The One that Bitches

Wow, been a while since I have updated. (I know this phrase is starting to sound so cliched) Little would I have guessed that I earned the title of a Princess, such an honor! Well, at least I'm not an Auntie - you know, those that yap yap yap in the wet market non-stop? They are, quite at the other end of the spectrum.

There are theories, regarding the reason why there have been so much lag in my blog (ironically some are from people who do not even blog themselves!):

That my blog is only used to find a BF.
Which retard uses his blog to find a bf? Heck I can't even know anyone new from blogging.

The truth is, I guess I got tired of blogging for a while, especially when people start using my own words here against me, or worse still displaying all sorts of low intelligence behavior by inferring my posts wrongly. If you think I'm talking about you, there's a higher chance that I am not rather than I am.

If you haven't realized, Sotongball has never failed to keep his entries as positively toned as possible. What's the point of using your blog to bitch about someone openly? Your target really deserves much less attention that you are giving him, or her for that matter.

Furthermore, Sotongball has a kind of bad habit when blogging is concerned: he would not think it's worth anyone's time to read his blog if he's just whining about how miserable his job is, how much he hates someone, how depressed or lonely is he. I'm sure you might be disappointed to learn that STB thinks the downs in his life (if there's even any) should be kept out of his blog. (Still, not that this deters any big mouths from speculating and spotlighting the otherwise harmless STB, just because STB does not get pissed doesn't mean he can be a target of gossips). Nor hardly will you find STB's word count in one post shorter than ten of the posts added together in some other so-called blogs.

Sotongball cares for your mouth because he certainly does not want you to get slapped by being so trigger happy. At the same time do him a favor because so far he have always had your (means you, you and... especially you!) best interest in his heart. The point is: please think faster than you speak/type, I know it is near impossible, but do it please?

The One on Redemption (Part 9)

A year has passed and Julian did not manage to see Sylvester since the day he left.

But he had managed to meet Vernetta a couple of times and both of them were even starting to talk again albeit as friends.

Vernetta had come to terms with Julian’s sexuality and she knew she could never shut Julian out of her life with what they had shared before. Julian felt blessed that he had Vernetta’s understanding and forgiveness, thus he made sure that he would always be around for her when the needs arises.

After picking Vernetta up from Charmaine’s place and towards the airport, Julian asked, “So where are you flying to?”

Vernetta smiled sweetly as usual and replied, “Thanks for picking me up. I am flying to Venice for a month. Maybe I will get myself a romantic guy there to propose to me and I will not be back! How nice if it really happens? So you still did not manage to locate Sylvester after a year?” Vernetta asked.

Julian took a quick look at the still as radiant Vernetta and nodded, “Simon, my colleague who was his counselor after Sylvester requested for a change, told me that he had successfully completed his term and had found a job. So in a way, I am very glad that he is getting on fine.”

“Then what about you? How are you getting on? You are going to wait only for Sylvester, right? All other guys are of no attraction to you?” Vernetta quipped.

Julian smiled a little and parked his car at the open air car park outside Changi Airport.

They entered the bustling departure hall, it was a Saturday and it seemed a lot of people were going aboard.

Julian felt as if he needed a vacation soon, and walked Vernetta to the departure gate.

A familiar figure stood at a far corner and fixed his gaze at the couple since Julian and Vernetta walked in.

His gaze followed them to the departure gate and never allowed his view of them to be blocked.

He saw Vernetta kissing Julian at his cheeks before she entered the gate and he quickly walked towards Macdonalds when Julian waved goodbye to Vernetta and walked away.

Julian had a sudden crave for french fries so he headed towards the direction of Macdonalds.

He joined the queue and was thinking to himself that he really needed a nice vacation to get recharged.

When it was his turn at the counter, he looked up at the guy behind the counter and both Julian and the service guy’s eyes met and were shocked.

The guy, wearing Macdonalds’ uniform complete with a cap, was Sylvester!

Both of them stood there speechless and it was till the person behind Julian, voiced his displeasure of waiting too long, did Julian regained his composure.

He hastily ordered coffee and Sylvester got it done as soon as he could.

Julian took one last look at Sylvester after the latter returned him his change, he got a seat nearest to the counter and fixated his sight on Sylvester, worried that Sylvester might disappeared again.

Julian’s coffee turned cold but he did not bother to even look at it, he was looking at Sylvester all these while.

Sylvester looked even better now, his once listless eyes were now bright and attentive.

His nice dimples seemed to get even deeper and his thick eye bushes seemed darker.
His curly eye lashes looked curlier and his once lean jaw looked fuller now.

Sylvester even seemed to have built up his mass, he looked so much more muscular now, his short sleeve uniform could not even contain his bulging biceps and Sylvester looked even tanner and fitter.

Julian’s stares was making Sylvester uneasy, he saw Julian earlier when he went to the toilet.

He had never expected to see Julian again, at least not at the airport.

He was transferred to the outlet for a day and when he saw Julian with Vernetta, he too spotted the difference.

Both Vernetta and Julian seemed to have lost weight from what he saw from a distance away but he was more concerned about Julian.

Julian seemed to have aged, his once tight taut tanned body seemed to have shrunk but still looked fantastic for a man approaching his thirties. And when Julian was at the counter, Sylvester thought he saw visible eye wrinkles on Julian but Julian still exuded the manly charms.

Time seemed to pass slowly and Sylvester couldn’t wait for his shift was over, it had been over 3 hours now and Julian had not left.

Julian was waiting for Sylvester and Sylvester knew that when he saw the coffee that Julian had ordered not been touched.

When it was time for Sylvester to knock off, he knew he could not avoid Julian so he made no such attempt.

Julian walked out of Macdonalds behind Sylvester, both of them did not say anything till Sylvester was waiting for his sky train.

“Sylvester, can I drive you home? I have a lot of things to tell you. Please?” Julian pleaded.

Sylvester nodded.

They walked towards the car park in silence and when they got inside the car, Sylvester was frantically trying to think of something to say but Julian got to it first, “How are you? Where have you been? I have been looking for you for one whole year!”

With that, Julian buried his face onto the steering wheels and cried.

Sylvester was taken aback and he placed his hands on Julian’s shoulders, “I am fine, really. I have completed my programme and gotten a job at Macdonalds. Simon got me a rented room and I am fine. I am really sorry to have walked out on you that day but I knew you would be in a difficult position if I don’t leave. And I saw you with Vernetta earlier so I know I made a right decision of leaving you then.”

Julian wiped off his tears and said, “You saw us earlier? Why didn’t you call out to me earlier? If I didn’t make a detour to Macdonalds, you were going to avoid me again? Why are you doing this to me? Why are you so cruel?”

Sylvester panicked and tears welling in his eyes, “I don’t have a choice. I couldn’t yell out to you when you were with Vernetta. Both of you still looked so much in love and I wouldn’t want to come in between both of you.”

“What in love? I have told Vernetta all about us! I told her the truth the night you left. This past year, Vernetta and I are nothing more than just close friends, she forgave me and gave me her blessings. I drove her here as a friend, she is just a friend.”

Sylvester could not believe what he had just heard, “Really? You told her about us? She forgave you? You mean you have been searching for me for the past year to tell me this? That you choose to live your life with me?”
Julian hugged Sylvester tightly and said in between sobs, “Yes. You light up my life and showed me who I am. You gave me what I have yearned for and I know I love you more than anyone else. I couldn’t deceive Vernetta of who I am but I know I must be truthful to who I love. And that is you! Please don’t leave me again, you had made me suffered enough this past year. Please stay with me and love me just as much as I love you!”

Sylvester’s tears rolled down his cheeks and he declared, “I love you too! I love you too! I was thinking about you every night since the night I left, I dreamt about the times we had together and I would cried myself to bed. I hated myself for giving you up so easily but that’s because I love you so much!”

Both of them hugged and cried in each other arms for a long time, they let out all their emotions and did not want to hold back.

Finally, the violent cries slowed down to sobs and they eventually stopped.

Julian looked at Sylvester and wiped off his tears, kissed on his cheeks and said gently, “Let’s not cry anymore, we should be happy that we are back in each other’s arms after a long ordeal. I promise that I will never make you shed a tear from now on and you will do the same to me too, right?”

Sylvester nodded and Julian continued, “Shall we go back to my apartment? I want to have you all to myself.”

They drove back to the apartment and all clothes were off when they were at the doorsteps. They kissed passionately, touching and feeling every single part of their bodies, they made passionate sex that afternoon. They made LOVE.

THE END

Redemption is written by Covantai, who enjoys writing short stories yet having difficulties finding an avenue to post his entries. For more of Covantai, please visit http://covantai.blogspot.com/

The One on Redemption (Part 8)

“Vernetta, shall we not talk about this at this moment? I am really worried about Sylvester.” Julian’s reaction to the proposal surprised Vernetta but she did not pursue further.

They did not manage to locate Sylvester that night and Julian was too preoccupied with thoughts that he too did not sleep that night, leaving Vernetta alone on the queen size bed.

Julian stood at the balcony, looked at the dark sky with few stars, he muttered to himself, “Where are you? Please be safe and nothing untoward happens to you, I wouldn’t know what to do if I lost you for good.”

He did not realize that Vernetta was behind him, with a cup of hot milo for him.

Vernetta moved quietly away from the balcony, left the cup of hot milo on the table and went back to the room.

Julian only went back to bed close to dawn, missing the already cold milo on his way to the room.

He overslept the next day and when he woke up, he got a pleasant surprise from Vernetta.

Vernetta had woken up early and went out to get breakfast for both of them.

Julian felt guilty during the breakfast and broke the silence, “Vern, I really need to tell you something.”

Vernetta looked at Julian and said, “You have not called me Vern for a long time. You have even substituted our names for each other back to when we first knew each other. 1 month is really long enough to change certain status.”

Julian was taken aback by Vernetta’s calm reaction and yet he can’t help but to feel as if Vernetta already knew what he is going to say.

Nonetheless, Julian continued, “It’s not you. It’s my fault. I did not know I have this inclination till Sylvester comes along. I was very happy with you but I found out that I was even happier with Sylvester. I felt like as if Sylvester and I are a family, not the brotherly kind of family, if you know what I mean.”

Vernetta still maintained her calmness and replied, “I knew something was not too right when you suggested bringing Sylvester home. You never bring your charges home, you never allow your personal feelings to be entangled with your work but you had shown all those obviously. Then after last night, I knew how we are going to take our relationship. A woman’s instincts can never be wrong, I can tell you are in love with Sylvester and I thought I would be able to have you back after his disappearance last night but I was wrong.”

“You knew what was going on? How could you tell?” Julian guilty conscience caused him to not dare to look at Vernetta.

Vernetta answered with a weak smile, “I can feel the tension between both of you. I tried to accommodate him into our lives to show my magnanimous and I want my friendliness with him to prove to you that I am capable of accepting all of you. But I am after all not a saint, I ensured that he saw how loving we are together and I wanted him to back out on his accord. I knew going to Paris was a risky move but I took the risk to allow both of you to settle any unfinished business among you. And I knew that I have to come back as a winner. So the marriage proposal was my last resort to bring you back to me.”

Julian finally looked at Vernetta, who at this moment had already started sobbing, “I never knew I would lose my boyfriend to another guy. I even thought that I would never lose you. That’s why I thought of taking the risk to make the trip to Paris at such a time when our relationship was put to the test. But I failed miserably. I have not only lost you, I lost my dignity as a woman too.”

Julian stretched out his hands to hold Vernetta but she pushed them aside, “Don’t touch me. I will pack my things after you leave for work and will be gone before you come back. You can keep or sell off this apartment but you have to return me my share.”

Julian kept his silence for a while then asked, “Where are you going then? Will you be okay? What will happen to us?”

Vernetta wiped off her tears and looked at Julian, “Don’t worry about me. I will be fine. I am a strong woman. We better not talk about our future. There is no more future.”

Vernetta got up from the table and walked to the room and closed it.

Julian cleaned up the table before he left for work, he did not informed Vernetta when he left.

When he reached his office, his colleague told him Sylvester’s case was transferred to another counselor and Sylvester had specifically requested that his contacts not revealed to Julian.

Julian felt as if his world collapsed, he had lost both Vernetta and Sylvester in one day but at least he was relieved that Sylvester did not give up his programme and was willing to continue under a different counselor.

At least he knew that Sylvester was safe.

Julian called Charmaine to check if Vernetta would be staying with her and he got a huge scolding from Charmaine who told him not to disturb Vernetta any more and even scolded Julian a faggot before she hung up on him.

The word faggot hurt Julian badly but he was relieved that Vernetta had someone to take care of her at this moment.

Julian could not concentrate on his work, he felt lost and confused.

He applied for a day off and drove to the beach, he sat there the whole morning, looking at the waves hitting the shore.

He felt the same kind of loneliness and helplessness that Sylvester had told him about. He was thinking of Sylvester, missing him badly and had totally erased Vernetta off his mind.

He stood up and facing the sea, he shouted and shouted to vent out his frustrations and helplessness.
Then he suddenly took off his shirt and jumped onto the sea, swimming against the waves, the pair of pants was immediately wet and started to drag him down but he still continued to swim towards the big ocean.

Then, he was starting to be gasping for air and he paddled in the water to balance his breathing.

His boggled mind started to clear and he realized how stupid he was, he started to swim back to the shore, his powerful strokes revealed he is a strong swimmer and he finally touched the wet sand bed after 20 minutes.

Julian was exhausted when he reached the shore, he collapsed onto the dried sand and laid there, grasping for air.

He never felt this silly and could not believe what he had just done.

He managed to sit up after his breathing was back to normal, he looked at the empty beach and was glad that no one had seen him.

He got up and made his way back to his car and managed to change into a pair of clean boxer.

Sitting inside his car with only his boxer, Julian talked to himself, “I must not do that again, NEVER! I have to wait for Sylvester to come back. I have to wait till Vernetta accepts my apology. I have so many things to complete and I have so many people to care. I must NEVER ever be so silly again!”

to be continued....

Redemption is written by Covantai, who enjoys writing short stories yet having difficulties finding an avenue to post his entries. For more of Covantai, please visit http://covantai.blogspot.com/

The One on Redemption (Part 7)

When Sylvester woke up on the bed he had shared with Julian the previous night, Julian was nowhere in sight.

Sylvester put on his shorts and walked out of the room and saw Julian preparing breakfast.

He tip toed to Julian and hugged him from behind, kissing his neck in the process.

The sensation sent shivers through Julian’s body and he smiled back at Sylvester. “I have made scrambled eggs for us, to replenish all the energies lost last night.” Julian said cheekily.

Sylvester held Julian’s hands and replied, “It is really wonderful to have you with me. You show me the kind of hope that I never know exists.”

Julian kissed Sylvester and mumbled under his breath, “No, it’s you who opened up my world and makes me realized what I have been missing in my life.”

Both of them had their breakfast looking at each other and at times, feeding each other.
They felt they are falling in love and the sweetness of the situation made them see only each other in their eyes.

They did not manage to finish their breakfast as half way through, the sexual tension intensified and they proceeded back to the room to make love again.

Julian spent the rest of the week with Sylvester and they did sports, drink coffee at cafes and Julian brought Sylvester to his workplace too.

They can’t seem to let each other out of their view and did everything together, even showered together and Sylvester learned how to cook under Julian’s guidance.

Sylvester also picked up tennis and squash with Julian as his coach and they swam daily at the condo pool.

Time flew fast for the couple and on the night before Vernetta comes back the following day, Sylvester felt uneasy.

He did not know what was going on in Julian’s mind, how was he going to break the news or handle the situation.

He worried that Julian might choose to stay with Vernetta as it is the social norm and pretended the past month as nothing but pure lust.

Julian slided his arms over Sylvester and asked, “What’s on your mind? You are uncharacteriscally quiet tonight.”

Sylvester kept quiet for a while then asked, “Julian, are you going to talk to Vernetta about us? How are you going to handle whatever is going on between us? Am I asking too much from you?”

Julian kept his silence and did not reply, Sylvester did not persist any further.

They slept in each other’s arms that night and both hoped that tomorrow do not come.
The morning seemed unusually quiet and with a heavy mood, Julian was getting dressed to pick Vernetta from the airport. Sylvester declined to go with Julian and promised to wait for them at home.

When Julian left, Sylvester started to pack his belongings.

He had decided the previous night to opt out of this relationship, he knew he is in love with Julian and Julian had given him the kind of attention and love he had always yearn for.

But he knew that Julian was after all with Vernetta and they have been together for four years, a bond not easy to break.

He felt Julian’s feelings for him were probably lust and not love. He did not want to pressure Julian so Sylvester decided to run away from reality, like he always did.

When Sylvester finally finished his packing, he looked around the apartment and fond memories of the past month reflected upon him, he couldn’t bear to leave and he had no place to go but yet he has to go.

Sylvester took one long breath and walked out of the apartment.

Julian was contemplating what to say to Vernetta when he met her at the airport, seeing her so happy to see him and hugging her in public, Julian just can’t bear to own up his sexuality and he felt guilty towards Vernetta.

He took Vernetta’s heavy luggage and Vernetta clung on to Julian and enjoyed showing off her prized procession to her colleagues.

Vernetta talked about her London and Paris trip on their way back to their apartment and even hinted to Julian that she had bought a special gift for Julian and also something for Sylvester.

Julian opened the door to the empty apartment and was surprised to find Sylvester nowhere in sight.
He began to worry and went to the pool and the courts to search for Sylvester, leaving Vernetta baffled at Julian’s anxiety.

When Julian returned to the apartment looking dejected, Vernetta walked up to him, hugged him and consoled him, “Maybe he went out for a walk or maybe he went to get us some nice dinner? Don’t be so worried. He is a grownup and you are not even his guardian, gives him some freedom. He is doing very well, right? He has not touched those stuffs since he discharged, right? He is on his path to recovery and you have to let go ultimately. Plus, you have me. I should be the one that you should be worrying about.”

“Dear, I have to tell you something.” Julian confessed.

“No. Don’t say anything. Let me say mine first. See what I have gotten for you in Paris?” Vernetta interrupted.

Julian opened the box and inside was a ring sparkling with little diamonds, he looked at Vernetta.

Vernetta smiled, “We have been together for four years and I am certain you are the right man for me, I am tired of my jetting life and will you marry me? Shall we spend our lives as a married couple?”

to be continued....

Redemption is written by Covantai, who enjoys writing short stories yet having difficulties finding an avenue to post his entries. For more of Covantai, please visit http://covantai.blogspot.com/

The One on Redemption (Part 6)

When Julian opened the door to his apartment, Sylvester met Vernetta for the first time.

He was taken aback by her smooth and fair complexion, exuding an aura of a well poised beauty.

Sylvester understood now that he could never be a competitor to Vernetta, he understood why Julian is smitten with her.

Any guys who see Vernetta will be more than willing to kiss her feet and Julian, being such a desirable bachelor, is the perfect match for Vernetta.

Sylvester even felt that if he isn’t falling in love with Julian, he would fall in love with the beautiful Vernetta.

Julian introduced both of them to each other and Vernetta’s easy demeanor instantly made Sylvester at ease.

He could not believe that a beauty like Vernetta has such wonderful characteristics, he had worried that Vernetta might not take too easy on an ex drug addict like him, who happened to crash into Julian and Vernetta’s worlds.

But Vernetta’s friendliness surprised Sylvester and made him even guiltier that he harboured more than friendship for Julian.

“Make yourself at home, sorry that the apartment is too small that you have to sleep on the couch, don’t allow my presence to make you feel uneasy. I am seldom here, so I might need you to take care of Julian for me.” Vernetta had the same wide bright grin as Julian, Sylvester noticed.

He thought to himself, “They are indeed an ideal couple. They belong to each other. I am just day-dreaming that I might have a connection with Julian. How could I do this to such a sweet girl? How could I betray Julian’s trust in me and wants to fall in love with him?”

“Darling, you are going out?” Julian asked Vernetta and that broke Sylvester’s wallowing in self despair.

“Yes, I thought it will be good if both of you have the whole apartment to yourselves today, my presence might caused some inconvenience. I will be staying over at Charmaine’s place tonight but I will be back tomorrow as I will be flying to London tomorrow night. Maybe we can do lunch, Sylvester?” Vernetta queried.

Sylvester nodded.

After Vernetta left, Julian helped Sylvester to unpack and both of them felt the kind of loving feeling of doing something together.

They accidentally touched each other’s hands when unpacking. Sylvester strong urge of hugging Julian intensified and he was trying very hard to control his urge.

Julian felt the same heat, he was controlling himself too and he knew he can’t do anything that would jeopardize his career, his future or his relationship with Vernetta.

“Why don’t you go take a shower and I will whip up something for dinner?” Julian asked Sylvester and he agreed.

When Sylvester came out of the shower room, Julian had already started making spaghetti.

“Hmm…smells good. You sure can cook, Vernetta taught you how to cook?” Sylvester slumped onto the chair in only a pair of shorts.

“Hahaha…thank you. I have been cooking since my varsity days in UK and for your information, Vernetta never cooks and she doesn’t know how to cook, anyway she never likes to eat home, we will go restaurants for our meals.”

Julian replied and almost dropped his pot of pasta when he turned around and saw Sylvester half naked. His eyes immediately shifted to avoid looking at Sylvester well toned bare upper body.

They talked throughout their dinner and joked and had so much fun.

Sylvester felt the bond between them really grew and he can’t help but look into Julian’s deep set eyes when he talked.

After dinner, they washed the dishes together and Julian felt the same kind of blissfulness that he had with Sylvester.

He can’t control but to steal glances at Sylvester’s torso and ever so frequently, would brush his hands against Sylvester.

They watched TV and made small talk, relaxed and tired, Sylvester fell asleep on the couch.

Julian switched off the TV and positioned Sylvester to sleep properly and covered him with a blanket.

He was about to return to his room when Sylvester talked in his sleep, “Thank you. Julian, thank you. You are the only one who cares for me. I don’t know what is going on but I love you. I love you.”

The words shocked Julian and he hastily returned to his room, his fears had came through.

Sylvester had noticed that some weird feelings are going on between them and he loves him.

Julian’s hidden feelings overflow, he did not want to admit but he too has fallen in love with Sylvester.

Vernetta met the 2 guys at a restaurant for lunch and they had a wonderful lunch.

Sylvester had noticed how close Vernetta and Julian behaved, but they were also mindful that Sylvester was with them and try not to let Sylvester felt left out.

The three of them enjoyed themselves over lunch and Sylvester offered to tag along with Julian to send Vernetta off at the airport.
After sending Vernetta off, they drove back to the apartment.

On the way, Sylvester asked, “So how long will Vernetta be away this trip?”

“She would be in London for 3 weeks then she will be flying to Tokyo for another 2 weeks.” Julian replied.

“So we will have a month plus to ourselves!” Sylvester thought to himself.

When they reached the apartment, they showered and sat down in the hall, watching DVD.

Sylvester asked, “Julian, do you think I can drink some wine? I feel like having some wine tonight, just a small glass. I don’t think I am violating my curfews by requesting that, right?”

Julian seemed astonished but agreed.

They sipped red wind while the DVD scenes started to get erotic, seeing the straight couple making out on the screen, Sylvester own dick grows to its full attention, and under the influence of the wine, he hugged Julian.

Julian froze and tried to break away but Sylvester tightened his hug.

Sylvester tried to kiss Julian but Julian turned his head to one side and pleaded, “Sylvester, don’t do this.”

But Sylvester forcefully pressed his lips onto Julian, Julian struggled but soon gave in to Sylvester advances.

They kissed like a pair of hungry wolves, taking off each other clothes hurriedly.

Sylvester nibbled on Julian’s nipples hard that made Julian moan.

Sylvester tongue moved from Julian’s nipples to his navel and down to his pubic and finally onto his privates.

Julian had finally given in to his lust for Sylvester and he truly enjoyed his first time with a guy.

He even threw away all inhabitations and went down on Sylvester, the first time he ever did that.

They were enjoying each other’s bodies to their fullest, unwilling to miss out on any single area.

to be continued....

Redemption is written by Covantai, who enjoys writing short stories yet having difficulties finding an avenue to post his entries. For more of Covantai, please visit http://covantai.blogspot.com/

The One on Redemption (Part 5)

When Sylvester woke up, Julian was already preparing breakfast. Sylvester felt guilty over last night incident and kept to himself at breakfast.

He couldn’t be sure if Julian was awake last night or if he knew anything but he hated himself for betraying Julian’s trust.

Julian felt guilty too, he had known what happened last night, he enjoyed it but he did not want to admit to it.

He had never had gay sex in the past and he can’t accept the reality that he succumbed to temptation.

He tried to break the silence, “Why are you so quiet? Worried about rehabilitation? Don’t worry unduly, you will be able to kick off the habit. And I will be there for you.”

Sylvester nodded appreciatively and asked, “Julian, I need to confess to you, I did a horrible thing last night. I…am sorry…I….”

Julian stopped Sylvester from continuing, not sure how he would react, he interrupted, “Sylvester, don’t say anything. We are going to be late, finish up the breakfast and we have to run.”
Julian drove Sylvester to the centre and made the necessary registrations when all were done, Julian said to Sylvester, “Just make sure you adhere to the rules and regulations here. Do not make any hasty decisions. I will come here everyday to have counseling session with you, just discuss or tell me if you have any problems.”

Sylvester really felt compelled to hug Julian for all he had done for him but he resisted and just nodded in appreciation.

Sylvester felt the urge to tear when Julian left but he did not allow himself to cry in front of others, he was brought up to take sufferings in silence and he did not want Julian to see him so easily defeated.

Sylvester roamed around the centre after Julian left, he was really at a lost, and unsure what he could do.

Then a nurse came up to him and brought him to the isolation room to start his program.

Sylvester had not have any kicks for drugs since he was discharged from hospital but the isolation room made him uneasy and he suddenly yearned for the comfort of drugs again.

Images of Julian appeared before him, he tried to control his urge, not wanting to disappoint Julian but he can’t seem to fight the temptation and started to scream and kicked on the walls.

He started to perspire badly, feeling shivers all over his body and the feelings got worse that he continued to shout at the top of his voice.

He had forgotten about his promise to Julian and started to beg to anyone outside the room for drugs relief. He behaved more agitatedly when his pleas went ignored.

Sylvester survived through his first night in isolation and when he came out of the room the following day, he felt free and relieved.
He knew he would get to see Julian that day and told him what he had gone through the night before.

He washed himself thoroughly and made sure he looked smart in the centre wardrobe and waited for Julian patiently.

Sylvester started to feel uneasy and worried when the time ticked away and soon it was time for lunch, he wanted to call Julian but realized that he had never asked for his contact.

He waited through lunch and only managed to grab a few bites.

His eyes lit up when Julian appeared at the center, perspiring profusely.

“Sorry Sylvester, I was caught in a meeting and could not come in the morning. Have you taken your lunch? Are you feeling unwell? You look sick.” Julian apologized once he was in front of Sylvester.

His caring tone soothed Sylvester and he just kept smiling.

They talked like old friends that day and Julian encouraged Sylvester to fight his addiction and both of them can’t help but to feel that their friendship had reached another level.

When it was time for Julian to leave, he reassured Sylvester that he will see him daily for counseling and reminded him to tide over this period.

Stepping out of the center, Julian felt confused, he knew he had crossed the line of ethnics of professionalism.

He didn’t want to admit but he knew he was feeling something for Sylvester, not as a charge, but someone more.

He wanted to take care and support Sylvester as his close one, his next of kin, and his lover.
But yet, he knew it can’t happen as he was attached to Vernetta and she thinks he is straight.

He tried to talk himself out that he was just having an identity crisis but yet at the same time, he knew it was not possible to happen at his age.

He cannot understand why was he feeling this way, he badly needed to talk to Vernetta and to have Vernetta by his side now.

Sylvester had been doing very well in the rehabilitation center, with a lot of help from Julian.

He knew he was able to brave through the program as he had Julian with him. He knew he would not be able to survive if it was not for Julian.

He felt strongly for Julian and images of him romancing Julian that night crept into his dream every night.

When he sees Julian every morning, he just wants to hug him and kiss and make passionate love to him but he can’t.

He was counting down the days to his release and when his release date approaches, he felt excited to leave the centre and at the same time, worried, he had nowhere to go and he knew Vernetta was back at Singapore.

Julian came to pick Sylvester up on the day of his release, Sylvester had deliberately dressed up to wait for Julian.

Julian’s wide grin greeted Sylvester and Sylvester smiled back.

“Finally! You are getting out of the centre. You look smart today!” Julian said.

“Thank you. I have to look presentable today since I can leave this place finally and also to show my appreciation to you. Thank you so much for staying with me for the past 3 months, it’s you that I can stand up again.” Sylvester said earnestly.
Julian absent mindedly placed his hands on Sylvester and showed him out of the centre, the sudden electric feeling sent shivers down Sylvester’s spine and he felt as if his heart was jumping out of his body.

Sylvester slowed down when they reached Julian’s car and asked, “Julian, where am I to report for my curfew? Where are you bringing me? You know I have nowhere to go.”

Placing his hands on Sylvester’s shoulders, Julian said affirmatively, “I said I will not forsake you. I will be here for you till you are totally out of the program. I have spoken to Vernetta and she does not object to you staying with us for this period or till you manages to find a place to stay. She isn’t in Singapore that often so you don’t have to feel too awkward staying with us.”

The last word, us, stung Sylvester like a bee. He felt he was after all an outsider, and he hated to be the one to witness the lovey dovey of Julian and Vernetta.

He felt that Julian belonged to him and he had no intention to share Julian with another woman.

But he had nowhere to go, he needed to finish his program otherwise his rehabilitation would have gone to naught.

He struggled within himself and finally let go of all pride and selfish thoughts, he followed Julian up his car and headed to his condominium.

to be continued....

Redemption is written by Covantai, who enjoys writing short stories yet having difficulties finding an avenue to post his entries. For more of Covantai, please visit http://covantai.blogspot.com/

The One on Redemption (Part 4)

They sat at the table, eating their noodles quietly when Sylvester asked, “I saw some female clothes in your wardrobe. Yours?”

Julian laughed, “Well, you are half right. They are not really mine, but my live-in girlfriend.”

Sylvester’s face showed a tinge of disappointment but Julian failed to notice that. He proceeded to tell Sylvester about Vernetta and their 4 years relationship.

Sylvester listened with interest, surprised that the gentlemanly Julian could be so trendy thinking to cohabit, and even more impressed that he has an air stewardess girlfriend.

He thought to himself, “It is not surprising that he has a pretty girlfriend. He is a handsome man, a gentleman and extremely well bred. Which girl won’t fall heads over heels with him? He is such a hot stud, very well built. His clearly visible veins on his biceps reflected that he is a hardcore gymmer. He is so hot!”

Sylvester looked at Julian attentively when the latter talks, noticing his gestures, melting at his ever ready smile.

He was paying intense attention at Julian’s face, amazed at his thick well trimmed eyebrows, his sharp nose, big round attentive eyes, clean shaven smooth tanned face and the sexy thin pair of lips.
Sylvester snapped out of his dreamland when he realized he was having an erection, he panicked.

He had never had an erection by just looking at another man, and even when he was having gay sex, he had problems trying to sustain his erection throughout the process.

He did not know why he felt this way towards Julian and he was embarrassed by his reaction.

Julian, though happy that he had a chance to tell Sylvester more about himself, he carefully avoided going into too much details between himself and Vernetta.

He did not know why he was doing that but he didn’t want Sylvester to read too much into his relationship with Vernetta, he even felt compelled not to make Sylvester jealous.

He stopped talking when he realized that Sylvester was in a daze and extremely quiet.

“Are you ok?” Julian asked the quiet Sylvester.

Sylvester smiled and nodded, not wanting to show his discomfort of having an erection in the dining table, especially when he was wearing Julian’s jogging shorts with no underwear.

They sat there for a while longer and Julian got up to clear the table and Sylvester got up too to help, forgetting about his still hard erection.

His erection pointed forward and created a 90 degrees dent in the shorts and Julian was taken aback.

Sylvester blushed and immediately adjusted his dick and sat back down, extremely embarrassed and not sure what to do.

Julian laughed out and said, “Well, I guess you are on your road to full recovery from what I saw. It sure looked healthy!”

The statement relaxed the tense atmosphere and both of them laughed.

They washed up the dishes and hung the washed clothes from the washing machine to dry.

Sylvester had never did house chores with another person in such close proximity and he felt blissful for the first time in his life.

Julian too felt different, Vernetta never did laundry and it was always Julian’s responsibilities where house chores were concerned, he felt like a family with Sylvester, doing the laundry and dishes together.

He can even felt the heat emitting from Sylvester body, at times even felt Sylvester hot breathing over his neck at the basin.

When they were finally done, Julian answered a call and came back to Sylvester happily.

He said with a joy, “I have submitted your report to the authorities and they have agreed to send you to rehabilitation for 3 months and then impose a curfew on your freedom after that for another 6 months. If you do not falter during this period, they will not impose a jail sentence! But you have to check in to the rehabilitation centre tomorrow.”

Sylvester did not know if he should be happy or sad, he was glad that he had given another chance to avoid jail term but saddened that his rehabilitation would mean he had to leave Julian, and probably gave up the kind of bond he felt with him.

Julian noticed Sylvester wasn’t very excited over the news and he reassured, “Sylvester, I am still your counselor, I will see you in the centre daily and work with you. I am still here. You must grab full use of this opportunity to get back on track. It is your last chance.”
Sylvester smiled at Julian, relieved to hear that Julian would still be here for him and that was the only thing that he was concerned now.

Sylvester was tossing around on the couch, unable to get to sleep. He was worried about tomorrow, unsure of what to expect in the centre.

He was worried that he might not be able to tough it out during his rehabilitation and also the possibility that Julian might not be able to remain as his counselor.

He sat up and glanced at the room which Julian is sleeping. The door was not closed, so he got up and walked towards the room, he looked at the sleeping Julian, sleeping so sweetly and even snoring softly.

He looked at Julian, contented that he was like a father, a brother, a confidante to him.

He walked towards the bed, stood there, looking at Julian lovingly. Julian turned around and the blanket covering him slipped down to his lower back, revealing his ass crack.

Sylvester had an instant erection and he grabbed hard at his privates, savouring the delicious body in front of him.

His trembling hand reached out to feel the smooth tanned back, Julian stirred a little but did not woke up.

Sylvester got bolder and bent down, kissing Julian bare back. Then Sylvester traced his fingers down to Julian’s revealing ass crack, fingers feeling up and down slowly and Julian let out a soft moan.

Sylvester stopped and looked at Julian, thinking that he might wake up but he did not.

He swallowed hard at the appealing butt and lost control of himself, moved down and started kissing them gently. Julian moaned again but eyes still tightly shut.
He was taken aback when Julian suddenly turned around, his hard erection in front of Sylvester’s view.

Sylvester did not dare to proceed further but when Julian continued to snore softly, he dived down and savoured it.

Julian moaned again, but Sylvester couldn’t care less, he started going down on Julian, finding pleasure for the first time serving another man.

Sylvester even moaned a little all these while and got more excited when Julian ejaculated into his mouth.

to be continued....

Redemption is written by Covantai, who enjoys writing short stories yet having difficulties finding an avenue to post his entries. For more of Covantai, please visit http://covantai.blogspot.com/

The One on Redemption (Part 3)

Part 1

Part 2

The Story Continues....

Julian tried contacting Sylvester’s parents and requested them to pay a visit to the hospital but none obliged.

He felt sad for Sylvester and determined to help the young man back on his feet.

He was busy browsing through stacks of psychological books when a svelte beautiful lady came behind him and asked softly, “Working hard on your case? You want me to make some coffee for you?”

Julian looked up and smiled at the lady with delicate facial features, shook his head and replied, “You better run along, don’t be late for your flight.”

“Ok, dear. I will be stopping at Paris for 2 weeks, you better take good care of yourself when I am gone.”

The fair skinned lady walked out of the flat in her kebaya, she is an air stewardess with SIA and was a live-in girlfriend of Julian, known as Vernetta.

Julian had been living together with Vernetta in a downtown condominium for 4 years, marriage had never been on their mind as they still believe in being single and available would be a beneficial factor to their careers.

They don’t restrict each other social life though they know where to draw the line.

Julian, a desirable bachelor once named as Top 50 Most Desirable Males in a local magazine, never liked to flaunt his good looks or taut body.

He liked to be seen in t shirts and bermudas, sandals his favourite.

When at work, he would be in executive wears and led a healthy lifestyle.

He seemed so perfect to everyone and he thought so himself till the appearance of Sylvester, he had never felt so strongly towards any of his charges before.

He had counseled numerous wayward or suicidal teenagers, males and females, but he had never allowed himself to be affected by personal feelings.

He can’t help but be drawn to Sylvester bad boy good looks, the scars on his otherwise smooth tanned face, the hard well toned body.

The quiet yet determined but hurt soul. He wanted to protect Sylvester and show him the other aspects of life.

He shook his head and brought himself back to reality. “What was I thinking? How could I allow myself to get emotional?” He thought to himself.

Julian deliberately dressed down that day to visit Sylvester. Sylvester was pleasantly surprised when he saw Julian in polo t shirt and jeans.

He thought that Julian looked more dashing in this get up. They showed their best smiles to each other and started talking non stop once sat down.

Sylvester didn’t show any signs of sadness when he was told that none of his parents would be visiting him.

He said, “I expected it. They have never seen me as their family. I can never fit into their lives. They have their own families to take care of. So I think it is good that a clear line has been drawn.”

Julian blurted, “Don’t say such things. You still have lot of others who care about you.”

Sylvester asked point blankly, “I don’t have any good friends, all my friends are addicts. If I want a clean life, I have to break away from them. I don’t have anyone else.”

Julian immediately replied without thinking, “Nonsense! You have me.”

Both of them looked at each other in awkward silence and Julian could not believe what he had just said.

They kept quiet for a few minutes when a nurse came by to inform them that Sylvester will be able to discharge two days later.

Sylvester tried to break the silence after the nurse went off, “Where can I go when I discharge? I can’t go back to my rented flat. My room mate told me that the land lord had kicked us out after he found out about my drug overdose in the room. I don’t have anywhere to go.”
Julian put his hands subconsciously on Sylvester’s laps and said, “If you really have no where to go, you can stay at my place for the time being till maybe after we settle your case and when you are able to look for jobs.”

Sylvester followed Julian to the walk up apartment in Orchard, he had never been to a posh condominium before and he was in awe of everything he saw in sight.

Julian opened the door to his studio apartment and gestured Sylvester to enter.

When both of them got inside the apartment, Julian said apologetically, “It is a small place and there is only one room, so I would need you to sleep on the couch while you are here. Hope you don’t mind.”

Sylvester looked at Julian appreciatively and replied, “I have always sleeps on couches, no problem with that. I am very thankful to have you to take me in, not forgetting I am sleeping in high class couch!”

“Well, since you don’t mind, maybe you would like to take a shower and dump your clothes into the washing machine?” Julian smiled.

Julian directed Sylvester to the toilet in the room and pull out a towel from his drawer for Sylvester.

His heart skipped a beat when he turned around and saw Sylvester already stripped to his boxers.

He can’t help but look at the tanned hard chest and pecs of Sylvester and subconsciously shifted his focus onto the crotch area.

Sylvester cleared his throat and called out to Julian, “Hmm…is the towel for me?”

Julian regained his composure and nodded. Julian left the room to cook some noodles for Sylvester while the latter was taking his shower.

When Julian was almost done with the noodles, he saw Sylvester standing behind him in the small kitchen, clad only in his towel.

Beads of water dripping down the toned tanned bare body of Sylvester and with his wet floppy hair, he looked extremely different and sexy and Julian felt a stir in his broad shorts.

“Whoo. You startled me. What do you need?”

Sylvester replied sheepishly, “I don’t have any clean clothes to change into, can I borrow some of yours?”

Julian smiled and told him to take some from his wardrobe while he set the table ready for lunch.

Sylvester opened the steel full mirror wardrobe and was surprised to find lingerie and female clothes amid menswear.

He took one singlet and a pair of jogging shorts, and proceeded to take off his towel, butt facing the door when Julian appeared.

Sylvester jumped up a little when he heard Julian at the door and turned around, shorts in his hands, towel on the floor, and forgets all about his modesty in front of another guy.

Both of them looked at each other for a moment and looked away, and Julian said softly, “Lunch is ready. It’s just Maggie mee, you ok with that?”

Sylvester stood there, naked, facing Julian and managed a nod.

Julian’s face reddened and said softly, “Hmm..Maybe you can put on some clothes and join me at the table.”

Julian walked away, breathing hard, not sure why he felt that way. He had no problems with male nudity before and was extremely at ease with nude men in the gyms but he knew he was having a reaction to Sylvester toned nude body.

Sylvester, on the other hand, quickly put on the clothes and felt shy about showing his manhood to Julian.

He too had no qualms of showing off his toned built to others but yet he felt different this time, accidentally flashing at Julian.

to be continued....

Redemption is written by Covantai, who enjoys writing short stories yet having difficulties finding an avenue to post his entries. For more of Covantai, please visit http://covantai.blogspot.com/

The One on BW3AP

It stands for The One on Blowing Wind 3rd Anniversary Party

Forget about the cramped karaoke lounge, forget about the bar which only holds you for few hours. This year's Blowing Wind Anniversary Party brought us to the peaceful, tucked-faraway-from-the-city-bustles, countryside-ish chalet bungalow in Changi. Of course with the arrival on the Blowing Wind members, how can any place on earth stays in peace for long?

On friday, after a victorious poke-ball (no Pikachu inside) session with Seekstock, we headed to the chalet only to be greeted by NFB's potato+sausage+broccoli stew fragrance and that did make our stomach grumble! Not to forget visually we are also greeted by the prominent lantern looking flag with 7 tails each of color in the rainbow.

Without much delay, we converted the thank-God-it's-there perfect squarish table into a makeshift mahjong table and clack-clack away. As more people came another table opens, by 6pm the whole house is filled with TV noise, MJ tiles shuffling and more shuffling, and more, and more, and more. Few of us went to watch The Dark Knight in Downtown East and the review had already been actually written, but will only be up on Tube Thursday.

The notti fun started when the drinking session began, actually STB was playing MJ in the other room so he couldn't really confirm the account on what happened. So here's what STB thinks he know: A and B got drunk, C, D, E followed suit, E came to the MJ room to visit once a while, each time with a more high less sober face, B, C and D went out to smoke once in many whiles, F woke up and joined the drinking, A got so high that his usual slutty attribute got amplified ten folds. A started to take of his shirt, got his tofu eaten for countless times, tried to even tease us by unzipping his pants and finally got into his birthday suit for few seconds. D puked. A and B got hitched together and the rest is history... By 6am when STB went to spot check room by room, he found 3 pairs interlocking each other in bed.

To discourage the bad habit of kiss and tell, anyone mentioned above have the right to tell me to remove the paragraph above.

More MJ on the next day leading to the official party...

By 6pm, we saw a whole lot of more familiar faces with a few fresher ones coming in: Only Me, Kai, Obiyan, Oscad, Geroge, Richard, Chubbyboy and Big Chub. Hope it's not the last time we see their faces.

Right before dinner, we drew lots to separate the crowd into two teams: Team Top with orange stickers and Team Btm with blue stickers. Team Top was led by ExecQT and Team Btm is led by none other than our favorite Chat! By the way, Team Top does not mean it's all comprised of tops and vice versa.

We started dinner at 7pm, everyone was restricted to the perimeter of the chalet but luckily there was enough space to accommodate more than 40 of us. The food was really good especially the desserts and cakes sponsored by our ever generous sponsors.

After dinner, everyone is ushered into the dining hall area for games. 4 games were played including Nickname Bingo, Guess Who?, Guess the Number and The Most... As much as it is designed for entertainment, the games are meant more to get the members to know one another better, inside out.

In Nickname Bingo, we found out that no one in the house has his ear punched a hole, who goes to Ford Road, who has pseudo six abs, and who has the bubble butt that never fails to catch any horny tops' attention.

Then in Guess Who?, the two teams were separated from each other with a big drape in between covering them. Then the drape is dropped and representatives from each team is supposed to shout out the other's name/nick before he does. You'll be surprised how some old birds can't even remember each other's name...

The third game has been explained before in my previous post. Basically we had the very very very sporting members stripping, demonstrating karmasutra positions and reacting their first sexual encounters.

The last game revealed to everyone who has the longest hair, biggest biceps to the most no. of pushups in 30 seconds and lightest nipple color.

The Btms did themselves proud in the bonus round by having the person with the lightest nipple color, toppling the Tops by barely 1 point and emerged as winners for the evening.

The night was rounded off with nothing less than lucky draw. The lucky draw has been THE most anticipated program of all time in any BW event, thanks to the many kind sponsors who has been providing us with many desirable gift items over the past few events. We have practical products like Wireless Router, IP cameras, $50 Harvey Norman Vouchers down to the quirky and practical things like Tenga, Sexy Panties and Shogun Passes.

With Blowing Wind celebrating its 3rd year since the team of current moderators took over, we have seen many new faces then becoming more and more active in their contribution to the forum. Let's look forward to the next 3 years to come.

Sotongball would like to personally thank the following:

NFB - He has practically coordinated the whole event by himself, from registration, to collection of sponsored gifts, to even providing props for the games. Hats off to NFB, and he has barely joined the group for more than a year.

OralB - While busy shuttling between countries, OB has devoted his time during the party to provide support and make sure everything run smoothly. Thanks for keeping scores during the games too.

Gachi - Of course we have the sponsors to thank, but how do we get the sponsors in the first place? It's none other Gachi with so many connections to get the so many attractive gifts.

Asura - Being in-charge of food, Asu has made sure that everyone is well-fed during the party.

LupCheong - Thanks for taking the trouble to bring the big mahjong table, and also for the many gifts that you sponsored!

Rusty - For booking the chalet

All the sponsors which are listed here and more.

Everyone who made time to attend the party and made it possible!

The One on Redemption (Part 2)

When Sylvester finally opened his eyes slowly, he could not make out where he was.

He saw figures in white, hollering over him. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach but he was too weak to move.

He felt helpless, the same kind of feeling he felt when his granny passed away. He tried to talk but could not, and fell back to sleep again.

When he woke up again and slowly took a look around the room, there were other people lying on the beds besides him.

They were wearing green robes and he realized he was in a hospital, he tried to get up when a gentle yet manly voice stopped him, “Don’t move. You won’t want to move too much after all the pumping of drug residue from your stomach.”

Sylvester looked at the guy with weary eyes and saw a good looking guy in his 30s. The guy has a sharp face with bright eyes, broad smile, tanned and seemed to have a fit nice build.

He introduced himself, “I am Julian, your counselor. You are Sylvester, right?” Julian broad sunny smile immediately relaxed Sylvester.

“Yeah, I am him. Why am I here?” Sylvester said breathlessly.

“You were sent in by your friend. He found you spasming in the room when he returned home. You had a drug overdose and the doctors just pumped your stomach. You must rest well to recover.”

Julian placed his big palms on Sylvester shoulders and Sylvester felt a sense of warmth and security that he had not felt before.

He asked anxiously, “Will I be charged? Or will I be send to rehabilitation?”

Julian, with the same smile, replied, “Let’s not worry too much about that. Focus on getting well and we will talk about that in due course.”

“No, you don’t understand. I don’t want to be sent to rehabilitation or be sent to jail. I can’t be a jail bird, I already have no future, I can’t have a record, please help me Julian!” Sylvester was agitated.

“Hey, don’t worry too much, ok? I will do my best to help you. But let’s focus to get you well first, ok? I promise to give my all to help you. Don’t think too much, just rest more. Can I have your family contact? I can contact them for you.” Julian said smilingly.

“I don’t have family. I am all alone.” Sylvester lied.

Julian looked at Sylvester sympathetically and tapping his shoulders, Julian smiled again, “It’s ok. Then let me take care of you for the time being. Get some sleep, I will be here.”

Sylvester nodded and closed his eyes, he slept soundly and had a sweet dream which had not happened for a long time.

Sylvester was woken up by a nurse to take his medication in the middle of the night, he called out Julian name and realized his folly when he saw the female nurse looking at him puzzled.

He took his pills and asked for the time. It was 2am in the morning and the whole ward was dead quiet.

Sylvester felt peaceful, something he had not felt more than 10 years. He sat up on his bed slowly and peered out of the window.

He felt that he had lived again, he was not sure if it was a good thing but he knew he was given another chance to live again. He went back to sleep after a while and dreamed about Julian.

The next day, Sylvester woke up early and managed to get off the bed and walked around.

He met Julian at the corridor and was mesmerized by his handsome good looks after taking a good look.

Julian, flashing his sunny smile, supported Sylvester with a firm grip when Sylvester almost slipped on the way back to his ward.

Sylvester felt a rush of adrenalin when he felt the strong hands supporting him, his face blushed unwillingly and he dared not look at the handsome Julian.

“Be careful, don’t fall. You looked so much better today. You sure recover fast!” Julian spoke gently.

Sylvester nodded and said softly, “I am glad to be back from hell.”

Julian helped Sylvester to his bed and said encouragingly, “Sylvester, you are a strong man. You are a good looking dude. Don’t throw your life away like you did. You must learn to embrace life and grow with it. It is a waste to lose such a young handsome man like you.”

Sylvester has always been confident about his looks, he knows he is a good looker, tanned and fit built with a bad boy image.

But to hear such compliments from another handsome man he hardly knows, he felt shy suddenly.

Julian looked at Sylvester and was puzzled by his silence and he patted on Sylvester’s shoulders and continued, “Young man! You hear me? Don’t worry too much. I am going to write a good report on you and hopefully we can get you out of jail term and go for rehabilitation sentencing. But I need you to be honest with me and we will see how well the counseling session progress, ok?”

Sylvester looked at Julian pleadingly, “Please Julian, I really do not want to go to jail. You must do your best to help me, ok?”

Julian nodded smilingly and they talked like old friends that day.

Sylvester bared his soul to Julian and told him everything from his childhood days to the very day he was out from drug overdose.

Tears were swelling in Julian’s bright eyes when Sylvester finished his story.

He smiled at Sylvester and said softly, “It must be hard on you. Do not give up your life. There are much more unfortunate people who are braver than you. If they can survive, so can you. I will work on your self esteem and drug addiction, it will not be easy but I need you to put in your faith and work with me. I know you can brave through this obstacle and we can do it!”

Sylvester looked at Julian gratefully, the first person to show genuine care without asking anything in return.

He felt that Julian was like a family to him, something he never had.

Julian listened to him, encouraged him, believed him and supported him.

He felt an instant inclination towards Julian and poured all his troubles and hatred for his parents to Julian.

They talked more than 5 hours that day, and when Julian had to leave, Sylvester can’t help but felt downcast and lost that his confidante was leaving.

Julian seemed to know what Sylvester was thinking and reassured him, “Sylvester, it’s ok. You don’t have to tell me everything today. We still have a long way to go, you can tell me everything slowly. We can take things one step at a time. I will be here and not going anywhere soon. And now, you should take a good rest and get well. This counseling session is gonna be much longer term than you think.”

Sylvester smiled at Julian, his eyes brightened with expectation for the first time, asked, “You will be here for me? You really will? You will not leave without any indication?”

Julian placed his strong arms on Sylvester’s shoulders and assured, “Yes. I will be here. Don’t worry too much. I will do my best to help you.”

to be continued....

Redemption is written by Covantai, who enjoys writing short stories yet having difficulties finding an avenue to post his entries. For more of Covantai, please visit http://covantai.blogspot.com/

The One on Redemption (Part 1)

The bright lights in the operating room were blinding Sylvester and he had flashbacks of his moments from the past. 

Sylvester was four when his parents divorced, he was entrusted to his granny as both parents felt that his presence would be a burden to their social life.

He was very inclined to his granny who took good care of him, but she could never replace the kind of motherly love that Sylvester yearned for.

He was an independent child since then, never caused a worry to his granny.

He had a defiant and stubborn look which alienated him from other kids. He grew up as a loner and mixed with the bad company when he enrolled in a notorious secondary school.

Sylvester started smoking, swearing and cursing every single moment. He felt angry with everyone during his puberty age and fucked his first girl at age 13, who was 3 years older than him.

He also dabbled in drugs at the age of 13 and had his virgin tattoo at 15. He joined gang at the same time and his future seemed destined for doom.

He knew that fact himself too, he hated his parents for forsaking him and when his granny passed away when he was 15, none of his parents were keen to have him with them.

He was put up at a relative’s home after his granny’s death and he could not get along with the relative and ran away from home, slept on the streets and bathed at his gangster friends’ place.

When his relative reported his missing to the police and he was escorted back to them, his relative called his mother and demanded she bring him home.

Sylvester finally followed his mother to her place for the first time in 15 years, excited and worried at the same time.

He got a rude shock when he followed his mother into the one room flat and saw a tall dark man in his 30s, sitting at the sofa.

The man ignored Sylvester and his mother, Sylvester put his belongings on the floor when the man shouted at him, “Don’t put your things here! Put them in the kitchen!”

Sylvester stared at him and turned to look at his mother who was getting impatient and said, “Do what you are told. You will sleep in the hall.”

Sylvester put his bag in the kitchen and wanted to take a shower when the man shouted at him, “Don’t waste water! You can only bathe once a day, think carefully when you want to take your bath!”

Sylvester mother argued back, “Just shut up! Don’t keep shouting! I am going for my mahjong later! You better stop shouting or my money god will be scared off by your shouts!”

Sylvester took a deep breathe and sat at a corner in the kitchen, looking hopeless and glum.

Sylvester started working as a part time waiter in a disco and continued his studies in the day.

He would always dozed off in class and got huge scolding from the teachers who caught him dozing.

His GCE O levels were approaching and he had no intention to study.

But as a brooding good looking guy, Sylvester was the kind of fatal attraction that pubescent girls like.

Because of his good looks and street wise attitude, female classmates would always passed him school notes to read and catch up.

He would either put them aside or at times, flirt with the cute classmates.

He changed 8 girlfriends in that year and flunked his O levels. He decided not to continue his studies and worked in the disco full time till he was called up for national service.

Being combat fit, he was posted to an active unit as a combat driver.
The kind of company he mixed with, were either AWOLees or drug addicts who got in and out of detention barracks like a second home.

He AWOLed twice during his service and was sent to detention barracks and when he finally ORDed more than 2 years later, he again came to a crossroad as what he can contribute to the society.

His mother had left that man and married another man and they had children of their own.

Sylvester’s mother refused to take him in, fearing that he might be a bad influence to her kids.

With no choice, Sylvester went to his father, who had also remarried and was a total stranger to him.

His step mother objected vehemently to him staying with them, in front of him that day when he was at their door steps.

But he was relieved when his father insisted that he stayed with them.

He slept in the hall but his freedom was controlled by his step mother, especially he had decided to go back to the night spots to work.

At times, he just did not want to go home to face the fierce stares from his step mother and would bunk in with his colleagues.

Then one day, he decided to move out from his father and rent a room with a colleague.

They were enjoying themselves tremendously, drinking at their own pleasure after work, slept through the day and took drugs together.

Sylvester got addicted to hardcore drugs and would always craved for more regardless if he could afford them.

He started stealing at the workplace and was found out. The manager threatened to report him to the police but a female patron intercepted for Sylvester and offered to pay back all stolen money.

Sylvester was grateful to the girl and promised her to turn over a new leaf and they stayed together.

The girl was 5 years older than Sylvester and worked as a hostess in a nightclub.

She was supporting Sylvester for a year when both of them started quarrelling over the nature of her job and her on Sylvester not willing to go look for jobs.

She would slap Sylvester when the argument got heated, and there were scars left on Sylvester rugged manly face.

They broke off when Sylvester turned 21 and Sylvester felt lost without the financial support.

He got back to his wayward friends and started working as a runner for a bookie.

The aunties always loved talking to him and get fresh with him, Sylvester would never reject their advances and at times requested for cash in return for his “hard work”.

He got back to his old habits and started gambling and taking drugs.

He started to have gay sex when he didn’t have money to pay for his drug and gamble debts and had to use his muscular body for payment in return.

He did not get too used to the penetration at the very beginning but soon got used to it under the influence of drugs.

He made use of his own body to satisfy his urge for drugs. He also sold his body to both genders to earn more money.

At age 22, he was diagnosed to have contacted sexual diseases and was put under medication to control his condition.

He was approaching for self destruction but continued to live with sex and drugs.

Then one day, he passed out from drug overdose and was sent to hospital by his room mate.

To be continued...

Redemption is written by Covantai, who enjoys writing short stories yet having difficulties finding an avenue to post his entries. For more of Covantai, please visit http://covantai.blogspot.com/

The One on Old Place

After a whole busy week of of packing and unpacking (which accounts for the absences of so many posts over the past few days), Sotongball has successfully shifted to his new fridge. And he want to give thanks to the Old Fridge that has housed him for one and a half years. 

Let me give you a little tour of the old place especially to those of you who did not have a chance to visit me before, for one reason or another ;) :

Once you walk into the house, you'll be greeted with a rather empty but spacious living room. Of course the PLU magazines on the rack at the bottom left hand are at your disposal to entertain yourself as a guest in STB's place.

A slightly different angle from the door, toilet on your left and kitchen on your right. STB's room is just right to the kitchen door.

Yet another different angle on the living room. You can see the dining table and of course the infamous balcony where Romeo meets Juliet... not.

Here's the balcony where STB used to smoke at, I mean, get smoked. No no no, STB don't smoke cigarettes, and neither is he adventurous enough to "smoke" at his balcony too.

Now here's something true: that's the white "Glass House" whose occupant is a bachelor in his early 40's tops. During Christmas the guys were standing at the balcony overlooking a bunch of guys who were in the Glass House. I guess either side is just waiting for each other to display their rainbow flags so that we can cross over.

Here's Sotongball's room, it is as neat as it can get and I'm sure a lot of the BWers has seen the worse of it. Really, why STB likes his room so much is because he rarely spent any time in the room. It's for him to sleep, change, surf, TV and tabao sex. 

Last words to my old place,

Thanks for giving me the opportunity to experience what is it like to pay for my rent and expenses.

Thanks for being very close enough to town yet spotting a low rent.

Thanks for giving me a neighborhood full of queers, especially the good friend living diagonally across.

Hope the next tenant will love it as much as I did.

Farewell

Sotongball wants to thank the friends who had helped him to move: Chat, Buaya, Seekstock, LupCheong and OralB.  And also NFB for giving STB a gift for his new house ( of course more gifts are always welcomed from the rest ;P )

The One on Hosting

Having invited the BWers to his place for potluck and dinner a couple of times, plus going to others' place for gatherings. Sotongball realised the importance of being hospitable to the guests that you invited to your place for any kind of events. It ensures that everyone is having a  good time, and more importantly new guests will feel welcomed.

To be honest, STB must thank his grandmahler for giving him the opportunity to learn, so really STB is just posting on behalf of his grandma. As his grandmahler holds house parties (CNY, Birthday, Mid-Autumn, Xmas) every quarter of the year and lucky STB is forced to be the receptionist every time. Nonetheless, STB wants to share with you guys a few pointers to ensure that your guests enjoy the house gatherings that you plan to hold.

Here's how you can be a better host/hostess:

Do's

• Send out invitation in advance, about 1 week for casual events like impromptu gatherings and up to 1 month for important dates such as Birthdays and Festive seasons.
• Intro each and every guest to one another, you won't want any particular guest to spend the whole evening trying to figure out the perfect pick-up line for this new stranger at your place that he fancies
• Entertain your guest so that they won't feel bored or leaving. If you don't know where to start, read this. Alternatively you can just buy a Nintendo Wii.
• Use disposable plates and utensils. Yes they are not really environmental friendly and costly. But you want to washing up at the end of the day - washing up CAN be very depressing
• Serve your guests the first drink as soon as they arrive, it's basic gesture to acknowledge their arrival.

Don'ts

• Do last minute cooking. No point inviting people over and you spend half the time in the kitchen trying to prepare the food. Cater or organize a potluck.
• Allow your guests to go into your bedroom unless you're OK with them knowing which brand of condoms and lube you use.
• Try to cram 40 people into a 4 room HDB flat. Manage your guest list and invite only those who matters.
• Spread around that you're having a BIG party at your place, unless you want people to hate you for not inviting them.
• Openly give out the details of where you stay

There you go, hope you find this useful. The rest I guess it's left up to your experience and service level. Do remember to invite STB over when you have your house parties. :p

This post is again dedicated to one of my close friends who happens to be having a mini potluck at his place this afternoon. Hopefully he reads this in time and do try not to be too conscious about it k?

The One on the First Week

Wow, didn't know this blog actually lasted a week, most of my dates doesn't even last that long :p Well hope everyone has been gaining some insights on Sotongball's dull and boring life.

First things first, since I'll try to update my blog on a daily basis. It might be quite boring if I just post about sex all the time... or list down my wish list of gadgets from Monday to Sunday. So, Sotongball decided to roll out a new feature in his blog: starting this week, Sotongball's Crispy and Crunchy blog will have themed days. Yeah just like the saunas baby!

Tentative Fixture:

1. Menday - Tired and filled up to the brim with Monday Blues? Come and read more about that Man you've been dying to know better! Every week Menday will feature a Special Guest who has crossed path with Sotongball's life, one way or another...
2. Techie Tuesday - STB is a closeted geek - he doesn't wanna admit being a geek but he carries at least 3 gadgets when he gets out of the house. So Tuesdays will be reserved for STB to comment about the latest gadget that he got his hands on, or sometimes good video games that stimulate him more than some guys that he had met
3. Wet Wednesday - There are many ways to get wet, from getting caught in the rain, practicing yoga on the bed, to break-ups that make you wet your pillow. STB hopes to touch on topics close to any gay man's heart - Sex and Relationships on Wednesdays
4. Tube Thursday - Anything from the TV, to the silver screen. STB will try to give his recommendations of all the Big Screen, DVD, TV releases. To give you an idea of what STB like to watch on the idiot box
5. Foodie Friday - Sotongball being a food himself, loves to eat other kinds of food. Foodie Fridays will recommend all the good restaurants, food stalls and eateries that has helped STB gain a fair bit of weight
6. Singing Saturday - One music video will be posted every week, more than half of the time is STB's hits in the KTV lounge. You can judge for STB how bad his singing is compared to the original singer if you ever have a chance to catch STB in a KTV lounge
7. Smutty Sunday - Yes, yes, Sotongball like to interact with people a lot. In order to encourage audience participation, STB urges anyone to send in their recommendations on just about anything: Men, Saunas, Budget Hotels, Gadgets, Albums, Makan Places and the list goes on. Send your entries to sotongball@live.com with the details like price rates, address, opening hours, photos (whichever applicable)

There you go....

Thank you for reading up thus far. Hopefully in a year's time I can come out with a list of favourite entries of all-time.

The One on Guess the Number

No man is an island. Is that why Ah Chat, Buaya, Seekstock and I have been meeting rather excessively for the past couple of weeks???

Other than foursomes or orgies (which rest assured we haven't done anything of that sort together yet), there are so many things we can do. Like to dress up Ah Chat, listening to Buaya ranting about his boy, or applauding Seekstock's yet another conquest in his sauna skirmish.

There's only that much sexual encounters with strangers we can share, that many hunks we can look out on Fridae.com personals, that few cuties we can point out and say "your type?" during our almost-daily-people-watching session.

More often than not, there are some more friends who join in our almost-daily get-together. To spice things up a little, and in the spirit of getting to know each other more, one evening I suggested a game: Guess the Number (or 終極密碼 in Chinese)

Game is pretty straight-forward:

1. Game-master sets a secret number ranging from 1 to 100 on a handphone, eg. 69
2. The person on the right make the first guess, say... 50
3. Game-master says "50 to 100"
4. The second person on the right can only choose a number from 51 to 100 as a guess
5. Second person may choose any number, say 70
6. Game-master says "50 to 70", limiting guesses to that range of numbers
7. The game goes on until someone guesses "69" and he shall do a forfeit.

Forfeit comes in a form of Truth or Dare, loser picks either one.

Truth:

Anyone can ask the lucky guy any one question; and in the spirit of the game the person must provide an honest answer. (Suggestions: which common friend you did with, when was the last time you cummed, most kinky encounter)

Dare:

The loser will be subjected to any kind of action proposed and agreed by everyone, indecent or not. Ranging from taking off a piece of clothing to giving another guy 1-min long smooching session.

And, in return for the loser being honest or sporting, now will be his turn to be the Game-master to set the number and gain one round of immunity.

Trust me, we've gotten to know one another soooooooo much more intimately after one game, saving the need for orgy.