Open Shower Play

Dear Zach,

Last evening, I went to Chakran after a month of not having sex. I was extremely horny I literally jerked off every night in the shower before sleep. I wanted to get my monthly massage session fixed but my wallet is running tight. So I decided to go to Chakran instead.

I arrived at 7pm - not much of a crowd. It made sense because it was on the weekday. Ten minutes in the dry sauna, I was already making out and sucking cock of one indian guy. I proceed to the steambath room and let some hungry suckers savoring my cock. But the most happening times for me were at the open shower area, where I got to quick swallow a big-dick indian, and got raw fucked by this tall bald indian daddy top.

I walked out of the steambath room naked as I passed by this mature daddy. Then, he followed me to the open shower as I tried to cool myself down with the chilling water cascading from the shower. He stood next to my shower, gently placed his hand on my erogenous zones and reached over my left to grab the publicly shared shower gel. I playfully grab his thick cock as he reached over. He squirted a few drops of the shower gel, lathering on his stocky body as he got closer to my back, and slid his hands across my back to my chest, lathering his soapy hands from my chest to my orifice. Before I knew it, he was poking his dick against my orifice, knowing what was coming next. He was trying to find a hidden lube at the top of the rusty pipe, but the lube is not slippery enough to penetrate me, so I used a bit of the shower gel instead to lube his dick up, and he slid inside me smoothly.

There were a few indian guys walked in on us were surprised by the sight of us fucking openly. But it was dark but they could make out the silhouettes of one big indian guy humping a pale chinese bottom at the corner of the shower room. Some of them stood aimlessly under the shower just to watch us. He finished outside of my ass. He thanked me and took a shower and left. 

I continued cruising around in the steambath room to have a great foreplay before I left at 9pm. 

Surrender Value

Dear Zach,

Few days ago, I happened to have delivered a few orders in the area where the insurance company at, I dropped by at the place and requested an update of my surrender value of my life insurance policy in which my dad had bought for me since I turned 21.

As expected, the value is half of what I was insured. I haven't been paying for this policy because the interest has paid off itself. In other word, I have a sum of money sitting there collecting dust. I have been toying the idea about withdrawal, since I have no one else, other than my dad, to leave something behind with if I die. The sum of the money I have isn't a large one, rather it is an amount that I could live comfortably without working for at least 2.5 years. Since I am working with minimum wages, my savings are now safe without depleting. But there were some times I would still have to use my savings for some random purchases.

Since my day time delivery work is now stable, I am thinking to work at night for a few hours in some garments shop at the mall. At least the few hours of work could supplement my total income.

I hope there is easy way out to get some serious cash. I would have loved to continue making my own porns but I would have been in jail by now. 

    

Ex fuck buddy Vet

Dear Zach,

His oddly familiar face plastered on the death memorial template in some random Veterinary clinic, which popped up in my newsfeed in Fb as I was scrolling down aimlessly. I was about to scroll down away until I saw his name spread across in the right center of the alignment in bold italic form. Then, I saw he was addressed in his shortened form of nickname, only then I remembered about him.

I was a bit shocked to learn about his passing. If I remember correctly, we met through Instagram years back when I was in my early 20s. He was a lean and good-looking malay guy in his mid-20s who worked as Vet. We corresponded on IG chat for quite sometime before we decided to finally meet up for sex. He came straight after work at night. He wasn't particularly tall. But he was a handsome guy with subtle moustache.

I sneaked him into my room at night after my parents asleep. He was such a great kisser. And, ultimately, an excellent ass rimmer. The sex was definitely top-tier. He knew what he was doing and did it very well.

Our sex always ended up in euphoria. I rarely cum for a top but he was one of the exception where both of us cum together. Since then, we became regular for sex. Every 3 weeks, we would meet up for sex at night at my place. The sex had always been great.

As usual, the sex has become less frequent as the months went on. To the point where we both stopped contacting each other and moved on.

Until today, in the mid afternoon, I stumbled upon his memorial post on FB randomly. He had a bright future as Vet. But he died fairly young. I wasn't sure how FB algorithm decided to show me this post. Literally, life is short. 

     

Fat Masseur Gives The Best Blowjob

Dear Zach,

I found this fat masseur in google last year. I didn't know he was fat, probably late 50 year old, until I met him in real person for massage service. His pricing is very cheap. RM60 for 1 hour massage is a bargain. And his private center is just 10 minutes away from my house. When I arrived, the shop was located upstairs with a signage about will writing consultation and service. Interesting. I was led to a corner of the premise where the room is sequestered for massage session - a massage bed, a table with stacked towels and a few bottle of oils.

The first session was great. He was very cautious to massage any part of my erogenous zones. The 2nd time I engaged with him again and told him that he didn't need to by shy and can massage those parts because I feel good about it being massaged. My purpose was to test if he was interested in giving me some extra service. The session turned out as I expected. He massage those parts, as I turned and laid on my back, he slyly slipped his hands across my balls and tips of my hardon. Then, he asked if I wanted to try a dick massage, which I don't usually do because it is just an assisted jerking off. I turned him down, but he proceed by grabbing my dick, stroke up and down as he closed his eyes, feeling my pulsating dick. And then he proceed to slide his hand across my chest and nipple playfully.

The 3rd session was when he started to giving me the great blowjob. My body was slick with oil as he deep dived sucking my dick hungrily. But, not sure if he was so good in giving me head or the massage improves the blood circulation of everywhere, I came fairly quick.

As the sessions went on, he seemed to be anticipating toward the end of the session. We started making out. Him eagerly sucking my oil slicking cock, until I cum in his mouth. He said I was the first customer he has ever given a blowjob to. "you are such a naughty naughty boy..." He smirked. Somehow his massage quality starting to drop as the extra service ensued. Therefore, I would only find him if I really needed to release. Or else I wouldn't go to him anymore.

In fact, I asked him if he fancies giving me blowjob sometime. He said yes. "You are the only guy I've given blowjob to but not others. Reason being I like you gentle kiss and make me feel good. So why not?". He gives the best blowjob so far. So why not engage him for a good time? 

You see, I seem to always be somebody else's first time. In fact, I have taken away a few virgins in my hand. 

 

Trip Cut Short

Dear Zach,

I've managed to have the house for myself for a few days after my dad left for Singapore. I invited my regular Pakistanis top over to my house after I came back from Chakran sauna having great time sucking a few dicks and getting fucked raw inside the dark steam room. The sex with the Pakis top was good as usual. This time, we have tried several sex positions since we got to have sex on the real bed instead of his floor carpet used as a substitute for the mattress he sleeps on.

Few days later, my brother dropped in from Singapore and stay home for work for a week. Today I've got to know that my dad had been feeling ill since Thursday due to food poisoning. Therefore, he won't be joining the crew for the europe trip and will be coming back home tomorrow. It has been a few weeks of bad omen. 2 weeks prior to his trip, he's had persistent cough. The following week, he's had a persistent diarrhea after taken a sachet of fiber powder. Now, 3 days before the flight to the actual trip, he was down with food poisoning, vomiting and diarrhea. I am starting to think that he is being anxious about this trip since he was gonna be away home for a month. I knew how anxiety attack looks like when you have one - always nauseous. Or, could be my mum in heaven telling him that this trip is a bad omen.

I am actually relief that my dad decided not to go on this trip with my uncles. In fact, I have been quite worrying about him. I am sure that my dad is in utter disappointment since he has spent quite a few thousands buying new clothes, shoes, and luggage bag just for this trip. Also the cost of the trip has also been forfeited. He may be at huge loss of money, at least he is willing to forgo the idea of forcing himself going on this trip in his current state of condition. He was very looking forward to this trip, somehow God has new plan for him. If it is meant to be, it will be. 

Not Keen If It Isn't Raw

Dear Zach,

I tried to be courteous to Ben by texting him that I can host for a month, if he's keen to meet up again, let me know. He replied 3 minutes later with "sure" nonchalantly.

12 hours later, he asked if I am into raw with him. I told me no.

"I am not sure if you are raw fucking others." I replied. 

What he replied next was "okay, thanks. I am not keen." Just like that, he did not even rebut saying he didn't fuck others raw but with condom. He pretty much gaslighted me. In this case, I am pretty sure he has been fucking raw with others since he didn't deny it.

Thanks for being honest. I guess raw sexing with him was a mistake to begin with. I am pretty sure he has gotten used to raw sex now. I can't risk without knowing actual his sexual health status. He has always been very shady about his personal sex history. He claims that he has been taking prep. But I never believed him. 

During the time we were raw fucking, after sex, I felt very guilty and afraid with what-ifs. What if he lies about his busy schedule but fucking around with others raw? Not that I am jealous, but he is not the person who would proactively take sexual health precaution when comes to sex. All these while we were having sex, I pray that he was clean. Every 3 months I took the test and came out clean, I would inform him about my results. Whereas he wouldn't do such thing. If I were to ask him to do a testing, he would throw a fit at me. 

I could have taken PreP for him. Somehow, his frequent cancelling on our meetup has occurred to me that taking PreP is just a waste of money and effort.

Therefore, I am not gonna hold on to him now. His final text meant that he is no longer interested in me. I am okay. I removed his contact and blocked him forever.

We had a great times, but great times always come to the end.

  

Home To Myself

Dear Zach,

My dad will be going to Europe trip for 3 weeks, but, prior to this trip, he will drop by Singapore to visit my brother and his family, mainly just to visit the grandkids.

Since I have the whole house for myself, it is ideal for me to host for sex. I could have pre-invited Ben - my no.1 top - so that he could make some time in advance just to meet at my place for sex. But our last text exchange was 30th of March, which was 2 months ago when I tried inviting him over to my place as my dad was on a short trip to Melaka, he said he would be in other state that time. How convenient. I gave him time to text me again to see if he was still keen on meeting me over the next two months. Two months passed, apparently he wasn't. I am not surprised - our sex arrangement have since been changed such as our timing for meetup were never be able to be compromised, our last sex was fully protected as opposed to bareback sex in which he prefers, and he has a girlfriend now. I wanted to shoot him a text but I have the strong premonition that he would give an excuse to turn down the meetup. He is always unavailable whenever I tried texting him first. 

There is this another top who has been texting me for meetup over the past few months. Our sex used to be great. But it becomes a bore eventually. And his dick isn't my ideal type.

Or I could invite this Pakistanis top I have been meeting quite frequently these days. We have been meeting at noon lunch time that suits his time. We always have sex at his place before we go to work in our separate ways. Not sure if he is available to meet at night. I can try.

With grindr being out of option, I have no one else to booty call. This feels like back to my early 20s where I relied on craigslist or planetromeo web to search for random hookup.

I could go to Chakran sauna. Probably I would. 

    

Toxic Drivers

Dear Zach,

I have joined a delivery driver group community in FB and I have read a lot of experiences and encounters of others on how they overcome and diffuse the situation when shits hit the fan. Also, some interesting event unfold during the delivery process being shared so that other drivers can take notice. But, mainly, the group is just a bunch of whiny, angry, and low EQ drivers spreading their toxic negativity faith to others because of the low fare for drivers, complaints from customers, and undeniably injustice from the customer service to the drivers.

These kind of posts I would try my best to avoid reading it. Somehow, I can't stop myself but to read and understand the frustration and despair on what they are going through. The comments from other drivers don't really help much but to add more oil to the blazing fire itself, trying to justify their wrong to right just because they are unhappy with everything and everyone but themselves.

The more I read, the more I am influenced by them in terms of thought, mindset, and action. Like I am constantly angry - angry about over nothing. Like I always assume things happened to these drivers would someday happen to me. Like I always needed to raise up my shield against them when it happened. Despite I work 3 hours a day in the afternoon, my mind is fried from thinking all the possible forms of spiteful events if I deliver the goods late to the customers. 

Ever since I started to combine a few orders in one way delivery, the expected time to delivery has become slightly longer than usual. What was used to be 5 stars service now has drop to 4.97. I am no longer getting any review for my service. All that has ceased since I learnt how to combine orders and send in one shot. 

What can I do? The fare is bad and low, the only way to recoup is to grab a few orders combined and make the best out of it. Somehow this method has allowed me to go home much earlier, in which I have nothing to complain about.

I am not sure if the influence has anything to do with my frequent lash out at my dad or my dad has been very petulant with himself. His hearing is getting worst therefore I would raise my voice at him and lashing out my excess frustration simultaneously.    

This has been said for the umpteenth times - social media is extremely bad influence. I think it is time to avoid that group for a while now.