Randall’s brow creased with gorgeous lines of thought.“I don’t know.It wasn’t something I’d thought about when I was younger.And then I started traveling, and I focused on finding jobs that could pay my way.”
“If you could do anything, what would it be?”
The lines on Randall’s forehead creased in thought.It wasn’t an easy question.Tom knew he was fortunate.He figured out retail was the career for him at a young age.Not everyone was that lucky.
Randall’s phone dinged with the sound of an email.He immediately groaned when he saw the subject line.
“A last minute Dear Santa letter?”Tom asked.
“This guy wants me to be a model.He got my information from my boss.”
An idea clicked into Tom’s head.He sat up in bed.“Why don’t you?”
He could already sense Randall’s objection, but kept going.
“I know.You don’t want to be used for your body.But models can make good money.Maybe you model for a little bit and save up some money until you figure out what you want to do.”Tom kneeled beside Randall, energy flowing through him.“Lots of people have done that.There are people who strip to pay for law school and the actors who take roles in dumb blockbusters so they can work on small, personal films for no money.”
He saw the wheels turning in Randall’s head.He didn’t know where modeling would take Randall.Perhaps all around the world.They might not see each other again, but if it meant Randall could have a future where he would be happy and fulfilled, it would be worth it.Maybe they were only meant to be a Christmas fling.Maybe they came into each other’s lives for a specific reason.
“At least hear the guy out.If he sounds shady or you don’t like what he has planned for you, you can say no.”
“You’re right.”Randall shielded his face from the sun, which was cutting with extra strength through the window.He got out of bed to close the blinds, his pert, firm ass on full display.It made Tom’s mouth practically water.
Tom jumped out of bed and slapped his butt.Since their time was probably coming to an end, he had better make the most of it.
“What was that for?”Randall asked, smirking.
“Just because.”
“Oh yeah?”Randall turned Tom around and slapped his naked ass back.“How do you like that?”
“I hated it.Do it again.”
He slapped it again with extra force.Randall pulled Tom against him, and his thick cock pressed against Tom’s opening.
“Santa, I thought you’d be so worn out from traveling around the world last night.”
“You’d be amazed at my stamina.”He slapped Tom’s ass again.
Tom let out a loud moan.He neighbors were away for the holidays, so he didn’t try to restrain himself.Randall kissed along his neck, tender kisses laced with lust.He grabbed Tom’s chest and palmed his hard cock.Tom found himself bending forward and holding onto the blinds.
“So greedy.Santa just saw you last night,” Randall said.He opened Tom’s cheeks and spat inside.He thwacked his heavy cock against Tom’s raw hole.
And then he left.
“Randall?”Tom heard a commotion in the living room.He went to go check it out, and Randall appeared in the doorway holding the string of lights from his Christmas tree.
“You won’t be needing these anymore this season, right?”Randall held up the lights in his hand.
Tom shook his head no.
“Good.Because somebody’s being greedy with Santa.And somebody needs to learn a lesson.”Randall wrapped the lights around Tom’s chest and arms.These lights were non-toxic and safe for children to chew, so Tom wasn’t worried.Just turned on.
He tried moving his arms to no avail.
“What are you going to do, Santa?”
Tom’s cock was ridiculously hard.Randall quirked a dangerous eyebrow at him and used the rest of the lights as a leash and led Tom to the edge of the bed.He pushed Tom down so that his ass had no choice but to stick straight in the air, defenseless against whatever Randall wanted to do with it.
