“Thanks?”
Tom didn’t want to blink.He didn’t want it to go away.He knew it was going to hurt, but dammit, pain was gain.He curled a finger to get Randall to come closer.Tom crawled across his made bed and put that submarine of a cock into his mouth.It stretched his jaw, but was totally worth it.He loved the feeling of this warm, throbbing thickness filling up his mouth.
Randall let out strangled moans above him.Tom took that dick as far as he could.He savored the salty taste and musky smell of his balls.He held onto his strong thighs for balance.He thought Randall was pushing his face down, but there was no pressure.The guy ran his hands through Tom’s hair, massaging his scalp.It felt really nice, like tender kisses with his fingers.
Tis was not the season for tenderness, though.
Tom went harder on his cock, gagging as he took more of him in his mouth.He could barely wrap a hand around it.He licked the underside of the shaft and tongued his balls.
“Want to try something?”Tom asked.
Randall quirked an eyebrow in rabid curiosity.
Tom lay on his back with his head just off the bed and neck tilted at an angle.Randall lowered his body.He slid part of his cock slowly into Tom’s mouth.He cried out in pleasure, a helpless sound that was music to Tom’s ears.
Randall fucked his cock in and out of Tom’s mouth.Tom was grateful he was up for experimentation.He didn’t know if this night would ever happen again, and he didn’t care if it broke him.He wanted to be owned by Hot Mall Santa.
“Fuck.Tom.Shit,” he said in short gasps as he fucked Tom’s face.He bent over Tom to get a deeper angle.Tom slapped his ass and let a finger hover over his hole, which elicited another helpless sound.
Tom coughed when he went a little too far.He wasn’t able to take all of Hot Mall Santa.Yet.
“Sorry,” Randall said.
“I’m fine.”Tom found it sweet that he apologized.
“This is so fucking hot.I could come right now.”
“Don’t,” Tom warned.
“I can’t wait to fuck your tight little ass.”
Tom’s cock ached against his jeans.If he was better coordinated, he would rub himself.His dick yearned to be touched and grabbed.
Randall lifted his cock and let Tom lick his heavy balls.Tom wanted anything he had to offer.Tom’s tongue lingered past them and flicked along his taint.Their non-verbal communication was on point because Randall put a leg on the bed, giving Tom access to his pink hole.
“You like tonguing that ass?”
Tom was too busy to respond, and a thumbs-up seemed inappropriate.
“You like rimming Santa?”
Another thumbs-up worthy comment.Tom spat on his puckered opening.He couldn’t get enough of Randall’s round, robust bubble butt.He wondered what exercises he did to get it so firm.Lunges.No, squats.
Randall stepped back, and Tom sat up.He got a little dizzy as the blood flowed back to his body.Randall’s sleeveless undershirt was pushed up and clinging to his sweaty chest.And his Santa hat was still on, cocked to the side, which made Tom’s dick twitch with added horniness.
“So who am I?”Tom asked.“The elf being punished for not hitting toy quota?Mrs.Claus’s slutty surgeon brother?”
“Surgeon?”
“What?Just because he’s slutty doesn’t mean he didn’t have time to go to med school.”
Randall cracked a hazy smile, which might’ve been the sexiest thing about him at the moment.
“You’re funny,” he said.The way he looked at Tom sent a volt of fuzzy electricity through his system.But it was replaced by a glint of lust in his eye.“Now get on all fours.Like a reindeer.”
Tom nodded along, his cock twitching.He wanted to take off his pants, but wanted Randall to do it more.He held up a finger.“I know how to make this even better.”
He rolled over to the nightstand on the other side of his bed where he kept stuff for work.For the holidays, they made employees wear antlers to up the festive atmosphere.The more festive a store looked, the more inclined people were to buy.Tom took the antlers from the nightstand drawer.
