Cedric Ang

This is a continuation of my previous post, Night in a Japanese Gay Bar

It was morning in Japan when you can hear birds chirping. The morning sun peeked from the curtain, and shine in to Kanata’s room.

Before I continue, let me warn you that this post is going to be ‘expressed’; I will not be checking on my spellings, and I would not be bothered if I am grammatically right. At such ungodly hours, this is the best that I can do (and probably laughing at myself later)

I could feel Kanata’s breath landing on my face in the early spring morning. I looked at Kanata’s closed eyes, I put out an arm, and tried to hold him closer to me.

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I think I am getting annoyed more often these days. I don’t know; perhaps there are more idiots lurking around than we actually realized.

Example one.

Will send you a message on a networking site, “care to be friends?” with the subject title, “i”

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I used to buy a lot of condoms.

No, I do not use them. Well, maybe once or twice, but very seldom.

Condoms to me are never a mix. I dislike the smell, I dislike the ‘action’ of having to take off the condom after a good fuck. Most people would want to just rest after a good 3 hours of bedding session, I would appreciate that too.

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Inspired by Robb’s couple shot post, I thought of writing something similar to what my relationships ups and downs been going through.

I must admit, it is quite true to say that gay relationships do not last as long. Perhaps mainly the objective of a gay relationship is sex, sex and even more sex. I must admit that sex does come easier, if you are gay.

From all my relationships with my ex boy friends, I had only had a relationship that lasted me for 2 years; even that too started off with sex.

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