Incested Me

(Foreword: This post have vivid and explicit parts so by reading this, you are acknowledging that you are in the right age and is capable of reading the post. Cheers.)

Let me tell you a story way back when I was younger.

Sexual urges is common on young teens, especially when they are in the adolescent stage. However, I was the mere 1% of the population whose only interest is playing video games or watch TV during my vacant time.

My inclination to sexual behavior awakened because of my cousin. We'll name him Roy on this post.

Roy is a cousin of mine on my mother's side. He's a close friend of my younger brother from then until now. They always play basketball and do stuff together like make jokes or do silly/stupid things.
I wasn't really attracted to Roy physically. To me, he's just a cousin of whom you can enjoy spending time with.

By looking at him, his prominent features are his height, moreno skin, jock type of body, and his uber long nose. He is witty, easy to be with, and definitely the kind of guy that would do anything for money (most of the time). He's the type of guy that is known by everybody because of his personality. A 'people-type' person.

I consider him one of the reasons for me to realize that I am gay. We started touching each other when I was in my highschool years and he was in his late elementary years. He taught me how to kiss, but it never got too sexual. The details of which, I intend to show on a separate post.. He isn't gay by the way. He's as straight as a metal ruler.

Fast forward. Here comes May 13, 2015. I'm now a professional, working far away from Davao and is currently having my home leave, while he is still studying in college and spends vacation here in Davao as well.

It was a hot afternoon, I was browsing the internet when he sent me a message on facebook, telling me to treat him.

Roy: Kuya, asa naman ang libre diha? Nag home leave man diay ka.
Me: Hahaha. Shot lang baya ang akong ilibre.
Roy: Sige. Shot lang man diay. Hahaha. RH ha.
Me: Haha. Mu-shot na diay ka karon?
Roy: Oo uy. Haha. Nagtuon-tuon na ko.
Me: Sige-sige libre nako. Asa man nimo gusto?
Roy: Sa MTS nalang..
Me: Chox. Text-text lang ta unya.
Roy: Sige..

And as easy as that, we had our deal. A feeling in my stomach suddenly surged. Ideas were planted on my mind that isn't normal for me. To sum it up, it can be explained by a saying that goes like this: KAPAG MAY ALAK, MAY BALAK. 

9:00 pm. We met at their house. He was wearing a plain shirt and basketball shorts. He looked so simple, yet his over-all aura is so appealing. We waited for a friend of him to come (he invited someone, so that it wouldn't be akward for the two of us drinking) but he never really showed up. We decided to proceed without him and then we rode a jeepney going to MTS. Finally, we arrived at the place, and I was surprised to see so many people crowded on the Taboan area. At first we didn't have a table because of the vast number of people occupying the tables but thankfully, we found a sweet spot at Jickongs. (the one with the mirror mounted at the wall).

We ordered a bucket of Red Horse, three platters of French fries, and a plate of Sisig. We laughed together with the audience whenever the gay comedians cracked jokes on the stage. I also noticed a group of gay men near our table taking short and piercing glances on our direction. It was an uncanny feeling, but we just ignored it. Roy even proposed to mingle with them and persuade them to pay for our drinks.. Hahaha. He truly is a daredevil, which made me think positively of my plans later to happen that night.

We were in the middle of our drinking and we were both sitting side by side. I took this opportunity to look at his crotch and it looked so promising. With the basketball shorts on, a person can really see the shape of a man's thing especially when he is sitting. The temperature suddenly rose up and I found myself wiping of the sweat forming on my forehead.

We were on our last bottle. He was already complaining that his head was spinning. "That's a good sign" I told myself. When the last drop of alcohol was consumed, we immediately went outside and rode a taxi. He then acted awkwardly and asked me where he would sit. Should he be on the front or on the back? I responded that we should sit together at the back, and he obliged.

He chatted with the taxi driver first, before falling asleep (or pretending to fall asleep). He leaned his shoulder close to mine, that gave me 'go signal'. I proceeded touching his hand. I made upward and downward movements on his palm using my index finger. The finger then moved to his knee and from there I made a circular motion. Not long after that, I saw a bulge forming under his shorts despite the darkness inside the cab...

1:00am. We arrived at their house. I told him I would stay at his place and he agreed. His father woke up and opened the gate for us. We slept at different couches, but parallel to one another at their living room. The lights went out, and then a long silence began. I waited for minutes until I was sure that everyone was sleeping. I stood up and walked towards him. I was aggressive enough not to wait any longer (and I know he was too). I pulled down his pants and I felt his throbbing dick in my hands. I used my cellphone to properly see his dick and his dick is proportionally big, perfectly shaped, and reaches his belly button. "The perfect dick".

I was nervous, because that was my first blowjob. I smelled his dick before swallowing and it was addictive. In, out, in out.. I almost puked each time I swallow. I kept in mind to make this 'the best performance' of my life as much as possible. After the next minutes, I began to notice that he pushes his dick further into my mouth, which made my body burn so badly. It's like I was having a fever.

His dick was all wet from the BJ I gave him, then I couldn't help myself. I sat on him and carefully pointed his dick on my hole.. Take note, this was done (bareback). That was my first anal experience. I dunno why but I felt like I wanted to be a bottom for him. I admit, it was painful at first, but the faster and the longer you push the dick in and out of you makes it feel good. Urrgghh..

The final act was a handjob, with mixed fast and slow movements of my hand to keep him from cumming to soon..

After almost 30 minutes of hand-jobbing him, I felt a slippery liquid slide down my hand. Too bad I didn't see the cumshot (because of the pitch black environment). Despite this, I still continued the handjob, till I was certain that there were no more coming out.

After the sex, I cleaned him up, wiped off the semen on his tummy, then put back his clothes and let him sleep for the rest of the night. I then lay down on the other couch, stared at the ceiling and was having trouble sleeping. Minutes passed and then I just realized that I was closing my eyes and my muscles were now relaxed. I was falling asleep.

Morning came, but I didn't.  (If you know what I mean).
I woke him up and told him that I would now go back home. He smiled at me with half-awake eyes and said thanks for the drinking session that night.

His smile gave me a subtle message. I think he was trying to tell me that the blowjob was good, and that he wants another one in the future. HAHAHA (crossing fingers).

I chatted with him on facebook that afternoon, and the conversation went like this:

Me: Hi Roy. Salamat sa pagkuyog kagabii. Unsa imo last na madumduman diay?
Roy: Haha. Yawards sakita sa akong ulo oy. Igo ra ko natulog gabii. Nakasuka pa gani ko.
Me: Nakasuka ka? Sure ba. Wala man lagi nako nakita nga nisuka ka.
Roy: Haha. Abi gani nako kita ka. Hahaha
Me: Unsay last nimo naremember diay?
Roy: Natulog na ko. Hahaha.
Me: Aw. Hahaha. Okay. Unya, muusab pa kag inom-inom?
Roy: Haha. Di nako oy. Next century napod.
Me: Haha. Sure ba?
Roy: Hahaha. Lagi kay mag basketball player pa ko. Hahaha
Roy: Di bitaw, kapoy pa run, daghan pa me mga dula ug asikaso ko sa akong pa enroll. Next bakasyon napud. Hahaha.
Me: Hahaha. Okay.

So what do you think of the conversation guys? Do you think that the affair was just for one night, or is he still just in denial and his mind would change in the future?

One thing is for sure though. When I had my first blowjob, I realized that I can't live without it. The same should also happen for him. I'm sure of that. I know because we're cousins! I know him now more than ever. The important question therefore would be, on who would he choose to have sex with, his cousin? Or his future girlfriend? Only time can tell. :)

This is davaokiddo. Sharing his woes in life. If you wanna send me a message, you can contact me at: davaokiddo@gmail.com. Keep safe everyone! Lovelots.

PS: Because I love you guys, I wanna show you a picture of me and my cousin. :) Here we are. Taken last year. (That's my hand on his shoulder) LOL.

CND: In the name of the Father

Good day guys. This post should actually have been uploaded during the time when the Pope came here in the Philippines. Why? because I read an article about a handsome priest/seminarian reading a phrase in the bible, as part of the mass ceremony. (although I can't pinpoint the exact word/term for that).

Because of my curiosity, I did some digging and found out his complete name, then looked him up on facebook, and Viola! Instant crush indeed! :)

I wonder why there are so many good looking guys who would like to be a priest. My father would alway tell me to go to seminary school and be a priest because I don't have a girlfriend at my age. And I quote: (Gwapo man unta ka Kuya, tangkad pud, unya wala jud uyab. Pag pari nalang kuya. Parionon jud ka ba)

I guess he now has hints of me not being straight. Anyway, that's a story for another post. Today let's just admire this new "crush" of mine. His name is KP.

Those eyes! That beard! *drools*.. (He even has chest hair!! mi gusto).

He looks like an indian/turkish national. A face like that could catch many girls (and gays) out there.. Diba? So gwapo talagaaa!! 

Here's a picture of him with his friends:

I heard many stories of guys (in the closet) that chose priesthood to shield themselves of their true identities. Would I be one of them too? Sheeet. I hope not... Darn. Of all the places in the world, why was I born here in the Philippines? With people so close-minded about things that other nations already accepted and deemed "normal" in their society. 

One day.. Just one day.. I'll go out of this place and leave the closet behind..

-davaokiddo

Happy Araw ng Davao 2015!

Good morning Dabawenyos! Happy 2x Araw ng Dabaw sa ating lahat!

Where would you guys go in this very special day of our city? (FACT: This was the day that Davao gained independence and was declared Davao City). I only have six (6) more days before I go back to my workplace, and I still haven't spent the time roaming around in the city.

If you have some awesome suggestions on where to go, just email me right away.

-davaokiddo

CND: S.A

Hey fellas. It's me again, davaokiddo at your service. It's been a long time since I posted here on my blog, so today I wanna post my very   special segment: Crush Ni Davaokiddo.

I was browsing my facebook page when I saw one of my girl friends posting a status about a guy. I was intrigued by his name because it wasn't a common name.

As I clicked to view his profile, I was amazed. Haha. I just saw something in him that made me wanna be THAT young again.

He's a basketball player btw, as you can see later on the pics below. He has an athletic body common for a typical filipino male teen with a sport.

He kinda looks oriental, but his skin is filipino (which I guess might be contributig to his major apeal factor).

Ladies, Gays and Closets out there, here he is.

:) gwapo diba? kung maka teen crush lang ako, sobrang wagas!

Notice anything different? Starting from now I'm going to put watermarks on the pictures that I upload. For publicity purposes. :)

Keep safe everyone. - davaokiddo

Bagito :)

Today's the day I'm leaving Davao for work. As I sit here watching my family's smiles on their faces, I can't help but feel anxiety as I leave. Urghhh. I'll miss Davao. I'll miss my family..

I'll also miss riding the jeepney. (Because I don't ride jeepneys going to work). Speaking of, I saw many "bagito's" as I traveled around Davao using the jeepney. But out of all of them, I only captured a picture of one guy. Hahaha..

I guess he is a tween. Mestizo beauty. Those eyebrows. That ear piercing. Those lips..  <3 <3 <3

Gays out there! What's his name? I'm pretty sure he's well known. His face and porma can surely bring him to a popularity status. I need his name so I can stalk him!! Hahaha. 

"New Year na, igat pa rin ako." Wew. Magliligpit pa ako ng gamit. Eto na siguro ang last blog post ko before ako babalik sa work.. Regards sa lahat ng followers ko. 

To all the closet guys like me out there. Keep the flame burning. We'll find our way soon. There's hope. 

This is davaokiddo, preppin' my things and travel later back to work. Keep safe! Lovelots. Mwaaa. :)

CND: Beach Guys

Happy New Year to all the people who follows this blog! Here I am again, davaokiddo, making this favorite segment of mine: Crush Ni Davaokiddo.

It will be 1 day from now till I head back to my working place.. It's kinda sad leaving Davao for work. Sometimes, I regret working far but it's the only thing that keeps my family alive, so I must.

The days that I spent here has got to be the best holiday season I've spent so far with my loved ones. Although sleep was less, (which was supposedly my ultimate goal of having the vacation leave), it was still all worth it. Even the tanning of my skin because of going to the beach was worth it.

Yes. You heard that right. We went to the beach. A day after new year. That was our family's tradition. All of my relatives went, and the food that was served that time was the leftover of the new year's celebration.

We were at Gulf View Beach Resort that time, and the people were overwhelming. Here's a picture displaying the number of people that time. 

Is there anything odd in the picture? Most of the pinoys would say no, but in the eye's of a foreigner, it's strange. Why? It's because they would wonder why at that type of weather (cloudy and clearly devoid of sun) many would choose to go to the beach. Even this type of weather gave me tanned skin. How much more if it were blazing hot that time. (sigh).

I carried with me my DSLR Camera that time. I was walking along the shoreline with my sunglasses (even if there was no sun) and looked for cuties, which were apparently plenty.

One of them caught the apple of my eye. Here he is. 

Cute right? If only I had a lens that can capture far away objects... 

Aside from him. I also saw this one sitting all alone. Deeply thinking of something, or maybe he's just getting my attention.. (Because he kept glancing at me the moment he stood up).

These were just a few of the guys I saw that time. Too bad I need to make another method to shoot guys using my SLR Camera without attracting too much attention. *sigh*

Time check. 12:37 am. Too late. I must sleep na guys. Again, I wanna greet all of you a very Happy New Year! This is davaokiddo, signing out..

Rakista sa MTS

Currently, I had spent 5 days of my home leave here in Davao and I must say that there had been so many changes in the past 2 months that I had been away.

Examples:

The billboard and commercial building at Ulas.

Jollibee beside CALTEX, still at Ulas

McDonalds branch at NCCC Mall of Davao

My December 25 was spent on the following activities: Watching a movie and nightlife (which was lacking from my company's residence). My friends and I decided to watch Praybeyt Benjamin because it was fun (daw). At first you would get upset because you have to join the long line before going inside the cinema, but if you start seeing the movie itself, all your drained energy and frustration from falling in line pays off. 

However, I was disappointed because all of the cinemas in the country shows "Filipino Only" movies. Hence the term: Metro Manila Film Festival. Although it boosts nationalism, the Philippine film industry should also make the movie (which costs 3 american dollars), worth watching. 

FYI: We're decades behind the technology that other countries use to make their films. Urrgh.  

 (A picture showing the line that people make to watch movies in the cinemas)

I was a frequent mall goer when I was young, and I can say that mall goers today are different from the ones I saw back then. Today, I saw a lot of foreign nationals walking amongst Filipinos. A sight that I only saw when I was having my vacation in Cebu. A reason for this trend is because of urbanization in Davao. Nowadays, there are a handful of condominiums and housing that are available for people to live in. DAVAO IS TRULY AMAZING! Life is really here!!

After watching the movie, we headed for the ANNEX building of SM and we saw a show near the giant christmas trees featuring pretty fairies, cosplayers, and mascots of different fastfood chains dancing and singing to the tune of the Christmas season. As I was also observing the place, there were plenty of cute, and handsome men roaming around the place.

"How did Davao City become a haven of beautiful men?" I thought to myself. After the show, the public was allowed to have pictures with the crew of the show. I quickly grabbed my camera and shot the cute candy guys among the crowd. Here they are. :)

(sweet and delicioso)

Later that day, we decided to go to MTS and spend the night drinking liquor and enjoy the wonderful music that I missed when I was away.. We ended up at Taboan inside MTS. We were near the stage that time so we can have a clear view of the band performing that night. Immediately, my eyes met with one of the band member. The one wearing glasses and holding the guitar. His aura is so, so manly. His testosterone levels are 100% guaranteed.

His family was watching him all throughout the performance. I can't help but stare at him while he plays with his guitar, and my fixed gaze was so "piercing" that he too, glances back at me. (waaah! kinikilig ako!!) I must know his name!!

Guys! If you happen to know the band's name, or that guy's name, please let me know ASAP. LOL.

I guess that's all for now. Merry Christmas to all of you my dear readers/followers. We had survived a year of still hiding in the closet. Till next year! Lovelots. Keep safe.

-Davaokiddo

email: davaokiddo@gmail.com