"The numbers are coming in sir." Sif said.

"And?" Loki asked.

"You're behind by about 2,000 votes." She said.

"Which counties are left?" Loki asked.

"Fairfax." She said. Loki winced. Fairfax was a Republican stronghold. He was going to lose. He was going to lose the governor's race for the Commonwealth of Virginia to that smug son of bitch Thor Odinson. He turned and looked around the room at all of the staff and volunteers. The odor of defeat grew thick in the air. Of all the people he could lose to, Thor was the worst. It was bad enough the man was a homophobic, bible thumping, Wall Street dick sucking prostitute. But Loki was also horribly attracted to the man. Their last debate at the convention center had been a tension filled performance. Loki forgot half of his lines and was continuously distracted by Thor's large muscular frame, husky voice, and powerful presence. His blue eyes were of a deep and brilliant color that Loki had assumed to be a trick of the camera whenever he saw Thor on television. Women from both the Democratic and Republican parties looked ready to drop their panties on command for him, or give him his vote.

Loki was the openly gay Democrat running in this race, and he'd spent the entire debate trying to keep his erection in check. His usual smooth and quick witted delivery had been ruined more than once by his wandering mind. His fumbling had cost him dearly. Loki's strange performance had not gone unnoticed by some of his constituents either. The evening news channels didn't mention it, but the internet exploded with gifs of Loki looking Thor up and down with a lustful gaze. Damn it.

"It's over." Loki said. His supporters let out a collective sigh of defeat. Loki straightened his tie as he prepared to walk out onto the stage and give his concession speech before the cameras. Loki hated to lose. He'd have to go back to his father's law firm and pick up his old job until the next election. Maybe he could do some pro bono work for some underprivileged people. Make a difference for the better somehow.

Thousands of his supporters booed, and cried when he announced the loss. All too quickly the room emptied out and Loki headed back to his hotel room to get drunk and fall asleep. For once, he wouldn't have to worry about staffers waking him at all hours of the night to handle some new scandal, obstacle, or other problem. Tonight, he'd finally get a full night's sleep and be left alone.

His hotel room was cold and sterile in the way that presidential suites often are. Unable to contain his curiosity, he turned on the news to listen to Thor's victory speech.

"…so that the people of Virginia may live up to their full potential!" Thor said from the idiot box. Loki rolled his eyes at the well-used platitude. "Tonight is a clear victory for conservative values, for family values!"

"Fuck you." Loki said flatly as he removed his tie and crossed his ankles on the coffee table. He broke open a beer and took a deep swig from it. He noticed Thor's wife, Jane, standing behind him with a smile plastered on her face. He noted how the smile did not reach her eyes and that her applause was minimal and obligatory.

"Hm. Trouble in paradise?" He said aloud. The thought made him feel better and Loki played a game then of making up secrets about Thor, to soothe his bruised ego.

"Is he cheating on you darling? You're a pretty little thing. If you're not good enough for him, what woman would be? Or perhaps your gorgeous husband is a severe closet case? I'd take him off your hands. Show him how wrong he is. Teach him how to ride a Jackass, or be ridden by a Jackass, if he prefers." The thought made Loki smile. It also made him horny. Why in the hell did that gorgeous man have to be a spawn of Satan?

The hotel room phone rang then and Loki grunted as he dragged himself towards it.

"Hello?"

"Is this Mr. Laufeyson?" Thor's rich voice inquired from the other side.

"Yes, is this Thor? Congratulations on your victory tonight. You ran a good campaign." Loki said. It was tradition to wish your opponent the best even if you wanted him to die a fiery death full of pain and torment. He supposed it was to show that the loser still had class. Loki imagined Thor taking his dick up his ass.

"You as well. Listen, I hope you didn't take everything I said personally. My base supporters are a little backward thinking. I think you are a wonderful person."

"Do you now? How delightful." Loki said. Thor sighed.

"I know you have every reason to hate me. Look, there are some changes I want to make and I won't make any inroads with the senate without help. Would you mind meeting me for dinner, say next Wednesday?" Thor asked. Loki was surprised by the offer. Usually two opponents did not go near each other after such a heated election. Thor didn't seem phased in the slightest by anything Loki had said about him during their campaign. And he was ashamed to admit that he did want to remain relevant for as long as he could.

"Alright."

"Excellent. My estate is just a couple of hours outside of Richmond. I'd like to discuss improving some of the renter's laws and foreclosure notices for tenants to start. I'd also like to get your take on the consolidation or dissolving of special districts."

"So you're actually going to keep some of your campaign promises? I'm impressed."

"That is high praise coming from you. I'll see you next week." Thor said.

"See you then." Loki said and hung up the phone. He was intrigued. The projects Thor mentioned were both items that would gain bipartisan support. What did he need him for?

XxXxXxXxXx

Loki rolled up to Thor's plantation estate that dated all the way back to the Civil War. No doubt his ancestors had been slave owners. It figured. The home was old and while beautiful, had that slight air of decay that only a century of hot humid summers could create. A butler answered the door and Loki and to refrain from rolling his eyes. It's not that he didn't also come from a privileged family, they were just not so blatant about it. The man was wearing an old school uniform and white gloves.

Loki followed him to a bright beautiful room. It was a solarium and the sun was hitting it perfectly. Thor's blonde hair glowed around his head like a halo, and his bare chest, glistening from sweat, twinkled like one of those ridiculous vampires from Twilight. Thor set down the dumbbell back into its space on the wall when Loki entered the room. Thor grabbed a towel and wiped down his brow with it before draping it around his neck. His black sweatpants were well worn and the elastic in the waist was loose, causing them to ride low on his hips. Loki noted that he did not see a happy trail, indicating that Thor either shaved or waxed.

"Mr. Odinson? I'm sorry to have disturbed your workout."

"It's my fault. I lost track of time. Please, have a seat. My butler will bring lemonade." Thor said.

"Your home is lovely and exquisitely decorated. Did your wife do it?"

"No. No my home has looked this way, more or less since childhood. My wife is in Europe on vacation. After the long grueling campaign, she needed to get away." Thor said. Now Loki found that strange. If anything she would be happy to have her husband back from the long campaign trail and eager to spend more time with him, not less.

"Oh? Where about?"

"Italy. I believe she has some distant cousins there."

"Ah. So what was it you wished to discuss?" Loki asked. The butler came in and served them their lemonade and made a hasty exit, closing the solid double doors behind him. Loki raised an eyebrow when he thought he heard a lock click. They were now shut away from the rest of the house and utterly alone.

"Well I need to know what you know about the Democrats in the Senate that might hold up the vote on the new tenant law."

"Ah, yes. Well Senator Pimbley's major benefactor is the Virginia Home Owner's Association. He talks a good talk about compassion, but he'll block you in a heartbeat. Senator Wilson gets support from several major banks, many of whom are brutal about repossessing foreclosed homes. They don't give a damn about the renters that find themselves suddenly on the street with no notice from their landlords that the authorities are coming. He'll try to stop you too." Loki said. Thor had his elbows on the table and was leaning forward, listening to him intently. Loki licked his lips, feeling nervous being so close to the golden Adonis.

Thor smiled at him. It was a warm and friendly smile, until his eyes raked up and down Loki's form. Something predatory behind his eyes emerged then. Something almost sinister. Thor reached out and put his hand atop Loki's.

"You're a compassionate man Mr. Laufeyson." Thor said. Loki withdrew his hand and frowned.

"What the fuck is this?"

"I've seen the way you look at me." Thor said.

"So? You're a heterosexual married man. If this is some ploy to humiliate me, god help save you from my scorn!" Loki rose from his seat, as his blood pressure rose, coloring his face red.

"It's not a ploy." Thor stood up and blocked Loki from heading towards the exit. He leaned in close, his large frame threatening to consume Loki's and whispered into his ear.

"Not all of us are free to act as we desire. Do you think I would have survived adolescence in this household if I'd shown any inclination to fuck men?"

"I fucking knew it! You are a closet case!"

"Yes."

"Look I get it. Your parents were the types to send you packing to gay camp to cure you if they'd found out. But you're a grown man now Thor. Your father is dead. Why in the hell would you want to perpetuate the lie?"

"It's complicated." Thor said.

"It always is." Loki said folding his arms. "So, is this why I am really here? You want to fuck me?"

"Until your ass is so full it can't hold any more of my come." Thor leaned in again and pressed his lips to the shell of Loki's ear. His arms came around and he planted both hands on Loki's firm ass and squeezed. Loki gasped and his cock went rigid. Thor pressed his crotch to Loki's so that they could feel their mutual desire for one another. Thor groaned and bucked his hips, rubbing their cocks together through their slacks and sweat pants.

"Say yes." Thor commanded.

"Fuck yes." Loki said and kissed him. Far from being sweet, the kiss seemed to be an extension of their campaigns, fighting for dominance and full of teeth. Loki felt Thor tugging at his suit. His belt buckle flew open before his pants disappeared. His jacket was tossed, his tie discarded. Thor nearly ripped open his button up shirt in frustration but Loki forced him to take his time. Loki's breath shuddered when Thor's lips scrapped across his neck. He was amazed at how rough and calloused his hands were and enjoyed the texture of his touches.

"Oh! Oh fuck!" Loki cried out when Thor grabbed his cock and stroked it, teasing the hole at the tip with his thumb.

"Fuck you're beautiful. Look at you. How much do you want my cock?" Thor asked.

"Bad enough to suck you dick on stage with the camera's rolling. Now fuck me!"

"Mmm, but I have to open you up first." Thor said and then yanked down his sweats. This cock bobbed free and Loki realized that he would need copious amounts of lube.

"You are a big boy."

"How big?"

"That's the biggest dick I've ever seen in person."

"Good." Thor grabbed Loki's hips again and jerked him forwards, practically growling as he mashed his nose into Loki's.

"I'm going to fucking ruin you." Thor said. It made his dick twitch and leak. Loki's eyes almost closed, becoming hooded with desire. His hands ran over Thor's gorgeous chest and he delighted in the firmness of the flesh there. Thor stepped away and Loki felt bereft and exposed, naked in the bright light of mid-morning. Thor went to a sideboard and pulled out a drawer, fishing out a bottle of oil. Loki wondered then how many times Thor and done this exact same thing with other men in this room.

"Condoms?" Loki asked.

"Yes, of course." Thor said. He pulled out a Magnum and tore it open. Loki watched, fascinated by its girth and heft as Thor slipped on the latex wrapping. "Get on the couch and present yourself to me." Thor said.

"Present myself? You've got all kinds of suppressed kinkiness going on inside of you, don't you big boy?"

"Earn my trust and I will share that side of myself with you." Thor said. Loki sucked in his lower lip and bit it. He wanted that. By god he wanted to know all of Thor's dirty little fantasies. Loki got onto the chase lounge by slinking up it on all fours like a panther, putting on a show for his sex starved partner. He wiggled his ass and spanked himself. Thor smirked.

"I do the spanking around here." He said. Thor came up behind Loki and grasped his ass cheeks, pulling them apart. "Gorgeous." He said. Thor's face was red and his pupils dilated as his focus became singular. He squeezed out a thick ointment onto two fingers. Pressing them to Loki's entrance, he swirled the tips against the furled muscle until it relaxed. Loki sighed in pleasure when Thor breached him with the slicked digits.

"Have you ever been fisted before?"

"Yes, but perhaps we should start with the basics?"

"I only ask for my own piece of mind. Not everyone is built in a way that can handle me." Thor said.

"Mmm. Perhaps another time." Loki said. Thor added a third finger then and stretched out his channel wide. "Ohhhh…fuuuuck!"

"Not yet. I want to be able to see inside you before I even think about sticking it in."

"I'm a power bottom Thor. And I'm ready." Loki was panting. The humidity in the air and warm of the sun radiating into the room was just the cherry on top of all the other things making Loki feel hot and bothered. He felt the large rounded tip press at his entrance. He took in a deep breath and forced himself to relax as Thor entered him inch by agonizing inch.

"Oh god!" Loki cried out.

"Yes, I am." Thor said, not that Loki noticed. "So tight. Ooh. Lovely." Thor said, admiring Loki's pale sinewy back and inky tresses. Thor placed his hands on Loki's shoulders for leverage and began a rhythm. As the minutes went by Thor was able to pick up speed and soon his hips were slamming into Loki.

"Thor!"

"God damn you're amazing." Thor had never met a man that could take such deep powerful thrusts like this. "I want to come in your ass."

"Next time, after testing." Loki said. Thor grunted and continued the rut.

"I want to fuck you in my office at the capitol."

"I bet you do. You'd love to shove your dick up my ass, your vanquished foe."

"Damn right you tasty bitch." Thor said and then spanked Loki's right cheek several times in quick succession to make the skin rosy.

"Next time you give a speech I'll have to hide inside the podium and suck your dick while you talk."

"Mmm, what else will you do for me?"

"When you run for President and win you can celebrate by fucking me in the Lincoln bedroom at the White House."

"Yes!" Thor yelled. He reached around to stroke Loki and bring him off.

The incredible stretch inside him coupled with the unrelenting slams against his prostate and the stimulation to his cock caused Loki's vision to white out. He was vaguely aware of his own voice yelling Thor's name to high heaven. He was completely oblivious when Thor came inside the condom and lamented that they had not been able to fuck bareback. Thor panted and rubbed Loki's back as the last vestiges of his orgasm twitched throughout his body.

As Loki came down from his high his mind flooded with questions. Was this a one-time thing? Because he didn't want it to be. Was Thor going to remain a closet case, married, and staunchly Republican? Or was the amazing sex they'd just had enough to sway Thor into breaking free of this conservative farce?

"Thank you." Thor said. Loki's heart dropped.

"Thank you. That was amazing. I would like to do it again, frequently."

"I can't."

"Yes you can."

"You could call a press conference and have the media here in an hour."

"No! And you had better not tell another living soul about what we just did!"

"Oh. I see. You fucking closet cases are the worst. In this day and age there is no reason to live in shame. You want to live a lie, be my guest. Enjoy your wretched secretive hypocritical existence. I'll be at home getting my cock sucked by my next boyfriend whenever and wherever I want."

"My life is not as simple as yours."

"And whose fault is that?" Loki said as he yanked on his clothing. He marched out of the solarium with a telltale limp, got in his car, and drove away.

8 months later…

"Cindy, bring me the final draft on the tenant legislation if you would?" Thor asked his secretary.

"Yes sir." She said, glancing at Loki briefly before leaving the governor's office.

"So, what false pretense am I here under this time?" Loki asked, his voice dripping with bitterness.

"My wife is divorcing me." Thor said.

"Found you out did she?"

"She's known since before the election. The only reason she hung around was because I offered her a generous severance package if she kept up appearances for a little while."

"Why didn't you tell me that before?"

"It was a personal failing I wasn't ready to share with anyone, you in particular."

"Why?"

"Because I want you. I thought I could forget you, but I haven't been able to. I've…sort of been stalking you these past few months. I've noticed you're still not dating anyone."

"What do you mean stalking?"

"It's not as bad as it sounds…"

"What did you do Thor?"

"I might have been trolling your Facebook account."

"And?"

"Hired a private investigator to follow you."

"Anything else?"

"Put some security cameras in your bedroom to find out if you were fucking anyone else."

"Fuck you! You're a fucking control freak, you know that? No wonder you have a career in politics." Loki huffed. "I'm going to the police you fucking tyrant! You can't do that! You can't treat me…"

Thor grabbed Loki and kissed him, and got a slap in the face for his troubles.

"Enough!" Thor yelled. "Don't tell me you don't feel it too. I can't stop thinking about you. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't breathe. My life has become the hell you curse me with when you were back in my home. I will not know peace again until you are in my arms, making me feel whole and complete."

"Damn. I want to believe you, but how far are you willing to go?" Loki asked. Thor's whole body tensed in hesitation.

"Will you come out, publicly?"

"I can't. My donors will abandon me."

"Then you will get new donors. Come, join me. Join the dark side. We have socialism and dildos."

"I can't." Thor said. His fingers were in Loki's hair and he was planting kisses all along his cheeks, jaw, and neck. Loki realized then, he'd have to save this poor bastard from himself.

"Not here. Not now. People will hear. I'll come here tonight at eight o'clock in my black sedan. We'll go someplace quiet and secluded."

"I'll make love to you. Oh Loki I want to touch you everywhere. All night until the sun rises." Thor said, desperate and almost crying.

"Tonight. Now pull yourself together before your assistant comes back." Loki said, straightening his hair with his fingers. Loki left Thor's office and Thor spent the rest of the day thinking of Loki and nothing else.

It was dark when the car came and by then the capitol was a ghost town. The car pulled up right in front of the building. Loki drove himself. He always drove himself. Thor hopped into the car and looked around outside before giving Loki a deep and needful kiss.

"Don't be afraid. You don't have to be afraid of who you are." Loki said. He kissed Thor again. They groped one another and gasped for air between kisses. Their lips swelled from the bruising presses and suction and their need pulled at their souls. Thor was already in a frenzied state before he got into the car. He reached into Loki's pants and pulled out his cock, giving him a hand job in the front seat. Thor dipped down then and took Loki's dick into his mouth. Loki moaned and threw his head back against the headrest. His fingers tangled into Thor's golden hair as the head bobbed up and down in his lap. Loki felt his orgasm building.

Suddenly, the driver's side door was pulled open and the flash of a camera lit up the night. Thor pulled off and looked up. And as Thor's eyes met the lens of the paparazzi, Loki came on his face and another flash went off.