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Mayor Moor 4- Follow up
Jeff stood under the showerhead; it was a huge one of those gravity showers that just let the water pour over you. His legs were weak still from the fucking his hole hurt but in a good, a really good way. As he rubbed the soap suds about his body, his hand would glide down to his hole, touching it and pushing a finger in. On the third trip down to his hole, he glided two soapy fingers into his fucked hole. It felt good to him, and he moaned, his cock getting hard as he eased the fingers in and out of his hole. Moaning to himself as he did. Continuing his shower, Jeff reflected, what did this mean, had the camp not worked, was he a fag as his dad had once called him. But no, he couldn't be, he was married, had kids, he never had a problem getting hard with Julie. Bisexual, he must be Bi, 'Gay for Dante'. Jeff thought to himself, smirking as he pushed two fingers into his hole again bent into the wall of the shower, water spraying down his back, his head resting on his arm. How much he wished it was Dante behind him fucking him in the shower.
Stepping out of the shower, Jeff grabbed the towel and began to rub down his wet body. The bathroom window was all steamed up as he wiped the mirror allowing him to look at himself. Jeff liked his body yeah, he could trim a few pounds here or there, but he was in good shape. Certainly, the Mayor approved, Jeff, smiled at himself in the mirror, remembering that first team meeting it has been Michelle who had said it he was very photogenic Jeff had caught Dantes smile and nod a glint in his eye. Jeff finished drying off and wrapped the soft white towel about his waist, and padded out of the bathroom to the bedroom.
Dante lay on the bed; the sun had gone down, the news was on quietly in the background again they were showing the news story from earlier Jeff's wife filled the screen. He felt a pang of guilt but looking back at Dante, and he knew this was all for the best he would be governor with Dante's help and who knew maybe President. Dante was a fine form of a man, Jeff thought as he stood and looked at him lying there the African American had made a place in the world. He was the leader of a huge city, a giant both physically and politically in the party. He controlled one of the largest political and electoral machines in the party, which brought him huge power and influence and his body matched.
"What you looking at?" Dante asked, looking up from the bed to Jeff. "Just taking you in. You gym?" "When I can arms, legs and cardio." Dante replied "Show," Jeff said with an appraising tone "you could probably pick me up" Jeff said with a chuckle as he moved off out the bedroom door to find his clothes.
Jeff heard the footsteps. Dante was a big man and certainly not light-footed a hand tucked into the back of the towel and pulled Jeff backwards.
"Want to find out?" Dante said with a smile on his face, and he wrapped two arms around Jeff. "Hang on" Jeff said, laughing, he spun around in a single motion unfolding the towel from his waist and letting it drop. With both arms around him, Jeff jumped, and Dante lifted, but it was no dirty dancing moment. Jeff almost crashed back to the ground, and both men were laughing. As Dante stood back up, he saw the semi that Jeff had and grabbed it in his hand. "Follow up, Governor." Dante said as though he were a reporter, "Can you take a good fucking twice in one night?" Jeff smiled back at Dante. "As Governor, I will always, always do what I can to please the citizens of our great state."
Both men smiled and Dante shocked Jeff by bringing his lips onto his, the two locked at the moment Jeff's cock in Dante's hand as their lips held fast to one another and tongues explored the other mouth. The embrace held for a while. Jeff gripped Dante's hard manhood and slowly jacked him as Dante did the same to him. Their tongues intertwined in a pool of saliva as they made out. The exhilaration was so much for Jeff he felt he could explode again stood right there. Breaking the kiss himself, Jeff got down on his knees, looked up over Dante's belly and took the cock in his mouth.
The cock tasted different from last time as Jeff went about sucking on it, his hand on the base moving to the rhythm of his lips. It took him a moment, his brain thinking hard trying to place the taste and realised it was Dante's dried cum, the man had filled the condom, but Jeff had showered Dante had not. The taste and the thrill of the memory pushed Jeff on, and he eagerly sucked the cock. A moment of disappointment soon followed as he felt the cock pulling back as he moved in closer to get more into his mouth, so he felt Dante's stomach close to his head, closing in on him. Then an almighty 'slap' hit his butt, Jeff lurched forward felt the sharp sting registered on his butt in his brain whilst more cock went into his tired mouth. The hand of Dante stayed on Jeff's ass. The other hand held his head in place, sucking his cock as Dante shook the arse watching the fatty muscle shake and a finger moved to the once tight hole.
Dante stuck his finger in his mouth as a choking noise came from Jeff struggling in the position to suck the cock and the onslaught on his butt. Moving the middle finger to the hole bending further over as he did Dante slid into the knuckle forcing a little as he went. Jeff let out a noise of pain which was followed by a moaning hum around Dante's cock as Jeff continued to suck the cock in his mouth. Dante aggressively pistoned his finger in and out of Jeffs hole. Jeff made noises around Dante's cock as he felt the usual heady mix of pleasure and pain. Jeff regrated his decision so close to the last fucking. His hole was sore, and he was not sure he could take the cock again, but he was as he knew too far along to stop now. Dante pulled his finger out and stepped back; heading back to the bedroom, Jeff bounced up and followed.
In the bedroom, Dante grabbed Jeff, giving him another embracing kiss as he spun the younger, leaner man around and pushed him back on the bed. Dante's blood was up; he was hard, and he was going to take Jeff how he wanted. Dante did not often unleash the raw animal inside, but he loved it in himself when he did. Grabbing Jeff's ankle, he pulled the man and sheets back towards him. In an almost seamless motion, he pulled one leg up, and the other followed, raising the hip and allowing Dante to look at the pretty hole; there was a little gaping where Dante had loosened Jeff up and he expertly spat on the hole. Hitting almost dead centre, Dante pushed two fingers in, and Jeff's eyes rolled back, and he moaned as though he were in heat. Dipping his left shoulder slightly, he grabbed a pillow and got it under Jeff, then back he went to the nightstand and pulled out another wrapper. Tearing it open with his teeth, careful not to catch the rubber, Dante rolled the condom onto his cock whilst his other hand continued to push in and rotate fingers inside Jeff. The man below was squirming, cooing, moaning and groaning. Jeff was no doubt on another plain.
Dante pulled his fingers out. Jeff opened his eyes and looked up. The Mayor seemed to be possessed as Jeff looked for the bottle from earlier, finding it just out of arms reach as.
"HOLY SHIT, FUCK GET IT OUT!" Jeff screamed.
Dante, in his passion, had forced his whole cock into Jeff, the sudden rush of the cock piercing him pushing past the sphincters of his hole like a bullet out a gun. Jeff pushed his arms against Dante, who just held his position. The man was stronger than Jeff. He continued to swear, pleading for Dante to pull out,
"I WAS NOT READY, FUCK MAN." Jeff further exclaimed.
Dante just held tight gripping onto Jeff looking at him.
"Deep breath," Dante said in a calm voice. But Jeff was in agony; he had not taken the poppers his hole was sore, he had clenched against the invader, which had only made the force of the entry worse.
Dante reached up and flicked the bottle into Jeff's reach, who opened it quickly and, tilting his head up, took one deep sniff to the next nostril, another deeper sniff before heading back for a second round deeper than the first on each nostril. Once done, he looked up to see Dante indicate with his hand he wanted the bottle. Jeff passed the bottle to Dante, who opened it himself and took a small sniff on each nostril. The warm sensation trickled through Jeff's body, and his hole loosened; the feeling of the hard cock buried into him made him feel good, and his cock began to harden again as closing the bottle, Dante gave in to his own chemical high and pulled out of Jeff. The loss of the cock made Jeff whimper, and the air leaked out of him with a resounding fart noise. Dante slid back in, filling the hole, and Jeff silently opened his mouth as he felt the strong man push in. Jeff's hands reached up and grabbed Dante's waist encouraging him to get the movement started, and Dante did not need any more encouragement. Pulling back, Dante began to piston into Jeff. As he did, Jeff grabbed his cock with one hand and tried to hold onto Dante with another. His legs were in the air flailing about as though dissociated from his own body. Dante had a tight grip on Jeff's hips as he knocked the air out of Jeff as he fucked him.
Jeff was experiencing a multitude of feelings across his body. The poppers made him feel every touch, the grip on his hips was tight, and Dante's fingers were borrowing into him. The cock which was aggressively pounding his hole was unrelenting, and it felt as though it was penetrating his lungs. Not fully hard, his cock was tingling, and his nipples felt sensitive. He tried reaching up to Dante, but the man was something else. Jeff gripped the big arms and felt the muscles that held him in place; as the loud thumping and slapping noise covered over the news, Jeff was left speechless because every time he breathed in, Dante forced it out. Dante was grunting as beads of sweat appeared on his brow and trickled down. Compared to the earlier fuck, which had been gentle and Jeff felt in control, this was different. Dante was firmly in command, and Jeff was letting him take what he wanted. Dante's grunts were continually a presence as he hard fucked Jeff. Jeff had grabbed his own cock and brought it to full hardness as Dante fucked him. The man's endurance was astounding as he kept both the speed and force in his thrusts, and Jeff lay there and took it.
It felt like 10 minutes had passed when Dante's noises changed, and he became more vocal. The ferocity of his onslaught was unbelievable to Jeff. When he felt Dante tense, Jeff began to jack his cock hard, but before the explosion, Dante pulled out, grabbed Jeff by the hair, ripped the condom off and shoved his cock in Jeff's mouth as he exploded. Jeff tried to pull back, but Dante was too strong or Jeff too weak, and the cum shot into and filled his mouth as his own orgasm shot up and onto his belly, and some just slid down his cock. "Swallow" came the breathless command from above, and as cum leaked out the side of Jeff's mouth, he swallowed the salty liquid, a tear rolling down his cheek.
Dante stepped back and looked at Jeff. A tear from each eye fell, mixing with the cum that pooled on the floor some on the end of the sheets. Dante took a few deep breaths and moved back towards the bathroom. Jeff sat there an emotional wreck; his hole began to accept the pain, he felt used for the first time but was this a good sensation, was this what he wanted. Jeff wiped his hand on the sheet and shot to the sitting room. He had left by the time Dante returned from the bathroom.