Corey was puzzled with the sudden outburst and call coming from his Boyfriend. He had attempted to dial him back for the past few minutes but all was for naught.
He fiddled with his blond locks, staring at the sea as he sat by himself on the docks. It was the location of first date Nick and him had together. They both shared a deep kiss as they held hands with one another, watching the sunset until night fall. It was a momentous occasion and they had sticked with each other ever since.
"If only Nick could..."
RING!
Corey checked the collar ID of his smartphone and noticed Nick's name on the top of it. He instantly picked up the phone.
"Hello! Ni--!"
"Oi Tanaka! You fucking old man! Where the hell is the payment for the loan you borrowed? Just cause you some big shot doesn't mean you can escape me."
"What? Who are you? And why do you have Nick's phone?"
"Don't try to play dumb with me hor, Ning Chu knows everything. Now you better get your pansy ass over to the docks tomorrow with the money otherwise I'm gonna fucking beat you up you freaking faggot!" Ning Chu spouted his threats casually, before hanging up.
"Ha? What?" Corey was afraid, both at the fact that some Asian-Chinese gangster named Ning Chu may have done something to Nick, and the fact he's demanding his loan back at tomorrow at the same docks he's at now.
Corey panicked as he ran past a group of well-dressed Japanese salarymen as they spoke in their native tongues. Well dressed, smart-looking men in their forties as they spoke professionally in their native tongue...No! It's no time to be fantasizing about--
"You know, USA is a fine country, but what's best are these cruise ships."
"They just recently opened a new Casino in there! I can't wait to try it out."
Corey stopped at his tracks, and turned around. Not even caring that he suddenly understood every word the Japanese men said. Despite not having gambled before, somethingabout a casino really intrigued him, like the risks and thrills, the drinks they constant serve to their guests for free, the games and the atmosphere. Oh the thought of it excited him all.
Corey slipped in between the group of salaryman, whom didn't notice the out of place surfer as they continued speaking In their dalilect with one another, Corey joining them.
The captain instantly welcomed each of them in Japanese and welcomed each member to the VIP section instantly.
"Welcome back, Koreya-Kun, the VIP section is just reserved for you."
Nick didn't feel confused or shocked as he reached out his hand to shake with the captain's. The powerful firm handshake was transferred back to him as he aged a good amount of years, reaching a mature forty like the captain's . He felt his body stretch taller to a 5ft 11, muscles losing that surfer definition while retaining a healthy office worker's body from daily exercise. Nick used to love playing sports when he was younger, yet he lost his touch as he moved on to become a good salaryman with a proper income. He nodded as he remembered those good times.
A navy blue business suit, dress pants covering his tall matured legs, a tight black dress shirt with a vest and suit jacket enclosing his wild, aged but toned body, with a light coloured tie and pocket square. His hair naturally slicked backwards in response to his old-found professionalism.
"Thank you! Daisuke-Kun."
He thanked the captain, Daisuke was a Long time Friend of his and always gave him and his group VIP passes to some special rooms. Where he and the boys can play and have fun.
Corey went to his room, still wearing his business attire as he liked it that way, looking at himself at the mirror. He straightened his tie and tightened the belt around his waist, trying his best to look good and strong for tonight. He was going to win his cash back from the Vietnamese with his team, so that he could pay Ning Chu back.
Memories of himself and Corey faded away as they are replaced with the first time he met Ning Chu for a loan, years were reduced to a few weeks as he had just recently lost all his cash and desperately needed a loan in which Daisuke recommended the Chinese gangster to him. They both shook each other's hands firmly as they....
Ding dong! Corey opened the door and...
"Heya stud, time for some extra service." A beautiful busty blond shown up at the door, dressed in only a bikini and bra as she trailed down to Corey's sleeved arms.
Corey could only stare at the woman as she teased him in every way possible. Feeling his biceps and tighs as they began to swell with muscle and experience. He always enjoyed shooting with his guns, the one with bullets and the one with his own bullets.
The woman pushed him onto the bed as he kicked off his white loafers, exposing his large, tanned feet. His skin texture took on a yellower hue as the Tan remained. His hair darkened into a pitch black as a result of his new heritage.
His eyes narrowed, as he cooed. His face roughening and reshaping until that of a similar type as of his peers, handsome , aged but charming. And abit western cause the ladies dig guys who are mixed blood.
As the woman reached down to his pants, memories of him plowing tons of women every weekendnight after a good night's gamble. Heterosexuality predominating his dick, as it rose to full length.
Ning Chu was only willing to lend real men any money. Although it wasn't much of a problem for Mr Tanaka. Surrounded by women, Ning Chu gladly lent the 40 year old Japanese Tycoon the cash he needed. Tanaka was glad that at least other Asian youths these days still followed the old tradition and are not screwing around with something that would bring dishonour to their family.
After getting the money, he slowly balanced his winnings and loses for the past few weeks. Making sure he always had enough tips for the ladies if his body requested for the pleasure. He was certain that he and his Anikis are going to win tonight.
With all the screwing around in both his sex life and in gambling. Tanaka Koreya had the time of his life on cruise.