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Some years ago, I was visiting a friend. Her husband said that we should go to the spa, and maybe get some massages. I figured, hell, a massage sounds good. Little did I know what was coming my way.
When I arrived at the spa, it was divided for men and women. In the men’s area, all the dude’s were hanging out completely naked. They were chilling in the Jacuzzi, pool, everywhere, naked! This was not what I was expecting, but it pales in comparison to what was to come.
So my buddy had signed me up for a massage and scrub. Now, I’m butt naked, so I’m beginning to worry here. Shortly thereafter, a man shows up in what looks like the Korean version of a male thong. My buddy tells me that he’s there for me and that it was already covered.
Reluctantly, I followed the dude in the thong. He took me to this still public area, and had me lay down on this platform of sorts. He then took a scrubby, and started to scrub and wash down my entire naked body. This was one of the weirdest experiences of my life. I mean, the actual scrubbing and everything felt good, but it was a dude doing it.
This man was very thorough, I’m talking butt hole, nut sack, man tool, THAT thorough. He scrubbed and cleaned everything. Now, I don’t know about you guys, but what I was most scared of during this scrub was that I’d get a chubber. See, that thing has a mind of it’s own, and though I have no attraction or interest in men, you poke around down there enough, and you may get a response. Of course, the wanna be alpha men will say “I’d never get hard from a dude massaging my penis.” Yeah, whatever bro. If that makes you feel good about yourself, more power to you.
Afterwords, I asked my friend if he knew what would happen, he said yes. He went through it, and he wanted me to go through it. Some friend! Thankfully the chubber didn’t happen on this day. It was definitely weird for me, but I have never forgotten my naked male Korean massage.
Growing Up Bronx