Secret Santa

“Here,” Jeff put down a $20 bill. He’d been waiting in line long enough to buy the last of his Christmas presents and was willing to lose twenty bucks to make it go a bit faster. “Just take it.”

The big burly man turned around. “Are you sure? I know I have some money in here somewhere…” He continued struggling as he was looking through the massive coat covering his body. With how big and old of a guy he was it was clearly very hard for him to do so.

“Yes. Really. I’m fine,” Jeff replied.

“Wow! To think the Christmas cheer is still going around,” the man’s eyes grew big. “How could I ever repay you?”

“Think you could get me laid?” Jeff snarked.

“Is that what you want?”

Jeff felt himself choke at the suggestion. “God. No. Sorry. It was just a joke. I didn’t mean to say it out loud,” he somewhat apologized.

The man gave a strange laugh. “Of course.” He turned back to the cashier and paid the last of his bill, making sure to give the change to Jeff.

Jeff stuck it in his pockets as he walked away. “That was strange right?” he asked the cashier while she was bagging up his items.

“You’re the one who asked him to have sex with you…” there was a faint smile coming out of the corners of her lips as she said it.

Jeff felt a smile come out of him as well as he realized just how loud he must have said it. “Right…” he blushed a bit as he paid for his items.

Still, Jeff couldn’t help but feel a little weird as he drove home. Something about the guy seemed almost staged or like he was genuinely thinking about giving him his ‘wish.’ Twenty dollars was twenty dollars after all. But Jeff had only meant it as a joke. A bit of frustration he’d had since he’d not really had a date in the last couple of years and was really starting to feel out of it.

Eventually he got to his apartment. His roommate was on the couch playing video games in his Santa suit. He’d taken up one of those bell ringing jobs to make a little bit of extra money and with his extra weight, all he needed to do was put on the suit and he looked like a younger version of the myth. However, what he didn’t expect was the strong smell of freshly baked cookies. It filled the entire apartment and was all he could smell as he entered.

“You bake something?” Jeff asked.

“Nah,” Matt said, not looking away from his game. “A package came and that’s what was in it. There’s a note.”

Jeff went over to the box to see it was already opened with a few of the cookies missing. He found a note as he opened it. ‘Since I wasn’t you’re type, I figured I could get you something a bit better. Ho Ho Ho.’

“Huh?” Jeff flipped the card over a few more times to see if anything else was written on it. He quickly turned to Matt. “And you didn’t see who sent this?”

“It was on the mat when I got home,” Matt said. He paused the game and got up. “Really good fucking cookies. Like God damn,” he grabbed another and shoved it in his mouth. However, as he looked at Jeff, his eyes lingered. It was far longer than they ever had before.

“Wh-what?”

“Noth-ing,” Matt choked on the word. It sure as hell didn’t feel like nothing. “You know what these need? Some milk.” He walked to the kitchen and his large black boots clopped onto the wooden floor with each step.

Jeff chased after him. “Are you avoiding me?” He quickly asked, cornering the other man in the kitchen. Something was happening. Jeff could feel it. He just didn’t know what it was. The way that Matt had looked at him, something was definitely up.

“What? No…” Matt smiled. His cheeks turned a bit red, but stayed that way. He ran a hand through his hair. As he did so, the brown color stripped out of it, causing it to turn completely white. A strong hint of maturity quickly followed as the weight on his face disappeared and instead gave his rounded face a much sharper quality. The wild beard he’d been growing through October and November trimmed itself closer to his face only drawing the strong angles out of his chin even more. “Why would you say that?”

Jeff felt a tingle rung through him at the warm welcoming sound of Matt’s voice. There was a jolly feeling running through the words. “I don’t know…” Jeff could still feel it. Even though he didn’t consciously see Matt’s extra weight starting to pull tightly against his muscles. Or how those same muscles were growing far stronger.

He could just sense something was happening as he watched the white shirt his friend was wearing start to pull tighter to Matt’s chest. Thick biceps and well defined triceps were clung tightly against the sleeves while Matt’s wide shoulders that were shaped more like cannon balls filled them completely. His big belly was pulling in on itself making that the only part of his clothing remain loose. The suspenders were good enough to hold the oversized pants up.

“I just thought you might have one more package to deliver…” Jeff ran his finger down Matt’s firm chest, over his abs and grabbed at the other man’s cock.

“Ho. Ho. Ho!” Matt laughed as he’d been called out. The fear on his face had been replaced with grand holiday cheer as he grabbed Jeff by the waist. His large hands easily lifted the other man up and over his shoulder as though he were nothing more than a small sack of gifts. “Is someone trying to get on the naughty list?” Matt continued to tease as he walked to the bedroom. Then tossed him onto the bed.

“Maybe…” Jeff was able to sneak out. But Matt was quickly on top of him. His massively strong body easily pinned Jeff down to the bed as he kissed the smaller man. His beard gently scratched against Jeff’s smooth face as their mouths interlocked. The two’s tongues wrestled with each other but Jeff the sweet taste of peppermint and chocolate filled his mouth. His fingers intertwined with the large calloused hands of the other man. He squeezed with all his might as his cock throbbed in delight over the natural strength of the other man.

Even if Matt wasn’t exerting any power, Jeff could feel no matter how hard he squeezed it was nothing compared to the person on top of him. His back arched and he pulled out of the kiss and Jeff gasped for air.

“Oh, ho ho!” Matt teased. One of his fingers gently ran down the side of Jeff’s face. “I hope my present isn’t too much for you…”

Jeff shook his head, ‘no’, but his sex addled brain was making it hard to think about anything other than the jolly man on top of him. At some point his free hand had made its way underneath Matt’s shirt and was gingerly running his fingers through the forest of white hair underneath. He parsed through the hair feeling the strong abs and thick meaty pecs, gently squeezing the powerful muscles still hidden underneath the white shirt.

“That’s good to hear…” Matt slowly pulled away from Jeff’s grasp. He slid his hands down the small man’s body and undid the button on his pants. Jeff’s hard cock pointed to the ceiling and swung around. Before Jeff could react, he felt Matt’s lips spread over the tip and his mouth fully engulf his rod.

“HOLY–!” Jeff felt himself gasp as his hands gripped onto whatever they could get ahold of. Feeling the other man’s lips glide against his cock while his tongue wrapped around his rod was far better than he could have imagined. He fought off the wriggling and writhing as the joyous feeling ran through his entire body. He couldn’t help it as sheer bliss ran through him.

Even as one of Matt’s fingers slipped inside his asshole, it only turned him on more. The tickling of his prostate and insides was too much for him. He let out a gasp. Then another buck of his hips. And felt his balls release.

“Oh God!” Jeff cried out as he finished in Matt’s mouth. It took him a few seconds before he’d realized what had just happened and he looked down at Matt. “Sorry… Should have given you a bit more of a warning…”

Matt only smiled as he pulled out the softening cock from his mouth. “I told you I needed some milk.” He stood up and then undid the suspenders over his shoulders and let his pants fall to the ground. Jeff let out a gasp seeing the well defined legs but also the red and green stripped jock strap that was more stuffed than a stocking. “Besides. It’s my turn to deliver that package…”

He undid the jock and his cock sprang to life. At least 10 inches long and thick as a bundle of candy canes, it pointed directly at Jeff. Jeff felt his cock harden again, but the size was far larger than anything he’d ever taken before. His eyes went wide. But he felt one of Jeff’s hands grab him and easily flip him over. He pressed the tip against Jeff’s anus, letting some pre drip down into it.

“It’s okay…” Matt whispered as he nuzzled against the nape of Jeff’s neck. “I’m good at fitting into small spaces… It’s holiday magic.” He pressed the tip in. Jeff let out another gasp as his cock hardened all over again. It slapped against his stomach as more of Matt’s cock pushed inside.

“F-uck…” Jeff moaned as his motor functions gave way. He couldn’t think anymore as the warm hug from behind only made his mind go crazy. And feeling Matt gently nuzzle the soft nape of his neck with his white bristly beard was more comforting than he could have ever imagined. Even as the smell of sweat and sex filled the room, all Jeff could think about was that warm embrace and the powerful arms wrapped tightly around him.

He barely even noticed as Matt finished inside him or that he’d finished again, coating his bedsheets. But a powerful urge to sleep over swept the two men as Jeff finished. Out of the man came, “Merry Christmas…” and a sparkly blue magic emerged from his mouth. The two slept soundly as Matt gently cradled Jeff in his strong arms.

Not the Right Underwear

“You got ‘em?” Jeff asked.

“I think so,” Andy pulled out a pair of yellow shorts.

Jeff’s face dropped. “You think so? Or you know so?” It was in the upmost importance that it actually was Jonathon Young’s shorts and not someone else’s. Well, as long as they were some kind of athlete it wouldn’t matter. After Jeff had cast the spell and turned himself into a sexy jock, he felt bad that Andy looked a lot more lonely than usual. With them ‘in different circles’ now, Andy was really looking down. “Well?” he demanded.

“It is,” Andy said. “It is,” he repeated. There was a bit of a gasp in his voice as he clutched the shorts a bit tighter in his hands. “It is.”

“Is it?” Jeff wasn’t really buying it. “Because if it’s not, you’re going to turn into someone else in their prime. And that could be just about anything. Understood?”

“It is! Alright?” Andy shouted. He pushed the shorts out in front of him for Jeff to grab.

“Alright. As long as you understand,” Jeff said as he started activating the spell. He poured different spices and powders onto the shorts. For a second they glowed green. He tilted his head slightly. ‘It was supposed to be blue…’ Then looked at the shorts again, realizing they were bright yellow. “It’s done,” he held them out. “All you have to do is put them on and the magic will activate.”

“SWEET!” Andy snatched them back and dropped his shorts. He pulled the magic ones up over his legs. He jostled around for a second, getting comfortable. The looked back at Jeff. “How do I–?” The rest of the sentence was cut short as he felt a tingling rush through his body. Each and every one of his muscles started to feel warm. “Woah…” he giggled as he flexed. There hadn’t been anything there, but now he could start to see a bit of a bump coming out of his bicep.

With each additional flex of his arm, his bicep continued to grow from the size of a baseball to a softball to even larger. A thick vein bulged out of his skin as his blood started to pump even faster. Shoulders widened. His chest grew two massive mounds of muscle in front of him. The shirt he was wearing stretched against his body, rapidly losing to the growth his body was going through. His dirty blond hair turned darker.

‘Huh?’ Jeff thought for a second. That didn’t make sense. Jonathon was a blond. Yet, his hair was turning darker, pulling closer to his head. Johnathon always had it as a bit longer and somehow, without trying, it always seemed to be perfectly styled. ‘Something’s wrong…’ the thought lingered in his mind but then disappeared.

“WOAH!” Andy gave another flex and the shirt he was wearing tore asunder. There was no way the seems could hold onto his massive body. Thick muscles covered every inch of his body. Even though he’d grown nearly a half of a foot in height, he still looked absolutely jacked. And then there was that perfectly manscaped chest with a forest of hair covering the sculpted pecs.

Jeff felt himself staring. He bit into his bottom lip. His mind kept wandering to thoughts of running his hands through that hair. Or grabbing those firm pecs. “God damn…” he muttered.

“Like what you see?” Andy gave him a cocky grin as he ran his hand through the hair on his chest. The confidence and depth of his voice struck a chord with Jeff, making the man squirm ever so slightly. “Course you do bud… Kind of made it that way,” he smiled as he crossed the locker room. “Not like a body like this need much convincin’.”

There was only an inch difference in height, yet Jeff never felt so small in his life. His eyes stared blankly at the masculine man’s face. Ruggedly perfect with a strong sense of experience and strength. He looked a bit older than a college student, but Jeff couldn’t help but stare deeply in Andy’s stern brown eyes.

“Huh?” Jeff shook his head.

“It’s alright bud,” Andy smiled as his hands went to undress the jock. He’d easily slipped Jeff’s shirt off, and leaned in. “You don’t need to think when we’re alone,” Andy pushed Jeff against the lockers and leaned in for a kiss. Their lips locked and Andy’s tongue went on the offensive. His strong calloused hands ran up and down Jeff’s soft sides.

Jeff’s body squirmed under the tickle from the other man. His muscles wouldn’t listen and continued to contract without him thinking about it. His hands grabbed onto the only thing they could; Andy’s beefy body. He let out a deep moan, face raising to the ceiling. However, it also interrupted the kiss. The strong taste of the other man lingered in his mouth. Jeff leaned forward again, to just feel it again.

It only drew a chuckle from Andy. “You like that?” he mocked, continuing to run his powerful hands over each and every one of Jeff’s sensitive areas. Jeff might as well have been putty, molding to whatever position that Andy desired. Andy strung Jeff’s arms into the air. He held the college jock against the locker, keeping his mouth a mere inch away.

Jeff went in for another kiss only to be denied as his body was spun around. Barely any effort was needed from Andy as he did so. Jeff’s arms were still strung up as Andy’s other hand gently ran down Jeff’s left side. Andy leaned in, giving Jeff a gentle peck to the nape of his neck. His hand continued downward, making a short detour around Jeff’s sensitive nipples and cascading over his abs. Jeff felt his body writhe in the other man’s grasp. A sudden need came over him. He couldn’t quite grasp it. All he knew was that Andy could provide it.

“It worked so much better than I thought,” Andy nuzzled his well-trimmed beard against Jeff’s soft neck. It sent a shock of pleasure running through the jock as he writhed against the lockers. His muscular ass lifted ever so lightly as it pressed against Andy’s body.

“What worked?” Jeff gasped for air. The haze clouding his mind was near impossible to see through. His heart rate was practically in a sprint as his dick begged for attention. It jumped for joy when Andy’s hand gently ran down to his tip and polished the tip.

“My magic silly,” Andy taunted as he continued to keep Jeff right on the edge. His rough face continued to rub against Jeff’s soft neck while his hand continued to gently stroke his cock. “You were always so good with transformation, but I guess you never cared about what I could do. Well, maybe you were too good. Because I can’t remember being friends with you…”

“Oh God…” Jeff moaned. His body collapsed on itself, but Andy’s strong hand held him up. Feeling those rough bristles along his neck kept making his body convulse. Each thrust brought another smile out of Andy.

Andy spun the man around and whispered softly into Jeff’s ear. “You can just call me coach,” he smirked as he pressed his hard dick up against Jeff’s asshole. Pre leaked down on the sensitive hole making the football stud shudder. Andy wet his dick with his own pre and pushed against the tight little hole.

Jeff let out a gasp. It opened right up. He could feel his insides pressing down against the hard intrusion. But deep down, he desired it. Desired more. His cock jumped for joy as more and more of Coach’s dick pushed inside of him. His body wriggled and writhed as the pressure built up inside him. Feeling the coach use him like that was better than he’d ever expected. Each thrust better than the last as the edge grew ever closer. He could feel it.

“Oh yeah!” Coach Andy cheered with a bit of haunting laughter as he finished inside of Jeff. Pump after pump, he could feel the massive load filling up the insides of the other man. He continued to hold Jeff up as the college stud had clearly made a mess of his own. The young man’s body going limp as the pleasure overtook his body.

Slowly, Coach Andy lowered Jeff down to the ground. He didn’t mean for Jeff to cover himself in his own mess, but watching it happen, he couldn’t help but smile maliciously at it. The young man looked up, dazed and confused from the fucking he’d just undergone. “Wha ‘appened?” he slurred, eyes barely able to stay open.

“Ehh… Not much. Just traded a few years for the best fuck of my or your life. Bout to give this gift to the rest of the team too,” Coach Andy smiled.

Jeff let out a stupid laugh as he fell into a sleep. “Have fun…”