Alex's New Life: Next Generation Chapter 22
Time for Nick to experience a proper Christmas and maybe a few other things, although they may be a little "vanilla." Don't forget to donate to Nifty https://donate.nifty.org and message me if you like at sithspawn78@yahoo.co.uk
Chapter 22
\\\ Nick ///
I FRICKIN' LOVE CHRISTMAS!!! I never thought I'd say those words but this one was the best ever. Not that it really had a lot to live up to since the previous ones had all been miserable, but I was definitely going to remember this one for all the right reasons. Our house had been decorated brilliantly with a huge tree in the living room and decorations all over the banisters around the stairs, like the ones you see in Christmas movies where the set designer's gone all out to make you know what time of year it is.
The last two weeks before had been manic. Lucas and I had been given the talk by his dads as he expected, only I don't think either of us expected it to be so funny. They definitely managed to get the message across, not only with their words but with the hilarious cartoons Alex had drawn to emphasise what they meant. The last week of school was pretty relaxed as well. We all ended up exchanging gifts with each other as everyone was going to be scattered to the wind over the holidays, so it was our last chance to be together for a couple of weeks. Jamie and Tom were going to be spending Christmas at home with their families while Danny was off to Amberswood to stay with his grandparents. Noah's family had decided to go away skiing somewhere in the Alps so he'd definitely be getting a white Christmas. I knew I'd be spending the day at the farm with Lucas, Sammie and Ben, as well as all our families, so at least that meant I'd have a few people my own age around.
I wasn't expecting to get too much this year but I didn't mind at all. I'd already had a new house, guitar and studio kitted out so I doubt my parents would want to spend too much more on me. I also told Lucas not to bother getting me anything because, well, having a super strong, super buff boyfriend was the gift that kept on giving. It was difficult to think what to get him though. I wanted it to be something special but not something he could wear as I didn't want him wrecking it if he grew bigger. I finally hit on an idea when I'd been lying awake one night. I'd already written some music for him to dance to, but as I lay there just thinking about what had happened in the wreck room, I began to hear the music that would go along with what I'd been seeing. I dashed down to my little studio and laid down a very simple demo track for the tune. Then, over the next few days, I added more instruments and refined it until not only did I have a tune that made me think of him, but also a few others that evoked all the emotions about him letting me in on the secret.
It started with the basic riff from the song Lucas had been singing on the way up to picking the Christmas tree, and then it softened down to convey my confusion about how I should remove the tree. After that it took a dramatic turn as the secret was revealed, followed by a more triumphant melody for the relief we both felt that it was out in the open. From there it went really up tempo for when we walked down to the wreck room and I was bombarding Lucas with questions, followed by a pretty jovial melody to convey Lucas and I enjoying the way he was demonstrating his strength. Then it turned really dramatic before softening down into a more sombre tune from when I'd been freaked out by his muscle growth, and then finally it broke into a more celebratory and hopeful tune to finish. When it was finished the whole thing combined into just over a ten minute epic that I hoped would be as amazing to Lucas as he was to me.
When the big day came I could hardly contain my excitement. I'd never had trouble getting to sleep on Christmas Eve in the past but this year I knew it was going to be so much better and that kept me awake way longer than I would've liked. On Christmas morning I felt my dad gently trying to wake me and I even tried to shoo him away. Suddenly I remembered what day it was and instantly sprang up in bed, much to his amusement. It was 8am and I already wanted to dash off to the farm, but we'd agreed that we'd go later in the morning so that everybody had time to get ready. We had some presents to open at home but the rest would wait until later when we were all together.
Mum and Dad got me some new clothes and some vouchers to spend on music, as well as a few graphic novels I'd wanted, even though I could pretty much use the comic store in town as my own library these days. Dad bought Mum some jewellery and perfume as well as some items of clothing I'd rather not see her wearing. It was Mum who gave the best present of the day to both me and Dad though; she pulled out an envelope that contained the divorce papers from Brandon, so now she was a free woman and I would never have to see him again. She also pulled out another present I wasn't expecting. It had come from Brandon's parents and when I opened it there was a framed photo of me and them, without Brandon, from a holiday we went on when I was younger. There was a letter with is as well but I didn't want to read it right there.
I waited until after breakfast and then took it up to my room to read in private. It started by telling me how sorry they were about everything and that if they had known then they would've stepped in. They had also disowned Brandon as they couldn't forgive him for what he'd done to me. The last part of the letter made me well up as they told me they always had and always would love me as their own grandson but would understand if I wanted nothing more to do with them. They left their details at the bottom in case I still wanted to contact them but said they would leave me to decide if that was what I wanted. As soon as I read that I grabbed my phone and sent them a text wishing them a Merry Christmas and telling them that I still loved them; then I told them I'd email them later in the holidays to catch them up on my life, although I'd definitely leave out a few details. I got a reply almost straight away telling me to enjoy my day and they couldn't wait to hear from me again.
When we were ready to go we loaded up the car with presents for everyone else and set off for the farm. The sky was pretty overcast and there was a definite chill in the air. The weather forecast said there could be a chance of snow later on but I wasn't too hopeful as Emberville didn't really have a history of snowfalls, especially in December. Still, I didn't care. This was going to be my first ever Christmas with my boyfriend and both of our families so it could be the hottest Christmas on record for all I cared. As we pulled into the courtyard I saw that Uncle Sam's car was already here as well as my grandparent's car. There were also a couple of others I hadn't seen before so I assumed they belonged to Lucas' family.
Lucas and Alex greeted us as we climbed out the car and helped us carry all the presents into the main living room. We went around greeting everybody and Lucas introduced me to Alex's parents, as well as Josh's mum Alison, and Grandpa Bryan, who was in his nineties. Bryan still looked younger than I would expect of someone his age but Lucas said he was slowing down as he got older, and changing his muscle size was becoming more difficult as he aged. After all the greetings were over everyone settled down to open our presents. I sat on the floor along with Lucas, Sammie and Ben, while the adults sat on the furniture around the edge of the room.
I had to apologise to Lucas for not wrapping his present but it was just a media file, so all I could do was transfer it to his phone for him to listen to later. His present to me though was nicely wrapped and a lot heavier than I was expecting. When I opened up the box I pulled out two heavy, metal figures entwined together which were around six inches tall. Looking at them closely I could see that one figure was the cartoon version of me that I had on my bedroom wall, and the figure that was hugging mine looked like a cartoon version of Lucas. The level of detail on them along with the paint work, including the Fleek Flow logo on my figure's hoodie, was incredible. He told me that he and DJ had sculpted it from the barrel he'd helped me crush in the wreck room and he had hand painted it when it was complete. Was there no end to this boy's talents?
As I was rummaging through my other presents I opened a pack of underwear from my Uncle Sam, which seemed a little odd but I didn't think much more about it. When I set them down to move onto the next one, I suddenly heard a groan and much laughing around the room. I looked up, wondering what was going on and saw Alex looking exasperated at Uncle Sam and pointing at the underwear I'd just opened. He started complaining that Uncle Sam had pulled something off again; the same as every year. When I picked up the box again I noticed the usual, well-built model on the front of the packaging but didn't think that was too out of the ordinary. Looking closer at the model's face though I suddenly realised it was Alex, although he looked to be in his late teens or early twenties. And then it dawned on me; this was the same underwear that had pissed Brandon off before I was born. Apparently Uncle Sam had bought tonnes of these things and managed to bring them out every Christmas just to tease Alex. This year he'd given some to me as an official welcome to the tradition. In fairness Alex did look really good in those pictures and it was funny to think how anyone else looking at it would envy his body and how much dedication it must've taken to get it toned like that. I, on the other hand, knew it took no effort at all and that my boyfriend could make himself look just as good. Maybe I can get him to do the same pose some day.
After the presents were done all us kids retreated over to the cottage to give the adults a bit of breathing room and Lucas was really excited to listen to the new song I created for him. Normally we would've gone to the studio but because there were so many of us this year Alex and Josh had turned it into a big dining room. They were also using the kitchen in the main house as well as the cottage kitchen to prepare the food so Lucas and Sammie's grandparents were going backwards and forwards between the two houses all day. We still had plenty of privacy in the cottage's living room though and there was a sound system in there we could use so that Lucas could finally hear what I'd made for him.
I told him I wanted him to actually listen to it and not be tempted to dance along so we all agreed to just chill out on the couches. When we were all comfortably coupled up I started the music and settled back against Lucas to let it wash over us. As the music played I noticed his eyes were closed but his foot was tapping along in the more upbeat parts. When it had finished Lucas still held me tight and I could see the tears in his eyes. Ben and Sammie were impressed as well and told me how awesome they thought it sounded, causing me to blush quite a bit. We then settled down to watch some cheesy, Christmas movie and not long after it finished we got the call to go back to the studio to eat.
I'd heard stories about how a Christmas dinner should look but nothing prepared me for the feast that awaited us when we walked into that dining room. The studio had been transformed into a festive wonderland with big sheets covering the walls and mirrors that had been painted with Christmas trees, decorations and candles. In the centre of the room was a huge table piled high with food, almost like the tables from the Harry Potter films, and I couldn't believe that it could just be for us. There was definitely enough to feed all sixteen of us and I knew Alex and his family could probably polish it all off even if we weren't there. The food all tasted incredible and I probably ate way more than I should have, but what made it more special was just sitting around the table and seeing the families interacting all around. There were conversations happening, people bringing up stories from the past and plenty of laughter to go around. Sometimes I just kept quiet and sat back to watch what was going on around us, even noticing my mum giving me a knowing smile as she hadn't experienced anything like this in a long while either.
After we'd all finished eating there was still some food left over, but only because they wanted to save some in case anyone wanted anything later, otherwise everything would've been stripped clean. As everyone busied themselves clearing everything away I hopped onto Sammie's keyboard to play some music and keep everyone entertained as they went back and forth to the house, then when it was all clear we all headed back to the house to play some games. The quiz games were funny as there a few times when there were disputes over the answers, even though they were on the cards, so as the quiz master, Alex challenged anyone who disputed it to an arm wrestle. Most of us didn't even bother to step up as we knew we didn't have a chance but Lucas and Josh accepted the challenge a few times which then made Alex back down. I wondered if he did so they wouldn't spend all night at a stalemate or if they were actually stronger than him.
As darkness fell and it got later our grandparents left and Lucas took me up to his room so we could just relax together. It had actually started snowing a little by this time and even though it was probably unlikely to give more than a slight dusting it was still nice to watch it come down. Lucas left his curtains open and the lights off but put a video on his TV of a fireplace crackling away, making me feel warm and sleepy. We lay back on his bed with Lucas' arm wrapped around me and I felt myself gradually drift off to sleep.
I was woken up by the overwhelming urge to pee and it took me a few seconds to remember where I was. I felt a strange warmth all around me and quickly realised that I was lying next to Lucas with my head on his shoulder and his arm resting on the other side of my body. I lay there just listening to his soft breathing and worried about waking him up, but I really needed to go, so as carefully as I could I climbed over his arm and out of bed. It was still early but there was a little light starting to creep in from behind the curtains. As I stood up I soon realised that I wasn't wearing my jeans or my hoodie anymore, I was just in my t shirt and boxers so I wondered if I'd stripped without remembering or if Lucas had done it for me. I quietly padded over to his bedroom door and tried to open it without making a sound. I crept down the landing, hoping the old house didn't have any creaky floorboards, and then finally made it to the bathroom. Once I made it in and the door was shut I turned on the light, taking a few second for my eyes to adjust before getting on with doing my business. When I was done I looked at myself in the mirror. I had some serious bed head going on which looked even worse as I was growing it out a little more now. I flipped the light off to let my eyes readjust to the darkness and then crept back to the bedroom.
As I climbed back into bed I felt Lucas wrap his arms around me and then kiss me on the back of my neck. I turned around to see his eyes open and a big smile on his face as he went in to kiss me on the lips again. He turned the little light on next to his bed and we lay there for a while, saying very little. I asked him about how I got undressed and he sheepishly told me he'd stripped me down. I joked about him tearing my clothes off but he said he only did that to his own. When he said that I felt myself pop a boner and he noticed it too as I saw a little smirk come over his face. He suddenly jumped out of bed and started rummaging in his wardrobe for a second. He pulled out a small t shirt and I noticed he started to dwindle down a little as he swapped the one he'd been wearing for the new one.
He asked if I wanted to see him hulk out of it and all I could do was enthusiastically nod my head. He put the main light on and stood at the foot of the bed, briefly asking me if I was going to pass out again. I was really hoping not to but I couldn't guarantee it. He just smiled and shrugged his shoulders before telling me he was going to go for it anyway. Even if I missed it he'd still enjoy it.
Watching him tear out of that t shirt was not what I'd expected. I'd seen videos online of people tearing t shirts open or flexing to pump up their biceps to break through their shirt sleeves, but every one of those videos showed a lot of straining and grunting as they tried to make the fabric yield to their power. Lucas didn't do any of that at all. He simply grew larger and the fabric just tore apart as if it was made of tissue. He didn't stop expanding at the point where the material was strained to the max, nor did he have to flex or tear at any of the material to get it off; he just simply grew too big for it and it had no other choice but to break. He hadn't even grown massive either. He'd used a really small t shirt and just grown to the size of a fitness model again, rather than a heavyweight bodybuilder. I didn't mind though as it was still the hottest thing I'd ever seen.
Lucas could see that too. He knew I was turned on by what I'd seen and pulled the covers off me to confirm his suspicions. I couldn't hide the obvious bulge in my shorts and when Lucas saw it he climbed back onto the bed and reached out to it. The minute his hand made contact with the cloth covering my member I moaned in pleasure. He quickly tore off my shorts, causing me to worry about going commando later, until he reminded me I'd had some new ones for Christmas. He asked me if I was ready for this and I told him if he didn't do something about the hard on he'd caused then we were over.
With a smile he tenderly ran his finger up from the base of my throbbing member as I threw my head back in ecstasy, then he leaned down and did the same again, only this time with his tongue. He teased the head and tickled my piss slit before finally plunging his mouth fully down my shaft until I could feel his breath around my pubes. I looked down to see the top of his head with his messy, blond hair bobbing up and down between his cannonball like shoulders. He kept teasing me more and more by pulling my cock almost completely out of his mouth so his lips were just kissing the tip, before taking the whole thing back into his mouth again. He seemed to be able to sense when I was getting close as he'd ease up a little and then start over. Finally I couldn't take any more and he knew it so he carried on until I shot my load straight down his throat.
When I was spent he sat up and looked at me with a huge smile on his face. I asked him where he'd learned how to do that and he just told me he'd had loads of practice. I was devastated. He'd told me he'd never done anything with anyone else but now I found out he'd lied to me. He seemed to know what I was thinking and he tried to reassure me that he'd been with no one else. Without any further discussion he hopped up onto the bed and tore his own underwear off, giving me my first look at his impressive tool. It was a couple of inches longer than mine and a little thicker too, but before I could get a better look at it Lucas suddenly lay back on the bed before raising his hips up to bring his cock right down to his lips. He flashed me a cheeky smile before darting his tongue out to tickle the head, and then he took the whole thing into his mouth, right down to the base.
I asked him if I could try and he got me to position myself so I was between his legs, looking straight up that magnificent body of his. He taught me everything he knew between moans and after a few minutes I felt him tense up, ready to explode. And that's exactly what he did. The only way I can describe it is like trying to keep your mouth over a coke bottle after you've dumped some Mentos in it. The first shot hit the back of my throat so hard I thought I was going to choke causing me to start coughing and spluttering. Lucas immediately sat up to check on me but as he did his cock pointed straight at me and fired another load straight at my chest. My t shirt was absolutely soaked and Lucas quickly shoved his cock into his mouth again to catch the remaining shots so they didn't make any more mess. When he was done and I'd stopped spluttering we both looked each other in the face and just burst out laughing.
Lucas shrank back down and told me to take a shower while he tidied everything up. As I walked out of the bathroom after my shower I could smell breakfast cooking downstairs and once Lucas had showered we both went down to see the family. I ended up borrowing a t shirt off Lucas as mine was in dire need of a clean but luckily I don't think anyone else noticed I'd changed. Turns out everyone else had gone home after I fell asleep so it was just me, Lucas, Sammie and their dads at the breakfast table. I didn't mind though as they all treated me like part of the family now that I knew their secret so the conversation flowed smoothly. Josh dropped me off home later on and reminded me that New Year would be at their place as well.
I had a couple of shifts in the music store over the next week and any time in between those I was able to hang out with Ben, Jamie and Tom, as well as the twins. Noah arrived back just before New Year but Danny was still going to be away until just before school started back. We had our own small celebration during the day on New Year's Eve before Ben and I went up to the farm with our families for the big countdown. Our grandparents were there again so it was another full on family affair with plenty of food to go round as usual, and it was a proper party atmosphere. We did the countdown to midnight and as the clock struck twelve we all raised our glasses and cheered in the New Year. I was hoping we'd have fireworks but Lucas said they'd spook the horses so I guess he was right, we still got to see them on TV though.
As everyone went around hugging each other and wishing everyone a Happy New Year, Dad suddenly dropped to one knee in front of mum and held out a ring. Both of us were stunned but without hesitation she said yes. I was gobsmacked. My family was finally coming together and I couldn't have been happier for them both. I leapt into Dad's arms and started crying like a baby, then did the same with Mum. There was a fresh surge of hugging as everyone else wanted to congratulate them so I backed off a little. Lucas came up and wrapped his arms around me as I just looked on at the happy scene in front of me.