Date: Mon, 13 May 2013 23:46:36 +0100
From: David Spowart <davidspowart3@hotmail.com>
Subject: To serve my country chapter 7

O.K., the usual warnings apply: This story contains sex between males of
consenting age, and if your state or country does not allow such material
to be read, or you are offended by male-on-male sex and you are under the
age of 18, please leave this story now. And just a short word on this
story, this is a story of pure fiction and should be read as such. E-mails
regarding the fact that the Republicans would never have a gay candidate
and the dates of elections being wrong are not required as stated this is
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Written by
David Spowart

Edited by
J Matlock

"To serve my Country"

Chapter 7

"Good Morning Gentleman" I started, looking around the room.  Mike Longo
was sitting next to James Lincoln, senator from Nebraska, and the chairman
of our party.  "Tony, you look well" I started.  "Mike, how's the knee?" I
asked, as I knew he had damaged it playing golf with the chief whip.

"Bryce we have a problem" Tony started.

"Ohh?" I replied

"Certain information has come to light, and we feel that it will damage any
chance of the republicans gaining the keys to White House" he added.

"Information, what sort?" I asked, being coy.  I knew the answer, but I was
not going to make it easy for him.

"Bryce, I think you know what we are talking about.  Okay, it was a shock;
but hey, it's 2020's, not 1920's" Mike replied.

"Look, Bryce, can you confirm your sexuality?" James asked, and I looked at
him.  I don't know the guy apart from the occasional nod of the head when
is session. "Gentleman, what has my sexual orientation got to do with
anything?" I asked.  The way the mainstream Republicans are, I knew it
would not be a simple answer.

"Tony, Mike, you both know me.  I have served this country with loyalty and
distinction.  I served in the armed forces; I have several commendations.
I have served with distinction in both houses. I have been a servant to the
flag more than anyone needs to be; and you are focusing solely on with whom
I choose to share my bed.  Narrow minded, don't you think?" I informed
them.

"Would you consider withdrawing...to help the party?...........  Say you
are unable to run due to Ill health or something" James responded.

"Gentleman, have you ever known me to back down from a fight worth
fighting?" I asked.

"Not the point, my boy" Mike Longo interjected.

"Mike, I admire and respect all you have done for this country; so I will
hear your point of view" I replied.

"Bryce, I like you.  The party likes you.  Shit, Bryce, I don't give a fuck
who you fuck; but America does.  You will be crucified as will the party.
The Democrats will seize on the fact that you have lied about your
orientation.  They will question your morals; the Church will not endorse
you.  Bryce, you cannot win this one" he concluded.

"I think you underestimate the American public" I replied.

"I am sorry my boy, but I think you need to reconsider your candidacy" Mike
added.

"Mike, if I stand, it is my intention at the convention to inform the party
of my sexuality; removing any shock factor the Democrats have in mind.  I
have never lied about my sexuality, it never came up; and Mike, you know
damned well you do not volunteer any information you don't have to" I
responded.

"Bryce, the floor might change their allegiance.  Votes are not set in
stone; they are just promises, and sometimes promises get broken" Tony
replied.

"Is that a threat, Tony?" I asked, concerned that my running was being
sabotaged at the top level. "No, just experience" he replied.

"Look gentlemen, you came to me, remember?  But now, nothing will take this
chance from me to be the ultimate servant to the Country I love" I said
with meaning they could not mistake for bravado.

"Okay, give the boy a chance to state his case" Mike spoke, and Tony just
sat back in his leather chair and sighed. James stood up and walked to the
window.  "I agree with Mike" James said, looking at me.  "Perhaps America
is not yet ready for a gay President; but we will not know unless someone
tries" he added and could not sense ant deception from his body language.

"It's going to be one hell of a battle, Bryce; I hope you know that.  They
will come at you with everything they have.  They will attack your
character, and will drag your family into it.  They will hunt for old
partners; look for seedy sex stories to damage your image" Tony said, with
some modicum of concern, "Is there any scandal that might bite your ass?"
he asked

"Tony, I appreciate your candour; but I am a big boy.  The things I have
seen and done in my life have prepared me for this fight, and just so you
know, I have had 3 partners in my life, all respectable individuals, so no,
no scandal" I replied, standing up shaking his hand he stood up and began
pacing the room.

"You may have trouble finding a running mate though, Bryce.  Most will shy
away from being a part of a possible landslide defeat" Tony added.

"I am not going to lose, and I have some calls to make.  I will announce at
the convention this afternoon, and hopefully announce my running mate.  I
have narrowed it down to two" I replied.

"Care to name them?" Tony asked.

"One, I know I will struggle to change his mind; the second, I have not
approached yet" I added.  "Is he or she a strong contender?" James asked.

"I think he will be a great addition to the ticket, he has my upmost
respect, he is a politicians politician" I smiled.

"So, what do you say, Mike, do you have another fight in you?" I asked, and
the look on Mike's face was unreadable then one of shock.

"Me?  You want me to run?  You want me to be your Vice president?" he
asked, taking all on board that I had said.  "I think you would be an
asset" I replied.

"Mike, do you think you could work with me, work to build a better country?
Can you do that with a gay President, Mike?" I asked.

"My boy, not many people can shock me; but Bryce, that one is a corker" he
replied.

"Are you sure you don't want someone with experience, and, well...younger?"
he inquired.

"Mike, who is more experienced than you?  No, I have made up my mind;
Senator Longo, would you consider being my running mate to campaign for the
office of The President of the United States" I said, hoping my little
patriotic speech swayed him some.

Mike stood up and walked to the window.  Looking out, down Pennsylvania
Avenue, he surveyed the vista before him.  "I never thought I would have
something like this at my time of life, Bryce.  I respect you for what you
have given; and it would be my honour to run with you" he replied.  He
walked over and grabbed my hand with both of his.

"We'll give them hell, Mike.  We might go down; but, by God, we will go
down fighting" I smiled, and shook his hand with the same enthusiasm.

"So, Noda-Longo" Tony said.

"Yes, Tony, Noda-Longo" I smiled.  This could have gone very differently,
but came out so much better than I could have expected.

"Tony, could you let that leak out?" I said, and he nodded with a grin.

"Bryce, I know that it is going to be the hardest battle you have ever
fought; but if anyone can do it, you can and for what it's worth you have
my full backing, I will leak that out also, but it will be an interesting
battle ground" Tony added with a smile.

"Tony, for the record, Afghanistan and Korea were tough battles; this it's
just a bump in the road compared to what we had to do there" I responded.

"Well said my boy" Mike Longo interjected.

We wrapped up the meeting and I headed out.  The agent was talking to the
receptionist when I came out.  "Senator" he said, standing up from sitting
on the corner of the mahogany desk.

"My office, please" I said, and we left and headed back to my office, or my
hotel room, anyway.  I would go home after the convention; but I needed to
relax and watch some of the proceedings on C-span, before the shit hits the
fan...so to speak.

I had a short nap before I was wakened by a knock at my door.

Knock! Knock!

I knew it was someone I knew or the agent would have denied them access.  I
opened the door and the agent was standing next to Danny Logan.

"Senator Logan, pleased you could make it on such short notice" I said,
hiding my pleasure.  "No problem, Senator" he replied.  I thanked the agent
and closed the door.  I walked with Danny toward the drink cabinet.

I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him close.  "Hey" I said,
looking into his eyes. "Hey yourself" he replied, moving close enough that
I could kiss him lightly on his full lips.  "How did it go?" he asked.
"Okay.  It was tough at first, but they soon came around" I replied.  "I
knew you would sort it out" he added.

I pulled him close once more, and planted my tongue in his willing, open,
attentive mouth.  I moaned as he attacked my tongue.  "I want you" I said.
"Good, because I need you in me" he replied.

"I was kind of hoping you would fuck me" I replied.

"Oval Office; not before" he replied.

"That might never happen" I said, with a mock sadness in my voice, hoping
he might take pity on me.

"Oval Office" he repeated.

"Now, Mr President, I need my ballot box filled" he said with a smile,
grabbing my arm, dragging me into the double bedroom.

"See that bed?  Drive me through it" he demanded.

I pulled him close, shedding layers as we went.  I loved the smell of him
when he is horny.  I don't know what I smell like when I am in the same
mood; but he seems to approve.

I soon had him down to his boxers, as I was naked and ready for action.  He
pulled on my shoulder, flipping me onto my back.  He has some game this
guy.  He then attacked my cock like he was hungry for milk, and I was his
mother.

"Ohh fuck!!" I moaned out, looking down, watching my cock vanish inside
this person I was beginning to believe I could not live without.  "Ohhh
fuck!!!" he swallowed my cock whole and held it within his throat;
massaging it with the muscles that drove me wild with lust and want.

"Ready yet?" he asked.

"Fuck yeah!!" I informed him, and with the same movement he did to me, I
soon had him on his back.  I pushed his knees up to his chest and began to
attack his hole with my tongue, slowly opening him up.  He was panting like
a cheap Washington hooker, or so I've heard.

"Ohhhh fuck!!!!!......BRYCE" he screamed.  Luckily, this part of the suite
is soundproof, I thought to myself.

I raised myself up and positioned my cock at his back door; and entered him
the way I had grown to like, as did he, one quick motion.  He told me
during sex he liked to feel like he had been fucked; so rough at the
beginning was a real turn on for him.  For me, I was more than happy to
oblige.

"Fuck Yeah!!!!!!" he yelled, as I bottomed out inside him.

"You like that, Bitch?" I berated him.  He liked me being totally dominant
while fucking.  Making love was different; that is slow and sensual.  But
there are times when you just want to fuck each other's brains out.  His
instructions at the beginning were to drive him through the bed; he likes
me to dominate, and dominate is what I am doing.

"Harder, make me feel it" he moaned out; and I did, with all the force I
could muster.  I pounded his ass into the bed.  The people staying in the
suite below would hear the bed rocking and banging, and I couldn't care
less; my baby wanted servicing and I am doing just that.

I flipped him over so I could bang him from behind.  I mounted him, and
using slow long strokes, he knew he was being fucked.  I could feel him
shake beneath me.  He was panting like the cheap whore he likes to be.

"Ohh Bryce you ...you...you feel...you " he struggled to speak.

"Yeah, you love my cock, don't you bitch?" I rammed harder and rougher than
I had ever done.  He was getting close, as was I.  I picked up the pace to
drive him over the edge.  I pulled out of him as I knew he was about to
bust.  I flipped him back onto his back and re-entered him.  I power fucked
him hard and fast.  We both shot our loads; him onto his abs, me inside his
ass.  We both were sated.  I then exhausted, collapsed on top of him...

A few minutes passed; no words were spoken for a long time.

"You needed that as much as I did" he said, still holding me, our bodies
mashed together with cum and sweat.  "Yeah, you are right..." I replied.

"I need to shower.  Share one?" I asked.

"Sure, and perhaps you could go for round 2 at some point" he laughed,
pulling me into the bathroom.

Some twenty minutes later, we emerged clean and fresh.  We did not have
further sex, Time was moving fast, and I had a short meeting before I
attended the convention.  "Knock them dead" Danny said, kissing me as I
dressed.

"Oh, before you shoot off" I laughed at the double entendre.  "Sorry,
couldn't help it" I laughed.  "And you are going to be President" he
replied with a smirk.

"Sorry, but I have picked my running mate" I informed him

"Should I be worried?  Is he hot?" he asked

"Mike Longo" I replied.

"Oh, I am not worried unless you have serious daddy issues" he mocked.

"Nope, I like my men just like you" I replied, and kissed him before he
left for the convention.  Arriving separately, the news they are going to
be hit with, and on live TV to boot; no need to fuel the gossip columns.

Knock! Knock!

I opened the door and a new agent was stationed outside my door.

"Your car is here" he informed me.  I grabbed my notes and headed out.
"Good luck, Sir!" he said, as I climbed into the back of the black sedan.

We made our way to the convention centre five miles away.  Despite the
relief I had gained from a nice distraction with Danny, the butterflies
would not settle inside my gut.  The thought of my speech had my heart
racing.  What if Mike was right?  What if James' comments that America is
not old enough or wise enough to accept a gay President were right?

"Stop it you idiot.  Fight like you were born to" I said to myself.

"We are here, Sir!"

To Be Continued...

Hope you liked this chapter, let me know davidspowart3@hotmail.com

David