Here is an email I received from Q, an MGG reader. What a tragic way of coming out! Read and learn a lesson or two… and leave Q a message too — he’s just so kind to share his story for all of us to learn from. Love you all and world peace!
Dear Migs,
This is the first time I’m emailing a complete stranger and the first time I’m sharing events of my life, but I feel this is something every gay guy (closeted or not) should know and be warned about.
Call me Q. I am 18 years old, studying at one of the top universities in the Phils, chinese features, and not that attractive (except to chasers) coz I’m overweight. As such, the only sexual release with other males I usually get is either through chasers or through prostitutes. I’ve never really had a boyfriend (although I had two pseudo-boyfriends, they’re not quiet the real thing coz there was no commitment and such), primarily because when it comes to things like that, I’m too picky for the limited pool. Anyway, now that you have my background
SM North
Yesterday (Friday, March 30) was a very bad day for me. I went to SM North to watch TMNT (I usually go to SM because its just one jeepney ride away from home). After I left the movie, I realized that my cellphone was gone, probably slid off my pockets or something, because I had lots of stuff in it. After checking with the watcher the places where I sat, and hindi pa rin namin nakita, he said for me to come back when the movie is over, mga 5:30, para i-check niya with the sweepers and all. It was still quarter to 5 then, and I didn’t want to watch it again na, so I left the cinema and was browsing through some magazines.
The guy
Then I saw this guy, about 5′8-5′10, moreno, slim, trying to get my attention by being as slutty as possible without the normal passersby noticing (you know it, pakagat-kagat ng labi, raising his shirt to show stomach innocently, etc etc), and he was looking at my direction. This is probably the second time I saw him, the first time, lumapit rin siya, pero la ako pera then so di ako pumatol. During this time, sobrang down ako because I lost my cellphone, so ayun, pumatol ako.
I passed by him, glanced at him, then siya naman, sunod (the usual modus-operandi). Then we stopped by the comic booth, and he started asking kung pwede ba ako ngayon “gumimik”, I asked him straightforward: magkano? He said P500. Sabi niya “hotel tayo, kasi mahirap dito,” then I said, “OK magkano ba ang hotel?”. He then replied that it was below 500, mga 200-300. I then told him that I wasn’t sure kung pwede ako then and there because I was waiting for my cellphone. Sinasabi pa niya na “malaki to,” sabay rub. After I talked to the guards and watcher, then pumayag na ako.
The “gimik”
We went off to the hotel naka-taxi pa kami, inside the taxi he was asking me all kinds of things about my life: where my family is, where I live, what my parents do, where I study, etc, etc. I thought this was normal, coz I already hired about three guys before, and some were equally curious. Anyway, we got to the hotel (it was in Caloocan, beside Victoria Court), an area I’m unfamiliar with, but which he apparently knew well.
We were given our room (pay later), and went inside. Then he started becoming weirdly reluctant, and we both took our pre-sex showers. After this was done, he just stretched on the bed and wanted to get off already, his reason: because his tita texted him daw and wanted him to watch their computer shop (usually those I hired before were willing to give me foreplay at least, since my ass is still virgin and will remain so). He then told me to just suck him off …(details deleted by Migs)… Then he came in my mouth. He asked me if I got off already (I did, jacking off as he came in me). Then promptly went off to get his shower, after which I did as well. Paglabas ko, I gave him the P500 that was our deal. He pocketed it, then we went to pay the hotel bill. When we left, medyo chummy-chummy pa kami, we boarded a trike, and were told to wait kasi baka daw may missing pa sa room, sobrang atat na atat na siya umalis. He told the trike driver dun sa bus, but when the trike driver went straight, he told the driver to go left. Then we ended up on EDSA, right beside a mobile police station.
Pulis!
He told the police standing outside na binayaran siya, and that I was trying to cheat him off, by paying kulang. Of course the police dragged both of us in, I dont think they were in on this scum-of-the-earth’s scheme to fleece money, but I think they just wanted it settled para wala nang problema. He then threw the 500 i gave him back on the table and said I had to get P15000 to pay him off right then (nagyabang pa siya that German Moreno sucked him off for 20k), para masettle na. The police made it clear na both of us yung masasampahan ng kaso (me for paying him, him for being a prostitute). So well, I asked I then told him to wait muna, coz I was going to call some friends, who I hoped to God had money, to pay him off. Normally, in situations like this, my relatives could take care of it (may tito ako na lawyer, and lolo na judge). But then I wasn’t out to them or my family so I was panicking out of my wits. I made about 4calls to my closest friends: My best friend was grounded and had no money, my other best friend who I knew had the money was at Enchanted Kingdom, another was out on a date with his gf, and the fourth, a girl, was panicking on my behalf and telling me the guy had no standing in court etc etc etc (I knew this, but there would still be a case, and it would equal sobrang hassle for me). She said she would try to do anything, but she didn’t know if she had the money. We went back to the station then (it had no phone), and she called again on the policeman’s phone, saying much the same thing. I told her to please just get the money.
Sister, Brother, I’m gay
So out of hope, and the asshole prostitute was just saying “Kung di mo ako babayaran, presinto na lang”, I finally called my sister and basically not only outed myself to her but told her I hired a prostitute, was caught by the police and had to pay him off with P15k. Naturally, she went ballistic, she had no idea where to get the money, then I told her to call my brother na rin and ask him. I told them not to tell our parents. (it was only me and my sister living together, my brother boarded in Manila and my parents were in the province). I then waited for her to arrive.
During this time, I wanted to kill myself for doing something really stupid, aside from trying to look for a way to hail a taxi and escape. After waiting some time inside the station I was surprised na may dumating na sargento who apparently was called in by my female friend, and tried to settle with the guy (he was reticent saying na hindi naman daw ung sargento ung magbabayad). After talking with the guy, the sergeant told me that we’d prolly pay half the amount plus of course some additional to the police for keeping it quiet.
When my sister came, she asked both sides, the scum-of-the-earth told his first. He said na:
1. Ako lumapit sa kanya at nagyaya na mag-gimik (I dont even use the term gimik!)
2. He said na sinabi niya outright dun pa lang sa SM na 15 000, and the 500 daw was the price of the hotel room. (I AM NOT DEAF. and you only demanded the 15000 from me as settlement money inside the police station).
Then she asked my side.
After this, my brother arrived. The guy settled to pay at half the amount, and we gave 500 to the police to shut up. Then we went home.
The Confrontation at Home
Pagdating sa bahay, my sister was pissed:
1. She didn’t know I was gay
2. She was worried that something else might have happened and she wouldn’t know it (nasaksak, etc, take your pick)
3. What about diseases?! (I told her I’ve never been F*ed, etc.)
4. Baka habulin pa kami nung guy na yun, extorting more money from us.
Then my brother said na he wont trust me again (the usual) and as I was explaining to my sister, he then said na he doesn’t want to hear my “excuses”. Sabi ko (nagrason pa, thats me!), they are not excuses, they are explanations, kasi nga my sister was asking me. Then he went ballistic and started punching me. Naturally (even in my crying state), I fought back, and my sister had to intervene between us. Then he said I owed him nothing, na kalimutan na ang 6500 that he paid, and never talk about it ever again.
And ladies and gentlemen, this is the story of how I came out to my brother and sister courtesy of a male prostitute by the name of Jeffry Santos (I checked the blotter), lost my cellphone, stayed in a police station for three hours, cried my heart out, was traumatized for life, and realized na konti lang talaga ang tunay na kaibigan (that sergeant really helped a lot).
I hope that this can serve as a lesson to all you guys out there na pumapatol sa mga for-hire.
Thanks for reading,
Q
Possibly Related Posts:
- Bishonen, a tragic HK gay story An official selection to the 1998 Toronto Film Festival,...
- The First Noel (a true story) I can’t even remember now how Noel and I first...
- Love, Respect, and Dignity Here is a letter from Marc, an MGG reader, that...
- A tribute, and a story Once in a while I get letters that deeply touch...
- Police Extortion Migs, On July 24, 2008, between 12:30 am to 1:30...
