Sunday, March 22, 2009

I am Dating a Porn Addict

It was around 2AM when my phone rang, No, it wasn't a bootie call. It was from my friend Edward. He sounded so upset and begged that he drop by to discuss something really important. I politely said that it was too freaking late to accept visitors. He asked if I was staying in a hospital. All I could say was, 'I get your point.'

It took him only five minutes to come to my apartment. Apparently, he was just staying in the convenience store downstairs for two hours now. He asked me to check my phone and I saw that he's been trying to reach me since 8 in the evening.

'So what so important that it's worth 20 missed calls and 15 text messages?'
'It's Ron.'

Ron is Edward's boyfriend. It was I who first met him in a bar in Malate. I barely saw a spark when we dated twice. On our third date, I decided to introduce him to some of my closest friends - the list included Edward. The two hit it off so quickly - so quickly they did oral sex in the bathroom while I was busy getting free drinks from a hot 30-something guy at the bar. When I realized things are not going to happen between me and Ron, I decided to drop him. Two days later, I learned he was fucking Ed twice a day.

'Is this my karma?'
'Oh Jesus, can we please get off the subject of karma.'
'If it is, I already paid my sins.'
'What's the problem Ed? I know it's not karma so please go straight to the point or I'm kicking you out. I have a meeting tomorrow and I need to get up early.'

He paused. He looked at my TV and stared at me.

'He's addicted to porn!'
'He's what?'
'He buys them from this guy who runs this website.'
'What's the URL? I remember I have to buy new...'
'Fuck you!'
'I'm kidding. So what? Ron's a pretty horny guy. I love porn too. What's wrong with that.'

He had a worried look on his face. Worried that he might be talking to the wrong person.

'I understand porn is something that existed for ages now and people are entitled to it.'
'But is it okay if he prefers to watch porn that have sex with you?'
'Huh? Okay that's insane.'

And I thought he was exaggerating. He told me that it started two months ago when he caught Ron masturbating in front of his laptop. He went inside the room inconspicuously and grabbed his cock with his wet mouth. 'Minty' he said as he just brushed his teeth.

However, instead of creating a hot scene that night, Ron's meat suddenly lost its muscle - he got up and looked pissed. Ed wondered why he became soft. Was it the mouthwash or the toothpaste?

Or was it me?

Later that night, he woke up because he felt the bed moving. Again, he caught Ron masturbating with his eyes closed. He licked his nipples and said 'Yeah baby, yeah' and grabbed his cock. To his surprise, he came less than a minute after he held his penis. That's when he became suspicious.

Days passed by and Ron started making excuses so he could skip their usual schedule for sex. He would tell him that he still has some work to do but then he'll find him in front of the laptop, watching videos of Sean Cody and Randy Blue. He tried to confront him but he seemed embarrassed. Ed didn't know what to do. He got so irrational one time that one time, he pulled out his box of porn CDs and threw them away. When he found out, he was infuriated and fucked him against the wall until he felt like his hole was bleeding. It didn't bleed - but the sex wasn't good either.

'What do I do?'
'I have no idea.' And I was telling the truth. I felt that this problem was psychological and he had to try to consult a professional.

'Oh but I heard that it's normal. People are sometimes not stimulated well by their partners. Not your fault though. Some people just require you to go to the heavens to find their GSpot.'

'So - I - What do I have to do then?'
'My friend who's a doctor once said you have to target the source of the problem.'
'Meaning I have to throw his laptop?'
'Not exactly. You need to give in and once he's into it - give him the finger.'
'They say it works.'
'You mean I'll stick my finger in his fucking ass...'
'..and tickle his GSpot.'

He was completely grossed out with the idea. I was surprised he was. For someone who's had guys to do that to him I thought he would be a little more open minded.

'But he's top!'
'Hey, I am too but I tried it.'
'It was GREAT. Not something I would ask my sex partner to do everytime we fuck but hey, once in a while you need to shake things up, right?'

The next morning, Ed bought a small KY jelly tube and a condom. He's never been a top before but he figured his fingers might do a better job than his penis. And while he found his partner massaging his cock under the sheets - he put a condom on his finger, lubricated it well and wished himself good luck.

'Well, here goes nothing!' He said to himself.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

3:59 AM

I became immobile for a moment. Mortified is an understatement to describe how I felt that moment. There I was thinking we were having a hot private moment. Who knows how long the roommate has been watching me fuck 'power bottom'?

'Did we wake you?' PB asked.
'No.. no. Actually I got thirsty.'

We were still on the couch. Me inside him. I wasn't moving at all.

And to make the situation even more awkward, the roommate moved closer as if inspecting what just happened on their couch. He kept trying to get a good view of my cock still inserted in his friend's hole. He was smiling, enjoying the sight of me - the mortified visitor, barenaked with his friend still sitting on my lap.

'I think I better wash up.' He finally said.
'You do that.'

He stood up, revealing my [still] hard cock wrapped in ultra thin condom filled with cum. The rubber was clean. He really was a good bottom. Knows his stuff.

I motioned for power bottom to give me a tissue but he ran upstairs. His friend grabbed the roll of tissue but didn't give it to me.

'Let me help you with that.'
'Man, you're still hard.' He looked at my cock as if he wanted to have it too. I didn't smile. I just sat there thinking what could possibly happen next.

He pulled s few sheets of tissue and slowly - very slowly - pulled the condom from my cock. There was a weird sensation while he was doing it. I looked at him and he was biting his lip while doing this, he was making a moan-like sound. My cock responded.

'Ooh. Someone still wants to play.'

I smiled.


He showed me the way to the 2nd bathroom. He left for 1 minute and came back with a clean towel. Power bottom was nowhere to be found. Probably still washing up.

Roommate knocked on the door - but instead of giving me the towel, he went inside and locked the door behind him. He smiled and started splashing water on me. I obliged. What's the harm of having someone give me a nice quick bath?

It took 5 minutes . He kept massaging my hard cock - used two soaps and a feminine wash. Yes, a feminine wash.

'They say this keeps you clean.' He laughed. I smiled.
'That should keep me clean all day now, thank you.'

He wiped me clean. He smiled and I politely asked for the towel. He gave it to me. I wiped my face dry while he sat on the toilet bowl and started sucking my cock. I didn't have time to react. He was absofuckinglutely a better sucker than his friend. I lost my balance for a second and almost fell on the bathroom floor but he pushed me against the bathroom door.

He was in a hurry, as if scared of getting caught by his friend. I moaned, and moaned and pulled his hair - I didn't know whether to stop him or not. I just came twice and my legs are weak from the energy I released a few moments ago.

But he knew better. He didn't stop. As I try to keep pulling his hair, he did my favorite - deep throat - even better he put my cock and my huge pair of balls in his mouth. He gagged for a minute but managed to keep everything in - all these while playing his wet tongue on my balls. I can't describe how much pleasure that brought me.

I came after a couple of minutes but much less than the first and second round. He wiped his mouth clean. ' Ahhh. Wow.'

I was still catching my breath. I left the bathroom while he gargled with some mouthwash. I sat on the same couch and waited. Power bottom suddenly reappeared, this time in his boxers ready to hit the sack. His roommate came out of the bathroom.

'I bought juice it's in the red pitcher.'
'Yeah, I found it. ' He grinned.

It was time to leave.

'Hey thanks dude. Here's my number. ' He typed it on my phone. 'Next time.' He winked. I winked back.

I said goodbye to his friend. He said, 'Yeah, feel free to come back.' I almost laughed.