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FUCKING POLITICIANS !

This one starts off on a bit of a concern but true stories often have a downside but thankfully end in something good.
Back to the Eighties for this experience - but late 80's - I had just started my first job in Toronto and and had moved into a new place - on my lunch break I used to walk around downtown Toronto and went to a few local malls. Naturally one has to pee and this is were I discovered a haven of male cottaging.

The best was in College Park Mall - I'm pretty sure only gays went in there. But just outside was a washroom in a small park - this is where this encounter began.

One lunchtime I entered into the washroom and to my surprise this young guy was sucking off a suit in the urinal area - they didn't even flinch and I was not the only observer - but something disturbed me about what I saw - the cock had a tight ring around his dick and cock and when the sucker pulled back on the shaft blood appeared at the tip of the slit - the sucker just wiped and carried on - I couldn't believe it so I left - but a guy followed me out " Wow did you see that?" He too was a suit and I said " "Yes ! What about AIDS?" - he acknowledged and followed me out of the park - "Were you looking for something?" - "I was, but not now", "I get it but if you want to meet up I'm safe - here is my card" - he gave it to me and then took off in another direction - I wasn't sure what happened or if this guy was for real but I had his card. I cannot tell you his name just that he worked for the Ontario Government - at first I thought it was some sort of trap but a couple of weeks later I remembered the card and dialed the number.

It took a few minutes to realize who I was then he said "Yes I remember now - where are you" I told him and he said " can you come up tp 'Queen's Park' to the Parliament building and he'd meet me there" - "Yes" I said - the male sex idea taking over my common sense yet again.

I went to Queen's Park and walked into the front foyer of the Parliment building (way before 911) and once in the main hallway I caught sight of him carrying some files. He was a young professional for sure, a suit, trim, handsome, and definitely in control - he came over " How long have you got?".
"About an hour" - "That's All We'll Need! Come". I followed him to a side office he asked the secretary for a set of keys and said he'd be busy for a while - she glanced at me but that was all. He then led me to an elevator - not the main ones. But a service like elevator that had a lattice cage you pulled across - he put in one of the keys and pressed the top button then he turned and imediately felt my groin and gave it a squeeze - that was all I needed to spring into action so I lent into him and we started to kiss - he not only felt good but he tasted good too - He had some sort of lip balm on and it tingled my lips.

The elevator ground to a halt and he started to open the cage - he left the key in the lock and turned on another botton "this way no one can interupt us" his hand gestured me to exit - we were in some sort of storage loft at the top of the Parliament building flooded by light from many windows and packed with all sorts of furniture and boxes - some dusty but not crazily dirty. "Are you sure we are ok up here?" "100% positive" he said as he took off his suit jacket and started on this tie.

"What do you like?" He said.
" I am open to anything!" I replied.
"Where do you want to go?" He gestured about the room "Want a corner, a table top, a couch or just on the floor?" (Mmmm I thought I have a vote). "I don't mind, what about the couch for starters". "Come" he said - first he went to a cabinet and removed a large bath towel (interesting ! It seems I am not the first to be canvased by this sexy politician.) He then led me to a corner where two couches had been pushed together "Take everything off" he said as he started taking off his shoes - how could I refuse - he was already getting ahead of me.

I took off my sneakers and and jacket, my t shirt and started to undo my jean zipper, thats when I stole a look at him - he was now shirtless and bending forward removing his suit pants over his black socks, his sculptured backside looking at me beneath cotton boxer shorts - I was tempted to just reach over and poke at where I thought his hole would be but being somewhat nervous I just continued my disrobing in silence.

Down went my jeans and over my socks they came, to the heap of clothes I was makng on the floor and when I came up he was standing infront of me stark naked (apart from the black socks). His cock was erect already and not a bad size, but overall he was a really handsome guy. " You can keep your socks on" (well thanks - no debate there).

"Want to Suck it?"
Again no debate I just fell to my knees
"No take off your underwear"
I did exactly as he said and was happy with my boner and the wet strands it was oozing (always been proud to be a big pre cumer). Down I went again on my knees to be face to face with his member. It was stiff and cut, veined and purplish head with a nice sized hole at its tip. I looked at it and took in its aroma and presence, took the base of it with my left hand and guided it into the docking space between my lips - it was warm, strong and I felt it expand a bit as I enveloped the tip. Yes this is what I was hungry for and I let it enter as far as it would go. I always love to hear the owner's moan and I looked up to see that beautiful expression on his face (that 'Iv'e died and gone to heaven' look).

I sucked up and down the shaft nice and slowly - I always wanted to be a good cock sucker and I think I had mastered it over the years - I knew what worked and what didn't. Keeping the teeth clear and letting the tongue do a lot of the suction. I loved sucking cock (later years I'd spend lots of time at the glory holes in Toronto's gay baths). But I remember this Member of Parliament for sure.

I spent time going up and down the shaft, applying the right amount of suction and not much noise - he was enjoying it and so was I. Some moments I would go a little faster then I'd slow down. I had created enough saliva that it was almost giving the cock head a bubble bath and some would escape from my lips and down my chin. I took the glans out of my mouth slowly and close up watched the strings of saliva dangle between us, this gave me chance to see the glistening head and I moved the tip of my tongue to the slit at the top and poked at it while looking up at this representative. He now had his eyes open and they were looking down at me "Fuck Yeah! That's Good" he exclaimed. I continued my deliverance and went nack to sucking back and forth on his knob which I thing had grown in size as it was filling more of my mouth. At one point he pulled out and started shaking his hips so his prick hit me across the face back and forth, finally I grabbed the meat and went back to forcing it down my throat as best I could, his moans were a turn on and his repetitive "Fuck Yeah!" Seemed like his election slogan.

"Lets Get On The Couch" he beckoned and took the towel and spread it over the chosen couch, he motioned for me to get on and I layed back with my head to the corner expecting him to lay on top of me but he went the total opposite way so we were in a 69 position, what os a guy to do when he finds himself presented with a seat of parliament - what else can you do but ass lick - he was still sitting upwards but his hands had possesed my cock which he wanked away on - meanwhile I was parting the hairs of his arsehole cleft and pushing my tongue to the tightness of his sphincter. A few licks and I realized apart from sweat it was clean and looked nice with the darkened skin surrounding. I hadn't done a lot of rimming so I just did what I thought one should do - later in life I would realize that I liked it a lot (giving and receiving) and got good at the technique. But here I was having a good try to please this guy and myself and I remember his balls on my chin.

Meanwhile, my elected partner was gripping my cock firmly and pleasing me with his wanking method. Eventually he fell forward onto my cock with his mouth and I lost his hole but gained his cock in perfect position for inserting into my mouth. That was it - we were now both sucking away on each others cocks and it was fucking gorgeous, I could have stayed like that for the remaining 40 minutes - it was great to be in a mutual position working on sucking while being sucked. He pulled my hips up to get deeper on my shaft and I tried to get as high as I could on his and again his ball sac resting on the bridge of my nose.

I can't remember how long we sucked each other this way but I do remember why it stopped - his finger had found my ass hole and he inserted it inside me - it was like an electric shock and I let go of his cock - I knew what I wanted and so bravely asked like any good constituent " Will you fuck me?"
I think I caught him by surprise and his reply took me by surprize "I don't have any condoms up here" - I was too sexed by now to think straight and said "it's ok" (to continue that is). I remember talking a bit about it but I persuaded him to do it. He swore he'd pull out.

So there we were in the missionary position at last. He concentrated on directing his cock to my hole and me adjusting to let him in. It took a bit but finally I felt his glans parting my hole and him baring against my muscles to enter. He was in an inch maybe then I felt it go deeper with a long push - I arched a bit and my muscles started to relax allowing his passage into me to go easier. He grunted and started moving back and forth, in and out, holding onto my legs and hoisting me upwards onto his cock. This went on sometime and it felt good to have his man meat up inside me. Then he stopped! Pulled out and said "Come.." he stood up and motioned me to stand - I was still reeling from him fucking my ass. But I stood, he grabbed the towel and beckoned for me to follow - he led us over to the south windows and layed the towel out over a groin high desk that was positioned under the window, "get on the table!" So I sat on and was going to lie down "No!" He said "Face down !" So I did just that with my legs and butt hanging over the end, I felt his hand part my buttocks and then felt his wet dick moving on my hole, again a couple of strokes then his cock found its way into my hole, now it felt good and he pushed in deeper than before, I was the one moaning now and I was more relaxed. With his hands on my hips he started the withdraw but before his shaft came out he pushed in again, this repeated and he soon had a rhythm going and I gasped and moaned with each thrust. His dick skin smooth on the edges of my anus and the only lube was the sweat between us plus the odd time I heard him spit onto his shaft before he thrust it back in - he was facing the window looking down University Avenue and I couldn't see a thing but the desk top and the wall, but I felt every fuck he provided. No one could have seen him from Queen's Park as we were too high up (believed ne I looked for those windows many times after - always with a twinge in my ass). I guess someone in the office towers or from the Hosiptal, if they had a telescope, might of been able to see, but they would only have seen a Member of Parliament working hard (with his shirt off).

So there I was face down on the table, being screwed by this handsome guy and all ideas of being caught gone - I was just concentrating on each ram against my ass with his groin and the movement that was growing in intensity, his grip got stronger and he seemed to go deeper. He was fucking with some intensity and I could feel him having moments of stiffening. This guy was getting close. I loved it and so responded by tightening up as best I could between my own noises. Then he seemed to cease up and jerk - but he pulled out of my asshole and thats when I felt the splashing across the small of my back followed by some larger streams (I swear on hit my hair) but he was in full blown orgasm and wasn't too quiet about it. I just remained face down and let the wetness continue and let him ejaculate all he wanted onto my back and buttocks, I even felt some trickling down the back of my left thigh. When complete he actually leaned down onto me, pressing his cum more onto my back and onto his abdo and chest. A few moments passed and the he said "Now you toss yourself off for me". He lifted off and I turned onto my back and stayed on the table. He didn't stimulate me and stood a short distance from me - I then realized I was to do it myself and he just stood there and watched. Ok! I thought and set to wanking myself with my right hand as usual - it wasn't going to take me long as I was still in full throttle - so I tossed hard on my prick and closed my eyes. I felt the changes in my groin and the expansion begining within and soon there was no stopping the forward sensation - I shot at the same time I exhaled "Fuuuuuckkk" I shot high and a few times with all cum landing back at me on my chest and abdomen while my head and writhing body did its usual dance. All I heard in the background was his "Yeah ! Yeah that was good" it seemed I had the members vote.

Soon after he helped me sit up and took the towel from under me and began wiping himself down then handed it to me to do the same - we were soon returning to the couch area and were dressing - it seemed my appointment was over - I often wondered how he knew to go to that table and who had been there before, I never heard of any scandals and I never returned, plus there was a change of elected government later the next year. I never heard of him again but I will never forget that first meeting and them second meeting in the building's foyer, or that elevator, his lip balm, or that loft area, or the couches or that table and I have voted for that party everytime since.

I was to have a good number of interesting sexual experiences over my life and thankfully never got caught or hurt, one time there was a close shave but I have been very lucky and at least I can say that I was once Fucked by a handsome politician in Ontario's Provincial Parliament Building and it was our own Secret Ballot.