Time for Nick to experience a
proper Christmas and maybe a few other things, although they may be a little "vanilla." Don't forget to donate to Nifty https://donate.nifty.org and message me if you like at sithspawn78@yahoo.co.uk
Chapter 22
\\\ Nick ///
I FRICKIN'
LOVE CHRISTMAS!!! I never thought I'd
say those words but this one was the best ever.
Not that it really had a lot to live up to since the previous ones had
all been miserable, but I was definitely going to remember this one for all the
right reasons. Our house had been
decorated brilliantly with a huge tree in the living room and decorations all
over the banisters around the stairs, like the ones you see in Christmas movies
where the set designer's gone all out to make you know what time of year it is.
The last two
weeks before had been manic. Lucas and I
had been given the talk by his dads as he expected, only I don't think either
of us expected it to be so funny. They
definitely managed to get the message across, not only with their words but
with the hilarious cartoons Alex had drawn to emphasise what they meant. The last week of school was pretty relaxed as
well. We all ended up exchanging gifts
with each other as everyone was going to be scattered to the wind over the
holidays, so it was our last chance to be together for a couple of weeks. Jamie and Tom were going to be spending
Christmas at home with their families while Danny was off to Amberswood to stay
with his grandparents. Noah's family had
decided to go away skiing somewhere in the Alps so he'd definitely be getting a
white Christmas. I knew I'd be spending
the day at the farm with Lucas, Sammie and Ben, as well as all our families, so
at least that meant I'd have a few people my own age around.
I wasn't
expecting to get too much this year but I didn't mind at all. I'd already had a new house, guitar and
studio kitted out so I doubt my parents would want to spend too much more on
me. I also told Lucas not to bother
getting me anything because, well, having a super strong, super buff boyfriend
was the gift that kept on giving. It was
difficult to think what to get him though.
I wanted it to be something special but not something he could wear as I
didn't want him wrecking it if he grew bigger.
I finally hit on an idea when I'd been lying awake one night. I'd already written some music for him to
dance to, but as I lay there just thinking about what had happened in the wreck
room, I began to hear the music that would go along with what I'd been seeing. I dashed down to my little studio and laid
down a very simple demo track for the tune.
Then, over the next few days, I added more instruments and refined it
until not only did I have a tune that made me think of him, but also a few
others that evoked all the emotions about him letting me in on the secret.
It started
with the basic riff from the song Lucas had been singing on the way up to
picking the Christmas tree, and then it softened down to convey my confusion
about how I should remove the tree. After that it took a dramatic turn as the
secret was revealed, followed by a more triumphant melody for the relief we
both felt that it was out in the open.
From there it went really up tempo for when we walked down to the wreck
room and I was bombarding Lucas with questions, followed by a pretty jovial
melody to convey Lucas and I enjoying the way he was demonstrating his
strength. Then it turned really dramatic
before softening down into a more sombre tune from when I'd been freaked out by
his muscle growth, and then finally it broke into a more celebratory and
hopeful tune to finish. When it was finished the whole thing combined into just
over a ten minute epic that I hoped would be as amazing to Lucas as he was to
me.
When the big
day came I could hardly contain my excitement.
I'd never had trouble getting to sleep on Christmas Eve in the past but
this year I knew it was going to be so much better and that kept me awake way
longer than I would've liked. On
Christmas morning I felt my dad gently trying to wake me and I even tried to
shoo him away. Suddenly I remembered
what day it was and instantly sprang up in bed, much to his amusement. It was 8am and I already wanted to dash off
to the farm, but we'd agreed that we'd go later in the morning so that
everybody had time to get ready. We had
some presents to open at home but the rest would wait until later when we were
all together.
Mum and Dad
got me some new clothes and some vouchers to spend on music, as well as a few
graphic novels I'd wanted, even though I could pretty much use the comic store
in town as my own library these days.
Dad bought Mum some jewellery and perfume as well as some items of
clothing I'd rather not see her wearing.
It was Mum who gave the best present of the day to both me and Dad
though; she pulled out an envelope that contained the divorce papers from
Brandon, so now she was a free woman and I would never have to see him
again. She also pulled out another
present I wasn't expecting. It had come
from Brandon's parents and when I opened it there was a framed photo of me and
them, without Brandon, from a holiday we went on when I was younger. There was a letter with is as well but I
didn't want to read it right there.
I waited
until after breakfast and then took it up to my room to read in private. It started by telling me how sorry they were
about everything and that if they had known then they would've stepped in. They had also disowned Brandon as they
couldn't forgive him for what he'd done to me.
The last part of the letter made me well up as they told me they always
had and always would love me as their own grandson but would understand if I
wanted nothing more to do with them.
They left their details at the bottom in case I still wanted to contact
them but said they would leave me to decide if that was what I wanted. As soon as I read that I grabbed my phone and
sent them a text wishing them a Merry Christmas and telling them that I still
loved them; then I told them I'd email them later in the holidays to catch them
up on my life, although I'd definitely leave out a few details. I got a reply almost straight away telling me
to enjoy my day and they couldn't wait to hear from me again.
When we were
ready to go we loaded up the car with presents for everyone else and set off
for the farm. The sky was pretty
overcast and there was a definite chill in the air. The weather forecast said there could be a
chance of snow later on but I wasn't too hopeful as Emberville didn't really
have a history of snowfalls, especially in December. Still, I didn't care. This was going to be my first ever Christmas
with my boyfriend and both of our families so it could be the hottest Christmas
on record for all I cared. As we pulled
into the courtyard I saw that Uncle Sam's car was already here as well as my
grandparent's car. There were also a
couple of others I hadn't seen before so I assumed they belonged to Lucas'
family.
Lucas and
Alex greeted us as we climbed out the car and helped us carry all the presents
into the main living room. We went
around greeting everybody and Lucas introduced me to Alex's parents, as well as
Josh's mum Alison, and Grandpa Bryan, who was in his nineties. Bryan still looked younger than I would
expect of someone his age but Lucas said he was slowing down as he got older,
and changing his muscle size was becoming more difficult as he aged. After all the greetings were over everyone
settled down to open our presents. I sat
on the floor along with Lucas, Sammie and Ben, while the adults sat on the furniture
around the edge of the room.
I had to
apologise to Lucas for not wrapping his present but it was just a media file,
so all I could do was transfer it to his phone for him to listen to later. His present to me though was nicely wrapped
and a lot heavier than I was expecting.
When I opened up the box I pulled out two heavy, metal figures entwined
together which were around six inches tall.
Looking at them closely I could see that one figure was the cartoon
version of me that I had on my bedroom wall, and the figure that was hugging
mine looked like a cartoon version of Lucas.
The level of detail on them along with the paint work, including the
Fleek Flow logo on my figure's hoodie, was incredible. He told me that he and DJ had sculpted it
from the barrel he'd helped me crush in the wreck room and he had hand painted
it when it was complete. Was there no
end to this boy's talents?
As I was
rummaging through my other presents I opened a pack of underwear from my Uncle
Sam, which seemed a little odd but I didn't think much more about it. When I set them down to move onto the next
one, I suddenly heard a groan and much laughing around the room. I looked up, wondering what was going on and
saw Alex looking exasperated at Uncle Sam and pointing at the underwear I'd
just opened. He started complaining that
Uncle Sam had pulled something off again; the same as every year. When I picked up the box again I noticed the
usual, well-built model on the front of the packaging but didn't think that was
too out of the ordinary. Looking closer
at the model's face though I suddenly realised it was Alex, although he looked
to be in his late teens or early twenties.
And then it dawned on me; this was the same underwear that had pissed
Brandon off before I was born. Apparently
Uncle Sam had bought tonnes of these things and managed to bring them out every
Christmas just to tease Alex. This year
he'd given some to me as an official welcome to the tradition. In fairness Alex did look really good in
those pictures and it was funny to think how anyone else looking at it would
envy his body and how much dedication it must've taken to get it toned like
that. I, on the other hand, knew it took
no effort at all and that my boyfriend could make himself look just as
good. Maybe I can get him to do the same
pose some day.
After the presents
were done all us kids retreated over to the cottage to give the adults a bit of
breathing room and Lucas was really excited to listen to the new song I created
for him. Normally we would've gone to
the studio but because there were so many of us this year Alex and Josh had
turned it into a big dining room. They
were also using the kitchen in the main house as well as the cottage kitchen to
prepare the food so Lucas and Sammie's grandparents were going backwards and
forwards between the two houses all day.
We still had plenty of privacy in the cottage's living room though and
there was a sound system in there we could use so that Lucas could finally hear
what I'd made for him.
I told him I
wanted him to actually listen to it and not be tempted to dance along so we all
agreed to just chill out on the couches.
When we were all comfortably coupled up I started the music and settled
back against Lucas to let it wash over us.
As the music played I noticed his eyes were closed but his foot was
tapping along in the more upbeat parts.
When it had finished Lucas still held me tight and I could see the tears
in his eyes. Ben and Sammie were
impressed as well and told me how awesome they thought it sounded, causing me
to blush quite a bit. We then settled
down to watch some cheesy, Christmas movie and not long after it finished we
got the call to go back to the studio to eat.
I'd heard
stories about how a Christmas dinner should look but nothing prepared me for
the feast that awaited us when we walked into that dining room. The studio had been transformed into a
festive wonderland with big sheets covering the walls and mirrors that had been
painted with Christmas trees, decorations and candles. In the centre of the room was a huge table
piled high with food, almost like the tables from the Harry Potter films, and I
couldn't believe that it could just be for us.
There was definitely enough to feed all sixteen of us and I knew Alex
and his family could probably polish it all off even if we weren't there. The food all tasted incredible and I probably
ate way more than I should have, but what made it more special was just sitting
around the table and seeing the families interacting all around. There were conversations happening, people
bringing up stories from the past and plenty of laughter to go around. Sometimes I just kept quiet and sat back to
watch what was going on around us, even noticing my mum giving me a knowing
smile as she hadn't experienced anything like this in a long while either.
After we'd
all finished eating there was still some food left over, but only because they
wanted to save some in case anyone wanted anything later, otherwise everything
would've been stripped clean. As everyone
busied themselves clearing everything away I hopped onto Sammie's keyboard to
play some music and keep everyone entertained as they went back and forth to
the house, then when it was all clear we all headed back to the house to play
some games. The quiz games were funny as
there a few times when there were disputes over the answers, even though they
were on the cards, so as the quiz master, Alex challenged anyone who disputed
it to an arm wrestle. Most of us didn't
even bother to step up as we knew we didn't have a chance but Lucas and Josh
accepted the challenge a few times which then made Alex back down. I wondered if he did so they wouldn't spend
all night at a stalemate or if they were actually stronger than him.
As darkness
fell and it got later our grandparents left and Lucas took me up to his room so
we could just relax together. It had
actually started snowing a little by this time and even though it was probably
unlikely to give more than a slight dusting it was still nice to watch it come
down. Lucas left his curtains open and
the lights off but put a video on his TV of a fireplace crackling away, making
me feel warm and sleepy. We lay back on
his bed with Lucas' arm wrapped around me and I felt myself gradually drift off
to sleep.
I was woken
up by the overwhelming urge to pee and it took me a few seconds to remember
where I was. I felt a strange warmth all
around me and quickly realised that I was lying next to Lucas with my head on
his shoulder and his arm resting on the other side of my body. I lay there just listening to his soft
breathing and worried about waking him up, but I really needed to go, so as
carefully as I could I climbed over his arm and out of bed. It was still early but there was a little
light starting to creep in from behind the curtains. As I stood up I soon realised that I wasn't
wearing my jeans or my hoodie anymore, I was just in my t shirt and boxers so I
wondered if I'd stripped without remembering or if Lucas had done it for
me. I quietly padded over to his bedroom
door and tried to open it without making a sound. I crept down the landing, hoping the old
house didn't have any creaky floorboards, and then finally made it to the
bathroom. Once I made it in and the door
was shut I turned on the light, taking a few second for my eyes to adjust
before getting on with doing my business.
When I was done I looked at myself in the mirror. I had some serious bed head going on which
looked even worse as I was growing it out a little more now. I flipped the light off to let my eyes
readjust to the darkness and then crept back to the bedroom.
As I climbed
back into bed I felt Lucas wrap his arms around me and then kiss me on the back
of my neck. I turned around to see his
eyes open and a big smile on his face as he went in to kiss me on the lips
again. He turned the little light on
next to his bed and we lay there for a while, saying very little. I asked him about how I got undressed and he
sheepishly told me he'd stripped me down.
I joked about him tearing my clothes off but he said he only did that to
his own. When he said that I felt myself
pop a boner and he noticed it too as I saw a little smirk come over his
face. He suddenly jumped out of bed and
started rummaging in his wardrobe for a second.
He pulled out a small t shirt and I noticed he started to dwindle down a
little as he swapped the one he'd been wearing for the new one.
He asked if
I wanted to see him hulk out of it and all I could do was enthusiastically nod
my head. He put the main light on and stood
at the foot of the bed, briefly asking me if I was going to pass out
again. I was really hoping not to but I
couldn't guarantee it. He just smiled
and shrugged his shoulders before telling me he was going to go for it
anyway. Even if I missed it he'd still
enjoy it.
Watching him
tear out of that t shirt was not what I'd expected. I'd seen videos online of people tearing t
shirts open or flexing to pump up their biceps to break through their shirt
sleeves, but every one of those videos showed a lot of straining and grunting
as they tried to make the fabric yield to their power. Lucas didn't do any of that at all. He simply grew larger and the fabric just
tore apart as if it was made of tissue.
He didn't stop expanding at the point where the material was strained to
the max, nor did he have to flex or tear at any of the material to get it off;
he just simply grew too big for it and it had no other choice but to
break. He hadn't even grown massive
either. He'd used a really small t shirt
and just grown to the size of a fitness model again, rather than a heavyweight
bodybuilder. I didn't mind though as it
was still the hottest thing I'd ever seen.
Lucas could
see that too. He knew I was turned on by
what I'd seen and pulled the covers off me to confirm his suspicions. I couldn't hide the obvious bulge in my shorts
and when Lucas saw it he climbed back onto the bed and reached out to it. The minute his hand made contact with the
cloth covering my member I moaned in pleasure.
He quickly tore off my shorts, causing me to worry about going commando
later, until he reminded me I'd had some new ones for Christmas. He asked me if I was ready for this and I
told him if he didn't do something about the hard on he'd caused then we were
over.
With a smile
he tenderly ran his finger up from the base of my throbbing member as I threw
my head back in ecstasy, then he leaned down and did the same again, only this
time with his tongue. He teased the head
and tickled my piss slit before finally plunging his mouth fully down my shaft
until I could feel his breath around my pubes.
I looked down to see the top of his head with his messy, blond hair
bobbing up and down between his cannonball like shoulders. He kept teasing me more and more by pulling
my cock almost completely out of his mouth so his lips were just kissing the
tip, before taking the whole thing back into his mouth again. He seemed to be able to sense when I was
getting close as he'd ease up a little and then start over. Finally I couldn't take any more and he knew
it so he carried on until I shot my load straight down his throat.
When I was
spent he sat up and looked at me with a huge smile on his face. I asked him where he'd learned how to do that
and he just told me he'd had loads of practice.
I was devastated. He'd told me
he'd never done anything with anyone else but now I found out he'd lied to
me. He seemed to know what I was
thinking and he tried to reassure me that he'd been with no one else. Without any further discussion he hopped up
onto the bed and tore his own underwear off, giving me my first look at his
impressive tool. It was a couple of
inches longer than mine and a little thicker too, but before I could get a
better look at it Lucas suddenly lay back on the bed before raising his hips up
to bring his cock right down to his lips.
He flashed me a cheeky smile before darting his tongue out to tickle the
head, and then he took the whole thing into his mouth, right down to the base.
I asked him
if I could try and he got me to position myself so I was between his legs,
looking straight up that magnificent body of his. He taught me everything he knew between moans
and after a few minutes I felt him tense up, ready to explode. And that's exactly what he did. The only way I can describe it is like trying
to keep your mouth over a coke bottle after you've dumped some Mentos in it. The first shot hit the back of my throat so
hard I thought I was going to choke causing me to start coughing and
spluttering. Lucas immediately sat up to
check on me but as he did his cock pointed straight at me and fired another
load straight at my chest. My t shirt
was absolutely soaked and Lucas quickly shoved his cock into his mouth again to
catch the remaining shots so they didn't make any more mess. When he was done and I'd stopped spluttering
we both looked each other in the face and just burst out laughing.
Lucas shrank
back down and told me to take a shower while he tidied everything up. As I walked out of the bathroom after my
shower I could smell breakfast cooking downstairs and once Lucas had showered
we both went down to see the family. I
ended up borrowing a t shirt off Lucas as mine was in dire need of a clean but
luckily I don't think anyone else noticed I'd changed. Turns out everyone else had gone home after I
fell asleep so it was just me, Lucas, Sammie and their dads at the breakfast
table. I didn't mind though as they all
treated me like part of the family now that I knew their secret so the conversation
flowed smoothly. Josh dropped me off
home later on and reminded me that New Year would be at their place as well.
I had a
couple of shifts in the music store over the next week and any time in between
those I was able to hang out with Ben, Jamie and Tom, as well as the
twins. Noah arrived back just before New
Year but Danny was still going to be away until just before school started
back. We had our own small celebration
during the day on New Year's Eve before Ben and I went up to the farm with our
families for the big countdown. Our grandparents
were there again so it was another full on family affair with plenty of food to
go round as usual, and it was a proper party atmosphere. We did the countdown to midnight and as the
clock struck twelve we all raised our glasses and cheered in the New Year. I was hoping we'd have fireworks but Lucas
said they'd spook the horses so I guess he was right, we still got to see them
on TV though.
As everyone
went around hugging each other and wishing everyone a Happy New Year, Dad
suddenly dropped to one knee in front of mum and held out a ring. Both of us were stunned but without
hesitation she said yes. I was
gobsmacked. My family was finally coming
together and I couldn't have been happier for them both. I leapt into Dad's arms and started crying
like a baby, then did the same with Mum.
There was a fresh surge of hugging as everyone else wanted to
congratulate them so I backed off a little.
Lucas came up and wrapped his arms around me as I just looked on at the
happy scene in front of me.