Christmas Gift

[ILoveToPlease]

I had only been in the job for a few weeks, but that was long enough to justify an invitation to the work Christmas party. As my first job out of school this was never going to be my forever job, but I still didn’t want to make a fool of myself at my first Christmas party. I was pretty nervous about going, especially as I had been flirting with the much older guy in accounting. Flirting may not be the best description given my clumsy attempts at inuendo, but he had been very patient with my corny lines, like “want to give me another load” when I came to collect the mail.

He was obviously gay, probably late 30s, but in amazing shape. Taller than me and very well groomed. I had always known I was gay but had always been too scared to let that show at school. I was a total virgin, but having just turned 18 and joined the adult environment of the workplace I was slowly coming into myself. I still dressed terribly, and really fulfilled the image of a “twink” without really wanting or trying to.

I don’t think he had any doubts that I was into him but seemed to regard it as a schoolboy crush and nothing serious. Up until today he had barely said anything other then being polite, but having asked again if he had a load for me he replied with “be careful what you wish for sweetheart or you might get more than you bargain for”. I wasn’t sure what he meant, but I did know it made my cock twitch in my pants.

I was nervous as hell going to the Christmas party alone, but managed to walk into the bar without sweating too much. Inside I was devastated to see the target of my inuendo snuggling up to his boyfriend. The invitation did allow for a plus one, but I didn’t have a plus one, and the thought had actually never occurred to me that he did. It hit me like a bit of a gut punch, but I didn’t want to let that show.

I got myself a drink at the bar and went to mingle with the other lower down staff at their table. I figured I would have one drink, try to smile and look like it didn’t bother me, and then go home to be a lame loser at home. I chit chatted for a while about nothing in particular, finished my drink and suggested I needed to visit the men’s room. Figured I would quietly sneak out without anyone noticing after.

I was just finishing in the men’s room, just zipped up and turned around when the boyfriend came in. Similar stature to my work colleague. Well groomed. Smelt delicious. I had to admit they were a good pair. He said a friendly hello. I tried to smile, but I was pretty down. “Don’t look so down Honey” he said. “After all, this is a party! I know just what you need”.

Before I knew what was happening he had me backed up against the wall with his tongue in my mouth. I felt him transfer something into my mouth. He pushed me away, grabbed my hand and as he was writing something on it he said “Here, go to this address, they will give you what you need”.

I stumbled out the men’s room door, reeling from my very unexpected first kiss. Thankfully the door was not visible to the main bar so none noticed my red face and I managed to slip away unnoticed as I had planned and stepped out onto the street.

I started the dejected walk for home, but began to feel very weird. I remembered whatever it was that he transferred into my mouth and aster a bit of trying managed to fish it out. It looked like a child’s sticker. Just a square of paper with a smiley face emoji on it. Great, he just thought I was a kid.

I tried to keep walking, but stumbled to the side. My legs were not working properly. I was a couple of miles from home, I wasn’t going to make it in this state. I looked at the back of my hand at what he had written. It was an address, not far away. I had to walk past it anyway. Maybe I could shelter there if I needed to?

Thankfully it was only two doors down so I didn’t need to go far. By the time I got there everything was swimming. I couldn’t focus my eyes to even make out what sort of place this was. I couldn’t focus to use my phone. Maybe at least whoever was inside could help?

I knocked on the door and collapsed on the front step. The door opened soon after and I was helped up by strong hands. My head was spinning and it was surreal to see the face of a bearded old fat man picking me up. In my bewildered state I stammered “Santa??”

 

“Oh no” he half chuckled in a sadistic way. “But I do have a magic and very full sack that gives special gifts to good boys”.

He dragged me inside, closed the door and dropped me in the hallway.

“Don’t go away!” he joked and disappeared into another room.

I heard what sounded like moving furniture and a few minutes later he returned. “Good boy for waiting” he said, “now come and see what is in my sack for you!”

He picked me up by the hips and mostly dragged me doubled over into the room. He half threw me so my chest landed on a padded bench with a hole in it for a face like a massage table. It was only half length, so my legs hung from the hips off the end. Before I knew what was happening he had removed my shoes and socks. Then my pants and jocks. Then he worked me out of my shirt and jumper till I was naked, slumped face down over the bench.

I he stepped back a few paces before I heard the digital snap sound of a phone camera. Then I heard him dialling and a brief terse conversation. “Got a live one here…. Yeah just sent you the pic of his ass…… I don’t care what you’re into this one will be worth it I promise…. Look, just get the guys…. I am going to make a start without you. I will leave the door unlocked. He looks pretty out of it, I reckon we have at least 4 hours. See you when you are here.” I heard him hang up and put the phone down, and then rustling, clunking and the occasional zipping sound, with the unmistakable jiggle of a belt buckle.

“Time to empty my sack, Boi” he growled. “Get ready for your gift”.

With that I heard the pffffftttt of gel being squeezed from a tube, followed by the schlick schilck schlick sound of it being worked onto a stiffening cock shaft. The excess gel was rubbed onto my hole before it was violated by one, then two, then three fingers. After a quick twist the fingers were withdrawn and I felt a heavy warm beer rub my back. I felt hands at my ass as one cheek was pulled aside and he guided himself to my hole. I felt him nudge the head inside before collapsing onto my back and forcing himself deep. I felt a searing pain as my ass tore to accommodate him and felt his hips back to get himself deeper. I felt his full ball sack pressing mine before he propped himself up on his arms and started stroking in and out. Slow at first, but building in speed as his pleasure grew.

“Fuck that is a tight hole” he grunted, not to anyone in particular. “Is this your first fuck?” he teased, knowing full well I was incapable of responding. “Don’t worry, we’ll have you well stretched by the end of the night. Send you home properly bred. I am glad I get you to myself for a while before those sick bastards get here. Give my DNA a head start. I hope I am the one who knocks you up!”

“Fuck…. So tight….  Really gripping me….   Fuck you want my load don’t you….. you want it….. dumb little fleshlight…. Fuck… get ready for my load…. That’s it…. That’s it…. Squeeze daddy’s cock….fuck yeah…. Fuck yeah…. Fuck yeah….   Take it… take it… take it…” the last words faded into grunts and I felt his balls tighten and his shaft throb and felt spurt after spurt of his toxic seed coating the bruised and bleeding walls of my asshole.

He collapsed on my back, breathing heavily while his spasm faded. Then he withdrew and replaced his cock with a butt plug. “Give my seed a better chance to take root. Better go put some drinks in the chiller for the other guys. It is gonna be a long night”….

[scarnick]

I like this story and the "sack full of gifts" is a great touch.

[plisken]

Nice beginning both of the story and of his sexual life

[cman54]

I agree this is going to be another good story here. This young guy is going to have a great time and it will be a Christmas to remember for sure.

[drscorpio]

Moderator's Note: This story has been reported for drugs outside the Chemsex area. Generally, we are concerned about crystal meth and other party drugs with that rule. We exclude pot, poppers, and the kind of thing we see in this story which is a magical, plot-point drug that exists only to move the story along but does not resemble any commonly used intoxicant. The description of the dosing mechanism resembles blotter acid (LSD), but its effects are different from what is portrayed in the narrative. The drug seems to work like molly (MDMA), but a tiny square of blotter paper cannot hold enough of that chemical to have much of an effect. Also, while it would be possible to pass a pill from your mouth to that of another quickly enough for the pill not to affect you, a piece of drug infused paper would probably have dosed the giver more than the receiver. Finally, a piece of blotter paper would be exceedingly difficult to pass from one mouth to another as it tends to cling to the moist surfaces of your mouth. So, we can give this story its premise, and assume that this drug exists in the world of the story without it being likely to hinder the sobriety of someone trying to stay off Tina. 

If I am mistaken and the author does wish to make this a ChemSex Story, he can file a report, and it will be moved to that section. 

[foryouruse]

Either way, I hope it gets continued.