit ako sa isang braso niya habang marahang nakikipaglaplapan sa kanya. Tapos ay binaba ko ang kamay ko at kiniskis ang kanyang bukol.

Ang isa niyang kamay ay tumungo sa pundilyo niya upang pakawalan ang burat niya. Average naman ang laki niyon at mataba. Hinawakan ko iyon at jinakol nang marahan.

Ang kamay niya ay tumungo din sa pundilyo ko, pinakawalan ang burat ko at jinakol iyon. Ramdam ko ang kalambutan ng palad niya habang binabate niya ako.

“Tsumutsupa ka?” tanong niya sa akin matapos ang halik.

“Mahirap sa’yo kasi may manibela,” sagot ko.

“Sige ako na lang tsutsupa,” prisinta ng lalaki.

Hinawi niya ang buhok sa isang side tapos bumaba na.

“Oooof…” sinubukan kong pigilang umungol at gumalaw upang hindi umuga ang sasakyan. Pero tangina, ang sarap tsumupa ng guwapong ito. Full mast agad ang titi ko sa bibig niya dahil sa galing ng dila at labi nito.

At tangina, dumi-deepthroat din siya. Fuck, naririnig ko pa na nabibilaukan siya.

At mukhang nakiki-cooperate naman ang libido ko, dahil ilang minuto lang na nakababad siya sa burat ko ay naramdaman ko na umaakyat ang pressure sa aking pantog.

Hinawakan ko ang ulo niya at sinabing, “shit. Lalabasan ako.”

Pero hindi siya lumuwa. Tinuloy-tuloy lang niya ang pag-tsupa sa akin. 

“Shiiit shiiit shiiiit!” mahina kong singhal habang mariing pinipigilan ang sariling manginig habang nag-o-orgasm ako. Tangina naka tatlong putok ako sa lalamunan niya na kumokontract habang nagpapasirit ako.

Nang nilubayan na ni Persian ang aking titi ay napansin kong wala man lang trace ng tamod sa labi nito. Tangina ang galing. Sinipsip niya.

Hinalikan niya ako. Nalasahan ko ang tamod ko. Matabang. Nakulangan ako ng pinya. Haha.

Binalik niya ang kanyang titing matigas sa loob ng pants.

“Hindi ka papalabas?” tanong ko.

Umiling ito, “eh, baka mangamoy sa kotse. Isa pa, magkikita kami mamamaya ng girlfriend ko. At least libog na ‘ko.” Sabay kindat sa akin.

Cool. Bisexual pala siya.

“So, uhmm paano?” sabi ko habang hinahawakan ang handle ng pintuan sa gilid ko.

“Huwag ka na umalis. Lalo tayo mahalata. Hatid na kita sa sakayan mo,” aniya.

Binuksan niya ang ang makina ng sasakyan. At biglang umugong ang tunog sa radyo niya.

Biglang tumunog ang rock music mula sa kanyang car stereo. 

"Baby
Frozen tears
It was hard through the years
I'll never give up
Never one of my dreams.
Deep inside is my love still alive
And God only knows that I can't let you go.
When I'm in love it'll be for better
I gave you my heart for ever and ever…"

Napansin ko na hindi ang original artist ang kumakanta sa track na iyon. Parang cover.

Ayos ba ‘yung pagkakakanta?” tanong ni Persian.

Tumango ako, “oo. Ikaw ‘yan?”

Ngumiti siya habang binababa na ang kotse sa ramp. “Oo. Ginawan ako ng barkada ko ng minus one niyan, tapos ni-record namin sa studio niya.”

“Ganda ng boses mo… ano… raspy. Pang rock talaga,” batid ko, “professional singer ka?”

Nagkibit-balikat siya, “ah hindi. Hobby lang ‘yan.”

Hindi na ako nang-usisa pa. Baka usisain din niya ang trabaho ko.

Bago niya ako pababain sa may sakayan ng bus, nagpalitan kami ng number. Nagkasundo kaming magkita sa susunod na weekend.

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“Pwede bang pass muna ako today? May kaunting sakit kasi ang likod ko,” tanong ko sa kanya through text sa araw na napagkasunduan namin.

“Basta papunta na ako ng gym ngayon. Hindi ko na alam kung kailan ulit ako puwede pagkatapos nito,” sagot niya sa text.

“Okay, sige pupunta ako. Magbuhat na lang ako magaan,” pagbawi ko. Sayang din naman ang oras. Usually, kapag maraming beses kang humindi, baka maging drawing, hehe.

Kaya naman gumayak na ako at bumiyahe patungo sa gym. Dalawang oras bago magsara.

At katulad nga ng kanyang sinabi, naroon na siya at nagbubuhat. Nagkita kami at nagtanguan.

Uminom ako ng Alaxan at nanalanging gumana iyon hanggang sa oras ng bakbakan. Nag-cardio na lang ako sa treadmill ng session na iyon.

Halos sabay kaming natapos, naligo at nagbihis. Muli, nauna akong makalabas at naghintay sa kanya. Sarado na ang gym nang makalabas siya.

Nakangiti siya, “halika na.”

Ang guwapo talaga ng lokong ito. Sinundan ko siya hanggang sa kotse niya.

“Buti puwede ka na,” banggit ni Persian.

Tumango ako, “ehh… Kakayanin naman ‘yung sakit. Eh baka kasi hindi na naman mag-meet ang schedules natin, eh.”

“Medyo pata din ako, eh. Nakakain yata ‘yung girlfriend ko ng sili,” bulalas niya, “pinagod ako kagabi.”

“Sarap mo daw kasi,” susog ko.

Maya-maya ay nakarating na kami at nakapag-park sa Sogo sa may MRT North Avenue.

Nang pinatay niya ang makina ay nagsuot siya ng baseball cap sa ulo. Tinago niya ang lahat ng kanyang long hair sa loob ng sumbrero. 

Ako din ay nagsuot ng cap. Mahiyain din ako eh.

Pagdating namin ay naghintay kami ng kaunti sa may waiting area. Tahimik lang kaming gumagamit ng cellphone at hindi nag iimikan.

Mayamaya ay dinala na kami ng attendant sa aming room.

Agad siyang tumingin sa menu, “may gusto kang kainin? On me.”

Nakitingin din ako, “hetong clubhouse na lang. And no, makikihati ako.”

Tapos ay gumamit siya ng telepono, “hello, yes po. Hetong clubhouse, dalawang iced tea… sa condom… uhm, dalawa? Okay.”

“Bakit may condom?” tanong ko pagkatapos ng tawag, “hindi ako bottom ‘di ba?”

“Eh ‘di ikaw. Kakantutin mo ‘ko,” sabi niyang nakangisi.

“Shit. Ang sexy no’n. Pero hindi din ako nagta-top.” (Sorry guys, side talaga ako noon pa, kahit hindi ko pa alam na side ang tawag do’n haha).

“Subukan lang natin,” sabay kindat niya.

Naghubad na kaming dalawa. Hanggang sa naka brief na kami pareho. Berde ang akin, ang kanya naman ay gray na may blue na garter.

Nag-momol na kami. Ang sarap niya humalik. Nagpaangkin lang ako habang tumutugon sa kanya.

At dahil nasa motel na kami, at hindi sa kotse, masmalaya na kaming mag-ungulan. Nag-akapan kami nang mahigpit. Tsinansingan ko ang katawan niya. Sobrang sexy niya.

Nagkiskisan ang mga bukol namin habang naglalaplapan kami.

Bumagsak kami sa kama. Pumatong ako sa kanya. Ako na ang nagsimulang rumomansa. Hinalikan ko ang leeg niya. Sinibasib ang kanyang kilikili. Tapos ay sinupsop ko ang kanyang mga utong. Pababa sa kanyang abs. Tapos ay dinilaan ko ang sexy niyang mga muscles habang sinusuot ko sa harapan ng kanyang brief ang kamay ko upang pisil-pisilin ang matigas na nitong burat.

Umuungol siya sa binibigay kong romansa.

Mayamaya ay pinagulong niya kami. Ako naman ang nasa ilalim niya. Siya naman ang brumocha sa katawan ko. Halatang mas eksperyensyado siya sa ganito kahit may girlfriend pa siya. Tangina. Ang hot niya habang nakatitig sa akin pataas habang dinidilaan niya ang katawan ko. Naka pony tail na ang maganda niyang buhok.

Lumuhod siya at tiningnan ako pababa, “tangina. Nagmo-model ka ba?”

Tumawa ako ng malakas, “ako?! Gago hindi! Mukha ba akong model?”

“Oo kaya. Ang lakas ng appeal ng mukha mo,” dagdag pa niya, “bakit, wala pa bang nagyayaya sa’yo magmodel?”

Well, may ilang lumapit sa akin na nagtatatanong sa akin kung model ako, at nung sumagot akong hindi, ay kung gusto ko daw pwede daw nila akong gawing model. At syempre, ayaw ko. Dahil sa bukod sa conservative ang career ko sa tunay na buhay (yown), eh malay ko ba kung jino-joke lang nila ako, o gusto lang makaisa sa akin.

“Meeeron naman,” pag-amin ko, “pero hindi ko naman sineseryoso.”

Hinatak niya ako patayo. Umupo siya sa kama tapos ay tinitigan ako nang mariin, “shit. Ang sarap mong picturean. Photographer din pala ako.”

Hinawakan ko ang tiyan ko, “hindi ako kasing ma-abs katulad mo.”

Kumunot ang noo nito, “nuks. Wala sa abs ‘yun. Lakas talaga ng appeal mo. Sige kung gusto mo, i-test shot kita sa future.”

Natawa ako, “ikaw ang bahala.”

Tapos ay hinatak niya ako papalapit at binaba ang aking brief. Sinubo niya na ang aking namamagang alaga.

Hinayaan ko lang ang sarili ko na umungol nang malakas habang minumuwestra ng bibig niya ang aking titi. Ang sarap talaga.

At dahil nahihiya na ako na puro ako ang gumagawa, nagpalit kami ng puwesto. Ako naman ang umupo, pinatayo ko siya. Binaba ko ang briefs niya.

Sinubo ko ang titi niya. Matigas iyon at mainit sa bibig ko. Nag-atras-abante ang mukha ko sa kanya. Ang bango ng bulbol niya. Tumingala ako sa kanya.

Nakayuko siya at nakatingin sa akin nang mangha, “guwapo mo puta.”

Lumuwa ako, “okay lang ba gawa ko?” Hindi naman kasi ako talaga expert na tsupaero.

“Sige lang tuloy mo lang!”

At tinuloy ko lang ang blowjob. Nalalasahan ko ang alat ng kanyang precum. Jinakol ko ang titi ko.

Maya maya ay bumunot na siya at sinabing. “Try natin. Fuck me.”

Heto na kinabahan ako.

Sinuotan niya ako ng condom. Tapos pinahiga niya ako. Tumungo siya sa ibabaw ko, at unti-unti niyang pinasok sa butas niya ang aking burat.

Tangina ang init sa loob. Hindi ako makagalaw. Takot ako.

Kaya siya ang umindayog. Tangina ang sexy niyang tingnan. Ang batak ng katawan niya tapos humihinete siya sa ibabaw ko. Ang sexy talaga.

Pero hindi ko talaga mamaintain ang sarili kong ereksyon kapag ganoon. Kaya sumuko na lang kami.

“Sorry ah, nasayang ang condom tuloy,” sabi ko.

Ngumiti siya, “okay lang. At least naramdaman ko titi mo sa loob ko. Okay na ‘yon. Next time maaachieve na natin ‘yan.”

Tapos ay nagtsupaan kaming dalawa. Iyon na lang ang ginawa namin nang magdamag.

Nang mapagod na kami at mapuno na ang mga pantog ay nahiga na lang kami nang magkatabi. Nagjakol kami habang naghahalikan.

“Lalabasan na ako,” sabi ko.

Binilisan na rin niya ang pagbabate.

Hanggang sa sabay kaming napaungol nang malakas at nagpakawala ng aming mga tamod.

Maskonti at malapot ang akin na nasa tiyan ko, sa kanya naman ay marami at malabnaw.

Naghalikan kaming muli. Sabay kaming nag-shower.

Nang makapagpatuyo ay kinain na namin ang pagkain at uminom ng iced tea.

Nagmomol kami nang matagal bago kami lumabas ng motel.

“Nga pala, add mo ako sa FB,” offer niya.

Nagulat ako, “ah okay. Sige.”

Binigay niya sa akin ang pangalan niya.

Muli niya akong sinakay sa kotse niya at binaba sa sakayan ng mga bus.

Pag-uwi ko ng bahay ay hinanap ko agad ang FB niya.

Nagulat ako nang makita ko ang kanyang profile. Apparently, isa pala siyang professional singer na meron nang mga legitimate na gigs, at may planong mag-release ng album dito at sa ibang bansa.

In-add ko siya at nag-PM ako.

“Wow. Singer ka pala talaga!”

Agad naman siyang sumagot, “hehe oo. Sorry hindi ko sinabi sa’yo.”

“Nyek. Okay lang ‘yun. Hindi naman kailangan. Sarap kanina.”

“Oo nga eh.”

“See you ulit.”

“See you!”

Pero hindi na kami ulit nagkita pagkatapos niyon. Hindi nangyari ang photoshoot na gusto niya.

Hindi naman din kasi ako nag-message sa kanya. Ayokong mag-initiate, lalo na’t may girlfriend siya. At syempre, dahil pasikat na siya.

Matagal na panahon bago ang kanyang tuluyang pagsikat. May injury din kasi siyang ininda sa mahabang panahon (ayon sa FB niya). 

Pero ngayon masaya akong nakikita na bumabalik na siya sa passion niya. Sana ay maabot na niya ang kanyang pangarap na maging sikat na singer.

Monday, February 10, 2020

[SS-722] Cousin Visit


[COUSIN VISIT]

You are typing in your computer. This is supposed to be a vacation but work and deadlines catches on you.

"Wow, wow. And how long am I supposed to wait for you?"

You look forward and see your older cousin lying sexily on the side of the bed. 


"Give me two minutes, I'm attaching the files in the email now," you reason.

"Okay, I'll get ready cous."

Then he climbed on the bed. He peels off his underwear. He jacks off his dick and start fingering his hole.

You tap your table as you stare at the uploading icon, "ughhh attach now! My cousin is getting me horny."

As soon as you send the email, you hurry to the bed and pounce on him.

You kiss him deeply and squarely on the lips. 

He removes your underwear and then sucks your cock. He has always been skilled at this talent. You groan.

Then he rides on top of you and starts fucking his ass with your dick.

It is not long until you both cum the first time that night.

Then you go on for multiple rounds later. He fucks you too and you enjoy it.

The next morning, you find yourselves in new undies and standing together at the balcony. 


"Thank you for visiting me here," he tells you.

You smile, "I'm sorry if it took so long."

"I understand. How's your wife?"

"She's fine. How about you? How are you?"

"I'm okay. I don't miss our town anymore. It took some time. But now I'm better here in this new city."

"You're free now. I'm chained back there. Stealing moments with you."

He touches your face, "they'll never understand. They hated me for gay, and I'm pretty sure they'll hate me further when they found out that we've been screwing each other since we were ten."

"Well, I'm leaving this noon..."

He hugs you. "Stay a few hours more." 

Friday, February 7, 2020

[SS-721] Cave Spy


[CAVE SPY]

After swimming 30 miles to the secret island, the spy took off his scuba mask and reported to his supervisor through his mini-radio, "I'm here at the syndicate's island."

"Good, now you should find the cave two kilometers south south east from where you are."

The spy ran to the direction and found the cave after ten minutes.

There were big guards wearing briefs standing by the entrance of the cage.

He went stealth and attacked the men. It was easy for him to hit them and make them unconscious.

He creeped into the cave.

Inside was a fighting ring. There were rich-dressed people watching and making bets.

On the ring, he found another spy from his company fighting another man.

His hunch was correct. His colleague went missing after being abducted by this mafia.

The fighting spy lost. He fell semi-unconscious.  


The rich people started lining up to fuck his ass. The spy was too weak to retaliate.

The moans started to become melodious. Seemingly, the hostage was chemically induced to like anal sex.

The spy continued to hide until the gang bang was over.

The captive was then carried to another channel in the cave. He followed them.

His colleague was left at a dead end.

The spy ran to his colleague, "hey, it's me. I'm going to get you out of here!"

"Nooo, we can't. We can't go here. I've tried," the captive groaned, "besides, I'm starting to like it here. Getting fucked ugh."

"You're not thinking straight--"

"Well! Look who we have here."

The spy stood up and turned. It was his colleague's opponent from the earlier fight. He was wearing a mask and briefs. 


The spy charged the fighter.

But the fighter immediately caught him and gave him many punches.

The spy was too weak from the long swimming and running. His body surrender.

Soon, the syndicate's fighter was undressing him and fucking his ass.

It was painful but he was too weak.

His colleague hugged him while he was fucked and kissed him.

"Stay here. Stay here with me."