Sunday, December 27, 2009

Play Safe





Maria Orosa Street
5:00 in the morning


"Shit! You're a top huh? You're a top??" The guy was running his fingers across my crack.

"Uh huh, Uh huh,"

"Can I?"

"Ah eh, Next time na lang dude..."

"I want it now..." Forcing his lips unto mine, he thought my resolve to give in to his wishes would get stronger.

"Next time..."

"I want it now."

"Next time, fuck mo ako kahit all night pa."

"Hindi ako lalabasan nito eh."


There must be something in him that was truly irresistable for me to leave the bar and follow him across the street to reach his car. Surely, it must not have been his looks. He was attractive and all, but I've slept with better-looking guys this year alone. It must not have been our conversation, for though I spent the whole night listening to his drunken preach on how he found happiness inside the box called life, we still don't find any connection. If there was a reason for the chase, then perhaps it was his brusque appeal which captured my imagination. The bar was teeming with young boys and feminine men last night that for him to stand next to the exit and drink his beer without any care in the world was truly a fascinating sight.

So I was hooked up and decided to stick with him.



"Wala akong condom pre eh."

"Okay lang yun, safe naman ako eh."

"...."

"Alam ko na, dalhin na lang kita sa bahay. Dun tayo magsex sa room ko."

"Paano yung auntie mo? Baka mahuli tayo?"

"Nag vacation sila abroad. Ako lang ang tao sa amin."

"Um, Las Pinas ka pa kaya? Next time na lang pre."

"Puro ka naman next time eh."

"Para may aabangan ka pa sa akin."

"Fuck na kasi kita."



How I found myself inside the trunk of a Toyota Fortuner - with the sun about to burst through the clouds - will remain a question unresolved. Who would have thought Malate could still reveal undiscovered capillaries for someone who has known the place like the veins and arteries of his arms. Steam rising from our sweaty bodies has fogged the windows. We could hear gay people talking about their escapades as they passed near the vehicle, while we who were making out in the trunk wouldn't care a thing whether we get caught or not. Had I been much, much younger and the world much, much safer, the decision whether to let him enter or not would have been easier.

The thing about sex is the wilder it gets, the more it becomes unforgettable. There is immortality in intimacy.

But I choose to play safe - not for me - but for the one who might show up one day and stay over not just for lust but for the joy of having someone watching your back. I have not given up. As for the act of prissiness I showed this morning, it will come a long way. It will leave a bad impression on my playmate and my name would be passed around to serve as a warning for those searching for some fast (and risky) love.

Its sad to note that while more and more people get sick, many others will choose the unsafe passage to satisfy their cravings for lust. Barebacking lives on and from where I drew the line, others would simply cross without much thought of tomorrow.


"Malapit na akong labasan bro."

"Sige sabayan kita. Bilisan ko na pag jack off"

"Dilaan mo tamod ko tapos kainin nating dalawa ha?"

"Kinky mo talaga pare! Hayup ka siguro sa kama."

"I can do anything."

"Alam mong favorite ko dude, yung matutulog kayong hubo't hubad, tapos out of nowhere, bigla ka na lang tutuhugin kasi nagkaboner yung partner mo. Yung spooning ba."

"Fuck, favorite ko yun!"

"Pain is good you know."

"Heto na ako dude! Ahhhhh.."

"Shit, mines here pare! Mmmmmmmmmm."


We parted ways with his handkerchief in my pocket, (which I tossed in the dustbin after arriving home) a cigarette burnt mark on my right hand and a fresh cum stain on my shirt. The snowballing did not happen nor I decided to make contact after the deed was done.

It was I who ended the game.

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* Snowballing, semen swapping, is the human sexual practice in which one partner takes into their mouth the semen of another person, and then 'swaps' or passes it to the mouth of another through kissing.




13 comments:

Yj said...

hmmmmmmmmmm....

malapit na masigabong putukan... happy new year Joms... :)

marhk said...

jusko di ko kinaya ito! nawindang ako! sobra sobra!!.......hehehe

anteros' dominion said...

tsk..i would like to make a comment, but decided to rather stay mum

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cigarette burn mark?

tsk.

engel said...

looks like you had a happy holiday. =D

wanderingcommuter said...

someones finally back! hahaha!

happy holdays galen!

Anonymous said...

new year paputok na ba yan?

-pilyo

Blakrabit said...

Ah snowballing pala tawag dun! Hehe

Anonymous said...

nice one..happy new year!
unknown_danger

Padsiefoot said...

Car action. Hmm...

iurico said...

i learned something new today - snowballing. Un pala tawag dun. I'm at a loss for words. Hehe

Herbs D. said...

snowballing is some hot shit. lol. Reminds me of this cards SEX A-Z that has random shits about gaysex.

okay, that was just random but hey! HAPPY NEW YEAR!

~Carrie~ said...

Happy new year, joms. Cute mo naman sa Twitter.

Xavier Randol said...

nice sexperience! ;-] bakit may paso kau ng sigarilyo?