Date: Sun, 4 Aug 2019 22:28:26 +0200 From: trick Subject: A Christmas Gift (Adult/Youth) (Revised) A Christmas Gift By Wesley Crusher (wesley.crusher@gmail.com) It was late on Christmas Eve. Young Sean tossed and turned in his bed. Outside, a gentle fall of snow coated the outside world in a velvet sheen of white. In 1965 and as the only child of a single parent, life was not always easy. And tonight, on Christmas Eve, he was alone as his Father was working in the factory overnight for much needed wages to keep food in their stomachs. The power lines had collapsed due to the weight of snow that had fallen two days ago and since then only candles lit the rooms; pushing back the encroaching darkness of the winter season. The 14 year old often dreamed about him and his father no longer having to put up with `hand me downs' and the charity of friends and `cast offs' picked up in charity shops. All their food was `reduced' and verging on spoilt as they were cheaply sold off just before they became unsellable. All their clothes were second hand. Hell, even the underwear that his Father had got him was second hand Sean mused, as he unconsciously adjusted his worn jockstrap and turned around in bed for the umpteenth time. The boy hovered over the line between drowse and sleep when he felt, rather than heard, a slight noise in the landing outside his bedroom door. He looked at the door handle and, as he did so, he felt a horrifying sensation of the world fading into the background as he saw the door handle slowly turn... The door slowly swung inward and, in the flickering light of the candle by his bed, Sean could see a dark figure of a large man filling the frame. The boy's mouth went dry, his heart was beating fast; his eyes glued to the figure. Slowly, it advanced into the room without a sound. The boy was frozen in his bed; half propped up by the pillow, his eyes fixed wildly on the advancing shape. In the flickering gloom, the boy could see there was a large scarf covering the man's face only permitting dark glittering eyes to show. The figure was dressed in a long overcoat and wore black heavy gloves which it now slowly took off as it approached the bed. The man had big calloused hands. "Who....who are you?", warbled the boy through parched lips. The large figure, it's glittering eyes holding the boy in thrall, put one big finger up to his mouth signalling silence. The boy gulped and fell silent, his wide eyes never leaving the man's covered face. The man sat on the side of the bed and, for about the space of 10 long seconds, simply looked at the boy. Though he couldn't see very clearly in the flickering gloom, Sean could feel the appraising eyes slowly raking over his face and neck and the top part of his smooth chest where the blanket had slipped down from his semi recumbent position. And then, reaching out with one hand, the man slowly caressed the boys cheek, his fingers tracing the lad's ear. Sean, though frightened, felt a frizzon shoot down from his cheek through his body to tingle between his legs.... In the silence of his held breath, the boy could hear the man breathing as he continued to move his fingers across the boy's full lips. Sean felt mesmerised by the man's presence and the feeling of the large strong fingers as they teased gently between his lips. Without understanding why, Sean allowed the fingers to slip into his mouth; to feel inside; to violate part of him that he would never had dreamed of allowing a stranger to do. The boy could taste the dry dirty saltiness of the man's fingers and yet, he was not disgusted by it; it was somehow......welcome? Slowly, the man eased his large fingers in and out of the lads mouth, twisting and turning them, allowing them to be coated by the boy's sweet saliva which he then slowly spread over the kid's lips and chin. The tingle that Sean felt between his legs remained and he felt a fullness in his jockstrap as the man slowly traced his slick saliva coated fingers down the boy's youthful neck. Without realising, the boy had started to breathe more heavily as he felt strange sensations stir in his chest and deep down between his full cock and heavy balls as they started to roil and churn in his worn jockstrap pouch. Now, using both hands, the man slowly eased down the sheet to the boys hips, completely revealing the lad's lean toned torso and providing a glimpse of the kid's jockstrap waistband. "Please sir....no...don't", whispered the lad as he suddenly felt vulnerable and exposed to this terrible unknown figure that had invaded his very personal space. In the dull guttering light of the bedside candle flame, the kid's emerging ripples of his torso moved deliciously as the youth squirmed slightly under the man's ministrations. Despite the chill in the room, a slight perspiration put a sheen on Sean's torso, further highlighting the undulating six pack of the boy. The lad felt the man's dark eyes slowly appraising his chest and torso to linger at the sight of the jockstrap waistband. Sean moaned quietly as the man then reached forward with his big hands and proceeded to move his large calloused hands slowly across his body; feeling and stroking the boy's smooth toned chest. The boy's mind was a whirlwind of fear, sexual need, excitement and shame as his young hormone riddled body reacted instinctively and with nameless yearning.... Sean wanted desperately to wake up if it was a terrible dream or if not, he wanted to push the man away but his hands lay by his side as though paralysed. The lad panted quietly and steadily in the semi-darkness as he was slowly molested by the big dark figure. The big fingers paused at the nipples, to squeeze and pinch and gently roll them around, causing them to swell and erect. "Uuuunngh...", moaned the kid quietly as the sensations raced from his nipples to the extremities of his body. To his horror and shame, the boy felt his thick cock throb and pulse in his jock causing it to swell in dreadful anticipation of what might soon follow. The man continued to pluck and manipulate the lad's nipples with one hand whilst spreading his other hand wide to slowly slide across and down the boys perspiring torso, fingering and tracing the lines of the teen's emerging six pack. The man pushed the sheet further down to just above the boys knees and grunted with appreciation at what he saw. Sean moaned in shame and capitulation as his groin area was exposed to the stranger and yet he felt strangely excited. In the flickering light from the guttering candle flame, the lad could see the man's eyes gleaming as they feasted on the kid's large stained bulging jockstrap pouch nestled between the kid's strong thighs. The big figure breathed heavily as it drank in the full swollen length of the boy's meat that stretched the rubber and cotton mesh that was moulded to the young lad's thick throbbing shaft and full roiling plum sized balls. With shocking gentleness, the big man lightly caressed the length of Sean's private organ as it lay throbbing and pushing against the rough fabric of the jockstrap pouch. Slowly, back and forth the man moved his big hands along the boy's meaty length causing the pouch material to rub against the kids swollen cockhead. "Uuuurrrrghhh......unnnnnggghhhh....pleasseeee...sir...nooo.", gurgled the boy as tingling darts of pure pleasure shot up from his cockhead to his brain. The man then used his fingers to rub just behind the swollen cockhead that was clearly outlined behind the thin stretched material. "Nnnnnggggh....uuurrggghhhh....aaarggghhh....", panted the lad, his eyes staring but starting to no longer see the man. Sean was panting loudly now, his arms still helpless by his side, as the man continued to work the boy's thick tool with one hand whilst gently grasping, squeezing and rolling the kid's swaddled balls with the other hand. "Urrrrrrrggghhhh....", panted the boy as the man's big hands continued to work between the young lad's legs. The boys jockstrap pouch slowly became damp and sticky with young male juices as Sean was unable to deny his body's reaction to the molestation and, in his yearning, the lad unconsciously started to spread his legs allowing even greater access to his most intimate of areas. The man grunted with satisfaction and rising lust as he felt the boy's jockstrap pouch get stickier. The man's fingers became coated with the boy honey as he continued to probe, rub and squeeze the lad's most private of parts. "Pleeassseee...nooo....uuuuurggggh....unnnnnghhh...", moaned Sean as the big dark figure continued to manipulate and massage the boy's bulging jockstrap pouch that was becoming almost sodden with the continuous pulsing of sweet sticky nectar from the kid's engorged cockhead. The man hesitated and, then, with thick, honey coated fingers, he reached down and between the straps and gently stroked the folds of the lad's young, moist anus. "Uuuunnnnnnghhh", gasped Sean, his eyes widening with shock as he felt the man's thick fingers start to push at the entrance to his rectum. Sean was overwhelmed by a tumultuous range of sensations. Fear had now given way to lust and yet, with that, came guilt. He couldn't understand how something that was so clearly wrong could feel so good. If it were the touch of a girl, that would help explain it but a man? And a total stranger at that? A wave of unbelievable pleasure hit him again as he felt the man's thick fingers tease and intrude just into the tight entrance way to his most sacred of places. "Aaaaarrrrrggggghhhh........pleeeeaaaassseee....sirrr....noooo....don'ttt....uuuuerrrggghh...unnnnghhh..." The juiced up fingers of the man enabled them to slowly advance into the tight slick entrance to the boy's steaming innards. "Pleeeasse..", whispered the boy. "Uuuurrrrgggghhhhh....Aaarrrgggghhhh...!" The loud moans and groans of the 14 year old lad reverberated off the walls of the bedroom as the strong large fingers of the big man pushed further into the kids' tight fiery tunnel, momentarily easing out before pushing further inward. The peaceful exterior scene of the snow covered rooftops and quiet streets that Christmas Eve gave no hint of what was taking place in that dark bedroom between a big nameless man and a young 14 year old school boy who squirmed and moaned helplessly in his bed.... The sweating ripples of the boy's six pack move beautifully in the flickering light of the single candle flame in the gloomy bedroom as Sean tried in vain to eject the violating fingers; to prevent their onward onslaught. And yet......the lad was unable to stop his loud moanings of sheer pleasure as he felt the fingers move even deeper in a final thrust to massage and stimulate his young fucknut. `Aaaaaarrrrghhhhhhhh.....Uuuuuuurrrrrgggghhhh....noooooooo....pleeaasseee....!" The front of the boy's soiled jockstrap pouch was bulging obscenely with the youth's thick throbbing meat and the worn fabric was drenched with the moaning lad's clear sticky juices. The big dark figure was panting with lust as he sunk his fingers into the youngster's steaming rectum right up to the third knuckle and then proceeded to slowly work them in and out in rhythm to the lad's gasping moans, his fingers becoming slick with the young boy's ass juices. After two long minutes, the man paused and reached into his coat and slowly took out what appeared to Sean to be a long cylindrical object. With wide eyes, the boy followed the object in the man's hand as the figure leaned forward and gently stroked the lad's cheek with it. Sean finally saw it was a large thick cucumber about 8 inches long and for a crazy moment, was at a loss as to what that meant. The man gently pushed the fat end of the cucumber between the boy's lips which, again, automatically opened, allowing the thick length to slide in and out, sinking ever deeper with each insertion. The man grunted with lust as his eyes watched the thick cucumber slowly impale the young lad's throat which started to convulse as more and more of it's fat length disappeared into the 14 year old kid's mouth. "Uunnnggfffhh....", choked Sean as the cucumber started to push down down his young throat. And then, the cucumber was slowly withdrawn, it's surface slick with the boys' sweet saliva. The man slowly, almost lovingly, traced the end of the thick cucumber down over Sean's chin and then down his neck and across to the lad's erect nipples; teasing both of them with the rough cucumber end. The boys shivered and moaned as darts of pleasure shot from his buds. The cucumber then continued it's journey between the boys pecs and slowly across his gently rippled abs to rest momentarily on top of the lad's bulging pouch where the man rubbed it heavily back and forth, turning it, allowing it to be coated with the kid's juices and causing the boy to shudder with the waves of pleasure that shot out from his throbbing shaft. Finally, the man moved the juice coated cucumber to the entrance of the boys quivering anus and gently turned it, tickling the moist folds of the boys heavenly gate. Sean realised suddenly what was going to happen next. "Oh God....noooooooo...pleeasseee...no......" The big figure grunted it's lust as it gently but at the same time implacably pushed the cucumber into the young lad's trembling anus.... "Uuuuuuunnnnngggghhhh...." The man twisted the cucumber left and right a little and then pushed again past the initial resistance.... "Aaaaaarrrggggggh.......!!!", screamed the boy. And then into the boys slick inner passage. "Uuunnggggghhhhh.......Oh God.....Oooooohhh....". Sean moaned loudly and uncontrollably as wave after wave of stomach melting pleasure now radiated outward from his bowels as the large cucumber slowly advanced, twisting and turning, into him. Overtaken by lust, the big man started to work the cucumber back and forth with meaning, each time, pushing it deeper into the lad. "Uuuuurrrrrgggghhhhh!!!!..........Aaaaaaarrrggghhh!!!!, screamed the boy as overwhelming waves of pleasure engulfed his loins and brain while the cucumber started to mash his young fat pleasure nut. In order to gain leverage, the man's left hand clutched at the boy's bulging, dripping, jockstrap pouch as he steadily and rhythmically pistoned the full length of the thick cucumber in and out of the boy's steaming rectum. The lad's torso was covered in perspiration which shone in the low shimmering candle light as the kid's abs moved and writhed in pleasure. "Uuuuurggghhhh......Unnnnnngggghhhhhh....pllllleeeaaseee.....aaahh." Breathing heavily and grunting, big man continued to work the thick cucumber in and out of the kid's fiery innards as the virtually naked sweat soaked boy moaned and writhed in the throes of immense sexual pleasure. The grasping, clutching hand of orgasm cupped the root of the boys churning plums sized balls and bloated thick shaft as the man continued to clutch at the young lad's bulging pouch and work the full length of the thick cucumber back and forth between the lad's splayed legs. The kid shook his head left and right as wave after wave of pleasure pushed him closer to the brink of explosion. Intent now on forcing the boy to cream, the big man now reached up and squeezed the boys full erect nipples whilst continuing to work the cucumber vigorously. Sean lost it totally and screamed his pleasure at the top of his lungs. "Aaarrrrrrrrggggghhhhhh!" The man joined him as they both cried out their lusts in the darkness of the bedroom. "Uurggggghhhhhh..........uuuunnnnngggghhhh..." The man feasted his eyes on the pulsating bulge of the kid's jock as he saw thick spurts of boy cream being pushed with force through the rubber and cotton mesh with the power of the young lad's loins and spread across the kid's lean sweating torso and trickle down the sides of the boy's trembling thighs, as the schoolboy's hips jerked up and down on the sweaty bed. The large cucumber was momentarily jerked from the man's hand as the boy's powerful ass muscles clamped down again and again and again. The big figure regained control of the cucumber and renewed the mashing of the boy's fuck nut while the boy's thick throbbing cock and roiling balls continued to spurt out thick boy cream into and through the jockstrap pouch material. "Uuurrrghhhh...", gurgled the lad as the impaling cucumber kept his bubbling balls churning out his creamy boy essence; continuing to envelope his loins with sweet hot pleasure. Sean's flailing arms caught the bedside candle which fell to the floor and extinguished immediately leaving the room in an inky blackness that was pregnant with male heat and odours and continued to reverberate with the fevered moanings of a young lad and the grunts of a man in hunger. The boy's trembling body started to calm as the orgasmic wave passed over him leaving a delicious heavy feeling of pleasurable sleepiness which stole over him. In some part of his brain, he could feel something rubbing repeatedly at his bulge as though a muscular tongue were flat tonguing it, scooping up and harvesting the lad's produce... The thick darkness embraced him completely. ************************** A dazzling sun pierced the thin curtains of Sean's bedroom on Christmas morning and pummeled at the eyelids of the 14 year old lad, nagging him slowly awake. He lay between drowse and sleep whilst his foggy brain stirred, reluctantly resigning itself to parting from the cradle of sweet oblivion. His dream of the night before suddenly came back with such force that the boy gasped to full awakeness; his body half rising from the bed before falling back; a look of disbelief on the young lad's good looking face. Outside, the sounds of children laughing and squealing with delight at their Christmas presents filtered in through the frost rimed windows of the boy's bedroom. Sean lay there, rationalising the situation. He realised it must have been a dream because there was no evidence of anyone else having been in his room last night. All the windows were shut from the inside so there had been no break in. He heard heard his father coming up the stairs, whistling to himself so clearly nothing untoward had happened elsewhere in the house. "Merry Christmas, Sean", called his father as he approached the bedroom. Sean sighing to himself got out of bed. Clad in only his worn and very stained jockstrap, he casted around for his socks. As he bent down to retrieve his dirty socks from under the bed, he froze; his eyes bugging as he saw a large soiled cucumber lying there not far from his socks. He felt his heart pounding far beyond it's normal pace as he uttered a whispered gasp. With disbelieving and trembling hands, he gasped the cucumber and, slowly standing, he stared at the object with unseeing eyes, his mind in turmoil as it brought home the vivid sensation of the previous night, causing his heavy cock and balls to stir and churn again. "Merry Christmas, Sean", winked his father as he looked at the boy from the doorway, his eyes hungrily raking over the boys virtually naked body. "Sleep well, son?" The boy looked at his father, half raising the cucumber in his hand, his throat working, his lips quivering in an attempt to say something. His soft brown eyes asking a question his voice would never be able to articulate. The man's eyes shone with a mixture of timidity, boldness, and compassion. His trembling lips opened to speak. "You have no idea how much I love you ... how badly I've wanted you ... needed you," he whispered hoarsely. "Over all these years, son, how I've longed to give you something special ... something you'd always remember ... something we could ... " His voice trailed off, his gaze drifting down to the boy's bulging jockstrap pouch, heavily stained and stiff with dried boy cream. With the trace of a sly, knowing smile crossing his ruggedly handsome face, he sighed, "And you can't say you didn't like it." Stunned at the realization of his father's words, Sean looked down at himself and felt a flaming shame burn his cheeks and, in the fiery crucible where his needs and feelings were laid bare, he burst into tears. The big man moved to comfort the distraught boy, his arms holding and slowly rubbing the boy's lean toned body until, finally, the man was met with a timid, shy and very wane smile from his young, handsome son which sent daggers of lust to the big man's groin. "Thank you for your Christmas present to me last night, son. Now here's my Christmas present to you..." The man slowly unbuttoned his flies and reached inside. The boy gasped, his eyes widening as he stared down at what the man hauled out, causing him to physically take a step back. The happy laughter and shouts of excitement from the boys and girls outside Sean's house as they played with their Christmas presents were nothing compared to the huge screams of purest pleasure coming from the 14 year old as he enjoyed the special Christmas gift his father was giving him. It was a gift his dad would continue to give him, over and over and over again. The End.