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Author's Note:
This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.
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Horny Santa
By
Wolf
Everyone in town knew the old gentleman that played Santa Claus every year. He was an iconic figure in the community. His given name was George Knickerbocker, but everyone called him Nick. He was always the picture of a respectable member of the community. Every year he was called upon to be the Santa Claus for the community because he looked so much like the popular image created by Sundblom in 1931 and updated by Thomas Nast over the years for the Coca-Cola Company.
He was about 5' 9" and was a round bellied guy that measured 53 inches around his belly. His hair was as white as snow and he maintained a beard that looked like the drawings of Santa Claus on the Coca-Cola trucks and billboards. Over the years he had acquired a costume that was a close replica of the popular images. The black leather boots were perfect. The red wool coat, cap and trousers were professionally made. The white pho-fur looked perfect. When he was in costume makeup was not required at all. His blue eyes sparked behind the wire rimmed glasses, and rosy cheeks and round nose looked like the self- portraits of Rembrandt. He even smoked a long-stemmed meerschaum pipe.
Whenever anyone wanted a Santa Claus he was the first person called upon. The weeks between Thanksgiving and New Years of course were the busiest, but the rest of the year Nick was only called upon for birthday parties or grand opening of retail stores. Every child from two to ninety greeted him when they saw in town.
No one was sure where he had lived before he retired. Apparently, whatever he had done gave him a retirement income that allowed him to live comfortably.
His image was saintly as the character of his alter ego. There were only a select few that knew that he had a darker side.
When Nick felt the overwhelming erg for sex he would leave town for a few weeks at a time. The town folks would have been shocked if they knew where Nick spend went on his sabbaticals.
Nick lived in the northwest, but for fun and games he was a snowbird and headed south to play. As soon as the New Year arrived he was free to take his motor home and drive south. He enjoyed most of the winter in Palm Springs California. There was a resort hotel that welcomed having Santa Claus vacation at their resort, so he was not charged for his stays.
The winters in Palm Springs have an average day time high of 80 degrees, but there's often strong north winds to put up with. The resort he frequented was nestled into a draw on the eastern side of the San Jacinto Mountains. The attraction of this resort is that it is a notorious gay playground for the Hollywood set. The teenaged girls would dye if they knew how many of their motion picture idols were howling queens. The powers to be of Hollywood would lounge around the pool sipping sweet drinks with those same movie hunks sucking their cock, in hopes of landing movie rolls that would be worthy of Oscar nominations. Every Oscar under their belt would insure additional millions to their salaries.
Nick was a favorite guest, because so many of the paying guests were chubby chasers. The Hollywood moguls enjoyed watching the up and coming actors degrade themselves having sex with Nick.
After checking in to his room Nick would slip into his scarlet bathing trunks and find a lounge chair by the pool. There would be a throng of fans that would flirt with him.
He was a classical picture of Santa Claus vacationing, laying on the lounge chair in a warm climate. His face was instantly recognizable with the white hair and beard. He had large fat man tits that were covered with white hair. In truth about the only place that his body didn't have hair was his belly and butt. His belly looked like a pink beach ball that hung over his lower abdominal area. His scrotum and penis were wedged between big fat thighs. His scrotum was a pink hairless round ball, with a seam running down the middle, and his cock was a fat thing only about 3-inches long. He had been born with an excess amount of foreskin that he had stretched so much over the years that he could dock any man's cock. He could pull his skin completely over a 10-inch cock and masturbate them to orgasm.
He enjoyed putting on a show for the gusts. The horny young actors would do anything in hopes of landing a part in movie. They would pull Nick's trunks off and lick his balls and suck his cock until they got a mouth full of cum. Then they would lay over his belly to sick on those hairy man tits.
It was fortunate that the chase lounges were extra strong, because they would have to support all of Nick's 325 pounds and the additional weight of at least two additional men at least 200 hundred pounds each. While a young actor was sucking Nick's tits, one of the big named male stars would mound the youth from behind and ram their 8 or 9- inch cock into the young actor's asshole and fuck them hard.
The hotel had a very liberal policy about nudism. Guests were allowed to walk the halls and lobby in the nude. The Hollywood power brokers would even enter the dinning room naked and sit in their booth gorging themselves on food like historical Romans, while young boys were under the table sucking their cocks.
There were plenty of mother's willing to prostitute their young boys in hopes that they would become child stars, so they would allow their children to go to the hotel with members of studios with instructions to do anything they were asked to do.
Nick would enjoy a week or two enjoying the pleasures available at the hotel before returning north with plenty of videos to occupy him for a few months.
He would have videos of him playing the naked Santa with naked young boys sitting on his lap telling him what they wanted for Christmas and sucking on his hairy nipples, while he played with their little penises. The boys would also kneel between his legs and suck his little penis.
There were only a couple of men back home that knew about Nick's sexual desires, and there were plenty of sweet little old widows that were always offering to cook meals for Nick. He was not the type of man to refuse a good meal.
These women were flirting with him, but he assured them that they would be disappointed with him sexually because he was not blessed with much of a tool and he weighed so much he would crush them. He was not about to tell them he was gay. That would have killed his ability to be Santa for the community.
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