Finally, the underwhelming conclusion to the backpacking/fucking trilogy, banana #3. It's nowhere near as remarkable as the first two, but I remember it because it was another first for me. It happened in the fine city of Singapore.

On my last night before finally heading home, my friends and I went shopping for souvenirs and gifts. About an hour in, I got bored and I decided to check my phone for boys I can meet up with for coffee while I wait for my friends to finish shopping. This one guy caught my attention and we hit it off. I told him I was leaving in the morning, and he invited me over to his place for a proper send off. I knew then that what he had in mind was gonna take more time than it would for my friends to finish shopping, so I had to make an excuse to get away.

The thing about Singapore is that you probably know someone who's living there. There are plenty of OFWs in the city that is wasn't so hard to believe when I told my friends an old classmate reached out to me after seeing my photos. I said my friend asked to meet me for coffee so I will be gone for a few hours. My friends didn't think too much of it and I was free to go on my own merry way.

I met the guy at the station close to his place. He turned out to be better-looking in the photos, but he was so much taller than I imagined. About 6 feet tall. I felt like a little kid walking next to him! When we got to his place, we got to talking about trivial things. He would find an excuse to touch my leg or hold my hand, while I was still figuring out if I wanted to hook up with him. After about 10 minutes of talking, I asked him what he meant about "a proper send off". He smiled a cheeky smile, and I maintained my innocent demeanor. Then he moved closer and asked if it was okay to kiss me, and after a short pause (for effect), I nodded. We were a few seconds in when I decided to put my hand on top of his leg, causing it to jerk a little. I took that as a cue that he was getting turned on, so I went a little further up and put it on his crotch. I didn't grab it or anything. I just put my hand lightly over his already hard cock.

He told me to straddle him while we were kissing on the couch and I obliged. He grabbed my butt and told me how he couldn't wait to feel it without my pants. "Someone's getting a little excited", I said. We made out for a while until I noticed a family portrait that seemed to be judging me. I jokingly told him how weird it was to have so many eyes on me while hooking up and he took that to mean that I wanted us to move to a different spot. He lead me to the bedroom and sat me on the bed. He was still standing when he kissed me and my hands went to work and fumbled on his belt. I let out his dick and stroked it while he started to undress me. He had so much precum oozing from his cock.

When we were both free of our clothing, we continued making out on the bed. We rolled around kissing, taking turns on who goes on top, body to body, skin on skin. We stopped for a moment so I can suck his dick. It was nowhere near as big as the others' (it was inversely proportional to his height. lol.), but it was pretty stiff and hard as a rock. He said he wanted to fuck me, but he didn't have a condom and I didn't wanna risk it. So we ended up just humping and rubbing privates without any sort of penetration. It went on for a while before I remembered to check the time. I was sure my friends would have been looking for me then so I offered to give him a hand job to finish him off. He said he'd rather fuck me.

He had me pinned on the bed, his hands holding my wrists tight. We kissed again, privates rubbing, but I really had to go. I told him my time was up, and he paused, probably deciding what to do next, before he slowly released me from his grip. I kissed him again and said sorry. He just smiled and kissed me again. I had so much precum on me and I asked him where I can clean up while still playing with his dick. He lead me to the bathroom with his hand on my butt. When I stepped in to wash off, he was just looking at me from outside the door. I asked him to join in and we ended up kissing again. He turned me around and I grabbed his dick. I lead the head to my hole and rubbed it against it, up and down. He was moaning, and I was so close to letting him fuck me bare. Then I remembered that I had to go, so I said we shouldn't. He nodded, eyes still closed, and agreed in a shaky voice, "Yeah, you're right."

He stepped out of the bathroom to let me finish cleaning up, but stopped when he got to the door, turned around and looked at me. He started to move towards me, but then he stopped and continued to go out the door. I laughed and apologized for not having time. We kept the door open, and he just stood outside watching me clean up. I said he can jerk off while watching because I thought that would be hot, but he said he should keep his hands off his dick otherwise I wouldn't be able to get back to my friends on time. I finished cleaning up with a smile on my face.

He walked me back to the station and asked if I could find my way back to my friends. I said yes and we shared an awkward hug. He told me to hit him up the next time I'm in town, and I nodded before I waved goodbye and went inside the station. As I got in the train and found myself a seat, I tried to absorb what had happened. I had a nice time with a nice guy. But fuck I wanted him to cum.