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Looking for Justforfun on X. Did you delete your X account? Can't message you there anymore. You are Ind 27 181 78, stay Bedok. PM me if you are here.

Looking for this guy called Justforfun on X. We were chatting so nicely, did you block me by mistake?

I would add one further observation: sometimes people enter a relationship or try to enter a relationship (whether straight or gay) because they love themselves, not because they love the other party. For example, many years ago when I was in uni, I had a straight friend who was ready to dump his gf anytime if a richer, more attractive one came along. This isn't loving the other party, it's loving oneself, and therefore not true love. So you need to ask yourself, are you in it for yourself or are you in it for the other party? Is it just to cure your loneliness or do you really want him, warts and all? Everyone has a purpose or agenda when they interact with another party. For him, it may just be to enjoy your company for a few hours with no strings attached. For you, it gradually became a case of wanting to be with him forever and emotional involvement at a deep level. Unfortunately you were operating at different wavelengths. Simply put, you misread the situation and you misunderstood him. He obviously wasn't interested in your agenda, and why should he? He wasn't born to satisfy you. As the above commenter says, once you professed your love, it triggered a reaction and the reaction was to reject you completely. No why. Just a simple reaction on his part because he instinctively felt it wasn't worth it to carry on. Two different agendas. Cross-purposes. The social contract between you two came to a shuddering end. He chose to end it without an explanation that satisfied you. Too bad. Life goes on. Don't torture yourself any more. It's the harsh reality of life. Count your blessings and try to improve yourself, even in small ways. Take care.

June 1997 until now so 27 years and counting... I put in lots of effort because for many years, he was the type who could break up and move on anytime, so I was the one always salvaging the relationship. But now we are much older, we quarrel much less (almost completely stopped quarreling as a matter of fact). His bad point is he is very quick to lose his temper and his strong point is he is very faithful (doesn't fool around). I'm the complete opposite: always giving in to him but fool around a lot outside (many temporary FWBs and he knew it). At the end of the day, I loved him too much to let him go. We started out flip-flopping but because he has a big dick (bigger than mine) and it was painful being fucked by him, he only ever fucked me 2 or 3 times. Anyway he was more bottom and I was more top so I ended up fucking him for 2 years before we stopped having sex altogether because I got tired of his body and I was too unfaithful and got my fun outside. Of course he has his needs so I would just help him masturbate e.g. kiss him or lick his nipples while he jerks off. Over the years he has sacrificed a lot for me e.g. once I lost a lot of money playing shares, he gave me his ATM card and said, "Take everything." I told him then I would look after him the rest of his life and he said, "I believe you will make it." Happily I'm now financially secure and I'm keeping my promise to look after him. We go for holidays together a few times a year and he doesn't have to work any more.

It's good that you have let it all out by penning your thoughts. I hope it's turned out to be the cathartic exercise you were seeking. My bf and I have been together for over 20 years and we are still madly in love. I can tell you this: if both of you were meant to be, there will be an initial spark i.e. both of you will be crazy for each other at the first meeting. If you have to tell him you love him after a long time together, then it's obvious you were not meant to be as there is no reciprocity. There are many gays who are desperate for a bf/husband but they don't work on their shortcomings e.g. fat/out of shape. We may not be young forever but while we are still young, we should try to overcome those shortcomings by exercising, proper grooming, displaying good manners, etc. Your friend at least had the courtesy of writing you a long rejection message. Some people would have ignored you and perhaps even blocked you. He ignored you afterwards at the gym because he didn't want you to continue thinking of him, so take that as another act of consideration on his part. Life goes on. Hope you find someone some day, many don't to be honest, and you must be content to grow old in the company of good friends if that turns out to be your fate.

Bottom, mature = nice word for old = cannot get hard any more 😬

Sorry but your story is unbelievable because if you couldn't get hard enough to fuck him because his pics are not recent, how come you could bring yourself to kiss him? I suspect you actually liked him but you just couldn't get hard due to age or low libido and you are just using his recent pics as an excuse.

Yes that's true. If you have the face/body/age, someone will approach you if you send out the right signals that you're interested in the other party.

I got into it because I needed money urgently to pay my contra losses from playing shares. For example, there was this effeminate guy who often loitered at the shopping alley at Raffles Place MRT Station. It was early 1997 and he was working at UOB as a bank officer. I was also working at Raffles Place so I spotted him often, so when I lost money in the stock market and needed money quickly to cover the loss, I stared at him and he quickly brought me by taxi to his home near Clementi where he first sucked me and then I gave him the fuck of his life. I have a huge mushroom cock head so I knew he would really enjoy. Afterwards he gave me his phone number of course. One or two days later, I called him and told him I needed to borrow $1,400. He said yes immediately and met me at the alley to pass me the cash. I never contacted him again because he wasn't my type and I was only using him to get my hands on cash quickly. I was also afraid he would sooner or later ask for his money back. Anyway we did spot each other months later at the alley but we didn't speak, he knew I had played him out but he didn't look angry, just disappointed. I probably played my cards wrongly: if I had continued to meet him and be his sex buddy/boyfriend, he would probably have lavished money/gifts on me. Guess I was just dumb but he really wasn't my type, being very pale and soft.

I loved V-Club because it had a powerful jacuzzi and I could soak in it and massage my body after hours of badminton on Saturday evening. After that could overnight and be woken up at 7 a.m. by the friendly uncle in charge. Loved Blue Heaven too for the cheap $5 entrance fee (before 5 p.m.) and for the large and powerful steam room. After 9 p.m. the Malaysian worker there always grabbed and dragged me into a cubicle to fuck me.

Hair is nature's way of protecting your crotch. It's actually healthy to have a hairy crotch. Having no hair is not more hygienic - that's a myth.

See my answer above. Nowadays swimming pools are no longer cruisy and Club Street/Raffles Place is no longer a place for gays to cruise at night because it has been heavily developed into skyscrapers and tall office buildings. Most people now meet in spas and through apps. I think the most realistic way for sugarbabies and sugardaddies to connect nowadays is through app. I know of an older Chinese Singaporean bottom who regularly brings his toyboy to fuck him at Shogun - the toyboy is a tall handsome and fit Malaysian Malay with a big cock.

None of these. In those days, late 90's to early 2000's, there were no gay apps and one's handphone was only for making and receiving phone calls and simple text messages. Altogether I had 7 to 8 sugardaddies throughout the years, the first one I met at Plaza Singapura toilet (famous in the 90's for cruising), the Lexus driver I met at Club Street (also famous in the 90's for cruising late at night where drivers would drive up and down the road and in and out of the car park to cruise for younger, fitter guys), another one I met at Delta Swimming Pool, and another one I met at V Club gay spa (closed down).

Easy, I met them on different days. One of them I met every Saturday afternoon when he dropped his daughter off at the library for a few hours, another was once a week for dinner and a blowjob or handjob in his Lexus afterwards. They were not terribly demanding, in most cases it was light fun and companionship they sought more than anything else.

How much would you pay? Just curious...