This is Saiful Bukhari Azlan.  You have to admit, he’s quite a good-looking guy, complete with fair(ish) skin and sharp features.  He claims to have been buttfucked (albeit, politely) by Anwar Ibrahim, Malaysia’s de facto Opposition leader.

This is Anwar Ibrahim.  He’s been charged (again) for sodomy, which could threaten to end his political career (again), and he’s arguably getting the short end of the stick (in more ways than one…again).  He’s not a spring chicken, but look at that face: you can’t help but be enthralled by its strength.

I belong to the unique camp of people who believe that Anwar is possibly a bit limp-wristed.  But in a “I’m-going-to-gag-you-and-whip-you-endlessly-while-you-moan-and-groan-in-pain” kind of way.

I also belong to the very unique camp of people who believe that being (allegedly) hit on by Anwar is an absolutely compliment.

Anwar wanting to ram his meat into your bum is akin to being bestowed a halo by the Almighty.  Or being knighted by the Queen.  Or winning a year’s supply of Krispy Kremes.  It’s a once in a lifetime experience that you can tell all your friends about…or at least the taxi driver who’s spiriting you away from the scene of the crime.

Now, I’m not saying that Saiful is a liar, and is doing a Dick Dastardly because the Powers-That-Be in the Federal Government have given him a blank cheque to go AWOL.

Nay!

I’m saying that, if he’s telling the truth, he’s had the privilege and the opportunity to see things from the other side of the tunnel.

And despite all his bamboozling, Saiful could’ve just said no, right?

But, honestly, wouldn’t you want to be fucked by Anwar Ibrahim?

It’s kind of hot.