I have always wanted to start a site. I wanted to talk about my life but I contemplated. Then I met Jay. Then I wanted to start a site for us. But I procrastinated. More than two years later, this is what I have now, a humble beginning. Just like any couples, we have been through many good and hard times together and this is one reason what this site is for: to put down our story in writing. So that this blog will witness our existence and hopefully we can flip through the archives one day and laugh at the silly things we did and be touched by Jay's heroic deed. Hi, I am Kay, we are boyfriends and this is the our story.
I'm Kay
Male. Smart and sentimental. 26yo. Enjoys movies (and porn) and reality shows. Sleeper. Uptight. Likes Robbie Williams. Has been to Singapore. Ogles at men. Just wants to be happy. Prefers to wear boxers. Selfless.
I'm Jay
Male. Sexy and studly. 29yo. Loves sushi and everything meat. Swimmer. Forgetful. Likes House music. Travels world over. Ogles at Kay. Want to be rich but not necessary famous. Likes not to wear underwear. Selfish.
Someone from Australia emailed us and asked about our beginnings - how we first met and then dated. I think this is a good time to share with you our story as we are celebrating our 3rd anniversary together coming end of this month.
It was a Sunday evening about three years back and I logged into a chatroom on Gay.com. I had a few conversations with a few guys. After about an hour I got horny. The sky was already dark as I remembered looking out of the window.
I needed a man that night, I told myself.
I browsed through the list of guys in the chatroom and selected a few guys to chat with but our conversation didn't seem to lead to ant meet up for fun. I hadn't taken my dinner and was hungry but the urge to shoot my load overwhelmed my hunger.
I became desperate when no one seemed to fit my choice of a perfect man for the night. That was when Jay sent me a private message with an enthusiastic 'Hi!'. In a chatroom full of people, those with a picture tend to get hit more often than those without one. Jay's nick in the chatroom was one of those who didn't have any pic and without a profile too. I wouldn't have clicked on him if it weren't for his message. I responded and we began our conversation. We chatted for a while and he told me he wanted to meet up to play. I agreed and I asked for his picture. He sent it to me to my email. I immediately check my email for his pic and was somewhat dissapointed.
Not another average guy who's desperate for sex, I thought.
He was leaving his office that night and we agreed to meet at the train station nearby his place. I arrived early and waited for about 10 minutes before what I thought was a sexy hunk walked out from the station.
It can't be him, I doubted myself.
But he fit the description he gave me while we were chatting back then. Black t-shirt , blue jeans and a sling bag. I gave him a wave from a distant and he waved back. He approached me and oh boy, he sure looked different from the picture he emailed me. Short spiky hair, a slightly stubbled face, great chest and a nice butt. The more I scrutinized him from head to toe, the more I felt glad. Glad that he looked good(compared to the other guys I met before this). In fact he's the best looking guy from a chatroom I had encountered thus far.
We decided to walk to a nearby cafe for a drink and my dinner. As we walked, we talked about ourselves. He was rather shy and I had to ask him questions to get him talk more. I learned a few things about him. He's a hardworking guy, considering he just got back from work on a Sunday night. He's a swimmer with nice pecs, a check with him confirmed that. He stays alone and that's good for us that night.
After dinner we walked to his place which was rather far but I thought it did us good. We had time to talk more. I remember putting my arm over his shoulder as we walked past a dark alley and whispered into his ear,
You look good.
I think he smiled. When we reached his place, he showed me to his room and he told me he needed a shower. I went to his bed, sat there and read some magazines found there while waiting for him to get done. Then he came out from the bathroom just in shorts, topless and drying his hair with a towel. He climbed onto the bed and sat beside me. We sat there for seconds waiting and then I made the first move. I turned to him and gave him a kiss. He pulled my shirt off and I took off his shorts. Of course my pants came off too after that.
We slept together that night. The bed was small and there was not enough room to turn around. We had to sleep still and limit our movement. Occasionally he would checked on me if I was sleeping comfortably. He wanted me to feel at home. I woke up slightly late and had to rush home to change. It's Monday and we had to get to work. On my way rushing back, he stopped me at the door.
Hey... so how? He asked.
Call me. I said.
We met again that night for dinner. And the night after that and many night that followed. There was one night, I can't remember when, we were lying on his bed after we blew our loads off, and he whispered to me the 3 magical words:
i've been reading about your lives, and how it helped me. my relationship with my sayang now gets better each day. your inspiring words and love story is it. happy anniversary!
# posted by Murphy Brown : 1:16 PM, September 27, 2005
another gay dad - It's a long way more to achieve what you guys have now. We're envious!
chombi - We're glad to hear that our story inspires people. Thanks! And keep on cheering!
# posted by jayandkay : 11:53 PM, September 27, 2005
Truly a sweet story. It's so nice that he actually checked to ensure that you were sleeping confortably. It shows he cared even from that night.
Whilst my current boyfriend and I (15 months now) were actually hooked up by friends, we too actually started talking online, and then on the phone and then we finally met up.
We too had swapped pics and it was pretty good, but when I met him, I was BLOWN AWAY.
Actually funny enough, I saw this hott guy walking past me and was like "That guy is hott. I hope its him." But he walked straight past me.
But it was him. Apparently he walked straight passed me to survey the "situation." Apparently he liked what he saw cuz he came walking right back up to me and to this day we still laugh about it.