They couldn't believe it was Christmas again. Jack's boys had been to stay for a few days, they'd brought their wives and Jack's first granddaughter. It had been a busy few days for all of them, and the house had been full of laughter, noise and mess. Jack couldn't have been happier. They had a family dinner on the 23
rd
, as the boys would be leaving for their mother's place on the morning of the 24
th
to spend Christmas with her.
On Christmas Eve morning, Doug was the first up and he made a large breakfast of eggs, bacon, blueberry pancakes, a selection of fresh fruit and yogurt with a side of granola. Once everyone was up and breakfast had been served, they gathered to open gifts. Jack had spoiled the new baby, and he was happy to have the boys with him. Soon enough everything was packed, goodbyes were said and the little convoy of two cars was pulling away. Jack stood on the verandah, at the little half wall and watched them pull out. He waved goodbye and leaned into Doug, he rested his head on Doug's shoulder and cried a little as he watched his children, his heart, drive away.
Doug held him, until the cars were out of sight, then wrapped Jack in his arms and just held him for a few minutes. He kissed Jack and led him back inside, continuing to hold Jack, with his hand and arm wrapped around Jack's waist. They walked through the foyer and entered the living room. The tree, lit already as part of the Christmas Eve morning celebration greeted them, looking jolly and festive, it sparkled and glistened in silvers and whites. They stopped and looked at the mess of discarded wrapping paper and at the gifts from the boys stacked under the tree. It all reminded them of the joy the room had held a few minutes ago. And along with that mess, a dozen, or so, unwrapped gifts, for other friends, yet to be delivered, a promise of joys to come.
Together they stood and looked at the jumble and Jack wiped a tear from his eye. Doug turned him around and kissed his left cheek, then his right cheek then his lips. Jack wrapped his arms around Doug and hugged him tight.
The light kiss on the lips turned into something more, their tongues probed deeply into each other as the kiss deepened. Jack was the aggressor at first, his grief and need driving an urge to be taken. Doug pushed Jack back and onto the sofa and they two of them collapsed down, still kissing. Jack reached down and pulled at Doug's pants loosening them and pushing his hand inside and groping at Doug's cock.
Doug rolled them so that Jack was on his back and he lay his body on top of and across Jack. He began to unbutton Jack's shirt and then caressed his nearly hairless chest. The new angle made Jack's grip on Doug's cock awkward, so he released it and instead cupped Doug's ass, pulling his body closer, allowing them to grind together. They continued to kiss, and worked at stripping each other and soon enough naked body lay atop naked body, hard cock pressed into hard cock.
Doug flipped Jack face down on the sofa and Jack lifted his ass, kneeling, waiting. Doug slid down Jack's body and drove his tongue in the offered ass, he probed with his tongue, pulled off and spit into it, and then probed again, with first his tongue and then with a single finger. After years together, Jack was well accustomed to Doug's size but Doug always took the time to prep the way.
"Fuck me, Doug" Jack moaned as Doug pushed two fingers into Jack's hole. Knowing that Jack was ready, Doug sat up, spit down onto Jack's ass, and again onto his own dick then positioned himself and pushed into Jack. Jack's ass seemed to suck him in. He went slow, neither was in a hurry, and he slowly fucked Jack. Working his cock in balls deep, then out. Slow and steady. For the first few minutes anyway.
As the sensation built in his cock and his balls began to contract, Doug picked up his pace, pounding into Jack's ass as deep as he could get it. He knew he was close, and he wanted to look into Jack's eyes when he came, so he pulled out, and flipped Jack onto his back. Lifting Jack's legs to his shoulders he repositioned his cock at Jack's hole and pushed in. The look in Jack's eyes as Doug penetrated him was almost enough to make Doug cum. Jack's hard cock bounced untouched on his own belly as Doug's cock filled his hole. Doug leaned down and kissed Jack, and whispered into his mouth, "I'm going to cum" and with two hard thrusts he did just that and his balls emptied into Jack's ass. Jack's cock erupted, still untouched and he covered his belly in cum. Still leaning down to kiss Jack, Doug rolled them both, and they ended up on the floor, their heads tucked under the tree. The lights flickered above them as they lay there. The lights seemed to lose focus and become fuzzy, and they dozed off, still wrapped around each other.
Jack was the first to come awake, he stretched, he could feel the soft silky sheet slide across his naked body, and he sat up, somewhat confused. He looked around. Doug dozed beside him, they were in a sleigh bed, the curved head and foot boards large and solid. The bedding was red silk or at least it felt like silk. A fireplace was off to the left of the bed, and two solid doors were just off the foot of the bed, left and right. Two wing chairs bracketed the fireplace and a small table sat beside each. He could smell hot cocoa, and supposed that that smell came from the cups on those small tables. He could see wafts of steam rising from them both. A window was to the right of the bed, old fashioned with mullions breaking the large window into small pains. Frost covered some of the panes. Heavy curtains bracketed the window but were open and a pale light shone through.
As Jack sat up in bed, the door on the right opened, and a small person entered. She, it appeared to be a female person, but he wasn't sure, carried a stack of thick towels. The four towels, carried at waist level, covered her face. He watched as she stepped into the room, turned, and somehow opened the door on the left, stepped inside and was gone for a moment or two then re-entered the main room. She brushed down her skirt and only then realized that Jack was awake.
She nodded but said nothing and left the way she entered. He was completely confused. Jack jumped out of bed to follow her and demand answers but realized he was naked and looking around he could not find clothing of any kind.
He remembered she'd carried towels and went into the room on the left to find them, and grabbing one, he wrapped it around his waist. Turning around, he headed back into the bedroom, where Doug still snoozed. He debated waking him up but decided he needed to know where they were and what the hell they were doing here. He reached for the door through which the little woman had entered and turned the knob. Or rather tried to. It jerked in his hand; the knob refused to turn and didn't open. He tried again. Shaking the door, rattling the frame.
Doug sat up in bed, looking a bit dazed.
