Hunting Attempt Backfired

Once in a blue moon, I might go to a gay club on a Saturday night.


Such visits are definitely rare as my first visit in year 2009 was on September itself. Lol. The main reasons? I don't drive, I don't like paying money to get drunk, the music played in gay club in KL is quite bad (trance shit).

Of course, I might also get lucky like getting acquainted with a very cute gay guy who will respond to my daring advances and hopefully we get to know each other better (on bed). So one of the past Saturdays, I happened to be out for an event till 11pm and since I was already in the center of the city, the gay clubs are not that far thus I headed to Oblique since my housemates were going to be there as well.

Oblique is no doubt a very fine place for functions to take place but due to its association with the rainbow crowd, most brands, event companies, agencies don't dare to approach it for functions which is a shame. It's quite a big space with stages and comfortable couches. I bet a Nuffnang party would be great there, but alas, there are limitations to my proposals.

Back to the clubbing experience. At first, my aim to the club was just to dance, as it has been awhile since I enjoyed a good dance (previous good one was at some club in Melaka, forgot the name). But from the start till almost the end, all the DJ played was freaking trance music which was a total turn off to my body language. Occasionally he'll slip some RNB but it was just like a song or two then it's back to the trance shit.


Fuck it.

Then I started to come up with other things to do to fill my time since I wasn't going to go home that soon.

I am going to flirt with the guys whom I think are cute in the club.


Cute is definitely subject to interpretation. Throw in a venue with limited lights, and the margin of error for cute is freaking huge. Most of the time the guy you think might be cute while dancing in the club could turn out not-fucking-cute at all when the lights are on/you see him outside the club. Bearing this in my mind, I was very very cautious while I made my rounds hunting for targets.

In case you don't know, my type of guys would definitely be Asian, fair, shorter than me, thin or lean (not muscular) and nice hair. Lol. In other words, lalazai kinda fit into the category as well. Lol. But definitely I still have other requirements in facial features which I don't possess the capable descriptive power to share with you. As such, targets were scarce in the club that night but I spotted 2 that kinda attracted my attention.

I spotted J dancing with a group of people (queers, obviously) on an elevated platform. He has nice hair, kinda long and a Jap/Korean look, but I was sure he is Chinese. He looked awfully familiar but I just can't recall who he was at that moment. Continued my hunting walk as I browsed through other guys in the club. Then I found J lying against a pillar right in front of me after I made a round. He smiled at me. Without hesitation, I moved towards him.

Robb : You look familiar. Do we know each other?
J : Yes, we do.
Robb : Where do we know each other from?
J : From asdyhuasfa* (this is due to the fact I really can't hear him)
Robb : Huh? I don't recall anything.
J : Never mind. *smiles*

Then I went ahead with my daring soul and did something which I'll not share here. :P


Not gonna tell you what I did. :p
After that, J told me he had to go and thus I was back hunting in the grounds again. Ngaum!

But the jungle was filled with loxodons and ostriches which don't exactly interest me thus I was then lying against the pillar like J, looking at the dance platform. Suddenly a guy grabbed my shoulder and talked to me. I can't even remember his name now. Fuck my lousy memory. I'll just call him S instead.

S : How come you're not dancing?
Robb : I'm a hunter, not a prey. I don't need to dance to get attention. I'm locking target on cute guys.
S : Well, you have one right in front of you now. Lock it on me.
Robb : Haha. You're funny.

He then introduced me to his fren, whom I can recall was named 'Jam'. Lol.

The next thing I knew Jam had grabbed my body and started dancing intimately with me. And the thing is, Jam isn't exactly a charming lad. He was skinny, but his face was no smoothie. Something like a moon surface and that was visible in the dimly lit club. I wasn't impressed nor seduced, but due to me being polite, I danced along.

His crotch was like stuck to mine and I barely had space to move my legs. He keep hugging me and he did try reaching to my lips. Thank God, I am taller than him and just by keeping my posture straight, he couldn't reach my lips at all. But he continued applying his tongue on my neck for quite a bit, thinking that it might tempt me to lower my lips. His hands were no doubt all over my body till the fact I think he should have the nickname sotongzai instead of me.

After a minute of pity dance with Jam, I think I had enough and I politely told him I need to go see my friends and broke the joined crotch we shared earlier. The night ended and I went home empty handed. :(

FML, instead of getting a cute guy, I got molested by a not so cute one.


This is so going to leave a scar in my gay clubbing experience.

P.S. I just found out that J was my coursemate when I was in college.

P.P.S. I also found out that it wasn't the first time I did something with him. FML. I have very very bad memory. Hahahaha

FML
Robb