PARADISE ISLAND PHOTOSHOOT CHAPTER TWO
After getting out of..
🕑 Added 2022-04-23 01:24:56 +0000 UTC
PARADISE ISLAND PHOTOSHOOT CHAPTER TWO
After getting out of the shower and dried himself off, Amir then walked back into the living area of the suite. He went through the assortment of swim suits and chose the less revealing suit, which was yellow swim bikini briefs. He pushed his thick cock and heavy balls into the tiny briefs. Amir then slipped on a pair of sliders and gathered up some towels and bottle water. He adjusted his bulging crotch one last time, before heading to the nearest pool area.
Amir was turning a lot of heads from the all male guests as he confidently strutted through the resort and out into the pool area. Amir felt their eyes on his body as he walked half naked before them. He noticed that most of the guests were older and obviously very wealthy, while the staff was all good looking and muscular. Amir found a set of lounge chairs in an isolated area of the pool. He spread out his water bottles and towels and settled down on the pool to enjoy the warm Mediterranean sun. He pulled his luscious long hair back into a ponytail. Women loved his long hair and his rugged permanent five o’clock shadow beard. Near him was a table with four older, overweight men. Amir could still feel their eyes on him. He appreciated their admiration but it was starting to creep him out. He reached for his cellphone to call his agent to give him a piece of his mind about setting him up for the gig at a gay resort. However, as he tried to make the call he discovered that there was no reception.
A waiter approached him carrying a tray with an exotic drink on it. The boy wore a pair of white short shorts that revealed his tan, smooth and well developed quads, and a tight white tank top that showed off his large, smooth pecs, and muscular shoulders and arms. Amir had to admire the waiter. He definitely had what it takes to be a model like Amir.
“Commentary drink from the management, sir,” the waiter placed the drink on the table beside Amir.
“I really can’t. I have a photo shoot tomorrow and can’t afford to get any excess weight,” Amir laughed and rubbed his chisel 8 pack.
The waiter looked confused. It was obvious that the younger man wasn’t very bright.
“The drink has zero calories and no sugar. You can trust me on that,” a middle aged, Italian man came up behind the waiter and placed his hand on the younger man’s muscular shoulders. “That's fine Damien, you can leave the drink.”
“Yes, sir,” Damien bowed his head and placed the drink on the table by Amir and hurried off.
“I’m sorry I didn’t greet you when you arrived yesterday. I however had pressing matters to deal with. I am Xavier Pompeii, the manager of the resort,” he extended his hand to Amir.
“My pleasure,” Amir gripped the older man’s outstretched hand.
Xavier had a firm grip as they shook hands. Amir couldn’t help but notice the ring on the manager’s hand. It was gold with a large crest on it, and looked very old. Xavier was a fit man for his age. The older man was tan with salt and pepper hair. He wore a pair of crispy white pants and a pale blue button up shirt. The top three buttons of the shirt were undone, showing off a turf of hair on his tan chest.
Amir took a sip of the drink. “You greet all of your guests?”
“I try,” Xavier sat on the edge of the lounge chair beside Amir. “Is the drink to your liking?”
“Yes, it’s very good,” Amir answered and took another sip.
“I’m glad. I’m quite glad you are a part of our advertising campaign for the resort and our exclusive line of swimwear,” Amir noticed Xavier’s eyes traveling down his shredded half naked body.
“The resort owns the swim line as well,” Amir asked, suddenly feeling woosley.
Amir shook his head trying to clear his head.
“Yes, we started a line of clothes for our clientele’s boys. We realized that they want their boys to look sexy during their stay on the island,” Xavier smiled.
“Boys?” It was getting harder for Amir to think.
“Keep drinking, Mr. Amir,” Xavier picked up the drink and put the straw to Amir’s mouth.
Amir looked at the older man while sipping more of the drink.
“Good boy,” Xavier put the drink back on the table and then pulled out a bottle from his pants’ pocket.
“What’s. . .that,” Amir found it harder to talk.
“Just the resort's own bend of sunscreen. We don’t want you to burn before your shoot tomorrow do we,” Xavier laughed and squeezed a generous amount of the white cream onto his hands.
Amir could only watch as the manager reached over and started to rub the cream on to his right thigh. As soon as the lotion absorbed into his tight skin a tangling went through Amir’s body.
“Ah, oh,” he moaned and let his head fall downward.
Xavier continued to rub the lotion into the tight stretched skin while also tracing the thick pumped veins up the model’s smooth inner thigh. Amir found himself spreading his massive legs to give the older man more access to his body. His cock was visibly hard, trapped in the tight tiny briefs, forming a thick tube under the yellow spandex material. Amir could hear the old men laughing from the nearby table but didn’t care. Xavier’s hand reached the tight swim briefs and the manager traced his fingers over the leg holes of the briefs, teasing the mindfucked model.
“Please,” Amir found himself begging and spreading his legs further until his feet were flat on the hot cremate.
However, Xavier ignored his pleas to free his cock and instead poured more lotion on his hands. He then rubbed the white lotion over Amir’s 8 pack abs, and up to the massive pecs. The older man moved on to the lounge chair between Amir’s powerful legs and gripped each huge slab of meat. He rubbed and squeezed the oversized pecs. Working the lotion into the meaty nipples. Amir arched his back and groaned. His nipples have never been that sensitive in his life. He reached his arms back and gripped the back of the lounge chair, exposing his trimmed muscular underarms. His biceps and triceps bulging. Amir opened his mouth to moan only to find Xavier’s tongue pushing into his mouth. He then found himself wrapping his muscular legs around the older man, pulling Xavier closer to him. Xavier pulled away from Amir’s mouth and started to peel down the tiny yellow bikini briefs. Amir eagerly lifted up his muscular hips helping the manager to peel the swimsuit over his bubble ass and down the massive thighs. Xavier pulled them down Amir’s long, shredded legs and over his feet before tossing them on the ground. Amir’s fat cock popped free and began to throb and drool pre-cum. The foreskin was pulled tightly back, exposing the salivating cock head. The old men around the pool were moving closer, forming a small group of bystanders watching. They were stroking themselves through their swim suits and some even pulled out their cocks to jerk off while watching. But Amir didn’t care. He wrapped his muscular arms around his own legs and pulled his knees up to his chest, exposing his hole to Xavier and the men. A part of him felt like a slut, a whore, but the straight alpha side of him was having a harder time by the second to think or protest. Xavier poured more of the lotion on his hands and reached between Amir’s spread ass cheeks. He teased the tight hole causing the muscle god to writhe and moan in pleasure. As Xavier pushed the lotion covered finger into his ass, every nerve endings around Amir’s hole and anal canal felt alive. He was actually moaning now like a slut as he was loosened. Xavier smiled at the muscle bound male model as he squeezed in a second finger. He had broken and enslaved numerous muscle gods like Amir over the years.
Amir offered no resistance as he was flipped over onto his stomach. His magnificent ass in the air, facing the men. He gripped the top of the lounge chair as his legs saddle it. Smiling, Xavier slapped each perfectly tone and firm cheek, watching it bounce. Xavier then undid his pants and pulled out his huge, hard cock. Amir felt Xavier’s weight pressing on top of him. He then cried out as the older man pushed between his muscular ass cheeks and penetrated his virgin hole. Xavier grabbed his ponytail, using it as reign, he plowed in and out of the tight man hole. Amir’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as his prostate was pounded over and over. He never felt so much pleasure as his anal muscles flexed around the thick cock. Xavier thrusted deep inside him and paused. Suddenly Amir felt the older man’s warm seed flooding deep inside him. Within seconds Amir quickly followed. Cumming hard and long on the lounge chair below him. He felt Xavier pulled out of his ruined ass. Amir just laid there trying to recover. However, he had very little rest as another man replaced Xavier.
Amir awakens to discover himself laying face down in his bed. Confused, he looked around the dark room. It was obvious late at night from the darkness that creeps through the window. His mind was racing, did he dream what happened by the pool? He lifted his naked body up and felt the intense soreness from his ass. It was then obvious that it was no dream. He could still feel the cum inside his guts, leaking out of his ruined ass. How many men had fucked him by the pool? Amir was overcome with opposing emotions. He been fucked, dominated, and used by men but he found that he enjoyed it. As soon as he stood up, he found his cock was getting hard again. He felt empty and wanted to feel the thickness of any other man’s cock inside his pussy again.
