Kargador

I met someone today at the town. Haha. At first look, he's undeniably a gay head turner. A huge gay magnet (for me). His job is to carry heavy things, which makes his frame beefy, and it complements his total look.

This is the second time *i think* that I got attracted to oriental looking men. He deserved it anyway. 'Hoorah'. ;)

Here he is on side view:

First comment: 'Ang laki ng braso nya!', and those chinky eyes. Sheeet! His small, ripped shirt also made a wierd turn on for me. Haha. I wanted to take out his phone badly(tucked inside his shorts, as seen in the picture) and get his freakin' number. 

Here he is on front view. 

Notice something? The print on his shirt? It says:

'Umiikot ang tao sa pera, pati bakla pinatulan na', which is roughly translated to: Hey, I have sex with men for money. Wanna take me home? Hahaha. 

Sorry for that blatant statement, but I do wish my gut feeling is right about this guy. Hahaha. Excuse me for my carnal desires. I guess it's part of this stupid state, being a closeted gay guy. I don't know if I'm the only one experiencing this, but I get to feel the 'need' each time I see a potential guy. Like this one here. 

Hmmn. I guess that's all for now. Bon apetit everyone. <3

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Record Keeper

Hello guys. It's another one lazy sunday morning... I'm still experiencing the hangover from yesterday's drinking affair and I have a secret to share. I don't know if this is normal, but everytime I get drunk, I often glance at women and give them the stare. Does that make me straight? When I'm drunk I tend to have the courage to touch women and dance with them..  But only when I'm drunk. It's like another personality inside of me emerges. Sounds like possession right? Should I call a priest? I can't explain it... What I do know is that I should reduce this drinking habit. I can feel my belly going bigger and bigger because of this..

Previously that day, there were lots of people gathered on the gymnasium. There was some type of festival going on. I saw basketball games, tennis games, etc..

As I looked around the place, I saw the badminton court, and it captured my attention. Well technically 'someone' caught my attention.

He was standing outside the court and positioned himself in the middle of the court where he could see both teams play. It was then that I realized he was a scorer/record keeper.

He was short, white, with thick eyebrows and a mysterious gaze. Hispanic features are prominent, especially the nose. From one look alone I can feel something in him.

After the badminton game, he approached his friends. They were going for the volleyball court
 It seemed like it was lunchtime and most of the players were eating, so the v- court was free to be played.

They set up teams and I realized that the other team was missing a player, so I took the opportunity to play with them.

As the game went on, both of us shared glances with each other. (BTW  a guy playing volleyball is a dead give-away that he's gay, 90% of the time). There were no people at that time so I had the courage to play too.

1:00 passed and most of the players were returning to the court, it was also the sign that our game would soon be over. And after a few minutes, everyone stopped playing.

Before he left, he looked at me, reached for his cp inside his pocket, and walked outside. I don't know if that was a signal of some sort but what I know is that I should have taken his number.

I sure hope he reads this right now. (Which is a very slim possibility because of the 'remoteness' of this place).

Here's his picture.

Obviously by looking at the picture, you can see that I am risking the anonymity of where I am but it doesn't matter! I can risk everything just so I can get his number. Urrgh. 

Siya na sana si first love. <3. <3

Help! Expert advice needed!

pOMG! This has got to be the most frustrating and exhilirating period of my life here at work. Bckakandnjakbc! I don't know what to do.. I'm so badly in need of advice. Please help!

Here goes the story.. I was peacefully doing my work in my first job when suddenly, a guy caught me off guard

He was tall, medium built, not that 'gwapo', but he can be compared to average looking orientals. Chinky eyes. Light skin. And prominent hair that resembled a korean popstar's minus the hair color.

Remember when I told you that my work involved men doing very physical work? Well, he was doing exactly that! He  wore this sleeveless shirt that showed his muscles with minimal veins showing at the skin.

He was such a turn on. Urrgh!!! It was my first time to show feelings for oriental looking men. Maybe because his physique helped in uplifting his overall aura. And the way he smiled. He somehow reminded me of 'korean teleseryes' when I see his face.

The real problem is this. I kept glancing at him, and somehow he also glances back. Everytime I look at him, somehow he manages to look back. That act alone kinda gave me away. I can't help it. I can't help looking at him.

After work, he talked to me and asked for my number. Take note, he said this in front of my co-worker girls. F*ck! It's good that he did that because I was thinking of getting his number too, but in front of other people? Can't he just wait for me to be alone? Uurgh. Before giving my number, I asked him why he wanted it and he said that he was just 'making friends' with me. To not look awkward in front of the girls, I obliged and gave him my number.

A few hours later, he texted me. We had a few conversations before he asked me a question which I knew would happen sooner or later.

"Sir, wag ka magalit ha. Tanong ko lang, gay ka?"

Sheeeet. As a closeted gay, this means defeat. I  let my guard off. The gayness in me showed up carelessly. As hard as it is. As much as I'd like to say YES, my answer was..

"Hindi oy.." To which he replied: "Ok lang man na gay sir. Bigay man yan ni Lord. Accept man kita kung ganyan ka.."

Another WTF statement right? Does that mean he was gay too? Does that mean he also has feelings for me? Impossible. Maybe he's just playing with me. What if I reveal myself? What would happen if his peers knew. It would spread like wildfire..

Our conversation ended abruptly when I backfired a statement. I asked him a question if he ever had a gay lover because he was so keen on finding out if I was gay or not. He just answered: "wala oy" to which I replied: "joke lang gani.." But he never texted back.

How can I show that I like him but not really show that I'm gay? Did I just ruin a potential relationship? Huhuhu. I can't sleep now.

What if he's really into me and I'm just so overprotective about myself? Or what if this is just a plan to find out the doubts of his peers and answer the question that stirs their curiosity? What if this was a plot to show everyone that I am GAY.

I'm not ready for this. I know that I'm gay but I'm still not ready to show myself to the world. I don't know when I will be ready..
Gays out there. Please. A little guidance would help. Help me in this very crucial part of my life



We'll see each other again tomorrow. i don't know what to do. I don't know if I can even put a straight face in front of him.

You can always email me at davaokiddo@gmail.com

huhuh

CND: Vin

Hello guys. This is another segment of CND: Crush Ni Davaokiddo.

Today I want to feature this guy. I first saw him on a birthday. He was a fat kid then. He caught my attention because he was mestizo. That pale skin and pinkish lips never failed to flatter me. Urrgh. Even then, when he was still chubby, I already considered him as a crush. BTW, the birthday that he attended was of my relatives. Later that day, I discovered that our families are distant relatives branching of on the same tree, which makes us blood related.

Clue: The first letter of his last name starts with "A". One of his grandparents (and I don't know which one) is an owner of a school in Davao that starts with letter M, where Marine and Aeronautics courses are usually known (although I'm not sure if they still offer this today).

I decided to share him today because his account managed to show up on my facebook home (we're fb friends). A picture of him and his girlfriend popped out of nowhere. My further investigation led me to his Instagram account and I can't imagine how hot he had been after all these years!

He's literally so hot, that I'm blazing on fire right now. Lol!

Presenting: Vin

Kiss mark on the cheek <3

Him with his gym buddies,

Let's not forget his current instagram profile picture...

Y'all drooling now right? Haha. Of course you would. Who wouldn't drool on that handsome face, chiseled body of perfection, and his obviously 'high-class' status in society? Yep. by saying 'high-class' I mean they're rich. :) I just don't understand why his face isn't featured on any davao fanpages idolizing cute, fresh and handsome men..

But bekis all around the world, I must inform you that he already has a girlfriend which is quite sad on your part. Haha.

 I do hope that one day, he'll show up on the same party so that I can formally introduce myself to him.. Eeee.<3. I'll wait for that day. :)) Who knows, maybe we'll be great friends in the future. *crossing fingers*

This is davaokiddo, saying good night! Keep safe guys.

My Fairytale

Remember my trip once in Manila? I had been there because I attended a seminar about something I cannot share.

I remember staying in the Malate area. I slept at the cheapest place I could find on the net and I succeeded. Not only was it cheap but it was also a 'tripadvisor' recommended place.

At first I didn't know what that 'tripadvisor' tag meant but as soon as I checked-in the idea sunk in me.

It was a place where foreigners of different nationalities usually go to. We were in a group but I felt naked as we walked across the lobby area where a group of foreign nationals looked upon us.

I felt naked and I hated it. It's like foreigners are my kryptonite. My eternal weakness.

As I put my things inside my room, I saw tall blonde and brunette men in white towels,with wet hair that just got out of the shower. They walked in front of me and surprisingly, their room was right next to mine! They were probably europeans because they spoke differently. I've had online tutorial courses with german speaking and I can distinctly hear the same intonation when they talk.

Trivia: European men are on my top list as the most hottest men in earth. Country specifically of interest is on Germany. Hahaha!

As much as I praised them for their appearance, I also got the time to appreciate mine. Because, when I was there, I looked like the foreigner. Their stares meant that I too was pleasing their eyes. My sun kissed skin, my face.. Hahaha. Or not.. But I'd like to think the positive side of the story.

What I liked more about being in Manila is that you get to see other nationals. It was like a melting pot of different people and culture. It was all good during the day but, when night came.. Well, let's just say that it traumatized me. VERY different from Davao!

Malate = Red Light District.
No wonder a writer tagged Manila as the Gate  of Hell. Pun intended.

So summing it up, I conclude that the trip was memorable and fun. You'll know the feeling when you go and try it yourself. Earn experiences and live life to the fullest, just like this group of teens enjoying a foam party.

I wish I was in the middle of them though :) 

This is davaokiddo, saying goodnight! Keep safe y'all. 

As a 20-ish human

Hooray. I survived my first month as an employee. As a hard earning citizen of the Philippines, I mostly devote my time and money to family.

15% of my income goes to me, and the rest goes to family. Yes I have plans for the future, but knowing that we are financially 'broken', I consider this days as null days. Days in which I must first think of my family before myself.

Being a Filipino, I know I'm not the only one in this situation. It's not that I don't like giving back to family. I love my family as much as I love myself. However, what I hate the most is this system: Filipino's being trapped in this 'rat race'.

I hope that someday, future Filipinos would put this current economic state in history books and live on as one of the first world countries in Earth.

As I stare at the full moon and write this entry, I can't help but feel scared about what the future holds for me. Would I succeed in life? Would I be happy growing old? What would my life-turning decisions be? Will I finally reveal myself?

The last statement still haunts me as I write this...

Senti mode,

Davaokiddo.

CND: Ken M.

Hey guys, today's another segment of Crush Ni Davaokiddo, CND for short. I've been wanting to post this kid for a while but I got busy with work so it was delayed. Haven't you noticed something different? Yep. That's right. I am starting to post only their first names so that I am the only one who can stalk them. Haha. If you know them personally, then good for you! :)

I saw this kid's account via a mutual friend. When I first looked at him, I immediately thought 'artistahin' because he really looks like one.

He's not your typical moreno boy. There's something about him that gives full vibrance to surroundings or places he goes to. I can feel it. 'Char lang'.

Presenting.... Ken

These pics are from his younger years.  'Gwapo no?' For me, I think he is really handsome Because I rarely fall for moreno types. 'Pili lang ang mga type kong moreno'. I'M MOSTLY INCLINED WITH MESTIZO MEN. 'Fuck my Spanish Colonilaistic mentality'.

Ok, moving on.. Here he is now,

Saw some changes? Only his facial hair! But the cute, young boyish vibe never faded away, all thanks to that gorgeous smile! I love him already, even if I haven't met him personally. That 3rd photo you see is a picture when he was a contestant on an abs-cbn segment called: Bidang Pogi. :) 

PS: It's now 8:00 am and I still need to wash my dirty clothes for work tomorrow. Lovelots my dear closets, bi's, gays, gals out there. Keep safe. This is davaokiddo signing out! <3

Men at Work

As i open up myself slowly through this blog, I begin to feel confidence within myself. But that confidence cannot equal the fear of revealing myself out to the public.

Imagine yourself, a gay person, working in an environment with lots of men. You may think of me as slutty, but you cannot deny the fact that if you were in my place, you'll absolutely feel horny as hell.

Hormones, adrenalin rush, i don't know what to call it. All I know is that I always have fantasies whenever I go to sleep and dream of the men that I see during the day.

As you may know, and for those who recently followed my blog, I work in an industry where men are prevalent. You can see all types of men here. Small, tall, boy next door, Daddies, etc. Any gay guy's fantasy dreamland as you call it.

THE MECHANIC

So here I was, trying to 'fit in' and act as normal as possible. Manly as possible. When I come across a guy who was doing a repair with a car.

There's nothing more manly than seeing a guy doing dirty work, handling gears and body covered with grease and sweat, yep. One of my favorite types. Here he is.

Notice the tattoo on his right shoulder? *wink*

THE GUARD

The next guy you're about to see is also a cutie. He says he once worked in Davao as a security guard and he boasts of seeing women in their bikinis. He showed the typical alpha male behavior which I liked and being a closet guy, just went with the flow. Boasting of similar experiences when spending time at the beach 'which was a big lie'. 

While talking to him, I can't help but stare, to the point where my 'gayness' ia showing, which I hoped he did not feel or sense at all! 

Without further ado, here he is.

That haircut, that facial hair, that tall and slenser physique. Yum!

Gay guru's out there! Please teach me how to seduce straight guys. I don't think I can live on this place anymore without bursting. It's like all my hormones, adrenalin rush, and etc are building up inside of me, like gas inside a pressure cooker. Lewl. Maybe this is because of the fact that I haven't truly experienced what it was like to be fully gay when I was younger. I can't quite put it to words but I know that I feel this right now. I feel the rush inside me. The need. The craving. Am I bad thinking of these stuff? Should I feel sorry about myself? I don't know what to think anymore..

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