Public Bathroom Stalls #17

He was the first guy (#1) I had banged in a foreign country. So I take it as like a restart, he broke my "foreign country" cherry. In case you don't believe I was reborn into a virgin as soon as I got into this foreign country...then he would just be #17.

The first time I ever went out in Hong Kong was with a chick I had just met, but soon grew to LA-OVE.

We drank a shit load that night, it was open bar, of course, because most places are at least open bar for chicks.  The club/bar was on one floor of the building, right above us was a hookah bar.

Me and the bff obviously ended up going up to the hookah bar with a couple of guys that we recognized from our group of people who were going out together. I knew my chica was interested in the one dude and I mean I didn't think there was anything wrong with the other one - PLUS we were both DEF wasted and were now smoking shisha.

It's a little hazy on how the night progressed, but the four of us ended up in either the girls or boys washroom (don't remember), paired off we were each in separate stalls. All I was willing to do at the moment was a BJ, because I didn't want to seem like a slut so early on, and plus my chica was next door - granted I knew nothing about her, but I figured she would be maybe giving a handie (I couldn't hear anything coming from their stall).

Eventually, however, we sexed up that public washroom with the two others in the next stall.

It wasn't until a few weeks later or a month that I found out that my new bff was ALSO sexing next door to me and thus ... the definition of true bonding ;)

oh and best part...

HK Sevens - #23

Since HK Sevens happened not too long ago, I thought this would be a nice story..

If you don't know, this is a rugby competition that brings teams from all over the world

to compete continuously for one weekend (fri,sat,sun) from 9-9 each day. For everyone who goes, its a party, getting dressed up in stupid outfits, drinking massive amounts of booze and not really watching the games...
Every night of the sevens is a party night for the people watching, but the players are still trying to win something (I think) - however, sunday the games are finished and some team won some competition (didn't really care, hot boys in short shorts and shirts that show off all muscles - need I say more), thus sunday means all the players on all these national teams are ALSO going out partying and since there is only really two major places these guys are going (wan chai or LKF). We (me and all me friends) decided to bet on wan chai.

After drinking and chatting, meeting some of an african team (I think they may have won that year, the boys were excited to meet them), we decided to start heading home

this is the INTERESTING part! ran into some of the Argentinean team - you could tell who played for what team cause they were all in their country jerseys and were all ripped to SHREDS.