My Sancturio Experience

It was on my 7th day in Manila during my vacation in the Philippines last April 2009. My friends, Migs and John decided to have a walk in Malate after a lunch date in Robinson’s Ermita. At first, I was hesitant of the idea because I don’t have money. We checked all the ATM machines available in the place but not able to withdraw cash for an unknown reason.

We ended up to an establishment with a garden in the middle of busy streets and tall buildings; it was along Bacobo St. in Malate. Migs and John pulled me inside although I don’t like the idea of inquiring a product or service without buying power, money. Migs reasoned out that we will just ask for the rates and we will come back next time. It was a spa (for gay) named, Sanctuario.

John is so good on pretension. He managed to talk to the receptionist with grace that the lady extended her extra effort to please us. I busy myself looking on the pictures, certificates and awards that the establishment received over the years to lessen the guilt while Migs is checking the pricelist. The lady on the desk was so kind that I can’t help except to pull out my debit card and ask her if they accept it just to compensate her effort. The lady checks the card and when she saw the logo of VISA, she immediately asks for an ID. I showed one and she asked us what services we like. I immediately answered her the cheapest. Wow! Php 900++ per person. Were 3 so she swiped the amount of Php 2,700++ against my debit card, ouch!

We entered the establishment with my mind thinking of the amount I paid. It was too much. I want to maximize the services/products that this spa can offer because I sweat blood to earn the money in Dubai. We took shower while John informed me of the things and activities inside. Saunas (Wet & Dry), Jacuzzi, Bubble Bath, and Swimming Pool were the interest of the place. But the most enticing are those men who were present at that moment. Young, gorgeous and they look rich maybe because my mind was pre-emptied on the amount I paid, hehehe! And there were ladies too.

We used almost all the facilities inside with only small towel in our body. After sometime, John approached me and wants me to be with him upstairs which is private place. He said that the owner wants to meet us. I know that it would be sex but since it was my first time in the place and it is in Manila, far away from my hometown, Davao I declined. I was scared that that the final scene in a gay themed movie starred by Joseph Bitangcol and Polo Ravales “Walang Kawala” will happen to us. But a gwapo and mestizo-chinito on his mid 20’s approached and informed us that it will be fun and safe. I come to know that he was also part of the group upstairs that I reconsider my thought of declining. We left Migs at the area because he was very busy finding hook-ups and the invitation was not up for him.

My plan was to only see the place because it was very intriguing. Anyway, I can find sex everywhere without compromising my security. It was like a pad on the top of a tree. We climb the very stiff and narrow spiral stairs to go up until we reach the doorstep. When the door opens, I saw 2 guys inside almost naked. I went back to my way but the mestizo-gwapo hold me back and assured me it will be fine. We were 5 gay guys inside the private room of Sanctuario located on the 2nd Floor of the place.

When we entered the room, the show began without any signal or something. The action started so quickly that I saw my manhood inside the mouth of mestizo-chinito without asking my permission while my friend John was on the group of 3 bodies turned into one right in front of my very own eyes. Mestizo-Chinito asked me to lie on the bed which I followed that gave me a more relaxing view of the orgy while he was sucking me. Moments later, the oldest of the group came over to us while sniffing a black-colour small vial from time to time which I only saw in porno videos. He motioned his back towards mine but I pushed him slightly and asked for condom. Mestizo-Chinito moved beside John and continues caressing each other while the 3rd man lies beside me. The owner checked his drawer to find condom but only one was available. He wears it on the man beside me because his is bigger. Good thing is the 3rd man was licking my tits nicely while the older guy was on the top of him. Sucking, fucking, and too much of moaning filled up the room until we finally reach our orgasm. We cleaned up and the oldest of the group invited us for dinner on their organic restaurant.

When the sumptuous seafood dinner was served, I found out that the older gay guy on the group was one of the owners. He was very generous, down to earth and entertaining. He showed us his beautiful talking bird doing tricks right after the food. He informed us of his other branch and gave us his business card. Were lucky he said… We had a nice time.

After the dinner, we went to their massage room and get the services. The masseurs were sexy but the massage was not. Maybe if you will show money, they will do what you are expecting from them. But I don’t like the idea of paying for sex even maybe I will become a millionaire. Anyways, the experience on the owners pad is worth the price by far.

I went out from the establishment because I was too exhausted of what happened. Migs and John decided to stay for a final call inside. It was late, I saw the masseurs going out from the place. They were hot and they look like that they have more money than me. Good skin, good clothes and even own a good bike. I walked the streets of Malate and bought chocolate milk in one of the convenience store nearby when my phone rang. It was john telling:

“Saan ka na? Putang ina mo, bumalik ka dito mahohold-up ka dyan!”

And I went back on my way.