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When there's only two of u at the late gym and the cute hunk asked if u mind he work out topless. U feign nonchalance and say no problem. But half the time u spend ogling at him and adjusting yr cock, instead of working out.

With that sexy bod, I reckoned I will be looking and salivating over that sexy bod to even think logically.

Don't compare. Appreciate what we are blessed with. Most importantly... as long as dick functions (well) as should be.

I’d like to share my recent experience. I struggled for a day with various thoughts and dilemmas—feeling embarrassed, ashamed, and concerned about possible HIV exposure. Eventually, I decided to go to Tan Tock Seng Hospital (TTSH) A&E. I arrived and registered by 8:55 PM. The staff and nurses were very professional. When they asked about the issue, I simply said, “I may have had possible exposure to HIV.” I’m not sure if it was intentional, but the receptionist asked me to wear a mask before proceeding—perhaps to protect my privacy. I think this was actually necessary, given the circumstances. I was soon called into a room for further evaluation by a nurse, with another nurse standing by. The questions included: “What happened? Why do you think you were exposed? Was it with a man or a woman? Do you have any fever, rashes, or sore throat? When did this happen? Have you traveled abroad recently?” After answering, I was directed to a waiting area with about 8–9 other people. Around 50 minutes later, I saw the doctor. He was friendly, made me feel comfortable, and showed great understanding. He drew four small vials of blood for tests, including liver, kidney, hepatitis, and HIV panels (among others I can’t recall). As I have some kidney issues, he couldn’t prescribe the full 7-day course of medication. Instead, he gave me a 3-day supply and asked me to return the next day for additional blood work at the CDC, to reassess the results and adjust the treatment if necessary. About 10 minutes later, I was called to pay for my bill and receive the medication. The bill amounted to $320+ due to the various blood tests which were not subsided. The Next Day Due to my condition, I had to visit the CDC for further evaluation. The doctor there was a bit eccentric but still helpful. He switched my medication to one that’s safer for my kidneys, although it’s significantly more expensive—around $387 (with GST) for a 28-day supply. Other medications were more affordable, and the most expensive was Dolutegravir ($950+!! but luckily got govt. subsidy). I received a 14-day supply and will follow up again to continue the remaining 14 days, if necessary. The total cost for consultation, after government subsidies, was $327. So, for a full 28-day treatment, the total would be around $650. This doesn’t include the A&E visit. So, the total cost should be about $950 or just under $1,100. For those without any issues, you may receive the full 28-day supply on the first day, and with A&E fees, I estimate the total cost would be around $730 or slightly more. Before visiting TTSH, I called PULSE to inquire about PEP costs, which are $2,100 just for the medication. I’m not sure about DSC as their hours are very limited, and they’re closed on weekends. But based on my experience, TTSH seems like a solid choice. Post thoughts Honestly, I still feel intimidated and embarrassed by the experience, despite the overall positive outcome so far. I keep reminding myself that no one will remember me (which I’m pretty sure is true), and that this is just a short phase to get through for long-term benefits. Thankfully, the costs weren’t as high as I’d seen on other websites. I do hope the government can provide more subsidies, if possible! And lastly, always play it safe—no matter what!

Date: Sun 5 Jan 24 Time: 0645-0930hrs Venue: Neue Rock the Naked Truth is a body image movement created by Cheryl Tay to help people find confidence in their bodies through fitness. Every year, they organise a non-competitive 5km event where you can run, jog or walk for this cause. Let's rally all the runners from BW to promote body positivity and start off the year right! Register through the link below then drop me a PM. I'll add you to a Telegram group to coordinate then we can take a group photo at the event! Registration: https://bit.ly/RTNTturns9 Original post: https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1U1ioZcJa4/

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

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

Yeah he got what he wished. He asked me if he could date me, but I said no, as I don't want to damage my precious spectacles each time.

曾经有为短暂的爱情而流下眼泪吗…

I tell u , if thats yr profile pic of yr body, if u become keybox member, u will be damn happy n busy after yr workout there. Go go n be a member.

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

Even I pure top every time I pass motion; I will douche clean as most bottom love to my ass. Basically, I feel clean and clear so that there be no unpleasant surprised or funky scent coming out.

I used to be an avid user of gay hookup apps. They were convenient and exciting at first. But over time, I found myself questioning whether they were truly serving me or just leaving me feeling unfulfilled. Eventually, I decided to step away from them entirely. Have any of you had similar experiences? What made you start or stop using these apps, and how has it impacted your life? I also question, how many here have not dabbled with a gay hookup app before.

Tried searching but can't find a topic regarding this. I like getting molested. Anyone here the same? If you like molesting, you can molest me.

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The lifeguard that was manspreading at Tampines SAFRA today was…😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

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

Exactly. It's not rocket science, and there is no need to overthink things

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Any btm free now? I can host

Time square now.

Feel like sucking

Mine are ultra sensitive 😅

Any slim with small dick? I can host

Yup I also like to nude and sun taming at the roof top area

Anyone Garden 3-4pm today? Will lepak at starbuck/hwc before cruising abit. PS: if you're the hunky guy with mole and thick dick that I sucked last week please dm me. Love to do it again

I honestly don’t get guys who say they’re not good at making conversation. I mean, how do you expect to meet people if it’s going to be a one-way street? I understand being shy - I used to be a lot quieter when I was younger when meeting people for the first time. But you’d need to make an effort. It’s not uni where you need to ask smart questions - simple ones about someone’s day/week, what they do in their free time, where they’re travelling to, etc., would easily do the trick.

Yes, agree with you, but at the same time, I also like Josh Groban's version (his songs are quite 'irresistible'), haha. [indeed, there are many songs in Les Miserables that are nice]

You are not defined by your dick. Small or big, there is no shame or need to be proud. We are who/what we are for a reason …

Will be in KL 16-21 Dec. Hope to meet with younger guys for coffee and see how things go. PM

The gym was quiet, save for the faint creak of the building settling in the cool morning air. Aaron and Lucas shuffled in awkwardly, their sneakers scuffing against the polished floor. Neither of them wanted to be here, but they had no choice. Coach Miller had made it clear—this meeting wasn’t optional. Aaron, tall and wiry, with messy chestnut hair and a permanent flush on his fair skin, had been jittery all morning. He’d hardly slept the night before, his mind racing after the coach’s curt demand to “show up and explain yourself.” Beside him, Lucas, who was shorter but stockier with sandy blond hair and a sharp jawline, looked calmer, but Aaron could see the tension in his clenched fists. “You think he’s going to make us run laps or something?” Aaron whispered, his voice tight. Lucas snorted softly, though his usual smirk was absent. “Doubt it. He said it was about the class we skipped, right? Probably just wants us to listen to a lecture.” Aaron nodded, but his stomach churned. They’d skipped the first PE class of the semester, thinking it wasn’t a big deal. “It’s just PE,” Lucas had said, waving it off. “What could we possibly miss?” Apparently, they’d missed more than they’d realized. The heavy sound of a door creaking open startled them both. Coach Miller stepped out of his office, clipboard in hand. His imposing frame filled the doorway, his broad shoulders and square jaw lending him an air of authority that neither boy dared to challenge. “Morning, boys,” Coach said, his deep voice echoing slightly in the empty gym. “Come with me.” Aaron and Lucas exchanged uneasy glances but followed without protest. Coach Miller led them to a smaller, private room off to the side of the gym. The walls were bare, save for a height chart and a mirror, and the only furniture was a desk, a couple of chairs, and a tall cabinet. Coach gestured for them to stand in the center of the room while he set his clipboard on the desk. “You know why you’re here,” he began, his tone brisk. “You decided to skip my first class. And in doing so, you missed something important.” Aaron swallowed hard. “We didn’t think—” “That’s obvious,” Coach interrupted, fixing him with a sharp look. “Yesterday, we did a full-body evaluation. Height, weight, body composition—everything. It’s standard at the start of the semester so we can track your progress. But since you two thought you were above showing up, you didn’t participate.” Lucas shifted uncomfortably. “Can’t we just, like… do it now?” Coach’s lips curved into a faint smirk. “Exactly. That’s why you’re here. Shoes off, shirts off. Let’s get started.” Aaron hesitated, his stomach flipping. He didn’t remember hearing anything about full-body evaluations. Was this really necessary? But the coach’s expectant gaze left no room for argument. Slowly, he kicked off his sneakers and tugged his shirt over his head, his slim torso exposed to the room’s cool air. Lucas followed suit, pulling off his hoodie to reveal his broader, more muscular frame. “Good,” Coach said, picking up his clipboard. “Now the rest. Pants, too.” Aaron blinked. “Wait, what?” Coach arched an eyebrow. “We need accurate measurements. Everyone else yesterday did this without complaints. You’re not going to hold things up, are you?” Lucas tensed, his jaw clenching. “This seems a little—” “Do you really want me to write you up for refusing to cooperate?” Coach’s voice was calm but firm, leaving no room for argument. Aaron’s heart raced as he fumbled with the button of his jeans, reluctantly sliding them down and stepping out of them. Standing there in just his boxer briefs, he felt exposed, his lean legs covered in a faint dusting of hair. Lucas hesitated longer but finally complied, peeling off his joggers to reveal his toned thighs and snug briefs. Coach Miller’s gaze swept over them appraisingly. “Almost there,” he said, his smirk widening. “Boxers off.” Aaron froze, his face burning. “What? Why—” “Full-body examination,” Coach said smoothly. “You skipped it yesterday, so you’re making up for it now. Everyone else had to strip. Are you saying you’re too shy?” Aaron’s face burned hotter, but the coach’s sharp gaze left him no choice. Slowly, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and slid them down, his face crimson as he stepped out of them. His slender frame was fully exposed now, his penis soft and resting gently against his thigh, his balls drawn up slightly from the room’s coolness. Lucas let out a frustrated sigh before following suit, his movements stiff and reluctant. His thicker, slightly darker penis hung low, his balls heavier and more pronounced. Both boys stood there awkwardly, their bare bodies on full display. Coach’s eyes lingered on them for a moment before he stepped closer, his clipboard in hand. “Let’s take a look.” Coach Miller stepped closer, his clipboard tucked under one arm, his presence looming over the two exposed boys. Aaron’s face burned as he felt the coach’s gaze on him, his slender frame trembling slightly under the scrutiny. Lucas stood rigid, his fists clenched at his sides, his jaw tight as if he were holding back an explosion of words. “Relax,” Coach said, his voice calm but firm. “This is a standard examination. We need to ensure your bodies are in top shape for the semester.” His eyes flicked between them, settling first on Aaron. “Step forward.” Aaron’s stomach twisted as he shuffled forward, his bare feet cold against the polished floor. His hands twitched at his sides, every instinct screaming at him to cover himself, but he didn’t dare. Coach Miller set the clipboard down on a nearby table and reached for the measuring tape in his pocket. “Arms at your sides,” Coach instructed, his tone leaving no room for argument. Aaron obeyed, his breathing shallow as the coach began the examination. Starting at his shoulders, Coach measured the width of Aaron’s frame, his hands brushing lightly against his skin. Aaron flinched at the contact, his breath hitching, but Coach didn’t seem to notice—or maybe he didn’t care. The tape moved lower, skimming down Aaron’s torso, his ribs, his waist, until it rested just above his groin. Aaron’s body stiffened as the coach’s hand paused, his fingers brushing the sensitive skin of his lower abdomen. “Good muscle tone,” Coach murmured, almost to himself. “Now let’s check the rest.” “The rest?” Aaron’s voice cracked slightly, his face burning. Coach smirked faintly. “Relax. It’s just a measurement.” Before Aaron could react, Coach’s hand moved lower, his fingers wrapping around Aaron’s flaccid penis with a practiced ease that made Aaron’s knees threaten to buckle. The tape measure followed, stretching along the length of Aaron’s shaft. His breathing quickened, his heart pounding in his chest as the coach’s grip tightened slightly, his touch deliberate but not rough. “Hmm,” Coach mused, tilting his head slightly as he noted the length on his clipboard. “Not bad. But we’ll need to see more.” Aaron blinked, his mind racing. “What do you mean?” Coach didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he turned to Lucas, gesturing for him to step forward. Lucas hesitated, his body visibly tense, but he eventually obeyed, his movements stiff and reluctant. Aaron stepped back, his hands twitching as he watched Coach repeat the process. “Same for you,” Coach said, his tone calm as he reached for Lucas. His hand wrapped around Lucas’s thicker length, his grip steady as he measured with the tape. Lucas’s breathing hitched, and he muttered something under his breath, his face dark with humiliation. “Relax,” Coach said again, his smirk widening slightly. “This is just the beginning.” Lucas glared at him but didn’t move, his body rigid as Coach finished taking notes. Setting the clipboard aside, Coach stepped back and addressed them both. “Now, as I said, we’ll need to see more.” Aaron felt his stomach drop. “More of what?” Coach’s smirk deepened. “Your erect measurements. Can’t track progress without a proper baseline, can we?” Lucas let out a sharp laugh, though there was no humor in it. “You’ve got to be kidding.” “Not at all,” Coach said, his voice smooth. “It’s part of the process. You skipped class, so you’re making up for it. Now, get yourselves ready.” Aaron’s face burned hotter, his hands twitching at his sides. “You mean we’re supposed to just—” “You’re young, healthy boys,” Coach interrupted. “It shouldn’t take much. Go ahead. Start.” Neither of them moved, their shock and embarrassment freezing them in place. Coach sighed dramatically, stepping forward. “Fine. If you’re too shy, I’ll help you out.” Aaron’s breath caught as Coach’s hand wrapped around him again, this time with a deliberate stroke that made him gasp. His knees buckled slightly, and he grabbed at the edge of the desk for support as Coach continued, his movements slow and measured. Aaron’s body betrayed him, warmth pooling low in his abdomen as his penis began to harden under the coach’s touch. “See?” Coach murmured, his voice low. “Not so hard.” Aaron’s face burned with shame as his erection grew, standing stiff and throbbing in the coach’s hand. He let out a shaky breath, his body trembling with a mix of humiliation and unwilling arousal. Lucas’s eyes darted between Aaron and the coach, his jaw clenched. “This is insane.” “Then take care of it yourself,” Coach said smoothly, turning his attention to Lucas. “Or do you need encouragement too?” Lucas cursed under his breath but reluctantly wrapped his own hand around his length, his strokes hesitant at first. His cheeks flushed, his movements growing steadier as his body responded. Aaron’s gaze flicked toward him, his own arousal spiking at the sight of Lucas stroking himself. Coach watched them both intently, his smirk never faltering. “Good,” he said, his tone almost approving. “Now keep going. I need to see everything.” Aaron’s strokes quickened, his breathing turning shallow as the heat built within him. His hips jerked involuntarily, his body aching for release. Lucas let out a low, frustrated groan, his strokes growing rougher as his own arousal reached its peak. “Don’t stop,” Coach murmured, stepping closer. “You’re almost there.” Aaron’s strokes faltered as Coach Miller stepped back, his sharp gaze flicking between the two boys. “Don’t slow down now,” he said, his tone calm but commanding. “We’re not done yet.” Aaron’s chest heaved as he tried to steady his breathing, his hand still gripping his throbbing length. He glanced over at Lucas, whose face was a storm of anger and confusion, though his hand continued its reluctant movement. “This… this can’t be normal,” Aaron muttered, his voice shaky. “You’re telling us you made everyone do this yesterday?” Coach’s smirk widened, though he didn’t answer right away. Instead, he picked up his clipboard, scribbling something down with infuriating composure. “It’s all part of the assessment,” he said smoothly, his eyes never leaving the page. “Body composition, erection measurements, sperm quality—it’s all connected to physical health.” Lucas froze mid-motion, his jaw tightening. “You’re telling me you had the entire class jerk off for you? No way.” Coach looked up, raising an eyebrow. “Are you questioning the curriculum? Because I assure you, this is standard practice.” Aaron’s stomach churned, his face burning with humiliation. “None of the guys said anything about this. Not one.” “Maybe they were smart enough to keep their mouths shut,” Coach shot back, his tone clipped. “Now, are you two going to cooperate, or am I going to have to report your refusal to participate?” The threat hung heavy in the air, silencing any further protests. Aaron swallowed hard, his hand trembling as he resumed stroking himself. Lucas hesitated, his face dark with resentment, but after a long, tense moment, he muttered a curse under his breath and continued. “Wait,” Aaron said suddenly, his voice tight as he looked up at the coach. “What about the girls? You’re saying you made them do this too?” Coach’s eyes gleamed with something unreadable, his smirk deepening. “Oh, the girls? No, they didn’t participate.” He paused, letting the tension hang in the air. “They just watched.” Aaron’s face went white, his stomach twisting into knots. Lucas’s eyes widened, his breath catching. “You can’t be serious,” he said, his voice strained. Coach shrugged, his expression calm. “It’s all part of the learning process. You skipped, you missed out. Now, enough questions. Keep going.” Aaron’s mind raced, the thought of their classmates—all the girls they knew—watching something like this was unbearable. His strokes grew more mechanical as he tried to block out the situation. His body was working against him, the slick, aching heat in his groin making it impossible to focus on anything else. Each motion sent a jolt of sensation through him, the tension building low in his abdomen with alarming speed. Beside him, Lucas let out a low, frustrated grunt, his own movements becoming faster, more desperate. His muscular frame was taut with effort, the veins in his forearm standing out as his hand worked over his thick, rigid length. “This is bullshit,” he muttered under his breath, though the quiver in his voice betrayed his mounting arousal. Aaron risked a glance at Lucas, and the sight only made his own situation worse. Lucas’s flushed face, the sheen of sweat glistening on his skin, the rhythmic motion of his hand—it all fed into the heat spiraling inside Aaron, his hips twitching involuntarily in response. “Eyes forward,” Coach barked, snapping Aaron’s attention back to the clipboard in his hand. “Focus. This isn’t a competition.” Aaron’s cheeks burned hotter, and he clenched his jaw, forcing himself to look away. The air in the room felt suffocating, thick with tension and the faint, unmistakable sound of slick strokes as both boys struggled to comply. Coach circled them slowly, his gaze sharp and appraising. “Don’t hold back now,” he said, his tone softening slightly. “We need a complete sample. The more you give, the better.” Aaron felt a wave of shame wash over him, but his body refused to stop. The heat in his core built to an unbearable peak, and his strokes quickened, his breathing turning shallow and uneven. He could feel his release approaching, the pressure mounting with each agonizing second. “I… I can’t…” Aaron gasped, his voice breaking. Coach smirked, his eyes gleaming. “Yes, you can. Just let go.” Aaron’s body obeyed before his mind could catch up. With a shuddering cry, his hips jerked forward, and the first hot spurt of semen shot from him, landing on the floor in a sticky arc. He let out a strangled moan, his legs trembling as his release overtook him in wave after wave, each one leaving him more drained than the last. Lucas followed seconds later, a guttural groan escaping his lips as his own climax hit. His strokes faltered, then stopped altogether as thick ropes of cum spilled from him, streaking his thighs and the floor beneath him. He bent forward slightly, his hands gripping his knees as he fought to catch his breath. Coach’s grin widened, and he crouched slightly, inspecting the results with a deliberate slowness that made Aaron’s skin crawl. “Impressive,” he said, his tone laced with approval. He dipped a finger into one of the pools on the floor, rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger. “Good consistency. Healthy color.” Aaron turned his face away, his humiliation complete. Lucas’s fists clenched at his sides, but he didn’t say a word, his shoulders heaving as he tried to steady his breathing. Coach straightened, jotting something down on his clipboard. “Well done, boys,” he said, his voice brisk. “That concludes your assessment.” Aaron’s head snapped up. “That’s it?” Coach glanced at him, his smirk firmly in place. “That’s it. You’re free to go.” Neither boy moved, their bodies still frozen in the aftermath of what had just happened. Finally, Coach raised an eyebrow. “Unless you’d like to stick around for a more thorough evaluation?” Aaron shook his head quickly, reaching for his clothes. Lucas followed suit, his movements stiff and angry as he yanked on his hoodie and joggers. The two of them avoided each other’s eyes as they dressed in silence, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife. As they headed for the door, Coach’s voice stopped them. “Oh, and boys?” They turned reluctantly, their gazes wary. “Remember,” Coach said, his smirk widening. “Don’t skip my class again. Next time, the consequences might be even more… involved.” Aaron swallowed hard, his grip tightening on his backpack strap as he nodded quickly. Lucas muttered something under his breath, his jaw clenched as he pushed the door open. The two of them stepped into the hallway, their faces burning with humiliation as they walked away in silence. Neither of them spoke, but one thought lingered in both their minds—they would never look at Coach Miller the same way again. One thing was certain—they would never skip another PE class.

@greg01greg had merged your topic here, since the 'person in question' had responded.

This post is long overdue as a result of my busy work schedule. Jac’s massage was as usual heavenly and his touches were sublime. Will recommend anyone who need a good rub to engage him. Discreet and friendly massuer. Thank you Jac.

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

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