There seems to be a scarcity of gay-sex-related blogs lately. The usually spontaneously kinky
Soltero (pardon on the adverbs) has already folded up and
Tristan, whose trysts made my nights unbearable, has been quite busy with living his colorful life in the States. These are, of course, bad news for an audience like me.
And then I wondered, maybe it's time to tell my story.
For starters, I was not born and raised in Manila. I came here with the innocence of my childhood, lost and exposed to everything by the next days. There was no turning back since then.
I guess you will come to know me more in my future entries. Do take in mind that I am not gonna teach you where and how to hook up. I'm pretty sure you all know where the boys are, in varying amounts and quantities.
But Grindr has been a personal favorite, hence, the title.
So I invite you to read along. Let me tickle your senses.
For the next post will be all about me
and him.