Chapter 22

“Oh my God!” Frank moaned. “No, never, ever.”

He involuntarily began to fuck Bill’s ass as the intense pleasure increased. Bill had reached down and was stroking his own cock while singing I wish you a Merry Christmas along with the music on the CD. Frank ran his hands up and down Bill’s gigantic, hair-covered thighs.

Soon Bill’s singing became very ragged, then was replaced by guttural moans. He clamped his ass around Frank’s cock and shot his load all the way to Frank’s face and chest. Frank climaxed as well, arching and thrusting himself as far into Bill as he could.

Bill took off the beard and tossed it aside. He laid down next to Frank and pulled the smaller man into his arms. “Merry Christmas, Frodo,” he said softly.

“Merry Christmas, Strider. Thank you.”

After sharing a Christmas kiss, Frank said, “I’ve something for you, too.” He got up, went to his backpack, and pulled out a package. He handed it to Bill. “Merry Christmas.”