Samurai X

By: Kenshin

Hi po mga ka-KM.. I'm back.. :)) si Kenshin nga po pala ito, marahil yung iba kilala po ako dahil nabasa na nila yung true to life stories ko na "Co Founder", "Clan Pageant", "May the Best Man Win", at "Ma at Pa" kasi sunod sunod na istorya ng buhay ko lang lahat ang mga iyan parang sequel at marahil nagtaka na din yung iba kung bakit di na siya na sundan kasi nahuli na ako ni Jay Sean na isinusulat ko siya at sabi niya na wag ko na daw ituloy kasi may ibang hindi maniniwala, may ibang magtataka, may ibang huhusgahan ako at may iba naman hindi kami maiintindihan kung bakit naging kami sa isa't isa dahil hindi nila nakikita ang totoong nangyari sa amin at huhusgahan lang ako. kaya itinigil ko na ikwento yung tungkol sa amin ni Jay Sean at may mga nagsabi naman sa comment na parang script writting daw ako magsulat ng kwento ko pero sa isip ko ginawa ko lang naman kaiba sa ibang pagkakasulat ng mga istorya nila rito para hindi kami pare-parehas kaya napagtanto ko na tama si Jay Sean na iba iba talaga tayo ng pananaw sa buhay at asahan na hindi lahat ay magugustuhan ang istorya ng isang tao kaya nagpatuloy nalang sa buhay.

Bakit ako bumalik?
Para siguro isara ang mga bagay bagay na naiwan ko taon na nakalipas sa page na ito. Nakakahiya naman kasi sa owner kasi siya nga nag-effort ipagpatuloy ito kaya gagawin ko na din kaya salamat sa owner ng page na ito at naging parte ka ng buhay ko at hinayaan mong maibahagi ko ang istorya ko sa page. :))

Sa haba ng panahon marami na ang nangyari at nagbago sa akin at kay Jay Sean at sa mga tauhan na nabanggit ko sa mga istorya ng buhay ko.

Hindi na kami ni Jay Sean pero naghiwalay naman kami ng maayos kasi hindi ako naniniwala sa Long Distance Relationship tiyaka feeling ko masakit sa ulo mag-isip ng mga ginagawa niya sa ibang bansa. Nakapagdesisyon kasi ang Daddy ni Jay Sean na dun nalang sila mamalagi sa Australia kaya andun na siya ngayon.

To My Cheerleader (Part 2)

By: Ian

Hello! I'm really glad for the positive feedback on my first submission, To My Cheerleader. Please have time to read it first before reading this! :)

As a sign of appreciation, here's a small portion of our Fb conversation. :P I hope you enjoy this one too.

January 1, 12:13AM

Him: Happy New Year Kuya!

Me: Happy New Year. May 2017 be a fruitful year for you and bring all the lessons 2016 has taught you. :)

Him: I hope so too. Haha. Thank you! :”)

Me: Catch up soon. :)

Him: Sure! :)

January 1, 1:39AM

Me: Heyy. How are you?

Me: You know I’m still here for you right?

Me: Annd I’ll just leave it there. Sorry. btw, Happy new year again. :)

January 1, 3:11AM

Him: Haha. Lately I feel like I’m on my own. Hahaha. Nahihiya nga ako kausapin si *squad successor* eh. Kahit bestfriend ko siya. Hahaha.

Him: But yes alam ko naman na nandiyan ka pa din. :)
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“It is never too late to be what you might have been.” - George Eliot
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To My Cheerleader (Part 1)

By: Ian

The first time I saw you was when you first joined the squad. You were just a typical newbie back then. I understood that you knew nothing but I definitely did see that you were trying your best to learn. You listened attentively, watched every step I taught, asked questions when you didn’t understand how to do basic elements, and practiced very well. You can be easily taught. That’s when I started admiring you.

You were skilled. I think that was innate in you. I taught you how to lift. You did  j-ups and walk-ups. Tossed a flyer with an impressive height. I taught you how to do a round off and a buck tuck. And you did both in series. Your jumps were high and your movements were sharp. I honestly thought you were just messing around saying you didn’t have any background in cheer sports. But I did see that you were looking up to me. You were thirsty for skills and I admired you more for that.

You were sweet and soft spoken but at the same time, you were aggressive in trainings. You always push yourself to your limits to the point that you almost did a scorpion. You were even more flexible than the girls. You were talented and I admired you even better.

We were so close in your first year. Almost every after trainings, we ate dinner. You asked for my help in your acads and I was more that happy to teach you what I learned three years ago. You slept over my apartment several times. We sometimes chugged beer and ate mary jane brownies. You were so sweet that I started to feel differently.

Mister Time Depot

By:AJ

Hi. It’s my first time to share my work in this site. This story is very special for me. I hope you will like it. Everything written here is true. Maybe you’ll find it boring but it’s my inspiration. It’s not a story of pleasure..

He is walking in shopping center, who knows he will be caught by this stranger? Every steps he takes, the closer he gets, he got hypnotized. It’s like, he is out of his head or out of this world. His eyes stuck on him, but he sees unclear. His thought is bright yet everything is blur. He knew there is strange with this guy. He doesn’t know what? He tried to remember what he saw. He tried to picture his face, but it messed up.

                 He is afraid of second look; he doesn’t give a second look. Yet for him, he can’t control his head to turn back. Looking at him, just to memorize that guy’s face. He wants it to remember. Remember how angelic his face? How subtle his eyes? How pointy his nose? How reddish his lips? How perfect his face? How serious he looks like? He wants it all to remember.

                Upon looking back, his feet continuously moving farther and farther, until he lost him in his sight.

                “To go back or not to go?” The question left in his mind. He knows it is wrong. He knows it is not normal. But he can’t do nothing to reciprocate what he is feeling now. He knows it is insane. He knows.

                With that, he kept his mind away from thinking that stranger. And walks like there is no other one living. As if he is completely alone.

                That is his life. He is alone though there are several friends he has. He is alone though there is his family he loves. He is destined to be alone, by choice. He stands for it. He has a lot of things he is afraid of. Rejections. Judgement. Failures. Dishonesty. Or what so ever.

                He is Andre. He is not that eye-catchy. He is just a simple guy, in his simple way. A college boy who doesn’t know himself. In his twenty years of existence, he kept on asking why everything he had has to be that way? He kept on asking, what his life is for? He kept on asking who and what he really is?

                He wants no attention.

Move On (Part 1)

By: jurisgrant

Sabi nila moving on doesn’t mean you need to understand everything, because sometimes it is not meant to be understood but to be accepted. And moving on is never an easy way.

Year 2010, nang makikilala ko c Ryan sa isang dating app simula noon araw-araw na kaming nagcha-chat. Ryan was a typical guy, discreet, gwapo at higit sa lahat charming but ryan and i didnt talked about our present situations. We just chatted about our days and work pero ni isa doon walang personal matters. Until one day, when he asked me to come over to his place, medyo malayo din ang lugar nila mga 3 hours ang byahe, at first i was hesistant pero sabi ng mga friends ko wala naman daw mawawala kung susubukan ko and so i did. Di naman ako bago sa meet ups, i do have a lot of it mostly trip lang, for sex, im an adventurous man mahilig ako sa experimentation kaya na rin cguro di ako pumasa sa board exam ko kasi naubos ang oras ko kakameet ng mga guys.

But, ryan was a different case, i dont believe in love at first sight pero i felt it for him. I knew i wasnt just physically attracted, alam ko its more than that. He met me up sa bus station he was in the car waiting for me, nong bumaba sya i knew then it was him and i was instantly fell in his charms. After that, we went to his pad, maliit lang pero cozy, he brought me food para daw ni na kami matagalan pa cause i have work kinabukasan. After a little chit-chat we had an amazing sex, honestly it was my very first time sa maraming bagay sa sex. Longest sex, foreplay, romance and my first penetration. I would say versa ako pero never ko na try ma fuck and yon ang una. At ang condom na halos isang taon kung iniingatan sa wallet ko (bigay sa akin ng friend ko pampa-swerte daw) ginamit ko. And damn iba pala talaga pag gusto mo yong tao, the pain subsided easily and turned into pleasure, pleasure turned to love for me.

I knew in myself, di sya katulad ng iba. Feeling ko that time mahala ko n sya. Ng gabing yon di ako nakatulog ng maayos, i was thinking of him and how lucky i was, finally i made a right decision sa buhay ko kasi that time i felt misguided, money, family and work problems. Na sabi ko sa sarili ko i did the right thing for the first time in my life to follow my instinct. After few hours hinatid nya na ako sa bus station and heading back was like in a dream.

Archer Teacher

By: Gino

Hi everyone.. i really hope this time around mapublish na yung story.. hehe.. this is my life as a discreet bisexual.. first of all, comfort zone ko ang pagsusulat in taglish so pasensya na if mejo conyo ang datingan but ill try my best to be as expressive as i can be.. sana magustuhan nyo.. by the way im writing this while waiting for our shuttle.. picture me in a cubicle with my trusty laptop..

Im Gino. 28 years old from Laguna.. Im 5'7" , fair complexion, simple lang and I think I have the boy next door look.. Im writing this kasi I just want to share my story.. I guess this is a way for me to express who I really am on the inside since di ko rin naman maexpress ng maigi sa outside world.. I grew up normal. Average family sa isang subdivision, 90s generation.. pretty much average lahat.. middle class kumbaga.. and one more term i would like to use is conservative. my family is very conservative.. lahat talaga ideal.. within the norms lagi.. idol ko nga ang parents ko sa living the life kasi.. almost perfect relationship nila.. sobrang rare ang pagaway nila.. in fact 28 na ko, isang beses ko pa lang sila nakita mag away.. i have a sister and a brother.. ako ang bunso.. im not the spoiled bunso though.. tipong ako yung bunsong madalas utusan.. hehe.. no biggie.. bihira lang din kami magaway ng mga kapatid ko.. we all lived like ung mga family sa suburbia.. both parents are working.. may isang kasambahay.. catholic values.. etc..

dahil don sa kinalakihan kong environment, i still think everyday kung bakit ganito ang naging perspective and decision ko sa buhay.. bakit sa same sex ako naattract? naarouse? i dont know... basta naaalala ko, nung grade 4 ako bigla akong nagkacrush sa isa kong classmate na lalaki.. pero i dont act like yung mga malambot na kilos.. boljak ako samin.. kaya from then on.. i lived a closeted life.. inside the closet lang palagi.. secret's mine to keep.. ganyan.. right up to highschool ganyan lang ako.. fantasy lang lagi sa mga poging classmates, higher years and stuff.. sa basic education ko,

Not your Typical Love Story

By: Anonymous

Love always starts happily. Yet an ending, as what others think, is nothing but a beginning positioned at the last part of every life — he or she does not know what reclines ahead of that ending. And truly, only the happiest are blind enough not to see the stripe which separates the two…

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It was an afternoon. The entire place was enclosed by yellow balloons. There were flowers, with faintly sunny petals and ribbons of lemon colors. As you proceed to his finality, a part of you wanted to set back. Your feet were frail as a weedy twig; your tired eyes were clouded by the inevitable vagueness from your hot, burning tears. You made your last contact to him…as you gradually touched the cold, sad mirror of his coffin.

“In the name of the father…”

And so, it ended. You could always heave a sigh, after all. At all times, it has been your sole prayer. And for worldly reasons, it has been your most depressing wish to bring his pain to an end. It was, as you wanted to believe, the sheer answer to cease the agony you constantly see in his very eyes — pair of tired circles that spoke so much aches and fears. You hated yourself, though. Certainly, hoping for someone’s death could sound totally wrong. Yet, as for you, it was indeed the good thing to happen.

“and of the Son…”

You did it. You have proved to them that despite your discrepancy, you could own the world and turn your dreams in reality. Since then, you were always different from the other kids. You were undoubtedly distinct from them as you always prefer to play ‘bahay-bahayan’ with your girl neighbors or put a pink gumamela on your right ear and act as if you were Jasmine Trias…only in a body of a six-year old ‘boy’.

Dear John (Pat 1)

By: Tom

Hi. Previously, I wrote a series of stories here about the best and worst moments of my life, which happens to revolve around my best friend. I tried to write because some famous guy that I forgot the name said that a way to move on is to put your feelings into literature...or something like that. Basta ang alam ko, hindi si Bob Ong yun. And since moving on requires a lot of effort and I am one lazy kid, I wrote here because you know, other people wouldn't understand if I told them the story. Pero I really got busy with my academic life and extra curricular activities, so I wasn't able to continue that story. I'll try to finish it some other time or maybe not, parang hindi naman talaga kasi ako naka-move on.

Just so you know, I am now a college student at one of the top universities in the country Pero naniniwala talaga ako kay Lorde with her line "and we'll never be royals...” Sorry ang corny ko talaga. College taught me a lot of things, of course given yung sa academic side. I think I really matured and I began to accept who I am and also to appreciate other people. Back in high school, I was not open to the notion that I might fall in love with another man. Marahil yun na din ang dahilan kung bakit hindi kami nagwork out ng best friend ko. I still don't believe in labels though. I mean I can love a man or a woman. Do you have to label me gay, bisexual, queer or illegal alien? It's just that I find love, where love is, anong masama dun?

At this point, I should warn you that this story won't help you in achieving an orgasm or achieving anything at all. Hindi niya masasagot kung nage-exist ba si God o kung bakit patuloy pa rin ang corruption sa Pilipinas. Hindi ito yung usual perverted stories na nababasa dito. At lalong walang incest sa story na to (Come on people, ang daming ibang tao diyan why do you have to do it with your uncle, cousin or brother).

Daddy Kong Makulit

By: John

Sabi nila, pag matalino daw (magaling sa pag-aaral, mga gawaing akademiko at eskolar), ay tanga sa pag-ibig. TAMA! Iskolar po ako noon sa isang unibersidad ditto sa amin, at pasado din po ako sa UPCAT pero hindi ko po tinggap ang opportunity dahil gusto ng ex-gf ko dito nlang ako mag-aral. Opo, nagka gf po ako, ngayon ko nga lang po napag-tanto na isa pop ala akong bi-sexual I mean gay na pala, kasi feeling ko wala na akong nararamdaman sa mga babae, maliban sa ex gf ko. Habang isinusulat ko ang kwentong ito, di ko napansing tutumulo ang aking luha. Isang kabiguan para sa akin na lokohin ng isang tao. Hindi ko masasabing ako ay bakla kasi nagkaroon din naman ako ng girlfriend. Pero iba talaga pakiramdam na yong parang nalilito ka sa sarili mo. Di mo alam kung anu ka talaga. Ang kwento ko ay totoo pong pangyayari sa aking buhay. Kaya imunumungkahi ko pong hangga’t maaari po gusto ko lang po sanang mabasa mula sa inyo ang magagandan komento, nais ko lamang po na pasayahin kayo aking magiliw na tagapag-basa dito sa KM. At hingian kayo ng payo.

Ako nga po pala si John (di po tunay na pangalan), 21 years old, taga Capiz po ako, di ko nlang po ilalagay ang work ko kasi baka may makabasa at mabuking pa ako. Isa po akong discreet gay yong gusto lang yong ma bottom sa sex! At first akala ko bi-sexual ako, kasi nagka gf naman din ako nung high school at college life ko. To make it more realistic, ibibigay ko physical appearance ko, di naman po sa pagmamayabang, kasi parang wala naman akong maipagmamayabang (LOL) siguro ang pagkakaroon ng simpleng buhay, masayahin, palabiro, tampuhin at kaunting katalinuhan, kasi consistent honor student ako nung elementary until high school, pero di po ako nakapagtapos dahil sa problemang nangyari samin ng gf ko, pero nag wowork na po ako ngayon, even though hindi ko natapos studies ko. Hindi nman gaano kagandahan ang katawan ko, mga 5’6” ang height ko, may kunting kaputian at slim pero athletic ang pangangatawan. Sabi ng iba head turner daw at napaka propesyonal at cute mag salita, yong iba naman parang baklang-bakla raw ako magsalita hahah di ko alam ang paniniwalaan ko.

Madam Facifica Falayfay

By: Our Lady of Jeddah

Tawagin mo na lang akong Facifica Falayfay (iyan ang aking screen name dito) ………isa akong gay…….tubong Zambales, apat kaming magkakapatid, at galing sa mahirap na pamilya ng magsasaka, maliliit pa lang kami ay banat na ang aming mga katawan sa trabaho, as in talagang trabaho. Pero dahil sa ambisyoso ang mga magulang ko, (as in may ambisyon na gusto kaming mapag aral) kaya kahit na mag dildil kami sa asin ay iginapang kami sa hirap. Ako ang panganay, kaya sa akin lahat napunta ang responsibilidad sa gawaing bahay, at pag alaga sa mga kapatid ko habang nasa bukid ang mga magulang namin, at kaya din siguro ako naging ganito.

Nang makatapos ako ng high school, namasukan ako bilang isang houseboy sa isa sa pinakamayaman dito sa lugar namin sa Zambales, pero mama, hindi yata dapat houseboy ang itawag sa akin, kundi house girl, aba! Akalain mo ba naman lahat ng trabahong bahay sa akin ibinigay, magluto, mag laba, mag linis ng bahay mag alaga ng mga bata, mamalantsa, at kong ano ano pang pang girl na trabahong bahay, kulang na lang pati si Sir ay alagaan ko din, Sabagay mabait naman ang mga amo ko kaya wala akong ma say sa kanila, dahil super duper sa kabaitan, at itinuring na nga rin akong kapamilya. Tatlo ang anak ni Sir at Maam, malalaki na.

Apat na taon na ako sa kanila ng tanungin ako ni Ma’m kong gusto ko daw mag aral, sabi ko oo, kasi yun naman talaga ang gusto ko, anong gusto mong kurso sabi ni Mam, gaya mo din ma’m gusto kong maging Nurse.

Kaya ng sumunod na pasukan ay nag enroll ako at habang nag aaral ay naninilbihan pa rin ako kila Sir at ma’m. Juice ko day! Mahirap pala ang working student, talagang kailangan mo ng sipag at tiyaga, lalo na ng mag intern na ako, school sa umaga at duty naman sa gabi, tapos pagdating sa bahay, trabaho uli hanggang alas tres ng umaga, dahil kilangan tapusin ko ang mga gawaing bahay.

Pagkalito

By Marlon

Hi mga KM readers,mga 1 week ago lang ako napadpad sa site na ito.kakahanap ng mga tagalog sex na babasahin,isang basa ko pa lang nalibang na ako.tuwing nasa office pag wala ginagawa at bago matulog eto muna pinag kakaabalahan ko.kaya naisipan ko na rin ibahagi ang aking kwento.

Ako nga pala si marlon tunay man o hindi hindi tunay na pangalan hindi na mahalaga yun,26 yrs old,5"8,moreno at sakto lang ang pangangatawan yung tamang pang romansa lang.at ngayun ay naka destino na sa lion city.

Sisimulan ko muna ang aking kwento nung akoy 6 yrs old pa lang.meron kami poso sa luma naming bahay batangas,dun ay may lagi nakikiligo at nakikilaba sa aming mga kapitbahay.ngunit isang bagay ang pumukaw ng aking atensyon,isang binata na noon ay lagi dun naliligo.nakikita ko sya na lagi may hinihilod sa loob ng kanyang shorts.nang mapansin nya ako na nanonod sa kanya ay agad nyang inilabas ang kanyang tinatago.gulat na gulat ako nun dahil dun lang ako nakakita ng ganun kalaki ari ng lalaki dahil nga bata pa lang ako nun.kitang kita ko ang mapula pula nitong ulo at maugat nitong katawan.dahil nakikita nya ako nanonood sa kanya ay tila sya nangaakit dahil pinapasok nya ang ari nya sa loob ng labasan mg tubig ng poso.pasok labas ang kanyang ginagawa sa bibig ng poso at ng may mapansin akong puting likido na tumutulo mula sa poso.dahil sa muran isip ay hindi ko alintana ang bagay na yun,hanggang sa halos araw araw na nya inyong ginagawa kapag walang tao at ako naman ay libang na libang sa aking nakikita.nakalipas ang ilang araw habang pinapanood ko sya

True Love Last

By: Daniel

Matagal na rin ako sumusubaybay sa blog na to.. almost a year na rin.May story is not all about sexs, but a true love to someone. Pagpasenyahan niyo na kung ganito ung kwento ko. Sinulat ko kasi to nung time na magkasama kami ni Daniel di tunay na pangalan. Itago niyo na lang ako sa pangalan  kenshin di tunay na pangalan taga pangasinan. Graduate ng BSN and currently nagrereview for coming Nursing Licensure Exam.

Parang hindi kna kaya na hindi ka makita. Mahal na kita. Alam kung mali ito nararamdaman ko sayo, pero tao lang ako, na nagmamahal. Ngayon pakiramdam ko parang iniiwasan mo ko. Ung sunday bkit pinatabi mo sa akin si viens. This monday bakit hindi ka nagrereply sa mga text ko... Kaya nag sun nako para hndi kna makagastos pa... Hndi ko alam kung dinibdib mo ung sinabi ko sayo last friday. Hndi mo lng alam mga 1week na, nahulog ako sayo. Kung puwede ko lang baguhin ang pakikitungo ko sayo gagawin ko, wag mo lang ako iwasan ng ganito... Mali ang magmahal ng sariling kauri pero, hndi naman puwede turuan ang puso kung sino ba talaga ang dapat mahalin... Kusa na lang ito sumisibol... Bahala na, kung ano man kahinatnan nito. Alam ko mahal ko siya, kahit ganito na pakiramdam ko umiiwas siya sa akin. Alam ko naman na walang sumasaya sa ganitong relasyon. Ang sabi ng iba it just only Lust but for me its love. May time na hndi ako makakain sa kakaisip sa kanya. Hindi ko naman puwede sabihin 2, kasi hndi naman nla ako maiintindihan. They will judge me. Mahal na mahal ko itong tao na .