Money and power; it's what all of us dream of having (Other than sex with the sexiest guys around). 17-year-old J.J Goldfinger had all of the above. He had inherited the most famous fashion company in the world, discovered he was a Scottish prince and had the hottest husband, not to mention he was already from the richest family in Europe and the top student in grade 12 at his high school.
His husband, Alan Wentworth, and himself lived in a restored ancient castle along Loch Ness. Also living with them were the many servants they had. With the entire world knowing Alan and J.J were gay, no one was suspicious when they hired only male servants, and the servants didn't seem to care about that fact.
On the night of their 1st anniversary, they were celebrating the only way they knew how, fucking each other like there's no tomorrow. But their fun was soon disturbed when J.J's mobile beeped the special beep only when urgent SMS messages are received. J.J was lying there while Alan sucked his cock and wanked his own as J.J reached for his phone and read the message.
J.J's company was in trouble. Since he'd left Paris to live in Scotland, things had gone wrong and he was the only one who could save his company from disaster. He was required to go to Paris immediately to sort things out. He quickly got dressed and was on his way. Of course Alan wasn't pleased about this. What was he going to do without his husband on the most important night of their relationship?
The next day, Alan couldn't stand it anymore. He had gone for almost 24 hours without sex, and he found wanking boring. J.J had always been there for him in the 6 years they'd been together. He was in one of the unused rooms when he got an idea. He called a meeting for all servants. As they entered the room they all stood in a line as always did when they were called upon. He was standing in front of an old chair when he said "Paul, remove my clothes, get me naked now, hurry!" Paul grabbed Alan's t-shirt and ripped it open and off. He seductively ran his hands down Alan's chest and pulled down his pants. Alan's cock was 8 inches soft, and he deliberately wore the smallest and tightest jocks, which made it a slight struggle to get them off. When Paul got them off, Alan's cock flopped out and nearly hit him in the face. "The rest of you, take your shirts off. I'm aware of how hot it's getting in here, so rub those ice cubes over yourselves and cool down." Loud moans filled the room as the servants did what they were told. "Now take the rest of your clothes off." 35 long, hard, fat cocks were now staring at Alan. "I want your cocks to be as hard as they can. Get some more ice cubes and rub them over those poles." The sensation of rubbing the ice cubes up and down their shafts and all over the large, juicy heads was too much for some and they shot their loads all over Alan's chest.
Alan then straddled the chair backwards. "Zack, get over here and fuck my arse." Alan stood up and Zack sat on the back edge of the chair, his cock pointing to the ceiling. Alan sat down on Zack's cock and he began fucking that fine arse. "Lachlan, suck my cock like a lollipop, suck me dry!" Alan panted as he stuck his cock out through the bars on the back of the chair and Lachlan took in all of Alan's 15 inch cock. "Ethan, fuck my mouth, I've always been turned on by that 13 inch rod of yours. All you others jerk off." Before this moment Alan and J.J had seen the cock of every servant. They had to prove they had at least 10 inches to get the job. After they had cum, they fell asleep.
Meanwhile in Paris...
J.J had done what he could for the time being. Before leaving he went to check on a photo shoot that was being done for a new line of swimwear being modelled by Julian and Ryan, the company's hottest models. The shoot had finished when J.J walked in and the two were sitting on beach chairs having a chat. J.J sat on the chair opposite Julian and they talked about stuff. Seeing as they had been modelling Speedos, J.J got great views of Julian's cock. "Yeah, I've got a pretty nice cock don't I?" Julian said. "Huh?" J.J replied, feeling a little embarrassed. "It's alright man. Here, take a closer look." Julian said as he walked over to J.J and pulled down the front of his Speedos, letting his cock hang out. "Have a feel." Julian picked up J.J's hand and placed it on his cock. "I don't suppose I could suck it too." J.J said. "Do what you want to it, it's all your boss."
J.J got on his knees and sucked Julian's cock. J.J soon felt hands on his waist. The hands moved and unzipped J.J's pants and unbuttoned his satin boxers and pulled out his cock to wank it. Desperate for J.J to cum, Ryan pulled down J.J's pants at the back and began to fuck him. That made J.J cum, which made Julian cum. Julian and Ryan had to leave for a shoot for a magazine, so J.J decided to go back to his office. He had just sat down when someone knocked at the door. "Come in." It was Colin Russel, a guy from J.J's high school in Scotland. "What's up? What are you doing here." "My cock is what's up, and I'm here to get you to help me. I'm not sure whether I'm gay or not, but if anyone can help me find out it's you." Before J.J could say anything, Colin had stripped and was lying on the desk. J.J had never seen Colin naked, and that, along with the fact that J.J once had a crush on Colin made him eager to help him. J.J quickly threw his clothes off and laid on top of Colin, kissing him passionately. He then licked his way down Colin's chest before sucking his cock. Colin wanted to try a 69 position so that's what they did. After they came, Colin wanted to be fucked, so he got off the desk and bent over. Just as J.J's cock was about to enter his arse, there was a knock at the door and something was slid under it. It was a newspaper. On the front page was an article about Alan's affair with the servants. J.J tossed the paper aside and fucked Colin. "J.J, I've found my answer. I'm definitely gay that's the best sex I've ever had. Will you be my boyfriend?" J.J didn't answer. Instead he called his lawyer and asked her to send him divorce papers right away. He went back to Colin and hugged him and squeezed his butt cheeks. Colin had his answer.
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