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naughty children for Krampus to collect?\" he hammed it up as the kids took a step back in possibly genuine terror. The goats naturally pitch black fur and the emerald green hooded cloak he was wearing made his smiling face nigh invisible save for his pearly whites and icy blue eyes casting him as the original Christmas bad guy. \"Lets see Suzy hm bah! Bad grades are hardly worth the basket weight! How about you Michael? hmmm drats and confound it, just an unmade bed! Stephen! yes you surely ... didn't brush your teeth?!?\" George howled. He worked his fingers over the scroll with the names of all the children on the stage and tossed it aside in faux outrage. \"It would seem there are no Naughty children at all here!\" right on cue George felt a tap on his shoulder and turned in feigned shock. \"Santa Claus?!\"\n\n\n\"I think they need you down the street. I'll take care of things here.\" Santa declared with a point and a shooing motion as the children cried out in glee.\n\n\n\"You win this year Santa Claus but you kids had better remember that if you aren't well behaved next year it's the basket for you!\" he said before dashing off stage with a cackle.\n\n\n\"Thanks for filling in for us Terry normally handles the role of Krampus but you did a fantastic job with it.\" Sally said as she helped George free his shiny horns from the hood.\n\n\n\"ah you know I love kids and Christmas.\" George said as he cast off the robe. \"besides it beats being home alone for Christmas.\" George declared and then promptly realized he had overshared.\n\n\n\"I thought you lived with your dad?\" Sally replied curiously.\n\n\n\"He passed away last month just after thanksgiving.\" George replied, looking away. \"I'll manage. Good night Sally merry Christmas!\" he called out as he left the orphanage behind him for the night.\n\n\n---\n\n\nGeorge unlocked the door to his home stepping into the dark and empty. He wasn't used to the quiet, his dad had loved nothing more than to watch compilations of cute animals doing silly tricks and laughed like an engine that was struggling to turn over. George glanced at the tree that he had put up with his father and with a press of a button it lit up filling the darkness with soft hues of gold red green and blue. This would be the first Christmas he spent alone. His older sister lived half the country away on the east coast and was busy with her own family. his Older brother lived on the west coast and they weren't talking because of the fight. His mother had passed away when George was still young. He had plenty of friends and friendly coworkers but they all had their own plans leaving the goat on his own. He glanced at the kitchen where the bag of popcorn sat next to the two great bowls ready for a marathon of holiday cheer. The goat couldn't find it in him to cry despite the sadness of realizing that by force of habit he had prepared for a Christmas of two instead of two. \n\n\nGeorge prepared to go to bed when a twinkling of light caught his eye. The gift list, part of an old family tradition. Every year that he could remember he had scribbled down a list of things he wanted and come Christmas day the list would be gone and he'd have some but not all of the things he'd asked for. George smiled at the warm memory staring at the golden pages of the only booklet that still had any his own. With a wistful sigh he plucked up the pen that had been laid next to the list and started writing. practical tools, a set of new towels, a new shower head, and other simple everyday items. Then just as he was about to set the pen down he wrote the thing he wanted most of all, Family. \n\n\nThe goat headed up stairs to bed and no sooner was he out of sight than that golden slip of paper was plucked up by a gloved hand. \n\n\n---\n\n\nGeorge yawned and stretched as he awoke he headed down stairs and stopped dead at the sight of gift boxes beneath the tree that he had not placed there. The goat grinned as he plucked up the first box and read the tag aloud. \"To George Pudding... From Santa Claus.\" The goat grinned as he tore into the packaging with a glee that had been missing from his life. Towels, sheets, a shower head and tools everything he had asked for was on the table holding up the tree. Everything except the thing he wanted most. \"guess i was asking a bit much there...\" George said before noticing that there was still one gift left unopened. The last package had totally different wrapping paper from the others. The ones George had already unwrapped were green with phantom images of drums, horns, guitars and music notes on them. The singular tiny gift box bore white wrapping and sparkling blue doves. \"To... Sam Figgie?\" George flipped the tag around and said \"1231 spirit lane... this is 1225 spirit lane he must just be down the street!\" George said, bolting out the door in nothing but his sleep pants.\n\n\nGeorge's hooves beat against the cold concrete as he charged down the driveway and turned left towards the end of the street at a dead sprint. The goat looked down at the tiny gift box double checking the address. At the last possible second he heard the sound of other hoofbeats and tilted his head up. \n\n\nGeorge saw stars as he landed flat on his ass. The goat's world spun as he clutched the spot on his forehead where he had collided head-on with someone going the opposite direction. \n\n\n\"Whoa and I thought my head was hard.\" Laughed the ram who was plucking himself off the ground. \"Sorry about that, I promise I normally pay better attention to where I'm going. I'm Sam.\" The ram declared offering George a hand.\n\n\nGeorge chuckled as he drank in the sight of the pale pink skinned white wooled hunk presently reeling him up onto his own hooves. Sam had wool like fresh fallen snow and his skin was only slightly pinker. He was taller than George by at least a foot and broader at the shoulders. The ram's horns were dyed hot pink and had a nice tight curl that propped up his ears slightly. Sam was wearing precious little, having seemingly run out in only a pair of delightfully snug boxer briefs which just showed off the clear effort he had put into maintaining a muscular physique.\n\n\n\"I'm George and normally I'm better at dodging.\" George said, trying not to stare and only succeeding when he noticed that Sam's eyes were red rings that seemed to twinkle in the light of the snowy morning. \"I just rushed out to deliver this gift that got sent to me by mistake.\" George said, collecting the box which had fallen from his grasp. \"I wouldn't want to ruin Sam... Figgie's morning.\"\n\n\nSam tilted his head and plucked a similar box from the snow. \"would you believe it's the same story for me? I got this gift meant for George Pudding.\" A round of laughter burst from both men as the snow began to fall and they swapped packages\n\n\n\"Whew that temp is dropping fast.\" George said, rubbing his bare arms. \"I'd better let you get back to your family celebrations. Thanks for returning this gift!\"\n\n\n\"Oh you're not keeping me from anything, I'm on my own this year.\" Sam said before grimacing as he realized he had overshared.\n\n\n\"You too huh?\" George said and instantly an idea hit him. \"I was gonna pop some popcorn and watch christmas flicks all day, you want to join in?\n\n\nSam grinned broadly. \"Yes! ahem I mean. Yes, that sounds lovely.\"\n\n\n---\n\n\nGeorge couldn't keep the smile off his face as he and Sam sat on the couch watching films the goat and ram had seen a dozen times or more each. throughout the conversation as they munched on popcorn George learned why the Ram was alone. Sam had recently lost his sister to cancer, he had been staying with her as a care giver until the very last. The ram was the only one willing to look after his sister because his parents and other siblings had cast her out for being gay. The ram had thereafter revealed that he was also gay. George had been quick to assure him he had nothing to fear or hide because the goat was gay himself. The topic of children had come up during the viewing of Home Alone and they both lamented that they couldn't have the biological children they wanted, as both wanted the child to be theirs and their partners. The morning rose to noon and fell towards evening with the goat and Ram on the coach in little more than their underwear watching movies and conversing about their dreams.\n\n\n\"Okay, so if you knew you were going to be having Christmas alone... why the mistletoe?\" Sam said while George was in the kitchen readying another round of popcorn between films. George paused, stepping out of the kitchen and sure enough pinned to the ridge of the kitchen entry was a sprig of mistletoe. \n\n\n\"huh, where did that come from?\" George asked himself aloud as he stepped forward and then suddenly soft warm pink lips were being pressed against his. \n\n\nFor the first time in longer than either man would care to admit they were kissing someone. It was sudden, unexpected and magical. The pair may have only met this morning but the feeling of release their embrace gave them was like they had been longing for each other for months. George's hands stroked down the smooth skin of the ram tracing every muscle, the tips of his fingers stroking into the wool on his back. Sam's fingers glided over the sleek smooth fur of the goat, his hands cupping the goat's face tenderly. Their tongues danced and tangled and twirled about as neither was willing to be the one to pull away first. Eventually the kiss came to a close as they both pulled back breathing hard and heavily enough to fog the air between them.\n\n\n\"Would you like to see my bedroom?\" George asked, his brain fumbling as the blood headed someplace south.\n\n\n\"I'd love to see your bedroom.\" Sam said with a smile that promised he was thinking lewd thoughts.\n\n\n---\n\n\nGeorge dropped to the bed, his cock laying against his belly the glossy black length just visible in the low light of the bedroom. Sam smiled as he slipped free of his boxer briefs letting his own bright pink rod bounce up before he laid on the bed next to George.\n\n\n\"Hmm, looks like we are about the same size.\" Sam said before reaching over and gripping the Goat's cock stroking it lightly. \"feels about the same size.\"\n\n\nGeorge reached out and took hold of the Ram's cock feeling its warmth in his palm as he stroked it. \"Yeah I think you're right...\" The goat said as he relished the feeling of Sam's length twitching to the beat of his heart, it had been far too long since the goat had a lover.\n\n\n\"Mmm how about we just keep doing this and whoever comes first has to suck the other one off?\" Sam suggested as he and George leaned into each other.\n\n\nGeorge chuckled as lightly kissed the ram. \"That sounds great. You're probably going to win though.\"\n\n\nSam smiled and kissed back. \"oh how come?\" the ram said, adjusting his grip to rub his thumb back and forth over the goat's tip.\n\n\nGeorge moaned. \"cause you're so sexy... i have dreams about guys like you. Can i Tell you about them.... I'm going to anyway.\" George declared as Sam rubbed the pre leaking from the goat's tip down his shaft. \"i dream about a big hunk of muscle like you grabbing me by the horns and shoving your big. Fat. COCK!\" George gave Sam an extra firm stroke with each word as he confessed his desires. \"Right up my little tail hole just taking me for a ride. sometimes with a reach around sometimes just letting me know what a perfect bottom I have.\n\n\n\"Fffu that sounds perfect! maybe we should just switch to doing that i absolutely want to- uuunnngh.\" Sam grunted as he began to cum great globs of snow white seed shining as they coated Georges fingers and the goats stomach.\n\n\nGeorge smiled as he licked his fingers clean. \"mmm maybe we will but i believe first you owe me a blowjob.\" Sam didn't even hesitate releasing his grip on the goat's cock before sliding down his body. George panted heavily as the ram opened his mouth, curled his tongue around the tip and drew the goat's cock straight into his mouth. George reveled in the feeling of the warm strong tongue that twirled about his cock but Sam just wasn't going much deeper. The goat grabbed the Ram by the horns guiding his head up and down his cock. Sam's smile and the lustful gaze he wore as he face fucked told George that far from displeased the ram loved this. between the thrill of a lovers mouth and the earlier teasing Sam didn't have to wait long before the goat was filling his mouth with cum. George's grip on Sam's horns went slack and the ram slid up to lay beside him. \n\n\n\"I've missed having a boyfriend for so long.\" Sam said as he gently stroked George's chest and was thrilled to feel the goat stroking his chest in return.\n\n\n\"Me too.\" The goat confessed as his breathing started to return to normal.\n\n\nSam grinned at the goat with a gleam of lust in his eyes that sent shivers down the goat's spine. \"So you like having your horns held when you get it from behind huh?\" The ram teased as his hand stroked George's bottom.\n\n\nGeorge blushed his tail wagging a bit as he got excited. \"I do, but only when it's from behind I can't stand people grabbing my horns during oral.\"\n\n\nSam smirked. \"See, it's the opposite for me. I love it when I'm blowing a guy and he grabs my handlebars, but if I'm taking it and you grab there, it's nothing but neck pain.\" the ram declared before snuggling up closer to the goat. \"Would you mind letting me have at this juicy bottom of yours?\"\n\n\nGeorge giggled as he rolled over onto his hands and knees reaching into his bedside table he produced a bottle of lube. \"I'm more than happy to let you get some.\" the goat declared passing the bottle back to the ram.\n\n\n\"oh my gosh this is a real view.\" Sam sad as he slathered his cock in the lube before drizzling some onto George's hole. The ram didn't hesitate to give the goat everything he had but it had been a bit for both of them. Even Lubed George was tight at least partly down to nerves and equally so down to the size of the ram. Sam was on the larger end of lovers that George had ever taken so the simple act of burying his cock in the goat was a test. Not that either man was complaining after so long without a partner it was good to have to adjust. Sam got comfortable pushing his cock in and out of the goat before reaching up and grabbing hold of George's horns. The goat let out a bleat as Sam held tight and pushed his hips faster. The ram's balls slapped against the goats as both huffed and puffed. They both knew they wouldn't last long but neither was ready for it to end when it did. George came his seed spraying onto the bed beneath him in a quite impressive puddle. Sam tried to pull out but he started cumming before he fully left the goat so George's hole was partly filled and partly painted with the ram's jizz. The ram flopped to the left and the goat to the right staring into each other's eyes.\n\n\n \"Hey what was in those presents we didn't open?\"\n\n\nSam tilted his head to the side and then got out of bed. \"Let's find out... and then we can go for another round or two.\" \n\n\nGeorge smiled at the idea as he followed the ram downstairs. Placed under the tree and temporarily forgotten the two presents sat illuminated only by the light of the Christmas tree. George tore away the wrapping and was left staring at a box with a clamshell design or more accurately a ring box. Disbelieving the item in his hands he opened the box and found a pewter band sporting a large sapphire stone as the centerpiece and a dozen odd smaller sapphires arrayed around it in the form of a snowflake. George was too stunned to gasp before he noticed the little slip of golden paper tucked into the upper portion of the box. \"It was always for him but it had to come from you. Merry Christmas newlyweds, Santa Claus.\" \n\n\nGeorge looked up holding the ring in his hand and saw that Sam had a ring of his own, a band of white gold or maybe ivory with a large ruby and several small rubies forming a snowflake.\n\n\n\"Do you...?\" Sam started only to stop unsure what he was even asking.\"\n\n\n\"I do.\" George said as he held out his hand. the goat grinned as the ram slid the band onto his finger before taking hold of the ram's hand. \"Do you?\"\n\n\n\"I Do!\" Sam declared and George slipped the ring onto his finger. \"Man, this might be the best Christmas in years.\"\n\n\n\"next year will be even better.\" George said as he pulled his husband in for a kiss. \"and we never have to worry about the anniversary.\" The dancing lights of the christmas tree refracted off the rings of the two newly weds as they kissed on the sofa, All was right with the world.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "George laughed menacingly as he hoped from behind the bushes of the stage. "What have we here? naughty children for Krampus to collect?" he hammed it up as the kids took a step back in possibly genuine terror. The goats naturally pitch black fur and the emerald green hooded cloak he was wearing made his smiling face nigh invisible save for his pearly whites  and icy blue eyes casting him as the original Christmas bad guy.  "Lets see Suzy hm bah! Bad grades are hardly worth the basket weight! How about you Michael? hmmm drats and confound it, just an unmade bed! Stephen! yes you surely ... didn't brush your teeth?!?" George howled. He worked his fingers over the scroll with the names of all the children on the stage and tossed it aside in faux outrage. "It would seem there are no Naughty children at all here!" right on cue George felt a tap on his shoulder and turned in feigned shock. "Santa Claus?!"


"I think they need you down the street. I'll take care of things here." Santa declared with a point and a shooing motion as the children cried out in glee.


"You win this year Santa Claus but you kids had better remember that if you aren't well behaved next year it's the basket for you!" he said before dashing off stage with a cackle.


"Thanks for filling in for us Terry normally handles the role of Krampus but you did a fantastic job with it." Sally said as she helped George free his shiny horns from the hood.


"ah you know I love kids and Christmas." George said as he cast off the robe. "besides it beats being home alone for Christmas." George declared and then promptly realized he had overshared.


"I thought you lived with your dad?" Sally replied curiously.


"He passed away last month just after thanksgiving." George replied, looking away. "I'll manage. Good night Sally merry Christmas!" he called out as he left the orphanage behind him for the night.


---


George unlocked the door to his home stepping into the dark and empty. He wasn't used to the quiet, his dad had loved nothing more than to watch compilations of cute animals doing silly tricks and laughed like an engine that was struggling to turn over. George glanced at the tree that he had put up with his father and with a press of a button it lit up filling the darkness with soft hues of gold red green and blue. This would be the first Christmas he spent alone. His older sister lived half the country away on the east coast and was busy with her own family. his Older brother lived on the west coast and they weren't talking because of the fight. His mother had passed away when George was still young. He had plenty of friends and friendly coworkers but they all had their own plans leaving the goat on his own. He glanced at the kitchen where the bag of popcorn sat next to the two great bowls ready for a marathon of holiday cheer. The goat couldn't find it in him to cry despite the sadness of realizing that by force of habit he had prepared for a Christmas of two instead of two.


George prepared to go to bed when a twinkling of light caught his eye. The gift list, part of an old family tradition. Every year that he could remember he had scribbled down a list of things he wanted and come Christmas day the list would be gone and he'd have some but not all of the things he'd asked for. George smiled at the warm memory staring at the golden pages of the only booklet that still had any his own. With a wistful sigh he plucked up the pen that had been laid next to the list and started writing. practical tools, a set of new towels, a new shower head, and other simple everyday items. Then just as he was about to set the pen down he wrote the thing he wanted most of all, Family.


The goat headed up stairs to bed and no sooner was he out of sight than that golden slip of paper was plucked up by a gloved hand.


---


George yawned and stretched as he awoke he headed down stairs and stopped dead at the sight of gift boxes beneath the tree that he had not placed there. The goat grinned as he plucked up the first box and read the tag aloud. "To George Pudding... From Santa Claus." The goat grinned as he tore into the packaging with a glee that had been missing from his life. Towels, sheets, a shower head and tools everything he had asked for was on the table holding up the tree. Everything except the thing he wanted most. "guess i was asking a bit much there..." George said before noticing that there was still one gift left unopened. The last package had totally different wrapping paper from the others. The ones George had already unwrapped were green with phantom images of drums, horns, guitars and music notes on them. The singular tiny gift box bore white wrapping and sparkling blue doves. "To... Sam Figgie?" George flipped the tag around and said  "1231 spirit lane... this is 1225 spirit lane he must just be down the street!" George said, bolting out the door in nothing but his sleep pants.


George's hooves beat against the cold concrete as he charged  down the driveway and turned left towards the end of the street at a dead sprint. The goat looked down at the tiny gift box double checking the address. At the last possible second he heard the sound of other hoofbeats and tilted his head up.


George saw stars as he landed flat on his ass. The goat's world spun as he clutched the spot on his forehead where he had collided head-on with someone going the opposite direction.


"Whoa and I thought my head was hard." Laughed the ram who was plucking himself off the ground. "Sorry about that, I promise I normally pay better attention to where I'm going. I'm Sam." The ram declared offering George a hand.


George chuckled as he drank in the sight of the pale pink skinned white wooled hunk presently reeling him up onto his own hooves. Sam had wool like fresh fallen snow and his skin was only slightly pinker. He was taller than George by at least a foot and broader at the shoulders. The ram's horns were dyed hot pink and had a nice tight curl that propped up his ears slightly. Sam was wearing precious little, having seemingly run out in only a pair of delightfully snug boxer briefs which just showed off the clear effort he had put into maintaining a muscular physique.


"I'm George and normally I'm better at dodging." George said, trying not to stare and only succeeding when he noticed that Sam's eyes were red rings that seemed to twinkle in the light of the snowy morning. "I just rushed out to deliver this gift that got sent to me by mistake." George said, collecting the box which had fallen from his grasp. "I wouldn't want to ruin Sam... Figgie's morning."


Sam tilted his head and plucked a similar box from the snow. "would you believe it's the same story for me? I got this gift meant for George Pudding." A round of laughter burst from both men as the snow began to fall and they swapped packages


"Whew that temp is dropping fast." George said, rubbing his bare arms. "I'd better let you get back to your family celebrations. Thanks for returning this gift!"


"Oh you're not keeping me from anything, I'm on my own this year." Sam said before grimacing as he realized he had overshared.


"You too huh?" George said and instantly an idea hit him. "I was gonna pop some popcorn and watch christmas flicks all day, you want to join in?


Sam grinned broadly. "Yes! ahem I mean. Yes, that sounds lovely."


---


George couldn't keep the smile off his face as he and Sam sat on the couch watching films the goat and ram had seen a dozen times or more each. throughout the conversation as they munched on popcorn George learned why the Ram was alone. Sam had recently lost his sister to cancer, he had been staying with her as a care giver until the very last. The ram was the only one willing to look after his sister because his parents and other siblings had cast her out for being gay. The ram had thereafter revealed that he was also gay. George had been quick to assure him he had nothing to fear or hide because the goat was gay himself. The topic of children had come up during the viewing of Home Alone and they both lamented that they couldn't have the biological children they wanted, as both wanted the child to be theirs and their partners. The morning rose to noon and fell towards evening with the goat and Ram on the coach in little more than their underwear watching movies and conversing about their dreams.


"Okay, so if you knew you were going to be having Christmas alone... why the mistletoe?" Sam said while George was in the kitchen readying another round of popcorn between films. George paused, stepping out of the kitchen and sure enough pinned to the ridge of the kitchen entry was a sprig of mistletoe.


"huh, where did that come from?" George asked himself aloud as he stepped forward and then suddenly soft warm pink lips were being pressed against his.


For the first time in longer than either man would care to admit they were kissing someone. It was sudden, unexpected and magical. The pair may have only met this morning but the feeling of release their embrace gave them was like they had been longing for each other for months. George's hands stroked down the smooth skin of the ram tracing every muscle, the tips of his fingers stroking into the wool on his back. Sam's fingers glided over the sleek smooth fur of the goat, his hands cupping the goat's face tenderly. Their tongues danced and tangled and twirled about as neither was willing to be the one to pull away first. Eventually the kiss came to a close as they both pulled back breathing hard and heavily enough to fog the air between them.


"Would you like to see my bedroom?" George asked, his brain fumbling as the blood headed someplace south.


"I'd love to see your bedroom." Sam said with a smile that promised he was thinking lewd thoughts.


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George dropped to the bed, his cock laying against his belly the glossy black length just visible in the low light of the bedroom. Sam smiled as he slipped free of his boxer briefs letting his own bright pink rod bounce up before he laid on the bed next to George.


"Hmm, looks like we are about the same size." Sam said before reaching over and gripping the Goat's cock stroking it lightly. "feels about the same size."


George reached out and took hold of the Ram's cock feeling its warmth in his palm as he stroked it. "Yeah I think you're right..." The goat said as he relished the feeling of Sam's length twitching to the beat of his heart, it had been far too long since the goat had a lover.


"Mmm how about we just keep doing this and whoever comes first has to suck the other one off?" Sam suggested as he and George leaned into each other.


George chuckled as lightly kissed the ram. "That sounds great. You're probably going to win though."


Sam smiled and kissed back. "oh how come?" the ram said, adjusting his grip to rub his thumb back and forth over the goat's tip.


George moaned. "cause you're so sexy... i have dreams about guys like you. Can i Tell you about them.... I'm going to anyway." George declared as Sam rubbed the pre leaking from the goat's tip down his shaft. "i dream about a big hunk of muscle like you grabbing me by the horns and shoving your big. Fat. COCK!" George gave Sam an extra firm stroke with each word as he confessed his desires. "Right up my little tail hole just taking me for a ride. sometimes with a reach around sometimes just letting me know what a perfect bottom I have.


"Fffu that sounds perfect! maybe we should just switch to doing that i absolutely want to- uuunnngh." Sam grunted as he began to cum great globs of snow white seed shining as they coated Georges fingers and the goats stomach.


George smiled as he licked his fingers clean. "mmm maybe we will but i believe first you owe me a blowjob." Sam didn't even hesitate releasing his grip on the goat's cock before sliding down his body. George panted heavily as the ram opened his mouth, curled his tongue around the tip and drew the goat's cock straight into his mouth. George reveled in the feeling of the warm strong tongue that twirled about his cock but Sam just wasn't going much deeper. The goat grabbed the Ram by the horns guiding his head up and down his cock. Sam's smile and the lustful gaze he wore as he face fucked told George that far from displeased the ram loved this. between the thrill of a lovers mouth and the earlier teasing Sam didn't have to wait long before the goat was filling his mouth with cum. George's grip on Sam's horns went slack and the ram slid up to lay beside him.


"I've missed having a boyfriend for so long." Sam said as he gently stroked George's chest and was thrilled to feel the goat stroking his chest in return.


"Me too." The goat confessed as his breathing started to return to normal.


Sam grinned at the goat with a gleam of lust in his eyes that sent shivers down the goat's spine. "So you like having your horns held when you get it from behind huh?" The ram teased as his hand stroked George's bottom.


George blushed his tail wagging a bit as he got excited. "I do, but only when it's from behind I can't stand people grabbing my horns during oral."


Sam smirked. "See, it's the opposite for me. I love it when I'm blowing a guy and he grabs my handlebars, but if I'm taking it and you grab there, it's nothing but neck pain." the ram declared before snuggling up closer to the goat. "Would you mind letting me have at this juicy bottom of yours?"


George giggled as he rolled over onto his hands and knees reaching into his bedside table he produced a bottle of lube. "I'm more than happy to let you get some." the goat declared passing the bottle back to the ram.


"oh my gosh this is a real view." Sam sad as he slathered his cock in the lube before drizzling some onto George's hole. The ram didn't hesitate to give the goat everything he had but it had been a bit for both of them. Even Lubed George was tight at least partly down to nerves and equally so down to the size of the ram. Sam was on the larger end of lovers that George had ever taken so the simple act of burying his cock in the goat was a test. Not that either man was complaining after so long without a partner it was good to have to adjust. Sam got comfortable pushing his cock in and out of the goat before reaching up and grabbing hold of George's horns. The goat let out a bleat as Sam held tight and pushed his hips faster. The ram's balls slapped against the goats as both huffed and puffed. They both knew they wouldn't last long but neither was ready for it to end when it did. George came his seed spraying onto the bed beneath him in a quite impressive puddle. Sam tried to pull out but he started cumming before he fully left the goat so George's hole was partly filled and partly painted with the ram's jizz. The ram flopped to the left and the goat to the right staring into each other's eyes.


 "Hey what was in those presents we didn't open?"


Sam tilted his head to the side and then got out of bed. "Let's find out... and then we can go for another round or two."


George smiled at the idea as he followed the ram downstairs. Placed under the tree and temporarily forgotten the two presents sat illuminated only by the light of the Christmas tree. George tore away the wrapping and was left staring at a box with a clamshell design or more accurately a ring box. Disbelieving the item in his hands he opened the box and found a pewter band sporting a large sapphire stone as the centerpiece and a dozen odd smaller sapphires arrayed around it in the form of a snowflake. George was too stunned to gasp before he noticed the little slip of golden paper tucked into the upper portion of the box. "It was always for him but it had to come from you. Merry Christmas newlyweds, Santa Claus."


George looked up holding the ring in his hand and saw that Sam had a ring of his own, a band of white gold or maybe ivory with a large ruby and several small rubies forming a snowflake.


"Do you...?" Sam started only to stop unsure what he was even asking."


"I do." George said as he held out his hand. the goat grinned as the ram slid the band onto his finger before taking hold of the ram's hand. "Do you?"


"I Do!" Sam declared and George slipped the ring onto his finger. "Man, this might be the best Christmas in years."


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