[BEACH TREASURE]
You check your map and your GPS gadget. You confirm that this is your place. Finally, after many days of travelling you finally find your goal.
You fold the map that your great grandfather has passed down to you. Time to look for your ancestor's hidden treasure.
As you walk into the beach with your metal deteftor device, you wonder how your lot would look like once you have found it. Will it be inside a chest? Will it be in a sack? How was it hidden? And what are inside it?
You feel awkward as you walk by the coastline with long stick in your hand. You try to look for any warning signals from your device.
There are a few men staying there. They are looking at you funny.
"Hey, what do you think you're doing buddy?!"
You look to the water and see a dark skinned man in trunks sternly looking at you.
You feel threatened, "sorry. I'm just looking for something. I'll be done soon."
Another guy, wearing black trunks calls out to him, "are you looking for treasure?!"
You are surprised. How come they know about the treasure. You refuse to answer.
The first man swims to you then takes your materials and holds you tightly.
"Wait! Shit?! What are you doing?!" you complain. But the guy is too muscular and strong for you.
The black trunks guy also swims out, picks up his scuba gear and walks, "let's take him to our leader."
You continue groaning as you are pulled into land. Despite promises of stopping the hunt and leaving your captor continues to manhandle you.
Your retorts are paused when you arrive to a large mansion.
The three of you enter the gate. Then you see another man-- a stud wearing stylish trunks-- standing by the stairwell.
His captor pushes him forward, "leader, we found this man looking for treasure by the shore."
"He might be the one," exclaims the guy in black.
The leader looks at him and asks, "whose treasure are you looking for?"
You swallow and decide to be honest. "From my Great Grandfather Mr. Schatz."
The leader looks shocked, "is it true? Do you have his map?"
Your hands are shaking as you give him the old parchmemt.
The leader examines it. "This is it. It is his. Finally, the bloodline of our leader has visited us! Come!"
Even in your confusion, you follow them as they came inside the mansion. Then you are led to a vault full of gold bars, jewelry and diamonds.
"Wooooah," you gasp.
"All of these are yours. Our ancestors who were friends to Mr. Schatz, built this safehouse to guard this until his true heir arrives."
"I don't know what to say!" you mutter.
The leader continues to speak, "also, our ancestors are slaves to your family. And we have been waiting to be of service to you. Shall we serve?"
"What do you mean?" you ask.
The leader looks at the two minions, "show our master."
The two men kneel in front of you, pull down your pants and take turns sucking on you cock.
Everything happened too fast. You are already overwhelmed with the heat that bursts in your body as they expertly suckle on your penis. You are not gay, but this definitely is a welcome feeling for you.
The leader steps closer to you, takes your hand and kisses it, "please stay with us, Schatz heir our master. We will serve, protect and make you satisfied."
He kisses your lips before you can even answer, "yes."
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