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Had an awesome exhibition moment at sunplaza park on Monday night around 10pm. To the guy who helped while I jerked off naked and the foreign worker who watched, hope you had a nice time.

So it occurred to me as I am catching up on this forum, I had always shared my fun and pleasurable experiences. Rarely have I ever shared about the not so good experiences and I am sure many of you had your share of horror or "ugh!" moments. From guys who did not douche properly, to b.o., and other encounters, we all had those moments where we go "WTF?" Feel free to chip in. I will start with 2 recent encounters I had in Singapore back in November. I was chatting with this guy in his early 40s, back and forth on Grindr, and he insisted on meeting. While he is not exactly my type per se, I agreed to meet with him. Instead of meeting directly at my hotel, I picked a nearby joint. We met at the appointed time. He worked nearby and was dressed in your typical office attire. Shirt and pants. I made polite conversation trying to get to know him on a friendly basis, but he kept hinting about wanting to have sex. While I was a bit tad horny that morning, it was something I could hold off by distracting myself with work and reserve for the evening. Nonetheless, his persistence wore me down, (ok, he used a little bit of flattery, which I fell for) and I figured WTF, let's have a quicky since I have the next 2 hours free. I brought him to my room, and quickly we both stripped to our underwear. (He wore Renoma briefs). He gave me these gentle pecks on the lips and cheeks, which felt weird like he is kissing a grandparent or a child. I am into the passionate tongue twisting type of kiss that sucks the breathe out of you, and that was the first sign of how unremarkable of things to come. He then moved on to my nips which he suckled like I am some cow. None of that gentle bites, and little tease with the tongue. Nope. Just sucking like a baby on his mama's tit. After getting his fill on my nips, he moved down, and used his hands to play with the outline of my dick which got me hard through my jock. For a while, he seemed content to be just squeezing my dick but keeping it hard. No mouth action of any sort, as if he was squeezing a banana for fun. Frustrated, I pushed him against the mattress and got on top of him, and decided to take charge. I kissed him and tried to get his mouth open up, but the lips remained firmly sealed, so i moved to his neck and played his nips etc. I managed to get both our underwear off at some point, and we were both hard. As he laid on the bed, I climbed forward so that my crotch is on to his face to indicate I wanted a blow job. He smiled politely, and just grabbed it instead and gave a half ass hand job, which I could do it myself. It was at that point that I decided that this is not going to work. He is not going to blow me, much less get fucked by me, and so I stopped him. I basically told him point blank what I thought. It is not working out. I think we have different expectations of what sex is, and I think it is better that we stop and part on friendly terms. He apologized and got dress and left. After that, he pretty much blocked me on Grindr much to my relief. I don't know what he was expecting when he hinted about having sex. We probably miscommunicated somewhere along the meeting at the coffee shop. With the second guy, the circumstances were more or less similar. Again, he was someone I had chatted with for a while on Grindr, and asked to meet up. So i agreed. I was working out of the hotel that afternoon, and so I told him to just meet me at the hotel's restaurant on the third floor. He showed up on time, and I escorted him to my room after we made some polite conversation. I admit to that I have a problem, maybe it has to do with me hating to reject people outright. I always feel a little guilty for doing so, especially with guys who are not my type. But I also remind myself about karma every time I do so. We got to my room, stripped. This guy was an improvement from the previous guy. The foreplay was ok, BUT when I get down ready to rim him, he stopped me as he did not douche. WTF? How is it you arrange to meet up with someone to hook up and did not douche before hand? Unfortunately the hotel toilet has no bidet. and so there was no way to continue playing. I am not into side fun, to me side fun is foreplay. I have stated before i am traditional when it comes to sex, meaning good old fashion fucking is involved. Anyway, we stopped. I was a little annoyed and I ask him to leave. He apologized profusely and asked if we could reschedule to another day when he would be more prepped. I felt bad, but I told him honestly no. Perhaps I was too quick to judge. To me sex is not that complicated. If you are approaching and coming to me, be prepared. I made it clear in my Grindr profile what I am into and enjoy. If we agree to meet, it's not really to chit chat and be friends. That takes time to evolve and build. It's Grindr, not Facebook. A number of the other guys I met and hooked up were all prepared. With one guy, we even got together three times.

Oh god, I've waited for someone to ask this for the longest time, and I've also kept this in for an inhumane amount of time, so here goes. Prepare tissues, because you're going to laugh your ass off and meet your maker for 5 minutes. Also because it's so chaotic, you might just cry and wonder why you bothered reading this. Once met a dude here who carried the tiniest of a micropenis. No hate to people with tiny dicks, we work with what we have, but my distaste for this person is skin-deep. This was many years ago, we had met on a different platform and chatted briefly, before deciding to meet that night itself for drinks. At first glance, he seemed pleasant. Very cute, and eloquent. A little effeminate, which was fine for me, but there were occasional moments of him touching my legs with his and him randomly squeezing my thighs in public. I took no issue to all that, given it was at night and people were mostly passing by. Conversations were mostly getting to know one another but he was incredibly secretive and refused to divulge any further information than necessary while probing the most about me. Turns out, he's in HR and as expected of any HR folks with power trip issues, wanted to remain in control of the conversation. He put on this air of class and elegance, and you could tell he was assessing and judging me like a corporate talent, but it was all moot with his occasional bad breath that he refused to wash down with just a single sip of water, instead letting his latte breath remain. The clock struck midnight and suddenly the conversation turned naughty. We wanted to get frisky, but he lived 30 minutes away from the meet-up spot, I arrived at our agreed venue by Grab. Naturally, the most reasonable thing to do was to head back to his place, then following a midnight rendezvous, I'll Grab home. Still physically attractive enough for me to do stuff with him. There we were in his car, thinking we were heading to his place. 10 minutes into the drive, he said, "Eh, isn't this the road to my place?" I said, "Yeah, we're headed to your place, aren't we?" Then he responded, "No no, let's go to your place." Mind you, we were at a flyover. There were no visible stopping points for him to pull over, or I would have absolutely requested that and Grabbed the fuck home. I tried to reason with him that it was easier to head to his place, as I live with my family, and my then-brother's girlfriend was living under the same roof with us full-time. It was no longer easy for me to sneak guys back home for action. Imagine this, two tall dues seated in a fucking Malaysian Mini Cooper aka Kelisa, having a moment of bickering about whose house to go, while the dude absolutely went back and forth the flyover and the roundabout for a good 10-15 minutes, just going "No no, your place," "Like I said, I can't host tonight." At one point, he went full-on effeminate with me and whimpered like a girl to beg me to go back to my place. "NOOOOOOOOO, I DOWANNNNNNN," in his highest pitch while squeezing the absolute living lights out of my thighs as he held his steering with one hand. You would think this was the worst. Think again. I'll gladly own up to my mistake and say I was being none the wiser. I was in my mid-20s, hormones (still) raging, and was a bigger subscriber to the sunk cost fallacy. At this point, with his incessant pleading, I relented and took him back to my place. OH THE HORRORS. There we were, having shifted our routes and now headed for mine. We had approximately 20 minutes to reach my place, leaving room for us to touch each other in the car to set ourselves up for the moment in my room. I started teasing his clothed nipples with my hands, and he was obviously liking it. But just as we were finally off to a good start, the moment came to an abrupt end because he was not having any of the buildup. 5 minutes into the teasing, dude decided to unbuckle his pants with one hand, and mind you, while the white street lights were clearly shining right into every driver's car, instructed me to touch his dick. "Ahh... ahh... touch my dick," He deftly unbuckled and unzipped his pants with one hand while moving a little with his legs as he had his right foot on the pedal. Kids, adults, whatever, don't do this. Bad move, deathwish, call it whatever you want, oh, many horrible choices were made that night. He then grabbed my hand and shoves it right inside his pants. First thought, ooooh, this is pretty tiny, but maybe he isn't fully erect. Let's keep going. I played with his dick, stroking and teasing him in any way possible, then moving to toy with his groins. As his dick got harder, so did my excitement wane. Clearly, he wasn't packing, but that's okay. Then came the other part where he was absolutely not pre-cumming at all, which okay... I'm picky with this, I like guys who pre-cums massively. We were now close to my home, and he started getting cold feet. He looked at me, went "Hmm... I don't know leh. Is this a good idea?" All the while refusing to let me out the car without any action. "Okay... I know a few areas near my place that are quiet, we can test the waters there," I bring him to two spots. The first beneath a bridge that while quiet and secluded, did arouse suspicion if any other vehicles were to pass the area, as the guy's engines were still running. I then brought him to a residential area, which as the saying goes, the most dangerous place can sometimes be the safest. To our sides were cars, all empty and locked as it was 1AM midnight. Ahead of us, a collection of thick foliages and dense shrub that provided the most cover. And with the back of his car facing the road, it was unlikely any one would notice people in the car, not unless we moved too much and caused the car the tremble in the slightest. The houses in the area were gated with full-on walls too. My turn to be served, albeit unplesantly. He declined my seat all the way down without warning, with me absolutely falling to my back in a fucking slapstick comedy-esque fasion. We tried kissing, but his bad breath put me off. He then lifts my shirt, and starts sucking my nipples. Ooooh, at least he's got some mad tongue skills was what came to mind. We kept at it for 10 minutes, before my paranoia kicked in. "Okay, you know what, I don't feel safe here. Let's just head back to my room." I was hard, I wanted to end what was started and I'll make an exception this round. Again kids, poor judgment. Don't. Just don't. I brought him to my place, told him to park his car a few houses down from mine. As we reached my doorstep, I instructed him to go straight to my room without any noise, no turning on the lights, nothing, just wait for me in my room. I deftly unlocked the door, create an opening for him to head up, then locked my doors and made my way to my room. I head into my room, and in the fucking dark, and I had not have of the context above beforehand, I would have absolutely thought I conjured some weird Slender Man shit and summoned a dark entity into my room in the wee hours of the morning. There he stood, in the dark, without any warning, completely naked. Dude had decided to strip and made himself comfortable in my own fucking room, and lied down on my bed without my consent. But it's whatever at this point. I desperately wanted to get this over with, cum, clean up then head to bed. I stripped, and got into bed with him and decided to get intimate. I don't even know where to start, because his body languages were absolutely everywhere. He wants to cuddle for a headstart, but shifts to placing my hands to jerk him off, he takes my hands off his dick, pins me on my own bed and sucks, nibbles, occasionally biting too hard on my nipples, then he grabs my chest like it's some squeeze toy. Bro, it isn't. "Ahhh, ahhh, touch my dick, touch my dick," while absolutely squeezing the shit outta my pecs. So I grabbed his dick. My mind obviously tracing off elsewhere, clearly not wanting to experience this moment psychologically nor emotionally. And in the spur of moment, having lost any form of inhibitions and allowing my intrusive thoughts to overcome me, I, while stroking his dick, very casually asked, "If this the biggest your dick gets when it's fully erect?" Ho boy. The way he recoils from being on me and looked at me dead in the eyes in dark, "What do you mean by that?" I had to cover it up with some white lie, but we both knew what it meant and he absolutely lost his confidence by this point. I simply told him I'm ready to come and told him to come with me so we can end the night. We jerked ourselves off, more pec grabbing from him toward me, which I'm already done with at this point. He came, and even with cumming, this dude absolutely failed his job. Not only was his cum absolutely diluted and watery which probably indicated health issues (he has men's health issues, trust me, again no discrimination), but the dude decided he needed to stain my bed sheet with a single droplet of his cum shot. There goes my newly cleaned bedsheets. The rest is history, we both cleaned up. I walked him outta my house, and we never spoke again, that is until several years back in Blowing Winds. I'll keep the second part of the story short. One day, while posting on the MY thread about meeting up, I received a PM from a user who asked if I was keen grab a meal together. I liked the idea of doing something different and concurred. Met up at the restaurant, was early to the venue, the person who walked in left my jaws dropping because lo and behold, it was him. By this point, he had no recollection of our encounter, I suppose he mentally blocked it off. Old habits die hard, he was still as inquisitive and nosy as ever. Expects a ton of information out of me, refuses to divulge his. By this point, having had a foreknowledge of him and through the power of Google/LinkedIn, I knew where he worked and reminded myself to never apply to his organization. Last part about him that made me dislike him oh so bad. He'll gladly help yourself to your food without your consent. What a massive turnoff. Dude assumed we were having a connection, but he had no idea I had beef (no pun intended) with him taking a few pieces of my beef off my beef tepenyaki 😪. Thank god I managed to split our bill and he didn't suggest sharing the cost. Got home, he left me a DM in my inbox saying he would like to do this again. Pointedly told him I wasn't keen. The end. Don't PM me asking for his name, I'm not revealing his handle. What I will say is dude is a massive fraud, what more with him publicly telling people he's cute.

Old pair of cin2 that someone exchanged with me. Haha

A person only really becomes ugly if they choose to act in ugly ways. If you’re going around judging people’s faces and insulting them, then it’s highly likely that it’s in fact, you, who are the ugly one. people who are ‘conventionally unattractive’ can still shine and stand out in a crowd if they are great people.

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.

Nah to be honest I love it when people touch my muscles so one of the reasons I go to the gym is to get bigger and stronger and more solid so people can enjoy my body more. It’s a bit of a slutty thought and not something I’d readily share in real life haha but yeah.

Date : 07Dec Time: Around 5pm Location: Tampines Mall, 2nd floor toilet next to Uniqlo I was at urinal when you came in and stood next to me. You unzip, and wow, your huge cock just gets attention. Realizing that, you zip up and proceed to the cubicle, signaling me to follow. Without hesitation, I just followed you into the cubicle. You then unzipped and signaled me to suck it. I did, and then you ask if you can fuck me, and I say yes. You are the tall, lean, fit Chinese guy wearing blue jeans with white polo shirts. If you are here, do message me privately, let's have real fun in bed.

Have my aircon serviced today. The service guy is freeballing. Exposed butt crack and even butt at some point. Pubic hair showing up from the front too.

Be it a party, a gathering or a silent night, the Moderating team wishes all our members and guests a merry, merry Christmas. Have a good Christmas Eve and a blessed Christmas Day. When you drink, don't drive. Be safe. Be healthy. Be happy.

I met a muscular guy in the Youth Park b4. That day I had nothing to do, so I went to the Youth Park for a walk. I had read on the forum that there were young guys cruising there, so I went to try my luck. I sat on a stone chair outside the men's toilet and wait... I was really bored for a while. Then a muscular young guy came running over to use the toilet. I couldn't miss the opportunity, so I hurried over. He was on the far left of the urinal, so I went directly to his side. Maybe it was just luck, my phone just slipped and fell beside his feet... I squatted down to pick up the phone and I really saw it all... a clean, cut hairless dick. He left after pee, and I was really disappointed, so I walked around. Before leaving, I went to the toilet again. Maybe it was fate, I met him again. He also saw me and i felt so paiseh because just now I had been looking at his dick for so long. This time he didn't go to the urinal, but went to the bathroom inside. I pretended to urinate, and then I heard the sound of water in the bathroom, and it seemed that he was taking a shower. I went to take a look, and oh!! his door was not locked n half-closed. so I pretended to accidentally open his door, and we looked at each other, and he turned off the water. I went in directly... Erm… The chest... the dick... such a young body... I swallowed it all in the end.

1st Avenue & Perangin Mall A few days ago, I was at 1st Avenue and planned to walk and shop around. Knowing that the 1st Avenue restrooms are a cruising area, I did pop in a few of the restrooms and found some regulars as well as some new ones. At that point, I never thought about having fun and just visiting because I was already on 1st Avenue until I saw some pop-ups that were different from what I seen. I never imagined that Bangladesh would be cruising around too. I saw this Bangladeshi guy who I thought was lucky, handsome, hairy, with good height and good body also wandering around the first avenue. He also spotted me and started taking me to the toilet in Perangin Mall. When I first saw him, I thought about it a lot. What attracted me to him was his handsomeness. So, I followed him according to the rules of the game. He took me to the Perangin Mall toilets located on the lowest floor near the banquet hall. The toilets are quiet and perfect for some relaxing fun. We walked into a cubicles and the game started. He didn't smell bad, and surprisingly, he smelled pretty good. He was very careful about his hygiene and I started caressing his bulge. Gosh, I never thought Bangladeshi men could have such big cocks. He started to become very relaxed and enjoyed foreplay and cuddling. He hugged me romantically, kissed my neck, cheeks, and sucked on my nipples. I was so turned on by him and became so horny. I started browsing over his body, his furry body making the fun even more interesting. In return, I kissed his neck, cheeks, and nipples, and he groaned, clutching his bulged. He ended up trying to fuck me but I have politely rejected. Since he was so high, I got down on my knees and worked on his huge cock. The cock is long and thick, full of meat and smells good. Best of all it was so clean I couldn't hold to suck it off. He moaned and I could tell he was enjoying it. He fucked my mouth until his cum was completely inside my mouth. He was very satisfied and so was I, even though I didn't ejaculate! We cleaned up and said goodbye to each other. It was an amazing experience that I never expected to have fun, but ended up in a great way. What a satisfying moment and experience. Hope to see him again, some day!

On 3 December 2024, The Straits Times featured 51-year old Dr Stuart Koe, managing director of home-grown pharmaceutical company ICM Pharma, whose efficiency and productivity were not just business goals, they were pathways to giving back to the community. The company was behind many products in Singaporeans' homes probably without their knowing it, including Mycoban anti-fungal cream, Growell scalp lotion and RidWind baby drops. Led Dr Koe, the home-grown outfit was focused on how to “get better”, its brand motto. It wanted to modernise its operations to make a greater impact on its 120 employees and its community of clinics, pharmacies, hospitals and patients that it served. This mission was deeply personal for Koe, who discovered the true meaning of community during his own transformative journey. “I made some huge mistakes and spent almost five years in prison. You lose everything – your identity, your reason for being. It could easily have destroyed me,” he shares candidly, adding that he was jailed for drug trafficking in 2018. “What got me through this was my family and my ICM Pharma family. Many of them came to visit me in prison and they gave me a second chance to make things right. It is because of them that I asked myself, ‘Do I want to keep repeating these mistakes, or do I want to learn and grow from this?’” Koe chose to transform his experience into a force for good. Coincidentally, it was during this time that he met Awful Grace’s counsellors, who taught pottery to inmates. Awful Grace was a charity organisation that reached marginalised communities, as well as groups deprived of certain rights, privileges or access to opportunities, in Singapore. The counsellors’ humanity and compassion left such an impression on Dr Koe that ICM Pharma now actively supported Awful Grace’s work with children whose parents were incarcerated. “I’ve met so many fathers in prison whose biggest regret is not being able to be there for their children,” said Koe. “If we can help just one person break out of that vicious cycle of crime or poverty, then it’s a life worth living for.” He also wanted to put his technology expertise to good use, transforming and modernising ICM Pharma’s manufacturing operations. “When I took over from my late father in 2014, it was very old-school,” he recalled. “Everything was done with pen and paper. I had to literally force people to use spreadsheets and compel them to stop using the fax machine.” At the time, while ICM Pharma had made progress, orders still came in through manual channels, with customers having to call or email sales representatives. Its delivery tracking system relied on phone calls to drivers, and as a manufacturing facility spread across multiple units, it needed better connectivity between its production, warehousing and distribution operations. ICM Pharma needed to upgrade from manual processing and basic connectivity infrastructure to better serve its network of hospitals, clinics and retail pharmacies. With Singtel’s help, it aimed to improve not just internal efficiency but also how quickly and reliably it can deliver medications to Singaporeans. Singtel’s senior director of product team Amanda Ho said: “I’m excited to share how Singtel can help transform ICM Pharma’s business operations, especially in the areas of connectivity, security and workflow optimisation. “Our solutions aim to help its employees become more efficient and productive, ultimately benefitting both their customers and the community as a whole.” To support its transformation, Singtel upgraded the firm’s connectivity and tech, starting with its business broadband with Static IP and SD-WAN (Software-Defined Wide Area Network) technology to create a more seamless and secure connectivity layer between its manufacturing, warehousing and distribution facilities. This allowed ICM Pharma to manage its network centrally and optimise data routes to improve its application performance. For example, the ability to prioritise traffic by application could help to reduce latency, which is important for its upcoming B2B e-commerce portal for clinics and pharmacies, resulting in faster response times and smoother transactions for its corporate clients. Additionally, Singtel implemented a fleet management system for ICM Pharma’s delivery vehicles. Now instead of phone calls to the drivers to check on delivery times, the pharmaceutical company could set automated alerts for its vehicles, use data to optimise routes and improve delivery efficiency. One of the achievements that Dr Koe was proud of was that the ICM Pharma digitalisation journey had led to an increased number of employees, not a reduction. The firm was poised to expand its impact while staying true to its motto: Get better. As Koe explained, “It means our people get better, our patients get better and our community gets better. That’s what drives us forward.” Links: https://the-singapore-lgbt-encyclopaedia.fandom.com/wiki/Stuart_Koe

Just tried Thong Thai KSL. He started the massage by gliding his forearms along my back and brushed my butt cracks a lot. I responded by squeezing my butt muscle, he then started fingering me but still doing the massage strokes professionally. Then come the arm and hand massage, he guided my hand to touch his cock, quite long and thick. After that, he put my hands at the bed edge next to where my head is, and started to rub his cock against my hands. I unzipped him and he unbuttoned his pants and took out his cock for me to suck. Feeling tired, I lied down again and he continued fingering me. I handed him a condom and lube, he adjusted my position to the edge of the bed and then he fucked me. What a crazy experience! He cummed on me after I have cummed. After which, he continue his massage again.

When I reject, I normally will put my hand on the other parties, give a small pat and smile at them.

I was there last week for session 2. When I arrived there were 2 guys who just finished changing from session 1, so i guess somehow they managed to stay for 1 hour in-between the sessions. At the end of session 2, they rung the bell and everyone had to get out of the pool. Those guys didn't take long to shower n leave the premise, which left me alone with another guy and we managed to fuck in the open, after both of us came, I put on my clothes and left the premise, there wasn't any security guards waiting or monitoring outside. I'm not sure if they did a round of check before session 3 began, because i wasn't there. Hope this info is useful

3 month just passed since I registered to a gym membership and PT. As I see so many guys with good bod and handsome face, started to wonder what made them start working out? For me, I was fat and ugly with very low self-esteem to approach and meet anyone, but I wanted to fuck. So I came to the conclusion that I have to change myself to love myself more. It felt unfair to ask someone to like me when I don't like myself haha...

Think is normal for any discreet person to worry having their details registered in such database. Even here in BW forum, I initially hesitant to join. But overthink can also kill one joy and to live freely. Told myself as long as I’m not doing something bad, nothing much to worry and fear. I think some social medias track more but we just live with it. Life is too short to worry too much.

I last went U2 in mid October on Saturday around 4pm. That was my first time went after the dark room walls were built so I wanted to check out how it looks like. While slowly walking I was approached by a man asking if I can top. I quickly said yes and he started bj me. So I just stood there in the middle of the darkroom not knowing who is sucking me. Later I ask him if he's ready to let me F him and he said yes but dowan do inside darkroom cos too dark he scared. So I said I can do outside. I said I don't mind if people see. But he refused. He couldn't make up his mind so I force him to go outside first then decide and he agreed that. At outside only I saw his face. I didn't ask but I guess he's about 40ish with fit body, just nice with thick armpit hair (I won't describe further). He asked me to F him inside the toilet, but it was too narrow for him to bend down. I said let's just do at tv area since it's not so bright. Again, he refused cos got people seating there. Steam room also cannot cos he cannot tahan the smoke steam. I was a bit angry but I just keep it. At the same time we keep kissing and teasing each other (he's my type tbh). Until I really couldn't tahan I said let's just do it here (in front of steam room area) and he finally agreed but must let him face the wall so people walk by won't see his face. So we did 'bodyguard' style (what other option I have lol). And yes, I can remember whoever passed by would stop and watch us. Maybe one or two came near to touch my body here and there. In between we also rest and went downstairs for smoking and drank water before continuing our session upstairs. So I did what a top is supposed to do and later shoot my load down his throat 🙃 I left with a big smile around 6pm.

Decided to cruise around the different malls toilets in town during lunch break. No luck for about an hour so I decided to buy my lunch and head back to the office. As I was walking off, saw a tall sporty guy in singlet with his gym bag heading to the toilet so I decided to try my last luck again. He used the last urinal while I stood in the middle. As more people entered, I went to wash my hand at the sink while waiting for them to leave and see if the guy leaves too but he didn't. More people entered the toilet and the urinals was all taken except for the one beside the sporty guy. I took my place at the urinal and pretended to piss. Glanced over but he was initially covering it. Subsequently he revealed a hard on about 7inch long. When the people cleared, I reach over and jerk his jewels for about 5 seconds before someone entered. He quickly covered up and left. Trailed him from the back to a mall toilet, saw his cubicle being left ajar thus I entered and locked the door. I immediately pulled his pants and underwear down and blow him on the spot. He smelled so fresh with public hair nicely trimmed. I asked him to follow me to my car but he smiled and declined politely. I jerked him a few times more and had to leave as my lunch hours was ending soon. After leaving the cubicle and as I was washing my hands at the sink, I thought to myself, when else will I ever have this lucky encounter with a buffed muscular tall fair skinned guy with such a huge dick. Tried my luck again to go to back to the cubicle and tapped at the door but he didn't open. About a minute later he opened the door and as he was exiting, he saw me. I entered the same cubicle and lucky me, he uturned and entered back to the same cubicle with me. Restarted the session again, fondling his cock from his pants, pulling his pants down, blew him again for a few minutes and sniffed his public region. He was damn hot, and I stood up back up and felt his entire body kissing his neck all. He opened my pants and sat down at the cubicle giving me the best bj with his eyes all closed. I was damn high but worried to get caught as when entering the cubicle, I saw that majority was occupied. I did not want to cum and had to rush back to the office, jerked him a couple more times and zipped up back. Exited the cubicle and returned back to work. Been replaying the encounter again and again.

A few have reached out to me expecting a master due to the “dom” in my handle. I never thought that it would give that impression with I first chose the nick. No, I’m not into any domination either as actor or receiver. It’s just a play on the words baring and boredom.

Personally I have a thing for muscular guys. Found someone here to meet up. Before we met, we decided to pretend that it was not arranged. I went to his place to knock on his door as a salesman. It was a hot day and he was naked watching TV as his home is a corner unit. Not expecting a stranger to be knocking, he fumbled to grab a towel nearby. While doing so, he revealed his beautiful naked body briefly. As it happened too fast, I could only had a glimpse to realise he was naked, but couldn’t see anything else. I was distracted by his nice pecs and muscular body and I was pleasantly surprised for the moment. I didn’t notice the size of his dick. Which I later found out that it was big. I was sent by my company to do a survey. My boss has this intention to open a shop in the neighbourhood but would like to gather some statistics and data from real people. But I had a stomachache and needed to borrow the toilet to ease myself. Clad in just his towel, he opened the gate and was kind to let me in. After easing myself, I proceeded to explain the purpose of my trip. He gave me useful information of himself as well as his opinions about the industry I’m working for. Before I left, he was kind to accept a trial that my company has offered for helping with the survey. I took down his contact details and left. After a few minutes, I realised I left an item at his place. I found his main door still open with the gate unlock. Not replying to my knocking of the door, I decided to go in to check if I left my item in the bathroom while calling out his name. To get to the bathroom, I passed by his room which was left ajar. Wide enough to look into his room. He was lying naked face down with his dick pointing south. It was huge. I tapped on his shoulder to wake him up but he was too soundly asleep. I got a little curious and somehow enticed. I have never seen or encountered anything like that. I began to caress him starting at his feet. My hands started to explore his body inch by inch. From his feet to his calves, thighs, butt and teased his south pointing member which was growing as my hands were gliding along his body. I explored different parts of his muscular and defined body, which somehow, is similar to mine. As I caressed his well trained body, it felt as if the sensation passed over to mine. I eventually focused on his sensitive parts and give them a good arousing time. As he started to moan a little with occasional adjusting of his body, I retracted. These were moments that I had to hold back as I was afraid he might wake up and caught me in the act. i wanted to stop but I lost control of my urge. The urge to touch him and I want to see how it will end up, so badly. His member was throbbing and eventually he came in his sleep. I cleaned up after him and I tried to wake him up again for a second time. He woke up this time around, and I explained that I was knocking but no one answered, and that the door was opened. I told him that I left an item in the bathroom and was back to retrieve it. He nodded his head and I went to take my stuff. I popped back to remind him that we will meet the next day for his trial and left. (to be continued.) Has anyone experienced something like this in real life and care to share?

You will never be replaced, my boy. He is just ashamed that his arrogant tool was always being conquered and surrendered in your mouth.

We enjoy that too. We're both bi so that makes for more combinations.

Attended the HIIT last tuesday. Atmosphere - the trainer is friendly and try to make everyone feel at ease with the environment. Trainees - Age ranges from 20s to 40s, varying body shapes and types. Of course varying physical capabilties but nevertheless everyone completed the HIIT training. HIIT training - Depending on the number of trainees, there will be allocated number of exercise stations. Each station will have an assigned exercise which trainee will accomplish individually at your own pace and intensity within the allocated time. Dont worry, it is all about challenging yourself. Facilities - A air-conditional space for HIIT training. Loo is located outside and there is no shower facilties. Do remember to bring some wet tissues to wipe up. Not an issue for many. Perks/Cons - There will be eye candies for you to look at but that will usually confine to the beginning as once the HIIT training gets to you, you are just concentrating on your breathing and exercises. If not, if it is eye sore (like me), then you just need to turn your attention to someone else instead. lol Have fun

I am born to suck 😆

1. Name: Dyson Lee 2. Age: 43 3. Height: 1.83 4. Weight: 85kg 5. Role: top / side 6. Interests/hobbies: music, movies, gyms at FF (westgate, fusionopolis mostly), plays nintendo switch, goes to arcade for destress. I like hiking too or just nature walks when time permits and with the right company. I stay in the north west region on the red line. I collect popmart stuff too 😜 7. Self-description: was happily dating for 6 months from Jan to July, till the ex date told me “we are not living similar lives and I shouldn’t just always give in to him” after we came back on a trip.I got thrown off the bus. Been also told that I’m a sweet and caring guy by the precious date but I guess it takes two hands to clap. In life we have a lot of responsibilities; work, family and love. All 3 are revolving around you. My dad passed on early when I’m in my 30s, so family would be always be on my mind first but not to worry, we will work On that if we come to that. I wake up early due to job requirements and zzz quite early by 11pm too. 8. The kind of guy I hope to be with: someone who knows what he wants, someone who can accept who I am, someone that hopefully we can learn from each other. If possible older or near my age. I don’t need one to message me 24/7 daily. We don’t need to text or call on and off all times of the day but good that we check in with each other once a while. If you are busy, let me know, so I know I’m not ignored. I’ll trust you until you give me the reason not to. If I did something that upsets you, let me know and I can fix it. Talk it through when we have quarrels or fights. 9. Would be nice if he stays in the northwest or west area, +/- 5 of age. Life’s too short for dramas. He should be preferably near my age, non smoker if possible.

enjoy kissing a lot too..with occasional lip bites (but not that hard lol)

We stumbled clumsily into my flat, a simple, sparsely furnished 3-room resale HDB. I let him in first and closed the door behind me. Chong was quietly inspecting my place with the faint light coming in from the corridor. Even from the back, his silhouette looks so fucking sexy. I hugged him from behind and placed my hands around his waist. “Sergeant....” Definitely reliving the days of our sergeant-corporal fucklationship. Chong swung around and I buried my face into his chest. He smells terrific. The mix of musky perspiration, faint cologne and stale cigarettes brings me back to the night we spent together in a cheap Geylang hotel. We kissed again, sucking each other’s tongues hungrily and we clumsily made our way to my room, with me holding his hand and guiding him. We lost our clothes pretty quickly, save for our pairs of underwear. We were both wearing briefs and even in the darkness, I could see that his briefs were barely holding in his erected cock. Chong got on top of me and fed my mouth with his tongue and pressing his crotch on mine, which is already soaked in precum. I moaned out loud and broke free from his kiss. “Oh fuck, Sergeant....” “You like to call me sergeant right, you little fucking slut.” Even after he has been promoted after I’ve left the army, I still prefer calling him Sergeant Chong. He continued rubbing his crotch on mine which drove me absolutely nuts. Chong knows which buttons to push and he knew that my sensitive nipples were my kryptonite. He used his tongue to gently flick my right nipple. I groaned helplessly. His hands pinned on my wrists as he started licking the other nipple. I could feel my cock poking out of my briefs. “You miss sergeant’s cock? Want to suck it?” I mumbled something which probably meant “yes of course is that even a question” Chong stood up pulled down his briefs. His 6-inch cock sprang to life. How I missed this thick piece of meat. I approached it, hold the shaft, inches away from my face, looked up at him and slowly pulled back his foreskin. He groaned out loud. “CHAO CHEE BYE.” and tilt his head back. I am no longer the greenhorn who had never tasted a man’s cock. After years of experience, i am proud and yet at the same time ashamed to say that I am pretty good at pleasing a man’s cock. Of course I shouldn’t (and wouldn’t yet couldn’t) be blowing my own horn (no pun intended), but Chong was extremely happy on what I did to him. I teased him bit by bit, licked his foreskin and then around his cockhead and used my hand to stroke his thick shaft. Chong is extremely vocal in his pleasure, and you would expect nothing less but Hokkien-laden expletives coming out of his mouth. After a long day behind the wheel, I sniffed greedily at the musk around his sack, took them in my mouth one by one, and cleaned up them up. Chong placed his hand behind my head as one of my hands sneaked up his torso to play with his nipple. “FUCK.... Ang.... you’re so good.” I took his cock into my mouth and he let out a loud gasp. “I’m so fucking hard, Ang.... suck sergeant’s cock....” I went in deep all the way till his pubes and a gag reflex left me choking and I had to come up for air. Undeterred, I went down on him again, taking one inch at the time until I have completely engulfed Chong’s penis. I let go a little, my tongue swirling around his cockhead, Chong let out another loud gasp. I looked up at him. The room was dark and I couldn’t see his facial expressions. But he was breathing heavily and chest heaving. I focused back onto his cock and continued to blow him with one hand guiding his shaft. He took my hand which was playing with his nipples and started sucking on my fingers. And Chong then lifted me from my armpits and our mouths met again, kissing sloppily, almost swallowing each other’s tongues. He gently pushed me on the bed and hooked his thumbs around my underwear and expertly yanked it off. My hard penis made a loud ‘piak’ sound, and oozing precum. I was so wet. Chong then got on top of me and lifted my legs up as I felt his hard cock brushing against my hole. “No wait.... condom.” I quickly reached for the drawer and took out a Durex and lube. Chong hastily slipped it on and slapped a generous amount of lube on it. “Wait are you going to...ARGH FUCK!!!!!!” My eyes widened as he fingered me roughly. “Fuck pain Chong fuck fuck wait!” I hissed angrily. Chong grabbed my hands and locked them on top of my head. “Ang.... I’m so damn horny. I go in now, can?”

I was doing some Christmas shopping over the weekend, picking up gifts for close friends. While browsing the scented candles in the perfume section of a department store, a relatively young guy—probably in his early 30s—started playing with my dog. We struck up a conversation as he asked about my dog’s breed, temperament, and personality. A short while later, an older gentleman joined us, clearly accompanying the younger guy. He was juggling several shopping bags and listened as the younger guy enthusiastically told him all about my dog, saying this was exactly the kind of dog he wanted. The older gentleman seemed amused by the conversation, and then, with a knowing smile, handed the younger guy a lilac shopping bag. The younger guy gasped with delight as he peeked into the bag—it was clearly a pair of designer shoes. I caught a glimpse of the brand on the box and those shoes must have cost at least $1,000. We exchanged a few more pleasantries before they left. I continued with my holiday shopping and made my way upstairs to the in-house cafe. There was a live jazz band playing music, and after I got my coffee, I was looking around for a table, but there was none. Fortunately, the couple I met earlier, saw me and invited me to join their table. Long story short. Older guy is a successful surgeon practicing at one of the major hospitals. Younger guy is a writer. Nothing published yet. They've been together about a year. Met at this very departmental store where the younger guy was temping then for the holiday season. Very nice couple, but you can tell who is supporting who.

Recently started on my HRT (mtf), in my fourth week. 41,169,99, looking for friends or more.

Used to have a fantasy of being a bottom for a group of foreign constructions workers. Managed to get that box checked out

I used an AI chatbot to write most of this army story with a few prompts and editing on my part, but I think it's pretty hot! I hope you guys will enjoy it. Also, you know the usual disclaimer... All the characters in the story are fictitious and any reference to real life people is merely coincidental. Summary: Hotshot commando officer 2nd lieutenant Jieren goes down a rabbit hole as he faces his reckoning ************************** 2nd Lieutenant Jieren Tan stepped off the train and into the bustling streets of Geylang, feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation. Standing at 1.8 metres, with sun-kissed skin from spending a tad too much time at the beach, broad shoulders and a sexy treasure trail tapering to hard six packs honed from a long history of competitive sports, he could very well be the poster boy of the Singapore Armed Forces. Indeed, with his boyish clean-cut good looks and perfect pearly whites, he was even a part-time student model before getting enlisted to National Service. His heart raced in his chest as he thought about the meeting Taufik had insisted on having with him. If there’s a yin to his yang, it had to be Taufik. Dark, brooding and intense, the Malay officer was similar to him in many aspects, from their competitiveness to competence. Hell, they even looked quite alike with model-esque good looks and even the same dick size, albeit Taufik being slightly shorter and rugged in looks. At the slightly homoerotic memory of Taufik’s dick, the straight-as-arrow Jieren shook his head as if to exorcise it out of his head. Their rivalry at the Officer Cadet School had been intense, and while Jieren had come out on top in terms of being posted to the prestigious Hendon camp as a Commando officer, he knew Taufik was not one to let things rest easily. He arrived at the sleek hotel and made his way to the room number Taufik had provided. Knocking on the door, he tried to compose himself, his mind racing with thoughts of what could possibly be so urgent that it couldn’t wait until they were both back in camp. The door swung open to reveal Taufik, dressed in his own body-hugging camo-green No. 4 uniform, but with an air of dominance and arrogance that Jieren had never seen before. “Tan, come in,” Taufik said with a smirk. “I’ve been waiting for you.” Jieren stepped into the dimly lit hotel room, his eyes scanning the space for any signs of what was to come. The heavy scent of musk and cologne filled the air, a stark contrast to the sterile environment of their usual barracks. Taufik’s eyes gleamed with a malicious intent as he closed the door behind him, the click of the lock echoing in the silence. Jieren felt his throat tighten as he realized the gravity of the situation. He had been set up. Taufik strode over to the minibar and poured two whiskeys, handing one to Jieren. “Drink up,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “You’re going to need it.” Jieren took the glass, his hand shaking slightly, and downed the amber liquid in one gulp. It burned his throat, but the warmth spreading through his body did little to ease the cold dread that was beginning to form in his stomach. Without warning, Taufik grabbed Jieren’s shoulder and spun him around to face the mirror. Jieren’s reflection stared back at him, wide-eyed and defiant. Taufik leaned in close, his breath hot on Jieren’s ear. “I’ve caught you engaging a prostitute,” he whispered, his grip on Jieren’s shoulder tightening. “In fact, here’s the video showing you entering a hotel room with that prostitute. What do you think will happen to your military career?” Jieren’s eyes widened as he saw the screen of Taufik’s handphone come to life. The video played out the sordid encounter in explicit detail: the way the prostitute had moaned and whimpered, the sound of skin slapping against skin, and his own unmistakable voice, crying out in pleasure. He reached out to grab the phone, a desperate attempt to snatch back some semblance of control over the situation. But Taufik was too quick, holding it just out of reach. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Taufik said, a sadistic smile playing on his lips. “You see, I’ve taken the liberty of storing this little gem in multiple locations. It would be such a shame if it ended up in the wrong hands, don’t you think?” Jieren’s face flushed with rage and humiliation as he realized the extent of Taufik’s plan. “What do you want?” he demanded, his voice cracking with fear. “Oh, I think you know exactly what I want,” Taufik said, his tone slick and sinister. “You see, I’ve always envied you, Tan. The way everyone looks up to you, the way you strut around camp like you own the place. Now, it’s time for you to learn what it’s like to be on the receiving end of some…attention.” Taufik’s hand gripped his shoulder, sending a shiver down Jieren’s spine. He lunged for the phone, his instincts telling him to destroy the evidence at all costs, but Taufik was too quick. He danced back, the phone out of reach, his smile growing wider with every desperate swipe Jieren made. “Now, now, let’s not be hasty,” Taufik taunted, his eyes glinting with excitement. “I think we can come to an understanding, you and I. You see, I have certain… needs that aren’t quite as mainstream as yours.” He stepped closer, his chest brushing against Jieren’s back, his voice dropping to a seductive purr. “And I think you might just be the perfect candidate to help me fulfill them.” Jieren’s mind raced as he felt the heat of Taufik’s body against him, the implications of what was being suggested sinking in. “What are you saying?” he managed to ask, his voice a hoarse whisper. “I’m saying,” Taufik began, his breath warm on Jieren’s neck, “that I’m willing to keep your little secret… if you’re willing to keep mine.” He reached around and unbuckled Jieren’s belt, his hand sliding into the waistband of his uniform pants. “You’re going to be my bitch, Tan,” Taufik said, his voice a mix of amusement and authority. “And you’re going to like it.” Jieren’s body stiffened with horror as Taufik’s hand found its way to his crotch, groping his cock through the fabric. He struggled to break free, but Taufik’s grip was like a vice, his strength surprising for someone who was smaller than him. “You’re going to do whatever I say, whenever I say,” Taufik continued, his fingers now stroking Jieren’s erection. “And if you do a good job, I might just let you keep your career.” Jieren felt a strange mix of anger and arousal building within him. He had never been with a man before, and the thought of being used like this by his rival was unbearable. But the fear of losing everything he had worked so hard for was stronger. He could feel his resolve slipping away with every stroke of Taufik’s hand. Taufik noticed the shift in Jieren’s demeanor and took full advantage of it. He stepped closer, his hardening cock pressing against Jieren’s lower back. “Look at yourself,” he whispered, his hand now moving to unbutton Jieren’s shirt. “You’re so hard for me. You can’t resist it, can you?” Jieren’s reflection in the mirror showed his face contorted with a mix of anger and lust. His eyes searched Taufik’s, looking for any hint of mercy, but all he found was the gleam of victory. “Get your fucking hands off me,” he snarled, but his voice lacked conviction. Taufik chuckled, his hands moving to unbuckle Jieren’s pants. “Such a strong, proud commando,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “But here you are, about to be my bitch.” With a swift tug, Taufik pushed the loose slacks down, leaving Jieren’s bubble butt partially exposed. His erection peeked out of his slacks, a traitor to his own pride, betraying his body’s involuntary response to Taufik’s touch. Taufik stepped back, admiring his handiwork. “Fuck,”, he wolf-whistled appreciatively, his eyes raking over the two perfectly-formed, unblemished globes, “what a piece of work.” Jieren’s face flushed at the comment. Ignoring him, Taufik continued, “Now, we need to set some ground rules.” He pulled out a set of handcuffs from the nightstand drawer and snapped them around Jieren’s wrists, securing him to the headboard of the hotel bed. “First rule: you do exactly as I say.” Jieren’s mind reeled as he squirmed in his restraints, trying to process the situation. “What do you want from me?” he asked, his voice tight with anger and fear. Taufik sauntered over to the bed, his own cock now fully erect and tenting his uniform slacks. He leaned down, his face mere inches from Jieren’s. “I want you to submit to me,” he said, his voice a low growl. “I want to show you what it’s like to be dominated.” With a swift motion, Taufik grabbed the back of Jieren’s neck and pushed him down onto the bed, face-first. Jieren felt the softness of the mattress against his cheek, his heart racing as Taufik’s hands roamed over his body, touching him in places no one else had ever dared. He felt Taufik’s cock pushing against his ass, the fabric of their pants the only barrier. “You’re mine now,” Taufik murmured, his breath hot on Jieren’s neck. Jieren’s body tensed as Taufik began to slide his pants down, the cool air of the hotel room a stark contrast to the heat of their entwined forms. The sound of Taufik’s zipper was the only noise in the room, a deafening crescendo of doom that sent shivers down his spine. He could feel the head of Taufik’s cock nudging against his hole, and he bit back a whimper. “Remember,” Taufik whispered, his voice a dark caress, “you agreed to this.” With a cruel twist of his wrist, Taufik yanked Jieren’s slacks down to his ankles, leaving him completely exposed and vulnerable. Jieren’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions: anger, humiliation, fear, and an unwelcome flicker of excitement. He felt the tip of Taufik’s cock press against his entrance, and his body instinctively clenched. “Relax,” Taufik ordered, his voice a soft hiss in the quiet room. “This will be over sooner if you just take it like a good boy.” Jieren’s eyes squeezed shut as he felt the first intrusion. The pain was sharp and intense, a stark reminder of the power Taufik held over him. He bit back a scream, his teeth sinking into the pillow beneath him. Taufik didn’t wait for his body to adjust, instead pushing in deeper and faster, a smug satisfaction etched on his face as he watched Jieren’s reflection in the mirror. “You like it, don’t you?” he taunted, his strokes growing more forceful. “You like being my little bitch.” Jieren could feel his body betraying him, his cock responding to the rough handling despite his mind’s protest. The pain slowly morphed into something else, a burning need that made him want to push back into Taufik’s thrusts. He tried to ignore the pleasure, to hold onto the last shreds of his dignity, but it was no use. Taufik’s skilled hands gripped his hips, holding him in place as he fucked him like he owned him. Taufik reached around and began to stroke Jieren’s cock in time with his thrusts, his grip firm and demanding. Jieren’s eyes snapped open, and he found himself staring at their reflection in the mirror. He watched as Taufik’s muscled arms flexed with each powerful drive into his body, his own face a mask of agony and ecstasy. The sight of Taufik’s cock disappearing into his ass, the way their bodies moved together in a rhythm that seemed so wrong yet so natural, was almost too much to bear. But Taufik wasn’t done. With a snarl of triumph, he reached down and ripped open the front of Jieren’s No. 4 uniform, sending buttons flying in every direction. Jieren’s chest heaved, his smooth muscular physique now bare for Taufik’s greedy eyes to feast on. Taufik’s hands moved to Jieren’s chest, grabbing his solid pecs and squeezing them roughly. The pleasure was intense, and despite the circumstances, Jieren couldn’t help but moan. He felt his body responding, his ass loosening around Taufik’s cock as he was fucked harder and deeper. In the mirror, Jieren watched in horror and fascination as he saw himself begin to push back into Taufik’s thrusts, meeting each one with his own. His moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of his own submission. He saw the look of triumph on Taufik’s face and knew that he had lost the battle. The handcuffs bit into his wrists, a constant reminder of his helplessness, yet the pain only seemed to enhance the sensation. He felt his own orgasm building, his body betraying him further. “That’s it,” Taufik encouraged, his voice thick with lust. “You’re loving this, aren’t you? You’re loving being my bitch.” Jieren’s cheeks burned with shame, his teeth grinding into the pillow. He didn’t want to admit it, but his body was responding to the relentless pounding, the pleasure mixing with the pain and fear in a confusing cocktail of sensation. Taufik’s hand tightened around his cock, pulling and twisting in a way that sent bolts of electricity through his body. He could feel his climax approaching, and his body tensed, trying to hold it back. “You’re going to cum for me,” Taufik growled, his breath hot and heavy on Jieren’s neck. “You’re going to show me how much you enjoy being my slut.” The words sent a fresh wave of humiliation crashing over Jieren, but he couldn’t deny the truth. His body was on fire, and it was all Taufik’s doing. He felt his orgasm building, his cock straining in Taufik’s hand. He didn’t want to give his rival the satisfaction, but the pleasure was too intense to resist. With a final, desperate effort, he tried to hold back, to maintain some semblance of control. But Taufik was too good, too experienced, and with a few more strokes, Jieren’s body gave in. He came with a muffled scream, his cum spurting onto the hotel bed. The handcuffs bit deeper into his skin as he bucked and writhed, his body helplessly following the commands of his own traitorous desires. Taufik’s rhythm didn’t falter, his own pleasure building as he watched Jieren’s submission play out in the mirror. “That’s it,” he said, his voice filled with a dark satisfaction. “You’re mine now.” Jieren felt the last of his resistance crumble as the aftershocks of his orgasm faded. He was completely at Taufik’s mercy, his body used and discarded like a piece of meat. The weight of his own cum on the bed was a sticky reminder of his humiliation. Taufik leaned in, whispering in his ear, “You liked that, didn’t you?” Jieren’s only response was a choking sob. Taufik’s hand continued to toy with his now-sensitive cock, keeping him on edge as he whispered more taunts and commands. “You’re going to do this for me again,” Taufik said. “And again. And every time, you’re going to beg for it. You’re going to love it.” Jieren’s mind was a mess of emotions: anger at the betrayal, fear of the video being leaked, and a strange, burning curiosity about what Taufik had in store for him next. His body, however, was a willing participant in Taufik’s twisted game, his muscles relaxing and his ass clenching around Taufik’s cock. He hated himself for it, but the feeling of fullness, the way Taufik’s body felt against his, was oddly sensual. Taufik pulled out, leaving Jieren feeling empty and exposed. He undid the handcuffs in record time and flipped the bitched officer onto his back, their uniform slacks still around their ankles, and straddled him. “Look at me when I fuck you,” he ordered, his voice cold and commanding. Jieren’s eyes snapped open to meet Taufik’s, his own filled with a mix of anger and lust. He watched as Taufik lined up their cocks, his own cock still half-hard and glistening with cum despite the humiliation while being rubbed and stimulated by Taufik’s ramrod pole. With a smirk, Taufik began to pump their cocks together, using Jieren’s own cum as lubricant. Jieren’s body responded again, his erection growing back to full mast as Taufik’s hands worked both of them into a frenzy. The sight was too much, and Jieren had to look away, his cheeks burning with embarrassment and desire. But Taufik was not satisfied with just watching their cocks slide together; he leaned down and kissed Jieren, forcing his tongue into his mouth in a dominating kiss that left Jieren gasping for air. The taste of whiskey and lust mingled as Taufik claimed him, his tongue dancing with Jieren’s in a display of power and ownership. Jieren’s hands balled into fists at his sides, fighting the urge to push Taufik away while also wanting to pull him closer. Taufik broke the kiss, his eyes gleaming with triumph as he saw the struggle within Jieren. “You can’t deny it,” he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. “You want this.” Jieren’s breath came in ragged gasps as Taufik continued to stroke their cocks in unison. The pleasure was almost unbearable, and he could feel his resolve slipping away with every touch. “You’re just using me,” he managed to say, his voice weak. “Using you?” Taufik laughed, a cold, cruel sound. “I’m giving you what you need, Tan. You’re the one who’s been living a lie. Now you get to experience the truth.” He leaned down and bit Jieren’s ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. “And the best part is, you’re going to come to me for more.” With that, Taufik unceremoniously hoisted Jieren’s thick thighs up like he was fucking a bitch, making the latter gasp as he realized what was about to happen. Jieren’s legs were now spread wide, his slacks lying uselessly on the floor, exposing his ass and balls to Taufik’s hungry gaze. The position was undeniably degrading, and it only served to fuel Taufik’s dominance. He lined his cock up with Jieren’s tight hole, the tip glistening with precum. “You’re going to take this,” he said, his voice a low, guttural growl. “And you’re going to enjoy it.” Jieren’s eyes widened with fear and humiliation, but his body betrayed him once more, his hole puckering with anticipation. Taufik took a deep breath, savoring the moment before he pushed inside, feeling the resistance give way to his iron-hard shaft. Jieren’s gasp was a mix of pain and shock, his body involuntarily clenching around Taufik’s cock. “So tight, but you’ll get used to it,” Taufik murmured, his eyes never leaving the glorious sight in the mirror. And glorious it was, to see his own hairy, muscular physique contrasting with the sweat-slicked, sculpted pecs and abs belonging to his bitch. It was like they were transported back in time, with him being the victorious Persian hero conquering the smooth Spartan champion who lay defeated and at his mercy. It was the battle of the Titans, the battle of the century between two manliness-incarnates, and he had triumphed. With a roar, he began to thrust in earnest, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the room. Jieren’s eyes remained locked on Taufik’s piercing gaze, watching in horror as he was claimed by his rival. His own cock bobbed between them, a silent testament to his body’s treacherous desires. Taufik leaned back, gripping Jieren’s thighs tightly as he drove into him, the slap of their bodies growing louder with each stroke. The pain was intense, but Jieren found himself pushing back into it, his body begging for more. The room spun as Taufik’s rhythm grew more frantic, his own orgasm approaching. “You’re going to beg for it,” Taufik panted, his breath hot on Jieren’s neck. “You’re going to love being my little slut.” Jieren’s mind reeled, trying to reject the words, but his body was a traitor. His hips began to meet Taufik’s thrusts, his legs trembling while he desperately clung to the sides of the bed. He could feel Taufik’s cock stretching him, filling him in a way that no woman ever had. The pain was a strange, addictive mix with the pleasure, and he knew he was going to come again. He clenched his teeth, trying not to make a sound, not to give Taufik the satisfaction of hearing him beg. But the pleasure was too intense. “Please,” he gasped, hating himself for the need in his voice. “Harder.” Taufik’s smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with victory as he picked up his pace. “That’s my good boy,” he murmured, his strokes becoming more powerful. Jieren’s body arched off the bed, his muscles straining as he sought the release that Taufik dangled just out of reach. The room was filled with the sounds of their harsh breathing and the slap of flesh. Taufik’s uniform pants were sticky with sweat and other fluids, his own arousal clear as he pumped into Jieren’s body. “You’re going to be my secret,” Taufik said, his voice a harsh whisper. “My dirty little secret that I get to play with whenever I want.” Jieren craned his neck back to see himself in the mirror, looking for any sign of the proud commando he had once been. Instead, he saw a depraved man lost in pleasure, his body responding instinctively to the relentless assault of his rival’s cock. “I’ll do whatever you want,” Jieren managed to say, his voice a hoarse whisper. “Just don’t tell anyone.” “Oh, I won’t,” Taufik said, his strokes growing more deliberate. “But you’ll have to prove your loyalty.” He reached down and squeezed Jieren’s balls, his grip tight enough to make Jieren wince. “You’re going to come for me. And then, you’re going to suck my cock clean.” Jieren’s body tensed at the thought, his mind recoiling at the idea of performing such a degrading act. But his body had other plans. With each thrust, he could feel his orgasm building again, his prostate being expertly massaged by Taufik’s thick cock. He didn’t want to give in, didn’t want to let Taufik win so completely. But the perverse pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming. With a cry that was equal parts rage and pleasure, he came again, his body spasming around Taufik’s cock, while at the same time Taufik roared as he creamed inside the willing muscle ass. Taufik pulled out, his cock slick with both of their cum. He leaned down and whispered in Jieren’s ear, “Now, suck it clean.” Jieren felt his stomach churn, but he knew he had no choice. With trembling hands, he reached down and took Taufik’s still-hard cock in his mouth, his own taste mingling with the musky scent of their mingled seed. He tried not to gag as he licked and sucked, cleaning Taufik’s shaft with a newfound desperation. Taufik’s hand affectionately tousled his hair, messing with his susceptible mind. He then gently but firmly pushed his head deeper until Jieren was choking as the entire length slid down his throat. As he sucked, Jieren couldn’t help but feel the power dynamic shift. His own cock grew hard again, a silent testament to the thrill of his submission. He hated it, but he couldn’t deny the dark thrill of being used in such a way. Taufik now placed both hands firmly on his head, guiding him in a slow, steady rhythm like playing with a rag doll, his breathing growing shallower with every pass of Jieren’s tongue. “That’s it,” Taufik murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. “Suck it like you mean it.” Jieren’s eyes watered as he took Taufik’s cock deeper, his own arousal growing despite his better judgment. He hated himself for enjoying this, for letting his rival dominate him so completely. Yet, there was something undeniably addictive about the feeling of being owned, of being used for someone else’s pleasure. Taufik’s grip on his hair tightened, his thrusts growing more erratic as he approached his second climax. As Jieren sucked, he couldn’t help but let his own hands wander to his chest, his dark, quarter-sized nipples now painfully erect and sensitive from the earlier teasing. To his own disgust, he found himself playing with them like a cheap whore, his own body betraying him further. Taufik noticed and chuckled, swatting his hands away once more. “Let me do it,” he said, his voice filled with dark amusement. He tenderly tickled Jieren’s nipples, playing with them as though they belonged to a delicate prostitute as he continued to fuck his mouth. Jieren’s moans grew in pitch, sounding increasingly like a sissy’s. The thought of losing his manhood was too much to bear, but the pleasure was undeniable. Taufik’s fingers explored his sweaty nipples from different angles, sending waves of sensation straight to Jieren’s cock, which was now standing at full attention once again. Taufik’s grin grew wider as he watched the transformation unfold before him. “That’s it,” he murmured. “You’re such a good little bitch.” Jieren’s hands moved to his own cock, stroking it in time with Taufik’s thrusts into his mouth. He felt his body responding to the degradation, his mind clouded with a mix of anger, fear, and an unexplained excitement. Taufik’s eyes never left the mirror, watching the scene with a mix of arousal and satisfaction. “You’re mine now,” he said, his voice a dark promise. “I’m going to call you Jessica from now on whenever we’re alone.” Jieren’s eyes widened at the new name, his cheeks flushing a deep red. He wanted to protest, to fight back, but his body was no longer his own. He felt his orgasm building again, his muscles tensing as Taufik’s fingers played with his sensitive nipples. Just as he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, his cock spurted cum, the force of his orgasm causing his throat to convulse around Taufik’s cock. Taufik let out a bellow of pleasure as he felt Jieren’s throat muscles contract around him, his own release imminent. “That’s it, Jessica,” he growled, his voice filled with lust and triumph. “Take it all for me.” And with that, he came again, his cum filling Jieren’s mouth as the latter’s cock painted their heaving, muscular chests with ropes of sticky white cum. As they both wound down from their shared orgasm, Taufik pulled out of Jieren’s mouth with a wet pop, a smug look on his face. He tenderly caressed Jieren’s sweaty cheek, his thumb brushing against the corner of his mouth, collecting the last remnants of cum. “You’re so beautiful when you come,” he whispered, his voice a stark contrast to the harshness of the situation. Before Jieren could react, Taufik tilted his head up and claimed his lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue pushing its way in to devour his mouth. The kiss was possessive, claiming ownership of every inch of him. Their mouths finally parted, and Jieren’s eyes searched Taufik’s, a mix of confusion, resignation, and arousal swirling within him. He didn’t understand why he was feeling this way, why his body was responding so eagerly to the man who had just shattered his world. But as he looked into Taufik’s eyes, he saw the hunger and satisfaction there, and he knew that he was lost. Taufik’s hand trailed down Jieren’s face, his thumb lingering over the swollen, kiss-bruised lips before moving to cradle his cheek. “Look at us,” Taufik said softly, his voice a gentle caress in the aftermath of their intense encounter. “We’re so beautiful together.” Jieren’s eyes searched Taufik’s, looking for any sign of regret or pity, but all he found was the glint of triumph and desire. “What now?” he asked, his voice hoarse from the screams that had been forced from his throat. “Now, my dear Jessica,” Taufik said, his voice a sweet poison, “we get to enjoy the fruits of your labor.” He reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a small camcorder. The red light was still on, the unblinking eye of their perversion. “You see,” Taufik continued, his smile wicked, “I’ve been recording this little performance of yours. And it’s quite the show, if I do say so myself.” Jieren felt his heart drop into his stomach as he realized the depth of Taufik’s control. “What are you going to do with it?” he asked, his voice trembling with fear. “Oh, I think we’ll just keep this as insurance,” Taufik said, his eyes gleaming with malice. “To make sure you don’t forget who’s in charge.” Jieren felt his stomach turn as he realized the true extent of Taufik’s power over him. “Please, don’t,” he begged, his voice cracking. But Taufik was unfazed. He held up the camcorder, the evidence of their illicit encounter playing out on the small screen. Jieren’s face was a mask of pure agony and pleasure as Taufik’s cock slammed into him, his body contorting in unbelievable ways with each thrust. “You want to watch it?” Taufik asked, his voice a teasing purr. “You want to see yourself like this?” With a broken moan, Jieren nodded, unable to find the words to express his desperation. Taufik’s grip on his cheek tightened, his thumb tracing the path of a tear that had escaped. “Good boy,” he murmured. “But first, you need to earn it.” Hearing this, Jieren wasted no time in straddling him, his cock still rock hard as he positioned it at Jieren’s entrance. “Ride me,” he ordered, his voice a command that brooked no argument. Jieren complied, his muscled thighs flexing as he lowered himself onto Taufik’s cock. It slid into him with ease, the previous rounds of passion having prepared him well. He leaned back, his hands on Taufik’s shoulders for balance, and began to bounce up and down, his ass taking Taufik’s length with eager abandon. The sight in the mirror was one of pure debauchery: a straight-laced commando riding his rival’s cock like a slut, his own cock bobbing with every movement. As Jieren rode Taufik, the latter couldn’t help but reach up to play with his bitch’s tits. He pinched and twisted the sensitive nipples, eliciting gasps and moans that grew louder with each tug. Jieren’s body responded to the painful pleasure, his muscular pecs bouncing lewdly up and down, as he raised his arms to flex his biceps while riding faster and more erratically. It was a strange feeling, being treated like a girlfriend by another man, but the sensation was intoxicating. “Look at yourself,” Taufik whispered, as Jieren’s eyes snapped open and his gaze couldn’t help but fixate on how sexy and slutty he looked. “You’re loving every second of this, aren’t you?” Jieren’s mind rebelled against the truth of Taufik’s words, but his body betrayed him. With every stroke, every touch, he could feel his resistance slipping away. He had never felt so alive, so…used. And as much as he hated it, he couldn’t deny the dark thrill that coursed through him. His six packs tightened into an eight, as his ass clenched around Taufik’s cock, hips moving in a rhythm that was as old as time. Jieren’s thoughts raced as he stared at their reflection in the mirror. Maybe this was what he had been missing all along, the thrill of submission to a stronger, more dominant man. Maybe he would enjoy being Taufik’s girlfriend, their dirty little secret whenever the mood struck his boyfriend. The idea was both terrifying and exhilarating, a heady mix of fear and desire that left him gasping for breath. “Fuck me, breed me, knock me up,” Jieren chanted as his eyes rolled back, his mind gone temporarily even as his body was still hard at work, his sweaty muscles flexing as he rode both of them to another climax. “Yup, revenge is served,” Taufik smirked, as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the ride. The end.

It's just that different people are wired differently. Have met a top whose nips are connected to his dick. When his nips are played with, his dick gets harder inside you. Have also met a bottom whose nips are connected to his boyhole. When his nips are played with, his boyhole will squeeze your dick tighter. Feels damn nice. Then there are the guys with super sensitive nips. Not connected to dick or boyhole. Regardless, they feel so much pleasure when you play with their nips and will moan and twist and turn alot. Have to pin them down so that you can continue slowly, deliberately, sensually licking and sucking and teasing their nips. Making them moan even more. Some guys, their nips have no sensation at all. Waste your energy only suck on their nips. Can test first using your fingers, gentle strokes on their nips. If no reaction, move on. As for me, my nips are sensitive but not hyper sensitive. Prefer softer rather than rough. There was this one guy who could do rapid fire licking with his tongue and that felt really good.

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Fit asian married guy looking for married guy to hangout for activities.

SG malay here hoping to connect and to be in an LTR w SG/MY Chi around similar age +/- 35. Idm a lil older. A lil bout me: Gyms 3-4 times weekly at AF. I have a pt kit fetish. Used to have 50 over potted plants (aroids) in my bedroom. The only computer games I play is dota2. I play the sax and flute. I don’t club but I do drink. not-in-the-scene. I’m discreet and straight-acting and looking for similar. I’m a flex when comes to bed activities. Love kissing.

I have a lot of insecurities I’m trying to work on, but I’ve learned to no longer hate myself for not looking a certain way!

I much prefer giving bjs rather than receiving. Somehow the shiok feeling of getting sucked doesn't reach me. And no teeth please. Pain.

The writing is clear, engaging, and vividly written with alot of emotions and details, that it's easy for the reader to visualise what had transpired. Gosh,....it sure sounds like like a he-devil and the ex boyfriend from hell... I must say there appears to be a touch of humour too - pardon me if it wasn't intended. I let out a few laughs eg.. the staining of your fresh bedsheets with a single drop of cum.. hahahahahaha. and the helping of himself to your beef tepenyaki. hahahaha. And publicly telling people that he's cute You go boy, good writing job I hope your writing has allowed you to release the pent up emotions Makes one contemplate if it can be any worse. Hang in there; the next chapter will be much better!

ngl this story was pretty attention grabbing and i sat through the whole wall of text thinking lord may this person never find me 😂

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