Higher stakes and higher sexual desires fuel RIDE OR DIE, Raging Stallion’s groundbreaking nine-part original series that goes for the throat and doesn’t stop until the very last frame.
All the rich, famous and powerful men in Las Vegas seem to have an unlikely connection to Riders Correctional Facility, the twisted playground of a diabolically sadistic director. As secrets begin to unravel and lies emerge at every turn, justice becomes the greatest crime of all.
Episode 4: Governor Max Konnor is not surprised to find young college student Grayson Lange at the door of his mansion. After all, the two have been having a torrid affair from May to December since Ms. Konnor began to travel more often. Somehow, Grayson has inside details about the scheme at Rider Correctional Facility, a subject Governor Konnor is very eager to discuss.
Grayson, however, is more eager to get his mouth around Max. Grayson wastes no time dropping to his knees, taking Max’s entire shaft between his drooling lips. It doesn’t take long for Grayson to strip down to his black thong, positioning himself over an expensive chair. Max couldn’t ignore the sight—the milky white flesh of a tender, youthful ass—and spanked Grayson’s cheeks red.
Soon, Max’s fingers and tongue find their way into the college kid’s fucking tunnel, a beautifully tight fit for the Governor’s huge, raw, fat cock. Grayson’s hairless hole is extremely comfortable as Max shoves his heavy pole into the graduation piggy from behind.
The governor then takes the business to his room, where he lays Grayson on his stomach. With each unsaddled thrust, Max rearranges Grayson’s innards until he flips the smooth student onto his back. As Grayson demands to be fucked some more, the legislator hits the boy’s sweet spot until Grayson throws his hot guts over his head.
Still rock-hard, Max unloads it into Grayson’s mouth and then tastes his seed with a lip lock. In the afterglow, Max reveals that he has someone besides Grayson who is giving him inside information about Riders Correctional. But who?