3. Ivy
CHAPTER 3
Ivy
P icking an OnlySantas channel is easy. Nothing else can claim my attention once I’ve locked onto the starring trio. With their faces covered by rubber Santa masks, complete with beards and hats, it’s easy to picture them as stand-ins for my three regulars.
That is, if my regulars were ripped and tatted cam guys, who got it on with each other for cash.
Even the banner images that flash by on rotation while the feed loads are scandalous. One of the men—the tallest one, who goes by @SantaCEO—grabs the other two by their throats. The one with bronzer skin and dark fur on his arms and legs has by far the most tattoos. That’s @BigNickEnergy. The other, whose knees are already bending as if to drop at @SantaCEO’s feet is @SantaBabyBoy.
Whew . Fanning my face isn’t enough to keep me from sweating, all of a sudden.
I kick the covers off. Who needs central heating when you have the spicy side of the internet?
When the screen switches to live video, I gasp.
It seems like they might have been on for a while already. It’s quarter past the hour and two of the three have already ditched their red coats. Only the one with the fewest tattoos, the one that goes by @SantaBabyBoy, is still wearing his. He has it spread open and is swaying back and forth, teasing both @SantaCEO and @BigNickEnergy with his striptease.
His big square buckle and wide black belt fall to the ground, revealing the bulge in the fuzzy red fabric beneath. And when he peels those pants down, he’s left in a tiny red pouch some might call underwear even though it hardly contains his jingle balls.
He turns around, flashing his tight bubble butt with a tiny scrap of satin between his cheeks to @SantaCEO and @BigNickEnergy, who growl and tense as they’re presented with one hell of a gift.
They’re standing with their profiles to the camera, one on either side of @SantaBabyBoy, giving him center stage. Given that all they’re wearing are their masks and their black boots, it’s clear to see how much they appreciate the show themselves.
I’ve never watched porn before—never mind gay porn—but now I’m not sure why I never searched it out.
This is…educational.
And so damn disturbing.
Not because of anything these men are doing—or about to do—to each other onscreen. But because of how it makes me feel low in my belly. Fluttery, and warm, and…wet?
I rub my thighs together, but it’s not enough.
As if they can see me, @SantaCEO faces the camera and brings his hand to his rock-hard cock. “It’s fine if you all want to get undressed too. Get comfy. Prepare to come with us. Can you see what baby boy does to us? What you do by watching? Go ahead, take it off.”
I start with my top, slowly unbuttoning it as @SantaCEO uses that calm sensual tone, muffled and distorted by his mask, to command the audience. “Come on. Be our good little elf. Show us what you’ve got.”
No one but a doctor has ever seen me naked.
And they’re not going to tonight either. It’s all an act. Just for fun.
So why not play along?
My nipples pebble as the cool air collides with my fiery skin.
“That’s right.” I check to make sure my camera is really off, just in case. It is. “Now, touch yourself. If you do, we’ll let you watch while we fuck our baby boy.”
It’s for science! Okay, to ease my curiosity, but it seems only fair that I do as he asks since I plan to stare at every dirty detail of their performance.
So I slip my hand into the waistband of my pajamas and prop my laptop on my knees as I lean back.
@SantaBabyBoy is naked now, looking to his partners as if for direction.
Instead, @BigNickEnergy grabs a knife from somewhere off-screen. My heart skips a beat or three when he strides forward, clasps @SantaBabyBoy by the back of his neck, and slices open the mouth of his mask.
@BigNickEnergy feeds the blade through the fresh seam and instructs @SantaBabyBoy to lick it.
My hand rubs the ache between my legs, my hips lifting as if they were here for me to beg to be filled.
The moan @SantaBabyBoy releases as @BigNickEnergy steals the knife away, flips the blade closed, and tosses it aside makes me squirm hard enough that my finger slips around my clit.
Oh! That was as good as it must feel for @SantaCEO to stroke his dick.
Because he’s grunting now as he pumps it, fascinating me with the veins that stand out on its long length and the drop of precome that drips from the tip.
The opening @BigNickEnergy made in @SantaBabyBoy’s mask isn’t so wide that I can see anything through the crack and wasn’t deep enough to injure the other man. But when he pries the latex apart, he grabs @SantaBabyBoy’s head. He pulls the man down to the ground so that @BigNickEnergy ends up kneeling while @SantaBabyBoy falls to his hands and knees.
@BigNickEnergy grabs his hard-on and threads his thick shaft through the slit in @SantaBabyBoy’s mask.
They’re not playing. They’re not gentle. They’re ruthless in both dishing out and receiving the pleasure they exchange with each other.
And there’s no doubt that they’re enjoying it. Especially @SantaBabyBoy.
That’s even before @SantaCEO takes his position behind @SantaBabyBoy, slathering his dick with something that looks like peppermint lube.
@SantaCEO isn’t in a hurry though.
He’s maddening, and makes me rub myself faster, harder, when he instructs, “Is that all you’ve got for our baby boy? He takes us so well. Just like you would. Watch him unravel, and imagine it’s you.”
The chat is zooming past on the right-hand side of the video. Animated snowflakes fall across it every time someone leaves a tip. If I thought mine were good during the holidays, I was mistaken. These dudes would need a tip barrel, not a tip jar to hold all the cash flowing in.
“Who wants to see our baby boy take Santa’s fat dick?” @BigNickEnergy instigates as he slides in and out of the other man’s mouth. “Get to the next goal and he’ll spread that hole for you.”
“Hurry.” @SantaCEO is obviously used to giving orders. “I’m tired of waiting. Next time, Big Nick is going to have to be the one to hold out for you all to do your thing.”
@BigNickEnergy only laughs, though it’s gravelly as @SantaBabyBoy works his magic.
It isn’t long before viewers blow past the next goal and @SantaCEO lands a celebratory spank on @SantaBabyBoy’s ass. He fingers the other man for long enough that @SantaBabyBoy starts rocking backward, as desperate as I am to have something I didn’t realize I was missing until right now.
My fingers rub my clit some more.
Everything inside me is tightening, preparing for the ultimate act.
@SantaCEO curses, his hands gripping @SantaBabyBoy’s hips as he sinks into the other man.
@BigNickEnergy scolds him. “Watch those teeth, baby boy. Take the boss’s cock in that hot ass of yours while you choke on mine.”
The chat goes wild, egging them on.
But @SantaBabyBoy seems to like it most of all.
His dick is hard and leaking as it bobs beneath him in time to the initial thrusts from @SantaCEO.
Who’s facing straight into the camera as he rides @SantaBabyBoy.
The momentum of his fucking shoves @SantaBabyBoy forward so he takes @BigNickEnergy’s dick deeper with every thrust. When @SantaBabyBoy gags, @SantaCEO tells him what a good boy he’s been and how he’s going to get everything on his list, especially more of their cocks.
Over and over. Every night.
“Just imagine all our elves out there and how they’re touching themselves, wishing they were as lucky as you.” @SantaCEO spanks @SantaBabyBoy without breaking his rhythm.
Yes. Yes, I do wish that.
It’s getting difficult to breathe and my hand is cramping, but I don’t care. There’s no way I’m stopping now.
I keep up with them as they build and build to a frenzied pace.
@SantaBabyBoy loses it first. He shoots on the floor, his release spilling without even touching his own dick. @BigNickEnergy is right behind, his balls pulsing in time to his shouts as he pours himself down @SantaBabyBoy’s throat.
When, finally, @SantaCEO is satisfied his playmates have been taken care of, he withdraws with a primal roar. A stream of white cream launches from the heavy, purple head of his straining cock. He paints @SantaBabyBoy’s back, turning him into a work of modern art with the splatters.
As he does, something happens to me.
An echo of his ecstasy rips through my body, tightening all my muscles and making me scream.
I’m coming with them. There’s no doubt.
I’m shaking, moaning, humping the air as if even one of them were here to make this fantasy reality.
The men regroup as I try to do the same. @SantaCEO rubs his mark into @SantaBabyBoy’s skin as @BigNickEnergy falls to his butt and braces himself on straight locked arms behind himself.
@SantaCEO orders @BigNickEnergy, “Wrap this up. We have a shower to take.”
What, no waterproof camera?
A zing of reverberating pleasure shoots through me. Could I do this again so soon?
I’m distracted from attempting it by the other two talking to the audience in the chat.
@BigNickEnergy: Don’t forget. We’re going to break our own rules to give you what you’ve been begging for. Since you far surpassed our top-tier goal for the night, we’ll share one very naughty elf from the audience on camera on the night before Christmas Eve.
@SantaBabyBoy: If you’re looking to collaborate, you have until midnight tonight to get those applications in. Male or female, anyone is welcome to throw their name in the hat.
Just because I click the link they drop at the speed of one of those old-fashioned metal disc sleds careening down an icy mountain doesn’t mean I intend to do it.
I just want to see what it’s all about, okay?