Archive for April 2011
Kagabi I met with a friend. He works for a company whose slogan says Great Service. Great People. Great Fares. Yun na. Paminta akembang. Sya rin. Gwapo sya. Maganda ako. Chos. Parang in love na ata si Cinderella. Pag ganitong lovefull ako, tumitigil na ako panguumbaw. Witit nyo bet ano? Ganun ata talaga. He was too drunk and I remembered we were already half-dressed and exchanging bodily fluids. He smells a mix of beer and cig, very manly kung tutuusin. Sa opisina ko sya dinala. I locked the office room. Very pelikula.
Pero before I met with this drunk friend , isang 17-year-old Lasalista who’s a Facebook friend ang nagtext. He’s a kababayan. We ended up sexting then he asked me to call him last night. SOP ang trip nya. Dahil namiss ko ang makipagpalitan ng ungol sa telepono, I obliged. Nakaround 2 ang mokong with my moans. O ang ganda ko. Virgin sya at 17. Walang girl, walang tuklis. Very fresh. Di pa sya sure kung makakaluwas sya this weekend, tatakas daw sya sa kanila.
I miss blogging. I miss hitting the ceiling with my site stats. Madami raw akong readers. #CharosaRosal.
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Isa sa kanila ang sumama sakin kagabe. Wala kasi ang evil sisterettes, solo ko ang balur. Hulaan kung alin. Whoever guesses the right answer makukuping ako. #lason
He is a text mate whom I haven’t seen for long, we chat, that’s it. The universe must have conspired last night. Our stars crossed on a lonely Monday night.
At around eleven, I sent him a random invite I said I got beer at home and BoyBawang. He said he’s drop by if I’d pick him up in Manila. I was reluctant so I just said he flag a cab and I’d pay him when he gets to my home. He did. I got him at Boy Bawang. #charosarosal ulit
What did we do at the balur?
At first, friendly talk over Red Horse and cornick. I had Minute Maid, thankyouverymuch. Childhood days in the bukid are a good takeoff point of conversation. Then we’d talk about things from our cimrcumcision (my pre-transplant days choz) to devirginizing. He’d perpertually convince me to try kipay. Josko ano ako tomboyasa? Witit. Then at around three, we were getting zzzzs. But before sleep lords us over, I let my feet brush his’. I groped him at the back, slid down my hands to his shorts and caressed his upper part. He let me do my thing.
Then he positioned his arms to his eyes as if giving away his being. I took off his clothes, ran my tongue onto his wholeness and positioned his member into my back. He’s hesitant, he did ask for a coat but I had none. But we’re in the middle of something hot and unstoppable so we let everything happen no ifs and buts. He’d hump like a pro, I would let out small whimpers when he’d insert it fully. Medyo natagalan. Good thing I had some baby milk lotion at the bedside table.
He jacked off. And asked me to wash him under the water so I led him to the bathroom and pour water into his cock. I soaped him, his cock and his chest. We did a second round at the bathroom. Good lord, muy gwapito especially when he nears cumming.
At around nine, he bade goodbye. I handed him P220 pesos, for the cab ride. He didn’t ask for more. Sweet kiddo. He even lent me some DVDs and asked me to take care of them until we see each other again. May next time? Ganda ko.
Sakit ng keps kech kaninang umaga.