it was a dark day, the sky was raining, the droplets dripping from the gutters gently pattering against the ground, trump was out in the rain, cold, wet, his wife kicked him out, he was on the streets with just his suitcase, he sighed shakily, the wind was blowing against his light patch of hair, the rain was cold, it made his skin flair up in goosebumps, it was not his day. Obama had been inside, barney sitting on their porch, they had been together for several months and were happy together, barney enjoyed the rain, he found peace in it, that's when he saw *him*, his heart flared up, it was the man, that barney had always saw on the news, the man that obama would rant about endlessly, both sharing feelings for him, how their love for him brought them together, barney got up quickly, running over to him concerned, his hair getting damp shoes hitting against the wet pavement.
"sir, whyre you out here? do you need somewhere to stay? it's cold-" barney spoke a concerned expression on his face
"my wife kicked me out, it would be greatly appreciated if you did, please" trump replied
obama was humming softly while cleaning the dishes, he then heard barney come it as well as another pair of footsteps, "love?" barney called out, obama came out into the living area eyes widening, it was *trump* oh god, all obama could thing that this was the man he's lustfully desired for years, oh to touch and feel his touch, he had to keep it together, he gulped and smiles softly nodding, "hi donald, care to stay for a bit?" Trump nodded in response.
it was late out, trump had set his suitcase in the guest room where he would be staying, he had showered and changed and was currently chatting downstairs with obama and barney, obama was starting to lose composure, making flirty comments, this had been going on for hours, oh how badly obama wanted this, he wanted to two men of his life, so fucking badly this second, that's when he shakily got up walking to where trump was sitting gently grabbing his shirt, he closed his eyes tilting trumps head up to his own and pushed his lips on his, surprisingly trump kisses back slowly, trump could feel the heat from obama's face as their lips collided passionately and lustfully, trump then grabbed his ass pulling him onto his lap, making out now lips roughing clashing, barney then came over gently tilting trumps head back lightly kissing him then quickly moving down to his neck, they fought over eachother, it was sweaty, hot, messy, clothes were being tossed to the ground, light pants could be heard, oh how fun their night would get.
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obama x barney x trump
Não Ficçãothis is in no way serious it's just a joke between my friends and i and i wrote a fic and wanted to share 😫✨ . it gets a little in appropriate, not too bad, some foreshadowing
