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George Bush

2007-03-18T00:33:14Z

Dugan:

George Bush could refer to two different [[President of the United States of America|United States presidents]].Let’s take off a week, head to the River for awhile. We can stay at that little Bread and Breakfast Todd and Jerry told us about. I have the number written down some where," Bruce said. Jason smiled in agreement. Reservations were made and the two left for the Russian River.

The next few days were a dream, no, a fantasy come to life, Jason thought happily. They woke that first morning together still wrapped in each others arms while the sun light flooded in from it’s perch high in the sky. Jason’s first panicked thoughts were he was going to be late to work but a questing tongue laving his nipples quickly brought home the realization that he didn’t have to go to work today! He sighed in delight and held the blonde head closer to his chest.

"I could suckle at your nipples all day, baby." Bruce murmured into the smooth chest.

Jason gave a low laugh which reverberated to the lips at his nipples and Bruce gave a chuckle in return. Bruce gave up his treat with a sigh and rolled sideways off the bed. "C’mon, baby, let’s get showered and I’ll give you a tour of the house before breakfast, ok?"

Jason agreed and threw off the tangled blankets amidst the mess of the bed. He glanced guiltily at the spots and stains. "Ummmm, Bruce....," he began hesitantly holding the sheet between thumb and forefinger distastefully.

Bruce quickly turned and held Jason in his arms tightly grasping the firm buttocks before lifting the smaller man up to eye level. Their cocks ground pleasantly together a second before Bruce said, "Nope, babe. Don’t even think about it. I’ve got a very discreet staff who takes care of such things and you don’t ever have to worry about the day to day stuff." He hefted Jason farther up and kissed the bruised lips again, pulling the lower lip into his mouth to suck on. Jason sighed and wrapped his legs around the slender waist and his cock was squished nicely between the two bodies. But a full bladder finally protested and Jason pointed a finger toward the bathroom. Bruce chuckled and carried Jason easily into the other room. Necessities taken care of, Bruce turned on the taps to the shower and stood up just in time to see Jason bend over to pick up a fallen towel - his perfect ass too great a temptation. Bruce stroked himself a few times before putting a hand to the white mounds of flesh tantalizingly before him. He pulled Jason to his chest, nuzzling his neck and ground his awakening erection against the smooth back.

"Oh, baby, what you do to me."

"Fuck me, Bruce." Jason spoke quietly and leaned forward to give Bruce access to him. Bruce fumbled blindly in a nearby drawer for lube never releasing his other hand from stroking Jason’s nipples or stopping the maddening rubbing of his cock along his lover’s body. He quickly prepared his now erect rod and gave the pucker of flesh several circling massages before entering his lube-slickened fingers. Jason moaned his delight and the fingers were quickly replaced. Bruce held Jason bent almost double at the waist, taking his entire weight on his arm as he began to pump into the delicious, tight warmth.

"You’re so tight, baby." Bruce murmured and Jason began to push back to meet the burning thrusts. The smaller man began to stroke his own cock and began to squeeze his ass muscles against the incredible fullness in his belly. Bruce was not small but after the initial burning pain there was a fantastic build toward pleasure.

"OhGodohGodohGod," Bruce spoke in time with his increasing tempo. "I’m gonna come, sweetheart!" Bruce groaned. With several more quick hard thrusts he pushed in one more time and froze as he came within his lover’s ass. He slumped over the sweating back and Jason’s legs gave at the unexpected weight. They both sank to their knees. Bruce pulled Jason back against him and reached for purple rod that spat it’s precum, almost in anger at it’s lack of completion. Bruce pulled his softening cock out but Jason’s dead weight was too much for his sensitive head so he turned Jason around. "Lay down, babe." He gently laid the smaller man on the thick, white rug and knelt between his legs. He stuck two fingers in the leaking rectum and grasped the steely flesh and began to pump it with his lubed fingers. Jason gasped at the sensations and grabbed Bruce’s arm as his lover began to finger fuck him and stroke his swollen cock.

"Come for me, baby. I want you to come for me, Jason." Bruce crooned softly. He bent over and took the fiery cock in his mouth and searched for the nub of flesh within the ass.

He didn’t think Jason would last long and just as he found it and gave a fierce suck and took the cock down his throat, Jason managed to gasp out, "I’m...I’m..gonna.." and he came with several hot spurts down Bruce’s throat. He swallowed it all and looking like the proverbial cat, licked his lips and laid next to the gasping man. He drew him into his arms and Jason placed his head on the hairy chest and sighed in absolute contentment.

"I love you, Jason."

"Don’t wake me up, Bruce." Jason whispered.

Whatever response Bruce expected, it wasn’t that. "What, baby?"

"This has got to be a dream and I don’t want to wake up."

"It’s no dream. You’re in my arms, and while we’re laying on the bathroom floor, I think this is a bit of heaven on earth as well." Bruce said with a smile on his face.

"I love you, too."

They must have lain like that for at least 15 more minutes before Bruce prodded Jason and turned off the now cold running shower. Neither was tempted to shower at the moment, so Bruce suggested they do a quick wash up with a washcloth and head for the tour of the house while they waited for some more hot water. He saw Jason hesitate, "What’s up, baby?"

Jason shrugged casually and tried to put Bruce off but the older man wouldn’t hear of it. "Well, it’s just been perfect and I don’t want to share you yet. " he began slowly as if searching for the right words to match his feelings. "I’m afraid once we step out that door and meet other people, this will all disappear." His voice trailed off as if worried Bruce would laugh at him.

"Look, baby, why don’t you get a robe on - there’s several in the closet and I’ll be right back, ok?" Bruce grabbed a robe hanging on a golden hook and quickly left. Jason looked relieved that Bruce didn’t seem amused at his revelation but a little puzzled at the lack of response. He nodded and turned toward the closet, albeit slowly. Two hot bouts of passionate sex in one day was more than he’d gotten in several months and he wasn’t used to it. He wiggled his ass and grinned, but he was sure he could get used to it.

He opened one of the cedar lined closet doors which revealed a revolving clothes rack and looked in amazement at the size of the wall length closet that held more dark suits and white shirts than he’d even seen at the local department store. He found a section that held casual clothes and found a cherry silk robe and was just belting it twice around his narrow waist when he was grabbed from behind and lifted up. He laughed helplessly as straying fingers found his ticklish spots.

Bruce couldn’t help but grin at the infectious laugh but then informed Jason of his decision. "Okay, babe, here’s the scoop. I just let the staff go for the day - let’s give them a few minutes to get out of here and the place is ours, all alone. How’d you like that?" Jason’s mouth fell open in astonishment but quickly hugged Bruce.

"It’s perfect." Jason said thankfully, moving into the waiting arms. "Just like you."

They both laughed and wondered how such words spoken by anyone else would have had them roll their eyes at such corny dialogue. But somehow right here, right at this moment, it fit. They hugged and cuddled for a few minutes, rocking gently in each other arms. Jason raised his head and was quickly given a lingering kiss.

"We better stop or I’m never going to get you out of this bedroom," Bruce laughed a little shakily. He wondered at his passion for Jason. It was as if his lack of involvement, his lack of feeling for his bed mates of the past, were set free all at once, to be deposited with a fiery, devouring hunger for the man in his arms.

He took the slender fingers in his own broad hand and led Jason toward the door. He had to tug a bit to get Jason to follow. Would opening the door cause the magic, the dream, to shatter? With a firm resolve, as well as a deep breath, he pulled Jason after him and opened the door.

Bruce had worked long hours for many years to afford the luxury he lived in now. And Jason’s mouth dropped in wonder as he was led from room to room of tasteful class and comfort; from sauna and indoor pool to the billiard room and library. They headed to the dining room where the cook had left a small buffet in the warming dishes for their breakfast. Bruce’s tastes for breakfast were usually simple - toast, yogurt and fruit and strong, black coffee. But at Peter’s description of the love of the master’s life; too skinny, too young and too beautiful, the older cook made it her purpose in life to fatten the young man up. Fluffy eggs, crisp bacon, round sausages, light pancakes and biscuits were waiting for them to feast on. Bruce’s eyebrows rose in astonishment. Jason had a made a conquest and he hadn’t even met most of the staff yet.

They sat down after Bruce heaped more food onto the plate Jason had hardly filled. "C’mon, sweetheart, chow down or Mrs. Halliard will be hurt." Bruce said in an effort to get the young man to eat. Jason did need to gain some weight. He needed sleep, food and time to let his young body recoup from the months of stress he’d been living under.

Jason nodded but felt the magic return as they sat close together, bare thighs touching and rubbing together as they fed bits of food into each other’s mouth. Jason caught one of Bruce’s fingers as they deposited a choice bit of bacon into his mouth. He sucked the finger and watched his lover’s eyes grow wide.

"Oh Jason," he whispered, "don’t get me going again."

Jason released the finger and laughed easily while patting his full belly. "I don’t think I could do much right now, myself, love."

They headed toward the living room but not before Jason tried to clean up the dishes. "Jason, leave them. You’re not a waiter anymore. In this home, you get waited on. Understand?"

Jason nodded and gave a shy grin and a short time later found himself laying on the soft leather couch with his head in Bruce’s lap, his hair being gently stroked and his eyes growing heavy.

"So beautiful..." Bruce murmured. "And not just the body." His fingers trailed down to the robe that had fallen open and gently stroked the hairless chest. Jason felt so warm, so protected and loved and he slipped into a peaceful sleep. When he woke sometime later, he saw Bruce reading The Wall Street Journal. He watched for several minutes before turning slightly to his side, feigning sleep. The hand which had been resting on his chest gently stroked his arm as if soothing him. Jason moved his head a bit so he could feel the lax genitals with his chin. He felt the hand hesitate and had to hold back a grin. He waited a minute before the hand resumed its stroking of his arm and once more nudged the cock. This time he got a flicker of response from the stirring cock and the hand stopped again. Giving up all pretense of sleep, he reached over and parted the folds of the robe to reveal Bruce’s generous endowments.

"Why, you little..." the words broke off in a gasping shout as Jason swallowed him in one swift motion. Bruce was brought to a satisfying completion and lay back breathing heavily, half naked and looking utterly desirable.

"What did you expect having that gorgeous piece of flesh just inches from me?" Jason asked innocently. He reached over and finished licking his lover clean. The only response was a low moan from the still incoherent man as the tongue flicked lightly over his sensitive cockhead.

They lay quietly for several more minutes before Jason sat up only to be pulled into Bruce’s lap. Jason wrapped his arms around the strong neck and lay his head on the broad shoulder. This time it was Bruce who edged his palm into the opening of the robe and parted the silken folds. He bent forward and began to suck on the tantalizing tit. For several minutes the only sounds heard was the peaceful ticking of the antique grandfather clock, the wet sounds of Bruce’s mouth on Jason’s chest and the quickening breaths of the smaller man. Jason grabbed the head in front of him and breathed in the clean smell of freshly washed hair and pulled it up to kiss his lover. The cavorting tongues fought for dominance before they both had to come up for air.

They peered for what seemed like forever into each other’s eyes and both began to speak at the same time. "I love you." They laughed together and knew this was only the beginning.
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*[[George W. Bush]]
*[[George H. W. Bush]]

Washington

2007-03-18T00:32:07Z

Dugan:

Billy woke up exhausted. The night he had spent with Jim was the most incredible night of sex he had ever had. Jim had fallen asleep next to him on the small twin-sized bed and had been there all night long. Billy could not have felt more comfortable despite the cramped conditions. Their arms and legs were tangled together, and their nude bodies pressed against each other, as though they had slept this way all their lives. Jim&'s face was mere inches from his own, his features displaying the glow of a peaceful night&'s sleep. Billy imagined his lips on his lover as he inhaled his scent. The room still reeked of the sex from the night before. It smelled wonderful to Billy and a renewed sense of energy filled him. A person who loved him was in front of him. A person whom Billy loved more than anyone. Billy stroked Jim&'s bare arm lightly so as to not awaken him. Jim murmured slightly in his sleep as he felt his lover&'s touch. Billy smiled. This was the best. No more pain, no more fear. He was ready to live the rest of his life with the person tangled up with him. They had made that promise to one another. The irony of the situation provoked a smile from Billy. Here he was, Billy Johnson, a person who had traveled to dozens of countries as an army brat and had met thousands of other people all over the world. And the person who told him would share the rest of his life with him was from his own back yard. In fact their dads had grown up right next door to one another until Billy&'s own father had joined the service. It was by sheer luck that their parents ran into each other while helping both boys move into their dorm room. For Billy and Jim, it was love at first sight. Billy&'s freshman year in college was going much better than he expected. Jim was the first person that Billy had ever fell asleep with after sex. With the few other lovers he had in high school, after the sex was over, they had always parted. Billy could not believe how wonderful it was to fall asleep in someone else&'s arms as he snuggled a bit closer. But there were still things to do today, not the least of which was seeing his parents home after the end of the homecoming weekend. And looking at the clock next to the bed, Billy could see that they were already running late. Moving toward his mate, Billy planted a kiss on his lover&'s mouth. "Good morning, Jim," said Billy softly. Jim awoke with a smile on his face. "Morning," mumbled Jim, snuggling closer to Billy. "We have to get up," said Billy, applying kisses to his cheek. "Um hmm," responded Jim quietly as he seemed to drift back to sleep. Billy made a mental note that Jim was definitely not a morning person as he reluctantly disentangled himself from his comforting embrace. Reaching the bathroom they shared in the small dorm room, Billy found that Jim was a bit more alert than he thought as his lover grabbed him around the waist. Billy was trying to pee into the toilet when Jim decided to embrace him. Kissing his neck, and looking over his lover&'s shoulder, Jim quietly wrapped one arm around his lover&'s chest and he gently began teasing his nipple. Soon, Billy felt Jim&'s other hand move into his ass crack that he had pleasured so richly the evening before. Billy inhaled deeply at the stimulation he was feeling. Jim was so intimate with him. Jim loved him unconditionally. Every chance Jim had when they were alone, Billy felt wanted. Not just for his body or his mind, but for everything. Whenever they were alone in a room together (and sometimes even when others were present) the teens&' hands invariably drifted to each other&'s bodies. And whenever they were apart, both boys confessed an insatiable craving for the other. Turning his head, Billy brushed his lips against Jim&'s cheek and felt the bristles. "You need a shave," murmured Billy, turning his attentions to Jim&'s ear lobe. Jim brought his own lips up to his lover&'s face. "You too," responded Jim. Billy giggled as Jim lapped all over his face. After Jim allowed Billy to fondle and caress him during his own toilet, they hopped in the shower stall for further intimacies. "What do you think about Michael&'s suggestion that we come to the nudist colony and have a commitment ceremony?" asked Billy as Jim adjusted the shower temperature. "I think Michael just wants to see both of us naked," responded Jim laughing. Reaching over to the dispenser, Jim soaped up Billy&'s body. "Hmmm," said Jim as his hand gave Billy a playful slap on the butt, "I can&'t say I blame him." Billy blushed a bit at this as he grabbed at Jim&'s ass. After a bit of horseplay, the two were again locked in an embrace, the soap rinsing off of them as their bodies pressed ever tighter. "How much time do we have?" asked Jim. Billy&'s eyes flashed over to the clock. "About 20 minutes, a half-hour if we push it." "Plenty of time," responded Jim, as he started going down on Billy. As Jim&'s mouth swallowed his cock, Billy moaned with pleasure. Pistoning up and down on his tool, Jim took time out gently massage his lover&'s balls with one hand while he moved the other hand between Billy&'s ass cheeks. Billy parted his legs to allow Jim better access. Soon, Billy was rewarded with Jim&'s finger up his ass. The rhythm of Jim&'s cock sucking matched the finger fucking of Billy&'s ass. Billy grunted as the pulsing beats brought closer him to the edge. Sensing his lover&'s emerging orgasm, Jim relented for a bit and allowed his mouth to drift back to Billy&'s. After sharing kisses, Billy returned the favor by going down on his lover&'s body. Trailing his tongue down Jim&'s muscular torso, Billy was filled with joy at the thought that he would be able to again explore his lover&'s body. Jim had a pretty hairy chest and the hairs tickled his nose as he orally worshiped him. Billy wanted to be intimately familiar with every inch of Jim and to touch him in every way possible. Over and over again. As he reached Jim&'s package, Billy inhaled his eight inch cock and soon found his nose buried in pubic hair. The water rushed over Jim&'s body as he began to piston slowly into Billy&'s mouth. Jim&'s throbbing cock&'s head banged repeatedly against the back of Billy&'s throat as the passion of his thrusts increased in tempo. Just as he was ready to explode, Jim removed his tool from Billy&'s mouth with a loud gasp. Too soon to cum. Billy arose and took Jim back into his arms. "Do you know what I want?" asked Jim, meeting Billy&'s lips with his own. Jim&'s eyes seemed on fire as he looked intently at Billy. "What&'s that?" asked Billy, licking Jim&'s lips. "I want you to go up my ass," said Jim as he pressed his lips fully onto Billy&'s mouth. For a long time they stood there, their tongues dancing inside each other, until Jim released and turned around. Bending over in the small shower stall, Jim grabbed his ankles. Billy grabbed Jim around the waist and knelt down, his tongue targeting the area within his lover&'s ass crack. As Billy buried his face into the rim, Jim moaned softly. After making sure that the hole was sufficiently lubricated, Billy arose to ride Jim. Inserting his cock&'s head into Jim&'s waiting hole, Billy exerted a significant amount of pressure to implant his tool into the very tight asshole. Billy moved further up his lover&'s ass and he found his cock being significantly pleasured by the sensation. As Billy felt the smack of his balls on Jim&'s ass cheeks, he knew he was fully inserted. Jim groaned and, letting go of his ankles, stood upright and grabbed Billy&'s head from behind. As he did so, Billy reached over and inserted his tongue in Jim&'s waiting mouth. Billy began pistoning his cock into Jim&'s hole as he tongue-fucked with his mouth. The pace gradually increased in tempo until Billy was ready to erupt into Jim. Just as he was ready to spill, Billy withdrew. Still too soon. Billy pulled Jim around and they began to kiss passionately, both youths rubbing each other&'s torsos against the other. It was time. Jim had taught Billy this technique that he had picked up in his "studies" of Indian culture. Simultaneously, and in the heat of their passion, both erupted on each other. The water from the shower mixed with each other&'s hot spunk as they continued to kiss. That was beyond everything, thought Billy, as he worked on his lover&'s mouth with his own. The pulses of orgasm caused both youths to groan while they embraced. As the kisses subsided, Billy looked into Jim&'s eyes. "I love you, Jim," said Billy, his eyes flashing. "I love you, Billy," responded Jim, taking his lover&'s package into his hands and fondling it. Billy&'s eyes glanced at the clock. Not much time left. "We better get going," said Billy reluctantly. Jim&'s face took on the appearance of a sad puppy. "Can&'t they wait?" "No, babe, we have to get our asses moving," responded Billy, with a tone of mock criticism. "Have I ever told you how much I like seeing your ass move?" responded Jim, trying to grab more kisses as well as his companion&'s butt. This elicited laughter from both youths as they finished their shower. Both youths emerged from the stall and dried each other off with some extra large towels that Jim had replicated. After finishing, Jim hopped on the small sink and sat down. There was barely enough room for him to fit on top. "What&'s going on?" asked Billy as he moved next to the sink. Reaching over to grab the sonic razor he shared with Billy, Jim looked invitingly over to Billy. "You said I needed a shave," said Jim. "Would you like to shave me?" Billy grinned, and an idea popped in his head as he decided to join Jim on the sink. Jim nearly fell off as Billy moved into position. "What are you doing?" asked Jim laughing with astonishment. Their legs intertwined, the two nude lovers found themselves tightly joined at the crotch, their bodies touching intimately as both attempted to maintain their balance. "I&'ll shave you," said Billy, as he planted a kiss on Jim&'s lips. "But you have to shave me first." Jim grinned as he turned on the electric shaver. Constantly adjusting their bodies to keep their balance, and also to keep each other turned on, Billy and Jim took turns shaving each other&'s faces. "Have you scheduled the room?" asked Jim, lifting his neck to allow Billy to shave under his chin. To celebrate their commitment, Billy had suggested a rather romantic evening. "Yep," responded Billy, moving the razor carefully under Jim&'s adams apple. "The hot tub room off campus. I spoke to the manager yesterday to confirm it." The "hot tub" room, as it was known by the college students, was actually a rather secluded and small area right next to the health club both youths belonged to. Billy had found out on starting classes that the facility was frequently used by the university students for more intimate recreation. Featuring a large video screen, couples were allowed an outstanding view of romantic videos while soaking in a bubble bath built for two. The roof of the facility was made of glass and candles were in abundance. In the starlight, lovers would be able to enjoy romantic music with their view. The waiting list to access the room was over three months long, but Billy managed to pull a few strings. "Did you get the champagne?" asked Billy. "You bet," responded Jim. "Dom Perignon, 1996. Only the best." Billy smiled at this knowingly, remembering his conversation with Jim about what to buy with the recent student loan payment. "Did you get the strawberries?" asked Jim. "Yep," said Billy, "Real strawberries with real chocolate covering them. A gift from my parents." Jim moved his head down and smiled. "You remember you promised me that we&'d get to taste the first one together." "Of course," said Billy, as he put down the razor and grabbed Jim around the neck. "You don&'t think that I&'d eat a chocolate covered strawberry without your mouth on mine. That just wouldn&'t taste right." "Hey," said Jim devilishly as he moved closer to Billy, "who needs the strawberries and chocolate when I can taste your mouth right now?" Jim pressed his mouth onto Billy&'s and they kissed sweetly. "Are we sappy or what?" asked Billy, a wide grin on his face. "As sappy as a Harlequin Romance novel," responded Jim, returning the grin. "And I really don&'t care," said Billy, as he reattached his mouth to Jim&'s. "I just wish we could just sit here all day like this. You and me, alone." "Me too," responded Jim, "except we&'ve got our folks waiting for us." "Yow," said Billy, looking at the clock, "are we ever late." Quickly, Billy and Jim exited from their nest on the sink, nearly falling over. Rapidly dressing and hiding their erections under clothing as well as they could, they speedily exited to the rendezvous point. Both Jim and Billy hoped they did not miss the opportunity to see their parents off. Billy and Jim held one another&'s hands on the car ride over to the hotel. Alone in the elevator on the way to meet their parents, they did manage to neck for the few seconds while they were in motion. But this left both only hungry for more. As soon as their parents gone, they had promised each other that they would return to the room for a hot make-out session. Billy smiled as they reached their parents&' floor in the hotel. He was ready for anything now as his lover Jim returned the grin. Life was going to be good.

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