George Renault left his bank and walked toward his waiting b..

George Renault left his bank and walked toward his waiting black Mercedes 600 limousine. The driver was holding the car’s back passenger door open for his employer. As Renault got into the car and the driver closed the door, his cellphone beeped. He pulled out his cellphone and saw a message from his wife reminding him about their engagement with the ambassador this evening. The driver started the car and began to drive toward Renault’s home. George Renault was a very wealthy and powerful man, and like most men like him he grew bored easily. He had a new y0ung trophy wife but he still wasn’t satisfied. Just then Renault received another text message. He smiled as he read it. “There a change of plans, Charles,” he called to the driver. “Take me to the Saint Gregory.” “Yes, sir,” the driver replied. The limousine made a turn and headed back into the city. In a few minutes the limousine pulled in front of the upscale hotel. A valet quickly opened the door and Renault step out of the car and walked into the hotel. The hotel lobby was elegant as Renault made his way to the front desk. He was greeted by a yung man, impeccable dress, “can I help you sir.” “I’m George Renault, there a room reserved for me,” Renault replied. “I will take care of Mr. Renault, you may help the guests at the next desk, Bradley,” the hotel manager came up to the yunger man. Bradley nodded and back away. The manager was serious as he began to touch the computer. “Everything is arranged Mr. Renault. You have full access to the presidential suite as along as you like. There are no other occupied rooms on the floor so you have complete privacy,” the thin, taller man handed Renault a keycard. “I hope you enjoy your time with us, sir.” The manager leaned forward and whispered, “your package is wait in the room.” “Thank you,” Renault took the key and headed toward the elevator When he got to the floor he headed toward the presidential suite’s double doors. It was obvious that he indeed got the entire floor to himself. He opened the door and step into the luxury suite. A tray and a chilled bottle of champagne was waiting for him on a table. Renault read the card with it and throw it down on the table. He walked toward the double doors to the bedroom and swung the door open. He was pleased with what awaited him. On the large king size bed was a naked muscular yung man. The eight33n year old muscle boy was on his knees, his muscular chest and handsome head was face down in the bed. The boy’s wrists were bounded to his ankles and a blindfold was tried securely over his eyes. He tried to yell for help when he heard Renault come in but an o-ring gag kept his mouth open and unable to scream for help. Renault smiled as he walked into the bedroom. He knew the boy. Astor was a friend of his son’s, a star athlete at his son’s elite boarding school. The muscular yung man was handsome with a fine perigee. Renault had met the boy on several occasions and found him sexy and arrogant. Astor’s family was richer then Renault’s and had European royalty in his perfect genes, a fact that the cocky stud reminded Renault’s son on several occasions. Astor started to struggle at his bounds as he heard Renault approaching the bed. Renault watched the boy’s muscles struggling against the bounds. The muscles were smooth and tight. Renault circled the bed admiring the helpless stud. Astor’s muscular thighs were spread and his tight plump ass was exposed. Renault reached out and touched the flawless ass, causing the boy to struggle harder and try to pull away to no avail. Astor tried to yell louder, demanding the stranger to stop but it came out only as muffled sounds. Renault slapped the muscular ass hard, causing the boy to jump. The ass was so hard. Renault slapped the ass again, harder. Each time the normally cocky boy cried out. Astor had no idea who Renault was. Renault walked back around the large bed and grab Astor’s shoulder length hair, pulling the boy’s head up. He was handsome even with his blue eyes blindfolded and his full lips f0rced open by the gag that was strap around his head. Tears were run down the chisel, yet boyish cheeks. He look so much different then the arrogant brat that Renault knew. While still holding Astor’s hair, the older man reached behind the boy and roughly pushed a finger into the exposed boypussy. Astor tried even harder to get away. It was useless. Renault laughed as he moved the finger in and out of the virgin hole. It was smooth and tight. Astor muffled curses grew more desperate. Renault so so turned on by the boy’s cries. He pulled out his finger from the boypussy and began to undress out of his expensive business suit. He continue to stare and admire the muscular jock’s weeping body. Renault’s cock was hard and throbbing as he freed it from his pants. He then grabbed Astor’s long hair. He remembered Astor begging about how girls love his hair. Renault pulled the boy’s head toward his cock and pushed it between the o- ring. Astor was gagging as the older man moved in and out of his tight virgin mouth. He couldn’t resist or bite down as his mouth was r*ped. Astor was uncontrollably sobbing over the cock as it pounded his throat. Once Renault thought his cock was covered enough by the boy’s drool, he pulled out of the tight o-ring. With his cock covered in saliva and drool, he moved behind Astor’s tight muscular ass. Renault grabbed the boy’s powerful hips and roughly pushed into the virgin hole. Astor tried to pull away but Renault’s firm grip kept him in place. Astor’s ass was pure heaven to the older man. Renault was straight but nothing compared to a virgin boy pussy, especially one as muscular and tight as Astor’s. Renault rammed in and out of the jock, harder and deeper each time. Renault’s old, flabby body pounded against Astor’s hard, firm, smooth ass. The more Astor tried to fight the more turn on Renault became and he fucked the boy harder. Finally, Renault couldn’t hold back anymore. He moaned loud and shot his load deep inside Astor. He pulled out and dropped the jock’s spent body on the bed. Feeling satisfied he made his way to the suite living room and poured himself some of the expensive champagne. He slip the champagne until he recovered enough for round two with the sexy jock boy.