Archive for March 2011
Consummatum est. It is finished. It is completed. Parang yung tatlong Pinoy accused of being drug mules sa China and recently executed through lethal injection.
Parang tinatamad na akong magblog at iprivate nalang lahat ng entries. Tutal ang purpose lang talaga nitong diary ni Cinderella is to chronicle at idocument kung sino ang naibooking ko. Para naman kung sakali alam ko kung sino ang tatay nila.
Inggit ako kay Brangelina. United Colors of Benetton ang mga supling.
Gusto ko rin.
Akin na ang mga korona at scepter. Pakibato na rin ng kapa. Ako na nga ata ang reyna ng tuhog, anopletch.
Saturday night the wind blew hard. So I blew hard too. Di ako padadaig. Competitive.
With Alicia, Aling Pacing and Marsha (identities withheld), we hailed a ride to Whitewoods where Marsha’s umbaw contacts are. Ditey nakatira ang magkakapatid. Oo ditey kung saan akez lumapez ng asucena hachiko not too long time ago for pulutan. Kaloka, anopletch. Sumalangit nawa ang kaluluwa ng asong gala.
So may nomoan ditey. I hauled my tight ass off despite being groggy from the past nomoans. Maarte si Marsha, di raw sila tutuloy nang wala ang Cinderella. So I obliged for the sake of group kuping.
Mga alas 9 na kami nung dumating. Bumili ng alak, kumuha ng pulutan ang mga friends ni Marsha at inisetup na ang lamesita kung saan gagawin ang piging ng nota. Char. Madilim sa ilalim ng puno ng sampaloc. The wind is gutsy and cold. I thought I’d get bitten by colds. Tumpak. Until now tulo pa din ang sipon ko at tumatahol like there’s no tomorrow while typing this entry on my perky fink laffy.
Balik tayo sa lamesita sa ilalim ng sampaloc tree. There and then I scanned the faces under the yellow incandescent bulb. Wala si P at si L na kamakailan lang e naibooking ko. Si W the youngest at ang tropa lang nya na mga SK konsehal ng Barangay Whitewoods.
I didn’t have the urge na kumuping. Pagod na ang bibig kez. Pati pekpek dahil kay J. Choz. So nomo lang ako while enjoy panonood while the three sisterettes ay umu-aura sa mga umbaw na nakahain sa lamesita. May several umbaw na TK na. Tanggal Kati.
Three empi lights later, nagkaroon ng bagong eksena.
We heard tsug tsug tsug. Witchell earthquake. Me kasalan daw sa kabilang kanto.
Nagkayayaaan, gutom na kasi ang sanlibutan.
So without formal invites, gora lang kamion high wedges and stilletos. Ok lang naman mag-gatecrash sa mga ganitong okasyon dito sa hacienda. Basta kabaryo welcome with open arms sa mga kasalan/ baysanan. Have you been to one? Ditey may mga sumasayaw sa saliw ng waka-waka while the couple-to-be make profits from generous relatives and friends who accord them some cash for the dance.
At the sidelines of the sayawan, may nomoan ang isang grupo ng kalalakihan. Dito ko ulit nakita si Kuya M with his tropa. Si Kuya M is the eldest sa sampung magkakapatid nila P, L at W. Pinaupo kaming apat na dalaga after lumapez sa bahay ng bride-to-be. Award. Kaming apat lang daw ang ininvite sa table nila, said Kuya M. LuzValdez ang isang grupo ng tuklis from the kabilang bayan. Panget daw kasi sila. Choz lang.
Kilala ako ni Kuya M. Natandaan nya ako from last nomoan sa kanilang bahay. Warm naman si Kuya. Di ako pinabayaan. Dun pa sa tabi nya ako pinaupo. Babae daw kasi ako. Ispluk ni Kuya wala nga raw si P at si L. Si P nasa Quezon, si L nasa Pasay. So what are you implying KUYAAAAAAAA? Choz.
Ngenge na si Kuya M. Napagmasdan ko ang contours ng face. Pogi din sya. Pero sya ang pinakadark-skinned sa magkakapatid. Bilad kasi sa construction, sabi nya. Kunware deadma ako kay Kuya. Ayoko naman isipin nya na malandi pa ako sa pokpok sa kanto. Kunware hipag ang role ko, anopletch.
Pero pauwe, sinabayan nya ako. Bumalik kasi kami sa lamesang pinaginuman namin. Me eksena kasi ang tatlong dalaga kong barkada. May kanya kanyang booking na. Habang walk to remember kami ni Kuya M, inakbayan ko sya. Pero gumapang ang kamay ko to his right nipples na may konting buhok pa. Di sya pumalag. Inikot ko ang kamay ko to round off the sensation. Mukhang nasarapan si Kuya M.
Umupo kami sa lamiseta. I was beyond bokot because the wifey’s at their house a few steps away and anytime pwede bumulaga sa amin. Di ko bet kumuping, super ngenge n kasi si Kuya M. Pero ipinasok ko ang mga kamay ko sa shorts ni Kuya M. Di pumalag. Matigas na sya. As in. di na ako nahiya na isipin nyang pati sya tinalo ko. Puro hawak kargada lang ang nagawa ko. Ihahagod ko ang daliri ko sa weapon ni Kuya M then aalisin to check the wifey’s not checking on us.
Bitin ang eksena ko. Pero palong-palo pa din. Sa sampung magkakapatid, apat na kagad ang napasadahan ko.
May anim pang natitira. Di ko sure kung may lalaki pa sa 10 magkakapatid. Ayoko na. Choz.
Finally nagetching ko na si J last night. Umeksena rin ako last week sa kanya, pero naudlot at nauwi sa lil brotha nya. Remember?
Eto o, kagabe. His wifey’s in Manila. So what to do when the cat is away? The mice are at play.
Parang nagselos si T, his brothah. Nagdabog palabas ng bahay nung natulog ako sa tabi ng Kuya nya.
Thursday night I took off from work, hurried to the bukid to see la familia. I was on board an A/Ced bus and texted random people. One of them, J, said he wanted to drink and invited me to their house. I asked who he was with, and said it was just him and his wife. After months of texting and pagpapacharming, makikipagmeet na sya sakin. Anopletch! Moni + gabing malamig = kuping! But the catch was, there’s his wife to boot. Imbey. But he assured me the girl wouldn’t mind as long as I don’t strut and sashay ala Lady Gaga and that I’d behave. Payn.
So he taught me how to get to their house, the stops, everything. I arrived at about ten, the winds howling and nippy. He met me at the chapel nearest their house, with Arnel his friend in tow. I got off the ride, and said hello. Potah, ampogi naman nga netong si J oh.
Then he led me to their abode, the wife’s upstairs and was about to sleep I was told. Then came his 17-year-old little brother T who was to join us in the moni. Ang laki ni T. At his age, he outstarred his kuya in the height department. But J was the looker of them.
(left-right) T and J.
T, his brother, then went to the store across bought some Emperador and chips with Arnold in tow.
J would occasionally lie in bed, his briefs peeping through his over-sized shorts. Great sight. But no action yet.
Then came Arnold and T. I sensed Arnold’s a closeted tuklis, he would occasionally stare at what I was doing to his friends. Ang gaga, naiimbey ata sakin dahil magagetsing ko ang magkapatid that night. Belat, mas maganda akembang sayetchina!
At about midnight and some chikahan later that would cover from all topics from their childhood to whatnots, I felt the urge to let loose. I sat beside J, and from time to time would brush my feet against his, he’d return the act clandestinely.
A few bottles were downed so J asked his brother and Arnold to buy more. Right then and there when the two went out of the room, I pulled and kissed J. He threw an equally passionate wet kiss. OMG. Ampogi ng kahalikan akembang!
Didn’t end there. I worked my way into his shorts and felt and already thick member down. I ran my fingers on his shaft. Several minutes later he’d pull away my hands telling me the two might see us. Bitin. No kuping.
Just in time. Came Arnold and T with two more bottles.
At around midnight, Arnold’s friend joined us. And the two would sit together and later slept beside each other at the lower bunk of the bed. Then it was only the three of us, J, T and me, left to finish the drink.
Later, J excused himself, he said he’d check the wife upstairs. I knew there wasn’t any comeback and he’d leave his brother with me for the night. Sana tatlo nalang kami, chos. Mas pogi sana si J at naituloy sana namin ang naudlot.
But I was no complaining, T towers at 5’11 and big build. And big member. It’s big. Big. BIG.
I woke up at around 5am next to T at the upper bunk. My hanky’s all wet with our excretions.
T brought me to the nearest terminal to get a ride home. I gave him a hundred bill. He said he’d play DOTA that afternoon.
Di ko naman kasalanang matikman kayong magkakapatid, on separate occasions.
Itech pala ang iniispluk na tuhog. ( noun. pwede ring verb. ikuping or isiping ang sansinukob, or ang magkakadugo.)
(left-right) Si P ang second to a brood of 10, si W ang youngest at si L ang 3rd.
Sinetch ang mas masarap, ask me. May kanya-kanyang hits and misses ang magkakapatid. But the common thread that runs in them is their good genes, only vertically challenged.
Si P nadala ko na sa suking lodge months ago. Si W at L, very recent, nung Sabado lang. Ganito kasi yun.
Nagkayayaan kami ng bestfriend kong badet sa isang barangay very faraway from us. May mga kontak daw syang umbaw. So mega rampa kami at 2 in the afternoon. Oh gulay, empirador light on a broad daylight. Plangak!
Kebs wapakels, mega nomo kami sa tindahan ni Tita Clemen. At arrive the umbaw numbering 1..2..3.. hanggang sa naging more than 5 ang otoko at dalawa kaming girls. Oh shet di kaya ng pekpek kech ang lima anopletch!
Nang dapithapon na, 5 empi light bottles later medyo ngenge na ang lahat. Wholesome ang lahat, syempre umaga pa anopletch. Napadaan si L. Nagyaya sa balur nila, birthday daw ng Tatay nya. Pinakilala sakin si L, I was introduced as his bayaw since matagal na nga kaming magkakilala at nagkakatext ng kuya nyang si P (leftmost photo). Aba walang kagatol-gatol umoo si bestfriend! Naloka ako. Makikita ko na sila Nanay at Tatay in laws. Afreyd vargas!
Ispluk ni L, di raw makakauwe si P. Busy sa trabaho sa Quezon. Pero sya raw ang bahala samin ni bestfriend. So darna na kami, with a promise of good friendship at kuping. Chos.
Andun ang buong angkan nila. Mega sightsung ever samin ang mga otaw. Foreigners ba kame? Chos. New faces, pretty faces daw. Kinilig pepe kech.
Inihain ang alak at pulutan. Empi light another. Eto na ata ang papatay sa market ng The Bar. At ang pulutan, aw aw aw asucena! Oh my gulay, akala ko di ko kekerihin kainin si Bantay at Hachiko. But no, dahil ngenge nako pikit ko nalang isinubo. Arf arf. In fairview, maanghang, gumuguhit sa lalamunan.
Andaming otoko. Dalawa kaming girls. 5 tables. So kami ang reyna. Chos.
Di ko alam kung sinetch magegetlak ko. Mukhang interested si L. Mega estima ang beauty kech. deadma ako sa inlaws na nakasight samin dalawa while super dikit na sa inuman—keber!
Nang biglang magtext si W. He has my number apparently from his Kuya P. He texted:
W: “Labas ka dito sa may basketball court. May gagawin tayo.”
W: Basta. tara.
I excused myself, met up with W. He brought me next to heaven. Anopletch, hinila nya ko sa court katabe ng chapel. Nakasandal ako sa chapel while kinukuping ko ang bunso sa magkakapatid. Ganda. Patawarin nawa ako ng lahat ng santo.
Bumalik nakech sa table namin. L didn’t ask much. Sabi ko lang, tinawagan ko boss ko.
Around 1am, everyone’s ngenge. Homebound. Sabi ni L, sa balur ni Jeric his barkada nalang kami magpalipas ng umaga while waiting for our ride home. His mother seconded, saying delikado na umuwe at malamig na.
I love you mother. So I obliged.
Mayamaya pa, I slept on the floor with bestfriend. A few minutes later…
Katabe ko na si L.
Of late I realize something’s amiss. Sex may assuage the need for a day or two but the need for something or someone always redounds back. Maybe it’s the romantic love that I yearn for, the feeling of being committed to someone you love, the thought that a willing soul would show the world that you are worth his time and affection. I am single, and I’m not proud of it.
I remember the times when we’d do groceries on Sundays because those were mostly the time when the two of us were free. We’d cook food at home, watch Mariah on concert and you’d tell me Mimi’s the greatest artist there is while we cuddle through the night. I would oblige, eventually would buy her original concert DVDs and hum along with her songs. You are the cutest boyfie I’ve had, my first ever. Remember when our glances met at the bookstore in Pioneer? That was so high school episode that would Povedan girls to shame.
You know, I’ve told mom you were my ex. When I brought you home I introduced you as a friend was, on hindsight, a little awkward. We’d lock in the room. Do friends lock themselves inside a room at noon? Haha. When little brother saw your pictures at my notebook, he easily remembered you. He’s 6 now, moving up from kindergarten.
Hey. Your shirts are still with me. Your jacket still hangs in the closet. I was wronged when I’d send you booty calls when all I need was your love.
Sorry. I want you back, ata.
Btw, the ones I’ve went to bed with were just casual encounters. Read my stories and you’d know there wasn’t love in it.
Mga ineng, kung medyo maerbog ka at anopletch isa sa dalawang readers kech, familiarity galore na ang encounter kech ke Noah. This was late January when sumampa ako sa arko ni Noah. Nagkita kami ulit kanina sa parlor, napadaan sya with matching maong jeans. Umaasenso na, kauuwi lang nya from Subic, Olongapo. Doonchi ang workalu sa isang Uratex store. I just got home na paika-ika. Charito Solis!
I had just logged on, direcho blogelya ang Cinderella. Sya kasi ulit ang dumilig sa tuyuan kong pechie.
As I said in the previous post, si Noah ay Dakota Fanning at may perfect white teeth. Anopletch, ang rurok ng kaerbogan kech ay makipag-liplock ke Noah. Eto sya o, playing with my China phone. Charot.
Witchel na ipapakita ang sandata pic mga ineng, swabe na yan. Mapapagalitan nakech ni stepmudrakels.
Bye na, maghugas pakech ng pechie kech.