Orgies! The beginning...

You know what?

I think I am kinda hooked on to orgies... :p

There are few things quite sextisfying as having a few naked men together in a small room, hugging, touching, kissing, sucking, rimming, fucking one another and sweating the hell out to lubricate the mass of bodies entwined in heat... Imagine the heat and moans produced... Just indescribable... :p

So, what are orgies to me? And how is my first orgy like that got me hooked? Hmm... I was in a conversation with a friend on msn and that got me thinking...

let me see ah...

I think 3somes and 4somes should not be counted as orgies... An orgy should be consisted of 5 or more people... The more people the merrier, so you will not be 'fixed' to one person and then you will also have a lot more to choose from and swap around... And I dun think I want to count anything that happens in the gay spas also... After all, sometimes you can't even see these people in the darkness... And it was not pre-arranged...

So... With the criteria for the meaning of orgies settled... let me recount about my first orgy session... :p I would say, my real first orgy consists of 5 people, all of whom I had NEVER met before. It started with me in the #gam IRC channel many years back and I got naughty and asked in the main channel if anyone is organising an orgy session. Someone messaged me and asked for my stats and contact and soon, he got back to me and asked me to meet him at a MRT station near my place. He informed me he had gotten a friend to lend his place and he had found enough people for the orgy to take place.

When I reached the train station, it wasn't long before I got a call to approach a van and I got into the van. The driver was the organiser and he told me we will need to wait for 3 more other guys... Eventually, 2 more turned up and the 3rd chickened out...

The organiser started driving us to the location, which was not far away from the meeting place... It was kinda weird... After all, I am not really attracted by anyone in the van! But I will have to have sex with these guys later... :p

Anyway, very soon, we reached the place and the organiser brought us up to the flat. It really is like a tour guide bringing his tourists to an attraction... 'Come, gentlemen, this is our next attraction, please strip and fuck here at your delight'... Heh heh... :p

When the owner opened the door, I think all of us (except the organiser) got a shock... Some how... The guy was actually a young NS boy, still in his army no.3 uniform and *gasp* his family is STILL in the flat!!! So... we all entered his bedroom walking past the whole family, his parents, his grandmother, his siblings... *rolleyes*

But we still cannot start the fun... It just can't happen... So, the room door was kept opened and we all sat in a circle and the boy tells the family we were colleagues, at his place to discuss about a company bbq party (!!)...

The silence was very loud as we looked at one another and tried to talk but just can't find anything to talk about as we JUST knew one another... It did give me a good opportunity to look around the group, though... There were 5 of us, the organiser, a slightly rounded guy in his 30s, the owner of the place, a young slim cute boy, a tanned brawny guy who unfortunately, had bad teeth, a thin PRC guy who looked very frail and me... a student, freshly fallen out of love... How can we ever be working together with the young guy discussing about the bbq is really a mystery to me... :p

After some time awkwardly staring at one another and smiling silly at each other, the family finally decided it was time to go out... *phew* fun time can finally start... :p

Immediately after seeing his fammily out, the young boy shut the room door and he showed us the bed and asked us to start as he wants to watch. He informed us that he had indicated earlier to the organiser than all he wants to do is just to watch...

Well, we started the ball rolling and started to remove our clothes and climb onto the bed. The tanned guy started to blow me while I had my hands all over his hard body. PRC guy was a little shy but he evetually started to play with me and tanned guy. As we played, the organiser was away to answer a phone call and when he came back, he asked why the young guy was not playing.

That caused us to insist the young boy join us and started to pull him towards the bed and then forcibly stripped him... :p Now, this happened so so many years ago... I might not be able to recall everything correctly or in details... but eventually, the organiser also got buck naked and started blowing young boy and then started to fuck him... That got us all really horny and I pushed my hard cock to his face and made him suck me while tanned guy and PRC guy made out nearby... As the organiser cummed, I fingered the young boy's moist hole and face fuck him till i cum on him...

I really cannot remember what happened after that or how tanned guy and PRC guy cum... :p And after that session, I dun remember going for another orgy session until I joined the Blowing Wind forum... :p

But then again, I think I can reserve the other orgies I attended thereafter in other posts... :P

The pot of gold awaits...

At the end of the rainbow, that is...



Well, gold or not (with the price of gold soaring these days, why not? :p), it is a delight to see this rainbow as I knock off for work.

I had quite a bad day at work... being scolded for no reason and the person knowing I had actually did the necessary and was not my fault did not even say ANYTHING to defend me...

But seeing this the moment I stepped out of the office is a delight... It put a smile on my face and kinda cooled me down and I try to forgive and forget...

After all, as the rainbow brings out the true colours (it is the tiny water droplets in the air that breaks up the sunlight to the 7 colours(the spectrum) it is made up of), the unfortunate (for me) event brought out the true colours of the people working around me... Nothing new, its just the truth...

Perhaps it is time to move on...

Thanks for reading...

Massage experience - Massage at TMC

I think I might want to start my series on massages and masseurs with the newly introduced massage services in Ten Mens Club (TMC). Then I can also start a new series on gay spas...

Anyway...

The massage services at TMC cost $45 for 60 minutes and the price is excluding the entrance fee of the spa. If you are using the spa after the massage, the total price is $55.

I am not sure if there is only 1 masseur or there will be more for you to choose. You will have to call TMC at 63278870 and book with them to find out more.

When I made my booking and entered the spa for the massage, the reception brought me to a masseur who was a fairly lean Chinese guy (from China) whose rather pleasant looking. However, with that first impression, I was having some doubts about his level of massage skills and was beginning to feel a tinge of regret making the appointment.

I decided to go ahead and see how things go and went for the shower. I was brought to a room next to the smoking room for the massage. The room was nicely done up as a massage room, with dimming lights and soft music and a massage bed too. The masseur guided me to the bed and started his massage by asking me to inform him if I feel uncomfortable or pain during the process. I thought that was very professional of him and when he started his massage, I began to drop my negativity against him.

The masseur did not speak much during the massage, which is a delight to me, but I was a little disturbed by the attempts of the spa patrons trying to open the door of the massage room, perhaps thinking it is the smoking room, which is right next door. Although right next to the smoking room, there was no hint of smoke from the smokers.

What I liked about the massage and the masseur was that the massage was done evenly, with equal attention on every part of the body. The masseur is also trying to feel if you are being uncomfortable during the massage. He also seems to try to keep contact with you as he moves around, which is good.

This is a personal thought... I like it when my masseur works up a sweat when he massages me. This masseur dripped sweat on me... I liked it as it means he is working hard... But some people might not like that at all... Perhaps he should be reminded to be careful about this if you belong to those who hate the masseur's sweat dripping on you in a massage... :p

However, perhaps the masseur can improve on working on increasing the strength of his massage. It will be better if he is able to use more strength in his massage. Perhaps he is worried that he might end up hurting people, but I had to remind him to press harder... I gave up after some time. However, be rest assured that his massage is not the 'feather touch' type...

If he can spend some time on the feet, that will be nice too... He will do some slight pressing of the sole, but if he can spend a tad more time on them or spend some time learning where exactly to press for better results, it will be better... :p

If course, since the massage is done at a gay spa, if he can be at least topless, it will be better visually... LOL! :P Butt hen again, if you are horny after the massage, there are plenty of guys around you can play with after that... :p Or... you can book the massage AFTER a hot session, to relax... ;)

Overall, I am happy with this massage experience and would like to give it a rating of 3.5 out of 5. It is quite worth the trip and the money but perhaps the masseur can improve a little.

N/B: TMC is located at 205/207 New Bridge Road, 2nd floor.

Thanks for reading...

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Please note that the list of home based masseurs can be found at the Blowing Wind forum and please respect their privacy and professionalism and do not expect anything kinky or sexual from them, unless they had advertised it themselves, or you 2 click and decided to have a go at it...

For the list of massage shops, perhaps you can try to search for them at Trevvy or Utopia.

Sneak preview...

Hey ya...

A bit down recently... A lot of things are happening and its quite depressing...

And furthermore, a lot of stuff at work and people playing politics also...

Super sianz...

Anyway, I will try to continue posting...

These are the upcoming posts:


Just wondering when I will actually finish writing them... :p

Fancy eating as a warrior?

I was at Chinatown with some friends and while we were wandering around finding a place to have our dinner, we found this eatery along Mosque Street...



It looks very normal from the outside, though the few tables outside the eatery would have hinted to us what the interior looked like... Its just that we were too busy looking at the pictures of the food to decide between this eatery and the one next door... :p

We chose this one and got a pleasant surprise when we went in... :p







We sat the table 'reserved' for E-Mei Sect (峨嵋派), a martial arts sect usually portrayed as only accepting female members... That was so ironical... gay men sitting under E-Mei's table... LOL!



Right next to us is Hua Shan Sect (华山)... :p


The interior of the eatery was made to look like an ancient martial arts era inn (江湖客栈). It actually looks quite cool... :p

The waitresses dressed like they were in those ancient times and they even had their menus made to look like a martial arts book...


The dishes had funny names named after martial arts styles... Sorry for the out-of-focused pics... But you should still be able to make out the words... :p









We find the menu and the enviornment very appealing and we started ordering...

But we were quite disappointed when the food came





The food tasted bland and 'very vegetarian', with little, if any servings of meat... The best would be these, 大力肉圆, glutinous rice balls with meat and salted egg yolks inside which is 'supposed to increase our internal strength (内功) and thus we were only allowed to order 1 each...



I think I know why... It is the only thing that is good to eat... If they dun restrict, everyone will ONLY oder these balls... But then again, at $1 a ball, they are not cheap...

So, after a disappointing dinner, we left the place, amidst the ancient farewell recited by the waitresses, which sounded cute but we were not in the mood to enjoy after the meal, to look for a more satisfying after-meal... :p

We ended up at Mcs~ *bleh* :p

Try the place for yourself... Not for the food, well, you MIGHT like the food, who knows... But try the place for the atmosphere... I personally think it is kinda cool... :p

Thanks for reading...

About massages...

I just love massages... I am really like addicted to or hooked on to massages... Really... Just for the touch on the skin and the build up of erotic feelings and most importantly, the release of tired muscles and tight knots and the immense relaxing feeling that comes with being touched by some other guy... :P

It definitely is something I do when I feel frustrated and needs to be pampered... In fact, whenever I was released from reservist training, I will go for a scrub and a massage... to 'clean' myself and to relax~ :p

Now, when was my first massage? I think it was like 8 or more years ago... At this place called 'Numbers', which I think is no longer around...

I remembered I was pretty nervous about trying out the massage and the place look so 'business' like... It was bright at the reception area and there are many rooms which you can see from the recept area... After registration, a youngish boy come and pick me up and bring me to a room... I dun even remember showering... All's a blur... The next thing I know, halfway thru the not-so-good massage, the boy asked if I want extra service and started informing me how much are the services...

Once I said 'No', he starts to lose interest and quickly finish the massage and I was told the massage was done and unceremoniously invited out of the room...

Despite the not so good experience, I still went back there a couple more times... Never had the extra services there, though... I just go for the massage kicks and some times to get myself all sensual and ready for a visit to Rairua, the now defunct spa that was just further down the road from Numbers...

Anyway, I think I can start a series on the massages services in Singapore and write on my experiences with some of the masseurs...

I found this from one of the many blogs I was reading which I wanna copy over and share with you guys... Shucks... I forgot which blog this was from liao... (*If you are the author of the blog and wants this acknowledged, please do let me know)... Anyway, the author was sharing with his list of ten-pointers of a good masseur:

1) The masseur arrives on time. Every time. Nothing irks me more than a masseur who doesn’t respect my time

2) The masseur knows that you need to be calm and serene to enter into the mood of a massage. Incessant small talk is a definite no-no

3) The masseur brought his own towels. One big one for the bed, a couple of smaller ones to cover you throughout the massage. You should not be feeling cold at any point of the massage.

4) The masseur uses actual massage oil. No… body lotion and baby oil are not for proper massage. Massage oil are usually fragant - lavender, jasmine etc. Smell it. You should feel calmed by the smell.

5) The masseur always start by stretching you. I loved it when mine started by pressing on my shoulders and low back in turn, stretching the muscle, cracking my backbone… ahh…

6) The masseur always know the right spot to touch. How would you know? Well, if you are a gymmer like me, your masseur will feel your tense muscle. You should be feeling pain and relief at the same time as he work away your stiffness

7) The masseur always take his time, and be methodical in the way he massages. You can tell by how he does your left body, and the right. The stroke, routine and strength should feel identical. If not, chances are he does not what he is doing.

8) The masseur often response to your breathing and sounds. If he sense you are uncomfortable and in pain, he will stop momentarily and ask if you are okay. God forbid if you get one that work away ignoring your scream of pain!

9) The masseur work your body thoroughly. Mine start from the shoulder, back, lower back, legs, pelvic, then turn me around for face, neck, chest, stomach, legs again, and finally feet. If he spent more time then he should at one part, he should not shortchange you by skipping any parts of your body.

10) Finally, a happy ending is not part of your massage! That goes without saying. Massage is not sex. If you want sex, go to the right places, like Geylang or Tanjong Pagar.

I find its quite true...

Most of the time, I really prefer my masseur(s) to not chat with me. I am ok with the first few minutes. The chat might be able to relax me and to calm me down but after the cracking and stretching ends and the massage starts, I really just prefer the masseur to not talk and only ask me if I was uncomfortable. A good masseur will know whether I am being uncomfortable and whether the area he just massaged on needs extra work because it is tight etc.

I also think that a good masseur will also almost always leaves one of his hands or his side in contact with your body at all times. This is to inform you of his location and informing you that you are not being ignored, but he probably needs to add more oil. It also serves as an indication of which part of your body he is going to work on next.

A good masseur will also warm the massage oil with his hands first before applying on your body and will never dribble the oil on you before he starts his work...

However, I kinda dun agree fully on point #10... :p I agree that a happy ending is not a part of the massage... But I also believe that a body will feel extremely sensual after a massage... And if the circumstances are right, the masseur could help out... Not to purposely induce a happy ending... But you know... if someone is already standing at your door, open it for him lah... Hahaha... :p

I think it is not right if the body is not responding and yet the masseur tries to give you a happy ending... That will be just plain old sex... But if things are happening, why not? Right? :p

And I dun think it is right to pay for the extra services also... Its like paid sex... I admit I had paid some masseurs for extra services, once or twice... But after that I kinda feel stupid...

Also, I never think it is good sense for the masseur to ask for tips for the massage... It spoils the feel, mood and the atmosphere created by the massage... If you are a masseur and you feel that there's a need for your customer to tip you after the massage, extra services or not, I think you might want to tell it at the start... The guy can prepare for it and not be shocked and disappointed at the end...

I am so looking forward a good massage this evening. Even though I had JUST had a massage this Sunday, I feel kinda tight around the neck, probably due to my sleeping position last night and I think this masseur I intend to go to should be able to able to loosen it...

So, I will start a series on the masseurs I had tried... To share my experience and to recommend the better ones... If you have a masseur or 2 that you would want to share with me, just leave a comment here, or msn or email me at ibuaya@gmail.com and I will try to pay him/them a visit and post on them if I have the extra money and time to spare... :)

Thanks for reading...

True Love...

真爱, 是一次又一次的爱上同一个他。。。
(True love, is to fall for the same person, again and again (and again...)).

Heard the above line from an ad some where, some time from the radio. I liked it immediately. How true it is...

Is this happening to you?

Do you fall for your partner every day? Or will your love change as he change? If you are a slim chaser, will you love him still when he grows fat? If you like a younger man, will youn love him still when he gets older? If you like a muscular man, will you love him still when he got injured, can't gym and gets fat? If you are a chub chaser, will you love him still when he slims down because of health reasons?

Haha... Maybe it is due to the Valentine's Day emotions spilling over, but no matter what time of the year it is, I really just wanna say the stuff below:

I am not a chub chaser... But the more time I spend with Boy, who is still slightly bigger than me, the more I like him and it grew to love and I began to accept his body shape and size. And now I began to appreciate and accept bigger sized guys. And the more I see Boy, the more I love him. And I dun mind at all if he will grow even bigger.

I love him whether he is wearing or not wearing, I love him when he made me angry, I love him when he is being unreasonable, I love him when he is acting cute, I love him when he tried to make me smile when he knew he had made me angry. I love him when he is asleep. I love him when he is singing. I love him when he is trying to sing. I love him when he chases after his idol. I love him when he tries to concentrate watching the movie. I love him when he peeps and laugh at me beginning to cry at the movies.

I just love him so much.

I love him again and again. Every day. Every time.

Is this true love? I dun know. But I know I love him.

I might not be the best lover. I still need more sex than he want to provide. But I know how to separate sex and love. I will give up the extra sex if he can give me. But no matter what, I still love him. I will rather give up on the extra sex than give him up. I dun think I can bear to lose him.

I love him.

I love my Boy.

Happy Valentine's Day

Hmm... The time of the year has arrived when we will see tons of straight couples throng the streets with flowers and teddies and chocolates in the arms of the gal (and sometimes the guy) and dimly lit restaurants overbooked by couples eating expensive 'exclusive' menus and throngs of couples queueing up for a room to 'rest' at all the Hotel 81s on the Island...

Well, I am glad I get to see more and more gay couples dining on Valentine's Day but I really understand it is really difficult as almost every table around you will be occupied by a straight lovey dovey couple who will be wondering why you are dining with a guy and not a gal instead... *roll eyes*

But anyway, we are not planning any special dinner this year... We have other plans... :p

But for the couples out there, I wish you Happy Valentine's Day and to those single and still finding, I wish you will find your Valentine soon... Dun need to hurry to find one, it will happen. Don't worry... :)

Here are some couple pics, just to celebrate the occasion... :)





















Thanks for reading...

A $2.68 blow job

:p

Heh... No, I didn't pay for the blow job...

Remember I mentioned that I had 3some sex with a couple, A and his bf at a spa and there was a guy with them who started the fun before I turned up for the session? That guy, let's call him JF, and me kept in contact and he introduced his friend, EO, to me. Probably either to get me off his back for trying to arrange a private session between JF and me or to have a 3some session with EO... :p

Anyway, me and EO started chatting and we had been trying to arrange to meet up but due to our work location and timings, we just can't find a convenient time and place to meet.

Eventually, I seized an opportunity to go town and jio-ed him out for dinner. EO had to find an excuse to leave work earlier but he agreed to the date. Yay~

And so we met up and had a good chat over dinner. I always enjoy chatting with people. Once I can chat with you, it means I can click with you and almost anything thereafter is not a problem for me too... :p

So, naturally, after dinner, we walked around and the topic of whether we click for sex pops up... And we decided to go for it. But where we were, it was really difficult to find a place for sex and we dun really want to get a hotel room. It was a little too late for a trip to the spa and his place is really too far for me...

I was thinking of the place where I had an impromptu orgy suddenly and so I asked if he wanted to see if we can do something there...

So... I drove us there. :p

When we reached the place, some guys were already watching one another and our presence caused them to scatter and leave, leaving a tummy-guy to stay back and see if he can get lucky... EO went to cubicle, thinking I will follow and I went to the urinal, just to make sure tummy-guy is alright.

As it turns out, tummy-guy is more than alright... He is interested in EO! He inched his way to the cubicle, eyeing me to make sure I am not an undercover cop and after he was sure it is safe, he pushed the cubicle door ajar and propped his head in and soon, his arms are reaching for EO... All the while, I was looking at him through the mirror reflection.

So, imagine my horror when I see him making his way into the cubicle and then hearing the door locked... I stood outside, waiting for EO to open the door but it never happened and so I walked off and sms-ed EO congratulating his 'hunt success'. Having received no reply, I walked back and find tummy-guy walking out of the cubicle. I walked in and see Eo in a somewhat dazed state. He closed the door behind me and whispered that he din like tummy-guy and was not sure how to get rid of him and was waiting for me to 'rescue' him... :p

As we were talking, I realised that the door was closed but it was not locked... Being the exhibitionist that I am, I took this opportunity to tell EO to give me a blowjob and he grinned and quickly knelt down and unzipped my pants.

So, he took out my cock and started working on it with his tongue and mouth before tummy guy started to inch the door open again... But alas, EO caught him and locked the door... :p Heh... With EO continuing licking my shaft and cock head and bobbing his head up and down my cock, I eventually blew my load on EO's face... like it was a porn scene... :p

When we opened the door again, tummy guy was still around... Maybe he was jerking himself at the urinal imagining us doing it... :p We left the place soon... and EO said he kinda pitied tummy guy. He was there earlier than us and he's still with no one for him... And it was pretty late already... :p

Oh well, with that, EO went home and I drove out of the carpark. I almost forgot that I have to pay for the parking... :p The parking costs me, you guessed it, $2.68.

Thanks for reading...

Fancy painting your jewels?

Hmm...

Wanna have a different look for your cock? Why not paint it a different colour?

I found this from a blog...





In case there are html errors, these are the links:

http://www.xtube.com/play_re.php?v=vt9h0_G126_&c=myv&page=1

http://www.xtube.com/play_re.php?v=WXzLg_G325_&c=myv&page=1

Its just too *OMG* lor, for me... The guy even have painted his cock white and silver and gold... Even have a JO vid with his golden member... *faint*

Well... I admit I HAD tried writing on my cock before... A little kinky, seeing how it looks like when it is flacid... But painting the whole thing, including the head, is a little too weird...

And how to blow such a cock?? LOL!...

See how much of the black is coming off when he jerks the cock...



http://www.xtube.com/play_re.php?v=gT31Y_G224_&c=myv&page=1

Magnificent WHITE cum shots, though... Hahaha... :p

Thanks for reading...

25 random things about myself

I was tagged by a friend on Facebook and I thought I might as well write this here too... :p

Afterall, I am this IT dinosaur who is still trying to figure out how to write this on my Facebook account! Hahaha... :p

First... Da rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged, in addition to the person(s) who tagged you. If I tagged you, it’s because I want to know more about you!

So, here are the 25 random things about Buaya you might or might not had known and you might or might not had wanted to know... :p In random order:

1)I had 3 failed relationships before I met Boy. The first was 8 years older than me. He's the guy I loved the most, I guess... I still miss him a lot. We were together for almost 2 years. The second was 2 years younger than me, perhaps the most intellectual of all my ex-es. We were together for almost 3.5 years. The third was for a very short period only. He also has the shortest penis of the 3 but I enjoyed sex with him the most. :p We were together for only, *gasp* 3 months but I really put my heart in it. Boy is my 4th and hopefully my last. We are starting our 6th year liao...

2)I am always trying to be a flex. In fact, I almost always fantasize about getting fucked... But I just dun enjoy being fucked at all... So far, I had only had complte and utter success at being fucked by 2 guys... Both possess small but wonderfully powerful dicks which made me hard and then cum while they fucked me. The other so called success happened when I took control and sat on the cocks after they had tortured me and I got fed up. I got hard only when I sat on them and managed to jerk and cum a couple of times. Anyway, I need HUGE amounts of cum for such and it was not really satisfying.

Oh... wait... Think I recalled W penetrating me and fucking me with me being high and hard and cum... But I was so high then (NO, i was NOT on drugs, it was just a natural high), I can't really recall clearly what exactly happened then... just that I enjoyed him fucking me also... Hmm...

Anyway, I want to be a flex. It is less pressurizing than being a top, it is more fun, I can have more sex with more people and I can turn more bottom when I got older... :p

3)I had crushes on girls and indeed I even had a girlfriend once. My first crush on a girl was in primary school on a fellow classmate. But it was really just a forgettable feeling. My first serious crush on a girl was in secondary school. My face will go red when I saw her. All my friends and her friends knew about it and was always teasing us about it. She also knew and I even get to send her back home a few times... Hey, we are more silly and conservative then... :p But she told me one day that she would wanna concentrate on her studies first, which is a hint on me not to 'tackle' her and we sort of drifted... I went on to my JC and her, poly and we kept in contact with letters (yes, real snail mailed letters)... I even called her in my BMT days, when we each are only allowed a few precious minutes to use the pay phone... :p

But nothing happened... :p

And I got myself a girlfriend in college! :p This girl likes me and I kinda think she is nice and my classmates made us go together and we got together for a few months. But then I realise that I don't really liked her and it is unfair for her and so I broker up with her. She was really upset... Gosh... Now I feel guilty...

I had a few more crushes with girls thereafter, even up till recently... And I even had desires to squeeze myself a few breasts....

Maybe I am a bi... kekeke...

4)I am really horny... always... Hahaha! As if you guys don't know about this by now. Kekeke... There is almost never a day gone by without me man handling my cock in one way or another... :p

Whenever I have nothing better to do, my hands will naturally wonder down south and I will start grabbing and touching my cock... When I am outside with nothing to do, I will think about where I can go cruise, where I can go find cock etc...

Now, my tastes in men had also widened so much, almost anyone would be 'do-able'... Thus hopefully increasing my chances of having sex...

I think I might be addicted to sex! :p

5)I have a secret wish, which is to be a rich taitai who dun have to do any work but play mahjong and do shopping and have sex the whole time and have a rich man to support me. Heh...

Wish only lah... Wait long long lah... :p

6)I like to sing but then I will only sings songs by female singers... Think its a problem with my range... I find almost all songs by male singers just too difficult to sing... However, when it comes to oldies... Its different... :p

7)I am terribly lazy. Its true. I am truly like a crocodile. Given a choice, I will really prefer just sitting there and doing nothing... I sometimes even get too lazy to hunt for sex... And sometimes, if the bottom is not as interesting, I can get too lazy to do the fucking, but encourage the bottom to sit on my cock and ride it instead... Heh...

8)I can almost be listed as some sort of an attention-seeker-wannabe. Some how. Not the desperate kind like stealing or doing something stupid to make people notice you... But I enjoy it a lot if people notice me in a crowd and actually spends time talking to me... And if no one bothers about me, I can get pretty upsetting... I think this is a self-confidence issue... I think I do lack self confidence... And having people noticing me boost my confidence.

9)I had always wanted to be an 'ah beng' (local slang for hooligan)... :p I think it is because of the fact that I grew up in a beng neighbourhood, I am almost always surrounded by bengs, young and old. I like to walk with an 'air' and talk with no manners... :p In fact, boy sometimes complain that I behave and talk like an ah beng sometimes, when he was not complaining about me behaving like an auntie! Hahaha...

10)I believe in having so called 'friends with benefits' or what I called the extended version of fuck buddies. :p I believe that it is ok to have sex with friends. In fact, I think it is more fun and more intimate to have sex with friends. Maybe it is because I like to know the people I am having sex with, to engage in small talks etc... Better not say too much, later people will start guessing who had sex with me whenever I was at the dinners and gatherings... Hahaha... Later no one will turn up for dinners when I turn up or worse, no want wants to be known as my friend! :p

11)I am a non-smoker and really hate the cigarette smoke. But I almost learnt to smoke during my NS days. I was surrounded by smokers and being a beng-wannabe, I wanted to smoke too... But a fellow NS colleague stopped me and said that if he had a choice, he would not have started to smoke at all. That sort of snapped me out of wanting to be a smoker... Hey, afterall, smoking man-cigars are better, right? :p

12)I believe in the power of Cialis. :p

13)I snack a lot... And I snack more when under stress... And I had started gaining weight once I started working, from 60kg slowing gaining to 63kg and then to 65 when I first started this current job. Now I am 74kg... *Gasp* And I am still snacking... I had tried to reduce and Boy is trying to stop me from buying snacks when we shop together. But it is hard... :p

14)I often label myself as an IT dinosaur. I really am bad at almost all things IT. I cannot download but the simplest stuff from the Internet. I dun even know what a RAM is and what is the speed of my computer, etc.

15)I cry a lot... Given the opportunity, I will wanna watch a sad movie and cry my heart out. I cry easily at the movies and Boy will purposely turn his head to see me cry when he thinks the scene will induce me to cry. He will then make fun of me for the rest of the night... :p But I always feel better after crying out... Anyway, I think it is good to cry... :p Moisturizes the eyes... Hahaha...

16)I actually lead a triple lif. One is my social life, which is a straight guy. One is my normal gay life, which is with Boy. One is my relaxed and wild gay life, which is Buaya. When I was younger, I was also leading some sort like a double life... I will name myself 'Jeff' when I met gay guys and some of these people still know me now as 'Jeff'... :p Its kinda funny when I hear the guy calling for 'Jeff' to 'fuck him harder' when I was the one doing the fucking... Hahaha... But I got used to it...

17)As I grow older, I began to understand why the old men always like to look for sweet young things as sex partners. It was supposed to give them vitality and make them feel young. Well... vitality it might not give me, but nowadays, I had developed a longing for the feel of young men. Not boys... But young men, 18-25... when their skin still feel bouncy and smooth and their cocks rock hard and ready any time and their innocence and naiveness is natural, sexy and desirable... But well, as life has it, as I age, I grow fat and now no young men will want me... Oh well...

18)I am scared of most flying insects. Some how, insects look eerie and disgusting... Especially flying cockroaches... In fact, I am scared of cockroaches even if they dun fly... When I was young, it was a different story. I will even hunt cockroaches and stamp to to their deaths... But somehow, I am so afraid of them now I will freeze when I saw one a few feet away and run when it started moving... Boy is beginning to get frustrated at this also... :p

19)Despite my laziness, I actually love to run and perspire. A lot. I like running and jogging and will even arrange to jog around my Uni when I was a student with classmates at least once a week. Once I get the initial unwillingness out of my mind and started perspiring, it makes me feel good. But loose ankles and a bad knee means I cannot really run or jog anymore. I tried swimming to replace running as an exercise but although I like swimming too, being almost naked with other almost-naked people and having to shower in a public shower room means I look forward to swimming more for the potential sex sessions thereafter... And I began to not actively swim but just to enjoy the sun and water and the men...

20)I almost never watch English shows on TV. I just dun have the habit. I do watch English movies... But I rather watch them in the cinemas... Maybe it is because my parents dun really understand English and thus from young we never watched English shows on the TV. As such, it just becomes a habit... However, with SCV, things started to change! Now, I just dun watch English shows on Channel 5... Hahaha... :P But I relish the documentaries and the cooking shows and the cartoons... :p

21)I am still pretty much in the closet when it comes to my sexual orientation. I would love to come out and declare my love and affection for Boy... But I dun think it will ever work out... I came out once... to a long-lost friend whom I thought was a lesbian... She was a secondary school friend and we were rather close. She was very tom-boy and butch and thus I always thought of her as a lesbian. After graduating from secondary school, we lost contact and I bumped into her again in the MRT train 2 years ago. I thought she was a lesbian and so I told her I am gay. She was shocked and told me she is straight and I bid goodbye embarrassed. She called me some days later, telling me she had a crush on a colleague and am not sure whether he is gay or not and asked me how a gay man is supposed to behave! I was a little angry as I think she is being stereotypical and making use of me... I was quite upset and decided against all forms of coming out now...

22)I had had clinical depression. I mentioned it in my blog earlier. But I kinda had been walking out of it and making sure that I do not get myself into the depression again. Now thinking back, as the SAF is being identified as one of the triggers of my depression, it must have started during my BMT when I was lonely and worried and I called the medical center, thinking I can get a counselor (hey, it said so on the posters in camp) but instead, I ended up being threatened from a medic over the phone. He threatened to report me to my officers and commanded me to go tell my platoon sergeant what happened immediately. I was young and naive then and scared. I din even realise that it is impossible that the stupid fellow will know who I am etc... I went to my platoon sergeant and confessed. *duh* But he is a nice guy who calmed me down, helped me smartened my smart 4 and walked me out of the office, telling me it is alright and nothing will happen. Damn the stupid medic... I hope he has a terrible life thereafter... :p

23)I am a sucker for soft toys... I have about 200+ soft toys and almost all of them used to reside on my bed... Only recently had I 'banished' most of them to 2 'China Prada' bags and left less than 100 on my bed and the headboard... Almost all of them teddy bears. Now I tend to buy just teddies and *almost* nothing else... I am thinking of cataloging them and taking pics and naming all of them in the process... :p

24)I had taken some nude pics of myself and I want to do more... But I wonder if it is really nice to have the pics taken with my current state of body shape... :p But one thing I found out... It is really difficult to stay focused and hard when posing nude for pictures... :p Maybe a fluffer will really help...

25)Lastly, the most embarrassing thing in my life happened in my lower secondary days. It will forever remain as the MOST embarrassing thing ever with nothing ever will be able to replace it... I had swear that I will NEVER EVER tell that to anyone. And so far, only those involved and no one else, knew. I will kill anyone who found out about it... :p

There! Done! :)

Thanks for reading! :)

NS - The final final installment

Woot!

Finally, with February, I am now officially no longer be liable to be re-called back for active army training le... :p MR liao!... Yay... :p

Hahaha... :p

And so, this is quite certainly the last ever installment of the NS series... Where I will talk about what happened in my last reservist in camp... :)

So, long were the days when I was caught to to go through an initiation with me being stripped naked, tied up, smeared with kiwi and have a string tied to my cock in an attempt to jerk me off...

Oh... I DID heard of a real case where the men DID get some guy hard when they tied him up and a guy volunteered to jerk him till he cummed with a meal (plastic) bag over his hand... LOL! It must be quite a sight and something unforgettable for the guy who was jerked off and the guy who masturbated him! :p

Anyway, back to my story...

I was kinda looking forward to this in camp as somehow, I had gotten a little comfortable with the people in the unit, even though they still dun treat me as close as with amongst themselves...

These people are at least friendlier than those in an earlier unit I was attached to... Hey, some of these guys even had stripped to their underwear and wearing their SBO walking around the camp's parade square in the middle of the night after a drinking session! :p One officer even stripped naked in the middle of the parade square in his drunken stage! Kekeke... Ok, maybe this does not really highlight their friendliness... But you get my point...

Then I also get to see some familiar and cute faces, like the cute medic I mentioned earlier who spent a night with me in a training shed on the Southern Islands during one of the exercises with the previous unit. I managed to see his butt when he was changing out of his pants then... :p I wish I have the courage to sms him and ask if he is straight or gay... Kekeke...

But of course, there are some cuties in this unit itself also lah... I had been noticing 2 guys from my company for a few years... It feels almost like a crush... :p

One is a rifle man, wears glasses and looks very studious and serious. He always have this serious look on his face and I seldom see him mixing around with the other men... He will always be wearing this light blue satin-clothed shorts in the bunk and I certainly did feel his shorts when he was out field (I don't have to go out field). Kekeke... I dun remember smelling them, though... So, I am NOT so err... kinky... Hahaha...

But I think he noticed that I was always looking at him... Whenever he walked past my bed when he was on his way to the toilet, he will surely look my way... Just that I dun have the guts to follow and pretend to pee next to him...

In fact, I did manage to see him once, at the urinal... When I was really peeing and he was there also... So, I managed to take in a quick glance at his fat cock head, which I think is cut... :p But he quickly finished up and moved away...

I really think he thinks I am gay and after him and is afraid of me... :p

The second guy is a section commander who has this always-pain-in-his-ass look... Which, by right, should have made him not cute... but somehow, I find him pretty attractive... And to make things worse, he has a nice bod... Like a dragon boater... And I think he IS a dragon boater... He was sun burnt ala singlet/life jacket style when he was in camp last year... But he was really cold towards me and I seldom have an opportunity to go talk to him... Which somehow made me really wonder if he is really gay...

I always have this feeling gay men tend to be slightly aggressive or cold towards potential gay men or men they liked in the public... Anyway, what caught my attention was not his attitude or his hot bod, a little lah, but not really... but it was his underwear.

Yup, his underwear.

What's so special?

Well... He wore jockstraps in camp. And he washes and suns them like as if everyone wears them in the bunk. For all to see... Which is fine... Except that the jockstrap is just like a crotch pouch... And although sportsmen wear them, it became an erotic item that gay men would associate with... Especially the bottoms, as the jockstrap exposes the anus for all to see (and feel, poke etc.). You get the point... :p

So... Uhh... Dunno lah... So what if he is gay... As if I get to do anything with him... :p

There are other cute guys lah... 1 even got so cute, it is impossible that he is straight... But he is and he just had a new baby... And to make my imagination work harder, he actually works as a pet groomer... How straight can that be! :p But he is straight, alright...

Then got one gym bod guy whose always seem to be touching his fellow men and one cute stocky one who walked like he's sashaying around... Both like to bear their tops in the bunk...

But, but, but... they are straight...

BUT... There's this ah beng guy whom I always thought is straight who turned out to be *gasp* gay!!

I bumped into him once at TMC during one of their skin nites... I pretended not seeing him and quickly went into the dark maze, hoping he had not seen me... But alas, he had seen me... And so, during the last few days of the in camp, he sat on my bed one night and talked to me... He told me he is a chaser and he likes me...

*Gasp*

KNN...

Hahaha... It means I am big enough for chasers to like me... He even told me that he saw another section commander, whom I had suspected was gay (actually, I also heard other guys talking amongst themselves that he should be gay when he was not around, tsk tsk tsk... straight men can also gossip eh...), in one of the gay spas some time back and that guy had to run off and disappeared... He asked for my number and started sms-ing me to meet him in the showers when everyone else is sleeping so he can blow me.

Initially, I was really scared and did not agree to it but curiosity get the better of me and I agreed to a blowjob. And so, in the middle of the night, in one of the toilet cubicles in the company sleeping quarters, he blew me while I try to enjoy videos of Japanese chubs being fucked on his handphone... :p

The experience was a little scary... As after he left the toilet and I was washing at the basin, some guy walked in and went to the cubicles that was around where we were earlier!

However, the experience did make me horny somehow... The kinky thought of sex in camp really kicks in after the initial shock wears off... And so we arrange for another session... This time, in the showers! :p

I picked a time when everyone else would have finished showering and I chose a shower cubicle that was a little isolated and while I undress and got wet, he walked in the next cubicle and stripped too. Soon, his hands were feeling my legs and I got hard and I squatted to have him help himself to my cock. Then I sat down, pushed my cock over and have him suck and jerk me he lied on the floor.

This went on for some time before he poked his head over and started to blow me. In order to hasten the process cos we were really in the showers for a tad too long, I took over my cock and jerked off till I cum on his face.

He then slid back to his cubicle, sat down, slid his lower body over and jerked his hard cock off till he shoots in my cubicle... I have to wash off his cum and make sure all of it went down the chute and not left somewhere where the next user might think it is my cum! :p And all this went on while there are still some guys showering around us!

After the fantasy of sex in camp is fulfilled, I told him we should stop all activities as they are really risky. Actually, I am not really into him... :p

He tried to get me to meet him outside and go to TMC with him when we have nights off... but... nah... :p

Anyway... I might be calling him... Just for another round... Maybe can think of some kinky place... Hahaha... Suggestions? :p

Thanks for reading...

My bf is a Sailor Moon?? WTF...

Watched the youtube clip some time back on a friend's blog and found it so so so funny... :p

Take a look:


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MQ5ziNOtoMU

Enjoy~ :P

Happy 'birthday' to all...

Heh... Its the 7th day of the Lunar New Year, which is known as 人日, or the day of the Man.

Traditionally, it is the day when we will 'lo hei' with yusheng (literally meaning raw fish) (捞起 with 鱼生)...

So... I had 鱼生 too for tonight... :p



I hope you too, had great yusheng for tonight... :)

Thus far, I probably had ate more raw salmon that all of last year added together... Hahaha... :p

Got to rush 2 writeups and then get busy with work...

I hope I can post something interesting (*hint hint) soon... :p Maybe once a week, hopefully... Kekeke...