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Buaya - Malay language for 'Crocodile'. Also used connotatively to describe cheeky men who are into sex... :)

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

NS Part 4a

I can't think of a better title... So I ended up using NS Part 4a... :p Afterall, this part is related to NS, but this time it is life AFTER NS but associated with NS…:p

Anyway, I think I better post something... So I dug up this portion which I had wrote earlier, many weeks ago... Hope you guys will like it...

This should be a shorter story than the previous parts… After all, I ORD-ed only in the late 1990s, so not much time’s being spent at the reservist units. Also, I am not an ‘army’ person… so I dun like the reservist trainings and being from a school, I was being made to attach to units. And those guys there dun really like us, thinking that we had enjoyed life etc… Furthermore, I think I had been downgraded… So, nothing much here… But anyway, here goes…

After I ORD-ed, I began to have some time to really wander around the Island and to search for good cruising locations. And so I plowed through many shopping malls and MRT station toilets… I had told some of these encounters before and some of these are to be told later… There was one particular mall I liked very very much… it’s cruising toilets span 2 floors and each has about 10 toilet cubicles available for toilet sex to occur.

Needless to say, it was a popular hunting ground and I had a good time waiting for office guys to knock off and lend his helping hand or to warm me up with his wet and inviting mouth. ;) Anyway, the mall had renovated the big toilets and now the toilets are much much smaller, with only 3 cubicles to play with and of course its cruising popularity dropped drastically thereafter…

Well, this is not the episode to talk about the mall and so I shall not dwell on it… In this mall, I happened to again, manage to find myself being sucked by a same guy several times. Soon enough, we are able to recognize one another through the way we behave and the way we look like under the toilet partition. Of course, he is able to tell who I am through my dick and me, through his skills. All this while, we had not met, though. And so one fine day, we decide to go to another location for easier and more comfortable fun and guess what? When we came out of the cubicles, I thought he look awfully familiar. And after the sex, he told me he’s a former recruit from my NS company! Hahaha… I was wondering why he never showed himself during camp!... Else, I would have enjoyed my NS life more… :p

Anyway, we kept in touch and chatted a little. He told me he saw one other sergeant from my batch cruising too at another location but did not manage to do anything with him! KNN… And I thought I was the only one in the whole camp!... Hahaha… But anyway, I did not attempt to look for the other sergeant and after a couple more rounds with this guy, we eventually lose contact … The last time I saw him, he seems to have converted to be a staunch Christian and he MIGHT had joined the ex-gay camp… and it turns out, he knew my ex too! We were dating and we bumped into him! Gosh, I wonder what they had did… :p Oh well… Wish him the best!... Never seen him ever again though…

Ok lah, cannot write too much… Keep the uniform sex and the reservist sightings to the next installment, NS Part 4b… :p

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