Santas Helper pt 2

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If you missed the last installment:

So I met a mall santa and sucked him off in the back of his van, in appreciation he suggests that I might join him at one of his VFW post holiday parties coming up… He os santa, I as elf… with the idea that “a couple of the guys there will love my attention”

And… GO

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So we arrange for him to pick me up in his van, and as I get in he says “I have an outfit for you, if you don’t mind… It’d help in selling you as having a reason to be there” I look in the back seat, and sure enough, he has a green elf outfit laid out complete with silly pointed ears that slid over my own.

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I chuckle and agree, climb into the back and start to swap clothes, santa stops at a stop light and adjusts his mirror so he can watch, adding “oh, don’t worry about underwear do you think? Probably won’t need that.” I smile and oblige, getting onto my knees on the seat and sliding my underwear off for him to see.

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I am definitely at least “half mast” at this point, just enough to look pretty, not enough to be pulsing.

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I get into the elf garb and get back into the passenger seat, and we are there within a few minutes. I get out and he begins to explain, “Ok, now there are going to be guys who are into, well, what you could potentially have to offer them, and there are going to be even more that want nothing to do with that sort of thing, but everybody is going to be drinking and having a great time, so just keep it discreet and this will all work out great.

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He showed me to a back room where we were going to leave our coats and he said “when I give you the signal,” (and he winked at me and tapped one side of his nose) “bring the guy I am talking to back here with you, and, well, have whatever fun you wanna have with him”

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“Roger” I said

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“One of them is, yep” He chuckled and led me out to the main room where there was the traditional Christmas tree in one corner, dance floor over by a band who was only just warming up, and a “santas chair” area. The plan was that santa and I would enter after the part started and he would have a bunch of small gifts and gift-cards in his bag, of which I would help pass out, and for a while I would operate the camera for anybody who wanted to pose with santa for their bulletin board. Then he would start giving me the sign and I would start “serving those who served”

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The plan went swimmingly, we entered to great cheers and excitement, passed out little bottles of booze, money wrapped up in empty toilet paper rolls, lottery tickets, cans of chew, all sorts of goodies. Once everybody had made their way around to us and we were slowed down I got the first signal. A taller black haired gentleman in a leather jacket was standing talking to santa when he flashed me the signal and I approached.

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“Will you show my friend here what we were talking about?” Santa asked when I joined them. “Absolutely, you want to come with me?” I asked the guy. And with a look of pure amusement and surprise he looked from santa to me and shook his head, “well yeah, from what I am to understand that is pretty near exactly the plan”

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We went back to the back room and I dropped straight to my knees… I didn’t know how long we were going to do this, but I was going to make the most out of it. I reached for his pants, which he unbuttoned and I grabbed his cock and went straight to work. Shaved down there, I was able to appreciate the full form shapeliness of this cock. Pretty near exactly my same 71/2 in and well shaped, I was DROOLING all over this cock right away.

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I was able to get ALMOST all of it down my throat without gagging, and when I did that a couple of times, testing out where my limit was, and clearly exhibiting it for my tall friend, he took notice. After a few good attempts at “depth” he proceeded to pull almost all the way out of my mouth, just leaving the very tip in between my lips, and slowly but firmly thrusting his entire length (to the limit I had been trying for). He was respectful with it, but absolutely domineering with it as well.

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At one point I went to pull off and swallow the excess spit/clean up just a little, but he would have none of it. I put my hand on his thigh, he countered with a hand on that hands shoulder… I went to pull off, he countered with that hand on the back of my head. Holding me firm, never thrusting so hard that I choked, but firmly and steadily thrusting in and out of my watering mouth over and over. I couldn’t hold the spit in any longer and I began drooling down my chin onto the floor beneath me. Big long strings of drool while I was just taking his hard pulsing cock in my mouth. My mind began to swim with ecstasy at my situation. Allowing him full use of me as a warm living mouth pussy. On my knees for this guy to just cum in. Just use me, mmmmm…

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And then he moaned once before I felt his cock tighten, I felt his thrusting slow for a moment, and then with one last definitive thrust, he exploded. My mouth was already full, so it was just a messy wonderful feeling, having this tall stranger hold onto my head and shoulders and his throbbing cock emptied its warm salty cumload into my willing mouth

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I used a nearby roll of paper towels to clean myself up enough to be presentable and we re-entered the party, only to have santa walk an older pudgier-but-not-huge guy right to me, and say “have fun? want more? meet Roger!”

“Hi Roger, can I be of some service to you?” I asked obediently, making santa smile. “Oh goodness yes” Roger said, and he was so excited I could hardly stand it.

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We went back to the room and he pulled out his cock. Not anything huge, and not 100% hard at any given point, but what Roger lacked in size, he made up for in eagerness and appreciation.

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Roger let me work his cock up to as close to full steam as it seemed he was going to get and asked if I ever liked to get naked while I did this… Of course I did in fact enjoy getting naked, so I got up and gave Roger a little show, dropping my elf suit to the ground (keeping the ears) and I started to return to my knees but he stopped me, instead pulling my hard cock close to his and holding them together.

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Taking the cue I took over and worked both of our cocks at once, stroking on the outside of each, squeezing them together, letting him feel how hard I was pulsing. Roger tweaked my nipples and then starting sucking on them in turn.

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I took it back to my knees and put all of him into my mouth/throat. Working him for a good couple minutes before he started to tense up. He reached down and had me stop sucking and asked me to lay on my back, where he stood over me and gripped his balls in one hand and aggressively worked his cock for a few seconds before streaming a warm jet of cum almost in one shot from my hip to my opposite shoulder. The remaining jetted down onto my still rock hard cock. He then had me stand up and proceeded to lick all of his own cum off of my body, spending a good amount of time around my balls, placing my hard cock on his face, then working his way up to place his whole face into my armpit, while intentionally rubbing our cocks together again.

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Again after cleaning up and re-entering the room santa is ready for me again. “Hey there you little ho,ho,ho… You ready for another?”

“Sure” I said, “Where am I looking?”

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“See the big guy over by the tree? Go tell him ‘Hey Petey, I got something to show you’ and he will know. I already wised him up”

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I look over and ‘Petey” is every bit of 6’5 300 lbs. He is a monster. I walk up, say the agreed upon phrase and watch his giant face light up. “Oh sweet, you are a pretty little slut too huh” And giggling I look around, nobody seemed to have heard, but Petey was clearly not terribly worried about the exposure here…

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As we get into position Petey puts me with my back to the wall, head firmly against the wall, and he fully removes his pants. Petey, for all of his mass, has one of the smaller penises I have seen in person… Possibly THE smallest. But to his credit, it is rock hard, throbbing, looking like a shade of reddish/pink that can only mean that whatever flood is flowing through Petey’s body right now, it is ALL making a detour through his penis. Id better help with that.

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I open up and let him go right to work. He toyed with it around my lips and tongue, letting me kiss at it a couple times before he assumed the position and started fucking my mouth like a pussy. As his cock wasn’t big, my mouth was probably a reasonable fuck sleeve for him, and he took it in kind. Another thing Petey had going for him… about 35 seconds into thrusting he came, a good full cumshot. I took it and looked up to see him wipe some sweat from his face.

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“Did you pregame? “I asked, “I know Im not THAT good”

“Nah” he said, just a quick shot, but a multiple shot too” and he took his still hard cock and smacked my cheek and lips with it a few times before I opened up and let him go for a second, less than a minute long, round, with another, (albeit less sizable) cumshot. This time I let him pulse for a minute, and didn’t even get my mouth off before he grabbed the side of my head and started again. And again, with almost no actual cum this time, I felt him jerk and pulse as if he were unloading into my mouth.

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“Mmmm Petey,” I said when he removed his now shrinking little tool from my mouth. “I haven’t ever had a multiple session fire-off like that, do you do that all the time?”

“Yeah, I can usually get three, sometimes four off before I lose it.”

And without another word, without even a thanks, Petey left back for the party.

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I took the opportunity to use the restroom and found santa waiting for me in the hall outside the main room when i went to return.

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“You’ve been great, there’s two more guys I think would enjoy you if you are into it, but I haven’t been able to get them away to explain our little game, but they are a couple, unbeknownst to many of the gang here, so maybe we can just catch them later.”

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So we drank, cheap beer, cheap liquor, many left over time, and we were down to a few that I recognized from the back room, and a handful of 4-5 that werent familiar to me. As people started making their way toward grabbing coats en-masse I thought I had missed the mark and we were going to leave a couple unsatisfied guys behind. A shame really, but I was tired and a little tipsy, so I wasn’t terribly worried.

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Thats when santa came back over to me with a guy in a wheelchair being pushed by another guy.

“Elf, this is Marcus and Walt, they’re going to be coming on a ride with us in my van, if you catch my ‘its getting late and they are trying to close up’ drift”

“Subtle” I said smiling, “nice to meet you”

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The man riding in the the wheelchair said ”Likewise, Im Walt, this is Marcus” He motioned toward the man behind him.

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Walt was broad in the shoulders, and when we got into the van explained that he had been hit while serving, rendering him paralyzed with only minor feeling and no movement in the lower half of his body. When I heard this I must have looked curious because he said as if reading my mind “No, I don’t get hard, I CAN feel some pleasure with activity, but it isn’t a traditional orgasm kind of thing, Marcus however can feel, and he and I have a bit of a connection. We are a couple, like you know, and I love to see him able to get off. I also love to see somebody work on my cock, and I was wondering is you would be so kind as to let Marcus have your little elf ass while you play with my cock. Game?

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“Game” I said without hesitation and started to assume the doggy position at his knees. Marcus moved in behind me and my elf bottoms were swiftly, efficiently removed, exposing my bare ass for Marcus, who immediately spit onto my hole and began fingering me while pulling his pants down with the other hand.

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I worked with Walt to get his pants down and cock out, and it really was a shame he was injured, his cock was pornstar caliber. It must have been pushing 8 in fully soft, and girthier than I have had for sure. I kissed it, picked it up and licked at it, putting it into my mouth and pullet back out.

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As I worked on Walts limp cock I felt Marcus assume the position and begin to push against my asshole. I took my hands off of Walts limp cock to spread my ass cheeks for the incoming invasion. Marcus was not rough with me, which was good, because he was endowed enough to stretch me pretty well. I was able to take him after some getting used to it.

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When I was able to let him, Marcus began to fuck me, I went back to making love to Walts still member, kisses, whatever stroking I could do while being used from behind.

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It was a good few minutes of letting myself be used in this way before Marcus pulled out and Walt motioned for it. He took Marcus’ cock and swallowed the load, and santa parked in the lot near our cars. I stripped fully out of the elf outfit and back into my street clothes. I drove myself home harder than hell and proceeded to give one hell of a cam show to a random guy online.

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