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Cute dark skinned hunk wearing black shorts, bench pressing with his legs kui kui. Thot I saw his exposed dark hairy jewels thro his shorts opening. Wu yia both Can't see clearly wo my glasses and quickly went to the locker and put on my glasses. Turned out it was just his black pouch lining ... Desperate times...

Part 3 Yuuji rubbed his eyes and glanced at his phone. It was 1:14 AM. Just an hour had passed, and he knew this night would be tough. “Hello.” “If I’m not mistaken, you were swimming beside me in the rain yesterday?” “Uh, yeah, I was swimming yesterday.” Yuuji finally made eye contact with the tanned, handsome young man. “You’re a great swimmer! I struggled to keep pace with you, especially after my rugby match. We should definitely swim together again. What other sports do you play? By the way, I’m Baxton.” “Thanks! I’m Yuuji. I just moved here.” “Moved here, as in?” “I’m a transfer architecture student from Japan. I just started this semester.” “Wait… are you Everett’s new roommate?!” Baxton’s question caught Yuuji off guard, and he sat up straight. Without needing a reply, Baxton’s expression shifted to one of genuine concern. “You’re here because you got kicked out of your room, aren’t you?” “No, no, not at all! I just have some work to finish.” Baxton saw right through Yuuji’s flimsy excuse about Everett’s awful behavior. “You won’t be able to sleep here. Come over to my room. I have a single and a sleeping bag.” Before Yuuji could respond to the offer, Baxton began gathering his things for him. Baxton’s heart raced as they made their way back to the dorms. He couldn’t believe how quickly he had been granted the chance to meet up with his swimmer hunk. Some questions he had harbored now surfaced spontaneously in his mind as they engaged in light conversation. Are tiny white trunks… indicative of homosexual inclinations or just a bold choice of swimwear? Completely ignoring me at the pool… does it mean he’s homophobic or simply hopes to steer clear of any unwanted sexual encounters with guys? Baxton certainly wasn’t hoping for anything out of the ordinary to happen with Yuuji tonight. But his curiosity… or sexual curiosity toward this geeky stud, was surely piqued. Baxton lived just a few doors from Yuuji on the same floor as the other rugby guys. As he swung open the door, a strong wave of Baxton’s musky cologne enveloped Yuuji, hitting him with a sense that was both overwhelming and strangely comforting. He followed closely behind as the door clicked shut, catching a mix of the cologne and Baxton’s natural scent that stirred something deep and satisfying in his gut. Yuuji had always been sensitive to smells, each telling him a story. This particular aroma made him feel that Baxton was strong and manly—almost intimidatingly—but also kind and gentle. It eased his tension despite the chaos he noticed in the room. “I’m really sorry about the mess. Feel free to jump in the shower while I tackle this laundry,” Baxton said, shifting uncomfortably. “No, man, please. I don’t want to be a bother. If you don’t mind, I can fold your laundry and tidy up while you shower,” Yuuji insisted. That was undoubtedly an unexpected request, Baxton mused. Could there be a cultural gap in play? It felt strange for another guy to fold laundry, yet Baxton yielded to the squatter’s earnest plea. With a touch of hesitation and a hint of mischief, he peeled off his rugby jersey and shorts, striding over to toss them into the laundry basket dressed only in his black Nike jockstrap. He was acutely aware of his near-nakedness and the intense gaze of Yuuji. “Do you mind putting a fresh bedsheet on for me? It’s in the basket right under the bed. You’ll sleep on the bed tonight while I take the sleeping bag… No arguments, please. I insist. After all, in Japanese culture, treating guests with respect is a top priority, right?” Yuuji quickly tackled the laundry and bedsheets while Baxton enjoyed a long shower in the ensuite bathroom. This room was a world apart from his twin; for one, it had a proper toilet door. In contrast, his room had a moldy shower curtain as the only barrier. The persistent, sweaty stench of dirty laundry was a constant assault on anyone brave enough to step inside. Yuuji often wondered how any girl could tolerate sleeping in that room with Everett. Baxton’s room, in comparison, smelled wonderful—even his laundry had a fresh scent. Yuuji took a clean, folded jersey and pressed it against his face, taking a deep breath. Ahhh… it almost felt like… home. While Baxton relaxed in the shower, Yuuji indulged in his favorite pastime—organizing everything neatly. He folded Baxton’s jerseys, shorts, and even his well-worn jockstraps and boxer shorts with meticulous care, just like his mother taught him. As Yuuji took out the new bedsheet, he smiled as he stumbled upon the tube of KY lubricant and the transparent fleshlight by his bedside lamp. The sight of Baxton in his jockstrap, coupled with his sex toy, seemed to gradually shift Yuuji’s view of Baxton from a kind stranger… to a sexy rugby hunk. Yuuji had always been sure of his own sexuality. He liked guys. Strong, muscular, manly guys. Guys like Baxton. However, Yuuji chastised himself with mental restraint like none other. He knew the societal and familial backlash he would receive if anyone had uncovered his inclinations. Thus, he denied any opportunity for romantic relationships or lust-filled quickies. He kept himself pure. Surprisingly, Yuuji never found himself captivated by pornography like many of his peers. Perhaps it was because his friends in Japan only introduced him to straight films, or maybe he simply valued genuine intimacy over mere visual indulgences. Without a doubt, Yuuji was a disciplined twenty-year-old, yet he couldn’t ignore the growing sexual awareness that came with approaching his twenties. He had begun to experience more frequent nocturnal emissions, mainly when he couldn’t act on his desires. His sexual daydreams were becoming increasingly vivid, especially as he found himself drawn to the more attractive men his age. Yuuji’s flurry of activities was pleasantly interrupted by Baxton stepping out of the steamy shower with a towel wrapped around his waist.

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Ducal is a great one for public fun

Going PS now anyone ping me

If we look at the gay rebellion or emancipation aka Stonewall in 1969 it were actually exactly those effeminate gay men, drag men and sissy boys that fought the police in the Stonewall Inn Incidents. We should be all thankful for their bravery and initiative to fight on those times the police raids and repeated permanent disgusting actions against the LGBT community. Everyone of the gay guys has their own niche: LET THE SISSY BOYS LIVE THEIR LIFE AS THEY WANT TO, the same as maybe straight acting gays want to live their life and love. Why judge here or denigrate any community within the gay/ LGBT community. In the end we all chase dicks and not girl's pussies, so what's the point. Maybe some here also need some learning what the rainbow colours stand for... Let's surely remember our freedoms and rights were not always cast in stone... (and still aren't perfectly...) Stonewall riots There were two dance floors in the Stonewall. The interior was painted black, making it very dark inside, with pulsing gel lights or black lights. If police were spotted, regular white lights were turned on, signaling that everyone should stop dancing or touching. In the rear of the bar was a smaller room frequented by "queens"; it was one of two bars where effeminate men who wore makeup and teased their hair (though dressed in men's clothing) could go. Only a few people in full drag were allowed in by the bouncers. The customers were "98 percent male" During a typical raid, the lights were turned on and customers were lined up and their identification cards checked. Those without identification or dressed in full drag were arrested; others were allowed to leave. Police raid The sign left by police following the raid is now on display just inside the entrance. At 1:20 a.m. on Saturday, June 28, 1969, four plainclothes policemen in dark suits, two patrol officers in uniform, Detective Charles Smythe, and Deputy Inspector Seymour Pine arrived at the Stonewall Inn's double doors and announced "Police! We're taking the place!" ... Kick lines and police chases waxed and waned; when police captured demonstrators, whom the majority of witnesses described as "sissies" or "swishes", the crowd surged to recapture them. Again, street battling ensued until 4:00 am

anyone at civic rn? heading over soon looking to get head

Anyone Near 888? Quickie

Mine also small

sat nite should be very busy

hang from the bars

Keep sucking until a 2nd orgasm

在电话中被干的感觉，好爽。被虐到屁眼爆开。

Anyone going to T3 today, 3pm?

I am already a living example. Old. Small flaccid. Clean shaven. But... slim with dad belly. Hahaha 😄

It so difficult to find genuine friend, let alone fun (side). Its been a while I meet and suck someone off. Any nice dick for me to suck? Prefer someone who can host or drive.

First night into my (virgin) cage experience and I love how fucking owned this makes me feel. I think it's a flat cage? Every adjustment and intensifying pressure it applies to containing any "excitement" is a nice reminder that a sub's cock belongs to someone else... Except it isn't just yet, but I imagine it'll feel even better when someone else is responsible for my key.

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Because of insulting a certain group of gay people and obvious ranting against them by that Member. We should be the first ones to be inclusive to anyone within the LGBT community as we LGBT ask for inclusion into society ourselves. It seems quite unknowledgeable for that guy uttering insults against a certain group of gays (in Chinese language) that the letter "L" in LGBT stands for Lesbians (= ladies). He seems to have thought the L stands for "Ladyboy"... That post seems a bit too offensive in my view. The post may be removed to the Flaming Room but this thread shouldn't be closed down.

i like both, but very depending partner is who

Lesbians are women attracted to the same sex, just as gays are attracted to the same sex. While biologically we differ, the rights and protection we are asking for is the same. In the US, during the AIDS pandemic of the 80s, lesbians stepped up to support gay men who were dying from AIDS. They provided care, support, and stood alongside with gay men and fought for their rights.

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And out of no where some idiots talked about virginity...😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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Most times lower back pain can be medical in nature like a slip disc so it’s hard to know what is the right diagnosis. For me, back pain is the result of weak muscles in other areas of the body and your back muscle compensating. It was diagnosed for me by a very good massage therapist who said my back pain was from tight fascia in the thighs and a weak core. Practice of yoga over a long period helped tremendously.

Happy to read your stories again!

Chose to patronize TeMan Spa over the CNY holidays. The inquiry and booking proccess was done fully via Whatsapp, they responded immediately and answered all my queries professionally. Their location directly behind Berjaya Times Square is convenient. I picked the 90 min signature massage + 30 min scrub, priced reasonably. Upon my 4pm arrival, the reception was warm as I met my therapist (starts with A), whom I was given as I requested for a 'strong massage'. His body is a nice balance of fleshy and being toned. I was asked to strip bare before being led to room no. 1 with just a towel. The spa's cleanliness and ambience is very soothing. My therapist's pressure and strokes were just right, my calves and shoulders were aching during this visit and he manage to hit the knots. I felt that time was still throughout the massage. He also teased me a few occasions yet it being a serious session overall. The massage ended as I was handed a light ginger tea and some mandarin oranges. I then tried the sauna, steam room and jacuzzi. I did share them with a few other patrons. All working in excellent condition. Definitely a solid visit and sure to return again to my next visit to KL. Oh, and thanks for TeMan ang pao packets!

I once gerk off soneobe while he was watching vids of my wife on my phone

happened to me once also, there were a few people around me when i suddenly realised my dick dangled out, immediately got a full erection from the anxiety. spent like 5min squatted down facing the shelves trying to hide my erection with my thighs

Slightly chubby sub with a huge fetish for extreme bondage and hardcore breathplay. Fantasy of mine: Kidnapped, hooded, ballgagged with my hands tied behind my back, ropes above my knees and ankles, pulled into a tight stringent hogtie. Breathplay tortured with a ziplock bag over my head, with black tape around my neck for a perfect seal. Anally gangraped by all my kidnappers while I suffocate and struggle desperately. All these while, my torturers set a timer to forcefully suffocate me, only releasing the bag after the countdown. I am repeatedly suffocated, with timer of each round getting extended little by little until I faint from the torture. After I awake, I'm put into an extremely tight sleep sack, with leather straps wrapped all over me to completely immobilizer me. Blindfolded, hooded and gagged, I am then left to struggle overnight while my captors rest and prepare for another day of torment.

A few of the cuter dudes I’ve cruised have the smallest cocks ever. Nature is fair. 😆

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Any discreet bi guys around the area?

Hey great to know you and viewing my profile 🌐🏸🧘‍♂️🏃‍♂️🏳️‍🌈📚🔬🚭🇸🇬💉🏨🤓 1. Name: Seldan Lim 2. Age: 47 (2025) 3. Height: 165 cm 4. Weight: 61 kg (Waist 30, Bmi 22) 5. Health & Fitness: 🏃🎾 Wushu martial arts, jogging, badminton and hiking 6. Self-description: Gd day, great to know you. Let's chat more ? ∆ Pursuing childhood dream, to enable people's health. Yes I have salt and pepper hair Other Interests: Coffee & herbal tea, Music & ktv, Supporting people to rediscover themselves and improve their lifestyle in Medical Health (TCM), Public speaking. 7. Ideal date: Kind and honest 8. First date venue: A rustic cafe chat, follow by a stroll at the park or beachfront. Walk down memory lane, created by both of us. Do something new together ! 9. What else: This is a portion of my introduction. Hope to know you more and be part of your lifelong journey ❤️ #date

Thought of sharing my own experience, though it wasn't so much of 'missed connection' but more of a 'reversed missed connection' (i.e., I was "found" without posting in the Missed Connection thread). Before I begin, those who knew me here would know I do not use the Chat Function in this forum, and it was always written in my profile, as well as in the 'signature' of every of my posts. For those who always use the Chat Function, you would also know that there would be a pop-up text line (for about 2-3 seconds) showing part of the new chat message, provided you were also online at the same time. [this had some relevance to the events that followed...] Here goes... quite a while back, I saw a new, attractive fit guy in the gym (never seen him before) and I kind of mentioned (mostly complimentary words) him here somewhere, but not in the Missed Connection thread - as he didn't seem like a guy who would be here in this forum. This fit guy (let's call him "hunter" hereon, haha) noticed it and realised he was the one I mentioned, he then started to "hunt me down" with that bit of photo in my profile picture - which was quite 'impossible' eh, haha. The 'hunting' process took quite a few months (or more) since we did not always see each other that often... Finally, one fine day, our lockers were closed by and I happened to mention him again. This was when he pieced 'the missing linking' together and I was "found", haha. The next day, while browsing this forum at work, suddenly the chat pop-up a short text line on top "Thanks for all your kind words...", before it disappeared 2-3 seconds later. Obviously I was in total shocked as this would only mean he was "hunter", since I didn't talk about anyone else, and that whole day I was flustered with anxiety - was it really him? When I finally had some free time, I PMed him to verify the details - and indeed it was "hunter". It was amazing how things turned out without much expectations. We did meet eventually and we still communicate through PM quite regularly. We talked about everything and anything - though mostly involving health and fitness, but there were also other topics such as travel, hobbies, work, etc. Looking back, it was really fate that brought us together, since there were quite a few possible twists and we would be missed: (1) if I had not mentioned him, he would not have noticed it and all the above would not have happened; (2) if our lockers were never closed by, there would not be any chance for "hunter" to 'find' me; (3) if I was not online to see that pop-up text, I would not even read his messages and we would miss each other. I think this friendship that evolved along the way without expectations was one of the best thing in my life, such connections are hard to come by (even better than some of the people I met from here in the past) and I hope there are more of such connections - be it for me or the rest of you here looking for that missed connection. Cheers and Happy CNY! 🍊🍊

Pick me up (or meet me) at some pre-planned location, I will be nude and u can molest and edge me. Blindfolds and restraints possible :3

Breath play. You: Wrestle me, hold me , choke me in whatever way to keep me down and reduce my struggle. Be a sick motherfucker that likes to see someone tortured. If could be due to my particular kinks that I can't find an sadist/psycho master. Me: In my silicon hood hands and leg tied. (if you are expert martial artist /strong, can also try without me being tied. I'm 170cm, 73kg) Set timer to a 2 mins, not long not short but enough to ensure a good and decently real breath control. I have long bdsm ropes. If you are rope master can even just do a tie that do not allow much movement (example hog tie) Can give you bj after we are done. Overall session should not take more than 20mins as there are only specific times I can host when my helper and wife is out. What this fulfills: my fetish of being in a very scary breath control situation yet safe enough to know that someone will be there to untie me at the end of the timer. What you get, a bj, me. Will I scream and get too loud: No, before that I will try my best to exhale before you put the hood on. I will not have air in my lungs to make much noise. (Self tested) What to expect: https://www.gayforit.eu/video/622607/swim-cap-breathplay-panic

actually i have the white, hot pink, purple, eclectic blue, black, neon green, neon orange, normal orange, red, dull red which newer slight longer split side, navy blue, gray and gold colors in my closet, seldom wear on those shorts nowadays. dun know what to do of those shorts...., still fresh and good to wear. mostly S, only a few colors in M.

Free to massage. Can host. East. Anyone needs massage?

Edit: I have taken up a course last December and am now certified manhood therapist (malay style Urut Batin); this will be adding on to my stretch program; - Targeting on acupressure on areas affecting Heart, Kidney, Sexual Functioning.

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.

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chance upon this ad and decided to give it a try but was pleasantly surprised by how skillful this masseur is despite stating over 1 year of experience. The strength is there and some of the strokes are quite unique. Room and toilet was clean and spacious. overall a good experience, will definitely go back.