I Found Someone....

And the most highlight is, may sex buddy na ako, hahaha!!! last Friday lang... I never expect that it would come. For the past 4 years (almost), I keep on “iwas” on flirting anybody sa katrabaho dahil bukod sa ayaw ko sa tsismis, araw-araw mo syang makikita, nakakahiya!. Although I had with a colleague named Chris (not his real name and he is gay) before, na my girlfriend na ngayon, this time is different. He’s straight! Kwento ko na lang later.

And here is the kwento…

Bhogs (not his real name) is a constant visitor. He visits me almost every Friday (my OFF), when my roommates are out for work. At first, I was hesitant to be with him alone. My sexual preference gives me a feeling of guilt for him to be welcomed on my place. I invited some of my friends to be with us during his first few visits but since his shift ends at 10pm, he always comes to my room late at night that friends are no longer available for us to join. He visits me because he wants to use the internet.

Since I am earning more than he does, I let him come to my room - Sharing of Blessings or just simply laying of bait so that fish will catch it, hehehe! I usually prepare snacks every time he comes. Don’t find him attractive but his complexion and body built deserves a second look. His ways on dealing individuals like me gave me assumptions that he had a wide experience on how to please gays. He sends SMS or even invited me to go somewhere that made you feel special. But, I tried not to do the first move although I gave him ideas and hints on my personality so that guilt will be lessen every time he spend his time to my kingdom.

One day, he brought a bottle of vodka to my room and invited me to drink. He wants to thank me for all the good things I showed him in the past. I said “NO” since I am not a hard drinker and a bottle of vodka will put us on our deathbed before we can finish it. I suggested calling another friend but he insisted not to. “Kung di natin kaya eh di tigilan natin!” he said to me. What! I immediately called the nearby store to deliver us food (“pulutan”) so that I can stay long with him by eating more than drinking.

Don’t judge the book by its cover. Bhogs is more than what he showed physically. Nagkataon lang na mababa ang posisyon ang nakuha nya but I know that this guy can achieve more than what I have now and what other thinks from him. Anyway, Dubai is (more often) whom you know than what you know.

During our drinking session, Bhogs showed me the other side of him. This 25 y.o. from Samar, Leyte who is a Criminology Graduate, loves his family so much like me. No chance to become a Police yet since the opportunity of work in Dubai knocked him first. He send his “kuya” to College even his salary is very minimal. He sacrificed a lot. Her girlfriend was pregnant when he left the Philippines to Dubai and he doesn’t know how to win her back. Etc, etc, etc….

I can’t believe that after emotional story telling of our life, we almost finish the bottle of vodka. We don’t even eat our “pulutan”. I hit my bed, I can’t hold on anymore. He laughed at me and I don’t know what happened next. The last time I remember was, when I woke up, I was embracing him from his back. I hugged him tighter and go back to sleep.

“Lilipat na ako, padating na ang kakwarto mo!” he said when I woke up for the second time. “Hindi! Matulog ka lang dyan at lilipat ako sa kabilang kama” and I did. The next time I woke up, my roommate was teasing me: “Waaaaa, lasing! Sino kainuman mo? I turn my head to my bed and Bhogs was not there anymore. “Did you see Bhogs? Sya ang kainuman ko” I answered to my roommate. “Di ko na naabutan!” my roommate replied and I go back to sleep with so much pain from my head - HANGOVER.

After that incident, Bhogs did not show to my room anymore. We see each other in the hotel but we just nod. I did not text or even call him because I am not sure if embracing and hugging him tight were just the things I did to him during that night. I assume that he gets mad at me. He gets mad because I took advantage of his drunkenness. But, I’m not afraid. I know that I did not do anything wrong to him. My only worry is, if he will tell it to anybody. I have difficulty on dealing or defending my gayness in public especially when I discuss it to idiots.

I missed him; I was expecting his text or even miss calls especially during my OFF comes, I waited. 2 weeks after, I received a text from him asking me if he can come over to my room on my off and I said yes. Yehey!

Friday – February 27, again my OFF and my roommates are out for work. 11:30 pm when I heard knocking on my door. I opened and expectedly, its Bhogs of course. He entered the room and closed the door. He excitedly informed me that he is promoted, from stewarding to waiter. He’s been doing cross training for the past 3 months and at last, he got the position. “Congrats!” I greeted him and he answered “Thank You” with a very sweet smile. “Lets celebrate!” I said and I immediately called for a bottle of vodka (again, no other type of alcohol available). We drink, eat, and sing together. Kahit na sa youtube videos lang. Walang microphone, walang sound system, walang score right after each song, hahaha!!!. We got drank.

At may nangyari…

I did not expect his text or call anymore but yesterday - March 6, again Friday and my OFF. I received text from unknown number: Tol, musta? Makikigamit na naman ako ng computer mo kung ok lang…wala akong load, text ka sa cp ko, Bhogs." I immediately go to message details and I found out that it was sent to me at 8:51pm and I only read it at 1:45am of March 7. I fall asleep because I had a terrible day because of a toothache. I called him back and I found out that I don’t have load either. I rushed to the store and buy a mobile charge and texted him: “Bhogs, pasensya! Ngayon lang ako nagising… di ko namalayan ang text mo.” And gave the half of my mobile charge to him through “PASA LOAD,” yup! you read it right, may PASALOAD din sa Dubai. Seconds later he called and I answered: Oh! Bat gising ka pa? Di ko nabasa text mo kanina, pasensya." " Ginising mo ako eh… Ok lang yun! Pupunta pa ba ako dyan?" he asked. “Ikaw? Pero wag na matulog ka na lang at next Friday na lang tayo magsama ulit.” I told him. Di ko rin feel kasi medyo masakit pa ang ngipin ko…

Saturday at lunch time, he called and invited me for lunch...

See you next Friday, on my OFF.

Room # 2229 (last part)

Before reading this post, please find time to read the fisrt part:

http://mrcens.blogspot.com/2009/01/room-no-2229.html

Continuation…

Feeling very anxious I went back to the desk where I am working. I was shocked of the incident that just transpired. I had difficulty to get my senses back that made Arthur, a colleague asked me of what happen and just answered him “nothing.”

After sometime I faced the computer in front of me, hit the keys 2229 in the system and the guest’s profile popped-out from the screen. Room # 2229 – Mr ______________ ; 29 years old from Saudi Arabia . He will be checking out in the next 2 days.

The things that I did to the guest on his room that night occupied almost all the space of my brain. It’s like a movie clip that keeps on playing every now and then. I should be very happy because I got what I want but the uncertainty is more bothering than the sexual pleasures that I had from a very hot Arab man. I was thinking of my future (at least) and the possibility that I might be in jail the moment this guest will make drama and complain. My shift ends with full of uneasiness.

The following day I tried to be in my normal mode, trying to forget the greatest mistake I committed here in Dubai. I made an effort to stay away from the vicinities of the hotel where I can be seen but my other side pushed me to be at the lobby hoping that the guy will see me and still want me on his room before he checks out. Luckily, the night ends that I did not see him.

Night before the guest checks out, I came to my regular shift that started at 11:00pm. I prayed at the Locker Room and went straight to my working place. Though scared, I am ready to face the consequences no matter what it takes. The incident gives me a lesson. For just a simple sexual urge, I put myself into a big trouble that will end my life.

After receiving the handover from the earlier shift, I am ready to face a new day. I stand confidently at the desk when the phone rings. When I am about to pick up the receiver, I saw from the caller id that it was from room # 2229. “What a fuck! We have 446 rooms in the hotel” and yet the first caller that I might receive for the night is from the guest whom I don’t want to have connection with anymore. Again, feeling nervous…

I look around to ask for help from colleagues but there was no one available. No choice, I pull up the receiver and answer the phone.

Me: Good Evening ______ (department)! This is Julius speaking how may I help you?
Guest: Good Evening! Can you please reconfirm my ticket?
Me: Can I have your flight details please.
Guest: Its EK 214 flying from Dubai to Riyadh.
Me: Sir, Emirates flying from Dubai to Middle East Countries need not to reconfirm.
Guest: Ok! Is this Julius?

BINGO! I was busted; the guest knows my name. I don’t know why but I confirmed him that it was me who made quickie experience with him 2 nights ago. I asked myself several times why I did not tell lie, I was caught unguarded.

Me : Yes Sir, Julius speaking. How may I help you?
Guest : Can you please go to my room, I will be checking out tomorrow.
Me : Sir, I am on duty.
Guest : Just for a few minutes.
Me : Ok Sir, I’ll see you in your room for few minutes. Bye.

I don’t want to disappoint this guest. I want to please him until he steps out from our lobby. I don’t want him to complain and if he has a plan to do it, I am hoping that he will reconsider it.

Though I just came for the shift I asked my colleague to cover me up for I want to take a 30-minuute break. Not for food of course but to finish whatever I had with this guest that put me into sleepless night.

Room # 2229, I knocked the door and the guest inside opened the door. Again, for the second time I saw the most beautiful face I had with in bed for years on bathrobe (only). He hugged me tight and he closed the door immediately.

Me : Sir. I will not take long. I am here to just say goodbye.
Guest : No problem…

And gain it happened.

Me : Have to go.
Guest : Take this.

The guest gave me Dhs. 500 (Php. 6,000) and his business card. I took the card but not the money. He took my number and wrote it down on a piece of paper. I went out from the room and go straight to my post at the lobby. I don’t know what to feel, but still very scared because he has still few hours to stay before his flight to Riyadh.

My shift ends. I went home and still thinking of the guest that I had just encountered. Maybe of tiredness and was not able to get sleep the day before, I had it for a couple of hours. I was awake when my phone rang. It was a call from an unknown number. I immediately think of the guest I had wildly encountered. I took the business card and compare the numbers that appeared on my phone’s screen. Yes, it was from him. I placed my mobile back on its place and tore the card into pieces, open my window and throw it away. I feel relieved and go back to my sleep.

Don’t have any connection with that guest anymore but the experience still haunts me.

The End...

HIV / AIDS

I first (and the last as of this time) met a person with HIV / AIDS was in October of 1994. Ms. Sarah Jane Salazar visited our school to educate high school students about the disease. Even though I was just 14 then, the message was so clear – that HIV / AIDS cannot be cured and will kill you once infected.

14 was the start of my active sex life. At that age, I visit Movie Houses almost twice a week just to satisfy my needs. When I was asked why I came home late, I just answered school project. When my elder sister asked me why I have plenty of money (from my clients, hehehe…), I just answered from “PALUWAGAN.”

14 years later, the Chronicles of E BlogSpot crossed my PC’s screen. Unlike Sarah that I saw in person, E wasn’t. But his thoughts and experiences were so interesting, informative, and real that help me broaden my knowledge. He can even give you a personalize message if you need. I wonder, of all the people, why he was infected when he is so smart, intelligent and well rounded person.

14% is my doubt that I might get the virus because of my past experiences but the remaining 86% is sure that I’m not. My Medical Clearance, a requirement to work abroad, will prove that.

What if time will come that I will be infected of this deadly disease, can I handle my life peacefully as what E is doing now? Or I will just jump in the building to kill myself. HIV / AIDS will come to you on your least expected time, you can’t tell. “Sino ba ang may gusto nito? Ikaw, gusto mo?!”

Unfinished Business

I was on my way to Karama to have my hair cut when I decided to pass by for a pee at Karama Building . As I entered the toilet, a Filipino guy on his early 30’s just moved backward from the cubicle. I immediately stand before the urinal on the same cubicle and released what I felt for the last 30 minutes of bus ride from our accommodation to the place.

While on the process, I glanced at my back to check if there is somebody waiting for his turn. I was shocked to find out that the guy before me was jerking off while watching his reflection from the mirror. OMG! He has (among Filipinos) the biggest cock I ever saw here in Dubai . We were only two on the place that’s why he’s determined to do his acts freely. I buttoned my pants and wash my hands at the sink while he moved at the side and moaning. I stare at him; he pulled his shorts down on his knees. His buns seem so soft and were flawless and have small hair in between. What was the main attraction was his hard on dick. He went inside to an empty cubicle while asking me to go with him. I paused.

Suddenly 2 men entered: one Indian and a gay Filipino guy looking for his chance. Mr. Hard On closed the cubicle while I moved out from the toilet to avoid inconvenience. I waited for a while outside and saw the 2 men went out. Unluckily, the gay guy saw me waiting. I went back inside the toilet to continue our unfinished business with Mr. Hard On. I pushed slightly the cubicle where he entered and I saw his dick in full strength.

The main door of the toilet opened and a man entered. Fuck! That Pinoy Gay Guy went back. I walked out and went straight to the barber shop nearby.

The incident was still on my mind now and wanting to go home to the Philippines ASAP. If I were in the Philippines, I will not let unfinished business to happen. I will grab every single opportunity that will come and will so to it that repeat business will happen between me and my clients, hehehe….!

Hahahyyyy…!!!