Chapter 6
by 
El-E
What's next?
Santa Head
"No way, sir," I said,
to Santa in his sleigh.
"I am not queer-
No offense to all those here."
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But the old man laughed,
Reached out and gripped me,
Into the sled he held and lift me,
Pressed tongue to mine-- and kissed me.
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"Do you dare reveal,"
Asked he, "how that makes you feel?"
His hand's helped mine to his dick.
I couldn't help but start to lick.
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Santa thrust into my head,
skullfucked me with his prick,
Held my head down as he blew seed:
Santa came and went quick.