Date: Mon, 5 Sep 2016 01:02:41 +0000 (UTC)
From: Db Byron <db.byron@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dipsticks Part Twenty M/b Incest

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Chapter Nineteen: "Santa/Satan"

Christmas Eve had finally arrived and after spending the morning and
afternoon at home with my family; We decided to venture over to Dipsticks
for a rare and special event being put on by Roger and Bruno.  Being the
day before a major holiday, the bar was closed for usual business but that
provided a unique opportunity for the owners to make a special day of it.

You see, Roger and Bruno had decided to celebrate the holiday by giving
back to the community.  They'd opened their hearts and wallets, and gone
out of their way to buy clothes and food for the homeless street kids; Who
frequented the self-serve gas station next door.  This was the plan I'd
mentioned previously, which both men had come up with to lure the kids into
the bar for some fun.

The only way it was going to be even more fun was how they intended to hand
out the clothes and food.  It was decided that they wouldn't do it
themselves but rather they would have other kids do it for them.  So
naturally, who did they ask to tend to that task?  Jacob, Alex, Nathan and
Damien of course.

As per plan, my family and I arrived at the bar early in the evening.  The
boys were excited to meet other kids and to do their part in making their
Christmas extra special.  So once we made our way inside, Roger and Bruno
pointed out the layout of the buffet that they'd put together in the main
bar room and Jeff joined me behind the counter, where the food and drinks
were located.

Then they showed the boys where the new clothes were being kept.  They had
been placed in large gift boxes, that had been wrapped with wrapping paper
and were stacked in the corner of the room, atop of the Steel Puppy Cage.
Oddly, there was also a chair setting in front of the cage; Which looked
out of place at first.

That is until we heard, "Ho-Ho-Ho!"

The deep voice echoed through the bar and we all turned to see Bear step
out of the men's room, dressed in a Santa Claus outfit.

"Santa!"  Jacob and Alex yelled.

"Well, hello boys.  Have you come to help Santa give out all these
presents?"  Bear asked and the boys nodded eagerly, "Well then, you better
get into your outfits.  Ho-Ho-Ho!"

That's when Nathan came out of the men's room holding two little green Elf
outfits; One for each of the boys.  An he too was dressed in an Elf outfit
of sorts.  Of course, his was more naughty than nice.  You see, he had on a
pair of bright green shorts that sparkled in the light and a skin tight
belly shirt with the words, 'Naughty Elf' written on it.

Needless to say, he looked cute in it and I think every man in the room
thought so too.  Although their attention would soon be drawn to Jacob and
Alex; Once they slipped out of their sweats and got into their little
outfits.  Now, they looked fucking adorable as hell all dressed up.  I kid
you not, they really looked like little Elves.  What with their tiny green
pointed hats, green tights and matching green sweaters.

Thankfully the air conditioning was on, because even though it was
Christmas it was hotter than holy hell outside.  It must have been in the
mid 90 degree range out there.  Which was unseasonably hot for this time of
year.  But like I said, thankfully the cool air was on in the bar or else
those little Elves would have sweat to death in a hurry.

Once they were all dressed up, they came over and stood beside Bear; Who
had taken his place in the chair at the foot of the Steel Puppy Cage.  The
sight of them all gathered around was so picturesque that I took out my
camera and snapped a few pics of them.

Shortly there after, we heard a knock on the front door and in walked Max
and little Damien.  The two of them said hello to everyone and Nathan
invited the boy into the men's room to get changed into an Elf outfit like
his friends.  He was happy to do so and before long, we had three good
Elves and one naughty one gathered around a big fat Santa Claus.

I took their pictures and they posed for the camera.  It was exciting to
see them all dressed up and happy to be in the holiday spirit.  The smell
of fresh food was in the air and Roger put some festive music on the stereo
for us all to listen to.

"If you do this next year, we all might just have to spend Christmas here
with you guys."  James said to Roger; Who proudly smiled and nodded
appreciatively.

I could tell he was feeling really good about how things were turning out
and was anxious to get the kids inside to enjoy their special day.  Without
wasting another minutes, he and Bruno thanked everyone for coming and then
headed across the street to see how many street kids they could persuade to
come over.

By this time, the sun was still out and so I don't think they felt as
scared about being approached by the men as they otherwise would have been
in the dark.  So while Roger and Bruno were procuring our little guests,
the rest of us hung around talking.  Jeff and I offered them all drinks to
pass the time and a few of them accepted.  My Dad was happy to get a cold
beer as you might imagine and he and Max had a seat at a table not far from
Bear and the boys.

I handed James my camera and told him to get some good pictures for our
photo albums.  He gladly obliged and while he was doing that, Jeff and I
checked the food that had been placed on the counter.  There was a decent
amount of food there waiting in crockpots and on hot-plates for the hungry
kids.  It smelled so good, that I had a hard time resisting eating some of
it.

That's when I glanced around the room and noticed someone was noticeably
missing.

"Where's Pup?"  I asked and Jeff told me that he wasn't being allowed to
come in, until after it had gotten dark.

I found that to be cruel and even though it was probably at the instruction
of Bruno, I couldn't just let the boy miss out on all the fun.  Knowing his
Master, I figured he was probably sitting in the office on the other side
of the building all alone and that I just couldn't let happen.  So I
approached Nathan and asked him if he would follow me over to the office.

He agreed and the two of us headed over to check on Pup.  When we arrived,
we found him sitting on the desk with his head down.  He looked so sad and
lonely.  I put my arms around him, picked him up and hugged him tight.

"You're coming with us, little fella."  I said and he started barking
happily.

"Bruno ain't gonna like that."  Nathan said, "He doesn't want him being out
there naked before dark."

"Hmm, well too bad.  Because Pup deserves to be out there with the rest of
us.  It's Christmas Eve for fucks sake.  There ain't no way I'm leaving him
in here all alone."  I said defiantly.

Nathan could tell I wasn't about to change my mind and he nodded his head
in agreement.  He knew it wasn't right to make the boy sit in the office
all alone like that.  That's when he had a thought and remembered, that he
had a bright green speedo in the drawer of Roger's desk.  He wasn't sure if
it would fit but it was pretty small.

He pulled open the drawer and retrieved the speedo; Which he then held up
to Pup and said, "I bet it'll fit his tiny ass."

I agreed and helped the little guy into it.  We were surprised it was a
little loose on him but it was tight enough that it wasn't going to fall
off.

"There we go.  Good thinking, Nate."  I said and the three of us headed
back to the main room of the bar.

Once there, I placed Pup in the dance-cage that was setting on the counter
and he made himself comfortable.  There were candy canes hanging on the
bars of the cage; Which he reached for, unwrapped and began sucking on.
Seeing this, I decided to do the same and the next thing I knew, we were
both sucking on candy canes; While we watched the others gathering around
to talk.

That's when I happened to notice Damien sitting in Bear's lap.  The boy had
made himself comfortable in jolly Saint Nick's fat lap and was obviously
telling him what he wanted for Christmas.  I couldn't hear what they were
saying from where I was, because of the music but judging from the way Bear
was nodding and casually rubbing the boys' leg; I got the impression that
the man was going to try and make good on Damien's wishes.

Not long after that, the boy hopped down from Bear's lap and returned to
have a seat beside his Uncle Max at the table with my Dad and James.
That's when both Jacob and Alex felt that it was their turn to tell Santa
what they wanted.  They each climbed up on the man's knees and shared a
short word with him.  An while they did, James took their picture.  I could
just imagine that one being made into an 8"x10" photo and placed on our
fireplace mantle.

In fact, I was totally envisioning it, while we waited for Bruno and Roger
to return.  Speaking of which, shortly there after the front door opened
and the two men came back inside with a number of kids from across the
street.  There were both boys and girls but mostly boys.  An they ranged in
age from very young to early teens.  I could never quite wrap my head
around the idea of a preteen wandering the streets alone but nonetheless,
there they were and they looked really surprised as they walked into the
bar.

I watched as they were escorted over to Bear in his Santa Claus outfit and
introduced them.  Jacob and Alex hopped down from the man's lap and took
their places beside him, along with Damien and Nathan.  That's when I came
over and took my camera from James in order to take a few pictures of each
of the kids as they had a seat on Santa's lap.  It wasn't that I didn't
trust my Brother to get a good picture of them or anything, I just wanted
to be the one to do it.

I know that sounds a little selfish but it's not often you get to see some
less fortunate kids having their day brightened up by a visit from Santa
Claus.  I snapped a ton of pictures and tried my best to catch the emotions
on their little faces.  Some were smiling, some were crying, and others
looked so surprised by the whole ordeal, that they didn't know quite how to
react.

They didn't know what to say when the man asked them to climb into his lap
and he proceeded to ask them what they wanted for Christmas.  You can
imagine the emotional responses that got from each of the kids and I know
Bear was having a hard time holding back tears as he listened to them.  He
gave each a tight hug and like any good Santa impersonator would do, he
promised to do his best to make their wishes come true.  But in the
meantime, he offered them a free meal and a present.

That's when Nathan, Jacob, Alex and Damien worked to figure out the right
size clothes for the kids and handed out the appropriate gift boxes as best
they could.  It was a challenge to be sure but luckily the clothes that
each box contained was rather simple and adjustable.  They weren't exactly
a one-size-fits-all but they were close enough, that if something didn't
fit, then the kids could swap out and get a closer fit.

It took a little while for the presents to be handed out but once they
were, Bruno brought the kids over to the counter; Where Jeff and I helped
fix them each a plate of food.  An I think that made the kids happier than
receiving any gift.  Some even cried as they were handed their plate of
delicious food and it was so emotional to see, that even I had to hold back
my own tears.

It was a powerful thing to witness and I think it was good for all of us to
take part in.  Especially for Jacob, Alex and Damien; Who had never gone
without food or clothing a day in their lives.  It was important for them
to see that there were kids less fortunate than them in the world and that
there were people who cared about them.

Roger might have been a sick-twisted-fuck but he had a heart and it was on
full display during this make-shift Christmas Eve party for the homeless
kids.  He sat with them at the tables along the back wall of the bar and
really did his best to show them that he cared about them.  Bruno joined
him and it became clear that they were trying their best to warm up to the
kids.

It must have worked, because by the time they'd all finished their meal;
Roger and Bruno had convinced a half a dozen or so of them to spend the
evening at the bar, for what they said was going to be a slumber-party.
Not all of them was convinced however, and those who weren't persuaded
returned to the self-serve gas station across the street with their gifts
in hand.  I held the front door open for them and watched as they crossed
the quiet street.  The street lights had just come on as they ducked around
the side of the building and out of sight.

It was sad to see so many deciding to return to their life in the shadows
but I guess when you've only known that way of life, it can be very
difficult to change.  It was around this same time, that my Dad and James
gathered our boys together, and they ate what was left of the food.  Though
they weren't all that hungry nor was there all that much left, it made it
easier for us to clean up once all the food was gone.

After which, my Dad told me that he was going to call it a night; Since he
wanted to get the boys back home and tucked into bed in preparation for
Christmas.  Needless to say, both Jacob and Alex were eager to get home.
They knew Santa Claus would be coming in the night and they needed to get
to sleep before he arrived.  I reminded Jacob to make sure he put out a
plate of cookies and milk for the jolly fat man and he promised he would.

Little did he know, that I was actually going to be the one eating that
midnight snack.  You see, I had been tasked with putting out the presents
under the Christmas tree this year.  An at that moment, I had them stashed
in the backroom of Dipsticks; Where I could pick them up later and place in
my truck for the drive home, without either of the boys being any the
wiser.

I gave my Son a hug and told him I loved him.  Then I told Alex, James and
my Dad, that I'd see them in the morning.  An with that, they headed out
the door to leave.  Once I was sure they were on their way home, I returned
to the counter to tell Roger I was going to grab my family's presents from
the backroom.

However, before I cold, Bruno happened to be sitting there at the counter
and spotted Pup for the first time sitting in the dance-cage.

He looked at the boy sucking on his candy cane and asked, "Hey, how did you
get in there?"

Pup being the good little slave boy he was, pointed right at me and I
gulped nervously.

That's when Bruno shook his head at me and said, "I should have known."

"You're in trouble now, Mark."  Nathan remarked, before picking up a
crockpot from the counter to place in the sink for cleaning.

I glanced over at him and shot him a look.

Then Bruno said, "He ain't the only one.  That green speedo ain't come
outta thin air.  You just as guilty, boy."

Hearing that, Nathan rolled his eyes, shrugged his shoulders and began to
clean the crockpot in the sink behind the counter.  He wasn't about to let
anything the man said bother him and I had to admire that about the kid.
Just then, Bruno got up from his seat at the counter and helped himself to
a handful of candy canes from the bars of the dance-cage.

He put one in his mouth and then turned to me say, "Go take care of your
business, so we can get these little play-things settled in for the night."

I felt like he was letting me off easy and I nodded to him, before heading
to the backroom.  It didn't take me long to grab the presents and place
them in my truck for safe keeping.  Once I had them locked in the front
seat of the truck, I returned to the main room of the bar and found that
each of the street kids was now sucking on a candy cane.

That's also when Jeff and Nathan finished with the dishes and I came around
to my spot behind the counter.  An once there, I was told by Jeff, that
things were about to get exciting.  He then stepped over to the front door
and picked up the hand-held metal detector; Which he then carried out of
the room as he made his way to the backroom.

Meanwhile, Nathan locked the place down and drew the blinds.  This was my
indication that we were about to switch to some sort of after hours
session.  It might not have been that late in the evening but the bar was
indeed closed and just like we usually did a few times a week; We prepared
for the after hours clientele.

The word had apparently gotten around, that there was going to be a special
get together this Christmas Eve and it wasn't long before the sound of the
backroom door bell began echoing through the building.  An that's when
Bruno and Roger made their move.  They brought the kids into the middle of
the room and proceeded to try and talk them out of their old dirty clothes.

Now as you might imagine, this was not exactly an easy thing to do.  So
like any naughty Elf would, Nathan encouraged them to get naked with him.
He stripped down out of his shorts and shirt.  Then he started shaking his
ass to the music that was playing.  This motivated a few of the kids to
begin removing some of the clothes but it wasn't until Damien got into the
mix, that things really started to get interesting.

The boy, who was a nudist by nature had no trouble getting out of his
little Elf outfit.  He stripped down naked and that quickly got the
attention of Bear.  An he quickly developed a tent in the front of his red
velvet suit.  His big old dick was rising to the occasion and every kid in
the room took notice.

He approached Damien, put his arms around the little naked boy and said to
the other kids, "Ho-ho-ho!  Don't be shy.  Come on and get naked for
Santa."

That seemed to be the final nudge the kids needed to get undressed and by
the time the first men had begun coming in through the backdoor; The room
had become filled with naked homeless boys.  They took their cues from
Damien and Nathan; Who encouraged them to dance and have fun.  An as they
did, a small crowd of after hours men gathered around.

I did my part and offered to make them a drink.  Many accepted and among
them, Max began drinking a few beers.  He made himself comfortable at the
counter and got right into the swing of things.  In fact, he was the first
man of the night to get naked.  You know, because he was a nudist too and
seeing his little boy naked made him want to join him.  An that motivated
others to join in with the nakedness.

Soon there were men stripping off their clothes and taking advantage of the
naked street kids.  This was naturally met with some resistance on the part
of the kids but with a firm hand and a steady grip, they were made to
submit to the will of the men.  It was a little tough to see those innocent
boys being made to touch and suck a man's dick like they were but I knew
that had all been part of the plan from the onset.

Not wanting to see any of them being forced against their will, I turned my
focus to serving drinks and conversing with Pup.  The boy kept me company
and on a special level, also kept my conscience clear.  The two of us kept
to ourselves and tried not to listen to the sound of crying and whimpering
taking place around us.

This went on just long long enough for Bruno and Roger to get stripped down
to next to nothing.  At which point, they invited the men to come and try
out the new sex furniture in the patio.  An that's when pretty much
everyone headed outside; Where I can only imagine things got pretty kinky.
You know, because I didn't go out there to find out.  Well, at least not at
first.

Sure I was curious but I was perfectly content hanging out with Pup, Max
and Damien; Who had gathered at the counter.  It was there, that the Uncle
and Nephew team sat as close as they could to Pup at the end of the counter
and made it a point to befriend him.  I guess maybe they thought he looked
lonely in his cage all by himself and needed some cheering up.  But I
promise you, he was perfectly fine and pleasantly amused as he watched the
room from his perch.

Although, he had now somehow managed to get himself naked without me
noticing.  A fact, that I had not realized until Max reached inside the
cage and retrieved the green speedo.  He held it up and I glance over to
see Pup's sexy little black body on full display inside the cage.

"Well, looks like everyone's getting naked but me."  I said with a wink.

That's when Max said, "Oh, give us some time and we'll work on that."

Hearing that, I blushed and grinned.  Little did I know, that he intended
to get me drunk.  Not only me but Damien too.  The man began to order round
after round of drinks and offered them to both me and his little boy.  Now
even though I didn't believe in serving boys alcohol, I wasn't about to
stand in the way of another man serving it to them.

I don't know how long the three of us hung out there drinking but at some
point, I was feeling very buzzed and decided to lay my head down on the
counter for a moment.  It was as I did so, that I glanced over and noticed
that I wasn't alone.  Little Damien had his head resting on the counter as
well and I'm pretty sure he'd fallen asleep.

The poor little fella was so drunk, that when his Uncle Max reached over to
fondle him, he didn't even move.  He just moaned a little bit and made some
mumbling noises.  I'm guessing that the boys' lack of interest must have
put Max right off the idea of going any further with him; Because the next
thing I knew, he was stumbling his way out the door to the patio.

An that's when Bear happened to return from outside and made his way over
to the counter.  Surprisingly, he was still dressed in his Santa Claus
outfit.  Although, judging from the wet spot in the crotch of red velvet
suit, I could see that he had been leaking tons of precum.  Plus he was
sporting a big tent if you know what I mean.

No sooner than he reached the counter, he saw Damien sitting there slouched
over at the bar with his little green Elf hat on and was quick to grab him
a feel.  I watched as he crept up behind the boy and reached his hands
around him.  He fondled the boys' tiny cocklet and smiled across the
counter at me.

Again Damien mumbled something but didn't move a muscle.  He was clearly
too drunk to do much of anything else or so I thought.  So I had little
worry about him getting up to any trouble in the near term.  At least,
that's what I was thinking when I asked Bear if he'd keep an eye on the
little guy for a moment; While I took a break to see what all was going on
out on the patio.

I know, I said I wasn't going to but come on, that's where all the action
was.  You didn't really think I was going to ignore all that and leave it
out of the story did you?  Hell no.  So as I was saying, my curiosity got
the best of me and I decided to head outside.  Seeing as how Pup was the
only sober person in the room, I picked him to be my designated driver for
the evening.  Or would that be designated walker?

Well, whatever you want to call it, I released him from his cage and backed
myself up to the counter.  He crawled out and came right over to me.  An
that's when I told him to climb up on my back.  That got him excited and he
eagerly climbed up onto my back and put his arms around my neck, while I
held onto his little feet as they wrapped around my waist.

Then the two of us made our way out to the patio.  I was stumbling a bit
myself but with the boy on my back I was very careful not to fall and I
think he even helped to keep my balance.  We stepped through the side door
and quickly discovered what all the hub-bub was about.  I think we were
both surprised to find that the sex furniture had been very well received
and was getting some serious use.  There were men and boys fucking
everywhere.  An I mean everywhere.

In the dim light of the black-lights, we could just make out the sight of
bodies moving around atop the wooden sex furniture.  The sounds of moans,
groans and crying filled the air as we walked through the crowded patio to
approach Bruno and Roger; Who had themselves a little homeless boy, cuffed
down to the Bondage Horse Bench.  Both men were tag-teaming the boy from
each end.  Roger had his big pierced dick shoved up the kids ass and Bruno
had his big black dick shoved down his throat.

That left the boy very little choice but to endure the fucking and raping
of both of his holes.  He couldn't even cry out for help, because his mouth
was stuffed with dick.  Seeing the boy in such a compromising and helpless
position, I thought it would be funny to add one more to the mix.  I
brought Pup over to the boy and lowered him down onto his back.

He climbed onto the helpless boys' back and rode him like a horse, while
his Master face-fucked the boy and Roger reamed out his filthy little
asshole.  Both men weren't put off at all by Pup's presence in the middle
of their fun.  In fact, I think Bruno really enjoyed having him there.  I
watched as the man reached down and pet his little Slave Boy and Pup smiled
back at him, between licks of his candy cane.

That's when I left the four of them to their fun and made my way around the
room.  I guess I couldn't help but explore the various partnerships that
had developed.  Along one wall of the patio, I saw that Jeff had cuffed
another homeless boy into the Wooden Sex Cross.  At least, I'm assuming it
was a boy.  They had their back to me and Jeff was currently going balls
deep in their ass.  An he wasn't alone.

There were two random men standing to either side of him, waiting their
turn at the kid.  Each of which, had their dicks in their hands and were
slowly masturbating.  Seeing my old trucker buddy in the middle of fucking
some kid, I stepped up behind him, reached my hand around him and felt my
way through his thick chest hair.

He turned to me and I said, "I hope you left your Prince Albert in.  He
needs to feel that shit all the way up there."

"Oh you know it buddy."  He replied and I moved my hand up to pinch his
left nipple.

I know that made his dick throb in the kids' ass and it made me smile.
Then I gave him a playful grope of his hairy ass, before making my way over
to the next interesting couple.  Well, it wasn't really a couple but more
of a gang.  You see, I stepped over to the Sex Swing in the back corner of
the patio and found Max, laying back in the stirrups with some dude
mounting his ass.

It wasn't common to see Max giving up his ass to anyone but I suppose he
must have been more drunk than he had led on.  At least, that's what I was
telling myself and I was pretty sure that, that's the very same excuse he'd
use if confronted with explaining his situation.

Nevertheless, he looked rather content laying there with a big smile on his
face and some dudes' dick working his hairy asshole.  He also had a pair of
dicks in his hands as he took the fucking.  There was a man standing on
either side of him and he was just stroking them without a care in the
world.  While all the while, another man stood behind his head, jacking his
dick and occasionally placing his hairy nuts in Max's face.

Seeing the guy getting tea-bagged was amusing in ways I can't even explain.
I just couldn't help but chuckle to myself as I watched that.  I must have
stood there taking in the sight for a few minutes, before moving on to find
other things of interest.  After all, there was plenty going on to keep me
entertained.

Though, I have to say that I didn't know any of the other men or boys as
intimately as I did the previous ones I mentioned.  Nevertheless, there
were several burly bikers and roughnecks availing themselves of the
homeless boys.  There was a group going at it, at the X Shaped Wooden Sex
Rack with some very young boy chained into it.  He had a ball-gag in his
mouth but he was crying pretty heavily.  The sound of his cries only served
to turn the horny fuckers on and even I was getting excited listening to
it.

So it was a good thing that as my dick grew harder in my jeans, that I
happened upon a leather-clad man, kneeling on his knees with a collar
around his neck.  He was lashed to the Leashing Post near the front gate of
the patio and I approached him.  All I had to do was pull open the flap of
my jeans and he gladly offered to suck my dick.

He must have done so for a good 10mins or so, before another man came over
and asked if he could cut in.  I didn't mind and allowed him to take my
place.  However, it was about that same time, that I suddenly felt the need
to take a piss and instead of heading back inside to use the toilet, I
decided to piss all over the leather-clad guy.

It must have been all that beer and liquor I'd been drinking, that had
filled my bladder so full; Because I took one long, healthy piss all over
the guy.  It felt so fucking good coming out, that it was almost as good as
an orgasm.  It made me shiver with pleasure as I drained my lizard and
soaked the guy in the most pungent smelling piss I'd ever taken.

Now you would have thought this might have offended the guy but actually he
seemed to really enjoy that.  In fact, my actions must have sparked a
pissing frenzy, because the next thing I knew, there were another couple of
guys gathering around to take a piss on the guy.  Thankfully I had fully
relieved myself by then and was able to step back before the torrent of
piss started flying everywhere.

I mind not mind pissing on someone but I'm not a big fan of getting piss on
me.  Especially in my cummy-jeans.  I like to have the scent of cum on me
and not the scent of fresh urine.  That shit just stinks if you ask me.
Anyway, where was I?  Oh, that's right, I left the men to use the other as
a toilet and headed back inside to check back in on Damien and Bear.

That's when I had to do a double-take, when I didn't see them at the
counter.  To my surprise, the two of them had moved across the room from
where they'd been when I'd left and were now sitting together in the chair
in front of the Steel Puppy Cage.  Bear was sitting there all dressed up in
his Santa suit with Damien resting comfortably on his knee.

I remember thinking they looked very cute together and if I had thought to
grab my camera to take their picture I would have.  Unfortunately, I was
still in the midst of a drunken daze and couldn't think that far ahead.

Being the curious man I was, I ventured over and watched as the man groped
and molested the little drunken boy.  What can I say, I found it amusing to
see the little guy getting touched inappropriately by a man dressed as a
beloved holiday character.  Or at least, that's what I thought I was
witnessing.

You see, that's where things got a bit creepy and I don't honestly know
what the fuck happened.  I mean, things got real or maybe they got unreal
or maybe they just got fucking twisted as shit.  Fuck it, I'll leave it up
to you to figure this out.

I walked over to the pair and asked jokingly, "What'cha fellas up to?"

That's when Bear or was it Santa; Who looked to me and replied, "We're
waiting from Christmas morning so I can give this sweet little thing his
present."

"Oh yeah?  Hmm, what did he ask Santa for this year?"  I asked, again
jokingly.

That's when the man took hold of Damien's hand and guided it down into his
red velvet suit.

"Oh Santa, Mmmmmm!"  The boy moaned drunkenly.

"Ho-ho-ho hold on to Santa's dick.  That's it.  Hold it tight."  Santa
said, "An give it a good squeeze.  'Cause Santa's gonna give it to you
tonight."

Hearing that, I thought back to earlier in the day and wondered if that was
in fact the wish Damien had asked for while on Bear's lap.

To the man's delight, the boy leaned his head against his chest and mumbled
softly, something that sounded like, "Make me your bitch, Santa."

Then Santa chuckled and I could have sworn I heard him mention something
about Jacob having wanted the same thing the year before.  I wasn't sure if
I'd heard him right, so I pulled up a chair and had a seat a few feet from
them.

An then to clarify I asked, "Did you say Jacob?  My boy Jacob?"

My asking my have offended the old man, because his eyes grew slanted as he
slowly turned and looked deep into my eyes.  For some reason, I found his
deep penetrating stare to be very unnerving and it gave me the shivers.

"Ho-ho-ho, oh yes.  Your Jacob...  That little fucker is one great piece of
ass.  Fucking him made the whole trip around the world worth while."  He
replied to my shock, "I gave his stocking a royal pounding, oh yes I did.
I raped your little boy, that slut, your kid."

Hearing that, I nearly gasped in utter shock and surprise.  Though not so
much at the thought of it happening as the idea of Jacob not telling me
about it.  But then I started to really think about what was being said.
Santa fucked my Son?  Seriously?  Could that have really happened.  Santa
isn't even real, is he?  I sat pondering to myself, while I watched jolly
Saint Nick a steadily fondling.

The man caressed the boy closely and said, "You've been such a good boy I
hear.  Sharing your ass with only your fellow nudists this year.  I'm so
proud that you've been so selective.  It's not often I hear, of a little
Elf with a rear made for fucking, everyday of the year."

"Thank you, Santa."  Damien replied drunkenly.

"Hmm, that being the case I suppose; If I really want to fuck you, I shall
have to shed these clothes."  The man said.

Damien nodded his head slowly and the man gently let him down from his
knee.  Then before disrobing, he took hold the boys' little green Elf hat
and pulled it down over his eyes to shield his view.

I thought it odd and the man must have noticed my puzzled reaction, because
he looked to me and said, "We wouldn't want him to see that all he's been
told isn't true.  What I really look like is known to so very few.  You
might want to close your eyes, the sight might scare even you."

Of course, I wasn't scare and didn't cover my eyes but looking back on it,
I might should have.  You see, there then came a jingle of bells as the man
slipped his belt loose and dropped the pants of his suit.  An that's when I
got a sight for the ages.  Not only was Santa jolly but he was hung like a
horse.  A stallion one might say with a member that dragged the floor.

Oh but that wasn't the best part.  No, not even close.  His thighs were
beastly, hairy, red and kinda gross.  Yeah, I said red.  Like blood-red.
Seeing them I couldn't believe my eyes and shook my head.  What the fuck
was I looking at, I thought to myself.  Before I could question him, he
unbuttoned his red velvet jacket and brushed it up to reveal his blood-red
muscular chest.  He had dense white chest hair covering an incredibly well
defined set of abs and the biggest pectoral muscles I had ever seen.  Each
breast was solid as steel and featured a rock-hard nipple with-which he had
a quarter size or larger metal piercing.

Again I couldn't believe my eyes and to think, he still wasn't yet finished
unveiling himself to me.  To my shock and horror, next he removed his Santa
hat and with it his bearded disguise came off.  That's when the horns on
his head came into view and I realized I was no longer in the presence of
jolly Saint Nick but rather his evil doppelganger, the devil himself,
Satan.

I felt my heart skip a beat as I looked this frightening creature in the
eye and a part of me wanted to bolt out of the room in a hurry but I was
riveted to the spot.  It was as if he had a power over me and I couldn't
move an inch.  All I could do was sit there staring, while he revealed his
true self to me.

He stepped out of his discarded clothing and took hold of the boy, gently
guiding him back to him as he returned to sitting.  It was then, that he
helped Damien into his lap and turned his little hairless ass to face me.
Seeing him in the arms of Satan, I wanted to call out to Damien and warn
him but for some reason I couldn't speak.  I'd lost the ability to form
words and only silence passed my lips.

Then he drew the boys' hands up to his hairy chest and Damien instinctively
began to knead his muscular breasts.  It wasn't long before he located the
piercings protruding from the large nips and Satan guided his tiny lips
towards them.

"Lick them, suck them, taste of my nips.  Mmmmm."  Satan moaned and the boy
complied.

An while this happened, Satan reached his large clawed hands around to the
boys' backside and grabbed hold of his little ass cheeks.  I watched with
eager anticipation as those tender young cheeks widened to reveal the most
beautiful pink hole.

"This is how you like them, isn't it Mark?  Medium rare and without any
hair?  The ass of an innocent, so tiny and bare."  He said to me, "Come
closer.  Come look at it.  I know you can't see it from all the way over
there."

An just like that, I found myself able to move again.  I got up from my
chair and came closer to the pair; Where I got down on my knees to watch
Satan tease that tiny pink hole with his claws.

Then in a very deep growling voice the demonic creature said, "Your
innocence is most fake.  So your soul I'll forsake and your hole I will
take."

The boy didn't answer but continued suckling at the nipples of the beast,
until he was made to turn back around to face me and lifted him up high.
That's when I got a glimpse of the now raging hard, blood-red, phallic
obelisk of a dick, that the creature had waiting for Damien.  It must have
been over 15" long with enormous veins down it's sides and with it the
darkest purple mushroom head.  It was a tool built solely for the purpose
of destroying ass and it had a pair of wrecking balls dangling from it,
just waiting to swing.  They must have weighed a good pound or more each as
they hung from the base like two baseballs.

"Put it to his hole."  The creature demanded of me and I did.

I guided the head of that monster to the rim of Damien's hole or at least
as close as I could manage.  An I held it there, while I watched with
excitement as the boy was slowly lowered down onto the impossibly large
phallus that awaited him.

The boy quickly went to whimpering as the massive mushroom head crammed
itself between his hairless ass cheeks and went to tearing it's way inside
of him.  This sent the boy into a fit of crying, sobbing and screaming.
The sound of which, sent shivers straight down to my hairy taint and I
couldn't look away.  I watched as he was made to take the beast inside him
and I gasped at sight of the blood which began to trickle down the invading
shaft.

He was being ripped and torn in slow motion by the demonic creature of
nightmares.  It was terrifying and mystifying all at the same time.  I
couldn't look away and I couldn't stop it from happening either.  I had no
power over my own actions at this point and could only worship at the feet
of the beast having it's way with the little boy.

If there was a hell, this creature had come from it to prey on the weak and
vulnerable.  An he had found himself a prime victim for which to exact his
brutal lust upon.  He fucked the living sin right out of little Damien and
stuck out his long pointy tongue to taste of the boys' tears.  It was
borderline sensual, yet perverted and sadistic the way he licked the tear
drops from the boys' soft skin; While all the while raping him with his
monstrous red phallus.

Thankfully, it wasn't long before his massive balls drew up tight and I
knew he was going to cum.  Every thick vein of his shaft throbbed as his
orgasm neared to the point of nearly bursting as they rammed in and out of
the boys' hole.  That tender young open was ruined by this point but it was
pleasing the beast to no end.

Then suddenly, he thrust himself deeper and harder into the boy than I'd
seen him do before and let out a growl that echoed through the room like
thunder, "Rrrraaawwwrrrrrraaauuuggghhh!!!!!"

The vibrations from his growling were so intense, that I felt them travel
through me and they shook my hairy nuts to the core.  It was like holding a
vibrator to my taint and it had much the same effect on me as you might
expect.  Without even touching myself, I felt my orgasm take hold and globs
of hot cum erupted inside my jeans.

I groaned in pure pleasure at the sensation and stared at the beast
breeding Damien.  An that's when the boy opened his mouth and a torrent of
cum spewed from his lips and poured out, splashing down upon his little
hairless body.  The beast had flooded him with demonic semen and it was
overflowing from deep within him like a fountain.

However, that's when the sound of him choking on the milky white spunk
shook me and I literally felt my body shake.  An that's when I awoke to
find, that I had apparently fallen asleep at the counter.  I was still
standing at my post but leaning over with my arms crossed and my head down.
It took me a second to come to my senses and raised my head to see Bear
holding Damien in his lap, while the boy threw up all over the floor.

He had become sick from all the beer and liquor he'd been drinking and
couldn't hold back from puking any longer.

"Let out all out, little fella.  We'll clean the mess up later."  Bear said
as he pat the boy on the back.

An speaking of messes.  He wasn't the only one who had made one.  You see,
in the middle of all that I suddenly felt a warmth emanating from the
crotch of my jeans.  I looked down and sadly found that I had not only shot
a huge load in my jeans but I had also pissed all over myself.

"Fuck..."  I thought to myself as I grabbed a dry towel from under the
counter to wipe up.

Unfortunately, it was already too late.  The damage had been done.  I was
soaked in my own piss and cum, and boy-oh-boy did it stink.  I guess it
must have been all that beer and liquor I'd drank.  It went right through
me and came out smelling of the most pissy aroma.

Needless to say, that put an end to my drinking right there and then.  I
wiped down the counter, cleaned up Damien's puke and drank lots of water,
until I'd finally sobered up enough to drive home.  I took one look at the
clock and saw that it was just after midnight; Effectively making it
Christmas Day and I knew I needed to get going.

Not wanting to wast any more time, I said goodbye to everyone and stepped
outside to my truck for the journey home.  I unlocked the driver side door
and got in to find that my families presents were safe and sound.  An that
came as a relief to me, since I wasn't sure how secure they'd be left in
the truck for several hours.

Then I pulled the door shut, started the engine and put my arm on the back
of the seat as I prepared to back out of the packing lot.  However, that's
when I got the scare of my fucking life.  Just as I turned my head to the
right to see if the road was clear, I nearly shit myself when I became face
to face with Satan yet again.

I kid you not, I swear he was sitting there in the passenger seat looking
back at me with a shit-face evil grin.

I felt my heart skip a beat as he said in a very deep growling voice, "I
ate your milk and cookies.  Merry Christmas, fucker.  Bwahahahaha!"

Hearing this, I had chills but in the blink of an eye he vanished.  I shook
my head in a panic to clear my thoughts as I just knew I must have been
imagining all this.  Only, this time I was really awake and not in a
drunken stuper.  I took a deep breath and slowly and very carefully backed
myself out of the parking lot.

Then I drove home with the thoughts of Satan and Santa still alive in my
head.  I guess it was then, that I began to consider their similarities and
it really creeped me out.  I mean, they both dressed in red, they each had
names that were anagrams for one another, an they both kept lists about
bad/naughty people; Plus they even watched you when you were sleeping.
Maybe they really were doppelgangers of one another, just at opposite ends
of the spectrum from each other, you know?

Anyway, that's what was on my mind all the way home.  Well, that and those
cookies and milk.  I was really hoping that Jacob had left them out like I
told him too, because I was getting hungry.  I arrived at the house in the
wee hours of the morning with plenty of time to unload the presents from my
truck and get naked before anyone noticed I was there.

With the family's gifts placed under the tree with care, I turned around to
see if the cookies and milk were indeed there.  An that's when I saw the
empty glass of milk and plate with a bit of crumbs on it.  It occurred to
me then, that Satan had been telling the truth all along and that scared me
so bad; That I didn't think twice, before running to my bed.

I ducked under the covers and snuggled up to me little boy and my Brother
for whom I'd taken as my incestuous lovers.  An without any further adieu,
I fell fast asleep.

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