Date: Sat, 01 Jan 2022 00:14:18 +0000 From: Tex Colorado Subject: The Senator's Boy 1 Disclaimer: The story contains sex involving men and minors, if this type of story is restricted where you live, use your own discretion. If you are underage, do not read this story aloud to your lover to turn him on to the point that he has no choice but to make mad, passionate love to you. And after you do not do that, do not send me a message telling me about it in graphic detail. It feels like ages since I have posted. Hope that you like this new, three part, story. As always, if you enjoy or hate it, or have anything else to say, let me know at texcolorado@protonmail.com or coloradotex on Wickr. I answer everyone. And, again, as always, any note or message is treasured, but don't be afraid to be graphic, this isn't a learn-to-read site, we know why we're here. Please consider helping to fund the archive: donate.nifty.org. You won't regret supporting an organization that brings you such sophisticated wanking material. I hope that you like this new story, all of the best to everyone, Tex The Senator's Boy 1 (M/b(12) oral, anal, rim by Tex Colorado "Nobody wakes up in the morning and says, `boy, you know what I feel like doing today?'" the square-jawed man behind the lectern joked, "`I feel like paying higher taxes!' But the truth is, we can't continue down the current road and it's time for the most fortunate among us, myself included, by the way, to pay a fair amount. Rodney, I think that you had your hand up," the man said, pointing to the reporter in the front row. "Yes, thank you senator," he responded after rising, "If you win on Tuesday, how do you see yourself taking care of your health in the new position? We've all seen previous presidents age before our eyes." "Thanks, yes, you're right," the fit and handsome man responded, "having the care of your nation in your hands is an almost unthinkable burden," he continued, "that is exactly why I wrote and pushed so hard for the CLDLR bill to pass," he said, using the now common practice of calling the bill, dhildlover, "It can be a real stress reliever to be able to express yourself in a way that is encouraged by your chosen partner and not judged by others." "So you're saying that you will take advantage of the freedoms granted in the new law while in office?" the reporter asked. "Absolutely!" the authoritative man explained, "I took advantage of it this morning," he admitted to a smattering of chuckles at the frank talk, "That is what it's all about, Child Liberation and Defense of Legal Rights is exactly what it means," he continued bluntly, "if I'm able to find a partner who enjoys being with me, there should be no restrictions on age. It's really the last taboo and there's no reason for it. My boyfriend, Preston, couldn't be happier and neither could I," he wrapped up, "if some people still have an issue with a grown man making passionate love to a young boy, that's their problem. I say that they're missing out." "That's all the time that we have sir," his aide said from the side of the stage. "Ok, well, thank you everyone, see you on Tuesday," the senator announced then exited the stage and slipped behind the curtain. A beautiful young boy was beaming at him from the wings and ran to the man, leaping into his arms, "You talked about me!" he gloated, so happy to be acknowledged, "somebody gets a nice reward on the limo ride!" the boy told his lover as he brought his lips to the man and they exchanged a passionate, tongue-filled kiss. "Mmm," the man moaned into the boy's mouth, then pulled away slightly, "What did you have in mind?" The boy slipped down to stand on the ground, cupped his hand against the man's growing bulge to indicate his target, then silently pointed at his own mouth, made blowjob motions, "and then," he said aloud and slowly turned around, bent over and pointed to the center of his butt crack. True to his word, hidden behind the tinted windows of the limo, Preston squealed as he slammed himself down onto the man's cock, his buttcheeks flattening as he ground down as far and as hard as he could, seemingly unable to get enough cock to satisfy his lust, his growing, twelve-year-old boner bouncing happily, the man's flat, sweat-covered belly exposed, the bottom two buttons on his crisp, white dress shirt open, his tie eschew and his pants pushed to the floor, "Yes, Mr. President, fuck me, Mr. President!" Preston was moaning. "Not yet," corrected the senator's chief of staff, "two more days," she warned from the seat next to the couple. "He's the president in my book," explained the boy, glaring at the woman who was always interrupting his fun, "and it's my job to make him relaxed and confident, so leave me alone." "That's my job too," the woman explained, "and Preston, that is no way to speak to your mother." ***** After cleaning up and making themselves presentable, the limo arrived at the rally. Preston did some last minute adjustments to the senator's tie, then stood by his side as he spoke, beaming at the man that he loved as proudly as any politician's wife. But while those women were faking, Preston was truly swooning over his lover, remembering the feel of the throbbing cock between his lips and how it felt to have the warm, living organ buried inside of him, widening his opening until the indescribable joy that he felt when his man exploded, shooting glorious spurts deep inside of his little-boy colon. He actually wore a thin diaper under his fancy suit to soak up the inevitable seepage that would occur over the entire hour that the man spoke. The crowd cheering wildly, the new normal of child-lovers coming out of the darkness just an accepted part of life now in America. Obviously it was a selfish endeavor for Senator Dillon. He was always a boylover, so when he was approached by the growing age-rights lobby to write the bill, he was proud to do it and proud to admit his previously secret desires. Initially the resistance from religious groups and conservatives made passage seem impossible and the decision to back it possibly career-ending for the fast-rising politician. It was his chief of staff who made the difference. Tearfully approaching the senator about her only son, she explained, "It's about the child's rights. My Preston knows what he wants. If he can't get it legitimately, he'll end up doing something dangerous." Thus was born the idea of the story being told in the voices of the children. Preston was already a successful child actor, so when he took up the fight, explaining the trouble that he had gotten into while he searched for someone to fill his needs, along with other prominent boys and girls, the children of industry titans, famous actors and politicians, admitting their unfulfilled wishes, the tide turned and the bill passed easily. It lifted Senator Dillon into the spotlight, greasing the wheels for his presidential run the next year. The obvious did happen; appearing together so often to fight for passage of the CLDLR act, they found themselves drawn to each other. Preston's mother wasn't blind to his needs and allowed nature to take its course. The night that the bill passed, Preston and his mom's boss broke the soon-to-be-abolished law, spending the night exploring every inch of the man's plush bed. It wasn't the first time for Preston, making the evening one of immense mutual pleasure. They had been sniffing around for months, the heat between them palpable, to the point that Preston's mom just nodded and smiled when he asked if he could stay at the senator's house. She actually drove them to his Georgetown townhouse, kissing her son on the cheek as she sent him off to be willingly violated. As soon as the front door had closed, Preston leapt into the man's arms and kissed him hard, tongues following while their hands roamed quickly. They couldn't make it out of the entry, the man laying Preston back onto the first steps leading upstairs and pawing at the boy's pants while running another hand up under the shirt of the slim child. Preston wasted no time helping to push his slacks down, taking his underwear as well as his hard, tween dick popped out. Watching with wide eyes as the man's fingers approached his cock, his head following, Preston verbalized his want, "I've dreamed about you sucking me," he squeaked, "I know that you'll be the best," and he sighed when the first touch of finger was followed by the wet tip of the tongue across the circumcised glans. "Fuck, man...mmmm," he groaned, laying his head back in satisfaction but almost immediately reversing so that he could watch the man's tongue twirl around the shaft, then lick down to the kid's hairless nuts. Kevin was in heaven. He had been lucky, this wasn't the first boy sack that he'd tasted as an adult, but the freedom that the new law would soon allow made it so much sweeter. On top of that, he was sucking the cock of perhaps the most beautiful boy that he'd ever been in the presence of. The feel of that ivory-smooth, stone-hard, steamy-hot shaft as it slid between his lips, the tip not able to reach his throat, was a delicious treat, letting him hold the boydick inside while he tongued the cutie's marbles inside their loose little sack. "Oh, you are good, I knew it!" Preston complimented, holding the man's head against him and humping upwards. While he was being sucked he lifted the edge of his polo, the innocent outfit that he'd worn today, trying to show the opposite of people's prejudices. It wasn't the childlovers that were the problem, it was the rapists and beaters. People like Kevin were true lovers who only cared about the children with kindness, even when they fucked them like animals, as long as that's what the child wanted. Once Preston had removed his shirt and kicked off his pants he was left naked from head to ankle, his dress socks still on his small feet. Leaning back and watching while the famous man, so strong and handsome, pleasured his hairless genitals. Kevin took one last long lick from Preston's perineum, over his scrotum before licking from the base of the child's penis up the underside and off of the tip. Pulling the boycock forward, he rained kisses over the smooth, bald pubis, touching the tip of his tongue across the baby-soft skin, savoring the absence of pubic hair until he felt a pull on the back of his shirt. "Your turn," the boy was saying, grasping at the man, trying to pull him up until he was able to get his deft, little fingers on the knot of the man's tie. He had been dreaming of this moment for so long, the moment when he would finally get to see the man that he so desired. The senator had made him a promise, as soon as the bill passed and they were assured of a coming legality, then they could be together. Preston had been pushing for this since the first hearing. The child was seated in front of a panel of senators and staff as cameras focused on his every word. The headlines had claimed that the hearings were abusive, but they went on and Preston told his story. "I just wanted to be loved in the way that my own body wanted," he tried to articulate his feelings, "and I knew that the director of the movie was interested," he then started to cry, "but he rejected me..." the tears started to fall. "It's ok, Preston," came Senator Dillon's calm voice, "you're very brave to do this, I'm so proud of you. Please, just tell us what you can." Looking up at the man, it was like a lightning bolt. He'd recognized an attraction, but this was love. This man would protect him, care for him and love him in the special way that he needed. "He said `no', because it was against the law," the boy continued, "but the other man, the bad man!" he accused, "he thought that he could do what he wanted with me when he heard me beg. He was the monster, he hurt me," he finished, venom in his voice. "Preston," Senator Dillon asked, "do you think that having a law like we're talking about today would have made a difference?" "Yes!" he burst out, "the man that I wanted, who wanted me, he would have been the one. He would have been kind and we could both have been happy." He looked up and down the table, half the senators sympathetic, half thinking that the boy was brainwashed, "Can't you see?" he asked, addressing the non-believers, "it's for my protection. If you don't pass the law you're putting children like me in danger." It wasn't fair to say that one thing changed the course of history, but this moment was pretty close to being the sole catalyst for changing the views of the average person and, more importantly, the senators. From that day forward, when Senator Kevin, as he had started to call him, rescued him in front of those mean adults, Preston had waited to see under the man's clothes. Now the day was finally here. Tugging the tie loose from the man's neck and sliding it out of his collar, the boy dramatically tossing it up the staircase behind him. Kevin finished the job, unbuttoning his starched, white shirt and tossing it aside. The man's strong torso was not a stranger to Preston's eyes, having vacationed with the man, but it still made the boy's heart flutter. Now the main course lay ahead. Tenting the man's pants, the boy hoped that his constant, unanswered question ("Is it big?") would be answered in the affirmative. It didn't matter what he found, but he did hope that it was long and he really hoped that it was thick, he'd be lying if he said otherwise. Lobbying for the bill he had met lots of boys like him, most of them preferred men with little dicks. Preston liked `em big. Kevin was coy all this time, doubting that he'd disappoint the boy, so when Preston loosened his belt and pulled down the zipper, giving his little hand room to reach inside and have his first feel of the man that he'd fallen for, the two of them exchanged a knowing smile, "Is it ok?" Kevin asked. Preston just nodded and licked his lips, giving the waist a push to help the pants fall to the ground followed by the man's boxer briefs, leaving the boy holding the biggest dick that he'd ever felt. He admired it from several angles, sat up on the stair to get his head level and unceremoniously parted his lips and took the wide missile into his warm little mouth. It was hard for him to take more than a couple of inches, but the tight seal and active tongue made Kevin's knees buckle, reaching down and holding he child's head and running his fingers through Preston's hair while the boy blew him, "Oh god, baby," he groaned, "I've dreamed of this for so long." Letting the huge phallus slip from his lips with a loud smack, Preston responded, "Me too!" then added, with his voice dripping with lust, "I want to try it somewhere else too," before he dipped down and took one of the man's large testicles inside of him and swished it around, swabbing it with his tongue. The man hadn't shaved, not that the gay boy minded hairy, manly balls, the reminder of the depravity was what made his little cock throb while he sucked his man. Preston's erection, evidence of his wholehearted enjoyment of the act, was so hot to Kevin. Having a boy blow you is unbelievable, but when he is as excited as you are to be doing it, the pleasure doubles. "You need to take it easy or you're going to get a present earlier than you planned," Kevin joked. Popping the man's cock out of his lips the boy ordered, "No!" then let go of his new plaything and flipped over, his hands and knees on the stairs and his butt positioned high in the air. "Oh, god," the man groaned when he saw the smooth skin of the tween ass. Running his hand over the twin globes made Preston purr and push back into the caressing fingers. Unable to restrain himself in any way, Kevin bent down and used both hands to open the boy's cheeks. The tender pink pucker was a sight to behold. He'd touched virgins "back there" and this was not that unblemished territory. The slightest of darkening indicated that he wasn't the first explorer making this expedition. Not that it was news to the man, and virgins rarely begged you to fuck them and gloried in the size of your member. Experience can have a lot of pluses. Taking over the task, Preston was looking at Kevin over his shoulder, put his ear on the stair and used his freed-up hands to hold himself spread for inspection and Kevin used the opportunity to lead with his nose. Nothing foul; a bit of boy sweat from being trapped inside his underwear all day, but no reason not to move on and sample with his tongue. He started with a tentative dabble with the tip, then a circle around the wrinkled muscle, feeling each ridge, making the child sigh. The skin was dry, not even sweaty until he put enough pressure and gave enough pleasure to cause the muscle to relax. A small gape lead Kevin to dig in, wetting and prodding at the boy's center as he groaned at the sensations against his immature sphincter. "That feels so awesome," Preston moaned. Being doubled up on the stair, Preston's head was not far from where the senator was feasting on his precious anus, "Here," the man said gently, "get this wet," he instructed, offering his index finger to the boy who immediately sucked it through his lips and wetted the digit with his silky tongue. Taking it back with a pop, Kevin touched his finger to the boy's entrance and pressed, the pink passage opening easily, letting his finger inside, the warm, squeezing tunnel surrounding the man's finger, teasing things to come. While he worked his finger around and deeper, his palm cupping the boy's asscheeks, Kevin slid up Preston's back, pressing his skin against the child while he fucked him with one finger and the boy twisted his head to meet the man's lips. They were panting, breathless as they made out until they broke with a gasp, "You can just do it," the child was able to get out, "just stick it in." "I'll tear you apart," the senator responded, "let's go upstairs and get lube." Before he knew it, Preston was getting to his feet, the man's wet finger sliding out of him, a most unpleasant thing for a boy to tolerate when what he really wants is more and bigger, "Where?" he asked, starting up the stairs quickly while the man followed, staring at the kid's perfect behind. "One more floor," he answered, glancing around and feeling lucky that he pulled the shades this morning. Racing up at a full sprint, the main bedroom was obvious and the boy flew through the door and leapt for the bed. Looking around at his plush surroundings, Preston lifted his legs, displayed his tight hole and said, "This is the right kind of bed to fuck your new boyfriend in." Crawling over the child and forcing him to lay back, Kevin responded, "Boyfriend? Do I have a boyfriend?" "If you want to get laid tonight," the precocious kid replied. "Well, hi there, boyfriend," Kevin answered and pressed his lips hard against the boy's. Preston was holding the man's face in his hands as they kissed, this time it was slower and sweeter as they tasted each other, remnants of cock and ass on their tongues as they savored the electricity and carnal need of the moment. When they split, Preston mentioned, "You said something about lube?" then laid back, rolled his legs up again and brought his finger down to massage his own hole as if he was demonstrating where the work needed to be done. Kevin couldn't resist bending down and taking another taste of the boy's pussy, digging deep before running up his crack and slurping in his dangling scrotum. "Oh, yeah," Preston moaned, "lick my balls, yeah." Happy to comply, Kevin took wide-tongued laps at the child's preteen sack while Preston groaned. The man loved feeling the small, hairless nuts, then licked back up the smooth shaft, ran the tip of his tongue over the crown, along the topside to the cute dimple created by pulling the little boycock away from his body. Digging in for a moment then tracing the length of his body, over the taught belly, a suck and flick of each pointed nipple, kiss on the neck then, as he reached over to the pre-placed bottle of lube, pecked each cheek before planting the last kiss on the boy's full, red lips. "I guess that you were ready for me," Preston said when he pulled back and indicated the lube with his eyes. "I've been ready for you for six months," Kevin said, popping the lid and dispensing a bit on his finger. Lifting the boy's legs, he touched at the hole, making the whole ring slick before slipping in and adding more lubrication as the preteen sighed. "I'm ready now," Preston responded lustily, "please, just do it!" Slipping his finger out with a pop, Kevin put more on his cocktip and spread it around, then running a slick hand down his shaft. Preston was absent-mindedly diddling with his own hole while he watched, the look in his eyes one of pure lust. Finally laying fully back and spreading his legs wide, turning his ass up to face his new lover. Kevin pushed up on Preston's butt and slipped a slim pillow underneath, raising the target of the boy's hole to him. Briefly, he wondered how anyone could object to this, the vision was heaven, smooth boy-cheeks, open tween anus and the perfect little package throbbing above. His political rivals were morons. On his knees and leaning forward, finally, after all these months, the man's cock touched the boy's entrance. "Oh, yes," Preston groaned quietly, then Kevin put a little pressure behind him, the amazing sight of the boy's sphincter parting, holding tight to the glans as it opened just enough for him to slip the head into the tight embrace of the immature pucker. "Fuck...Oh, Preston," Kevin breathed, "my god...oh man!" he cooed as the boy suddenly yielded and several inches disappeared with a wail being forced from his lungs. "Fuck!" Preston swore as the man's dick disappeared two more inches and he started to pull back, leaning in again to gain more ground. "Yes, more," the child begged, "you're so big, I've never had one so big, shit," the twelve year-old gasped as more ground was gained. Preston leaned up, straining to look down as the giant dick disappeared into his little body. The heat surrounding Kevin's cock was like an oven, while he could feel the heat radiating off of the boy's skin. Suddenly throwing his arms around the man's neck, Preston planted a hard kiss on his lips. This connection, the passion of the kiss, the heat between them, was enough that the last bit of resistance faded, the boy crying out into the man's mouth as the last inch found it's way inside, the man's pubic bone pressed against the child's beautiful bottom. "Oh, man," Preston gasped, his head falling back, "fuck, it's big, oh man, fuck," he panted as his bowels churned, the log of a cock seeming to rearrange the inside of his body, the stretching feeling that was always on the cusp of being too much, was now a tug of war between pain and pleasure that he could never begin to describe, but it was what he loved. For Kevin, the struggle of the boy's body to accommodate him resulted in his rectum massaging the length of his cock as the velvet sheath alternately squeezed and shifted as it tried to expel his long, adult penis. "Oh, baby, it's so good," he groaned, seeking out the child's eyes. When they locked on, the words came out before he thought about it, "I love you Preston," he said plainly as he began to move his hips, the child's anus relaxing enough for him to slide out two exquisite inches before slipping back through the silky sheath, again reaching the maximum depth inside the pretty and sexy young boy. In response to the accidental admission of Kevin's feelings, Preston's eyes closed gently and a satisfied smile spread warmly across the boy's face. His whole body relaxed and sank into the soft mattress, his sphincter joining the rest of him, remaining deliciously tight but loosening that final bit that allowed Kevin to finally start to really fuck his new lover. Sliding into him harder and with longer strokes, Kevin was worried that the build-up and incredible reward of their lovemaking would send him over the edge too too. Whether sensing this or not, it was the boy who saved him, "Pull out for a second," he told the man, "I want you to fuck me from behind." It was excruciating for Kevin to leave the embrace of Preston's sphincter, but when the boy flipped over, laid his head on the bed while pressing his backside high above, the man was glad to play along. Sliding up and placing his cock at the boy's entrance again, there was no resistance as he slipped right through, resting against Preston's butt in a matter of seconds. Quickly getting back to work, Kevin withdrew and re-entered the boy, his control of his anus amazed Kevin. Preston was completely able to clamp down at will to increase the sensation then relax when the man's cock needed to escape. "My god, kid," Kevin moaned, "you're the best fuck I've ever had," and he responded by increasing the pace of his slapping into the boy while his hands ran up and down the silky skin of the boy's back and down to the soft cushion of his buttcheeks "Yeah, oh, Uh...Uh...Uh..." Preston grunted as he was plowed from behind. This was the beginning of a fuck that resembled a gymnastics event, rotating through positions and occupying every inch of the bed as Kevin literally wore Preston out. By the time that the two were back in the missionary position, the adult pressing his lips to the boy while his hips lifted and fell with a force usually reserved for the sluttiest of adult women, Preston was unfazed and took it, begging for more. "Harder...umph," the boy groaned and had the wind knocked out of him by the force of the next thrust. Preston's hips were rolled up while he was held tight by the large adult over him. Their naked torsos slipping against each other as the two males were covered in a sheen of sweat, their lips and tongues looking like they would each devour the other while Kevin's hips rose straight up, the only separation between them, before slamming back down, the smack against the boy's skin reverberating in the bedroom. Finally unable to hold himself to the boy's lips, Kevin grunted, "Shit...yes...oh fuck, Preston...I'm gonna cum baby. I want to cum inside you, oh baby!" and the rise of his orgasm began, his hips losing their pace momentarily before picking up a slow, long, hard rhythm. The boy was his, he was taking him and his semen would be the anointing. Preston, hearing, as well as feeling, the oncoming rush of the man's orgasm, got the look on his face that would become so familiar to Kevin. In any other instance it would look like pain, but for Preston it was the approach of ecstasy. His scrunched features as he felt the slight swell of the large cock inside his rectum, stretching his anus just that tiny bit more, was pushing him to the edge. When Kevin slipped his hand between them and took hold of the boy's slim boner, Preston cried out, "Oh!" then, "keep doing that, I'm almost there. Fuck! Cum in me!" Too late for it to be a distraction, the knowledge that the child's climax was near only brought Kevin that much closer. Fucking the boy even harder, Preston's grunts and cries were the last straw. The feelings shot through the man's body until he felt the boy's asshole begin to squeeze him erratically as his orgasm struck. His cock flexing between the man's fingers were too much and Kevin was able to squeak out a satisfied, "Yes!" knowing that he'd driven the boy to heaven, "Oh!" was his strangled cry as he froze, his body spasming as the semen came from somewhere deep, the first shot fully inside the orgasming boy. It was a chorus of grunts and cries as the two lovers seemed to climax for minutes, Kevin's body shaking with each volley as he filled the young rectum. "Oh...Uh...Uh..." he grunted as he pulled back the slightest then as deep as possible inside the warm contorting tunnel of the gorgeous child, Preston was frozen in place, every muscle clenched as he rode the wave of his dry cum, watching the man, so close, his heavy breath hitting the boy as he filled his tunnel until finally it ended for Preston and his body released, falling back, his arms thrown to the side, his breathing labored while he closed his eyes, a smile creeping on to the corner of his mouth. Later, cleaned up and relaxed, the two lovers remained naked as they prepared for bed, Preston draped over the man, his right leg across Kevin's, his renewed erection slowly rubbing against the man's thigh while he lay his head on the Kevin's chest. He loved feeling the slow rise and fall of the strong chest, the sound of his eased heartbeat, the feel of the man's skin. Preston felt so lucky to be loved, so lucky to be here tonight with Kevin. At the same time, Kevin was caressing the boy's bare back and slipped down to cup Preston's buttcheeks, and Kevin realized his own good fortune, the relaxed boy was; beautiful, smart, outgoing and, let's not forget, nasty. Feeling safe in the man's arms. Kevin had promised to protect Preston and he had every intention of doing so, no matter what it takes.