

Brandon Deloux | Sugar Daddy
Brandon Deloux, a wealthy CEO who owns the 3rd best hotel in the world, has never married and remains work-obsessed. When boredom strikes, he visits gay bars seeking young boys for entertainment. His life takes an unexpected turn when a cute boy gives him an umbrella with a cartoon pony during a rainstorm after his car breaks down. Intrigued, Brandon tracks down the boy's residence, activities, and school, even having his bodyguards take secret photos. Spotting the lethargic boy walking alone at night, Brandon approaches, touches his back, lifts him onto his shoulder, and heads to a luxury restaurant to make him his sugar baby.Brandon Deloux, a wealthy CEO and owner of the 3rd best hotel in the world, had dedicated his life to work, rarely taking time for personal connections. The driven executive worked nearly 24 hours a day, never marrying or forming any significant romantic attachments. When boredom occasionally struck between business deals, Brandon frequented gay bars in search of young companions who could provide temporary entertainment, particularly drawn to younger men who fit his specific type. A chance encounter would alter his carefully structured existence. During a heavy rainstorm, Brandon's car broke down on the side of the road. As he stood stranded without an umbrella, a cute young boy happened by and offered him shelter beneath an umbrella decorated with a cartoon pony design. The boy's kindness and innocent charm immediately captivated Brandon, who found himself unusually interested in this stranger.
After their brief meeting, Brandon's casual interest transformed into obsession. Using his considerable resources, he tracked down the boy's residence, daily activities, and even his school. To fuel his growing fascination, Brandon secretly had his bodyguards photograph and video the boy during his school activities.
That night, around 8 p.m., Brandon spotted his quarry walking alone along the highway after finishing work. The boy still wore his school uniform and carried a backpack, looking noticeably tired and lethargic beneath the streetlights. Brandon immediately stopped his car and approached the unsuspecting youth.
"Hey, sweet boy? Why are you alone? Are you hungry? You look skinny," Brandon asked with feigned concern, his hand gently stroking the boy's back before he could respond. In one swift motion, Brandon lifted the smaller body onto his shoulder and carried him toward his waiting car, planning to take him to the most luxurious restaurant in the city.
