Page 31 of Santa's Secrets


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I pulled free of him. “Let’s change things up a little.” I got off the couch and knelt in front of him, grasping his left boot at the ankle. “These are coming off.” I tugged and tugged, and finally I freed one foot. Then I did the same with the other before removing his thick socks.

“Now stand up,” I instructed, rising and extending a hand to him. I helped him to his feet, and we kissed, warmth radiating from his bare chest. I eased his arms out of his jacket, and placed it over the arm of the couch. Then I knelt in front of him.

“Please, don’t,” he blurted.

I froze. “Is something wrong?”

“Yes. You’re going to ruin your pants.”

I laughed. “I think they can stand it.” I gestured to his. “But you’re about to lose yours.” I pulled them down to his ankles, and his hefty dick sprang up.

I won’t deny my mouth watered.

“What about you?” he demanded.

I blinked. “Whataboutme?”

“You’re… you seem to be doing all the work here. What doyouget out of it?”

I tore my gaze away from his cock and turned my face upward. “You’ve spent your existence giving pleasure and joy to others. It’s about time someone did the same for you.”

His mouth opened and closed.

I helped him to step out of his pants and at last he was naked before me.

Well—almost naked. He was still wearing his Santa hat.

I reached up to remove it, but he stopped me. “Let me.” He lowered it, dropping it to the floor.

I gazed at his bald head. “Oh wow.” Then I recalled his words all those years ago. “I thought you said you suffered from hat hair?” He mumbled something under his breath, and I cupped his chin, forcing him to look me in the eye. “Repeat that, please.”

“I didn’t want you to know I was bald.”

I grinned. “Have I ever mentioned I find bald guys very hot?”

He blinked. “Really?”

I nodded. “You’re a beautiful man.” His chest resembled mine, covered in a down of dark hair peppered with gray, a solid line leading to his groin. His belly was fuzzy, and I buried my face there, rubbing it, kissing it, so soft against my cheeks. I reached up to tease his nipples, loving the shudders that coursed through him.

Santa likes a little nipple play. Good to know, because I didn’t intend for this to be a one-time-only thing.

I caressed him, sliding my hands down his sides, my fingertips brushing the V that led me lower. Then I reached behind to grab his buttocks, squeezing and stroking his firm ass, ignoring his dick that pointed at me, still leaking pre-cum.

“Please… Anthony…”

I glanced up. “Something wrong?”

He gave me a mock glare. “You’re teasing me.”

I cupped his balls and flicked the head of his dick with my tongue. “That better?” Without waiting for a response, I licked and kissed my way along his shaft, tugging gently on his sac. I grabbed his ass and pressed him to me, kissing his belly while I played with his balls.

“Oh. That feels amazing.”

I looked up at him and grinned. “Like I said, I haven’t even got started yet.” I removed my waistcoat, and opened my shirt before taking him into my mouth once more. My head bobbed, not missing a beat as I used both hands to open my fly and free my cock.

“Now you’re just showing off,” he said, his breathing staccato.

I paused to give him a wicked smile. “Look Santa, no hands.” I bent lower to enclose the head of his dick with my mouth, and tugged on my cock while I sucked him, taking him deeper. His hands were on my head, holding me steady as his hips began to pump. His breathing was erratic, his shivers almost constant.

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