MANILA STORIES By C.P. Lontoc
I intend to make this a collection of stories based on my experiences here in the Philippines. These stories involve sexual relationship between consenting adult males.
E-MALE
I received this e-mail message from a 43 year old man:
Dear cp, I am a 43-year-old Filipino, married and working here in Singapore. I read your stories in Nifty and they made me really curious about your experiences. I'll be in Manila in April and would like to meet with you. How about it? Bert
His last sentence sounded like a challenge but I demurred so I answered his message as follows:
Dear Bert, Thanks for writing. That would be very interesting. Tell me more about yourself. CP
I was surprised to see another note from Bert, which said:
Dear CP, I didn't expect you to write back but thanks for writing back. As I've said, I am a 43 year old Filipino working here in Singapore for five years now with my wife and two kids. I go home occasionally to check on our properties there. I read your articles by accident and they made me really curious. I had a gay encounter once while still in Manila and it was great. The gay was a former officemate and it happened when we were in an out of town business. I've wanted to have another go for it but I don't know how. If you are willing, I will be there in April. Well, it's all up to you. Bert
That response made me hot and I immediately replied with:
Dear Bert. Sure, I would like to meet with you. Just write back when we could see each other so I could reserve the date for you. CP
His reply:
Dear CP, I'm glad that you're open to this considering the circumstances of how we got to know each other. I'll be there either second or third week of April. I'll be staying there for two weeks and I want to spend some time with you if it's okay with you. Let me tell you more about myself. I am short for the average Filipino, at 5 ft. 4 inches and a little on the heavy side. I hope you don't mind. Bert
To reassure him that I am not really particular about looks, I wrote him back:
Dear Bert, That's perfectly fine with me. I am a little heavy myself and I'd like to know if that is okay with you. Second week of April is just fine and I would be waiting for the exact date of your arrival. Hope to see you soon. CP
The reply came in a little late. At that time I thought that I was being taken for a ride until the second week of April when I got another e-mail from Bert.
Dear CP, I'll be leaving for Manila by this Monday. I am really interested to meet you and possibly make out with you. If you are willing, may I have your contact number or your mobile number? Bert
I gave Bert both my number at the office and my mobile phone number. Monday came and I waited for a phone call. The day ended and no call from Bert. That's it, I told myself. Some psycho out there has both my office number and my mobile number and he could use them against me anytime.
The following day, I received a text message/short message on my mobile and it said.
Hi CP. This is Bert I am sorry I wasn't able to contact you yesterday. I am using my bro's mobile. Is our date still on?
I answered him with: Yes, the date is still on. When are you available?
He answered back immediately with: How about tomorrow night? Where could we meet?
I told him that I would be available at that date and we could meet at a popular mall near our office. I also told him what I would be wearing that night. I also gave him the specific place inside the mall where we were supposed to meet. I ended my message by saying that he should send a text message or call my mobile when he gets to the meeting place.
The night of our meeting, I had to finish some important documents. Our meeting was in dinnertime and by six in the evening I was still in the middle of a discussion about a study we were preparing. I wanted to send a text message to Bert but we were told not to use our mobile phones.
The meeting ended at around 7PM. I still had some time to get to the mall without being late for my meeting with Bert. I sent him a message saying:
"Bert, this is CP. I'm on my way to our meeting. I'm still wearing my office attire. How would I know it's you?"
I was already in the car when I received his reply: "CP, I am wearing a blue shirt. I am already at our meeting place. I am seated three tables from the door so I could see you when you're here."
Hmmm, I thought to myself. I wonder how many overweight men are wearing blue today? And what's the idea about seeing me while coming in? So that he could have the time to hide and back out of this when he realized that he doesn't like me?
I laughed at myself for being too paranoid about this. For one, this is something new to me. I haven't had any experience with meeting someone I only knew through e-mail. The idea was just too tempting to try.
I drove to the mall and got there just in time to get a parking slot. I went to the meeting place and just as I was about to enter the place, I received another message on my mobile.
"I can see you now. Come in. Bert"
I entered the diner and counted three tables. There he was in a blue shirt, he wasn't as fat as he said he was. I approached his table and he smiled at me. I knew that I was the one he was waiting for.
"Hi. I'm CP and you must be Bert." I told him.
"Yeah. Been here for more than half an hour." He said.
"Sorry, I had to finish something at the office. So, what do you want for dinner? My treat." I told him.
He shrugged his shoulders and said that he would let me choose what we would have for dinner. I ordered some Japanese food and we spoke while we were having our dinner. The conversation was mostly on our job but the time gave me a chance to take a closer look at him.
He wasn't as fat as I expected him to be. He has a big mid-section but otherwise he fits my ideal man. He has wavy hair that was slightly graying at the temples and what we call chinky eyes. His dimples on both cheeks come out when he smiles. It was true that he wasn't tall, but not shorter than the average Filipino.
I asked him to tell me about his first gay encounter. He laughed and said that all he could say was that it was a great experience and something he would want to have again.
"But why me?" I asked him. "Aren't you afraid I might end up telling all about it in Nifty?"
He smiled at me and held my hand.
"That's what I want you to do. Write about it in Nifty. Your stories turned me on so much that I would sometimes jack-off while reading it. I liked your story about the father and son you did it with and the one with Mr. Rutherford." He told me smiling while pressing my hand.
"Well, I'd like to do that to you too and I'll make sure to put into writing every tiny bit of detail." I answered.
"Now, if we could finish our dinner and go on with the task at hand." He said pointing at my plate.
We went directly to my car after dinner and drove around the area, looking for a place where we could be by ourselves. I finally offered my place but told him that it's a little cramped. He said that it was perfectly all right. I drove straight to my apartment.
I told him that if he wanted to, he could wash up while I prepare some coffee. I said that the bathroom is connected to my bedroom. I told him that there was an extra robe and towels in the closet. He went to the bedroom and I heard the water running. The coffee was already brewed when he came out of my room wearing the bathrobe. I offered him some coffee but he said he doesn't drink coffee. I told him I'll just take a quick shower and I'll come back.
He was already on my bed with his hand at the back his head. I sat beside him and asked him what he wanted to have for the evening.
"Oh, you know what to do. Just make me happy." He answered.
I started kissing him at the back of his ears and I felt him shiver. I asked him why and he answered that he was just ticklish in the area. I kissed him in his neck and put a hand inside the robe, searching for his nipple. I found one and started tweaking it. His body tensed but I continued with what I was doing.
He placed his hands on my shoulder and started stripping me of my robe. I opened his robe and went on to suck on one of his nipple. He stopped disrobing me and placed his hands on my shoulder again. I worked on his other nipple while tweaking the one I just finished. I continued to alternately suck and lick on his nipple as I searched for his cock with my hand. It was already hard when I found it.
"It's not too big." He told me in almost a whisper.
"No need to worry, it's just the right size." I honestly told him.
He moved his body to give me greater access to his jewels. I positioned myself so that when I continue working on his body, I will end up directly on his tool. I licked his body all the way to his crotch where I found his cock waiting for me. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and I heard Bert gasped. I looked up at him as I licked on the slit of his cock. I slowly slid his cock into my mouth, letting it slide all the way down to my throat.
I heard another gasp as I sucked on it, creating a mini-vacuum inside my mouth. As I released his cock from my oral grip, I let it slowly slide out. When it was halfway out my mouth, I suck on it again and let it slide into my mouth. Bert placed a hand at the back of my head and gave me a little push. I let his cock in as I continuously sucked on his member. He raised his hips, pushing his cock deeper into my throat.
I let go of his cock and took one of his nuts in my mouth. I played the other one, rolling it in my fingers. He put his legs around me as I suck on one ball and played with the other in my hand. I switched the balls and continued on sucking on his nut. His legs tightened around me.
I stopped what I was doing and spread his legs. I licked on his inner thighs, one side at the time. I raised his legs and licked at the underside of his ball sac. He moaned softly, raising his legs to meet my tongue. I stayed there for a while before I went back to the head of his penis.
He held my head again and pushed me towards his enraged member. It went directly down my throat, almost gagging me. I suck on its shaft, once again gripping his tool in my mouth. Then he started moving his hips, humping on my face. He moved his hips in rhythm with my motion and it didn't take long before he stiffened. I felt his warm, thick juice flooding my mouth and throat. I took everything in and sucked on his cock gently, making sure not a single drop went to waste.
I moved to lie beside him and he welcomed me with an embrace. We cuddled for some time, touching and feeling each other. He took my cock in his hand and started jerking it. I let him do what he was doing and closed my eyes. He jerked my cock until I came.
We continued cuddling, he said that it was one of the best orgasm he ever had.
"Too bad you don't live in Singapore." He added.
I told him to just send me an e-mail when he gets another chance to come to Manila. He said he would get in touch with me. With that agreement, we went to the bathroom to wash ourselves. I sucked his cock again in the shower and he came as intense as the one before.
I drove him back to where he was staying and we said goodnight to each other with a kiss. A few days later, I received an e-mail from him saying that he's back in Singapore and couldn't wait to read on Nifty what happened during his last trip in Manila.
Before I sent this one to Nifty, I wrote him another email.
Bert, I am sending our story to Nifty. I hope you'd like it. CP
Thanks to all who sent me e-mails! I love your comments.