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Few years ago, i remembered i posted something regarding the acceptance of my homosexuality that clashed with the prospect of my career. Now that i have entered the workforce, everything else is good at work but not my private life. If you were to ask me if I'm satisfied at work, well i definitely do. However in terms of personal life, it is spiralling down due to the hectic and irregular shifts i do at work. So here are the parts of the story for you guys.. Part 1: A sweet but short encounter with Daniel I'm pretty sure that Daniel doesn't read BW forums, so i think i shall post the story between him and i, yet he doesn't know about it. I met Daniel on tinder app many months ago, probably around the start of year 2017 but we only managed to meet up face to face in late march to early April when he ended his finals for the semester. On the day we were supposed to meet, he was late. Not only he was late, he approached me nonchalantly when i had already stood there like a fool for about an hour. He did apologise but I didn't feel he was sincere. I didn't hold it against him honestly, as he was completely my type. Short hair, a pair of geeky glasses and a petite body built. He led me to a restaurant nearby for ramen, where a string of conversation sparked off. I got to know that he drove a BMW coupe to school and he used it as a main tool for transportation. Envy much, but I didn't give it a second thought. However what impressed me was his attitude towards the waitress at the restaurant. I had to admit, he was one of the few rich kids who could carry himself respectfully. He didn't demand, he requested. He didn't shout, he smiled. He even attempted to make small talks with the waitress and got us a few slices of free watermelon as dessert. I was impressed totally.. As conversation went on and on, it was soon time to leave. We bid each other good bye and he foot the bill, no wishy washy splitting of bill for him. That very particular night, he offered me an opportunity to tour around Singapore with him in his cute coupe. I was free, so i accepted his invitation and joined him for the night. He brought me to many places for sight seeing but he parked his car abruptly at Mount Faber. He turned off his engine and the car interior lights immediately turned on. He reached out to his key fob and push the lock button and the lights went out, but the door didn't lock. Sounds ironic isn't it? Daniel mentioned that as Long as the key fob is inside the car, the door wouldn't lock. I stuck out my hand and flicked the door lock to lock position and proven to him that the doors did lock. Upon returning back to my neutral sitting position, he took the opportunity to peck on my cheek and kissed me. That instance, it was pretty scary but the hormones in me were raging on the contrary. I felt something wasn't right but my blood was rushing south. Soon, he saw i was embarrassed and the situation turned awkward, he held my right hand with his right hand and all i felt was wetness. He has palmar hyperhidrosis. As usual, occupational habit kicked in, i asked if he used aluminium hydroxide to control the sweaty palms and he had no clue what i was talking about. I said sorry and he smiled at me. He held me closer in the car and I could feel his heart palpitating. Uncontrollably, i turned my head to the angle which i could kiss his neck and my hands were holding him tighter than he did to me. I couldn't resist when he let out a moan when I attempted to give him a love bite on his left lateral neck. I knew he was enjoying, i seized the opportunity to muster the courage i had and starting pinching his nipples. Omaitian, his areolae were so cute and his nipples were erected. I then pushed him back to his driver's seat and sucked his left nipple first while my left hand continued to fondle his bulge. His moans got louder and more affectionate, which made me even more aroused. I knew the timing was right, i took off my shirt and he followed. He volunteered to tease my nipples but he was a bad kisser. He didn't manage to arouse while playing with my nipples because what he did was wrong. I guided him the right way and he was smart enough to grasp the crux of the message and fondled my nipples the way i wanted to be. Getting from light petting to heavy petting, i wanted him to remove his shorts and his underwear and he obliged. To my surprise, he didn't shower for the day when he met me, so a gust of smell went pungently to my nose. I retracted the prepuce of his and discovered a thick layer of smegma. Omaitian x2, it was no doubtedly an erection killer. I didn't want to carry on because it was dirty. He sensed i was affected by it so he took the initiative to suck me off. He retracted my prepuce to reveal a cherry red glans penis and he took it gently into his warm mouth. It was so darn pleasurable then i was erecting once more. It didn't took him long to realise his 2 hands could be useful by pinching my nipples and i let out a huge moan in his car. i was close to cumming, I exclaimed. He didn't stop suck my tool and in fact, he went a whole lot faster and eventually i let out a huge moan, squirts of warm cum was ejaculated into his mouth and he was holding it until i was done. He didn't want to swallow it for obvious health reasons, being afraid of my semen but he didn't want to spit it out either. He signalled me to jerk him off and i obliged as well. Within the next few minutes, he took out some tissue paper and stand by for his glorious moment. Soon, he erupted a few streams of high angle ejaculation and I didn't manage to catch some jets that landed elsewhere. WHen his body returned to relaxed mode, he spit out the already diluted semen in his mouth, on a piece of tissue paper and said his tongue felt weird. I was like duh, that's the power of adhesins, the protein which make semen sticky and clingy on any mucosal membrane. We ended the night with a mutual hug and he sent me home. What i took away from the night was that he could be interested in me, never did i expect in the following weeks, i was wrong... (to be continued)