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Part 1 The unusually long monsoon rains that battered the region did little to dissuade Yuuji from tenaciously attacking his laps at the pool or the track whenever there was a respite in the weather. With a sharp dive, he shattered the glassy surface surface of the Olympic-sized swimming pool, sending ripples cascading outward. The tranquil atmosphere after the rain was gleefully interrupted by the rhythmic splashes of Yuuji’s measured pulls and kicks, executed with near-perfect timing. His swimming strokes could easily put any observer into a state of zen. His speed was brisk yet unhurried, laborious yet fluid, intense yet remarkably coordinated—like a finely tuned machine. Yuuji didn’t swim for applause or attention; he was indifferent to others sharing the pool with him. This quiet introvert was accustomed to training solo in his private lap pool back home in Japan. Having transferred to the top university in Singapore for his course, he found himself sharing everything - the pool, the dorm room, even the showers. This drastic change didn’t sit well with him, but his resilient nature meant you’d never hear a hint of complaint from him. Nevertheless, Yuuji is a lone wolf and will always be. Yuuji’s steady momentum was suddenly disrupted by a massive splash as if someone had cannonballed himself into the lane beside him. He quickly refocused and executed a tight flip-turn as he approached the wall. Meanwhile, Baxton hastily pulled down his goggles to catch up with his sole competitor. His loosely fitted Aussiebum nylon trunks nearly slipped off in the rush. Nonetheless, it was amazing how someone with such a muscular build could glide through the water with such finesse and speed. In contrast to Yuuji’s technique, Baxton’s strokes were bold and a bit arrogant. His natural competitiveness drove him to close the gap on anyone he saw as a challenger. Baxton was still feeling the aches from a rugby game the previous day and had intended to take it easy with some recovery laps. The sight of Yuuji’s impressive swimming reignited his competitive spirit. Stroke after stroke, Baxton inched closer and closer to his self-proclaimed rival. Every fiber of his muscles screamed in protest, but his pride wouldn’t let him slow down or give up. He had been drilled to push through, not back down. The duo swam through the waters in near-perfect synchronicity, even as the rain threatened to mar their stellar performance. Yuuji, focused on his pursuit of excellence, and Baxton, intent on besting his rival, remained oblivious to the heavy downpour that had returned with a vengeance. Yuuji had five more laps to go. Baxton was determined to touch every wall just a heartbeat faster than Yuuji, just in case this was Yuuji’s last lap. Despite his fatigue, Baxton couldn’t help but steal glances at his competitor’s striking physique. Yuuji, with his subtle tan, still had a complexion that could be called porcelain-like—flawless and taut. They wrapped around his muscles delicately betraying every fiber, vein, and vessel. The half-Japanese boy was ripped like a runway model. Or, in Baxton’s mind, he resembled the Japanese models from the naughty sites he purveyed every night before he slept. Not the gay ones. The hunks who were fucking girls. Baxton restricted himself to watching certain kinds of visual indulgences, somewhat to reassure himself that he was still walking the straight path. His vigorous climatic endings were timed, however, according to the explosive finishes of the boy hunks. As Baxton glided through the water, his gaze couldn’t help but drift past Yuuji’s stunning abs down to the pristine white arena trunks, which were so low-cut they offered barely concealed the boy’s tool or his bubblicious butt. If it weren’t for the way his muscles craved more blood flow, Baxton’s own dick would have strained against the confines of his snug nylon trunks. Yuuji kept a steady pace throughout his final lap, opting not to make a last-minute dash to outswim Baxton. Almost as soon as he touched the wall, he pulled himself out of the pool in a swift motion and quickly walked away from his unexpected swimming companion. Baxton was taken aback by Yuuji’s utter lack of sociability. He had expected a friendly exchange of sorts, but none was granted. He saw Yuuji slip on swim shorts and scurry off in the pouring rain. What a guy! Baxton took a big gulp of the chlorinated water and sprayed it in the air like an Olympic swimmer finishing his race and sank back into the quietness of the water. Images of Yuuji’s boyish charm and athletic physique floated through his wandering thoughts as he relaxed in the water. “I must meet him again,” he thought. --- For those who enjoyed the Part 1 of this story, stay tuned for the subsequent chapters. For those who want to savor my previous story "My Triathlete Buddies" you may access them them in the link below. http://swimboy87.wordpress.com

Posted: Thu May 26, 2005 1:53 pm i was visiting a friend at a hospital the other day and got luckier than striking the lottery. I walked into his ward, and immediately my lusty sight was directed to a mature patient. He is in about his 40s, and was stranded on bed with an injured leg in a cast. Especially titillating was his open hospital pyjama fly that exposed his brinjal-shaped penis, and a heap of hairy testicles. He seemed like in good health except for his ailing leg that immobilized him on bed. Obviously bored, he broke into a cheery smile the moment he saw me walking into the ward, as if to solicit a chat. Even when I was by the side of my friend's bed, I noticed that the cute uncle was very attentive to our conversation and was watching at our direction - short of joining in. He even whistled hushly from time to time as if trying to win my attention. I also could not resist his open thighs (his injured leg was lifted in mid-air), and staring at me were his huge and loosened balls. What a turn on?!?!?! Before I could think of a clever way to reach into his open fly, he called out for me to help him to adjust his bed. And of course, i saw that as his horny invitation. I gladly obliged and could not get my eyes off his ripened gonads. He then asked if i could help him to the washroom as he needs to rid of some water - i thought i must have struck the sleazy jackpot. While in the cubicle, on the pretext of having to support himself, he requested that i undid his pants for him (what a pleasure). I did as instructed, and before his pants was down, i could see his bulging manhood craning up to life. And before i could find an excuse to stroke his penis that had sprang to life like a v-tec engine piston, he asked if i thought he is well endowed. I nodded in amazement at his horniness. He then asked if i could milk his cock as it had been stifled for a long time in the hospital. He said he needed to 'drain his reservoir'. I unreservedly held his 'brother' in my palm and gave it a jerk that would turn even the paralysed alive! He closed his eyes as if in deep enjoyment of this long-awaited carnal relief. His manhood ballooned bigger in my hands, and i could feel the blood pumping into every single vein and vessel in his penis. I felt a kick of high as well just watching his inflated cock sliding furiously between my fingers. The climax came when he suddenly loosened his grip on me, and a ferocious stream of his manly essence spewed out of his cock tip, not unlike a volcano eruption. His whitish lava seem endless, spurts after spurts they forcefully get discharged from his spongey cock. I have never seen a semen fountain display as lively and powerful. Right after he came, he told me he wanted to come again in a while and asked if i could assist. He said I had the most dexterous fingers he has ever experienced (what a flattery). I laid him back in his bed as he needed some recuperation before we get hot in action again. Talk about a hospital visit turned lucky!

Time Should I waste my time on you who i can't control Should i waste my time on things that is of my beyond Can't we see the time that went tick tock Is this the right time or is it not? They say time flows like a stream To a land where there are many dreams But you told me you did like to be a place full of surprises and supremes There are no other choices but this is the way its seems. I do not know what to say The world is so full of grey You say I am imperfect and this I know Yet I still think you are gold I may be kind and silly but it’s not fine. Your avoidant ways clearly shows through time Time will reveal who you are And you can really be a pain in the arse Letting you go should keep you afar As there is nothing left to be my fuss Finally I can get on my path. E.T. 13.01.2019

Anyone mind sharing his juicy stories with mature guy? Can be Twink with mature or Mature with mature. Old thread is dead so thought of starting a new one.

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Those who into malays do pm me here with your id will add u up. And for the malays do PM me personally in malay for malay official tele. For those malays, I be conducting jog run and after virus free bootcamp this to encourage malays to running or jog or fitness or swim or all....burn bodyfats and lose weights...hope it help pass your IPPT ah kong give free money take advantage of it. Join a few of us 4th Jog run this Friday. From heartlands to place of interest parks (canals/pavement/bridges/beach/parks/stadium) for now is 5km run normal pace objective non stopping. Let me know if you keen. You feel damn good. Fitness help give you stamina best sex best energy no need the temporary drugs or coffee or ch*ll or p*lls. If you don't fitness n take any temp stuff u cum fast haha unless you jelqing or edging.

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I just finished my walk and this is located so near to Vivo City bustling area and the places around Mount Faber lots of out door spots to explore and enjoy. Let’s see how many enjoyed this spots already and available going forward

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Hello everyone, anyone encounter any actions at the gym? 1. Celebrity Fitness 2. Fitness First 3. Anytime Fitness 4. Believe Fitness

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Since the previous thread under Traveller's Hut is deleted by the moderator. I think will be good to set up a new thread for member-only. Will start with my first experience at Sempurna Avenue, Cheras As a therapist, it might be surprising that I never been to the famous M2M massage place. I have tried many massage centres, masseurs from the apps, even visited bbboy, and some gay saunas in the past. I first heard about Manchai at Sempurna from my client who said his massage is strong. I decided to give him a try since he is my preferred type. I asked some of the fellow bw members about him. @hornychub kindly replied and gave me his direct whatsapp contact. However, all booking still need to go through the boss. Just happened that Healthland at Sg Chua is closed today. I went there this afternoon but no one around. I have to wait for Manchai to unlocked the main door upon arrival and go up the very dark stairs. No mysejahtera or temperature scan so not suitable for those concerns with COVID-19. Renovation of third floor (due to the recent DBKL raid) is finishing but the boss asked Manchai to use the 2nd floor where some (3) staff stay at that time. Manchai used the room next to the staff common room with workout equipment. The room was air-conditioned with a mattress on the floor. Overall still acceptable but I assume very different compared to third floor (never been). Manchai is friendly and speak Cantonese but I speak mandarin to him. He used to worked at D Spa and Water Spa when he was in Singapore. His brother runs a reflexology centre in Sg when he spent a short stint there too. His hometown from Pahang - origin of Musang King. He started the massage by doing some pressing on the back and proceed with massage of the upper body using lemongrass oil before moving to the legs with good strength using his strong hand, forearm, and elbow. He attempted the batin massage from the face down position. When turned around he massaged the legs and put them on top of his while pressing around my groin area when he asked whether I want extras but I turned down. Then he continues to massage my arms. Lastly, massage on sitting position. I was a bit shocked by the strength on my shoulder blade which was a bit painful but still bearable. Before the massage end, Manchai tried to give me a final body stretch standing up. I can feel his whole body behind and his bulge (could be semi hard) despite not so positive comments on the size, which was tempting to touch but I didn't. Throughout the session he is fully clothed. Overall, I enjoyed the 1h treatment of strong proper massage and he focused on my neck, shoulder, and back as requested. RM70 is definitely value for money. Will return to try again in the future when the third floor is properly re-opened. Skill: 6.5/10 Value: 7/10 Hope @hornychub can share his previous reviews of other masseurs from Sempurna and other places under this thread.

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Hi just curious, does anyone has experience sex in office or workplace? I had mine in the ex workplace address and currently at the new location as office shift location. To share abit, know my ex at the workplace. He was in HR and I was hired for the job. We became close and eventually few months later we are attached. During our period together, we always find excuses to visit the toilets in the office. We are in different levels. He was at level 10 and I was at level 15 and level 13 I think was a lounge and we know the toilet there is always quiet so we will visit there ard 3pm. He will msg me and I will find excuses to say I am hungry and will go down to buy food. Then we will meet at the toilet at level 13. We will kiss and we will bj each other till we cum. After that we will go back to our respective levels and I will wait for him to finish work before going home. But the sex was really shiok and kind of missed having fun there in the office. The excitement and anxiety of not being discovered. Anyway, here is just one of my story, do share urs here. Cheers.

You'd think that after going through the same experience a few times, it just stops bothering you eventually, but it apparently doesn't. Just going to share an experience I had on BW that's been turning me inside out but I won't mention names, because that would already be considered doxxing. I've always been pretty low profile on BW, at one point, I was also on hiatus. So by the time I decided to become active here again, I didn't know anyone anymore (all the old regulars that I've seen or known are gone). I updated my profile and DP, shortly, I got a message from a guy on BW, and we hit off, started chatting. We also exchanged contacts, chatted outside of BW. Eventually, we met up, walked and talked and engaged in clean and simple fun (non-anal). He also frequently showered me with compliments, although whether if it was just lust talking, I don't know but it felt nice. My self-esteem was at an all time low back then, I was a lot more shy than I was today, so a lot of his actions left a significant impact on me. I got busier and my life took a turn for a better, we talked and met lesser. I was soon on another hiatus from both BW and him. I returned again some time last year after going through some downs from real life, tried my luck and decided to DM him, I'm surprised that he replied and he still remembered who I was, and was also open about meeting again. He updated me about his life during the past few years, he also got his own place, which was nice so that we could meet privately. He learned about my gym progress and goals, and also offered to be my gym buddy (we shared the same gym). But of course, the happiness was short-lived. In time, I started to develop actual feelings from the reconnections, and made the decision to confess. This was accelerated by the fact that he was also gradually replying less to my texts for some reason (the messages were also becoming one-two word based). It was a do or die, I decided to meet him in person, told him that I wanted to talk about something. He heard me out, then I spilled. The silence seconds after was deafening and awkward, I soon realized that an irrevocable mistake was made. I apologized, but I also told him to give an answer, and that I would be alright even if the outcome was a negative one. He said he would let me know, and bade me goodbye. I got a long message later that night, an apology and a rejection. Maybe it was the thought of commitment, or the confession that scared him, or it was both. I don't know, because he never elaborated, he wished me luck and told me that we would not meeting anymore, nor would we be staying FWB (or even just friends) or being gym buddies. I still occasionally see him in the gym we frequent, but he pretty much reacts and looks at me like a total stranger, I may as well have never existed. He's still pretty active in BW, but he never responds to DMs anymore. I'm still feeling a mix of confusion, frustration, sadness and regret. I had a lot of unanswered questions, and still constantly think about the whole situation every now and then. Saying 'just move on' is really easy, but actually committing to it is the hard part. My endgame is just to pen my thoughts, to give myself the closure and move on. It also might be good to take a hiatus, and possibly a permanent one from BW at this point. If anyone wants to leave positive or negative comments, I'll okay with either. Thank you for reading.

Chapter 1 - Mint I feel despondent as I take heavy steps towards the company line. Having just finished my POP a couple of days ago, it feels surreal to be back here. I see a few other guys who have already arrived. I quicken my pace and join them. I see Sgt. Lee, one of the specialists in-charge of Platoon 4, exit the company office. He adjusts his Duty Sergeant arm band as he walks towards us. "Okay, I know that you all don't want to come back here, especially after your POP. Unfortunately, all of you screw up somewhere during your BMT and got caught by your Sgt. and now must serve this confinement. But at least just one night. So just suck it up, don't give me any trouble and you can go home happily tomorrow and enjoy the remainder of your weekend. Can?" We reply with a resounding "Yes, Sgt!" He ticks off our names. Besides myself from Platoon 2, there are a couple of guys from Platoon 1 and another one from Platoon 4. Sgt. Lee looks up and looks a little confused. "Eh, how come there's one guy missing." Just then, we see a guy running towards us. "Sorry, Sgt. I got delayed at the gantry. Not my fault." Sgt. Lee isn't impressed with his answer. "You forever with your excuses, Kelvin. Go join the rest." Kelvin is from Platoon 3 and is known to be quite notorious. A bit of a troublesome character, there isn't really anyone who didn't know him in the company. He had been yelled at several times by Seargents and Officers alike. He must also be the one who must have gotten punished the most during our BMT. He cuts quite an intimidating presence especially with his muscular built and tattoos and quite honestly, he isn't really someone I could see myself clicking with. After we fall out, we make our way to our bunks. It feels a little weird to see the empty bunk when just a few days ago, it was filled with a group of botak boys getting ready for our final route march that culminated into our passing out parade. I take a whiff and can almost smell the sweat and shoe polish in the air. I smile and go to my now empty metal cupboard. I swiftly unbutton my shirt and hang it inside before sitting on my bed. The breeze cools the beads of perspiration on my back as I loosen the shoelaces on my boots. I pull off my boots and socks and set it aside. I get up and take off my trousers till all I'm left with are my briefs. I see myself in the mirror. I had never been an athlete of any sort but I have always had an inclination towards fitness. I've been a swimmer all my life so I had always been in somewhat good physical shape but never the type I could be proud of. However, 9-weeks of BMT had really cut into my body and given me lines and definitions I never thought my body could possess. Without even realizing, I begin to admire this newly sculpted look, gently grazing the grooves of my arms, chests and stomach with my hand. I must admit, I was slightly getting turned on. "Wah, your body damn good sia." I'm surprised by this voice and turn to see Kelvin standing at the door of my bunk. I quickly grab my shorts and quickly put it on. I try to swallow my embarrassment and muster some words. "What are you doing here?" "I thought we can bunk together. Better than being alone, right?" I realize my quiet day by myself had officially ended as Kelvin made himself comfortable. I put my CD in my CD player, put in my earphones and hit play. I lie on my bed, close my eyes and listen to some songs. As I get lost in the music, I feel a shadow looming over me. I open my eyes slightly to see a naked Kelvin examining the CD case of my 50 Cent CD. "Shit man, can you put something on?" I snatch my CD case from him. Kelvin seems unbothered by my remark. "The fellas' body solid. Your inspiration is it?" "Maybe. And please, cover up." Kelvin comes right in front of me, his junk centimeters away from my face. "Why, you shy, is it? I am annoyed and push him away. He laughs and puts on some running shorts. "Let's go exercise." I couldn't believe what he was saying. Even the Sgt. had allowed us to stay and rest in our bunks yet this crazy beng wanted to go exercise. I shake my head in rejection but he's persistent. "I know your body is nice but if u want to be like your idol, you must workout more." He is right in front of me, with that irritating smile plastered on his face. I know he wasn't going to take 'No' for an answer. I finally relent and we head outside our bunk to the space near the staircase. It was usually the area that the recruits would congregate to receive briefings from our superiors and also serves as an exercise spot for the recruits to better their physical fitness thanks to the pull-up bar on the wall. "Let's do a circuit. 20 push-ups, 15 jumping squats and 10 pull ups. Can or not?" He gives me a doubtful look. My pride was on the line. I nod. We start our workout. The first few sets go quite okay. I could see that Kelvin and I were on par on a fitness level although we had different body types. I was taller and of a bigger built. More of a swimmer's body with broader shoulders and chest and a tapering waistline. Kelvin on the other hand had more of a runners body, with an overall streamline built with more closely packed muscle. After completing 20 sets, it starts to take a toll on both our bodies. But neither one of us wants to call it quits. We press on, sweat rolling off our bodies. A few more sets in, fatigue starts to set in. Kelvin is unable to complete 10 pull-ups and falls to the ground after doing 5. "It's too much, man. I need to rest." I see this as my chance. I jump up to the pull-up bar and struggle to do my pulls up. I get past 5 and continue onto 6 and then the 7th. Just then I feel my shorts slip off. I look down to see Kelvin pulling off shorts, including my underwear, down to my ankles. I drop off the bar and quickly pull my shorts up. I get up to see Kelvin laughing hysterically. "What the fuck is your problem, man?" I push him off. His laugh disappears. "I was just playing, bro." He puts his arm on my shoulder but I push him away. He loses his balance and falls to the ground. He looks angry. He gets up and pushes me. I fall to the ground. "You can't take a joke is it?" I see Kelvin, his sweaty muscled body towering over me. I clench my teeth and grab his legs throwing him to the ground. Before we both can comprehend it, we are both wrestling each other on the cement ground. Each trying to overpower the other, when I suddenly feel a tightening at my crouch. I look down to see Kelvin have a firm grip of my genitals. I'm a little disoriented and he quickly flips me around. He's right on top of me. He releases his grip and instead puts his hand inside my shorts. The touch of his rough hand makes my cock harden. He looks straight into my eyes while I look into his. His strokes are slow and strong and my hard cock twitches under the pressure. The dripping sweat makes a natural lube that gives me an intensifying pleasure I've never felt before. Suddenly, we hear footsteps. Kelvin quickly gets off me as I barely manage to stuff my erect cock inside my shorts. We see Sgt. Kelvin walking up the steps. He's surprised to see us. "What the fuck you both doing?" "Exercise, Sgt." "We must be fit soldiers." "For our nation." Very unconvincing lines escape our mouths. He gives us a weird expression before heading to the vending machine to get a canned drink before heading back down. After seeing him disappear downstairs, we both don't speak. We make our way to the showers. We clean ourselves and head back to the bunk. We change into our Number 4 and make our way to the cookhouse for lunch, with the others. After which, we come back, strip out of our uniform and lay in our beds. Soon it was night. "Ok, lights out. Go to bed." Sgt. Kelvin makes his way to all four levels before retiring back to the company office. As I lay in the darkness, I try to comprehend what had happened hours before. I've always liked girls and still do. But that moment, that spark, that electricity between our two bodies and that rough touch. What did all of that mean? I am in a state of confusion. "I think we need to finish what we started." I look up to see Kelvin standing naked in front of my bed. The moonlight illuminates every taut muscle on his body. His flaccid cock and low-hanging balls stir something in me. He reaches out his arm and his fingers make their way into my briefs. I feel my cock hardening once again and slowly submitting to his touch. End Of Chapter 1 To Be Continued...

Anyone here has special love for speedo ? It gets me real hard on. Sometimes I wear it as my brief and I put on a skimpy pair of speedo to massages. The masseurs get extremely aroused when they see it.

I was peeing in a urinal yesterday night and the guy beside me (chi, ard 20y, muscular) was peeing for SUPER LONG with a strong stream. We came into the toilet together and when I finished peeing he was still going, even after 2 minutes (I checked my watch) he was still going. I started to get hard hearing the sound of pee hitting the urinal, looking at the light yellowish piss coming out from his beautiful half-retracted uncut cock and smelling the faint smell of pee coming from his urinal. I was so shocked because this was definitely the LONGEST pee I witnessed. After he was done, he was shaking his cock, putting his foreskin back in the original position covering the head and heaving a huge sigh of relief at the same time. I wanted to ask bro if he is okay but too shy to do so. I wish I can have a huge bladder like him, even when I was super urgent with full bladder I also cannot pee for so long. Does anyone here has a similar encounter? Especially for guys who can pee a lot in one go, how long was the longest piss you had and the story behind it?

This is a collective plea from all of us here at BW for you readers to share your sexual experiences. Come on don't be shy! I am sure everyone has some unique experiences to share. Do not worry about writing in broken english. It in fact provides a distinctive flavour to the post. Since we have allowed posting to be made anonymously (you do not need to be a registered member to post), your identity will not be exposed. I am attaching an example of a great post written in somewhat working class singlish. Up to today, I get hard reading it. I am sure many of you guys have similar stories to tell. Kindly share. ==================================================================== SteamedFish Unregistered User (4/8/04 7:23 am) FishingMan Last weekend I was drinking with friends at the NTUC Club. When we said goodbye, I thought I'll go to the nearby seaside to get some fresh air. There are some lovers and 2 men fishing. I walked to the far side to sit near the man to see how was his luck. The lights were quite dim but I can see him. Quite a stout chap with a handsome fair face about 30+. After a while, he got up, unzipped and peed into the sea. Hehe, I of course looked at his cock. Nice. He saw me that. He sat down and carried on his fishing. I asked him got any fish. He said no but got cheekopek. I know he was referring to me. But I was thick-skinned. I said we all men why say until like that? See also no harm right. He said don't know why ah quas like to peep at him. Happened so many time already. I said he's handsome, that's why. He say he old cock liao and got 2 children already. So I say he got man flavor. He said I got very sweet mouth. Is it I want to makan him. I say I dare not, wait he beat me up. He said don't bluff, last time that kelong owner also behaved like me. Seems like he's got naughty story so I asked him to tell me. He said last time he fishing at Changi, got one man saw him and told him he got kelong and he can fish there many fish. Since he said it's free, so he went because the kelong's nearby. When they got on the kelong, there were 2 workers there. The owner told them to go mainland to do something so they left. While he's fishing, he caught many fishes. The owner took a big pail to put in the fishes. But one time, he accidentally spill water on him. The owner said sorry and told him to wash with the clean pail of water. He said here nobody so can just wash naked nobody see also. So he got naked and washed. Then the owner also strip naked and his cock was hard already. He said he also want to wash. So they washed. Then the owner washed his back for him. Then told him to relax while he massage his back. He put a big canvas cloth on the floor and told him to lie down. He told the owner he's not gay. The owner said never mind, only help him relax. The owner massaged until his cock stand also. Quite nice. Then he asked him want to release fire or not? He said no. But the owner already shaking his cock until he cums. The owner also masturbated till he cummed. I said his story made me steamed. He said he also steamed. He asked me whether I got let people play backside. I said very seldom. He said he want to fxxk my backside. I said cannot, here so dangerous. He said I am so hamsup, he want to fxxk me also think twice. Wait he changed his mind then it's too late. So I said go someplace can or not? He said can if not far away. So he kept his fishing line and carried his big bag. We walked to Marina South and saw a big lorry park that's quite dim. There's one big lorry so we climbed on. He lay his canvas on the floor and we striped naked. He asked why I not shy to let men fxxk. I said not always but must be handsome like him then I willing. If not, then I don't want also. He laughed, like that he can fxxk any men if he want. I asked he got condom or not. He said no. He say how? I said if not then we just shake out. He said cannot that means he not handsome enough is it? I said no condom dangerous. He said I clean backide or not? I said should be, I washed before going out. He said he got plenty of water. He said he has an idea. He took out a plastic bag and inside was a big sandwich wrapped in lots of cellophane. He carefully removed the cellophane and put the sandwich back into the plastic bag. He wrapped the cellophane a few times round his cock and tie round his balls. I touched it and it felt quite strong with the few layers. He said I am like a wolf. But then no lube. Again he opened the sandwich bag and took out the small piece of wrapped butter. Wah lan eh, he said this time it is like people said I "bua" butter on my backside and kan karchng. I must say he's quite a good fxxker with all the right moves. I got my legs on his shoulders and told him he's good. He smiled and pumped me slow and fast. First I cummed then he after. We used his water to wipe clean and put on our clothes. He said it was fun. I said next time we better go hotel. ======================================================================

I have been thinking for quite some time now that we have Singapore's Gay Missed Connection. Why not we make a Malaysia Edition for Malaysian gays?

Firstly thanks to all the bros who have dm and met me for a massage session following my previous post on the FOC massage Personals thread. I have since decided to start my own personal thread. I am practising and honing my skills and have also learned much from many that came and gave me feedback in the past few weeks. It is a legit massage - Swedish soothing aromatherapy - and i incorporate some pressure points as well as sensual strokes into my regime. My preference will be proportional size Chinese models; and not more than 181cm or 90kg. You can dm me at BW with your stats. Pics will be preferred of cos (but not a must and may help jump queue for slots)🫢😂 - i am only human so dont flame me lol. The least you will get is an hour of legit relaxing sensual massage. Don’t be shy to tell me what you like (or don’t like) for the massage or ask me any question. I am accommodating so most of my models leave a happy man 😜 Some of the BW members who tried my massage have been very kind to take the trouble to leave me some feedback - much appreciated.

For those with submissive tendencies or into related kinks, what are some of the humiliating things you have done when you were horny? Once, in a moment of horny madness, I shaved off my pubic hair and used a marker to write the word "cocklet" along the length of dick. No one would see it of course, but I had to see it everytime I went to the urinal over the next two days or so until the ink faded. I remembered feeling humiliated then - humiliation at seeing the appearance of my crotch, and also a reminder that I had done this to myself when I was horny. It took a longer while for the hair to grow back, and I became very self-concious at the changing rooms for a while. More recently, I had a long stretch when I did not have the energy or time to jack off due to work pressure. One Friday when things finally calmed down, I was overwhelmed with my horniness and when I got back to my room, I stripped off all my clothes and and pulled my briefs over my face so that I could sniff the precum that had accumulated. I knelt down on the floor, hands behind my head, and set a 7-minute timer on the clock behind myself. And then I stayed in that way until the alarm rang - those were perhaps the longest 7 minutes I ever endured. I was safe in my room, but not knowing the time and whether the ordeal would end soon made me very nervous. It did not help that as I started breathing more heavily, it further moistened the brief pouch and heightned the smells that I was forced to continue inhaling. The latter probably flooded my nose hairs, because I continued smelling traces of it for the rest of the day after I had removed the briefs from face.