[SON'S CAR]
Jalur opened the door of the car that was lent to him. There was a man in white suit and tie that met him in the parking lot.
"You have arrived. Mr. Santu will meet you shortly," the man greeted.
Jalur went out and carried his bag, "who are you?"
"I'm his buttler," the man replied, "he is still doing important business in his unit. Maybe you would be interested to see the scenery at the terrace."
Jalur followed the buttler to the elevator. He was lead to the hotel's grand terrace, where a pool deck could be found.
"You can order anything from the bar sir," the buttler informed, "Mr. Santu will pay for anything you desire."
"Wow. Cool. Thanks!" Jalur chirped.
"I shall check with Mr. Santu and come back when he's ready for you," the buttler mentioned before he left.
Jalur ordered a fancy drink by the bar. He took.hus sando off and enjoyed the sun as he looked at the beach in front of him. It was so luxurious, unlike the slums he usually stayed in.
After thirty minutes, the butler came back and said, "he's ready to see you."
They both went into the elevator and up the penthouse.
"I shall leave you two," the butler said after opening the door and walking back to the elevator.
Jalur saw Mr. Santur, a middle aged man. He was a business tycoon. But now, he was a muscular god, standing with proud pecs and skimpy trunks.
"Jalur!" Mr. Santur's baritone voice welcomed him.
Jalur ran to the man and bellowed,."Dad!"
Mr. Santur got Jalur's mother pregnant. But since he was to marry another woman, Mr. Salur promised to pay for Jalur's needs as he grew up.
When Jalur turned eighteen, he pushed to meet his father. And he did find that he was the son of a multimillionaire hotel owner.
They hugged.
Jalur kissed the man. He knew it was his father. And he knew he was straight, but there was something about this man that made him sexually excited.
When Mr. Santur admitted that he was gay despite having a wife, Jalur agreed that they have sex. And since then, they have been meeting monthly
Their kissed turned more torrid. Their hands explored each other's hard bodies.
"You like the car I lent you, son?" Mr. Santur asked.
Jalur nodded, "very much."
"It's yours," then his father kissed him.
Jalur turned red, "really?! Thank you!"
"Can I ride you like you ride the car I just gave you?" Mr. Santur asked naughtily.
Jalur removed all his clothes, "sure!"
The next thing they knew was that Jalur was lying on the bed with his cock inserted in his father's ass, while Mr. Santur grinded on him wildly.
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