by Carl Miller Daniels
the clatter of tiny reindeer hooves awoke
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy.
it was christmas eve, and, despite
the promise of new clothes and
telecommunications gadgetry,
all the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
was really thinking about was
his own big hard throbbing dick, and,
um, er, well,
this did give him cause to wonder:
was that sound
over his head
actually
the clatter of tiny reindeer hooves?
on the roof over his bed?
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
threw back the covers and
got out of bed, his big dick
hard and throbbing and projecting
out a substantial distance in
front of the rest of him.
he heard clatters and bings and
bangs, and, when he went
to his window, he discovered that all 8 of
the tiny little reindeer were now
peeking in the window at him.
they had big brown eyes,
and the sleigh to which
they were tethered
kind of drifted magically
out behind them. it was empty,
save for a mound of packages.
no santa claus.
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
was so alarmed and surprised and
intrigued, that, just for a moment,
his big hard dick went soft.
then, the 8 little reindeer
drifted on down
to the ground, and then
santa bounded out the front
door, jumped into the sleigh,
and
off the whole assembly went,
up into the air, just like a
disappearing UFO.
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
stood staring out the window.
he was pretty excited.
in fact, his big
dick went instantly hard again, in less
than the blink of an eye.
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
stood there in front of his window,
his big dick throbbing, begging
for attention.
and, as the glowing clock on
his bedside table skittered toward
christmas day,
the sexy naked big-dicked teenage boy
tugged on his big smooth dick,
and,
when he began to spurt cum,
the candy canes on the mantle piece
downstairs in the living room
turned pure white, drained
entirely,
of all that worrisome
red.
later, when the
smoke alarm went off,
turned out just to
be a grilled cheese sandwich,
glowing like yesterday,
or the day before,
when
the sky was a bead of stars,
and the moon,
just a little pip.