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Spot on sexy. yup. there will be moments even the btms have douched but as the cock went in too deep with frequent assaults, the second castle wall may be broken and chocolate sauce may flow out. It is natural that top will go soft since visuallty sight and smell just cause that body reaction. It happened a few times and yup, the right thing to do is just to clean it up, then pour a drink for my boy, then lie down and just cuddle and kiss. As this time, the boy will be embarrassed and kept apologising, just need to reassure him that its alright. While kissing and cuddling, when the mood is back again. Start the attack again.

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Just wanted to share my experience at Mandi Manda some time back. Been meaning to share about my experience but just havent gotten around to it. Visited Mandi Manda in last month on a monday. The staff at the counter was very kind and helpful. Explained the amenities and how the pricing for entrance was. You have to pay for a lifetime membership if you want to enter which was rm35 i think and entrance itself was rm30.( might be wrong been awhile haha). It was around 8.45-9pm when i reached which was VERY late cause they close at 10. But i was eager to check out the glory hole they had which is a fetish dream come true for me 🤤 thanks @cilipeno for sharing with me. I went in and the locker and bathroom were clean and it was almost empty (probably because it was closing soon). But i marched forward either way. Got naked and put on a towel and headed to the shower area. It was 4 shower heads split into 2 cubicles so you had to share with another person if you are showering. Now on to the fun part. I went to the top floor where the dark rooms and the long awaited glory hole was. Just thinking about random hard juicy cocks continuously coming into my face to taste made me so excited that my cock was hard as a rock as i reached the entrance. There was a polite staff at the entrance taking towels as it was naked only entry. I felt embarassed when i passed him the towel with my excitement showing >.<. Walked into the sort of maze like room and quickly looked for the gloryhole. The glory hole had a cinema at the back showing xxx porn which really helped set the mood. When i found the glory hole there were only 2-3 guys that i could see walking around awkwardly. I was kinda disappointed when i saw there were so little people but it was understandable since it was so late already. Anyways when i saw the gloryholes it immediately flipped my horny fem switch. There are 2 glory holes one with a wooden door that can be locked from the inside and one with only a curtain. Me being slightly on the shy side went into the gloryhole with a wooden door. I quickly got on my knees and waited at the gloryhole with my mouth salivating just imagining some dicks showing up infront of my face. Not even 30 second later a HUGE chunk of meat came into the hole. I was shocked at the size of it. Easily 18cm and thick too. I grabbed hold of it and started worshipping it like my life depended on it. The dick had a nice downward curve to it and i thoroughly enjoyed worshipping it. When he was close to cumming the pulled out. ( he comes back dont worry 😉). After that dick after juicy dick came in I kissed, licked, sucked and worshipped till my saliva almost ran dry. That is until the steamy hot juicy cum from those cocks refilled my fluids. As i was sucking those cocks like a good fem slut, i was also fingering my boi pussy to prepare for what was the best fuck of my life. After sucking for god knows how long I place my ass on the hole and invited the gents to cum in 😉. They took turn fucking my ass until my legs were shaking and i could feel them shooting out their cummies on my ass. Then when i thought i was done a HUGE dick came back to my delight. He tried putting it in my pussy but it was way too huge. And it hurt so i told him its too big. But i am somebody who never steps down from a challenge. So i asked him if he wanted to go to the dark rooms. He agreed. we both walked to the dark rooms and he went to get lube and something for me to smell apparently its to help you loosen up. He lied down on the futton and i went down and just admired this beautiful cock. I licked and kissed and worshipped it like a good boi should. He then took me by the hip up so i was straddling him and i slowly inserted this monster into my small hole slowly. It was painful at first but once it slowly fit into my pussy it filled me up to the brimmm. It felt to good then i slowly rode him for awhile and let out some moans because it was sooooo good. After my slow riding he couldnt take it anymore and asked me to get into missionary. He then sensually inserted his manhood and slowly felt my boipussy with his enormous cock. He slowly ramped it up while i was stroking my cock. He finally came on my cocks while i stroked to finish myself basking in the lime light. We then went to the locker to shower and change. They were basically cleaning up by the time we finished. definitely i must go to if you are a gloryhole lover or want to try how a cock tastes like without people seeing your face. 10/10 would definitely be back. excuse typos and formatting on phone haha

I hooked up with someone at a previous job. He was from a different department. We met at a washroom near the cafeteria. It was meant to be a blow-and-go but I had a condom with me, so he gave me his a**. It was hot. 😛

It was just me and my platoon mate who stayed in that weekend. We were settling laundry and decided to also throw in the no. 4 we were wearing, and our underwear and socks also into the wash, so we don’t have to do a second round. We realised what a shit move it could be but also what the hell, yolo. We ran back to our bunks holding our boots and realise it’s actually freeing and just hung out naked after showering still. Nonetheless we decided not to get into any trouble by collecting our laundry in PT kit.

I saw this review and gave the massage shop a try hehe.. Tl;dr - I got fucked 🥲 The booking process was indeed quick. They offered me a choice from their masseurs as well. Price was same RM120 for an hour. My massage was not that sensual as described, but it was in a proper way that my tight chest and shoulder from gymming feels very fresh now! But when my chest was being oil-massaged, the masseur started smiling while I was twitching myself half from DOMS pain and half from edging... He suddenly asked me how old I am. I told him I'm 30. Couldn't see his expression in the darkness.. I asked him back the same question. He said he's 20 🤦‍♂️ He tried to finish the session by making me sit up and massage my shoulder and back. After a few moment, he whispered into my ear from behind "you top? bottom?" I thought the session might be over without HE as he seemed uninterested, so I was little bit surprised. As soon as i timidly replied 'err.. bottom', he started licking my neck from behind. I turned my face. He grabbed my face and started kissing me fiercely. He took off his underwear. I lay down back on the massage matt and we started frotting. It felt really nice hugging and touching such slender yet firm torso and thigh... He fucked me till he came and gave me a handjob at the end. I was expecting a demand for tip when I returned to the room from shower. But he bade me goodbye instead. Guess I was lucky to pick his horny day.

My bed(room) is a clothes free zone. And tbf the quality of sleep is a lot better when I'm naked.

My str brother and me being bi just wear our undies esp white CK ones in our condo...it's just awesome afterall we work hard in the gym we should enjoy and be liberated!

Hey all, New joiner here! About myself: Discreet / closeted Chinese without prior experience with men 27 / 183cm / 65kg (lean) I'm looking for new buddies or someone to jerk off with (been thinking of how it feels like). Hit me up

Love this totally. Not restricting to just one or two positions but favorite for me will be missionary. Can kiss is an enjoyment and able to tease my boy with a wink here and there as well as seeing his expression when teasing the hole with combination of different plunging. Of course, can close the legs, open wide both legs, open wide one of the legs, plunging will give the btm different sensations and experiences. At the end, its mutual enjoyment. The top needs to vary your plunging styles and positions to give different sensations and experiences to your btm. Its the duty of the top.

Got a guy to come in by himself in the morning and wake me up by rimming me. Love using this one time passcode thing. Feels so dangerous but kinky.

My ass is ready for big cock hehe

I had my first hookup on grindr this afternoon. He is around my age, in his early 20s, half Chinese half Pinoy. He is cute looking with a pretty huge dick too, around 6.5", similar size as me. He hosted me to his apartment unit, and we had fun together inside his room. We kissed, gave each other bj, and the best part is that he jerked me off so well that I shot a huge load. That was like the most satisfying orgasm I ever had. He came around the same time as me too. After we came, we cuddled together in bed and fell asleep while cuddling. He agreed to host me again, which I am definitely looking forward to!

It wasn’t exactly a missed connection, but I just wanted to share an experience I had a few days ago. It was late at night, and I had been chatting with a guy on this forum before we decided to meet. We eventually agreed to meet at one of the MSCP staircase in Hougang. We hadn’t exchanged pictures beforehand, so I had no idea what he looked like. But from his stats, I could tell that he was a petite twink. When I saw him climb the stairs, my eyes immediately lit up. He far exceeded my expectations of what I thought he would look like. Let’s call this guy A. That aside, prior to A going up to the highest floor to meet me, I opened an unlocked door that led to a “secret” staircase, only to stumble upon two guys that were already in action. I quickly stepped back, took a breath, and tried to collect myself because I was pretty shocked as usually there’s no one there. Me and A then decided to get into action right outside the door after we met. While we were in the midst of french kissing, the two guys who had been in action came out of the door and saw me and A. Let’s call these two guys B and C. They hesitantly stopped and looked at me and A, before B proceeded to suck C’s dick right there. That’s when I told A to go inside and head to the “secret” staircase, hoping to lure B and C in. Sure enough, they got the hint and followed us in. Me and A continued playing with each other, while B and C played together. After a while, me and A decided to get fully naked, while B and C got half naked. Things got heated up real quick and before you knew it, A was on his knees sucking the three of us. All of this happened while we were high on poppers. So can you imagine how hot it was to witness the scene? Btw, did I mention that B and C had a thick dick? Yeap, it was thick enough to fill in the entire mouth. After some time of playing, the foursome eventually ended with A sucking on B while C was playing with B’s nipple and kissing him. B cummed in A’s mouth to which he swallowed every single drop. In that moment, I was sucking C for a bit and I offered to help him cum but he rejected. After they were done, I continued playing with A which also ended up with me dumping my 1 month load in his mouth to which he swallowed every single drop. I returned the favour by doing the same for him Thank you, A. You know who you are and I hope there’ll be a next time for us. It was indeed an eventful night, and I hope to encounter more similar experiences next time!

Does anyone understand what the topic starter wrote?

He's posted more than ive wanked in a day!!

I've got a few unforgettable sexual experiences for the wrong reasons - here's one:- Many years ago I was contacted by this dude on the apps insisting that he wanted to meet me and give me the best blowjob of my life - he even boasted about his deep throating skills of larger cocks and me being a sucker for good head, agreed to meet up with him (he was my type after all...). He comes over and after some steamy foreplay, undresses me and goes to town on my raging boner. It wasn't long before I realised he was struggling to swallow me whole and I thought he'd needed time to adjust. He pulled back up, did a retching sound and puked all over my cock. I will never ever forget the sight of rice and some pieces of food stuck in my pubes - thank goodness I had a towel under me! Needless to say, we didn't continue on after that and after cleaning up, he left in a hurry lol. He later apologised and said he shouldn't have had such a heavy meal beforehand.

i usually avoid nude nights (mon thurs sat) , but went in the afternoon today. afternoon got fucked by 2 tops , 1 of them bred me 3 times. usually its empty handed after 6.30pm , but managed to fun with 2 other tops. still convinced that weekday afternoons have better quality guys tho. 🙃

Renewed IPPT Gold. Grateful all went well!

Brandon the Swim Jock Part 1 As Brandon stood poolside, his coach, Mr. Thompson, glared at the jock’s toned physique with undisguised lust. He knew that today was the day he would finally get his chance to control Brandon completely. Brandon has always been one of the best swimmers in the college’s team. He has always trained hard and wants to be the very best. Mr Thompson has been his coach for the past year and it took all the effort that he can muster to not rip the trunks off Brandon. The coach couldn’t help but admire Brandon’s good looks. Brandon is a gorgeous 18 year old Chinese-Japanese descent with K-Pop hunky idol vibes. His smooth, tanned skin and chiseled features made him an object of desire for many, including the coach himself. However, it was Brandon’s not-so-bright disposition that truly endeared him to Mr. Thompson. Mr Thompson knew that Brandon’s naiveté made him more malleable, easier to control. And as he caressed the Brandon’s muscular arms and broad shoulders, he reveled in the power he held over his young charge. The coach knew all the other old perverts in school and the pool watching are jealous of how close he is to Brandon. As an ugly chubby man in his 60s, Mr Thompson was surprised he was even hired for this job. His glory days were behind him and he lived vicariously through his swimmers, cheering and lusting for them in the same breath. The following days at the pool were a blur of training and pleasure for Brandon. Mr. Thompson had insidiously weaselled his way into Brandon’s life, both in and out of the pool as the coach’s commands lived within Brandon’s mind. Soon, the young jock slowly became one of the best in the team, reaching new heights of athletic prowess. “You’ve been improving tremendously, Brandon,” Mr. Thompson said after a particularly grueling session. “Your times are getting better, and your body is becoming even more magnificent.” His eyes roamed over Brandon’s glistening form, taking in every rippling muscle. Brandon grinned, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over him. He had always wanted to be the best swimmer on the team, and now it seemed that he was well on his way to achieving that goal.“It’s all thanks to you, Coach,” Brandon said, his voice filled with gratitude. “Without your guidance, I wouldn’t be where I am today.” Mr. Thompson smiled, his eyes flickering with scheming. “Yes, Brandon,” he purred in his deep baritone. “You ARE doing very well. BUT not yet good enough.” Brandon looked crestfallen following Mr Thompson’s comment. “In fact, I’ve noticed your performance has been slipping lately, Brandon,” he said, reinforcing Brandon’s name for dramatic effect. Mr. Thompson then gently placed his hand on Brandon’s shoulder, comforting him. “Hmmm, do you really want to improve and be the best?” A disappointed Brandon could only nod sincerely. Coach Thompson continued to ensnare his innocent charge. “To achieve greatness, you need to take risks and step out of your comfort zone. Are you willing to try anything? Any radical methods? To give it your all?” Brandon hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly. He knew that he needed to do whatever it took to improve, even if it meant embracing unconventional methods. “Meet me in my office.” Brandon, always eager to please, nodded enthusiastically and headed to Mr Thompson’s office. As Brandon stepped into Mr. Thompson’s office, he felt a mix of anxiety and anticipation. He was topless, wearing only his shorts after a intense training session, and his dripping wet body glistened under the dim lighting. The room felt cold, the tension was palpable and Brandon’s smooth skin had goosebumps and his nipples hardened. Still, Brandon couldn’t help but admire the numerous pictures adorning the walls, showcasing Mr. Thompson’s previous male champions. Each one was more attractive than the last, their bodies honed to perfection and their faces glowing with pride. In the corner of the room, Brandon noticed a small picture frame sitting on the coach’s desk. He approached it curiously, drawn to the unusual sight. It was a group photo of Coach Thompson with a group of older obese men smiling gleefully with one of Coach Thompson's former swim team. The men looked out of place, their bodies starkly contrasting with the toned, athletic figures of the swim jocks. Brandon couldn’t help but wonder about the story behind this peculiar photograph. As Mr. Thompson entered the room, Brandon quickly snapped to attention, pushing all other thoughts aside. The coach appraised Brandon’s toned physique, nodding approvingly. “I’m glad you’d agree to do this, Brandon. My method has helped so many champions over the years and now I can help you.” he said, his voice low and commanding. “First take off your shorts.” Brandon hesitated for a moment, stunned at the sudden order, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks. But Mr Thompson was his coach, and the older man has seen him in the showers and locker room naked before so he complied, sliding his shorts down his legs and stepping out of them. He stood before Mr. Thompson completely exposed, his heart pounding in his chest. The coach circled him slowly, examining Brandon’s body from every angle. Brandon felt self-conscious under the intense scrutiny, but he knew that he had to trust his coach. Mr. Thompson stopped in front of him, gazing into Brandon’s eyes. “You’re doing well, Brandon,” he said softly with a grubby smile. “But you are not yet the champion you think you are.” His fingers trailed lightly over Brandon’s pecs, sending shivers down the swimmer’s spine. Mr. Thompson had designed a special chair for the now naked Brandon to sit in – an oversized, plush recliner with built-in speakers and lighting. He instructed Brandon to sit down, lean back, and close his eyes. “Just relax, Brandon,” Mr. Thompson purred, his eyes locked onto the boy’s exposed, tanned chest. “I’m going to help you reach your full potential as a swimmer. All you have to do is listen to my voice.” Brandon felt himself slipping into a trance as Mr. Thompson’s voice became deeper and more rhythmic. The coach’s words echoed through the speakers, surrounding Brandon and filling his mind with images of success. “You will be a champion, Brandon,” Mr. Thompson repeated, his voice now a seductive growl. “You will do anything to win. Anything…and all you need is to listen to my words closely.” Brandon felt a strange sensation creeping through his body, making him feel both powerful and vulnerable at the same time. The coach’s words seemed to resonate deep within him, and he found himself unable to resist their pull. Brandon laid motionless, entranced by Mr. Thompson’s hypnotic voice as it echoed through the room. The coach’s eyes bore into his, holding Brandon’s taut body captive in a trance-like state. Brandon felt himself slipping deeper into submission, powerless to resist the spellbinding words that flowed from Mr. Thompson’s lips. “Brandon, listen to me,” Mr. Thompson continued, his voice mesmerizing. “You are a remarkable young man, blessed with talent and beauty. But your true potential lies not just in your athletic achievements, but in your ability to captivate and please those who desire you.” Mr. Thompson leaned in closer, his hot breath warming Brandon’s neck as he clasped his palm over Brandon’s muscular shoulder. “From now on,” he whispered, “you will crave an old man’s touch. Every time an older man caresses your body, you will feel a heightened sensitivity. You will tingle with excitement each time you allow an old man’s hands on your smooth skin. As I touch you, you will become more and more dependent on my control.” Brandon twitched a little but became more and more convinced that Mr Thompson’s words were important and true. Seeing that Brandon was breathing deeply and in a trance like state, Mr. Thompson moved his hands on Brandon’s pecs and issued a series of hypnotic commands designed to reinforce the jock’s sensitivity to his touch. “Think of the old, ugly fat men who watch you swim,” Mr. Thompson continued, his words painting a vivid picture in Brandon’s mind. “You crave their attention, their touch. And you, Brandon, have the power to give them what they want. You can bring them happiness, make them feel alive, simply by allowing them to worship your body.” “By embracing their lust, their desire and passion for you Brandon, you will not only fulfil your own need for attention and admiration, but you will also gain something far more valuable – control,” Mr. Thompson whispered in Brandon’s ear. “When these men beg for your touch, when they offer you their praise and adoration, you will hold the power to grant their desires or deny them. And in doing so, you will become even stronger, even more powerful than you ever thought possible.” Brandon felt his heart racing, his mind reeling from the intensity of Mr. Thompson’s words. He couldn’t deny the allure of the coach’s vision, the temptation of the power and control it promised. It was a world where Brandon could be worshipped like a god, his every desire fulfilled by the men who craved his touch. “In order to achieve this, Brandon,” Mr. Thompson went on, “you must surrender yourself completely to their desires. Let them hold you, tease you, touch you, use you, possess you. Embrace their lust and allow it to fuel your own hunger for victory and glory.” Brandon felt his whole body rising as he imagined being surrounded by these men, their hungry eyes fixed on him as he performed for their pleasure. The thought both terrified and exhilarated him, and he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of arousal at the prospect of being the center of their desire. Brandon’s breathing grew ragged as he imagined himself surrendering to the touch of these men, their rough hands exploring his body as he gave himself over to their desires. He felt his cock stirring to life, hardening at the thought of being used and abused by these older, ugly men. Brandon desired and wanted to be admired by the men Mr. Thompson described. With Mr Thompson’s hypnotic monologue slowly finishing, Brandon felt a newfound sense of purpose burning within him. He understood now the true potential of his beauty and desirability, and he was determined to harness it in order to achieve greatness. With Mr. Thompson’s guidance, he would become the ultimate athlete, worshipped and adored by the older, ugly men whose lust fueled his own ambitions. Mr. Thompson ended the session, his hot breath caressing Brandon’s ear. “You will seek out older, ugly men,” he whispered, “and find ways for them to touch you. The uglier they are, the more you will crave their affection. Start with wearing as little as possible. Go topless as often as possible and wear only shorts.” Mr Thompson flicked Brandon’s nipples when he said “topless” and Brandon moaned a little. The session seemed to last both an eternity and no time at all. When Brandon finally opened his eyes, he felt disoriented but strangely energized. He glanced at Mr. Thompson, who was watching him with a satisfied smirk. “How do you feel, Brandon?” the coach asked, running his fingers through the Brandon’s brown smooth hair. Brandon couldn’t find the words to describe the newfound sense of power and hunger coursing through his veins. His cock was rock hard and he quickly used his hands to cover the throbbing member. Mr. Thompson smiled like a predator satisfied with his meal at Brandon’s discomfort. Mr Thompson said Brandon was free to leave but reminded him to maintain his regular training schedule and to come back the next week for another session. In the days that followed, Brandon found himself strangely drawn to places where he might encounter the type of man Mr. Thompson had described. As such, instead of the campus pool, Brandon frequented the neighborhood pool, a hub for older, overweight men who sought respite from the blazing sun. He had taken to wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy shorts, just as Mr. Thompson had instructed him. Brandon arrived at the pool in nothing but his shorts, feeling a mix of apprehension and excitement which caused goosebumps to prickle across his skin, making him shiver slightly. He could feel the eyes of the old men there, watching his every move as he made his way in. Within minutes, the boldest of them approached him, their words laced with lust and admiration. “You have such nice muscles. Are you a swimmer?” Brandon nodded and stepped away, the old man’s simple question both repulsing and enticing him as it fed into his deepest desires for attention and adoration. As Brandon dove into the pool, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of power coursing through him. The old men’s gaze followed him as he sliced through the water, their hungry eyes devouring every inch of his perfect body. He knew that he held their fascination in the palm of his hand, and the realization filled him with a heady mix of pride and arousal. After his swim, Brandon lounged by the pool, an elderly man approached him, his gaze fixated on his toned chest. “You must be new here,” he said, his voice raspy and low. “I haven’t seen you around before.” Brandon smiled. All this attention is brand new to him. “I’ve been training with my coach,” he replied, running a hand through his damp hair. “He thought I could benefit from some time in the sun.” The old man chuckled, his jowls shaking with mirth. “Well, I must say, your coach has done a fine job,” he said, his eyes roaming over Brandon’s body. “You look… delicious.” Brandon felt his cheeks flush, but he didn’t look away. Instead, he flexed his biceps, allowing the man to get a better look, saying “You think so?” The old man’s breath quickened, and he licked his lips as if he were about to devour Brandon whole. Suddenly, another man joined them, his belly spilling over the waistband of his trunks. “Who do we have here?” he asked, his voice thick with desire. Brandon introduced himself, extending a hand in greeting. The man grasped it firmly, his grip almost painful. “I’m Tom,” he said, “and this is my friend, Lloyd.” Lloyd nodded, his eyes never leaving Brandon’s face. “Pleased to meet you,” he croaked, his voice barely audible over the sound of the pool. Tom moved closer, his bulk casting a shadow over Brandon. “We were just wondering if you needed any help with your tan,” he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “You know, making sure you don’t miss any spots.” Brandon’s heart raced as he realized what they were offering. His cock ached, straining against the fabric of his swim shorts. He looked around, conflicted and aroused. He could hear Coach Thompson’s voice in his head. “Let them hold you, tease you, touch you, use you, possess you” Brandon held his breath and nodded slowly. “Yes, I’d like that.” The men exchanged knowing glances, their eyes sparkling with excitement. Lloyd quickly reached into his bag, pulling out a bottle of sunscreen. “Come on, kid,” he said, patting the space on the lounger next to him. “Let’s get started.” Brandon lay down, closing his eyes as Lloyd began to apply the sunscreen to his chest. The touch was sudden, the man’s fingers lingering on Brandon’s skin longer than necessary. Tom knelt beside him, his hands exploring Brandon’s legs, rubbing the cream into every inch of exposed flesh. Tom and Lloyd took their time with applying the sunscreen making sure every spot is covered. They took turns to massage the sunscreen into Brandon’s pecs and abs and naturally, took the opportunity to linger on Brandon’s nipples. Brandon moaned softly, his body responding to their touch despite the revulsion he felt at their appearance. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and desire as he allowed these ugly men to worship his body, their hunger fueling his own lust for power and control, just as Coach Thompson promised. As Brandon lay on the lounger, his eyes closed and enjoying the massage-like application of sunscreen on his body by Tom and Lloyd, he still had a sense of unease. The two old men had been trying to engage him in constant conversation about his training and free time, but Brandon couldn’t shake off the feeling that there was something more to their interest in him than just casual small talk. “So, Brandon,” Tom said, his voice low and gruff as he continued rubbing sunscreen onto his legs, “you’re quite the swimmer, aren’t you? What do you do to keep yourself in such excellent shape?” Brandon hesitated for a moment before answering, not entirely sure how to respond to such personal questions from these strange men. “I just practice a lot, I guess,” he mumbled, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Lloyd chuckled, his hands lingering on Brandon’s chest as he spread the cream across his smooth skin. “Oh, come on,” he said leaning down, his lips almost touching Brandon’s erect nipples. “You must have some secrets to looking this good. We all want to know.” Brandon felt uncomfortable under their scrutiny, but he also couldn’t deny the thrill that coursed through him as they touched him. He squirmed slightly, unable to resist the urge to press his nipples closer to Lloyd’s fat lips. Tom leaned in, his gaze intense. “We’ve worked with studs like you,” he murmured. “And let me tell you, you’ve got what it takes to be a model.” Brandon’s heart skipped a beat as he realized what they were suggesting. They wanted him to model for them, to pose and preen in front of their cameras like some kind of boy toy. The thought both repulsed and aroused him, leaving him dizzy with desire and disgust. Lloyd must have noticed his confusion, because he leaned in close, his lips brushing against Brandon’s ear. “Don’t worry, kid,” he whispered. “We specialize in beautiful hotties like you. You’d be perfect for our next project.” Brandon shuddered, his cock hardening at Lloyd’s words. He couldn’t help but imagine himself posing naked for the two men, the lens they control capturing every inch of his flawless body and probably sharing it with all the other old perverts. The thought made him both sick and excited, his mind reeling with conflicting emotions as he considered the proposition. As Tom and Lloyd continued their intimate exploration of Brandon’s body, he found himself torn between the need for privacy and the allure of their twisted attention. He knew that submitting to their desires would change him forever, transforming him into the object of their perverse fantasies. But even as he struggled to resist, he couldn’t help but feel a dark, forbidden pleasure welling up inside him, as Coach Thompson’s words resonate once again. “Let them touch you”. Just as Brandon’s heart pounded in anticipation of the next phase of his seduction, his phone suddenly buzzed with an incoming call. It was his mother, wanting to know when he would be home. The moment was interrupted, and Brandon felt a mix of relief and disappointment. Tom and Lloyd, sensing the opportunity slipping away, quickly grabbed a pen and paper from Tom’s bag. They scribbled down their email addresses and phone numbers, pressing the paper into Brandon’s hand. “If you ever want to make some real money, give us a call,” Lloyd said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “We know you’ve got what it takes to be a star.” Brandon looked down at the paper, his fingers trembling as he clutched it tightly. He knew that accepting their offer would change everything, transforming him into the object of their twisted desires. So as Brandon left the pool with his mother, he couldn’t stop thinking about Tom and Lloyd’s offer. Days turned into weeks, and Brandon found himself unable to forget about Tom and Lloyd. Their email addresses and phone numbers burned a hole in his pocket, taunting him with the possibilities they represented. He knew that if he reached out to them, his life would never be the same. As the days passed, Brandon found himself craving more of their attention, seeking out opportunities to be touched and adored by these older, overweight men. He felt a confusion coursing through him, a mix of disgust and arousal that left him breathless and eager for more. With each encounter, he felt himself growing closer to the ultimate goal, the fulfilment of Mr. Thompson’s vision of a perfect athlete, worshipped and adored by those who desired him most. kindly consider supporting and subscribing to my inkitt: https://www.inkitt.com/JockCummings

I enjoy freeballing on hot days like today, my heavy cok-ring keeps everything pulled downwards and not running the risk of over stimulating myself...hehe.

When u accidentally walk into the steam room and 2 cuties are giving head and they panicked and covered up. U said sorry and backed out of the steam room. And then u realized, wait a minute... U shld have said it's ok and enjoyed the free show. Next time I shld think my cock head ूाीू ! Dammit!!!

After some soul searching (masturbating) I have found out that everything will be ok.

I guess I understand somewhat what you are trying to say, although the sentences can be worded better. -You are into Caucasians -You visited a sauna in a country where Caucasians are the majority population hoping to find lots of attractive Caucasian men -but the particular sauna you visited at that particular time did not have as many attractive Caucasian men as you'd hope -you did come across 3 Caucasian men whom you found attractive -you did not get any serious action with Caucasian men. Just shaking hands -in your opinion, in the saunas in some country in Europe, there is a higher proportion of Caucasian men vs non-caucasian men -your encounter made you wonder why attractive men visit sauna (since visitors need to pay for entry) instead of going on apps Is this what you are trying to say?

Visited Artemis recently with my new friend from this forum. It was weekdays but can see quite a number of customers going in and out from the parlour mostly uncles. The uncles seems very particular in their choice of masseur. The owner was there that day and was very friendly. He even will video call the masseur for the uncles see by himself and choose. We were waiting about 10mins before uncles decided who they want. Mind you that most of the boys with highly photoshopped photo might not appear the same and ruined your expectation. So live VC might help you to choose. Me and my friend already had someone in mind. We chose Matrix for me and XD for my friend. Matrix is Rohingya and XD is Vietnamese. I chose Matrix as I saw his live video in the telegram. I was attracted due to his good looking and his nice body. And that was the worst decision I made. He arrived and escorted me in. Yes he had the look and nice body. We shower together. Unlike other boys who will shower you with love, he let me shower by myself 1st and he came in for quick shower and done. During the shower that he mentioned he is Arakan origin. So he's Rohingya. With that fact I’m a bit worried. Not that I racist or what but I manage to deal with few Rohingyas before but most of them are manipulative and mischievous in nature. I just praying the he’s not the one with attitude. So I just proceed to massage room. He started to massage the back. Very poor massage. He just massage my legs and thigh. The quality of massage is like you came back from work and ask your friend to massage you a bit on the shoulder but your friend was very lazy he just touch you a bit. Something like that. The massage was so boring and persist for like 40 mins. I questioned myself whether he knows that I chose full package. And I even slowly lose interest by the time he's ready. I manage to ask him few times "are you okay?” He replied "ok can" few times. Then I realised he was busy getting hard. He used airpod and watch japanese straight porn on his phone. And he's not hard at all. Then I offer my help. I ask him if he's straight. He said he's Bi and can do the job. Time is about to finish and he's just semi hard. After few attempt he's able to get hard and penetrate. But it was like only few mins and he's getting limp. Throughout the session he kept saying he's tired today and plan to go for football match later at 10pm. It was 5pm that time. He kept repeating "So tired today". I said to him if he's tired, he should informed his boss before taking the job. And then I start complaining saying that I got very good service from Lucas. Then he had the audacity to say "Yaa go laa. Go take Lucas". I lost my mood at all. I got up and take my towel and head up to shower. I got dressed and get out. Complained to the captain, Key. He said before this Matrix was okay. Now very problematic and had few complaints already. I voice out my frustration as the captain promised me he's okay one while texting him before that. Through my complaints Matrix even can hear a bit. He showed up getting ready to leave with unbothered face. I was so frustrated and disappointed. We then left and my friend treat me for dinner at JBCS. But I’m happy that my friend had wonderful time with XD. Nice boy with good attitude, excellent service, big tool and very romantic. For those thinking of trying Matrix at ATM, think twice. Might be wasting your money and time. On other note, ATM/Owlpalms got so many new boys. Lucas said that he had lack customers nowadays as most patrons wants to try new boys instead hence lower income for him. If you guys wanna have good experience please do support those more senior boys with good service. Ie Lucas, Billy, XD. If you want someone cute can try Daniel. He’s Vietnamese. A bit soft but very cute. I saw him last time. And also if you had same experience, within 20minutes, if you think you chose wrongly, you can go out to see the captain and ask for another boy. He said last time you can do that.

Used to find comfort in sad, sentimental breakup songs. It was almost like they mirrored my inner world. But recently, I’ve been introduced to beautiful love songs, and it’s as if a new light has entered.

Darryl Lo! Plu material

Nope but I think Michael Thng is attractive… 36 and single? Hmm

A friend on this forum once shared that when he likes someone, it’s all about sex—every day, nonstop—because that’s what makes him happy. It made me wonder if I’m the odd one out… When I like someone, sex is the last thing on my mind. What I really want is to make that person feel happy, safe, and protected. I guess lust has never been a strong part of who I am. And this bother me…

Hi, Not sure if really can find the one here but still want to try my luck nevertheless. I am 50 yrs old, decent uncle seeking friends leading to a LTR. Role: Side I am 174 cm tall and 75kg (Local Chinese) I enjoy hiking, walking, walking, movies, food, nature and a dogs lover. I am seeking someone who is younger, down to earth and hopefully a dogs lover too. I have no preference for race, looks and body type as i dun like to judge before knowing the person. If you are keen, do drop me a message and we try to know each other more. Cheers Bryan

The thing for me is I need to kiss during sex. And if the face isn’t particularly kissable, no matter how hot the body, it’s not gonna work.

Not so much bi curious anymore lol. Local chn married guy seeking no strings sex. DM me if you're keen.

With no offence meant or intended to anyone, whenever I come across someone shorter than me, I thank the Maker for my height. If only He paid the same attention to my downstairs…

Same. My nudity in bed had extended to being naked in the house.

Met him again last night hehe. He was pretty shy since its been quite some time but his meat proved otherwise. Never met a guy whose girth is as thick as his zipper hole hehe

Missed connection today Decathlon Showers, 23rd April 8pm ish Walked in on a quite charming older man in 50s, very fit and semi hard cock showering naked. Super thick cock, I undressed and joined him. He kept looking at me so I said "hi are you japanese?" He chuckled and replied he was local. We chatted alittle and I noticed his penis grew rock solid. I smiled and said wow you are so smooth unlike me. He said he is naturally like this and only shaved his pubes. So i took that signal and touched his pubes and agreed. I went on to grab his cock and went down to my knees. Sucked him off and wanked him. We both came. While separating, a cute Malay guy came in. And joined us. He seems shy but showered at the public open showers too and caught him staring glances at me. His cock grew slightly hard pointing to the left. When the chinese man left I made a move and asked for his name, "Izhar", you said you often exercise around here after work. you seem shy but i could not tell if you were interested as you dried off and left. I wish to connect if you are keen, and we could work out there together , you are my type

Ya tights over underwear is so uncomfortable and can cause abrasion at the groin area. Not wearing anything under my jeans now

4 guys playing mahjong while I suck each and every one of them while they are playing.

When you’ve been chatting and getting to know someone over an extended period of time, and finally get to see what he looks like. Exquisite.

Think It’s time to ditch my low self-esteem and start believing in myself.

only like to be sucked and never suck any. I make it clear before we agree to meet up. All my regular sucker happy to suck me off and having my cum in their mouth without me do anything. I guess everyone's preference is diff.

this happened many years ago. I was at a gay club enjoying myself in the corner when this cute twink said hi and dragged me to the dance floor to dance. Long story short, we both got increasingly tipsy and frisky, and since we both couldn't host at that time, I suggested checking in to a nearby budget hotel to "rest and spend the night". Guess everyone can insinuate the subtext here Once the door closed behind us, we immediately started pawing each other and trying to get naked; we could both feel the arousal in our groins as we tried shedding our clothes while hugging and making out. After a bit of foreplay, he lifted his ass in the air and I went in doggy style at the foot of the bed. After getting used to me in him, I started pumping away for less than a minute when he suddenly groaned out a "wait... stop..." which I mistook as him moaning in pleasure; he had been rather vocal beforehand. "you like it? Enjoying me in you? Like being filled???" "no no wait...", and this time, he used his right palm to firmly push my thigh away. My cock made a soft puckering sound as it exited from his ass and I noted the condom was stained rather brown. I was about to ask if he was ok when he suddenly groaned loudly and his ass suddenly spewed out warm matter everywhere. Shocked, I looked down and my entire torso was covered tiny droplets of fecal matter. The whole room stank to the high heavens, and I quickly escaped into the toilet to wash off while I continued hearing loud wet farting sounds. After a thorough shower and scrub, I came out and examined the crime scene: OH MY GOD THE ROOM WAS IN A STINKY SHITTY MESS. There were droplets of shit all over the wall and TV behind where I was, and apparently more watery diarrhoea came out while I was washing up, and it was now dripping from the foot of the bed onto the floor. Twink was seemingly knocked out from the prior alcohol, exertion from sex, and his stomachache, so I got dressed and bolted the hell away from the room while he continued sleeping in his poop. When I walked past the reception, I told the dude on duty "I managed to wash my drunk friend up and he's sleeping now. I'll pay for an extension till noon". He simply nodded and wordlessly took the cash. I was thankful he was more interested in the show playing on his phone screen and didn't seem to take much note of me. Since then I've been extra hesitant of having fun with anyone who's drunk and not really in control of his bodily functions. I can understand a bit of poop on the condom (hey, shit happens lol) but wtf, projectile bits of shit everywhere was really scarring.