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WHACK! I felt a strong, powerful slap on my back. It wasn’t painful, but it made me jump and spun around in bewilderment, wondering who the provocateur is. And I was greeted by a big, smiley face. It’s him, it’s Chong. I haven’t seen him for maybe over 15, 17 years? I can’t remember. For those who remember the posts I’ve made back in 2007, a good 17 years ago, you may remember my short-lived tryst with Sergeant Chong when I was still an active NS man. Obviously, we have moved on. I’ve ORD, got jobs, studied overseas, got some heartbreaks, got comfortable with my own sexuality, served my 10-cycle reservist, dated more guys and worked in more jobs. And now, more than 25 years later since I’ve ORD, I am now a middle-age man where the term ‘army life’ seemed like a long-lost relic. Of course, there are certain things that will be forever ingrained in your head, like your first day on Pulau Tekong, lighting up a cigarette to stay awake at 3am in the middle of Lim Chu Kang Hill, and the first heartbreak, by another boy. But I digress. Here I am, at an old boy’s gathering from my unit, or more specifically my platoon, a quarter of the century after we have all left to pursue our respective careers and lives. I have kept up with some of the guys in my platoon every now and then, but Chong, that motherfucker who broke my heart and almost broke my ass, not so much. I did see him once or twice during reservist training, but that was about it. It was mostly hi and bye. Needless to say, everything was super awkward. So to have him give me a friendly but powerful slap on the back came to me as a surprise since I wasn’t expecting him to show up. “How are you? Ang!” He hollered. I broke into a pained smile “Wah lau, pain lah!” referring to the slap on the back he just gave me. But his huge smile melted everything away. “I’m... I’m good!” I finally replied. Chong hasn’t changed much. Besides thinning hair (who else doesn’t have that problem), Chong was still stocky, just as I remembered him, but perhaps putting on some weight (who else hasn’t). There were nights where I masturbated to flashbacks on our sex sessions, me sucking his cock, two of us tonguing each other, and having him ejaculate his semen all over my hand.

In the shower, the water cascaded over us, a soothing counterpoint to the intensity of what had just transpired. Alex began to lather me up, his touch a blend of care and teasing. His hands roamed, cleaning yet reigniting the earlier sensations with each soapy stroke. As he focused on my groin, the stimulation was overwhelming. The soapy water and his expert touch sent waves of intense pleasure through me. My legs weakened, the sensation almost too much to bear. In a moment of vulnerability, I leaned into him, my head finding solace on his shoulder. Alex, visibly aroused, continued his teasing, clearly revelling in the sight, sensation, and sounds of our shared pleasure. With my head nestled against him, I experienced a whirlwind of exhaustion and exhilaration. His strong, steady frame offered the support I needed as waves of sensation coursed through me. The intimacy of our position, coupled with his ongoing stimulation, overwhelmed me. Once again, I found myself peeing, the sensation now mingling with the soapy water, creating an odd juxtaposition of cleanliness and raw vulnerability. This time, I completely emptied my bladder, surrendering to the moment. The release was unexpected yet felt strangely liberating. Alex's reaction was not of shock or disgust but of amusement. His touch became gentle, almost comforting. "It's okay," he whispered near my ear, his voice a soothing balm over the sound of the water. In this intimate moment, a playful urge to reciprocate stirred within me. I reached out, touching him, finding his arousal firm yet unyielding. However, with a control that spoke of his experience and stamina, Alex didn't yield. His breath caught, signalling his human response, but he maintained his composure. "Not this time," he murmured, his tone laced with amusement and restraint. His body, disciplined and trained, resisted the pleasure I attempted to coax from him. With a gentle yet firm grip, he guided my hand away, his eyes meeting mine with a look of appreciation and resolve. "I need to keep this professional," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument, yet his eyes held a warmth that softened the rejection. Once satisfied I was clean, Alex quickly rinsed off, his movements efficient. He stepped out, grabbing a towel to briskly dry himself. "Take your time," he said, wrapping the towel around his waist, leaving the bathroom with a professional nod.

Hello all, I'm Axel. Currently a semi-competitive bodybuilder passion in training and helping people to achieve a healthy life. I'm doing a new program called "Stretch", this program is 45 Minutes, out-call, bringing health close to you or those who have problem travelling. In this 45 minutes, you will be in different static position depending on the stretches (can be standing/ seated/ kneeling/ lying sideways or prone or supine), I will be moving you around to stretch you: these stretches involves muscles from neck to calves muscles, helping them to release tightness and ease tensions. These stretches are particularly helpful for: - Active Individuals who moves a lot in their daily life: improving mobility - Inactive people who sits and does not move a lot: enhancing range of motion to prevent tightness - People who have existing injuries like: back pain, shoulder pain, neck pain, lower back, etc. Usually these stretches are good at easing pains and help the person to relax and therefore aid in sleeping (at night), or energise oneself for the day (morning stretches). If you are keen to find out more: Do not hesitate to contact me @ 82858496. Cheers!

Stop giving such advice. Your bad advice could cause one follows blindly and get himself into trouble. You are advocating him to molestation and that’s a punitive action! Tsk tsk.

Oh no, you just missed it! It happened last week! But no worries, you can join me in my next year's ones (up to 4). It's just me unable to be buff, but I still want to contribute to the scene. Hence, I do cold calls to see if they want my help. Quite scary, but it's ok, since I have been cold calling for 14 years to volunteer in various fields. You can even go KL to help with their event!

Decathlon shower now?

already at the airport 😅

anyone into phone fun? pm pls

How did you end up volunteering for such an event? I wanna sign up too!

Wah koaz. More expensive than Sentosa!!

Thanks for sharing

Hosting at NUS over the weekends! 23 172 57 chn here.

Got place now whole day in East Bedok area . Any guys with hairy legs ? Seeking reg buddy

I can attest to that. Been skinny most of my life, whatever people thought are abs are actually the rib cage under the skin. 😅 Signs of abs only appear for me when I control my diet and train them.

Giving signal through eye contact is an art and a skill which practice makes perfect.. 大胆尝试小心运用😆

Jem lunch time?

He was talking to his friends and brushing my groin w the back of his palms

Thank you for the reply. I was hoping there are lockers nearer to the shower room for use at night so that I can resume my evening run there without having to walk all the way to the kayak corner. Sometimes, there is wild boar roaming there in the evening.

Damn quiet here

you should meet its sister. lakuku.

27 172 67 fit chn here, seeking fit guy for fun

Tonight

@dashyboy1989 Do add me if you are keen to explore. Usually around bishan/amk/tpy. Might set up a group if there are more ppl around the same area that are keen Personally prefer slim lean guys, but am open if just wanna exhibit tgt

There are the $1/$2 coin lockers at the kayak area, like a couple of columns. The ones just outside the main shower area are managed by the new cafe, they are $2 per day use till 730pm, but need to have $5 deposit as well. The deposit will be forfeited if past 730pm

Looking forward to your reviews. 👍🏻

Hi, Duck here. 35/164/54kg Indo Status : never in relationship Location : Jakarta Role : never have sex, so I don't know. but fantasizing doing both. skin and features : brown with facial hair and smooth body, cut. Body shape : lean muscle Bod smoke and alcohol : No hobby : animating, gardening and cooking Interest : animation, tech, gaming, movie Fav movie : BB mountain, Wall-E, anything Ghibli Fav food : fruits, pizza, sea food, rendang, and durian (I have durian tree) Fav activity : hiking, camping and snorkeling Sports : Calisthenics. I was doing run, but stopped due to risk of joint ache. Skills : animating, acting and massage (I think this is family inherit skill) Languages : Bahasa, English, Korean and Chinese (basic, can't read and write) The world is getting old resources are limited but creativity unlimited. hoping to make relationship and sustainable living. like : nerds, introvert, skinny, muscle, bushy, facial hair, glasses. dislike : fat, sissy, drama queen, bad breath, smoke.

Anyone interested in being edged and experience heightened stimulation. Discretion is respected, PM me

This Amusing post sounds interesting. Symbiosis exists in so many different fields! Between mother and child, between citizens and their government, between the grocery stores and our bodies, etc. etc. But... what is the need to define a symbiosexual ?? OF COURSE there should be symbiosis in sex, like in any relationship. This topic sounds like the the need of some doctoral candidates in psychiatry to find a new topic for their dissertation, and so "symbiosexual" was invented. We read: "As Dr. Johnston puts it, “There’s a significant group of people who find themselves deeply moved by the power of the connection between two people, regardless of whether they’re personally involved with either of those individuals. The relationship itself becomes the object of attraction”." Dr. Johnson thinks that he is the "discoverer" of symbiosis in relationships, which we all know already. And so it should be "symbiorelation", not "symbiosexual". We read: " Symbiosexuality challenges the conventional wisdom around sexual and romantic attraction by moving away from individual-centric desires." Nonsense! Dr. Johnson tries to attribute to himself the wisdom we all have about sex being more than individual-centric desires. When we have sex we also want THE OTHER ONE to enjoy it! 😄 And so on... and so on... The idea of the need for a word "symbiosexual" is dumb, dumb. The intelligent thought is that there is symbiosis in sex, like there is in so many other subjects. But thanks for the post. It can be the source of interesting thought!

exactly! You have hit the bulleye. If you are not happy w your present life, do something about it. Your life, you take charge. Cannot expect gahmen to take care of you all the time. There are so many people worse off than you.

I attended the Kickboxing session on Tuesday for the first time. The instructor was very welcoming, and also did a pulse check whether anyone had any injuries before and during the workout. Never too safe to be safe I suppose? It was a small group that night, and the session started on time after we’ve put our barang and clothes in the other room, and the workout was conducted just in our running shoes. The workout had a good vibe, and I had no issues following the instructor. Like all of us, the instructor’s nude as well, and we all started sweating even though it was air-conditioned. Everyone’s fixated on the workout, so there’s not much issue being naked since the exercise took the attention out of the way. There was a good build up in complexity of the movements, and the instructor also added in some moves for those of us who wanted to try more challenging movements. I had to wipedown quite a few times during the workout as my face and body gets sweaty fast. The instructor also was candid and encouraging, and also corrected our positions during the exercises. The workout was a full 60 minutes of cardio, with short breathing breaks between tracks. The venue is easy to locate, but like what others had mentioned, there are no showering facilities available. Recommend for those who want to sweat it out, and don’t mind getting DOMS the following day. Mine was mainly on the glutes because of the kicks!

KSL San Onsen I went to KSL San Onsen last night because I found out that there was a police raid on Otot2. It was also during the festival of lights and I thought to be safe to go to KSL San Onsen instead of going to any of the PLU bath house. I'm sure there must be police operasi as the KL roads are full of police. I drove all the way from Kuala Lumpur to Klang, which took about 40-45 minutes, depending on traffic conditions. Last night I arrived at KSL San Onsen around 9pm and to my surprise the onsen were packed with people. I think there were at least 25-30 people of mixed race that came through last night and I could see the majority were PLU. It was nice to get soaked and look around, most of the patronage weren't wearing disposable underwear, my eyes were busy last night seeing many different shape and sizes. 😂😂😂 After entering the onsen, I was attracted by the first Chinese young man. Not that chubby, but he is cute, handsome and has sharp eyes, especially his beard makes him more attractive to me. I sat next to him and we looked at each other and ended up going to the bathroom and we had a great time. I was blow hard, kissed, hugged, jerking and it was marvelous. To this day, I still can’t forget his sharp eyes, cute expression and handsome face. After the first load, I took a shower and headed back to the onsen. Again, saw another young Chinese guy who kept looking at me, he looked good too. So a second round of loading again in the bathroom. Kissing, cuddling, blowjobs, handjobs and everything else you can imagine happens in the bathroom. This is the second load. I looked at the time and saw that it was already 10:30 pm. The customers were getting ready to leave, so I decided to leave too. It was worth every penny I paid yesterday. Thanks to the two cutesy I met last night, you were both amazing and I can’t forget the time we spent together last night. Will I return to San Onsen again? The answer is “Yes” and definitely “Will”.

Gym, swim and tan buddies? Dm me if keen

Hi married daddy 44 Chinese here 170/ 88 interested in underwear rubbing and groping

I love the one seven then, having sm show in a room with glass window

Matures guys less drama, more action.

Standing in the steam room with my hands behind my back, then letting a bunch of guys suck my cock, lick my nipples, kiss me, rim me, fuck me and have me fuck them bareback.

I love licking a guy's armpits and watching his shiok expression, but yes, likewise, it's challenging even for us who is doing the deed while the other party enjoy the session and do not need to reciprocate (at least for me there is no need to lick mine, I purely enjoy licking and can never get enough of a guy's hairy pits, haha).

i love having mine licked from neck to armpit to nipples too! but not easy to find guys who like licking armpits

I agree with the decision of this man. I understand him, and I did the same as he did. Due to life circumstances I had practically no sex until I became an adult. I recognized my attraction to men at the usual time, but recognizing that this was condemned, I never acted on it. As an adult, I had a few ONS encounters with gays, and I didn't think much bad about them. I also had encounters with women, which I didn't enjoy. Then in my 30s I was befriended and seduced by a beautiful girl, who ultimately became my wife. The reason I went this route is that, the same as the guy in the video, I assumed that with practice I would become sexually attracted to women too. There was a little of this, and so my son was born. I recognize the sexuality that destiny has provided me. But I don't find any EVIL in it. I didn't use it with dishonesty. I lived my married life for 13 years without incidents, and we separated for other reasons than sexuality. i feel that given the circumstances I acted correctly, and I am extremely happy today that I have a son and four grandchildren ( so far... but 4 is enough... ). This is my difference with the gay man in the video, who felt so much guilt for being what he is.

Hi, i'm an American Ang Mo who loves Asian men . Hope to visit SG one day.

“Have you travelled anywhere interesting recently, Alex?” “Yes I did,” he said, his fingers pressing into a particularly stubborn knot. “I just got back from Japan. The air ticket prices were surprisingly affordable, so I couldn’t resist.” “Japan? That sounds amazing! I’ve always wanted to go there. How was it?” “Incredible,” Alex replied, his voice filled with enthusiasm. “I visited Tokyo and Kyoto. The food, the culture, the sights — all breathtaking.” “Sounds like a dream trip. I don’t travel much; this is one of the rare trips I've taken.” “It’s good that you decided to give this a try while you’re here, then,” Alex said, his hands moving skillfully over my muscles. “I was in Japan for just a week, but it was enough to get a good feel for the place.” “If you ever travel there, definitely try the local food, and don’t be afraid to explore off the beaten path,” Alex advised. “There’s so much to see and do beyond the typical tourist spots. And if you get the chance, take a dip in an onsen. It’s an experience like no other. I definitely want to go back and explore more.” “You should!” I said, feeling inspired. “It sounded like a really great trip.” “It really was. I hope you get the chance to travel again soon. It’s always worth it.” After thoroughly working on my back, Alex moved to my arms. He started with my right arm, lifting it gently and stretching it out before beginning the massage. His fingers expertly traced the contours of my arm, from the shoulder down to the wrist. He applied firm, even pressure, using his thumbs to work on the muscles along my forearm and upper arm. Working on my arms gave him easier access to my tool, and Alex was really doing a good job at teasing it, the sexual arousal adding to the intimacy and sensuality of the whole experience. He repeated the process with my left arm, ensuring both sides received equal care and attention. The repetitive motions were hypnotic, lulling me into a state of deep relaxation. The gentle, methodical pressure was soothing, and I felt myself drifting further into a serene, almost dreamlike state. I think I dozed off at some point, as the expertly delivered massage, combined with my exhaustion from the days of exploring, seemed to have taken its toll. Alex was now standing in front of me, working on my shoulders, using his palms to apply broad, sweeping strokes. He pressed into the muscles with his thumbs, working out the knots that had accumulated from work, the gym, and this trip. The tension melted away, and I could feel my shoulders loosen with each stroke. With him within easy reach of my arms, and me feeling more relaxed and less inhibited from the ongoing massage and our short exchanges, I decided to be more proactive. Not knowing if it was appropriate to put what I was thinking into action, I asked, “Can I touch you?”

My NS camp has this rule that if we need to go to the toilet at night, we must go with our assigned NS buddy, not alone or in odd numbers. Wei was assigned as my NS buddy since day one and he was the first NS friend that I had made on enlistment day, as he came over to me, introduced and shook my hand. Turns out we are from the same age similar education background, with me being a few months older. No wonder we can relate to each other as compared to the other squad mates since day one. So one night Wei wanted to go to the toilet and he woke me up. I wasn’t really sleeping as I was arguing with my then ex bf earlier on the phone and was feeling a bit upset to sleep. Wei went into the cubicle and I thought maybe he kena diarrhoea, so I went to pee at the urinal instead sat outside a bench and waited for about 15 minutes. Worried that something might had happened to him, I went back in to check on him and knocked on his cubicle door. The door opened and I realized he didn’t lock it! I was shocked to see him sitting on the toilet bowl and with his shorts pulled down, jacking off and touching his nipple and looking at me in shock! I was like, ‘Oops bro sorry lah, I thought something happened to you! You go ahead hurry up lah!’ Wei continued to jo and smiled, ‘let me continue bro, I just need to cum, can you watch out for me if anyone coming in, sorry lah pai seh damn horny! Need to shoot this one out!' And so I stood steps away from the cubicle and watched the entrance but I also saw that he didn’t even close the door. I had never seen Wei's dick so hard before. In the open showers, he was soft like the other guys. Lucky I wasn't hard too when I showered with him and the other guys as I tried to focus on shampooing my hair and the conversation with them. Besides I was spent and so tired from the training so my mind was not in the mood. But in that moment, he was looking at me while jacking off. Then he came all over himself. So much cum, so thick. I wanted to go in to help him but I decided to control myself and stood outside to keep watch. 'Sorry bro I came too much, you see I'm so flooded now', Wei apologised and continued to wipe off his cum with the toilet paper with some of it hitting the walls too. 'Wah! You have a lot of cum! More than mine. It’s okay to feel horny we are all guys anyway' I replied to him while trying to maintain my composure. Don't want to picha lobang myself further. Wei then asked me if I want to jo too. As I was a shy person, I lied to him and said I already jo earlier that evening. 'Maybe tomorrow?' I replied. 'Ok on! Since you so frank with me!' He laughed and proceed to put on his shorts. That was my first time having this very hot encounter with my straight NS buddy. After this incident, it became very easy to have casual sex talk with him. But I guess this kind of dirty talk helped us to deal with the tough NS trainings. He must be missing his GF so much. He did asked about my love life and I lied to him that I just broke off with another girl. Of course, my friendship with Wei deepened after this. I wonder if anyone also caught your NS friend DIY back in your NS days?

Chi 175/65 32yo lean fit married above-average looks wanna dirty talk and maybe more? reply to this post to add tele

CFNM or CMNM. I don't mind both. 😏

i am at a daddy stage myself now. 53 years of age & just 2 weeks ago, happened to have a rendezvous with a 65 years old man! not an ordinary 65 years old man but a fit 65 years old man! athletic built. after my usual long run at east coast park, decided to take a leak at toilet carpark G east coast (this toiler on the weekday is QUIET). was catching my breath after my run when i entered the toilet & there's where i noticed him at the urinal. he was running too i believe caused all his sports gear were wet. i stood by the other urinal & peed. as i was still listening to music still through my earbuds, did not take notice of what he's doing ONLY to realise side view he was stroking his family jewel! good grief!!! I swayed my head to the left & seeing his mushroom head glistening! a cut mushroom head! long story short, we did what we supposed to do, satisfying our sexual cravings (no anal just deep kissing, caressing, fondling, jo) & with the sweat clinging to our body, it makes both of us more aroused than the usual! you can say that we both burnt extra calories than the usual! 😆 what surprised me the most at 65 he can still shoot a load! i complimented him and when it's my turn to cum, he kneeled & gave me the smoothest blow job! i accidentally came on his eyes which must have hurt him but he don't seems to mind it at all! oops! once done, we leave the toilet together; continued our run together & ended up having a meal together.

Human minds are simply complicating and contradicting at the same time. I chanced upon an old uncle in his late 60s to early 70s. At that time, I was not attached and I am also not that type that will go about cruising. We smsed each other and I dropped by his place as I was horny and missed the human touch. I was then in my 40s. He stayed in a district 21 old condo and judging from his collections, he should be a rich guy. He seems to be staying on his own. I didn't explore the house, basically just the living room then to the master room and the toilet. We didn't do anything much.. he will just hugged me, helped me undress and masterbate for me, at times he will want me to masterbate for him and he will come fast and little. Most time, he will just enjoy helping me and seeing me cum. Fully understand given his age. He did not reveal much about himself and i respect his privacy and didn't ask too. I will go over if he smsed me and when i was feeling the heat as well. I gathered that I needed the human touch and at the same time, thinking I will be at his age some day and might have the same urge as him. Given his age, I guess we will mostly be side lined and so I was doing that to help him as well as to satisfy my needs at that time.

Met a mature daddy (literally!) who's lean fit with such toned torso and leg muscles and no paunch at all, smartly cut white or ash grey hair, and so darn straight. So strong and packed with coiled strength (he once squeezed the living daylights out of me while we were naked; my ribs ached with pain and pleasure with every breath I took for 2 weeks), yet so polished, gentle, polite and attentive. Loved our hugs and cuddles and stroking. We’d be half naked and he’d be soaking wet with sweat. He’d always apologise; I’d always accept and embrace. It was always so erotic and arousing. Once, as we hugged and wrapped our half naked bodies tight around each other in soothing silence, heads resting on shoulders, I pushed down his jogging shorts and massaged and stretched apart his butt cheeks, and slowly and caressingly teased and stroked his manhole. Then I spitted copiously on my fingers and inserted my damp dactylion into his man-cunt. I inserted slowly until the length of my digit is embedded up inside him, wrapped by his anal muscles. Then, I teased and twirled and circled my finger inside his anus slowly. He didn't resist or object. We went on hugging, both of us naked and hard while I spread and circled the inside of his anal tunnel with my finger. I could feel his breathing motion on my body. I found his prostrate and pressed and stroked it, then I inserted my index inside him and spread my fingers into a V and slowly stretched his warm and wet anal walls. I stroked his prostrate and fingerfucked him and stretched the lip of his man-cunt slowly. I then inserted up him again and twirled his insides open deep inside. With my fingers, I stroked and pressed and explored the inside of his anus like I would the delicate hollow of a fragile crystal glass, feeling his wet and bulbous anal muscles, unravelling and stirring the depths of his inner veiled and unspoken desires and urges. I massaged and fingerfucked him lovingly for quite a while, inserting and withdrawing my fingers. Thinking back, among all the random encounters with other men, I have only ever been so loving and gentle and involved in mutual sexual arousal with him, and only him. Our half naked bodies continued to be melded together, our heads angled and resting. I didn’t know how he felt about my probing the depths of his anus, but I wanted him to enjoy it and was hoping he would and had. Then I got my answer. He lifted his head, looked at me and without any preamble, muttered gently, “Got condom?” So he had been aroused by my fingerfucking him. I was pleasantly surprised and, heart pounding hard, could only nod with glee. Then, he did something that made my heart leap and skin tingle. Without missing a beat, he dropped his running shorts in the dark of night, walked resolutely fully naked to a bench, bent down on it doggie style, with his naked ass shoved at me, waiting for me to top him. I put on a condom, went over fully naked to him, placed my hand on the small of his naked back, and asked, “Have you done this before?” Still bent down, he turned his head to me and intoned haltingly with a bit of trepidation, “No… My first time… Now.” My body was shaking, my cock totally hard and engorged. I stood behind him, positioned myself and pushed my cock gently into his man-cunt. He is the type who suffers in silence but who never loses his hair. It was after all also his first time being topped. I was a quarter way in him and slowly and gently pushing deeper into him, when he told me to take my cock out of his manhole, in an unhurried and gentle tone. ”Pain… Oh, pain… Please… Please take it out… I can’t take it anymore… Too big…” His breaths by then were fast and deep, almost panting. I sensed his anal pain, and the sensation of finally losing his male anal virginity that night. I didn’t want to hurt him any deeper, so I withdrew. My breaths came faster too, my naked body still abuzzed with sexual tension from what had just happened between us. I asked between catching breaths, “So you’ve never been fucked before? Have you fucked any other guys before?” He replied, in that gentle tone that still makes my heart flutter whenever I recall it, “No… Never a guy… Only my wife…”