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yay new installment! i hope we won't have to wait several months again for the next :)
 

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The polls were getting ugly, the problem we had was that the Republican candidate was seen as a supportive moderate... although his surrogates were more than happy to go to black Churches, community meetings and megachurches in the south of the state... reminding them that their guy was happily married with grandkids... without actually saying 'as opposed to his opponent, who is a raving homo'...

I'm trying to ignore all of this, so I decided it was dinner time. I was standing by the stove when I feel two hands slowly wrap around my waist. This is followed by the feeling of being nuzzled, then kissed.

I feel myself stirring.

A hand moves down and disappears into my pants. I feel the slow tug, slowly mixed with my leaking precum, to turn into a slow slide. Jack starts to tongue my ears, while stroking me with increasing speed. I reach back and feel his warm naked body pressed hard against me. He spins me around and pushes me against the benchtop and slides down and takes my pulsing cock into his mouth. He's stroking himself, I see his chest flushing ... seeing him getting close forces me over the edge... which then leaves him buckling down to the ground.

A few hours later, Jack walks in... "Mary is freaking out, apparently my esteemed opponent is starting to pull ahead in the Chicago suburbs... so I might need to start getting out there sooner than planned" "Today's been great, but this is too important"
 

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"does Jack Peters understand how your life works? Does Jack Peters understand you... and do you understand him?" - a TV ad for a PAC supportive of the GOP candidate spouted...

Jack is showering a preparing to leave for a town hall meeting in Rockville... his phone rings, I look down and see Mary's name flashing. "Hi Mary" "did you see that fucking ad!, the nerve" "I know, gotta love the dog whistle"

Jack walks in in a towel "what whistle?" I walk over and hand the phone to him with a smile... "enjoy"

I jump online to a celebrity gossip site, it turns out people have been digging around in my past... thankfully, I'm pretty tame... but a profile from a couple of year ago on a gay hook up site has been tracked down... again, modesty prevented anything of particular damage getting out. But still, much more about my sexual interests than I'm comfortable to have anyone know... "fuck... it was only a matter of time"...
 

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TWO MONTHS PASS - ONE MONTH TO ELECTION DAY

The issue of over my 'social networking' profile passed oddly quickly. Jack seemed to never be around... not that that should have surprised me, but I always got a phone call first thing in the morning and last thing at night "if I can't be there in person, I want to be the first to say good morning, and the last to say good night" Jack said. Normally, I would find this nauseating... but, you quickly discover how forgiving you are when it's directed at you.

The polling has been neck and neck all the way. Jack would lead in one poll, then be down in the next. But I quickly learned to know when to stop being an advisor and start being a boyfriend. I kept up my day to day role in the office, but when we spoke, it was about how much we missed each other, or small, silly things that made up my day.

The relationship I developed with his family, his mother and his older sisters was surprising... In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have been, but I was. They knew I was alone and would invite me for dinner. I would get told how much happier Jack seemed to be since meeting me.

One night, Jack called me, and for the first time, realised he could lose. I realised how much that concept scared him, and since coming out, how much responsibility he felt... but I had to tell him "you're running as you, and win, lose or draw, I love you". It felt so incredibly natural to say this now. Which in itself made me feel weird. We've been together 3 months... but I knew I loved this man... not for who he was, or how he looked... but because he was a wonderful person...

The evening of the second debate emerged. The moderator from the Chicago Tribune asked Jack's opponent, that "while you've made a point of keeping Mr Peter's sexuality off limits, many of your surrogates have been explicitly making the point that you have a deeper understanding of people's issues because you're straight and your opponent is gay" There was a reasonable response to the question... when Jack's turn to respond came... "I find it strange, my opponent is a good man. I have no doubt of this, but to allow these deeply person attacks on my character either says he's employed the wrong people, or he doesn't have control of them. My sexuality is an issue, because I was honest and open about it. It's a huge risk politically, but the people of this state deserve nothing less than the truth. If you believe my being gay is such an impediment that you can't see me performing the role as you hope, then please, don't vote for me"

... Mary, who was watching with me, dug her claws into my thigh... "we either just won this... or lost it big"
 

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Election Night...

Over the past month, the polls tightened again, to the point that there wasn't a single poll that wasn't within the margin of error. Jack criss-crossed the state with his mother and sisters, I chose to remain locked up in Chicago.

The crowds got bigger, both in support and those opposed. I made the mistake of listening to talk radio. It turned my stomach. "We can't let someone like Jack Peters, a sodomite and deviant to serve us in the United States senate. There's only one way to stop him and what he represents and that's to get out and vote."

I saw this as my biggest fear... extreme right-wing turnout helped Bush win in Ohio in 2004... I called Mary, who was now travelling with Jack who was about to hold his final campaign rally in Rockford before flying back... "Mary, what's turnout looking like downstate?" "Um... I'm not sure yet, we should be getting numbers before we get on the plane, why?" "I have a bad feeling about conservative turnout... I just called some people and people in Springfield are telling me lines are around the bloc... but in Chicago? I'm being told the lines are pretty light" "It could just be waiting for the after-work crowds"..."I don't know, but I think we need to get more people out there" "Hang on Will, I've just gotten the 2pm exit polls... shit, I think you're right, so far he's winning Chicagoland 60-38 and losing the rest 56-42... so he's probably down by 2. We need to get the Chicago number closer to 65% and need to make sure he holds close to that number down state. I'm on it... let's see how the 5pm numbers look".

I arrive at the hotel where the party is going to be held, a huge group of protesters are outside. The driver turns and says, "we should probably take you underground" "Fuck is this going to be my life?" I walk into the suite and kiss Mrs Peters on the cheek. Jack calls me into the bedroom "So, this is going to be close... Mary told me you called her to get more people getting the vote out. It looks like its working. The 5pm numbers out of Chicagoland are pretty good, we've creeped up to about 64% and 43% down state... we'll see how it goes" We kiss gently and I leave him to work on some speeches... with my being called in from time to time to comment... change or completely re-write.

The polls close and network exit polls declare the race "too close to call"...
 
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i enjoy this story a lot. the hot sex is just the cherry on top, but too many cherries and it's no sundae anymore :)
 

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"At 12:46am, we are able to project a winner in the crucial Illinois Senate race. It appears that history has been made, Jack Peters, son of the former Governor of Illinois has been elected by razor thin margin of 48.8% to 47.8%. The historic part is not only Peter's age, but that he will be first openly gay person to serve in the United States Senate"

"Holy shit Jack..." I felt myself utter as I squeezed his thigh. I think for the first time, the sheer enormity of not only what faces him, but what he'd achieved hit him. I saw a tear trickle down his cheek. He gets up and walks to the bedroom. Jack's mother leans over a whispers "you should probably go with him".

I knock on the bedroom door and walk in. He's standing with his arm stretched out, bracing the metal frame of the window, looking out over Chicago. "It's an incredible night... How long before you go down to see your adoring masses?" He breaks his stare with a slight grin "probably in about 20 minutes or so. "Happy with the speech?" "Yeah, I think it says what I need it to say"

He sits down on the bed "you know, I don't think they could possibly hear us in there?" "Are you insane?!" He grabs my belt and pulls me over to him. The risk is both genuinely terrifying, but also a HUGE turn on. I find myself straining against my trousers. "Mmmm, that's what I've been missing". He unzips my fly and starts flicking and sucking. I basically shove my entire fist down my throat to stifle my already small moans. After a little while I think 'fuck it', and I say "alright, but in the bathroom". The idea of me shuffling across the carpet with my pants around my ankles is much funnier in hindsight.

I don't know how he's managed to remove his pants that quickly, but he hops onto the counter and I do what I need to do and make my entry in a gentle but determined way. This is frenetic and animalistic the constant kissing muffling any noise. I come first and Jack shudders and sprays all over his now exposed twitching stomach.

After efforts to clean up we present ourselves, and the new Senator-elect walks with his mother out of the room, and into the future... I feel so overwhelmed and full of confidence for that future... but just as I'm about to enter the ballroom... Mary looks over and says... "there's cum on your tie"

The end.
 

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Great story!! I hope that something like that happens in reality in the USA soon, here in Germany there are many openly gay politicans.