Saving Santa (MxM)

30 Bringing Him Back

Wrapped in cozy furs and Cal weak on his feet, Louie leads us to a big bathing chamber. In the middle of the room is a deep tub in the floor. Steam is rising from the gently rippling cerulean waters.

"I will get the healing potions and soothing salts together," Louie tells us. "Ryan, you help get Cal ready."

As our elf buddy turns his attention toward some supplies on a table near the tub, I carefully pull my fur down and off my shoulders. I then help Cal slip off his. It is the first time he and I have been naked together in months. I just want to pull him in to me, but I know I have to free him of the bondage first.

I reach for the cuffs around his wrist. The buckle on the leather doesn't budge. I turn my attention to the harness across Cal's chest. I attempt to hoist it over his head, but it doen't move. With a sigh, I squat and evaluate the metal cock cage his meat is trapped in. A small black lock dangles from the rim of the piece near his pubes.

"It's enchanted. All of them are," Cal says, looking down at me with sorrow in his eyes.

I stand and take his face in my palms. "Well, how do we break the enchantments, Big Guy?"

"I can't. The magic's darkness is too strong for me." He is defeated.

Slowly, Cal lumbers down to his knees and bows his head.

I pull his head to my chest and pet his hair. His arms wrap my waist and rest at the top of my ass cheeks.

"Who said you are doing this alone?" I remind him, and he lifts his face to look at me.

I lean down and kiss him deeply. This seems to bring a little sparkle back to his eyes. I kneel in front of him and move in to continue making out. My hands explore his chest and arms. My grip finds the back of his neck and I pull him harder into me.

"You are mine, goddammit," my voice catches. My giant is broken and my heart is shattered. But my soul is on fire, and I need vengeance. But first I have to heal my lover.

I hear the quiet clang of the cuff buckles hitting the ground before I notice that they are unlocked. My reassurance is giving Cal the power to break the bonds Krampus has put on him.

"I am here, now," I whisper in his ear. Goosebumps cover his shoulders. "I am not going to let anything else happen to you."

A heat like a sunburn suddenly builds between us. Cal's skin seems to glow with a crimson hue. He reaches up and pulls the harness from his pecs as easily as ripping a bandaid off.

I lean my forehead against his and make him a promise. "I love you with all of my heart, and we are going to going to get the North Pole and all of Christmas back or die fucking trying."

A small click sound gets my attention and I see a little black flash fall from Cal's crotch. I know it is the lock even before it hits the ground and shatters. As I carefully remove Cal's sleeping python from its torture device, he lets out a sigh of relief and comfort in my ear.

"Thank you," he whispers. "Help me get its blood flowing again. It's been tied up for months."

Tugging at his foreskin softly, I kiss him. I ignore how badly his meat needs to be cleaned because I know I will take care of him in the bath. Instead, my free hand tweaks one of his nipples, and like a power switch being flipped, his mighty manhood rises instantly.

"I've missed your touch, your body, your love," he murmurs, already getting hot and flustered. "But you are going to have to stop now or I am going to erupt all over you."

I contemplate letting him cover me in his man magma, but I know he is just getting his energy back, so I release his skin sword and give him one last kiss on the neck.