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Oh, thanks for pointing that out. Ya, I just went n check, CCTV above the last sink aiming at the entrance. The urinal is separate room, so won't be able to see the action. But will be able to see if same person keep going in and out of the same toilet

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Unless one is getting renoma, Byford or bush puppies, oversea brands are cheaper to get them online. That’s what I do for my underwear. The thing I like getting from brick and mortar shop is that I can feel the material and check on the cutting. The thing that irritates me most from brick and mortar shop is the aunty sales woman keeps following me around. I feel uncomfortable sharing my liking of underwear w another stranger who is a woman. Then at the cashier, she will need to take out the price tag attached to the underwear to scan.

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There are some early morning days where you’d want nothing more than to walk down into the park in the dark, meet a stranger, feel his thick, long, hard cock, let him strip off all my clothes, bend me over a bench, feel and caress my fully naked body all over, and plunge his thick hardon cock fast and deep inside me and piston fuck the daylights out of me… This is one of those breathless needy yearning mornings. 🥴🤤

So recently I met this guy at the Apple store. Here's what happened. It was freaking hot on a weekend around 5ish, and I was out walking my dog in the neighbourhood. Given the heat, every time we walked by a store, and the doors opened, my dog wanted to go in to cool off. So finally, we arrived at the Apple store who had their a/c blasting, and given the concrete floor which was cool, my dog promptly lied down and refused to move. I finally carried him to one of the side areas so that he is out of the way, and just let him be. As I sat next to him by the window seat, he started attracting attention from the staff and customers. He is very cute and friendly. Several people stopped by to pet him etc. and my dog was enjoying every bit of attention. At some point. a guy sat next to me, he was waiting for one of the tech people to come down to help him. We started chatting, and I supposed my dog is a great wingman. The guy and I flirted a little, and we exchanged numbers using this new iPhone to iPhone bumped feature that one of the staff showed us. Later that evening, he texted me, and we met for a drink. It was ok. He was nice and everything, but not a match.

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By today's living standard; a tip should not be less than $10. Generally masseurs working at establishment are not well paid plus the commission they get for each booking is also not much; hence a generous tip is what the masseur hopes for after he delivered a good massage. If he gets $20 tip per day and working 25 days; he would be richer by $500. Considering most of the masseurs are from Malaysia, China or Indonesia; converting S$500 into their local currencies is a lot of money. It It is alright not to tip home based masseurs but please tip the masseurs working at establishment.

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Mine was last year and this year. And yes, it's pure luck! It's not a known cruising spot. Which I feel, makes it even more exciting, going in not knowing if/when you'll get lucky hehe. And when you unexpectedly see someone getting a hard on in the urinal is a thrilling feeling

I can confirm this. GF toilet near MyNews/Batik and the other one near Max Fashion. But my luck is not as good as yours as I've only had 3 encounters haha. All happen during weekend late afternoons. I then tried to observe the place or cruise more within the next few weekends when I'm there but no luck. Feels dead. Mostly family and no cruisers. I suspect the 3 times I was successful might be a case of pure luck by being at the right place at the right time. Was your encounter recent? Mine was about 2 years ago.

Just thought I'd drop a review of my trip for:- Prime Massage - weekday at about 1.30pm - I managed to get a walk-in 90 minute oil massage. Maybe it was early in the day. Only managed to get one massage this trip as I only needed one! The masseuse was very firm and got all my knots, that I was sore the next day and was in no shape to get tenderised again. Ran out of time on my third day. I tipped 250 THB. The Quarter Silom - I think this will be my go-to hotel in Bangkok now. Book yourself a slightly larger room with balcony. It was clean however the aircond did smell a bit musky - probably from the humidity of Bangkok. Walls are a bit thin, can hear room neighbours having a conversation. It is VERY CRUISY. Everytime I walked into the reception foyer, gym or the breakfast room, I felt like I had walked into a gay sauna and I was the 'fresh meat' with the eyes looking. The breakfast food spread was not bad for a small hotel - but not what some might expect eg. noodle bar or egg station - be realistic for the cost of the hotel. The gym is small and basic-to-OK equipped to maintain major muscle groups, however it is full of young local men that sit at machines and are there for literally hours...you can do the math. I had fun in the steamroom however on 2 days of my stay. Be discreet please as staff do check and there are straight patrons. DJ Station and GOD - Unfortunately I only got to go for one night out of the 3 nights I was here as I went during the Buddhist Lent festival which meant that Saturday and Sunday nights, they were closed. The Friday I went, it was busy - entry to both is 400THB each. DJ required me to show ID which I used a photo of my passport on my phone. I enjoyed DJ more than GOD as I personally got more "eye contact" with guys. GOD was just so busy and dark it was a meat factory, like animals in an abattoir. You can't see much, and you can't meet anyone. Music abruptly ended at 2.51am and the bright lights came on and they closed shop. Maxwell Onsen - close to The Quarter, but a bit of a walk from Sala Daeng station. Entry is 580THB (correction). Crowd is mostly below 40, of Asian descent. Very easy on the eye, but also very competitive as a result. Service is good, except for the front counter ladyboss. Food was karaage chicken or kimchi pork bowl. I had a funny moment when I went, as there were two Caucasian men who were obviously straight and wore their jinbai pants downstairs in the pools and sauna. I asked them what were they doing and advised them that the place is a gay and bisexual venue..they didn't know as they just googled "sauna near me". We all had a good laugh about it, I advised them not to go into the steam room. They left soon after anyway. The action happens in the steamroom and it gets packed. It's a dark steam room, and not illuminated like Zen, so be wary. Other than that, it was mostly just retail therapy at Chatuchak/Platinum Fashion mall and eating street foods. Also, side note, if you're using Grindr - you're not in SG anymore. Don't start with a message/demand of "pic" when you have zero profile photos or one very blur photo and the other person has 3 or 4 clear profile photos. I scolded someone for that, and I knew they were from SG before I even asked and got blocked lol. Grow up and be respectful. I hope this helps to those going in the future.

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My mind raced with a mix of excitement and nervousness. What if the place was sketchy? What if the photos were misleading? As I finally emerged from the other end of the market, I took a deep breath, relieved to be out in the open again. The familiar sounds of the city gradually returned, pulling me back into the present. Google Maps indicated that I was near, and I could see that the location I was heading to was an apartment building in the distance, its facade blending in with the surrounding buildings. It looked decent enough, but my nerves were still on edge. As I finally reached the apartment building that resembled an office complex, I took a deep breath and glanced around. The building had a sleek glass facade and doors that required card access. I could see the lobby within, modern and well-lit, but I was quite sure I wouldn’t be able to get in on my own. Taking a seat on a nearby bench, I pulled out my phone and messaged through the app, letting them know I was outside and describing my outfit so the masseur could find me easily. The service agent replied almost immediately, acknowledging my message. Even with this prompt response, the seconds felt like hours as I waited for my masseur. Someone walked over, disregarded the "No smoking" sign on the wall and lit up a cigarette. The smell wafted uncomfortably close as I shifted anxiously on the bench, trying to ignore the distraction and focus on the upcoming experience. Despite the delay and the unexpected company, I reminded myself that this was part of the adventure — a story to tell once the nerves settled and the massage began. Would the experience live up to the reviews? I was about to find out.

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For goodness sake, if you are a MEN, please sign up as a member before giving ALL sorts of NONSENSICAL remarks... dun use GUEST GUEST to put sarcastic remarks on others. What a Big Time LOSERs. Wondering why GOD create LOSERs like you !!!!

It's true that sometimes those uncles can be a little too pushy and I think you should stay calm no matter what and you'll have a great time too. Sometimes I get dragged by those aggressive uncles who squeeze your chest so hard. It's so painful, uncle! We are here to have fun, not go home with marks on our bodies! Not everyone likes to have marks on their body and some are remained for discreet as well privacy…. Do think about others when having fun, too!

Do not mention!!!! The places are running as private and discreet. Not openly published their service. Visit at own risk.

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Juz dun talk or MOAN too loudly! Bad acoustics, too much hard surface, every sound gets reverberated through the entire place.

Maybe this guide can help you pick. Ask for them by name and they will be forced to let you have the person unless he is already engaged. The "guide" is entirely subjective, as I am an extremely prejudiced person, so heed at your own risk! The masseurs at Waterspa are: Eugene - mature skinny old-timer with some attitude, only Sporean in practice James - nastier version of Boo-Boo, Yogi's sidekick, with superlative massage skills Ah Feng - a bit scrawny but has mind-blowing techniques Derrick - accommodating and cerebral, with a tai-chi technique that makes your qi go wild Lester - 小猪 (Show Lo, Taiwanese singer) doppelganger, moody at times Alan - newbie from Cloud9, still a bit green, incapable of concealing annoyance

yes yes.. totally. https://youtu.be/mWI71q_o2no?feature=shared And above YouTube video (at 5:05 minute point) of Kazuto…. omg my heart skipped a few beats

They installed a CCTV in this toilet, just outside the inner last cubicle, but the area captured could be very limited as the sides of the CCTV are covered by some custom made metal plates. So, not sure if it would capture the actions at the urinals 🤔

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Anyone going to bodybuilding competitions on Sundays 18 and 25 Aug? Or anyone wants to join me in volunteering for them? (I previously volunteered once last year)

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I prefer it when a place is cruisy. Relying purely on random luck to cruise aimlessly can sometimes cause me to waste a lot of time haha. I'm a bit impatient but thank you so much for sharing. Glad to know a fellow cruiser is having fun as well at this particular mall lol.

pic why you so mean picha the angmohs' lobang 580thb not 480thb

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U just need a buddy like me go for a walk or hike or jog then surprise u by grabbing u one corner force kneel down on u n let u sniff n choke till u gagged or till my satisfaction haha I did it few times from few requested brahs some love it unexpected adventure I think it so fun haha

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Turns out I've been cruising in the wrong toilets at KL sentral... It was super exciting on the way back to take the MRT, I accidentally saw a toilet, went it and check it out and it was the cruisy toilet. OMG, the amount of guys crusing there! So hot!!!

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I was once so horny and cock hungry that when I had finished jerking a load out of a hookup after a long edging session, I immediately took his dick back into my mouth and started sucking and deepthroating with reckless abandon. I was orally edging his post-orgasm, hypersensitive penis. Despite his pleas that he was about to pee, I didn't stop. He soon lost control and released a gush of salty, acrid piss into my mouth. I reflexively withdrew and spat out his piss onto the floor. You would think that that would have snapped me out of my cock lust right? Alas, you'd be wrong, as I dove right back onto his cock and started assaulting his overstimulated glans again, deepthroating him to the hilt while tugging on his balls. It was only a moment of time before he involuntarily released another stream of yellow nectar into my mouth. He seemed shocked and embarrassed in the aftermath. TLDR: I accidentally made a dude pee in my mouth.

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Looks like someone has started to post photo here. Heheh. Good start, get going.

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I learned the term Straight Acting in my very young days as a 13-year-old boy. And I got the basics right — live my life as if my hands were literally tied. No broken wrists, no floppy hands, no dainty gesturing. I always thought of this as my early-days survival mode: Blend in, don’t stand out. And I think I did well. But while I could always control my hormones and reign in sexual feelings towards other boys, there was no way I could control emotions towards my friends, especially those who were so close to me they treated me like their own brother. In upper secondary, I got close to my classmate D and our friendship took us from the classroom to the bedroom. But in a brotherly sort of way. After school, we would hang out at nearby food courts. Sometimes, we would take a quiet bus ride and head for Orchard Road and roamed the streets in our school uniform. On weekends, we’d go cycling or rollerblading. Soon, we grew close enough and he began staying overnight in my room on some weekends. I remember the first night he stayed over. It wasn’t planned. We had simply chatted way too much and he had missed the last bus. D was comfortable enough to stay over but he slept in his own clothes. That night, I intentionally placed a bolster between us because I knew that gesture was what any recommended guide or textbook would call for — be the first to say it’s gay to sleep so close to another boy, and you’d have earned yourself trust. I couldn’t sleep well that night. Not with D just separated from me by my bolster. Not when I could hear D’s light breathing. I recall seeing his tall, lean frame crouched like a prawn in my bed, his 1990s floppy fringe covering half his face. From that night, D and my friendship grew. To him, it was because I had trusted him enough to give him shelter that night, an act of brotherly care. To him, it was because he had seen the Adam outside the classroom. How my primary school trophies lined up on my book shelf spoke about my earlier years, how chosen photo displays of our common friends framed my social life. And how books on my shelves hinted at the future I wanted for myself. D would never know that to me, our friendship grew because it went beyond the Yellow Line… and I was no longer in the friend zone with D. For months after our first night together, I struggled with a mix of emotions: The joy of D vocalising and demonstrating our newfound closeness and the fear of falling even more deeply for him. The second time D slept over, he was lying on my bed like it belonged to him. In a casual — and I’m certain, non-sexual way — D asked me to massage his thighs because the cycling that day had worn him out. As I reached for his thighs, I felt as if the invisible ropes that bound my hands had magically dissolved. This was the time when I could be myself, I thought. Can I afford to be free? Do I dare venture further? I pounded D’s thighs with as much boredom and dread as I could make him feel. D rolled his eyes and said “no… here. It’s hurting here” and proceeded to guide my wrist to his inner thigh. Even in my sudden gush of excitement for what I thought could be possible between us, years of having my hands tied led to my natural instinct to kick in. I resisted. D laughed and said “relax. It’s just here. Don’t be gay.” I reluctantly relented and complained about being made a servant so that our lives and friendship wouldn’t dangerously veer off track. My heart pounded rapidly but years of acting allowed me to stay calm. Bored of this massage even. That night, there was no bolster between D and me. But I felt the furthest away from him. I couldn’t sleep but the thoughts running through my head weren’t of lust and hope. They were of restraint and fear. I really had the urge to mindlessly turn over and slump one leg over D as if he were my bolster. He wouldn’t have minded, I know. But I would. The fear of losing D was too much to bear. Sometimes, when I think back of this intimate episode, I would always wonder how D would have responded if I initiated — or, for all I know, reciprocated — physical touch. But I also take pride in self control. A moment of lust, a lifetime of distance was what I feared most. Today, D is married with two lovely kids whom I watch growing up. D is now aware that I’m gay and he has seen my partner J. D was extremely surprised because he never once suspected. And that’s all he’ll ever know.

Tried working out nude last week on a weekday afternoon. Quite hesitant at first since it was visibly day time (and yes there's the unnerving security camera), but told myself it's just like an onsen. Surprisingly there were a few people gymming at that time, though only one other was nude. As expected, it was difficult to stay hard while working out. Had to rub it out in between sets just to look impressive in the mirror, and maybe for that added testosterone. When I was done with the workout, a few people came over to touch me. Ended up getting edged on the bench (someone even turned up with lube). Didn't want to finish there, but I was pinned down (albeit willingly) and shot all over the floor. As a responsible gym user, I did clean up after myself. It was quite exhilarating to be exhibiting in broad daylight and to get to admire myself in my full glory in the mirror.

Ended work early on Wednesday and decided to just pop by impromptu. Had another amazing time. While I was in the maze, a tall and muscular dude asked if I needed a massage cuz he overheard me mentioning that my body was aching from the gym earlier. Had a good massage followed by some really good sex lol, definitely my first time experiencing something like that.

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