Story/Encounters Crumplerboi Midnight Kayaks (Life Story)

[curiousbi1]

Yey!! Good to see youre back with your stories!

This chapter left me with teary eyes. I can feel the love and the pain.. How i wish i can meet you in person someday!

Ps. Love the sidetrack notes for your haters. Lol. One thing is for sure; you are damn so interesting for them to spend time bashing around.

Xoxo

I didn't noticed i was loged out til i saw my post as a guess. ♥

[Roronoa_zoro]

Hey Aaron (crumplerboi),

 

Welcome back from your hiatus. Hope everything is doing good at your side and here you are with your stories! yay!
Been a fan of your stories since part1. so I have an idea of compiling your stories into a book or an E-book(PDF). If you don't mind we could discuss further 

Cheers!

[Guest guest]

crumpie next chapter soon promise us!!!!

[Crumplerboi]

Yey!! Good to see youre back with your stories!

This chapter left me with teary eyes. I can feel the love and the pain.. How i wish i can meet you in person someday!

Ps. Love the sidetrack notes for your haters. Lol. One thing is for sure; you are damn so interesting for them to spend time bashing around.

Xoxo

 

 

I didn't noticed i was loged out til i saw my post as a guess. ♥

 

Holla curiouisbi1,

 

ahahahha i was like reading two similar post and i went O.o 

well time permits before CNY since i have a 11am to 4pm work schedule. 

I would be free in between lunch if you are around MBFC or Keypoint area =))

well brahh, haters gonna hate man cant change anything bout it but they are 

entertaining and keeps me going. Well, lets arrange soon so we can grab a cuppa

before i get all busy again. 

 

Cheers to you man 

[Crumplerboi]

hahaha his name jubjub is actually that he wanted a name that sound cute :X i doubt he know if it mean kiss in thai 

hahaha jubbby!

 

 

hahhaha NUUUU! jubjub was meant to be the high-5 character, and the one in neopets hahhahah

 

Holla jubjub & spencer,

 

ahahaha ok from what i know jub jub means kiss kiss in thai. 

Now that you mentioned it is a character from Hi5. it reminds me that 

jub jub is actually that "jack in the box" female character right? ahahaha 

 

Spencer hmmm well now that i told him what it means in thai, am sure he 

will find it cute enough haha. 

 

cheers to the both of you  :yuk:

crumpie next chapter soon promise us!!!!

 

Holla guest, 

 

Yes posting one soon aite. Thank You for waiting patiently ~

Btw saint80, i did not get any reply from you perhaps it went

missing or something but cheers to ya too matey ~ 

[Crumplerboi]

Chapter 16

 

I held back my emotions erupting from deep within. The letter was thrown aside and I held both my hands to my face burying it in emptiness. Emptiness, which is conceptually liable to be mistaken for sheer nothingness, is in fact the reservoir of infinite possibilities. I should have been a little sensitive towards Martin and his blunders. But in this tragic catastrophe of the heart, I was supposed to be the victim. The more I thought about the whole occurrence, the worst I felt. The sudden deja vu feeling came out of nowhere. It got me reminded of the letter Byrant handed over to me after the mouth-fucking incident. Reading the letter it is as though a bolt of electricity was delivered down my spine. Martin was seated beside me, patience on his face but his eyes showed otherwise. He turned his head facing the window and I could see Martin eyes glisten as he fought to be strong.

 

“You know, it is okay to cry. But this is the first time I have seen someone cried so much within a day. I know you are affected in one way or another else you wouldn’t be tearing like there is no tomorrow. Look, it’s over and done with and there is nothing left to salvage. Even if there were, I would not want it. It will complicate things even further.” I told Martin.

    

He tightened his grip on my hands. I can feel how much it hurts him deep inside to actually put me through all this. Perhaps in Martin’s perspective, he never thought that such capability exist within him. You know that strong feeling you get when someone is genuinely apologetic for his or her wrongdoings. That was what I felt when Martin tightened his gripped on my hands. I felt like a total ass during that moment. First it was Byrant whom I hurt physically and now its Martin, with my words. I would not bail myself and mentioned that it was during the moment where I was fuming and angry. I have learned that it is never right to lash at someone when you are emotionally heightened. This can only result in one conclusion, that you are gonna fuck your life pretty badly.

 

The sinking feeling soon sets upon myself. It was as though an important part of me was gone. That same feeling when Byrant left me. I could not bring myself to face Martin. As much as I was fuming with anger that he had put me through all of this, there was a part of me, which still yearns for his presence. I stand up and continued with my packing leaving Martin sitting on my bed to ponder on things. In between, I steal glances at him checking out if he was doing fine. You see, I am the type, which can hurl a thousand and one hurtful fuck words at you but after the whole fiasco, I am a different person. I cannot bring myself to accept fact that Martin and myself was no longer together. Even till now, no matter how much Lawboy irritates me or how much he loves to annoy me. Deep down, I still love him and I can’t figure out how would I wake up one day knowing he is no longer by my side. I am the sort of individual which constantly needs someone, a partner to be by my side. I seriously doubt myself living in life of solitude.

 

I was focused on my packing my stuff that I did not realized Martin had stood up. I felt a pair of arms grabbing my waist from behind and a body came into contact with mine. Martin places his head on my shoulder and kept quiet. I reciprocate by wrapping my hands around his arms and just stood there waiting for moments to pass. At that point, how I wish time would just froze and I can remain with him eternally. Talk about having such a thought at the age of 18, too much of a wishful thinking I would say.

 

“Aaron…” he broke the silence.

 

“Yes Martin?”

 

He hesitated for sometime before answering me. “Like, you know all of this was not intentional. I explained in the letter and I hope you can somehow or rather forgive me for my actions.”

 

Martin is not making any better of the situation. In fact he was making it worst for me by saying all of that. But I persevere and stood strong because if I were to break down any moment, it would not make situations any better. Looking and thinking back, I guess I did the appropriate thing. That was how much Martin meant to me that I was not ready to jeopardies the moment. I explained to him that everything is over and he did not need to repeat it again and again like a broken record. I broke free of his grip on me and turned around to face him. I held him close to my face and our foreheads touched each other. Looking into his eye I said;

 

 

“Martin Kong, my love for you as a friend will never fade even after we leave this room. It will never change one bit even though you are that one motherfucker who I want to give one good slap. See Martin, to say that I am not affected; I would be lying to myself. This life is what you make of it. No matter what, you are going to mess up sometimes, it is a universal actuality. Although, the good part is you get to choose how you are going to mess it up. Bear this in mind, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything, they are your true companions. Do not let go any of them. Trust me when I say this Martin; siblings make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well you know they will come and go. Martin, I hate to admit it but most of them actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart. Never give up because if you give up, you will never find your soul mate. You will never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Do not because you fail once, it does not mean you are gonna fail at everything else. Keep trying, persevere, and constantly believe in yourself. Cause if you don't, then who will Martin? So sweetie, keep smiling cause life is a picturesque thing and there is so much to smile bout’.” 

 

To say I put the episode behind me with ease is totally uncalled for. After packing my bag, I took one last look at my bunk and close the doors behind me. As I was walking down the staircase with Martin by my side, I could not help but tears begin rolling down my cheeks. I pondered, of all times why now. Why can’t good things last and even so, why me. It really got to a point when you feel that heart wrenching pain deep within. It is mentally exhausting cause, no matter how your heart is broken, you go round and round in your head trying to decipher what erroneous mistakes you have made. Physically, it is also strenuous cause you get yourself worked up from crying and exasperating to control the pain and after a while, you just feel downright drained. The feelings varied, at first it was a gut wrenchingly all consuming sense of pain and loss that really made me want to scream and wrath, but that gave way to a far more awful gloomy emptiness and a sense of there being a large hole near the center of my being. It took a long time to fill the void and for the hole to close but so. What is left is even a bigger scar but nonetheless life still goes on.

 

I felt a tug on my sleeves; “Aaron, what’s wrong?” Martin asked. I focus my attention away not wanting him to notice how awful I was feeling. “Nothing Martin, just some dust caught in my eye. Trying to wipe it off, itching like mad.” the excuse I came up with. The whole atmosphere was so tense that I could sense Martin feeling guilty bout the whole thing. We soon caught up with the rest and eventually, both of us were engaged in our own activities. From afar, I stole glances at Martin and when he felt someone was watching, I just turned away pretending that I was not looking. The rest of the afternoon passed really slowly. I was back home, on my study table reading and in between writing by diary entries. Each time I tried to recall the days event, I would place my hands on my cheeks and feel the dampness. I told myself; “this aint going anywhere.” Tears are words that the mouth could not speak and the heart could not contain.

 

We had block leave before being posted out to our respective unit. I had a few days to kill and so far the boys did not have any plans. I looked at myself in the mirror, instead of being sorry and all emotional, why don’t I enjoy the weekend and just party. I booked myself the next flight to Bangkok and called DooDoo my thai friend. I told him that I had some free time and just needed to relax and unwind and it was a good opportunity for us to catch up. One thing about me when I travel overseas is I like to travel simple. No luggage no big bags or trolley bags bogging me down. I searched for my crumpler sling bag, place my boxers inside, handphone chargers, a pair of bermudas and shirt and my laptop. That was it, nothing else and with that I made my way to the airport. I send a text message to both my folks informing them that I will be away for the weekend and I just gave Martin a quick text that I will see him on Monday. With my hoodie on, I plugged in and switched on my lappy. Oblivious to the surrounding, I began tying away on the keyboard. The whole flight was just be sitting there writing and reminiscing what has been going on for the past months. I did tear a little but held myself back strongly that life still goes on. As strong as I thought I was, when I saw DooDoo and hugged him, flood gates opened. We spoke like duck and chicken in between using thai-lish and arai here arai there. I was far away from home, in a foreign land and there he is, my companion for the week.

 

Baiyoke Sky was the frequent dwelling place for my trip. Perhaps due to the fact that I have friends or acquaintances that I made from the previous trips that was residing in that area. I told DooDoo that I just wanted to walk around, eat and have a drink or two. The thing bout drinking there is, the alcohol is dirt cheap I tell ya’ll but the mixers and some places the ice, is a killer. But I was not in the mood to be calculative of such. We head towards RCA area for some music and light drinks before proceeding to Silom. The weekend just flew by that fast and before I knew it, I was already returning to Singapore.

 

The day of our posting was one I particularly not looking forward to. I drag myself into HTA and the first person I bumped into was Martin.

 

“Good morning Aaron!” cheerful as always but I had to put on a fake smile and pretended to be ecstatic. I tell you my intake was really screwed up. First it was NDP, next was the posting it is like fill in the slots for us and lastly I thought it would be office hour but end up being on the patrol team due to the lack of manpower. My SI assured me that being on patrol team would be a whole lot better than being at office hour. “The exposure my boy!” that was his words before we went away laughing as though he just threw a pie on my face. Martin was posted as a Fitness instructor (by now those from my batch can decipher who is he cause if you still cant, just drop it) I on the other hand, was out at sea. Yes like literally the only fella to be going coast guard from my squad. It sucks to be me at that point of time but fate decided to alter it to my reasoning. As we bit our farewells to one another, I could not help but feeling all nostalgic and desolate about leaving HTA.

 

As I hugged Martin for one last time and whispered to him, “take care of yourself. Remember that no matter the distance between us, I will always have a place in this motherfucker heart of yours.” He laughed a little but I could see the sadness in his eyes. I was just being myself and acting all macho not to show him that I was affected by his departure. Truth be told, I was hurting inside. For all I wanted was someone close to me, an individual whom I can share my good and bad times with. Nonetheless, I told myself to move forward and forget about Martin. Nothing last forever, even your life ends. Thus it did take me quite a bit to forget Martin and eventually carry on with life. But it was enhance by another factor; Vic Henry.

 

I just wish to deviate a little before I continue with the next chapter (spoiler alert). It took me a whole new level of courage to actually re-read the entire Vic Henry’s entry and the blog post. Fact being recently, he deleted me off his fb account but did not block me. I had no issues with it and perhaps he has finally moved on with his life after 3 years or so. The saddening part is running a person down publicly on fb just because you were too hurt? Yes I was not the bestest of individual as your better half during that period (almost 6 years) of us being together. To ridicule me and say I will never move on with life and I can never find someone who can tolerate my nonsense and my background etc. What gives man? I know you been constantly catching up with my story and asking my friends when is your arc. Well here you go this is dedicated to you. And no worries, no dirty laundries will be hang out cause aint that sort if you haven notice.

 

 

To be continued …

Edited January 27, 2014 by Crumplerboi

[G a b]

Damn, it must have been hard for you to be writing and recalling all those memories which pull you down. I wouldn't say that i know how the pain feels like, but damn bro, it must been worst then a knife stabbing you deep huh? But for better or worst, you have moved on and glad that you and BIL are happy with each other. I guess that's just how lesson are learnt uh, the hard way. JY!! Will keep a lookout for the next chapter soon! Feeling some tense situation here uh! Anw, school starts liao ah, a big big BORING!!!! 
Cheers,

G A B

[JunKai]

heehee~ you're back? hahaha can faster anot ah? *setting fire* *riot* lol!

[Marineboy]

Aaron you  poor motherfucker....ok I sayangz you hor

[MinWoo]

WB!

[Crumplerboi]

Aaron you  poor motherfucker....ok I sayangz you hor

 

 

WB!

 

Holla Marineboy,

LOL what up with the motherfucker yo hahahah i couldnt help myself but laugh my ass off

when you said that. yes i sayang you too marineboy but maybe sayang the uniform more

 

Holla MinWOo,

Thank you Thank you, hope things have been good on your side 

[Crumplerboi]

heehee~ you're back? hahaha can faster anot ah? *setting fire* *riot* lol!

 

 

Damn, it must have been hard for you to be writing and recalling all those memories which pull you down. I wouldn't say that i know how the pain feels like, but damn bro, it must been worst then a knife stabbing you deep huh? But for better or worst, you have moved on and glad that you and BIL are happy with each other. I guess that's just how lesson are learnt uh, the hard way. JY!! Will keep a lookout for the next chapter soon! Feeling some tense situation here uh! Anw, school starts liao ah, a big big BORING!!!! 

Cheers,

G A B

 

Holla Junkar,

Fireman you supposed to put out fire not start one LOL dont be notty uhh and i shall see you soon =))

 

Holla GAB,

awwww bro ya so sweet. of course definitely me and your BIL is definitely happy because the company you bois gives us every weekend. I cant wait for

the next gathering as usual where chum would roll on the floor and the armpit hee hee and perempuan anyway, yeah it was a bit of a pain when initially

for me to recall all this but now am all ok hopefully. ENJOY school yo for you have ya country to serve soon!

 

cheers bro ~

[Crumplerboi]

Hey Aaron (crumplerboi),

 

Welcome back from your hiatus. Hope everything is doing good at your side and here you are with your stories! yay!

Been a fan of your stories since part1. so I have an idea of compiling your stories into a book or an E-book(PDF). If you don't mind we could discuss further 

Cheers!

 

Holla Roronoa_zoro,

hahaha hiatus it is just trying to spend time with my family and love ones during the holiday. haven had time for them for the past months

and making it up. WOW i am honoured man that you wanna make it into a book or E-BOOK. aint got no idea how to go bout on it but

certainly appreciate it if you have the expertise and avenues ~ 

 

cheers mate ~

[Yas1950]

Oh Crumpy my heart cries with you. You poor chap. But you've come out real strong.

And I admire that in a man. Hangin there; hang tough!!!

As always

Big Bro

[Marineboy]

Ooops sorry Crumpy I misread when you whispered to Martin's ears that you called yourself a Mfcuker...paiseh :oops:  :oops:  :oops:

[Crumplerboi]

Oh Crumpy my heart cries with you. You poor chap. But you've come out real strong.

And I admire that in a man. Hangin there; hang tough!!!

As always

Big Bro

 

Holla Abang Yas,

Yes my dear abang i am still hanging and hanging still till i see you haha. 

remember to take care of your health and watch out for those diets, i will

smell you around sometime soon =)) 

 

Cheers,

Aaron

Ooops sorry Crumpy I misread when you whispered to Martin's ears that you called yourself a Mfcuker...paiseh :oops:  :oops:  :oops:

 

Holla Marineboy,

maybe someone needs some spanking and smacking hahaha  :yuk:  :yuk:  :yuk:

[ThePineapple]

Come... i give you a hug Crumplerboi

[Crumplerboi]

Chapter 17

 

“OIE! NDP batch right? Cannot march properly issit?!” a voice echoed as I step onto the grounds of Pulau Brani. I looked around and found a familiar face or two. Thought to myself that this was going to be a drag and how would I endure 3 months of MPC. Well at least I got Zubair in the same squad as me; he was the one who caught Martin and me at the back during our HTA times.

 

“Why the somber face? Missing him already?” he stood in front of me asking that. I was on my phone texting someone that I did not notice his presence. “Ohh hey Zubair, erm missing who?” I pretended not to know whom he was referring to. He gave me a smile and places his hand on my shoulder. “It is going to be all right. I am sure you can be with someone who can appreciate you better.” And with that we were ushered into the auditorium for administrative purposes. You know how “fast” these people when it comes to doing admin stuff. So, I kept myself busy playing Snake on my phone. I was minding my own business when I felt pieces of papers being thrown at me. Initially, I just shrugged it off thinking it was some of them who were being their usual self. It got to a point where here I was trying to get my high score and these pieces of papers rolled into a small balls keep hitting the back of my head. I stood up and shouted “Nahbei, you all too free right. Got ball own up!” the whole auditorium went silent and eyes were on me. “Dare to do it, dare to own up. No balls don’t serve NS, go back tickle your grandfathers balls better.” Soon after I said that, a specky fella stood up and said, “Joke cannot? Why need play grandfather all?”

 

I focused my attention towards him; “Who wants to play your grandfather you childish fuck. You not happy we settle Friday outside after we booked out. Down here if I play rank you sure say I no balls.” With that, Zubair came over and tried to calm me down.

 

“Aaron, relax man. Wanna make an impression not this way. Let that kiddo go most probably some nsk that is not worth your time and energy. Relax ok.” And he sat beside me with his arms around my shoulders. It did not stop there, cause he continued with further insults. This asshole tried to provoked me even further. It was later on that I found out he was actually chasing Martin and bear this grudge on me cause he couldn’t get him.

 

“Why Martin not here you don’t dare to do anything? What a shame to have such fag in our community. One with no balls cause the boyfriend got posted to another place.” That really hit my nerve but at the same time, Zubair’s grip on me got tighter. “Chill Aaron, let him be.” Well I did let the moment pass there and then, I will forgive but not forget. After settling all the administrative things, we were directed to our rooms to unpack and just take a breather for the day. The bunk was facing Sentosa Island and it had a superb view. I went all the way to the back and took the last bed. Fact being that there was a balcony just beside my bed and the nighttime breeze is superb. I was unpacking my things when this retard came to my room door and tried to provoke me again.

 

“Why wait for Friday. Settle now lah, you and me one-on-one like a man.” I glanced to the doorway and saw he was with three of his squad mates. I just finished ironing my uniform and what he did literally pulled my wire completely. I took the iron and walk towards this dickhead direction where he was standing by my room door. The moment his squad mates saw the iron all of them took off, it took him 3 second short before he ran back towards the direction of his bunk. Cut the story short, I managed to catch up with him and eventually cornered him in his room.

 

“Wanna settle now right?!” I asked him and at the same time holding the hot iron near his face. “Come settle one time like a man and get this done and over with, don’t talk so much. You go DB I go DB both charge one time sit inside tickle each other’s ball day and night.” The rest of his squad tried to calm me down but to no avail. “Faris, don’t step on someone’s tail if they did not provoke you or anything. Life is about survival of the fittest. If you cannot get someone you desire, don’t put the blame onto the person who succeeds. Because it just shows your weak side and how a dumbfuck you really are. For the records, Martin and myself call it a quit. We decided that leading our own paths is for the better. So if you wanna go chase after him or suck his dick dry, by all means. But remember this; Aaron does not go for oysters which are already pried opened. Because second hand goods are meant for low-life like yourself.” And with that I returned to my bunk. It was only from word of mouths that I overhead Faris actually peed in his pants during the whole commotion. The incident was never reported although those from my batch would know of it.

 

Fast forward a little, he did eventually apologise for his stupidity and shared with me on his events leading to courting Martin. Faris got rejected big time according to what he told me. Martin mentioned to me in the later months that there was this weird ass that keeps asking his squad mates for his number. I pretended that I know nothing of it and shrugged off the whole episode.

 

The following day is where the regulars came in to join us. There were 6 of them if memory serves me correct. One torn amongst the roses, who eventually became my bestie during our training days. The four guys were placed in my bunk while my bitch was separated in her own room. He walked towards my double-decker bed and I was engrossed with my diary entry. Initially I thought it was Zubair who came over and wanted something. When this person stretch his hands out and squeeze my nose, I got irritated.

 

“What the fuck Bai, nothing to do?” and when I looked up;

 

“OUH! Hey…” I was mortified at the face I saw. It was Vic Henry, clad in his uniform. At that moment, I was not sure how to react to the situation. I just froze there as though I have seen a ghost but at the same time something was brewing from deep within.

 

“No hugs?” he snapped me back to reality.

 

“No… I mean Yes ehh No.” I was struggling in between my words.  

 

An eventful start to my MPC life and it just gets better. We had orientation games at the pool and the irony of me having a love hate relationship with water. Not that I do not take a shower or anything, but it is just that I prefer the company of flat grounds that doesn’t rock and sway when you are travelling on it. And the fact that I hate to walk around in those NS issued swimming trunks, which is totally uncalled for. No I had no bods to start with, at 18 I was comfortably sitting at 55kg. I was always complaining to one of my bunkmate how frail I look with that frame and I should bulk up a little. Yes a little overboard when I am sitting at 68kg as of now. The amount of alcohol and newton three times a week has caught up with me finally haha but that’s aside.

 

I supposed during that moment, I found solace and comfort in Vic Henry. I never did think that he was a rebound after Martin although after we separate ways, Vic Henry claims that he was merely someone for me to get my life moving again. We instantly clicked with each other and caught up after where we had left. I asked him why the changed of division since he was some comfortable at the place where I cannot say it here. He told me that he needed a change of environment and office hour was quite hectic for him. I just nodded and further asked why was it needed for him to go through the MPC course.

 

‘Aaron before you learn to run, you gotta learn to walk right?” he laughed at me.

 

As he was a regular, my OC appointed him specifically as the squad leader. Although, each of us had to take turns on being the IC for the day till the whole squad had their fare share of being punished for something they did not do. My OC loves to say this, ‘Take one for the team!” We had no confinement that week because traditionally, whenever you enter a fresh course or so, there would be a confinement for the first week. Meaning no book-outs for the whole intake. That was what I was being told by the seniors but my OC told the squad that it would be done a month after we are there. I had no complaints about it as NDP had really eaten my weekends and I there was a point of time where I had no social life.

 

First week of training was just introduction to what we had in the months to come. It includes Jetty jump, range, which we get to use guns the land people doesn’t haha, maritime studies, flags, ROR and many more. It was during the first lesson of Morse code that something was sparked between myself and Vic Henry. There was this particular part where it would go something like “Da, Di Dit Da” Honestly, if you asked me what was the lesson about, I honestly cannot remember. The only thing I recalled is when me and Vic Henry keeps on “Da, DI Dit Da” each other. Where at one point, he just looked at me and said “Da Da…” I obviously was not that cupid deprive that I didn’t know what that means. I just smiled and went about getting busy with the so-called lesson when I had other things in mind. I was a little excited and was expecting more. Yes I was selfish; I wanted more perhaps to get over what I had just been put through by Martin. But certainly, it was something else perhaps I would find comfort and closure within Vic Henry.

 

Remember I mentioned that there is a balcony outside of our room in Brani. I made that a little cosy corner of mine where I spend nights after training to sit and write or just get the guys to talk and have a drink or two. There was this particular night during the second week, it was on a Tuesday I can remember it clearly; while I was sitting down minding my own business when Vic Henry came over.

 

“May I have the pleasure to accompany you under the stars?” he smiling while saying that.

 

I gave Vic Henry a nod to acknowledge that he could make himself comfortable and join me. He was trying to be a busybody and looking over trying to peep at what I was writing. After numerous attempts, I gave up and asked him what was it that he wanted to know.

 

“Share with me a summary of your love life with Byrant. I heard it ended not on a high note but you managed to get over him.” I began my story of things he did not know and how it went down to the final days. During that moment of time, it actually hurts a little and my cheeks were wet when I ended what Vic Henry wanted to know.

 

“Tell me what is happiness Aaron?” as he hugged me beckoning me close to him as I laid on his shoulders witnessed by the stars shining brightly above us.

 

“How should I begin? Well Vic, happiness is ME. Happiness is the outcome of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. You must make a colossal effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness while it still exists in you and to stay afloat on top of it. Happiness is not the absence of problems; it's the ability to deal with them. I have pursued dreams and achieved them Vic, but I don't think anybody should think their life is incomplete if they don't follow some dream. My dear Vic Henry, happiness doesn't come from achievements, or money, or any sort of treasure. Happiness is a frame of mind, not a destination. It's appreciating what you have in your possessions and building relationships with those around you. To each his own I always say and everyone bleeds red. All of us are entitled to our own views and beliefs. What I deem as happiness might not be another person’s ideal definition.”

 

 

Vic Henry tighten his hugged on me; “Don’t cry Aaron, everything is going to be smooth sailing from here onwards.” 

[Crumplerboi]

Come... i give you a hug Crumplerboi

 

Holla Onglai,

 

I will give you a big warm bear hug when we meet hahaha,

am still looking for a place and co-ordinating please bear with 

me on that 

 

Cheers ~

[ThePineapple]

Haha i'm fine with it Crumplerboi
I also in NDP last time...haha... but in GoH contingent wor

[Marineboy]

I take it back....you do indeed have the mfcuker(poor Faris wetted his pants) qualities too :twisted:  :yuk:  :yuk: :yuk:  

[Yas1950]

Great to read the continuation. But I am sure we're in for quite a number of

chapters more.

Good stuff. Keep on writing my man.

Kisses

Yas

[JunKai]

Heehee love love love them~~ more please heeeeeeheeeeee

[Guest Stranger]

Just came across this and gosh, Im on the verge on tears reading through all of your life stories.
Kudos to you being able to stay strong! And I'll be waiting for the next upcoming chapters~

[Crumplerboi]

Haha i'm fine with it Crumplerboi

I also in NDP last time...haha... but in GoH contingent wor

 

 

I take it back....you do indeed have the mfcuker(poor Faris wetted his pants) qualities too :twisted:  :yuk:  :yuk: :yuk:  

 

Holla Ong lai,

NDP which year? GOH uhh someone, must show me some pictures when we meet 

 

Holla Marineboy,

take back take back tsk tsk, hahaha not my fault he wetted his pants. part of NS experience  :yuk:  :yuk:  :yuk:

 

cheers you both 

[Crumplerboi]

Great to read the continuation. But I am sure we're in for quite a number of

chapters more.

Good stuff. Keep on writing my man.

Kisses

Yas

 

 

Heehee love love love them~~ more please heeeeeeheeeeee

 

Holla Abang Yas,

I will try my level best to update whenever I can. Had slightly more free time this two weeks

thus i am updating. Meanwhile, you take care of yourself and behave aite big bro haha. 

 

Holla Fireman, 

Love them love who eh? yes i will post the continuation in a bit. 

 

Hugs and Kisses to ya both  :clap:

[Crumplerboi]

Just came across this and gosh, Im on the verge on tears reading through all of your life stories.

Kudos to you being able to stay strong! And I'll be waiting for the next upcoming chapters~

 

Holla Stranger,

*pass a box of tissue* ahahaha hang in there dont tear when am not around else there would not be 

any shoulders for you to cry on. Ha, just pulling ya leg there man. Thank you for taking time off your

busy schedule and reading my humble story. I will post the next chapter in a bit so thank you for your

kind patience =))

 

Cheers,

Aaron ~

[Crumplerboi]

Before I begin my next chapter, I wanna wish all my fellow BW members and readers a Happy Chinese New Year. May this New Year bring you abundance of wealth, health and happiness. Enjoy the long weekends and eat your fill because the spreads are one to die for. I will be taking a short break over the weekends due to visiting and attending reunion dinner/steamboat/gathering etc. Wish you guys a prosperous 2014 in the months to come and remember this always, spread love not hate =)) 

 

Chapter 18

 

I was puzzled by his words. “Smooth sailing from here onwards?” I did not want to obliterate the moment thus I just certain to listen what he had to say thereafter. There were no words coming out from his mouth for the next ten minutes. I waited till bout twenty minutes before he blurted out something. I was still in a daze before I replied; “What?!”

 

He laughed and kissed my forehead. I turned around to look at him and asked; “What was that for?”

 

“For someone who has been so strong and managed to go through heart wrenching experiences and came out stronger.”

 

I thought to myself, yeah right stronger my ass. I am like this broken motherfucker who does not even know if I can open up my heart to another individual who comes along. We all went through this phase. Young and full of emotions, after every heart wrenching situations, we always tell ourselves that it is the last time. But the last time never seems to be the last because there would always be the next, and the next and next till you breathe your last. I have seen far too many individuals where after they breakup, they will come to my crying and wanting a shoulder to cry on. The “hate phase” begins where they blame the other party for causing the break up and how much he or she loves him etc. After the drama is over within a month or so, you can see them dating another. They would always say no more, I am gonna remain single, my heart could not bear this pain anymore, no one can love me like how he loves him and so on and so forth. Accept this, we all yearn for someone to call our own, someone whom we can share our laughter and joy with. An individual who can see us beyond skin-deep and accept us for the flaws we possess. We often put on this mask of “perfectness” when we meet someone new. Ask a person to be honest to someone he just met, 90% of the time there will be a detail or two left out. Why you may ask? Everyone but not anyone wants to meet the perfect partner. But how do we define the term perfect? Smart, well-mannered, stable job, high salary and that are what some of us might define as perfect. What if perfect was not what was stated above but out of the norm. You see my dear readers; we each form our own definitions of perfection.

 

Consequences of not being yourself or shall I put it as being truthful? The relationship might last and many years down the road your partner may or may not find out the truth. But let us put a scenario where he or she did eventually came to light with regards to the whole truth? I certainly would be fuming knowing that I have lived with someone who lied to me perhaps in regards with his minute details but also what if it is something major. Of course when you are talking about the individual having a major illness or death is upon him, it is another story. They always say do not expect honesty from cheap people. Well screw that, if you haven been honest to your partners especially, perhaps it is time for you to be honest. Maybe he or she will accept it maybe they wont. At least you won’t die or break up feeling guilty. If that person really truly loves you whole-heartedly, they will accept it. Although gaining back their trust would have you on a higher ball game. It is on your part to actually enlighten them why the façade to begin with. For those on the receiving end, you will definitely react to the whole situation. By all means cause it hurts to be lied to and especially from that one person you deem as your better half. After the burning fury burns out, sit down and go through the details. Perhaps in a different light, he or she had their reasons. I know it is hard to give someone a second chance, but if you both choose to fight it out, fight for the love that brought you both together.

 

“You never know Aaron if someone is actually eyeing you for a very long time. Hey it is getting late and you are the IC for tomorrow. Don’t wanna wake up late and “Take one for the team!” Vic Henry beckoning me to head for bed.

 

I just smiled, acknowledged his words and proceeded to bed. Not that I manage to get any shuteye for the night. I was browsing though my phone looking at pictures from my Junior College days with Byrant to the moment when I was with Martin. I was still in the midst of swallowing what transcended between Martin and myself. The thought and wishful thinking of “what if” I eventually drifted off to dreamland and was woken up by Vic Henry.

 

“Morning Aaron, it’s five minutes to six. Don’t you wanna wash up and go for breakfast?” he asked. I just nodded my head in between my grogginess and took my toiletries. For one thing, I never showered at the common toilet that the guys used. I always head for the swimming pool toilet, which is rather quiet and less, crowded. Or should I say only myself and Vic Henry only uses the toilet there. It eventually became our erm you know I don’t have to spell it out haha. My mind was still on last nights event, I did not event touched my bread and egg. I just took a sip on my milo and proceeded up back to shower and get ready for lesson. The whole day went on smoothly until I had to “Take one for the team” such luck to be happening after lunch.

 

“Gimme 100!” my OC shouted to my face. In my head, there was this little scenario going on where I pass him a hundred bill and the whole squad laughing. Vic Henry was looking at me and his face shows hurt because I was being punished. I took my time with the 100 my OC gave me and end up giving him double. “WHAT? 99? Where is 1 to 98 I did not hear it?!” my OC shouted. What a douchebag he could be but I decided to just keep quiet and do what he wants. My arms were all numb after doing the push ups.

 

“Good for the arms Aaron!” my OC smirking at Vic Henry while he commented on the hundred he had just given me. In my mind I was thinking, what the fuck was that for? He knows something I thought to myself but decided not too think too much into it.

 

“You ok?” a voice came from the top of my bed. Ohh did I mentioned that he comfortably moved Zubair from above me to the next bed so he can be sleep on the upper deck. Talk about being an ass he is.

 

“Yeah just some push up. Good for the arms!” I quoted my OC.

 

Vic Henry smacked my head from above and warned me that if I ever get into trouble anymore, he would pump me.

 

“WOW! PUMP me?! How can a bottom “pump” me?” I made a joke from his warning.

 

“Stupid boy, the only thing on your mind is sex huhh?”

 

“Well am 18 and growing and full of hormones. Unlike you who is an old man, need to send for servicing.” I told Vic Henry.

 

He props himself beside me and pinched my nose; “You wanna service it for me, Aaron?”

 

I shy away from his comments and tried to deviate the topic but failed terribly. I was feeling joyful but at the same time a little worrying on my part. Perhaps the fact that I could actually get over Martin so quickly, it disturbs me. Seems like I am hopping from one boat to another not caring about the sea-state or if there was any contact on my port or starboard side. What is happening to myself, the voice in my head began to speak. The other one said; “Go with the flow and forget the past.” Vic Henry isn’t much of help because he keeps steering the topic towards relationship. Every part of the conversation would end up to matters of the heart. I was trying my best not to bring up any of that but whenever I deviate away from the topic, he would just go back to it. How irritating can he be, I thought to myself.

 

“You two lovebirds don’t wanna come down for dinner?” Zubair interrupted us.

 

“Don’t jealous bai, we are into threesomes.” I poked at Zubair.

 

Food at Pulau Brani was not particularly fantastic. The caterer for my batch was Select before CIAS took over because of a cockroach incident inside one of the food they packed. I was laughing my ass off when the female regular food contained that cockroach. She actually jumped onto the table and was screaming for help. There was once, when Vic Henry and myself was just lazing the noon away she called us. She was screaming in her room saying that there was a lizard in her room and we HAD to rescue her. I tell you these kinda little events make your NS life memorable.

 

“What you gonna do Aaron after this?” Vic asked me while going up the staircase back to our room.

 

“Urmm well, nothing on so far. The bois are brain fried from the class this afternoon. Guess I would be free. What up man?”

 

He kept quiet and kept climbing the remaining flight of stairs. It was only when we reached our room that he replied me. “Well I figured if you are available, why not like we grab coffee or something at the cafeteria. It would be quiet since everyone would be in their room.”

 

I gave him what Joey from friends would call “Smell the fart” look. I was puzzled by his answer but decided not to think too deeply into it. Furthermore, he was my squad leader and getting into his good books means I can get the privileges he get as a regular. “Yeah sure gimme a sec lemme change into shorts and put on a hoodie.” I told Vic Henry.

 

“We are not going to Orchard road Aaron. It is just to the cafeteria why do you have to wear your hoodie?

 

I looked at Vic Henry and stick out my tongue. “Cause it is cold you idiot. Old people love to nag don’t they? Nag and nag and nag like old man.”

 

While waiting for the lift to reach our floor, my curiosity got the better of me. I kept questioning Vic Henry what was his purpose in asking me for a drink downstairs on a Wednesday night and somewhere quiet. “Eh Vic, you wanna make out right? It has been few days since I last had a go at it.” His reply was just a smile and shook his head. I was kinda disappointed at first because I thought that was his motive.

 

We seated by the glass panel facing Sentosa. He was going on and on about how he was gonna acquire Sentosa cove sooner or later. I told him that Byrant stays there and he got a little pissed off. Leonard Leslie was the first topic of the night. Vic Henry went on sharing with me how he went through so much with him and that ever since Leonard was send to states for flight school, the relationship began deteriorating. Leonard would always complaint that Vic had no time for him. That was what Vic said bout Leonard but on the other end of the spectrum, I would not know. Years later, Leonard deleted me off FB when one day I told Vic bout his younger brother being in the circle. This ass Vic Henry went ahead to PM Leonard and told him that Leonardo, his brother was gay. And he got the info from me, thus I was deleted off his friends list.

 

Back to the story, he was an emotional wreck. The story on him and Leonard went on for bout an hour before I was almost falling asleep. Vic Henry kept retelling that he was the victim of this game called love and he would not fall in love ever again. It was ironic for him to say all that because of what materialised an hour later. I shared with him my thoughts on what he went through with Leonard;

 

“Vic Henry, when things break, it is not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting back together again. It is because a little piece gets lost, the two remaining ends could not fit together even if they wanted to. The whole shape has been reformed. Breakups have a way of shaking us awake Vic and helping us comprehend what we truly want versus what we are willing to settle for. If you cannot figure out where you stand with someone, it might be time to take a step forward and start walking. We all know that breakups are hurtful, but losing someone who does not appreciate you is actually a gain. Vic Henry, stop spending your life with people who suck the happiness out of ya man. It takes courage to love, but pain through love is the purifying fire, which those who love generously know. We all know people who are so much petrified of pain that they shut themselves up like clams in a shell. Giving out nothing, receiving nothing and consequently shrink until life is a mere living death for them. We have to acknowledge ourselves to be loved by the people who really love us, those people who really matter. More often than ever, we are blinded by our own pursuits of people to love us, people that do not even matter. While all that time has been wasted and the people who do love us have to stand on the sidewalk. It is time to put an end to this Vic Henry; it is time for us to allow ourselves to be loved.

 

His attention was miles away after what I said. Perhaps I have hit a spot, a sensitive one. The only reason I could figure out why he was in a daze. It was only moments later where Vic Henry focused his attention on me, smiled and held my two hands with his.

 

“Aaron…” his voice trailing behind his smile. “Yeah?” I was getting a little uncomfortable with the whole situation. Not in a bad way but rather of what was to come next.

 

“Let us try this out” the exact words which came out of his mouth…

Edited January 29, 2014 by Crumplerboi

[ThePineapple]

Holla Ong lai,

NDP which year? GOH uhh someone, must show me some pictures when we meet 

 

Holla Marineboy,

take back take back tsk tsk, hahaha not my fault he wetted his pants. part of NS experience  :yuk:  :yuk:  :yuk:

 

cheers you both 

 

Haha 2008 de GoH Airforce Contigent !

[JunKai]

Woohoo~ love it more please! Beepoobeepoo

LFM. Little fireman hahahaha

[nicholasyada]

Great story!

This is love/life I guess? Sweet when it happens but sometime you marvel at how quickly things can unravel.

[TamPenis]

I am a late follower of your stories. I chance upon your stories on the CNY Eve, while waiting for dinner to be served.

And tonight, I had completed the whole instalment of your stories.

The part of you and Bryant, I could relate to it very much. But in my case, I was playing the part of Bryant. My 'Aaron' didnt caught me redhanded but out of guilt, i told him the sexacape i had with 'Henry'.

I was toying with the idea of wanting to tell 'Aaron' about it or just keep it mum. But I'm worried that if 'Henry' happened to tell 'Aaron' about it, I believe the consequences would be worst. Hence, I came clean about it with 'Aaron' and the consequences were just as bad, if not worst.

I admired your strength in life and shall wait patiently for the rest of your stories. Keep sharing and writing. I'm sure me and the rest of us can learn a thing or two from your experience.

Thanks much, Aaron.

[Crumplerboi]

Haha 2008 de GoH Airforce Contigent !

 

 

Woohoo~ love it more please! Beepoobeepoo

LFM. Little fireman hahahaha

 

Holla Onglai,

2006 two years earlier haha. Someone Airforce *ehemz*

all right meet up soon for another round of food or coffee man.

 

Cheers =))

 

Holla Junkai,

You think you minions ahhh deepooobeepooo hahaha.

ok LFM not so little after all, i catch up with you when i have

time and you can tell me all bout your SCDF adventures (Y)

 

take care yo ~

[Crumplerboi]

Great story!

This is love/life I guess? Sweet when it happens but sometime you marvel at how quickly things can unravel.

 

Holla nicholasyada,

 

at first i was like woah starwars fan but its actually yada, i read it as yoda  :yuk:

Love cum Life events i would say. Extracted from my diary and blogpost injected

with some emotions. Well i am still surprise sometimes how things can escalate so

quickly. Hey man, thank you for dropping by and cheers to ya   

[Crumplerboi]

I am a late follower of your stories. I chance upon your stories on the CNY Eve, while waiting for dinner to be served.

And tonight, I had completed the whole instalment of your stories.

The part of you and Bryant, I could relate to it very much. But in my case, I was playing the part of Bryant. My 'Aaron' didnt caught me redhanded but out of guilt, i told him the sexacape i had with 'Henry'.

I was toying with the idea of wanting to tell 'Aaron' about it or just keep it mum. But I'm worried that if 'Henry' happened to tell 'Aaron' about it, I believe the consequences would be worst. Hence, I came clean about it with 'Aaron' and the consequences were just as bad, if not worst.

I admired your strength in life and shall wait patiently for the rest of your stories. Keep sharing and writing. I'm sure me and the rest of us can learn a thing or two from your experience.

Thanks much, Aaron.

 

Holla TamPenis,

 

Hey hey, i am glad my story could fill you in while you were waiting for dinner to be served. Cheers to that man ~

 

Ahhh thank you once again for taking time to read it till the present chapter man 

 

I am glad that you eventually told your "Aaron" what had took place and be honest with him. To me, no matter how serious the issue is, first of all honesty is the most important aspect. being angry and feeling betrayed it all comes in package so it depends on how we want it to be decided. It it hurts too much, just walk away. but if there was something to salvage and perhaps the other party could actually repent, hey there is nothing wrong in giving it one more go )

 

Your courage to come clean with your partner is really admirable. Not many could actually muster the honesty to come clean on what they had done. At least you dont live with that guilty conscious haunting you in future to come. 

 

Thank you very much for the kind words but as strong as i may seem, i have my weak and breaking points at some stage. Yes i will definitely continue writing and sharing with the readers a thing or two. I myself still have tonnes to learn from others and see how they perceive situations. You have a pleasant week ahead my dear friend. 

 

Cheers,

Aaron 

[Crumplerboi]

Chapter 19

 

I was in shocked to what Vic Henry had said. I do not even know how to react to the whole situation or even say anything to him. To say I am belated, I was feeling otherwise. Saying that I was astonished, yeah I was taken aback by his question. My mind was recalling what I had wrote in my diary after Vic Henry and myself had a talk at the balcony outside our room.

 

 

Flaunting ones own immenseness. Dictating a beautiful portrait. Seemingly trying to run away from the times of yore. Immensely diversified by the fact that it aint fiction. Reality came smacking hard on it. Observing but yet there was no courage to approach. Icebreaker was the game, plucking out the audacity to speak was another.

 

Your facial spasms took be aback. The revelation on your expression together with a beam that would melt any frozen ice. Turns out to be you are a nice and easygoing chap. But I didn’t expect you to SMS to our in charge bout that thing right? What are you thinking dude, trying to sex up my MPC life. 

 

Yes MPC. Back to school, kinda orthodox for us. Going for attachment and then back to school. Kinda lob-sided but I have to concede to it. A blessing in disguise I would say, as my new bunch of peeps is Fantabolous. A word created by Daryl one of my squadmates.

 

I felt much better after the talk with someone. Thanks for accompanying me and staying up late just to chat. It is worth the time spent. At least I got to rectify things with you. Yes we agreed right things in and outta training school are strictly different. 

 

Even though if a artist lose his paintings, the impression is still there. To inoculate something which is so simple but yet complicated. The barriers of life are just holding you back. Rupture gratis from the barrier you are having. Congregation with new-fangled countenances aint that ghastly. I understand its most on status quote.

 

Perhaps some would misunderstand that. But I do comprehend on what you are conveying. Apparently being distracted by daily routines, you have accomplished what I desired. The root of all success, bases with failures. Perceive but distinguish between the stern and the deck. 

 

I do what I deemed best.

 

 

“Try what out?” I asked without battering an eyelid.

 

Vic Henry painted a disappointed expression on his face. He had expected me to comprehend what his objective was. I on the other hand was a little lost and did not expect or see this coming my way. He held my hands one more time and asked me the same question again.

 

“Officer Aaron, would you take this step with me as we set sail on a new journey. I, Vic Henry, want you as my better half. Is that clear enough?”

 

“Ouh, yeah sure.” was my answer to him. It was not even romantic on my part and I honestly was not sure why did that came outta me. It took me moments later before I realised what I had got myself into. We were walking back to our bunk when Vic Henry asked me if I was all right.

 

“You seem lost Aaron? Is something bothering you or was that awkward for you?” he asked.

 

“Nahx, am cool. Just that I was not expecting things to escalated so quickly. Besides, I already committed myself and to go back on it is not what I would do. Anyway, thank you Vic Henry.”

 

The ecstasies of feeling jovial just keep one going. November 8th marks another milestone in my life. The milestone in my life to revolutionise both physically and mentally. I realise that as the days goes by I aint getting any younger. I can’t purchase time cause its inadequate. It will never wait for anyone or anything. Time will just move on leaving the rest of us behind if we do not catch up. 

 

Seemingly disturbing yet propagating. My mind was in its perplexity state. Functioning by its vice versa. I just had to presuppose it was gonna be one way. Being perplex about the surroundings is not a superior sign. I had to sort things out. Take one step at a time. I did not expect Vic Henry to figure it out so almost immediately. Was taken aback, in disbelief but rather feeling alleviate. 

 

We talked things out. You told me not to shed my tears. It was unbearable for you to see me in this state. Although I told you I would have given you more time. To know me better, understand me and observe through my flaws not my perfection.

 

As far for the matter of the heart is concern, things must not be taken for granted. You had your reason while I had my own. I know it is difficult to distinguish between feelings and affliction. The sentiment for another being is norm to any living things. You held my hands and told me; 

 

“ We will work things out “ 

 

The burden on my shoulder was lifted. For the first time in weeks I felt euphoric. Bestow upon by that person, one shall take care of the other well-being. As for now, I hope to escalate our life into another level of elation. Looking at you smile just brightens up my day. 

 

Prior to that wonderful day, I had written this on my blog:

 

 

“ Ones action can sometimes be prominent to others. While uncertainty can stir up dilemma, always be clear of your conscience. Make sure that what you are trying to portray is what you denote. Keeping someone in the dark is not right. Put yourself in his or her shoes and see how you feel. 

 

Your actions are what you deemed best. Trying to provoke a tattered spirit will dampen your self further. Sometimes in life, you must apprehend an individual action. Ask yourself why did he or she react that way. Or why would that person go to such expense just for you. Perhaps he or she is just being pleasant. Do not mistake it for another fixation. That is where you will just end up being twinge.

 

 

You will begin to feel mislaid. The feeling of despondency, misery and dejection will commence on your self. You feel rejected due to your incapability to read in between the lines. You felt stupid as you realise the actions were just on a caring basis but not a residing of the heart. It dampens your hope eventually.  

 

 

Everything seems to be in a mist. Love can be the sweetest joy nevertheless it can mar you the most. I learnt from my past mistake never to be judgmental on affairs of the heart. I won’t be expecting a pot of gold from you. To make it clear I just wanna be there when you need a shoulder to cry on.

 

 

Because I distinguish what you yearn for. Perhaps you are right, we come from two different worlds. My lifestyle might not suit yours. I feel abhorrence towards this sentiment. My emotions are always in a sea of waves. How I wish for a red button so that I can bowl this feeling up. To let it be departed out of me for once. 

 

 

For now, I will continue with my everyday chores. I hope to be mentally prepared on what is approaching. “

 

 

Vic Henry was smiling and was in his own world. Deep down, I assured myself that things are going to be fine and I should just take things as it comes. No point brooding over the past and being miserable. At least now, my training days are not so mundane. I get to see him like five days a week and we can go through it together. How sweet right? That was what I thought; I did not know what transpired three days later after we booked out. It was only years later when I met Leonard’s brother at a gathering that the story came out. But what took place would be revealed in the chapters to come as I unveil my days with Vic Henry.

 

Indeed deep down, I was feeling ecstatic one way or another. I mean which individual would not be happy to have such occurrences happening to them. It is not as though everyday is Sunday and I cannot constantly be jumping from one guy to another. The tiring phase of dating, to the honeymoon period and to the years after. It gets mentally exhausted but those that can actually works this out have indeed, a blissful relationship with their respective partners. No words were exchanged between us that night. Vic Henry slept on his bed while I slept on mine; I knew he was not an early bird, as his late nights would be spend watching anime. He awakened me up the next morning, with a kiss on the forehead. I assured myself once again that this was going to be a wonderful three months MPC for me. Days went on smoothly and as you know, couple in honeymoon period; they always look past whatever the flaws of their partners are. No matter how bad the situation is, either will try to close one eye or just let it pass them. This is something many of us made a mistake of. It is these factors that will eventually build up and becomes the main factor of future disputes.

 

During lunch that day, he was talking to me while having his fried rice from one of the stall. A perk I get from being the partner to a regular who is the squad leader, I do not have to eat the food they gave us, which was rather a disaster for my taste bud.

 

“Dar, you still staying with Martin?”

 

In between my spoon of fried rice, I focused my attention on him. “Well yeah sorta I supposed?”

 

“What you mean by sorta?”

 

“Well, like after we separate, I still stand firm by my words to accompany him rather than just move out. It will not end on a good note if I were to do that. I have cast my personal feelings for Martin aside and decided what is best for the long-term friendship. We still sleep in the same bed but nothing has happened ever since the separation. Why dar?”

 

Vic Henry was piss and there were signs of displeasure painted on his face. On my part, I tried my level best not to lie to him about things but he is one individual who cannot handle truth being thrown to his face. It was giving me a difficult time, if truth were told; he would give me a black face. If I lied and he found out, the same thing will take place but only amplified by many levels.

 

“You could like moved out of Martins crib and come stay with me. I am your partner if you have not realise it already Aaron.” with that he place down his utensil and grabs the newspaper on the table and begins to read it.

 

“I will inform Martin in regards to this matter aite? What is the rational behind me moving in with you? I actually need my personal time Vic. From Monday to Friday you are with me 24/7 the least you could do is give me some space for me to do my own things.”

 

Vic Henry was persistent and stood firm on his decision. He began to give me the cold shoulder all day long till I eventually gave into him. The following week when I booked out, I had to move in with him. Literally it was like eating him, drinking him and breathing him 24/7. That weekend when I booked out, I went back to Martins place and had a chat with him.

 

“Martin, I need to discuss something with you. Have a second?”

 

Martin was changing out of his PT attire and was wrapped only in towels and propped himself on the edge of the bed. I was still in between texting and waiting for him to put on some clothing when he grabbed me by the waist and made me sat on him.

 

“Err Martin, I would have punched your face if you were a stranger doing this to me. No Martin, let me go please!” as I struggled to break free from his grasp on me. I was positioned in between his legs and I could feel his hard on. I know if I had followed my horny self, I would just give into the situation and go with the flow. But, Vic Henry was at the back of my mind and I just could not bring myself to do what is beyond norm.

 

Martin was treating the whole thing as a joke. I know he sometimes loves to fool around but more than often, when he is horny, it goes beyond the level of playfulness. “Come on Aaron, we both know where this will lead to!” he giggled in between his words. I eventually gave in and sat there till he realised how serious I was pertaining to the whole situation. I could feel his manhood getting hard by the second and his hands were already on my crotch. Martin began to unzip my pants and his other hand was already all over my uniform. I stood up immediately and I can see a tent forming through his towel.

 

“Not now aite Martin, I really need to talk to ya.” He stood up and hugged me for a minute before his mouth started exploring my neck. I pushed him away, “No Martin, please this is serious!”

 

Martin smiled and held my face with both his hands while he wrapped my hands around his waist; “But I haven cum in five days. Help me?” I shook my head in disbelief and still stand firmed on my ground. He did not waste any time when he planted a kiss on my lips not giving me time to react. I pushed him onto the bed and he was taken aback. By now, he finally begins to realise that I was being serious.

 

“Okay Aaron chill. Don’t need to get so violent with me, I know you like to tie people up and …” before he could finish his words, I gave a smack on his dick.

 

“OUCH!” he screamed in pain.

 

I finally managed to sit with him by the recliner that we had sex on the first time and talk. Martin was not making the situation easy because by the time we got down to talking, his towel was already off.

 

“Martin cover yourself please?” I told him.

 

“Want me change into uniform?” Martin being cheeky and suggested that to me. It got to a point that I couldn’t be bothered if he was wearing anything or showing his skin. We eventually got down discussing bout what I wanted to speak to him about.

 

“Martin listen, by now you should know I am with Vic Henry. And honestly, I would not want to leave you alone as I promised mum to be by your side. But you know something Martin; it is difficult for me to make everyone happy. I cannot please everyone Martin because there is only one of me. I cannot be possibly shuffling between you and Vic plus my schedule in camp. You know I very much want to be here with you and make sure things are all good for ya. You get my drift Martin?” his face was showing sadness and disappointment as I broke the news to him…

 

“I have to go, I need to move out of this house Martin. I can only offer you my apologies for not abiding by my words, but matters of the heart has my interest at this current moment.”

 

I watched as his lips quiver when I broke the news to him. I can see that Martins first drop of tears was about to fall upon his cheeks when he blinked away. I wanted to comfort him but afraid that I would open the floodgates. He focused his attention away and began mumbling.

 

“Where is he staying Aaron?” he asked.

 

“Novena Suites. Just about ten minutes off your place. Look if you want, I can always drop by and cook up a reason. You know to like spend some time with you and head back once you are feeling all better. Would that be sufficient?” myself trying to give words of comfort to Martin but it was thrown back at me.

 

“What is the point of telling a lie for the sake of my happiness? Aaron, it is totally all right with me if you moved out. Truth be told, I can always ask Daphne to move in with me and we both can pick up where we left.”

 

His words actually pierced through my heart. Perhaps Martin was trying to comfort me by saying that so I would not feel guilty. But on another level, I was feeling like a substitute or rebound when Martin and Daphne had issues. I bite my lips and that feeling of betrayal began to fill me. That feeling as though your heart had sank to the bottom of your stomach, totally not worth going through it. I never felt so empty, it felt like i was drowning and trying to breathe for air and I could not. I kept quiet and continued packing my stuff. With each clothing that I folded and placed into my backpack, it felt as though the memories of Martin and myself had together is gonna be stored away in a forgotten place.

 

You know that feeling when suddenly your emotions filled you in, and your eyes began to turn blurry. I was trying very hard to hold back my tears and swallowed what Martin had just mentioned to me. I did succeed to do so but not until a pair of hands was wrapped around my waist from the back and a familiar figure rested his head on my shoulder.

 

“I didn’t mean that Aaron…” his hoarse voice filled with sadness trying to explain what had just been said.

 

I turned my head to him and brush my hands against his hair. I gave Martin a kiss on his forehead and assured him that I deserve all of this for leaving him. My answer was not good enough for him as he turned me around and hugged me for the longest time ever. My back was resting on his computer table and we stayed in that position till my shoulders were wet with his tears. A few times I tried to get Martin to look at me so that I can tell him everything is all right but he refused and continued hugging me so tight that I had to actually pushed him away to breathe. There was a text from Vic Henry but I ignored it. He told me that the weekend was supposed to be spend with his family but when I texted his sister, she told me that Vic was meeting Leonard. I ignored the fact that there was anything raunchy that was gonna take place between them but …

 

Martin finally recovered from his emotional breakdown and let go of his grasp on me. His naked body while hugging me did not make the best out of the situation. His hands were now resting on my shoulders and our body was still in contact. Martin looked at me and smiled.

 

“Finish crying Martin? Look, it is not as if I will be away in some foreign country. I am just ten minutes away from you. If you ever need anything you think I wont drop whatever I am doing and come to your aid? You know I would do that for you silly boy.”

 

He smiled and what he did next caught me off guard. Martin places his body weight on me and held both my hands down to the computer table while forcing his tongue into my mouth…

Edited February 11, 2014 by Crumplerboi

[casper]

Thank you for all the stories that you had shared with us here Crumplerboi... I have been a silent reader of your stories and i love it... If there is a chance, i would love to meet you up and buy you a dinner... Thank you for sharing once again...

Regards,

Casper

[nicholasyada]

Oh no. Temptations...

[Marineboy]

Your uniform stories never fails to stir me :oops:  :oops: :oops:  

 

Though I also feel the pain you must have gone through as well.

[Yas1950]

Wow! its getting HOTTTTT... :oops:

[JunKai]

hehehe :X yayyyy getting so hot again LOL... beeboobeeboo~ I put out the fire?

 

love,

LFM

[Guest Guest]

Hey Aaron! 

 

*I have my friend to thank profusely for finding your bf’s thread, which eventually led me to yours. Haha, yes, I’m finally here! And you know I’m forever so long-winded and full of nonsense, so have fun reading  *

 

 

Hmm I’m sure you know I have yet to experience any romantic relationship and can’t relate to all your joy of sex (opps!). Despite that, your intimate moments are coated with valuable lessons that I could learn from and that’s why I’m here again (with a pack of tissue just in case!)

 

I’ve seen that bubbly side of you in real life but what I’m reading over here allows me to see another side of your world, which is deserving of all my respect! I always find men most attractive when they’re in their weakest moments- Their innate ego all crushed and what’s left of them is the willpower to move on. You are definitely one of them !

I truly admire how you’re able to cope with your workload as a teenager and maintained a strong front while struggling in your relationships. There are many highlights in your recount, but I felt for you the most with the initial chapters involving Bryant. Especially how you’re weak to his tears but made the problem seem transient, and even went ahead with your trip to London! (Hey, I would have just torn the flight ticket into tiny pieces!!!).

Emotions are not always appeased with logic but you managed to not act in impulsiveness most of the time. That’s the big deal! It definitely sucks to be a rebound or to be tested on by someone to confirm their sexual orientation. It somewhat happened to myself a year back, though not as serious as yours and Martin’s over his confusion and it's no good to compare the extent of peoples' problems with my own. But I have to say, I understand your gesture and appreciate it even more now when you cared last Feb.

 

Your free flow of advice to those you care for and the great depth at which you write your journal posts really brought me to tears. It’s not the use of language that took me in, but the sincerity that I could sense out of them. Say it out loud “I am a Saint” the next time I see you and I’ll reply back “OH YES YOU ARE!” HAHAHA… Ehh yea I’m serious!

.

After reading your life story and knowing where you are actually standing right now, I feel really happy for you. May you and your better half last long! If I remembered correctly the period of events from the previous year, you both should be reaching the third year together soon right? CONGRATS! (Heck whatever your haters gonna say, continue to do your thing!)

 

Thank you for allowing me to be here though I’m not supposed to!  Hope to catch up with you soon but for now, I’ll be waiting for your next chapter. I see something exciting is about to happen *sings* Trouble! Trouble! Hahaha 

 

Update me ayes,

Cheers!  

[Crumplerboi]

Thank you for all the stories that you had shared with us here Crumplerboi... I have been a silent reader of your stories and i love it... If there is a chance, i would love to meet you up and buy you a dinner... Thank you for sharing once again...

Regards,

Casper

 

 

Oh no. Temptations...

 

Holla Casper,

Thank you for taking time off your schedule to read my humble story. i appreciate it loads man, cheers to ya  We can arrange for dinner anytime soon

as my schedule is a bit lax these few weeks due to transition of projects from overseas. Just pm me or holla to arrange man. Thank you in advance ~

 

Aaron 

 

Holla nicholasyada

Oops Ouhhhh Noooooo 

[Crumplerboi]

Your uniform stories never fails to stir me :oops:  :oops: :oops:  

 

Though I also feel the pain you must have gone through as well.

 

 

hehehe :X yayyyy getting so hot again LOL... beeboobeeboo~ I put out the fire?

 

love,

LFM

 

Holla Marineboy,

Someone and his uniform eh, maybe should show me you in a marine.... hahah just kidding. 

Well thank you for sharing the pain, i am all better now after those years. You take care and 

i catch you up soon ~ 

 

Aaron 

 

Holla Junkai,

Put out what fire fireman? You forever busy how to put out all those fires. Anyway, which station

are you located at? haha take care yo ~

 

cheers ~

[Crumplerboi]

Wow! its getting HOTTTTT... :oops:

 

Holla Abg Yas,

HOTTTT enough for you bang? Hmmm someone been busy till my tea is not delivered yet  :yuk: hahaha just kidding aite bro,

you be good and remember to take ya daily dosage of medicines else you wont me in tip top form for ..... hahaha 

[Crumplerboi]

Hey Aaron! 

 

*I have my friend to thank profusely for finding your bf’s thread, which eventually led me to yours. Haha, yes, I’m finally here! And you know I’m forever so long-winded and full of nonsense, so have fun reading  *

 

 

Hmm I’m sure you know I have yet to experience any romantic relationship and can’t relate to all your joy of sex (opps!). Despite that, your intimate moments are coated with valuable lessons that I could learn from and that’s why I’m here again (with a pack of tissue just in case!)

 

I’ve seen that bubbly side of you in real life but what I’m reading over here allows me to see another side of your world, which is deserving of all my respect! I always find men most attractive when they’re in their weakest moments- Their innate ego all crushed and what’s left of them is the willpower to move on. You are definitely one of them !

I truly admire how you’re able to cope with your workload as a teenager and maintained a strong front while struggling in your relationships. There are many highlights in your recount, but I felt for you the most with the initial chapters involving Bryant. Especially how you’re weak to his tears but made the problem seem transient, and even went ahead with your trip to London! (Hey, I would have just torn the flight ticket into tiny pieces!!!).

Emotions are not always appeased with logic but you managed to not act in impulsiveness most of the time. That’s the big deal! It definitely sucks to be a rebound or to be tested on by someone to confirm their sexual orientation. It somewhat happened to myself a year back, though not as serious as yours and Martin’s over his confusion and it's no good to compare the extent of peoples' problems with my own. But I have to say, I understand your gesture and appreciate it even more now when you cared last Feb.

 

Your free flow of advice to those you care for and the great depth at which you write your journal posts really brought me to tears. It’s not the use of language that took me in, but the sincerity that I could sense out of them. Say it out loud “I am a Saint” the next time I see you and I’ll reply back “OH YES YOU ARE!” HAHAHA… Ehh yea I’m serious!

.

After reading your life story and knowing where you are actually standing right now, I feel really happy for you. May you and your better half last long! If I remembered correctly the period of events from the previous year, you both should be reaching the third year together soon right? CONGRATS! (Heck whatever your haters gonna say, continue to do your thing!)

 

Thank you for allowing me to be here though I’m not supposed to!  Hope to catch up with you soon but for now, I’ll be waiting for your next chapter. I see something exciting is about to happen *sings* Trouble! Trouble! Hahaha 

 

Update me ayes,

Cheers!  

 

Holla Guest, 

 

At first i was wondering, who is this. The more i read then only i can figure out who it was. Ahahaha it is nice to find readers beyond this forum itself. Thank you darling for taking time off your busy university schedule and reading up on my story. I do apologise for those raunchy parts which might seem inappropriate for you but haha am sure you can take it with a pinch of salt. LOL that is one of the reason I love hanging w you GF, the long windedness and nonsense are fun and especially disturbing you bout Ryan 

 

Wahhhh pack of tissue again? maybe i should get you a box of tissue the next time we meet up. Recess week is coming up soon right, so i supposed you have more time for me than ryan? LOL ok i should stop bout ryan in any case he is here or who knows  :yuk:

 

Ouhhh hahah well as your Boss or Employee or should i say someone who always intro you jobs and opportunities, i cant be down and sad in front of the rest right? have to always be happy and cheerful so the rest of you can be positive. Hmmmm now i know someone's preference, i bet someone that you like is also similar right? Ouhhh girl, lemme tell you it was not easy for me to handle stuff as a teenager. there were vulnerable moments where i contemplated to actually just shut off everyone and be on my own. but i decided that what good it would be if i shut everyone off and live in misery. Byrant wise, because he is my first bf and till today, i still hold that soft spot for him. perhaps because his smile is something that i will melt whenever i see it. But i really stretched my limits far and wide with him and like you mentioned, even went ahead with the London trip. There was moments when i wanted to cancel it but i just could not bring myself to. 

 

hahaha you are too kind with your words babe. I just write from the heart and let my emotions flow in. plus the sincerity in sharing to others and giving them a head or two for their problems or situations. YEAH hahah I AM A SAINT and you are a erm what do they call peeps in JJC? 

 

haters gonna hate babe we all know that. what matters is you strive on and move ahead. I honestly cant be bothered with the likes of them cause it aint no worth my time. hahaha yup still going strong and healthy. Thank you Thank you 

 

hahaha i believe everyone and anyone has the right to be here and see what there is to this part of the community. At least it might help them to understand us a little more perhaps? Yeahahahah reminds me of the taylor swift song always uhh, we shall sing that when we meet  :twisted: take care for now and persevere in university aite. Aint that easy but you can do it babe 

 

warmest regards,

Aaron 

[Crumplerboi]

Chapter 20

 

I tried pushing Martin away but was unsuccessful. His bigger build and frame plus the vulnerable position I am in made things more arduous. As much as I wanted Martin to discontinue what he was doing to me, there was this little devil in me, which seems to push myself even further. At the back of my mind, I know this was immoral. Due to the fact that once upon a time donkey years ago, that one very person betrayed me whom I deemed my better half. I was living with this guilty conscious throughout my entire time being with Vic Henry. But that changed when I found out what he did three days later after we got together. I would not say it was an eye for an eye. On my part, I admit that I let lust took over me and eventually succumbed to the situation. I am no angel to begin with and honestly, I was remorseful and resentful for what had transcended.

 

It was only after five minutes later that Martin loosen his force on me and started making out emotionally instead with lust or spur of the moment. Martin lightens his kiss on me while biting cum sucking my lips in between. He was stark naked while I was in my uniform. Remember how I always put a jacket on and walk out of camp, never one to change into the white top and wait for everyone else to get ready.

 

Martin’s lips so soft yet sweet although there was a moment of hesitation I must confess but he just smiled. “It is ok Aaron, I was the one who initiated.” When our lips locked, the past flashed right before our eyes, we were a happy couple once upon a time. Martin began to press his lips tightly against mine, too forced, as if he expected this kiss to be our last and wanted to savor the moment for eternity. His bottom lip pursed tightly over mine while his hands caressed my neck, slowing sliding up to my flushed cheek. Martin’s hand was cool at first, until it made its way to my cheek. After that all I felt was the intense warmth radiating off my sin. His eyelids slipped closed, and I let out a sound of pleasure. Martin’s lips were so very warm on mine, almost burning in the intensity of that kiss. His mouth opened wider, and his tongue darted between my lips. I let out a startled sound, one that melted away as his tongue rolled against mine. He kissed me deeper, and I kissed him in return, pouring myself into that kiss. Telling Martin without words just how much I was enjoying what he was doing to me. All this time his hard on was rubbing against my no 3 pants. “Touch me Aaron…” his voice grasping for air in between our passionate kiss.

 

Martin particularly loves the way I touch him because we once had this talk where I shared with him a sexual and non-sexual touch. I told him that sexual touching refers to touching that stimulates the aroused mechanism. It does not confine to the genitals alone for us men but for most, the entire groin area is an erogenous zone.

 

My hands began to roam around his body finding that one spot where he will let out a soft moan indicating I had hit the right spot. My hands were caressing his naked body moving from one region to another. I use my fingers to trickle down his back before stopping just above his butt crack. By now, both my legs were already wrapped around his waist inching him closer to me. He stopped kissing me so sudden that I thought he wanted to stop. Martin went down to my neck, licking it and nibbling on the skin as he roams around the region of my neck. He licks me from the base of my Adam’s apple to my chin before eventually moving down to my uniform. “Smelling good always Aaron. Policeman smell…” he smirked. Because I always disturbed him how he smells like a schoolboy after school whenever he sweats. Martin was all over my body licking my nipples through my uniform. The thick material did not deter him from making my nipples hard to satisfy his desire. I was sweating profusely through my uniform because the windows were closed and air conditioner was off. A few times I tried to unbutton my uniform but all I got was a smack to my hands and the words “Not yet Aaron. Just not yet.”

 

I finally gave in to Martin and let him do what he wanted. Martin went down even further before stopping just below my belt. He looked at me and smiled, that familiar face which I am use to seeing whenever I know he is on the peak of his game. He started nibbling on my hard on through the police pants I was wearing. He knew that I was one to always go commando on most days. I was already leaking pre cum by the time he finish with me. My no 3 pants groin region was wet not only with his saliva, but the sweat cause from the heat plus my pre cum made a whole new concoction. Martin finally undoes my zip with his teeth. Slowly he bites the zip in between his teeth and pulled it downwards. With the zipper done, he sniff around through the opening and eventually caught hold of my dick with his mouth. That did not stopped him there when he went sniffing further into my pants and cupped my balls with his mouth acting like a vacuum cleaner when he suck one of my balls into his mouth. That send a tingling sensation throughout my body which caused me to tighten my gripped on him.

 

“Ahhhh Martin…” I let out a soft moan.

 

For the first time in my life, I had given into lust. I had lost this game and for the very first time, I cheated on my other half. Aint no saint indeed I admitted but we all had moments when we did something out of the norm even if it is to the minutes details.

 

All these while, Martin was busy working on my dick sucking it and in between pumping it with one hand while the other caress my balls. It got to a point where I could not hold it any longer that I shoot into his mouth. I expected him to actually spit the whole thing out but he kept on sucking even though I had shot out my last. It got to a point where I could not take it anymore that I wanted to push him away. Martin looked up and smiled; “My turn” as he smile cheekily. I wanted to return Martin the favor but instead he got on top of me and began jerking off.

 

“I wanna shoot my load all over your dick and uniform Aaron.” was his request.

Martin positioned himself where his balls were resting on my dick and his dick was pointing towards the direction of my uniform. He inched closer to me and started kissing me. While doing so, he was pumping his dick hard and fast before I took over. Martin was really horny because he was leaking pre cum like nobody’s business. His hands were wrapped around my waist while his tongue was pressing hard against mine. Not long after, one final pump send his dick shooting load after load of cum which landed on my uniform and some on my dick. I thought Martin would go on forever when he was shooting his eighth load but it only stop at twelve. I look down on my uniform and saw cum all over it. I finally manage to prop him upright before asking him; “Are we done yet?” Martin shook his head pretending to shy away before he sat me down on the edge of his bed and sat on me.

 

“I am sure the cum I shot earlier is enough to use as a lube for you to fuck me hard, right Aaron?”

 

Both of us eventually got onto another round of love making before I shoot my load into him and he requesting me to give him a blowjob. We washed up after that raunchy session and headed for Prata around Thomson vicinity.

 

“One egg, One kosong, Tear it up and flood with curry.” I told the guy who was taking our orders.

 

Martin was staring at me in disbelief before he asked what was that order. I told him it’s the usual but just that the cook will tear the Prata into smaller pieces and pour gravy over it. He never seen anyone eating it that way before thus it got him all curious. We were catching up on our postings and how some of our mates were doing. All before he pop out a sensitive question. I looked at him, smirked and called for the bill.

 

“But Aaron…”

 

“Shshshs Martin, we talk in the car aite?”

 

Martin drove a distant away eventually ending up at Macritchie reservoir. With the flick of a button, we were under the stars. Both of us kept mum for the first few minutes before one broke the silence.

 

I turned around and looked at him. “So what was it that you wanted to say?”

 

Martin remained quiet for a minute or so before letting out a sigh. He reached out with his left hand for mine and holds my fingers in between his. “Aaron…”

 

“Yeah Martin?” I answered.

 

“I apologies for what transpired earlier. It just ensued during the moment and since you did not refuse my advances, I thought… well… it would be fine to proceed further.”

 

His words were some sort hurting yet comforting to me. At least he was honest in regards with his actions. On my part, I had a very strange feeling towards Vic Henry meeting Leonard. Somehow or rather, I could not put my finger to it what was this uncertainty. It was as though you know something outta norm would transcend between them but at the same time, you tried very hard to convince yourself that it would never happened once again. Not after what I went through with Byrant, I could not be that suay right? I told Martin how I was feeling at that moment and what I found out bout Vic Henry going over to Leonard’s crib.

 

“Aaron, you are way too nice for a person. If he can do it, so can you. It does not mean that you have to stay faithful while your partner is frolicking his ex behind your back. Right? The truly scary thing about undiscovered lies is that they have a greater capacity to diminish us than exposed ones. They erode our strength, our self-esteem and our very foundation. Know something Aaron? Earthquakes just happens, Tornadoes just happens but Vic Henry’s dick does not just happen to fall into Leonard’s mouth!”

 

I looked at Martin and could not help myself but giggled. His last sentence did hit a spot thus I decided to make fun of him; “Aaron’s dick does not just happen to fall into Martin’s mouth…” In between his seriousness, Martin was actually trying very hard not to laugh. He ignored my lame joke and continued what he wanted to talk about.

 

“It is better to be unfaithful than to be faithful without wanting to be Aaron.”

 

I looked away from Martin and thought bout what he had said. Perhaps if Vic Henry really just went over to bid goodbye to Leonard, what would that make me. I would drag myself down to the likes of Henry.

I received crapload of text messages and miss calls from Vic Henry but there was just something feeling not right. I wanted so much so to believe that there was nothing going on when Vic is at Leonard’s crib but my intuition proves otherwise. Perhaps it was due to the fact that I myself had been frolicking behind his back but yet I feel as if two was singing the same tune. Martin held my hands tight and knew something was amiss. He wanted to ask what was wrong but stopped short because he knew I was not at peace with myself.

 

“Don’t you want to answer that call?” he asked me.

 

I held the phone screen near my face and still contemplating in between to answer the phone call or just let it ring. It was after much persuasion from Martin that I eventually answered the call.

 

 

Me: Hello…

Vic: WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!

Me: Am out with Martin having dinner after I packed my stuff. You told me to do that.

Vic: Why did you take so long to answer the call or even reply to my text messages?!

 

 

At this point, I was getting annoyed with Vic Henry running me down with questions and his tone was not comforting at all.

 

 

Me: Why are you shouting?

Vic: The fuck I would, I have been trying to get you since evening.

Me: Where are you then?

Vic: Out…

Me: Out or at Leonard’s crib? Honesty would do you some good Vic…

 

 

The line went quiet for a little while before I heard Leonard’s voice in the background. I let out a sigh and I can feel Martin held my hand even tighter. He knew something was amiss and did not wanna breach the topic.

 

 

Vic: Look if you do not trust me on this, you can go fuck yourself up Aaron.

 

 

The line went dead after he mentioned that. For the first time in my life, I felt a sense of regret and hatred for someone I called my better half. They say at the very first sign of a glass cracking, you should either replace it or get it fix. I did not, I held on and persevere hoping there was a future in this. The stars up above shy away from my view and thunders began clapping through the night skies. With the flick of a button, Martin got the roof above us and started the engine. He adjusted his seats so that he had space to manoeuvre. He places his hands around my shoulders and beckons me closer to him. I was embraced in his arms while he tries to comfort this broken heart of mine.

 

Martin saw the wretchedness and disenchantment in my face, he kissed my forehead; “You want me send you back to your folks or to Vic’s?” I kept mum and did not spoke a word. It got him all worried seeing me like this, thus we were there for bout an hour before I finally spoke to him.

 

“Lets go Martin, it is getting late.”

 

I was not paying attention to the direction Martin was driving. All these while I was focus on my phone reading through what Vic Henry had texted me. His words were rather harsh which falls under the likes of me being unfaithful and going out with another guy behind his back. I thought to myself, so it is all right for him to be with a guy who is his ex and it is not okay for me to be with someone whom I called a friend? The irony of his message irate me to bits. There were more nasty text messages following the previous one. It eventually got to a point where I was so fed up that I off my phone.

 

“Here we are Aaron...” Martin voice jolted me back to reality.

 

I looked up and saw a familiar house. I turned around and look at him. Martin was painting a worried look and I guess he was not pleased as to what has happened. “Why are we here?” I asked him.

 

Martin kept quiet and looked out of the window. He was tapping the dashboard, not knowing how to answer me. By now, I was the one being concerned that I might have worried him too much with the whole situation. I ran my hands through his hair and asked him what was wrong. Martin did not say anything but just let out a sigh. I told him that if it was inconvenience for him to send me home cause it is getting late, I would just hail a cab.

 

Before I could even open the door to get out, he grabs my hands and pulled me towards him. He kissed me on my lips and inched me closer to him with his other hand.

 

“Aaron, stay with me tonight? I can’t bear to let you go seeing you like this. I will drive you to camp Monday morning all right?”

 

Deep down, I know by me staying over at his place, things would escalate onto another level. But another part of me is feeling the betrayal that I just went through. Plus the nasty messages that Vic Henry texted me. It was totally uncalled for in my opinion. Bad enough that you lied to me about what you were doing for the weekends and when I found out the truth, you just could not stood up for yourself. I did told him once that at any point of time in the course of our relationship, if he ever have the slightest feelings for Leonard, he should go back to him before hurting us both. Vic Henry agreed on that and I even told him I would not hate him if he were honest to me. It turns out otherwise which makes me fume even greater.

 

I was rather a little hesitant to accept Martin’s offer and request but eventually a broken heart did things, which sometimes can be regretting. Although for myself, I did not regret one bit. I told myself to stop playing the victim in relationships and be myself. That was the eventual turning point where I was this goodie two shoe who stays faithful to his partner to one whom does not give a flying fuck to what may come against me. I got no qualms to admit that I was a motherfucker for a period of time, which eventually I got sick and tired of playing those games. It eventually gets to you and does you no good in the long run. But still, I do admit that there was a period of time that I went on while I was still in relationship with Vic Henry. Perhaps the fact it began to escalate further due to the factors that were brought out in the relationship. But that would be in the chapters to come where my raunchy escapades takes places only the mind can imagine.

 

“I shall take the sofa aite?”

 

Martin raised his eyebrow and looked at me in disbelief.

 

“What the fuck Aaron? There is a thing call my bed upstairs, why do you want to sleep on the sofa?”

 

I chuckled at his reaction and winked at him; “Cause I might end up bedding you if I sleep on the same bed as ya Martin…”

 

Martin just stood there with a tent forming against his boxers…

[nicholasyada]

Dealing with ex-es is always tough. I, for one, has never managed to do a clean break and remain good friends...

[Marineboy]

Wow what an episode....reading this was cum material ... :oops:  :oops:  :oops:  I look forward to this movie scene if it ever becomes a movie some day  :smokin:

Great stuff   :thumb:  

I am curious about the policeman smell...sounds so erotic

[Yas1950]

Getting hotter adek. Don't keep us on tenterhooks.

Go for it!!!