It's incredible how a profile pic can change your life.
I really liked the face and body of those two guys.
I spent three days looking at them
not daring to write them a message.
They were asking clear and directly:
Are you bold enough to join a chemsex at La Sierra?
So, things happen because they are ment to.
I don't know if it was fated
or that we had been forcing the cause-effect for a year
It was Jairo the one who thought about it.
He is much more sexual.
This cannot be a thing of today.
Men have bean like that from the begining of time...
Well, at least, faggots are.
I mean, some guys gathering at a house
fucking non-stop.
I imagine that the Greeks already did it at the agoras
and the Romans at their battlefields.
And, I don't know, the early Christians in the catacombs,
the people of the middle-ages... in their abbeys
And homo-erectus, well, anywhere!
Shame and prudishness came way later.
I had my doubts...
Well, we had already been a threesome in the past
and we had participated in some other sex party
but only when we were on holidays.
But organising it here, at home, on our hometown...
I don't know, it seemed a little bit wild.
Actually, it was the complete opposite of what I was looking for.
I was fed up with sexual roller-coasters,
acrobatics and circus pirouettes on bed
dancing shirtless all night long at the disco
I needed to stop.
Jairo was telling me “Reinvent yourself or die”
And dead indeed I dropped when I read the profile
that he wanted to publish in all of the existing social networks:
“Couple invites you to a weekend of sex and drugs at the countryside”
Of course, that couple was us.
I know that you can't look for quietness and love
at a sex party with plenty of drugs.
But I really like both things and...
I can never say no.
Oh, and I do also like number three.
I know I am contradictory… at a sex party with plenty of drugs
What can I do?
I am pretty sure about Ángel, about our relationship
I consider myself unbeatable.
I know that nothing bad could happen to our relationship.
I’d seen him enjoy with other men, and he did me.
And the situation makes me really horny...
We spent hours taking pictures for the profile
Stand like this,
stick your ass out a bit.
My bulge, does it stick out? I asked him.
And the biceps? Like that? No, no, you'd better relax
it looks really forced that way.
Girl, it had to look natural.
I don't really know the number of pics we took
with a t-shirt, barechested, with briefs...
in the end we chose the hottest ones.
And the only thing we had to do
was to invite everybody who wanted to come to the countryside.
Like Heidi…
better yet, like Peter.
Something was telling me to go to that party.
What I like is a nod, a gaze...
I don't know, a smile. Just what Jairo has and that
I've seldom found again.
Up until the moment we saw Pedro’s profile
Picture it: slightly tanned...
the face of a good kid but with a somewhat provoking gaze.
He was asking for our phone number.
Yes, he wanted to talk to us before coming to the party.
I made up my mind and called them.
I liked how sure they were about it
and the healthy wave that seemed to flow between them.
Hi, honey. Good morning, how are you? ok?
Yes.
Remember I told you these people were coming?
Yes.
Can you greet them? Say hello?
Hello.
She's Carla, our daughter. I prepared you some cocoa.
When I hung up I was all excited in the middle of the gym
so I went to the toilet and jerked off.
We brought him up-to-date and he told us he'd think about it
I noticed that Jairo fancied him.
and girl, I fancied him too, so no point in arguing.
That Pedro guy? He was up for everything
In our relationship he is the one in charge of the drugs and stuff.
I just open up my mouth...
nowadays, all drugs can be found on the internet
so we started receiving things that week by courier.
First it was the plant fertilizer,
Then the amyl nitrite,
next day a bottle of gamma-hydroxybutyric acid.
The delivery boy, who ir real cute,
thought that all of this was my plants and... for my fig-tree.
Look at the figs. They look just bad.
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
In the end, a good friend from the Basque country sent us
a few grams of speed.
Those that smell of apples aromatizer those so in style
back in the 80s and 90s.
Those have always reminded me of video stores and sex shops
By the way, both of which have bean put out because of the internet.
The same goes for picking up guys.
You can't go to a disco and flirt on some guy
You have to do it via app.
For all the week the only thing I did
was to get ready for saturday.
I worked out a lot int he gym
I'm just not the swelling type
Gym doping and stuff is not really my thing.
I'm fond of running cross-country, riding my bike,
well, and swimming. I love swimming.
Swimming pools, beaches, wherever I get the chance.
Are you done with the cocoa, honey?
Yes.
OK. Hey, why don't you go outside with dad
and ask him to turn the TOY on?
But wear your cap because it's really hot.
Okay.
Come on, my love.
It's just that... Girl, to talk about these things
in front of the her it's just a little too much.
I ordered a buttload of condoms,
And we made it clear in our profile:
Any kind of sex, but always safe.
The point is that prevention and evolution should go together
but they don't seem to be. We are forgetting.
Yeah, yeah, I know that each of us can do what they want with their health
and that you can catch a cold anywhere
and that no one knows when or how or why you get cancer.
But HIV? We all know how to prevent it!
Yeah yeah, I know that it's been become something chronic
and that Healthcare takes charge of everything,
but it pisses me off
why should my taxes pay for some guy's pills
just because he didn't care to put on a rubber?
"Put it on, put it on him". No one remebers that anymore?
Look, all ruined.
When I got in the train that evening heading for the countryside
I knew that anything could happen.
Anything but the thing I really wanted to happen.
To be honest, I was very nervous all day.
Knowing Ángel like I do, I suggested taking a bath together
before our guests arrived...
Look…
Hi honey. Come here.
The train was full of hunks. We could... smell each other.
It was very obvious where we were heading.
When we arrived in the countryside the coulpe was there waiting for us. And hey,
they were very cool face to face.
Wow... So many hunks! And all of them ready for anything.
I got there, and girl, I snorted some of the basque speed
and no M-CAT, because M-CAT makes me soft
and I like to be real hard.
I tell you... G.
Look, Mary, when I take some G I'm totally disinhibited.
Have you tried G?
You should. Fucking high on G, girl is something you don't forget in you lifetime.
I'm all for G.
So we started unwinding with the House music.
I hate House music...
so I took a pill that would cheer me up.
Look, Ecstasy makes me more affectionate than sexual,
so I took off my T-shirt.
I could not stop looking at them.
One was tall, with a tender face and an interesting gaze
and the other one had a rougher look...
like he could nail you against any wall.
It was the perfect mix.
So I aproached them and gave them a little present with my tongue
So there comes this faggot...
And he gives me some M with his tongue.
I was excited... ¡so excited!
So I took off my jeans.
Of course, I was wearing my jockstrap.
Such an ass. Highlighted by a wonderful jockstrap
It was divine!
That couple kept on whispering to their ears and just when
they were going towards me. Boom, a big musclebear appears in front of me
So, I had to kiss him.
While I was at it, I kept on looking at them. I don't know..
I don't know... that situation turned me on.
Jairo was getting more nervous by the moment.
No one is wearing a condom.
Everybody wants to bareback, this and that...
He was right, anyway,
When we realized that
no one had been taking condoms out of the bowl
I stood my ground.
It's just that I only had eyes for that kid's jockstrap.
That ass.
I turned off the music
And suddenly the house stopped ringing. Thank you!
I stepped away from the musclebear. Good riddance.
And I said: 'All of you, faggots, get the fuck out!'
The fish bowl was full and everyone was there, barebacking
The truth is that the poor guys didn't even protest.
They picked up their undies, their socks and headed back to the station, high as they were, with no complaints
And Jairo and I stayed by ourselves and began to fantasize
about all that could have happened in that party.
Truthfully, we got quite horny.
I told Ángel: we have here the best drugs in the world
as to stay here for months, you and me, fucking.
The two of us.
Take this, honey, and take it to Daddy.
When we were all returning to the station, I put my hand in my pocket.
I don't know. Every time I go out to party I usually carry two or three condoms.
And there they were.
And the doorbell rang.
They both opened the door
It was Peter
I pulled my hand out of my pocket and showed them what I had there
We invited him in.
I turned on the music again.
And this time it was real music.
He came to stay. And here he is, months later.
Now he's the three of us
I told you that I liked that number.
Then you see, life is this:
Reinvent yourself or die.
And we are as alive as we can be. Aren't we?