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Walking around the log mansion (there's something SO wrong with that term... anyway) it's so peaceful, so calm. The only thing to disturb the silence was Jack's computer powering up.

"What the hell?" I wander over "... take a look at this ad" The Johnson campaign ad shows a Jack look-a-like in a hot-tub with men/women all drinking and laughing about how he managed to win without having any experience.

"Holy shit .... this is dirty" "This is going to backfire... however, it does tell me one thing, I'm agreeing to the debate. But for the time being it's the last thing I want to think about" He looks up at me, smile and grabs my hand. "...Let me show you around"

We end up in the main bedroom. The view from the balcony is amazing. "Will, everytime I think of you, I can't help smiliing" "Jesus... that's possibly the best compliment I've ever had". We kiss, slowly - then faster, and then disolving into long, slow passionate kisses. Slowly our suits are peeled off, leaving us in our underwear, bathed in moonlight. We hold each other, feeling each other's breath and warmth, slowly rubbing our hands over each other's bodies. Jack reaches into my underwear to slowly fondle my very hard member. I look down to see a damp patch on Jack's white underwear.

"I need you"'

The remanants of our clothing is shed, and I slowly take Jack's glistening cock into my mouth. I tongue the opening of his foreskin and slide it back. Jack lets out a little gasp. He sits up, and in what can presume is a wrestling move, I manage to have been flipped and now he sucking on me like a mad-man. He climbs up me, in between kisses, he leans in "Will... I want you inside me now"

After making all precautions, he straddles me and slowly lowers himself - slightly shuddering all the way down. I'm completely inside him, and he rocks and eventually starts to push himself up and down. I see his cock, leaking precum and bobbing up and down. "Oh fuck Will... you feel so good inside me" "oh Jack, keep going" He leans down, kissing me "I want to wrap my legs around you". Jack gets off, and rolls onto his back, he puts his ankles on my shoulders, I line and slide in. I part his legs and he wraps them around my waist as I push into him. He kisses my neck and licks and sucks on my ears. I start to jerk him off, and eventually he takes over as I pound him harder. I can feel the contractions "oh yeah fuck! yes, yes yes" his cum sprays all over his chest - this pushes me over the edge I come hard and I collapse on top of him. We lie covered, but not caring. We can stay like this here...
 

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I wake up the next morning.

I'm alone in bed, I put on the robe hanging on the foot of the bed.

I smell cooking, and wander into the kitchen. Jack is at the stove working over some eggs. He hears my shuffling, and turns around smiling. "Morning, thought you might be hungry... bit of a workout last night" I don't say anything and walk over and just put my hand on his shoulder and look out the window.

I go out onto the main balcony... Jack follows with breakfast. "God Jack, this place is so perfect" "Yeah, this is the place I come when I need to think... re-focus........ prioritise".

After breakfast I'm dressed and sitting reading a magazine. I'm scanning the magazine, and there's a feature on Rep. Johnson... trying to unseat the presumptive Senator-in-waiting, Jack Peters. The picture of the campaign launch, I notice the guy standing in the background... and I have a twinge of recognition... who the hell is he. Tallish, maybe early 30s', good-looking. Before the process can continue, Jack walks in "hey, I was thinking about what to do about all this" "Well Jack, only you know what you're comfortable saying..and what it'll mean" "The thing is Will, it'll involve you too" he smiles at me, and sit down in front of me "...how many times do I have to tell you... I want you there with me" "Jesus, I hadn't thought of that yet"

Later in the afternoon - Jack says "so, do you want to go for a swim" "sure... hang on, I don't have any trunks" "Oh for God's sake" Jack then commences to strip off and dives into the pool, I follow on.

It's a hot day, but the cool water eases things. Jack, dolphin dives and curls up in front of me. He stands in front of me water beading down him. He breathes deeply, he moves in and kisses me, I feel his cock rise and rub against mine. "Let's get inside"

I walk inside, Jack grabs me and swings me onto the big wooden day-bed. We continue to kiss, we grind against each other we slowly jerk each other off and and lie there.
 

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The jet lands at midway on Sunday afternoon. After being in the mild mountains... the oppressive humidity of Chicago in summer just drained me. I walk across the tarmac to my car, and Jack, who's getting in his, looks over and smiles.

I walk in the door of my apartment. In spite of the wonderful weekend, and my scary realisation that I'm falling in love with Jack...the practical realities of the situation was not too far from my thoughts. The guy from the picture of the Johnson campaign had me thinking...

Anyway - nothing was coming, so I gave up, realising tomorrow was going to be busy.
 
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I'm woken by the sound of something rustling... I sit up cursing my air-conditioner for having died the moment I walked in the door. Drenched in sweat, I walk into the front room and in the intense moonlight I see a piece of paper has been shoved under the door.

It reads ' 19 days until the Primary... you know the right thing to do'

I can't sleep for the rest of the night. I return to the office, looking like... well someone who had 3 hours sleep the night before. I slink past everyone and sit down at my desk.

The phone rings, I jump... others notice this... it's Jack. "Hey, can you come in here for a second?" "Sure". I avoid eye-contact with Mary... which she notices. I go into the office and he spins around in his chair... but stops "Jesus man, you had a rough night?" "I decide to not tell him about the note, but mention my broken air-conditioner. "Will, until it gets fixed... you can stay with me you know" "Jack... are you insane?" before I can finish, Jack's phone rings... "Oh shit... Mary... Hi, yeah? what are the numbers?... what?. OK thanks for letting me know" "The polling's come in?" "Yeah" "and?" "well... overall I'm down 10 to 45%, Johnson is steady at 30%... and the undecideds are up to 25%" "Shit... he's got the question out there... now they're thinking about it. And I think having a staffer in your apartment is the last thing you need". Jack stands up and walks over to me, puts his arms around me from behind. I feel so secure, so safe... I turn around and kiss him gently and open the door and return to my desk.

Mary walks over "what the hell is going on? He's bleeding support... and he's dropping like a rock down-state. I need to know everything if I'm going to help him" "I don't know what you're talking about Mary"
 

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I spend the rest of the day trying to work things out in my head. My thoughts about walking away from all of this are pointless, this has progressed too far.

Is this a 'no win' situation?

I left the office early and entered the glorified sauna that is my apartment. I ended up walking around in my underwear. The door knocks, Jack is standing there, "yikes, well I was just going to say dinner... but ok" he walks in and kisses me "...my God it's hot in here" he traces his finger down my front"... but if this is the result".

I went to the fridge to get a drink, and came back he was also in his underwear. I can't help but laugh "dude... I mean, It's not like I'm complaining..." "Well I said it was hot". There was something so demented, but hot about the two of us sitting around in our underwear drinking cold beers in my sweatbox. Jack stands up and sits down next to me, without warning he flips and lands on my lap, kissing me and nuzzling into my neck and feeling the two of us getting harder. The sweat dripping down our bodies. He breathlessly whispers into my ear "Will, I want to take you home... please?" I think the old 'only enough blood to operate one end' was true for me. We dress and basically hurl ourselves into the back of the car.

The car slides onto Michigan Ave, and drives down into a garage filled with luxury cars. The elevator opens and into a comfortable apartment, open-planned with great furniture and an amazing view.

I walk over and look down from 25 storeys up. I see Jack walking behind me he kisses my neck and pulls me into his bedroom. We continue where we left off... without the insufferable humidity. After rolling around, touching every inch of each others body, moaning, grinding, and getting harder, hotter and more intense. He pushes me down and after making preparations slowly lowers himself onto me.

He deliberately goes slowly, feeling everything, he strokes himself, the small trail of precum visible in the moonlight. "Oh God.. yes... oh I want you so much". I try to hold off, but the sight of him beautiful, compassionate, and caring riding on me is too much. "I'm close" I see him pump his cock harder, I start to breath harder, feeling I'm on the edge... I start to cum, he moans and I see him shoot all over my chest and stomach. I jump into a shower with him, washing each other, just holding each other.

We lay in bed together... I want this so badly.
 

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Let me be the first to thank you for the next installment; it was worth the wait.
 

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The next morning, I rise just as the sun floods into the bedroom. I look over and see him naked, sheet just reaching his waist, still sound asleep.

I hear myself think the 'L' word...

It's odd, but the domesticity of the next few days makes me scarily content. He cooks breakfast, I cook dinner. I insist on arriving and leaving the officer separately and at different times.

It's two weeks until the primary, and the latest poll shows Jack's numbers continuing to slide downstate. Johnson has started to rise, now Jack only leads him 42-34 with almost a quarter still undecided. But for some reason Jack doesn't seem fussed... Mary is getting frustrated with his lack of will to consider Johnson a viable threat... he won't attack, he won't verbalise what he says privately... that Johnson 'is basically a moron, a puppet of people who hated my father, and they're trying to get their revenge by trying to knock me out'.

Mary is clearly noticing my presence in senior staff meetings, and my opinion being asked for in strategy sessions. I walk into Jack's office "we have to tell Mary... the Debate is in three days... you don't want to be blindsided..." "Will you're getting paranoid... they won't bring it up in the debate" "I know, but a hint dropped to a newspaper or tabloid before the debate makes it something to be asked... You know you could lose this?" He looks out the window" how much do you want this Jack?"

Mary walks in, looking at me... presuming I'm about to leave. Jack starts "Mary, I want to start by saying that it was Will who convinced me of this" he breathes in "I'll put this simply... I'm gay, Will and I have been together for a little while now, and I'm in love with him. I have no intention of dropping out... but I've been getting notes for a week or so... basically blackmailing me" "Mary, I think someone in Johnson's campaign has seen us together" Mary looks at both of us like a stern headmistress "Right... thank God you finally told me. I knew something was up... I'm not surprised... I've seen the way you two look at each other. I'm happy for both of you. Now it's time for me to put my political hat back on.... you fucking idiots!!! blackmailing? this is shit I need to know as soon as it happens" Jack... clearly aware he's deserving of the tongue lashing he's getting "Mary, I know, and I'm sorry" "Well boys, Jack needs to decide what he's going to do"

I look at Jack "I think I'm going to go away for a couple of days... give you some space" Mary puts her hand on my shoulder "I think that's a good idea"

I'm resting at my friend's house the next night, when my phone lights up... "Hi Jack... how's things?" "I'm holding a press conference tomorrow morning... I want you there"
 

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I spent the whole 90 minute train ride to Chicago with my stomach churning...

When I get to the station I grab a Tribune and look at a picture of a Johnson rally in Decatur... it finally twigs... I get flashbacks... the guy playing with himself watching me... the guy I saw on the street... it's Johnson's press agent...

I look at my watch, the press conference is being held at the Sheraton... I have 10 minutes... I might just make it. I ring Jack's phone... it goes straight to voicemail... then Mary's. She answers... "Will where are you?" "I'm in a taxi..." she cuts me off "you need to be here now ... " "Mary... listen to me... I know it was someone in Johnson's campaign. You need to stop him before he speaks..." "I'll try, but I don't think I'll get to him"

The taxi screeches into the driveway, I bolt up the stairs. I see Jack among a circle of people, including his mother. He stops... calls me over... meeting his mother is the last thing I want to do. He grabs my forearm and walks me over into an alcove. "I told my mother and sisters everything on Tuesday night after you left. Everything, about me... us" "How did they take it?" "Hmmmm apparently they weren't shocked" Jack brings over his mother, who's still stunning at 62... "Mom, this is Will" "I'm pleased to meet you Will. Jack's told me so many good things about you" She smiles and walks away to leave us. "Jack, it was Johnson's press secretary" "Are you sure?" "I'm as sure as I can be" "Right then" he grabs his phone "Hi... this is Jack Peters. Put the Congressman on. Congressman... I'm calling your bluff"

It's time.

He strides into the room, up to the podium, with his mother behind him. I stand in the back. Mary's senstivity and kindness is actually kind of unnerving. She touches my hand...

"Ladies and Gentleman.

Most of you have no idea why I asked you to come here. I'm sure you weren't expecting to see me with the Debate tonight.

But I feel there is something that I need to address. Recently, I have been presented with, what are in-essence blackmail threats. They are threatening to release information which suggests I'm gay, at a time when they think it will do the maximum damage to this campaign.

I'm not going to give in to such blackmail. For the record, yes, I am gay.

But if you think that means I'm going to withdraw from this race, you have another thing coming. I have faith in the people of Illinois to make the choice of the person they think will do the best job in the United States Senate.

I'm honoured for the support of my family, my friends, my amazing campaign staff... and especially for the love of a wonderful person, who deserves better than this mess, but I hope I'm worth it.

I can assure all of you, I am committed to serve the people of Illinois. The ball is in your court, I will continue this campaign all the way to the Senate, and I hope you will be with me"

He gives his mother a kiss on the cheek. He leaves the room, shaking hands and hugging the staff at the back of the room, including me. When he hugs me... I say it "you're amazing, I love you". He pulls back and smiles.

He creams Johnson in the debate.

A poll comes out two days later, showing Johnson has gone up to 40%, but the undecideds had almost all gone to Jack, who was now sitting at 51%.

I arrive at Jack's apartment... he walks in from the balcony just wearing linen shorts. "So.. it looks like you're going to win" He walks over to me, and hugs me. "I've already won" We kiss intensely... he removes my shirt and pants... he holds my hand and walks me to the bedroom. I unbutton his shorts, he clearly wasn't expecting me to hold back... no underwear.

I slide down and take him into my mouth, he lets out slight gasps and moans, slowly running his hands through my hair. I flick my tongue around under the head, play with the frenulum, which I've now pulled taught... I jerk him off at the same time... he starts to buck and he sprays into my mouth.

He starts to move to have a go at me... but "no, that was just for you". We just spend the night in bed looking out at the Lake and the skyline..." I better enjoy this... he's off for 9 days of straight campaigning.
 

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The next morning, I rise just as the sun floods into the bedroom. I look over and see him naked, sheet just reaching his waist, still sound asleep.

I hear myself think the 'L' word...

It's odd, but the domesticity of the next few days makes me scarily content. He cooks breakfast, I cook dinner. I insist on arriving and leaving the officer separately and at different times.

It's two weeks until the primary, and the latest poll shows Jack's numbers continuing to slide downstate. Johnson has started to rise, now Jack only leads him 42-34 with almost a quarter still undecided. But for some reason Jack doesn't seem fussed... Mary is getting frustrated with his lack of will to consider Johnson a viable threat... he won't attack, he won't verbalise what he says privately... that Johnson 'is basically a moron, a puppet of people who hated my father, and they're trying to get their revenge by trying to knock me out'.

Mary is clearly noticing my presence in senior staff meetings, and my opinion being asked for in strategy sessions. I walk into Jack's office "we have to tell Mary... the Debate is in three days... you don't want to be blindsided..." "Will you're getting paranoid... they won't bring it up in the debate" "I know, but a hint dropped to a newspaper or tabloid before the debate makes it something to be asked... You know you could lose this?" He looks out the window" how much do you want this Jack?"

Mary walks in, looking at me... presuming I'm about to leave. Jack starts "Mary, I want to start by saying that it was Will who convinced me of this" he breathes in "I'll put this simply... I'm gay, Will and I have been together for a little while now, and I'm in love with him. I have no intention of dropping out... but I've been getting notes for a week or so... basically blackmailing me" "Mary, I think someone in Johnson's campaign has seen us together" Mary looks at both of us like a stern headmistress "Right... thank God you finally told me. I knew something was up... I'm not surprised... I've seen the way you two look at each other. I'm happy for both of you. Now it's time for me to put my political hat back on.... you fucking idiots!!! blackmailing? this is shit I need to know as soon as it happens" Jack... clearly aware he's deserving of the tongue lashing he's getting "Mary, I know, and I'm sorry" "Well boys, Jack needs to decide what he's going to do"

I look at Jack "I think I'm going to go away for a couple of days... give you some space" Mary puts her hand on my shoulder "I think that's a good idea"

I'm resting at my friend's house the next night, when my phone lights up... "Hi Jack... how's things?" "I'm holding a press conference tomorrow morning... I want you there"

JFK was gay? and Jackie's name was Mary?