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.

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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.

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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.