Silent Night
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The mall culture sure is dying, considering that we barely saw anyone walk by today. My name's Andy, It's December 23rd and I'm working as an elf at Santa's Village, having an early holiday from college, I decided looking for a job, I'd really just want to make at least quick easy money. My friend, Oliver, set me up because he knew that this would be one silent night like last year he worked these shifts.
In a small clearing prepped to be for kids to wait at. There was me, Santa, and Jessie; the guy running the entry booth, and we are all bored out of our mind. However me and Santa were just making conversation being so far away from Jessie who is clearly wishing he could just take the money and run.
"Is that your real beard?" I asked Santa.
"Why don't you see if it is!" He said with a wink. A bit flirty in my opinion but I won't fight it. I do find the idea of Santa, attractive. I went up to him and yanked it a small bit. He yelped a little as I did which I found hilarious.
"Wow you're dedicated," I said as I realized it is his actual beard, "did you also dye it?"
"Sure did!" He said with a smile.
"So how old are you really?" I asked.
"39, but that doesn't mean I look old underneath all this," he defended himself. I chuckled a small bit.
"I don't think that's old," I told him, "but I do find it funny how you're this dedicated to all this Santa shit."
"Gotta be authentic," he said, "also good to make sure that if a kid yanks it, it at least won't fall off."
"Well there won't be any worry about that now for sure," I told him as the only sound you'd hear was our conversation in this entire part of the mall.
"Not like this get up isn't as dedicated too," he said as he gestured towards me. I do feel kind of ridiculous that the uniform me and Jessie were given are a pair of green leggings that fit my dancer legs snugly, a red elf tunic hugging my lite muscular torso, elf ears that make my baby face look cuter, and the signature pointy elf hat.
"I didn't get to choose to wear it," I defended, "it comes with the job."
"Fair enough," he said scratching his wig, "I am feeling too hot in this though, I'll go to the back to cool off a bit."
"I'll join you," I said as I do feel a bit hot wearing all this shit, "I'll let Jessie know we're just gonna go to the back."
"Alright I'll see you there then," he said as he went backstage. After letting Jessie know, I grabbed Santa and I something to drink.
"Hey Santa got you a cola," I told him as I went through the red curtains. There on the small eating area, sat Santa, but Santa as I didn't know he could be; big buff and gruff. He took off his big red coat, showing off his big barrel chest, only wearing a wife beater and his red velvet pants are far too big and loose but it's thin enough to show a heavy looking mound of a cock.
"Damn okay sexy Santa!" I teased. He laughed a little as he grabbed the cola from my hand.
"Yeah I got in shape this year, been doing this for a year now, but I just really didn't want to be too flabby," he said as he patted his burly muscled stomach.
"Mrs. Claus must be proud," I joked.
"No Mrs. Claus," he said as he took a sip, "but a couple elves like you here and there."
My eyes bulged out at the clear insinuation of him being gay, a bear, and into twinks. The suprise revelation got me thinking far too long, he giggled a little.
"Guess I pegged you wrong," he said, "sorry."
"No, no, no, you got me pegged alright," I said with a smile.
"Well not yet, literally anyways for sure," he said with a laugh.
"Man I can't believe Santa himself is flirting with me," I said as I took a sip of my own soda.
"How about sucking Santa off?" He said nonchalantly which earned a near spit take on my part.
"Man you don't wait for anything huh," choking on the soda, coughing as I answered.
"I'm bored and horny," he said with a grin, "no time like the present, also the entire mall will probably be quiet for the entire night."
"I guess I am bored too," I smiled, "maybe some distraction could be nice."
"Get on it then!" He ordered giddily as he moved his body to get me ample access to his groin. I knelt down instantly as he did.
I was shaking a bit, not believing this entire scenario, I grabbed hold of his bulging erect cock, warm and eager to be released from the confines of this costume. I looked up at him, he held my head and shoved it on his cock.
"Stop teasing boy, get on it!" He demanded with a jovial attitude, I guess even in his sexual moments, Santa is still jolly.
I smiled at him and took his cock out. The glorious bastard of a weapon stood up straight, all 9 inches of it jutting out. Against my small frame of 5'5" it looks like a giant. I couldn't believe it.
"Holy fuck!" I exclaimed.
"Language!" He retoreted as he took his cock and slapped it against my lips, I took it on and started sucking by the third slap, "that's one way to shut you up!"
I moaned at the velvety texture of his big white cock invading my mouth. I couldn't believe my luck. I bobbed up and down his cock. Barely fitting it into my mouth, only able to get it half way inside my mouth.
"Come on boy, I know you can do more than that, all naughty boys do!" He said as he started invading deeper and deeper, my gag reflex was acting up but wanting to prove my mettle, I relaxed my throat and slowly, inch by inch of his cock reached to the very back of my gullet. I was excited to show off my cocksucking skills as he moaned for me, sweet and heavenly to my ears than any music. I know I did a good job because he couldn't help but heave and breath heavily with every movement of his cock rammed inside my throat. He was whispering obscenities as to not make any loud noise to invite anyone from the outside.
The realization that I'm doing this in public has gotten me so hot and bothered that I couldn't help but fish out my own cock to jerk off. My arched back and fished out cock soon got my leggings to slide off my ass easily, apart from the leggings all I had on was a dancers thong, showing off my ass completely. Santa whistled, a triumphant sound, as he leaned forward to touch my ass. "Someone's feeling naughty!"
"Guess someone is a naughty boy who wants more," he said as I heard him spit on his hand and slapped my hole. I groaned on his cock, something he very much welcomed as he took both of his hands to spread open my hole.
"You wear stuff like this all the time?" He asked, I moaned a yes around his cock, he picked the string with his fingers, releasing it with a thwack against my hole. My willing fuck hole.
"Stand up my naughty boy," I did and he pulled me close facing him. He took his hands and held my waist. Not letting me face away from him, "someone wants to sit on Santa's lap?"
"Yes!" I replied, in a fogged stupor from either the lack of air sucking his cock or the fact that this macho bravado of a man is now toying with my hole. His fingers slick with spit going inside my cunt of a hole. Eager for him.
"Good boy," he said as he got me to straddle his waist, his cock sliding against my hole, "I don't think you're ready just yet though."
"No, no, no, I am!" I squirmed directing his cockhead to my entrance.
"I don't want you to get hurt," he said with a smile and a chuckle, "but if you think you're ready then lets!"
He held me and directed his cock into my hole, the lack of lube made it too painful, but it felt so good that my held back moans of pain soon turned to moans of pleasure. I couldn't believe that this is happening. The slow progression to get down to the bush of his giant cock soon came and he smiled at me.
"Look at that, it fits like a glove," he giggled, but this jolly attitude felt sadistic, he soon took his hand to cover my mouth while he stood up, my hole impaled on his spear, his arm holding to support me, my 140 pound weight nothing but a feather to him.
"Shhh!" He shushed me as his cock got inside me deeper than the first time. Gravity taking over as he soon got my body to go up and down on his cock in such a position. Making me want to scream in pleasure. His cock sliding against my prostate, making the entire sensation feel like a dream.
The nightmare of not being able to express my joy was then allowed because from the outside, the booming stereo playing Christmas music got louder.
"Fuck yeah!" I finally said as he released my mouth, my voice being muffled by the music.
"You like that baby?" He asked directly in my ears. I groaned in pleasure.
My aching hole being speared by this brute felt so much like a weapon jammed inside me, yet the pleasure is far too overwhelming, I can feel every single inch of his beautiful cock grazing my prostate. The pleasure of being used like a rag doll got me on the edge and my 7 inch cock throbbing with delight against my abs.
The sensation of his cock fucking me with gusto got me whimpering everytime our lips touch, I wasn't aware of anything else but his cock, if anyone came inside the backroom, I'd be wanting to get fucked mercilessly some more, I don't feel any shame to wanting this feeling to last forever. I'm his cunt naughty boy and he can punish me all he wants, as long as he can punish me like this. I can feel him getting close, slowing down whenever he feels it coming, then quickening his pace to get me all fucked up by his masculine prowess.
His movements started being erratically fast-paced and I know what's to come. A raucous grunt from deep his throat erupted as he took one last plunge into my hole, his legs shaking as he came inside me. Flooding my guts with his milky cum. In the midst of his orgasm I didn't even realize that I too came, my abs painted white, my body wet with sweat, his lips against mine as he slowly took out his cock from my body and gently set me on my feet.
"Fuck that was intense!" I smiled. My legs weak from the entire sensation. I cleanched my hole to keep all his seed inside me. Wanting to keep it there for as long as I can bear.
"Anything for a good boy!" He replied against my ear as he nuzzled my neck. I soon realized we've been gone for too long when I saw the clock, a whole 30+ minute has gone by.
"Shit!" Get dressed. I said in a panic. I grabbed some Kleenex to clean myself up a little as he grabbed some himself and sprayed body spray to at least mask the scent of the debaucherous activity we just partake in. I couldn't help but giggle.
"Hey what is your name?" I asked, "I've just been using Santa to call you."
"I thought you already knew," he told me as he walked off to the entrance, "it's Nicholas," he said cheekily with a wink as he got out. I couldn't help but laugh a little as I followed him. His cum still inside my hole as we got back to work.
To be continued?
First time writing a story. Please tell me any way I can improve and if there's any interest in continuing this little holiday fuck a thon. Maybe even involving the other elf. Thanks for taking the time to read this and happy holidays!!