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Hey daddy, wanted to ask if you are still willing to train a virgin boy with no experience whatsoever since you’ve been less active?
Of course! Email [email protected]
Hi iam gay
Gosh, that Vernon story made me so hard. Need more virgin stories and SAF/NS stories. MORE ! MORE !
I need more NSF or virgins to make new stories!
What’s your type? Are you a top or bottom? I’m a fem bottom w long hair and put makeup (not trans tho). Any chance? Haha
I think my type is illustrated in my adventures. Generally for boyish/manly guys, fem isn't really my thing.
But you do you, don't let anyone change that, and don't go changing yourself for a guy either!
Are you still in Singapore and up for fun?
Sometimes.
email me: [email protected] and tell me about yourself
Would like to meet up.
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Would you still meet up inexperience people?
Of course.
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Hey i realised you never really posted any pictures of yourself on here! Its quite hot to put a face to the stories
Might also spoil the illusion ;)
Would like to meet up some guy/guys for blowjob ?
What ever gave you that idea?!? 😈
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Firstly, hello to all my new followers.
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Cherry Popping Momat
I met Momat online, PlanetRomeo I think. He was only 19, less than half my age at the time. He was inexperienced but curious and intrigued about Ang Mohs. Due to pressures from his traditional Malay family he hadn’t had the chance to experiment with men and his time in National Service wasn’t making things any easier.
We chatted via whatsapp for a few weeks, I thought he was too far in the closet to do anything about it, so it was a bit of a surprise to me that he agreed to meet one Friday evening after Booking Out. He hadn’t asked for a cherry pop, I didn’t know at the time that he’d never been with any guys at all, I figured it was just a regular hook-up.
He turned up in his green digitized ammo uniform and took a while to unlace his boots at the front door. First impressions were as good as his pictures. His spiky hair topped an oval face, deep brown eyes, cupid-bow lips and a not-too-flat nose. Did I mention his lips? They were full of promise, inviting and beautiful to look at. I wanted to kiss him right there.
He was around 176cm tall and with his clothes on looked quite slim.
He took off his tunic, leaving a green army t-shirt underneath. With his combat trousers and bare feet he was self-conscious sitting there on my sofa, but in a shy and appealing way. I offered a drink and mixed a hefty vodka-coke and he downed it to calm his nerves.
We chatted to put him at ease, but the conversation was quite one-sided. He was so shy that every answer was little more than a grunt followed by a nervous grin, flashing white and perfect teeth.
I noticed that when he lifted his drink, his biceps curled nicely in his t-shirt, stretching the fabric to its limits. His chest promised nice pectorals, and I could see a line across his ankles where the hair from his legs stopped and his smooth feet began.
After a second drink he was smiling even more, but his answers to my questions didn’t get any longer. I figured if the conversation wasn’t going anywhere I could at least see if he wanted to try anything. I asked him if he wanted to go through to the bedroom and the most he could muster was a mumbled “whatever, ok” response.
So I took him by the hand to my room, and as we stood at the side of the bed I held his smooth cheeks in my hands and leaned in to kiss him. He didn’t pull away, which I figure is a good sign, but he didn’t really move his lips either. They were soft and plump, and I need more. I kept at it until he opened his mouth a bit, encouraging him, tonguing him, pushing with my tongue to get him to return the favour. I realised then what the issue was.
“You ever done this before?” I asked him
“Uhhh n-no” was his nervous reply.
“Ok, let’s take things slowly” I responded, grateful for another chance to teach the joys of gay sex to a young acolyte. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, it’s all up to you. I won’t ask if you want to do something every step of the way, but if you want me to stop, just tell me to stop, and we can try something else, OK?”
“OK”
“Now, let’s start by relaxing a little. Open your mouth a bit, touch my tongue with yours, feel what I do and if you want to do it too, that’s great!”
And with that I locked lips with him again. I was slow and accommodating, letting him warm up and get used to the new sensations, the heat of kissing another man.
His hands were still at his sides, so I grabbed his hands and wrapped them round by back as I continued to hold his face to mine. That seemed to break the spell and given permission his hands started their exploratory climb across my back and up to my head.
It took a while, but he finally relaxed in to the kiss, getting the hang of it and kissing me back. Honestly, for a first-timer is wasn’t too bad. I was enjoying holding his smooth cheeks and soft, virgin lips. I pulled back and smiled encouragingly and he gave me another nervous grin.
I climbed on to the bed and lay on my side, patting the space next to me. He climbed up awkwardly, eventually managing to lie beside me and we carried on with our passionate kissing. With my free hand I pulled his body towards me and used it to explore his back, feeling the muscles ripple with each movement, not an ounce of fat beneath his t-shirt. My hand headed south, feeling out a small but round and firm bubble butt and I knew I had hit the jackpot. His quads felt strong and developed, not huge, but in keeping with his slim frame. I slid my hand up his arm as he held me, touching the beautiful dark-brown soft skin of his forearms, feeling the bunching of his biceps as he returned the favour.
When he seemed comfortable, I sat up, bringing him with me. I tugged at his t-shirt and slipped it off over his head in one move. What greeted me was beyond my imagination. Honestly, when I now think of the perfect guy and what his body would look like, I think of Momat now.
His shoulders were far wider than his hips. Not in a gangly way, because his chest filled out the space and tapered to a narrow waist that disappeared in to his combats. His trapezius muscles slanted at 45 degrees to nicely rounded deltoids on his shoulders, which gave way to the rounded biceps. His muscles weren’t huge, just defined and oozing potential. His chest was split down the middle with a line separating his pecs, splitting at the bottom in an inverted-Y shape, and giving way to a defined six-pack. At the sides, his obliques pulled back across his ribs and the total package was one of beautiful definition. His chest was perfectly hairless, all the better to show off his toned body, and below his navel was the smallest hint of hair leading down to his pants. Dark nipples stood proud atop his magnificent chest, neither too big or too small. And all of this was covered with perfect, blemish-free and sun-kissed Malay skin. Dark, rich and sensuous to the touch.
My shirt joined his on the floor, and my tongue went for his nipples. This new assault on his senses paralysed him, as if he couldn’t concentrate on touching me and having his nipples nibbled at the same time. The flicks of my tongue elicited a small “unfff” sound from him with every touch. As my tongue and lips administered to one side, my fingers flicked and pinched on the other. I swapped sides occasionally, and soon Momat’s breathing was getting faster.
“Sensitive nipples huh?” I asked him.
“Don’t stop!” he begged me.
I locked lips with him again, while my fingers did their work on his torso, feeling the tender skin of his chest, teasing his nipples. I could feel his breath as we kissed, his panting increasing as the lust in him awoke. I wondered briefly if he would orgasm from the nipple stimulation alone. But I wasn’t ready for him to climax so soon.
I pulled back, and tried to get his trousers off. They proved to be tricky, so he stood and shucked them to the floor. His legs were as magnificent to look at as they felt – black hair dusting from mid-way down his quads, skirting his knees and covering his lower legs. The flesh of his inner thighs was also perfectly smooth, highlighting his black briefs underwear and the tent that was pointing at me aggressively.
My shorts joined his trousers on the floor, and we fell back on to the bed. Without me distracting his attention by playing with his nipples, Momat was able to focus on kissing me and touching me. Our hands discovered each other, roaming across each other’s bodies, feeling the heat between us. The scratchy feel of his hairy shins against mine, the hardness of his quads contrasted with the softness of his skin. Feeling the V of his back, tapering down to his narrow waist, disappearing into his underwear. I could squeeze the glorious mounds of his ass through the tight briefs, feeling the firmness of his cute little butt. I couldn’t get enough of him.
But that was nothing compared to the eagerness with which Momat began to explore my body. His hands felt like they were everywhere at once. He kept coming back to the hair across my chest, enjoying the novelty of being up close with another man. We couldn’t have looked more different – me the older, pale and larger Ang Moh. Him the slimmer, smoother, younger Malay. So different and yet in that moment we were so united in trying to touch each other as much as we could.
Eventually my hands slid in to the back of his underwear, I wanted to feel that amazing ass. I wasn’t disappointed. Smooth, round and beautiful to the touch I was hot to get my tongue in there as far as possible.
Somehow we managed to strip each other of our underwear, both of us sporting hard cocks already. I sort of expected a paler ass, as if he’d been sunbathing in speedos but his beautiful buns were as dark and inviting as the rest of his skin.
Whilst I am hairy but trimmed, Momat was completely smooth, shaved as smooth as a peach. His cock pointed straight at his chin, his dark ball-sack hanging loose with decent love eggs hanging down. His cock was circumcised high and tight – so tight that when I grabbed it there was no loose skin at all. His pole was average length, maybe around 5” or so, quite wide side-to-side and less so front-to-back. The head of his cock, and the skin about 1” down his shaft was paler than the rest of his skin. The circumcision mark was smooth but obvious from the change in colour.
And he was hard. I mean really, really hard. There was no give in it, it didn’t want to bend left, right or down. It was completely solid. His cock was like steel. I mean, I get hard enough to hang a towel from my cock, but his was hard enough to hammer nails I swear.
I felt his balls, his hairless sack baggy and droopy in my palm, quite the contrast to his rock-hard erection.
Our lips found each other again, and our hands continued to explore each other, except now I was exploring more of his arse and cock. My fingers slid smoothly between his ass-cheeks, across his rosebud and feeling his taint and balls from behind. Again, Momat seemed paralysed by the new sensations and unable to continue his survey of my body while I was touch new areas of his.
I must be honest and say that I generally prefer uncircumcised guys like myself. I am more familiar with how to work a cock with a foreskin. But Momat’s cock was beautiful in its rigid perfection. Without the extra skin to slide over his cock-head, I didn’t want to be too brutal with my fist. I figured a bit of natural lube would help smooth things along.
Momat lay on his back and I positioned myself between his legs. I teased him with my finger tips, flittering around his inner thighs and lower belly, never quite touching his meat. I massaged his balls between my fingers, tugging gently to get a wobble from his cock. Then I slowly moved down to lick his thighs, moving my tongue up tight under his balls, around the side and over the base of his cock.
My licking and teasing went on for a while before I even got close to his cock. It was straining, reaching for the stars. Watching his face for a reaction, I slowly took the head of his cock in my mouth, flicking my tongue around his helmet, then gradually moving down the shaft until his pole was buried entirely down my throat. More little grunts from Momat as I teased his cock with my lips and tongue, up and down, around his corona, getting it sloppily wet. My hand joined in, jerking his shaft as my lips took care of the head. My head was bobbing up and down, with a twist each time to bring new sensations. As my head bobbed, my tongue flashed in and out, massaging the underside of his helmet. One hand played with his nipples, and his panting turned in to a regular staccato of “uh-uh” double grunts in time with my rhythm.
Seconds later, the rigid pole in my mouth pulsed, and I felt the warm rush of cum at the back of my throat. Momat let loose with three quiet grunts, but apart from the fountain in my mouth there wasn’t much other indication that he just came. I guess masturbating at home you learn to be quiet.
Afterwards, Momat’s nervousness returned. He didn’t show any interest in helping my finish, so I lay beside him and finished myself off. He even seemed scared of getting my juice on him – he leapt up at the earliest opportunity, got dressed and with a shy, nervous giggle said thanks and left. As the front door closed, I was left wondering what had just happened – this beautiful boy, a fantastic fumble and one lightning-quick ejaculation later he was gone.
But that didn’t last.
The following Friday he was back at my front door. Boots off. Vodka drank. Clothes off. Back on my bed…
Things progressed pretty much as before. I was again feeling lucky to be spending naked time with this marvellous Malay, and I was determined to make things last a bit longer. We were making out, hard. I lay across him, our cocks touching, my weight on top of him. I kissed him passionately again, and he wrapped his arms around me tightly, to get me closer as if he needed us to be one.
Whilst on top, he spread his legs and naturally my own were between his. With a little shuffle I was able to point my hard cock down and underneath his balls, sliding up and down his taint, my cock gliding between the cheeks of his smooth brown ass.
Momat tensed, slamming his legs together and giving me a very firm “no” in the process. Fair enough, I am not sure what he thought was happening, but I’m not going to force anything, so I stopped rubbing myself between his legs. We carried on kissing and stroking each other as I moved to lay alongside him.
My fingers traced the ridges of his muscles, his hand was sliding down my side. I used my own hand to position his above my cock, giving a strong hint of what I wanted him to do. Tentatively he grabbed my meat, pulling my foreskin back quite roughly. He couldn’t take his eyes off my cock, watching with fascination as he played, pulling more foreskin up and down. He let out his trademark “heh-heh-heh” deep-voiced giggle that I had come to recognise as nerves, and looked up at me with inquisitive eyes, as if to ask if he was doing good.
“You like it?” I asked.
“I think so” he replied. That wasn’t quite the steamy, horny answer I was looking for. I wasn’t sure if he was scared of my foreskin, scared of me, or just generally being with a guy. He carried on fiddling with my cock in a detached kind of way, like a scientist doing an experiment.
The minute I grabbed his unbending cock, everything changed again. It was like the second I touched him he couldn’t focus on anything. Not a great multi-tasker! But it was cute, in the way that even the slightest touch from me would drive him crazy. His nipples, his balls, his cock…it didn’t matter, any touch was overwhelming for him.
Feeling brave, I pulled him towards me and on to his stomach, lying face down on the bed. I sat astride him and massaged his shoulders then down his back. I enjoyed touching his beautiful deep skin, and slowly worked my way down…skipping his ass, then continuing on to his legs. I knelt between his legs again, and kneaded his arse cheeks gently, feeling him tense up at first, then slowly relax as he realised I wasn’t going to intrude too far.
I leaned over and kissed his rounded mounds, small kisses all over, a playful nibble here and there. His balls were flopped on the bed between his legs, and my lips skipped over his nuts, teasing him further. I worked my way backwards a little, the occasional lick of his taint, up his crack, deliberately skipping over his hairless hole. Then back down again, keeping him guessing where my tongue would be next.
I was surprised he didn’t tense up again, and instead I was rewarded with his little panting grunts of satisfaction as my playful tongue skipped around. Without warning, I licked from his balls all the way up his crack and across his hole, drawing a sharp intake of breath from him. I felt his whole body quiver at my touches, but I didn’t want him to clam up as he had when my cock was sliding around the same place. I teased him a bit more, feeling him shake at the pleasure before I let him off the hook.
I turned him over and began working on his cock, knelt over him and bobbing my head. Again I was amazed at how rigid his dick was, how tight the skin, how smooth it felt stabbing the back of my throat. In seconds I felt the familiar pulsating, the three quiet grunts and flood in my mouth.
This time I stayed kneeling between his legs, stroking myself off and shooting gobs of cum over his cock and abs. He positively ran to my shower and within 5 mins he was dressed and out of the door. I couldn’t decide if these encounters were just odd or something else. I wondered if he was self-loathing for doing naughty gay things, or whether it was just inexperience.
A week later, I was looking for answers.
During the vodka phase of his third visit, I tried to get him to open up. We were talking a little more now, and bit by bit he was telling me more about his life. His secret desires for men. Older, bigger white men. His lack of experience (obviously) and his worry about what his family would think. I asked him if he enjoyed himself last time, when I was rimming him. Back to the nervous heh-heh-heh giggle. I asked him if he liked me shooting over him.
“fuck that was hot!”
“But you ran to the shower, I thought you didn’t like it” I said.
“I guess at home I’m used to cleaning up before my sister or mother sees what I’ve been doing” he replied. I learned that he still shared a room with his sister so his wank sessions were quick, quiet and as clean as possible.
“Well you don’t have to worry here” I said. “we can do what we like, make as much noise as we like, shoot anywhere we like!” and he giggled his deep, charming giggle again.
I spent the next hour or so pushing all his buttons again. The stroking, kissing, tugging and generally squelching together of our bodies. He enjoyed my tongue in his ass, but refused to let me follow with a finger, even lubed. He loved it when I lay on top of him, he liked my weight to squash him.
Momat was getting braver with my cock. It still hadn’t ventured anywhere near his mouth, but he seemed more at ease jerking me. His enthusiasm was greater than his technique, and I did what I could to show him how an uncut cock works and he slowly improved.
Meanwhile I wanted to avoid a quick finish so I was sparingly sucking his cock before laying off it for a while. I played with his nipples, rimmed him, kissed him and anything to keep the session going for longer than before and we were both covered in a sheen of sweat from our playtime.
I used some lube on his cock, using the base of my thumb on the underside of his cock-head to tease him, swirling around his helmet and generally keeping his rod of iron stiff. I was sat on his legs as he was laid back, and I moved closer to kiss him again. My ass slid over his lubed cock, and I felt it thwang upright again as I passed over him.
I moved my hips back a little, to feel his shaft stabbing at the top of my crack, and by moving my hips up a little I was able to guide it underneath me again, sliding between my cheeks. A little back-and-forth motion and Momat’s eyes grew wide.
“fuck is that inside you?” he said breathlessly.
“No, just between my ass cheeks”, I said.
“It feels amazing” he replied, moving his hands on to my hips to hold me in place.
And with that I knew what had to be done. I'm not a bottom, but sometimes to convince a novice to take a dick you have to demonstrate yourself.
With just a small adjustment, I was able to feel his helmet pushing against my hole, still covered with just enough lube to help it slip in, very slowly. I felt the head pop in as my sphincter gave way, and I could see that Momat felt it too.
“Now that’s inside” I said, and gently sat back to take his whole length.
I can tell you, despite his average size, the sheer rigidity of his cock made me feel like I was being jabbed with a javelin. There is no forgiveness in his pole, just a solid block of cock spearing my insides. I don’t usually bottom, I’m not good at it and it’s rare I can take any kind of pounding. The hardness of Momat’s cock was not making this easy for me, but the look of wonder and bewilderment on his face, the joy and satisfaction made it worthwhile. And I suspected that if he didn’t last long when I was sucking him, then this probably wouldn’t be a long ordeal for me.
I leaned in for another kiss, gently rising on his cock, feeling his hands grab my meaty ass on either side. I lowered myself again and was instantly rewarded with those three quiet grunts, a tensing of his cock inside me and a big exhale. Boy this guy was sensitive!
I figured that while he was still hard and inside me, I might as well enjoy myself. I pulled his hand on to my cock and made a jerking motion. I’m not sure if he wanted to run to the bathroom again, but I was still sat on him and pinning him to the bed so he didn’t get much choice.
He started wanking me off, badly at first. I adjusted his grip, his stroke and rhythm, holding his own hand in mine to show him my technique. He quickly grasped the idea and soon he was able to keep a pretty good stroke going on his own.
I leaned back with my hands on his beautiful thighs, thrusting my pelvis to feel his still-hard cock hitting my prostate, my own gasping and grunting getting louder as I could feel my orgasm rising. My ass clenched down on his cock, his fist pumping furiously until I shot my load, right over his shoulder, covering the headboard and pillows with the last few spurts falling shorter on to his chest and hand.
“Wow” was his reaction.
“fuck” was mine.
I rested a second, still impaled on his stiff meat. Momat brought his hand up to his face to examine my cum dripping over his knuckles. He surprised me when he stuck out his tongue and gave it a tentative lick.
“not too bad” he said and wiped his hand on his stomach.
Progress, I thought.
I bent over and kissed him, tasting my own cum on his lips, waiting for his cock to subside. But it didn’t. He remained hard inside me and I noticed he was gradually rocking his hips a little, almost imperceptibly. I reciprocated, the smallest of movements, each of us giving the other a little more movement at a time, until Momat was full-on thrusting.
I grabbed his hands and threw myself backwards until he was seated and I was lying down. Momat manged to bring his sexy legs out from under me and back behind himself, all without ever slipping out of my hole – quite a pro move!
Now in the missionary position, Momat wanted to kiss me more, propping himself on his hands and pounding my ass like a jackhammer. There was subtlety here, just a horny NS boy fucking for the first time and wanting to get his rocks off. I played with his nipples, licked his face and generally put up with the pounding for barely two minutes before his head reared back and I expected his trademark triple-grunt. Instead I got a big long “woooooooaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh” from him as he fucked me to orgasm again, eventually collapsing on my chest, mixing our sweat with my cum from his belly. He looked up at me with a big smile on his face, nestling his cheek in my chest hair as his cock slipped from my ass.
“fuck that was amazing” he panted. “I didn’t realise sex was going to feel so good!”
“Just wait until you feel what it’s like when the cock is inside you” I grinned.
Moment looked concerned. “I’m not sure I really want to do that”.
“That’s ok, you don’t have to. Lots of other things to do together, but I’m not really a bottom so I can’t do that all the time”.
Then followed a long discussion about being a top, bottom or versatile. What it meant to be active or passive, and all sorts of other things.
That was the first night Momat stayed over, we slept together without ever showering, our horny juices slowly drying as we drifted off. AS beautiful and perfect as Momat was, I did find out that night that he has one flaw…he snores.
Momat visited more regularly after that. He would turn up on Friday evening and often didn’t leave until Sunday morning when he went for a quick family visit before booking in again. After a couple of months he was allowed to leave camp in the evenings and he would come over a couple of times a week to drain his balls and I was always happy to oblige. We would visit restaurants and the cinema, and we became quite close.
Momat got a lot better in the sack. He learned what I liked, and he got more willing to try new things. He also got better at holding off on his orgasm so I could suck him properly for a longer time. Often, if we hadn’t seen each other in a week or so, I would get him off quickly at the start so we could concentrate on a longer session afterwards.
Things changed radically after this had all been going on for a couple of months.
We were in bed again, naked. I was still in awe of Momat’s awesome body, his smile, his dark, soft skin. I really enjoyed his company but at heart I am a top and I was really missing getting any ass. Especially when I was spending so much time with such a beautiful ass within my grasp.
Having learnt to enjoy sucking my dick, Momat was hungry for a mouthful any time he could get it. He would look at me and giggle before chowing down, and he was always keen to pull me on top and have me weigh him down, he liked that a lot.
After a long session of sucking in all manner of different positions, Momat ended up face down on the bed and I got to enjoy his cute ass with my tongue. As always I was a horrible tease, licking anything around his hole before giving his chocolate starfish any kind of action. And also as always, I was enjoying the beautiful ass in front of me, but my dick was feeling left out.
I figured, if I can’t fuck Momat, then the next best thing is to stick my dick between his sculpted thighs and get off that way.
So I lubed up my dick and aimed it between his legs. He soon got the idea and squeezed this thighs tight, crossing his feet at the ankles to give me a night tight space to work with.
I took my weight on my hands to glance down between our bodies, to see my cock disappearing between his cheeks, slowly thrusting my hips to massage his taint. By tilting my pelvis a little I was able to slide my cock up his ass crack, feeling the textured skin of his starfish with my helmet. I spent a while sliding up and down like this, teasing his hole with my cock, and gradually felt him begin to relax a little.
We hadn’t discussed him getting fucked in a few weeks, but he wasn’t pulling away from me and no sudden cries of “stop” to discourage me. So I let my cock linger a little longer at the entrance to his boyhole, waiting for his breath to settle.
As he breathed out, I exerted just a little force. Not enough to penetrate, just to tease and open him up a little. I could feel his ass tense up then relax, and with the relaxing my cock pushed a little further inside.
Momat gave out a low groan, then grabbed my hands and pulled me down on top of him so I was lying with all my weight on his back. I was careful not to let the action penetrate further but somehow without me trying I felt the head of my cock pop in.
I couldn’t believe that after all our sessions together I was now inside him. Momat reached back to grab my hips and guide me, sending clues to push or hold off, and before long my full length was buried in this sweet brown ass I had been worshipping for the last couple of months.
My lips kissed the back of his neck – that always turned him on – and my arms wrapped tight around his shoulders. My hips started a slow pulse, pulling out a little then pushing back in, small whimpers and sounds of pleasure escaping from Momat’s soft lips.
I didn’t get to pound hard and fast that first time, it was more tender love-making that I was expecting. But knowing I had prepared this sweet boy for his cherry pop was the biggest turn-on for me. I was enjoying his tight, pert ass for the first time and I was in heaven.
My thrusting was steady and strong, not too deep and not too hard. With the regular physical stimulation of my cock and the heady mental stimulation of actually fucking this gorgeous guy it wasn’t long before the familiar warmth began in my balls.
A low tingling sensation at first, I carried on pumping until my senses where overwhelmed. My eyes rolled back, my balls tightened and my whole body spasmed as I unleashed my load inside him. I groaned in Momat’s ear as I came and felt his hands pull me closer, needing my seed.
Eventually I pulled out, feeling his ass gripping my tool tightly. I turned him over, intending to finish him off too, but found a sticky wet patch on the sheets beneath him. In my lust I hadn’t noticed he had orgasmed too! A cherry pop with a hands-free orgasm is a rare event indeed.
From that moment on, Momat became a complete bottom and we remained FWBs for a few months more before he graduated and wanted to meet other guys. I don’t blame him, with his amazing body, beautiful looks and talented ass it was obvious the world was his for the taking. I was privileged to get there first.
ASEAN Relations
Not long after my fun on Singapore Airlines (see Air Smiles), I happened to meet another Air Steward, called Alf. We’d met at a party and he was there with his older Caucasian lover who was a little heavier than me, a little older than me, and a lot thicker wallet than me.
Alf was easy-going with a curious and innocent smile. He was 29, and perhaps 5kg over the weight limit for a twunk (which is halfway between a twink and a hunk!). But what he lacked in cut definition, he made up for with beautiful curves in all the right places…his guns, his buns, his thighs…everything was tantalisingly meaty. His smile was pasted on quite a wide jaw, with a square face and inviting eyes.
Conversation at the party was polite, and I learned he was with SIA also. We chatted about his job a little, how he wanted to find something more respectable for his 30s. Knowing he had a partner I was circumspect and wasn’t flirting – at least not in top gear. We were all a few sheets to the wind later in the evening, when I got chatting with his partner. Some CBD finance high-flyer with a new place on a high floor on Scott’s Road. He was boring, mostly, but one thing he said surprised me.
“I travel a lot” he slurred over his expensive bottle of Italian beer at me, “it’s up to guys like to you keep him entertained when I’m away”.
Well! That was a surprise. Clearly the guy had no issue with Alf seeing other guys on occasion, knowing that Alf would still be there when he got home. Then the guy said something even weirder:
“Give me your number and I will ask Alf to call you if he’s lonely. He’s taken a shine to you”.
Well, what could I do? I gave the guy my number, smiled and maybe winked at Alf and that was that for the night.
It was a few months later when I got a random message about 2pm one Saturday afternoon.
“Hi, it’s Alf. Remember me?”
Hell yeah I did! Long story short, he was home alone and needed some attention. I arranged to go over, but he wouldn’t give me directions beyond his building and told me he’d give direction when I got there.
One shower later I was standing outside a very atas condo on Scott’s Road, having crossed the elevated pathways across the water features. I texted to say I was downstairs and had a to wait for a reply from Alf.
“Give me a minute” was all he said.
I waited some more, watching people come and go. I held the door open for a cute Filipino guy, who any other day would have distracted me. But my thoughts were on Alf and I couldn’t wait to undress him and see the prize beneath his clothes. I’d been imagining this moment since we first met and I was tantalisingly close to tasting that soft tanned skin.
It was a few more minutes before I got another text from Alf, directing my to his unit door. I was oddly nervous, not like me, but maybe it was the waiting and the build-up of the anticipation.
When he opened the door he was in a plan black t-shirt with beige berms. Simply but classy. He led me in to his lounge, which was quite dark and small…apparently real estate on Scott’s Road is expensive and even his high-flying partner could only afford 600sqft. Or maybe it was just their SG residence.
Either way, he slid the wall back to reveal a bedroom not much larger than the kingsize bed inside. Expensive charcoal grey sheets covered the bed and I couldn’t help but think how easily they must show cum stains.
I stood at the end of the bed with my back to the ensuite, Alf jumped on the bed and sat cross-legged with a bottle of poppers up his nose.
“I need you to fuck me” he said, challenging me with a cheeky grin, the buzz going to his brain. With that, he stripped off his t-shirt to reveal brown 5-cent nipples, small but erect, set upon beautiful mounds of pectoral muscle. His skin was tanned, and overall he looked like a guy who dragonboated up until a year or so ago.
I kneeled in front of him and reached forwards to take a nipple between my thumb and finger, giving it a little pinch and squeeze. Alf moaned and threw his head back, revealing a sexy Adam’s apple on his neck. I couldn’t resist so I leaned in to kiss and nibble his neck, from his ear and down to his nipple. More sighs and groans from Alf as he slowly sunk backwards in to his pillows.
My lips found his, he responded with hard and passionate kissing. His lips soft against mine but with a hard eagerness, as if he had to devour me. He bit my lower lip, not too gently and hurriedly pulled my own shirt over my head and tossed it, inside out, on the floor.
His hands grabbed my own chest, feeling the hair between my own pecs, and rubbing his hands over my stomach.
“Just what I like” he sighed, “a guy with a belly to pin me down”. I wasn’t about to argue.
Our lips locked again, our hands all over each other. His palms were rough with callouses, from lifting weights at the gym. It felt harsh and yet sensual as he caressed me all over. My own hands were gripping handfuls of his own flesh, as if testing for a ripe melon at Cold Storage. He felt solid and powerful, and I knew that he could wrestle me to the bed. I figured that to dominate him I would have to get inside his head and take control.
I pushed him back in to the pillows again, and ran my fingers under the waistband of his shorts and underwear. My fingertips brushed the head of his hard cock, nicely outlined in the soft fabric of his shorts.
He quivered a little and wrapped his ankles behind me as I knelt in front of him. He reached for his poppers as I slid his shorts down, his hips rising to make my task a little easier. He straightened one leg over my shoulder to allow me to thread his shorts off and they joined my shirt on the floor.
I didn’t go straight for his cock, but I laid down between his legs and began to lick and nibble up his inner thighs, nuzzling my nose in his groin. His crotch smelled clean and manly, no overpowering soap fragrances to spoil his natural scent. I slipped my tongue in the side of his trunks to lick his ball sack, first from one side then the other. Alf stared out over my head, making faces behind me as I worked on his crotch.
Asserting my dominance, I sat up again and lifted his ankles and pushed then back over his head. I pulled the band of his trunks towards his knees and was presented with his beautiful boyhole. Darker than his ass cheeks and with a faint dusting of black hairs I couldn’t resist and dived straight in with my tongue. I poked with my tongue, slobbering up and down his crack, tickling his taint and poking his pucker. His sighs and moans confirmed his enjoyment and prompted me to double down. I got him to hold his own ankles high to I could get in closer, to smother myself in his ass crack, licking and dribbling in a frenzy.
At some point he shucked off his underwear and I glanced up past his cock, to see him looking off to the side with a total porn star look on his face. A look of complete lust. Abandonment. He was lost in the moment, a desperation in his eyes, pleading for more.
With my face still buried in his ass, I didn’t see what was distracting him, until I caught a flesh-coloured glimpse to the side.
Barely taking my tongue from his ass, I glanced to the right, to see a cut cock being stroked just inches from my shoulder. I looked up, to see a twinky body attached, and the face of the Filipino guy I saw downstairs. So that was why Alf had me waiting, to get this third party ready, naked and hiding in the ensuite!
“He wants to watch you fuck me” Alf said, smiling up at me. My cock grew even harder if that was even possible at that point.
I decided right then I was going to put on a good show for the Pinoy boy. It was time to work my magic on Alf’s meat pole. It was a decent size, maybe a little average, with a foreskin that didn’t want to go all the way back when he was hard. I gripped his shaft and bunched the skin over his cock head, sticking my tongue in to flick around his glans, getting more passionate moans from Alf for my troubles.
While I was face down in Alf’s crotch, PinoyBoy took the chance to rid me of my own shorts and underwear, adding them to the growing pile on the floor. Alf sniffed more poppers as was going down on him, with PinoyBoy reaching between my legs to jerk my cock in time with his own.
I reached out my hand to cup PinoyBoy’s tight hairless balls, but he pulled back from my when I went to grab his dick. I had intended to do some downhill skiing with them both, but clearly both Alf and PinoyBoy were expecting me to focus on Alf’s pleasure.
I was happy to oblige.
Condoms and lube were strategically positioned on the designer bedside table, and I lubed up my middle finger. With Alf’s cock in my mouth I slowly pushed into him, in time with his gasps, until I could feel the hard nub of his prostate.
I stroked his gay-spot with my finger in time with my head bobbing on his cock, PinoyBoy pulling on his own meat with one hand and my low hanging balls with the other. Having my balls tugged is such a turn on for me, and my hard cock was slapping against my belly with every pull.
A second finger joined the first inside of Alf, I gave him a bit of Spider-Man finger fucking, while I moved up to chew on his nipples and kiss his soft and hungry lips.
PinoyBoy was now in a position to grab Alf’s balls and mine in the same hand, kind of jerking our balls. He moved behind me and I could feel the head of his cock between my crack. He teased my hole, sliding it up and down my crack while my own fingers penetrated Alf. I wondered for a minute if he was expecting to fuck me but when I reached back for his dick, he pulled back again – he clearly didn’t want to be touched, just to do his own thing as a voyeur without actually participating. It was crazy hot.
Well I figured it was time to get on with the show for PinoyBoy, so I gloved up, slicked up and positioned my cock at the entrance to Alf’s desperate hole. Alf’s legs automatically shot in to the air, the soles of his feet meeting each other above his chest, presenting his ass for easy access. PinoyBoy knelt on the floor at the side of the bed, getting his face in close to watch my meat as I pushed in to Alf, slowly at first and then my full length as Alf relaxed to yet another sniff of poppers.
I could feel the muscles in Alf’s calves as I held his legs aloft; I looked down and saw my own rod buried in his beautiful bud. PinoyBoy was tugging his own meat furiously watching this go down, so I ramped up the pace and started to pump Alf with all my weight and aggression in every thrust.
I was slamming in to him, his head hitting the wall behind the bed, Alf had one hand on the wall to push back on to me, the other with his thumb over the top of his bottle of poppers.
PinoyBoy reached up with his spare hand, and with one finger, placed it on the underside of my cock, feeling it thrust in and out of Alf. He moved his finger up and down the length of my cock, past my balls and pushed in to my taint, causing my cock to twitch harder inside Alf.
I wondered what I could do to give PinoyBoy a better look, so I pulled out of Alf and lay down beside him. With a tug of his arm I encouraged Alf up on his knees and positioned him over my cock. Alf got the idea and slowly impaled himself on my pole and the feeling of his warm hole swallowing my cock was heaven.
PinoyBoy did as I expected and moved to the end of the bed, his chin on the mattress to get a close-up view of Alf’s hole and my disappearing meat. I could feel him pushing on my taint again, pulling my balls and driving me crazy.
Alf got up from his knees and on to his feet, all the while gripping me tight inside him. He squatted over my cock and began to bounce, his meaty quads straining with the work, his hairy calves gripped in my hands to provide balance.
With more space to see, PinoyBoy moved in closer and returned to rubbing the base of my cock with his finger, for a while. Slowly his finger aligned with my cock and eventually was making it’s way into Alf. I was fucking him while PinoyBoy was fingering him and the tightness with both of us in there was amazing.
By now, PinoyBoy had knelt up the bed to get more leverage on his fingering of Alf, and he moved in close. I could feel his cut cock head rubbing against my ass crack and again I wondered if PinoyBoy wanted to fuck me.
I wasn’t in the mood to take cock, it’s very rare for me and never in a hook-up situation. But I figured PinoyBoy was deserving of his fun too. So I pulled Alf off of being on top, and positioned him on his knees on the bed, with PinoyBoy still knelt upright at the end. I grabbed another condom and passed it to PinoyBoy, and gestured in the direction of Alf’s Amazing Ass. PinoyBoy just shock his head and gestured for me to carry on.
So with Alf on all fours, I got behind him to carry on my drilling of his sweet ass. Alf seemed to like as with his head down he was able to sniff his poppers non-stop and the aroma was getting thick in the room now. Each to their own, I say.
PinoyBoy, ever the curious voyeur, lay down and scooched up the bed until he was looking up at my balls, watching my cock thrusting in and out of Alf. That seemed to be PinoyBoy’s thing, watching up close. This time when I leaned back and grabbed his cock, PinoyBoy left me, and I let my body rhythm fuck Alf and jerk PinoyBoy at the same time for a while. I think that PinoyBoy even started licking my balls, or at least sticking out his tongue so my balls slapped it while I thrusted.
I was speeding up now, ploughing Alf pretty roughly, his hands reaching back to grab my ass and pull me into him harder. He slowly sank in to the mattress until he was flat, and I was fucking down in to his ass. PinoyBoy had moved back to the side and then came around to the front to watch me fuck from above.
Getting more courageous, PinoyBoy put one leg over Alf’s back, sitting astride him but facing me. His cock was basically above mine, being jerked as he looked down at my cock sliding in and out of Alf. Again I reached out and fondled PinoyBoy’s balls and he didn’t seem to mind. I wondered if he would let me suck him, so I pulled his balls upwards until he sat up, and I was able to bend over just enough to get my mouth close to his cock. He stopped me with one hand but I pushed harder and he took his hand away, basically granting me access to his cock.
So my own dick was buried in Alf’s ass, and I was craned over to take PinoyBoy in my mouth, with one hand cupping his balls. I can tell you I was aching at this point from all the muscles in use at the same time.
PinoyBoy had been completely silent through the whole session, even when my lips covered his cut head. I slid my tongue around, using my lips to massage up and down his shaft and I had barely even started when I felt a hot gush of cum filling my mouth. With that my drilling of Alf’s ass slowed a little, and PinoyBoy was trying to pull away from my face, but I held his butt tight and pulled him in to me so I could milk every last drop.
When I looked up, PinoyBoy look vaguely horrified, climbed off of Alf’s back and ran to the bathroom ensuite, sliding the door closed behind him.
Alf sort of turned to me to ask what happened. “He came” I shrugged and continued to plough with renewed energy in to Alf.
The strain of the last few minutes was taking its toll on my, my arms beginning to ache. I flipped Alf over on his back again and continued in a sitting missionary position. The poppers were making my head spin a little but I held on to his knees and managed to find a quick and fast rhythm for a while.
The problem with poppers, for me, is that they can make me incredibly horny…but they don’t help me to cum. In fact, they can slow it down. Time seemed to stand still as I fucked Alf and it went on for what seemed like ages. Earlier I could have come a million different times, but now I felt I had come full circle and wasn’t anywhere close.
I decided to focus on Alf again, stroking his cock in time with my thrusting. I varied my technique, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, taking my cues from Alf’s moans and grinding. It wasn’t long before I could feel his ass clench and I was rewarded with several strings of cum, gushing over my fist from beneath his tight foreskin. Alf grunted in time with the pulses of his cock, covering his stomach in cum.
My thrusting slowed, and I pulled out. I brought my cum-covered hand to my face and licked his juice from my fingers. Alf reached up and grabbed my hand, bringing it to his own mouth and finish to the clean up with his tongue.
I lay down next to him, and took off the condom. I was still rock hard but figured I would have to find my rhythm again to shoot my own load. I jerked a little while, until Alf knelt between my legs and started a slow and sensuous blowjob. I was enjoying the moment, not really feeling like I had to cum, but Alf was persistent. His tongue was working magic on my meat, his hands cupping and tugging on my balls as I lay there enjoying the sensations. This went on for a while until Alf asked me “Are you close?”
“Not really” I said, although my cock was hard as nails and I was loving his handiwork.
“See if this will help” he said, and before I knew it he’d straddled my cock and sat back, easing on to my pole again. He clenched tight with his ass muscles and the immediate sensation lit a fire in my groin.
Alf rocked backwards and forwards, side to side, grinding his ass on my pole. Every second was a sweet sensation, my hands feeling the smoothness of his thighs, his lips leaning down to touch mine. This all felt far different from the hard fucking of the last couple of hours, this was something else. Gentler, but more intense somehow.
Alf got the desperate look in his eyes again, the hungry need to be filled. His grinding slowly got faster, as he began to rise and fall on my meat spear. He fucked himself on my cock, now getting more violent and still clenching hard, stimulating my beyond my senses. It was inevitable, the warmth beginning low down, spreading, rising, my balls tightening up and before I knew it my cock was spurting, milked by Alf’s ass as he bounced through my orgasm and slowed as my pulses faded. He slowed to a gentle rocking motion again, gripping and relaxing on my cock as it softened inside him. He leaned in to kiss me then fell on top of me, our hands and lips caressing each other tenderly as we had at the beginning.
We lay for a while in each other’s arms, sweat cooling on our skin, our breathing returned to normal.
“Did you enjoy my little bonus?” he asked me as we lay there.
“Yeah, I wasn’t expecting two loads” I replied. “He was a bit weird though, wouldn’t let me touch him and he blew his load instantly when I sucked his cock”.
“Wonder if he’s OK?” asked Alf, as he climbed up from the bed and slid open the bathroom door.
There was no sign of PinoyBoy. Guess he must have left while Alf and I were otherwise engaged.
“Who was he?” I enquired.
“No idea” laughed Alf. “I saw him on Grindr when I invited you over, sent him your pic and asked if he wanted a threesome. He said he only wanted to watch”.
“Guess he got a bit more than that!” I said.
One Singaporean and one unexpected Filipino in one afternoon. Guess I did my bit for ASEAN relations that afternoon.
Hi I was wondering as a top and having bottom before, what are some ways both top and bottom can do to prepare beforehand for sex? Is an enema really important to help in cleaning or a substitute can be done?
I've got to be honest, enemas (sometimes called a douche) has never been a regular part of my sex life.Some guys will disagree with me, and oddly they are mostly American. Most guys, if they have a diet rich in fibre and have normal regular bowel movement will naturally evacuate enough with no further preparation required. Poop doesn't hang around in the healthy rectal cavity between bathroom visits, so unless he has a 30cm cock he's not going far enough in for it to be a worry. If you think you might be having anal sex and are anxious, I would recommend to take a dump a few hours earlier if possible. If you're still anxious then take a shower and use a finger to check up there and make sure there are no surprises left for your top.There shouldn't be much more too it.Safe sex - using a condom is not only protection against STDs but also 'accidents'. But basically, if you're going to get in to regular uphill gardening, at some more things might get a little dirty. Shit happens.The top can be prepared with a hand towel nearby to wipe up any bits of dirt if it happens. And he can make sure not to shame the bottom for it. Either don't draw attention to it, or laugh it off and carry on. But in my experience it's rare.In fact, most of the regular partners in my life have been up for it anytime, with no preparation at all. The spontaneity is hotter than spending hours OK the bathroom squirting water up your bum.If it's your first time, your top can also prepare by reading my guide at http://adventurousangmoh.tumblr.com/post/145942600Let me know how you get on!
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Yeah, it’s really difficult to find good asian bottom + white top porn. Aside from Tumblr, I usually check out Pornhub, Xtube, or MyVidster.PORNHUB
Pornhub is very extensive, but I find the search function too limited. You can’t really get into detail to find what you’re looking for. What’s good though is they have video playlists and if you find a good white/asian playlist, then you’re set.
Here’s my favourite:https://www.pornhub.com/playlist/1365651 (290 videos)
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Xtube has a lot more amateur stuff and definitely more content. Mostly a hit or miss though and a lot of the good ones require paying for them. Using the search function usually works. Xtube doesn’t have playlists so it’s more of knowing which users have good videos, here’s some good ones:
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MYVIDSTER
I would say MyVidster is the best if you’re looking for something specific. The search function is good and it has video playlists too. Since the videos aren’t hosted there, you can find a lot of obscure videos you can’t normally find on the main porn sites. The best users to check out are:
http://www.myvidster.com/profile/r90s (he finds the best white/asian videos and organises them into different playlists)
http://www.myvidster.com/profile/Peik (focuses more on daddy/son videos but a lot of white/asian ones too)
http://www.myvidster.com/profile/dasian (he has a lot of good studio ones)
http://www.myvidster.com/profile/chinomen (if you want to find good ones from xtube)
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