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All these boys are so CUTE! So much vibe and dating! Where does all this vibe go when they reach HALF my age? (this means they become 40 y.o. uncles and dads) Only the smart and dedicated ones will then retain most of this vibe and dating, which is perfectly possible.

Has it ever been really festive during Pride month? I’ve usually found most of the celebrations to be confined to the day and evening of Pink Dot itself. Besides the gays have just gotten Lady Gaga for a full week, I think they need a bit of down time to recuperate.

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Nice to Give My Helping Hand Jerk Off Understall for Horny Twinks and other Guy Desperate Need To Release Out.

For the time being, prevailing norm is single children become default caregiver. What is crucial is support esp for single gay children.

Anyone?

How is he making it about himself? You posted an article about people who have to care for their ageing parents well into their own senior years, Steve replied with his own experience on the matter. I think that is the point of any forum, to share individual perspectives, regardless of whether you agree with the person or not. From my own experience, both my mother and father’s parents died before they themselves became seniors - my mum’s parents, both biological and foster mother, passed away when I was a child and she was under 50. My dad’s father died when he was still a child and his mother when he was 49. He in turn passed away when I was 29. My mum is the one with the enduring good health and she’s now approaching 75 with no walking difficulties or other major chronic issues. One of the reasons is that I don’t coddle her by removing all physical obstacles - I let her clean the house, shop for groceries, pay for meals. It may seem selfish and unfilial from an Asian perspective, but I believe the older you get, the more crucial constant strain on your muscles become to maintain your ability to use them. By right all old folks should be going to the gym and huffing and puffing with weights they find significantly heavy in order to keep themselves strong. Strong muscles in turn minimise dementia and Alzheimers risks. But perversely we have become a society that thinks removing these strenuous activities is somehow a sign of love, together with constantly plying them with calorie-laden treats that have no nutritional value - the result is that they are living their golden years in a far poorer state than if they were not ‘loved’ so thoughtlessly. But I suppose how are the majority of us to know that when to us, the good life means walking as little as possible and eating as much as we like?

Not true. Guys always jumped in horror when i touch them and they turn to look at me

just visited there earlier, too crowded and too many kids

Hosting for edging session. DM if you're keen to be edged.

Hi all, I always wanted to be masturbated by a stranger, milked or edged by mature or fem, if possible much older man, in a quiet public space like a pool or dark alley haha. Still possible in this day and age? In Malaysia? 29 M, based in PJ. Uncut here. If have toys like sounds or rings, please try on me hehe. Can sit in your car too.

Suddenly, Darius’s voice cut through the haze, sharp yet tinged with reluctance. “Hold it. Let’s pause,” he said, his tone a mix of professional restraint and barely concealed desire. Blaze and I froze, the blindfolds still in place, our breaths heavy with frustration and surprise. “We’ve got something incredible here,” Darius continued, his camera lowering as he stepped closer, his presence a tangible force. “But I want to shift gears. Let’s take this energy to the living room.” His words were met with a shared groan from us, the interruption jarring, yet his excitement was infectious, promising a new canvas for our passion. We removed the blindfolds, blinking as the world came back into focus, the mirror reflecting our flushed faces and disheveled appearances. Blaze’s eyes met mine, a flicker of playful chagrin passing between us, as if we both mourned the abrupt end to our sensory dance but were eager for what lay ahead. Darius, sensing our reluctance, offered a reassuring smile. “Trust me, this next set will be just as intense,” he said, his hand briefly brushing my arm. My assistant, who had been quietly observing, stepped forward to help gather the ties, his own expression a mix of amusement and curiosity at the shift in mood. The transition to the living room was a deliberate shift, the air cooling slightly as we left the bedroom’s intimate cocoon. Darius had meticulously prepared the space, transforming the ordinary living room into a studio alive with possibility. Natural light poured through the large windows, bathing the living room in a golden glow that cast soft, shifting shadows across the walls, accentuating every contour of our bodies as we moved into the new setting. The singlets Darius provided were as minimalistic as the thongs, hugging our forms like a second skin, the fabric clinging to our sweat-dampened muscles, leaving little to the imagination yet offering a fresh canvas for his artistic vision. Each step into this new phase felt like carrying the bedroom’s heat with us, the interruption only heightening our anticipation. Blaze and I exchanged a glance, the unspoken tension from our blindfolded encounter in the bedroom lingering like a pulse beneath our skin, now laced with the promise of new poses and possibilities. His eyes, still carrying the heat of our private night, held a spark of anticipation, mirroring the thrill coursing through me. Darius, already behind his camera, directed us to stand closer, his voice regaining its commanding edge, now softened with a seductive undertone. “Let’s channel that energy,” he said, his lens poised to capture the next chapter of our story, the living room now a stage where the fire we’d ignited would burn even brighter under the golden glow of natural light streaming through the windows.

Day 18. It was just past midnight on June 17th when I suddenly felt the urge to jerk off. I grabbed my hard dick and rubbed it for a few seconds but then I stopped. I reminded myself, "Please, behave. You're getting better without cumming." I took a few deep breaths, calmed myself down, and went back to sleep.

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I wouldn't exclude that something like this cannot happen between two gays... There are plenty of serious drama queens in the gay community... and some who think after first fun you are already in a relationship... Now with 377A abolished, such alleged sexual assault cases between guys might also get into the news sooner or later.

Any top nearby need to be sucked?

The woman dated a man, have regular physical intimacy in the car or wherever they deemed fit, refused to acknowledge their relationship, broke up with him in case their colleagues found out, then invited him to her home for sex again, then asked him to leave before sex begins, after "assaulted" she texted the man to apologise for her behaviour. When you thought all is done and settled, peace resumed for many years thereafter, she bought into "me too" movement and decided to use her woman's rights to sue the man for violating her.....arrrrrgh!!!! Anyone with a sound mind will believe the woman is not the victim, the man is the one being emotionally used and assaulted. It is not fair for the judge to punish the man and awarded her substantial financial damage. which she wanted even more for the lost of income during her unemployment. Her motive could not be more obvious. I am tearing my hair reading the story. I am lucky to be gay.

“Now, explore,” Darius whispered, his voice a velvet caress, the soft click of his camera capturing not just our bodies but the raw emotion of touch without sight. Our hands moved freely, guided by instinct, finding each other in a dance of discovery that felt both primal and profound. My fingers traced the curve of Blaze’s shoulder, the tautness of his arm, each touch amplified by the darkness, sending shivers through me. His hands mirrored mine, exploring my chest, my hips, with a reverence that felt like worship. Our lips met again, blind kisses that were deeper, more desperate, each one a revelation, the blindfolds turning our staged act into a deeply intimate exploration. The sensory deprivation made every sensation more vivid. Blaze’s fingers grazed my lower back, pulling me closer, his lips finding the sensitive spot beneath my ear, drawing a soft moan that echoed in the quiet room. I reciprocated, my hands sliding down his sides, feeling the tension in his body, the way his breath hitched as I kissed the hollow of his throat. Darius’s voice, a distant guide, urged us to “feel it, let it show,” his camera a silent witness to the unfolding emotion. The thongs, already strained, seemed insignificant, our arousal a shared language spoken through touch and taste, each moment building toward a crescendo we could sense but not see. Though unseen, the mirror stood as a silent partner, its presence felt in our movements, knowing our reflections were there, eternalised by Darius’s art. The blindfolds had stripped away pretense, leaving only our desire, our connection, the echoes of our past encounter now amplified in this sensory void. As we pressed closer, our kisses growing urgent, our hands bolder, the room pulsed with our shared energy, the impending storm outside a faint memory compared to the tempest within. Darius’s lens captured it all, transforming our blind exploration into a work of art that was as much about feeling as it was about seeing.

32 176 65 Chinese bottom here looking for Chinese top fwb/buddy. Preferably taller or around the same height as me. Can host at cck. Can leave a DM with your telegram ID if interested.

at specific time like around 3pm - 4pm, avoid lunch time.., or the top level toilet which is near the Kopitiam there

Stayed at the Aston Batam Hotel & Residences (this is the only Aston with a gym). Apparently there is a sauna next to the pool that you can use. I encountered 2 hot local guys inside the sauna. From the gym, You have to pass by a bar to go to the shower area, quiet and there was the sauna. These 2 local, fit guys were naked inside the sauna and there were actions. Apparently can also switch off the light inside sauna and keep a look out from the small window. Happy.

Haha, used to teach for fun, and I was certified. Why I gave up my license was because I really didn't have to time even to teach,and as I grow older, I'm really trying to avoid the sun, hah. ( for u guys that wanna save money) Anyway,swimming (in theory) is all about repetition and muscle memory.. So if u are practising new 2-3 items that day, it will be like 8 x 25m 1 8 x 25m 2 8 x 25m 3 Then maybe say 4x25 full stroke ( even if it's shit) Some items or what can just pull of YouTube la... Meaning u do a decent freestyle 50m, abt 50s -1minute, u probably would have trained few kilometres already, but there's still room for improvement, coz most people can't do beyond 4 laps at a decent speed. Repetition, clock mileage, small improvements, with small improvements.

It's my second attempt to post to look for a genuine relationship in this platform. The first post I would say is not fruitful and I hope that the second post will make me be a happy man. Basically I'm a 44 years old local Chinese guy. My stats are 44/175/87. I'm not a chub but someone with a bigger body frame. I hold a stable job and I seeking someone (Prefer Chinese guys) who is sincere with the age between 44 to 50 regardless of role, financially stable to private me if you are sincerely looking to settle down. I would say that I'm quite a down to earth guy who enjoy nature and walking. I'm also a very homely person who is not into the gay scene. So if you are what I am looking for, please private me and hopefully there will be a tomorrow for both of us. See you.