We got onto the train at the same time. I stood near the door and you stood next to me. You're too jerky. Your hands can't be put to rest. I've observed that you intentionally do it to touch my arm. I pulled my hand away for you not to reach it but you still make an effort to do it. Then you keep on looking at me to get my attention and when you got successful, you tease me by holding your crotch. I'm not invited... because YOU LOOK TOO JOLOGS!
Look, I'm not that desperate to lose my virginity. Though I'm looking for a guy to have sex with, it doesn't mean that I'm too desperate that I could fuck and be fucked by anybody who has a penis. I also have to live with my standards. I may not be handsome but I am not an ugly person either. I don't have a nice physique but I'm not flabby. I'm looking for a neat-looking one, regardless if he's fair or dark-complexioned as long as he doesn't look jologs. I don't go for artificially fair-complexioned ones. Nose and eyes are things that would get myself attracted to while a great body makes my mouth water.
I know it's difficult to find one who possesses these and at the same time who would like to fuck and be fucked by me.
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Friday, March 30, 2007
Why
Why's and becauses have to go together. As to why I'm blogging this? I don't have a friend who, I think, could understand me. I think I'm underestimating them. I think they'll understand but I'm just ashamed to tell them. All because I know that this is wrong.
Coming from a conservative and strictly Catholic family makes me feel that I'm the evilest devil one could meet. I've been an acolyte when I was a kid, and almost entered the seminary. And here I am, with a weak flesh.
I could remember that I used to sneak my mom's money when I was a kid. I could ask it from her but I know "Masama ang bawal." I also tried smoking alone, testing how dried scallions as a cigarette would taste, or just rolled newspaper, coupon bond or stationery. I keep on experimenting things. And when I am done with it, I just put it to a full stop.
I just hope that this madness will end... soon before I'll be tied to eternity with the woman I love. We've never had sex, nor kissed. We chose to be physically pure prior to the wedding.
Coming from a conservative and strictly Catholic family makes me feel that I'm the evilest devil one could meet. I've been an acolyte when I was a kid, and almost entered the seminary. And here I am, with a weak flesh.
I could remember that I used to sneak my mom's money when I was a kid. I could ask it from her but I know "Masama ang bawal." I also tried smoking alone, testing how dried scallions as a cigarette would taste, or just rolled newspaper, coupon bond or stationery. I keep on experimenting things. And when I am done with it, I just put it to a full stop.
I just hope that this madness will end... soon before I'll be tied to eternity with the woman I love. We've never had sex, nor kissed. We chose to be physically pure prior to the wedding.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
First
I had been reading several semi-sexual encounters done in public transport such as the train. It excites me but I don't want to dodge with those commuters. I don't like crowded places but this afternoon, I decided to give myself a try.
I was at the Ayala MRT station when I thought of something. I was already sleepy and being conveyed through the train is the fastest way to get into my destination. The car I was ogenerally crowded but it still had some space for air, unlike during rush hours.
Then, there's this fair-complexioned, neat-looking guy about a meter away infront of me who kept on staring at me. When he got my attention, he moved his eyeballs elsewhere that I thought it was a sign that he's a PLU. I smiled.
When it reached the Buendia station, I was pushed by some passengers and got closer to him. My right elbow touched his left one and after a few seconds, I felt some gentle rub from him. Unlike the previous experiences I've had, I never felt electrocuted nor awkward that time. Instead, I felt aroused. I responded to his touch by rubbing his elbow back, showing that I liked it.
Later on, I felt a hand lingering on my crotch. God, words couldn't describe how I felt. I was a lot more sleepy but the feeling was so great. My right knee was trembling because I've never experienced this before. Never. He kept on touching it until the Shaw station. A lot of people emptied the train and I saw him signalling me to move. I didn't get it. I just moved to his back and rubbed his ass. Thanks to the shaky train that the way I push my crotch on his ass won't wasn't obvious. I also tried playing my fingers on his left thigh adding with my deep breathing with my nose exhaling warm air to the back of his ear and his nape. I kept on doing it until he stepped out at Cubao.
I was supposed to stop at Quezon Avenue but I decided to follow him. Unfortunately, I couldn't see him anywhere. My bad.
This is it. The start of the other side of me.
I was at the Ayala MRT station when I thought of something. I was already sleepy and being conveyed through the train is the fastest way to get into my destination. The car I was ogenerally crowded but it still had some space for air, unlike during rush hours.
Then, there's this fair-complexioned, neat-looking guy about a meter away infront of me who kept on staring at me. When he got my attention, he moved his eyeballs elsewhere that I thought it was a sign that he's a PLU. I smiled.
When it reached the Buendia station, I was pushed by some passengers and got closer to him. My right elbow touched his left one and after a few seconds, I felt some gentle rub from him. Unlike the previous experiences I've had, I never felt electrocuted nor awkward that time. Instead, I felt aroused. I responded to his touch by rubbing his elbow back, showing that I liked it.
Later on, I felt a hand lingering on my crotch. God, words couldn't describe how I felt. I was a lot more sleepy but the feeling was so great. My right knee was trembling because I've never experienced this before. Never. He kept on touching it until the Shaw station. A lot of people emptied the train and I saw him signalling me to move. I didn't get it. I just moved to his back and rubbed his ass. Thanks to the shaky train that the way I push my crotch on his ass won't wasn't obvious. I also tried playing my fingers on his left thigh adding with my deep breathing with my nose exhaling warm air to the back of his ear and his nape. I kept on doing it until he stepped out at Cubao.
I was supposed to stop at Quezon Avenue but I decided to follow him. Unfortunately, I couldn't see him anywhere. My bad.
This is it. The start of the other side of me.