A Yule Log for Tanner, a short story by Josh Terrence

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Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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It was close to 10pm on Christmas eve and I was getting sleepy. I'd settled in between my mom and dad on the couch with my legs curled up so I could snuggle with them. My dad had his big, strong arm around my shoulders, his forearm pulling me close to him while my mom picked my feet up and placed them in her lap. There was a fire crackling in the fireplace and the house was warm and cozy. In the far corner of the room, the lights from the Christmas tree glowed against the ceiling and walls.

“Are you comfy?” my dad asked, using his palm to rub my chest. I was fresh out of the shower and my hair was a little damp, but my jammies were fresh out of the dryer and warm. Dad's hand was running over the fabric of my top, kicking up the April fresh smell of fabric softener.

“I'm real comfy, daddy,” I sighed, resting the back of my head against his toned chest. My mom gave my skinny legs a rub down and smiled at me, making me blush as my dad's chin came to rest on top of my damp head.

“Are you excited for Santa, buddy?” my dad asked, and I grinned up at him. He leaned down and placed a wet kiss on my lips, making my 15 year old body shiver while my much smaller than average boy cock sizzled in my undies. “What do you think he's going to bring you, kiddo?”

“Maybe a new gaming PC?” I guessed, and dad just gave me a knowing wink. “Mom, dad?”

“Yeah, buddy?” dad said while mom planted a kiss on the top of my foot.

“Does Santa know I'm gay?”

“Of course he does, buddy,” dad assured me. “And he loves you very much.”

“Does he know I'm a toilet?” I asked, and this time it was my mom who answered.

“Santa knows everything, baby,” she told me. “He's very proud of the little toilet you've become.”

“He's a very sweet little toilet, isn't he honey?” dad said to mom, who nodded in agreement. “I bet he'll have something special for our little toilet when he comes tonight.”

“Is it a poop load?” I asked through a sleepy yawn, and they both winked at me.

“You'll see, baby,” mom promised. “It's time to get to bed, honey, or else Santa might not stop.”

“Do you need a ride, buddy?” dad asked. I nodded, so mom scooted my legs out of her lap and waited for me to get up. When I was on my feet, dad knelt down and wrapped his arm around my short, skinny legs, then he stood up and I was safe in his arms. Planting a kiss on my cheek, he said, “I love you, baby boy.”

“I love you too, daddy,” I swooned, then they took me to my room and tucked me in. Mom pulled the covers back and dad laid me down, then he got in beside me and held me close while mom sat on the side of the bed and hooked my jammie bottoms to pull them down. As they were sliding off my hips, dad engaged me in a deep French kiss that made my head spin. When I was naked from the waist down, dad picked my legs up and exposed my pucker. Mom squirted some lube in his hand, and he used it to slick my boy cunt up, then he entered me and I sighed.

“Did you have a nice visit with your cousins tonight?” he asked, and I nodded as he began to thrust. “You were such a happy boy when everyone went home.

“He was a busy little toilet tonight,” mom said in a soft voice while dad's deep strokes of cock were making me moan. “I know he's going to be even busier tomorrow.”

“Does that sound nice, baby?” dad asked, his prick running deep in my boy cunt while I nodded up at him. “Santa knows what you want for Christmas, Tanner, and so do mommy and daddy. You're going to get your wish, little man.”

With that, dad increased the force of his strokes, feeding them to me with devotion while I moaned helplessly from my pillow until he planted his seed.

“Goodnight little toilet,” dad said, kissing me one more time on the lips. “Have sweet dreams, okay?”

“I promise.”

With that, they pulled the covers over my heaving chest and turned the light off. Memories of my busy day as a toilet flooded my mind, making me grin as I thought back on the small Christmas eve party my parents hosted at our house.

My grandparents came over, and they brought my little cousins Kyle and Jimmy with them. Kyle's 11 years old, and a little cutie. Jimmy's 12, and he's just as adorable. And like me, they're both hungry toilets.

Whenever we get together, we find a way to have some stinky fun. And tonight was no exception. We sat at the table and had our regular dinner, then we each got to open a few presents. As usual, our grandparents spoiled us with expensive gifts. Ear buds for Kyle, a new gaming chair for me and a new phone for Jimmy.

After we opened our gifts, we retreated to my room with our presents in tow. As we were making our way down the hall, I heard my mom call out, “Tanner, don't make a mess. Grandma and Grandpa have to take Kyle and Jimmy home in a little bit.”

“I promise, mom,” I chirped, then I followed my cousins to my room.

By the time I shut my bedroom door, Kyle and Jimmy were locked in a kiss that looked delicious. Jimmy was unbuttoning Kyle's pants while I watched with a naughty smile and hastily kicked my shoes off so I could take my pants down, too. I could hear the adults talking over coffee in the dining room as I pulled my shirt off over my head and stepped out of my jeans, leaving me in my tighty whities.

At that same moment, Kyle's pants came down, exposing his tighty whitie clad boy butt, and I took note of the fact that there was a set of dark poop stains in the seat. I dropped to my knees behind him and planted my nose in the seat so I could enjoy a deep whiff of his skid marked undies while he made out with Jimmy.

My hard sniffing soon turned to deep rimming as I ate my cousin out through the seat of his underwear. My tongue took pass after pass across the large, dark skidmarks while it sought out Kyle's anus. He responded to my ass eating by moaning into Jimmy's mouth while he pushed back with his hips against my face. My head was spinning with pleasure and my hard little boy cock was dripping with precum.

Wanting to get a better taste of Kyle's steamy pooper, I eased his undies off his hips and parted his buns, then I dug in and resumed my deep rim job. We were both moaning wildly as I ate him out, so much so that I heard my bedroom door open up. I paused just long enough to glance at the door and see my dad standing there, watching us with a hungry gaze. Wanting him to see how much I was enjoy Kyle's ass, I resumed my rim job with even more force and intention while he reached down and adjusted the massive erection in his pants.

With that, he closed my bedroom door and left us to our fun. I ate my cousin Kyle out for a little longer, then I crawled around to my cousin Jimmy's back side and pushed my nose between his cheeks. I drew in a long, pleasure filled whiff, then I slid my tongue into his deep crevice and found myself pleasantly surprised when I came across a thick heap of boy poop that was resting at the base of his pucker.

I pulled it into my mouth with a soft moan, then I smashed it with my tongue and swallowed it. With my naughty treat swallowed, I used my tongue to mine for more boy poop while Jimmy and Kyle made out. With my tongue lodged in his pooper, my cousin let go of a few hot farts that made my head spin with pleasure, then I heard him say to Kyle, “I have to poop.”

I remembered what my mom said about not playing dirty, but I found myself suddenly needing to take my cousin's poop load. I also knew that if we were going to have some poop play, we were supposed to go across the hall to the bathroom. But I was filled with so much desire that I couldn't wait.

Figuring that my parents and grandparents were too immersed in conversation to hear us, I opened wide with a naughty smile as Jimmy stood over me and squatted. His plump buns parted just far enough for me to see his puckered entrance, then he strained and his hole expanded. I watched with eager eyes as the head of a dark turd started to bloom between the lips of his butthole, then it made a swift exit and pushed straight into my mouth with the sound of a wet, juicy fart.

“Mmm!” I moaned a little louder than I meant to, and suddenly the chatter from the kitchen stopped.

“I hope that isn't what I think it is,” I heard my mom say as Jimmy's fresh turd pinched off and the tail came to rest against my lower lip.

I had a bulging mouthful and my mouth was smeared with fresh poop when my bedroom door opened and my mom, dad and grandparents appeared. My dad looked mildly amused while my mom looked dismayed. To their left, my grandma and grandpa were smirking as I used my tongue to pull the tip of Jimmy's poop log into my mouth and sealed my lips.

“Is that good, kiddo,” my dad asked, and I nodded. Kyle and Jimmy were watching me chew my naughty mouthful with looks of envy, then their gazes drifted to the doorway. It was almost as if they were pleading with the adults with their eyes. I saw my mom's expression soften and she rubbed my dad's tummy as she nodded in acquiescence.

“I love you Auntie Sherry,” Jimmy said, and my mom gushed. Then to my dad, he said, “I love you too, Uncle Ted.”

“I love you too, buddy,” my dad told him, then he helped me up and took all three of us across the hall to the bathroom for a Christmas Eve feeding. All three of us climbed in the tub and my dad got in with us while grandpa got undressed.

My dad always needs the toilet after dinner, and tonight was no exception. He fed Kyle first by parting his feet and holding onto the wall while my hungry cousin got under him and opened wide. Dad unleashed a massive turd that was so hearty that I didn't think Kyle would be able to take it all. But my cousin's an insatiable little poop lover, and somehow managed to cram the entire thing in his toilet mouth with a big smile and a tiny boner.

While Kyle was chewing and swallowing his gift, dad gave Jimmy his next generous loaf. The stink was so luscious as it emerged from his ass with a crackle, and it looked delicious. Jimmy's boy boner was standing straight up as he accepted it into his mouth, all 3 inches of it dancing around while the hot turd coiled tightly between his cheeks. When it pinched off, Jimmy smiled decadently while beside him, Kyle swallowed with a satisfied sigh and licked his lips with a dreamy smile.

“Get under me, baby boy,” dad told me with a tender smile, and I scrambled to obey him. I watched with glee as his man ass opened up and he served me the remainder of his load, a dinner sized turd that dropped into my mouth with a thud. I was in heaven as I chewed and smashed my daddy's gift, feeling my 3 ¼ inch erection burn with passion while I smeared it against the roof of my mouth.

While I was macerating my daddy's gift, Jimmy got up and squatted over Kyle's opened mouth. With a hard strain, he pushed the remainder of his poop load out and Kyle's cheeks bulged. I could hear my littlest cousin moaning with satisfaction as he chewed up Jimmy's butt pudding, his head clearly swimming with pleasure the entire time.

While I was watching the show, my dad stepped out of the tub and my grandpa got in, then his chunky ass cheeks appeared over my face. Realizing I was about to get my wish, I watched with stars in my eyes as he dropped a hefty pile of man poop into my turd repository. I was in heaven as I negotiated the hefty load, watching with naughty eyes as Grandpa brought his ass to rest over Jimmy's poop smeared face and pushed a pile into his watering mouth.

While Jimmy and I were chewing our mouthfuls, Kyle buried his grinning face in grandpa's ass and lustily tongued heaps of poop from between his cheeks. I watched grandpa's thighs flex, then Kyle's cheeks bulged again and he sat back on his legs with a glazed over smile. Jimmy and I quickly pounced on Grandpa's poop smeared ass, licking it clean until I felt my dad pull me up at the hips and slide his dick up my ass. With just a few thrusts, dad's prick totally satisfied my rear end, then he satisfied it two more times before he bred me.

When he pulled out, Kyle wrapped his poop smeared lips around dad's prick and sucked on it while Grandpa pumped a load up Jimmy's ass. When he pulled out, Kyle got up and squatted over me, watching over his shoulder as I opened wide. He settled his bubble butt against my mouth and pushed a mound of hot turds into it while I moaned wildly, then he fed Jimmy the rest. While Jimmy and I were enjoying our hot mouthfuls, dad fucked a smaller load into Kyle's tight ass.

It was 3:30 in the morning when I heard a rustling on the roof. I could feel my bladder screaming at me, and I thought about treating myself to a soaking in my bed, but then I heard a clatter in the living room. I got up and crept down the hallway, then I froze in my tracks as a rotund figure made me blink.

“Santa?” I asked, my voice filled with wonder as I slowly approached him.

“Little Tanner Smith,” he declared. I nodded as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, then I found myself compelled to give him a hug. I wrapped my skinny arms around his tummy and nuzzled my cheek against his soft wool coat, noting how warm the red fabric felt. When we broke our hug, I blushed shyly while he held up a long scroll in front of him and adjusted his spectacles.

“It says here you've been a very good boy,” Santa told me. “It also says you've been a busy toilet.”

“I have been,” I admitted. “I was a toilet all night tonight, Santa.”

“I see,” he told me, then he looked again at the scroll. “It says here that you're also a very busy boyslut. Is that true?”

Nodding my answer, I smiled hopefully and told him, “I put out for anyone.”

“That's a very good boy,” Santa praised me, then he unbuckled his belt while I put my horny rear end in the air for him to service. While he was feeding me deep, luscious strokes of Santa cock, I felt a wondrous glow around my tiny erection while my rear end beamed with pleasure. I lost track of time and my moans were melodic, then he pulled out and I smiled contentedly over my shoulder. Looking down at my boy cock, I saw that it had somehow gotten smaller, and was now a little less than 3 inches in length. Santa gave me a wink, then he grimaced and grabbed his tummy.

After a magical fuck that made my dreams as a bottom come true, Santa granted my ultimate wish by squatting over my opened mouth and delivering a true Christmas miracle in the form of the most delicious, satisfying and stinky turd I've ever had in my life. It packed every single inch of my toilet mouth, then he watched me with a glowing smile as I slowly macerated it.

“Is that what you were after, Tanner?” he asked while my eyes sparkled with joy.

“Mmm Hmm!” I moaned, then I swallowed the satisfying candy bar. “Thank you Santa.”

“You're welcome, buddy,” he assured me, then he waved his hand in the air and a rim seat wrapped with a bow appeared by the tree. “You're going to be a very busy toilet this year, Tanner.”

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