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1st avenue is no more safe for cruising. The guard already know whats happening inside the toilet. But still have some people go there for cruising. The regulars are ; - tall pakistani guy with collar shirt - 3-4 uncles standing nearby 7-eleven (2nd or 3rd floor) gossiping each other and check grindr. - 2 or 3 person cruising with bags and wearing facemask. - one chubby guy with collar who always look like he just awaked from a bad dream. - one short uncle with many bags and wearing specs, always enter the 4th floor toilet. - and one creepy malay guy who always following you around. Prangin mall seems quiet but be careful. There's one uncle who sell souvenirs at level 2 or 3, he already know and can sense the cruising scene. He always stands outside of his shop and look around.

U2 is getting more disgusting . Went on Sunday around 4pm. The crowd was ok, not many Chinese came on that day but many Malays (mostly sissy) and some bears. I dont know whats wrong with the steam room but some people suka hati press the button until the steam stopped for 10mins. The steam sometimes pause for a reason, just dont fking press the button and act like you own the place. If cannot tahan then go out from the steam room, simple as that, nobody cares. After awhile in the steam room, i entered the dark room. Not so dark as previous, but the floor was sticky with semen and i smell shit and poppers. With no proper ventilation, the whole dark room seems like welcoming alot of diseases. The scene was not nice. Few people standing near the red light and do nothing, waiting like prostitute and some sitting at the table, laugh and talk shit about people (glad i understand chinese a bit) Went back to the steam room. I smell poppers again. Fking hell. Please use brain next time, not everyone can tahan with popper's smell. Oh forgot, poppers make u brainless. And be aware those who always bring phone everywhere, sometimes they will secretly took picture and post on twitter to reveal the place, you might be inside the post too. Used to love this place, but this time, with a lot of pondans and drugs. Nope 2/10.

Also visited Bangunan Lip Sin as many BW members shared information. In fact, it is a great building with great food, restaurants, salons, beauty centers and offices. There are also men's and women's toilets on each floor. It's a public toilet, I think there are 5 floors in total. I think the most cruisy toilets are on the second and third floors. I bumped into one or two people going in and out of the toilet. I knew at a glance that this toilet was a place where people usually cruise. No action was taken as I just wanted to explore the place. Of all the cruising toilet spots, I think the Bangunan Lip Sin toilets will be the cleanest, most comfortable and private. Additionally, the toilet has a ceiling fan installed. That's really cool. You won't feel hot while you're having fun there. I'm not sure what time the peak was, but I'm sure it is definitely a place in action and peoples cruising around. Also, it depends on luck! You can check it out and let me know your experience. Have fun! New cruising venues unlocked!

I’m not really into anal, or maybe haven’t found the right one, but side fun has always left me quite satisfied. I just love the sensation of being manhandled, groped and molested. Blowjobs are great too. Super into oil massages and workout encounters, and I suppose it’s because they make me feel sexy and wanted and when I finally release it feels almost divine.

It’s interesting reading the accounts of others who have declared (or tried to declare) 302 during their NS. I was enlisted in January of 2002 and while initially enthusiastic about my Commando posting as I was pretty fit and naively eager to earn that coveted red beret, I very quickly learnt my limits and the ridiculous degree to which they expected recruits to perform with very little recovery time. I made it all the way through BMT and then when BCT came along which was another 12 weeks of hell but amped up, I heard on the grapevine that a guy from another platoon had declared 302 at the MO and been immediately released into the LOBO bunk the next day. By that point the LOBO bunk was already half filled with ten or so guys who had been downgraded due to injuries mostly due to the tactless training regimen that basically wore out joints in a matter of weeks, and in the course of constantly rushing around up and down four flights of stairs (we were only allowed to use the toilets on our company level on the fourth floor because part of the training involved inconveniencing privates in all possible situations so that we would never meet the unrealistic time limits and have to suffer multiple rounds of pushups or running to touch trees or whatever diabolical shit the trainers could think of) we would enviously pass the LOBO bunk where our out-of-course mates would be lounging about with nothing to do except sleep the floor or run the occasional errand. It was like a prisoner-of-war scene in which those who had betrayed their country were now living in luxury while the patriots suffered for their principles and were shown what they could be enjoying, if only they would just give in. So I finally made it to the MO the next day on the pretext of being physically ill, and fortunately got the ‘nicer’ one, the one who didn’t shout ‘You Chi bai, stop chao-kenging!’, Who listened to my confession of being gay and attracted to one of my platoon mates (I made that up - I had not gotten an erection for more than three weeks due to the stress despite the fact that there were many good-looking guys in the camp, my brain had literally no time to process naughty thoughts). I had to exaggerate as much as possible to effect an immediate OOC status and a 302 - PES E chop on my medical dossier. Sadly that was not to be. I was sent back to normal duty much to the ire of my Trainers who knew my MO visit was an excuse to get out of training for a few hours and made sure I made up for it for the rest of the day. This went on for about two more weeks until one Sunday I decided that I would rather go AWOL and suffer the consequences of DB than go through commando training ad Infinitum. I just wanted one more day of freedom. So I took a bus aimlessly from home and left my parents a note on my desk saying I was sorry for disappointing them but I could not take it anymore and I hope they understood. I was not suicidal, but it did at the time sound like a suicide note and it might have ultimately been what had saved me from DB. My parents filed a missing persons report and informed my camp of my absence while I stayed the night at a cheap motel and when I was eventually traced to my location via a phonecall I tried to make to my parents from the motel phone, the police came and I thought ‘Thia is it. This is DB.’ Turns out they were just the civilian police resolving and closing a missing persons file and had nothing else to do with me. I was allowed to stay at home for the day while my OC and platoon commander came to the house to make sure I was fine. They were as understanding as they could be in that professional brusque military manner that they had to uphold, and told me that they were worried that the note I had left my parents seems to imply much worse than had actually transpired. I think they were relieved they didn’t have a suicide on their hands, especially since the medical report (And fortnightly ‘welfare’ checks asking us how we were dealing with training, to which I had already raised a few issues) would have brought up a lack of adequate response to my concerns. The OC decided to cover up the AWOL case completely by altering the company attendance records and I assumed liaised with the MO to downgrade me with immediate effect. So far so good. However, what was tactlessly done was that he had brought up with my parents the MO’s report of my declaring 302 as a reason as to why I went AWOL. My parents, for.a couple of years prior to NS, already had uncomfortable confrontations with me about my sexuality after discovering embarrassing things like gay literature or internet search histories (they dug deep to drag me right out of the closet kicking and screaming with the hopes I would be shamed into following the straight and narrow path) so now they had another reason to blame homosexuality for their weak-willed son. How would they explain to friends and relatives why he wouldn’t be getting a red beret after all? Part of the procedure of being in 302 limbo was that it was officially not in my medical record (I think to circumvent any bureaucratic formalities for the commando camp) was that I had to go for bi-weekly psychiatric sessions at the CMPB building far from my new unit which I was posted to (my PES status also remained an A). It was a confusing affair: I had two counsellors, one guy who concluded that it was okay to be gay and to just go out and live my best gay life after the army, and a conservative lady who tried to dissect my childhood to find instances of sexual abuse or neglect and told me that while she empathised with my situation, Homosexuality was still ultimately an aberration against God and society at large. And no good could come of it for me in the Long run. She also asked the famous question, ‘if homosexuality is to be accepted, where do we morally draw the line? Pedophilia? Bestiality?’ On two occasions, one with each counsellor, my parents had to come and sit in for what would be very uncomfortable chats where we tried to talk about me being gay with the counsellor as mediator. The male counsellor tried his best to be rational but I still remember when he asked my mother, ‘Do you accept you son as he is, knowing how much he has to go through?’ She sniffled into a tissue and said relentingly and unconvincingly, ‘Yes.’ I could sense the humiliation she felt having to talk to a stranger about her gay son. She would rather have one less person know about it, but the numbers were adding up. That was all the official business about my trying to declare 302 in NS. I think the initial humiliation I felt did indeed make me a lot bolder in a way, I felt since I had trudged through the hardest part of coming out, I would make light of the fact I was gay from then on. My company mates at my new infantry unit were mostly pretty fine with it, and I expected the usual boorish bum sex jokes and even played to them. The rest of my two years went by without much fuss and I dare say I even have good memories of some of those days.

Hate to say this sometimes. Im hard again lol

Having been curious for a long time, I finally explored the Red Wall. Thanks to the BW members for sharing and letting me know where the RedWall is. Indeed, this is a great place to visit. There are a lot of glory holes around and the partitions between the cubicles and the cubicles wall are made of plastic. Creating a glory hole is easy. No matter how many holes they taped, new holes were bound to appear. There are 3-4 people cruising around from noon to evening. Plus, get some blowjobs in the gloryhole. The only bad thing about the venue is the cleaners. Be careful with the cleaners, through eye contact I can see they do know what is going on in the toilets and they know what you are doing. Therefore, be alert! Now that I know how to get to the Red Wall, it’s easy to go and it’s definitely a great place to explore. If anyone knows what the peak times are for RedWall cruises, please let me know! New cruising venues unlocked!

Such a nice weather to lay our egg no wonder people cruise ...

You know them ? Tell them to fk off and find new hobbies.

Just curious, how you know he's straight? Or how you know who is ShortorLong referring to?

can try 兰湘 at people park complex level 1 face to main road, got individual room with curtain close. more to chinese style but the masseur skill is good.

I am discreet married Chinese from North Malaysia. 178 88 42 Chi. Top ver. Decent looking, short hair, not fair, with some tummy. Tried to be bottom before few times but I don’t seem like enjoy it. Like deep kissing and oral. Anal really depends on chemistry. Rarely have sex with my wife recent years as her reaction really turned my down (always showing an unhappy face whenever I hint her for sex- push me away once I cum and she not only hate to blow me but also to kiss). I rather masturbate 2-3 times a week nowadays 😅 Travel to KL for work sometimes alone- periodically but not so often. Sometimes once to twice every 2-3 months but some of the months I rarely going south. I will normally stay around bukit bintang or Midvalley depend on my company arrangement.

I haven't been to U2 in years for the reasons you mention. It would have to be the filthiest sauna I've ever been to. And the old Chinese guys are such a turn off. Not because of their age but because they treat you like public property that they can just grab and molest. It's a shit hole of a place.

Just wanted to share that one of my fantasies came true earlier today! I have always had a fantasy where I wanted to try getting sucked/sucking someone while they are in a zoom meeting (school/work) but like realistically IRL it is very hard to achieve as it is very hard to find like minded people to try and also if he "reacts" too much, he might get sounded out in the call. I guess for me the fantasy is like doing something naughty "under the desk" while the other is trying to put on a straight face in a serious setting like work meeting or school meeting However, today I managed to contact a guy who is around the same age as me. He stays right around my school and I head over to his house after I have finished my lecture. He texted me before I reached that he was in a group zoom meeting discussing about a Final Year Project for his course, he was the only one at home and he would leave his front door open. He told me when I am at the void deck, I should give him a heads up and he would leave the main door unlocked. His position of his study table is like perpendicular to the door of his room (like from where he sit, when he turn his head to the right, he will be facing the door), so when I reach, I was supposed to crawl from the door, out of the camera range to under his table and start my service. When I reached and popped my head into the room, I can see that he is the typical nerdy guy with round glasses wearing a school t-shirt and shorts, my heart was pounding very wildly as I crouched and slowly crawled to where he is seated, all the while he did not turn his head to look at me or acknowledge me. When I reached to where his legs are, he shifted a little bit to allow me to crawl under the table and between his legs and spread his legs for me. I wasted no time to pull down his pants and started to touch his dick a little, at this moment it is still soft and wasn't responsive, so I used my hands to stimulate it a little bit until it got around 40% hard and I proceeded to put it in my mouth and give him a blowjob. I was so engrossed and focus on sucking and perfecting my technique, paying attention to the head and trying to minimize the sound made due to the sucking and saliva, all the while listening to him trying to communicate with his groupmates on the details of the project, which turned me on even more and motivated me to go faster. After about 10 minutes he started to move and wriggle a little bit in his chair and I knew he was getting close, I refused to slow down my speed and instead focused more on the sucking movements, soon, I felt a distinct twitch from his dick and his hips thrusting upwards and I felt warm liquid hitting my mouth, in which I stopped the up and down movements and I swapped to a sucking sensation like drinking water from a straw, like I was determined to suck out every last drop of cum from him. I counted 7 strong shots of cum into my mouth where I swallowed every drop. After that I left him there where he continued his discussion with his teammates, crawled my way to his door and left his home satisfied. I received a message from him where he told me that this was one of his most enjoyable sexual encounters and that we could make this a regular this in the future

Triceps are one of the most underrated muscles in a guy for sure, especially when well trained they’re rock solid and there are a lot of different muscles which make them feel really strong. I don’t have big triceps but one of my favourite sensations is having my triceps grabbed when I’m leaning back on my arms getting blown.

Hmmm I would want to brainwash and feminize him. Let him start HRT. Turning him into a cuckold while finding a suitable wife for him and turn them into a submissive couple.

Same story Pmed , telegram all no response

Anybody going tonight? I will be there 1130pm. Pm me...

I tried before LCK cemetery (in the middle of the night)staircase facing road ,car,van,park toilet,cc toilet, East Coast park facing the sea. Old Tampines off road trail. Bedok reservoir water area.

Anyone going to cw today?

Idk man maybe he just lonely and horny, or he think he is everyone's type.

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would yall want to fk and use a caged guy if u see him?

Faber tower toilet same floor as gym

Thank you, I have forgotten this! You are the best @yhtang

There was no one hanging around the Moon Gate Black Pipe Trail and I just came back from there. Let's take a look at Raffles Park tonight.

Lets start a chat group on sounding...

U put date n time, sure got ppl facial on U if U can suck so many

Visiting KL 2nd-6th September , staying in Bandar Utama...into light fun, sexy underwear (jockstrap/thongs), spanking, edging. 39 165 67 hairy Caucasian

Married daddy 44 Chinese here looking to be grope and maybe dick rubbing dick with underwear on keen pm me

I can confirm that the toilets at Big C are cruisy. I had a very quick look at the level 2 and 3 toilets (mid afternoon) There were obvious cruisers in each facility. Unfortunately probably only one out of the 6 or 7 guys I saw was OK looking. The others not really my veg. Also went to Yunomori Sathorn. Feels like majority gay, everybody's eyes all wondering. Sort of a frustrating place, as there is no where to play in there. Only can touch touch under the milky pool. I guess that is better than nothing. Especially for guys who do not want to go to an overtly gay sauna/onsen.

Not sure if the toilets are safe... maybe can try those display tents in decathalon!!! 🤣🤣🤣 Carpark probably good for car fun depending the time of the day...!!!

1. Name: waiting for love 2. Age: 43 3. Height: 1.83 4. Weight: 87kg 5. Role: top (needs practise as I anal only with dates) / side 6. Interests/hobbies: music, movies, gyms at FF, plays nintendo switch, goes to arcade for claw machines to destress, hiking etc. I stay in the north west / west region and I stay alone on weekdays at my own flat. 7. Self-description: been told that I’m a sweet and caring guy by the last person who dated but I guess it takes two hands to clap. I guess 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. 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 but I think a relationship starts from lust to love to companionship. If we are dating, I hope we are dating to get committed at the end. 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 me, let me know and I can fix it. Talk it through when we have quarrels or fights. 9. Would be nice if he stays alone too and in the west too, if that happens. Life’s too short for dramas. 10. i don’t believe that in a relationship; both need to be like “peas in a pod”, sometimes I believe if you like someone, you will try to change for the person if he is worth it. 11. I believe that a relationship should start from lust, love, and eventually kinship/family, not sure if this is realistic but this is what I felt. if you really are keen to have a date, to know each other more, message me. 12. Lastly, we do not need to be like peas in a pod, I think if there is some similar things we like, that would be good. I always believe in a relationship, you complement each other and let each other learn from each other for the better.

Hello Guys! Happy August to you! I have a last min slot for tmr 3.30pm if anyone is interested. Please reply me by 1.30pm. Thank you I'm really thankful for the opportunity to serve this community. In general, everyone is very nice and take cares of me but this has occur a little too often and it has really wasted my time which equals to opportunity to serve other. hence i will be doing this: For anyone who misses their 1st appt with me (last min cancellation, no show, no valid reason), you are still available to book the next round but i will collect 50% of deposit as a safety net for myself. I don't up my price just because I do outcall or I factor in transport fee. I just want my pricing to be reasonable and affordable but people take advantage of me. For an example, This client has been arranging with me very last min appt and I can't as i have explained many times here. I saw a possible slot and i offered to him first because i felt bad that i have not been able to arrange one. He took it up not before he asked alot of other stuffs which i don't care to say here. 1.5hr before the session, i texted to double confirm as it's a late call and i don't want to make a wasted trip. he didn't reply until 15mins before our agreed time and will only be home 30mins after our agreed time. I asked politely if he still wanted a msg and if he doesn't reply me by a certain time then i will head back home as i have been waiting for an reply for 1.5hrs. Long story short, just through our text, he said i was too pissed to massage. I was like if i'm pissed i won't even bother texting, confirming and asking. I was willing to wait provided he gave me an exact reply which he didn't. So yeah, this person can arrange again but i will make sure i collect an deposit. Sorry for the rant. Have a great day ahead

Went this afternoon and saw this guy with nice physique walking around naked and shower without closing the curtain. But he is about to leave while I just reached… too bad.. Anyway the massage provided by GSpa is really good and for those who never try a scrub should give it a try as well…

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This Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 by Chopin is precious! It must be quite difficult to play on the guitar! There is a much, much easier way to play it: with the original piano composition by Chopin. This preserves the lyricism and also chromaticism of the original music of Chopin. Here is a good interpretation:

Posted mine before in 2019 and now again in 2024~

Call me old fashion. I prefer traditional sex where anal penetration is involved.

Heh

Hello there

Hairy enough? 🤭

https://the-singapore-lgbt-encyclopaedia.wikia.org/wiki/Category_302 Category 302 (Cat 302 or simply 302 for short) is a medical code used to classify personnel in the Singapore Armed Forces (SAF) who are "homosexuals, transvestites, paedophiles, etc.", as stated in a confidential directive. Gay soldiers who declare their sexual orientation to the army medical officers are shunted into this category, a practice which gives rise to much of the discrimination they face during National Service. Origin This medical code is derived from an outdated version of the ICD's (International Classification of Diseases) codes for mental disorders. The ICD is the World Health Organisation's (WHO) healthcare classification system which provides a system of diagnostic codes for categorising diseases for epidemiological, health management and clinical purposes. Singapore's civilian as well as military medical establishments have implemented the ICD system to classify all diseases in the republic since the 1970s. The SAF's Category 302 bears exactly the same number as the now-defunct ICD-8 (ICD-8th revision, published in 1965) and ICD-9's (ICD-9th revision, published in 1975) codes for psychosexual disorders. "Code 302" in the ICD-8 was the classification for "Sexual deviation"[1] and in the ICD-9 for "Sexual deviations and disorders"[2]. At the time of the ICD-9's publication in 1975, homosexuality, together with zoophilia, paedophilia and satyriasis, amongst others, was included under Code 302. However, a landmark development was the removal of "homosexuality" from inclusion under Code 302 in the ICD-9 by the World Health Organisation in 1990. In its place was inserted "Ego-dystonic homosexuality"[3]. This change was long overdue as the world's most influential bible for psychiatric diagnosis, the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders (DSM), published by the American Psychiatric Association had removed homosexuality from its list of mental disorders in 1973. The ICD is currently in its 10th revision (ICD-10, published in 1992) and its Chapter V, which deals with mental and behavioural disorders, has overhauled its predecessor's codes entirely - the number 302 is nowhere to be found. Procedure after coming out during NS Coming out as gay during National Service is popularly called "declaring 302". The official procedures which the soldier are subjected to are governed by confidential directives and as such, are opaque to the general public. Moreover, these dictates are under periodic review as the cohort of native-born Singaporean males liable for National Service is steadily declining through the years in tandem with the plummeting birth rate. As such, the Singapore Armed Forces (SAF) has to periodically modify its policies to cope with the reduction in manpower to optimise the combat deployability of all enlistees. Even though the process is shrouded in confidentiality, NS men who have undergone the rigmarole have publicly described what they went through. The first was Lim Chi-Sharn who, at the age of 23 in 2002, penned a series of three seminal articles together with his mother, writer Christine Suchen-Lim. These were first published on Fridae and later, on Yawning Bread. Lim first entered the SAF in 1998 and was in the middle of Officer Cadet School when he was temporarily disrupted from National Service in mid-1998 to pursue a university education overseas. After four years, he returned to Singapore in July 2002 to complete his NS. Having disclosed his homosexuality to the authorities, he was informed that his NS liabilities would be served out in the Ministry of Defence and that his officer cadet training had thus been terminated. Lim's account of his experiences were first published on Fridae, and later, also on Yawning Bread. Determination of fitness for combat training and staying in Prior to the mid-2000s, homosexual soldiers classified under Category 302 were further subdivided into those "with effeminate behaviour" (in various degrees) and those "without effeminate behaviour" based on the arbitrary observations of psychologist performing the assessment. The higher the perceived level of effeminacy, the lower the PES (Physical Employment Status) grading. One drawback of this arbitrary assignment was that some gay NSmen may fake effeminate mannerisms to obtain a lower PES status, which would in turn lead to less demanding physical training and exemption from staying in camp. Enlistees certified as transgender are assigned the lowest status of PES F (Medically unfit for any form of service). All personnel with the latter PES grade are not required to serve National Service. However, the current practice is for the examining psychologist or psychiatrist to assess the suitability of 302 servicemen for combat training or staying in camp based on his medical condition and fitness level, rather than on his perceived effeminacy. Rationale for use It is not clear why the SAF persists in using such an outdated classification of homosexuality in its assessment of the medical fitness of recruits. A clue is provided in an article entitled, 'Understanding Homosexual Servicemen' written by Mrs. Lily Wong-Ip in 'Council Link', a publication of the SAF Counseling Centre (now removed from this URL:[4]). In her article, Wong mentions the following perspectives of the SAF: "...it is assumed that gays would threaten discipline and morale. ...it is assumed that the male bonding that takes place in combat would be jeopardised if its potential for erotic contact were condoned. ...it is believed that gays are subject to blackmail in the military context." Impartial, long-term observations of openly gay men serving in the military in many countries has debunked the above fears. They are completely irrational. This refusal to jettison an archaic medical concept of homosexuality and harbouring of irrational fears engenders discrimination because the military's grouping of homosexuality together with transvestism and paedophilia further reinforces the general public's misconception that it is abnormal. It is therefore not surprising that "302" has become derogatory army slang for an effeminate soldier. One NSman recalls that when he approached a table of military personnel during mealtime, one of the officers remarked, "Here comes our 302!". On the other hand, the SAF may also have the benevolent intention of protecting servicemen classified under Category 302 from emotional and physical abuse by their heterosexual counterparts and homophobic colleagues. Indeed, some gay servicemen think that it is beneficial for them to be thus classified. Another advantage was the former exemption of even masculine Category 302 personnel from staying in camp and from combat training. Other reasons for the SAF's reluctance to abandon the outdated ICD-9 for the more comprehensive and contemporary ICD-10 may be the fear of how military medical practice will handle the drastic change with large-scale alterations required in order to ensure documentation is up to standard with full detail and specificity, the cost of implementation and increased administrative complexity. Not only is the coding organisation different, the sheer number of additional codes due to increased specificity is daunting. Using the new codes effectively and efficiently takes practice and time[5],[6],[7]. In fact, the Ministry of Health only migrated all Singapore hospitals and clinics from ICD-9 to ICD-10 in the early 2010s, and it was an extremely complicated, expensive and time-consuming process[8] which the SAF did not want to follow. However, since the mid-2000s, military manpower authorities have gradually become more enlightened about homosexuality, i.e., it was part of the normal spectrum of human sexuality. SAF doctors have also accepted the fact that homosexuality had been removed from the ICD-9 coding system they use since 1990. This had led to the non-exemption of masculine, self-declared gay NSmen from combat training and from staying in camp. But with Category 302 still in place, homosexuals in the military are marked as being different and this subjects them to potential discrimination. Category 302 in popular culture "Glad to Be Gay", a 1978 song by British punk rock/new wave group Tom Robinson Band and considered to be the United Kingdom's national gay anthem was dedicated to the World Health Organisation because of its International Classification of Diseases' Code 302[9],[10]. Tom Robinson - Glad To Be Gay See also Gay men in the Singapore Armed Forces Discrimination against homosexuals in Singapore International Classification of Diseases ICD-8 ICD-9 ICD-10 Lim Chi-Sharn

To the 40 year old(i think) guy, i didn’t expect your dick to be so hung and huge. Thanks for the mutual jo haha, i kept comparing your dick to my arms. Yishun safra