Night in a Japanese Gay Bar

One of the things that I had wanted to try was to have some clubbing fun in Japan.

As sacred as the Nantaimori, I thought the gay clubbing scene in Tokyo would be as well. I must say, I was totally overwhelmed with the experience.

It started out with this guy asking me if I was interested to join him in the club. We had both exchanged eye contacts when we were both at the local Starbucks getting our daily doses of caffeine.

I was a little sceptical about the whole experience at first. I mean, the conservative Japanese crowd? Loud dance music? Not really my kind of music but I would not mind paying 200 yen for a glass of beer. I went on ahead and met up with my new found friend.

The smell of alcohol filled my nostrils when I entered the club. It seems like alcohol is not only dirt cheap, it comes free on the house if you are willing to strip down to your underwears. Well, I found that out later, much much more later.

I had thought myself never to accept drinks from strangers in a club. Just for the night, I had broken my own rules. Perhaps, but it seems like these Japanese guys are just too much of an effort to be turned down, however.

So there I was, sipping drinks and sharing with a few hot Japanese. They were talking with me in a foreign language that I don’t understand, and then this young Japanese guy approached me and say, “I think they want you on the bar.”

There I was, with the crowd cheering asking me to strip. Which I did.

Dancing to the euphoric music, and a couple of beers later, and the night was too hot for me, even though it was almost 10 degrees outside.


My night ended at Kanata’s place at around 3 am in the morning. I was too intoxicated to tell him where I am living, so he brought be back instead.

Kanata is 19 and he stays alone in a very well Japanese decorated single room apartment not far from where the club was. As I lay myself on the tatami, while Kanata freshen himself up. Still overwhelmed by the ‘clubbing’ experience, I wandered myself into dreamland.

I felt a warm body beside me, I startled.

Kanata had taken off my cloths, leaving me with only my boxers. The room did not feel cold maybe because I have got Kanata’s body heat, and from the central heating. I turned and gave Kanata a slightly tight hug.

Perhaps at that moment, I was lonely, and I felt that I need some love. I don’t know why but I launched myself forward towards Kanata, and gave him a slightly sloppy kiss on his lips.

Needless to say, Kanata was surprised by my sudden move but it did not take long for him to give me a kiss back.

I looked at Kanata’s angel eyes, still hugging each other, I could feel Kanata’s warm hand inside my boxers, looking its way the the family jewel.

Perhaps it was my eyes that told Kanata that I wasn’t ready, or perhaps it was my ‘inaction’ that told him I wasn’t up for it, Kanata took off his hands, and gave me a long passionate kiss.

We both hugged, and kiss and fell asleep in each other’s embrace.

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11 Responses to Night in a Japanese Gay Bar

  1. rae May 6, 2009 at 8:43 am #

    tease!

    jk 😉

    ♥♥♥

  2. Justin May 6, 2009 at 9:01 pm #

    wish there were more people like him in the world…

  3. Queen B May 6, 2009 at 9:58 pm #

    what happened the next morning?

  4. binn May 7, 2009 at 7:29 am #

    that was it??? gargh… turn oooofffff!!!! …>.<

    nyak nyak

    • Cedric Ang May 8, 2009 at 6:37 am #

      @binn,

      owhh cmon, it took me some time to write that post cause I kept on getting distracted.

  5. cyrus May 11, 2009 at 1:22 pm #

    wao…so wonderfull…~~^^

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