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Check the drafts of a memoir (available in leading online stores) in long blog posting-format that account on how I coped with youthful urges with having no positive role models and growing up under restrictive social conditions, in Manila, Philippines, circa 1980s way much until after I moved to NYC. Drafts of my other book projects are here, too. God be praised!

I Appreciate the Very Frank Discussion I Had With My Highschool Mates on the Gay Life

The setting had been Hooters somewhere in Manhattan, and the participants were the 3 of us friends who met each other back in highschool who gathered that hot summer afternoon. We were supposed to meet with 2 others more from the same school, but they had to attend to some emergencies at the last minute. And immediately right from the start, I was confronted in his usual masculine, almost bullying way (which didn't really put me off) on how I had been leading and enjoying my life in the New York City (NYC). He and our other schoolmate started bamboozling me with questions on how I manage with my life, specifically on questions related to my sexual activities.

Yes, they have been very curious to know more details. I know one of them bought my first book, which could have opened his eyes to what I had been doing back in the Philippines prior to moving here in NYC for good these past few years. I recall him telling me before that Intramuros, which is the setting of my first book, remains memorable to him because that's where he and his wife would date when they were still based in the Philippines. He, also, mentioned about his thought that I was having issues on lifestyle back in the Philippines. And I had to explain that I had a long term partner with whom I had lived in in the same house for 8 years (but who would not like to come here in the USA to work and stay, just similar to what I'm doing now). I had to add that the main reason why I moved to NYC was that I was experiencing the so-called glass ceiling phenomenon in the Philippines. I had to break free from the barriers that are being put in place by those in power and the influential in Philippine society so that I, together with others who are similar to myself and my kind, would stay in our place forever until we decide to quit and move on (which I did, and so I'm way happier today than when I was still in the Philippines, inexplicably, even if my loved ones, lots of relatives and friends are based in that country). 

Among a number of questions, I was asked as to who does the passive and the active roles, respectively when I am engaged in sex. I told them I'm versatile, that I enjoy being the top as well as being the bottom, depending mainly who I partner myself with when in bed with someone or with others. I was somewhat surprised to learn as well to hear from one of the guys that he had been hearing about how one of his friends would make it in bed with black men, although he lives with his partner at home. 

And they were curious as to my involvement with black guys. I had to explain that the preference (as of this writing) is basically similar to what one tastes when eating food that has been basted, fried, browned. Check that yourself, if you doubt it. Those possessing darker color of skin are more exciting, actually, but you have to be adventurous to know that first hand.

I was also asked about my decision to keep and maintain 2 spaces to live in in NYC's Queens and Staten Island boroughs. Of course, it's more money, no matter how you look at it. But I gain the benefits from choosing which place to stay in for the night after I've been up on my feet the whole day. Also, I gain pleasure from knowing that I can be with the person who I am dating currently (or involved with) as long as we both can find the time to be together. They would continue teasing me about the idea, though.

I'm happy that they look forward to seeing me with my regular date one of these days. I just wonder when that would happen; I basically work during weekends when most people who work during weekdays get together. But I'll keep waiting and being open to the idea of sharing with them the friendship I have with my regular date. For all I know, I'll get more of the benefits of getting to know my date better as he and I would be exposed to more regular people, especially those I've known way back in highschool.

I can imagine that there would be more questions to come my way. I have a feeling I have a lot more to explain and share to my friends. I didn't feel intimidated, hurt, nor bullied at all. If there's a better way of making others understand and appreciate this lifestyle, I wish I could use or do it. It will help in clarifying notions and making truths come nearer our lives, which we badly need in these days of confounding questions on differences and what-is-curiously-fascinating on lifestyles. 

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rating: 5 of 5 stars
remarkably illustrated, concise, and irreverent (not a porno book, whatsoever)!!! an old friend lent me a copy years ago, and have found it very fascinating. of course, part of the excitement of reading this book is it's "curious" title. it's actually a children's book, (would you believe?), by araos, a respected artist in the philippines. the title may be offensive to most adults who have concerns about "fucking," but i'd believe parents would become more authentic as "persons" (who get hurt, need to be loved, need to love as well, etc.) to their children, if they get to have them read this book. you may not need to explain the title, as there's really no need for it. its being "irreverent" is mainly because of the use of the word 'fucking' & nothing else. it's all about discovering your being you as a person, pursuing your dreams, and not that one person others may have in mind when they see you. i could not get hard copies of this book myself, so i kept a xeroxed copy of it in my library back in the philippines.

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