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Okay, so I am not 19 anymore and the body I had as an actor and dancer went out the window sort of when I turned 40. I had dieted for 20 years. At the end of my peak I was doing 600 sit ups a day. I retired, which means I got a lover and settled down for good. I had other lovers, who lasted for long periods of time. I was, I think, the first Canadian to be married to a same sex partner. That was in Copenhagen. Seven years later I became the first Canadian, I think to be divorced in that same system. That was some time ago and time heals all wounds. No, really it does. I am now very happy with my lover of about 5 years. He is from the Philippines. We have an open relationship. I have some friends who have been together for a very long time of more than 25 years! Theirs is an open relationship. I know other couples that have a monogamous relationship. They all manage by lying to their partner and we chose not to do that. Of course it was difficult and hurtful at first but we both want this to last and the truth is a strong foundation for a lasting partnership. Sorry this is supposed to be an erotic story and it will get to that. I just wanted to tell you how I got here. I live in Manila. Just moved here last month with my partner after 4 years in Bangkok. He is from here and wanted to move home to open up his business and be closer to his family. This last two weeks he has been away. We both travel a lot. Some times together and sometimes alone. I wanted to stay and get settled and check out the local talent. I had read some of Bert Baltazar's stories from Manila and wanted some first hand experience of the pinoy. Well I won't get into detail with them all but I have really enjoyed being a free top in this city. We arrived during the political crisis. People trying to oust the accused corrupt president. I don't care about politics only hot tight ass and getting my big dog balls empty with some guy who loves to get plowed. I met Bert and he is just as hot as his stories but I will let him tell you about those times if he cares to. This is a story of how eye contact is a sure bet for tasty release. We live in a serviced apartment. I guess you might say it is ritzy address for the city. A lot of "A" names live here. I am not from here so I don't know any of them. I met one in the sauna of my gym here. I had just had a shiatsu after doing my 45 minutes on the treadmill. The change room was a bit busy but nothing had ever happened sex-wise for me there before. When I walked in the sauna a guy with those blow me away eyes was sitting in the corner of the small space with his towel artfully arranged over his hidden joys. I took a place opposite and let my towel hang a bit loose. Now remember I said I am no longer the gym monkey I slaved as 5 years ago, but I am still sexy in my own unique way. My eyes can say a lot and in the end when the towel drops as it did they usually like what they see. My 7-½ inches of uncut Canadian bacon can still cause the drool to form in the red hot-blooded cock wanting male. This dudes towel was soon off and long pauses later had us doing the self-grope and eye contact tango. He sported an impressive uncut sausage which made my mouth water and his slightly tanned butt looked made for my dick. A squeeze here; a rub there. Time passed and I asked if he wanted to go back to my room. He had told me he was in a hurry because he had somewhere to go but I assured him a quickie was just fine with me I got upstairs first and had my tee shirt off when the doorbell rang. He was so cool when he came in. He followed me to my room and our hand and mouths did the talking. I soon got him out of his chinos and onto my big bed. We sucked each other hard. Tasting the man essence. He also had shaved balls, which are my favorite to suck on. "I want you to blow your hot cum all over me," he whispered. "I am so close. When you want it just tell me. I want to see you cum at the same time," I rasped. "Do it now dude. Fucking blow your wad. I am going to shoot." And I did. Ropey lines of hot man milk painting his wonderful chest heaving with his own ecstasy and his own sperm blasting forth with mine. I lay down on top of him and we mixed our cream together while our hearts beat the sound of time. "You can shower in there," I said finally. Minutes later he was gone… after we had introduced ourselves. Turns out he is some big star of the local and national scene. I just keep him a place as a big star for my private memory file. They are all stars. Each and everyone have a shine like no other. I look to the horizon for the next bright light. Maybe I should try looking in Glorietta… This is my first story. It is true. I would love to get some feed back and or contacts for future true stories. You can email me: neilg.lees@pacific.net.ph Replies with a full length nude shot will get a reply with the same. Salamut...Buttmaker