G for Gerald (Part 2)

Pumunta kami sa likod ng stage at sabi niya na may gusto raw siya na ipakita. Patay ang mga ilaw. Madilim ang buong paligid maliban sa konting liwanag na mula sa poste sa labas. Nang magtanong ako kung bakit kami nandoon ay bigla niyang ibinaba ang kanyang pantalon, kasama ang brief.


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"Gusto ko 'to ipakita sa yo.", sabi ni Gerald. Tinignan ko ang mukha ni Gerald. Nakangiti sya. All smile. Lalong lumakas ang dating ni Gerald. Kung looks lang ang usapan ay lamang ako sa kanya pero may kakaibang appeal si Gerald. May X factor. Yung itsura nya ay parang may libog parati sa mata. Kaya sexy siyang tignan. Times one hundred yon ngayon. Lalo pa't nakahubad sya sa pang-ibaba nya. Nagkamalisya ako bigla kay Gerald.

Damage control, ang nasa instinct ko.

"Gago. Ano yan?!", ang pagmamaang-maangan ko.

"Hawakan mo", ang utos nya sa kin. Kahit sa konting liwanag na nasa backstage, kitang-kita ko pa rin sa mga mata nya ang tuwa sa nangyayari sa amin. Parang may twinkle ang mga ito - it's like he's enjoying this very moment. At yung nguso nya, it was pointing down, towards his exposed manhood. Pilyo talaga tong si Gerald, ang naisip ko.

Naging defensive ako, I don't wanna lose control in this awkward situation. "Ayaw ko nga. Meron din ako nyan. Tara na baka mahuli pa tayo dito.", sabi ko sa kanya.

Biglang hinawakan ni Gerald ang crotch area ko. Tapos sabi nya, "May hard-on ka rin. Di ka natuturn-on?" Sinumulang niyang himasin yung bahaging yon.

"Alis na tayo, baka mahuli tayo.", ang pakiusap ko sa kanya.

Di sya masaway sa paghimas sa aking pagkalalake at para tumigil na ko sa pagtutol ay hinalikan nya ko. We kissed. Torrid kissing. French kiss. Yup, it felt good. Masarap sa pakiramdam kaya I gave in already. All my defenses, gone. Kinuha nya kamay ko at iniligay sa kanyang ari. Ginabayan nya kamay ko para magtaas-baba sa kanyang etits. Di ko na namalayan na bukas na zipper ko at hawak na rin ni Gerald ang akin. We were stroking each other's dicks while kissing passionately. It felt good.

Tinanggal nya ang butones ng pantalon ko, ibinaba ang black pants ko, at ibinaba rin brief ko. Lumuhod sya sa harap ko and went down on me. Di ko inaasahan 'yon. We were like 13 years old then, first year high school pa lang. Big deal na ang blow job! Dati-rati'y quota na ko pag i-kiss ako at ijack-off ako. This felt good. At si Gerald pa ang gumagawa sa kin nito.

After a while, I came in his mouth. May sasarap pa ba sa pakiramdam ko na yon? Heaven yon.

Gerald spat and went up on me. Hinalikan nya ko ulit. Ganun pala lasa non. Kahit idinura nya, nalasahan ko pa rin. Kinda weird pero okay lang naman. Sa patuloy naming halikan, na-arouse ako ulit. Naramdaman yun ni Gerald at hinawakan nya ako roon ulit. Natawa sya. Parang in disbelief ang tawa nya kase may hard-on ako ulit. Pagkatapos non ay binulungan ako ni Gerald na sya naman daw. Medyo hesitant ako but what the hey. Return the favor.

In less than two minutes down there, narating din ni Gerald ang langit.

We kissed again. Ilang minuto rin yon. Nag-ayos na kami ng mga sarili namin and walked out of the backstage of the auditorium na parang walang nangyari.

Pagkatapos ng tagpong yon, sa tuwing magkakatinginan kami ni Gerald, may malisya na mga tinginan namin. May kahulugan na ang mga ngiti. Ewan ko kung napansin yon ng ibang classmates namin. Iba ata impact ng first time talaga.

Naulit pa yon ng ilang beses. Medyo experimental ang iba doon, we tried different stuff. Blame it on our hormones...We were teenagers exploring our bodies.

Top Ten Unforgettable Dyug-dyug Places ni Dencio Padilla

Sa ngalan ng spontaneity, adventure, thrill, at kakaibang kati na dapat kamutin kaagad, may mga lugar na sadyang hindi ko malilimutan dahil sa mga ito naganap ang mga di malilimutang dyug-dyug sa buhay ko.

Eto ang countdown ko:

10. Kotse - Kung ilang beses nangyari dito, honestly, di ko na mabilang. Dito 'yung pinakamadali at murang lugar para sa pagpaparaos kung may ka-eyeball ka. Hihihi. Magpark lang sa medyo madilim, at walang masyadong tao na dumaraan, maaring patayin ang makina at aircon or hindi, at pwede na ang walang puknat na aksyon. Pwede rin na pumwesto kayo sa backseat for more space. Mas may advantage kung nakapanther black tint ang kotse mo. Hehehe.

9. Lodge or motel - Sa maniwala kayo at hindi, may disenteng motel na 150Php lang, good for three hours na. Mura di ba? Kung worth it naman ang FuBu mo or partner mo, at balak mong hanggang two to three rounds ay dapat sa motel na lang kayo. Mas maraming space - sa kama, sa shower, or sa loveseat. May free porn pa. Ayos!

8. Silong ng bahay - Ang mga lumang bahay ay parang may silong o basement sa kung saan tinatago ang mga bagay at gamit na hindi na ginagamit. Ang iba sa mga andito ay mga antiques na...Isipin mo ang eksenang binabottom mo ang kalaro mo habang naglalakad ang lola mo sa taas nyo at naririnig ang langitngit ng tabla o flooring na gawa sa kahoy bilang background music nyo. May cinematic potential.

7. Cubicle ng isang public CR - Received head inside one. Hindi niya ko tinigilan hangga't hindi ako nilabasan pero habang ginagawa niya ay tumitingin ako sa taas ng pinto dahil baka mahuli kami ng naglilinis at nakakahiya. Buti naman dahil walang bantay at nakaraos kami! Success!

6. Shangri-La Mall Cinema 2 - LFS at less than ten lang ang nasa orchestra section. Naging naughty ang kasama ko at ayun, pinaglaruan na. Hanggang sa ilabas ito at sinimulang pisilin...Binate. Hanggang isubo na...Yun na! Double feature pala kapag last full show sa Shangri-La.

5. Bathroom ng hotel room - May conference kami at kanya-kanyang room mate. Ang isang pilyong manliligaw ay nagtext at pupunta raw dahil may kailangan. 1 AM na. Emergency raw. Nang nasa harap na siya ng pinto ng room, nagtext. Binuksan ko. Pumasok at hinila ako sa banyo. Naglock at hinubaran na ako. Subo, lunok. Ang siste, ang lahat ng ito ay nagaganap habang tulog ang room mate ko sa isang bed. Para-paraan lang talaga! Ang himbing ng tulog ko pagkatapos!

4. Infirmary - Maysakit ako at pinastay sa infirmary. May sakit din siya. Cutey. Cutey sa cutey. Di na siya nakapagpigil at lumapit sa akin. Kiss tapos kapa. Binuksan ang zipper ko at pinaglaruan hanggang dumura. All this habang ang nurse ay nasa table niya at nagroroll ng cotton balls!

3. Chapel - Wala naman yung Blessed Sacrament. Tinanggal. After ng earthquake non. Pinatulog kami sa chapel kase mas safe daw dun at baka magkaroon ng maraming aftershocks. Delikado na magstay sa dorm. Hayun dun nangyari. Two guys and me. Go figure.

2. Burnham Park - Dun sa may damuhan, sa gitna ng park, kapag takipsilim na. Pwede don na sumimple. I should know. Sa dami ng tao, di ka na masyado mapapansin. Makakaraos.

1. Victory Liner Bus - Eto na yung pinakawild and dangerous siguro dahil maraming sakay ang bus going to Dau, Pampanga. Bakante yung nasa opposite side namin. Isang bakante sa harap namin at may mga nakaupo na sa lahat ng upuan sa harap namin. Madalas pa ang pag-ikot ng konduktor. Nagsimula lang sa holding hands, ikiniskis ko sa crotch ko ang kamay niya, at ayun, nilabas na ang akin at sinimulang isubo. Mabuti na lang at hindi nahalata kung bakit lulubog-lilitaw ang ulo ng kasama ko. Yup, I came; we came in Dau pa rin.

Kayo, san ang mga unforgettable places nyo? Baka gusto nyo i-share.

G for Gerald (Part 1)

Batchmate ko si Gerald since grade school. Pero di naman kami close. Classmates lang. Kanya-kanyang barkada.

Itong si Gerald, alam ko na pilyo at medyo loko. Ako yung nerdy type noong grade school. Palibhasa gusto kong nasa honors' list ako kaya kailangang behaved ako lagi. Siya naman ay kasama sa grupo ng mga laging nasa Noisy list at pinapatawag sa Guidance Counselor's Office kasi nga maraming kalokohan.

Noong high school, anim kami na nanggaling sa same grade school na pumasok sa all-boys academy. Since magkakakilala kami, kaming anim ang naging magkakasama noong una. Madalas ko nang maka-interact si Gerald at ang iba ko pang classmates noong elementary.

Dahil nga naughty by nature, madalas akong lokohin ni Gerald. Parang pinagtitripan ako at nagpapapansin. Di ko yun gusto. Di naman kami ganun ka-close. Pero sige lang, sinasakyan ko lang mga biro nya.

Ang mga birong yon ay mas naging madalas. Umabot pa sa parang harutan na - yung kukurutin ang nipples mo, yung tutusukin ng daliri ang pisngi ng puwet mo. Syempre kailangang gumanti kaya maghahabulan hanggang makaganti...May tagpo pa nga na parang may touching na ng birdie ko. Of course, all in the spirit of lokohan. All-boys school nga, di ba? May ganoon na mga lokohan talaga. Walang malisya. Nagkakatuwaan lang.

Napansin ko na may mga panahong nakatitig si Gerald sa akin during vacant period namin. Parang may iniisip. Kapag nagtagpo ang aming mga mata, iiwas niya ang kanya. May times naman na parang may gusto siyang sabihin, through his eyes, pero di niya ma-articulate sa akin. May naikuwento pa nga siya na napanaginipan daw niya ko. Tinanong ko kung ano pero iniba naman nya ang usapan. Weird ng mokong.

Until one day, Gerald approached me and said na may sasabihin siya sa akin. Mag-meet daw kami sa may auditorium ng 6PM. Umoo ako, not suspecting anything.

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Pumunta kami sa likod ng stage at sabi niya na may gusto raw siya na ipakita. Patay ang mga ilaw. Madilim ang buong paligid maliban sa konting liwanag na mula sa poste sa labas. Nang magtanong ako kung bakit kami nandoon ay bigla niyang ibinaba ang kanyang pantalon, kasama ang brief.

F is for Floyds (Part 2)

Now meet Floyd B.

I had come to know of Floyd B. when I was still assigned in Bicol. He was the friend of "my special friend". I really didn't think much of him because he was taking much of the time of "my special friend". Basta, he was the friend of my friend. Yun lang.

When I was transferred in the Visayas, I would meet Floyd B. again. This time, we talked because we had a common friend. Floyd was goodlooking. I really had a reason not to like him before since he spent a lot of time with "my special friend". He is an eye candy, just don't make him talk. He's pretty. Period. But because "my special friend" was what connected us, that was pretty much it between us. Kwentuhan lang.

A year later, we would meet again, still in the Visayas. We would exchange cell phone numbers and send SMS to each other. In this exchange, he would tell me that he found me cute and smart but couldn't act on it because of "my special friend" and that because he had a lover of seven years already, and that friends are all we ever could be.

Maybe friends with benefits.

One time, he sent me a text message, asking me to have dinner with him. We went to my favorite chicken inasal restaurant and then afterwards, he said he wanted to have a drink. We bought these bottled mixed cocktail drinks from the convenience store. We drank like it's the last night of the world. We had too much to drink that we felt horny.

"Saan ba place mo? Punta tayo dun." That's what Floyd B. said, or at least that's what I recalled him say, as the booze has taken the best of us that night.

I just realized that we were making out in the car. Lots of kissing. The next thing I knew, we were on my bed, naked and having sex. I'm not using the L-word here because I was just horny I think, or we were both horny. Turned out, we've had the sexual tension already from the time we first met. Floyd B. succinctly expressed it, "noon pa kita gusto matikman."

To me, Floyd B. was just a pretty face but he lacked the character I wanted from a partner. For Floyd B., I was just another conquest. Another trick, for when morning came, he knew where we was going home to - to the loving arms of his partner.

It was a night of lust, and that's all it would ever be.

Before he left, he said, "Ulitin natin 'to ha?"

I said, "Sure!" and then I yawned and fell asleep.

F is for Floyds (Part 1)

Meet Floyd A.

I first spotted Floyd A. in a domestic airport, on my flight back to Manila. It was a late Friday afternoon and the flight was delayed. There wasn't much to do in the waiting lounge and then Floyd A. caught my attention. I saw him looking at the photos of the Masskara Festival that were on display. He stood out in the chattering crowd. It wasn't about his height (he was tall at 5'10 or 5'11"); he had this presence that radiates in a mad mob of agitated passengers. He was tall, dark, and goodlooking in his jeans, shirt, and shoes that altogether made him look really well. He was, what most would call, an eye candy.

Finally we boarded our flight and I've forgotten about him already.

At the Manila airport, I would chance upon him again while flagging a cab. As always the case, to get a cab in the airport on a Friday night is a game in itself, a relay of obstacles that range from superbly agile passengers to unreasonable drivers. As if meant to be, we sort of agreed to share a cab so we could go home right away.

Inside the cab, we exchanged stories while stuck in traffic. More importantly, we traded cell phone numbers.

A day after, I would get a text message from him. We would send SMS to each other for about a week, until we decided to meet again. Our meeting place was a dimsum house in Malate. We had noodles and dumplings. After a lot of stories and several innuendoes, we decided to go over to my place (I was staying in a hotel because I had training in the office) and watch PBB. Of course, we just didn't watch PBB. We made love. Yes, I am using the word, "love". It was what seemed to prevail that night, in the four corners of the room. Lots of hugging, kissing, caressing, romancing...the works. ( May shower scene pa nga...LOL)

I was very attracted to Floyd A. He was not only charming but he was smart and personable. He was someone I could call for "real" and not for "trick". But that's as good as it gets for us. He wanted me but couldn't have me. He had a lover already and had a long line of fuckbuddies waiting for their chance with him. Wrong timing, and wrong person too.

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Parang nagplay sa utak ko ang kantang "Somewhere Down The Road." "We had the right love at the wrong time..."

Parang bullshit naman yun. "I want you pero may lover na ko...Ngayon lang kase tayo nagkakilala..." So kasalanan ko pa, ganon? Ang labo di ba? Kung talagang may nararamdaman ka for me, eh bakit di mo matapos relasyon mo sa lover mo at maging tayo? Dapat ganun yon.

Asan na ba si Floyd A.? I saw him on a variety show; he was part of a singing group. He had a string of TV commercial ads too. Sana matino na siya and doesn't play around anymore. Single kaya siya? Nampoocha, ang cute pa rin ng mokong. Hay.

D for Dennis David

Si Dennis David ay classmate ko noong grade school. Naging close kami dahil sa aming pangalan. Lagi kaming magkasunod sa pila o magkagrupo - David apelyido niya , ako Dencio ahihihi.

So habang nakatayo sa pila, o magkagrupo sa isang project, lagi kaming nagkukuwentuhan. Si Dennis ay isa sa mga jocks ng class. Malaking bulas, tisoy, gwapo. Athlete na pambato ng class sa sports. Ako naman 'yung nerd type non. Pang-quiz bee lang ako. Parang opposites kami. Kung siya yung malaking bulas, ako naman yung late bloomer. Pero surprisingly, naging magkaibigan kami.

Naaalala ko yung mga pilyong kwentuhan namin with other classmates habang ginagawa yung picket fence for Work Education. Kwentuhan about kung sinong pinakamaraming pubic hair. Kung sinong nagmamasturbate na. Kung sinong nakahalik na sa isang babaeng classmate namin. Kung sinong di na virgin. Yung typical male banter among curious, young boys. Dahil ako yung nerdy type, my classmates felt uneasy discussing these things when I'm around. Tahimik lang ako madalas. But Dennis kept reaching out to me, explaining things, including me in the conversation, etc. May konting alam naman ako non kahit papaano. But Dennis was kind enough to make me feel that I belong to the group. I don't know why he did this, maybe he was just really nice as a person.

One time, after our P.E. class, while we were all dressing up in the lockerroom, Dennis asked me to wait for him. Sinauli nya kase yung mga bola na ginamit namin kaya ngayon lang siya magbibihis. Nakaalis na mga classmates ko at ako na lang natira at si Dennis. Kung naaalala ko nang tama, ikinukwento niya sa akin yung balak niya na invite si Elizabeth, ang crush niya na classmate namin sa birthday celebration niya. Nakaupo ako non, at nagsusuot ng black shoes ko habang nagtanggal ng damit pang-itaas si Dennis. Tumambad sa kin ang kanyang kayang maputi at toned na katawan. Athletic kase. Nakita ko rin ang kanyang pink nipples, palibhasa mestiso kase. Kakainggit ang pink nipples niya (my weakness LOL). Nakita ko rin ang armpit hair na napakaganda ng pagtubo. Hay...

Hindi man siguro napansin ni Dennis na napagmasdan ko ang lahat ng iyon sa katawan niya...On hindsight, wala pa kase akong armpit hair non, patpatin ang katawan ko, and my nips were not pink. Talk about contrast or envy siguro di ba?

I don't think I was attracted to Dennis then. (But if you ask me now, kung papatulan ko siya, hell yes!) Hindi ko naman siya pinagnasaan. But those were the first few times I was beginning to be aware about my self, about the effect of other people in relation to me. A part of me was happy about the bond I had with Dennis.

Kumbaga sa literature, parang foil character si Dennis para mahighlight ang aking sariling characterization na nagbubuild-up habang lumalaki ako sa kwento ng aking buhay.

C for Coronel

Dahil nga favorite ako ng mga upperclassmen noong high school ako, sila mga naging kabarkada ko kahit freshman lang ako. Itong si Coronel, taga-senior class, masungit. Ayaw ata sa kin. Minsan na lang ako pansinin eh pinapahiya ako. Wala naman akong kasalanan sa kanya. Siya lang bukod-tangi sa senior class na kinaiinisan ako. Ang sa akin lang, wala naman akong kasalanan sa kanya. Di ko maintindihan kung bakit mabigat ang dugo niya sa akin.

Isang gabi, lights out na sa dorm, bigla na lang may lumapit sa kin sa bed. Si Coronel. Aba nakikipagkwentuhan ang loko. Close pala kami. May nakain ata at nag-iba ihip ng hangin. Sinakyan ko lang ang trip niya.

The next day, laking gulat ko dahil di na naman siya namamansin, at tinitignan pa ko ng masama. May topak ata. Confirmed. Hinayaan ko na lang sa trip niya. Kung ayaw niya eh di wag.

Nagpatuloy ang ganoong eksena sa amin. Enemies by day, friends by night.

One afternoon, niyaya ako ni Coronel na pumunta sa rooftop ng dorm. Doon kami sa side na mahirap makita pero kapag may umakyat naman ay malalaman naming kagad. Strategic location.

Tinanong niya ako if I know how to masturbate. What was I to say? Di ba nakakahiya yon? Sabi ng pari sa Values Ed class namin, the act is selfish. Wag daw gawin. Kaya sabi ko kay Coronel na di ko ginagawa yon. Tuturuan daw niya ako. Binaba niya ang shorts niya sa harap ko, he exposed himself to me. Siyempre napatingin ako dahil malaki yung kanya, mataba din compared to mine. He was six foot tall kase. He started stroking it with his left hand. He was telling me, “Ganito lang yan. Ganito gawin mo.” Dagdag pa niya, “Para tumangkad ka at maraming chicks ang lalapit sayo”.

He suddenly pulled down my shorts and reached for mine. He started stroking it too with his right hand. I felt uneasy and awkward. I was confused between pleasure and shame. He got my left hand and put it on to his. I looked into his eyes and he gave me a nod as if asking me to return the favor. I hesitated a bit but I obliged.

Pagkatapos non, di na kami nagpansinan. Di na rin siya pumunta kapag lights off sa bed ko para makipagkwentuhan. I never bothered to ask why or what’s the matter. I had other friends naman; he had his, kaya ok lang. Ganun lang siguro talaga.

On hindsight, naisip ko kung nahiya ba siya sa ginawa niya? O nagsisi kaya? He was sixteen then, and I was thirteen. He had more of the burden of guilt. I guess I’ll really never know.

Balita ko, pari na raw ngayon si Coronel.

B for Babur

Noong high school ako, pumasok ako sa isang parang all-boys na boarding school. Typical environment doon - pilyo ang marami, playful, curious, and exploring. Hindi sa pagmamayabang, but I was one of the cutest and popular guys of the freshman class (cute pa rin 'til now, ahihihi) kaya halos lahat ng upperclassmen ay favorite ako.

Si Babur ay sophomore. Kasama siya sa honor roll ng class nila; at magaling sa Math. Nagsama kami sa Math Olympiad contest; siya ang representative ng class nila at ako sa aming class. Sabay kami sa review and coaching. Dahil sa contest na yun, kami ay naging magkaibigan. Panay na ang aming kwentuhan gabi-gabi. Ang saya ng feeling ko dahil pakiramdam ko, nakahanap ako ng tunay na kaibigan. Parang isang kuya. Only boy ako sa family; may ganoong feeling na gusto mo may kuya ka. At si Babur na yun.

Okay na sana ang lahat ngunit isang gabi, naging kakaiba ang aming kwentuhan. Napag-usapan namin ang tungkol sa masturbation, sa kissing, sa pagpapalaki ng size ng ari. I was thirteen; he was fourteen. I guess we were very curious to a fault. Funny thing is, I pretended not to know how to masturbate when in fact I have been doing the act since Grade 5 ( I was 11 or 12 then I think). Oops, too much information hehehe.

Tinuruan ako kunwari ni Babur kung panu magmasturbate. He held mine and stroke it. He asked me to hold his and do the same. And we stroke each other til we came. After that, we became like jerk buddies. Whenever we felt like it, we would masturbate.

Di lang yun ang tinuro sa kin ni Babur. He even taught me how to French kiss...Bigla na lang nangyari yun. Hindi pinlano o pinag-usapan. Marahil dala ng kapusukan at bugso ng damdamin.

Sa totoo lang, enjoy naman nung nangyayari ang lahat ng yun. Pwede ring sabihin na nasasarapan kami kaya naulit ng maraming beses. But little did we know that this was also causing the deterioration of what could have been a genuine friendship and brotherhood. It is difficult if not impossible to be kissing and cumming with a friend. Mali ang equation namin.

Sayang.

A for Alwin

Bigla na lang may nagtext sa kin ng lyrics ng "Seasons of Love" mula sa musical na Rent. Eh favorite ko yun...Kaya medyo naintriga ako. Sino kaya itong taong ito na alam yung song na yun. Di naman pop yung song or yung musical. Medyo naging curious ako.

It turns out, nakuha niya ang number through his friend whom I met in a wedding. Kase parang napagkwentuhan namin yung song na yun at yung musical. Nagmagaling at nagkunwaring cupid kaya he gave my number to Alwin.

Matanda sa kin si Alwin. He was in his early 30's ; I was in my 20's. Physically, he was mestizo, clean, smooth. Cutey. On hindsight, napansin ko lang, parang mas nakakarelate ako sa mga matanda sa akin kesa sa mga ka-edad ko. In short, naging ok naman kami. Kumbaga, we hit it off right away.

He's a veterinarian working for an animal health corporation. But he always dabbled in the arts. Yun siguro yung pinagkasunduan namin. He was into photography. He collected comic books and action figures. He likes movies. He was into musicals. Ang dami namin napagkwentuhan. Marami akong nalaman mula sa kanya; at alam ko, marami rin siyang nakuhang kaalaman mula sa akin. Shared interest breeds compatibility.

Halos araw-araw pumupunta siya ng bahay. Medyo effort kase he had to take the NLEX just to see me. I appreciated the gesture of course, plus the fact that enjoy siyang kasama. Kulong lang kami sa car niya, kwentuhan while listening to songs that he wanted me to hear. Minsan pa, he would hold my hand. And then kiss me. Sweet. Parang movie, parang musical. Pero dahil nga ganun, may twist. May conflict. May catch.

May kalive-in partner na pala siya...E di biglang tinapos ko ang movie at ang musical...The end na. Closing credits kagad.


P.S. When I met Alwin, I was also in a relationship. But I wasn't really into the relationship, if you know what I mean. I was willing to lay it all on the line for Alwin...But what the hey, the good ones are always taken. C'est la vie.

tango #5

one lazy Friday afternoon, while having dessert and coffee with a friend, may nakita akong dating kakilala. di ko naman siya pinapansin nuon. ako nga si dencio di ba? friend sya ng friend ko, eh ginago nya friend ko. natural hindi ko siya gusto maging friend kahit obvious na nagpapapansin. pag binibisita nya ang friend ko at nariyan ako, hindi ako lumalabas para makihalubilo...may pagkamasokista kase ang friend ko. miss congeniality. kahit ginagago na siya eh nice pa rin. am not like that. palagi ko sinasabihan pero pasaway siya, ayun laging ineentertain pa rin ang ogag na yun.

cut to: after a year, may nagview sa friendster account ko at nagmessage pa. siya. ang kapal. sinusumbatan ako dahil suplado raw ako...ewan ko ba, nagreply naman ako. katangahan #1. siguro sikat non si lucky manzano. kase kamukha niya. ayun, nagcorrespondence kami sa friendster. opo, nakipagflirt ako sa mga email, text messages, mms. katangahan #2. sorry, tao lang po. (flashback: si lea salonga sa bakit labis kitang mahal: "pasensya ka na dahil hindi mo ko katulad na napakaperfecccttt!") at lahat ng ito ay tinago sa kaibigan ko...pero nalaman din niya somehow. alam ko sumama loob niya. pinagpalit ko friendship namin sa pakikipagflirt. pero that's another topic.

nawala na lang bigla ang flirtation namin. natigil. nagkalimutan na nga eh. all for the best siguro. cut to: present, coffeshop. palabas na siya with his take-out at nakita niya ko. on reflex, i stood up and extended my hand. exchange of pleasantries. he was in a hurry. he asked for my number, at binigay ko naman. katangahan #3. then he took off already. after a minute, he texted and told me that it was him. next text was "cute mo pa rin". ampootah, flirt talaga. of course, ang reply ko --- ang walang kamatayang, official reply ng walang masabi at playing safe, isang smiley. wahahaha. yun lang. pero teka lang, be ready for katangahan #4. we carried out this flirtation again over the weekend. he called me up several times. hay gulay!!!! sinakyan ko pa ang mga plans niya na magkita one of these days and bond! as if! bond daw! di naman james ang first name ko. haha, corny, sorry.

trobol na naman. patay. bakit kase na out of character si dencio eh? katangahan #5.