Tides Encounter 7

Ok so a couple of weeks ago right around when the typhoon hit Manila I got so bored 1 night and called up some friends of mine to get a drink.  They lived in QC so being the one who wanted to go get a drink I had to traverse to their area.  It was a bit late already and the only place we could find that was open was this place called Tides - and hell it was PACKED!  The crowd was a bit jologs but who cares, I like ers and I wanted to drink.  It felt like drinking in your garden but only with strangers less than a foot beside you.

We got brought to our table and lo and behold I was seated right across this table with a lone guy drinking a bucket of beer by himself.  Moreno, skinhead and had an earring.  I would say he was a 7 out of 10 in the looks department.  He looked pretty straight - lose cargo shorts, ugly shoes and an ill fitted sport shirt.  He seemed really troubled to the point that I overheard the waiter ask him if he was alright.  During the latter part of the night, probably after finishing the bucket all by himself, I caught him glancing at me a few times and finally when I looked at him, he gave me a half smile.  I stood up, passed by his table towards the toilet and I saw him follow.  I went to the wash area 1st but there was this fugly kid who was trying to make pa-cute.  I saw him go to the urinal and I went to the one beside his.  I brought out my phone, put it in the keypad and casually told him - can you hold my phone while I take a leak - while showing him the dial pad?  He was smart enough or sober enough to input his number.

We go back to our respective tables and I start texting him.  I told him to meet me outside when we leave.  We met up where I was parked and I asked him if he was ok - and he said that he was just pissed off at his dad.  Whatever I honestly don't care - I asked cause I was just making conversation.  I bring him home and when we stripped down - I had a pleasant surprise.  He was quite endowed - I would say a 7, to match his looks.  It was mostly a blur as I had one drink too many as well.  What I remember was that he wanted me to give him 'kiss marks' all over his body- his neck, chest and every where else possible.

Next day, I didn't send an SMS and neither did he.

I get a call the following day at 1:30 in the morning from him - which really pissed me off.  He kept on calling and I thought that this might be an emergency hence I picked up - it wasn't him and the guy on the other end started yelling - 'so what do you think about my bf?  Masarap ba? Ha?'  I was so sleepy the only thing I was able to say was - ' go ask your fucking bf and tell me about it.'  If could only rewind it I would have said - 'he's alright'.

I realized that I was just used - and that he (I actually have no idea what his name is) wanted me to give him those kiss marks so his bf could see them.  Shame on him for using me. Hehe

Ted not from Titanic

I met Ted early this year - moreno, about 5'7,  has a pretty nice built, not super good looking, eloquent and a good guy over all.

He works in a cruise line and the time I met him, he had only about less than a month before he goes onboard again.  Those last few weeks we would exchange SMS constantly - our messages would actually be borderline sweet almost.  We met up every Friday before he left for a good fuck.  When he left he promised me that he would not get fucked by anyone and that he would 'reserve' his ass for me until he comes back again.

He came back about a month ago and we met up last week.  I dunno but I wasn't excited anymore in seeing him.  Imagine it took me almost  month before I was able to set time for him.  He wanted to have dinner or drinks but I said I can't and that we can meet after dinner and just check in.

We finally met up at around 10:30 pm and went straight to the motel.  I can't say I wasn't excited cause my cock was as hard the moment we started making out but I wasn't exactly feeling him so much either.  He couldn't get himself hard even when I gave him head.  I decided to just fuck him.  I told him that he might be 'more bottom' already and that he might get hard when I fuck him - he brought out the condom and his lube - it was in this deo looking bottle and was half empty - different from the one we used before that was in a tube -  I used to fuck him missionary style before but this time I decided to fuck him 'over, side ways, and under' - still engaged even when I would flip or turn him around.  When I was fucking him doggie style I reached out for his dick and it was hard already.  I pumped a few more minutes until I flipped him to his front again and was fucking him missionary while my sweat was dripping all over him until we both came together.

After that I realized one thing for sure - that he didn't exactly 'reserve' his ass for me based on the lube that he brought.

I did miss him somehow but more on a platonic level and to make things easier and I guess be more transparent with my intentions - I told him to invite me for a threesome if he gets to meet someone hot in his future meet ups while he's here on vacation.  Ted just gave me a knowing smile as if to know what I was trying to say.

Guilty as Charged.

Papi's wife read my text and it was a bunch of icons with kisses and asking how he was.  Although he changed my name to a girl's name, she obviously got devastated and went ballistic.  She was very physical and was shouting at him.  She hit him with a golf club and scratched his face with her nails.  Their kids heard that they were fighting and they were crying.

I cannot put into words how I am exactly feeling now.  So much emotions and thoughts going through my head.

I am feeling so guilty.  Not just because she read my text but guilty because I am the third party.

Is all this worth it?

I know he needs me specially at this time and the last thing I want to happen is that they separate or get a divorce - I am just drowning with guilt.


I am a home wrecker.

Who am I?

I was the kid that the guidance counselor always called for recess cause she thought I was the cutest.

I got invited to all the soirees and 'surprisingly' was always in the closet (no pun intended) for 7 minutes in heaven.

I was the HS prom king.

I was the guy you secretly wanted to befriend in college cause I drove the nicest cars in school with the pop kids in tow.

I am the poor little rich kid who didn't know what to do when daddy used up my trust fund.

I am the luckiest boytoy who never knew what being poor means.


I am the guy who you love to hate.

Paris 2012

Papi and I actually just got back from Paris.  It was a short but awesome trip.  Something like a long delayed honeymoon.  hehe We were supposed to stay at the George V of Four Seasons but to my surprise, it was fully booked!  So we decided to stay in Shangri-la instead - the location was not the greatest as I normally would prefer staying near Avenue Montaigne but to our amazement - the hotel was super gorgeous.  Apparently the hotel was an old palace of one of Napoleon's nephew.  It was worth the inconvenience of the location in terms of going around the city - although looking out our window one can see the Eiffel Tower.

It was actually really nice enjoying Paris with Papi.  We sometimes held hands when walking along the streets. :)

I didn't shop much as I'm not really an Hermes or LV guy but I just got a luggage - decided on a small Rimowa - cabin size for Business Class.  Gosh, it just means I cannot be poor. Again.  Hehe Papi got a big sized Rimowa.  Matching matching hehe Funny or awkward (how you wanna look at it) because we went to pick up the Birkin of Papi's wifey.  I was thinking to myself if I were a regular mistress (a girl) I would've freaked out and went ballistic already haha

What we mostly did was eat.  More of a gastronomic trip than anything else.  Both of us has been to Paris before a couple of times albeit separately so we just went to visit our favorite sites and just bask and enjoy the city.

I love gay Paris!

Monkey in the Sauna

I had the scare of my life yesterday.

It happened when I went in the sauna after working out in Fitness,  as I was doing my usual stretching - I felt that someone was looking and when I looked at the guy beside, me I seriously got scared - I saw a pair of goggly eyes staring at me and he looked like a monkey.  He was so dark and pardon me for my language, was ugly.  I almost never use the word 'ugly' but gosh, he really was.  After the initial shock I actually kinda pitied him.  (Which I guess is worse?)  He didn't look like he works out - most probably just goes to the gym to hang in the wet floors.  He had unstylish hair - like a monkey's.

Oh well.

Cirque Du Soleil

I met Rolly a long time ago, he used to be a PT in Fitness First in the Middle East.  Rolly is a bit short- about 5'5, fair, with a super hot bod.  Face wise he isn't exactly my type as he is the cutie boy next door kind.  We didn't do much when we 1st met as he was top BUT small.  It was just a few months ago that I bumped into him at the mall when we started texting again.  Apparently he turned bottom a few years back.

We fixed our scheds and decided to hook up.  His body was much better now than before.  His chest was bigger and his back was really wide and he had chiseled abs.  One nice thing about him as well was his skin - it was even toned all over - down to his ass.  Rimming him was so yummy.  I position him on his back and raise his legs then I tongue fucked him and he was moaning like hell.  I dunno what came to me but I pushed his legs further back and his dick reached his face - he started licking and sucking his own dick while I kept on eating his ass.  That was so intense and hot!

I never knew Rolly was that flexible - I start fucking him in every imaginable position -over sideways and under - until we both cum together.

Although I just have to say even though he isn't exactly my type, he ranks high up there in my best fuck list!