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In general, People can get HIV through: vaginal/frontal and anal sex without a condom sharing drug injecting equipment sharing sex toys mother-to-child transmission during pregnancy coming into contact with contaminated blood. Most activities pose no risk of getting or passing on HIV. HIV cannot be passed on by: kissing hugging shaking hands sharing space with someone sharing a toilet sharing household items such as cups, plates, cutlery, or bed linen any other general social contact. For transmission to occur, the HIV in these fluids must get into the bloodstream of an HIV-negative person through a mucous membrane (found in the rectum, vagina, mouth, or tip of the penis), through open cuts or sores, or by direct injection (from a needle or syringe). So, to answer your question, if there was no blood nor semen involved, transmission is unlikely to have taken place. For more info, check these out: https://www.tht.org.uk/hiv/about-hiv/how-hiv-transmitted https://www.hiv.gov/hiv-basics/overview/about-hiv-and-aids/how-is-hiv-transmitted Stay safe and stay calm. If unsure go for a medical checkup. Take care, and season's greetings. Cheers

I was there last week for session 2. When I arrived there were 2 guys who just finished changing from session 1, so i guess somehow they managed to stay for 1 hour in-between the sessions. At the end of session 2, they rung the bell and everyone had to get out of the pool. Those guys didn't take long to shower n leave the premise, which left me alone with another guy and we managed to fuck in the open, after both of us came, I put on my clothes and left the premise, there wasn't any security guards waiting or monitoring outside. I'm not sure if they did a round of check before session 3 began, because i wasn't there. Hope this info is useful

i have never stayed till that late as standing as a mannequin for a duration can be tiring.

One world hotel

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What a blowjob. What a good release. Just wore thongs and socks, and I got 2 guys coming over and giving such a sloppy and wet blowjob. With hands all over.

KL alone for 2 night who keen to have fun. @ahboyboy

Thats bcos you hit your KPI 5 minutes of stepping into KB!!!!

Any edgers at KL sentral area? I can host

Update Kamasutra

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So nice and sexy

room with ticket to onsen, there is no private or room-attached onsen

Any suckers now

Anyone can voice their opinions here. Doesn't matter if the specific perv is here or not. It serves as a warning/reminder to all pervs and those training to be one (intentionally or not lol) who are on this forum. The spike in the number of perverts and those causing public nuisance in public places is high these days. So why can't people kpkb here?

Was there last Sunday. Saw some guys got their nipples and dicks sucked and didn’t wash up and some others also didn’t bother the saliva smell of others and continue on. I can’t..

Yes, you have HIV, no doubt about that. You’ll need to buy a hazmat soon before it’s too late.

U have to be prepared to get yr hole stretched by their long n thick schlong.

Hi, I'm 35/177/83 stocky Top Chinese. Looking for long term relation who shares common interests like enjoying food, travel around, go café just to sit down enjoy the aircon and to go swimming or even hiking. Straight acting. Willing to accompany each other. anyone can just message me.

Imo better not to do that, dont take the advantage of a loophole, it may causing unnecessary trouble to others in future, it's just RM5 per session...get it done with whatever u want to do and leave. Get a new ticket if want to enter for the next session, stay in there just to avoid paying another session just not cool.

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There are usually people around but people are more and more choosy so most just self service at home later. Hahahha.

Have place (central of SG) near Bishan/Upp Thomson-> local chn here 175/74 med built late 40s - into nip play; balls pits ; licking sucking 69; mutual JO hot deep throat; deep kissing; shower fun; sweaty fun (kink and light BDSM if both are ok-> food play hahaha) can explore … at the end, just to have (safe) FUN… 🙂 looking for light minded individuals; sane & same (stats?) hehhe beefy guys are a bonus!! DM to intro if keen -> etc 🙂

jerk fun anyone? dm please

Of course not lah cos it’s so painful n embarrassing. Lol

It's not just the spectacles lah. I am sure the face and bod matters too. I wear specs but no one interested because face and bod cmi.

Staff do enforce the no towel rule so by the time you see guys started wearing towels again then you know you have crossed the 11pm mark. Time to go if you taking bus or train lol.

dm you

When too big group coming into the room it causes a suspicious as the hotel got cctv very spot and corner. Best not to have big group.

Not silly at all. Good questions. Answer: You will be considered a New member. You do need to have an active Safra membership before joining their Gym (EnergyOne). Safra membership fee is a separate amount altogether. Note there is a joining or admin fee (if any) on top of subscription fee of the gym. But this fee was waived at one point, I am not sure if it is waive right now. Got to check at their counter. Best to call before heading down but sometimes they do not pick up the phone. I think Energy One is a good choice, if you don't have high expectations —eg. locations, facilities, cleanliness, politeness, service level etc.

yes, very annoying clean but worst is that you missed the spot and got stains!

I have place now. Prefer chubs 115kg.

Near subang airport anyone? Can host

At first, it was thrilling. The chats, pics and chemistry that sparked before ever meeting in person. But soon, the excitement fades. After meeting, usually leading to nothing meaningful. Then on to the next one. Every conversation felt the same, just same small talk about nothing.

Been wanting to meet a super skinny guy for some fun, someone skinnier than me. 😅

I get it though. Some people just don’t do well in open settings face to face. Through screens, we’re all able to freely express without worrying about how we look or sound or smell or even come across. In person, we have to think quick, look attractive, make sure there’s no vege stuck in our teeth.

I used an AI chatbot to write most of this army story with a few prompts and editing on my part, but I think it's pretty hot! I hope you guys will enjoy it. Also, you know the usual disclaimer... All the characters in the story are fictitious and any reference to real life people is merely coincidental. Summary: Hotshot commando officer 2nd lieutenant Jieren goes down a rabbit hole as he faces his reckoning ************************** 2nd Lieutenant Jieren Tan stepped off the train and into the bustling streets of Geylang, feeling a mix of excitement and trepidation. Standing at 1.8 metres, with sun-kissed skin from spending a tad too much time at the beach, broad shoulders and a sexy treasure trail tapering to hard six packs honed from a long history of competitive sports, he could very well be the poster boy of the Singapore Armed Forces. Indeed, with his boyish clean-cut good looks and perfect pearly whites, he was even a part-time student model before getting enlisted to National Service. His heart raced in his chest as he thought about the meeting Taufik had insisted on having with him. If there’s a yin to his yang, it had to be Taufik. Dark, brooding and intense, the Malay officer was similar to him in many aspects, from their competitiveness to competence. Hell, they even looked quite alike with model-esque good looks and even the same dick size, albeit Taufik being slightly shorter and rugged in looks. At the slightly homoerotic memory of Taufik’s dick, the straight-as-arrow Jieren shook his head as if to exorcise it out of his head. Their rivalry at the Officer Cadet School had been intense, and while Jieren had come out on top in terms of being posted to the prestigious Hendon camp as a Commando officer, he knew Taufik was not one to let things rest easily. He arrived at the sleek hotel and made his way to the room number Taufik had provided. Knocking on the door, he tried to compose himself, his mind racing with thoughts of what could possibly be so urgent that it couldn’t wait until they were both back in camp. The door swung open to reveal Taufik, dressed in his own body-hugging camo-green No. 4 uniform, but with an air of dominance and arrogance that Jieren had never seen before. “Tan, come in,” Taufik said with a smirk. “I’ve been waiting for you.” Jieren stepped into the dimly lit hotel room, his eyes scanning the space for any signs of what was to come. The heavy scent of musk and cologne filled the air, a stark contrast to the sterile environment of their usual barracks. Taufik’s eyes gleamed with a malicious intent as he closed the door behind him, the click of the lock echoing in the silence. Jieren felt his throat tighten as he realized the gravity of the situation. He had been set up. Taufik strode over to the minibar and poured two whiskeys, handing one to Jieren. “Drink up,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “You’re going to need it.” Jieren took the glass, his hand shaking slightly, and downed the amber liquid in one gulp. It burned his throat, but the warmth spreading through his body did little to ease the cold dread that was beginning to form in his stomach. Without warning, Taufik grabbed Jieren’s shoulder and spun him around to face the mirror. Jieren’s reflection stared back at him, wide-eyed and defiant. Taufik leaned in close, his breath hot on Jieren’s ear. “I’ve caught you engaging a prostitute,” he whispered, his grip on Jieren’s shoulder tightening. “In fact, here’s the video showing you entering a hotel room with that prostitute. What do you think will happen to your military career?” Jieren’s eyes widened as he saw the screen of Taufik’s handphone come to life. The video played out the sordid encounter in explicit detail: the way the prostitute had moaned and whimpered, the sound of skin slapping against skin, and his own unmistakable voice, crying out in pleasure. He reached out to grab the phone, a desperate attempt to snatch back some semblance of control over the situation. But Taufik was too quick, holding it just out of reach. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” Taufik said, a sadistic smile playing on his lips. “You see, I’ve taken the liberty of storing this little gem in multiple locations. It would be such a shame if it ended up in the wrong hands, don’t you think?” Jieren’s face flushed with rage and humiliation as he realized the extent of Taufik’s plan. “What do you want?” he demanded, his voice cracking with fear. “Oh, I think you know exactly what I want,” Taufik said, his tone slick and sinister. “You see, I’ve always envied you, Tan. The way everyone looks up to you, the way you strut around camp like you own the place. Now, it’s time for you to learn what it’s like to be on the receiving end of some…attention.” Taufik’s hand gripped his shoulder, sending a shiver down Jieren’s spine. He lunged for the phone, his instincts telling him to destroy the evidence at all costs, but Taufik was too quick. He danced back, the phone out of reach, his smile growing wider with every desperate swipe Jieren made. “Now, now, let’s not be hasty,” Taufik taunted, his eyes glinting with excitement. “I think we can come to an understanding, you and I. You see, I have certain… needs that aren’t quite as mainstream as yours.” He stepped closer, his chest brushing against Jieren’s back, his voice dropping to a seductive purr. “And I think you might just be the perfect candidate to help me fulfill them.” Jieren’s mind raced as he felt the heat of Taufik’s body against him, the implications of what was being suggested sinking in. “What are you saying?” he managed to ask, his voice a hoarse whisper. “I’m saying,” Taufik began, his breath warm on Jieren’s neck, “that I’m willing to keep your little secret… if you’re willing to keep mine.” He reached around and unbuckled Jieren’s belt, his hand sliding into the waistband of his uniform pants. “You’re going to be my bitch, Tan,” Taufik said, his voice a mix of amusement and authority. “And you’re going to like it.” Jieren’s body stiffened with horror as Taufik’s hand found its way to his crotch, groping his cock through the fabric. He struggled to break free, but Taufik’s grip was like a vice, his strength surprising for someone who was smaller than him. “You’re going to do whatever I say, whenever I say,” Taufik continued, his fingers now stroking Jieren’s erection. “And if you do a good job, I might just let you keep your career.” Jieren felt a strange mix of anger and arousal building within him. He had never been with a man before, and the thought of being used like this by his rival was unbearable. But the fear of losing everything he had worked so hard for was stronger. He could feel his resolve slipping away with every stroke of Taufik’s hand. Taufik noticed the shift in Jieren’s demeanor and took full advantage of it. He stepped closer, his hardening cock pressing against Jieren’s lower back. “Look at yourself,” he whispered, his hand now moving to unbutton Jieren’s shirt. “You’re so hard for me. You can’t resist it, can you?” Jieren’s reflection in the mirror showed his face contorted with a mix of anger and lust. His eyes searched Taufik’s, looking for any hint of mercy, but all he found was the gleam of victory. “Get your fucking hands off me,” he snarled, but his voice lacked conviction. Taufik chuckled, his hands moving to unbuckle Jieren’s pants. “Such a strong, proud commando,” he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “But here you are, about to be my bitch.” With a swift tug, Taufik pushed the loose slacks down, leaving Jieren’s bubble butt partially exposed. His erection peeked out of his slacks, a traitor to his own pride, betraying his body’s involuntary response to Taufik’s touch. Taufik stepped back, admiring his handiwork. “Fuck,”, he wolf-whistled appreciatively, his eyes raking over the two perfectly-formed, unblemished globes, “what a piece of work.” Jieren’s face flushed at the comment. Ignoring him, Taufik continued, “Now, we need to set some ground rules.” He pulled out a set of handcuffs from the nightstand drawer and snapped them around Jieren’s wrists, securing him to the headboard of the hotel bed. “First rule: you do exactly as I say.” Jieren’s mind reeled as he squirmed in his restraints, trying to process the situation. “What do you want from me?” he asked, his voice tight with anger and fear. Taufik sauntered over to the bed, his own cock now fully erect and tenting his uniform slacks. He leaned down, his face mere inches from Jieren’s. “I want you to submit to me,” he said, his voice a low growl. “I want to show you what it’s like to be dominated.” With a swift motion, Taufik grabbed the back of Jieren’s neck and pushed him down onto the bed, face-first. Jieren felt the softness of the mattress against his cheek, his heart racing as Taufik’s hands roamed over his body, touching him in places no one else had ever dared. He felt Taufik’s cock pushing against his ass, the fabric of their pants the only barrier. “You’re mine now,” Taufik murmured, his breath hot on Jieren’s neck. Jieren’s body tensed as Taufik began to slide his pants down, the cool air of the hotel room a stark contrast to the heat of their entwined forms. The sound of Taufik’s zipper was the only noise in the room, a deafening crescendo of doom that sent shivers down his spine. He could feel the head of Taufik’s cock nudging against his hole, and he bit back a whimper. “Remember,” Taufik whispered, his voice a dark caress, “you agreed to this.” With a cruel twist of his wrist, Taufik yanked Jieren’s slacks down to his ankles, leaving him completely exposed and vulnerable. Jieren’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions: anger, humiliation, fear, and an unwelcome flicker of excitement. He felt the tip of Taufik’s cock press against his entrance, and his body instinctively clenched. “Relax,” Taufik ordered, his voice a soft hiss in the quiet room. “This will be over sooner if you just take it like a good boy.” Jieren’s eyes squeezed shut as he felt the first intrusion. The pain was sharp and intense, a stark reminder of the power Taufik held over him. He bit back a scream, his teeth sinking into the pillow beneath him. Taufik didn’t wait for his body to adjust, instead pushing in deeper and faster, a smug satisfaction etched on his face as he watched Jieren’s reflection in the mirror. “You like it, don’t you?” he taunted, his strokes growing more forceful. “You like being my little bitch.” Jieren could feel his body betraying him, his cock responding to the rough handling despite his mind’s protest. The pain slowly morphed into something else, a burning need that made him want to push back into Taufik’s thrusts. He tried to ignore the pleasure, to hold onto the last shreds of his dignity, but it was no use. Taufik’s skilled hands gripped his hips, holding him in place as he fucked him like he owned him. Taufik reached around and began to stroke Jieren’s cock in time with his thrusts, his grip firm and demanding. Jieren’s eyes snapped open, and he found himself staring at their reflection in the mirror. He watched as Taufik’s muscled arms flexed with each powerful drive into his body, his own face a mask of agony and ecstasy. The sight of Taufik’s cock disappearing into his ass, the way their bodies moved together in a rhythm that seemed so wrong yet so natural, was almost too much to bear. But Taufik wasn’t done. With a snarl of triumph, he reached down and ripped open the front of Jieren’s No. 4 uniform, sending buttons flying in every direction. Jieren’s chest heaved, his smooth muscular physique now bare for Taufik’s greedy eyes to feast on. Taufik’s hands moved to Jieren’s chest, grabbing his solid pecs and squeezing them roughly. The pleasure was intense, and despite the circumstances, Jieren couldn’t help but moan. He felt his body responding, his ass loosening around Taufik’s cock as he was fucked harder and deeper. In the mirror, Jieren watched in horror and fascination as he saw himself begin to push back into Taufik’s thrusts, meeting each one with his own. His moans grew louder, filling the room with the sound of his own submission. He saw the look of triumph on Taufik’s face and knew that he had lost the battle. The handcuffs bit into his wrists, a constant reminder of his helplessness, yet the pain only seemed to enhance the sensation. He felt his own orgasm building, his body betraying him further. “That’s it,” Taufik encouraged, his voice thick with lust. “You’re loving this, aren’t you? You’re loving being my bitch.” Jieren’s cheeks burned with shame, his teeth grinding into the pillow. He didn’t want to admit it, but his body was responding to the relentless pounding, the pleasure mixing with the pain and fear in a confusing cocktail of sensation. Taufik’s hand tightened around his cock, pulling and twisting in a way that sent bolts of electricity through his body. He could feel his climax approaching, and his body tensed, trying to hold it back. “You’re going to cum for me,” Taufik growled, his breath hot and heavy on Jieren’s neck. “You’re going to show me how much you enjoy being my slut.” The words sent a fresh wave of humiliation crashing over Jieren, but he couldn’t deny the truth. His body was on fire, and it was all Taufik’s doing. He felt his orgasm building, his cock straining in Taufik’s hand. He didn’t want to give his rival the satisfaction, but the pleasure was too intense to resist. With a final, desperate effort, he tried to hold back, to maintain some semblance of control. But Taufik was too good, too experienced, and with a few more strokes, Jieren’s body gave in. He came with a muffled scream, his cum spurting onto the hotel bed. The handcuffs bit deeper into his skin as he bucked and writhed, his body helplessly following the commands of his own traitorous desires. Taufik’s rhythm didn’t falter, his own pleasure building as he watched Jieren’s submission play out in the mirror. “That’s it,” he said, his voice filled with a dark satisfaction. “You’re mine now.” Jieren felt the last of his resistance crumble as the aftershocks of his orgasm faded. He was completely at Taufik’s mercy, his body used and discarded like a piece of meat. The weight of his own cum on the bed was a sticky reminder of his humiliation. Taufik leaned in, whispering in his ear, “You liked that, didn’t you?” Jieren’s only response was a choking sob. Taufik’s hand continued to toy with his now-sensitive cock, keeping him on edge as he whispered more taunts and commands. “You’re going to do this for me again,” Taufik said. “And again. And every time, you’re going to beg for it. You’re going to love it.” Jieren’s mind was a mess of emotions: anger at the betrayal, fear of the video being leaked, and a strange, burning curiosity about what Taufik had in store for him next. His body, however, was a willing participant in Taufik’s twisted game, his muscles relaxing and his ass clenching around Taufik’s cock. He hated himself for it, but the feeling of fullness, the way Taufik’s body felt against his, was oddly sensual. Taufik pulled out, leaving Jieren feeling empty and exposed. He undid the handcuffs in record time and flipped the bitched officer onto his back, their uniform slacks still around their ankles, and straddled him. “Look at me when I fuck you,” he ordered, his voice cold and commanding. Jieren’s eyes snapped open to meet Taufik’s, his own filled with a mix of anger and lust. He watched as Taufik lined up their cocks, his own cock still half-hard and glistening with cum despite the humiliation while being rubbed and stimulated by Taufik’s ramrod pole. With a smirk, Taufik began to pump their cocks together, using Jieren’s own cum as lubricant. Jieren’s body responded again, his erection growing back to full mast as Taufik’s hands worked both of them into a frenzy. The sight was too much, and Jieren had to look away, his cheeks burning with embarrassment and desire. But Taufik was not satisfied with just watching their cocks slide together; he leaned down and kissed Jieren, forcing his tongue into his mouth in a dominating kiss that left Jieren gasping for air. The taste of whiskey and lust mingled as Taufik claimed him, his tongue dancing with Jieren’s in a display of power and ownership. Jieren’s hands balled into fists at his sides, fighting the urge to push Taufik away while also wanting to pull him closer. Taufik broke the kiss, his eyes gleaming with triumph as he saw the struggle within Jieren. “You can’t deny it,” he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. “You want this.” Jieren’s breath came in ragged gasps as Taufik continued to stroke their cocks in unison. The pleasure was almost unbearable, and he could feel his resolve slipping away with every touch. “You’re just using me,” he managed to say, his voice weak. “Using you?” Taufik laughed, a cold, cruel sound. “I’m giving you what you need, Tan. You’re the one who’s been living a lie. Now you get to experience the truth.” He leaned down and bit Jieren’s ear, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. “And the best part is, you’re going to come to me for more.” With that, Taufik unceremoniously hoisted Jieren’s thick thighs up like he was fucking a bitch, making the latter gasp as he realized what was about to happen. Jieren’s legs were now spread wide, his slacks lying uselessly on the floor, exposing his ass and balls to Taufik’s hungry gaze. The position was undeniably degrading, and it only served to fuel Taufik’s dominance. He lined his cock up with Jieren’s tight hole, the tip glistening with precum. “You’re going to take this,” he said, his voice a low, guttural growl. “And you’re going to enjoy it.” Jieren’s eyes widened with fear and humiliation, but his body betrayed him once more, his hole puckering with anticipation. Taufik took a deep breath, savoring the moment before he pushed inside, feeling the resistance give way to his iron-hard shaft. Jieren’s gasp was a mix of pain and shock, his body involuntarily clenching around Taufik’s cock. “So tight, but you’ll get used to it,” Taufik murmured, his eyes never leaving the glorious sight in the mirror. And glorious it was, to see his own hairy, muscular physique contrasting with the sweat-slicked, sculpted pecs and abs belonging to his bitch. It was like they were transported back in time, with him being the victorious Persian hero conquering the smooth Spartan champion who lay defeated and at his mercy. It was the battle of the Titans, the battle of the century between two manliness-incarnates, and he had triumphed. With a roar, he began to thrust in earnest, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the room. Jieren’s eyes remained locked on Taufik’s piercing gaze, watching in horror as he was claimed by his rival. His own cock bobbed between them, a silent testament to his body’s treacherous desires. Taufik leaned back, gripping Jieren’s thighs tightly as he drove into him, the slap of their bodies growing louder with each stroke. The pain was intense, but Jieren found himself pushing back into it, his body begging for more. The room spun as Taufik’s rhythm grew more frantic, his own orgasm approaching. “You’re going to beg for it,” Taufik panted, his breath hot on Jieren’s neck. “You’re going to love being my little slut.” Jieren’s mind reeled, trying to reject the words, but his body was a traitor. His hips began to meet Taufik’s thrusts, his legs trembling while he desperately clung to the sides of the bed. He could feel Taufik’s cock stretching him, filling him in a way that no woman ever had. The pain was a strange, addictive mix with the pleasure, and he knew he was going to come again. He clenched his teeth, trying not to make a sound, not to give Taufik the satisfaction of hearing him beg. But the pleasure was too intense. “Please,” he gasped, hating himself for the need in his voice. “Harder.” Taufik’s smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with victory as he picked up his pace. “That’s my good boy,” he murmured, his strokes becoming more powerful. Jieren’s body arched off the bed, his muscles straining as he sought the release that Taufik dangled just out of reach. The room was filled with the sounds of their harsh breathing and the slap of flesh. Taufik’s uniform pants were sticky with sweat and other fluids, his own arousal clear as he pumped into Jieren’s body. “You’re going to be my secret,” Taufik said, his voice a harsh whisper. “My dirty little secret that I get to play with whenever I want.” Jieren craned his neck back to see himself in the mirror, looking for any sign of the proud commando he had once been. Instead, he saw a depraved man lost in pleasure, his body responding instinctively to the relentless assault of his rival’s cock. “I’ll do whatever you want,” Jieren managed to say, his voice a hoarse whisper. “Just don’t tell anyone.” “Oh, I won’t,” Taufik said, his strokes growing more deliberate. “But you’ll have to prove your loyalty.” He reached down and squeezed Jieren’s balls, his grip tight enough to make Jieren wince. “You’re going to come for me. And then, you’re going to suck my cock clean.” Jieren’s body tensed at the thought, his mind recoiling at the idea of performing such a degrading act. But his body had other plans. With each thrust, he could feel his orgasm building again, his prostate being expertly massaged by Taufik’s thick cock. He didn’t want to give in, didn’t want to let Taufik win so completely. But the perverse pleasure was too intense, too overwhelming. With a cry that was equal parts rage and pleasure, he came again, his body spasming around Taufik’s cock, while at the same time Taufik roared as he creamed inside the willing muscle ass. Taufik pulled out, his cock slick with both of their cum. He leaned down and whispered in Jieren’s ear, “Now, suck it clean.” Jieren felt his stomach churn, but he knew he had no choice. With trembling hands, he reached down and took Taufik’s still-hard cock in his mouth, his own taste mingling with the musky scent of their mingled seed. He tried not to gag as he licked and sucked, cleaning Taufik’s shaft with a newfound desperation. Taufik’s hand affectionately tousled his hair, messing with his susceptible mind. He then gently but firmly pushed his head deeper until Jieren was choking as the entire length slid down his throat. As he sucked, Jieren couldn’t help but feel the power dynamic shift. His own cock grew hard again, a silent testament to the thrill of his submission. He hated it, but he couldn’t deny the dark thrill of being used in such a way. Taufik now placed both hands firmly on his head, guiding him in a slow, steady rhythm like playing with a rag doll, his breathing growing shallower with every pass of Jieren’s tongue. “That’s it,” Taufik murmured, his voice thick with pleasure. “Suck it like you mean it.” Jieren’s eyes watered as he took Taufik’s cock deeper, his own arousal growing despite his better judgment. He hated himself for enjoying this, for letting his rival dominate him so completely. Yet, there was something undeniably addictive about the feeling of being owned, of being used for someone else’s pleasure. Taufik’s grip on his hair tightened, his thrusts growing more erratic as he approached his second climax. As Jieren sucked, he couldn’t help but let his own hands wander to his chest, his dark, quarter-sized nipples now painfully erect and sensitive from the earlier teasing. To his own disgust, he found himself playing with them like a cheap whore, his own body betraying him further. Taufik noticed and chuckled, swatting his hands away once more. “Let me do it,” he said, his voice filled with dark amusement. He tenderly tickled Jieren’s nipples, playing with them as though they belonged to a delicate prostitute as he continued to fuck his mouth. Jieren’s moans grew in pitch, sounding increasingly like a sissy’s. The thought of losing his manhood was too much to bear, but the pleasure was undeniable. Taufik’s fingers explored his sweaty nipples from different angles, sending waves of sensation straight to Jieren’s cock, which was now standing at full attention once again. Taufik’s grin grew wider as he watched the transformation unfold before him. “That’s it,” he murmured. “You’re such a good little bitch.” Jieren’s hands moved to his own cock, stroking it in time with Taufik’s thrusts into his mouth. He felt his body responding to the degradation, his mind clouded with a mix of anger, fear, and an unexplained excitement. Taufik’s eyes never left the mirror, watching the scene with a mix of arousal and satisfaction. “You’re mine now,” he said, his voice a dark promise. “I’m going to call you Jessica from now on whenever we’re alone.” Jieren’s eyes widened at the new name, his cheeks flushing a deep red. He wanted to protest, to fight back, but his body was no longer his own. He felt his orgasm building again, his muscles tensing as Taufik’s fingers played with his sensitive nipples. Just as he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, his cock spurted cum, the force of his orgasm causing his throat to convulse around Taufik’s cock. Taufik let out a bellow of pleasure as he felt Jieren’s throat muscles contract around him, his own release imminent. “That’s it, Jessica,” he growled, his voice filled with lust and triumph. “Take it all for me.” And with that, he came again, his cum filling Jieren’s mouth as the latter’s cock painted their heaving, muscular chests with ropes of sticky white cum. As they both wound down from their shared orgasm, Taufik pulled out of Jieren’s mouth with a wet pop, a smug look on his face. He tenderly caressed Jieren’s sweaty cheek, his thumb brushing against the corner of his mouth, collecting the last remnants of cum. “You’re so beautiful when you come,” he whispered, his voice a stark contrast to the harshness of the situation. Before Jieren could react, Taufik tilted his head up and claimed his lips in a fierce kiss, his tongue pushing its way in to devour his mouth. The kiss was possessive, claiming ownership of every inch of him. Their mouths finally parted, and Jieren’s eyes searched Taufik’s, a mix of confusion, resignation, and arousal swirling within him. He didn’t understand why he was feeling this way, why his body was responding so eagerly to the man who had just shattered his world. But as he looked into Taufik’s eyes, he saw the hunger and satisfaction there, and he knew that he was lost. Taufik’s hand trailed down Jieren’s face, his thumb lingering over the swollen, kiss-bruised lips before moving to cradle his cheek. “Look at us,” Taufik said softly, his voice a gentle caress in the aftermath of their intense encounter. “We’re so beautiful together.” Jieren’s eyes searched Taufik’s, looking for any sign of regret or pity, but all he found was the glint of triumph and desire. “What now?” he asked, his voice hoarse from the screams that had been forced from his throat. “Now, my dear Jessica,” Taufik said, his voice a sweet poison, “we get to enjoy the fruits of your labor.” He reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a small camcorder. The red light was still on, the unblinking eye of their perversion. “You see,” Taufik continued, his smile wicked, “I’ve been recording this little performance of yours. And it’s quite the show, if I do say so myself.” Jieren felt his heart drop into his stomach as he realized the depth of Taufik’s control. “What are you going to do with it?” he asked, his voice trembling with fear. “Oh, I think we’ll just keep this as insurance,” Taufik said, his eyes gleaming with malice. “To make sure you don’t forget who’s in charge.” Jieren felt his stomach turn as he realized the true extent of Taufik’s power over him. “Please, don’t,” he begged, his voice cracking. But Taufik was unfazed. He held up the camcorder, the evidence of their illicit encounter playing out on the small screen. Jieren’s face was a mask of pure agony and pleasure as Taufik’s cock slammed into him, his body contorting in unbelievable ways with each thrust. “You want to watch it?” Taufik asked, his voice a teasing purr. “You want to see yourself like this?” With a broken moan, Jieren nodded, unable to find the words to express his desperation. Taufik’s grip on his cheek tightened, his thumb tracing the path of a tear that had escaped. “Good boy,” he murmured. “But first, you need to earn it.” Hearing this, Jieren wasted no time in straddling him, his cock still rock hard as he positioned it at Jieren’s entrance. “Ride me,” he ordered, his voice a command that brooked no argument. Jieren complied, his muscled thighs flexing as he lowered himself onto Taufik’s cock. It slid into him with ease, the previous rounds of passion having prepared him well. He leaned back, his hands on Taufik’s shoulders for balance, and began to bounce up and down, his ass taking Taufik’s length with eager abandon. The sight in the mirror was one of pure debauchery: a straight-laced commando riding his rival’s cock like a slut, his own cock bobbing with every movement. As Jieren rode Taufik, the latter couldn’t help but reach up to play with his bitch’s tits. He pinched and twisted the sensitive nipples, eliciting gasps and moans that grew louder with each tug. Jieren’s body responded to the painful pleasure, his muscular pecs bouncing lewdly up and down, as he raised his arms to flex his biceps while riding faster and more erratically. It was a strange feeling, being treated like a girlfriend by another man, but the sensation was intoxicating. “Look at yourself,” Taufik whispered, as Jieren’s eyes snapped open and his gaze couldn’t help but fixate on how sexy and slutty he looked. “You’re loving every second of this, aren’t you?” Jieren’s mind rebelled against the truth of Taufik’s words, but his body betrayed him. With every stroke, every touch, he could feel his resistance slipping away. He had never felt so alive, so…used. And as much as he hated it, he couldn’t deny the dark thrill that coursed through him. His six packs tightened into an eight, as his ass clenched around Taufik’s cock, hips moving in a rhythm that was as old as time. Jieren’s thoughts raced as he stared at their reflection in the mirror. Maybe this was what he had been missing all along, the thrill of submission to a stronger, more dominant man. Maybe he would enjoy being Taufik’s girlfriend, their dirty little secret whenever the mood struck his boyfriend. The idea was both terrifying and exhilarating, a heady mix of fear and desire that left him gasping for breath. “Fuck me, breed me, knock me up,” Jieren chanted as his eyes rolled back, his mind gone temporarily even as his body was still hard at work, his sweaty muscles flexing as he rode both of them to another climax. “Yup, revenge is served,” Taufik smirked, as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the ride. The end.

Second time I was attended by Ah Cai on Friday. He did a great job with my shoulders and my muscle felt less sore from the gym. Very satisfied with the service.

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.

When I first started working out, I wasn’t happy with how I looked either, and I knew I needed to make some changes—not just for others, but for myself. For me, it was about building confidence and feeling better in my own skin. Along with hitting the gym, I also started focusing more on all natural food, like fresh fruits, veggies, and lean proteins. The difference it made in my energy levels and mood was huge! It’s a journey, and the most important thing is learning to appreciate and love yourself along the way.

Nah to be honest I love it when people touch my muscles so one of the reasons I go to the gym is to get bigger and stronger and more solid so people can enjoy my body more. It’s a bit of a slutty thought and not something I’d readily share in real life haha but yeah.

Will be in kl today with place until 11th December. I am discreet bi married Chinese from North Malaysia. Prefer to meet bi Chinese for light fun or even more depends on chemistry. I am 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 always thought bubble was mutually exclusive with muscular. Bubble to me means meaty and fleshy. Muscular is lean and striated. For hygiene sake I prefer to receive HJ only.

So, the Jacuzzi session runs from 6 to 10 PM. I visited Otot2 after a long hiatus of four years. Remarkably, the energy and aura remain unchanged. My eyes instinctively sought out the familiar charm and pleasures amidst the bubbling water and the dimly lit room. This time, my intention wasn’t to seek pleasure but to observe and immerse myself in the atmosphere. Patrons of diverse body types and varying sexual orientations moved about, creating a lively environment. For someone like me, who enjoys observing, it was a visual delight. Conversations floated around—discussions about preferences, experiences in the dark room, and even networking after those encounters. I thoroughly enjoyed watching this vibrant scene unfold. In the end, I did engage with a tall, muscular Indian guy who had entered Otot2 at the same time as me, and another robust Indian man later joined the interaction. While I didn’t reach climax, the experience was deeply satisfying. Posting here because it would be treasure for someone who only likes to observe and enjoy!

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Hi guys, I've visited BKK a few times and thought I'd share places I cruise. 1st place is Sapan Rama Public Park, there's cruising in the toilets there and also in the structures by the lakes. 2nd place is the abandoned Low Income housing buildings near just south of BKK airport, search Sor. Manirat Alley you should be able to find it - also follow @7pt918JQRmr4G4Q on X. Lastly Park Phuttamonthon 2 is very cruisy, especially to the north of the motorway. To the right of the bus depot is a small park which is very active. I follow a lot of accounts on X and am still trying to trace another area which is mean to be good. It looks like a place which is full of old concrete railway sleepers. Anyone know where this is?

185 75 39 North Indian btm. Have place at NE. Only for the sane n sorted, foreign workers n friends also welcome. tele: umeedsingh

i bumped into 2 indian workers at the Farrer Park mrt station toilet. they were modern sikhs without turban but they were wearing the silver bangle around their wrists. one was standing at the same row as me as was urinating and showing off his dick at the same time. it wasn't erect but was long and thick. i smiled at him and he laughed then shouted something to his friend in their language. the friend walked over and stood beside me, took my hand and left it at his crotch. i pressed the bulge and gave out a gasp - it was humongous. he laughed and asked, "how much you give?" I shook my head and said only free sex. he walked away with his friend. about 10 mins later they both walked in again and asked me for $10 and I can touch both their cocks. so i said ok and where. they led me to a top floor toilet at city square mall. in the cubicle they lowered their pants and underwear and let me stroke their cocks until both were hard and erect and extremely long and thick - one was about 6.5 or 7 inches and the younger one (looks to be in his early 20s) was definitely at least 9inches long but slender. then the older one said, "give me another $10 and you can suck." so i gave them each another $10 and was on my knees happily chomping on 2 delicious Indian sausages until they shot their goo down my throat.

I once had fun (many years ago) with a guy I met at the gym. "J" was a friend of a gay friend (let's call him "Z"), and we were introduced by him at the gym we worked out at. The 3 of us were chatting in the steamroom, and somehow the conversation turned to pubic hair. Z was saying he liked to be completely smooth, so goes for waxes once a month. J then said he liked to be bare too, but he uses the normal razor instead. He then opened up his towel to reveal his plum flaccid cock which was completely smooth. I remember gawking yet feeling puzzled because J was saying earlier during his workout that he was going to have dinner at his in-law's place after fetching his daughter from pre-school. Z then started playfully commenting on J's cock and trying to reach out for it (J was trying to "siam" Z haha). I then got a bit hard from the action and seeing J's magnificent dick, and my towel tented. J noticed it, and pushed Z away and pointed to me: "eh bro, show yours leh. Z and I showed our smooth cocks liao. You said you trim, right? See leh." I tried to brush it off saying I was shy, then J reached out and opened my towel. "Knn bro, you hard ah. Eh your cock quite nice, hor. Horny?" I was embarrassed and retorted "eh don't gay, lah, you've got a wife to fuck, right?". J then told me that Z already told him earlier that I was gay and I glared at Z who quickly looked away. I quickly wrapped my towel up again and changed the subject. We were chatting about something mundane when I told the both of them I'd take a break from the heat - I had lost my erection by then. I was loitering outside, catching my breath, and J came out without Z. He grabbed my crotch and I flinched, and signalled for me to follow him into one of the cubicles. I asked what about Z, and he said he's still inside the steamroom so let's go have a quickie before he comes out. "I thought you're married?" "Yah, but my wife's now pregnant, lah. No sex for the past 7 months and I'm horny. I saw you staring at my cock earlier and I know you liked what you saw bro. Want to suck?" I went down on him, he went down on me a few minutes later, and we squirted our cum onto each other's cocks. I later had dinner with Z who then told me ruefully that he felt left out when J and I went to the cubicle to have fun. Oh well.

In my first yr uni most of my encounters were uni toilet fun (few times a week). By the time I was in 2nd yr and by then staying in the hall, I was quite comfortable with my bi orientation because of the experiences with guys who were either gay, bi or straight during NSF. But most are married now. There was only one encounter in the hall with this straight guy whom I got to know. But the memorable session was abruptly and prematurely ended. We jogged together every evening. He was a nerdy yet ah-beng-looking bespectacled lean guy with very small defined 6 packs abs and pecs, not muscular but with very fair smooth complexion. Not particularly good looker with skinny legs. I was close to him more because he was a really nice considerate guy. Soon we became hall buddy studying together and going for dinners at hall together every evening after our jog. Frankly don't remember we had anything in common other than jogging and studying, and occasional movie double dates with our gfs during hols. One evening after our jog and my shower I went to his room next block to go dinner together. But he hadn't shower yet because he dozed off. His roommate went home that afternoon and he was alone. He looked tired as he opened his room door, still in his jogging attire. I started giving him a shoulder massage to wake him up as he stood. Within a minute he lay down on his bed proned and mumbled, "Wa lao...shiok. Massage longer leh....very tired". I was not thinking of anything horny or naughty at that point. So just squeezed his shoulders, rubbed his upper and lower back and butt while we both were fully clothed - I in shorts and tshirt and he in shorts and tank top. I was sitting on his back, butt and thighs as I moved down to his butt. Despite the fan I was feeling hot in every sense of the word - perspiring from the exertion and getting horny. I then told him that I needed to take off my tshirt and shorts as it's hot and suggested he did the same. He got up to strip down to his undie revealing his rather ripped scrawny bod to me for the first time. I auto looked at his crotch...no tent, no erection, no semi. Neither did I bcos was exerting quite a bit massaging his back. He again lay on his stomach. As I sat on his calves looking at his near naked smooth fair back (like a girl's) and massaging his thighs I got more horny and started to tent in my undie. I began to tease him by massaging his inner thighs next to his balls but short of touching his balls. After about 10min suspected by then he should be hard (well, from my own experience when got massaged there)... lol. Started to move both my hands underneath to massage his pubic areas near his cock which was indeed rock hard. Mmmmh.....stayed there for another 15min alternating between inner thighs and pubic area without directly touching his cock. He was totally quiet but moved his hips up slightly whenever I slipped my hands under to massage his pubic area. Decided to give him a "break" by massaging his calves for 10 min before asking him to turn over. Half expected him to reject the frontal massage but he just flipped over literally in 2 secs with his eyes closed, showing a hard cock in his unattractive broad sky blue triangular undie but no pecum spot. Was wondering if I should massage his shoulders or his legs or his chest?? While still thinking I just uttered something silly, "Wa you owe me one massage in return man". He just said "ok" with one arm bent over his eyes. Encouraged, yet with some hesitation and fear, I decided to sit on his hard cock and massage his chest! Could feel his heart beat was really fast as I massaged his chest softly with deliberate concentration on his nipples using only my palms, and my butt was rubbing against his hard cock, which seemed harder to the feel now, as I moved my hands around his chest. All this while he kept his eyes closed and half covered by one arm, probably trying to imagine his gf sitting on him..LOL. By now was sure he was in for it, I moved by butt to his thighs to massage his pubic area. Was a real turned on for me now - his still light pink cock head was out of his undie with lots of precum on his lower abs. He was still not looking at me or touching me, with both his arms now rigidly by his sides. I was, of course, hard and my cock head was also peeking out of my undie utterly wet with heavy precum. I started to massage his stomach lightly without going near his cock head which twitched numerous times ..HAHAHA. Next, massaged his pubic areas using both my thumbs by rubbing on his undie next to his long slender dick. Each rub downwards would pull his foreskin down exposing half a slender smooth cock with no veins at all. Was thinking how come so nerdy ...seldom jo or what? Then I began to play with his heavy precum on his cock head with my thumb and index finger without touching his cock shaft. His cock started to twitch uncontrollably and oozed lots of precum with slight smell of cum. He also began to fidget and heaved his small smooth taut chest with heavy breathing sound. It was a super turn on especially more so because he didn't touch me at all, which was fine with me, so I could enjoy the process on how long he could hold from initiating some mutual jo or something. Was intending to pull his undie off soon (and mine too lah) to give him a b2b massage which I got from a army mate before. But....alas it was not meant to be. As I was reeling with excitment and wondering when to remove his undie, someone suddenly out of nowhere, like an awakening thunderbolt, shouted his name outside his door, yelled that there were 2 visitors asking for him at the lounge area!! OH, OH, OH SHIT! He opened his eyes wide and answered "Coming!". I wished it was "Cumming!"...LOL. We jumped up, dressed up, he went to meet his parents who brought him some home-cooked Peranakan food (and he so sweetly shared with me after his parents left), and I, with my disappointed dripping hard cock, went back to my room lor. Sorry guys for the anti climax. After that we never spoke about it nor attempted another session but continued our usual routine of studying, jogging and dinners together. Think it never happened again because we were not really physically attracted to each other. He was more into his gf or gals. While I was into my then sporty sexy gf whom I didn't get to meet everyday, the easily available NSA fun at the uni toilets made it an excellent release valve for my daily horny needs so I could concentrate on my uni studies after each cum. After graduation we met for lunch once and realised that we really have nothing much in common to talk about. He was a remisier then and I was working in a financial institution. And we never met again since. Unlikely to find him here I think??