Date: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 07:51:26 -0400 From: Chris Johns Subject: The White House Ch.1 This is the story of a young army hero and a White House Presidential Aide, one a country bumpkin, the other an Ivy League College graduate with a powerful father. Like any love story this one has its ups and downs, but there is no nasties in it. I enjoyed writing this story because it continued the theme of love that runs through `The Future', without, of course, all the trauma of slavery. The picture I have of Dido as I perceive him really does show a young man with incredible eyes, and Cal is no slouch either. A little more than 10,000 words in four chapters. I have pictures of the three main male characters if you would like to see my impression of them. THE WHITE HOUSE Chapter 1 Cal felt totally out of place at this gathering. He was wearing a tuxedo with black bow tie and winged collar. ***************************** "Aw, come on Sis, no one wears winged collars nowadays, that's so nineteenth century, and why can't I just wear an ordinary suit. I`ve never worn a tux before." That didn't work. Cal had just completed three years in the army to get enough GI Bill credits to be able to go to College. Sis, was Elise, a graduate and now a White House Aide. She had done very well for herself considering they were from a poor mid-west family with no connections to grease her way into this position. "Please Cal, for me, I need an escort for this party and my boyfriend is out of town. If I go by myself I'll be eaten alive by all the smug, rich boys who make it to all these do's. You might even get to talk to the President." The last comment had swung it for Cal. He had heard rumours that the President was gay and being gay himself he really wanted to meet him. Besides, on TV he looked very young and very sexy. There were three aides that were pictured with him frequently who were all brothers, even though they didn't look alike, and one of them spoke with an English accent, but they were all as sexy as hell. "Ok, I'll go, but you'll have to stick with me, all that money and class will sink me." "Don't belittle yourself Cal. You are one of the most handsome men I have ever met. Tom has so many gay young men on his staff you may be right about being eaten alive though. If I was a gay man I'd want to take you to bed." Cal blushed, this wasn't what he expected to hear from his sister. She didn't know he was gay, did she? Argument over and Cal decided as this was his first time in Washington, he would enjoy himself however daunting a White House Party seemed. That thought was nearly blown away when Elise made him stand still to pin a miniature set of medals on his left breast. "Oh shit, sis, where did you get those?" Cal was monumentally embarrassed. He hated to be thought of as a war hero but he had earned the Soldiers Medal for heroic action in a war zone and he also sported campaign ribbons and other not so important ribbons. On this 21 year old it looked impressive. "If you've got it flaunt it little bro. You're a hero, advertise it." Reluctantly he did and he was soon receiving a load of handshakes and congratulations from people as he walked round with Elise. He learnt quickly to just thank them and move on. When he was introduced to the President, Cal froze, until the President joked. "Facing almost impossible situations you do with impunity Cal, but talking to your President is a step too far." Cal realised the man was joshing him and he smiled. "I'm sorry Mr. President, it's not every day I'm addressed by my commander in chief." Tom Southern smiled. "Well you should have been at least once Boy when you received that decoration," he said while tapping Cal's medal. "If Elise hadn't mentioned it I might never have had it brought to my attention. In fact, let's sort that one now. Come with me, but let me take that medal first." Cal wondered what was going on. He was led off by the President who called a staffer, and all three went into an ante room where the staffer, an incredibly gorgeous young man called Tyler Moore found, and printed off, the citation that had accompanied his decoration. "Ty, I'm going to present this young man with his medal, get hold of Dido and tell him he is to escort Cal for the remainder of this evening when I have finished with him." The next half an hour was a whirlwind for Cal. In front of all the guests, all high ranking politicians, service officers and diplomats, the President read out the citation and pinned the medal back on Cal's breast. Just about everyone in the room shook his hand then and he was ages coming back down to earth as he was given a stiff drink by the man known as Dido that had joined him. "I think you need that Cal and now that the heat is off, please accept my congratulations as well." Cal looked at Dido and realised this was another drop dead gorgeous, young aide. Any doubts he had about the Presidents orientation were knocked dead now. No man could surround himself with so many gorgeous men and not be gay. Tyler Moore was the most beautiful, and he knew of his exploits as a slave. Michael Moore, Ty's brother was almost as gorgeous, and Dido was in the same league, was he gay as well? Dido almost swamped Cal with attention for the remainder of the evening leaving Elise to wander, and eventually go home by herself. "The President has instructed me to send you home in a limo. Cal, but I would love you to come home with me and let me run you home afterwards." "Why would you want me to go home with you Dido, I'm hardly in your class to become a friend. Surely I'm just a duty to be got rid of at the first opportunity. Dido laughed. "Don't pull the class card on me Cal. Yes my family is very wealthy, yes I went to an Ivy League College, yes I'm a Presidential Aide at only twenty two. But I don't wear one of the highest honours my country can award for heroism. Don't sell yourself short boy. You also happen to be a stunningly good looking young man." Cal laughed, this guy was only one year older than him calling him a young man. "I'll come home with you then, this should be interesting." Dido gave him a cock eyed look but led him off to take their leave of the President and his Son, who were the hosts. "Oh my God, Dido. The President's son is the most incredible human being I have ever seen." "Mmm, isn't he, he was actually a slave, but Tyler won freedom for him and Tom adopted him. Anakin is the bench mark by which we all judge sexiness. He is a ten, Tyler is a nine as is his brother Mike and another brother Robin. The remainder of us just rate as also ran's." Cal looked at Dido and thought, `this is one also ran that I could go to bed with no problem.' In the car going to Dido's apartment Cal learnt that Tom Southern had surrounded himself with beautiful men who all had superior brains and had paraded them before the nation when he was on his campaign trail. It was difficult not to like a man who made a lot of sense and had loads of clever young men that made the same sort of sense. He had taken the White House by storm with a huge majority. Dido wouldn't, of course, say outright that the President was gay, but the intimation was there. Dido's apartment took Cal's breath away. "Oh my God, this is fantastic. I'm sure a presidential aide doesn't get paid enough for something like this." Dido blushed and admitted that his father was the CEO of a fortune 100 company. "Dad thought I needed something reasonable if I was going to be an aide to Tom Southern. I guess he went a little over the top, but what could I say?" Cal grinned, "Er, thanks." Both young men laughed and the atmosphere changed. Sat with a drink Dido explained his name before quizzing Cal on his intentions. "My name is Drake, Ian, Douglas, Osborne. Dad was a fan of the English privateers of Queen Elizabeth the first's reign, hence Drake. A teacher when I was six called me Dido because of my initials and the name stuck. Even Dad calls me Dido now, as does the President." Cal thought that was neat and said so. Dido smiled, he liked this guy and wanted the feeling reciprocated. "What are you going to do now Cal? I presume you are out of the Army." "Yes, I'm going to college to study engineering as soon as I can find a college to take me." "Why engineering Cal?" "I want to design equipment for our troops that is user friendly. Vehicles particularly are designed by people that have no idea what the troops need in the field. We make do with expensive equipment that is no use to us at all. Take the Hummers, great recreational vehicles for rich kids here in the States, useless for what we had to use them for in Iraq and even worse in Afghanistan, easy meat for the Taliban and death traps for us." Dido was impressed. Now he wanted to change the subject and try to find out if there was any chance to get this guy into his bed. "Cal, what did you think of the President and Tyler Moore?" "I've heard about Tyler Moore, he is beautiful." Before Cal could go on Dido interrupted. "Isn't beautiful an odd adjective to use to describe a man?" Cal blushed, realised he had blown it, and then thought. `What the hell, I'm not in the army anymore and I'm not ashamed of who I am.' "Not if you are gay and could eat him, he is so gorgeous." Dido exhaled and grinned. "I agree, would you like to stay the night Cal, I would really like to see if we can make sweet music together." Cal's turn to grin. "Are you kidding, you're pretty stunning yourself." Not much else to say really. Dido moved in on Cal and planted a soft kiss on his lips. "I know I am going to enjoy this Cal. I'm versatile, but I would really like to make love to you tonight." Cal smiled at this man who was suddenly not as dominant and confidant as he had been a few minutes previous. "I think I'd like that Dido, and if it's good perhaps we could reverse roles on a future occasion." "Mmm, I'd like that too," said with a twinkle in his eyes. Shower first, during which Dido made the condition. "No touching each other until we are in bed. You are so stunning naked Cal, if I start touching you now I will never make it to bed before emptying my balls here." Cal liked this man more every time he opened his mouth. Rich he might be, but he was also adorable in his shy approach. He wondered if he would be able to take the dominant role when they got to bed. The shower was purgatory for both of them. Watching each other gave them both monumental hardons as they continued to scope each other out. Dido looked younger than Cal. He was slighter in build, shorter in stature, with light brown hair and beautiful green eyes. The body was lightly muscled with very little hair. The genitals were great and Cal thought the cock was neat, adequate in length, and girth. He would be happy to take that in his love tunnel. The overall impression of Dido was extremely pleasant and sexy to Cal's eyes. Cal on the other hand was over six feet tall with jet black hair and very dark eyes. He was heavily muscled and looked very strong. The appendage was awesome, not more than about seven or eight inches long, but very thick and the ball sac was substantial as well. Cal thought it would render a lot of pain even if used gently, but he knew he would want to try it if this relationship blossomed. For all his heroic action and blatantly hard man exterior, Cal came across as a gentle giant, not at all intimidating. Dido knew he was going to enjoy this man's body and make sure his lovemaking was so good that Cal would want to come back for more. And so it came to pass, as the biblical expression would have it. Stretched out on his bed Dido realised how imposing Cal was. He climbed on as well and propped himself on one elbow to look down on this new lover while he stroked the skin of his torso, wondering at the silkiness of it. Dido had to remind himself that Cal was a year younger than he and had obviously looked after his body. It was in wonderful shape, and the texture of the skin confirmed that the whole ethos emanated from the inside. Dido's actions from then to satisfaction were text book perfect. A gentle caress of the skin with special attention to nipples, inside thighs and genitals. When Cal was panting the action switched to the anus. Dido spread Cal's legs, bent them a little and slid between them. The first attack was at the back of the balls making Cal jump, then he moved down to worry Cal's anus, first with his tongue and then with spit slicked fingers to open him up. When both young men were almost reaching overload Dido lubed his penis and Cal's anal entry before sliding gently over the sphincter. No sign of any pain he slid all the way in before falling forward to kiss Cal passionately. "That feels like heaven Lover." Cal grinned and replied. "Mmm, no argument from me on that one, now fuck me to orgasm big boy." Dido had no trouble obeying that order, Cal's inside was as soft and sweet as any he had experienced. The orgasms were testament to the enjoyment both young men had taken from this action as they snuggled after calming down. "I hope that was as good for you as it was for me Cal. I could do this several times every day with you, I think." "Well, don't let me stop you, that was as good as any love making I have experienced before." All calmed down, Dido took Cal for another quick shower to clean up before returning to the bed for cuddles and a quick chat before sleeping. "Cal, Tom usually sits with his aides for coffee sometime during the day. Would you mind if I brought you into the conversation and got a little presidential assistance to help you along the path you want to take. I'm sure Tom has bursaries at his behest that could make your college time much easier, and I would like to see a lot more of you as well so we could look at engineering schools close to Washington." Cal was pretty blown away by this offer. He was a proud man but he had feelings for Dido and would like to be with him a lot. He also realised that he was a country boy and having the President's patronage wouldn't hurt his career one little bit. Elise was so much more sophisticated than she had been when he first went into the army and he would like to be the same. "I work hard for what I want Dido, and I won't take charity, but I can't see anything too wrong in a little patronage which I know I'll earn." Dido grinned. "Elise is cut from the same mould Cal. She is one very feisty young lady and country hick would never apply to her the same as I'm sure it will never be levelled at you." Cal couldn't remember a more contented sleep than the one he had that night with Dido spooned into him. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Please donate to nifty, the site may be free but running it costs money.