davey dad and santa


DAVEY, DAD, AND SANTA

"Davey!" my dad called from upstairs.

"What?" I yelled back, not taking my eyes off of the Christmas-day football
game on the television.

"I need help!"

"Can't Mom do it?"

"She's already headed over to Grandma and Grandpa's to help get ready for
Christmas dinner."

"Okay, be right there."

I flipped off the television and headed upstairs. Larry could give me a
full replay when he stopped by later.

*****

"What's the big...?" My voice trailed off when I crossed the threshold of
my parent's bedroom and saw Dad spread eagle on the bed with a big red bow
tied around his cock and balls. Make that his hard cock and plump balls.

"Think you can help me?" he asked with a laugh.

"I think so," I said as I crossed the room. I quickly took off my clothes
as I moved, so by the time I reached the bed, I was as naked as Dad, and my
cock was just as hard.

"Well, go ahead. Unwrap your present," Dad said with a wink.

He didn't have to tell this horny eighteen year old twice. I dove between
his legs and pulled on the end of the ribbon. Dad's cock bounced around,
but the bow didn't come loose. I tried again, but with the same results.

"I guess it's harder than you thought," he laughed.

"Did you tie a fucking knot in it?" I asked, obviously disappointed.

"Might have. I guess we'll just have to wait until things go down and the
ribbon will just slip off."

"Wait. Yeah right," I laughed before leaning forward and licking the head
of Dad's dick.

"I guess we can pass the time like that if you want," he smiled.

"I definitely want," I said before I wrapped my lips around his cock head
and my fist around his shaft. I then began to give my dad his Christmas
blowjob.

"That's my boy," Dad laughed. "I thought you lost interest in my tube steak
after you got your Thanksgiving fill."

"Never," I paused long enough to say. "Just busy." And then I quickly went
back to sucking his cock and savoring the taste of his sweet precum.

"Busy? With Larry, I'll bet."

"MMMhhhhmmm," was all I could say with my mouth full of daddy cock.

"I thought so. Lucky Larry. Mmm, that feels so good, Son," Dad sighed.

As my saliva ran down over my hand, I had a sudden idea and I decided to
act on it.

"Oh fuck," Dad exclaimed when I reached under the ribbon and quickly ran a
saliva-covered finger up his ass. "A little warning would be nice, Son,"
Dad laughed. "But I'll forgive you this time, since it feels so good.

Dad began to work his ass on my finger, so I decided to double his pleasure
and add another finger.

"Yeah, work my ass, Son."

I pulled my mouth off of Dad's cock and looked him in the eye. "Do you want
me to give your ass a really good workout?"

"Go for it. Merry Christmas," Dad winked.

I quickly moved to the nightstand to grab the lube I knew he kept there for
Mom or anyone else who happened to find themselves in his bed when he was
horny to fuck some ass. In no time at all, I had his ass lubed and my cock
slicked up. I teasingly swirled the head of my cock around his asshole,
which eagerly opened and closed, begging to be penetrated.

"What are you waiting for, Son?" Dad asked, looking between his raised and
spread legs. "Give your old man what you know he wants for Christmas!"

"You got it," I grinned as I pressed the head firmly against his
asshole. With no effort at all, the head popped in and I paused.

"Quit wasting time. Fuck me, Son."

I took Dad's ankles firmly in hand and obliged him by thrusting my cock
deep up his ass.

"Oh yeah, Son," Dad moaned. "Fuck Daddy's ass good and hard."

I obliged with some hard fucking action. My balls slapped against his ass,
and the ribbon around his cock tickled my stomach.

"Only two months since our first Halloween fuck, and you can't get enough
of this dick you helped create," I laughed.

"Shut up and fuck!" Dad ordered.

I continued pounding my cock up his ass and taking great pleasure from the
feel of his ass muscles clamping firmly on my cock as it penetrated and
withdrew. Wanting to give his cock the same kind of pleasure, I took the
shaft in my firm grip and began to jack him off in the same rhythm as the
fuck I was giving him.

"Oh yeah, Son, play with my cock. Play with your Christmas present."

I was focused on watching my cock slide in and out of his ass, but when Dad
let out a deep moan, I looked up and saw that he was working his nipples.

"Twist 'em, Dad," I encouraged.

But Dad didn't need much encouraging. He let out another deep moan as he
twisted his nipples roughly.

"HO, HO, HO!" filled the room.

I quickly snapped my neck around to look toward the doorway behind me, and
Dad quickly struggled up onto his elbows so he could look around me. We
then both just stayed motionless, with my cock still up his ass, as we
stared at Santa standing in the bedroom doorway.

"Looks like I've just discovered two naughty boys," Santa laughed...and his
belly really did shake like a bowl full of jelly inside his red suit. The
tassel on the end of his hat bobbed around as he stroked his thick white
beard and adjusted his wire-rimmed glasses.

"What the...?" Dad tried to object.

"I'm not sure you deserve any presents now," Santa said as he placed his
big red bag on the floor and opened it up. When he stood back up, he had a
present in his hands and a hard cock tenting the front of his red trousers.

"Please, Santa," I said, "I'm a very good boy." I couldn't help laughing.

"He sure is," Dad said, joining the laughter. "And I should know," he
added, winking at me and wiggling his ass around my still-hard cock.

"Well, if your dad says you're a good boy, then you must be. Here's you're
present. But what about you, young man?" Santa said looking at my
Dad. "Have you been a good boy?"

"My Daddy always said I was," Dad said, and I would have sworn it was his
seductive voice. I looked up from unwrapping my present to see Santa lean
in and kiss Dad!

"When was the last time you showed him what a good boy you are," Santa
asked, standing up straight and unbuckling his wide black belt.

"Hmmm," Dad thought. "Last Father's Day?"

"That sounds about right," Santa confirmed as he pulled a nice thick cock
out of his pants and pointed it at my dad's mouth. "Well, Davey, aren't you
going to open your present?" Santa asked.

I'd forgotten that I was even holding a present, but with the reminder, I
quickly tore it open and discovered that I was now the proud owner of a
thick eight-inch dildo. "Wow," was all I could say.

"When your Daddy's present isn't around to play with," Santa said, nodding
toward the bow around my dad's cock, "you can pleasure yourself with that."

"Thanks, Santa," I said gleefully. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm a little
busy." And with that, I started fucking my dad's ass again and
concentrating on the overwhelming joy it gave me.

"Yeah, Son, fuck my ass. That's what it's there for."

"And your mouth?" Santa asked.

"Just waiting for your North Pole, Santa," Dad laughed as he wrapped his
fist around Santa's cock and drew it into his eager mouth.

"Yeah, suck Santa's cock like I know you can. Get it good and hard, so I
can fuck this boy of yours again."

"Again?" I said with a slight pause in my fucking motions.

"Did you forget the Halloween party so quickly?" Santa asked with a hearty
laugh.

"That was you?" I asked, remembering that I'd been fucked by Santa, along
with a whole host of other costumed people.

"How many boy-fucking Santa's do you know?" he asked with another jolly
laugh.

"Just one, I guess."

"I should hope so," Santa said as he continued to face fuck my dad.

"But there's only one way to tell," I said with a grin.

"Okay," Santa said, pulling his cock out of my dad's mouth. "Open up, boy,
and I don't mean your mouth."

I leaned forward over Dad with my cock buried up his ass and put my own ass
on display for Santa.

"Nice," Santa observed as he grabbed up the bottle of lube and slicked up
his dick. He then lubed up a couple of fingers and started exploring my
asshole.

"Oh, Santa, that feels good."

"Wait until you get my entire North Pole up there," Santa said with a slap
on my ass. "Then you'll know what it is to feel good."

"I can't wait," I laughed.

"Neither can I," said Santa more seriously.

"Merry Christmas, Son," Dad said, and I leaned in without even thinking and
gave him the deepest kiss I'd ever given him.

"Merry Christmas, Dad," I said. "Oh fuck!" I yelled as Santa shoved his
cock all the way up my ass in one swift move.

"Ho, ho, ho!" he called out, matching each syllable with a deep thrust up
my ass.

"Well, son?" my Dad asked.

"Oh, sorry," I said, before I started to fuck Dad's ass again. My body was
completely overwhelmed. My ass was enjoying the assault from Santa's thick
hard cock, and my own hard cock was enjoying the sensation of Dad's ass
sucking me into his body. To give Dad the same simultaneous pleasure I
reached down and began jacking his cock again, while it leaked precum all
over the red ribbon.

"Fuck me, Son," Dad moaned.

"Fuck me, Santa," I begged.

"Ho, ho ho," Santa panted.

"Oh, Dad, I'm not going to last much longer. The feel of my cock in your
ass and Santa's cock in my ass is just too much!"

"Go ahead, Son. Fill me with your Christmas icing!"

"Yeah, fill your dad while I fill you, son," Santa called out.

"Oh, I'm gonna cum, Dad. Oh fuck. I love you, Dad!!!!" I bellowed as I
thrust my cock up Dad's ass one last time and unleashed a torrent of cum
inside him.

"Shit!" Santa called out as my cock clamped down on his cock. "I'm cumming,
Davey!" He thrust into me and started filling me with his Santa cum.

"Me too, Davey!" Dad called out as he took control of his cock and began
jerking frantically.

"Come on, Son," Santa called out. "Show us what you've got."

"Oh fuck!" Dad screamed, and then he began to blast stream after stream of
cum over his stomach. "Oh fuck," he signed as the loads dwindled to a
dribble.

I leaned forward and pressed my body against Dad's. "Merry Christmas," I
sighed.

"Merry Christmas, Son," my dad said softly as he wrapped his arms around
me.

"Merry Christmas to all," Santa added, as he leaned in and kissed me on the
shoulder.

"Merry Christmas, Dad," my dad said.

"Grandpa?!" I blurted out as I turned to look at the grinning Santa.

"Merry Christmas, Davey," Santa said as he swept off the hat and beard and
revealed that it was indeed my grandpa behind the costume and up my ass.

"You didn't know, Son?" my dad asked with surprise.

"I didn't even think about it," I admitted. "I guess I never thought about
Grandpa being into guys."

"Where do you think I learned all I know?" Dad asked with a laugh.

"You've taught me a few things too, Son," Grandpa laughed, as he leaned
forward to embrace both me and my dad.

*****

Boy, was Larry jealous when I called and told him not only that I'd been
fucked by Santa but that Santa was my own grandpa. Needless to say, he
insisted on me arranging his own session with Santa, and Grandpa was more
than willing to oblige.

As it turned out, Larry and I had plenty of fun Christmas gatherings with
Santa and our dads over the years, and the happy events didn't all take
place in December.

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good fuck!


[THE END]


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1 year ago
What a fuck fest
2 years ago
I wish i could do that with my dad and grandpa!!! I cummed too ;)
2 years ago
Hot story. I came.
2 years ago
fucking sweet ;)
Merry Christmas dude!