Date: Sat, 14 Dec 2019 18:12:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: robert barhorst <rab2161@yahoo.com>
Subject: santa's lap

Santa's Lap

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True story

When I was a young boy my sister use to have to take me to work with her
and I love it at Christmas time due to I got to play with a lot of the new
toys and was able to sit on Santa's lap every day and tell him what I
wanted for Christmas.  I loved sitting on Santa's lap but first I had to
get comfortable due to Santa had a candy cane in his pocket and I had to
sit so it laid between the crack of my butt.  I moved around several times
and after a little bit I got comfortable and Santa told me that he was
happy with the way I was sitting but I had to hold on to the chair arms
because I would slide down every so often and would have to push myself up.

Now Santa was only at the store for two weeks, and after that I would stay
with my grandpa at his barber shop while my sister worked.  I looked
forward to going to work with my sister and visiting Santa and sitting on
his lap.  They had the same Santa for about three years and then they
changed.  I could tell by the way he smelled.  The first one smelled like
my dad when he would get ready everyday for work, and then the second one
smelled like my sister's boyfriend.  But both Santa's would have all the
kids get comfortable sitting on their laps.  It wasn't until a couple years
later that I was told that they weren't the real Santa's, but I told my dad
that were the same one, it was just that he was getting younger and changed
his smell, so kids didn't know.  I knew this because he had us moving
around on his lap and after a couple of minutes he would moan and say we
were sitting right.  My sister heard me telling dad this and asked what I
was talking about and I told her, and she said that she would talk to her
boss at work while she was looking at our dad.

I didn't know what all was going on but then I was told I was to big to sit
on Santa's lap anymore and if I would go to see Santa my dad would take me.
I asked dad if I did something wrong or what and my dad told me he would
tell me when I got bigger.  I knew my dad wouldn't tell me the truth so
when I went to my grandpa's barber shop, I asked him, grandpa always told
me the truth and he would explain it to me in the way I could understand.
My grandpa's barber shop was in the local YMCA and I loved going there
because I could always go swimming in the big pool they had there.  Grandpa
sat me down and told me that wasn't a candy cane I was sitting on it was
what makes us men.  I looked at my grandpa and asked what he was talking
about.  Grandpa put up his break sign and locked the shop door then we
headed out the side door which lead to the pool area.  Now if you had never
been to a YMCA pool but in the 60's and early 70's the men didn't have to
wear swimsuits due to it was only men allowed in the YMCA.  Now grandpa
pointed out that the organ that hung down between men's legs was called our
penis's and woman don't have that they have a slot between their legs that
men put their cock's into and make babies.  But there are some men that
don't like women and they like to put their cock's into other men and
little boys' butts. And sometimes they like little kids instead of grown up
people to make babies with.  I was first confused and asked if what uncle
john and tom did was wrong then.  Grandpa know who I was talking about (two
regular customers of his barber shop and the Y.

And he asked me what they did that made me ask about them.  I said that he
put their penis in each other's mouths, and I saw one day tom had his up
johns butt.  I asked them what they were doing, and tom said that his cock
was cold, and he was just warming it up.  Grandpa asked if they tried to do
anything like that to me.  I told him no, but one other guy tried me to
lick his cock calling it his candy cane, but tom and john told him to get
away from me.  Grandpa was relieved and told me to tell him if anyone ever
tried to do that to me, he would take care of them.  I said okay and I
asked if I was still allowed to go swimming in the pool with tom and john?
Grandpa said yeah.  Then grandpa asked if I understood what he was talking
about now and I told him I did.  I didn't tell him how I liked sitting on
that pole in Santa's pants.  My dad was my only parent due to my mother
passed away when I was only two and that was the main reason, I was treated
the way I was.  Some doctor said that my mind couldn't understand what
normal kids would have understand at my age.

Grandpa said that was bull and said that I would never learn if things
won't explained to me.  As the years went on I would go Christmas shopping
with my oldest brother and he didn't know about the Santa issue so he would
let me sit on Santa's lap and it seemed every Santa had a candy cane in his
pants after a couple of minutes of me getting adjusted to sitting on his
lap.  To me it was a game I would play.  As I got older and older, I would
finally tell Santa that I wanted his candy cane in my back pocket, and it
would be funny to see his reaction.  I was in high school when I decided it
was time to say what I really meant and see the reaction.  I asked my
brother who was just a couple of years older than me if I could use his car
while he was at work so I could go and do my Christmas shopping and he said
okay.  So, I took him to work that morning and I decided to hit a couple of
the malls and get my shopping done.  My dad gave me his credit card and
told me how much I could spend.  I hit the mall closest to where my brother
worked and after doing a little shopping, I saw the Santa in the main lobby
and headed over that way, there wasn't much of a line due to most people
were at work.

I sat on Santa's lap and he told me I was a nice big boy and asked what I
wanted for Christmas and I told him the usual stuff and the lady took my
picture, then Santa told me he would see what he could do, and I thanked
him, but before leaving I whispered in Santa's ear that I wouldn't mind his
candy cane up my ass until he filled it full of the cream filling.  I
waited a couple of minutes and saw his face turn about five different
colors of red.  Then I headed over to a small shopping center a couple of
blocks away and again got some more of my shopping done and there was
another Santa in the lobby and I asked if I was to old to sit on Santa's
lap and the photo lady said, she would check with Santa and then she said
go for it.  I went and sat on Santa's lap and I felt his cock growing in
his pants and he told me that I was a nice boy and asked what I wanted for
Christmas and I told him away to pay back the hundred dollars I spent on
presents.  He leaned over and whispered in my ear if I met him in the third
stall of the men's room in ten minutes, he had a way I could earn at least
fifty dollars.  I stood near the men's room and Santa walked pass me into
the men's room and I followed him in and I walked up to the third stall, I
opened the door and Santa was jerking his cock and he told me to get on my
knees and suck his candy cane and he would give me fifty dollars.

I looked at his cock and saw it looked nice and dropped to my knees and he
filled my mouth with his cock, and I sucked him dry.  Once he was done, he
gave me fifty bucks and I left the stall and the shopping center.  I went
to the next mall and said the same thing to that Santa but this time I
moved my butt around a little bit and got almost the same reply except this
one offered me seventy-five dollars.  But when I met him in the janitor's
closet, he wanted to put his candy cane in my ass.  Now I only had one guy
fuck my ass by this age, so I told him he needed to be gentle.  He had me
bend over the sink and I felt his mouth on my ass and his tongue was
getting me nice and wet and hot.  He asked how old I was, and I told him
18, but if it helped him he can believe I was only 16, which I really was.
He slide his cock in my ass and it took about three strokes in my ass and
he was blowing his load in me.  My ass was a little sore but the money he
gave me made up for that.  I hit two more shopping center's and a mall or
should I say I got two blow jobs and my ass licked out.

I looked at my watch and saw I had to head back to where my brother worked
because he would be getting off work in 45 minutes.  As I was putting the
money from the last Santa in my wallet, he handed me a card and told me if
I would be at this address Friday night at 9pm I could earn enough money to
pay for all of my Christmas shopping and more.

I told him I would see what I could do to be there.  I stopped and got a
tank full of gas and was waiting for my brother when he came out of work.
We headed home and agreed that we wouldn't tell dad how I borrowed his car
to get my Christmas shopping done.  That Friday after dinner the house
phone rang, and it was a friend of mine telling me how he just got laid by
his girlfriend.  Once I was done talking to him, I asked my dad if I could
go out to a party that night and might not be home till after curfew.  Dad
looked at me and asked if there would be drinking and I said no, and my dad
said it was okay and then threw me his car keys.

I told a shower and put on some nice clothes and headed out at 8:30 so I
would get to the address that was written on the address.  It wasn't to far
from our house and I knew the area well, so it wasn't that hard to find the
place.  I rang the doorbell and the Santa answered the door and invited me
in, there was about 15 Santa's sitting around the living room and when they
saw me, they all sat up and I was introduced as their present for
Christmas.  The Santa who invited me told me to just go in the middle of
the room and let all the Santa's undress me and let them have their fun.  I
told him okay, but they must be gentle, because I'm a virgin if he didn't
remember.  We walked to the middle of the room and he told them my name was
Billy and be because I was a virgin and they agreed.  I stood there for a
couple of minutes and then they all started to surround me and touching me
and taking off my clothes.  It wasn't long before I was naked and laying on
the coffee table and my legs were in the area and a tongue was eating out
my ass and my nipples were being sucked and my cock and balls played with.
I was also kissing some balls or sucking some cocks.  My mouth was getting
filled with cocks and then cum and my ass was being fucked, I would moan
and groan as they fucked me.  I must had been sucked off at least six times
and my cock was hurting.

Two and a half hours later everyone had blown their loads in me or on me
and they were all worn out.  I asked if everyone had fun and was done.
They all gave me a kiss and I asked where the bathroom was so I could clean
up before I dressed.  The host showed me the bathroom and I asked if he
minded if I used his shower and he said no.  I started to soap up and I
felt another pair of hands on me and there was the host in the shower with
me.  He pulled me close to him and was nibbling on my neck and told me I
was a hit.  He helped me lather up as he kissed more on me and I felt his
cock getting hard against my ass.  I turned my head towards his and told
him to soap it up before he tried to slide it in.  that was all it took he
did just that and before I knew it his cock was up my ass and he was
fucking me.  He had a nice slender uncut cock and it felt great up my hole.
He fucked me and I was moaning and groaning and telling him not to stop but
like all things that made him cum, and he shoved every inch of his cock in
me and filled me full of his cum.  He finished and we rinsed off.  Then got
out of the shower and dried off.  We went out to the living room and all
the rest of the guys were gone and there was an envelope on the coffee
table with my name on it.  I got dressed and thanked the guy.

He asked for my phone number because he would like to have a one on one
with me more often.  I told him my number and if my father answered talk
like he was in high school.  He said no problem, and he handed me the
envelope and kissed me again.  I walked out to the car and locked the doors
and drove away.  I stopped on a side street to count the money.  Three
hundred dollars was inside with phone numbers and pics included.  I was
surprised and happy, I got home and put the money in my hide spot in my
room, it was where I put my future car money.  See I had been saving money
for a camero that one of my grass cutting customer had for sale.  I had 3
thousand and they wanted five, I told them I wanted it and I only needed to
come up with another two thousand and I could buy it.  I added the money to
it and am planning on getting a job after the holidays.  You know how it is
hard to get any time off work during the holidays, and I had a lot of plans
for the time off from school this year.  With two more days till Christmas
I had to get my last day of play in and my father let me use his car while
he was at work and then I could get all the shopping done.

I didn't want to tell him, but I had all my shopping done, and wanted his
car so I could get with some of the Santa's that fooled around with me the
other night.  It turned out that some worked second shift as Santa's and
others worked first.  This Santa told me that his days as Santa were over
for the year and the others would be over tonight.  We had sex and
afterwards talked a little bit more and he asked about the car more and I
told him all about it.  Then I looked at the clock on his nightstand and
saw I had to go and pick up my dad at work.  I kissed him good-bye and
headed out, I picked up dad and he asked where the gifts were, and I told
him that I finished early enough that I was able to drop them off at the
house.

Christmas day arrived and we were sitting around the tree opening presents
and there was a knock at the door.  I went and opened it and there stood
seven Santa's singing merry Christmas and then they handed me a present.  I
thanked them and they told me to open the present, so I did and there was a
set of car keys in the box.  I was shocked and asked what these were for
and they parted and behind them was the Camero I wanted.  My dad and family
came to the front door and was shocked and asked what was going on and I
said I got my car.  Dad asked what, and one of the Santa's told my dad that
I was doing some work for a car and they brought the car over.  Dad asked
what work I was doing, and I said that I was working at a halfway house
wrapping presents, and cooking.  When the owner found out why I was working
he arranged to pay for the car and gave it to me for all my hard work.

Dad thanked the Santa's and said we needed to get inside before we all
caught colds.  The Santa's left and dad told me that I had to get insurance
before I could drive the car.  Now every Christmas I make my rounds to the
malls and shopping centers to visit my Santa's and I even see some of them
during the summer months.  The car lasted five years and I was a hit in
high school and even started dating the quarter back of the football team.
I had a job working at a fast food restaurant to help pay for the
insurance.

I hope you enjoyed the story.
Bob
Rab2161@yahoo.com