Gay Santa Stories

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Christmas Wishes

by krysm on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Snowflakes swirled and fluttered playfully in the breezy evening air, settling down to rest on paths, streets, lawns, and rooftops. Just enough snow settled to dust the festively decorated town in pristine white, and no more. A full-bellied chuckle resounded high up in the air, from which vantage point the town seemed made out of gingerbread coated with conf...

Santa Daddy

by MandolinRain on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

"Did you find everything you needed, Sir?" Kevin smiled his patient 'holiday shopper' smile, even though underneath he was dying to get the store closed up and get the hell out of here. The man glanced at him rather frankly over his glasses, letting his gaze settle on Kevin's tight, compact little body. Kevin was lean and muscular, with a diamond-hard ass f...

Getting Fucked By Santa and Krampus

by UghOkay on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

18 year old Tommy Cho was being a spoiled brat. It was Christmas morning and he was severely pissed about his presents. "Pliers?! Why the fuck would you think I'd want that? And The Hobbit on Blu-ray? Everyone knows those movies were lazy and dragged out to cash in on the LOTR franchise. And socks? I have enough fucking socks. You two knew I wanted an XBox O...

I Saw Daddy Blowing Santa Claus

by andtheend on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Son sees his father having gay sex with Santa Claus. Because of what I saw Christmas morning, now every time I hear, I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus, I substitute Daddy for Mommy and kissing with blowing. That song has new meaning for me, after I saw my Dad blowing Santa Claus. A true vindication, it was shocking, revealing, and comical. Let me start from t...

An Elf's Promotion

by PrincessKashmir on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"Jerome, can you hand me that hammer?" Marty's voice broke me out of the trance I was in. "Yeah, sure, here." I handed him a small hammer and tried to focus on my work. It was next to impossible. The toy train I was working on needed one more coat of red paint, and I would be finished for the day. Then, my dreams would come true. A hot shiver ran down my...

The Bell Ringer

by Oregonbear on Dec 16, 2019
Gay Male

The first time, he was dressed in a Santa suit, ringing the bell at the mall. His thick black goatee and mustache had just a bit of silver, and he looked like a Santa I'd like to have come down my chimney on a cold winter's night. I'd offer him some cookies and eggnog, and invite him to stay by the fire with me, and then some. I threw a couple of bucks in th...

It Was One Elf of a Night

by BabyJamesBoy on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I stared into the mirror ignoring the knocks on the door. "Surely they couldn't make me do this!" I prayed, "this must be a joke." "Colin, honey, you're going to be late, dad and I want to take your picture!" the voice called. "Forget it mom!" I yelled, "I'm not doing this!" "But I promised them you would! They need you!" Maybe I don't look so bad; I lie...

Hallowiener Pt. 04

by forummj on Jun 18, 2018
Gay Male

PART IV It had been a little over a month since my adventures in Mr Hamilton's classroom, and Becca hadn't bothered me for more 'favours'; Although in the back of my mind I kind of wished she had. Maybe that was a premonition as to what was ahead because no sooner had the season of miracles and granted wishes drifted in with a fresh blanket of snow, Becca c...

Gas Money for Santa

by KeithD on Nov 19, 2018
Gay Male

The note read, "I've had enough of this." That's all. Hal had left it on the dining room table for me to see. The scrawl was obviously done in anger. I hadn't thought the fights—not rising to the level of fights, I didn't think—we'd had the last couple of nights were enough to push him over the edge. I know I shouldn't have said that he went for the surfac...

Rewriting Singularity Ch. 10

by el_wing on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Three days passed, and I was still in Hector's room. The days fell into a pattern: First Hec woke early, took care of his errands and upkeep while I wrote. The laptop became a fixture on the bed along with Hec's rumpled clothes, which came off every afternoon around three. After, we wrote, we laughed. I threw off my bathrobe, and we practiced our numbers all...