I’ve always been politically active coming from a family of die-hard liberal, union supporting, civil rights champions. My parents were always speaking up and speaking out on all kinds of issues, often times gathering at right-wing political rallies to shout at the opposition. Well, the apple hadn’t fallen far from the tree. At 20yo, I was already following in their footsteps.
Some might call me a nerd. I definitely fit the profile. Six feet, a stringy 140 pounds, glasses, and on staff at the college newspaper. I’d come out in my teens knowing I had a supportive family. While I embraced my sexuality, I hadn’t acted on it as I was too shy and had terrible body issues. Being very thin when my peers were working out and filling out left me feeling less of a man. I didn’t have much facial hair or body hair.
Well, as it happened, J.D. Vance was coming to our campus to do a rally in a couple of days, and I was picked to cover it for the paper. I was very conflicted about covering the story as I wanted desperately to protest with my crew, but journalism is there to report the facts.
On the day of the rally I wore a button down shirt and slacks that were way too big for me, but I needed to look professional with my press pass and I was too embarrassed to shop in the boys department. I took my pen and pad with me and hoofed it over to the press box which was cornered off from the general public.
Vance came on stage to a mixed crowd, mostly boos heard between the supporters. When he began speaking I looked up and behind him was one of the hottest guys I’d ever seen, but he was wearing a red MAGA hat. It was difficult to pay attention to the speech because I was smitten by this hunk. He looked like a good ‘ole boy, tall, blonde, blue eyed, trimmed blonde goatee, and huge biceps that were struggling to stay contained in the short sleeves. I was so distracted as I imagined myself below him, servicing his cock.
Vance finished his speech and was taking a few Q & A’s from the media. Since our school was hosting him, I was given the first question.
“Thank you for coming to our campus today, your speech was very enlightening. My question is, what are your thoughts about the escalating costs of college tuition in our country and why haven’t you supported President Biden’s student loan relief program?”
Mr. Vance attempted to answer my question, but the blonde bull glared at me with hatred in his eyes. The scowl on his face was frightening and I was so turned on by it. To think my question caused such a strong reaction made me feel quite smug.
The rally finished it was time to get back to the office and type up the article. As I made my way there, I felt a hand push me from behind and I fell to the ground.
”Hey, you liberal piece of shit! What the fuck is wrong with you?”
I turned around and it was him. He spit a wad from his mouth from his chewing tobacco that landed on my cheek.
i must have looked dazed.
”Yeah, I’m talking to you, commie faggot! All you liberal do-gooders are fucking up this country. When Trump wins you’re all gonna get locked up for treason. You’ll see!”
I picked up my glasses from the grass and tried to stand up and get away.
He overpowered me again and pushed my chest and I was back on my butt again.
”Did I say you can leave, lefty? I ain’t done with you. You pieces of shit will give away free shit to all these illegals coming here. I just can’t have that.”
After a second larger spit ball hit my forehead, my MAGA tormentor continued.
”You’re part of the problem you know. You write nothing but lies, fake news. Fucking pansy, look how pathetic you are, you’re not even fighting back!”
The thing was that the angrier he became, the more i got to see his heaving frame in action, my dick was hard as brick. I couldn’t let him see my cock tenting in my loose slacks so I quickly moved my hands to my crotch. In hindsight this probably brought more attention to my cock betrayal problem.
”Move your hands, commie boy. What’s going on in there.”
I refused to move them and now he squatted and placed his large hands on mine and pushed them off.
SHWING! I was at full mast!
”Oh fuck. No way, dude. You’re one of those liberal gay faggots! You know what I think about gay marriage? I’ll tell ya. I think you’re all going to hell. Fucking sodomites. Fucking groomer!”
A swift kick to the nuts had me hunched over and sick to my stomach.
”My papi once told me when he was my age he had himself a tree-hugging cocksucker. He said you fuckers ain’t meant for making babies, but you’re good for something. Wanna know what else he said, bitch?”
I was still massaging my balls and didn’t answer him, so he slapped my cheek, a swift backhander.
”Hey, you look at me when I’m talking to you. You know after this election when you’re behind bars, you’re gonna get a lot of this. My people fucking hate you assholes. Writing lies, brainwashing our country. You’re gonna get what you deserve. My papi said guys like you were made to service real men like us.”
”I’m not going to blow you, man!”
”ohhh, now you start talkin’, we’ll just see about that!”
Another hard open-faced slap to the face and I froze.
”We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Either way, my dick is going down that homo throat. I’m gonna shut your fucking mouth up once and for all. Open your mouth, bitch!”
I practically creamed my pants. Deep down, I knew I wanted his dick down my throat since the moment I saw him, and now it was happening!
I opened wide and watched him pull his snake from his shorts and stuff it into my mouth. Damn, he was thick and his huge hairy balls hit my chin. He didn’t shave them nor trim his pubes. He was all pure man. He grabbed a handful of my hair and began to pump relentlessly his cock growing well beyond eight inches, cut. I was choking and drool poured down my face.
He continued to skull fuck me hard.
”Yeah, you homo. Take my MAGA dick. You fucking liberal cocksuckers are all the same. Too soft. You are where you should be, the only liberal agenda on your mind right now is making me come. Isn’t it, faggot!”
He wasn’t wrong. I did want that alpha seed down my throat.
He was right on the edge when he shouted, Make America Great Again”, and his cock erupted right into my mouth. I soiled the front of my jeans with a sticky puddle, too.
So much cum filled my mouth it oozed down the sides of my face. I was drowning in it, and not complaining.
“Well, I guess my papi was right. You socialists are good for something. Why don’t you write about that?”
And just like that, my blonde MAGA man pulled up his shorts and left me there. The remnants of his load still sticking to my face.
