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The Journey to Love: Love and Politics	By : sissouthernink1994 Category: S through Z > West Wing Views: 2272 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Full disclaimer below with more to follow for each chapter. This is a work of fiction. I don't own The West Wing- the building or the show. I don't know President and Mrs. Obama, I'm not getting paid for this.

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Full Disclaimer- I don't own any of the following:
1. The West Wing (the show or that part of the building).
2. I do not know President and Mrs. Obama. They are public figures that I highly respect. He is my president because I voted for him and nothing in this fic will bring shame or degradation to his name, her name, their children or the Office of President of The United States.
3. I do not know Barney Frank (D), the Congressman (now retired as I post this on AFF) from MA who happens to be openly gay. I don't know Rahm Emanuel who was President Obama's Chief of Staff (now Mayor of Chicago as I post this on AFF). Again they are public figures I respect and this fic will not bring shame or degradation to their names or their offices.
4. I do not own the following news/entertainment publications/outlets: The New York Times, The Washington Post, The Wall Street Journal, CNN, Headline News, C-Span, C-Span 2, The Advocate, Out, Fox News, and California Times.
Journey Intro: The Journey to Love can be a fun and enlightening one. It’s one filled with plenty of turns and detours. Road signs are misinterpreted, if seen at all. Road maps are useless. No one knows the exact directions nor can anyone give advice on how to get there. No one knows exactly how it looks because everyone arrives at a different destination at different times. You’ll just know when you arrive. But who’s to say the travel plans won’t change once you get there? Remain open to the journey. Sometimes it’s the best part of the trip.
A/N: This fic’s frame (the fourth in my Journey to Love series), in my world happens after Santos is elected President. The first Latino President serves four years and decides not to run for a second term because of family issues. However, he supports a junior Senator from Illinois by the name of Barack H. Obama to become the country’s first African-American president. Obama then returns the favor by supporting America’s first Bisexual-turned-Gay President. Notice how I left out the Bushes altogether? Isn’t writing from your own world wonderful? The fic is set for the current time with flashbacks.
Chapter 1: The Dream
“Josh…please…slow down babe...I’m not…mmm…going anywhere…oh…” These were the words whispered by Sam Seaborn to his boyfriend Josh Lyman as he was kissing Sam’s bare chest, teasing his left nipple.
“I know, but I missed you.” He whined. Sam laughed a little and pulled Josh’s face up to meet his own.
“I missed you too hun, but we have four whole days together and all night tonight. You can slow down a little. We can enjoy ourselves this time. It’s not an over night trip.” He reached up and kissed him, Josh allowing his tongue in. A taste he hadn’t tasted for three months. He moaned at the sweet familiar taste. Sam let his hands slowly move down Josh’s back pulling his body closer to him, emphasizing the need to slow down. Each groaned as their impatient erections touched, causing electricity. A few more minutes of kissing and Josh was near the edge.
“Mmm…Sam…need you now…” He murmured into his neck. Josh had already prepped Sam with lube and was just waiting for the moment. Sam nodded that he was in need as well. Josh slowly entered the prepared place, sheathed in condom and lubed. Sam arched his back and hissed as the familiar pain of first entrance hit him. He and Josh both were holding their breath. Josh pressed his now kiss-swollen lips to Sam’s waiting for him to relax and mold himself around Josh’s cock.
“I’m ok,” he whispered, cherishing the feeling of Josh being inside him. “Slow for me, ok?” Josh nodded slowly, thrusting and grinding his hips further into Sam, each man crying out in pleasure. Josh slowly pulled out and slowly thrust back in. The movement was simple and would seem boring to others, but it made Sam come undone in the best way, whimpering. His uber smart lover would be in complete ecstasy within two thrusts. So far in he couldn’t speak. The pleasure stopped his words, holding them hostage. Oh, they would form on his lips, but they dare not cross them. The pleasure so great sometimes he could only pant and not properly breathe.
“Mmm…Oh god Sam…hmmm…” This slow technique wasn’t lost on Josh either. Ten strokes/thrusts was his record. He tried to pay attention and count once. He thought it was ten. Ten before he was over the edge and releasing his orgasm. Somewhere around stroke two or three, he would hit that special spot for Sam making him dig his nails into Josh’s lower back. Five or six he would hit it again and again around eight or nine and Sam would be done, releasing his seed all over the two of them with out a hand on his cock. Sam would be trembling underneath him as Josh exploded inside of him, aftershocks making him whisper his love’s name…
Sam, Sam, Sam….
His name somehow blended in with the beeps of his alarm clock and California Congressman Sam Seaborn slowly fluttered his eyes, opening them. Disappointment set in quickly realizing that he was alone and his lover calling his name low and sexy was just a dream. He reached over to turn off the alarm and felt the wetness in his underwear and pajama pants. What a way to start the morning, he thought smiling. He sat on the side of the bed wishing Josh were there to try to drag him back down for a few more minutes of kisses. He walked wide legged like a cowboy to his bathroom, threw his clothes in the hamper and turned on the shower. He relieved himself, washed his hands then brushed his teeth waiting for the water to heat up.
As he stepped in, the water didn’t soothe him; it brought his mind back to Josh. It felt like millions of tingles all over as a result of something that Josh had done... a kiss, a lick, almost anything. He closed his eyes, leaned back against the shower wall and suddenly felt as if Josh’s warm mouth had attacked his semi-erect penis. He looked down to make sure someone had not broken into his home and snuck into his shower. Two strokes of his hand found him climaxing into the water and his seed flowing down the drain. Two in one morning. I’m not gonna make it ‘til next Thursday, he thought.
Today was Monday February 23. The Friday of the next week was their 12^th anniversary. March 6^th was the usually the first day they marked on their calendars as a vacation day. Or the weekend closest to it. The majority of their staff members knew nothing of what this day meant to them. It was just the first day marked on the calendar. Neither of their staffs knew of their romantic relationship, with the exception of their assistants Donna and Ginger. Josh’s people just thought he needed a vacation. Sam’s people just thought a visiting friend was trying to avoid paying for a hotel.
This year they were lucky, their anniversary fell on a Friday. It was usually in the middle of the week. The usual plan is for Josh to fly out of D.C. Thursday around 9 p.m. Eastern reaching California around 9 p.m. Pacific. He claims he’s not losing anytime, just energy. That way they each only have to take one day off. But this year Josh decided to take two days off. So he would be leaving D.C. around 10 a.m. Thursday morning and arriving in California around 10:30 a.m. Cali time. Sam would be in his office or Congressional sessions or meetings. Each man had keys to the other’s home, so Josh would catch a cab and simply go to his other home. He wanted to come in Wednesday night, but since he wouldn’t be in the office on Friday, they decided to have a late Wednesday night.
As Sam tried to bathe, he couldn’t help but think that his lover was coming to see him. They hadn’t seen each other since January 3. They would spend Thanksgiving together in D.C. This way, they could spend time with their old friends, Donna, Toby, C.J. and others. Christmas holidays were spent in California, a few days in Laguna Beach with Sam’s family, the other time in Santa Ana with Sam. They spent New Year’s with Josh’s mom in Connecticut. Now they visit her in Florida. Three months of sexy phone calls, e-mails, text messages, letters and Skype calls builds up some serious sexual tension. Before he knew it, he was erect again. This is crazy!!! he thought. If I keep this up I won’t make it past this day, forget making it to next week. This time he stayed in the shower and made sure he was done. He was to the point that if that had been actual sex, his knees would have been past weak and he would have fallen asleep. But he had to. He was sitting in Congressional Chamber Sessions today. And a bored, horny mind was not a good thing for him.
Totally and finally spent, he dressed and headed to the kitchen for a quick breakfast and coffee. He checked his work phone for messages. Nothing from the office yet. He decided to send Josh a morning message from his personal phone. It would be nearly lunchtime for him.
1 new msg sam 7:45 a.m.
morning luv :) u in a mtg?
1 new msg josh 11:48 a.m.
morning babe. no just left 1. on the way 2 another. sleep well?
sam: yea, but woke up in a weird way
josh: how’s that?
sam: hard & cumming fast
josh: aww, u having wet dreams abt me? ; P
sam: nah this was more like a deluge
josh: deluge? that good huh?
sam: yeah & it continued in the shower, twice
josh: twice? what are u doing in the OC?
sam: missing u :(
josh: i miss u 2. can’t wait 'til next week. *inner happy dance* have u heard this song the neighbors know my name?
sam: not sure who sings it?
josh: trey songz. download it listen carefully, ur new neighbors may just learn my name and start banging on the front door *sexy smile*
sam: lol looking forward 2 that ;P sounds like r&b how do u know abt him?
josh: interns these kids always have ipod playing @ their desks
sam: & u listen?
josh: its unavoidable u still mtg w/potus wed?
sam: yeah, should i send rahm a thank u gift?
josh: idts not really neccessary
sam: ‘cause i’m in OC not DC no 1 just gets 30 mins w/potus i’m grateful
josh: just let him know u r humble. U think we will have time 4 lunch?
sam: maybe we meet @ 10:30
josh: i’ll try & clear schedule @ 11:15
sam: ok
josh: headed 2 another mtg talk l8tr?
sam: yes
josh: no more jerking around 4 u ok? Haha
sam: haha u just wish u could see it…i will try my best… i luv u *kiss*
josh: lovely thought my loss 2day… i luv u 2 have a good day *kiss*

A/N2: Anybody else find it funny that these two writers with exceptional vocabularies are so versed in text language? Ha-ha. For those who don’t know the chat language I used here, check below. Please review if you liked, or didn’t like.
L8tr: later
OC: Orange County
Potus: President of The United States (for those not familiar with this phrase it was from the first episode, where Jed Bartlett ran his bike into the tree. Sam was explaining to the woman in his bed- can’t remember if she was the prostitute or not- but his pager said POTUS she asked and he told her who it was. Something like it’s not his name but his title.
Mtg: meeting
Idts: I don’t think so
Abt: about
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