There was this kid once who was barely a homosexual. He had just opened himself into new possibilities several months before, and had just been active in the chat rooms less than two months before his story happens. He was, by all definition, a pure and virgin one. He was an idealist who believed that he can chart his way within the realm of the preference he is beginning to live.
At that time, this kid had a regular chat mate. While his handle was Dymion, his regular chat mate was Stormeekid. They were good chat mates, in fact, if there was a term as chat buddies, perhaps they may be considered as one. In all accounts, Dymion was already a party animal before. Although, he hasn’t discovered the Malate experience yet, he was well within the circles of Libis Party Scene and his home ground was Sibil for he enjoyed the Cayote Girls that was used to be an essential part of that entire clubbing experience.
Anyway, since Dymion and Stormeekid were chat buddies, Dymion often told stories about his adventures in Libis and Malate, which in due time, made Stormeekid a little more interested about the scene. So at one time, they decided to meet. They decided to have a date, which unfortunately fell on a stormy Friday night.
And so, Dymion arrived earlier and waited for Stormeekid to arrive. Their place of meet-up was in Robinson’s Place Ermita.
Before their meet-up, semi-intimate feelings were already blossoming between the two chatters. You know, since Dymion was still very very new to the culture, he doesn’t really know yet how he would deal such situations. On the other hand, Stormeekid was also relatively new to the culture, I guess his only edge was a couple of fucks he did before he met Dymion in the chatroom.
But their friendship/budding romantic relationship was a sublime one…
However, since Dymion was still a newbie, he tend to develop feelings easily, combined with a thought that maybe Stormeekid would physically fit into the picture of his ideal lover.
While waiting for Stormee to arrive, Dymion was into this dreamy state where he would meet a tall, semi-hunky/stocky masculine chinito guy that night, so that in the following morning, he could already openly show his intimate feelings to him.
After all, they were showing indirect signs of liking each other at the chatrooms already.
However when Dymion and Stormeekid finally met, Dymion was so surprised to meet a guy relatively shorter and leaner than him. He would be relatively cute to other guys but for Dymion, who always had hots for more astigin and masculine-acting guys than him, Stormeekid was a disappointment.
But since the plans are already underway, they pushed through with their agenda for the night.
Like with Stormeekid’s name, the weather wasn’t cooperating at all. Heavy rains had already disrupted the party scene at Malate. And La Dida, which used to be Dymion’s party place was almost completely empty.
And so, they decided to go to Libis, which offered a more promising crowd.
As expected, despite the nasty weather, kids had flocked at the premier party place. Sibil was jumpacked and the party pushed through without so much hassle.
During those days, Dymion had a regular party companion that we will call Jollieboi. They were best friends, but Dymion used to have hots for this guy. For he, even though not perfectly, fits into his ideal. They were gimmick buddies, sentihan buddies, and stroll buddies. Many people thought that they were lovers, but in fact they were just best friends.
But secretly, Dymion had always hoped before that someday they would become more than just bestfriends…
And that night, during his date with Stormeekid, he can’t help but think of Jollieboie, who was far more familiar, if not cooler companion than his eyeball that night.
The party had ended eventually and Dymion got even the chance to dance with a girl that night. Still, the rains and the strong winds pounded the streets relentlessly that early morning and party folks were chasing taxis just to get a ride home.
Stormeekid and Dymion, since sharing a relatively small umbrella were already wet and cold. In the end, they decided to take a jeep that will bring them to Cubao in hopes of having a better chance at finding a taxi that would take them home.
In typical PLU scenario, the two dates would instead head to the nearest private place and warm-up the frozen night, but in their case… things were different. Stormee wasn’t that aggressive, while Dymion was still innocent in those kinds of things.
At around 4, they separated their ways. Stormeekid got the umbrella while Dymion found a taxi… which unfortunately would bring him to his dad’s office somewhere in Cubao, since streets were already flooded that dawn and he can’t go home.
Two days after, they met again in the chat room. Stormeekid was blunter, if not obvious now about his interests, even though not that direct like most guys would do. On the other hand, Dymion only replied with a colder, unenthusiastic tone, disappointed for the fact that Stormee wasn’t the guy he was aiming for.
Several weeks of close, progressive relationship build-up suddenly collapsed after a night of meet up. A week after their first gimmick/date, Dymion, changed his nick, while Stormeekid was nowhere to be found; perhaps he had changed his nick too.
Years had passed and lives had changed, the story was buried underneath a pile of experiences Dymion has accumulated in his journey towards himself. Only now, did it surface again…
After Dymion, who, was burning for three days thanks to a guy he found again in YM, and then been dozed by a cold splash of water one Friday night after they dated finally realizes that he committed the same mistake again.
Almost exactly three years after he first did it.
At that time, this kid had a regular chat mate. While his handle was Dymion, his regular chat mate was Stormeekid. They were good chat mates, in fact, if there was a term as chat buddies, perhaps they may be considered as one. In all accounts, Dymion was already a party animal before. Although, he hasn’t discovered the Malate experience yet, he was well within the circles of Libis Party Scene and his home ground was Sibil for he enjoyed the Cayote Girls that was used to be an essential part of that entire clubbing experience.
Anyway, since Dymion and Stormeekid were chat buddies, Dymion often told stories about his adventures in Libis and Malate, which in due time, made Stormeekid a little more interested about the scene. So at one time, they decided to meet. They decided to have a date, which unfortunately fell on a stormy Friday night.
And so, Dymion arrived earlier and waited for Stormeekid to arrive. Their place of meet-up was in Robinson’s Place Ermita.
Before their meet-up, semi-intimate feelings were already blossoming between the two chatters. You know, since Dymion was still very very new to the culture, he doesn’t really know yet how he would deal such situations. On the other hand, Stormeekid was also relatively new to the culture, I guess his only edge was a couple of fucks he did before he met Dymion in the chatroom.
But their friendship/budding romantic relationship was a sublime one…
However, since Dymion was still a newbie, he tend to develop feelings easily, combined with a thought that maybe Stormeekid would physically fit into the picture of his ideal lover.
While waiting for Stormee to arrive, Dymion was into this dreamy state where he would meet a tall, semi-hunky/stocky masculine chinito guy that night, so that in the following morning, he could already openly show his intimate feelings to him.
After all, they were showing indirect signs of liking each other at the chatrooms already.
However when Dymion and Stormeekid finally met, Dymion was so surprised to meet a guy relatively shorter and leaner than him. He would be relatively cute to other guys but for Dymion, who always had hots for more astigin and masculine-acting guys than him, Stormeekid was a disappointment.
But since the plans are already underway, they pushed through with their agenda for the night.
Like with Stormeekid’s name, the weather wasn’t cooperating at all. Heavy rains had already disrupted the party scene at Malate. And La Dida, which used to be Dymion’s party place was almost completely empty.
And so, they decided to go to Libis, which offered a more promising crowd.
As expected, despite the nasty weather, kids had flocked at the premier party place. Sibil was jumpacked and the party pushed through without so much hassle.
During those days, Dymion had a regular party companion that we will call Jollieboi. They were best friends, but Dymion used to have hots for this guy. For he, even though not perfectly, fits into his ideal. They were gimmick buddies, sentihan buddies, and stroll buddies. Many people thought that they were lovers, but in fact they were just best friends.
But secretly, Dymion had always hoped before that someday they would become more than just bestfriends…
And that night, during his date with Stormeekid, he can’t help but think of Jollieboie, who was far more familiar, if not cooler companion than his eyeball that night.
The party had ended eventually and Dymion got even the chance to dance with a girl that night. Still, the rains and the strong winds pounded the streets relentlessly that early morning and party folks were chasing taxis just to get a ride home.
Stormeekid and Dymion, since sharing a relatively small umbrella were already wet and cold. In the end, they decided to take a jeep that will bring them to Cubao in hopes of having a better chance at finding a taxi that would take them home.
In typical PLU scenario, the two dates would instead head to the nearest private place and warm-up the frozen night, but in their case… things were different. Stormee wasn’t that aggressive, while Dymion was still innocent in those kinds of things.
At around 4, they separated their ways. Stormeekid got the umbrella while Dymion found a taxi… which unfortunately would bring him to his dad’s office somewhere in Cubao, since streets were already flooded that dawn and he can’t go home.
Two days after, they met again in the chat room. Stormeekid was blunter, if not obvious now about his interests, even though not that direct like most guys would do. On the other hand, Dymion only replied with a colder, unenthusiastic tone, disappointed for the fact that Stormee wasn’t the guy he was aiming for.
Several weeks of close, progressive relationship build-up suddenly collapsed after a night of meet up. A week after their first gimmick/date, Dymion, changed his nick, while Stormeekid was nowhere to be found; perhaps he had changed his nick too.
Years had passed and lives had changed, the story was buried underneath a pile of experiences Dymion has accumulated in his journey towards himself. Only now, did it surface again…
After Dymion, who, was burning for three days thanks to a guy he found again in YM, and then been dozed by a cold splash of water one Friday night after they dated finally realizes that he committed the same mistake again.
Almost exactly three years after he first did it.
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