I was out shopping for last-minute Christmas gifts at the mall, the kind of chaos that felt almost like a holiday tradition. The place was packed, and every store was bustling with people scrambling for the perfect present. The air was filled with the scent of cinnamon, hot cocoa, and the faint hum of Christmas music echoing from overhead speakers.
As I moved through the crowd, weaving around people in a hurry, I spotted him.
He was standing by the giant Christmas tree in the middle of the mall, a jolly, larger-than-life figure with a red suit that seemed to shimmer in the lights. But it wasn't just the outfit that caught my attention. It was the Santa himself—he was hands-down the most handsome and hunky Santa I’d ever seen. He had broad shoulders, a strong jawline, and eyes that twinkled like he was in on some great secret. He had this deep, rich laugh that filled the air every time he talked to someone, and the kids lining up to sit on his lap seemed to adore him.
I couldn’t help but stare for a moment. There was a massive line of people waiting for their turn to meet Santa—kids, women, men… everyone wanted their shot with this Santa. Even some teens were sneaking selfies with him.
I made my way through the mall, picking up the last few gifts I needed. I didn't expect to run into him again, but as I was headed back to my car, the cold night air hit me, and I found myself walking across the nearly empty parking lot.
I had parked at the far end of the parking garage roof, where it was almost completely empty now—just my car and a massive truck parked on the other side of me. It was so huge that I couldn’t even see my car behind it. The garage was eerily quiet, the hum of the mall’s energy fading away as I walked farther into the almost deserted space.
As I got closer, I noticed that all the overhead lights were off. The fluorescent buzz I had grown used to during the day was gone, replaced by the dim, yellowish glow of the few lights still flickering in certain spots.
It was strange, almost unsettling. The mall had closed down fast, and I realized I might’ve been one of the last ones to leave. I guess the holiday rush had its own rhythm—everyone else had cleared out long before me.
The wind picked up as I walked, making the night feel even colder. My footsteps echoed in the empty garage, and the sense of isolation made me speed up.
Just as I was approaching my car, I froze. I could’ve sworn I saw movement by the huge truck.
Was someone there?
My heart skipped a beat. I squinted in the dim light, trying to make out a figure, but the shadow was too far away and the truck’s size made it hard to see. I took a slow breath, trying to shake off the sudden anxiety creeping up on me. It was probably just my imagination. Or maybe someone else from the mall who hadn’t realized how late it was.
But then, I heard it.
A deep, unmistakable voice.
I froze again, my heart pounding in my chest as the deep voice spoke once more, “Oops, looks like you caught Santa changing.”
I blinked in confusion. There, just between our cars, was the mall Santa from earlier. But instead of his usual jolly red suit, he was now pulling off the pants of his costume over the black combat boots he was still wearing. He had already stripped off the jacket and so that left him standing there in the boots and nothing else as he tossed the pants into the bed of his truck. He still had on the iconic red Santa hat and the white beard hanging down to his massive muscular chest. —those same twinkling eyes—met mine from beneath the mask. I took him in from beard to boots. Santa had the biggest thickest cock I had ever seen and it was hanging about half mast between his massive thighs.
For a second, I wasn’t sure what to say. The whole situation felt surreal. I hadn't imagined bumping into him outside, especially not like this—caught mid-change in a quiet, empty parking garage.
“Uh… I didn’t mean to…” I stammered, suddenly embarrassed.
He chuckled, a warm sound that seemed to soften the awkwardness. “Just getting out of character. You wouldn’t believe how hot this thing gets after a few hours of taking photos,” he said,.
His deep laugh made it feel less awkward, but I couldn’t help but wonder why he was still wearing the hat and beard. It felt like something out of a weird Christmas movie.
“Long shift?” I asked, trying to make small talk, still unsure what to do in the situation.
“Yeah, you could say that. ” he replied with a grin, his eyes sparkling mischievously behind the beard.
I glanced at my car, unsure if I should just keep walking or if I was stuck in this strange, unexpected encounter. But before I could make up my mind, he gestured toward his suit. “You wouldn’t believe how many times I’ve had to rush to get out of this thing before someone else needs me for their selfie. Lucky you caught me before the next job.”
He said with a mischievous grin, his voice dropping to a playful grumble, “You didn’t get your chance to sit on my lap. I would remember you for sure.”
With that, he started walking toward me, his broad shoulders making him seem even more imposing in the dim parking lot light.
There was no hiding my awe as I took him in from head to toe. His presence, the way he moved, the easy confidence—it all hit me at once. It was like I was caught in this strange, dreamlike moment that I didn’t quite know how to handle.
He must’ve noticed my reaction, because his grin widened just a bit. And then, before I could even think about stepping away, he reached out, taking my shopping bags from my hands with a smooth, effortless motion.
“Let me help you with that,” he said, casually placing the bags on the hood of my car. His hands lingered for a moment longer than necessary, his gaze meeting mine. It was like he was enjoying the effect he had on me, and I could tell he as loving the way this was all unfolding. Never one to pass up an opportunity I said. "Got any candy canes left? I could use a good lick." He grinned and looked down to his growing cock and said " I got something you can lick"
That was all it took. I was on my knees in flash. Santa took me by the back of the head and guided the fat head of his dick between my open lips. My lips stretched wide as he slid deeper and deeper. It was like pushing a Red Bull can into my mouth.
Santa had absolutely done this before as he expertly moved me and positioned my back against the giant back tire of his truck. With my head braced against the hard rubber Santa began his assault of my throat. Slow thrusts at first and then picking up speed. I grabbed on to his thick thighs with both hands and held on for dear life. Santa gripped the edge of the truck bead with one hand and the grabbed the hair on the top of my head with the other. Then he got down to business. His dick was hard as steel now and he was slowly pulling out until the tip was at my lips and then sliding balls deep with one slow thrust after another. I couldn't help but gag each time his balls touched my chin. Drool was beginning to run out the sides of my mouth as he picked up the pace. My eyes were watering now as I gave myself over to let Santa use my mouth. The thrusts were coming faster now as he began to grunt and groan.
I looked up to see him staring down at me. He was watching me as our eyes locked and his grunting got louder. The flash of light to my left was a shock. My eyes darted to the left to see a security guard walking towards us. His flashlight flooded the scene. Me on my knees, back against the giant truck tire. Santa using my mouth like a sex toy and not missing a beat. A second later the guard was feet away and I heard Santa roar as he went balls deep and held me pined against the tire. His hips bucked again and again as he dumped his load down my throat. It blasted out the sides of my mouth and ran down my chin. The guard started laughing and then Santa joined in without stopping his thrusting. It began to dawn on me that they knew each other. The guard kept his light on my face as Santa said "Just had one last wish to grant."
With that, he pulled out of my mouth and stepped back. He reached over me into the truck bed and pulled out his santa pants. He stepped into them and then looked at the guard "ready to go. Then they each got into the trunk and I stood to watch them back out. Headlights flowing over me before they drove out of sight.
