Do You Remember Anyone Asking for Your Underwear

Heh... I am trying to revive my blog... So, I am trying to write a longer version of what I will be tweeting... :p I started this #DoYouRemember series some time back and after a few months, I ran out of things to talk about and stopped. However, I find it quite fun to share things that I normally cannot share with people I talk with face to face! Hahaha... I can only share with people I dun see

I am shy mah, after all... Hahaha...

As if, right? :p

So, anyway, about a week or so back, I restarted this series and I thought, hmm... Why not I do a more detail writeup about what I tweet here? On 1 hand, Twitter only allows 140 characters and thus it is pretty limited to what I can say there at 1 go. On the other hand, I can kinda, revive my blog... Which I had neglected... :p

So, here is what I shared today:  #DoYouRemember anyone asking for your underwear? 

I do. 

There was this guy whom I forgot how he knew me but very likely is through this blog... We had been chatting and he was talking about his sexperience and his 'hobby'. Well, apparently, he collects used underwears from the guys he had sex with. Yeah... Maybe you can call him a professional underwear collector. :p I think he told me he had a whole drawer full of used underwear given to him by the guys he had sex with. It was a kinky thought but underwear was never a thing for me... Hahaha... And I cannot imagine having other people's underwear in your drawer! Oh... I forgot to ask if he actually washes them after they were gifted to him... *shudder* I dun think I wanna know... Hahaha...

So, anyway, some how, we chatted for some time and finally, he asked if we can meet. He would like to give me a blow job. Well, who would refuse a blow job, right? But of course, I have to surrender to him my underwear. Now... I am really contemplating this... I had never freeballed then and I get really uncomfortable thinking about walking around without my underwear back home. Furthermore, my mum does the laundry and she might ask why there seem to have 1 underwear missing for the week's laundry! Hahaha... So, I declined his offer.

He then said that we should at least just meet up so he can blow for me. I don't have to give him my underwear. So, since I have no loss, I agreed. We arranged to meet up after work in Town. He was a relatively nice chap and very friendly who took a liking for me and so we began to hunt for a proper place to have the blow job done. We walked around looking for a decently clean and private place and soon settled for a toilet at the Raffles Hotel shopping gallery.

My, my... The blow job was good but it was pretty scary too as there is only 1 cubicle and anyone who walked in might wanna wait for us to exit the cubicle if he is really urgent... Hahaha... So, I did not really enjoyed the blow job as much as I would like to. But at least the place was clean. After I cummed, he asked me for my undies as he said he had not had a red one (yes, I was wearing a red one that day). Gosh... Again, I rejected his request. I felt bad but I really dun wanna walk around freeballing... Hahaha... I was not used to the idea and I keep thinking what if I leak pre-cum and wet my pants? Yup, I might not have a lot of pre-cum when having sex but after I ejaculated, my cock will still produce pre-cum and it can be messy if I did not have something to stop the flow. That is why I also seldom jerk off and then sleep naked at home. I would need to wear my underwear in case my pre-cum wets and dirties my blanket... :p

We are still in contact till today and he still remembers till now that I didn’t give him my underwear. LOL... But I think he is happily attached now and is not collecting used underwear any more... :p

Unless he actually read this post and demands that I give him 1... If so, ok lor, I am more used to the idewa of freeballing now... But hor, I would need another blow job before I surrender my underwear... Heh heh... :p