Paradise island-Matt part 4
After fucking his wife the rest..
🕑 Added 2021-02-26 02:46:29 +0000 UTC
Paradise island-Matt part 4
After fucking his wife the rest of the night, in the morning he took his flight from London to Rome. From Rome he flew on a private jet to the resort island.
On the plane were two Americans. The two men weren’t together but obviously knew each other, as they chatted the whole flight, asking about each other’s families and friends. Both older men also stared and flirted with Matt. Matt, with his intelligence knowledge, knew of the men. One was a conservative US senator for one of the United States southern states. The feminine senator openly flirted with Matt and kept staring at Matt’s thick thighs As they stretched his super slim stretch Father Sons jeans. The other man was younger then the senator and was a well know televangelist of a mega church. How the men kept looking at him gave the normally calm Matt chills. He was use to people staring at him but those men were looking at him like a piece of meat and they would jump and r*pe him if they could. However, they didn’t try to make any advances on him. He mused that they were probably warned that he was straight meat and off limit, or it probably was the cold, don’t try it, look he gave them. Instead they took their desires out on the muscular flight attendant. The Italian bodybuilder’s black slacks was so tight they were almost painted on his thick thighs and round ass. The white short sleeves shirt was stretched over his massive pecs and the sleeves hugged his huge arms. As he brought the two men drinks, the senator ran his hands up the flight attendant’s muscular hamstring. The younger man didn’t protest. Later the televangelist followed the flight attendant into the kitchen cabin. A few minutes later, the conservative preacher came back, readjusting his clothes. Matt turned his attention to the window as the ler jet approached the island. Matt was amazed by the size of the island. On the western side of the island stood extensive ruins of a Roman palace. On the opposite, eastern, side, high on the cliffs, stood a beautiful well preserved Roman temple. On the northern shore stood a grand modern hotel, while the southern shore offered extensive white sand beaches. After circling the island, the jet landed on a runway at the center of the island.
When Matt departed the plane he was greeted by Mike and Andrei. The three long time friends greeted each other with hugs. They had worked with each other for years and had grew close. Matt knew he had to rescue them. However, they didn’t look worst for wear. Their matching blue tank tops stretched over their massive pecs and the short white shorts showed off their thick smooth legs. They were both tan and look happy. But there was something off about them, Matt just couldn’t point out what it was.
A grey headed man in a white suit approached them, “ah, Mike, Andrei, this must be your friend Matt.”
The man held out his hand and Matt gripped it in a handshake.
“This is Xavier Pompeii, the manager here on the island,” Mike smiled as he introduced the older, well dress man.
“Thank you for letting me stay at your resort for a couple of weeks. I told Mike that I’m willing to work to pay for my stay.”
Xavier spoke in a thick, yet upper class Greek accent, “nonsense, a friend of Mike and Andrei is a friend of ours. Stay as long as he need. I head so much about you that I feel that I know you so well.” Xavier’s brown eyes roamed over Matt’s built athletic body. When he noticed that Matt saw him, Xavier smiled and turned his head toward the senator and televangelist. “I better greet our other guests,” Xavier accused himself.
“Come on let get you settle in and we can have a workout,” Andrei slapped Matt on the back and picked up his bags.
As Matt followed his two friends, he couldn’t help but noticed that through the thin white shorts were jockstrap likes. The shorts hugged their pump muscular asses. He know both of his friends and knew neither wore jockstraps. Andrei threw Matt’s bags into the back of a topless jeep and all three models jumped into the vehicle, with Matt in the backseat. Before being drove off, toward the resort, Matt turned and saw the US senator talking to the manager while openly groping a tall African men in only a red speedo.
