Date: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 04:38:09 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: The White House Ch.2

			      THE WHITE HOUSE
				 Chapter 2

That first night had been enough for both young men to know that they
wanted more of this relationship and Dido was going to make sure they got
it. Sat together over an early breakfast the next morning before Dido had
to head off to the White House he broached the subject with Cal.

"What are your plans for the near future Cal?"

"A couple more days staying with my sister until her boyfriend gets back,
then I guess home to sort out a college to start next semester."

"I don't want to sound pushy, or jump the gun, but would you like to move
in here and we'll try to sort a college near Washington so that you can
move in with me more permanently, or at least be close enough for us to see
a lot of each other."

Cal was amazed, he thought this was going to be a one night stand despite
last night's conversation.

"I would like that Dido, but we would have to be very sure of our
relationship before I settled in here permanently."

"I agree, but it is several weeks until the new semester. We could get your
college sorted first, and if we worked, and if the college was close enough
for you to drive to it every day you could stay here. It would save you
enough money to offset your travel costs."

"Still sounds good except that I don't want to spend all my savings on an
expensive motor that would be reliable enough for every day round trips."

Dido grinned.

"That's no problem, us rich kids just have to butter up their old man and a
new car would be on the doorstep before we knew it."

They both laughed and Cal realised he would need to think about it.

"I don't know if I could take that Dido, I'll have to give that a lot of
thought and talk to Elise."

"You value your sister's opinion that much Cal?"

"Yeah, I guess. I'll have to tell her I'm gay as well so all of this means
I have to do a lot of thinking."

"Wow. Ok, I'll run you home on my way to work. Can I see you again
tonight?"

Cal liked that idea. "If you're sure, yes, I'd like that."

"I'm sure. Let me have your cell number and I'll call you when I'm leaving
the White House."

Elise was surprised to see Cal getting out of Dido's car and accepted the
lift to work with the intention of quizzing him. She didn't however find
out anything that she wanted to.

Cal spent the day on the internet looking at colleges, and their admissions
policies.  Dido `phoned and told Cal he was leaving the White house and
bringing Elise with him.

"She wants to talk to you Cal so I'm going to make myself scarce for a
while. Call me when it's safe to come back to pick you up if you would like
to join me for dinner."

Cal was worried now about what he would say to his sister when she came
in. In the event it was easy. Elise was one very switched on lady.

"Alright buster," was her greeting, "What's with you and Dido? And I don't
want any bullshit. I know he's gay and you spent the night with him so I
presume you are. Now how about filling in the details?"

Cal was staggered by that frontal attack and just fell into an armchair in
shock.

"Wow, Sis, you don't mess about do you?"

She smiled and replied.

"Not where my little brother is concerned. I have to look out for him in
this big bad city."

Cal laughed and lunged at her, sweeping her into his arms.

As she squealed to be put down he grinned at her and said, "Not so much of
the little brother or I'll have to put you across my knee and spank you."

Elise clung to Cal's neck and looking him in the eyes said, much more
gently.

"I'm serious Cal, I wouldn't want you to get hurt emotionally."

Puting her down Cal spoke just as gently.

"I'm ok Sis. I'm a big boy now. Yeah, I like Dido a lot, but I'm not in
love with him so nothing is going to hurt me at the moment. He is just very
good for my ego and he is pretty damn good in the sack as well."

Then he grinned. Elise blushed.

"Too much information big boy."

"Ok, serious now. Yes I'm gay. Sorry Sis, I hope that's not going to cause
a problem.

She touched his arm and said, only half in jest, "Not as long as you keep
your hands off my boyfriends."

"Promise. Dido thinks he can get me some presidential support to get me
into a good college to study for my degree. I want to go to Princeton or
Cornell and neither of them will take me on the G.I. Bill."

"I know he is going to help you and so is Tom. They talked about it over
coffee. You obviously created a good impression with Tom last night, he
likes you, and when that happens you can be sure he'll see you ok. Talk to
Dido about it tonight and he'll talk to Tom in the morning. My guess is
that you'll have your first choice college in the bag by the end of
tomorrow."

"Seriously Sis?"

"Yep, Dido pulled your school stats and army record today and he and Tom
looked at them, decided you were worth supporting. Your hard work at school
and in the army looks as though it's going to pay off Cal. I'm so
pleased. Now go see your boyfriend and have a good evening. Robert will be
back in town tomorrow so I'll be ok."

Cal was floating on cloud nine when he went out to meet Dido. Long
discussion and Dido said he would get Tom to give the Dean at Princeton a
call the next day.

"As soon as he does I'll call you and you can arrange to go up there to see
him."

Cal was about to say he had no transport when Dido produced a visitor's
badge.

"You come into work with me tomorrow, drop me off and take the car. I'll
call you when I want to come home and they will let you back in to pick me
up."

Cal couldn't believe this was all happening. Country bumpkin, now getting
the President of the USA supporting his efforts.

Knowing you have the backing and support of your president sure makes for a
confidant young man, and that was the impression the Dean of Princeton had
when he saw Cal that lunch time. After a long chat the dean was impressed
enough to take Cal for his degree course with no reservations.

"I look forward to seeing you next semester Cal. Before you go though I
have a senior waiting to show you round and he'll take you to the dorms and
show you the room we have allocated to you. You can move your gear in when
you are ready and your welcome pack will give you all the information you
need."

With that Cal was shown out and met Henry George Morgan III, who showed him
round.  Henry was curious as to how a vet had managed to get in to
Princeton and into a prime single room, normally reserved for benefactors
of the college.

Cal couldn't resist being a little wicked.

"Oh, I think Tom Southern had a word with the dean after we had a talk at a
White House party the other night."

Henry gulped, "You know the President?"

"Yeah, my sister is one of his staffers and he presented me with my medal
at the party."

When Henry found out which medal, he was impressed enough to become
extremely friendly compared with his previous stiff attitude. Cal was
beginning to realise that the medal and Tom's support were going to carry
him through much of the initial problems he would have expected at this
prestigious college.

Cal was getting very positive vibes from Henry by the time he left to
return to Washington. His college time could get very interesting, unless
of course his relationship with Dido strengthened into a monogamous one. He
would have to stay celibate during the week but he could get back to
Washington at the weekends. Mmm, life was about to get very interesting.

Back to Washington and Dido.

"How was your day Cal?"

"Unbelievable. The dean was all over me and my allocated room is
stupendous. The senior that showed me round was nearly as sexy as you and
really friendly after I told him I was being sponsored by the President."
Cal sniggered, "I like having the patronage of the most powerful man in the
world. There's no doubt it's going to make my life easier at college
allowing me to study without any problems."

"Good, but what about you and me?"

Cal looked at Dido before touching his arm.

"It's going to be a weekend affair by the looks of things. I can't see me
coming back here every night, but if you`ll have me I'd love to keep you
company at weekends."

Dido grinned now.

"You bet your sox I'll have you. Look Cal, I know you're a proud man who
wants to make his own way in the world, but please let me supply you with a
car. It is such a small thing to do for someone with my money, but it would
give me so much pleasure to know you would be getting back and forth
reliably. You can give it back when you finish your degree if you want to."

"We have another couple of weeks Dido, let's see how we get on. I won't
need my savings now because I have a full scholarship combining Tom's
patronage and my GI Bill allowance."

"Good, keep your savings, rainy day money and still take the car."

Two happy guys showered, with only a little fooling around, before dressing
smart casual to go out to dinner. Cal had good dress sense and a body to
carry it off. His clothes weren't designer label stuff but they were smart
enough to not show up Dido.

With unlimited time until the new semester Cal was able to see a lot of
Elise and Robert as well as Dido. They were frequently out as a foursome
and Cal was comfortable with the places they went because he could pay his
way. Robert was another clever guy but he was an attorney specialising in
company law. Cal began to feel like the baby of the group. The other three
all had their degrees and were started on their careers, where he was still
four years away from that happy situation. That situation changed when they
started discussing what was happening with US Troops in Afghanistan. Their
knowledge was limited to newsreel footage whereas Cal had nearly three
years of front line experience so they naturally demurred to his opinions
making him feel much older.

Dido could see what was happening and wanted Cal to know.

"So you don't have your degree yet Cal, but what you do have is three years
of living in the real world. Robert and I both admire and respect you, and
Elise is the same but you can add love to that for her, and I guess for
me. I think you are one hell of a guy."

Cal was pleased. He was beginning to have serious feelings for Dido that he
thought were reciprocated so no tension, yet.

The next landmark for Cal was another invitation to a White House Party,
patently organised by Dido.

"Yes, of course I engineered it, but Tom suggested that if I was still
seeing you I should invite you. As if I could keep that a secret. The
secret service know everyone I talk to and definitely who I sleep with."

Cal froze. "You're kidding me?"

"No Cal, sorry, as a Presidential Aide I get access to some pretty
sensitive stuff. They have to know I'm not passing that on to
undesirables. You will have been thoroughly checked out as well. I know
that sounds spooky but believe me it will do you nothing but good when you
graduate if you want to work in the defence industry."

Cal had to think about this, it did sound a little like Big Brother. He had
read George Orwell's, `1984' and it was pretty frightening. He wondered how
far down the road reality had come to that. Pretty damn close if he only
knew. When he started at Princeton and it was seen how close he became with
Henry George Morgan III, Henry was thoroughly investigated. The file
produced details of a playboy rich kid, not studying seriously for a degree
because he was already fabulously rich. Result was that the Secret Service
took an awful lot of interest in Cal's academic performance to make sure he
was studying, not partying with Henry. What they didn't discover for a
while was that Cal was fucking Henry stupid almost every day during the
week. At weekends he was hot foot for Washington in a new car that Dido had
given him.

When they did, the secret service man in charge of the detail investigating
Cal showed a sense of humour.

"If there were medals for sexual performance I think Cal Buxton would
receive the equivalent of the Congressional Medal of Honour. He's fucking
Morgan senseless all week and at weekends Dido is doing the reverse. That
boy sure has a sexual appetite."

"How do you know Boss?"

That from a subordinate.

The reason he knew was that a covert operation had installed hidden cameras
in Cal's room on campus and in Dido's bedroom at his apartment in
Washington.

This wasn't some perverted action on the part of Tom Southern. He was
looking at a serious roll for Cal if he graduated with a good degree. Tom
wanted the armed forces to have the best equipment money could buy, but at
the same time he felt most defence contracts were overpriced. If he could
get a clever man on the inside he might be able to curb that expenditure.

Neither Cal nor Dido had any idea what was going on, and truth be known, if
Henry had known it wouldn't have worried him. He was a thrill seeker
sexually, being quite as happy to screw a girl as he was to let Cal fuck
him senseless. He was quite happy with his sexuality, a girl's ass was
better than any boy he had screwed so being passive with Cal was by design,
and desire to take the opposite role to normal. Cal loved it. Henry had a
great body and a very adequate cock that he played with and sucked on
happily most days after lectures, but that was it, he wasn't at all
interested in partying with Henry. He attended every lecture, carried out
his assignments diligently and got continuous high praise from his
tutors. Then he satisfied Henry.

One year of this close surveillance and the secret service report on Cal
was very positive, so the operation was closed down. Tom had received the
report and the videos of some of the action. He was impressed, with both
Dido and Cal. They both had bodies to die for and their sexual appetites
were very interesting. He thought it might be interesting to organise it so
that Anakin, his adopted son, had a session with Cal. Anakin had the
biggest penis Tom had ever seen. He had been a slave, but when legislation
had been varied, Tyler Moore had organised his freedom from Tom who
immediately adopted him.****

(***The story of Tom Southern, Anakin and Tyler Moore can be found in Nifty
Prolific Net Authors, author Chris Johns under the name, `The Future').

Cal found himself at the White House more and more frequently, nearly
always being guided into the company of high ranking military officers. He
spoke a lot of sense, particularly when it came to battlefield weapons.
Despite his age, the decorations he wore, the three years of active duty in
a war zone and his obvious good sense had him listened to seriously, but he
also listened to the big picture as espoused by field officers, many of
whom had seen action in Vietnam when they were junior officers.

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