This story involves male/male sex between consenting adults. Names, characters, places and incidents are fictitious and the product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

The events in this story take place after my first encounter with the "Governor" as detailed in "On the Governors Staff."

In my first encounter with Mitch, friend and neighbor of my parents as well as Governor of my home state, we had a late night rendezvous, when he happened to be staying at the hotel where I worked.

I hadn't set out to have sex with him. His reaching out to me was more of a feeling of loss for his son and an emphatic need to release the love and grief. So what was just an instinctual need just to be close and feel loved moved to a deeper need for sexual release. His having never had sex with another man before created a newness in intimacy that he'd never had. It wasn't a "Father/Son" role-play and until my hand encountered the hard-on hiding in his pants Mitch hadn't been an object of desire in my mind. But feeling the warmth of his cock made my mind do a 180 and had my cock lengthening down my shorts.

So, I sent my first load down his throat, the second all over his chest just after he had filled my ass with his thick fluid. His second load that night had been in the shower.

That had been our first and only time together and I thought the world would go on as before. My relationship with Mitch would change subtly, but as I rarely had seen the man for several years and hadn't planned on moving back home, I thought it would be a matter of two ships passing in the night. Definitely something neither of us would probably ever share with anyone else. Me, out of respect for him, and him, out of fear of reprisal from those that had elected him.

Shortly after Thanksgiving a call from mom caught me by surprise when she said that they had invited Mitch over for Christmas dinner and he had accepted but only if he could host Christmas Eve at his house. She said that before Mitch had hung up he had said he hoped I would be around.

"Steven," she said. "It's been a hard year for him. I know you and Bobby were friends in High School and Mitch is really our friend but it would mean so much if you could be around. Could you do that," she asked "for me."

My heart started beating strongly and my dick quickly grew. It was a good thing we were talking over the phone otherwise she would have been seen I wasn't her baby boy anymore.

"Yeah, Mom." I answered. "I'd be happy to spend some time with Mitch."

"You’re such a good boy,” she said.

Little did she know how 'good' a boy I was.

After that call I wondered if we'd have a chance to be "together" again. I didn't hold much hope of being able to be with him alone. Being a busy man, I doubted he'd have much opportunity to get away from all the administrative demands. Holidays not withstanding, the government still needed to run. With a