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Having fun in the toilet

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.


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Yet another fucking post

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.

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Meeting someone new

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.

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Twitter Boy name E

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.

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Telephone boy

*A very unor­ga­nized post as I write straight from my thoughts. It hap­pens, and will always hap­pen.*

It was one of those nights that I was crav­ing to get some­one to top me. Boy friend is a bot­tom, so get­ting that accom­plished would be a rather hard thing to do.

So I turned to Face­book, man­aged to get a few poten­tials and a few phone num­bers. As I was hav­ing din­ner with boy friend, one of the ran­dom num­bers replied to my plea for sex.

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