a chemist... a whore (in short, datla)...

I do not know if I should be elated or depressed… I honestly have a mixture of feelings. Recently, I feel anxious about coming here because I was thinking it wouldn’t help much to forget the ordeal of erasing an important person from your system. It is certainly not like an electrical switch that you just snap the knob off if you want to erase the person or event from your head. I can not do it that way, but I’m on my way of working it out…

Just now though I feel like being levitated into an unknown space, the feeling is so familiarly blissful (or just a little bit less of it)…

I think I should be gladder that I’m here in Bohol Island, attending this too nerdy and academic Philippine Chemistry Congress… Honestly, I am quite amused I have seen quite a number of interesting things, meet old friends and new ones, and making small unpredicted conquers…

Let me focus yet to the latter – the conquer… I usually go around at the product exhibitors’ booths just to collect product manuals and give-aways. This time I was able to pass a certain area where a cute guy is attending their booth. I didn’t notice his cuteness actually at first, but later I would discover while talking with him about a certain inquiry that he was indeed quite good-looking than the rest of other guys I saw that morning in the hall. When I was done with my inquiry I went on to see other booths and was suddenly halted by that guy. He told me that he just found on their network the thing that I was looking for, and we talk further about the issue… I suddenly realized that perhaps that simple common event – us, talking; and him, chasing after me when we were suppose to be done just so we can extend our time together – I think, that was suppose to mean something. Later I would discover more about him… and his body…

The congress went on normally as it used to be, but most of the time however the activities would go slogging, and my companion, who is also a gay chemist from Surigao and my long time friend, would badger the rest of our colleagues about his comments on the slowness and the uncoordinated management of the whole activities... I wasn’t too concern about it, I decided to attend because I just wanted to get away from my miseries… well, for sure, I haven’t wallowed on my sadness ever since my arrival in this Island.

The night was more fascinating. We attended the Fellowship Dinner at the bay view of Bohol Tropics (the venue). For the first time in my life I saw and heard the angelic voices of the world renowned kids who composed the Loboc Choir. I sat at the table composed of MSU ChemFolks and the conversation revolved around the topics pertaining solely to Chemistry and old friends.

Later in the night, we decided to go somewhere, a bar, before we would go back to our individual hotels. Kenneth and I are staying together in a double occupancy room so that we can minimize our expenses for accommodation. So we went to a KTV Bar, and I realized that the private room we took for the group was big enough for us (there were 5 of us, Aying, Aisah, Kenneth and Maam Cecille also from Surigao). I decided to invite him (the guy I met at the booth) by sending him a SMS although I was not precisely sure he would accept the invitation. I was so grateful he did reply to my message. Even though he replied, I still didn’t hoped too much he would really come since I was just thinking that perhaps he just replied to appear being polite but he didn’t really had any thoughts of coming in the first place.

After several minutes he really did come, I was a bit surprised because he didn’t even send me a text back. Later I would find out that he had been texting me on his way to our venue but I didn’t receive them because of my mobile’s poor network’s reception… hmmm..

We did a terrible rendition of various songs! Birit to the max!!! One of the things I discovered about him was that he can sing a song, nicely and his diction was good. Actually I was impressed. He also had a nice voice… I was playing devilish when I feel like I was already a bit drunk. Sometimes I would talk so close to his right ear, because the sounds were so loud, that I almost seemed to kiss his earlobes. When we were about to go out, I asked him about where he’s staying. He would answer that he’s staying near the location of the Congress but he doesn’t like the accommodation there. I teased him to go with me even just for the night, at least ours is a little better. He said yes without apprehension. I asked him ”is it okay with you if we sleep together in one bed?” He answered “sure thing, I know it’s cold there with your aircon, right?” I said “Yes, we can cuddle each other…” he smirked… So it goes….

We took his laptop from his hotel before we got to where I stayed. Kenneth went ahead of us. When we get to our room, Kenneth was still awake. I know Kenneth was trying to project (the verb sound) that he was expecting the guy would come with me… He (the guy) also tried to project that he too is being expected, I know it would seem like awkward, but I was amused how he played it calmly…

After refreshing, he went to my bed, it seemed like he knew that set–up : )… I followed him after switching off the light and I cuddled at his body.

His scent was good and he is not bony I really like cuddling to him… I do not know why I like it when most of the time I like boys with slim and lean bodies. Perhaps I was just too hungry, hehehe… I realized I’ve never had a good f—k for almost a month now. I could sense that my temperature had risen higher than normal. He was also cooperative, like when I crossed my right leg to his groin he’d move his hips as cue to start the ritual…

I hopped on top of his groin assuming the cowgirl position – coitus rectales (his penetration was not painful, in fact it’s the other way around because I can manage the pain when I’m on top). I do not know how he’d managed to participate to my initiation without so much fuss, any resistance or qualm. He even behaved well when I put on the rubber to his genital. He is one of the very few guys who’d submit almost completely, although he is not the type who moans and fakes just to show that he really was enjoying the act of sexual congress. Well I also like guys who behave that way…

Right after the fleeting bliss I found out that he wasn’t done yet, so I had to assume another position that I think would facilitate faster for his o-------. I’d wish to do it again but I also realized that we were both too exhausted from too much drink and that. I f I would, I’m afraid we might wake up the next morning totally naked because we couldn’t managed to put on back our clothes out of exhaustion. What a joke it would be if it would have been that way and realized that Kenneth would be busy by then documenting the scene, 