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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Trio: Last Part

The two men did not bother to look at the owner of the reflection. It could be the maintenance of the theater. Although they know that management tolerates cruising activities inside its establishment, the two men do not want to provoke the man who has just entered by continuing what they were doing. They both tucked their cocks back inside their pants, turned away from the mirror, and walk passed the man. Without any word uttered, both men separated their way back inside the theater.

The train station is still busy with the passenger traffic, an indication that it is still early to leave the theater. L glanced at his watch and confirmed the time. He could still make out with another guy. He surveyed the cinema lobby for possible prospects.

Men are already in the lobby of the theater either smoking or just hanging around. L spotted B sitting on a lounge bench talking to someone. He tried to check out the man B is talking with. The man feeling that someone is looking at him raised his head and met L’s eyes. B followed where the man is looking and saw L. L held B’s eyes and led him inside the theater. .

The silver screen is already displaying the end credits which explains the flocking of men in the lobby. The theater would be bright soon so L hurriedly sit on the center row of seats. Following him was B who sits right next to him. There was no interaction between them except that their arms are touching on the armrest of the seat separating them. Comfortably they sit as they wait for the intermission. The intermission could take some thirty minutes and there is nothing much to do but to wait.

When the theater started to brighten both men closed their eyes. Each would attempt to get a quick nap which is the most practical and best thing to do while waiting. Their arms are still touching at each other, a sign for everyone who would see them under the lighted theater that they are together.

J saw both L and B sitting next to each other. He was making his rounds of the men inside the theater when he saw them. The sight made his heart skip. He was again feeling the desire for both men and thought that he would join them. They nearly made it happen an hour ago so maybe without any over-excitement, the troika could have proceeded. Unfortunately, it is still bright inside so J chose the seat at the end of the row where L and B are sitting.

The intermission took a little longer than usual. L actually slept and was only awaken when he felt someone is caressing his thigh. It was B. L also notices another shadow to his right and realizes a familiar figure. There would be a repeat performance, L thought. He recounted what happened earlier and decided not to over-react. This time he would just play it along.

It did not take long before L’s jeans is slipped to his knees. He already had a hard-on from sleep and it was rock-hard. He knew that with this kind of erection he would not take long before he would blow his load. B is in full-grip of his dick, jerking it fast. L moaned and hold B’s hand to stop it. He wanted to make the sensation last a little longer. B slowed down.

On his other side, J holds L’s shirt up to the neck exposing the well-chiseled chest. He licks and nibbles each nipple making its owner shiver. His other hand is exploring the firm chest and hard abdominals, and sometimes would wander the crotch area trying to get hold of the cock that B is fondling. Two hands would battle possession of the mighty sword.

Trying to build a resistance to the impending climax, L seeks both of his aggressors’ cocks. Pleasuring them similarly would turn their attention from his cock. B felt L’s hand groping for his dick so he took the hand and put it inside in one of the leg of his basketball shorts. Wearing no underwear, L easily encircled his big hand on B’s cock. J also gives no hesitation to assist L’s hand towards his erection. He has opened his fly even before he took his seat beside L and his cock is rearing to get its own assault.

Having two cocks in both hands, L vigorously move them in unison. He would like toWith strangers or with friends, sex is a heightened physiological and emotional state that could proffer any man to mundane irrationality. get his rocks off together with the two but as the feeling intensifies, he could no longer control it. B’s hand starts to increase its pace on his cock while J continues to ravage his chest and torso. Once again, J took the cock from B and jerked it himself. The short transition provides some interruption to L’s nearing climax. However, it starts to build up fast when J reaches out for B’s head urging him to give L an oral job. B did not hesitate and in an instant, he was giving L’s dick a good sucking. B’s mouth provided a sensation very different from his hand ministrations. It was vise-like. It is like a vacuum that is pumping more blood inside the veiny shaft of L’s dick. L felt the gruffness of B’s oral service.

He could not take it any longer. A few more seconds and he would blow his load. L removed his hand from B’s cock and grabbed the back of his head. He holds it and thrust his hips towards the hot orifice. Before B knows it, hot cum struck the back of his throat. He gagged but did not remove his mouth from the exploding cock. Instead, he held it midway of the shaft firmly with his lips and received the next shots. L felt his cum accumulating inside the mouth and surrounding hi dick. He thought that B is actually a pro in giving head, which he sees as unlikely because of his attitude a while ago. It is not a disappointment in any way however. He thought. He would like B to give him a blowjob again if given the chance.

B finally remove his mouth from the cock and spit the cum on the theater’s floor. He never liked the taste of cum and he never swallow from strangers. He spat whatever remains from his tongue. He leaned back on his seat and hold L’s dick again. It is still hard. At the other side, he saw J sitting back. He had his hand slowly stroking his dick and from the looks of it he has also blown his load. He returned his attention to what he is holding. He bent down again towards L’s cock.

He continued his attack on L’s dick. He could hear how L is grunting on each stroke of his dickhead. He knows how sensitive L is right now after the ejaculation and each grunt he hears is like music to his ears. While he bobs his mouth on the cock, he pounds his own erection. He was nearing his own climax when J excused himself in front of them. B thought that J is leaving them already. In a few seconds, someone brushed his hand off from his own cock. He felt a hot mouth replacing it. B realized that J was now giving him a head. His urges suddenly went wild. He sucked hard on L’s dick and he thought that it was starting to get hard again. He believes that he is to climax soon. He lose control when a hand suddenly grip his nipple and pinch it. He immediately released L’s cock from his mouth and leaned back on the seat. He took hold of the cock with his hand and pump it hard as he blow his load inside J’s mouth. B’ mouth is wide open in ecstasy as he moan and pant. Spent, he collapsed to his seat, his hand squeezing the already engorge cock of L.

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Threesome is always an experience. It could be exciting as well as gratifying. Some would like it with a lover and an acquaintance, with a stranger, or with a friend. Some would prefer it with two friends and while some would want it with strangers. One would even make it with same genders, and still others with other genders. There are different combinations in a troika, so one could really experiment. However, threesome is not for all.

Three is a crowd, as the cliché goes. If you are doing it with a lover or a partner, never hastily proceed and do it, even with a friend or a stranger. Along the activity, something would go wrong and would surely ruin the existing relationship. It takes a lot of maturity to handle threesomes especially if one is in a relationship. On the other hand, if a couple is much secured with each other, a threesome can be a respite to a routine sexual activity.

Hence, sex could only become safe if one uses some of his inherent sensibilities.Threesomes with complete strangers are both exciting and dangerous. Exciting because you could never tell if the person you bring into the activity possesses the qualities you prefer. At one point, exercise all precautions and as much as possible take control. Being passive all the time is very dangerous because you could never know what is in the mind of your partners. Being passive has the danger of being too involved with the activity also. That makes one careless.

Threesome is exciting. Indeed. However, it is full of danger. With strangers or with friends, sex is a heightened physiological and emotional state that could proffer any man to mundane irrationality. Man could always do foolish things in a sexual activity and sometimes due to extremely intense feeling, he could not distinguish pleasure with pain. This makes man vulnerable and this vulnerability would likely spell his doom. Hence, sex could only become safe if one uses some of his inherent sensibilities.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Star Struck

Fifteen more minutes before due time. We have six hours to play but we unanimously agreed that we should stop. Nearly dead tired and muscles aching all over, we headed to the dressing area to have a hot shower. I opened the door and found no one inside. “Nice.” I thought.

The dressing area of Metro is one of the best I have used so far. It is highly maintained with all amenities still working. It has two shower cubicles, one toilet cubicle, two urinals, and steel lockers. It is even fully air-conditioned. I would consider the floor area as big although it might not accommodate a large number of people at the same time. Nevertheless, it is a neat and a comfortable area for guests.

I was sitting on the bench and rummaging my badminton bag for my towel and soap whenHe is not a movie star material but he looks good. I heard the door open. I raised my head and saw two men entering. The first one was wearing a full basketball uniform. He looks very familiar but I still could not put a name to his face or associate him with someone. He has dark and thick brows accentuating his oriental eyes. His dark skin would not tell a Chinese descent. He could not even be Hispanic. He is not a movie star material but he looks good.

The second man was fully clothed in jeans and shirt. I could see that he is into weights by the look on his physique. He was not playing basketball with the first man certainly. I thought he could be just a sort of bodyguard to the first man. They were talking to each other as they entered the room about the game the first man made.

The first man sits on the bench where I was sitting. I lingered on to observe after all I would like to see him shirtless. I was expecting a nice body from him since I could not see any extra bulges from his sides. This man took my attention and I think he deserved it. HB was already taking his shower. The other cubicle is available but I did not enter it. I remained sitting there and waited for HB to finish and the man to undress.

The two men are still talking some basketball stuff. Finally, the first man took his jersey off. He is not muscular. There is not excess fat on the belly. Nice and yummy. He then removed his rubber shoes. This is the only time that I am beginning to dig who the owner of the voice is. That playful voice, soft and a bit hoarse, and accompanied by short laughs resemble that of JC from the Survivor Philippines I and now Unang Hirit. Is he really the one? I see JC to be tall but this one is around 5’7” or 5’8”. I see JC to be lean and defined but this one is only slim and toned. The voice and the face however are turning to be “JC”.

JC was telling the bodyguard to get something. I looked the the two closely and I realized that JC was complaining about his knee which is still covered by a kneecap. He was massaging it. I am not sure how bad it was because he was still smiling and smirking as he talked. The bodyguard went out of the dressing room.

Am I sensing an opportunity? There is no one in the dressing room but the three of us, and HB was in the shower. Am I to flaunt my body and start the tripper’s machinery? I could absolutely open a conversation with him by just telling him that I voted for him several times during the Survivor series. I think some action is needed.

“Sprain?” I said as if in a trance. I am not really expecting a reply but JC lifted his head from his knee to me. “Not sure. Maybe.” He said flashing that killer smile. My heart is pounding hard. “May I take a look?” I asked. “Yeah.” I move towards him. “I think there is a bump somewhere here.” He pointed at the side of his knee. Instinctively, I touched the part where he pointed. “There.” He confirmed. “Lean back.” I told him. “Can you stretch your leg?” He stretched his leg. My left arm was supporting the back of his knee while my right hand was pressing his upper thigh. JC leaned back to the tiled wall. I looked at him and he smiled. “Masahista ka ba?” He asked.

I was not able to make a reply. I was back to reality when I noticed bodies started to emerge from the door of the dressing area. These people are the gay regulars of the court. We left them still playing and all of a sudden one by one started to come and gawk on the celebrity I am about to interact with. Darn them. Anyway, it is not a surprise. With a celebrity hunk around, who could resist not to look? It is just that… Well, maybe there is a next time.

I do not have any fascination with celebrities. For me they are like ordinary I do not have any fascination with celebrities. For me they are like ordinary people.people. There is nothing to envy. Yes, I would turn my head if I see one but it would not spark any desire of having their signatures or photos with them. Even JC did not get my attention as a celebrity. His appeal struck me, an appeal that any ordinary people could have.

Perhaps being a celebrity should not make one feel superior over others. In the first place, the non-celebrity communities are the ones who put them in that status. They should rather fix their foot on the ground and keep their head level with the rest of the mortals on the planet.
 

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