The Scandalous Son

The sequel to "Every thug needs a bottom" (lovewanted305), "The thug and the bottom that loves him" (lovewanted305), and "The bottom and his thug" (Kjam)

My name is Jamar Davis. My dads were Dre and Ka'shon, both have passed away. My uncle was Wale, who also passed away. I am heavily invested in real estate, and own several resorts. My husband owns my law firm and operates the day-to-day. I am a democrat, and have been on City Council in Atlanta, Mayor of Atlanta, and am currently Governor of Georgia, a few months into my first term.

When I first married my husband, we were madly in love. We fucked nearly every single night. But, as I got deeper and deeper into the pit of politics, my marriage grew distant from love, and closer to business. That's all it is now, business. My husband wants to stay married for access, influence, and publicity. I want to stay married for optics and because I have earned a majority of the wealth and we have no prenuptial agreement.

So, like I said, a business, not really a marriage. But, we have an understanding. In public, we're together and in love. In private, we see other people. We don't even live together. He stays at our beach house, and I live at the Governor's mansion.

We got home late. Normal after our workday. Jorge is my assistant, he's been with me since my days as Mayor, but when DeAngelo and I split, Jorge and I started seeing one another. Honestly, we were seeing one another the whole time. First, at the office. He'd suck me dick during meetings, I'd eat him out on his break, we would fuck in the custodial closet. Anyways, I set my keys on the table and removed my coat. I went upstairs, into the bathroom, undressed and got in the shower. Shortly after, Jorge joined me. He dropped to his knees, and start to lick my crack. He buried his face in my ass, and started rimming me. He penetrated my tight hole with his tongue, making me moan in pleasure.

He then stood up, and I started to wash him. I dropped to my knees and started to lick his balls. As his dick grew harder, I started to jack him off. We finished in the shower, and I went into the bedroom and bent over the bed. He continued to eat out my bussy, as I arched my back. He stood up and put the head of his dick in my hole, I wince and moan in pain and pleasure. I arch my back and he grabs my neck. He kisses my cheek, and continued to thrust in and out of me. Harder and harder, faster and faster. Finally, as we both are out of breathe, I cum all over the bed spread, and my ass gets tighter. He then cums in my bussy. I could feel his juices leaking out of me. We lay down together, and snuggle. He is big spoon I'm little spoon. We drift into sleep.

I woke up in the morning, and put my arm on the pillow next to me. Jorge isnt there..I smell coffee brewing and breakfast being made. I go into the bathroom for a quick shower. As I walk past the bathroom window, I see my body. For 40 years old, I got a nice ass, slim but fit body, and a young face. My jawline was very strong. My dark skin was beautiful, and my 7 inch dick was very sexy. I shower, dress, and head downstairs.

"Hey papi" Jorge greets. "Hey babe" I say, landing a kiss on his lips. "What's on the docket for today?" I ask. "Your budget was considered by the Senate and the House last week. The House, run by dems, has no objections. But the Senate, run by reps, has several. They don't like what they call, progressive agenda items, being embedded in the bill. Their main grievance is the State Universal Healthcare piece, as well as the Farmer Bailout." He responds. "Great. Resisting progress because of partisanship." I complain. "Alex is frustrated as several of the Republicans who previously committed to voting in our favor are backing out, due to fears of the party withdrawing support of their reelection." Jorge continues. "Tell Alex I'm on my way, and I want to meet with those Senators." I say, exiting to my closet to get dressed. Alex, AKA Alexandria, is my Chief of Staff. Brilliant woman. She is trans, had her operation about 5 years ago.

The car comes to pick up Jorge and I. DeAngelo calls. "Hey, Jamar, is me. Don't forget I need you at the law firm tonight. We have some out-of-state investors who want to help us launch out restaurant franchise." He says. "How could I forget?" I respond. "Also, I'm warning you now, a report is coming to come out accusing me of infidelity. I was caught having sex in my car with some woman I met at the bar" he says. "Dammit Dee! We had an agreement, do what we want in private, but keep is DISCREET!" I say with frustration. "I know. You dont need to remind me. I wanted to give you a heads up. Goodbye." He ends.

Ugh! He has always been careless. "Mike, stop at Starbucks please" I ask. Mike is my head of security and my driver. I used to have a separate driver, but we got into an accident a few years back, and Mike hasn't let anyone take that job since. "Yessir" he responds.

About 20 minutes later, we arrive at the Capitol building. There are protesters outside. A police officer killed an unarmed black man, and has been placed on administrative leave. The perfect cocktail for civil unrest. We head into the Capitol, mike and his team shielding me from the demonstrators and reporters. I head into my office, to see Alex looking rather angry. "I'm not in trouble am I?" I ask, jokingly. "No sir. I'm sorry. Senator Wagner will be here soon, sir. " she responds. "Alex, are you okay?" I ask. "Yessir." She responds, quickly, obviously lying, as she wipes a tear from her face.

I decide to leave that alone for now. I head into my office, and get settled. Alex enters "Sir, Senator Wagner" she introduces. "Hello Senator" I greet. "Hello mr Governor. How are you?" He responds. "I'm fine. I hear you have, hesitations for supporting my budget. I thought adding a provision about mental health pulled you over the fence?" I ask. "It did sir. However, the Republican leadership has been, uh, persistent. I may need more persuasion to make my mind up" he says, winking.

I knew what he meant. He had suggested it before. He would say things like "C'mon. I know you want it" or "I'd be more inclined to support your position". I had always managed to work my way out in the past. But, I dont think I can this time. I really need this budget to pass.

"What did you have in mind" i inquire. "I'm not necessarily sure. Sometimes, a simple flick of the tongue does the trick" he responds, winking again. I get up and sit next to him. Nothing more needs to be said, I know what must be done. Sad thing is, Jorge and I decided to be exclusive. So, he can never find out. I put my hand on his thigh. He quickly places his hand on top, and guides it to his dick. I rub the growing bulge in his pants. For a white boy, his package was a decent size. I'm think, 6.5 inches. Anyways, I unzip his pants, and pull them down. I put my hand through the hole in the front of his boxers, and pull his cock out. I start jacking his flaccid pole, as it grows bigger and bigger. "I've been trying to give you a taste of this for a long time. Far too long. You faggots all want the same thing. I cock in your mouth and a daddy to please." He says, moaning ever so slightly from pleasure. I drop to my knees, pull down his boxers, and put his semi-hard cock in my mouth. He dives right in, grabbing my head, and jamming his pole into my throat. Facefucking me rough. I'm slobbering and gagging. I barely can breath. He has his head back, and is thrusting and shivering in pleasure. He goes harder and faster. "Swallow it bitch" he says, as he pumps steaming hot cum into my mouth. With each thrust more cum. Some of it was leaking out of my mouth, down my face. He makes me keep it in my mouth, licking it clean.

He gets dressed, I stand up. "So, I can count on your support?" I say, cleaning myself up. "Yessir. But, next time, it might now be so easy..I might need something more." He says as he slaps my ass. He leaves, smiling before exiting. "Now, this will always be the room where you became my bitch" he says. What did I just do?

"Alex! Jorge! Come here please" I yell. They both enter. "Yessir" alex asks. "Draft a statement. I'd like to address the protests." I say. "On it" says alex. "Jorge, see if we can get the Mayor and Deputy Mayor here" I say. "Understood" he responds.

1 hour later

The statement is done. I go out to the crowd of protesters and press. "If i could have your attention. I am meeting with the Mayor and Deputy Mayor to discuss next steps and reach a resolution. This type of injustice must not stand. We will not rest until the officer is brought to justice and this is adequately prevented from reoccurring. I thank the citizens here today, for peacefully exercising their rights to assembly and free speech. I would also like to thank the press, for being placed at additional risk to cover the news and hold democracy accountable. I see your hardwork. Thank you!" I say.

I head for the building again. As I'm about to enter, the Mayor and Deputy Mayor arrive. "My my, Mr Governor, you look better and better everyday." Says Mayor Williams. "Mayor! Deputy Mayor! Thanks for coming. And Mayor Williams, you don't have to compliment me everytime you see me, just because I'm gay" I joke. "Well, Leonard and I just have never seen such a nice ass on a man, that's all" says D. Mayor Jacks. "Inappropriate gentleman. Come with me" I say. These two flirt with me EVERY time I see them. We head into my office. "I asked you here to discuss racial justice and police reform. I want to reinvest in the communities and reform the police department." I say. "Well, as you know, we run the city. Not you. And we arent as inclined. I've been offered a massive donation for my reelection campaign from the Back The Cops super Pac, BlueDynamite. What do you have to offer?" Says Mayor Williams. "Well, funding commitments from the state to help with the reforms." I respond. "We were hoping for a more personal item?" Says D. Mayor Jacks. "I'm sorry?" I ask in confusion. "You know we think you very fine for a man, and although we arent gay, we would like a token of gratitude for our cooperation. Give us the pair of underwear you have on. And one pair of dirty, sweaty underwear a month for a year. " demands D. Mayor Jacks.

What! I think to myself. Gross. And eww. It's this my life, people using me for sexual reasons and that's how I get things done. Whatever it takes, I guess.

"Sure. Under one condition. It doesn't leave our confidence" I say. "Deal" says Mayor Williams. In front of then, I strip and take of my underwear. I hand it to Mayor Williams, he takes a huge sniff. D. Mayor Jacks does the same. They leave the room.

I think I've found my superpower. My body.

To be continued....