Dilemma

How do you tell when it’s time to settle down and partner up? When is the official time that you could ask the person you’re seeing/doing/dating if it’s time for The Talk?

More often that not, I noticed that a lot of people in the chub and chaser community wanting to be boyfriendly after the first date/sex session. Is that the normal practice these days? I am from the school of thought that you need to know your chaser/chub inside out before committing to a relationship. Guess I am in the minority here.

I am stumped. If I wait long enough, people would assume I am not interested. I don’t want to rush into something that would only result in a breakup a few days later.

I would like to get to know my partner well enough for me to at least know what he would like to eat or what he was thinking in any given situation.

Now I know it’s too much to ask and that it’s unrealistic to be wanting that. But I am not one to settle for cuteness or a hot bod or just for the sake of not being alone. So I guess the order of the day for me is to keep on searching for the one who would want to get to me better and appreciate me for who I am and not try to change me.

Stop laughing! It could happen. In the meantime, I’ll be home alone with my cats, watching America’s Next Top Model reruns and hating that bitch Jade.

P/S - I am a newbie posting here. Forgive the rambling and the not perfect lingo.

PGL THE MUSICAL

Today I went to watch the musical with my friend and his family. All I can say is that the musical was fabulous and the cast deserved the standing ovation they got at the end of the show. A very good Malaysian musical.

Afdlin Shauki was there. I have never seen him in real life before and this was the first time. Wow he is a chub to behold. He was very patient especially as so many wanted pictures with him. I have a pic together with my friends wife and daughter with him.

I think he is absolutely "The Bomb!"

The Naked and Nudity

Someone came to me one fine day and asked. Mr. GemuKChub, can you please remove my naked XXX pic in mychub.

The first thing that came to my mind was.. "You have a naked pic ?"
"Where is the pic ?"
"I don't know.. someone told me that they saw my naked pic in mychub"
*Sigh* then I would answer with a resounding "NO!"

First of all I am not accountable to what you put online. MyChub is HUGE. There are so many facilities in which mychub exist, whether it is in MyChub.ORG, Yahoo, Friendster, Myspace, Youtube and many other online services which mychub have presence. Do I have time to rummage through it all to help you??

Secondly, without any further proof and you don't even tell me who told you this info, I am very reluctant to help you.

MORAL OF THIS STORY :
Due to our own carelessness and/or even stupidity, we neglected the fact that the Internet is dynamic and always changing. In our eagerness to hook-up, we forget that what can be the present friends or lovers can turn to foe in the future.

Just by merely asking.. "Please don't pass this picture around!"
Does not guarantee that it will not be passed around in the WWW.

Once you send your naked pic via e-mail, it can be copied, manipulated, distributed and even printed.

I have to break the false security bubble that e-mail is personal. It never was. A more scary senario is that it will be kept for many years and it will resurface when you least suspected.

So a general rule of thumb would be:-
1) NEVER GIVE OUT YOUR NAKED PIC

2) Never trust anyone.. even how smooth they talk.

3) Definately never give it to someone who begs you for it. It show how desperate they are to get it and then flaunt it.

4) Giving your naked pic to some foreigners with the pretense that they are not malaysian is just plain stupid. Coz in the end, it will come back to malaysian soil.

5) NEVER GIVE YOUR NAKED PIC. PERIOD!

AL-FATEHAH

I was saddened to read in todays local papers of the death of a friend of mine. I had the opportunity to know him a long time ago in Singapore and this was before his move to KL. It shoched me to read that he was found stabbed by his nephew at his condo in Jalan Ipoh, Sentul. His body was decomposing.

Mukhriez or commonly called Ron, may your soul rest in peace! Amin.

I do know that there are some in mychub who know him as we have chatted about this before.

SENTRAL

I just want to say I found the place hot! I went there after so long of wanting to go there last night. Well as in KL nust go as never been tere. Was disappointed as there were no chubs around on my entry at about 9.20 pm. But it takes time to poke around and there in the steam room was the going on's. Am sure there were some chubs there and you only feel and grope which was interesting. Just will say that this place is happening.

I will go back tere again. Will make it a point to visit. I prefer this place to Mirage.

Pandang-pandang Jeling jeling

I went for my business trip to Pahang, Terengganu and Kelantan recently. 5 wonderful and tired days. It was fun and successful trip. One of my encounters as I went into an apparel shop, I notice a chub was browsing the products on display and then inquiring the promoters

"saiz 42 tak ada ke utk jeans ni"
"tak ada bang, saiz paling besar cuma 38 je bang"
"apa lah kau org ni, tak reti nak buat seluar yg besar utk org macam aku ni"
"Abang bukan target consumer kami, kami tak carry saiz abang" said the promoter

He seems unhappy with her reply.

I just grin and smile to the chubs and after introducing myself I apologeticly told him that he could have the bigger sizes in KL. He could go to Pertama Complex or Campbel Complex to find his pair of jeans. I told him that he should visit KL always as KL has plenty items to offer for his size. I told him that he should not have a bad feeling of himself as he should accept what he is. he smile and then offer me a drink at a near by cafe.

At the cafe, he (introduced himself as Harris) said that he is looking for his size of jeans for 6 mths but went unsuccessful. I gave him advise based on my experience. After a while he choosed a different topic, he said that at his size, he could not have a girlfriend. I told him not to be sad. Harris is 34 yrs of age. waist 42 and has a dark complexion. To me he is cute. He is polite. We did chat for at least 1 hour and finnaly I have to continue my journey and we parted ways after exchanging our mobile.

Moral of story

A chub should not be despair of his shortcomings. Chubs has his specialities too. Caring, sexy and polite.

Makan - our best activity

To all the KL chubs,

U guys need to visit this restaurant to makan. Its in Damansara Uptown. The name of the restaurant

Village Park restaurant
No 5 Jalan SS21/37
Damansara Utama
47400 Petaling Jaya
Tel: 03-7710 7860
(next to Bank Rakyat and Joo Ngan bicycle shop)

I am not able to attached pic here as I do not know how(still learning bro). However the owners are husband wife, Mr. Steven Goh and Aishah (convert muslim) very friendly. Steven loves to touch my dear belly...he loves the belly and my wish is that he could have the same belly too.

Now the food that he serves....

You should try the Roti daging, fullamak sedap than you can have the nasi lemak (smells harum daun pandan and it is kukus) the sambal taste perfect without plenty belacan. Other speciallity is his mee kari, laksa penang and mee rebus. Go try...... you never feel dissapointed.

Drinks

There's air kedondong, orange juice and others drink too. His coffee is a special blend coffee. His tea are special blend too.

Try the roti bakar with telur 1/2 masak.....heaven.

For all that..the price is reasonable. Go guys, go eat.

It opens daily from 7 am to 8pm only. Enjoy.

The inner chub

Thanks to the geng for given me the opportunity to contribute. Its a pleasure knowing you all especially Gemukchub. I have been reading the blog thru Relekjek. To Zid, be strong bro.U can go thru it and we will help you.(prayers to your mum too)

I want to share my feeling on overcoming difficult situation in life. There are times that we deal with failure, accident, death, losing someone, frustration and all negative aspect of life. How to deal with it?

Well chubs

I strongly believe that we chubs can deal with it. Why? How come? Didn't you realized that we are chubs and we feel that we are different from all those not so chubs. So we came our emotions, we conquered our pride and we accept what we are. We cried, yes we did, we release the tears. We shout, we release the anger but the most important aspect is that we must remain rational. The chub friends must support each other if a member in difficult situation.

Pepatah melayu ada mengatakan "Teman Ketawa Ramai, Teman Menangis tiada". I am proving that the pepatah is incorrect. There are friends who are willing to menangis bersama. That the challenge for each one of us to find and stay as friends. In malay, seorng teman bukan kawan. Teman lebih dalam pengertiannya.

Smile chubs. Ciao for now.

Jakarta Trip 2005 (INDOCHUB)

Okay this is gonna be a very long post. So I'd better start with an Introduction.

On the 27th of Nov. me and Abu_Chub departed from KLIA airport. Our destination Soekarno-Hatta International Airport, Jakarta. Due to some glitches, I arrived 10 minutes before departure. Phew! that was really a close call.

Unable to change since my bag was with Abu_Chub. I boarded the flight with a shorts khaki and an old flip-flop.


Day 1 (Sunday)
Arrive in Jakarta and met Ndut waiting for us at the arrival hall. Went for makan-makan at Sederhana Nasi Padang. Then to a nearby sundry shop for some provisioning. Then off to Alila Jakarta Hotel. The hotel was an impressive 5 star hotel with a designer decor. Ndut left us at the hotel since he got a wedding to attend.We went out for a walk around the area. After a long and tiring walk we finally found a shopping area. Bought a prepaid card and top-up (pulsar). Called Nurul for directions. Unfortunately, he was unable to join us. Later that night, Bobby and Sam arrived. We went for Nasi Uduk (sorta like nasi lemak at one of the street stall) and we decided to go clubbing at this new place called Heaven. Luckly for us, it's their grand opening. The security was really tight as they do a body check on all the people going in and out of the place. There was a fashion show and performances. It was really crowded. Met Fahmi and Kiki over at heaven.
(sorry no pics coz my mobile ran out of battery)

Day 2 (Monday)
We moved to another Hotel called Banyan Boulivar. We got lost while trying to find Taman Anggerik ( a huge shopping mall) even when it's just behind the hotel. Ndut later joined us at Taman Anggerik and we bumped with a few more friends at Taman Anggerik. Bought a travel charger at Taman Anggerik since the one we brought from Malaysia had a different plug. Went to a place near Semanggir called Clownice / Comedy Cafe. Word has it, that it's the place is for chubbies and the staff are cute and flirtable. How very true that was. The concept was a comedy/kareoke place with food and staff was really funny although we couldn't understand the jokes. But we still laugh. Crooned a couple of tunes for the guys. Really had a blast.

(see how small I was compared to all the chubs around me)

Day 3 (Tuesday)
Went shopping at Grogol for VCD/DVD bought a whole lots of Indonesian MP3 and later to Mangga Dua where the DVD cost around RM 3 (cheap!). Going back the jam (machet) got really bad. Had to take a bajai to look for a taxi to go back to the hotel. Meet up with Karimun but he couldn't stay long. Our newly bought phone charger blew up in the hotel. Later Bobby, Sam, Ndut and a few more friends came. Sorta like a mini gathering. We all went for dinner at a road stall and later for some kareoke at Happy Dolphin.



Day 4 (Wednesday)
Travel to Bandung via train. The jakarta hotel was nice enough to book a hotel in Bandung.. Arrive around 12 pm. Took a taxi to Istana Hotel, Bandung. Walk to the shopping area (abt 15 minutes from the hotel). Ate nasi timbel (nasi ulam). The air was realy cold. Bought a new phone charger and lots of tea as souvenirs for family back home. Had a shopping spree at one of the Factory Outlet. the price was dirt cheap. For dinner we had Bakso Karapitan. Took a van (bus ?) halfway and walk back to the hotel.

(some of the exotic food we ate)

Day 5 (Thursday)
More shopping this time for Busana Muslim (moslem clothes). Met up with Boby Semarang and Edi. Travel back to Jakarta again via train in the afternoon. Arrive in the evening. Went out for dinner with Karimun at the Pempek stall. Nearly got busted as we didn't bring our passport along and there was a police road block (Wadjia ?) which was common after the Bali bomb scare. But alhamdulillah they let us through.

(inside the bandung express train)

Day 6 (Friday)
Spent the entire day at Taman Anggerik. Meet-up with Ndut and Andre and wooing the chubbies over there. They sent us back to the hotel.Had a late supper with For3etful and friends at Gajahmada.

(andre trying to run away from the camera)

Day 7 (Saturday)
Our final day in Jakarta. Went for breakfast and pack our stuff. Took a taxi to bandara (bandar udara) Cekerang. Meet up with Karimun and he sent us off to the departure hall.
Arrived in KLIA around 1.00 PM.

(I look soo small beside Karimun)

~ To Ndut, Bobby, Sam, Karimun, Bobby Semarang, Edi, Fahmi, Andre, The Clownice staff and a whole lot of other Indonesian Chubs & Chasers that we met, thank you for the most awsome experince. Even though time was short. We really had a good time. See you guys again hopefully at the INDOCHUB grand launching in Bandung next year.

Listen to songs we got from Jakarta
http://www.mychub.org/podcast

New EtadeltaSigma Comic (Malay Version)

Klik kat gambar untuk versi besar...

BKK

"on ha ni to paiiiii... saladaengggggggggg... next station... saladaennggggg". God that sounds annoying. Just like that lyric "you are the chiki boy, you are the chiki boy, i am the chiki girllll... touch my bum, don't be shy" which you won't forget after listening to it for 10mins.

Bangkok was fun. Didn't go to see "Pussy shooting ping pong balls" or ride along Chao Phraya. Wished I'd make some time to see the Museum of the Forensic Medicine where they put real bodies on display.

Lost 3kilos after the long walks around Chatuchak.

Went to the usuals. And daily foot massage.

So they say Thai chubs are very friendly and gentle. It's true...

Either way, I still luv KL thankyouverymuch.

New Picture Upload Facility & New URL address

To all current MyChub Blogger...

We now support picture upload within your blogger.
You are now able to add pictures easily to your blog using the picture button on the blogger editor. Hope this will add more fun in your blogging adventures!!

P/S: our new blog address is:- http://mychub-encounter.blogspot.com
Please note however that the old address will still work and users are automatically redirected to the new one.

Best Regards
MyChub Webteam

A Little Observations

I was strolling around Pudu,KL recently. Arrived at Pudu station around 4.00 am. My first reaction was...

"What the heck am I doing here so early in the morning?" ... obviously still groggy from the long trip."Oh.. yeahh", I then suddenly realised that I had just boarded off the bus from Johore.

I dragged my bag over the stairs to the main platform and tried to find a suitable spot. Among the many people there, I saw something that interest me. A cute chub wearing a shirt with a familiar logo on it. I moved nearer. Upon a closer inspection, it proved my suspicion. It's a mychub logo. Where the heck did he got that ??

I don't know what to react. Is it happy because a chub is pround to wear a mychub shirt? or pround coz it's a symbol that mychub is so popular these days ? So, out of curiosity, I stopped the guy and asked him for a drink. To my suprise, he obliged. So we went to this sidewalk stall across the Pudu bus station, right infront of the 7-Eleven.

"You know what! you are the 3rd person who stopped me today." he said in a mattter of factly.
"Issit?.. maybe it's just the shirt you are wearing.. I'm just curious about it" trying not to be so blunt.
"So what about my shirt ? Is it so odd to you?"
"Nope.. it quite nice.. in fact do you know what it means?"
"Oh this ?" ponting at the MyChub logo covering on his nicely protruding tits.
"It's a club for people like me"

The last part was pronouched so softly as not to attract any unnecessary attention.

"A CHUBBY person?" I quickly added.
"Err.. are you interested?" giving sly grin.
"Perhaps!... if you are OPEN to it."

At that moment, i felt his legs brushing on mine. And i returned the gesture. We both smiled in silence. No need of words anymore as the universal language comes to play.

Upon further query, a "friend" gave the shirt to him as a souvenir. As a sort of parting gift before he goes home. He was in KL on a social visit you see. But i doubt it more than a social one. Still a student around the age of 24 years old, stats 168cm 100kg waist 40. He was waiting for his express bus to Perak.

I didn't pursuit the question further due to the fact that I am heading the other way and I'm already late. --> Sentral KL. So both of us exchanged phone numbers, promised to get in touch again and parted our ways.

BTW FYI: I was on my way to catch the KLIA Express for my flight. Not the sauna okay!!! hahahaha

foolish game

it's been so surreal, so so surreal, the incantation of lust loving properties gone haywire. me and my sauna dreams. Folks, for the past three weeks, I had been religiously frequenting the Riverside Spa in Melaka, my main aim was of course, sex and pleasure, whichever that come first. The first visit was purely following the animal instincts within, didn't get too long before my first encounter, a cute indian guy with quite distinguished sex organ, my jaw literally dropped when was first presented with his elaborated schlong. The real whiner was on his freaking obsession with tits, it seems that sucking nipples was his thang, and that's where it starts and anticlimaxly ends. The whole hour we spend together, on a secluded room licking each other's tits and nothing more. Yeh we jacked each other off but that was it. I proceeded to watched more TV the more I visited riverside, the next day a cute, fair chub with short wavy hair came approaching while I was watching the Hallmark channel (yeh, it was lame, but I had nothing else to watch). He slowly carresses my hand, smiling ever so valiantly and invited me for a go at one of the rooms upstairs but somehow I was not on the mood, the thought of doing tits per se was overpowering. So i declined rather sweetly and told him I had just finished up my sperms approximately 10 minutes ago with my fantasy man. He seems very persistant and instead suggesting a seconds, at that moment i was like, gosh should i or should not i.....oh will continue later when i can find the time.

on chubs being clubbed

in response to raden's question, i would like to answer him rather directly, i often go to the clubs to dance, nothing more. Friday night down to Frangipani, yeh mostly beautiful people with charms and mischiefs frequenting that place but I am such a confident freak that I simply choose not to care and danced the night away. Chubs mostly are good dancers, they rock the house with their moves and sways but that was then, i think, for i seldom see chubs rollicking the dance floor as they used to be, maybe it was me, dunno. Saturday night would be spent mostly either at Zouk or at home, depending on the events available. But Sunday was a must, either to blueboy or PLU sundae at Zouk. (This of course before i decided to resides in Malacca)I dont go to saunas at weekends, i go to saunas to have sex every weekdays so I can spend my weekends chilling out with friends. I gather the intensity and the rush of any given weekdays whet my adrenaline. As for Fatbasty post on talking about nothing, i take offence from what you wrote, we chubs are not reduced to economics anomaly, physical discrepancies and saunas-infested creatures, we behave accordingly to our whims and nature, hasty generalisation is as always a fallacy. If you were somehow feel dissapointed with your current self, do something about it, not thrash talking like that, chubs are just like any other human beings, they thrive, strive, sometimes suffers but we never deserve to be put down however lightly you treat your tinkering thoughts at that time.

Chubs & Clubs (part 2)

hmm.. hehehe... Madonna said "rejection is the greatest aphrodisiac". Probably makes sense why people behave like lusty animals when in dark rooms. :P

I don't go clubbing to pick up. The days before the internet and p2p software, i go clubbing to listen to music (soul ii soul, tlc, bone thugs & harmony, lisa stansfield.. ring any bell?). So, probably that's why i never really noticed that there aren't that many chubs in clubs. hehehe...

So what do chubs do on weekends in kl? in penang? in jb? in other parts of the world? Stay home and watch dvd? Hang out at mamak stalls? Theatre? Midnite show? Chatting and webcam? Read a book? Cruising at some man-made lakes?

Chubs & Clubs

started watching QAF (UK & US) when my housemate bought some. noticed there are no chubs in there. heard some saying a few years ago "in a perfect world, there are no chubs...". is it?

am typing this at cc near kak ara, noticed that there aren't many chubs in bb. how bout other clubs? it was frenzy at sentral tho...

can i conclude chubs are more interested in sex than err.. dancing? or clubbing? hahahah... twisted analogy...

p/s: bought cachorro at bangkok. nice movie. found out it's now sold in low yat. damn!! imagine the bloody hassle trying to get the dvd thru...

Of going to sentral

yeh, i have to admit it, i was pretty fucked up in the brain, horny as hell and no particular outlet to let off my steam. Last tuesday, a job interview that didnt went as i planned, frustrated, lonely and was contemplating on taking the first bus back to Malacca. Took the lrt from Taman Bahagia and stop by at the kl sentral, had my lunch there and the clock was ticking faster than I had anticipated. Decision, decision, decision, either chose pudu or sentral sauna. It was easy, lust over necessity, time and time again, the magnetized cock triumphed. And so I pay RM15, saw not many familiar faces, all pretending to mind their own business when truth be told, all were longing either for a good fuck or on improving their luck. Everything goes man, it was a no-brainer but somehow i noticed many passive spectators willing themselves to be smitten when that will never be the case. To me, when you were prowling, act your act, search your prey or lure your killer, dont just sit and stare, walk and stare, love the going ons but too abashed to joined in. The steam room was out of order, and this my dear became a major upset since this was the only room famous for its zeal and upfrontness. I chewed my first gum and still no taker, this seemed akward but no surrender, to the steam room I habituated, didn't matter of the non persons there, someone seemed to follow my cue, follow suit, a rather short plump man in his 30s with chains wrapping his neck and such a hairy chest, we salam with our over the top bellies and without wasting any time, we were locked in a deep kiss. He bit my lower lips violently that I felt as if it was going to fall off, retaliation, you bite i bite and how he moaned when I chewed his lips raw. What boggles me, was the fact that after 5 minutes of our incidental embrace, the steam room was suddenly flushed with able bodies trying to chipped in on our already cheap thrill. Some even have the audicity to take advantage on our bare asses, not that we mind, really but please, be a man, initiate something rather than joining in. All in all, the experience was ok, not too great and not too bad either but how i love for an organised orgy, someday again some time.

which one would you pick

which one would you pick

1. a very handsome (taste lah kiranya) man, who loves your money, but don't love you
2. a not very handsome man (tak taste le tu) who loves you, and not love your money
3. a very rich man, who is not handsome.
4. a not so very rich man, who is handsome
5. a very rich handsome man who love you and some other people
6. a very rich not handsome man who love your and you alone. ( eh wait, this one is like no 2)
7. a not so rich man, not handsome at all, and love you and some other people (there are so many of them out there)
8. a not so rich man, not handsome at all, and love you alone (and good with sex).

take your pick.

i like no 8, because, rich and handsome man, selalu kena caras. boleh???? and to me, a gay relationship- no marriage commitment, is always about looking for the partner that would elavate your sexual desire?

passion wanes, love detach.

oke, next story, i would talk about DBKL. my encounter with some people who needs the definition of DBKL

Sukanya...

Ah at last, ada gak gambar aku yang mistirius terpampang dalam ni. Sukanya.