January 2009

Dear Callboi,

please keep my identity confidential

its been a year since ive been reading your blog. now, i saw in one of ur latest blogs that we have an opportunity to tell something about ourselves.

so i guess its worth telling you what im up to now.

i've been a gay for years... cant even remember if in born na ba or na-acquire ko lang sa environment, animals or sa tao... ( hehehe, like dengue) ang pagiging bakla...

im from a far away province , far north from manila and im here sa manila for 2 years na. i had this little secret about my sexuality...

i am having this indecent relationship with my uncle... as in uncle .... we've been having this relationship for siguro 5 years na...

nag-start ito one afternoon, when my mom told me na maghatid ng tinolang manok sa kanila... he's living with my auntie pero wala pa silang anak... when, i arrived sa house nila, i saw him masturbating... gosh, bakla na ako nuon pero hindi ko naman keribels na makita ang relative doing such unusual acts in an unusual time...

but masyado akong na overwhelm, at well, sadyang marupok lang ako at nadala ako sa tukso... we've been sharing these hot moments together from time immemorial...

at first i thought it was just a simple game we happily play, but as years pass by, both of as felt that we need each other to fulfill our sexual fantasies... hehehe...

i think he is not satisfied sa wife niya kasi naman ang layo ng gap nila,.. he's just 28 while his wife is 40... imagine? sobrang tigang na siguro... i dont know. baka lang ...

but note, hindi ako natakot na mabulgar ang relationship namin... i swear im best in hiding my indecent acts... his wife never had an idea about us...

so now, since andito na ako sa manila. ... na mimiss ko na siya.. parati siya nag-tetext na magkita daw kami sa 2nd week sa feb.. ...

well, for me, i realize naman na its a good thing na dito siya nakipag-sex sa akin... hindi naman ako nabubuntis and never will i make habol sa kanya... im satisfied with what we have at this point.. wala akong planong agawin siya... hehehe... diba rather than he searched for a pok2x or ibang babae...

love,

M

Callboi: Dear readers, I edited M's email to me as it was kinda garbled and filled with weird characters. The letter above was what I was able to retrieve from it. I don't know if it's complete.

Anyways, my reply below:

Dear M,

I don't know which disturbs me more: the fact that you're having sexual liaisons with your uncle, or the fact that this all started with tinolang manok.

Tama ang paborito kong blogger na si Mandaya Moore-Orlis, "May kaniya-kaniya tayong eskandalo."

I can relate to the feeling of wanting to divulge one of your deepest, darkest secrets to the world. It's awfully liberating.

I noticed that you're not exactly seeking advice or resolution with your situation. It seems to me that you just wanted to share your secret.

Sigurado ka ba talaga diyan sa ginagawa mo, Ate?

Don't get me wrong ha, pero parang ang hirap ng situation mo. I'm sure there are some complications to your relationship, your missing him just being one of the more obvious ones.

Plus, what about your auntie?

Another thing, mahal mo ba siya talaga? Or libog lang ito?

Girl, pag-isipan mo ng mabuti yan. Ang future, malabo.

Pero it's your life. You should know what is right or wrong for you.

Parang tinolang manok lang iyan. Masabaw, ahehehe.

Yours in love, lust, and lechon,

callboi
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Sa apartment ko, tanghaling tapat:

"Almost two weeks rin tayong di nagkita ah," ang sabi niya sa akin, habang nakaupo sa isa sa dalawang monobloc chairs na nakaharap sa tv ko. Wala akong sofa sa apartment eh.

I shrugged, "Busy sa work eh. Alam mo naman."

He nodded, and smiled. Sometimes, I cringe when I see him smile. Kakapanlambot eh. Meron siyang tipo ng smile na parang ang hirap tanggihan.

He brushed back his hair, and asked me, "May lakad ka ba ngayong Sabado?"

I thought for a second, "Umm, not yet sure. Baka meron. Baka wala."

He nodded, and asked, a little hesitantly, "If ever wala, punta tayong Fat Michael's sa Bangkal. Gusto kong tikman yung food nila. Sabi mo kasi masarap dun."

I didn't answer.

"Is anything wrong?" he asked again, leaning towards me. I could smell his perfume. He was wearing my favorite scent, Kenzo L'eau Par.

I shook my head, "Wala. Nothing's wrong. Di ko kasi alam kung anung meron ako ngayong Sabado eh."

It was his turn to be quiet, as he crossed his long legs.

"Kumain ka na ba?" I asked him.

He didn't look at me, his eyes fixed on the tv, as he said, "Kumain na ako sa apartment ko. May dala akong spaghetti. Nilagay ko na sa ref mo."

I smiled. Kahit medyo awkward na kami, napapangiti pa rin niya ako. Ewan ko ba, everytime nagtatampo tong mokong na to, lalo akong natutuwa sa kaniya. Sadista ba ako?

He saw me smiling, and he smiled in response, "What's funny?"

I laughed, "Wala."

Shet.

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