Simply yours (Boyxboy)

~Christmas special~

Graham's PoV

Christmas came too soon. It was now the 24th of December and I had all my Christmas presents done. I was laying in my bed enjoying the simple fact that I didn't have school when the phone rang. I was the only one home so I cancelled my small plans to 'think of Damon' and went to answer.
"..ello?" I said nervously, hating that I couldn't even see who was talking. Then I heard a giggle and knew exactly who it was without having to either hear them talk or see them. It was Damon.
"Hello love, care to go Christmas shopping?" I heard his beautiful voice say from across the line.
I chuckled, he wasn't sane Damon, not a bit
"You haven't done that yet?? You know Christmas is tomorrow" I chuckled and he chuckled aswell.
"Correct statement sir, that is why I was wondering if you would like to stroll with me along the streets of the town in the search for them" he said with exaggerated posh accent. I laughed and told him I'd go with him. He said he'd be there in a minute and we hung up.
I got dressed in a big Christmas jumper and a pair of dark blue jeans.
By the time I'd fastened my belt I heard a knocking on the door.
I went to open and as quick as the door was up a pair of lips were on mine. I smiled into the kiss and giggled.
"Hello to you too"
"It's snow outside Gra, you gotta come we gotta go now it's snow!!!" He took my hand and started pulling and I giggled.
"I've got to get my jacket Damon" I said and he let go off me so I could put my jacket on and lock the door and then he grabbed my hand again pulling me out. It was almost two centimetres snow on the ground an it was still snowing. After me admiring the snow that was still falling from the sky for a bit, Damon took my hand in his and put them both in his pocket so we could hold hand without freezing our fingers off and so we headed to town. We went around in shops for a while getting presents for his mum and dad and sister and then he pecked my lips and smiled.
"I'm off to buy your gift now, love go look at sweets or something and we'll meet here in a half an hour alright?"
I nodded and nudged him softly.
"See you" I said with a smile.

Then he went away and I went at a different direction. I had already bought all my presents, I had prepared Damon's for weeks. I had even bought one for Alex, it was a book with bass lines that I intended to give him on Christmas Day.

The half an hour passed slowly but at last I was back with Damon and he had a new bag which I knew contained my gift. We split his bags between us so he didn't have to carry it all on his own and held hands as we walked back to his place.
When we got inside he warmed some mulled wine for us both and we had it up in his room, sitting in his bed.
"Now I know you shouldn't be allowed to open the gifts till tomorrow..." He started and I listened curiously sipping my mulled wine.
"Yeah?"
"But uh.. I'd much prefer it if you opened yours.. Right now." He continued  and looked me in the eyes. I smiled and nodded
"Okay" I said, quite eager to know what it was that was so important with this gift so I had to open it now. He handed me the bag and I took the wrapped gift box out.
He looked at me with excited eyes as I carefully took the paper off.
Then I turned the box and took the tape off. I then slowly opened and revealed a couple of things. The box contained
- a pair of over knee high socks with Christmassy design
- red stockings
- a pair of red panties
-  and lastly ,Christmas scented lube.
I looked up at Damon my face flushed pink and he nodded at me
"Go on then, put it on."
I stood up and took my trousers and boxers off vaguely covering myself, although he'd seen me with less clothes than that loads of times.
"Don't look!" I chuckled and he covered his eyes grinning. I put the panties on first, my cock making clear contours in the front. It really wasn't comfortable but even I must admit it looked quite hot. Especially since I was starting to harden which made my cock look bigger and.. Hotter. Fuck was I getting all this worked up by a pair of panties or just the idea of dressing up for Damon? Whatever it was I was already getting horny and that was weird..
Without thinking too much about it I put the stockings on and after that the socks attaching them together.
Once the stockings and socks were on place I realised nothing of it quite covered the scars on my thighs. The scars I'd carved there myself that now only served as a reminder of the bad times. I'd been through it, I'd managed without it for a while now but the scars were still there.
At once I felt very uncomfortable, they were very exposed this way and I was scared Damon would regret giving me the things. He'd seen them before but now I was supposed to look hot for him, I felt the anxiety build within me.
"Can I look?" He grinned and I sighed
"It's.. You won't-" I cut off, not exactly knowing what to say.
Damon's grin faded slightly
"What's wrong, is it the wrong size? Let me see" he uncovered his eyes and they fell upon me, probably not quite as he imagined. I didn't know what to do so I tried covering my scars with my hands and he looked confused where he sat on the bed.
"What are you doing?" He got up and walked to me slowly removing my hands and revealed the scars. I looked away in shame, almost on the verge of crying.
"I'm sorry.. This is probably not quite as hot as you imagined" I whispered refusing to look at him. He slowly sat down on his knees so his face was in height with my thighs and kissed the inside of my thighs allover my scars until he had given me one kiss for each scar. I looked at him confused and he looked up in my eyes.
"I love you Graham. All of you. You're very much hotter than I could ever have imagined."
I blushed softly and felt much more relieved. And much more horny.
He stood up again and wrapped his hands around my waist. I put mine over his shoulder and leaned my head against his shoulder.
"Mm there's only one thing that could possibly make you any hotter right now" he moaned softly in my ear. He started walking backwards towards the bed until he stood right against it, then he sat down and pulled me down in his knee.
"Mmhm and what is that..?" I asked nervously, the contours of my cock even clearer now as I was hardening a lot more at the way Damon acted.
I felt something warm and wet follow my jawline and slowly go down on my neck making me shudder.
He sucked on my neck leaving a mark right above the collar of my Christmas sweater. Then I could feel his hot breath against my ear and his whisper
"My cock up your ass"
This made my face flush red and my cock throb, fuck it was hot when Damon talked like that to me.
"That does sound really hot" I moaned softly back and turned to face him. Watching his eyes burn with lust I decided that I, too, would play a bold and (hopefully) hot card.
"You know what would be even hotter?" I whispered and Damon shook his head slowly, clearly confused about this new side of me
"Me, pressed up against the wall, my legs wrapped around your waist. Still wearing the panties but they're slided to the side to give space for your lubed up cock, sweat dripping from my forehead as you fuck me so hard I see stars, and your Christmas smelling tip already dripping with precum, red and throbbing getting ready to shoot it's load on my prostate" I whispered doing my best to sound seductive. I think I managed pretty well. I'd never been this turned on this quick before. Damon just stared at me for a minute with open mouth and I was almost sure he was grossed out of something, so I opened my mouth to apologise but instead he kissed me hungrily. He grounded his hard crotch against me and I grinned softly at his desperation.
"Fuck you're so f-fucking hot when you talk like that, how could I ever keep my hands off of you" he groaned and started taking his and my shirt off. He stood up and pushed me up against the closest wall throwing my shirt away. His shirt was too discarded without a thought of where it went. Then he unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to his ankles grounding his member against mine that seemed like it would almost burst through the panties.
He reached down under the panties and stroke me letting my cock lay against my belly, free from
the pressure of the panties and throbbingly hard. Damon kissed and sucked my neck as he lifted my clothed legs to let them hook behind his waist. I didn't understand how or when he managed to get it with him but all of a sudden he had the small tube of lube in his hands looking me in the eyes, his eyes were full of a sort of hunger.
"Prep..?" He asked with a husky voice and I nodded slowly
"I was just gonna do that this morning but you rang instead" Damon stopped for a second
"Do you finger yourself?" He asked me, not in a mean way more as a question he just really needed an answer to. I blushed and nodded shyly.
"Fuck and right as I thought you couldn't possible get any hotter" he groaned and lubed up his fingers.
He slowly slid his first finger in tightly followed by a second as I was quite well stretched. When I had adjusted, he started moving them in and out of me, still holding me against the wall. He graced my spot over and over and I shuddered clinging to him.
"D-Damon I don't care if it hurts I want you now" I whined shyly and he smiled kissing my neck. He seemed quite happy about that even though he didn't enjoy to hurt me he was probably as eager as I was to actually get it on. He lubed himself up with a slight smirk and I could feel his tip, that was already dripping in precum placed against my rim as he lined himself up with my ass. I moaned at the thought of it, this was probably the hottest fuck I'd ever had I don't know what was driving me this mad about fucking him, we had done it loads of times before but today felt.. Different. It felt like I would explode if he didn't give me the attention I wanted and as he slowly started to push inside of me I clung to him moaning loud. He moaned as well thrusting all of him inside me at once I could feel my legs numb a little like they always did as he started moving in and out of me at a quite rough pace. Even tho the pain was big the pleasure was bigger and when he found my spot and started to ram into it over and over I barely felt the pain at all. I screamed and squirmed clustering to him, unable to control my movements due to the overwhelming pleasure. As Damon hit my spot again and again, harder and harder for each time it almost felt like it was too much pleasure, like I would implode. It almost hurt just from the pleasure. I arched my back feeling a knot in my belly unlike any other. I could feel it slowly disappear as my belly was covered in white. Damon looked like he couldn't hold back his load another second and gasped leaning forward pushing me harder into the wall and him deeper into me. First then could I feel his hot spunk spreading inside me. I groaned and realised that I was still horny.
I looked into Damon's eyes and saw an intense burning passion in them that inclined that he still was too. He rid his orgasm out tossing his head back and then he laid me down carefully on the floor with a devious grin. He pulled out of me and locked up my belly, cleaning off most of the cum whilst looking me in the eyes. He slowly started rubbing me and I looked him in the eyes begging him to go faster and satisfy me completely but he kept the slow teasing pace he started out with. He kissed me deep sliding his tongue in my mouth before pulling away stroking himself at a much faster pace but still keeping the slow stroking on my member.
Once he was fully hard he rubbed my jaw, making me open my mouth.
He positioned himself so he was sitting over me with his -area- right above my mouth and kept stroking me.
His cock slowly lowered into my mouth and down my throat whilst his eyes were locked to mine to see I was okay with it.
Once he had hit the back of my throat I gagged softly and he groaned loud. I bucked my hips into his hand that had stopped moving when he concentrated on getting down my throat. He smiled softly and started moving his hand again, faster this time.
It felt so good to have any kind of attention to my throbbing cock I grounded my hips and moaned. My moan sent vibrations up Damon's cock and he moaned as well sliding his hand into my hair gripping it softly.
He was now half laid over me in what seemed like a really uncomfortable position but he didn't seem to mind. He grounded his hips carefully before he started thrusting up and down my throat all whilst his hand tightened and massaged my hair and I fucked into his hand.
He started thrusting harder and I could tell he was getting close to his orgasm, I however got more aware of the friction to my throat than the pleasure after a while, it was a weird feeling.
When Damon bucked his hips and let go of my cock to hold himself from falling over me I gagged violently. I grabbed his hips pulling away and he got the sink removing himself from my throat.
"are you okay? Graham? Graham, I'm sorry I just I'm s-so fucking close"
Damon whimpered trying to repress the fact that he was basically on the edge of releasing and take care of me but just couldn't fully do it. He sat up beside me and I grabbed his hips again sucking on the tip. He grimaced his hands finding their way to my shoulders and gripped tight as the white sticky semen filled my mouth.
I swallowed pulling off wth a 'pop' and he relaxed.
"Fuck Gra" he panted and kissed me and I just nodded pulling away. Without anything else to focus on my aching erection was drawing my attention and I didn't want to finish myself off. I'd feel awkward wanking in front of Damon, and maybe he'd be disgusted. I felt like he would be. I groaned softly not knowing what to do. I wanted Damon to finish me off but I didn't want him to know that I wanted that, I didn't want to scare him off. He looked at me and grinned
"Oh you're still hard aren't you?" He looked down at the were goon that was laid against my belly and crawled down sitting up on my waist.
He took his own cock in his hand and mine aswell, rubbing them both at once with the same hand so his hand wasn't the only friction but it also rubbed against the other's dick.
I finished squirming but a moment later and he finished for his third time a little after that.
Then he lifted me up and laid me down in his bed crawling in with me.
"I've never been that horny" I mumbled, my voice sounding as if I had a sore throat. Great. I'd have to lie to my family and tell them I had a cold. I imagined myself telling them
the truth
'Why is my throat sore you say? Oh funny story actually, Damon came down my throat and you know what cum's like.. Ey mum?'
Ugh. I shuddered in disgust and discomfort and then realised Damon still hasn't answered. He looked suspiciously nervous and embarrassed.
"What's wrong?" I asked confused. I could see in his face he was trying to make up a lie but couldn't go with any. He blushed.
"Please don't be angry.. I mean it's .. I- please don't be angry" he started and I nodded
"Well.." He continued "I might have.. Sort of.. Put something in our mulled wine..." He finished and looked me in the eyes. I got really confused now.
"What do you mean? Put what? Are we gonna die??" I said suddenly realising that he didn't mean raisins. He giggled and shook his head
"Gra..! Think! I meant something.. Just a little to.. Erm.. Spice things up"
"Cinnamon?" I was really confused now and Damon shook his head in misbelief.
"Are you always this adorable? I meant something.. A thing I might or might not have found in my dad's drawer that got us all horny.." He said and I suddenly understood, my face flushed.
"Oh.." Was all I could say.
"Are you angry..?" He asked with a sad voice and my heart broke a little.
"No.. I just.. It was a great uh.. Bumming.. Tho right" I said blushing deep and he nodded with a smirk.
"It was! I just wanted to make it special for you" he said and I nodded kissing him. How would I be able to manage not holding Damom for so many hours, tomorrow and the rest of my life from that. I just wish we could stay like those, holding each other forever.
"Merry Christmas my love" he said with a deep voice. I smiled and looked up at him.
"Marry Christmas" I said quietly and remembered I hadn't given him his gift yet.
"I have a gift for you too I just. I didn't bring it, I didn't think I'd get mine now so I mean maybe I can come here or you can c-" I got cut off mid sentence by Damon's lips pressing tightly against mine with a smile.
"The greatest gift is that I get to be yours.. And to get to call you mine" he said, his voice soft as silk and I could feel my heart race in my chest. I nodded looking him in the eyes. He giggled and I giggled too holding him
close.
Years and years later I still found myself thinking over that day, when the Christmas feeling was high in our heads and Damon explained what was truly the most important for him. And I realised at once that it was also what was the most important to me.
I didn't remember much else from that day but I remember thinking back to the year before when I got Damon's heart for Christmas and what a precious gift that was, that would make us both the happiest boys on earth for many years ahead.

Merry Christmas my loves! I hope you have a great one x x