Rain & Dawn — Parisan, Macao.
It was one of those business trips nights, swiping and browsing location-based hook-up apps, hoping to score some action, on a boring mid- weeknight.
It was that familiar sound of a popular location-based hookup app. It indicates a new message received, though many times, are boring unrelated, “where you from” that kind of messages. This time, it was different.
Christmas Eve. They say that is the festive season to break a virgin. I did, however, just spending time watching House. That series that I have been wanting to watch. At the same time, I got myself a Blu-ray box set of The X‑Files.
I guess Chrismas Eve for me was spent being alone. Just me and my series. I wasn’t feeling too happy. Work has been great, but I was getting a huge pay cut to join this company. Times are bad, that’s why.
So, back to Christmas Eve. Nothing.
I always liked boys that spots an ear-ring, two if you may; although I have to agree that not many people could pull off two without looking too idiotic, or too sissy.
I think I fell in love with that when I was 15, and one day while out loitering at some city shopping mall, I met with an angel. He was wearing a cross shape ear-ring and looks really adorable. I still remember the look till this day.
That time onwards, I tried to get myself an ear-ring. Being curious and naughty at some part, I actually did a few holes that I am still actually wearing one myself.
Do you like boys with ear-rings?
Have you ever wanted to video record the time when you are /making love/ having sex with someone? Then on your next session with the same person, you view that clip together while doing it again?
I was doing it actively when I purchased a GoPro. Later, I added two more to give it more ‘angles’ and I fire up my PP and start to edit the scenes. Most of the times the boys know and consented, sometimes I just ‘fug it’ and record anyway, some would protest, some just let me record anyway.
Talk about time passing by.
The last time I actually write about something was back in 2014.
The other day, when Ashton decided not to talk to me yet again. I thought I should write something.
Yeah, I somewhat got together with Ashton. After Ashton sent me his last message two weeks ago, I tried to recall how did we get together. I remembered I was dating L, then someone in between, then Nelson, then had that fling with Milo, then Julian then Ashton. I was searching frantically for pictures during that period of time, in 2008 and subsequently in 2013 to find any pictorial proofs of my boys.