No Free Rides: Michael Delray Turns the Tables on Creeper Pierce Paris

Party boy Michael DelRay had another one of his infamous Vegas nights, resulting in him being on a metal platform in the middle of nowhere. Still dressed in his skinny jeans, navy-blue sweater and dress shoes, Michael barely stirs as the early morning hot desert sun beats down on him. Luckily, a hot handyman-in-a-van, Pierce Paris, happens to drive past and spies Michael splayed out along the side of the road. This Good Samaritan seems as though he has all the best intentions when he offers to help, but Michael soon realizes that the old saying ‘no one rides for free’ is definitely the case here. Pierce goes from zero to creepy in 69 seconds, and Michael realizes if he’s going to make it to his flight out of town, he’s going to have to go along with this psycho’s fuckery. First Pierce takes off his shoes to get a whiff of his socks. “Oh my god, you’ve probably been in these socks for 2 days!?!” Pierce exclaims while smelling, licking and perving out on Michael’s sweaty feet. Then