The office was cold and boring as usual. Mikey Pence felt his nipples grow hard and erect with the temperature. He looked to his colleague Donald J Trump and had a mild fantasy. His trousers grew tight in his “love area” and he thought of all the things he secretly wanted to do to Trump. He looked away and walked out of the room. He was thinking of another. He was dark and tall like a 5’10 tree and looked a lot like the famous Zodiac Killer.
“Oh, Cruz…” Mikey moaned as he touched himself in a broom closet. “I WANT YOU TO SUCK MY SHAFT!”. A maid walked by and heard the mating call from Pency-Wency. She knocked on the door and asked, “Are you okay? Mr. Pence?”
“SHUT UP! I’M NOT GAY! GO BACK TO MEXICO!” He yelled in response as his love juice shot out of his member and onto the nearest mop. The janitors really hated it when he stroked himself in the closets with passion. He walked out of the closet and straightened his clothes out. “No day like today, but I need another round of electroshock therapy.” He said to himself and walked back into his office where Trump sat, waiting for him.
“Sit down, Pence. We need to talk about the wall.” Trump stated. Pence sat down and then he felt a firm grip on his shoulder. There he was, the 5”10 tree with dark hair and Zodiac Killer features. Teddy Cruz looked down and smiled at Pence.
“I’m glad to be here today, is there anything I can do?” Cruz asked.
“Of course...lose the pants. They’re fired.” Trump said and threw a pen at Cruz.
Pence gaped at this odd scene and joined in. Strobe lights went on and a disco ball fell from the ceiling, landing on Trump. “Now he’s out of the picture,” Cruz said to Pence with a wink. “Let’s get to the fun part of our day.” He ripped his pants and shirt off revealing his somewhat out of shape body and Pence felt his entire being go numb with desire. His manhood expanded and his hips thrusted towards his new mate. He was no longer Donald’s plaything and he could join in with any orgy he wanted with this man who won his heart. Pence eased his throbbing member and pushed it into Cruz, going harder and deeper with each thrust. Cruz moaned and yelled with pleasure and ecstasy. Sticky fluids flew everywhere with each passionate throb and thrust and the maid from earlier entered. She left and locked the door while praying that she would lose her eyes.
After the embrace, Pence and Cruz locked lips and made even more masculine, sweaty, and hot love over Trump’s body and used the blood as a lubricant for their swollen lips and pulsing cocks. Pence pulled on Cruz’s hips harder and setting a pace for their lovemaking. Pleasure rippled through them and the splintering pain was braided in between the two of them. “I want you to be mine forever…” Pence purred into Cruz’s ear. Cruz moaned and lost his load but Cruz tried to catch it in his open lips. He failed to do so and Pence caught it. The mushroom headed fuck stick did its job on the two of them and they continued in their romantic embrace.