Sexual encounters, totally 18 and above, please.
It started with a one night stand; he messaged me and asked if he could come over for the night as his landlord had to pull back his room last minute.
It was the ultimate fantasy that I have. A sleep over, and then I put my dick into him when he is asleep.
It happened that night. We were rolling on the bed, then he felt asleep. He was naked, with his bubble butt exposed to the chill air in the room.
I liked toilet sex. The kinky, on the stop and go action.
Especially the ones busy with human traffic, it gets even kinkier; the fear of being caught with your pants down (literally).
I met Melvin at Pavilion the last time when I was back in KL; I do not like the malls in KL especially Pavilion Kuala Lumpur. Too many flamboyant boys, not that I do not enjoy the view, but these boys tend to be the sissy type, and those that are not the sissy type would be those that I have fucked before.
So me and Melvin planned for a meet up at Pavilion. Just walking around, looking at those rare species of boys. It wasn’t a weekend but the human traffic was abundance. We got bored looking at those tiny butts swinging around and decided to walk around looking for some designer goods instead.
After an hour of shopping, we decided to ease ourself at the nearby lavatory.
That sudden urge, only to be satisfied by a sudden reappearance of a guy that I know.
This guy has been missing from my MSN for months. The last time we had a decent conversation we actually planned a meet up soon ever since he had moved nearer to my place. It did not turned out well due the the time conflicts and all. On this one fine night when I was preparing to bed, I saw this familiar name on my MSN signing in.
I hate it that sometimes when I feel like blogging, and when I switch on my Macbook Pro and open up my blog site, that whole ‘I want to blog’ feeling just went away.
If you remember the last time I talked about The Boy was when I sent him a birthday message that eventually undelivered. Just a few weeks back, I saw him working in a boutique down town. I was not sure how should I be responding to such emotion, that I was trying really hard to avoid a face to face encounter. Partially it was because our break-up was not a pleasant one.
It was hard, but I could not understand the severity of the situation; not until it hit me again recently.
It was basically a plan for us to meet up, a friend of mine from Facebook whom I was very fond of. I am not sure how to explain in this situation given that situation is faced by anyone else.
Heck, I could not have imagined the situation myself.