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So, this is my experience after visiting the Onsen. For me, it was my first time experiencing Onsen culture, so I studied and read about it to gain knowledge beforehand. Honestly, the Onsen experience exceeded my expectations. My intention for visiting was purely to relax and observe how men interact when they are naked or minimally clothed, regardless of their sexual orientation. I visited the Onsen on Friday evening at around 7:40 PM, and there were very few people initially, about five. Later, more men arrived, including older men (all of them a sight for sore eyes) and young guys (myself included). Until around 8:30 PM, it was pin-drop silent, with only the relaxing sounds of water splashing and bubbling. The men were moving between pools, making eye contact, and smiling, which was quite pleasant. However, as the crowd increased, the noise slightly disturbed the serene environment. Regarding the disposable underwear, I wore it because it was my first visit, and I wasn't comfortable yet. All the young guys, including myself, wore them, which I found quite comfortable for a newcomer. There were a few instances where people dipped their small towels in the pool, which was uncomfortable, and the place could have more towel hooks. Before 8:30 PM, there were four naked men, all older, and more regulars joined later after 8.30pm, also naked. A major turn-off was a family with a young child who entered the Onsen without showering and wearing full clothes. After the Onsen, I bathed naked since no one was in the shower area. I left the Onsen around 9:15 PM. Being naked or not, that depends on the individual, but having said that, the place is very relaxing for men!

Just sharing a story of a colleague and me having some fun in office. It was a very medicare day, with shift work people and I was staying behind for a night duty. I was a office hour personnel but I chose to do just to get a day off. There will always be 3 shift people for every 12 hrs, and these guys are leaving in 3 hrs. We chatted in the bunk room at first, played a dares and got laughs out of it. After 30mins, 2 of the guys were talking on their phones with gf. And the one colleague left to eat a snack in the office, let's call him HK. Which by the way, this guy is basically like the gay friend who was known to be straight. Malay, tall and quite handsome, he was also like to tease guys, smack butt and run ard. So HK was eating at the pantry table of the office. In the same room, across the pantry where I walked to was the lockers, checking my content for snacks. I thought of an idea, since we had a few times, I showed my dick to him and we laugh. So I called for HK, and showed my bare ass. Hahaha Teasing him further, I left my ass open, not pulling my pants up. As I wasn't looking, heard him walking over to me, I pulled up my pants. HK stood behind me, whispered, "can show again". The other guys were still in the bunk room next door, busy talking. So I stripped again, stepping back and grind to HK's crotch. HK was a bit hard, still clothed, leaning in and touching my ass. He whispered to me, "can I..." Not saying anything else I know what he meant, I whispered back, " I don't mind" Without turning back, he pulled his warm, 6in decently thick cock, placed it on my ass, right on the crack. We grinded a bit, I wanted to see his dick but he justed wanted to grind a bit more. HK whispered, "really?..." I nodded, so he pulled me to the encik table, since it was located out of view from the hallway if the other guys walk out. There he told me to put my hands on the table, spread my legs, and there HK gently push in his dick into my hole, not much prep nor lube. Kinda of hurts but also I was sweating a bit so his tip went in. Centimetre by centimetre, he move slightly, not to be rough, he only thrust half way in. But dry sex was hard on me, I thought maybe he should seat on the encik chair and I could ride him. Well, after some moments of thrusting, I couldn't handle it anymore. I dropped to my knees on the ground, pulling up my pants. HK's dick dangled at my nose level, I decided at least a blowjob. His cock was circumcised, a delicious round head, a grip length girth, his 6in hitting my throat. I loved every second of it, noting that he had shaved too. He liked having his balls touched and fondled, we were in deep if we were to get caught. Luckily, in that room of the office area, no cctv were allowed since the lockers are there for people to change. After 4-5 mins of sucking (I can't count), HK blow his thick load in my mouth. I didn't swallow, and looked up at him as HK was satisfied. Quickly, I stood up to walk calmly to the toilet, pass the hallway and the bunk room that the other guys were too busy on the phone. Swiftly, I spit in the sink, gargling, HK steps in behind me, asking me if I swallowed. "No" I replied. So we agreed to not tell other guys in the unit, he don't mind other times like this since he was going to Ord soon. There are 2 others times we did a bit of fun. But I will save it for another time.

How about a pat on your front? Hahaha Good Job!!!

Kb 3pm 23 June China chengdu hunk...u said u f..ked my frd who came with me. You asked my frd, the one you have fucked if i am top or btm...then u hunted me when I was with my fr talking and asked my frd if u can fuck me ..and.... u f me...u told me u have observe me that i was with my frd many times, my frd have your contact , not me...finally u have me hope to meet u again

chn/mly, 18, 176, 74 inexperienced top here, might cruise around today in morning or afternoon (depends on my mood) for a quick anal 🤭 +1 if they have lube 🥵

I think contentment matters a lot.

so glad to find this thread. I lovee the smell of musky pits. Even the sight of sweat stains through shirts can turn me on. HMU if you have the same interests

Hmm ..thats what happened to me when i was younger. Always got an erection when i used the urinals, so i always go into the cubicles. Then one day i went to the urinals cause it was empty, suddenly halfway someone came in, and i was peeing halfway, then i realise he was peeping at me...i looked at his and it was hard...then i became hard also....then we both started to jerk off...then i realised...im gay ..

Really like bi/married guys, but do not know how to find them. The tot of them being able to f..k both sexes is such a turn on. Anyone can help ? tks

I don’t think I need Anxiety or Joy or Sadness… I have the only one emotions at all time, HORNY 🤣🤣🤣

hahaha good to hear all the review about kakiku,luckily i haven't been to kakiku for a while,i will still continue to go otot2 or oopss better hahaha

HMC ✔️✔️ Love your perseverance!

Do I get a pat on my back? 🤣

🏆 WELL DONE @JusteMoi 🏆 MOUSETRAP

笑你不承認自己是才男

Incorrect 🤣

Sigh prev my office in IP, but met two guys, both also were bad experiences, sad

23, 174, 62. looking for mature man. I'm a curious teen, full new here sorry! line me at 'samtpy98'

The games above look interesting but no budget to get new games. Hope to recoup my loss by downloading the new patch tonight! Unless delayed again...

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Incorrect HMC = 8 letters A ? ? E ? ? U ? ❌ - I

U earn $55k per year n yet can have $68k in credit card debt? What u spent for? Wife n children ar?

So not a strategy for Singapore citizens then.

Just now at Aperia swimming pool. U wearing tyr black, green speedo tanning at the side of the pool. U with ur friend or bf? Last Wednesday 19jun also u sun tanning here on the sun bathing chair. Wish to know you. Thank you.

About a 6 max. But not thick enuff in terms of girth but topped off by a massive mushroom head. Dark chocolate brown and turns almost black when hard with blood. its not a monster or anything impressive by any means.

🏆 WELL DONE @meltingsnow 🏆 I N C O G N I T O

Incognito

Yes, no doubts the place is actually beautiful and relaxing.

anyone in pasir ris/bedok aft 5pm

Boys don't cry

https://mothership.sg/2019/02/stealthing-sex-illegal-consent-singapore/ https://www.straitstimes.com/politics/parliament-proposed-changes-to-penal-code-allow-men-to-be-considered-rape-victims-and Stealthing is a CRIME in Singapore From the article: Stealthing, a relatively new term where one covertly removes a condom when consent had been given by the other partner for only condom-protected sex, will also be dealt with. A new provision under the Bill will criminalise situations where sexual activity is obtained by deception or false representation. This includes deception regarding the use of a sexually protective device or whether one is suffering from a sexually transmitted disease. "In such cases, while consent is not legally negated... the consent obtained is compromised, and there is risk of physical harm to the victim," said the Ministry of Home Affairs (MHA) in a release.

Not awkward at all. Where is it? I need to use.

Tampines is filled with hottie this afternoon

@ToughGuy can i join tele group please? My Id is bulbasaur96 Thanks!

Double Decker Guys..are like Chengdu scene. Lying back down, are ready Btms to be used by all ? or lying face up are tops, waiting to be seated on ? I saw many action up there. Lower decker, seems reverse...most lying down gets fucked

havent been playing skylines2 in a while since they botched the game. ive been playing manorlords for the past month since its released and its so great! also quite excited for the upcoming release of Anno 117: Pax Romana!

anyone at bedok mall now? hmu looking to suck or get sucked

12:56AM. Wednesday midnight. Or is it Thursday? A long day at work. Between chauffeuring my parents to the lawyer's office to oversee personal affairs, answering work on the go, and trying to prepare for an upcoming job interview with the hopes of securing better pay, thus a better life, I admitted defeat. The past few days have been mentally draining like never before. Clocking off work at 11:30PM, a standard no-no in my career ever. I have never had to OT close to the wee hours of the morning, but here in my new role, I am forced to take night calls and be willing to toil until midnight every other week. I hated this job. I knew from the very moment I accepted the job offer, I was doing it with a short-term gain in mind. It paid reasonably well, enough for me to amass few months of wealth, get a headstart in my 2024 financial curve, and then I'd high tail outta there when I secured an even better. But I was already dreading the job first day into it. Every week, the dreadful cycle repeats itself. Get up at 5:30AM, muck around in a daze before you start panicking and get dressed to leave the home between 7:00-7:15AM to avoid the morning after-school traffic. Every morning you speed across the highway to get to your workplace by 7:30-7:45AM, because legend has it if you arrive any later by 7:45AM, you can kiss your morning parking slots goodbye and pay $40 just to secure a parking lot in a godforsaken corporate building. True story. Tried and true. I once arrived at 8AM, and had to put up with a stupid Chinese aunty driving like her grandfather's road looking for a parking. Needless to say, I never got there anylater than 7:45AM. My new job? Nearing confirmation, things are peachy. Except when my senior said these harrowing words to me - "If you ever find yourself free, do ask for more work. We want to show the management you're worthy of confirmation." Deep down, I snickered. Yeah sure, drown in myself in work so you know I'm an asset to be abused? I have a love-hate relationship with my job. I'm leading people, educating, and nurturing them. But dealing with the unpredictability of clients? That's an absolute shitfest. It's hard to want to be an inspiration to your junior colleagues at work who look up to you, whom you have come to dote and protect because they are giving 120% to do the project you lead. But the top management makes it hard for managers like me to get shit done, but their utmost concern is sustaining the clients and therefore revenue. The cycle repeats itself daily. You would think, a hybrid model would help. But work never ends when you wfh. Anyway, long day. I elected to stop by my 2nd preferred Japanese restaurant to dine in. What happened to my first choice? I'll tell you in a few lines down. "I'll have a Japanese beef curry rice, please." Fully aware the calories it contains. But I was too tired to let the body dysmorphia in me get to me. I needed a comforting meal. I placed my order. The lady boss senses my frustration, reaches out to punch in the password to her 5G, as I looked down at 8PM and continued working away. Dinner came, I ate, I continued working until closing hours. There. Work's done, time to clock off. Whether I fucked up or made mistakes, let's save that for tomorrow morning. I walk over to the counter to pay my bills, engaged the lady boss in a brief chatter. "Take care," were her words every time I exited the restaurant. She meant it as a generic greeting, but it always tugs at my heartstring, almost if she was saying "Maybe this is the last time we'll each other." Though I know that's never the case. I get into the car, texted a Japanese friend, the daughter to the owner of my first-preferred Japanese restaurant. What happened to the place you ask? The owner had to return to Japan to seek treatment for a severe trachea inflammation, owing to years of chronic smoking and kitchen work. The lack of insurance coverage locally meant she had to fork out a fortune to treat herself. It was time, she thought to herself. Time to return to Japan, with her son in tow. While her daughter, my friend, remained in KL to seek living. They left, abruptly, without no goodbyes or farewell. I only knew from the daughter because I was close enough to get the inside scoop. Perhaps the mom saw her departure as an embarrassment and kept things under the wraps. "Oi, you at the usual place ka?" I casually greeted my Japanese friend, knowing full well honorifics and protocol were out of the window for more-than-Malaysian-than-myself-Japanese friend. "Ya, eating ramen now. Why ah?" I was driving, I couldn't reply any further, but I knew where she was. I drove over, in part because I wasn't ready to go home, in part because I missed seeing her and the mother (the owner), in part because I missed the nights I would stop by the Japanese restaurant and have a comfy meal, sit there and not have to think squats. Now it's all gone. I wanted to badly reminisce the nostalgia. I reach there. I see my friend with her boyfriend, also another friend of mine. "Oi, ma cibai, you come never tell ah? Ah good, come here, finish the beef tripe for us." I couldn't, because I was satiated. But seeing her, hearing her voice, her in that Malaysian accent that could anytime switch into that docile, soft-spoken Japanese voice, I knew I was home. I knew I was close enough to her to see her unhinged, unfiltered, and uncovered self. Figuratively. We chatted for an hour, caught up, before we parted ways. I need to bring this girl out more often, I reminded myself. She's young, her mom's in Japan, she's gonna need all the help she can get. One day, one day I'll take her out and go get Japanese groceries together. I walked around the block where her mom's Japanese restaurant used to be. I looked at the surroundings. Just two years ago, I was showing consistently every week to dine at their restaurant. We talk shit, we watched Japanese movie on the flat tv screen suspended midair. Life wasn't peachy, but it was comfortable. I am surrounded by people I love, who love me. Yet those years have gone by. I drive to another area in the neighborhood, a place where my gym used to be before I terminated membership over the pandemic. How the rich suburbs with a few neighborhood malls have transformed into a densely populated area. A mini business hub by the day, a place filled with foreigners and expatriates by the night. My last stop, I drive to an industrial area near home, where it is quiet, where I sit in the car, lock myself in there and immerse in the silence. I hate adulting, not growing up, not aging, but adulting. I hate that I am forced to inherit the intergenerational trauma that runs in the family, the fact that I am coming closer to the day I will lose my aging parents at any given time. I hate... I am stuck with a job I detest, but stay because the pay is so good, you relegate yourself to being at the behest and mercy of others. Seriously, I get paid massive to make the impossible, possible. Even though half the time, what it really is me having to deal with demented humans and their demented expectations. Such is life. As I reached home, I asked myself, would life be better if it was just a family of three, myself and my parents? It must be cruel of me to will my sister and brother out of existence, but I wished life was simpler. Then again, that imagined life must have challenges of its own. I know as time passes, people drift apart, things fall apart, money tears apart. But I always wished I could find that someone who believed in sheer optimism, who is all sunshine and smiles no matter how much rain the sky puts up. But I could never find that person. And I struggle to be that person. It was at that moment, I realized I was depressed. Always was and always will be. I'm not suicidal depressed, or am I? Perhaps the mental health word "passive suicidal tendencies" fit better. I could never do anything to myself, but mentally, I am beaten, bruised, and somewhat gone. I've not had mental peace for the longest time. But I pick myself and try to go through tomorrow anyway.

In the past tattoo was seen to be gangster secret society member. Today it is cool and makes the person look more alpha

Need to find contentment with what u have in life and happiness will follow suit. And the ability to get hard as we age.

anyone around orchard or great world city area? wanna top someone (with condom and lube) looking for slim/average with nice butt and tight hole

Hello everyone, thanks @IkuTube for the announcement. Have been a member here for a long time and BW has always been my 'getaway' place from work stress, etc. From reading real/fictitious stories/experiences of members in a blog to the current forum format, we've come a long way. Not forgetting when SgBoy/Trevvy died out, quite some members there flocked over and making it more regional. So, I thought why not volunteer to help out in moderating this forum during my spare time. Being new, I would of course need the guidance of the more experienced moderators. Having said that, I probably would be stepping on some people's toes here to get the job done. I know it is likely going to be a thankless & tireless work moving forward, but let's all work together for a better community we are in yeah. Personally, my believe is such that we should all be able to coexist together, with all our differences. Like one moderator said to me, which I truly agree, that BW existed for our benefits so that we could all connect/mingle/interact with one another, let's not take it for granted that this is our entitlement, and misused it yeah. Everyone's support is definitely appreciated, cheers! P/S: do avoid asking me my member profile, so that I could help without giving anyone prejudice/preferential treatment yeah. Thank you. 🙏

Roids or anabolic small package low testosterone, bad skin, big ego will deny anything (arrogant) bad dancer can be bully so this kind of people (not all) they also tend to look for their type we just need to tap their weaknesses like running they can't run fast...IPPT I run way faster then them...tell them take your PCT yet brah? Haha and dress better in gym outfits, smell nicer & stylish. Even my fitness ladies can tell they r str8 or not haha n laugh about it.... So my answer is NO. Even if saw at any gay saunas nope at all! Not interested but can be hi/bye friends since we both love fitness n since fitness is life u have ya way! I am have my own way! I am a proud marathoner who cut bulk ripped defined swole n sex! Can't wait for my next IPPT! Woot!

It’s a workplace lunchtime hive with throngs of corporate crowd on weekdays, and relatively empty except for rock climbers on weekends. A few of the younger fitter climber dudes are occasional eye candy fodder, if you’re lucky. 😉

Any chub mature top above 60 want to fuck 33/165/52 btm.

20 year old super chub here want to get sucked... quite sensitive but super horny.. also into light bondage and groping also

Finally my delts are back after cb 😆