Despite myself, this is turning out to be a very interesting trip.

On Sunday evening, I found myself, on short notice, in the hotel room of an Indian man. Sadly, he wasn’t much better than the Chinese of a few days before. In fact, you might even say he was worse. Although he was a good kisser, I think I’ve disproven the myth about Indians with big dicks - either that or I’ve found the exception to the rule. Worst of all - he came “unexpectedly” far too soon. As a friend of mine said, “no one wants the mayo before they have enjoyed the foot long sub”. What’s worse is that this wasn’t even half a foot long. He was like a child’s value meal at McDonald’s with a dud toy.

In any case, that didn’t matter. What mattered was that I suddenly found myself on a previously unplanned quest to personally “unite” the peoples of malaysia!! Since I had “had” a Chinese and an Indian, all I needed was a Malay to make this trip very “muhibbah“, i.e. harmonious, as in society!

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Fast forward. Monday night. Again, unexpectedly, though with more advance notice, I found myself in a corner of Kuala Lumpur that I rarely frequent, in a flat with two young men - yes, I found myself involved in a threesome!

The thing about being the odd one out in a threesome is that it’s hard to be sure whether you are the spectacle and hence the centre of attention, or whether you are the main course and merely a receptacle… However, when you are in the heat of the action, with all orifices plugged, although given the “Asian-sizes”, not necessarily fully or satisfactorily, one really doesn’t have the time or the inclination to think this matter through clearly… I was enjoying the attention, whatever the intent behind it, and revelling in the mass of limbs entangled in the orgy.

One of the blokes was a Chinese and one was of mixed heritage (Thai-Chinese and Malay). So in a sense, with the half-Malay, I mysteriously achieved my mission of “uniting” the races of Malaysia through no intentional effort of my own! It was as if there were “external forces” at work orchestrating all this… However, given my tendency for perfection, I probably wouldn’t be happy until this is done properly…!

So I’m on a quest for a Malay, although a half-Malay would suffice at this stage! And if other ethnicities present themselves, I welcome the opportunity to relish in the multiculturalism that is Malaysia!

Posted on January 25th, 2006 by jl
Filed under: Life's gay!