[PRESIDENTIAL MASSAGE]
The undercover agent showed his badge to the front desk of the hotel, "hello. I'm a National Investigations Agent. I need to get a room at this hotel. I need a room by the east side at your highest floor."
The agent strategically chose that hotel to be his hideout. A most wanted drug dealer was in town and is currently staying at the hotel accross the street. He needs to be in an area where he can closely watch the criminal's moves.
"Sir, the only available unit in that area is the presidential rainbow suite," the receptionist responded.
"I'll take it."
He was lead to a big room. After being left alone, surveyed the scene and planted binocular cameras that took shots of the room on the other side, where his target was.
He laid on the bed, planning to just take a quick nap to refresh. But the bed was too soft, it invited him into a deep slumber.
It was already morning when he woke up. He immediately got off the bed. To his surprise, there were to muscled men wearing nothing but skimpy designer briefs.
He quickly got his gun and pointed it at them, "who the hell are you?!"
The man in black briefs raised his arms, "hey we're just here to give your morning complimentary muscle massage!"
"Yeah, those who take the presidential suite get this service automatically," the man in white briefs added.
He dropped his gun, "okay okay. Why the hell are you dressed like that for a massage?!"
"Uhm. This is a gay friendly hotel," the man in black informed him.
"Oh..." he cooed, "but I'm not gay okay? I'm just here because of work."
"Yeah sure. So are you getting that massage?" the man in white asked
The investigator walked around and looked into the binoculars he set up. He did not note any movement.
He sat back on the bed and sighed, "yeah sure. Do what you need to do."
The man in black went behind him and pulled up his shirt. "Woah, you're pretty buff man." Then he felt the man's hands kneading his shoulders.
The man in white took off his shoes and massaged his feet.
He closed his eyes in relaxation. The two muscled masseuse were very good in massaging his tired body.
Suddenly, he felt his pants pulled down and a hot steamy feeling covered his penis.
The investigator opened his eyes in shock as he found the man in white sucking his cock.
He wanted to recoil and complain but his dick responded positively to the expert sucking.
The man in black behind him whispered, "how's the service so far?"
"Good. Damn good," he muttered in response.
The man in black kissed him. It was just the beginning of his presidential sensual massage service.
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