Paradise island All thoughts of his wife and kids, faded mo..

Paradise island All thoughts of his wife and kids, faded more and more from Matt’s mind as he served each rich male guest at the resort. Each time he was fucked up his large muscular ass he became more submissive. After a week of intense training and fucking, Matt was told that the resort was holding a party in the ancient Roman ruins for the Ides of March. Matt, Mike, Andrei, and several other hotel’s employees were instructed to serve the guests at the party. Each men wore only short silk tunics that barely covered their muscular asses. The silk felt so good against Matt’s muscular smooth body, and his thick cock was tenting the short tunic as he served each other man. The ruins still display the grandeur that the palace was once was. Great marble columns, centuries old still stood, outlining where great, vast rooms once laid. The rich, elaborate mosaics covered the floor, depicting mythology scenes and unadulterated orgies. Everywhere one look their were nude statues of Roman gods and heroes. Some archeologists believe it was a pleasure palace for Caligula, where he played out his most debauchery fantasies. Along the vast terraces, that over looked the ocean and the entire island, Lavish beds were arranged like dining couches in the Roman style. At the three head dining coaches lounged Xavier Pompeii, the American senator and the televangelist. The televangelist was arguing about the decadence of pagan Rome, while he fingered an American college gymnast. The boy was biting his lips trying to stop himself from moaning as the televangelist roughly pushed his finger in and out of the blond boy’s tight hole. The televangelist’s own son was a gymnast in college back in the states, the same age as that beautiful boy. A reason the older man chosen the boy from the wide selection available. However, when Matt approached the three head couches, the televangelist lost interest in the boy’s ass. As Matt leaned forward, this short tunic raise up and showed off his full man ass. The thick hamstrings of his legs were defined and pumped from the hours of squats Matt, Mike, and Andrei had done earlier to get ready for the night. Matt’s hole was shaved smooth and buried deep between his muscular ass cheeks. The televangelist stared in lust at the ass. Matt was no boy, his legs and ass exhibition pure power. The televangelist watched in lust as the American senator took a divour from the platter Matt held, while running his hand up the thick thighs and under the tunic. Matt closed his eyes as the southern senator pushed a fat finger into his hole. A commotion from another dining couch pull the attention away from Matt’s ass. The Russian captain was roaring in laughter as he held down one of his former sailors, and was roughly r*ping the muscle bound sailor. The captain was laughing as he told the sailor in Russian, how long he been waiting to fuck his pussy. The sailor was built like a prize fighter and probably would have an excellent career in the west as a MMA fighter. Instead he was being held face down on the couch getting fucked by his former commanding officer. “The best ass in the Russian navy,” the captain proclaimed as he came deep inside the smooth Russian stud. The action at the Russian’s table, soon boil over on to other dining tables, as the party was transformed into an orgy. Mike was on his knees working on Xavier’s cock, as the resorts manager ate and observing the action of the near by dining couches. He picked at the party food with one hand and guided the sexy male model’s head up and down his cock. The look on the muscular stud’s face was that of pure bliss. Andrei was pulled upon on another Russian officer’s lap and Andrei was soon fucking himself on the Russian cock. Matt attention was pulled to the televangelist as the older man gave his ass a hard slap, causing Matt to jump. The televangelist was amazed and turned on as he watch the firm, oversized ass cheeks bounce at each hard impact. The religious man had a fetish for spanking muscular younger men and Matt’s ass was his dream. He grabbed Matt’s short hair and pulled the larger man over the dining couch. Matt obediently laid face down as the silk tunic was ripped from his body, leaving him nude. He grunted as the televangelist delivered each hard slap on to his ass.