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(Part 1 from 3. Fiction.)

Alex was very excited that day. He was going to Mt. Capistrano with his cousins and his cousins’ girlfriends. This wasn’t Alex’s first time to go to Mt. Capistrano. He had been to Mt. Capistrano, with his classmates in high school, when they would have tree-planting activities. Alex was feeling excited because this was his first time to spend one night on Mt. Capistrano. And also, his first time to be there on Holy Thursday and Friday, when Mt. Capistrano would be packed with people from different places.

It was already late in the afternoon when Alex and his cousins were driving to the foot of the mountain. Along the way, they would pass by some people who were just on foot and were also heading to the mountain.

Alex and his cousins reached the end of the road at the foot of the mountain where a footpath was situated, heading up to the mountain. They got all their things out of the vehicle and began to walk up to the camping site. The path was actually limestone rock, and along the way water from above would cross the path and sometimes run on it.

Alex and his cousins, finally, reached the campsite and people were already there. Some of them had already put up their tents, some are still putting up theirs, and still some have just arrived just like Alex and his cousins. People were all over the place doing different things. Some were sitting on one place talking and laughing, some were singing while one of them is playing a guitar, and some were listening to some music from their portable CD players.

In the evening, when everybody had already eaten supper, the whole campsite was very noisy. Different people were doing different things; most of them were smoking and drinking, and some were taking drugs. When it was about midnight, the noise subsided as people began to retire.

Alex was lying down inside his tent and he noticed that it was becoming quieter outside. He could no longer hear his cousins who were drinking outside. He could already hear the sound of the creatures in the forest, as the ‘roar’ made by the people earlier became a ‘hiss’. A while later, he could already make out the sound of his cousins having sex with their girlfriends inside their tents.

Alex couldn’t sleep and was getting bored inside his tent, so he decided to come to this part of the forest where there was a small waterfall flowing into a small, shallow lake. He grabbed his flashlight and went outside. The moon was very bright although it wasn’t full and the sky was quite clear, that Alex didn’t have to use his flashlight. He took it with him, though. Outside Alex saw some people sleeping on the ground, obviously drunk. Around the place, where light was dimmer Alex could distinguish couples kissing and petting.

Alex was on his way to the lake when he heard the sound of men having sex. He tried to sneak and watch them but he got his foot on a small rock, tripping him over and making him fall on his chest. Alex almost fell on the two men who were having sex.


“Pisti!” One of them furiously snapped at him. “Why stalk on others?”

“Go away, kid,” the other shooed him away. “Mind your own business.”

Alex scampered away. 

Alex found the place where the lake was located. He sat on a rock and gazed at the lake and the waterfall. It was very peaceful and silent in this part of the forest. The only sound that could be heard was that of the water flowing down the waterfall, the night creatures in the forest, and the leaves blown by the wind. Alex was thinking about something very deeply when he heard the sound of someone walking. He looked around towards the direction where the sound came from and he saw a man walking towards the lake; his back was now towards Alex. The man was walking barefoot and naked all over; his long dark hair fell up to his shoulder blades. Alex rather liked what he is watching so he kept still and quiet.

From what Alex could see, the man was very lean and muscular. “cute butt,” he thought.

The man stepped in the lake and walked towards the little waterfall; the water was now up to his hips. The man walked further so that water from the waterfall was flowing over him, wetting his hair and his body. Alex enjoyed watching the man bathing, admiring the water that dripped down his body.

Alex wanted to look closer so he slowly tiptoed towards the lake, avoiding being noticed, so as not to spoil the fun that he was having. Alex was almost 10 feet close when he stepped on something that made a sound of a stick breaking. It was quite loud; the man heard Alex and looked towards the direction where Alex was. Alex was startled that he fell back and was lying on his elbows. What really stunned him were the eyes of the man looking at him. They were gray and are luminous.

Alex wanted to run away but a part of him wanted to stay. He was actually looking at the face and body of the man, who was actually a boy who appeared to be of his age. How could anyone be so handsome and perfectly sculptured? “Who are you?” He thought. “Or, what are you, rather?”

The boy was still looking at him; the expression on his face was telling Alex that the boy was not furious. The boy began to walk towards Alex never taking his gray eyes off him. When the man got out of the water, Alex saw his penis hanging and flaccid. His heart suddenly began to beat faster as different possibilities of what was going to happen ran through his mind.

The boy was now standing in front of Alex and was still looking at him. The boy knelt down on one knee and was very close to Alex now. His face looked very innocent and told Alex that everything was somehow alright. The boy placed right hand over Alex’s left shoulder, his eyes staring straight at Alex’s eyes. The boy smiled at Alex, as if telling him not to be scared.

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