By: Nokya-userfriendly Chapter 1 – Ang simula ng lahat Hi there and hello to all your avid readers. This is Nokya-userfriendly and this is g...
By: Nokya-userfriendly
Chapter 1 – Ang simula ng lahat
Hi there and hello to all your avid readers. This is Nokya-userfriendly and this is gonna be my second true story though my first true story hasn’t come out yet for the public to read. I guess it’s still under Mr. Moderator’s scrutiny, I have decided to send another story.
This is about the story of my life, how I started and whom I started it with. Like most Bi’s out there, it is of much trauma and pain going through the stages of life being a Bi or a “silahis” per se. As a young lad, I knew I was different. I remember playing with toys……….but not the usual toys that boys do play. Even my sisters noticed that. Kids of my age always find me as their centre of ridicule.
Having a father who was an OFW and known to be a “babaero”, who’s known to have lots of other women and children out of wed-locks, who would not worry and be scared if they found out that there is a Bisexual in the family? I was pretty quite sure that father would beat me if he would come to know of my childhood “activities”. Buti na lang, most of my childhood days father was out of the country and took him couple of years before coming home for his 45 days vacation which often times spent with his “kumpares” and friends for an over night drinking spree. And buti na lang din during my time, di pa uso ang mga bonding-bonding moments na uso ngayon sa mga parents who are working abroad and spend most of their vacation making their lost times with their children. Or else, baka matagal na akong napatay ng father ko who was a “Kastila” and has the culture and traits of a Spaniards. Imagine, before 6:00 pm dapat nasa loob na lahat kayo ng bahay, wala ng nasa galaan or else you will end up sleeping outside your home.
While father was abroad, since I was the youngest that time, I was given enough time to play by myself. Kaya miss ko ang company of young boys who plays a lot with other boys especially during summer. And that was one summer, I was 7 years old then, hindi ko malilimutan ang first time kong maka-kita ng “pag-aari” ng isang 17 year old guy.
Let’s just give him a pen name na “Ian” para maitago ang kanyang privacy as an individual. Kasi Ian is a member of a very famous religious group until now. He was at that time, a security guard. Ian, at 17 is a very good looking guy, he’s tall and indeed napakalakas ng kanyang sex appeal lalo na sa mga silahis na kagaya ko. Every time na siya ang naka-duty sa gola (guard house) I make it a point na doon din ako maglalaro sa tapat niya but of course there’s a tall wall with a gate in between us. And Ian knew that I was being bullied as “bakla” by my peers but it seems Ian doesn’t care. While playing, we are having this conversation about sex, I remembered Ian used to ask me if I am already circumcised and naturally at a very young age, I find that to be humiliating and offensive that is why I often retaliate at him, telling him how horny and how “bastos” he was. But I kinda like the idea of him talking to me things about sexuality, deep inside that tickles me. Who would not? Ian is an epitome of an Adonis. Lots of women and gays flocked his guard house every time he’s on duty but it seems none of them were successful enough to get his attention as he often told me that he wishes to finish his studies. Ian is from Cebu who at 17, came to Manila and ended up working as a security guard para maipagpatuloy ang kanyang pag-aaral. My summer days were like that until that certain day, I ask Ian how a circumcised penis looks like. Ian asks me to get inside the guard house and that he will show me. Out of curiosity with excitement, I went inside. Ian then asks me to proceed to the comfort room just underneath the concrete guard house.
Inside, alone and a bit nervous, I was waiting for Ian who’s just waiting for the right time to follow me inside as passersby were coming every now and then. Until I over heard Ian talking to someone,
“Dre, ikaw muna tumao dito, CR lang ako”
And heard the toilet’s door knob clicked open. Ian signalled me to keep quiet which I did. It was broad day light, kitang-kita ko ang lahat ng ginagawa ni Ian, he was fondling his cock inside his security guard pants in front of me!! Parang gusto ko ng tumakbo sa takot ko pero alam kong mabait si Ian at di niya ako sasaktan. Nilakasan ko loob ko, gusto kong makita ang burat ni Ian, na sa edad kong 7 ay nakakaramdam na ako ng libog sa katawan, maaga nga yata akong tinubuan ng libog sa katawan, ewan ko? Habang patuloy si Ian sa pag-himas ng kanyang harapan at pilit niyang inaabot ang mura kong dibdib, pilit niyang kinakapa ang aking utong na sariwa sa kamay ng isang lalaki na higit ang tanda sa akin. Nakikiliti ako, I can’t explain what I was feeling that time, all I knew was that, gusto ko ang nakikita at nararanasan ko. Hanggang sa makita kong bukol na bukol na ang harapan ni Ian at sa kutis niyang kastilain ay pulang-pula na ang mukha at buong katawan nito na tila pinahiran ng sili sa sobrang pamumula. Na sinasabayan niya ng pag-labas ng kanyang dila para basain ang kanyang labi habang nakatingin sa akin at mapupungay na ang kanyang mga mata. Nadadala ako sa aking nakikitang ginagawa ni Ian na pagpapaligaya sa kanyang sarili. Ian asks me if I am feeling the same horniness but I was speechless and all I could do was wait till Ian pop out his cock. Ian saw the intense in my eyes, the excitement and decided to pull out his huge cock out of his pants. Ian’s cock is indeed huge!!! Mamula-mula ang ulo at katawan ng kanyang pantay ang hubog mula ulo pababa niyang “pag-aari”, napalunok ako. Hindi ko akalain na ganun ang itsura ng burat na tule, napakaganda!!! At burat pa ng isang Adonis ang ka-una-unahan kong nakita! Inutusan ako ni Ian na hawakan at laruin ko daw ang kanyang burat. Nanginginig akong hinawakan ang kanyang tigas na tigas na burat. Nanginginig hindi dahil sa takot kundi sa sobrang katuwaan ko. Ang sarap pala hawakan ng burat lalo na’t malaki at matigas. Aliw na aliw ako sa aking ginagawa, para akong naglalaro ng sabon na mabula habang ako’y naliligo noon. Muli ay inutusan ako ni Ian, isubo ko raw. I told Ian that I don’t know how and that maybe his cock was dirty. Napangisi lang si Ian at kanya ng hinatak ang aking ulo patungo sa kanyang tigas na tigas ng burat, first time kong nakalasa ng pre cum, di ko pa alam na iyon ang tawag dun, pre cum. Ang akala ko noon, it was his “ihi’, Ian insisted that it wasn’t his pee, but it was his “paunang tamod” as he told me. His cock smells fresh as if he just came out from the shower room. Every conversation we were making, I saw Ian playing with his cock that fast. I ask Ian again what is “tamod”………he never say a word but instead pull my head towards his huge long cock directly in front of my mouth, “Buka mo bibig mo”, Ian instructed me, “Dilaan mo, dilaan mo daliiii…” Ian moans……..as I about to lick his cock, Ian shoot his heavy load right in my mouth that it gets inside and I accidentally have the taste of his “tamod”…..can’t explain how it taste like then, but I knew I like it as I swallowed his cum.
Ian was laughing at me seeing me licking his cum from his still hard cock. “Tama na, nakikiliti na ang ulo ng burat ko” I heard Ian told me. Then he grabs my cock and teased me, “Ang liit pa ng pututoy mo” and laugh. Ian told me to wait inside till his buddy left whom I knew has heard our little conversation inside. Until Ian gets back and told me to go out and play and not to tell anyone or else, I will not get to see his circumcised cock again. And as a young lad, I followed. And every time Ian gets the chance to call me inside the guard house, I knew that I’ll play with his circumcised cock again and drink his cum eventually…………… till summer ends.
Though I still see Ian but, he’s a married guy now, what had happened between me and Ian was just the tip of my life ahead. If he sees a chance, he still ask me if my cock has gotten big as his, I knew for a fact that mine is a lot bigger that his, now. He still grabs mine but discreetly, very, very discreetly.
Life as a young lad continued but I refrain from having a close relationship with any of my playmates or childhood friends as I am not comfortable being that too close with them. I guess I was exploited by Ian, I prefer to have older men as my friends rather than the kids of my own age. Kids of my age used to bully me as “bakla” and not like with older guys who always keeps my identity secret likewise with our “activities” as well. Huh, great idea ha?
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