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You have a 50% chance on guessing which of my two male cousins is the one I'm talking about

My cousin won't know that I'm blogging about it now. I have to, despite my very short sleep amounting only to 4 hours because if I don't write this now, I might not have the chance to do so in the future. So while the memory is still crisp and vivid, allow me.

I was playing my usual X-men game in my PSP when my second degree cousin called for me just right outside my kamalig while dragging his sozzled girl along. From a distant he sounded normal but when I opened the door, I knew right there and then than He ,too, was drunk. So while being comfortably positioned on my bed-foam, I have to move and provide them a wide space and transferred to the birha. Then I went out for their bedding leaving them both alone with a radio turned on. The girl who was just so-so looking asked me if she can check her Facebook account while I'm away so I offered her my laptop without any hesitations and left.   It took me longer to get their pillow and extra foam because my lola's house was closed so I have to climb over the fence and open the cyclone-wired gate from the inside. I brought a glass just in case they want to drink after only God-knows what. 

They occupied the whole floor displacing me who voluntarily transferred to give them privacy. I understand what my cousin was up to. Really. And I feel a little awkward for being there at that moment when he wanted total seclusion with one of his girls. Unfortunately, I can't completely leave because my room in our house was occupied by my uncle.And we don't have a big house, you know. So I took the PSP and resumed playing within my narrow area until I forced my self to sleep not because I want to but because I have to. My waking up prolly annoyed my cousin who told me that he will uyog  my place earlier with his bestial moves later on. I wanted to cough but I can't out of shame. The fact that a couple is having the sweetest moment of their life will be probably alarmed of that uninvited sound. Imagine, while in your domain, your freedom gets curtailed only because you want others to feel comfortable.But that didn't happen when my two classmates turned-lover slept over. Talk about hospitality.

The funniest thing last night is the fact that I can't sleep even if I have to and no matter how I forced my system to shut down. I have to sleep because I don't want to be jealous.LOL. But sleep was rare, it was like there was a shortage of it last night. I don't see it normal because not everything is normal that time. My senses are all up and it's kahuluya because I might have appeared eavesdropping. I didn't at will but the space of my room just made every sound inside louder. When the bed-sheet screech and a horse like-pacing and loud breathing come into play you know that the basketball game is on. I din't watch I can't because there's a curtain concealing them complemented by the darkness which suddenly filled the room at lights off. I know the sound of them all, out of porn and out of something else. 

Do I really have to get so detailed? Okay!So prolly her good mouth was working its wonders as I hear sucking within a meter-radius.  And the moans, oh the moans , were surreal. They were silent whispers of pleasure than can cause your imagination to explode. The foreplay may have gone inadequate so the main event took place. This time instead of moans it was crying, a plea. "Sakit" she said. She was sobbing and saying "agay"  as if that was the only word she knew as my cousin reassured her . "Was she a virgin" I itched to ask. But the words can hardly come out. So I coughed instead and pretended to be asleep and snoring. Then I was laughing out loud in my mind. God what was I doing? and that weird cough. I don't cough on normal occasions but it took me by surprise that I sounded sick last night.

But that didn't stop them from moving on. Too much intoxication blurs one's thought,indeed. So the girl was crying and her phone rang, that was her sister. As the light coming off her phone partially illuminated the room kissing and sounds of that sort vanished. The last few sentences I can make out were " tama na kay basa na", ga lum-ok na" and "kalangsa na ah".(LOL-ing) I think it wasn't satisfactory enough as far as my cousin is concerned. He didn't nail it like he usually does with the others. 

That was the last recollection before I passed out. And when I woke up today, both of them were gone. Without waking me up for thank yous and goobyes which is very understandable. But what bothers me is my last night's presence regardless whether it was welcomed or not. If I weren't there, will the girl give in and bear with the pains or my cousin will have the nerves to wholly push his way  inside? I don't know if staying was the soundest decision last night but I know that I'm a story richer because of it.