Date: Wed, 13 Jun 2012 20:26:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jon D <playbuddy123@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Senator's Boys - 2    (Revised)

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imagination. It will include fictitious descriptions of sexual situations
between teen age boys and on occasion with an adult. No real world boys
were involved. Any resemblance to actual people, places, or events is
purely coincidental.

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The Senator's Boys

Chapter 2


"Templeton, Jayden R.?"

"Here, sir." Jayden raised his hand.

The small group of new pages was gathered under the great dome of the
historic state house. It had been standing for generations. A portion of
the building had even burned during the civil war, but was rebuilt some
years later. The breathtaking murals covering the interior of the dome were
joined by magnificent marble columns and floors to create an amazing
display.

"Here are your new ID, permanent security pass, and completed orientation
checklist," the staffer said, handing over a crisp, white envelope embossed
with the state seal.

The new pages had been given temporary ID passes when they'd arrived a week
earlier. Jayden was glad general orientation was over.

After the rest had received their envelopes, the group was dismissed and
each of the pages was allowed to go to their designated area.

"Senator Bishop," Jayden mumbled as he read the name and office number on
his assignment. He thought over how the offices were arranged and got his
bearings. "Second floor, East wing," he said, figuring it out.

* * * *

"You must be Jayden," a good looking young man held out his hand as Jayden
came through the door.

"Yes, sir." Jayden reached over and they shook hands. Jayden noticed that
the guy was very well dressed.

"No need to call me sir." The boy smiled. "Save that for the boss."

Jayden gave him an embarrassed nod.

"I'm Patrick Redding, the Senator's event planner."

"Nice to meet you," Jayden tried to hide his nervousness.

"Relax, I know the senator pretty well and believe me, he's going to love
you. You don't have a thing to worry about."

Jayden took in a breath and settled himself; he hadn't realized how much
he'd needed those few words of encouragement.

Twenty minutes later they had completed a tour of the office suite.

"So that's it, you've seen everything. Any questions?" Patrick asked.

"Yeah, just one."

"What?"

"Um, so what exactly is my job?" Jayden whispered.

Patrick laughed, "I guess I didn't go over that, did I? Well, you'll find
out soon enough. For now, you can help by delivering these." Patrick handed
over a bundle of inter-office envelopes.

Jayden took the stack and gave each of the labels a quick look. "Yeah, I
think I can find all these," the boy sounded more confident than he
felt. "But haven't you guys, like, heard of email?"

"Reading seventy page documents on the computer will make your eyes go
crooked," Patrick joked. "Besides, most of the things in those packets need
signatures."

"Oh, yeah, I guess that makes sense," Jayden stammered.

"Okay, get going. When you're done there'll be something else for you to
do."

Jayden smiled. "Thanks, I think I'm really going to like it here."

Patrick smiled back. "Want some advice?"

Jayden quickly nodded `yes.'

"If you really want to impress the senator, just show him you're willing to
do whatever he needs done." Patrick's eyes twinkled.

"Okay." Jayden smiled. "I can do that!"

Patrick winked and headed back to his desk.

* * * *

The day had gone far quicker than Jayden had anticipated. In fact, he'd
worked right through lunch. The occasional growl of his stomach reminded
him he'd missed a meal. Several times he'd thought about checking on the
kid giving blow jobs in the basement bathroom. But there wasn't a chance to
get away.

Heading for the dorm Jayden glanced at his phone. "Dinner with the senator
at six," he mumbled, realizing he didn't have a lot of time. "Still need to
shower, change, and get to the executive dining room." He didn't know if
he'd make it.

Thirty-five minutes later, and on time, Jayden paused as the maitre d'
checked his name off, picked up a menu, and led him to the senator's table.

"You must be Jayden." the senator rose, extended his hand, and smiled.

"Yes, sir," Jayden blushed and shook hands with the man.

"Please," the senator motioned to a chair. "I'm sorry we weren't able to
meet earlier, too many meetings I'm afraid."

"No problem, sir, Patrick showed me around and kept me plenty busy. He told
me you had a full schedule today."

"Patrick's a good man." The senator smiled warmly. "You can learn a lot
from him."

"Yes, sir." Jayden blushed for the second time.

As they ate, Jayden became increasingly impressed by the man. Senator
Talbot Bishop seemed comfortable with power, with the perks that came with
high office, and at ease with himself. Even before knowing he'd be working
in the man's office, Jayden had admired the senator's success and had even
given a passing thought to being like him one day.

The dinner conversation was the stuff of getting acquainted. Jayden was
pleased that the senator seemed genuinely interested in him. The more
Jayden talked about his plans for the future, the more at ease he felt.

"I suppose a handsome young man such as yourself has a girlfriend," the
senator drawled as he poured a cup of coffee after dinner. The key lime pie
was on the way.

Jayden fingered his dessert fork. He wasn't sure why, but he found he was
uncomfortable meeting the senator's eyes as he answered. "No, sir," he
mumbled.

"That's difficult to believe." The man chuckled.

"I'm not that good with girls," Jayden admitted bashfully.

"Well, no matter." Senator T sighed. "We'll keep you so busy it won't be an
issue."

Once again Jayden relaxed, glad they were done with that subject.

* * * *

It was nearing eight by the time dinner was over and Jayden was on his way
back to the dorm. Rick, his roommate was out, but with a ten o'clock curfew
would probably be back any time.

Jayden undressed and carefully hung his dress clothes in the
closet. Standing in his boxers he wasn't sure if he should head to bed or
stay up for a while. Six a.m. would come soon enough. Still, it had been an
exciting day and he wasn't ready for it to end just yet. He decided to stay
up. He pulled on a pair of comfortable jeans, a colorful T-Shirt, and his
favorite sneakers. He decided he'd go for a walk. He looked around the room
and grabbed his ID, his wallet, and his key card. He looked at the time on
his cell phone and tucked it into his back pocket.

Leaving the building, Jayden walked around the state house grounds taking
in the sight of the lighted dome, the steady flow of traffic, the evening
crowds heading here and there, and the cool night air. A breeze coming from
the direction of the coast was a pleasant gift. The ocean wasn't far away.

Jayden found the walk relaxing. So much so, he'd gone further than he'd
expected. Reaching for his phone he checked the time again. "Better get
back," he thought and turned around.

Inside the capitol, at the junction of four hallways, Jayden paused
briefly. The route to the right would take him back to the dorm. Just to
the left would lead toward the old records section and the bathroom with
the glory hole. Without thought he turned left. As he pushed open the door
to the neglected men's room, the boy felt his heart beat more quickly. He
knew it was foolish to think the kid that had given him a blowjob the day
before would be there. It was late and no one was around. Jayden pushed the
door open a crack. The lights were off and the room was dark. He was
disappointed but not surprised. "Maybe tomorrow," he thought, and headed
for bed.

* * * *

The chime sounded and the elevator door opened. Senator Bishop was staring
at a business card and almost missed his floor. The card had the name of a
construction company on the front. It was a well known firm that had a
reputation for winning state contracts. More than a few had come with help
from Senator Bishop.

The senator turned the card over. It read, "Thank You," along with the name
of a hotel and a room number. Patrick had given him the card just before
the senator had left for dinner. It made him curious and he decided to see
what it was about. He found the room, knocked, and waited.

A moment later the door opened. There stood a boy of about fourteen with a
captivating smile, gorgeous features and a look of complete innocence. He
was beautiful. The lad was oriental, Chinese, the senator assumed and
looked considerably younger than his actual age. He wore black silk pants
that were loose and flowing which were accented with a red silk jacket
adorned with pink lotus flowers.

The boy smiled sweetly, bowed, and stepped aside so the senator could enter
the room.

Inside, the senator watched as the lad closed and locked the door. He then
turned the security latch so no one, not even hotel staff, could enter.
Reaching into an inside pocket of his jacket the boy took out a small
card. In perfect hand lettered calligraphy was written, "I am Jian-min. I
am honored to be your pillow boy tonight. Though I do not speak English, I
am fluent in the language of love. It is a pleasure to be of service."

The senator took a look around the room, wondering if this was a situation
designed to entrap him. He spotted a bottle of champagne on ice with yet
another card. Stepping over to the table the man read just five words, "So
Bridges May Be Built," in the corner in small print was the secret pin
number used by the senator and the head of the construction company when
they needed to pass messages to one another.

"Jian-Min, what a lovely name," the senator said softly and turned to the
boy.

* * * *

The large marble surround tub filled more than half of the spacious
bathroom. The boy had run warm water, added fragrant oils, lit scented
candles, and then had scattered rose petals around the room. As the senator
drank his third glass of champagne and watched in delight, the boy bowed
and started to disrobe. He slowly unbuttoned his jacket and dropped it to
the floor. The boy was slim with a narrow waist and firm torso. With a
playful smile he pulled a string at his waist and his silk pants fell
revealing a pair of incredibly small and sheer briefs. The softness of the
garment hinted at something almost feminine.

The boy made a slow turn and once facing away from the man, pulled the
panty like briefs down in back exposing his flawless and tender ass. One
more turn so that he was again facing forward, Jian-Min lowered the rest
and the briefs joined his pants on the floor. Naked, the boy was even more
beautiful than when he'd come to the door. The tuft of black hair around
the lad's penis was neatly trimmed, and the senator couldn't see another
hair anywhere except for the top of the boy's head. The youngster's boyish
looks were perhaps a touch deceiving, however, the senator mused, because
it was obvious from the boy's ample size and well proportioned cock he was
further along than one might think.

The senator felt his dick stir. He set his champagne glass down on the
bathroom counter and reached to undo his tie. The boy gracefully stepped
closer and, with a delightful and mischievous look, reached out to softly
rub the front of the man's trousers.

"Go ahead," the man said softly, nodding at the boy, urging him on. It was
obvious that the lad didn't understand the words. But, the next step was
clear.

Jian-Min used both hands to undo the senator's belt and then unzipped
him. The boy spread the man's pants open and rubbed the front of his
boxers. He concentrated on the outline made by a chubbed but not yet hard
dick. The man smiled as the boy pulled the undergarment down and out of the
way. He didn't hesitate to reach for the man's cock. Three firm tugs and
with a quick look up for permission, the child dropped to his knees and
opened his mouth.

"What a nice boy," the senator whispered and ran his fingers through the
kid's hair as the child took the head of his cock into his mouth and then
sucked. The senator couldn't resist gently fucking his dick in and out.

A few minutes later, the boy pulled the man's cock out of his mouth and
looked up expectantly, as if asking "am I doing alright?"

"Do you think you can deep throat it?" the senator asked gently, wondering
if the boy might know a word or two.

The man reached for his shaft. Holding the boy's head in place with one
hand and his cock with the other, the man pushed forward. His intent was
obvious and the boy's eyes seemed to acknowledge that. The senator felt the
head of his cock reach the back of the boy's throat. The lad gulped and the
thing went in further still. Surprisingly the boy didn't gag. The kid
seemed to an expert at sucking cocks.

The senator sighed. "Wonderful," he murmured as the boy clung tight to his
legs.

* * * *

Two hours had gone by and the man was amazed at the delights he was
receiving from the skilled pleasure boy. The senator had made his first
offering in the youngster's mouth and had been pleased to see him
swallow. Then they'd shared the warm bath. The boy had slowly and lovingly
soaped every part of the older man's body and taken care to do an
especially good job around his cock and balls. The man had been slightly
amused when the boy ran a soapy hand up and down his ass crack. Rinsed, out
of the bath and dried, the boy had run giggling to the bedroom.

"What a cute ass," the man thought as he followed.

The boy jumped on the bed and lay on his back. With his head on the
pillows, the pretty child spread his legs in invitation and coyly
smiled. The senator joined him and took him into his arms. The two had
kissed and touched for nearly an hour. There wasn't a square inch of the
boy that the senator hadn't touched, kissed, or played with. The senator
finally decided it was time for more.

"Do you like my finger in your hole?" the senator asked idly as he
meticulously lubed the boy's passage. The expression on the kid's face said
that he did. The senator probed deep. The kid's rounded butt was warm,
tight, and very inviting. They both seemed to be enjoying the ass play. The
boy wriggled on the finger in his rectum and slowly stroked his dick. The
senator wasn't in any hurry and fingered the boy for a good while using his
other hand to gently feel the boy's ass cheeks or balls. Then, it was time.

While the senator rolled on a condom, the boy quickly reached for the tube
of lube and took over. It seemed he wanted to be the one to finish the work
of getting the man ready. The boy's small hand looked wonderful on the
man's large shaft.

Apparently satisfied all was ready, Jian-Min lay back down and once again
spread his legs. The senator edged closer. Lubed and with the pointed end
in the right place, the man leaned forward. The senator's arms caused the
boy's legs to push apart and back toward his ears. The kid eagerly and
easily rolled into a compact ball, placing the soles of his feet against
the headboard. It seemed he was as athletic as he was gorgeous.

"You're irresistible like that," the man chuckled and rubbed his cock head
in a small circle around the boy's ring. The kid smiled when he teased him
with a little push. "Such a sweet ass," the man whispered.

He wished the boy understood English so he'd know what was being said to
him. But no matter, they weren't here to talk, they were here to fuck.

As the senator slowly eased forward, the tightly clenched hole opened like
a flower. With persistent urging, the head slipped inside. Jian-Min didn't
make a sound or flinch as the intruder entered; he just took in a deep
breath. As the hard shaft pushed in further, the senator took possession of
the boy's anal passage. It was clear who was in charge. The boy spread his
legs wider as a girl might, perhaps to ease the penetration. As the senator
stuffed his ass full of cock, the lad had a look of pure bliss on his
face. Moving his shaft deeper the man buried it in the warmth of the boy's
rear end. Moving slowly, the thing was stretching the tiny hole to its
limits. The boy wriggled as if to get the thing in just the right place.

"God, I love fucking boys," the man thought as he raised himself a touch
higher so he could push with his legs, "Nothing better than a kid's ass
hole."

The boy grunted when the man hit bottom. With the man's penis securely
lodged in his rear end, the child closed his eyes, lowered his legs and
wrapped them around the senator's back. As he locked his heels, Jian–Min
dutifully offered himself to Senator Bishop—becoming just another in a
long line of fuck toys. And fuck is what the senator did.

* * * *

Taylor Brooke hadn't been in the mood to suck dick that day and had decided
to skip both breakfast and lunch so he'd have a few dollars for
supper. That was yesterday, now the money was gone. No money meant that he
had to work. Like it or not he'd have to suck some cock if he wanted to
eat. Word must have spread through the ranks of the latest crop of
legislative pages, because he found he was somewhat busier than a few days
earlier. This time he'd sucked three kids off during the noon hour. He'd
taken a break and was back for the pre-supper crowd.

The stall door banged open, followed by "Shit," and then a muffled, "got to
be quieter." Whoever it was must have bumped the thing too hard.

As usual, the lock on the neighboring door fell into place. Taylor moved
against the far wall to take a look under the partition. "Damn, big feet,"
Taylor thought as he tried to guess the size. "Thirteen's? Fourteens?"

"Yo, you there?" A voice whispered.

"Yeah," Taylor whispered back.

"You into it?"

"If the price is right."

"How's twenty sound?"

"Deal," Taylor said softly.

Seconds later a pair of dark slacks fell to the floor followed by a large
pair of boxers.

"Yo, comin at ya."

Taylor watched as a solid mushroom head came through the glory hole
followed by a good nine inches of prime man meat. The thing was a little
bigger around than a full size flashlight battery and it wasn't even hard
yet.

"Yo, be careful with ma shit, ya here?"

Taylor grasped the impressive rod and gave it a few strokes. He couldn't
get over the size. He'd seen some big ones, hell you couldn't suck cock for
a living without seeing some nice ones, but this was in a class by
itself. In position on his knees, Taylor gave the smooth head a long lick.

"Ya, that's what I'm talkin about," the guy moaned.

Taylor swirled his tongue around the edge and then speared the pee
hole. Knowing he wasn't going to be able to take all of it, Taylor decided
the best thing to do was work the guy up fast. Twisting his hand and
stroking, Taylor wrapped his lips around the thing. The guy pushed in
almost at once. Taylor gagged; it was too much. Pulling his head back,
Taylor found the sweet spot where he had enough in his mouth that the guy
seemed satisfied and not so much that Taylor thought he'd puke.

He sucked, jacked, and sucked some more.

"Yeah, thats it, ya gay ho, suck it good."

The guy's increasingly powerful thrusts confirmed Taylor's idea that
getting this guy off fast was a good thing. "No messing around, just get
the fucker off," he thought.

Taylor felt the massive thing swell even further. He couldn't believe how
big the damn thing was. The guy was leaking, and Taylor got a
taste. "That's nasty," he thought. "most guys taste better than this
stuff."

"Suck it good, yeah, suck that mother fucker."

The guy seemed to like when Taylor pulled his head back and let him pump
fast through his lips. It didn't take much effort on Taylor's part to do it
that way, so he let the guy fuck his face for a while. "Come on," Taylor
thought as the guy's dick pumped in and out of his mouth, "Cum.." But, the
guy went on and on. Taylor's jaw was getting sore. "You fucker," Taylor
thought the longer things went on, "quit fooling around and shoot." Finally
Taylor heard what he wanted to hear.

"Yeah, fuck, I'm almost there." The guy grunted and slammed against the
partition. "Fuckin suck it, bitch."

Taylor was passed the point of enjoying this, he just wanted the guy done
and gone. He sucked harder and used his hand.

"Get ready," the guy finally moaned. "Get the fuck ready."

After this length of time, Taylor wondered how much he was going to have to
swallow.

"Fuck, here it is, I'm juicin!"

The spurts were strong, fast, and thick. The guy must have had nuts the
size of bowling balls because the stuff just kept coming. Taylor swallowed,
gulped, and found his mouth filling up for the second time.

"Fuck, swallow that shit..." The guy groaned and slammed home a few more
times before he was finally finished.

Taylor swallowed the last bit. He couldn't help making a face, the shit was
that nasty. He knew that part of the job was to clean the guy
up. Reluctantly, he washed the guy's cock with his tongue and once again
made a face. What the fuck does this guy eat?" he wondered. "Whatever it
is, it's bad."

"Hell ya, ya'll one dizzy cum suckin faggot. Damn that was fine!"

Taylor moved over and sat on the toilet. "Not sure twenty is enough for
that," he thought as a bill dropped to the floor.

"You got one fine mouth," the guy whispered as he pulled up his boxers and
then his pants. "I'm going tell a few of the guys on the team how good you
are."

It was then that Taylor recalled seeing the notice board at the state house
entrance announcing that the boy's high school basketball champs were being
honored that day by the governor. "Now the big feet make sense," Taylor
chuckled to himself.

He reached down and picked up the twenty. "I hope they're not all like
him," he mused.

* * * *

Jayden had watched as four high school-age basketball players one after the
other went in and out of the downstairs bathroom. It hadn't taken much to
figure out what had been going on.

His free time was running out, and if Jayden was going to take a turn he
thought he'd better get going. Looking up and down the corridor, Jayden
decided to make his move. He stepped into the bathroom but paused, suddenly
wondering if he should really be doing this again. He felt the wetness
under his arms. He'd grown more anxious as one after another of the kids
had entered the room. The air conditioning wasn't very good on the lower
level and he was sweating like a pig.

Jayden stepped over to the sinks, turned on a faucet, and splashed cool
water onto his face. As he looked in the mirror his mother's last words as
he'd left the house for the internship came back. "And you be a good boy,
here?"

That did it, at least for now. Jayden chickened out. He grabbed some paper
towels, dried his hands and left.

* * * *

It took almost a half hour of waiting, but finally the bathroom door opened
and the unknown boy appeared. He quickly looked up and down the hall and
then stepped out.

Jayden watched from his hiding place in a broom closet. The lad was sixteen
or seventeen, slim, with boyish features. His dishwater-blond hair was a
bit too long, it hadn't been trimmed for some time. The guys jeans were
worn, his shirt faded, and his sneakers nearly falling apart.

The guy headed down the hall toward the exit. Jayden followed.

The kid seemed comfortable in the street as if he'd lived in the area for
some time. Jayden stayed a safe distance behind and watched as the kid made
his way from the capitol across the avenue and down toward the theater
district. The guy didn't seem aware he was being followed, and Jayden took
care to make sure he wasn't seen. Perhaps twenty minutes later the kid
entered a small bodega. The tiny grocery/convenience store seemed to be one
of the mom and pop kind of places. Jayden watched as the boy headed for the
coolers and grabbed a soda, then took some time selecting a small bag of
chips.

"Now," Jayden thought and headed in.

Entering the store, Jayden carefully maneuvered so that as the kid neared
the counter to pay for his stuff, Jayden was right there.

The kid looked over and the two boys lock eyes for a brief moment. The kid
turned away and paid the cashier. As he put his change in his pocket, the
boy looked down.

Jayden watched as the kid stared a moment. "My shoes!" Jayden cursed,
realizing he was wearing the same ones he'd worn two days earlier when he'd
visited the bathroom.

The kid looked up. The boys stared again, but this time there was
understanding.

"He knows," Jayden thought, "he knows I was one of the guys he sucked off."

The kid picked up his stuff and started for the door.

"No, wait!" Jayden called.

The kid turned back.

"I want to help."

The kid shook his head sadly and pushed through the door.

* * * *

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Send story ideas or comments to
Playbuddy123@yahoo.com my thanks to Jon B. for once again helping with plot
ideas and to Andrew for tidying things up. We make a good team. Jon D.