A gay story: Washing Up Ch. 04 Ian walked down the streets of Shinjuku gloomily aware of the lack of money in his pocket. He thought moving to Japan would be everything he dreamed it would be. He’d been living in Japan for a year now, and he was poorer than when he lived in America thanks to the falling rate of the Japanese yen and the company that paid him the absolute bare minimum.
He sighed as he looked in the shop window. His reflection did little to help him. He hadn’t been eating well and it was showing. He lost weight and his clothes were beginning to look baggy on him. He once had a defined body, but the muscles he developed through college have shrunk and the confidence he had along with it. His brown hair fell flat and bags drooped under his eyes. He was tired and wanted to live the life he had in college, chilling, relaxing, and fucking bitches. He was proud of his cock, and he was upset she hadn’t had a chance to use it.
There was an excited yell of people and a cascade of footsteps that caught his attention. People were taking photos and excitedly in Japanese. Because he wasn’t looking, he didn’t see the new rush of people. The crowd knocked him down in their excitement and Ian fell into some water.
“Damn it!” Ian shouted.
A few heads turned, but none stopped to help him. His frustration rose as he thought to himself ‘Who the hell even is this?’. A short white guy dressed all in pink was waving and talking to everyone. His Japanese was perfect, and he was living his best life. Jame’s depression worsened after seeing that.
Someone took pity on him and helped Ian to his feet. Without looking, he thanked the man in Japanese.
“No worries,” the voice said in English. “I’m sorry that you got knocked over.”
Looking up, he saw a tall Japanese man smiling down at him.
“It’s not your fault”, Ian said. The man laughed and shook his head.
“It’s slightly my fault. I let my partner, Blakey, wander off, and he’s become a bit of a celebrity.”
He paused for a moment to look at the crowd growing larger, “We’re going to be here a while, maybe even a few hours. Why don’t we head to my flat nearby? I think I have something that will fit you.”
“I couldn’t impose like that,” Ian protested. “I’m also on the way to work. And, no offense, I don’t know you well enough.”
“I’m sure your employer will understand that you need to get cleaned up. Japanese companies don’t like their employees to be unkempt. If you want, I’ll talk to them and sort it out. My name is Takeshi Tanaka, and not to brag, but my name carries a bit of weight amongst the upper echelons in Japan. I assume you work for an eikaiwa. Please, allow me to do this.”
He didn’t give Ian a change to respond. The man spoke with confidence and certainty.
“Ummm, sure,” I stumbled. “Thank you, Tanaka-san. My name is Ian Smith.”
“Please just call me Tanaka,” he said.
Ian felt cold as the man, Tanaka, gave him a look that did not allow for protests. Ian dialed up his manager and handed the phone to Tanaka. Tanaka smiled and introduced himself in Japanese. Not for the first time, Ian regretted not learning Japanese. He thought the conversation went well as Tanaka smiled throughout the conversation. Tanaka took a photo of Ian and sent it to someone. Probably as proof Ian thought to himself. Tanaka ended the call and gave Ian back his phone.
“Your manager understands and is going to cancel your classes for the day.”
Ian blanched a bit at the idea of losing a day’s wages.
“Since you’re losing money, I’m also going to be repaying you what you would have lost in wages.” Ian tried to protest, but the other man waved it off. “I already know the amount and I won’t take no for an answer.”
Ian sighed but just nodded.
“My flat is just down the street,” Tanaka said. “I’m certain that I have something that’ll fit you.”
Ian looked at Tanaka and wanted to laugh. Tanaka was what Ian dreamed of looking like. He was tall, broad, and well-built. Ian wasn’t gay, but if he was, Tanaka would be at the top of his list.
“Tell me about yourself, Ian,” Tanaka said. “I ask Blakey to tell me about himself and it usually devolves into him giggling and making a Tik-Tok.”
Ian heard of a guy named Blakey around Tokyo. Many of his students were obsessed with him and have shown him more than a few videos. Ian remembers even accidentally liking the videos before unliking.
“Well, I’m from the States. Louisiana to be more precise.”
“Interesting. You must be very popular with the guys around here.”
“I wouldn’t know,” Ian said. “I’m not gay.”
“It’s not gay to appreciate beauty,” Tanaka retorted. “I’m with Blakey, and he’s as male as you and me, just more feminine and more beautiful.”
“I appreciate that, but I like women,” Ian said, and Tanaka switched subjects.
“I’m sure it’ll work out,” he said. “A big country boy like you is bound to make a few heads turn.”
“I don’t know about that either,” Ian admitted. “I’ve lost a bit of muscle because I haven’t been able to eat well.”
Tanaka took this in quietly and nodded. Despite his wealth, he was not unaware of the struggles people went through.
“What made you decide to come to Japan?” Tanaka asked as he made a turn and entered a building, almost having to drag Ian.
“I’ve always wanted to get out of my small town,” Ian said. “There was too much hate and ignorance. I wanted to try teaching English, but it’s not what I thought it would be. Plus, I wanted to find a girlfriend out here.”
“You thought you’d come here and be a sex god,” Tanaka said harshly.
Tanaka laughed, and Ian let the breath he was holding out.
“I’m joking. Things have been difficult for everyone, but the English education market has gone downhill. It was better before, but new teachers are running off and companies aren’t getting any better. How long have you been here?”
“Over a year,” Ian said relieved.
They entered an elevator and Tanaka pressed a button for the top floor.
“I want to stay another year and see if things improve. If not, I’ll try another country. I want to explore the world. I actually like writing and vlogging. I’ve seen a few of Blakey’s Tik-Toks because we both post about Japan.”
“That’s wonderful. I appreciate your positive attitude about things. Most people would complain and quit. You must be a hard worker to work and vlog. How are things going?”
“Work wise, not great. My vlog was picking up, but it’s kinda stagnant at the moment. I’m too drained to do anything fun. It’s starting to show, and my views are dropping.”
Tanaka nodded thoughtfully and let things be quiet for a while. The elevator dinged and let them out to Tanaka’s flat. Ian was gob smacked at the size. Just the entryway was bigger than his own small apartment. Lavish furniture and decorations covered every nook and cranny of the floors and walls. The living room had what had to be the largest TV that Ian had ever seen. Not for the first time since meeting him, Ian was curious about what Tanaka did for work.
Feeling the large hand of Tanaka on his shoulder, Ian let me himself be led to the bathroom, which was also bigger than his apartment.
“I’ll bring you a warm towel in a minute,” Tanaka said. “If you’ll give me your clothes, I’ll have someone bring your clothes to get cleaned.”
It hit Ian that he’d be naked in this man’s home.
“I’m sure that it’ll be fine. I really need to go home and change.”
The look Tanaka gave Ian brokered no nonsense.
“Ian, you’re filthy and muddy. You’re definitely going to change. Take your clothes off, so you can get cleaned up. I won’t tell you again.”
Ian complied with the demanding tone of the man and began stripping.
First, the tie and jacket came off. The slightly yellowed shirt from lack of appropriate cleaning and muddy pants came off. Ian was standing there in the old boxer brief. Tanaka arched an eyebrow and those too came off. Tanaka took the clothes and left after telling Ian to wait for him to show Ian how to use the shower and which products he was welcome to use.
Ian noticed a pleasant smell in the bathroom while he waited. The scent of lavender and vanilla surrounded him, and Ian began to relax. He didn’t notice the smell increase and he started swaying. Two strong arms caught him and brought him to the shower and sat him down in an alcove set into the wall. He thought he felt something poke him in the back, but he wasn’t sure. Ian was dimly aware of the water hitting him. He felt his mind go empty and submitted to the hands guiding him.
“Now Ian, time for your shower,” Tanaka said and began washing him with a purple soap.
“Huh”, Ian asked groggily, but was powerless to resist the hands rubbing the soap over him.
Wherever the soap touched, Ian’s skin tingled, and the sensations traveled all throughout his body. Tanaka’s expert hands rubbed and washed every inch of Ian’s body. The last year of eating poorly and lack of sleep evaporated. The muscle returned and expanded adding definition to his once shrinking body and his cock plumped and grew. The length, once a respectable six inches, grew until it settled into a monstrous ten inches. Tanaka spread Ian’s leg and washed his taint and asshole.
He lifted Ian and swapped seats with him. Using more of the purple soap, he lathered Ian’s ass with the foaming bubbles and watched as the once flat ass blew up to be the perfect bubble butt to match the cock in front of him.
Tanaka’s own cock was neither shorter nor softer. The golden member of the Japanese man stood hard and turgid. The tip, dark with anger, demanded worship. His breath hitched as he watched Ian’s once hairless body sprout body hair in patches. Ian’s bush grew thicker and his balls swole to match his new body.
Tanaka couldn’t resist but kiss the man grinding on his lap. Their cocks rubbed together as they fought for dominance. The battle of tonguemanship ended with Tanaka lifting and pinning Ian to the ground of the show. The water ran down the two of them as Tanaka began the conditioning to seal Ian’s fate as one of his new toys.
“You see this, Ian. You’ll never beat me, but you’ll dominate others. You’ll be my toy in my bed, but everyone will see you as the stud you are. No one, man or woman, will want to deny you, but you won’t need to worry about any woman from today on.”
He took a breath as he watched Ian absorb the information.
“From today on, you’re gay. You’ll only fuck men. There is only one person you’ll submit to, and that’s me. You’ll be the first of my new studs. You’ll keep my boys happy as they wait to worship me. You’ll do everything I command and more.”
Ian struggled to come to terms with his new role in life. Conflicting feelings battled. His love for tits and pussy slowly but surely fell to the image of Tanaka’s cock rubbing against his own. Tanaka shifted to sit back in the alcove, water from the shower cascaded down. Ian looked up to see the man who dominated him. His proud cock stood tall, and Tanaka only had to crook a finger for Ian to crawl over to his new master and worship him.
“Good boy,” Tanaka said as Ian began at the base of his cock and worked his way up, kissing along the way. Precum oozed from the tip and Ian took the golden cock deep in his throat. Ian bobbed his head up and down, never letting Tanaka’s cock leave. The man himself leaned back and let his new stud administer his first of many blowjobs.
Ian saw that his master was enjoying the moment and took that as a cue to move slowly. It was the right thing as Tanaka sighed in pleasure. Soon the cock that dominated his thoughts began to pulse. Being the man he was, Tanaka was able to control his climax. He took a large dollop of purple shampoo and rubbed into Ian’s scalp. His hair and scalp tingled as the expert ministrations did their magic.
Ian felt his mind slow as his bobbing slowed but allowed the turgid cock to remain in his throat. Tanaka began speaking and Ian tried to listen to what his master was saying, but he couldn’t make out the words between the soap and water distracting him. While not conscious of his new instructions, his subconscious took in every word and etched them into his soul.
“When I cum down your throat, you’ll be a new person. Your every waking moment will be about serving me, making me happy, and ensuring that the boys are being fruitful. You’ll continue your blogging, but you’ll also make and sell videos of yourself to draw more people in.”
Tanaka continued his scrubbing of Ian’s head and moved down to his face. His skin tightened and his jawline became hard. A permanent small goatee spouted.
“When I come in you, you’ll be nothing but a dumb, cowboy ready to make content and fuck men. You’ll only speak with a southern accent and wear revealing clothes. You’ll be too dumb to teach any Japanese person English, but you’ll teach them what it means to get fucked.”
Tanaka took over the face fucking and used Ian’s head as a living fleshlight.
As Tanaka grew closer and closer to coming, he quickened the pace of the face fucking. His grunts echoed around the shower. Calling Ian names like “dumb hick”, “himbo slut”, and “cowboy bitch”, he erupted down Ian’s throat and the words sank into his subconscious and his mind shut down as his brain rewired everything.
As Tanaka washed himself and Ian off with actual soap, he took stock of Ian’s hair, now light brown with purple strands and his eyes, bright blue and filled with adoration for the man standing before him.
“How do you feel, Ian?” Tanaka asked.
“Well, master, I reckon I feel as good as lemonade on a sunny day”, Ian said in a drawl. “Why don’t you take that there cock and really seal the deal?”
The smile Ian gave Tanaka was nothing short of brilliant, and Tanaka couldn’t help but notice Ian stroking his own large cock.
“I daresay, Ian, that is a great idea!”
The newly buff cowboy jumped up and almost slipped on the tile. Tanaka smiled at the dumb slut. He rose and waited for Ian to fall in behind him. He strode to his bedroom where the large king-sized bed lay in wait. Tanaka got on his bed and positioned himself in the center. He crooked his finger once more for Ian to service his cock.
Ian wasted no time in slurping down his master’s cock. The noises of the buff, dumb country boy worshiping his cock was music to his ears. The echoes of the moans of pleasure emitting from both men drowned out any other noises.
Not wanting to wait any further, Tanaka lifted Ian up to kiss the stud. He grabbed the man and pinned him down. Despite being a strict top, Tanaka wasn’t selfish. He kissed the way down Ian’s chest, paying special attention to his hairy nipples. After giving his newest toy some pleasure, it was time for Tanaka to take his prize. He worked his way down Ian’s abs relishing the hair leading down to his goal, Ian’s virgin hole.
Thanks to the purple soap, Ian’s hole was changed to be much more accommodating to than a random slut on the street. Tanaka grabbed Ian’s to keep it out of his way and tasted the fruits of his labors. Tanaka’s tongue made contact with Ian’s hole and the stud writhed in pleasure. The more he lapped, the more Ian wrapped his legs around Tanaka.
“Spread your legs, slut”, Tanaka said. “It’s time to get fucked.”
Ian spread his legs and smiled a big, goofy smile. Tanaka looked down at his newest acquisition. He loved the soft smoothness of Blakey, but he wanted someone more masculine at times. He was breathing heavily, and the overpowering lust was beginning to take control.
Sticking three fingers into Ian’s augmented ass to make sure that Ian was ready, Tanaka smiled as he was able to enter the velvety smoothness with minimal resistance. He aimed his leaking cock at Ian’s entrance and inched his way in. Soon, he would be able to enter much more easily, but he enjoyed breaking in his stud.
Ian felt the large member enter him slowly. Despite knowing that he was changed on some level, the nanites changed his asshole to associate things entering his ass as the most pleasurable thing known to man. Any pain he might have had has long since been changed to the utmost pleasure. He moaned in pure ecstasy as Tanaka bottomed out. Ian’s large cock leaked copious amounts of cum. It leaked down his abs and onto the bed causing dark stains on the silken black sheets.
Tanaka thrusted faster and harder. Despite being on the bottom with the powerful frame of Tanaka thrusting into him, Ian thrusted back as much as he could in order to allow his master more entrance and to somewhat selfishly allow his spot to be hit more and more.
“Please! Harder,” Ian begged.
Tanaka rewarded his toy with more power. Knowing that he was almost ready, Tanaka increased his pace much to Ian’s delight.
“After this, you’ll be calling me ‘Daddy, boy,” Tanaka said. “My boys will always call me ‘Daddy.”
“Yes, Daddy. Anything you want!” Ian shouted. “Please cum in me. Mark me as yours!”
“Whatever my slut wants,” Tanaka laid onto Ian’s chest and whispered into Ian’s ear.
Tanaka thrust one more time and erupted. Jets of cum shot and painted Ian’s insides white. Ian screamed in joy and shot rope after rope of cum between their chests. Both men panted and looked into each other’s eyes. Cum leaked from Ian’s ass and down his chest, but none made a move to clean the mess.
“Finding you was one the best things I’ll ever do in this life,” Tanaka said honestly.
“Do you mean that, Daddy?” Ian asked.
“I’ll have many sluts in the future, but you’ll always be one of my favorites.”
The two men crawled further into the bed and fell asleep. The knock of one of Tanaka’s guards admitting Blakey into the room.
“Oh! You had fun without me,” Blakey whined. The waking Tanaka smiled and told the pink clad twink to join them. It was a busy night for the three of them.
One month later.
“Hi babes,” Blakey said. “Ian and I are going to Hokkaido with Daddy today. Ian come say something.”
The buff country boy came into frame dressed in an open flannel and tight pants. His bright blue eyes matched the shirt, and the cowboy hat Tanaka chose for him to wear that day.
“Hi y’all”, Ian said. “Hope y’all are doing good today, and you come see me and Blakey have fun with a new friend soon. Links are in the bio!”
Blakey tried to look angry, but it only made him look cuter.
“Hey! No plugging things in my lives, unless you’re going to plug something different!” He said with a sultry whine.
“Don’t worry hun, I’ll make sure you’re plugged up good and full later. It’s time to go. Daddy is getting ‘frustrated’.”
Ian walked away with a wink, but his tone conveyed the command.
“Sorry babes! I need to go. Can’t leave your daddy upset.”
Blakey ended the live and followed after the newest addition to his Daddy’s stable of men.