A Christmas Yule Log 1
A Yule Log for Jimmy, a short story by Josh Terrence
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Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.
This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.
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It was just after midnight when Carrie and James Smith finished putting presents under the tree for their son, 12 year old Jimmy. On the wall adjacent to the tree, three stockings were stuffed beyond capacity with candy and other small toys that would brighten their morning when little Jimmy scampered down the stairs upon waking up. Outside, a light snow was falling and the streets were covered in a dusting of the white powder while every house in town glowed with warmth and Christmas cheer.
Indeed, there was a magical feeling in the air as the loving couple shared a sweet kiss on the lips and a tender smile, satisfied with their handiwork. Their task complete on the bottom floor, they ascended the staircase and peaked into the room that belonged to their sleeping son. Seeing that their baby boy was in the midst of a peaceful slumber, the pair shared a knowing smile just as the familiar jingle of an approaching sleigh echoed from the rooftop.
“It's about that time, honey,” Carrie told her husband, who nodded dutifully and gave his wife a warm hug before approaching Jimmy's bed and taking a seat on the edge of his mattress. Seeing that her husband was on task, Carrie continued down the hall to her and James' room to watch a TV show that would lull her into her own peaceful slumber.
As soon as James sat on the edge of his son's bed, he ran his long fingers through Jimmy's brown hair and smiled. Seeing his little boy's fluttering lips melted his heart, and he couldn't help but lean down and plant a loving kiss on them while he rubbed the boy's warm tummy.
“I love you, baby boy,” James said affectionately, watching as Jimmy started to wake up. The 12 year old blinked as the light from the hallway cast a shadow against the wall by his bed, then he smiled up at his daddy and said, “I love you too. Is it time, daddy?”
“Almost, Jimmy,” James said, pulling his boy's covers back and sliding into the bed beside him. Sitting up so that his back was resting against the headboard, he said, “I thought that maybe I could get you ready for Santa, son.”
“Okay,” the groggy little boy said with an eager smile, feeling his bowel send a powerful signal that it was full. Feeling a shiver of desire run through him, the 12 year old sat up and snuggled into his father's side with a hopeful smile. “Will you pack my fudge tonight?”
“Would you like that, buddy?” James asked, and Jimmy nodded hastily. “Is your shitter nice and full?”
Jimmy nodded again, prompting his dad to use two fingertips to lift his chin so that they were looking into each others' eyes. Jimmy moaned softly when James planted another kiss on his cherry red lips, then his daddy's tongue invaded his mouth and the little guy felt his boy sized boner jump in his undies.
As their tongues danced, James reached down and took Jimmy under his arms, pulling him up so that they were face to face. Jimmy responded by wrapping his arms around James's neck while the man let his large hands roam down to Jimmy's plump rear end, which was clad in white briefs with a blue striped waistband. The warmth of his son's buns was like an aphrodisiac to the man, and he felt his own boner throbbing in his boxers. Realizing that he was going to have to slide his boxers down, the man broke his kiss with Jimmy and said, “Let daddy get us undressed, buddy.”
Little Jimmy Smith obediently watched with animated eyes as his dad pushed his boxers off of his hips, causing his fully engorged man cock to spring loose. As soon as James' boxers were off of his hips and around his ankles, the man reached out and hastily peeled the seat of Jimmy's white boy briefs down just far enough to expose his bubble butt, leaving his boy cock covered in the front.
Much to Jimmy's delight, James reengaged him in a deep kiss while the boy straddled his daddy's midsection, feeling his massive pole invading his crack. The sensation of his urgent bowel signal was growing stronger by the second, causing his pucker to pooch out while the mushroom shaped head of his daddy's prick was pushing up against it from the outside. Realizing that he was about to be treated to a deep fudge packing that would stir up the contents of his butt, the naughty little boy reached back and used his fingertips to press the glans of James' prick into his sweaty hole.
“Tell daddy what you want, Jimmy,” James growled, and Jimmy's little body shivered hard.
“I want you to give me a hard fudge packing, daddy,” the boy said, his voice breaking as the desire coursing through his body prevailed. “There's a lot of poop in my butt, and I want you to push it all the way up my butthole and make it soft and stinky.”
“You're going to love that, aren't you baby?” James hissed, and Jimmy nodded, resting his head on his daddy's shoulder as the rigid glans began to push through his anal ring.
James groaned when he felt the head of his prick push into a mass of hot, steaming shit that was sitting just past his son's sphincter, then he watched with a knowing smile as his son started to bear down so that he could receive his daddy's full length. The stink in the room was unmistakable as it swirled in the respective noses of both father and son, then Jimmy settled into a pleasure filled ride while his father caressed his soft cheek.
“Does that feel good, son?” James asked, and Jimmy nodded as he purposely flexed the muscles that lined his rectum. “It feels like you're taking a shit around my dick, buddy.”
With a naughty smile on his cherubic face, the horny 12 year old admitted, “I am, daddy. I want to make sure that your hard-on has a lot of poop on it when you take it out of me.”
“Oh yeah?” James asked, eager to egg his boy on. “Tell daddy why.”
“Because I'm gonna suck it clean, daddy,” Jimmy stuttered, still flexing the muscles in his chute while James' dick slid in and out with more and more fluidity. “I want to make sure that I get a nice snack before Santa gets to our house.”
“I see, buddy,” James moaned, feeling a hot pile of his son's stool collecting around the base of his prick, causing his balls to pull tight to his scrotum. “What about the poop that doesn't make it onto daddy's prick?”
“I'm gonna push it out into my undies,” the shameless little scat lover admitted, knowing that his underwear were already smeared with the soft, warm pile that was turning him on and making him moan with depravity. “Then I'm gonna eat it, daddy.”
“Oh shit, daddy's cock is ready to shoot, buddy,” James warned his boy. “Do you want my load in your shitter, son?”
Shaking his head no, the naughty little fellow announced, “I want it in my mouth, daddy.”
“Then you better not wait too long, Jimmy,” James said, feeling the familiar burn of a powerful climax on the approach.
With a long, pleasure filled moan, Jimmy felt his own orgasm taking hold and realized that his rear end was constricting on its own. Unable to control himself, the gay youngster treated himself to several more strokes of his daddy's cock while his bowels moved again, sending a hot load of shit down that coated James' rigid dick, then was pushed down to the base by the boy's contracting sphincter.
Just when James thought he would lose the battle and breed his son's shit smeared ass, the clever little bottom pulled himself off and made his move with fire in his young eyes. Acting on sheer instinct and desire, 12 year old Jimmy opened wide and wrapped his lips around his father's shit coated erection. With an eager grin on his young face, the little boy pulled a massive heap of his own boy poop into his mouth and smeared it with his tongue while James's load spewed forth. Realizing that he had a mouthful of his two favorites, cum and shit, the naughty little boy swallowed with a decadent smile just in time to welcome the next mouthful of cum.
James watched with a lecherous grin as his boy made a pig of himself, using his tongue to pull in thick dollops of hot butt pudding that was smeared all over his daddy's crotch. While Jimmy was indulging in mouthful after mouthful of the brown load he had evacuated around his daddy's pleasure stick, James lovingly pulled his son's smeared underpants up. As soon as the waistband tightened around his waist, Jimmy let loose with the rest of his load and filled his briefs in an instant while he concentrated on the task of licking away shit smears from his daddy's crotch.
While he was still immersed in the naughty activity that was bringing him such pleasure, the horny 12 year old reached back and began squeezing his pant load through the outside of his briefs, moaning with shameless delight the entire time. When his daddy's crotch was licked clean, the eager little shit eater went into his own underwear and pulled two handfuls of stool out for his continued enjoyment. Each mouthful was savored by the little boy, who took the time to smear them both with his tongue against the roof of his mouth, enhancing the stink and the flavor before he finally swallowed.
When there was no more shit to be eaten, James took his son by the hand and walked him to the bathroom, where a warm washcloth was used to wipe the boy's bottom clean. When Jimmy's rump was clean, the man held open a pair of clean undies for the boy to step into, then he wiped the boy's face clean just as the sound of a sleigh landing on the roof carried into their ears.
“It's time, baby boy,” James said with a smile, kissing his son's cheek. “Go show Santa what a good little toilet you've been, okay?”
“I promise, daddy,” Jimmy pledged with a sweet smile, then he hurried down the stairs to greet the jolly Saint. As he made it to the bottom of the stair case, the large shadow of a bearded man came into view and Jimmy blinked, then in a small voice he called out, “Santa?”
Taking in the sight of the underwear clad 12 year old, Santa felt a strong shiver roll through him and said, “Yes, little Jimmy Smith, it's me.”
With a shy smile, the sweet boy found himself compelled to run over and give the man a hug. Feeling his heart melt at the tender disposition of the boy, Santa knelt down and gave him a knowing sniff.
“Do you know what I want for Christmas, Santa?” Jimmy asked while the jolly old Saint sniffed him.
“I know exactly what you want, Jimmy,” Santa assured him, then he took his list of names out and adjusted his spectacles. “It says here that you've been a very naughty little gay boy this year, buddy.”
“It does?” Jimmy asked with a hint of wonder in his voice, knowing that indeed, he'd been extra naughty all year. He remembered that on a daily basis, he'd been dropping his pants and bending over for his teachers and classmates alike. He also remembered that on several occasions, he'd even taken the long way home from school, walking through the alley behind the gay bar so he could put out for strangers.
“Indeed it does, Jimmy,” Santa said with a solemn, tone, then his face brightened and he continued. “It also says that you've been a very reliable toilet. Is that true, Jimmy?”
“Yes, Santa,” the little boy said, nodding with a proud smile. “Daddy says I'm his favorite little toilet.”
“Well, that's quite the compliment, son,” Santa said, then he stroked his beard. “And I think I know exactly what a good little toilet like you would like to have for Christmas.”
With a hopeful smile, Jimmy looked up at Santa, who nodded and unbuckled his large black belt, letting his pants fall to the floor. In a flash, Jimmy was on his knees, opening wide while the obese bearer of gifts positioned his ass over the boy's watering mouth. As the sound of jingling sleigh bells rang in the background, Jimmy watched with animated eyes while a jumbo sized loaf grew to an impressive 12 inches as it slid from Santa's rectum with a moist crackle and fell to a safe landing in his waiting turd repository.
“Mmm!” the youngster moaned as he smashed and chewed his brown gift. From the stairs, his mom and dad were watching with loving smiles as their little boy got his Christmas wish. When the hot loaf was eaten, Jimmy used his eager tongue to lick Santa's crack clean, then he slid his undies down and presented his own rear end for Santa to slide his North pointing man pole into. While Jimmy was moaning with the pleasure of a Christmas morning ass fuck, Carrie and James slipped away to their room.
When Santa's red pants were up and his belt was fastened, the grateful little boy hugged him tight and said, “Thank you, Santa. This was the best Christmas ever.”
With a warm smile of his own, the jolly old Saint rubbed Jimmy's tummy and said, “When you wake up, you'll have a special gift that I know you'll enjoy.”
Before Jimmy could respond, Santa looked up the staircase and grinned just as a powerful gas pain gripped James in his bed. With a wink, Santa told Jimmy, “I want you to hurry up the stairs to see your daddy. He's ready to use his favorite toilet again.”
With an excited smile, little Jimmy Smith scampered off, anxious to receive his Christmas offering right away while Santa got back in his sleigh and rode to the next house.
Coming Next... A Yule Log for Alan
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