Awesome Threesome

I went to a threesome this weekend, and it was orgasmic—actually better than that. Together with friends I met through MGGFF, I went to the launch of Threesome: Books to Break the Rules. It was the launching of the following blogs-turned-books: McVie's The Wetbook: Stories from the Bathhouse, E's The Chronicles of E, and Migs' Dear Migs: Letters to MGG, the Manila Gay Guy.

It was a mix of emotions. There was anxiety of what to expect at the launch. I also felt the paranoia and excitement of seeing familiar faces, paranoia because of the possibility that I'll come out once more to someone I know personally, and excitement because of the thought that if I indeed see someone familiar there, it's either he's one of us or at the very least accepting of us. Then as the authors presented their books, I laughed at the authors' humor, got teary-eyed a bit at the heartwarming stories, admired the courage of E and Migs to come out in the open (sige na nga isali ko na rin si McVie, hehe), and just felt happy that I witnessed this momentous occasion for these three bloggers/authors, their editors, and the new publisher in town, Grey Matter Publishing. Congratulations to all of you!

I was also able to see, although not mingle with, Cookie Chua, Ryan Chua, and RG Cruz—haha shy type ako. :)

Of course, I was able to see some friends again, meet new ones, see online friends in person, and see a number of hot, goodlooking guys. I'd like to send a special shoutout to that one hot guy who, most of the time, caught me looking at him. Haha. I wish I could see you again. :)

Now I can say that once in my life, I joined a threesome and it felt gooood—way better than what any casual sexual encounter could offer. :)

For those interested in buying the books, you can buy online at mybookstore.ph for now. Soon they will be available in National Book Store. So buy, read, and share with your friends. :)

Eating Out

Nope. This isn't about the movie. Hehe.

I just wanna share what happened last night when I ate at a fast food outlet near our place. I have been at that branch only once and decided not to eat there again because their tofu there really sucks. Last night, however, there was no other open fast food outlet in the area, and I was very hungry and had no time to cook dinner. So I decided to eat at this fast food outlet.

I ordered one meal of breaded pork with rice, and a serving of soup. When I realized that it's taking way too long for my meal to arrive, I asked the service crew about it. I heard the cashier, the store manager, and kitchen crew discussing that my order had already been served minutes ago. It turned out that they gave my order to another group. The service crew got my rice meal from that group's table, and served it to me. What the?! I almost lost control. Annoyed and hungry, I asked him to get me another one from the kitchen as it has already been exposed to others, having been served minutes ago.

Upon finding out that the soup I ordered, which unfortunately was served upon the wrong table was the last they could offer, the manager decided to give me the free soup that usually goes with their meals, and offered me a complimentary serving of another side dish. I also got a refund for the soup which I originally ordered.

While all this was happening, I was really telling myself not to eat at that fast food outlet again, at least not at that branch. I would have complained. But thanks to the store manager, she knew what to do. At least I was satisfied with what I ate.

I was just appalled at how the customers at the other table behaved. I mean, they knew that the food given them was not included in their order, but they did not even inform the crew who served it. The nerve!

Coming Out: Latest Edition

Last Saturday morning, I was bored and had nothing to do. I remembered a friend way back in 2nd year college who I just saw again last week. We had a great conversation when we met. I actually felt infatuated with him that night, although during our college days he was really just a friend. Anyway, I asked him how he is, and here’s our conversation:

Him: eto, cute pa rin. :-) kaw?

Me: hahaha… eto payatot pa rin at cute pa rin (gaya-gaya, hehe)

Him: ano balita? ano bago?

Me: Ganun pa rin. work, ganun pa rin. lovelife, ganun pa rin. single. (I actually opened up the lovelife part in the hope of him saying that he’s also single…)

Him: choice mo ba’ng maging single?

Me: hindi… actually, it’s complicated.

Him: hehehe, friendster.

Me: hahaha… basta… can u keep a secret?

Him: sure, ako pa.

Me: I’m gay.

I was worried of what his answer would be. And then:

Him: so? it does not make you less of a person. kelan pa?

I was relieved of his open-minded answer. So I told him the same old story of coming to terms with my sexuality. I was actually frustrated that he said he's straight, but nonetheless, I’m glad that he was okay with what I told him. Thank God for people like him. I actually took a very big risk by coming out to him, but whatever happens, I don’t really mind. At least I can be myself when I’m dealing with him.

P.S. Now you know where boredom could lead to.

What A First Time Clubbing Experience?!

When my friend Gee and I decided to meet up in Malate, I started to think of what excuse is plausible enough to ward off any suspicion as to where I'm going. My sets of friends have some common individuals (or intersections when talking about sets in Math, haha), and that would mean that if I tell my family or a particular set of friends that I'm going out with one set of friends or another, they would have a way of verifying the truth of such statement. I was already thinking of asking a girl friend to whom I came out recently to cover for me. However, while of all those who know that I'm gay, she is the one who I really think is very accepting of my sexuality, I still had reservations because one, I would be asking her to lie for me in case my family decides to call her, and two, I don't even know how to start asking such a favor from her. As the date of the Malate gimmick approached, I realized that I have one set of friends which is isolated from my other sets of friends, such that there is a very slight possibility, if not none at all, of contact and verification as to whether I really went out with them. So I made my decision to name such group as my buddies for the night.

26 January 2008

I met Gee at Robinson's Place Manila at around 9:30 in the evening. It was our first time to see each other in person and while I've seen his photos and while we have exchanged messages for quite a long time, eyeballs still make me shiver. Perhaps it's because of the uncertainty of whether or not we would click as friends in person, and of the worry at the back of my head that someone I know might see me in Manila at such time.

We had dinner first and then started calling friends if they would be able to come. Gee was already worried because it seemed that most of those who confirmed their presence would not be able to make it.

From Robinson's, we went to Chowking along Taft Avenue and stayed there for a few minutes while asking friends to come and join us. I felt very uneasy because people stared at us. I wanted to tell them to just mind their own business! But then, I decided to ignore them.

We then decided to stay at Starbucks in Malate to wait for his friend Bong, who was stuck with two other friends at Gilligan's. There were too many people at Starbucks, so we decided to wait outside. While Bong was asking Gee to come to Gilligan's, Gee and I both felt uneasy with the idea of being salimpusa in their group, so we decided to wait at the corner of Orosa and Nakpil, underneath the trees. Although I had a feeling that people might think that we're looking for hookups since we are hiding in the dark, that night I felt more comfortable with that than having to risk being recognized by someone I know if I we stayed at a brighter spot.

Finally, Bong arrived. After some introduction and some chit-chats, Bong asked us to stay with him and his two friends at Gilligan's. But since we really felt uneasy with that idea, we decided to go back to Starbucks. I scanned the area for familiar faces, and fortunately, there were none. So we went inside and talked, and again texted and called friends who might be in the area.

January 27, 2008

It was past midnight. Finally, another friend of Gee replied and said that he is in Bed. We decided to go there. On our way there, I asked Gee, "What if someone who knows me sees me? If we see each other while we're both inside Bed, then that wouldn't be a problem (laughing)." But deep inside, I still felt scared at the idea.

Outside Bed, I looked at the building's facade and I told myself, "Gosh, I'm here." While we were queued at the entrance, I was shocked to see a familiar face! OMG! It was my supervisor back in my internship days. But not only was he my supervisor. He had been working with some projects our company is engaged in. That means he knows my colleagues. I immediately turned my back and just looked his way again when I felt that he was already inside the club.

Out of curiosity, I glanced at their direction to see who was with him. Looking at the face of his companion, I tried to figure out who this person is because he seemed familiar. I just couldn't think of where I saw him because I was seeing only half his face. It seemed that fate wanted to answer my question, and that fate was playing tricks on me because in just a few seconds, the guy looked at my direction. %$^&! He was one of our clients! I immediately covered my face, but I think he was able to see me. I figured that apparently, Mr. Supervisor is treating Mr. Client to a night out at Bed.

I told Gee that I saw familiar faces and they saw me. He told me to just ignore them and enjoy the night since the lights are dim. So we went in. He added, "Wish mo na lang na sana magkaiba tayo at sila ng floor na tatambayan." When we went inside, Gee's friend was at the second floor so we went up. And again, as if fate was really testing my limits, I saw Mr. Client sitting on a couch near us. I couldn't find Mr. Supervisor anywhere. I was already freaking out but then I told myself, "Wala nang atrasan, sayang ang entrance fee, sayang ang chance. Just enjoy the night." So I ignored them and tried not to think of their presence. I felt more comfortable when we moved to the ground floor.

So we drank and danced a little, because there were too many people inside. After a few hours, we went out of Bed for some air and to meet Bong outside. When Gee and I decided to go back to Bed, I saw a schoolmate just outside the door. Fortunately, he did not see me. And we went back in.

It was already 3:00a.m. There were no signs of Mr. Supervisor nor Mr. Client. I decided to go to the comfort room to pee. To my surprise, they had an aquarium for a divider! And while my bladder was already full, I couldn't concentrate on what I was doing, and nothing was coming out. Maybe it's partly because I was tempted to look beyond the aquarium, and partly because I felt uncomfortable that the guy at the other side of the aquarium might see my thing. And it felt even more uncomfortable because as I stood there without urine coming out, I thought that the guy beside me might think that I was there just to look at what the other guys are keeping in their pants. Immediately after I was finally able to urinate, I washed my hands and went out of the comfort room. Assessing how I reacted, I realized that I was actually amused that they had an aquarium for a divider! Haha.

We decided to go out of Bed and meet Bong and some other friends. We stayed just outside O Bar. We talked, and my knees were already shaking because I have been standing for too long. I was able to take a seat, and because I was already tired, I decided to hide behind Gee and the rest of the guys who were still talking.

At that moment, we were already just waiting for sunrise. And when I thought that fate had already stopped playing tricks on me, I saw yet another familiar face walk past us. It was a friend from our youth organization when I still stayed in the province. Although I know that there have been questions as to whether he's one of us or not, it was still possible that he was in the area either because he worked there, or because he was going somewhere and needed to set out early in the morning. Why? Because he had a big backpack, and he did not in any way look as if he came there to party. And with that, for him to see me is not an option! So I decided to hide again and postpone my own trip home until after he was out of sight.

So much for surprises, huh! I just hope that there was nobody else who saw me. And if ever there was anyone else, I hope he would keep his mouth shut. :D

Did I have fun? For someone like me who felt uncomfortable in bars, even in straight-oriented bars at that, I did. But what makes it more memorable is that I was finally able to meet a friend and take the friendship beyond cyberspace. Thanks, man.