We've seen each other before. In the same place, under the same circumstances. A movietheater in Cubao, at a time when we both needed quickies.
He struck me as too aggressive, smiling and winking at me when our paths crossed at the rest room, which is my official playground at the establishment. I had seen him earlier at the lobby, joking around with friends in a voice and tone that suggested that he's a regular at the place and that seemed to tell me that he's rather loud, a trait I wouldn't want to be associated with. And although he looked manly enough in his ways, I had a gut feel that he's effeminate . So I didn't return the smile, much less the wink.
He kept pursuing me, however, never tiring at smiling whenever we'd bump into each other inside the moviehouse. But I just ignored him the whole time I was at the cinema. It was about 2 months ago.
But last week, on August 5, 2009, I couldn't ignore him when I bumped into him at the rest room. There were just the two of us. I was about to finish urinating and he had just come in and taken a place in front of one of the urinals to void himself. Two urinals separated us. When I looked at him, I saw a different aura, an inviting one. I remembered him, but I no longer saw him as someone I had to avoid. I didn't know if it was the dark shirt he's wearing that lent that x-factor to him. He looked very virile in his get-up that day. I couldn't point a finger on it but there was something about him that day that drew me to him. And he had a handsome dick--the shape, size and color of which I liked.
I knew that he saw the interest in my eyes. And I felt a little embarrassed. I snobbed him before, and here I was showing an interest in him.
The feeling of embarrassment made me decide against jerking off with him inside the rest room. I zipped my fly and went to the lobby just ourside the rest room. I took a seat at the chair nearest the door of the rest room. A few moments later, my guy came out of the CR, flashed the same smile he gave me two months ago, and took a seat next to mine.
Last Sunday’s Doubting Tomas
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Late post. I didn’t get around to posting this last week.
Last Sunday was Divine Mercy Sunday. And the Gospel was about the Doubting
Didymus, or Thomas....
1 month ago
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