You just have to try it…just once...before you go.
It will blow you away.
That shit is normal here.
Yeah you have to pay…but fuck…just once…trust me.
Not my words, but the words of my friend Johnathan. My best friend/ex-college friend/casual hook-up in Tokyo. Both of us finishing up our English teaching careers in the city and prepping for home.
We rented together for a while and Jonathan became obsessed with what we called the ‘Soapland Alley’ on the way to Kokubunji station. Always walking this way even thought it added minutes to the journey. Where the unilluminated neon signs promised so much. Jonathan telling me that gay soaplands didn’t exist. Telling me that this one was a miracle. And finally - the day before he left for America - telling me he had never felt anything like it. My best friend and part-time lover having finally plucked up the courage to go in. To experience the touch of another man through nuru gel.
And despite the fact that he had been gone for weeks, his words remained.
You just have to try it…just once.
It will blow you away.
And I found myself walking that way more and more. Day and night. Emailing with Johnathan. Trying to get more and more information out of him. Soapland porn on my phone. Unable to resist any longer. So when my stay was nearly up. When I had booked my own flight home and was winding down my Tokyo life - I also took the plunge.
It was 11.30 pm on my last Wednesday in the city when I stepped through the plastic curtains feeling confident. Jonathan already having prepped me on what to expect when I had told him my plans. The guy behind the counter was there just as he had said. So was the small pinboard with tonight offerings.
Japan is a country where people point. In cafes and restaurants, indicating what they want with digits. Here was no different, and my fingers found their way to Ryo. An unusual head of bleached blond hair and a horny smile making him stand out. I paid thirty thousand yen in cash for the full service. Something Johnathan had recommended. This way no negotiations would be needed. An anything goes arrangement.
The counter guy then led me to a soft-lit room with a large padded plastic mat and a shower unit in the corner. He then left and Ryo entered soon afterwards, introducing himself with a simple - ‘Hi’. He was wearing a white tank and matching briefs. Also wearing a ‘just relax’ smile and a friendly face. He calmed my nerves by carefully moving his hands to my shirt buttons and helping me undress. No words needed. Everything clear enough due to where we were. My soon naked body and thick cock showing no signs of shame or embarrassment as Ryo took my clothes and folded them onto a chair.
Ryo then also undressed. His white tank dismissed and his underwear pulled down slowly as he bent forwards in front of me, almost like a bow. His smooth cock not as hard as mine, but stirring nicely as he straightened back up. Like he saw something worth getting excited for.
We stepped into the large corner shower together. Simple warm water to start. Ryo wetting all parts of me. My shoulders, hair, ass, groin. The water was then paused - and the soap began in my soapland adventure.
He soaped me slowly, hands gliding over my chest, down my stomach towards where I wanted his touch to be. Soaping my balls with tender care. Soaping my hard cock efficiently before turning me around. His foam slick hands gentle between my legs and ass.
Then it was my turn. All part of the ritual where I soaped him back. Finally allowed to touch the blonde exciter in front of me. Running soap over his skin, feeling his warmth. Ryo smiled at my virgin efforts. I really wanted to kiss the guy - but Johnathan had warned me this was a no-no, however much you paid.
Suds were rinsed from both of us and we moved to the padded mat on the floor. I lay down and Ryo poured the legendary thick, slippery nuru gel over the length of my body. It smelt odd but felt great. Me watching in silence as my cock twitched in wonder. He then applied the same gel to his body before lightly laying upon me. Chest to chest, thighs sliding along mine. Our cocks slickly connecting with every muscle moved. The nuru play slow and sensual, but above all - unique and fucking hot.
Again, I really wanted to kiss him, but I obeyed the unwritten rules. Laying there mute as Ryo destroyed me with his body. Every slick sensation sending messages of love to my balls.
A word hadn’t been spoken for an eternity and it stayed this way as Ryo moved off me. Laying on his front to my side. Looking my way and waiting for me to react as he lifted his sculpted ass in the air. Giving me permission to come aboard.
I felt almost comical as I got ready to fuck him. My knees sliding beneath me as I positioned myself behind Ryo’s tight ass. My cock slick, lubed and ready to go.
I entered him carefully, showing his body the same respect he had shown mine. His tight heat slowly engulfing my cock as my moans overpowered the J-Pop music that played in the background. Ryo also moaned. His tone real and sweet, as I began to fuck. Pure, wet sounds filling the room. Pleasure building slow and strong.
My legs slipped behind me as my hips moved in a steady rhythm, the slick walls of Ryo’s ass clenching around me. The nuru massage gel making everything glide so effortlessly—filthy, smooth, and impossibly slick. Ryo’s back continued to arch, his ass pushing back to meet each thrust as I bottomed out time and time again.
The pace gradually picked up. The constant squelch of the nuru gel echoing louder as I began to lose myself. Johnathan’s words refusing to leave the scene as my legs began to tremble and tense.
You just have to try it…just once.
It will blow you away.
I wasn’t sure of the etiquette, so I pulled out and came across Ryo’s back in desperate spurts. Adding my cum to the nuru gel that remained as slippery as ever on his skin. Ryo let out long, satisfied groans as offering landed on his skin. Both of us catching our breath. The room a mess of sex and gel.
Ryo rolled over and offered me his cock to finish. An offer I didn’t have to accept - but gladly took. Gripping his supreme slippery cock, and slick pumping it quickly until Ryo closed his eyes and came. Moaning in Japanese as an impressive amount of cum erupted from him. Hot liquid love that kept on coming and coming and coming…
Ryo eventually had to stop my enthusiastic hand. A hand that he kept hold of as he led me back to the shower. Telling me to be careful. Murmuring - ‘don’t slip’ - as stood under the water. His hands and the shower head removing all the cum and gel from me. Even from his own body. Both of us with polite smiles and exit plans on our minds.
I tipped him extra before I left, feeling sexually confused in a way I hadn’t expected. A strange mixture of feelings. It was the first time I had ever paid for sex - but the sex had been some of the best I had ever had. And even though I hated to admit it - it probably wouldn’t be my last time I paid yen for pleasure in the city of Tokyo.
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