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  1. qsefthu78

    Underwear Bulges

    Mid week post-recovery bulge.
    28 points
  2. slimgam

    Underwear Bulges

    TGIF
    28 points
  3. slimgam

    Underwear Bulges

    Happy Sunday
    24 points
  4. qsefthu78

    Underwear Bulges

    Good weekend ahead.
    18 points
  5. qsefthu78

    Underwear Bulges

    How's the week coming along? Weekend's here soon.
    17 points
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  7. Carryfuck is probably the most intimate of all positions. Lips locked with my tongue fucking his sweet mouth; his hands locked around my neck, legs around my waist like I’m his sole pillar of strength in the sea of sexual delirium; I plant my hands firmly on his beautiful bubble butt to stake my claim on the prize; arms and core flexed from carrying the weight of my boy, his lithe hairless boy body pressed hard against my hard sweaty male torso pumped with passion and desire to dominate and deliver my responsibility to satisfy his need to be dominated. The most intimate connection is of course my cock - firmly plugged into his boy cunt from below, delivering seeds of pleasure straight deep into his body where he needs it most. The range of motion is more restricted in this position, but if there was an audience, they would be waiting to catch a glimpse of my glorious cock shaft, disappearing in and out of the pleasure cave. The exposed section of my shaft would be more limited to maintain the connection. But my standing and flexed position makes it ever more veiny, engorged and glistening with a cocktail of lube, precum, semen and ass juice, some of which would drip down to my hairy balls. Btms like you should take some credit too for the carry fuck position, even though the top has to fulfill the main challenge of carrying your full body weight and maintaining a hardon at the same time to perform the carry fuck successfully and deliver sexual satisfaction to both. The btm has to maintain some mindfulness to hold on to the top and steady himself, yet submit and lose himself in the safety of the top’s bodily embrace as our bodies intertwine in this deep hard fuck n hug.
    12 points
  8. blue leopard
    12 points
  9. Went with my friend yesterday afternoon. Decided to pen down my humble reflection. We went in the early afternoon, the place wasn’t crowded yet. There were only a few guys standing and walking along the corridor. Matured, young, slim fit, stocky, maybe 1-2 of each type. Everyone is there to seek fun, yet everyone is waiting for someone to initiate something. But the place got crowded at around 3+. More hot guys of different body type too. There were people standing at every corner of the corridor and even in the dark maze. Kissing, hugging and even sucking took place along the corridor. Discussion says that it is usually only happening after evening time. I guess the crowd yesterday afternoon was a pleasant surprise. 😉 I have read all the horror stories about persistent touching and forceful grabbing, hence I was all ready to push away any touchy hands that do not belong to my preferred body type. However, after chatting with a regular in the sauna yesterday, I learn to see it from another perspective. Being touched is actually an indication that you are attractive or you are someone’s preferred type. I believe everyone in the sauna wants to have some fun at the end of the visit. But if everyone just stand there waiting to be approached, who is actually initiating the approach? I learnt to be happy when I was touched. I touched those I was interested too. I even told a guy he has a good body. I believe that made his day. I was lucky because I was not just touched, but was lucky to hug and had some light fun with a few hot guys, some of my preferred muscular fit type. If I had not initiated, I guess all those would not have happened. ☺️ I did encounter a guy who grab my wrist and tried pulling me to a corner in the dark maze telling me “just let me suck for you”. He was insistent, but I wasn’t interested. I thank him for the offer and made my way out after some resistance. No need to raise voice or be angry. Everyone was there to have fun, I am, so were they. Some just trying their luck, more forcefully, that’s all. Just reached out to those you are interested. They can choose to indicate they are not interested, enjoy the moment of being appealing to other guys, or reciprocate by touching you in return to signal a good match. You never know the outcome until you try reaching out, politely. At the end of the day, I had fun with some guys, and with my friend too. We left satisfied. It was a happy trip.
    11 points
  10. ilikepecs246

    Underwear Bulges

    Monday blues...
    11 points
  11. Giving it a shot 🤞 About me: Pleasant looking SG chn in 30s & single. 170 60 (lean fit) vers btm. Enjoys travel, exercises, movies, Netflix, cuisines, tea, cafe and more. Ideal partner: SG chn around my age or older who is loyal, caring and passionate about love. Someone that I can explore the world together with or just chill over cuddles & Netflix on a weekend. Best if we share some mutual interests and you have your own place. HMU to connect n take care y’all 🥳
    11 points
  12. Wanna chill?
    10 points
  13. What an interesting topic I’ve stumbled upon! 😆 And what a memory trigger of a once off in a lifetime sexperience years ago… 🫠🥹 Getting fucked by younger guys in their 20s (the full spectrum of them) is a mutual physical experience with their glorious virility, hunger and stamina. Did it with a 21 year old Indian man (he was and is, in every sense of the word, qualified to be one after what he did to me anally while totally naked and hard!) years ago in an infamous park. He was sitting down surly faced and agressive looking, in tights with an obvious bulge. I liked his physique and signalled my intent with my hands and body. He responded, still stony faced. I was apprehensive but he was oozing smoothly youthful sex and my resistance was weak with need and desire. We advanced into the once open but now forgone large space inside the toilet, pulled down his bottom vêtement and out sprang his shlong — so long, so thick, so smooth and hairless. Young cock never tasted so delicious and creamy, what a meaty mouthful! We were interrupted so we went outside, behind the toilet, in front of a huge dump bin. Stripped totally and then pulled off his top too, the two of us finally totally naked. His fit smooth dark toned body was such a joy to hug and hold against mine; we melted into each other’s muscles and veins. We kissed and sucked and groped and squeezed and touched and explored and fingered each other with such hunger and abandon. He was so very hard and thick, I choked and gagged with tearful joy. And I was so mistaken — the surly looking youth turned out to be such a polite, well mannered and gentle being. So urbane and polished, in one so young on hindsight, that I could not forget. And while fit and swarthy looking, he confessed he was versatile but that night, with his naked arms and torso wrapped around my back, he whispered at my ear with gentle plea and eagerness if he could please fuck me raw and deep and cum inside me because he felt so wild and insane right then and had an urge to unload up me. How can I deny such polite and gentle need from another man so young? I wanted him so badly, naked and raw inside me, the moment I first saw him that night, seated while stroking his huge cock. He plunged into my hole slowly, and then once fully inside me, gently started to pound me with a steady rhythm and strength, while I was holding on to the dump bin. Then he gathered speed and increased strength, stretching my hole, working up my sensation, turning me more and more horny, my jerking vision quickened, my grip on the dump bin slipping, my forehead banging against the bin, my breath more yearning, my groans and moans more abandoned and deeply felt, the sound of ass pounding echoing louder into the dark night as another onlooker played with my nipples and hard cock. The 21 year old was pounding me hard in a consistent beat, I felt his muscles tense and grip tighten on my sides. Then, he grabbed my body entirely and whispered he was going to cum soon, could he cum inside me, and I breathlessly intoned please cum inside, I need that cum inside me, and he shot his load up me. I then jerked my hard cock and shot my cum all over the dump bin and the ground. I planted a long deep kiss on him, tongue on tongue in our mouths, as he sucked the breath out of me. Afterwards, we held hands as we recovered, as we stroked each other and chatted, all the while standing totally naked next to the dump bin, without fear or worry, suffused in a calm afterglow. And he revealed, in that gentle, urbane, polished and sincere tone that was so incongruent with his surly and agressive demeanour earlier on, that he lived around the area — and had only just ORD’d two weeks ago and was 21. And that he never thought he would end up having such a deeply felt and immersive encounter with anyone that night. We spoke a bit more and then parted ways. He told me his name then, I’ve already forgotten it now. I went back to that park a few more times, I never saw him ever again — but his body, touch, youthful earnestness and tentative smiles from that one off kismet night I will not forget. 💕
    10 points
  14. ilikepecs246

    Underwear Bulges

    Enjoyed all the bulges on here! Here's mine
    10 points
  15. fallmerees

    Underwear Bulges

    As I took this photo, I realized that my undies were actually inside out 💀😂
    10 points
  16. qsefthu78

    Underwear Bulges

    Waiting for the weekend.
    10 points
  17. Report on The Natural massage - FIRST visit is a good sign! Just 2 mins walk from The Quarter Silom, we were trying to get a late night massage at The Prime but was told all slots were booked for the day. We decided to get ones for tomorrow instead, and walked down the lane to see elsewhere. We passed by Paradise, which I have some memory of. The interiors are like Muji, clean and beautiful, but the massage was always underwhelming. However, it did develop a bit more of a sleazy vibe over the 2 years of the pandemic, there was easily 10 boys outside in a pack at 9pm. We were kind of disturbed and decided to walk next door to The Natural. I think it was called The Green many years ago? But it was the same placement and visuals. There were only 2 boys outside, and they waved us in casually. We got a 1.5 hour each. I did a pure thai massage while my friend did a mix of thai and oil. The first mix-up was when they brought me to a similar room as my friend, and I was perplexed, as there was no massage clothes in the oil room. So we cleared that up and I was brought back downstairs. It was also during this time that I notice my masseur was swapped as well, as I was suddenly with a different boy - luckily this one did understand a bit English. We started and in the first 5 mins, he had cracked my spine in 3 spots. The cracks were so nice, and a really good start. I was also kind of surprised, he started on my back, as usually I would start lying down and the first will be the feet. But no complaints as I was fully intent on enjoying my first real thai massage in 2 years! For me, setting up chemistry is very important. And it has nothing to do with sex, but just courtesy. So I answered every question he had, and asked him a few as well. He chatted casually and confidently for a 25 year old. And in his first 3 months in Bangkok - not sure true or not. He shared other details, but I don't think it is nice to share without his consent. As we got chatting, the usual took place. His massage was good, but he did not understand "strong" and "weak", so it was purely up to facial expressions. (more on this later). His pressure was good, and he did not use too much elbow and bone (Thank god!) - even when he did, he incorporated the signature rolling method, instead of jabbing and stabbing. Eventually, I was turned over. I had already resisted and won the hip compress like a pro. That is usually the killer move that renders guys weak. So he tried further, casually pressing "by accident", and I behaved well before melting into my massage and did get hard. Cupping my awakening dick head, he leaned in and said, "Special na?". I put a hand on his thigh and said, "Hah no, no but thank you." It was also my chance to touch him - and to test his boundaries. Some masseurs take it as an opening, and do allow my hand to rest further, but he actually picked it up and placed it back on the mattress. Ganasai, hahaha. We did chat further, and by this time, he was fully aware of my hardon. And I was happily exhibiting it. I wore some super thin Uniqlo briefs, and he had to run his hands a few times to check whether I was even wearing underwear or not. He asked one more time, and just to entertain, I asked how much? He said 1K which I thought was okay, but I asked him what he would do for that price. He smiled and motioned jerking, complete with an animated climax and "Very good, I do for you. Or sucking, (also) ok". Then I dropped the big question, "You gay?" and he said "Me, oh no no no. Me not gay". Then, "So why you want to suck me? You don't like this." I pointed at my cock cheekily. We both laughed and left it at there. But all ice had been broken, and I did tell him that if he want to make more money from gay, he has to focus on the ass, not the dick. He did have a bit of a question mark before he got it, and then casually reached beneath my balls and fingered, "this one?". I just smiled and with a wink, said, Yup. It was like a whole new world opened to him, but he was not prepared for what it would entail, so he quietly worked on finishing the massage. But I can still see his mind turning - what a cute boy! We probably had a good 40 mins left, and he was in my fave position - working on my thigh, him sitting in between my legs. The gentle rocking of his body was excellent against my cock and balls, which was in waves of hardness and softness. I fell asleep but awoke when he changed to the other thigh. On the second thigh, he nestled himself in further into my crotch. And he hoisted my thigh up like it was nothing, so I was able to hug him fully with my legs. there is nothing like a strapping young men in between your legs - whether it was casual or seduction full on, I was happy to oblige. Over the whole massage, he was masked - but I was not! I felt I was at a disadvantage, as he saw my face and expressions but for me, only his eyes and brows. He was cute enough, but now I was super intrigued haha! I reminded myself to always have my mask on next time, both for safety and seduction! Knowing he was nearing the end, he rocked my dick with his elbow for one more try - "Special na?" and I rejected him again - he just sighed comically, but placed one whole arm on my chest, running it over my pecs. Grabbing a handful of chest, he said "Big". I cheekily asked, "Like girl one?" We both laughed, he was definitely a tit guy. I cherish these moments of casual affection and closeness. Between two guys that just met, there is nothing like new chemistry. It was dizzying. I decided to test him a bit by mentioning my clicking left shoulder. Immediately, he dropped what he was doing, and assessed. There was indeed a clicking sound, and he clapped me on my back and asked me to sit up. I wondered what was going on when he threw the pillow to the side but then I knew. Out of the many times I have ever been massaged, I probably got this 3 times only - the "Head-in-Lap". And all times, it was with hot masseurs with chemistry. The last time, it was with Mr Karn - a beefy Thai daddy, and he massaged me upside down, while I ate his nips. That ended with a meet outside the shop, where he banged my hole open, which kept me satisfied for a week lol. Let me just say....the "Head-in-Lap" is just next level. Happily, I placed my head in his lap. Gently nestling in, knowing fully I am on his cock now - the tables have turned. From that position, he worked very well on the motion of my shoulder. He even successfully isolated the nerves along the neck that was pulled from it. He worked on it firmly, and I did do my dramatic piece by wincing and whimpering. At one point, I turned to my side, so my head was on his inner thigh, but my face was dead on his crotch. As he worked on my shoulder and neck, I nibbled his package. It smelled clean, but also of his scent. Soapish but underlayer of musk. And I knew he was also getting turned on having a guy under his control, writhing and moaning on his package. After that period in heaven, he turned me back facing up. His package was hard underneath my skull. And I gave him a overhead hug, and said Thank you. I tested my shoulder - it did feel more raw and hot, but the click was actually gone! I said thank you again, and made a note to tip him well. Everything done but with 10 mins left on the clock, he asked about what workouts I do. And I told him, I want to grow big breasts. His hands, which was already massaging the pecs, got more excited. And with a handful of pec each, he expertly flicked my nipples with two fingers. Damn, if he started like this at the beginning - gone case for me. I moaned, and did resist but his grip was hard. Being tit-raped, sure. Eventually, he let go of my tits, but I did flex more for him. And he worshipped them - both soft and full, and hard and activated. Once again, he did a "Ooh Big" and jiggled them with full hands. What an interesting guy, so into tits - even the feel is enough. I should charge him extra instead. We were both hard at that point, which he noticed when he played my nipples. I admitted I like it a lot - but we already ran out of time. He sat me up, and did the remainder of the back and head and ended the massage. Some time back, I did ask his name and his routine. His name is Jay, and he works all days but Thursdays. As a courtesy, I asked him if I come back, he can massage me again? He said, "Yes!" with no pause, and suggested maybe I try oil massage with him. Overall, it was a good massage. Definite 7.8/10 - Fun, relaxing, and titillating. He was not my usual type - I like older, daddy, gruff and rough. But a cute boy is still a cute boy. Jay was happy when I gave him an above rate tip, and when we exited, I gave him a deep wai, which showed my sincere gratefulness - he did fix my shoulder! As we are back in public, no hugs and touches, haha. He bowed back, just as deep and held the door. As luck would have it, my friend hated his massage and was complaining the whole walk to get food. I was just listening but it did confirm my own insistence on building chemistry and rapport with the masseur no matter where. It is just a human thing, to want to be engaged properly, especially if you are the one paying for the massage. But in order to receive, one must first give and be open. I just lent him a sympathetic ear, but my mind was already set on another massage with Jay. He liked my tits, he listens to my body and I already got his straight dick hard. The titillation continues! Afterwards, just to quench my curiosity, I went over to their FB just to see if they had pics, and lo and behold, there was indeed. Here is Mr Jay, cute na?
    9 points
  18. fallmerees

    Underwear Bulges

    Look what I wore to Pink Dot 🤭 lol
    9 points
  19. I realised I've entered the "daddy/zaddy" phase when this Taiwanese twink kept moaning "爸爸好爽..." 🤔
    8 points
  20. stevechia

    Underwear Bulges

    Another new week, another new underwear find. This boxer is another underwear that seems to be designed for this forum topic. It however packs an extra feature in that it could also be worn with the balls exposed giving real meaning to the term ‘free-balling’ to promote scrotum health and fertility… and this is how I wore it all the time. 😉
    8 points
  21. slimgam

    Underwear Bulges

    8 points
  22. 7 points
  23. It was about 17 years ago when it was still the IRC era. I was 32 and you were in your mid 30s. We found each other on IRC and met at a coffeeshop for a chat. You were in office wear cutting a dashing figure. You said I looked good. We went to a secluded spot for more chats in your car. Then you drove me home. When we stopped at a traffic light, I asked to put my hand on your crotch. It was hard. That’s the only physical connection we ever had. We didn’t keep in touch cos you were married. Till now, I still remember our meeting vividly cos you were the first guy I had ever met. And I have never met anyone as good looking as you ever since. You should be in your early 50s now. How’s life been? Would love to meet you again at the same coffeeshop. Even if just for another chat.
    7 points
  24. Hi any bottom wanna try my cock now? At Kepong
    7 points
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  26. Yellow is such a perk-me-up color 💛
    7 points
  27. 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!
    7 points
  28. I came across this recently that really peeved me out (surprised it took this long before it happened) Clients who smoked before they come to your place for massage (like before they come up to your unit), or worse still, smoked outside your house (and you wonder where the cigarette butt went) Please la, not everyone is a smoker, and to come into an air conditioned room with your second and third hand smoke is really irritating. I'm pretty sure non-smokers clients wouldn't want to enter into a room where the masseur is the smoker as well (goes both ways). Practice a bit of self control and don't smoke before going to a masseur place, you wouldn't die for not smoking. If really die die die must smoke then request for a bath immediately upon entering the residence, and scrub your fingers well. Or maybe I should just charge extra cause I'm inhaling third hand smoke 🤦‍♂️
    7 points
  29. slimgam

    Underwear Bulges

    Friday bulge
    7 points
  30. I am only analysing from what you wrote so I might get things wrong. If I do, pardon me. 1. you had a religious upbringing, and what you do, go against what you had been brought up. That is the rebellious side of you. 2. your gf is straight and might also be rather religious, so she don't do things out of the norm. maybe she don't even like to give bj. 3. since you had experience gay sex, to you it's something kinky and against norm so it brings our the rebellious sides of you. 4. you are turned on by kinks. 5. the manly aspect of you likes to dominate probably because it empowers you and your dominance ego. and that dominance ego is hidden within you. But in normal daily life, you are a nice person who is good personality, considerate, etc, but hidden within you is a guy who wants to take charge in bed and can be rough and vulgar as well as kinky. Your alternate personalities are what some of these feminine guys are looking for. 6. When you go kinky towards SM, vanilla sex will be very blend to you. So, you have to make a decision to either stop the kinks and go back to being your nice guy and responsible family guy or go and explore your possibilities and open up your world. It would be tough living double or triple lives. Unless you are able to balance everything, it should be find, just having some kink fun once in awhile, but the dangers here is that you cannot turn back and are in too deep. Then normal vanilla sex will no longer excite you. ` Just image you are like bat-man, you are Bruce Wayne during the day and at night you are a dominating kinky master of sort. Still it's not too late to stop all these and take it as a phase you are going through. You are not really gay per say, but more someone who is into kinks and kinks excites you. You might want to go experience if you can find a woman who, like you are also into kinks. and see if the feelings you have is the same as the kinky things you had with your effeminate sex buddies. Whatever it is. you might have to make a difficult choice of what do you actually want to be eventually. 7. It will be tough, just like gays, no one can really understand you and what you do, Straight into kinks is a minority and you will face the same struggles like gays in finding acceptance and understanding. Good luck to your search. My very shallow understanding 2 cents.
    6 points
  31. stevechia

    Underwear Bulges

    Do you park your tool left? right? down? … or up? 😉
    6 points
  32. 6 points
  33. You know what problems you have and you put yourself in that position (being introverted) Then again, as much as I want to tell you to go out to meet people, you can't and wont'. so, you are only going to spiral into the abyss. Regarding your crying yourself to sleep, I think you are suffering from mild depression. That is something no one can help you except seeking help from professionals. We cannot forced you to take up your phone and call the following help line. if you don't want to.
    6 points
  34. daniu

    Butt In Underwear :)

    6 points
  35. 6 points
  36. I kinda have a fetish of fucking older men. I've fucked men over 60 and it's really hot. I think it's the amazing feeling I get when men who are mature and have so much experience in life would actually bow down to a chap like me and let me 'punish' and conquer them. Watching them squirm and telling me how they've never met someone with a dick as big as mine while I'm fucking them just makes me go nuts.
    6 points
  37. Will be visiting KL next week(15th June). Staying at Sofitel. Anyone into fun for one night? Chub/meaty top here. Message me
    6 points
  38. Motherfucker took my popper in the sauna 😂 whoever took it I hope you’ll never have orgasm lol 😂😂😂
    5 points
  39. 5 points
  40. I have felt like you do too, especially after my bf passed away. But I have found a way out. We should have enough experience to know that loneliness and depression are very natural states of human beings. It comes with being alive, having a spirit. So when I started to feel this way, something unusual for me, I suddenly realized: This is normal in a human like me. I should not be suddenly afraid that there is something wrong with me. It is not. It is "human condition". Since I am human, let's accept this condition, which is fair that I should also reach sooner or later. Let's not fret over it, let's take it with calm and accept this loneliness and depression. Let's passively yield to it for the time being, and see how long it lasts. This thought calmed me down, and I decided to take things easy for a while, like being convalescent. This worked! I didn't slide deeper into negativity. I don't remember how long my depression lasted, but one good day I was NOT depressed, I didn't feel lonely. Instead I was solitary like so many times in my life and busy with the interests in my life. And this is how I live now: solitary, occupied with activities that interest me, and happy. I haven't felt lonely and depressed for years now. I don't see them often but I keep in good contact with my family. I have made acquaintances that I periodically see in the gym, hopefully again in my Aikido classes, and this is sufficient sociability for me. Will I ever find a companion again? Time will tell. If it happens, I will pursue the relationship.
    5 points
  41. A list of straight and plu Malaysian masseurs: https://docs.google.com/spreadsheets/u/1/d/1O0x-WQsQ_3YAGysXz6Jy4ZMQFLqU5CrJLgTktVgQrmA/htmlview#gid=1844953715 To get listed: tinyurl.com/tukangurut2u
    5 points
  42. 5 points
  43. GaryBoy

    Underwear Bulges

    Whoa smexy O.o the lifeguard never say anything? Haha
    5 points
  44. I love taking long walks too. Especially in quiet places. It takes away the focus from everything else.
    5 points
  45. He doesn't need any tables or chairs. He is just studying biology of the human anatomy such as pecs, abs, musculoskeletal structures, causes for glands to expand from soft to hard, stimuli that result in the uncontrollable expulsion of essence from the prostate, hair growth patterns, etc. Potential doctor in the making...not kidding.
    5 points
  46. I'm 34 this year and I've been fucking since I was 18. Haha... I think we all led very different lives. Was always horny. Still horny now. I guess it's better to feed the horniness before it starts to go away when I get older. Hehe
    5 points
  47. qsefthu78

    Underwear Bulges

    Ready for the new week?
    5 points
  48. finally went 2 thursday ago, morning time was at Shogun, as i off that day but told my wife going office nothing happened at Shogun since i was there around 10am and left around 12+, decided to walk to TMC, boy was iwrong, as no sense of direction and walking in circles, anyway finally reached and 1st time at new location. wash up, went to maze as steam room, pool nobody, and i thought no need to wear mask so i walk around, at 3rd floor maze, was approached by another chub, haha, me super chub, went to room, he sucked me skillfully till i blasted off, then i sucked him but he had to jerk off himself, while i sucked on his head till he busted his nuts, then we went smoking. He then went to TV room while just sat around outside, and an uncle came over to play with my cock, me 54 him 70+ haha, he played with my small cock wanting to make me cum, and also asked me to suck him, as i was stroking and he was leaking precum, he said he clean but while running my fingers on the head can feel like tiny bits rolling, cheez bits? didnt feel like sucking it so told him sorry and left. went back to maze, stood at a corner to watch live show, 2 tall lean guys kissing, on the hallway, then people passing by and pretty soon traffic jam as others joined in, but too bad no further action and after a while the crowd dispersed, some into rooms, and a guy approach me and then we started a show on the hallway people walked pass and touch us though he only wanted me for himself, blocking others from touching me or him, and i wondered why he didnt want to go into a room and he finally jerked off there while i hold him close to me and him spraying his cum on my arm and floor, thanked me and left. that is weird! to me. then a cute young guy wanted me to go with him when i was relaxing in TV room but sry to him, got to get back home liao, 6+ pm time to off from work been 2years never been to TMC since covid started, good training walking the stairs, but still so much fun, man i am 54 with a 120kg belly, but i m still attractive to them, so flattered.
    5 points
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