The Customer (Dexter's Saga) Ch. 26

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" Yethro asked nervously as Jesse slowly approached the Governor then took him in his arms and kissed him.

"What the hell do you think I'm doing?" Jesse whispered into Yethro's ear. "Damn it Yethro, do you realize that we have not been alone for days? It feels like years and I miss you. Since this Governors' conference started we have not had any private time together. Do I have to make a special appointment to schedule a sex session or something? Or have you just lost interest?"

"Lost interest? Hell no, Jess, I've missed you, too!" he said somewhat relieved and returning Jess's kiss. "Governing this state and this job is much bigger than I thought. Dan and I are trying to run this State at a profit..."

"Shut the fuck up and don't hand me that crap! I know about the latest money making scam the two of you are running," Jesse hissed.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Those special lists Dan brings you, that's what I'm talking about! You've lost interest in me and now that you are Governor you can have as many men as you want. Are you turning into another Bill Clinton or Elliot Spitzer? You think I'm blind? I see the two of you looking over those lists of special prisoners and deciding which men are to be sent to hard labor and which are lucky enough to be offered clemency provided they are willing to be specially trained. Funny, isn't it, that all of those 'special men' are young with blond hair, blue eyes and great bodies. You always did like that type. Didn't you? . I also know about those special shipments the two of you have been making overseas to some of your friends."

"You got this all wrong Jess," Yethro confessed

"Then set me straight!"

"Most of them are willing to do anything to get out of a life working on the roads or in the mines. They are given special training to prepare them for, shall we say, less rigorous activities outside the country."

"I can see the two of you salivating. I not only see it but I think you want to get rid of me and find another lover. I know I'm getting older and you might like a more accommodating and younger bed partner. Don't lie to me! You are looking for someone else!" Jesse said, knowing it was not true, but trying to put the blame on the Judge. To make him feel guilty.

"Me! Looking for someone else? Are you off your rocker? Have you gone crazy? You are not only my lover, but you are my son. My only son! My life partner! I gave up my wife for you! I risked everything when I set you free. I would not get rid of you even if I could. Those men are repeat criminals and some of them are waiting to be executed. Do you think that I would exchange you for a killer? We offer them the choice of imprisonment for life here, where they know they will become the sex toy of a brutal convict, or voluntary slavery over seas. Most jump at the chance and choose it willingly as a better alternative. They beg to sign the legal papers, kissing our hands and hope their new owners will treat them better. It is another cost cutting idea Dan and I came up with and any profit made, goes into the treasury. How could you even think I would trade any of those men for you? You are the love of my life? Jess, my love, the real truth is, it's this job! This fucking job! There is no one else and there never will be anyone but you. At night, I just want to fall into bed. I'm too exhausted to do anything but sleep. If there is anyone at fault here it is not I, but you."

"ME? How is it my fault?"

"Yes.. It's your fault, you always scheduled every second of my day and there is always someone or something interfering! The only time we see each other is when you come in to introduce a new visitor. Every time you do that, I've wanted to grab you and fuck the hell out of you right there on my desk and in front of everyone."

"Well, forget about that hard desk. It's too uncomfortable. Besides it has a glass top and who wants to wind up with glass splinters in their ass? Can you see us trying to explain to the doctor how we got that way as he stands over our bare backsides trying to remove the glass shards?" Jesse smiled and then waved his arm and pointed to the far corner wall and said, "Just to prevent that sort of embarrassment, look at what I had delivered today. A nice, comfortable leather couch! Why do you think I had it installed? Do you think I like to take catnaps during the day? As you see, I just locked the doors and this room is soundproof... So what are we waiting for? There is no time like the present to break in the furniture.."

"Jesse, you are a sneaky dog," Yethro laughed. "Leave it to you to come up with the solution. I hereby order you to schedule a 'catnap' time at least four times a week from now on."

"That I will do, my love," Jesse said as he led him over to the leather couch and took him in his arms and kissed him deeply, his tongue entering his mouth and trying to explore the hot moist interior. As he withdrew his tongue the older man started to suck on it and deepened the kiss. Both men moaned and the Judge's hands were all over his younger lover as Jess pushed aside the groping hands and started to undress him. When he had him nude he draped his body over the armrest like a sack of potatoes and then stroked his back muscles easing his nude body into the right position. He then quickly removed his own jacket, tie, shirt and undoing his belt let his pants and underpants fall to the floor and kicked them out of the way. His cock twitched furiously at the sight before him. He then slowly massaged his own cock moaning at the sight of Yethro, lying over the armrest with his butt sticking up in the air at just the right height. Nudging the judge's legs apart, Jess knelt down and stuck his nose into the man's ball-sack and nuzzled against the soft skin. He took a deep breath and inhaled the manly odor and licked along the perineum, that erogenous zone between his balls and asshole. "Oh! How I miss our times on the raft up at the lake," he whispered and then his tongue tip flitted around and into the pulsating rosebud. Yethro moaned as Jesse buried his face into the valley between the ass mounds and kissed and sucked on the rosebud. Next, he sat back and watched as the hole twitched and twittered. Wetting his finger he inserted it past the judge's ass ring and ran it along the walls of the love canal until he hit the pleasure spot.

"Ohhhhhh," moaned the Judge as Jess rubbed his finger back and forth over the prostate.

"I found it, damn it, I found it," smiled Jesse gleefully. "It's been so long since I've been into you I thought I would forget my way. 'Mashallah!' it appears like you might have tightened up a bit since I was last in here. Yes, I think so. In that case let's try two fingers," Yethro moaned as Jess inserted two and then three fingers. "You really like this don't you, you dirty old man?"

"Oh yes, I do! You are right it has been so long that I might have tightened up a bit. So that proves that I have not been using any prison bitches or others." He laughed.

"I knew that love - I was just saying that to arouse you. Can you forgive me?"

"Yes, but only if you promise never to question my love for you again. Don't ever do that again! It really hurt me to think that you would even think that I would even look at another man," he said and moaning even louder as Jesse continued to probe deeper and deeper.

"I promise never to doubt you again, lover," Jesse pledged.

"Ohhhhhhhhh you better be sure this room is sound proof! I AM ABOUT TO SCREAM." Yethro moaned as he began rocking his hips towards the invading fingers trying to get them deeper into his ass. By doing this he found that his own cock rubbed against the material of the couch leaving wet spots of pre-cum.

"It better be sound proof! Because I intend to fuck you senseless," Jess moaned. "Now let's try an even bigger finger now. Are you ready? Open sesame. Here comes Ali Baba, less the forty thieves, to steal your inner treasure! The fingers were removed and an even larger object was placed at the entrance to his asshole. Jesse's cock head pressed and wiggled a bit against the hot flesh, sending tremors of heat and ecstasy along the judge's spine as his young lover slid his cock in with little effort. In one quick push Jesse buried his cock deep into him as Yethro released a loud squeal.

"Ohh shittttt! Oh babe, it feels so good, so hot..." Jesse hissed through his teeth and without missing a beat he pulled back and pushed again into the judge's ass. He continued over and over again like a pirate ravaging a treasure-laden ship. Their ball-sacs slapped against each other's, skin rubbing skin against skin. It was like having his cock in a red-hot furnace. The pumping and pounding continued as both were consumed and overcome by a feeling of bliss and rapture. Without realizing it, Jesse overcome by the heat of the moment, started moaning endearing but filthy Arabic phrases into Yethro's ear.

"Oh Jess, Habibi!" Yethro screamed as the fiction of his own cock rubbing against the leather couch arm got the better of him and made him cum hard - shooting six volleys of hot cum over the couch arm. These multiple orgasms caused his rectum to squeeze around Jesse's cock like a leather glove and senting him over the top as well. Both of them lay there exhausted and spent. After a while the judge purred, "you know Jesse, I think that was the best we've ever done together! It just keeps getting better and better, but where the hell did you learn those Arabic words? Have you been holding out all this time?"

Thinking quickly in order not to blow his cover about his vast knowledge of the language, he blushingly said, "Well I'm afraid that some of my new friends at the Mosque have been trying to teach me some 'Bed-Room Arabic'. I hope I pronounced them right and they were not too offensive. As far as this being the best ever, I disagree. The best ever was the first time we had sex after you freed me and I returned to you and we did it as lovers and not as slave and master. But you can say that this was the most spontaneous anyway. Thank God I have a private bathroom here so we can clean up. It would be hard to explain this mess to the cleaning staff."

"Fuck them and fuck the entire world. Oh! I look forward to the time when we can tell them all to go to hell! I loved it when you used those Arabic words. Your Arabic was very good almost perfect. I almost lapsed into Arabic myself. It really turned me on. Made me feel like I had been abducted and screwed in the desert. The only thing missing was the sand. I will have to teach you much more Arabic. In fact I want you to be able to talk to me in Arabic all the time. It is such a romantic and poetic language. And as my son you must learn to speak it flawlessly, as some day we are going to require it as the official language of this Islamic Nation."

"I am learning more and more Arabic and would like to use some of it with you if you do not laugh at my mistakes. As for this being an Islamic Nation, you know that if this were that kind of country we would not be able to..."

"I will try not to laugh at your Arabic. As for the Islamic Nation business, don't even think that! There are always ways my love-always ways. Every Sultan, tribal leader, Emir, Sheik and even the rich had and still have their male harems. I see no reason to change that. But, in my case I do not want, nor will I need a harem of any kind... just you. I hate to think of the day when you are forced to take a woman to your bed in order to give us a son. I will hate every minute that you have to spend with her making her with child. Just remember that when she has a boy, it will be 'OUR' son, yours and mine, not hers."

To be continued...