George W gazed around the oval office, sad at the prospect of leaving his eight year tenure as President of the United States of America. "Eight years..." he murmured quietly to himself, as he leaned back on his chair. He wistfully thought of all the times he'd had in here...good times, that no one would ever know about. As he thought about those times, he slowly reached his finger towards his anus to provide himself with some pleasure.
Suddenly there came a knock on the door. It was his secretary. "Mr. President, someone is here to see you." It was President-elect Barack Hussein Obama. Obama strolled into the room and George stood up to shake his hand. "It's a pleasure to be here, Mr. President," said Obama. "I assure you, the pleasure will be all mine," Bush replied with a playful smirk.
"I'm just here to get a feel for the place, you know, learn the ropes."
"Absolutely," Bush replied.
George W showed Obama around the room - Lincoln's desk, its secret compartment, the number to press on the telephone to call his secretary...
After a short conversation about the history of the place, the important decisions which were made here, Bush turned to Obama and said - "There are a few other important things no one knows about until they get here. I'm afraid I'm going to have to break you in to the swing of things."
"Break me in?" Obama replied.
"Yes. You see, being President can be a lonely job - a lonely job for everyone involved, so there are times when we need to help each other out, you know, ease the tension," Bush replied, reaching for Obama's suit buttons. "After all, everyone here serves at the -pleasure- of the President."
Obama grinned. "I see," was all he said, as he leaned forward - not all the way, but so that Bush had only a couple of inches to go to land Obama with a long, passionate kiss. As he did so he pulled Obama's suit jacket off, and Obama pulled off his. They were joint in a manly embrace, both pulling furiously at each other's clothing. Soon enough, both were down to their Kalvin Klein's. Obama had a sudden urge to take control.
"Sit down," he commanded Bush. He proceeded to tie his tie around Bush's neck. "Now, bend over." Bush bent over, muttering, "Oh yeah, spank me, spank me like the bad President I've been. Punish me like a prisoner at Guantanamo." The first hard slap landed square on Bush's right butt cheek. "Unnngggggghhhh, yeeeeaaahhh, more!" Obama landed two more slaps in quick succession, before pulling of Bush's Kalvin's.
'Oh yeeaaahhh, stick it in me!" Bush pleaded. "Not yet," replied Obama. "You've been a very naughty president." Obama grabbed his belt and started whipping Bush's hairy, but perfectly formed, ass, leaving red welts across his fanny. "UNGH. OH. YEAH. HARDER." Bush screamed in delight. Obama retrieved Bush's belt in addition to his own, and started whipping both butt cheeks at once as hard as he could.
"OK, I think you've earned something special," Obama said, as he pulled out his enormous 12 inch phallus. "Woah, I've never had one that big before!" Bush exclaimed. Obama didn't even wait for Bush to be ready. He just slammed his cock right into Bush's tight, waiting anus and began to thrust.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. FUUUUUUUUUCCCKKK. FUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKKK" Bush screamed with pleasure. He was sure his secretary must be able to hear, but he didn't care. She'd get her turn later, but he much preferred cock to pussy. "FFUUUUCCCKK. FUCK ME YES HARDER."
Obama's phallus thust harder and deeper, harder and deeper than Bush had ever experienced anywhere else, with Obama's balls slapping loudly against the now reddened skin of Bush's hairy ass. Obama felt he was ready to cum, so he pulled out and said,"I've got something even more special for you now," showing Bush his fist. Bush gazed, mouth open, in delight.
With no lube, Obama proceeded to stick his fist, then his forearm, then his upper arm, into Bush's rectum. The pleasure was utter and absolute, more complete than the pleasure he could get out of torturing an innocent Arab. Obama unclenched his fist deep inside Bush, leaving Bush to feel the expansion and contraction of Obama's hand. "DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPAAAHHH" Bush screamed in pain, but it was a good pain, the sort of pain you might feel when stretching an aching muscle - but 1000 times more extreme.
Before he could say anymore, Bush could feel something white, something enormous, erupting from the end of his cock. He blasted cum three feet in an arc that would leave some of it landing on his own face. Bush happily licked it up, as cock slowly pulsated and the orgasm eased away.
"Right, it's my turn now," said Obama, as he pulled Bush's faced towards him, jerking his enormous cock over Bush's face, ready to mix his own cum with Bush's. "Suck it," Obama commanded. Bush happily obliged, but before Bush could prepare himself, Obama's cum shot out with the force of a firehose, all over Bush's face, leaving Bush forced against the wall of the office due to the tremendous force of Obama's penis explosion.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH" Obama exclaimed. Not stopping for a moment's rest, Obama quickly dressed himself, leaving Bush spreadeagled on the floor, covered in cum.
"It's a pity we won't be able to do this again, seeing as you're leaving office next month," Obama told Bush gently.
"Oh, I think I'll pop by for a visit," Bush said. "Then I'll be able to show you how it's meant to be done."
