A Tale Of Revelry; Boracay
Part I
Prologue
Boracay is an island that borders between morality and debauchery. In the day, we see families and couples strolling along the white sands rimmed by the clear blue sea. Children running around playing with delight and employees sculpting beautiful structures with the sand. With such an image, no one will believe that the island will turn into the hunting ground for the night stalkers when dusk falls. Men prowl the island looking for the next available prey sporting enough to share their bodies for the night.
The Entourage
This story is dedicated to Dharreyll. Probably the best personal guide I have ever met in my entire life. All these few years working in the island as the Head concierge empowered him with the knowledge of how the island operates at the back of his hand. Young and humble yet experienced. He is probably the best you can hope for.
Part II
The Way There
The island Boracay lies somewhere between Manila and Mindanao. We flew over from Manila to Caticlan where we took a 7 minute boat ride across the sea to come to this mesmerizing island where I will experience my first hunt abroad and first 3some in my life.
It all began as an impromptu decision to join my client after my 5day attachment overseas hearing he booked a suite at the lengendary Hawaii of the East. Geoffrey is a long term client who distributes our products in the Philippines and he’s an extremely hospitable wealthy merchant in this part of the world. Upon arrival at Caticlan, we were greeted by Dharreyll at the dilapidated airport. He ushered us into the hotel’s van and ferried us over a short distance to the beach.
“Welcome to Boracay,” Dharreyll warmly greeted as we shook hands the customary business way, “I will be your personal guide for the next 2 days in Boracay.” He led us into a waiting hall but Geoffrey decided to go to the beach and take a look. Despite being Philippino, he has not been to this place since he got married. He explained that his wife forbade him to visit the island even if it’s meant to be business oriented. Such a claim started to illuminate my hopes of getting myself laid. I’m very realistic. I don’t go to a beach holiday so I can chill out at the beach and sun tan.
Part III
The boat came within minutes and Dharreyll helpfully carried our luggage into the air conditioned boat. Upon arrival, what I saw was a bustling port, overwhelmed by motorized trishaws. The numbers of Caucasians and Asian foreigners tip the scales of the population if you do not consider the staffs and the locals. One peculiarity however caught my attention. “Dharreyll, I seem to see a lot of female-only groups.”
“Oh yes, the ratio of male to female is 1 is to 5. Including the young, old attached or singles. The main group of foreigners are from Korea and Taiwan.” Dharreyll went on to elaborate. This statement immediately raised my hopes of getting my primary objective met; getting some sexual intimacy with strangers on the island.
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We were led to a small van and driven to the hotel entrance. The hotel was situated at the other end of the island in the privileged sector known as ‘Station 1’. There is where you find the most premium hotels. Your neighbours are mainly well to do individuals are families. At times you can find groups travelling together so being larger in population able to afford paying more than PHP12000 a night. Just as the porters carried our luggage up into the 2 storey suite of Discovery Shores Boracay, Geoffrey and myself made ourselves comfortable in the massive room. It’d have been very gay if the suite was a single storey. I walked up the stairs and came to the second floor only to be astonished by the sheer size of the open air balcony. But what triggered my interest was the large Jacuzzi tub at the side. Huge enough to accommodate 4 persons. Even so with generous free space for extra activities.
Part IV
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“Sir, please make yourself feel at home while I will get the complimentary foot spa ready for you.” Dharreyll said, “This is my name card, please also feel free to give me a call whenever you need.” I took the card without realizing that it will come into extreme handy for the 2 days to come.
The foot spa was ready within minutes. I sat at the armchair bare footed while a young Pinay massaged my wrecked feet with lotion and water from a bamboo tube. Just as she was about to be done, I heard Geoffrey shouted to me in glee, “Hey Jack! Check this out!” I hurriedly dried my feet and walked over to the balcony.
Right before me was a spectacle that struck me deeply. Our room was situated strategically at the end overlooking the beach across the other suites built before us as subjects prostrate before their monarch. “We’re really lucky to get this room Jack.” Geoffrey remarked while registering the magnificent view digitally.
Part V
“Sir,” it was Dharreyll, “the hotel counter gave me a call to inform us that Mr Andrew has touched down at Caticlan airport.”
Great! Andrew is here as well! Andrew is a middle aged Singaporean businessman who also distribute our products. He’s also a respected veteran in the party fraternity. He’s definitely exemplary when it comes to enjoying life.
“We will wait for Andrew to reach the hotel before we will start walking around the island.” Geoffrey instructed Dharreyll. Our entourage acknowledged the instruction and headed back to the concierge to prepare for the arrival of the next guest in our group. Geoffrey came to me and told me, “Tonight, you are going to get laid and I guarantee that.”
His confidence sends a very assuring message across which gave me a reason to grin from ear to ear. We unpacked our luggage and commenced our first step towards our main objective for this trip, to unwind from work and to get laid.
Part VI
While we sat at the arrival porch at the ground floor, Andrew arrived in the most majestic manner. Following him was a porter yoked with his massive luggage before another staff helped to dust the sand off the steps for Andrew to alight from the van. Such services are worth replication by people from the industry in Singapore.
“Hey! When did you arrive?!” Andrew spoke loudly in his signature thunderous voice.
“Just a while before you,” I spoke as I spontaneously shook his hands in the conventional business way. That was the last time we will treat each other like our usual business associates. At least for the next 2 days, we’re going to be partying buddies who will indulge in debauchery deeply.
JacqueMerlin dude… I also want to go business trip with you too.
Brought my safari bed, pitching tent, will build campfire if later don’t rain.
O men…that’s for real har…wish my biz can take me to that part of the world eh. Yo bro…hope to hear ur remaining report soon….keep it cuming men!
Part VII
The Island in Daylight
With the trio in the island, I called Dharreyll to commence our day tour of the island. Dharreyll brought us out by the supposedly back door which ironically was the beach. The white sand and the literally blue sea was appears like a scene you only get to see in the movies with heavy edition. The sea breeze hit our face with the scent of beach ardour. The beach in the day is definitely the perfect place for couples and families to stroll along. We walked along the beach with Dharreyll and told him what we expected from this trip to the island. Dharreyll explained that the night life will only start after 10pm at night. So we should enjoy the decency of the island while we can when the sun is high.
The several opportunities of meeting scantily clad women along the beach did not spur any of us into action. For we want a night of sexual wilderness and not docility with serious life expectations in the aftermath. So we restrained by holding our reins masterfully. Our efforts must not be divided.
We cut into an area along the beach into the main shopping area for some relaxing beach wear. Things were sold with a modest price compared to what we will pay for back home in Singapore. We walked to the nearby seafood market for lunch. The concept of seafood in Philippines is unique and it somehow provoke memories of Ikea. Everything is self service. We made our selection of large prawns, crabs and a lobster at the stalls and turned around to the restaurant opposite for them to cook what we just bought. Prices were calculated by the way they were cooked.
Part VIII
When I come to Philippines, I always never forget to savour the seafood with its barbequed raw taste of underwater life. Andrew and myself dipped into our culinary invasion and ate like savages devoid of food for days. Dharreyll and Geoffrey looked in bewilderment at the same time amusement, “Don’t you have seafood back in Singapore?”
“Yes we do have it but the prices are not as competitive as it is here.” I replied almost instantly.
“You will need to replenish your body with sufficient energy to perform tonight…” Andrew jovially remarked with Dharreyll and Geoffrey laughing in unison.
After the lunch, we continued our walk along the shops of the island. At the end of our hardly fruitful shopping, we headed out to the main road for a motorized trishaw back to our hotel to recuperate our energy for the big event tonight.
Andrew went back to his smaller suite for a shower while Geoffrey and myself headed to our room. I lifted my laptop to check my emails and at the same time surf around for Boracay night life related websites. The results were all mixed and soon I got restless.
“I think you should take a shower first,” Geoffrey advised, “The smell of the barbequed seafood is still quite strong.”
Perhaps the promising night left me overly excited that I failed to notice the stench of barbeque etched in my hair and body. I shut off my laptop and headed to the toilet at the ground floor and tried to remove the unwelcomed stench with vigour hoping I don’t turn any girl off tonight.
The rate the sun set felt constipated. I need to have the sun down before I can unleash my hidden desire for a sexually eventful night.