Author's Note: This chapter has interracial sex and references to languages. I am a white man who only speaks a little Japanese and Chinese from when I lived there as a teacher. While some of this is part of my fantasy, I don't want to fetishize Asian people or the language. Part of this is to add more balance. In porn, one of the things that bothers me with interracial pairings is that stereotypes are relied on. While I am sure that there are some I missed, and please feel free to call me out on it, I wanted to write a story with an Asian top. As the series and stories continue, I will try to break from the stereotypes as much as I can. This site does have some fucked up things, but I want to find the middle of the road in it all. Sorry for the rant. Please enjoy the story.
Takeshi Tanaka enjoyed many luxuries in life. He supped the finest meals and enjoyed the most expensive of alcohols. His luxuries were not limited to food and drink but the most exquisite of objects. Pieces of art, penthouses around the world, and anyone he wanted were within his reach. Being the shadow owner of companies across the globe afforded him the ability to enjoy his life without restraint.
Tanaka did not limit himself to just one person or gender. He reveled in carnal pleasures. The one thing he wanted was someone to happily take the pleasures. The problem he came across was partners who wanted Tanaka to marry them. Tanaka enjoyed many partners and was bound to no one person. He was a man who enjoyed being serviced by as many as possible. He wanted to complete his collection of toys that would make his pleasure their priority.
Blake was the first step in his plan and the first of many bois who'd ensure that his pleasure would never end. This is where our story resumes. Blake has just boarded the plane with his new Daddy and Tanaka would enjoy his newest purchase thoroughly.
Tanaka's POV
The sound of giggles and the shaking of hips at my side made me harder than I've ever been in my life. Normally I would hate the idea of pre-cum stains on the front of my pants, but at this point in time, I couldn't care less. I've had my share of slutty white boys who wanted to see if the stereotype is true, only to be disappointed when I didn't want to date them after fucking them.
I've had my fair share of women who thought I'd be their ticket to the lifestyle of the rich and the famous. People seem to think that I owe them something because they put out. This is not the case for Blake. He's going to be the first of many to fall in line and remember their place.
I look down the aisle to see that my seat has been prepared with a glass of scotch on the table and a mat at my feet for Blake after takeoff. The engines begin warming up as we prepare to leave the country, not that Blake is worried about that. As I sit down, I instruct Blake to take my cock out of my pants and hold it. As the plane's engines begin priming, I want Blake's to do the same. I want him to feel the cock that will dominate his every waking thought and dreams at night.
Blake begins to lick his lips in anticipation as he moves in on his prize.
"Ah, ah, ah," I say, "I didn't give you permission to lick, but you can sniff it. Let it lay across your face."
Blake's smile gets bigger as he gets on his knees and lays my cock on his face, my balls on his lips. The bright blue eyes that surround my cock look up in lust and adoration. Cum begins leaking down my prodigious member into his platinum and pink hair. He's like a dog waiting for his master's permission to eat his treat. I only have to give the order and my cock would be kept warm as long as I wanted. The idea of having a live-in cock sleeve eager only for my pleasure makes me harder.
"Excuse me, sir." a young, caramel skinned man gets my attention from Blake in Japanese.
The look on my face must have shown my frustration as the young man slightly flinches. I don't know who he is, but I assume that he's a new assistant.
"What?" I ask, trying to control my frustration.
"I apologize, sir," he says. "The pilot informed me that we are ready for takeoff. He expresses his apologies in that your toy must wear its seat belt before we can depart. We have an estimated five minutes before your toy would be able to return to its spot."
He is a bit taller than Blake but definitely more muscled, and maybe a few years older. He seems to understand Blake's place.
"I see," I say slowly. "It can't be helped. I waited fifteen hours to get here. I can wait five more minutes."
The young man nods.
"Sit across from me," I say motioning to the seat across from me. "I'd like to ask you some questions. Blake, get in your seat, buckle your seat belt, and continue holding my cock until I tell you otherwise."
Having to switch back and forth between English and Japanese is annoying. I'll have to make sure that Blake is able to understand Japanese in the future.
"Yes, Daddy", he says in his high voice.
With my pre-cum leaking down his face, Blake sits next to me and leans over to follow my instructions. His eyes do not leave my cock, and a primal urge to fuck him rises again. I look back up to see my companion. He's looking at me and Blake, without judgment. The message from the captain announcing that we were cleared for takeoff gets my attention for a brief moment.
"What's your name", I ask.
I motion for him to pour a drink for himself from the decanter nearby.
"Mateo," he replies, taking me up on my offer. "Mateo Silva, sir. I was hired last week by your assistant in Japan and brought on board while you were waiting on your toy to arrive."
"I see," I say, sipping my drink.
I look back down at Blake as his dainty hands on my cock. His pale, white hands unable to reach around my thick golden shaft in it's entirely.
"Mateo," I start, "You seem unfazed by the sight of my boi." I gesture to Blake, emphasizing boi.
"Yes, sir," he replies. "I've been informed of your tastes by your secretary. They align with my own."
I look down to see his own cock hardening. It's good to know that I will be able to use him in the future.
"Do you have much experience?"
"Yes, sir. In Brazil, there were many that tasted my cock and begged for more. I trained more than a few toys to suit the taste of my employers. That was how I was found and brought to you."
