Monday, August 30, 2010

Recto-han Na Naman...

HE and ME have a favorite third wheel - Jack.

Jack's not exactly - uhmmm -

Well, Jack's a...

Now, how do I put it...

He's a callboy.


And we had a chance to meet up with Jack again  during one of our Quiapo exploits.


So HE and ME went to Quiapo over the weekend to play yet again another scavenger hunt.

WE hunt for whatever - from Gumamela inspired socks, briefs, towels to Chinitos sizes 4, 5, 6, 7 .

Loser gets to bottom.


So there we were- and most appropriately, scavenger hunt were for DVDs this time:

1. Funny Girl
2. The Queen
3. Elizabeth
4. Somewhere in Time
5. Roman Holiday
6. Sex and the City 2

The first three came from ME and the rest from HIM - we only exchanged list when we got there.

Lo and behold, 60% into my list when I received a text:

I c u po. It was a number.

I ignored the text and went on.

Number calling.

If this is one of your ploy to distract me - its not working. ME

Ngek. Ano naman po kaya yun? Jack po 'to. Jack

Jack! Recto Jack? ME

Hahahaha - opo. Yun nga po. Jack

Uy - kumusta na? San ka? ME

Pa-punta na po work. Nakita lang po kita kaya yun. Jack

Ah - dun ka pa rin pala. ME

Oo nga po eh - okay naman po dun. Jack

Good. ME

Off ko po bukas. Baka gusto nyo po pamasahe ni kuya mamaya, libre po ako. Jack

Masahe daw o... I thought.

Sir? Jack

O, sige-sige. Puntahan k namin mamaya. ME


What can I say about Jack - aside from the fact that his HANDS are a gift from gods...

When Jack touches you, its like there's more than two hands on your  body - sometimes I even wonder if he uses his feet...

Ganun siya - he pushes, presses and caresses the right places and often times, all at the same time...

And more than the boom boom pow after  (which is equally satisfying thank you very much...), its the massage that keeps me going back to Jack.


27 minutes later, I was munching on a peach mango pie when HE arrived.

Meron ako lahat except Funny Girl. HE

Oh - you win. Wala akong Funny Girl saka SATC2. ME

Hahaha - DVD challenge goes to ME! HE attempting to do the giling-giling dance.

Huy, tigil mo nga yan - umayos ka. Hehehe. ME

Sa wakas - nanalo din ako - akin ang QUIAPO! HE

OA na... Guess who saw me kanina? ME

My mom? HE

Well, unless your mom is 4 decades younger na and have grown a really large penis - then yes, I saw your mom. ME

Oo na, kaw na funny. HE as he took a bite of my pie.

Remember Jack? ME

Recto Jack? HE

Hahaha - oo, siya nga. Game ka. ME

Oo ba, sarap kaya ng kamay nun. HE


Off we went to Isetan...

As we were 3 hours early before closing time, we decided to check if there was any good movie we could see.

There was none.

So we bought 2 sodas and a popcorn instead.

And not even half way into my soda, a group of kids approached us - the other one I think was barely out of elementary while the two others admitted they were in third year high school (but judging from the looks of things, they're either out of school or on their first year high school still...).

Ano po ba hanap nyo? It was Stefano - the tallest of the group, in his cargo shorts, blue topman-ish shirt, slippers and anime hair dyed to a blonde.

My hinihintay lang kami. ME

Ah ... Tamang-tama po - para hindi kayo mainip baka gusto nyong gumimik muna tayo. Joel spoke - he was almost as tall as Stefano with his maong shorts, polo shirt and in what appears to be a pair of havs (appears kasi parang kulang ng "a" ung spelling - havianas ba...)

My alam po kami, malapit lang. Kahit kaming tatlo pa - hindi po kayo magsisisi. Nilo said - the youngest - as he rubbed his crotch against my back

HE and ME looked at each other. HE gave me that what-the-hell is happening stare he has.

Ang babata nyo pa ah. HE

Sariwa sir, hindi bata. Stefano

Kayo sir, ayaw nyo ba nito? Joel pulled out his now hard thingy and grabbed my hand to touch it. There were barely pubes.

Kung gusto nyo naman sir, pwedeng panuorin nyo lang kami... Nilo

I fell silent. The kids talked as if they have been in their trade for so long already. And their audacity to readily pull out their dicks and have them rubbed or rub them at some strangers back is appalling. And all this in public even. I mean, I have been to Isetan before and have had  more than my share of the boys there - but not this young, not this bold -

Uwi na kayo - wala kayong mapapala sa mga tao dito. HE said as he gave Stefano a bill of money.

I have to confess - youth inspires me. But seeing them so young with such confidence at what they were offering was "bothering" to say the least. The kids were not bad looking - they had a kanto-ish look with them coupled by innocence. But only that the innocence fades when they start their "sales talk."

I felt guilty... I felt part of the fuel that drives the kids to think that they can offer themselves so casually without even considering that their values and morals - heck! their whole being shall be tainted and altered forever.

I'm no saint. And I am not compelled to do anything about the kid's moral and values uplifting. And I'm no hypocrite either - I have no right to lecture on prostitution. But if anything at all, we could at least save ourselves from the guilt of our contribution to the corruption and desecration of innocence - not youth but innocence. They should at least enjoy it until they are thoroughly prepared to let their innocence go - and not be forced to lose it due to our  tolerance and patronage.


Pasensiya na po natagalan, may dumating na stocks po e. Jack

No prob. If you're good, tara na. HE

Sige po. Jack.

*Jack put on a show that night - he stripteased his way out of his clothes and worked his hands wonderfully. But no extra - not tonight.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

HE hit me...

On the face...

On my chest...

On the space just before the butt crack...

Then some more on my neck...

I wanted to hit back -

So I did.

On HIS navel...

On HIS chest...

On the space between HIS thighs...

Then some more on HIS palms...


Tsalap ng major major bugbugan talaga...

Pasa kung pasa.


Naughty kabit lang...

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

You cheat, I cheat...

Look, I started, its not the first time. You're definitely not the first...

I found myself reiterating the exact same words that SHE told me on that faithful night...


The kid was 20. Barely fresh out of college and trying his luck out on the real world.

I know. Right from the start. HE told me. The kid said.

And I was more than willing. I admit, HE is not my first but I'm as gullible as they get. His raw honesty from the start - that was something that really turned me on. HE was honest with me and that made me feel sickly wonderful inside. The kid continued.

I'm sure, you've felt the same. I mean, after having so many attempts at relationships, in the end, you just want someone who would be honest - a smack-right-at-your-face kind of honesty. HE gave that - no pretensions... All cards on the table. The kid.

The kid was 20 for crying out loud and the maturity in the way he says things was totally unexpected. I was caught off my guard.

So, ano 'to? What are we here for? ME nagpapaka-Maricel Soriano

I don't know. I guess I was intrigued. I knew, but HE never talks about you. The kid.


Who's SHE? The kid.

I grinned.

Nobody, SHE's nobody. ME

Honest pala a... I thought inside my head accompanied by an evil laugh.


Don't get me wrong, it's not that I tolerate HIM - but in the years we are together, surely it was not all smooth sailing. On the way, we meet rough waters and other sailors. Its just the way things are for HIM and ME. We play around and we both know it but we constantly refuse to discuss it. And we're not exactly what you call an open relationship - we are what we are. And those other sailors are well --- just that: escape.

I'm not going to try to even argue in behalf of our relationship. Its a non-issue for us and that's all that matters... I think.

Basta, mahirap mag-explain. Kasi when you have a sense of security with someone, you know that no matter what happens or what you do - in the end, in all leads back to him. And we are exactly like that - hindi kami hipokrito - alam namin na kung adobo lang ang ulam mo ng limang taon - kahit gaano kasarap yang adobong yan - nakakasawa din.


So you met the kid? HIM

Yup, he's kinda cute in a Stefano Mori way. ME

I think its his youth that drew me - age is coping up with us... HIM

With you YES, with me - not for 5 years more. Hahahaha. ME

Hmmm - humor. I like. HIM

Kiss nga ngarud. ME



Hindi. Cute lng.

Hahahaha. You think the kid's big?

Nakakadiri ka. Hahahaha. Pero tingin ko okay-okay lang.

Hay, anubayan, I think we're getting too comfortable with our whole set-up.

You want out?

Naku, eh di nawalan ako ng juicy stories. Hehehe. You okay?

Yes. You know HIM. The kid's just a passing.

Yes... Just like everything.

ME and SHE later that night.


Think what you must - but I have long learned that its too stressful to always defend what we have to other people. We are okay and we are good that way we are okay. I am way past judgments and irrelevant opinions.

Masaya ako. PAK!

Masaya sya. PAK!

Masaya kaming lahat. PAK!

Monday, August 9, 2010

No - not a dog...

OK, just to be clear - I don't totally hate dogs. In fact, my family have owned several dogs over the past two decades. All of which have died a peaceful death - no thanks to Me.


What about a dog? HE

We were at a Bio Research trying to buy fish food for the twin's gold fish.

No. ME

Why not? At least may baby na tayo. HIM

Ikaw na lang, basta ako, ayoko - gawin mo pa akong bitch. ME

Well, you already are, no help from me. HIM

I slowly turned my head, raised my left eyebrow, and looked at him as if to say "you are not getting any tonight mister..." and said -

I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear you just say that. And you're sleeping on the couch by the way. ME

Aysus met, that was a joke. HIM as he put on a faint attempt to pout and give ME puppy dog eyes.


The idea was cute - ME and HIM having a baby together as personified by a pug. Very tempting.

But I resisted, I mean, who am I kidding? A dog, or any animal for that matter, will never be a replacement for a child. And if I know ME any better, a dog would only depress me more as it would constantly remind me that even for a pseudo-baby, we had to get it from a bitch.

Ewan ko ba, bakit ang laking issue ko yung pagkaka-anak lately? Is it because of age? Or baka i'm just looking for another reason to stay with him and keep the relationship? Hala... Am I running out of reasons?


I looked at myself in the mirror that night - no hints of wrinkles yet, no gray hair, no falling teeth, and a damn good memory still...

Reason No. 1 - eks mark.

Now, that would only leads to...

Hindi. I convinced myself.

I would know and feel especially, if I wanted out. I convinced myself some more.

I would - right?

I opted to sleep it off as I refuse to deal with the issue - not now, after all that had happened...

I closed the bathroom door and headed for the bed.

On his side of the bed, on top of his pillow, is a stuff toy - it was a pug.

Seriously, think about it. HE scribbled on a paper beside the toy pug.

I took the toy pug and shoved it under the bed.

Tomorrow - I'll think about it tomorrow. I thought.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Because I Still Can...

It was the first time you've asked the question...


We were on the bed, watching True Blood...

Why do you love? After all the years...HE

Don't get weird on me...Effect ba yan ni Vampire Bill? Shoookhe.... ME

'Di nga, its a legitimate question... HE

Well, because I still can... ME


Hindi ba ganun naman talaga dapat?

Na magmamahal tayo hanggang kaya pa natin?


May I return the question? ME

He leaned over and kissed me...

I kinda don't know what to make of that...