Date: Tue, 15 Oct 2013 08:59:24 -0400
From: Jay Stick <joystick56@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Customer/Dexter's Saga Chapter #24

The Customer/Dexter's Saga
Chapter 24
By Joystick

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 End of Chapter 23

"Could be that, Yes it could be! I just hope it has also rubbed of on
Jesse," The Judge moaned. "I can see the change in him everyday. I can
almost see the wheels in his head plotting and scheming. Just like one of
us! I cannot wait for him to choose the way of Allah. My only regret is
that he will have to loose the foreskin. Well, time will tell."

"Yes it will - but do we have that much time?"

Chapter 24

After Jesse and Phyllis drove off, the Judge said, "Come, Dan, help me
place the boat back into the lake and then I'll drive you home. It's been a
long day and I want to be rested by the time Jesse gets back home. I also
want to stop off at the car rental place and see about buying that car for
Jesse."

"That's a very expensive gift for him. Are you sure he is worth it? Can you
afford it?"

"Worth it! Just look at what he is doing for me. He has to make a good
impression on the public and that girl. As for my being able to afford it,
I can afford it. Besides while I can travel around in a jeep, you really
can't expect a first class woman like Phyllis to arrive at a classy
function in an old working man's car, can you? Besides, Jess does look so
right behind the wheel of that car. Perhaps I am spoiling him - but I think
he is worth it! Now, help me put the boat in the lake!"

After getting the boat back in the water the Judge drove his cousin
home. "Come on in and have a cup of coffee. I think you have lots of time
as Jesse may not be back for a few hours. We can talk about the upcoming
party convention."

As they walked into the house, the judge noticed an Arabic newspaper that
most of his Arab acquaintances had delivered to their homes and, while Dan
prepared the coffee, Yethro picked it up and started to read it. His eye
just happened to catch an article at the bottom of the first page that
interested him. He sat down and read it and by the time Dan returned with
the coffee he was smiling broadly.

"What's got you in such a happy state of mind?" Dan asked as he set down
the pot and cups.

"Did you have time to read this story about the great state of Oklahoma?"

"No, I haven't had time to look at my copy yet. It came just before I got
your call about the meeting. Anything interesting?" Dan asked.

"As a matter of fact there is! You do remember that thing that Oklahoma did
in their last election? You remember, the one where they pushed through an
amendment to their State Constitution that would have barred the use of
Sharia law in state courts under any and all circumstances? At the time you
warned me that It looked like what I had been doing in my court was
unlawful. You ordered me to watch my rulings and myself."

"Yes, I remember. It passed by over 70% if I remember correctly," his
cousin said. "It was a terrible setback for us!"

Well, a U.S. District Judge just ruled that the amendment violated the
freedom of religion provisions of the U.S. Constitution."

"No kidding! I don't believe it! What does it mean?"

"It means if this ruling holds up, and I see no reason why it should not,
that as long as both parties agree to accept Sharia law as their means of
determining their case, then the ruling is legal and binding."

"You are joking!"

 "No I'm not! Here read it for yourself! We are on our way at last! We have
our foot in the doorway. Jesse was right and barring a U.S. Constitutional
Amendment - we can start to pull that door off its frame. With this ruling
holding up, my getting the Governorship, and with more Muslims running and
being elected to State and Federal offices, it is only a matter of
time. Nothing can stop us now. Mark my words - we are well on our way to
the creation of the American Caliphate that will replace this so-called
Republic."

"Not so fast, what if they want to add that Federal Constitutional
Amendment declaring this a Christian country and forbidding the use of
Sharia law?" Dan asked.

"That would take a long time to do and it would open the door to many more
problems than it would solve. You would have all the nut fringe guys
demanding that their amendments be added also. The Christian Nation idiots
would be only the first and perhaps the weakest, the anti-gun nuts, the
term limits people, the legalizing of all drug people, the gay marriage
people and the anti-income tax people to name a few. No, it would never
happen. In all the years that the US Constitution has been in place there
have been only a few new amendments. It is just too difficult a
process. And even if there were to be a Constitutional Convention, the 'in
fighting' would kill off the government and then we will pick up what is
left and establish our Caliphate. It's going to take a while but, you mark
my words, I think both you and I will live to see it, my friend. Some day
soon we will have a Muslim President and government here. Who knows, I
might be the first Caliph or maybe even Jesse. You'll see these Americans
are going to let us take over without a real fight. We will do it by their
law and they will help us."

"Well as long as you are going to be the Caliph and as long as you are
dreaming - what about me? What position do you have in store for me?" Dan
laughed.

"You will have any office you want. I might even see to it that you run the
reconstituted slave trade. There are many in this country that think we
made a big error when we outlawed that practice and when we take over, that
is going to be the first order of business. We will do away with all the
prisons. They cost too much to run anyway and why not make them pay for
themselves. Yes! We will have to re-establish the slave trade and the
markets to get rid of all the criminals as well as the people who will try
to overthrow the new order. Instead of sending them away for years and
having to pay for their up keep - we can sell them off as cheap labor. You
would be perfect for heading up this department. After all, you did come up
with that idea about disposing of my son's woman friend. I think the job
would suit you very well. If you want, I would even allow you to test each
slave first."

"Thank you, my Lord, and, of course, as a result of this I would be only to
happy to have all those young men for you and Jesse to sample before we
send them off to market. I know both of you would love that!  You are an
old Bedouin and he is fast becoming a young one. 'Goats, young girls and
very young boys' as the saying goes."

 "As much as I would have agreed to that a few years back, I'm afraid that
I am getting too old and settled in my ways. Jesse is really enough for
me. I guess I love him and will only need him. Who knows by the time this
all takes place, Allah may will it that Jesse will feel the same way about
me," Yethro said. "MMMMM - thinking about that, I should be getting back to
the cabin and getting it ready for Jesse when he returns. He told me he
missed me and was looking forward to sleeping in his own bed with me. Let
me let you in on a big secret - both you and I know he really did not sleep
on that damn sofa, but I will allow him to fib about it because it's nice
believing that that rogue did sleep with her and is afraid to tell me that
he did. It's just one of the small inconsistencies of our love."

"Yes, we all keep things from our lovers. It allows us to have fun and live
out our dreams. Be careful my friend. First things first - you have to be
nominated and elected to the office before all of this can come about. Go
to that car dealership now and purchase that BMW for him. Behave yourself!
As far as Jesse goes, just remember that he is only doing all this for
you."

The next few weeks before the convention proved to be both exciting and
exhausting. Jesse and the Judge toured the state from one end to another in
the new car. The Judge's picture along with Jesse and occasionally Phyllis
were plastered all over the news media. The Judge's son and his girlfriend
became the darlings of the news media. There were all kinds of rumors about
their sneaking off to get married. They became an item and the public just
loved hearing and seeing them. By the time the convention was called to
order, it was almost certain that the Judge would get the nomination and
when the vote was taken it was more like a coronation than a
nomination. The party's gubernatorial candidate and his nominated
Lt. Governor along with their families stood on the platform and waved to
their adoring party delegates and made speeches accepting the
nomination. No one questioned or thought there was anything unusual about
the Judge and his family. As the confetti and balloons fell Yethro, Jesse
and Phyllis along with the Governor's family waved to the crowd.

"Now on to the election," screamed Yethro in Jesse's ear as he threw his
arms around Jess and Phyllis hugging both of them.

Later that night after they had dropped off Phyllis at her home, both he
and Yethro had returned to their town house, the judge suggested that they
both needed to relax in the pool. "It went very well tonight, but now we
need to relax," the Judge said to Jesse. "And I think a nude dip in the
warm indoor pool is just what this doctor would prescribe."

Jesse still exuberant from the excitement of the convention said, "I think
the election will be a runaway. We are going to blast our way into the
Governor's Mansion. My only worry is that we will not be able to have
moments like this once you take over. Do you think they have an indoor pool
at the Governor's house? Will we be able to skinny dip like this? For that
matter will we be able to even live together there?"

"Don't worry, love, if they don't have an indoor pool - I'll have one put
in. I'm not going to give this up for anything," he said as he swam over to
Jesse and took him in his arms and kissed him. "As far as our living
together, I think it will be even better for us than it is now. Our
security forces will keep the press far away. Look at what all the
Presidents have been able to get away with. If I had to give up our fun
times together, I would resign from the office. I do not think I could
endure the strain without you by my side. Besides by the time I'm in charge
of the state - it will be a new world. No one will question us about our
relationship, not if they want to keep their heads! Did they ever question
the Mayor of New York City about his sexuality once he was elected to
office? Everyone knew he was never going to marry that Ex-Miss America. And
he served three terms!"

"Wow! That's what I wanted to hear. While I don't mind her as a dinner or
social affair companion, I was beginning to worry that you were going to
have me marry Ms. Goodwin just to keep up the appearances."

"What, are you getting tired of her so soon? Just remember that you will
have to keep her until at least after the election. Her father is still a
big man in the party and it just would not look good if you dumped her too
soon. Is she really that hard to take?"

"She is not hard to take at all. She is fun and nice to be with. Her father
is even a very nice guy and easy to get along with. I know all this, but
there are times that I just wish that I did not have to lead her on... Do
you know what I mean? She is really a nice woman but I think she is falling
for me. I just hope that you will not force me to marry her just to keep
her father's support."

"Force you!" the Judge laughed. "Jess, you have to be kidding me! Now tell
me the truth, since I gave you your freedom and even before that, when have
I ever been able to force you to do anything you did not want to do in the
first place? I would never do anything like that! We have become partners
in all we do. We talk, we discuss, and we act together. If anyone is the
unseen power in our relationship - it is you - not I!"

"You did insist that I date her in the first place! It was you who was
afraid to let the public know we were living together in a homosexual
relationship," Jesse pointed out by poking his finger at him. "And you even
picked her out for me!"

"I stand corrected. You are right. You are 100% right on that
point. However, my love, at some point, we must think of your future and
who comes after you to carry on our heritage. After all, you do bear my
family name and the responsibility of carrying it on.  As I told you a
while back, when the time comes for you to take a woman for the purpose of
producing an heir, we will choose a nice Arab Muslim girl for you. One who
is young, beautiful, will produce a lot male children and most important of
all - one who will keep her damn nose out of "Our" bedroom and her ass out
of my bed," Yethro laughed. "Now come here and show me how much you missed
me. Do you realize that this is the first time we have had to ourselves
since this campaign business started?"

The two of them met at the low end of the pool again and embraced kissing
each other. "You don't know how empty I felt and how I longed to hold you
and kiss you when you got the nomination. I wanted us to be like Al Gore
and his wife at his nomination. It was frustrating, that at the height of
our joint victory that I could not show my true feelings for you in
public." Jesse said.

"That goes for me as well. It was frustrating to say the least. However, we
are alone now," Yethro, said taking Jesse by the hand and leading him up
the pool steps and into the sauna where a massage table was set up. After
they had dried each other off Yethro told Jesse to lie down, face up, on
the padded table and he would help him to relax and relieve his tension.

"In the days of the Ottomans it was called a Turkish bath. Today we use a
sauna and full body massage. I'm not sure which is better, but you just
relax and let me do my magic." The Judge whispered into Jess's ear as he
took the lid off a jar of lotion and placed a large dab of it in the palms
of his hands. Then rubbing his hands together he placed them on Jesse's
shoulders. He slowly kneaded his skin, working the lotion into the tight
neck and shoulder muscles. He worked slowly using his strong fingers to
draw away the pain and relieve the tension. He made his way down until he
came to Jesse's nipples. At that point he added more lotion as he felt the
nubs grow bigger and harder. As the moans came from the young man's throat
Yethro could feel the aroused nipples grow hard and begin to stand out
against his finger. He rubbed in a circle, tracing each nipple, his
fingertips playing in the blond hairs that surrounded each darkened
lobe. The lotion made the hairs darker and plastered them down against
Jesse's skin.

"Oh babe, fuck yeah," the young man moaned.

"Feels good, does it?" Yethro asked.

For an answer, Jesse just groaned and smiled.

The Judge continued his massage, adding more lotion as he traveled through
the brown chest curls that spread along Jesse's body. When he finally
arrived at the place where his legs joined, he felt the thick brown bush
that grew there as it began to tickle his fingers. He slowly pressed down
and rubbed in circles, feeling the wet matted tangles against his own skin.

"Oh, shit, Judge, this feels so fucking awesome," he moaned. "You, my
lover, are a master at this!"

The older man watched as the younger man's cock stretched to its limit, the
skin tight and veins dark blue, the foreskin retracted to the point where
it became almost painful. "I can see how much you enjoy my touch," he said
as he continued rubbing the hairy crotch of his willing victim, one hand in
the wetted down curls, the other starting at the tip of the hard dripping
cock and slowly making its way down to the hairy base. Then he took his
hand from the cock forest and slowly made his way down to the full hairy
nut sac below. When he found the two heavy balls, he slowly and gently took
them between his fingers and carefully rubbed them between his
fingers. With the one hand on Jesse's balls, he started stroking his thick
cock with the other. He guessed it to be at least seven inches long as he
took the hard thick length between his fingers and started slowly to jack
the skin. As he stroked Jesse's cock, his other hand left his hairy ball
sac and went down in search of the love chute he knew had to be there
waiting.

"Oh, my God," Jesse groaned when he felt Yethro slip his lubricated finger
deep inside his ass.

The Judge started stroking Jess even harder, and with each jack, he fucked
his finger faster and with more force inside his tight hole.

"You're going to make me cum," his young lover warned.

"Shoot your cock," the Judge cried out. "Think of fucking my tight hairy
hole and shooting deep inside me."

That did it for Jesse. "Fuck, I'm coming," he screamed.

As Yethro continued finger fucking his hole and stroking his thick dick, he
watched as the first rope of creamy hot spunk shot out the tip and landed
between Jesse's two hairy nipples. A second rope, followed by a third, a
fourth, and then a fifth landed as well and slowly made its way down
through the hairy treasure trail on his stomach.

For a time, his energy gone, the young man laid on his back, his eyes
shut. When he opened them, he said, "See what I'm talking about? There's
something about you, that even a simple jack off by you and I'm knocked
unconscious. No woman can do that to me."

"Not too unconscious to be unable to take care of this boner that I have
now?" The Judge asked as he took a wet towel and cleaned off the evidence
of their lovemaking and leaned over and kissed Jesse.  "You see now I can't
wait to get inside you."

"Come here and let me feel that thing inside me," ordered Jesse.

His Honor placed a pillow under the backside of Jesse and got up on the
table between the legs of his young lover and placed his cut cock tip
against the ass ring and pushed slowly inside.

Jess shivered as he felt the tip of the circumcised cock go inside his wet
hole. The Judge pushed, causing his cock to slide all the way inside,
invading the love hole and working it's way like a guided missile deep
until his black bush was rubbing and tickling the firm white ass
cheeks. The older man's dark cock started working in and out of his young
lover's rectum, first with gentle fucking motions, and then finally, the
need to thrust hit his brain, and he began pounding Jesse's ass, his balls
slamming Jesse's ass cheeks, grinding into his fuck hole and rubbing over
and over his prostrate.

"Fuck Judge, that feels so good. I love you pounding me like this." Jesse
worked harder, his backside working back and forth, up and down, sucking
and squeezing his lover's tool working it from head to base, the dark curls
brushing against his ass, tickling him, driving him on until suddenly he
heard Yethro scream, "I'm going to shoot, I'm going to fill your love hole
with my hot cream," he warned. Suddenly the first spurt of thick man juice
shot out and sprayed the deeps of his lover's innermost secret place.

Jesse's rectum swallowed each wave of cum and never lost a drop. His ass
continued sucking until he had the last bit of cream out of Yethro's
cock. He milked it and milked it until he was sure he had sucked it
completely dry then he tried to pull away, but Yethro would not let him.

"Kiss me," he told Jesse.

Jesse reached over and placed his mouth on the Judge's lips. As they
kissed, their tongues meeting and enjoying the taste of each other, Jesse
realized that he would have to be very careful - he was falling in love
with him in spit of himself and this in spite of the danger that this man
represented.

"And you said you would find me a woman and I would be able to carry our
heritage on thru her - that can never be," Jesse whispered into Yethro's
ear. "I will never be able to have a cummmmm like this with her."

"Well, at least you will try! If for some reason you are unable to cum for
her then you will have to inseminate her artificially. I will have
grandchildren - one way or the other and you will provide them for me. Is
that understood?"

"I don't understand why you are so insistent on my having children." Jesse
asked.

"It will sound crazy, but if you do not laugh, I will tell you. But you
must promise not to laugh or make fun of my reason!"

"O.K. I will try not too."

"As an Arab I always wanted children, but that bitch would not have any.
Now that I'm older and have you - I cannot even think of sleeping with a
woman anymore. So in this fantasy mind of mine I feel that by my seeding
you - you will seed the girl I pick for you and I will not only be the
"Jida" (Grandfather) but also the father. Now! No laughing!"

Jesse, trying to keep from smiling, said, "A fantasy it may be, but I don't
think it is crazy. Come give me a big kiss. It's weird but I love it...."

Afterward they got themselves up and dragged their exhausted bodies to
their bedroom. In bed together, neither of them spoke, but remained silent,
just enjoying the closeness and touch of the other's body as they drifted
off to sleep.

To be continued...