Twenty-Eight

Garrett

“It’s Christmas!” I yelled and jumped on the bed wearing only my briefs and a Santa hat as soon as the sun was up.

“Garrett, what are you doing?” Steve groaned and made a half-hearted attempt at throwing a pillow.

“Come on, let’s see if Santa came,” I said and dragged him out of bed. He plopped on the couch, and I turned on the lights on the tree. “Oh, look there’s something for you.” I handed him a package and set another in front of Teddy because he had a few gifts under the tree, and he knew exactly how to open them.

I pulled a blanket over me and watched as Steve opened the gift I’d given him. “Garrett, what is this?” he said before folding in half, laughing. It was a Christmas ornament and in the center of the glass disc was a close-up photo of his face with his elf hat on. Tinsel was written in silver script along the bottom. I’d taken it on one of the occasions I’d seen him at the mall.

“You’re my cute little elf and I think you’ll look extra special on the tree.” He looked at it again and laughed.

“Please tell me you ordered one of these for my parents.”

“Of course, and mine too,” I said. He jumped up and grabbed a gift from way in the back of the tree and handed it to me.

“This is for you,” he said.

It was heavy and wrapped beautifully. “I don’t want to open it,” I said.

“Open it, I want to see if you like it.”

I tore at the paper and was surprised to see it was the same journal I’d bought my grandfather. “How did you know?”

“I noticed. It was one of the first things I loved about you. The fact you were so careful about what you chose for him and put so much thought into it. I wasn’t sure if you’d use a journal but it’s a pretty cool looking one,” he rambled before I stopped him with a kiss.

“I love it, and yes, I use a journal. Not the way he does but I do use one. Thank you,” I whispered before kissing him again.

We lounged around a while longer and watched Teddy tear open all of his gifts and play with the paper more than the toy, but he loved it and that’s all that mattered. Once we had a coffee, the two of us made breakfast casserole and heated up some cinnamon rolls. It all felt so normal and like we did this every year, and in that moment, I knew I wanted this every year and hoped he did too.

We finally showered and were ready to make the rounds to our families. The gifts Steve had helped me choose for the white elephant gifts were perfect, and we were both as competitive there as we had been at game day. “Oh, this is for you too,” I said and handed my parents the package when we were getting ready to leave. Mom tore it open and the two of them laughed at the elf ornament before hugging Steve and welcoming him to the family.

“It’s official, you’re one of us now,” Jess said and laughed again at the ornament.

“Thanks—I think,” Steve said, making everyone laugh again. He finally got to meet my grandfather Joe.

“Did he tell you he buys me a new journal every year?” he asked Steve and winked at me.

“He did, he told me how you sketch everything on your hikes and how beautiful it is,” Steve said. Grandpa brought out the latest one like he did every year and showed Steve. A month ago, I would have thought he was forcing himself to enjoy himself, but now I knew he really did enjoy spending time with our families. He listened to Grandpa and spent time looking at every page, and my heart warmed to him even more.

“Sorry to break this up, but we should probably get going so we can drop off gifts for your family before it gets too late,” I said, and after a long round of goodbyes we were in the car driving to their house. We’d brought Teddy with us since neither of us wanted to leave him home alone and he was wearing a cute little elf costume that was similar to Steve’s, and I couldn’t wait to see his parents’ reaction.

We pulled up to the house and after organizing everything, knocked at the door. “Boys, come on in, we were wondering when you’d be here,” Cindy greeted, and promptly took Teddy from Steve. “I just love this little cutie.”

“We’re not quite ready to eat yet,” Stan said from the kitchen.

“No worries, we’re just delivering gifts then we’re on our way back home,” Steve said, and I grinned at him. He had a hard time turning his parents down, which was part of the stress that had been between them. Those days were gone now, and everything was good.

“Here, go ahead and open this,” he said and handed them two small packages.

“What is it?” Cindy asked just as Dale walked into the room.

“Open it,” Steve said, and handed another one to Dale. The three of them opened them at the same time and all laughed at the silly elf ornament. After exchanging a few more gifts and having a few snacks because there was no way Cindy was letting us leave without feeding us, we were finally on our way home.

“Did you have fun?” I asked Steve, who hadn’t stopped smiling all day.

“So much fun, but now I’m ready to spend some time with you,” he said and kissed my hand. “Love you.”

“Love you too.” Since it was Christmas Day, there was no traffic. Everything was closed, and the busy city was finally calm and ready to get a good rest before the chaos of the day after began. Once we were home, we carried everything inside and put away the food we’d brought home.

“I’ll be right back,” Steve said, and I knew he was up to something, but I had my own ace up my sleeve. I ran into the bedroom, closed the door, and stripped off my clothes before digging his special surprise out of my drawer. I tugged it on and made sure my dick fit just right inside it and turned to get a look at it before he saw it. I’d bought a thong with a red and green striped elf hat attached that my dick was currently wrapped in. There was a small bow at the top and jingle bells on the end that chimed with any movement.

Next, I put my Santa hat on and posed myself on the bed against the pillows.

“Garrett?”

“In here,” I said, and tried to look sexy while barely containing my excitement. He cracked the door before sauntering in making me sit up at full attention. In walked my sexy boyfriend wearing red and green striped tight shorts that showed off every line of his hard dick. He also had a low cut silky green top that showed off his toned chest with bells placed along the bottom that jingled when he moved. “Tinsel.”

“Santa told me there’s someone here who deserves a special gift this year,” he said in his grouchy elf tone.

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” I said going along with the game.

“Did you wear that just for me?” he asked in the same voice and glided his hand along the elf hat that was now standing straight up between my legs.

“Y—yes,” I stammered.

“Well, I hope you’re ready to go to the North Pole because—I can’t,” he said and burst out laughing. “You look so fucking hot, but I can’t keep up the role play,” Steve said.

“I want you to fuck me in that costume, would that be, okay?” I asked and watched as he visibly swallowed, and his laughter cut off. I rolled over and showed my ass off to him while slowly rubbing my cheek.

“I’m pretty sure I can handle that,” he said, and reached for my hardness. “Can you leave this on?”

“Whatever you want,” I said, and as soon as the words were out of my mouth, he rolled me over and pulled my hips up so my ass was on display for him, and after a sharp slap he took out the lube and spread it over me. I struggled to keep my hands off my own dick, but I knew it would be worth it if I could wait for him.

He fingered me and held my hand making sure I didn’t touch myself before finally putting on a condom and sliding into me while reaching inside the thong. The brush of his fingers put me so on edge I bit my lip trying to hold back but then he grabbed my hips and pounded into me. “Garrett, I hope you’re almost ready because I’m about ready to shoot,” he grunted and gripped my dick tight before working it as fast as he drove into me. My orgasm hit so hard and fast I had no time to warn him and feeling him pulse in me made it last even longer.

We fell into a sweaty mess onto the bed to the sound of jingle bells, making each other laugh. “I love you, Steve. Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, I love you too.”

“Oh, I almost forgot.” He panted and reached under the bed. “This is for you.” He handed me a box of Little Debbie’s cakes with a grin.

“It was you,” I said, and flung the box of cakes before kissing him while he laughed, and I hoped for another round.

THE END