"Thank you America! Together we will make this country great again," the candidate exclaimed as he walked off the podium with the raucous audience chanting his name. Another successful rally, thought The Donald as he walked through his backstage, with celebrities complementing him left and right. But Trump didn't care for their comments. Or at least, not most of them. There were two who he thought...no, they'd never show up. They weren't his type.
He was wrong.
"Oi, Mr. Trump sir," called out a British male from behind Donald. Donald whirled around and looked deep into the English man's dark brown eyes. Trump, a charismatic man, instantly lost his ability to speak as the gorgeous man smiled at him. "I'm Sam Pepper sir. Honored to meet you, I'm a huge fan."
Sam Pepper...is a fan...of me??? Trump thought to himself, But..why???
"Hey listen, me and my bloke Nash were thinkin' about havin' a right party tonight. Do you think you could maybe swing by for a quick yap?" Sam asked Donald, blushing.
Oh yes, more than anything. "Oh yeah, sure Sam, anything for a fan," Trump said with an obvious quiver in his voice.
"Well alright then, meet me at this address at around 7 tonight. I'll leave the door open for you ;))))))" Sam said to Daddy Trump, handing a piece of paper to the candidate. When his hand brushed Donald's, the Republican felt his heart speed up immensely. Sam held his hand in Donald's for a couple of seconds before quickly pulling it away. "Right, well, I'll be going now. See you later I guess." And with that, the prankster left in a hurry.
Trump quickly made his way back to his tower. He had to get prepared for the party if he wanted to make a good impression on Nash and Sam. This was going to be a fun night, Donald knew that much.
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50 Shades of Orange
RomanceThe Donald, Sam Pepper, and Nash Grier have a little fun and maybe even a "Menage a Trump ;)))" Mature only xD
