Checking In ZAYNE Episode 1

Cute young freshman Zayne very much needed a weekend getaway after the chaotic and stressful Finals week at school. The dorms offered no shelter for quiet time or relaxation whatsoever. Zayne decided that he’d book an Airbnb so he could enjoy some alone time. Upon checking in to the Airbnb, Zayne met the listing’s host, Mr. Stryker. The hulking DILF was strikingly handsome and, more than that, he was at least six-and-a-half feet tall. Mr. Stryker was around forty and had dark hair and dark eyes. He easily towered over Zayne, who was barely over five feet tall himself. Zayne was in lust. He noticed how the giant man moved with grace and had a soft spoken voice despite his hard jaw-line and huge muscular frame. When the two men shook hands, there was a very noticeable spark, but Zayne was far too shy and inexperienced to know what to make of it, let alone act on it. Later on in the day, all alone in his room, Zayne’s teenaged raging hormones had gotten him a little hot and bothered. He pulled his shirt and shoes off, then peeled off his form fitting jeans. Zayne thought about how sexy and manly the hulking Mr. Stryker’s muscular pecs looked in his tight shirt. The young twink touched himself and was about to lie back and close his eyes when suddenly- the door to his room opened! Mr. Stryker had an arm full of towels in his dinner plate sized palm and a look of surprise and embarrassment on his handsome face. He wondered to himself how he could have made such a careless blunder. Perhaps this was a situation that could be salvaged, Zayne thought. With sultry eyes and pouty, cherry red lips, the boy soothingly assured Mr. Stryker that despite appearances, he certainly didn’t mind the unannounced entry. Zayne gazed up into Mr. Stryker’s face and adored what he saw: pure and utter unabashed daddy lust. Mr. Stryker was frozen in place; here was an adonis of a twink teen sitting on his bed- much like a wet dream come true. Was he dreaming? The tiny youth’s gorgeous eyes and tempting smile had Mr. Stryker holding his breath.