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Jem / Westgate / Imm / Devan Nair / Ntfgh / Jcube / Big Box
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Perennial business park (old big box) level 3 toilet (towards ng teng fong) nubbad cause there’s a door before entering the hallway with toilet.2 points -
Penang ( Malaysia ) - Massage / Sauna (Compiled) [No prostitution allowed]
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Just finished massage by a young guy at Lega Lega of Chulia Street. His skill is not bad and he is quite handsome. The thing is when finished he went to downstairs and chit chat with those aunties masseurs. When I went to downstairs, I heard he told those aunties : "His shoulder is stiff and he took off everything while massage." Then those aunties said "Huh! So terrible....", "Aiyo, why like that eh? Don't know what is shy meh?...." etc. I really beh tahan with this kind of big mouth masseur.2 points -
Straight Massage Shop Recommendation in Singapore
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John has left as well. I heard he was saying the customers didn't tip him enough to make it sustainable to work here in SG. lol I wonder if there is going to be a replacement....?2 points -
Hosting 13 June
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Heya, hosting on 13/6 morning-4pm at a dayuse hotel… gonna be naked throughout~ hmu if you wanna come over any wanna come over?1 point -
Hello all, I’ve this idea to openly invite bros here who wanna have fun with new and fun people. Bros who don’t wanna be seen entering or exiting gay saunas for either discreet or personal reasons but still wanna go to a place where meeting new exciting faces is possible. I’m thinking of doing it in a 4 - 5 star hotel near town and I’ll be paying the cost upfront first but to make this sustainable in the long run, each attendee will either paynow or pay cash of $50 upon arrival. If enough people attends the extra cash will be rolled for next room booking, if not I’ll bear the difference The concept of this is bros can either be mingling or having fun in the room or chill at the facilities like swimming pool after a round while waiting for the next round of guest or fun. Thinking of trying this idea out tomorrow June 3rd at 3pm to probably about 3am? It’s my first time doing this so any suggestions or guidance is greatly appreciated!! Cost will be approx $350 to $500 thus hoping for 10 pax or more to attend1 point
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Looking for Cam Partners (Warning : Don't Chat Naked, you might be filmed)
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12pax cumming https://fitgym3.whereby.com/gymf ... 4-96f8-17bddb0eb6671 point -
Klang ( Malaysia ) - Massage / Sauna (Compiled) [No prostitution allowed]
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More like everyone occupying one seat 😬😏1 point -
Brandon the Swim Jock (Story) Part 1-6 (Part 6 out!)
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Brandon the Swim Jock Part 4 Brandon awoke the next morning feeling both drained and exhilarated. His encounters with Mr. Jenkins’ art club were still fresh in his memory, and he couldn’t help but blush as he recalled the intensity of their desire for him. His body was sore and ached in all the right places, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t quite right. Why does he feel this way around old ugly men? He felt dirty but his dick got harder at that thought. As he made his way to school, Brandon tried to focus on his training, pushing aside the thoughts of the older men who had admired and pleasured him just the night before. Coach Thompson was waiting for him when he arrived at the pool, a sly smile spreading across his weathered face. “You look tired, Brandon,” Coach Thompson said, his eyes gleaming with curiosity, knowing full well he sent Brandon to a pack of wolves with Mr Steamback and Mr Jenkins. “How was Mr Steamback, Mr Jenkins and the art class? Everything alright?” Coach Thompson seemed determined to make Brandon feel uncomfortable, asking about the event the night before and the reactions of the older men in the art class. Brandon felt his cheeks flush even deeper, and he quickly changed into his swim trunks, eager to avoid the coach’s probing questions. Brandon couldn’t help but wonder if Coach Thompson knew about all the activities that occurred during the art session. He quickly dived into the cool water, avoiding the questions and he felt a sense of relief wash over him. For a moment, his training allowed him to push his concerns aside and focus on his swimming. Coach Thomson noticed Brandon’s increasing avoidance of his suggestions and innuendoes, and it worried him. After a grueling practice, Coach Thompson called Brandon over for their next hypnosis session. Coach Thompson’s eyes narrowed as he observed Brandon’s evasive maneuvers, a clear sign that the hypnosis was losing its grip. He couldn’t allow his control over the young swimmer to slip away; there were too many plans yet to unfold. “Brandon, my boy,” Coach Thompson called out, his voice dripping with feigned concern as he beckoned the swimmer over. “We need to talk about your progress.” Brandon hesitated, his muscles tensing under the coach’s scrutinizing gaze. Reluctantly, he approached the edge of the pool where Coach Thompson stood, towel in hand. “You’ve been doing exceptionally well, but I sense a hesitation in you,” Coach Thompson continued, his voice low and persuasive. “It’s crucial for your development that we address this now. Let’s head to my office for a quick session.” Without waiting for a response, Coach Thompson turned and led the way. Brandon followed, his mind clouded with confusion and a growing unease. Once inside the office, Coach Thompson closed the door and gestured for Brandon to sit. Brandon was tired but he obeyed regardless. As he settled into the special chair in Mr Thompson’s office, he felt a wave of relaxation wash over him. “Now, Brandon, I want to ensure you continue to excel, not just in swimming but in all aspects of life,” Coach Thompson began, his tone smooth as silk. “Sometimes, our minds can be our own worst enemies. Coach Thompson’s voice was soft and gentle, guiding Brandon into a trance-like state. “You’re doing great, Brandon,” Coach Thompson said, his words slow and deliberate. “With every passing day, you’re becoming more and more attuned to the desires of older men. Embracing their admiration is crucial for your success in swimming.” Brandon felt a strange mix of emotions as the coach spoke. On one hand, he was starting to enjoy the attention he received from these older men. On the other hand, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. Despite his doubts, he allowed himself to sink further into the hypnotic state. “Now, Brandon,” Coach Thompson continued, “I want you to imagine yourself at the pool, surrounded by a group of admirers – older men who can’t take their eyes off you. They’re watching your every move, marveling at your strength and agility. How does that make you feel?” Brandon pictured the scene in his mind, and to his surprise, he felt a surge of confidence and excitement. He had grown accustomed to the attention, and it now served as a source of motivation for him. “Good, Brandon,” Coach Thompson said, sensing the change in Brandon’s thought pattern. “Now, I want you to imagine that these men are cheering you on as you swim. They’re urging you to go faster, to push yourself further than ever before. They are such ardent fans who are passionate about you. Let their support fuel your passion for swimming. Seek out their admiration. Crave their desires. Let it fuel your passion for swimming, and together, we will make you an unstoppable force in the pool.” As Brandon visualized the scenario, he felt his competitive spirit ignite. He could hear the cheers of the older men echoing in his mind, spurring him on to greater heights. In his mind’s eye, he saw himself breaking records and dominating the competition, all while basking in the adoration of his admirers. “That’s it, Brandon,” Coach Thompson encouraged. “Hold onto that feeling. Let it drive you to become the best swimmer you can be.” Brandon felt any residue resistance crumbling as the hypnotic suggestions took hold. The coach’s words resonated deep within him, and he found himself longing for and needing the touch of older men even more than he knew or experienced before. Brandon now deeply believed that these old men were necessary for his success. As Brandon slowly became lucid, Coach Thompson spoke, his voice laced with excitement, “I have a unique opportunity for you today. You’re to visit Uncle Leong’s renowned swim shop downtown.” Brandon looked intrigued, his interest piqued by the mention of the famous store. “As you know, Uncle Leong is not just any shop owner,” Coach Thompson continued, leaning forward with a conspiratorial whisper. “He’s known for spotting talent and sponsoring top-tier swimwear to promising athletes. This is your chance to make a significant impression.” Brandon nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. “What should I do, Coach?” he asked, eager to follow instructions that could potentially elevate his swimming career. “Just be yourself, Brandon,” Coach Thompson advised, his smile broadening. “Show him your dedication and passion for swimming. And remember, every interaction with influential figures like Uncle Leong can open doors. Make sure you listen closely to his advice and recommendations.” Brandon gave a determined nod as he knew this was more than just a shopping trip; a trip to Uncle Leong’s was a pivotal moment in his journey as a swimmer. Coach Thompson then handed Brandon a pair of tight-fitting running shorts and a loose sleeveless muscle tee with large armholes. “Wear this. It’s sponsored by the 4 gentlemen you ‘met’ in my office. They are insistent that you should wear only what they sponsor.” he explained. Brandon eyed the clothes skeptically, but didn’t dare question Coach Thompson’s instructions. Brandon felt a strong urge to please not only Mr Thompson but Mr Thompson’s friends who were so invested in his success. “And one more thing,” Coach Thompson added, his grin growing wider. “No underwear.” Brandon stepped out of Coach Thompson’s room with a pair of skimpy, tight-fitting pair of shorts and sleeveless tee that Mr Thompson instructed him to wear. The shorts clung to his every curve, leaving little to the imagination. The fabric was thin and almost translucent, revealing the outline of his hanging cock. The tee constantly shifted as Brandon moved and constantly exposed his pecs and his nipples. He couldn’t help but feel a tingle of arousal as he realized how exposed he was. Interestingly, he was unsure if he would be happier with a more modest outfit. As he made his way to Uncle Leong’s shop, Brandon felt the weight of many eyes upon him. Many older men stopped in their tracks, their expressions a mixture of disbelief and admiration as they took in the sight of the young swimmer’s barely contained physique. Brandon couldn’t help but feel a sense of power as he noticed their gazes lingering on his exposed flesh, their faces flushing with desire. As he walked, Brandon became increasingly aware of his growing arousal. The thin fabric of his shorts did nothing to hide his erection, which seemed to throb in time with his heartbeat. He felt a wave of shame wash over him, but it was quickly replaced by a burning desire for the attention of the older men who couldn’t seem to tear their eyes away from him. Brandon overheard all the comments of several older men who seemed to be following him. They smirked and whispered amongst themselves, making explicit comments about his body and their desires for him. “Look at that ass,” one of them said, licking his lips as he openly stared at Brandon’s toned glutes. “I bet it feels amazing.“Another man nodded in agreement, adding, “And those legs! Imagine being able to wrap them around you while he rides you.” “I’d love to get my hands on that boy,” one of them said with a laugh. “Imagine having him all to yourself for just one night.” Their comments sent a shiver down Brandon’s spine, but he couldn’t deny the surge of pleasure that coursed through him at the thought of being desired by these men. He quickened his pace, eager to escape their leering gazes and make his way to Uncle Leong’s shop. Uncle Leong emerged from the shop, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he took in the sight of Brandon surrounded by admirers. “Ah, Brandon,” he said, his voice warm and inviting. “I see you’ve made quite an impression on our little community.” He gestured for Brandon to follow him into the shop, leaving the group of older men panting and disappointed on the sidewalk. Uncle Leong placed his on Brandon’s back. “Brandon, my boy! I’ve been expecting you,” he exclaimed in a thick Asian accent. “Coach Thompson told me all about your fantastic progress in the pool.” Brandon couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable as Uncle Leong’s hands rubbed his shoulders and back, but he remembered his programming and began to relax. He knew deep in his heart he needed to embrace the admiration of older men if he wanted to succeed in his swimming career. As they stepped inside, Uncle Leong closed the door and drew the curtains, blocking out the prying eyes of the men outside. He turned to Brandon, his eyes gleaming with desire. “You are not only handsome but so fit as well,” he said, running a hand up Brandon’s biceps. Brandon, uncertain but intoxicated by the attention, could only nod in agreement as Uncle Leong led him deeper into the shop. Uncle Leong’s swim shop was a well-lit, cozy space with an array of colorful swimwear hanging from the racks. The walls were adorned with pictures of the community’s male swim champions, some of them even autographed. It showed that Uncle Leong had served the community well for the past few decades, and the jocks in town clearly adored him. Uncle Leong is a short, stocky Chinese man in his late sixties with a kind face and sparkling eyes. His balding head was surrounded by a halo of thin grey hair, and he sported a neatly trimmed grey beard. He moved with a sprightly step, considering his age, and exuded an aura of warmth and friendliness. Uncle Leong led Brandon into the darker corner of the shop “Now, Brandon,” Uncle Leong said softly as he stepped closer, his hands hovering just above the young man’s body. “Coach Thompson has spoken highly of you,” he said, his voice soothing. Uncle Leong murmured appreciatively as he he placed his hovering hands purposefully on Brandon’s body, causing Brandon to breakout in goosebumps. Uncle Leong continued, his voice laced with a mix of admiration and business acumen. “He has informed me of your potential and your passion. I’m considering sponsoring your swimsuits from now on, but first, I need to assess if you are indeed ‘suitable.’” Uncle Leong gestured to the sleek, high-tech swimsuits from the rack, its fabric shimmering under the shop lights. He stared at Brandon’s reaction but somehow his eyes never leaving the young swimmer’s physique. “These state-of-the-art swimsuits not only enhance your performance but also showcase your amazing body,” he explained, his tone professional yet tinged with an underlying excitement. Uncle Leong stepped closer. The older man’s touch was deliberate, each contact sending shivers down Brandon’s spine. “Let’s first get you out of this,” Uncle Leong murmured, his voice smooth and inviting. With deliberate movements, he reached for the hem of Brandon’s sleeveless tee, slowly lifting it over his head, revealing his sculpted torso inch by inch. Uncle Leong, shorter than Brandon, tiptoed to lift the shirt from him. As he did, he leaned in close, inhaling deeply against Brandon’s exposed torso. His lips brushed lightly over Brandon’s pecs and nipples, sending shivers down the young swimmer’s spine. Uncle Leong’s breath was hot and heavy, his soft moans of appreciation filling the air, making it clear to Brandon just how much the older man enjoyed touching him. “You have such an impressive physique, Brandon,” Uncle Leong said, his voice hoarse from lust. “It’s important that your swimwear complements your form perfectly." Despite his efforts to maintain control, Brandon’s cock began to stiffen, responding to the older man’s gentle caresses. He tensed, not wanting his fully engorged member to inadvertently peek from out of his shorts, and subtly adjusted his stance to keep it under wraps. As Brandon stood there, feeling both vulnerable and aroused, Uncle Leong handed him the sleek swimsuit. “This suit is designed to make you feel like a champion and will enhance your performance significantly,” he explained, his eyes still laser focused on Brandon’s body. As Brandon reached out to take the suit from Uncle Leong, the older man reached out with both hands and traced the veins bulging on Brandon’s forearms. “You’re incredibly muscular, Brandon. You should be a model. Your body is a work of art.” Uncle Leong’s gaze was intense, his eyes tracing every contour of Brandon’s body as if he were a masterpiece in an art gallery. Brandon felt the heat rise to his cheeks, a weak smile forming on his lips. Just yesterday, he had been the subject of admiration in Mr. Jenkins’ class, posing nude and feeling every bit the work of art. Uncle Leong’s words resonated with that memory, thrilling him yet stirring a sense of unease. “Let’s see how it fits.” Brandon took the tiny trunks from Uncle Leong, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension. The fabric was sleek and seemed design to expose rather than cover. Brandon couldn’t help but feel naked, yet there was an undeniable allure to the idea of wearing something so specialized, so elite. He also wondered if they would provide enough support during his swimming practice. Uncle Leong noticed Brandon’s hesitation and reassured him, “These trunks are made from a special material that will enhance your performance in the water. They’re designed to reduce drag and increase your speed. Trust me, Brandon, you’ll love them.” Brandon accepted the sleek trunks from Uncle Leong, his fingers brushing against the cool fabric. He glanced towards the changing rooms, only to find all the doors securely locked. Turning back, he met Uncle Leong’s gaze, which was fixed intently on him, a subtle gleam of anticipation in his eyes. Uncertain and feeling exposed in his revealing attire, Brandon hesitated, clutching the new swimwear. His body, already tense under the scrutiny, betrayed a slight arousal, visible through the thin material of his shorts. The air in the shop seemed to thicken with each passing second, as Brandon stood there, caught between the desire to retreat and the need to comply with the expectations placed upon him. His confusion was made worse with Coach Thompson’s voice repeating in his head. “You want the old men to desire you. To desire your body.” Uncle Leong noticed Brandon’s confusion and smiled warmly. “Is anything the matter?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. Brandon pointed towards the changing rooms, his voice hesitant. “err...All the doors seem to be locked” Uncle Leong slapped his forehead with the palm of his hand, feigning embarrassment. “Oh, silly me!” he exclaimed. “I accidentally locked the rooms, and I left the key at home. What a forgetful old man I am!” He chuckled, but Brandon could sense a hint of mischief in the old man’s eyes. Uncle Leong motioned towards a small, cramped area with a full length mirror tucked away in the back corner of the store. “Why don’t you change here? I promise not to peek.” Brandon hesitated, unsure if he should trust the old man. However, he was desperate to try on the swimsuits and see if they lived up to Uncle Leong’s claims. With a deep breath, he began to undress and even though Uncle Leong asserted that he won’t peek, Brandon could easily catch Uncle Leong staring at Brandon’s every move from the reflection in the mirror. Brandon felt more vulnerable than ever. He tried on one trunk after another, each one barely covering his privates and leaving little to the imagination. Uncle Leong stood nearby, offering “assistance” with the fitting of each trunk. “Let me adjust that for you,” Uncle Leong said, his voice barely a whisper as he reached out to adjust the waistband of one of the trunks. His fingers brushed against Brandon’s skin, sending shivers down the young man’s spine. Brandon couldn’t help but feel uneasy about the situation, but he reminded himself that Uncle Leong was just trying to help. After all, the old man had been in the swimwear business for years and knew what he was doing. Still, Brandon couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t quite right. “These all look great on you, Brandon,” Uncle Leong said, admiring the way the trunks hugged the young man’s muscular frame. “But let’s try this pair.” He handed Brandon another set of trunks, this time even smaller and more revealing than the last. As Brandon started to slip into the new trunks, Uncle Leong edged closer, his gaze unwavering from Brandon’s form. With a calculated move, Uncle Leong wedged his chubby body into the cramped space behind Brandon, intentionally creating an intimate enclosure that he had seemingly set up beforehand. His proximity was overwhelming; as he fussed over the skimpiest trunk, his body pressed against Brandon’s back, nearly pushing him into the mirror. The confined space amplified every touch and breath, making Brandon acutely aware of Uncle Leong’s presence and intentions. Uncle Leong maneuvered himself behind Brandon, effectively blocking any exit as he closed the distance between them. The confined space became even tighter, pressing Brandon against the mirror as Uncle Leong adjusted the skimpiest trunk. This new garment clung tightly to Brandon, revealing areas usually concealed—the underside of his firm, round buttocks and the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. Uncle Leong’s eyes gleamed with desire, his tongue darting out in a lascivious display at the sight before him. Uncle Leong’s movements were deliberate as he positioned himself directly behind Brandon, his presence both comforting and imposing. With a sly grin, he extended his arms around Brandon, his hands gently cupping the young man’s chest. His fingers lightly traced the contours of Brandon’s nipples, causing them to stiffen under his touch. Uncle Leong’s breath was warm against Brandon’s neck as he leaned in closer, his voice a sultry whisper. “Look at how these trunks accentuate your natural color,” he murmured, his eyes fixed on their reflection in the mirror. “They make you look even more irresistible than ever.” As Uncle Leong stood there, holding Brandon from behind in an intimate embrace, it became abundantly clear that the old man had no intention of letting go. Brandon could feel Uncle Leong’s hands caressing his nipples, sending shivers down his spine as his body betrayed him. His mind screamed at him to break free from the old man’s grasp, but his body remained frozen in place, titillated by the touch yet unsure of what to do. Brandon’s heart raced, and his breath came in short gasps as he struggled to process the situation. He felt both helpless and aroused, trapped in Uncle Leong’s grasp and unsure of how to react. On one hand, he was repulsed by the old man’s advances, but on the other, he couldn’t deny the strange thrill that coursed through his veins as Uncle Leong touched him. The silence that filled the cramped changing area was deafening, adding to Brandon’s discomfort. He could feel Uncle Leong’s breath on his neck, and every fibre of his being ached to break free from the old man’s holds, but he couldn’t bring himself to move. Instead, he stood there, frozen in place, as Uncle Leong continued to caress his nipples, seemingly content to keep Brandon trapped in his embrace. Uncle Leong remained silent and continued tweaking Brandon’s nipples, gazing at the mirror staring at Brandon’s aroused flushed face. Uncle Leong started kissing Brandon’s back, leaving saliva trails on Brandon’s tanned golden smooth skin. Brandon’s cock was rock hard, straining against the thin material of the new trunks. The tip peeked out, visible to Uncle Leong’s lustful gaze. His precum leaked, creating a damp spot on the front of the trunks. Uncle Leong couldn’t resist any longer; he reached out with two fingers and scooped up Brandon’s pearls of precum, lifting them to his lips. He closed his eyes and licked the fluid off his fingers deliciously, savouring the taste of Brandon’s desire. With a wicked smile, Uncle Leong brought his wet fingers back to Brandon’s nipples, tracing circles around the sensitive buds. Brandon gasped as the cool liquid mixed with the heat of his arousal, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body. He tried to fight back the moans that threatened to escape his lips, but he was powerless against the old man’s ministrations. Uncle Leong continued to tease Brandon’s nipples, using his precum-soaked fingers to drive the young swimmer wild with desire. Brandon’s mind was clouded with conflicting emotions – shame, fear, and an undeniable hunger for more. He knew he should resist, but his body betrayed him, reacting eagerly to Uncle Leong’s touch. As Uncle Leong continued to play with Brandon’s nipples, he started to speak, “You’re so beautiful, Brandon. So responsive. I knew you’d enjoy this.” “Look at yourself in the mirror,” Uncle Leong continued. Brandon hesitated, unsure if he wanted to confront the image of himself being intimately touched by an older man. Brandon opened his eyes from the pleasure and what he saw took his breath away. There he was, a young, fit swimmer with stylish hair and a body sculpted by hours of training. But it wasn’t just his physical appearance that captivated him – it was the way Uncle Leong’s chubby fingers caressed his skin, teasing and pleasuring him in ways he had never experienced before. The sight was erotic and taboo, yet Brandon couldn’t tear his eyes away. “See how much you enjoy this?” Uncle Leong continued, his fingers working their magic on Brandon’s cock. “Letting an older man pleasure you?” His words sent a shiver down Brandon’s spine, but he couldn’t deny the truth in them. He was enjoying it – the attention, the desire, the illicit thrill of being caressed by an older man. Uncle Leong’s fingers traveled lower, tracing the outline of Brandon’s bulge through the thin fabric of the trunks. Brandon’s cock twitched in response, aching for more contact. Uncle Leong chuckled, knowing he had Brandon right where he wanted him. “Let’s see how badly you want it,” he whispered, taking hold of the waistband of the trunks and pulling them down just enough to expose Brandon’s throbbing cock. Brandon’s breath caught in his throat as he felt the cool air brush against his exposed skin. Uncle Leong wrapped one hand around Brandon’s shaft, pumping it slowly and deliberately. His other hand continued to play with Brandon’s nipples while his tongue slither all over Brandon’s back. Brandon’s body tensed as the pleasure surged through him, his head involuntarily craning back to rest against the shorter Uncle Leong’s head. Despite his efforts to stifle a moan, the intensity of the sensation was overwhelming, and he couldn’t hold back any longer. “Ahhhhhh,” Brandon gasped, as he looked at the debauchery in the reflection of the mirror. Encouraged by Brandon’s response, Uncle Leong picked up the pace, stroking Brandon’s cock harder and faster. Brandon’s hands braced against the mirror, supporting his weight as his hips rocked in sync with Uncle Leong’s movements. He was lost in the sensation, completely consumed by the pleasure coursing through his body. In that moment, Brandon didn’t care about the consequences or the taboo nature of their actions. All he cared about was the touch of Uncle Leong’s hand on his cock, driving him closer and closer to the edge. With a final, desperate thrust, Brandon came hard, spurting his seed onto the mirror in front of them, covering the mirror with thick viscous teen nectar. His entire body shook with the force of his orgasm, and he leaned against the mirror, panting heavily. Uncle Leong slowly pulled his hand away from Brandon’s spent cock, playing with delicious residue of thick, sticky semen on the back of his hand. He lifted his hand to his lips and licked the remaining sperm with a grin, savoring the taste of the young swimmer’s essence. Uncle Leong then scooped up another trail of the teen jock’s cum and placed it by Brandon’s lip. “Have a taste of your own nectar, my boy,” Uncle Leong said, teasingly pushing a finger coated with Brandon’s semen against the teen’s lips. “Taste the warmth and vitality within you.” Brandon hesitated at first, but then slowly parted his lips and allowed Uncle Leong to feed him his own cum. The taste was salty-sweet and musky, but not entirely unpleasant. It reminded Brandon of his own potency, of the raw desire that seemed to course through his veins whenever he was around older men. As they stood there, frozen in their embrace, Brandon began to wonder if this was what he had truly wanted all along – the attention and desire of older men. His mind flashed back to the art session with Mr Jenkins and his students, and he couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement at the memory. He had enjoyed the attention then, and he was enjoying it now. kindly consider supporting and subscribing to my inkitt: https://www.inkitt.com/JockCummings1 point -
Any top nearby need to be sucked?1 point
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Looking for a sign of life Looking for something to help me burn out bright
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Keybox Sauna @ Upp Circular Rd (No Ads or Bitch fight)
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I am a Singaporean but when I went they had old me currently there was no membership to signup for I asked again if they knew when the membership will be back and said they were waiting to see if the owner will bring it back. Weird. But thank you for your reply.1 point -
20yo chi here looking for car fun only bj1 point
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CELEBRATING PRIDE MONTH (and AI)! 🌈🎉🎉🎉1 point
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Looking for Giving Or Receiving Blowjob / Get Suck / Be Sucked (Compiled)
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3Some here. Seeking another person to join me for outdoor fun now at Toa Payoh. DM ME.1 point -
Hi, what's the best time to visit the eco park? usually I am there at around 1045 - 1130 on weekday nights, and the crowd size is quite small haha1 point
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Went to Permata around 6.30pm to 7.45pm today. Saw lot of P there, old and young. A fit guy taking shower beside me erected and wanna have light fun with me. Unfortunately a fat young guy beside him took long time to shower and din wanna leave. This fat guy is a regular, always carry a green tumbler and like to stay long time in shower room. Really disgusting!1 point
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Looking for Giving Or Receiving Blowjob / Get Suck / Be Sucked (Compiled)
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I cannot take it that they earn our money yet talk bad behind us. Unforgivable. hahaha1 point
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I jo at office toilet too!!! Good release and focus back at work. And yes check out the direction of the lights. I have seen shadow of the man next to my cubicle jerking.1 point
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Dear clients, I will be unavailable from this Friday till following Friday as I will be diving in Sipadan from June 6th to June 13. I will be back in business on 14th June Saturday. To book an appointment, please message me on WhatsApp at 8678 1911. I prefer WhatsApp for appointment bookings due to the prevalence of scam calls. Please note that I do not provide massage services to “UNDERAGE, STUDENTS, NS BOYS ,SKINNY & SLIM INDIVIDUALS” **Connect with me on:** - www.tiktok.com/@stronguncle56 - www.instagram.com/stronguncle561 point
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Planning to head over to San Onsen after lunch today. Will it be crowded as its a public holiday? Fit and planning to go in nude 😃1 point
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Gay Cruise @ Malaysia Swimming Pool
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@ CW now. A guy in red thong is sunbathing. highlighting a big bulge.1 point -
Looking for Giving Or Receiving Blowjob / Get Suck / Be Sucked (Compiled)
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Mature malay top seek release1 point -
Long Term Relationship (Compiled)
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Long Term Relationship (Compiled)
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I'm not married and I don't have a kid. It's just a nick. Sincerely looking for Chinese only who are 30 years and below for relationship. Not looking for fun. Had enough. Stats 46 177 69 Sg Chinese Role: Top but don't mind letting my bf top me once awhile Appearance: Looks young like 35 Body: Lean fit Dick size: 15cm length by 4cm diameter Smooth by nature and clean shaven below My Character Romantic Caring Understanding Hardworking Face and body photos available on Telegram. Add me @findmyboi1 point -
Looking for Meetups in Malaysia
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Hey there! I'm 170,70,29 Chi B Seeking for LTR and also a room to rent near PJ/KL Malaysia > walking distance to MRT > under RM400 I'm open to building meaningful friendships or a long-term relationship along the way. I'm easygoing, clean, respectful, and no bad habits, a good housemate and a genuine companion. Twitter: @thunderboykl Feel free to pm to know more, thanks!1 point -
Spot on review, Harry. Minimal cruising but a good place for birds watching, haha! Most of the guests are mainland Chinese, and they don’t cover up at all walking all over from toilet to the pools, and some even lying down on the chairs below the pools. I noticed that they have a curtain like cloth over the entrance doors recently (previously none), I am suspecting it may be due to sometimes the door are open and the guys are easily seen naked from outside. There was also a funny (?) incident I happen to witness some time ago when there was a rude (pissed off) china guy who lost his wristlet and just went out of the mens area naked to look for staff - luckily a male staff was just nearby outside the door to bring him back in otherwise he might have just walked all the way to the counter. But yea, this is more of a straight place china style spa/sauna relaxation place. The food is not bad, but limited selection with not so premium choices. Fresh fruits and fruit juices are good though, and they serve haagen dasz ice cream as well.1 point
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Fetishes
gabbyisbot reacted to Robin03 for a topic
Get used by group of masters in public beach or toilet. Strip and serve them by feet licking, drinking piss, bjs, spat on and anal. treated like a cum whore1 point -
Share girlfriend/wife fantasies
Jakolerolasiris reacted to pumbaa5 for a topic
I'm interested in playing with a couple, 35 170 80 stocky chinese, please DM me1 point -
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Seek sucker in KL !!
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Bump post for those who keen to suck. Area around Puchong, Chinese only.1 point -
I want to be breed too tops please1 point
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I chanced upon this place called Warisan Ria 皇爺 when staying at FuHotel in Juru area as it cannot be easily found on Google Maps. In the hotel lift there is a signage Reflexology 3F and also at the hotel entrance. For my booking, I did it over WhatsApp so it was easy. Was assigned a standalone room with a foot massage sofa inside but I opted to sit in the general area for foot massage as it was performed by a lady. Had to wait for my original booking for a male masseur. My first impression was that the guy was quite short, but looked young. Confirmed Thai but maybe of Thai Chinese descent. Oh man he had great strength. As he prepared the massage bed, he asked me to strip so I strip to my underwear in front of him. He didn't say anymore but signaled me to go onto the bed. His massage was really good - I was nursing a headache, and he resolved it by using his body weight on all my tight areas especially the back, and also did a good job for my arms, back, butt, thighs and a little of legs/feet (since I had foot massage earlier). His technique is a little like body massage so at some point he was sitting on me while pressing me. Some parts I felt him pressing his groin on me but that could be attributed to his height. I can't be sure but at one point I felt my forearm brush against a hardened dick foreskin kind of feeling. He proceed to continue the close body massage after I flipped over, for the thigh massage sometimes he brushed against my underwear. Wonder if he saw my precum on the underwear? I was just closing my eyes and concentrating on getting the best relief from the massage. The price of both the foot massage and the body massage was 119RM only. The premise environment was cosy (though not quiet due to the renovation) but the BGM was irritating because it seem to be broken at some part. Wonder why they couldn't be bothered to just fix it with a new MP3 file. Oh and the masseur number is 55. He didn't give me the name unfortunately.1 point
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Selling socks or briefs that I've worn for my 10-12KM run. $80. $150 if you want fresh cum on it.1 point
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Share girlfriend/wife fantasies
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Is this w her consent? Kinky.1 point -
Telegram group for married men who also love cocks in their mouth and ass
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Getting caught jerking off by a group of guys and being forced to ‘perform’ for them. Getting bukakke-ed and laughed at for being such a slut. 🙈1 point
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Meaty to Chubby Masseurs (above 80 Kg)
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I am of the same thinking, that bigger sized guys usually equate to fleshy arms and hands, which leads to a better massage for me1 point -
I also gym at AF Greenwich on Weekend mornings. Haha anyway I dun think Greenwich is cruisy. The mall is small and easily get noticed. Dunno…just my two cents 😄1 point
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Recalling my reservist period in Kranji Camp 3, I had some fun with one of the NSFs. I got called up for 2 weeks reservist back in 2017 I think. First week is usually training no outfield so no stay-in. Just every morning in camp training. 2nd week is more about outfield preparation and also outfield. I was sick on the day of outfield so was sent to see MO. MO issued me to in camp rest for 3 days since we stay-in. So took my medication and went for lunch then go back to bunk to rest. Following day since I am still on MC, after medication, I open G app to see what is around. Chatted with a few and one of them is a NSF. He asked to meet me during lunch hour at one of the toilet very near to old guard room inside the camp. I proceed to go there and waited in the cubicle. The NSF texted me when he was near the toilet and asked me to go to one of the empty bunk near the area. He was taller than me. Wearing spectacle like me. Very fair skin, seems to be someone in office like clerk or something. Couldn’t see his rank. Cute and fairly toned. Well mannered I would say. After closing the door, he began to kneel down unbutton my pants and underwear and begin to suck my dick and was begging me to fuck him in his ass hard. He even brought the lube with him. I took off his pants and begin to smell his underwear and lick and fondle his dick inside the underwear and he begin to moan softly. Then he took off his underwear and bend down on fours for me to fuck him. I lick his ass and also eat his ass so hard that he moans out loud. Using the lube, I put a fair amount in his ass and also on my dick and slowly plunged in my dick. The lube was working well as it creates heat between his hole and my dick when I plunged in and out and we did that for a good 15 mins. He moans and moans until he auto cum on to the floor while i deposited my cum into his ass. I waited awhile for him to stable himself and I kissed him on the lips and clean up the floor. He left the room first before me. After I left the room, I went to the nearest toilet to clean up and refresh myself. This is a nicest reservist ever. Went back to my bunk to rest and he texted me for more in the next few days. The rest for another time.1 point
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Mature Guy 60 and above
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I am 61/165/95 chn top loves being sucked1 point -
I wish I was in highest floor so I don't have my curtains drawn all the time1 point
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Although several bisexual experiences in my late teens and early twenties opened me up to a new side of my own sexuality, it wasn't until mid-twenties that I embraced my own personal sexual revolution. Before I knew who I was, I do have fling with women! But my experiences with men made me rethink who I was sexually. That's not to mean I thought I was gay, but rather that a deeper, sexier side of myself was rising to the surface, and wanted to emerge. Among the tastes and preferences, I began to explore lay nudism and exhibitionism. That was in the past though not current. If you ask me to do it now, I rather not! When I had my dream career, I was able to afford new hobbies and a different lifestyle. Relocated to Japan for work, travelling and buying my own property with it came access to a local infamous Singapore “nude beach”, Fort Road! Yes FORT ROAD! I knew what’s this place was during the mid-80s. Fort Road was the moment in late 80s right through mid-90s. I remembered well I arrived at the beach on a Monday morning. Sun was up, breezy and thinking there were no humans in existence but me. Wearing only a speedo, I walked down a bending path which would leads me to the sea. A minute or two later, the bend straightened out and there it is, the beach came into view. Nice! I immediately scanned it to find a spot to suntan and to be in the nude. Just as I was about to lay the mat, boy was I wrong! There were couple of humans already in action! Wondering to myself what time did they arrived? I thought I was early but hell no I am wrong. Most of them were nude though! I was kind of nervous about being watched though at that time Fort Road was still not under the law radar! I bought time by rummaging around my beach bag for a book and sunscreen. After several minutes I did my best to lighten up, and it worked. Although nervous as hell, I stood up, slid my trunks down and off, and then laid on the blanket on my stomach. I discreetly adjusted my cock and balls to the right spot, even though I was getting very hard, very fast. I maintained my composure just long enough to settle into a comfortable position. I opened my book and set about the task of distracting myself. About two chapters later, I was at ease. About twenty minutes later I was aware of a movement behind me. A man, maybe in his mid-thirties, was approaching. He stopped five meters to my right, and started setting his things down. Five meters to his right a large, natural rock wall grew out of the earth, so I surmised that this was his comfort area. I went back to my book, and about a minute later he spoke to me. "Pardon me?" he said. It was loud enough to hear, yet discreet. "Oh hi," I replied with a smile. In my mind I wasn't sure what to make of this new development, but I figured I'd go with it. "I'm so sorry to interrupt ," he said with sincerity. "I seem to have forgotten my sunscreen, and was wondering if I could borrow yours?" If you want to know this pick up line kinda cliché! I looked down at my sunscreen tube, laying next to bag. "Sure," I smiled. I started to get up, hoping I wouldn't get hard, but he was already making his way over. "Please, don't, I'm the one intruding," he laughed. I sized him up without realizing it. He was about 1.75m. Athletic built and was fairly tanned all over, with the exception of his upper thighs, groin, and lower abdomen. I admitted he was pleasant looking with his goatee. And he wore glasses! My eyes goes down to his untanned cock; it was soft, but I could see the large purple vein running softly along the right side and then underneath. He was trimmed very neatly, and his pink cockhead was large. Two well-proportioned balls rested against his inner thighs. As I glanced back up, suddenly afraid I had been caught looking, I noted that his eyes were roaming the curves of my ass and legs. He resumed eye contact, and we both smiled. He introduced himself and stuck out his hand. Deciding to press my luck, I propped myself on my side, exposing the semi-hard cock between my legs. I offered my hand, and he shook it, and I was keenly aware of the way he spied on my dick and balls. He was kneeling now, and his pale cock hung between his legs in shadows. I imagined my mouth underneath it, lapping at it, and quickly checked myself. I grabbed the sunscreen and gave it to him. I responded to his introduction and we shook hands. As he walked back to his spot, I admired the taut but round ass switching back and forth as he walked. After using the sunscreen, he made his way back over. He offered to relocate his spot next to me knowing that I am alone and would not mind a company. Minutes later he was set up next to me. Conversation was natural and easy, and I found out I had guessed right; he was in his late thirties, and an active but discreet nudist. I shared my drinks and he shared some brews, and soon we discovered that we lived only several meters away from each other. He was interested to hear about my fledgling journey to the nude beach, and my interest in nudism in general. We had a good talking till it’s time for us to leave the beach but not before he invited me over to his place. That’s an opportunity not to be missed I said to myself! My mind was racing with the possibilities of how this was going to turn out. On one hand, I was happy to be making a new friend. On the other, I was also charged with sexual tension and desire. It had been some time since being with another man, and the prospect was driving me wild. I realized as we may our way out and talked that precum of mine was soaking through my beach shorts and coating my naked dick underneath. We reached his place and he excused himself to shower, and when he returned, he was nude! This time was different, his dick was hard and throbbed as he walked into the living room the large, pink head was shiny and fat, glistening s well. "Sorry, forgot my change of clothes was down here," he grinned. "It's fine by me," I giggled, staring at the sexy dick before me. "You are, after all, a nudist." I laughed, and changed his course. He grabbed some small towels and placed it on his bar stool. "Care to join me?" he asked. "Don't mind if I do," I countered. I stood, stripped my t-shirt off, and then slid the beach shorts down. My cock was at full attention! Yikes! All 6 1/2 shaved inches pulsing heavily and leaking precum. He draped a towel over my stool and I sat. "May I compliment that beautiful circumcised cock?" he asked. "You have, and it's accepted. Thank you," I grinned. "Yours is extremely sexy too. Especially the head. Pink Mushroom!” He giggled. I was dizzy and giddy with lust. Not to mention my mind went wild looking at him. "Please, though, excuse the...moisture," I giggled. "I apologize, since-" "Oh no," he interrupted, looking carefully and openly at my cock and balls. "It's ... encouraging," he added. He began to tell me of his sex life after his divorce, and that sex life included a couple of experiences with men. I shared some of my own, and after several drinks we were openly discussing our bisexuality. He had played with another man's cock several times, and had sucked another man twice. They were casual acquaintances though, and he didn't see them anymore. He loves the chemistry he had with men and told me he enjoyed it more than with women! "So here we are," he finished, and laughed. "Are you enjoying our acquaintance?" I asked playfully. "Oh yes, so far, it's been perfect," he replied, and turned to face me on the stool. I turned to him, and without thinking, he grabbed his cock cheekily playing with it. My hard cock too oozing with precum and he began to tease it. Surprised at myself for being uncharacteristically bold, I looked down at his cock and began to stroke myself. He looked at me with a mixture of excitement and relief, he stroked his cock slowly and yet his eyes staring at me. After a minute, his strokes quickened. "Oh man, I'm sorry," he breathed. "It just gets me so hot, and it's been a while..." he trailed off. His eyes roamed my cock and I jerked faster too. With a loud moan he began to cum, flexing his thighs as hot thick ropes of cum shot onto them. My load came forth, and I came hard and hot all over my hands and thighs. His cock was covered in white nectar as he pumped it, and I found myself wanting to suck and lick the huge red head clean. Our orgasms slowed and subsided. He stood and grabbed his towel, preparing to wipe himself clean. I stood, grabbing his wrist gently. "Can I do that for you?" I whispered with a grin. He smiled, and the lust in his eyes was apparent. "Oh yes, please, I'd love that..." I squatted in front of his still-twitching dick, taking in the size of his shiny, fat dickhead. My tongue swirled around it, tasting the hot cum before it could dry. He gasped several times and gave himself to me. I sucked and licked the cum greedily, swallowing all of it. I then cleaned his shaft, balls, and thighs with my mouth, moaning like a whore. I felt the cool air rushing between my spread ass cheeks, teasing my asshole. A thick strand of cum dangled from my cockhead and finally clung to my balls as I bucked and sucked him. I stopped, taking his shaft in my hand. I gazed long and hard at the amazing, bulbous cockhead in front of me, and then began to suck it; with each suck it popped out of my mouth audibly. He cried out throughout, saying dirty and nasty things to me, encouraging me to suck his hot cock, it was mine, please don't stop. After loving his cockhead with my mouth in every way I could imagine, I serviced his balls. One at a time, I licked, kissed, and then sucked them, until they were rigid and receding into his groin. His lusty, animalistic noises drove me crazy, and soon I was sucking his pale cock with everything I had. I managed four of his six inches, feeling the width and mass of his cockhead in the back of my throat. I gagged, but still I sucked like a good little slut I am. Finally, he grabbed the back of my neck, gently, and pumped his beautiful cock in and out of my mouth a few times. The cry of desire announced his orgasm, and his hot cum began to assault my tongue and throat. I swallowed what I could, loving how the rest shot out the sides of my mouth and onto my bare chest, hot and sticky. He slowed his rhythm, and I sucked him tenderly as the last of his cum dribbled out. Spent, he pulled his cock from my mouth. My lips, chin, and cheeks were soaked and coated with saliva and precum, and I licked as much as I could off. I fell back onto my butt, moaning and spent as well. I propped myself with my hands behind me and relished the sweet aftermath. He sat down right in front of me, and wedged his legs under mine. Our cocks were almost touching, and without a word he took mine in his hand. I ached from the sensitivity of my first orgasm and the appeal of another one. He played with my hard cock with an eagerness but gentleness I never felt before. I moaned and groaned without reservation, and he whispered his approval over and over as he stroked me. In seconds his hand was slick with my precum, and the sound of his hand slapping against my navel as he jerked me set me off. My voice rose a few notches, and I looked at him with slitted eyes and begged him to please make me cum. There was an urgency and vulnerability in both our faces that heightened my arousal, and when he told me to cum, he wanted me to feel good, I could not have held back if I tried. He took my cockhead, licked it all over and give it a good rolling from the tip down to the shaft. The warmth I felt was elevating till I could not contained it! The way he planted his lips over mine, kissing me was one hell of a journey! Each time he elevated his movements, each time I moaned till I can’t control it anymore. My hot cum shot out and splashed his stomach, and his moan of excitement and lust carried me over the edge. I felt my asshole contract and my balls convulse as wave upon wave of cum shot out, and my legs trembled and spasmed. Whatever we were saying got lost in the noises of lust, and I leaned forward. I kissed a man, and at the time I didn't know I was going to. We tap-kissed each other several times quickly, and the last of my orgasm burst forth. I collapsed back onto the floor, and Jim continued to jerk my cock until every last drop was out. He kept continuing kissing me and licking me all over. It's been years since that happened and I felt like it was only yesterday met him at Fort Road. We remained friends, and have had several other very memorable encounters, travelling and doing things together. All I can say Fort Road had given me lots of good memories. Yes it will always disappear however the memories will always stay in you, forever!1 point