Geylang, Our Hollywood

[euks]

I requested the forum moderator to delete my previous thread as I contain a bit too much details that left samster to speculate who are the girls in my story.
I remain good friends with several of the girls that had or will be featuring in my postings
When I was penning my experiences, I was simply drawing from memory bank without careful considerations.

I had so far enjoy the experience of penning my journey and is tempted to continue.

For samsters who found my posting too sappy for your liking, I truely understand and appreciate your zapping.
Like you, I understand geylang is for fucking, not romance and a part of me is embarrassed that I got emotional even after 12 years of seeing the in and outs of geylang

For the rest of the old lazy lurkers samsters who read and can relate to my story, please do give me more feed back. It will help direct me on what to pen down from my messy memories.

I will continue this thread in the Legal Geylang Scene instead of Adult discussion or matters of the heart simply because it focuses on the essence of our Geylang... Our Hollywood
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[euks]

Working ladies, lonely man, cheap alcohol, illegal intoxicants, great food, gambling den, thugs, STDs,

Drama....

Every once in a while, I can't help but allow myself to be thrown into this little poisonous circus...

Like many of the rest of the Singapore man, life can get pretty monotonous or meaningless. Family responsibilities, husband/bf responsibilities, job responsibilities, social expectations, peer pressure and even our very own ego weighs on our very shoulders. Above all, we are fighting against how we are program each and every day -- Our balls cry out to spread our seeds each and every day, but society today has "evolved" to a very pretentious and complicated level today. There are so many sets of conflicting beliefs and rules. Where do we really stand? Which path should we take?

SCREW ALL THESE BULLSHIT. I finishing burning another 1min of my life and throw another 20cent worth onto the floor. A habitual smoker for 14 years, i no longer care how long I live but how to satisfy my daily needs.

My tirak finally came out from her room. She saw me, burst into smile and walked to the entrance of the house. Ignoring the stare of her numbered colleagues and other bypassing customers (and the leaving customer she just finish engaging), she stretch out her hand and pull me into the house. I shyly walked in, hand in hand and dump a wad of cash into the OKTs hand. The fees for 2 session and overnight.

As I walk towards her room, I glance back at my tirak as she squats down and pack her things in the fish tank 001 , 369 , 999 seems to be teasing my happy tirak. 999 turn her head to me and gave me a cheeky wink as if to tell me look how much happiness i have injected into my tirak just be coming here. My tirak last customer turn around and gave me a look of amusement. I felt a little awkward but the feeling was quickly washed away by a sense of joy when my tirak watch me with her endearing eyes as she pack her things into the jewelery box I gave her.
369 tile her head to the right and squeal
"Look at your darling! Like Baby! Everyday see her take the box walk here walk there! So happy. I see also want to vomit"

My tirak smiled at me when she heard 369's teasing. A smile so genuinely happy that can be pulled off by couples that are in love. IN LOVE? Geylang? You got to be kidding me.

I am a "veteran" in Geylang. I had observed sammyboy forum, read and even gave advices in "Woes of a tirak" thread, witness many bros i met through many years of chionging went down. I am here for some quality sex. Screw the world, screw the girl. But here I am, burning cash not because I want sex tonight. But because I miss the company and the sense of romance with this girl who I paid money to fuck 8 months ago.

[euks]

A week before, I got an sms from an old regular that I used to frequently visit. Her boss had finally allow her to go home.
I smile brightly and after 6 months of intentional none contact, I gave her a call. We catch up alittle on old times.

KuanTing, is one of those working girls I rarely come across even after many years of playing in the scene. We have great sexual chemistry since the very first time I patronize her.
Sex With KuanTing has always been passionate and sometimes violent.
My dick always seems to yearn for her after I have a hard day at work. The action can start the very moment I step into the room.
Our kisses are most usually aggressive and well coordinated. Its like our lips is dancing Salsa, with her usually the slightly violent one as she likes to sneak a bite here and there, and my style a tad more cheeky as i like to break free from the intensity of the kisses from time to time just to watch her reaction, to tease her abit, and when I see puzzlement or hunger in her eyes, i will launch into another aggressive dances of our lips and tongue again.
I remember one time she got pissed while we were in the middle of our intense foreplay. I tried to ripped a piece of her clothing off while we were kissing. I didn't do it right and must have hurt her. She broke free from the kiss. I saw anger in her eyes but at the same time, her lipstick were smear all over her lips giving her a really sexy look. She must have shouted some insults but whatever she did say, wasn't file in my memory bank. I did remember I launch into another kiss just to shut her up and grab her neck carefully but firmly and pin her against her flimsy wardrobe.
When I felt her inner thighs dripping with her wetness, it was then I realize KuanTing enjoy the sense of being dominated and being pushed to the edge and losing control of herself.
That day my original 2 session stretch to 4 instead, and probably the first time I have a working girl extent the session without my permission when the OKT press that irritating intercom when the time is up.

The boss of the house is one of the more infamous iron fist style OKT. A min late from coming back from Goldenmile and the girl will be fine a ridiculous sum of money. When I was waiting for KuanTing in the past, I always watch the boss curse window shopping customers , and its a wonder that no drunkard customer had taught him a lesson to date.

KuanTing had pleaded with his boss to allow her to go back home many times since working in Geylang for a year (at least according to her). From what I know, the boss detained a huge sum of money from her. She is definately an ang pai in her house although I suspect her service fluctuates alot depending on her mood and customer. I always wonder why she didn't make a case with NTY if she were that desperate to go home.

She asked if we can have breakfast one last time before she go home. I reluctantly declined and explained that I am currently in a relationship and didn't think my GF will be too happy about it. (The irony is I am having a tirakship with another girl in another house)

I sense the disappointment. She asked If i will remember her.
I told her I definately will. Afterall, we had great sex for more than a year... almost weekly. I never did know if she genuinely felt anything for me. I follow my laws of chionging back then. Fuck and Fuck Off.
Quite a while back, I had watched her burst into tears and anger when once she lectured me about love after another great session. How I will never find love if I protect my feelings from getting hurt.
I couldn't bear to explain my real reasons to her back then. This is geylang, how ridiculous it is to talk about love.
Besides, her many past approaches and many of my observations also suggested she is a KC style working girl.
But she certainly can cry and cry convincingly.
I was definitely tempted to jump into a tirakship adventure with her back then, but she seems the kind that is out for monetary benefits, and I am one that is looking for a memorable journey while it last.

Fastforward today, I am so badly smitten that i even avoided a simple breakfast date simply because I knew my tirak will not be happy about it. I am in trouble, I know it. But yet I didn't pull myself out this time.
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P.S I gave her the name KuanTing as this is what she usually say whenever I act kuaiLan to her KC.
I never really asked what does KuanTing means but I am guessing its the same as KuaiLan

[euks]

My Tirak swing a hug the moment I enter the room and pull my head towards her for a kiss. She jump onto the bed and ask why did i visit her today.

I never did like to inform her beforehand whenever I visit. A part of me enjoy surprising her. The sly part of me wish I will be able to capture whatever evidences that will give me reasons to pull myself away from her.

Today I capture yet another one. Although looking back, it is a really petty one.

She is not wearing the Necklace i gave her a few weeks ago. Instead, I see her wearing something else. Something else that could only be given by another guy.

A pang of jealousy and suspicion hit me. I ponder if I should question her. I remember her commenting that she didn't really like the necklace I gave her but she like it because it is from me... her tirak.

I try to brush aside the thoughts and remind myself to enjoy the moment. I have heard of all the struggles of other bros with their tiraks and remember how silly some of their struggles are. This is one of the silly things that shouldn't be bothering me but it did.

We kiss and cuddles and tease each other on bed. She talked about her sister, and her parents back home, and said she is asking her sister to send her some photos of her hometown so she could show me.

My mind keep drifting to the new necklace on her neck. Is it from someone she like? Does she think and sms him daily? Who is he?

My memory bank pull out an unimportant file.
Tirak : Today a customer give me blah blah blah, I don't like! I ask him take back! Tell him I have boyfriend already! He angry!

It wasn't something worth taking note back then when she said this. Nevertheless it was kind of sweet hearing it.

And here she is, wearing a necklace given by someone else.
I bite my lips reminding that she is a working girl. How can i be bothered by something so trivial when there are so many other things that are real reasons that I should be pulling away.

Life of a tirak. I visualize myself shaking my head and laughing at myself. Geylang Hollywood. If you watch enough movies, one day u will be wanting to star in one of it. And here I am , starring in one of it. Although so far, mine seems to be more Bollywood.

Has my Tirak been protraying a fake image and made me fall into her KC? ......... Or am I thinking too much.....

[euks]

7 years ago, I watched a 17 years old girl transform from an innocent village girl into a full fledged merciless KC working girl within 15 months.
Today she is happily married with a Singaporean with a child staying in singapore and most rare of all, she is nicely integrated into his husband family and extended family... with families and cousins of both side seen in pictures together.
I shall name her Chili pudding.

Like numerous other in the cat40 scene, some of them came here with a fake passport. Chili is actually from a thai neighboring country. Her passport was fake, birthday was fake, and sometimes I even wonder the personality I first witness when she arrive in singapore is fake, or was the environment she put into so testing that forces her very vulnerable and young mind and soul to take such a drastic change

I was lucky enough to get her the night before she started her first day at work. Her first customer, first overnight, a benefit old regulars of OKT gets to enjoy.
I roughly remember a comment the OKT make.
Its somewhere along the line that this new girl is too inexperience, so find someone young to be her first customer, wait her first customer is old fat dirty looking, will scare her.

Sex with chilli had never been great even after 1 year of patronizing her. Thinking back, it is understandable as her natural asset guarantee her ever flowing of customers without much effort of her own.

Chilli is a petite girl at around 150cm tall (or slightly shorter) A cup breast, small little nipples, cute hairless small armpits, very rare naturally almost hairless pink pussy with beautiful small pussy lips.
It almost felt like Lolita, except at that time, i was fooled that she is 22 for quite a while.

My memory of my first night with her is totally hazy now.
I remember she was mostly quiet. She couldn't converse even with the most basic english. Neither do I know any thai.
A certain image , drawn from my memory bank paint the following picture.
I remember she shut her eyes tightly when i was trying to enter her, which caused me to stop and take in her expression for the longest time.
She open her eyes, with an expression of puzzlement after a long while, I tried to comfort her by kissing her head, her eyes, her cheeks, and her lips. I must have also held her hand gently, and kiss her lips plenty of time before i sense her returning the kiss a little.

I remember I had many mixed feeling. I am pretty sure guilt was one of them. I am quite positive I didn't cum that night as I know for certain that half way through, I realize that both of us, due to the strangeness of the encounter, didn't remember to put on a condom.

The 3mm thick piece of rubber. Something so thin and yet so significant.

[euks]

A billion dollar industry. Environmentalist and certain religions are against it. It can be the difference between creating life bringing death, or it can be a piece of evidence that suggest what kind of man you are, be it if you use it or without depending on circumstances.

This freaking piece of rubber. It stink, it look weird and disgusting. It alters your sense of fulfillment from shrinking from 3mm to 2mm and it can destroy you if it breaks.

Condom, it doesn't just wrap around your dick but all your dark secrets.

And in our Geylang Hollywood and Sammyboy forum, its takes on another level of meaning and application.

For some, the lack of it can mean the sense (or false sense) that u are the ultimate lover. That you beat a thousand other man to the heart of a working girl (The irony)

For the working ladies, it can mean the lost of a 10k job per month, or the opening to a lucrative dark side line call milking the essence of the man and his man, her man.
(Essence here can refer to your sperm , your emotion, you money. And the man and his man refers to your dick and you, where sometime the dick is your man, and others.. you are the man of your dick)

to be continued (hoping for some feedback as well, getting boring writing to myself)

[norigo77]

Your recollections sure makes me sink into nostalgia reminding me of my cat40 tiraking days in the late 90s and early 2000... Hollywood? Bollywood? whatever, seen all sorts of KC-driven drama where the storyline rivals even the best HBO script writers. Some of us eventually grew out of that stage, thankfully, and retired for good.

Thanks for those memories.

[jacky43]

Sharing my thoughts here, last eve Talking pointless on ppl here not producing enough babies. I will write on what is out of the classroom, the SOPs stuffs, commercial SEX industry is making tons of $.

Many guys are screwing outside, they have enjoyed that much till they forgot what is the ultimate task. Make babies!

Plus, the authority from the beginning till now, not helping by scare the shits out of everybody each time they open their mouth. Eg, more flats = $, more highways =$. This is a SEX website, i will try not to divert away from this issue.

Many raids gave rise to more SEX workers, this group go another will replaced. Also, S Talking, are ppl not interested in voicing out?

Senators also find it difficult to change the system, what makes any hot shot, young people think the big shots are going to follow their good ideas. From the first king, it is a SIN to take this as a career. It is, trust the ancient saying.

[hoosdathu]

nice change from the usual FR threads here

[tunku]

camping here for more. memory lane for some, current happening for others

[jacky43]

I don't really understands this discuss, might have think the other ways. My impression of GL, after taking out the bright lights, joints, foods and the SEX workers. It is still fill with SIN. At least GL i know nothing good come out from there, again maybe Wu Ma in Chinese ghost story I. He would understands such a place better.

This is what he might have said in this movie.

I choose to live in this ghost temple because all ghosts are evil. So long i don't disturb them, they won't not give me problems. Different from the human world, where ppl act morale, does evil deeds.

[Harvest]

Originally Posted by jacky43

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Many guys are screwing outside, they have enjoyed that much till they forgot what is the ultimate task. Make babies!

Well, that would depend on the objective of the screw - for recreation or procreation? In modern day SG, recreation sex is definitely cheaper than procreational sex...unless you are ready mentally and financially.

[euks]

A billion dollar industry. Environmentalist and certain religions are against it. It can be the difference between creating life bringing death, or it can be a piece of evidence that suggest what kind of man you are, be it if you use it or without depending on circumstances.

This freaking piece of rubber. It stink, it look weird and disgusting. It alters your sense of fulfillment from shrinking from 3mm to 2mm and it can destroy you if it breaks.

Condom, it doesn't just wrap around your dick but all your dark secrets.

And in our Geylang Hollywood and Sammyboy forum, its takes on another level of meaning and application.

For some, the lack of it can mean the sense (or false sense) that u are the ultimate lover. That you beat a thousand other man to the heart of a working girl (The irony)

For the working ladies, it can mean the lost of a 10k job per month (punishment by NTY), or the opening to a lucrative dark side line call milking the essence of the man of his man.
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(Essence here can refer to your sperm , your emotion, you money. And the man if his man refers to your dick and you, where sometime the dick is your man, and other time.. you are the man of your dick)
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Many if not most working ladies, in the cat40/80/150 scene has their own selected customers that they will go raw with.
Doesn't matter how much education, rules and punishment NTY tries to enforce, how much posters NTY put up, the working ladies are thrown in a very testing environment each and every hour when they work that will slowly erode their defence.
Doesn't matter how much flaming and zapping, protesting the samsters here do, i know for certain that raw is taking place in Geylang Bollywood every second, and at a very high rate.

A malaysian cat150 girl once said this.

"You know you will die from it one day, but you are still willing to spend money to smoke, or drink or even pay money and go bungy jumping. We save condom money, get more repeat customers, fucking more song for both of us and work is less tedious, you say leh?

Indeed, I had always find it hypocritical of a samster when he advocate raw is war or when drama break lose when clueless samster ask about raw sex with a WL.

Just how self righteous are you? Who are you to preach? Do you understanding the environment a working lady is in each and everyday? Are u Saint enough in your everyday life to justify that you are not a sinner yourself when it comes to life safety? Raw is War indeed, and you are in the war zone the moment u fuck a prostitute whether u wear your 3mm thick rubber or not.
You are pissing in your pants when u are wearing a 3cm thick helmet in a real war, how is your dick standing when u are protected by a 3mm thick rubber facing a pussy that has been fuck by 300000 man?

Don't get me wrong. I understand that even if it is a losing hypocritical battle, one must still put up a fight to it just like we all know lying to our wife that she dun have a fat ugly ass is a big fat lousy lie we must tell each and every day, but we still lie to her everyday anyway..........
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I will touch on the environment a working lady face, and how their defence of using a condom is still being eroded by you, even if u insist on fucking her with a condom.

[Killforsex]

Brother your story is very very much better then the old farts' book on hard truth ...hehe

[euks]

the old farts' book on hard truth? u mean some of the postings in this thread where i concentrate more on hard facts then descriptive memories?

Originally Posted by Killforsex

Brother your story is very very much better then the old farts' book on hard truth ...hehe

And hey harvest! I certainly have read your your guide and practice or at least acknowledge many of the rules there even before reading it. U must be laughing at where I am now when u are reading my 4th postings about my sillyness of that dump necklace isn't it?
And many of the rest of the old low profile lazy lurkers. Come in and talk about your good messy old days too! Just share something, anything from your hazy old memories. It will evoke many of old memories and help me in my penning process