Paradise Island photoshoot It was supposed to be a photosh..

Paradise Island photoshoot It was supposed to be a photoshoot and vacation on a Mediterranean island resort that his agent promised would make Amir in high demand in the modeling world. When Amir got to Paradise Island, the straight middle eastern man found it far from a straight man’s paradise. He instantly discovered that the entire island resort was only men. Not a single woman was on the island. He told himself that he would be here just for the photoshoot and would leave as soon as possible. However, Amir had to admit that the island was beautiful and the suite he was setup in was beyond any hotel room he ever stayed in. It was even bigger than his Paris apartment, and a lot grandeur. There was even a bottle of sweet wine, made on the island, waiting for him in the room. After the long flight from Paris to the isolated island he needed a drink and relaxed. He poured himself a glass. Amir reached behind his head and pulled his hair out of the ponytail and let his thick, long black hair fall to his mountious shoulders. He then settled down on the couch to relax from the flight and sip the wine. In minutes he felt sleepy. “Damn,” Amir yawned. “I must be exhausted from the flight,” he could barely keep his eyes open as he got up from the soft couch and walked to the bedroom. The bed was huge with white satin sheets and even white fur covers. Amir couldn’t wait to lay down on it and fall asleep. He proceeded to unbutton his satin stylish designer shirt, revealing his huge pecs and chisel 8 pack. He always prides himself on looking good, in and out of clothes. Amir then kicked off his leather shoes and did his belt and designer pants. Lastly he hooked a thumb into his briefs and pulled them down. For most of his life he only slept in the nude. He has never been modest. Once naked he climbed onto the bed. The bed felt like he was laying on a cloud. It was so soft that the muscular male model fell to sleep laying on his stomach. The next morning he awoke to the sound of the suite door closing. He sat up in bed, finding himself laying on his back with a raging hard on. Amir reached down to stroke himself and discovered that his cock and abs were covered in dry cum. He was confused. Did he cum in his sleep from a wet dream like a little boy? Has someone been in his room? Amir then pulled himself off the bed and walked naked to the living room. On the table where the bottle of wine was left the night before, was a letter and a box. Amir opened the letter to discover that the photographer informed him that the shoot was postponed until the next day. “In the meantime, feel free to wear some of the swimsuits you will be modeling, around the pool. The client said it would be a great promotion for their line.” Amir put down the letter and opened the box. Inside were various swim briefs. Some were quite revealing and sexy. As he looked at the various colors of swimsuits, he felt his cock was still hard. He couldn’t believe how horny he was, as he squeezed his fat cock, working the foreskin down the thick shaft. “And no Damn woman on the fucking island to satisfy it,” Amir said to himself as he closed the box. Amir had the whole day free and decided to spend some time by the pool and then workout and do cardio on the beach to get his body in top shape for the photoshoot. However, he first decided he needed a shower. He walked into the large lavish bathroom and was greeted with a shower surrounded on three sides by mirrors. He smirked at his reflection and flexed before stepping into the stall that was built for three men Amir’s size. He turned on the water and began to soap up his body. He couldn’t help from getting even more aroused as he ran his hands over his chisel smooth muscles. He was completely ready for the photoshoot. His muscles and veins were pumped. One could make out every vein on his shredded legs and arms, they were like road maps. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him. His flawless skin was stretched tight over huge bulging muscles. “I look like a fucking god,” he mused to himself as he flexed in the mirror. His cock was throbbing and demanding attention. Amir very rarely jackoff. There wasn’t any need to, there were always women close by willing to service his thick, uncut piece of meat. Amir watched his massive right arm pumping as he jerked his fist up and down the thick cock. He knew he was so fucking hot. The veins in his legs and arms were pumped and bulging. Amir reached his free arm out and braced it against the mirror wall while looking at his side profile. Looked at his massive powerful legs and up to his round ass that pushed out from his tight, lean waist. Women always compliment him on his firm, large glutes. They were smooth, flawless, perfect spheres. Again he found himself removing his hand from the wall and reaching behind himself. He gave his hard ass cheeks a slap. “Oh, fuck,” he moaned. Amir never slapped his own ass before. He found it oddly simulating. He suddenly had an urge to spread his cheeks and pushed a soapy finger into his hole. Amir had numerous women willing to eat out his ass, but he never let them finger his ass. He moaned as he stroked his insides. It felt so good and he jerked off his cock faster. His powerful legs were shaking and were on the verge of buckling. Amir cried out and shot his load onto the mirror wall. “What the fuck did that came from,” Amir breathed heavily as he recovered from the orgasm. After getting out of the shower and dried himself off, he 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 briefs. Amir slipped on a pair of flip flops and headed to the nearest pool area. To be continued