Uhh yeah exactly what it says on the tin. Wrote this on my phone.
Donald felt it deep in his bones. America was old news. He needed a change of scenery, something grander and more exciting.
Moscow would do. That war with Ukraine was still going on. Vladimir was a tough old coot! He wasn't gonna let Volodymyr get away with any funny business. Donald admired that, and wished he could do the same to these damn Democrats back home, but he knew this war had to end. He was ready to make the trip across the ocean and help the two Slavic hunks mend things.
Most of all he wanted to see Vladimir again. That hunk of an oligarch filled his thoughts at all times. Donald wanted him bad. There was no way it would ever happen, but that wasn't gonna keep Donald away. His body ached even just to see Vladimir again, to get a glimpse of his cocky smile.
And he was lucky, because Vladimir instead wanted to see him on his private boat. They would meet formally in Moscow soon, but for now Vladimir wanted him away from the prying eyes of the press.
The sea rocked back and forth behind them, and Donald watched Vladimir size him up. His heart beat fast at the intense gaze.
"You are pretty sexy, Donald, you know that?"
Donald gasped. There was no way Vladimir felt the same as him. He would never believe it.
"Well, I, I am quite the catch, aren't I?" Donald adjusted his collar. "But you, president Putin! You're just too damn hot. You're tough, you know, and you got a smoking hot bod."
Vladimir stood up and his robe fell to the floor. Donald licked his lips at Vladimir's hairy chest.
"You want to see more?" Vladimir said. Donald nodded. "You want to see my cock, don't you? I can tell by the way you lick those adorable lips, Donald."
Donald batted his lashes. "Oh, Vladdy..."
The way Donald said that made the Russian's member throb. Vladimir revealed his cock and stroked it carefully. He was thick, and his cock curved a hint upwards. Donald loved watching Vladimir pleasure himself. He got on his knees and kept his hands to himself, watching with wide eyes as Vladimir jerked off over his face. Vladimir gripped his shaft rough and growled.
"Show me how much you want it." Vladimir beckoned him forward. "Worship me."
Donald inched closer and breathed in deep through his nose, taking in the intense musk of Vladimir's cock. He held it in his hands and kissed the glans. He rubbed it on his nose, lips, and cheeks. Vladimir was pleased.
"I've been bad, Vladdy," Donald moaned.
"Vladdy must punish you!" Vladimir bit. "You want Vladdy's punishment. That's my American slut. You love it!"
Donald got on his knees, ass in the air for Vladimir to ravish. His cock tented his designer jeans. Vladimir tore off Donald's belt and ripped off those jeans, ruining both of them without caring about the price tag. He penetrated Donald's tight hole, the first man to ever do so. Vladimir's cock was huge for Donald's first time. He pushed straight in, relishing in the tightness and warmth, and Donald screamed, taking all of his Vladdy so well.
"Fuck, gimme that cum Vladdy! Fill me up deep!" Donald cried.
"It is coming soon. Get ready! Ah, fuck, yes! It is coming soon. Here I cum!" Vladimir pounded him deep and his words turned to babbling in Russian as he got closer. "Da, da, da!" he said as his cock pulsed and he sprayed his cum into Donald Trump's most coveted and intimate zone. Unfortunately, after Donald accepted the cum Vladimir rememberd he'd accidentally taken the evil viagra that makes your cum into poison. "Oh blyat!" he said, but Donald was already dead.
