Page 13 of Santa & His Elf

The heat of him, the slickness of his passage, it’s too fucking much. Arching off the bed, my eyes squeeze shut as a long moan pours from my lips, and the intense pleasure rolls through me.

Taking the reins, Pepper rides me with abandon. No longer himself, he uses my cock for his satisfaction, and damn if it isn’t perfection. Watching him bounce, his member flying up and down between us, pouring streams of clear precum. It paints us both as he uses my shaft like a pogo stick to impale his needy ass. The broken noises he cries out are music to my ears.

“That’s it,” I encourage, as Pepper uses my pecs for balance. “Take me.”

“Nugh.” Pepper’s head drops back, and his luscious pink mouth falls open.

Wanting to touch him, I grip Pepper’s hips and plant my feet on the bed to fuck into him. Skin slaps skin as I grunt, watching him unravel thread by thread. The red head of his much-smaller prick is gorgeous, as is the rest of him. His petite, hairless body, pale skin, a defined six-pack, and pecs with brown, suckable nipples. His scent. Fuck, his scent. It does it for me.

“I feel you,” he cries out. “Your pleasure.”

Right. The connection.

“Then you know… You feel so good, sweetheart.”

His head bobs in a wild understanding. “Nick.”

“I know. I’ll fill your hole, Elfie. I’ll give you my cum just like you need.”

“Please.”

Punishing Pepper’s hips in my firm grip, sure to leave bruises tomorrow, I pound into his eager body from below. Like a rider about to be thrown from his stead, my elf takes it like a champ as I wreck him. I wreck him so good I moan at the sight of his willingness to trust me and let go. Beautiful. Mine.

It starts in my spine and travels down into my balls and up my cock, the pleasure building, and as it does, Pepper screams in earsplitting pleasure as if he knows what’s about to happen. He can sense it. Feel it through the bond.

“I’m gonna give you what you want.” Dropping him one final time onto my shaft, burying it to the hilt, I squeeze my eyes painfully shut as every inch of me shatters. Cum rockets out of my prick into him—filling the void, connecting us, tethering our souls as was written.

Beneath my grip, Pepper sobs in ecstasy before collapsing on top of me, his skin slick with sweat, his breath heavy at my throat, bathing it in steam. He struggles to gulp air as his asshole clenches and unclenches around my stiff member, still deep in his passage.

I hold him to me, wanting to care for him, to make sure he’s okay. Up and down his spine, I trace my fingers as his small cock throbs against my abdomen.

“Sweetheart, why are you still hard?” Trailing fingers down his backside, I cup his ass and give it a nice squeeze.It’s firm and perfect, just like the rest of him. The tree chose well.

“I didn’t come.”

“What?” Why wouldn’t he come? I did what he asked.

Pepper shivers in my arms.

“Elfie?” I prompt, wanting to make this good for him.

“Y-yes?”

“Why didn’t you come?”

“You didn’t tell me to.”

Rolling us over, I place Pepper on his back and me between his legs, my shaft still deep inside his ass. I prop myself above my flushed elf, hands planted on either side of his head. Between us, his member is soaked in clear fluid as it twitches, with no evidence of cum to be found. Knowing this isn’t okay, I reach between us and grip his shaft.

Eyes rolling into the back of his head, Pepper’s body quakes as if he’s been electrocuted. I pump his cock, slowly, up and down, in fascination. I know this should be weird. All of it should be. My first time touching another dick. My first with a male. But it’s not. Not even a little. This feels as natural as breathing. Touching his member, which is even smaller in my hand, is right. The heat of it searing into my skin, the fresh burst of vanilla that perfumes the air as his hole clenches down on my cock, is right.

In time with my strokes, I make love to my elf's hole. No longer rushed to come, I draw out his pleasure, swirling my thumb around his cockhead, next to the slit.

Fisting the blanket, teeth sunk into his bottom lip, Pepper’s neck elongates as he surrenders to me, giving me his body to do with what I choose, and I choose to fuck him slowly, to let my cum do whatever it wants inside his hole. Will a baby come from this? We don’t know. Honestly, I don’tcare one way or another. It’s already happened. We’ve taken the leap.

“Nick.”

“Yes, my sweetheart?”

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