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Click hereI sat my jizz-filled nephew up and embraced him, then shoved my tongue in his mouth. His eyes shot open, but quickly drooped down in sensual bliss. We swished our tongues together and shared Kris Kringle's candy cum. While we made out, I slipped my finger in Johnny's loose slit, the spunk he had creamed on me serving as additonal lubricant. Soon, my own molten load was dribbling down his tight ballsack.
"Beautiful..." Santa whispered.
Johnny and I gazed over at him with lust, dicks growing, eager for another round. Our guest winked back at us, then in a flurry of snow he disappeared. We looked at each other in disbelief! My nephew even slapped me to see if we were dreaming!
"Did you just...?" I asked dumbfounded, pointing to the chair.
"Yeah...."
"So you didn't...?" I questioned, alluding to a possible Grindr date.
"No..." Johnny smiled. His eyes sparkled with wonder.
"Wow."
That was all I could say. Neither of us had any other words. I held and looked at Johnny.
"So... should we just pretend this never happened?"
"Which part...?" he asked, first nervously, then mischievously.
He giggled, then sent a hand to my drained snake and gripped it.
"Oooh..." I shut my eyes while my nephew stroked me, but ultimately decided to take charge. He was getting too cocky. "Okay, little boy, I see how it is!"
I scooped Johnny into a cradle position and kissed his warm, taut belly.
"So... you're not gonna be weird about this?" he asked.
"Not if you aren't," I smiled back, and gave him a kiss. "But remember, I'll have to spank you if you're naughty!"
"Who says I wouldn't like it?" he smirked.
That awakened the beast in me, so I hauled his pliant body over my shoulder and slapped his rump.
"Ow! Stop that!" he giggled.
"I'll stop when I wanna stop!" I laughed back.
As I carried my nephew up the stairs, I thought about the situation. For the next week, and doubtless more in the future, I'd have my own little fuck boy, made to be filled. My turgid member bounced ecstatically as I bounded up the steps. The only thing missing was a visit from Old Saint Nick, but I guess we'd just have to wait another year.
We cuddled til dawn, all cozy and tight-
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.