People can surprise you. You get used to thinking of them in one way, stuck in their roles, they are what they are, and then they do something that shows you there's this depth, and dimension that you never knew existed. I have met a lot of people, and I mean a lot in all form and sizes, and while most of the times, these encounters were nothing more than a brief moment of meaningless sex, some of it turned into something more, something that had changed me, for better or worst, to become who I am today. I was never good at relationship, either being in one, or keeping one, but then I don't know if anyone is especially good at it. Up until now, I have properly dated eight guys; four Caucasian, one Singaporean and three local Malaysians; the shortest relationship lasted only two weeks and the longest, three years.
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The first guy I dated was 26 year old Kiwi named Brian, and I was only 18 back then. We've met at the sauna, briefly, exchanging blowjobs, and then exchanging numbers. For next next few days, we have been spending a lot of time together, meeting his friends, and having lots of awkward sex. I was a complete vanilla - I didn't know which felt better, topping, or bottoming. The relationship ended when we saw each other at the same sauna, weeks later. (Though, not in the act with anyone) We never exchanged any words, we had just stopped contacting each other since that night. The thing is I wasn't sorry, or upset, or guilty at all. I wasn't into him. I was just young, and I was excited by the idea of having a boyfriend at the time. I never saw him after, not even the sauna.
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About seven months later, I met Dwight - the 6'1" tall, handsomely pale, 27 year old Aussie flight attendant who was working with Qantas at the time. We had never verbally committed to each other. At the back of my head, I wanted things to work out and I have been an extremely good boy for the entire 6 months of our relationship. I have never once cheated, avoided the saunas - and all my favorite cruising area all together, and I could only say the same for him. It has always been fun with Dwight, he's quirky, funny, gorgeous, good in conversation and even better in bed (juicy 9" uncut cock, for the record). He was also the first guy that I barebacked with. For the first few months, he'd always use protection, and I never had to ask him to.
The first time it happened, Dwight had just returned from a 5 days working shift to Singapore. I had lubed myself up as soon as I heard the door opened, laying face down, I had my ass pointed upwards, ready to greet him as soon as he walked in the room. 'I miss you baby,' he said as he dropped his luggage case and came over to play with my hole. Still facing down, I heard him unzip his pants and felt his already hard cock poking softly on my hole. He reached into the drawer, expect to hear him rip the condom wrapper open, but instead, he squeeze the lube on his cock, and some more on my hole and the next thing I know, he was in me. It took him not more than 15 minutes to drive me over the edge - the first time I had cummed without even touching myself. He came minutes later, without warning - no words said, but I felt his cock pulsating, I felt his cum filled my ass. "You okay?" he asked. I nodded, still lying face down and soon drifted off to sleep. We woke up few hours later, and he fucked me again, with his cum still inside me.
My relationship with Dwight ended the same night he told me he's taking a job offer with SIA. We never got into any discussion about the possibility of a long distance relationship because non of us were confident that it would work. I spent the rest of the month with him before he took off to live in Singapore.
The first time it happened, Dwight had just returned from a 5 days working shift to Singapore. I had lubed myself up as soon as I heard the door opened, laying face down, I had my ass pointed upwards, ready to greet him as soon as he walked in the room. 'I miss you baby,' he said as he dropped his luggage case and came over to play with my hole. Still facing down, I heard him unzip his pants and felt his already hard cock poking softly on my hole. He reached into the drawer, expect to hear him rip the condom wrapper open, but instead, he squeeze the lube on his cock, and some more on my hole and the next thing I know, he was in me. It took him not more than 15 minutes to drive me over the edge - the first time I had cummed without even touching myself. He came minutes later, without warning - no words said, but I felt his cock pulsating, I felt his cum filled my ass. "You okay?" he asked. I nodded, still lying face down and soon drifted off to sleep. We woke up few hours later, and he fucked me again, with his cum still inside me.
My relationship with Dwight ended the same night he told me he's taking a job offer with SIA. We never got into any discussion about the possibility of a long distance relationship because non of us were confident that it would work. I spent the rest of the month with him before he took off to live in Singapore.
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After my relationship with Dwight had ended, I started going back to saunas. And this is where I met my third boyfriend - Mike. We had arrived at the same time, undressed at the same time, and showered next to each other at the same time, exchanging glances along the way. I dried myself off after him to find him sitting at the corner, lighting up a cigarette.
"Can I offer you a fag". Mike asked, his breathe smelled of alcohol. "I don't smoke, but you go ahead". I sat down next to him, our knees touched lightly. "I am Michael" I shook his hand and introduced myself. I usually only go to saunas for two reasons; to kill time because I hate getting stuck in rush hour traffic, and secondly - when I'm unusually horny, but with the condition that public cruising areas seemed a less promising option, or that when I'm lazy; in instances such as off peak hours, or being too far away. Tonight, was in between the two. It was a manageable horniness, during rush hour.
I don't usually talk to people in the sauna, and, let's face it, I honestly don't think that anyone would go to the sauna to just, talk. But here I am, sitting next to Mike, making small conversation that ended up in an hour long episode of lackluster topics about my home country, my studies and my preferred mode of transportation. The fact is, I wasn't quite bothered about our stalling conversation, or the amount second hand smoke I must have inhaled; I was more perturbed
by the thought that maybe he wasn't all that interested to have sex
with me; or maybe he was just waiting for me to leave him alone, or, maybe he was thinking exactly the same thing as I am.
"I am not keeping you from, you know, having fun, am I?". He asked. "And I was about to ask you the same question". He smiled and leaned in for a long kiss. "Let's go back to my place." He said, breaking the kiss. I nodded, smiling inside. I'm already swooned. On the way back to his place, my mind started to picture every imaginable scenario of him fucking me, from the bed to the floor or even the kitchen top to the balcony, if he had one and my initial manageable horniness had escalated into a uncontrollable constant raging boner. To my disappointment, Mike had decided to continue our conversation in his bed while watching BBC news. I was confused by his behavior, a little pissed off at the thought that I have wasted my time. I fucking have morning class tomorrow. I screamed quietly, in my head - conceding to the fact that he has no intention to fuck me.
Mike was, for the lack of a better word, intense. I was severely befuddled by his behavior, be it our age gap, or our racial differences - I couldn't find a common ground, and yet, I am strangely attracted to his complexity. As much as I'd hate comparison, Mike was a completely different character than Dwight. For starters, Mike is older, in many ways wiser, quietly confident that could easily be mistaken for arrogance, and extremely reserved. It took me weeks of silent frustration to coax him out of his shell, to finally reveal something deeper than the surface.
After the forth time meeting Mike that ends up in nothing, I've decided I have had enough of his complexity and I'm just going to cruise at Building 12 after class. I haven't cummed in days because I was keeping it in case he wanted to fuck, I'd be horny enough to satisfy him. Not happening. There was a message from Mike when my class ended. "Free to meet at wow say 7:30 ?" Wet on Wellington, that's the place we met. "Are we finally going to have sex?" I jokingly texted back, thinking it would be such an unlikely choice for our first time, but I agreed to meet him there at 8 pm instead. "Wait for me at the jacuzzi if it's not crowded" He replied.
Mike was, for the lack of a better word, intense. I was severely befuddled by his behavior, be it our age gap, or our racial differences - I couldn't find a common ground, and yet, I am strangely attracted to his complexity. As much as I'd hate comparison, Mike was a completely different character than Dwight. For starters, Mike is older, in many ways wiser, quietly confident that could easily be mistaken for arrogance, and extremely reserved. It took me weeks of silent frustration to coax him out of his shell, to finally reveal something deeper than the surface.
After the forth time meeting Mike that ends up in nothing, I've decided I have had enough of his complexity and I'm just going to cruise at Building 12 after class. I haven't cummed in days because I was keeping it in case he wanted to fuck, I'd be horny enough to satisfy him. Not happening. There was a message from Mike when my class ended. "Free to meet at wow say 7:30 ?" Wet on Wellington, that's the place we met. "Are we finally going to have sex?" I jokingly texted back, thinking it would be such an unlikely choice for our first time, but I agreed to meet him there at 8 pm instead. "Wait for me at the jacuzzi if it's not crowded" He replied.
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