Vortally Yours Pt 1

It was a birthday party blast, held in one of the chalets in the east side. It was a get-together to remember - old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time, new friends got introduced, and cuties came to mingle. Of all the guests, vorta guy VG was the apple of my eye. He came with his gym stuff, wearing a black cotton singlet and board shorts so long it made him appear shorter (he stands 5'6"). His face was average, but his nicely sculpted upper body, smooth tanned skin, and boyish aura compensated for it. He caught the attention of some of the PLU guys in the party. Some acted as if they were single, when they're partner was not in that party.

Me and close friend CF haven't confirmed if VG's gay. We see him at the gym, most of the time talking to CF. CF told me I always ignored him because he was scrawny back in the day. But the thing is, we never got introduced until the night of the party, so VG really doesn't know me at all. But CF was all miss congeniality at the gym that he talks to almost anyone he meets in the studio for group exercise. VG also attends the same class as CF, and CF befriended him last year. After a few months, VG went from scrawny to brawny, through self-learned weight training and determination to get big. And so, the insignificant became interesting.

CF said he and VG would always plan something like having a meal after gym, but it didn't push through for some reason. He was surprised that VG showed up for the party. CF had a hunch VG is gay, but he had no proof. We had no proof, until the following day.

When midnight struck, karaoke was on. I was the designated tequila tender. At first, I was giving out really high shots. Sorry, amateur eh. But I made it a point that VG gets plenty of spirits that night. Hihihi. He was receiving with no question, as he was pretty much game for anything that night. I know I was so scheming.

But karma took the best of me. I was the first one to drop down drunk. Later on, the gays would tell me that I was competing with the sounds. I now hold the record for the loudest snore in the group. They would turn the mic to me to amplify the noise I was making, while some song was being played. "Oh, Carrie, ikaw naman." Haha, mga walanghiya.

I woke up with my head throbbing like hell. The karaoke was finished, and every one had his own spot for sleeping. VG was beside me. He was laying face down, his fleshy shoulders facing me. I stared at him, from hair to butt, which was something. The hangover didn't stop me from beholding him.

I went to the bathroom to pee. Then I drank a glass of water to ease the hangover. I went back to my spot since it was only 6 am, and I wanted to sleep through the headache.

VG turned around and put his arms above his head. His armpit had nice hair and it was fair. The chest was wonderful, with his man-nips bakat from the singlet. The midsection was narrow and looks tight, and the bulge in his shorts was like icing on the cake, waiting to be licked.

It took me some time to muster my guts. After making small movements as if struggling to get some sleep while touching him, I put my arms on his waist without getting retaliation.

(Tsuzuku)