Page 78 of The Politician

He got an especially deep thrust for that.

The hardness, the fake veins running all over it, he felt it all, or thought he did. It may have been all in his imagination. Still, he loved it. He loved being laid out on the bed while Lee got his jollies.

When Lee took it out and replaced it with his own, real flesh and blood cock, Eli cried out in happiness. As much as he loved the dildo, there was nothing like having Lee inside him.

He went wild on Eli, fucking him fast, burying his cock deep, biting Eli’s shoulder, kissing his neck, then biting that too. It was a flurry of touches and pain, and all the while, his ass was getting pounded. Eli loved it, couldn’t get enough, and hoped that would be the entire two weeks. There was nothing he wanted more than to not think, not talk, not find out it was over…

Once again, Lee pulled out and then Eli was being turned over onto his back. He saw the intensity in on Lee’s face, his eyes wild and he pushed Eli’s legs up, throwing them over his shoulders so he could continue and would be facing Eli.

“You’re sexy like this,” he said as he was replacing his cock in Eli. “Flushed and sweaty, eyes glossy like you’re high.”

“I am high. You’re my drug.”

“Yeah, ditto, Eli.”

Once he got the head in Eli’s hole, he pushed in hard, and Eli tried to arch up from the bed, but Lee was laying over him, making that impossible. “No, you don’t.”

When they were facing, it was different. Eli held onto Lee, held him tightly around the neck and their mouths collided in a kiss that held so much…so much neither of them would say. Lee was fucking him, but it wasn’t in a frenzy any longer. Lee was moving his hips slowly while he kissed Eli, then stared over his face, kissing him again…

Nothing came in between them, not thoughts or words, not love or hatred. It was simply two men, using their bodies in a dance that made them close, made them lighter.

By the time Eli came, Lee was struggling to stay inside him, as his orgasm had taken him and made him overly sensitive. When he rolled off, laughing, Eli joined him, his ass feeling like he’d sat on a hot stove.

“We can do blow jobs tomorrow, yes?”

“Aw, is ‘ittle Eli sore?”

“Fuck, yes!”

Lee found more enjoyment from that. “Good, because so am I. Thought the dildo would help, but my dick hurts. And my ass muscles hurt. Next time we do fuck, you’re on top.”

“All that stamina, gone? Oh, Lee…”

“Asshole,” he said, laughing more. “I do love fucking you, Eli.”

“As you said, ditto. I think I’m hungry again.”

“God, me too,” he said, then yawned. “Food, nap, then we’ll watch a movie.”

Eli rolled over and laid his head and arm on Lee’s chest. “Tomorrow, hiking. It’s so beautiful around here. So different than where I’m from.”

“Okay. Hike and maybe a camp.”

“Camping? Really?”

“Yes. I said I came here to fuck, but I lied. I want to show you around, have some mellow fun with you, too. But you still have to do what I say.”

“You sure like being the boss.”

“Yeah, I do.”