I love cold countries, perhaps that is why I have decided to stop by Alaska during my 5 months long holiday adventure.

From day one when I arrived at Alaska, I enjoyed it all the way until the end of the trip. Dad was nice to have booked a snow sledge with huskies pulling it. The huskies are so beautiful, their eyes are glowing in the hue of blues. For a moment there, I forgot the reason why I have left Malaysia for such a long period, and went for a holiday.

The adventure did not stop there.

I had arranged for a porter to climb with me to one of the glaciers. It is not that I am lazy and living that luxurious life that I would want people to carry my bags for me, but if you were in the glaciers, you really have to be prepared. In fact, I think that I had not bring enough food!

The porter that I had hired was not available last minute when I wanted him. He sent his younger brother instead. I was a little skeptical when the porter came to speak to me. I can’t see his face properly, he was was covered up and only exposing the bright blue eyes of his. He sounds like someone whose age not older than me by a decade. How much experience could a young porter like him has? I was skeptical, indeed.

I pack up a few gears, totally forgot that I would be hiking on ice and show. I naively packed my non-water proved warm weather shoes. After I took the picture, only I realized that it would not work. I switched a pair with sole covers, and water proved pants too.

Armed with a pair of water proof shoes, couple with the shoe spikes, I was ready to walk the icy mountains. Not before I arm the shoes with the spikes to enable us to walk on ice.

While the porter were preparing his gears, I noticed his shoes were covered with screws. I guess, it was great for tractions.

Back to the porter.

I did not realized that he is about the same age as me, not before he started to talk to me. He sounded young, like very young.

It was during one of the pit stop that we had on our rest that he took off the scarfs that was hiding his face. Revealing underneath the scarfs was a pair of shinny blue eyes, and a flawless complexion. Immediately I felt that I have known him for the longest time. His name is Michael.

We rested and build our tent at base camp. It was already noon and it would be suicidal if we continue our journey as there will be no spots for us to build our tent before the night falls.

There wasn’t many group of people at base camp. We build our tent almost by the edge of the spot where we had more privacy than the ‘hot spots’.

The night was extremely cold. It was so cold that I had to put on extra jacket. Middle of the night, Michael turned over and hugged me. I hugged back, and I could feel his body warmth compliment with mine. His breath was blowing towards my face. Under the dim moon light that managed to penetrate over the tent, I could see his moist lips, waiting for me to kiss it. We slept throughout the night without any incident.

It was 5 am. I woke up with my hand on the boy’s crotch. I did not know how it got there, but we were sleeping in the same sleeping bag. I or he must have snuggle in for the warmth.

My watch said it was 6am, but I always manage to mess up my alarm clock. I freaked out because I really thought it was 6 am, checked the other clock, and it says 5 am.

Went out to wash up. Michael had already got up, making coffee and getting ready for the hike.

It was still dark. The snow is 5000 feet right now, in case you are curious.

The base camp seems to came alive again. People are starting to get ready and getting to get to the top.

We pack up and got ready ourself. I helped Michael to break camp, and we started the hike up. We took a different route where Michael claimed that it is more scenic than the others. He did say it was more tougher, which I agree that we can try.

As we walk on the ice and snow, I still can see the stars twinkling high above. It was clear sky, even before the sun peeked through the mountains. We reached one of the scenic spot where I got this picture. It was fantastic, just me and Michael, alone and surrounded by nature.

Throughout the week, me and Michael shared a lot of our life stories. I found out that Michael just broke up with his boy friend, and that I looked a little like him. I told him about mine, and we instantly became good buddies. He would also story about horny Americans asking him to jerk off for them and such, of course, the innocent Michael did not do it. He did hinted to me that he would not mind jerking me off.

One of the nights, where the weather was a little warmer than usual, we strip off our pants, in the tent, and both of us had the best orgasm ever.

Nuff said, here are some pictures.

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I would want to blame it on the different time zones, they call it jet lagged. Yes, I have been living on a jet setter’s lifestyle since late November. It was fun, to be able to travel all around, meeting different people before I start myself in Uni in May.

But that is not the point, the point is, I wanted to stay away from my home in Kuala Lumpur. I had wanted to do this for a very long time, trying to see if I could forget the boy. The truth is, I can’t. On the boy’s birthday last year, while I was in Brazil, I gave the boy a call to wish him a happy birthday. I mean, it would only be appropriate if I do that, at least, I thought it that way.

Not only was I wrong about the whole thing, I still ended up crying at night, hugging a pillow, that I was well aware that it would not hug me back.

It was Chinese New Year. I remembered last year’s pretty well. I was in hometown, and could not let myself not missing the boy. We practically texted each other the whole day. I had to run around the house because the house was surrounded by hills, and Maxis coverage wasn’t that great, then I found the perfect spot, the store room.

Sweating and sneezing, I embraced myself, just for the sake of not wanting to miss his text messages. Silly, I know. That’s what we all do for love, no?

Deep inside, back to reality, I thought I could forget him if I leave my room, leave everything behind and move somewhere else. I could not move to Singapore because that was our initial plan. We both continue our studies in Singapore.

Singapore will bring back the memories, I would definitely sure about it. Then, during my vacation, I cried, and cried again, hugging the cold hotel pillows, streak of tears just fall down to my cheek, and to the bed.

I could not help it, they say I was being foolish for falling in love to a person that do not love me. Deep inside, I still believe that there is love, deep inside, I still believe that it was me that had caused the breakup, and it was be that had put our relationship into that fine thin line.

I could have salvage it, I just know I could.

It has been almost 9 months since we break up, and I am still here, hugging my pillow tight, hoping that it was the boy that I was hugging.

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However on this day, I have decided to clean up the closet.

I have found some really interesting stuffs. Stuffs like stories that I have downloaded from the net long time ago, way before graphical porn become a popularity. Books that I have turned into my diary and scribbled my heart content at that moment of time, I have found several of them.

One of the most interesting piece of envelope was actually from a hotel stay that I had back in 2006 in a small town called Taiping.

I could remember vaguely how memorable the meet up was. It was a totally random meeting up with this guy that I have been chatting over MSN for the past couple of months.

I took the drive to Taiping. It was a somewhat pleasant and smooth journey. It took me a couple of hours before finding the signboard to the town off the highway. I called the guy up and we were set up to meet at this distinctive landmark that I could not miss, in front of a fast food restaurant.

We drove around looking for a nice and cheap hotel but at that time, I think it was the peak season where most of the hotels were fully booked. We finally found one that still has got a room. I registered immediately.

The clerk swipe my credit card and we got up to the room. Took a shower and we just hang around the room watching some movies that I have brought along with me. It was supposedly to be a pleasure weekend for me, just relaxing in some unknown town.

I was really tired from the drive, and I must have dozed off on the bed. The guy that I was with were stroking my body, and my hard cock; he had not realized that I was already awake.

I put my hand on his head stroking his hair. He was still watching the show that I have loaded up on my notebook to watch. He was surprised, and quickly hide his embarrassment by not looking at me. I moved on to hold his hand, putting it on my still hard cock, hopefully to signal him that it is okay for him to touch.

I slide his hand in my pants, since it was going to be a long drive, I wore something more comfortable, than something stylish. His hand fit into my pants snugly.

I pulled down my pants a little just to reveal a little of my underwear wristband. He looked into my eyes, as if was asking if it was okay for him to pull down my pants and suck on to my hard cock.

He hestitated a little before pulling down my underwear revealing my throbbing cock. He gave it a sniff, and licked it a little. His warm and wet mouth wrapped around my dick head and it felt really really good. I lie back down to the bed enjoying what the boy has got to offer.

Things had got out of hand, I pulled him up by my side, giving him a kiss on the lips. I smeared some lubricant that I have brought along to his love hole, and I entered him gently.

He did not felt tight. It wasn’t loose either. It was nicely fit that I enjoyed it really much.

The night ended with him in my arms, before I realized that I had not had anything the whole day and I was starving. We drove out to some alley where they serve one of the nicest ‘kuey teow’ soup there is that I have ever tasted.

We went back to the hotel room again, we chatted a couple of other things, and things got hot again.

It was tiring, and yet fun to drive around sometimes. Well, especially if you are stopping somewhere randomly meeting up something online. It would be real fun.

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