When I was younger, I always saw myself in an exclusively bottom/submissive position in a relationship or in sexual trysts and liaisons. The men in my life tended to reflect this general disposition of mine. Over the years though I discovered the other side of me, the ability to actually put my male tools to proper use for a change. It comes to no surprise that I have grown pretty fond of the alternative acts, but it does come with a slight problem. Premature explosions.
Now really I'm all up for dandy good times and rolling in the hay but whenever I reach Cloud 9 within a few minutes of insertion it always eats at my ego and is usually an embarrassing experience for both parties. Granted that my usual top sessions are relatively few and far between when I haven't had myself some action in some time, it may be fair to take those factors into consideration with my inability to cope with the heat and pleasure.
That is not to say I haven't occasionally found myself going beyond my usual median threshold but suffice to say it'd be good if I could perform without apprehensions and constantly having to worry about early fireworks. I reckon it's usually when I've exhausted my earlier reserves that I find myself performing relatively longer although if that is a prerequisite to every bout in bed that is rather sad really.
I reckon what I need is a relatively consistent bottom partner to train myself on a perpetual basis to hone my skills and tolerance so that the next time I engage in the acts of pleasure giving (as opposed to constantly being on the receiving end) I can at least perform to the level of a competent male. Because fuck me, I'm in my 20s. Time to buck up.
After experiencing the best of both worlds I have to say being the assertive partner in sexual encounters can be quite a challenge seeing as you carry the weight of the whole experience and contribute to the overall rhythm of the act. Although on a plus point the mess is far less contentious to deal with and you don't have to worry about any serious sores the day after.
If anyone has some tips and pointers to share on how to improve in being a top I'm all ears. Male ego cast aside and all that jazz. Shoot away lads. Figuratively speaking of course.
Wednesday, 24 July 2013
Sunday, 14 July 2013
Alvin and Vivian Ramadhan Controversy
Recently the controversial duet Alvivi (of NUS sex video fame) posted a picture up on the consumption of a famous pork based soup dish in mockery of the breaking of fast for the month of Ramadhan. This has obviously led to alot of upset feelings amongst the Malay/Muslim community of Malaysia due to the obvious mockery of their religion and customs (pork is banned from consumption by Muslims if you have been living under a rock).
Naturally with race relations being so rocky after the election, their series of actions have led to an inevitable firestorm of sentiment and anger. And naturally our government and politicians are rattling their sabres and knives screaming for the blood of these two now, demanding the most serious of legal actions be taken against them.
Today they have finally posted an apology video:
Now the thing about this Alvivi couple is that I generally find myself in support of most of their previous actions as questionable morally as it may be. When they argued for liberal values of having the right to showcase to all and sundry their sexual prowess and to discuss frankly and openly sexuality without fear I was genuinely on their side. I have even read most of Alvin's postings and write ups both legal and political and found myself sharing his point of view more often than not. He was after all a law student at the National University of Singapore at one point, and his rebellious streak and decision to stand by his unorthodox principles no matter the cost made me respect him, albeit subtly and discretely.
And then he goes full retard mode with this latest posting and I find myself slamming my face into my desk. Really now, if his idea is to play agent provocateur, he should have been smarter about it and should have seriously reconsidered his target parody hit. No really, for someone that has spent a fair deal of his life time growing up in Malaysia is he really so ignorant and stupid to not be aware of Muslim sensitivities and the level of backlash he and Vivian would receive?
Further, knowing him and his views, it is more likely than not that he intended to make a particular stand on purpose before back tracking from the legal forces that are about to come down hard upon him. His blatant disregard for the potential melt down in ethnic relations is downright irresponsible and idiotic and thank fuck he (apparently) recognises this too from his new pseudo-apology video. If this picture becomes the catalyst for any rise in violence or further degeneration of our Malaysian society along racial lines any collateral damage that results from his incompetent actions will lie squarely on his shoulders. I target Alvin here because he is clearly the brains of all operations and ideas while Vivian tends to be his convenient female accessory. The woman is barely competent in her grasp of the English language let alone the intricacies of political matters.
Oh Alvin, you've really outdone yourself this time. Stick to sexually liberating matters and keep your fingers out of religious politics before you get yourselves killed. Don't become like that other asshole Namewee which all the dipshit Chinese Nationalists in Malaysia seem to have such a hard on for. Yes, I dislike Namewee with a passion. Sod off if he's your messiah. And yes I'm Chinese but I think he's another vulgar twathead that is bereft of talent or class. I'm aware of the hypocrisy here with regards to vulgarity. Sue me.
Naturally with race relations being so rocky after the election, their series of actions have led to an inevitable firestorm of sentiment and anger. And naturally our government and politicians are rattling their sabres and knives screaming for the blood of these two now, demanding the most serious of legal actions be taken against them.
Today they have finally posted an apology video:
Now the thing about this Alvivi couple is that I generally find myself in support of most of their previous actions as questionable morally as it may be. When they argued for liberal values of having the right to showcase to all and sundry their sexual prowess and to discuss frankly and openly sexuality without fear I was genuinely on their side. I have even read most of Alvin's postings and write ups both legal and political and found myself sharing his point of view more often than not. He was after all a law student at the National University of Singapore at one point, and his rebellious streak and decision to stand by his unorthodox principles no matter the cost made me respect him, albeit subtly and discretely.
And then he goes full retard mode with this latest posting and I find myself slamming my face into my desk. Really now, if his idea is to play agent provocateur, he should have been smarter about it and should have seriously reconsidered his target parody hit. No really, for someone that has spent a fair deal of his life time growing up in Malaysia is he really so ignorant and stupid to not be aware of Muslim sensitivities and the level of backlash he and Vivian would receive?
Further, knowing him and his views, it is more likely than not that he intended to make a particular stand on purpose before back tracking from the legal forces that are about to come down hard upon him. His blatant disregard for the potential melt down in ethnic relations is downright irresponsible and idiotic and thank fuck he (apparently) recognises this too from his new pseudo-apology video. If this picture becomes the catalyst for any rise in violence or further degeneration of our Malaysian society along racial lines any collateral damage that results from his incompetent actions will lie squarely on his shoulders. I target Alvin here because he is clearly the brains of all operations and ideas while Vivian tends to be his convenient female accessory. The woman is barely competent in her grasp of the English language let alone the intricacies of political matters.
Oh Alvin, you've really outdone yourself this time. Stick to sexually liberating matters and keep your fingers out of religious politics before you get yourselves killed. Don't become like that other asshole Namewee which all the dipshit Chinese Nationalists in Malaysia seem to have such a hard on for. Yes, I dislike Namewee with a passion. Sod off if he's your messiah. And yes I'm Chinese but I think he's another vulgar twathead that is bereft of talent or class. I'm aware of the hypocrisy here with regards to vulgarity. Sue me.
Wednesday, 10 July 2013
London Pride
This post is way overdue but just a weekend or two ago London had it's Pride Day with the expected Pride Parades. Coming from conservative Malaysia, it comes to no surprise that I've had no experience whatsoever with regards to fashionable and fabulous events of such colour and so I got myself there as a curious observer. Naturally.
I'll say, London is pretty gay. Gayer than I had initially given it credit for. Soho (Gayville) in London was teeming with a ridiculous number of people and I think that segment of the city became a third world nation for awhile with all the bottles and trash littering the streets. Come on Britain, you're supposed to be a First World nation. Don't be daft and forget your civic lessons from school, Lord Almighty.
The Parade itself was rather interesting with a variety of colours and causes both political and religious being advanced. So we had the Gay athiests, Hindu, Christian, Catholics, environmentalist, geek, communist, lawyers, doctors, firemen, army yadda yadda associations all coming out of the woodwork and giving us a damn good display on the streets of Oxford Circus, down Regent's Street all the way towards Picadilly and finally stopping at Trafalgar Square for the Grand Concert.
Above all the association that impressed me most was the LGBT Muslim association. When they came out, the crowd cheered louder than ever. Instinctively I cheered pretty damn loud myself before even realising it. In a way I was just happy seeing my fellow Muslims having a voice of tolerance and trying to initiate a renaissance of acceptance, and even though it would be a long long arduous road ahead fraught with dangers and challenges, these brave men and women led the charge. Almost brought me to tears to be honest.
There was also the LGBT lawyers marching around in their fancy wigs and robes. The Bar Standards Board must be indulging in much wailing, groaning and gnashing of teeth at the sight of the symbols of judicial might being used so fabulously. Conversely, one could say justice is being paraded for a good cause. I digress. Instinctively one of the gay lawyers stuck a gay lawyer sticker on my shoulder (I was getting all sorts of stickers put upon me even as an observer). Maybe I just have a legal vibe about me. Makes all the bitches at Heaven seem to think I'm pompous and hate on me for some reason. Oh well, no surprise when half of the idiots there are doing fine art and fashion and other assorted bullshit courses. Fuck me, digressed again.
One of my straight friends spontaneously decided to drop by in London on that day itself. Obviously being the closeted bisexual I did not let my true inclinations out for all and sundry and that included hiding said inclinations from him. We met up and he interestingly enough was all for attending the LGBT event in Trafalgar Square and just showing his support and tolerance as a straight man without prejudice towards the community. Even took a picture with a fabulous transsexual there. These are the types of people I want to surround myself with. Open minded, compassionate and non judgmental. I appreciate him really.
Later that day I decided to join a white friend whom used to like me quite abit to party. I got dragged into Soho and there was Black Pride for the Afro-Carribean LGBT community of London being held at one corner near a small square/park. So I joined my old admirer and his black faghag to dance with the rest of the LGBT Afro-Carribeans to soulful black music. I think I must have been the only Asian dancing in a crowd of very happy gay black men. Did I mention I kinda like blacks? Not that I've tried one and most Asians are so judgmental about that. Fuck off. Don't hate.
Finally on the night itself one of the clubs was having the Backstreet Boys and the Wanted performing back to back after midnight. Got myself hammered with my black and white bitches and we looked like a colorful United Nations of Drunkards. The line was bloody awful because apparently the Backstreet Uncles are still popular with the faggots of London.
Waited in line for the next 2 hours or so till my high went down although at least the people in the line were interesting. Some Americans and Australians added to the fun. So we were all tossing nationality and racial jokes at each other and when it came to me nobody had shit to use against Malaysia because most people don't know jack shit about Malaysia anyway. So instead I got all kinds of racist Thai jokes thrown my way. Bugger me senseless, apparently Malaysians like to give "sucky sucky 3.50 Baht" and what not. Luckily I wasn't Thai or I would just be slightly offended.
And yes I obviously missed out on the Backstreet Boys because of the retardedly long queue although at least I got to catch the Wanted. Gotta pity the Wanted though, everyone was leaving as soon as the Backstreet Boys were done. Overall it was a good weekend. London's fun when its this gay.
I'll say, London is pretty gay. Gayer than I had initially given it credit for. Soho (Gayville) in London was teeming with a ridiculous number of people and I think that segment of the city became a third world nation for awhile with all the bottles and trash littering the streets. Come on Britain, you're supposed to be a First World nation. Don't be daft and forget your civic lessons from school, Lord Almighty.
The Parade itself was rather interesting with a variety of colours and causes both political and religious being advanced. So we had the Gay athiests, Hindu, Christian, Catholics, environmentalist, geek, communist, lawyers, doctors, firemen, army yadda yadda associations all coming out of the woodwork and giving us a damn good display on the streets of Oxford Circus, down Regent's Street all the way towards Picadilly and finally stopping at Trafalgar Square for the Grand Concert.
Very courageous
Barrister in wig and gown hidden in the left.
One of my straight friends spontaneously decided to drop by in London on that day itself. Obviously being the closeted bisexual I did not let my true inclinations out for all and sundry and that included hiding said inclinations from him. We met up and he interestingly enough was all for attending the LGBT event in Trafalgar Square and just showing his support and tolerance as a straight man without prejudice towards the community. Even took a picture with a fabulous transsexual there. These are the types of people I want to surround myself with. Open minded, compassionate and non judgmental. I appreciate him really.
Crowds at Trafalgar Square
Later that day I decided to join a white friend whom used to like me quite abit to party. I got dragged into Soho and there was Black Pride for the Afro-Carribean LGBT community of London being held at one corner near a small square/park. So I joined my old admirer and his black faghag to dance with the rest of the LGBT Afro-Carribeans to soulful black music. I think I must have been the only Asian dancing in a crowd of very happy gay black men. Did I mention I kinda like blacks? Not that I've tried one and most Asians are so judgmental about that. Fuck off. Don't hate.
Soho being bloody crowded
Waited in line for the next 2 hours or so till my high went down although at least the people in the line were interesting. Some Americans and Australians added to the fun. So we were all tossing nationality and racial jokes at each other and when it came to me nobody had shit to use against Malaysia because most people don't know jack shit about Malaysia anyway. So instead I got all kinds of racist Thai jokes thrown my way. Bugger me senseless, apparently Malaysians like to give "sucky sucky 3.50 Baht" and what not. Luckily I wasn't Thai or I would just be slightly offended.
And yes I obviously missed out on the Backstreet Boys because of the retardedly long queue although at least I got to catch the Wanted. Gotta pity the Wanted though, everyone was leaving as soon as the Backstreet Boys were done. Overall it was a good weekend. London's fun when its this gay.
I'm glad you came. *cheeky smile*
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