Housemates with Benefits

Oliver (5)

“f**k it!”

My tantrum fell into deaf ears.

Pabalya kong isinara ang pinto at napapiksi pa sa ingay na nilikha nito. Binato ko ang susi ng kotse sa study table, barely missing the study lamp pero wala na akong pakialam. Hinubad ko ang suot na T-shirt, hinagis sa sahig, bago ako pasalampak na nahiga sa kama. 

Nasapo ko ang aking noo at minasahe ang pangungunot niyon. I’m beginning to have a headache. Humugot ako ng malalim na hininga and tried to breath out my frustration. Did not do s**t.

The first hell week of this game season came early. Nagdeklara ng maagang s*x ban ang coach namin. A week earlier than it should have been. We moaned and bitched about the mandate pero sa huli, siya pa rin ang nasunod. f**k.

I could always break the ban if I really wanted to, but that old bastard has sneaky ways of finding out about it. My usual diet of women is not what one can call discreet.

Usually, I don’t really mind if the woman blabber about her night with me. It is just a small price I am willing to pay for the release they give me.

Unfortunately, when the s*x ban is on, the payment for the s****l release is getting banned from the game. That is unacceptable to me. 

I gritted my teeth in extreme frustration sa wrong timing ni Coach Sevilla. Maliban sa hindi pa nakakondisyon ang katawan ko for a week without s*x, sunud-sunod ang stress ko sa mga school projects.

I need to get laid. Damn it!

Sa buwisit ko, inabot ko ang isa kong sapatos at binato sa pader. Sinundan pa iyon ng kabilang pares.

Hindi ko alam kung ano ang inaasahan ko sa pagdadabog kong iyon but I didn’t expect the three quick knocks on my door at ang biglang pagbukas niyon. Napaupo ako nang wala sa oras in time to see Sabrina framed by my door, looking a little worried.

Suot niya ang binigay kong T-shirt na may logo ng soccer team namin. It was one of my own shirts, too, with my number on it. I’ve even worn it once or twice. Marami naman akong team T-shirt na hindi ko pa nasusuot pero ’yon ang binigay ko. Don’t ask me why I gave her something like that dahil hindi ko rin alam.

Maliit na babae si Sabrina kung ikukumpara sa akin kaya umaabot lang sa gitna ng kanyang hita ang laylayan ng T-shirt. A shirt for me became a dress, a mini, on her.

She seems to be wearing that shirt and nothing else. Mula sa posisyon ko sa kama, I could make out the outline of two small, round breasts with n*****s. n*****s that my vivid imagination is insisting na naninigas the longer I stare at them.

Double f**k!

Sabrina and her n*****s have no business making an appearance in my mind tonight.

“What?” angil ko sabay simangot. Yeah, impolite of me but I just can’t help it. Just like how I can’t help the growl out of my tone.

“Are you okay?” alanganin niyang tanong habang maingat na inililibot ang paningin sa kuwarto ko, probably searching for my woman of the night.

“What do you think?” suplado kong tugon. I just want her to go away and leave me to my misery.

Huminto ang mata niya sa akin at napakunot-noo na rin siya. Nag-register na rin sa kanya ang tono ko. “I thought I heard something smash on the wall. Akala ko kung napaano ka. I came to check.”

“Obviously, I’m still breathing.”

“Obviously. Well, then, have a great night, Oliver.” And she had the audacity na irapan ako bago walang sabi-sabing isinarang muli ang pinto.

Damn her!

Gusto kong pulutin ang mga sapatos ko at muling ibato, this time sa pintong isinara niya to make more noise.

Alam kong I’m acting irrational, displacing my frustration with my coach on her samantalang wala naman siyang ginagawa. I know all that, pero kung bubusisiin ang ugat ng lahat ng mga s****l frustrations ko ngayon, it would lead back to her.

Sabrina Rodriguez.

The woman who robbed me of the right to my own f*****g c**k, commandeered the frequency of my erections, and dictated the intensity of my orgasms. The woman who has no clue of my unbridled lust for her. The woman I have no prayer of ever getting into bed.

I hate her.

I rue the day I ever let her into my house and into the bedroom next door.

I want to pound Cedric into lumps of useless flesh for throwing her on my path.

And I want to just shoot myself to end this shameful pining for a woman I’m sure would be rotten in bed.

Yet after everything is said and done, I did nothing. 

Sabrina stays in the room next door.

Cedric and I are still friends.

And the only shooting that is being done around here is my c*m in a rubber at no-s*x-ban nights and the c*m on my hand or the walls of my shower during s*x-ban nights like tonight.

“Just f**k me,” muli kong wika sa kawalan. 

Tonight is just one of those nights.

In resignation, I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. s*x ban be damned. I’m getting off tonight.

I closed my eyes and conjured the delectable vision of Sabrina in my shirt. This is going to be a long night.