A room for two...and the rest is history

I was with the K.Y gang last week. Mooty had a bad ache on his back, Abg J (Abg J has a nifty fingers that churn magical decoratives and everything art-sy) needed his fortnight dose of handjobs a.k.a massage and Shah (a dandy looking bachelor with pan-Arabic look and a loyal customer of Auntie slimming pill) just being a plain tag-a-long.

We arrived that night, full of hopes and expectations passing through a group of physically able men whose eyes vigilantly cast on us. My only hope is that the place won't be like the one i have had been into in the past- you know, that seedy, suspicious looking joint with gloomy ambience and infused with strong smelling ylang-ylang.

I was taken aback the moment i step into the place. My only hope has not materialised. The place was indeed gloomy, fancy and not to forget ylang-ylang smelling. We seek refuge at the corner of the center, partly hiding ourselves from the other customers at the waiting area and partly from a group of physically-able men in shorts and singlets.

Abg J, was given an album. After a flip through or so, he was led to a cubicle where he'll get his healthy dose of handjobs a.k.a massage. Mooty was next. Wearing a rather unassuming look, Mooty tagged along his masseues. What left were Shah and I and the rest of the hopefuls and the physically-able bunch.

I was offered a place in a sauna room. I was contemplating at first for that 'risky' offer and on the physically-able men inside and outside the center. After a split seconds of weighing the pros and cons, i decided to take the offer. I was alone inside that humid room. I was still contemplating even as i was inside the room. I could see several bewildered eyes peeking through the small sauna window. Some wore that "knock-knock who's inside" look while others wore that look similar to that of the hopefuls at the waiting area.

We left at last... with mixed feelings. As i passed through the group of physically-able men outside the center on our way back home, i was still contemplating. But this time on the physically-able men alone and not on the sauna. Why they do the things they did inside.

Why..oo why..?

The humid room where the physically-able men work