Cebu-imposed Celibacy

I am currently in Cebu and I am currently celibate. I'm kinda busy with my classes, which is why I haven't had the chance to finish my last entry -- even though I started writing it over 2 weeks ago. I will finish writing it within the next week.

Cebu is nice. Not much has changed since the last time I was here. It's still pretty quiet, PeopleSupport Cebu looks the same, and I still can't seem to get laid with any of the locals. Not that I am actively looking for someone here. Half of me wants to give the slutty lifestyle a rest, and the other half misses getting fucked. My gums are still bleeding a bit, so I'm still kinda scared of catching something. Dex said that it'll probably be safe as long as I don't let guys cum in my mouth, but I'm terrible at telling whether a guy's going to cum or not. Maybe I should just stick to buttfucking. We'll see. In any case I guess I'm OK with not having sex here in Cebu and just waiting until I get back to Manila, cuz I still don't feel sex-deprived. But then again it'll be 2 weeks until I get back to Manila, and my body's beginning to feel restless again. Maybe I should have sex with a virgin, if I can find one. In fact, there's this one guy here from Cebu who I had text-sex with, and he said that he's never done it with a guy before. He also said that he was 22, so I kinda don't believe that he hasn't done it before. Oh well. Whatever. Along as he's cute.

Me and Dex went to Navigator, a gay strip club, last Saturday. We didn't know that it would be a strip club because we though that it would just be a night club where they place house/techno/electronica like Bed. But anyway. It took us a while to find the place, because we got the lousiest directions from the people who had been there before. The taxi drivers had no idea how to find the place either. When we finally found the bar, it was funny because the signboard read "Navigator: gay bar". It was the first time I saw a place actually announcing that it was a gay bar. As with all things in Cebu, it wasn't an expensive place, and the guys weren't exactly top-notch quality -- nothing like the gay bars in Manila. Some of the strippers had beer bellies, for Christ's sake. Mostly they were cute though, and one guy I really liked a lot cuz he had the kind of body you'd want pumping inside you at 150 km/hr -- damned huge and hard. Hehe. I even remember his name -- Dreamboy Kenneth Manzano.

The strippers really didn't strip naked though, and it seemed like most of them were just modelling. We were pretty much disappointed. One guy was bizaare though, because he wrapped his hardon with tissue and lit the end of the tissue with a lighter. Just as the flame was about to reach his cock, he pulled the tissue off and threw it to the audience. There was another number where their host -- whom they called their Singing "Sweat-heart" (that's how they pronounced it) -- was singing some cheesy love song while one of the strippers pretended to fuck her on stage. It was hilarious because he kept on pumping her to the point where she almost fell off the stage, and she was laughing so hard she couldn't sing anymore. In short, the place was more like a comedy bar than a gay bar.

We left the place at around 2am, and outside there was this guy who called a cab for us. We thought he was just one of the club's attendants, so when he started talking to us in Cebuano after we got into the cab we thought he just wanted a tip. We gave him like 10 pesos (Dex and I were feeling really stingy last weekend). But then in Filipino, and with a really cute smile, he asked us if he could go with us. His name was Dave, and he was really cute. Dex and I didn't say anything, but we couldn't stop smiling. We were hesitant to say yes, because we kinda figured that Dave was a prostitute. I think we ended up saying that he couldn't come with us, because the guy said OK but take my number down so you can call me anytime. Dex took the number down, and I copied it after. Haha. Oh well. But I don't think we'll see Dave again, or I least I won't. While I'm in my 20's, I don't want to have to pay for sex. Not even in my early 30's I guess. There are just too many horny men in the world for me to have to pay for sex.

So that's it for last weekend. We're planning to go to the beach next weekend. I hope it pushes through, because I would feel so bad if I didn't get to go to at least one beach while I'm here. I hope Rolly flies over here too like we've been planning. He will be leaving for Japan sometime early next year, and considering that I will be back here in Cebu for another 3 weeks or so in December, it doesn't leave us much time to be with each other. I no longer hope that we'll get back together again as a couple, but all the same I like having him around, and I know that he feels the same way about me too. One day when I have the time I will write our story here in this blog.