Twas the Night Before Christmas_New January 23

[TeenFan]

If there’s no more talking, what will happen?

Communication can continue using "Hand" signals only.

[NudeBaG]

[teenadmirer]

This is sort of how I imagine Scotty to look like.
The actor Chris Furrh, when he co-starred in the 1990 movie "Lord of the Flies".
He most likely was 15 during the filming.
Very young looking at thirteen years old. At fifteen he's still slender, but athletic...and if you saw the movie, surprisingly strong and scary.

https://ichef.bbci.co.uk/images/ic/640xn/p02lbpl6.jpg

Any hot blooded young girl would love to have this on the bed (and at her mercy).

A close second would be River Phoenix, how he looked in the movie "Mosquito Coast" for a little more muscle.

I'm a fan of Furrh's performance in LOTF. Here's a compilation of his scenes which generously reveal his.... talents. They are near the end of a longer compilation. I used to make youtube/movie scenes compilations for another online community (now closed); close to a hundred of them! I will post this one (edition 69), zipped, with password: P&SF

https://we.tl/t-Nw8dfBIu5w

Expires in 3 days. I suggest using 7z software if you don't already have a preferred zip utility. It is free, open source, reliable: https://www.7-zip.org/

[TeenFan]

Twas the Night Before Christmas
Chapter 15. Fantasy of Christmas Past


Suzie uses a double hand grip to stroke my erection. She experiments with different levels of squeezing the shaft, first hard gripping and
then soft and gentle sliding. Without a word from either of us, the hand job has me so hard, so aroused the chill of the winter night no
longer feels cool on my skin. I'm feverish.

For the first time all night Suzie wanted quiet. I lay there with my lip zipped, looking downward in total amazement. I never thought I'd see
the day where I watched someone stroke my dick. I didn't have a girlfriend. I wasn't really that close to any chic at school. But if I were to
make a list of girls I thought could end up on my bed giving me a hand job, Suzie would have been at the bottom of the list.

She was too young for me.
She and I didn't have anything in common.
When we were together it was a constant clash of personalities.

In only two hours so much had changed. I'd seen how Suzie had matured physically, and for the first time ever I thought she was cute.
Dang it, I had come to the conclusion that Suzie wasn't smoking HOT, but she was pretty.

One thing hadn't changed. Suzie was still a pushy, manipulative, know it all who has been trying to get me out of my pants for years and she
finally succeeded. She pulled the covers off of me. She spanked me and grabbed my nuts. She put her hands all over my body and has those
hands wrapped around my dick, and you know what...I wouldn't change a thing.

With all my defenses broken down, with every avenue of escape thwarted, I lay on the bed with Suzie in total control. What happens is meant
to be. I'm done fighting. "Let it be, let it be. Let it be...oh let it be" that is how the Beatles song goes. Let it be, just let it be...let Suzie
do what she wants to me. What is the saying...if being molested by a girl younger than you is inevitable, relax and enjoy it.

Suzie leans her head downward. She turns her head slightly to the side as she places my erection next to the side of her face.
"I can see it throbbing. It jerks in my hand. I can't hear your heart beating this way, but I sure can feel it."

I can feel it too, so hard and stiff. Sometimes when I jerk off it takes a while for it to get erected all the way. A little bit of stroking won't
do it. I have to do a slam bam job on it sometimes to get it to stand up at a good angle. When I wake up the morning wood is super hard,
but not later in the day or evening. Sometimes I have to use baby oil to get it completely firmed up. Sometimes I have to role play and act
certain things out in my room, pretend I'm doing something and somebody else is there to see me. Not so with my cock this moment. It's the hardest I've ever been and Suzie had her hands on it for less than a minute.

"When your mom told me I was going to sleep in your room I was nervous. I know you like your privacy. I thought I'd go to sleep right away.
But once I was lying beside you, I couldn't imagine going to sleep without teasing you a little. Something happens to me, and I have to go
for it. You know what I mean, Scotty?"

"Yeah, sure I do."

"Um Scotty, what do you think about to make your dick stand up? Or does it happen just by touching it."

Oh fucking great. Back to playing the question and answer game. "I think about girls," I sound sheepish like a scared little boy again.

"Come on, that's no answer," Suzie gives the penis a hard squeeze with both hands, gives it a twist, and I can see the head expand and turn
even more purplish.

"Ow ow stop. Okay, I'll tell you. But I won't tell you anything unless you are more gentle with it. A guy's dick can't handle that. It's sensitive."

Suzie relaxes her grip. She gently strokes with the tip of the fingers of one hand while holding it upright with the other. That's better.
"I have this fantasy you see. I'm at my friend Matthew's house. We had gone for a run through the park near the house. We ran fast, competing
against each other, the one back to the house first is the winner. The winner gets to take a shower first and use up the hot water.

The shower is one of those that is a glass walled type, no curtain and no fuzzy glass, completely see through. I'm nervous taking a shower
without a curtain to shield me. I don't see a washcloth, just a small scruffy thing the size of a baseball. I pour bodywash onto it and I scrub
away. I never used one of those things before, and before long I'm testing it out on my dick. I'm rubbing myself all over, letting the scruffles
slide over the top and sides of my little head. It feels so good. I'm getting turned on by it.

The door to the bathroom suddenly opens. Matthew's mom comes in. I can see her clearly, and that means she can see me. "You staying for
dinner, dear Scott?" She asks me. "Yep, that was the plan, Mrs. Fielder. I'll be staying the night if you let me," I reply back.

Matthew's mom steps all the way into the bathroom. I can see what she is wearing, and it isn't much. She was outside in the back giving
herself a suntan when her son and I got back to the house. Now she is in the bathroom, and I can see how small her bikini is. I mean I can
see how big her tits are, popping out like ripe melons, her waistline incredibly slim for being a mom.

"You can stay here tonight, Scott. You can stay as long as you want. And I do mean long," she says as her eyes roam freely up and down my
body. I never realized till that moment just how hot my friend's mom is. She must have been a cheerleader in High School. She must have
been a supermodel or an actress in D-Cup movies. "It's CHRISTMAS and you deserve something special." Her face is right next to the glass
now. I can even see the whites of her eyes. I can see her blue eyes.

"What do you want for dinner tonight?" Mrs. Fielder asks.

"Anything is good for me."

"I'm gonna boil a big fat sausage, thick and juicy. With two potatoes and lots of cream gravy. Does that wet your appetite dear Scotty?"

In my fantasy I act like I can't believe what happens next. Mrs. Fielder has taken off her bikini top. Her bare breasts press against the glass.
The bottoms are gone too. I can see a hand down there rubbing between her legs. I hear her start to moan. She is moaning out my name."

"Scotty...what a crazy hot imagination you got," Suzie says, and this breaks the spell of recalling a jerkoff fantasy I'd used several times.
"Scotty...Scotty...Oh Scotty," the young girl says as she rubs a finger over the dickhead. She sticks the finger into her mouth, then goes back
to rubbing the sensitive top O the Cock once more.

A shiver runs down my legs. None of my previously used collection of sex fantasies can match this.

[NudeBaG]

Loving Suzie

[NickTwisp]

Scott has the 'neighbor lady sees me naked' fantasy. I had a similar teenage jerk-off fantasy about my best buddy David Perkin's Mom. She was HOT at the time in her late 40s.

[TeenFan]

Twas the Night Before Christmas
Chapter 16. Nearly Coming...and Going


I've never been touched this way before. I've imagined several things as to what I'd be doing with a girl. Most of them involved a girl who
got naked as I watched. I'd be safely all wrapped up in my clothes as a girl gets so interested in me that she strips for me. That is my typical
type of fantasy, imagining what girls look like without their clothes. I'd go to sporting events in junior high to watch a volleyball tournament,
or see gymnastics events. I'd sit up close to watch girls jumping up and down as they hit a volleyball back and forth. Mentally I'd make
an adjustment to their uniforms. The t-shirts melt away, and I can see a pair of bouncing boobs on each girl as they run and jump into the air.
I imagine breasts being large, swinging up and down with each movement of their bodies. And in gymnastics, when the girl is on the balance
beam, I'd imagine her with nothing on, making her much more top-heavy than any of the 8th grade gymnastics performers actually were.

I felt safe being able to sit and watch.

I'd seen movies where showgirls put on an entertainment for cowboys, flaunting their legs in brief flashes with only the tops of their chest
visible. The westerns were acceptable to watch, but if a more modern movie showed actual stripping with bare breasts showing, my mom
would grab the remote and quickly change the channel. Watching a girl undress is forbidden, and for the longest time me seeing one take
clothes off is what got me excited, that was my fantasy for jerking off. I couldn't imagine being the one naked, the one being touched. The
fantasy about my friend's mom walking in on me in the shower was the only one where I got naked first.

Now comes reality. I'm the one naked and the girl is still mostly dressed. Suzie, the daughter of friends of my parents, has maneuvered me
into an unthinkable position. Suzie is in control, in charge, in possession of my dick. Suzie isn't the type of girl I thought about, but that
makes no difference at this point. Suzie may not be blessed with big boobs I associate with on a High School cheerleader, but her petite
figure is rapidly warming up to my liking.

I was starting to enjoy this. It's the first time I've been handled this way. When she licked her finger and rubbed the head of my dick I
thought I was gonna explode. Then Suzie blew on it. Jack freakin Frost the cooling sensation has me gasping. Cold never felt so hot before!
And the way Suzie's lips formed a circle as she blew on me...I was beginning to imagine doing things with her I never thought I could possibly
want. Not with Suzie, the girl I hated to be stuck with.

"You must have liked that," Suzie says with a smile. "You shivered all over. Look at those little goose bumpies all over you. Ha ha, I never
gave a guy a blowjob before."

Maybe Suzie doesn't know a "Blowjob" is actually a suck job. I could inform her she is supposed to suck the dick, but I've learned it's best if I do
nothing, say nothing, suggest nothing.

I can feel my body getting ready to release some pent-up emotional baggage. It's stored down there where the balls attach to the body,
somewhere I don't know exactly where down there. Suzie laughs after she blows again on the head gripped only a few inches below by her
grasping hand. My ballsack tightens up, the tummy tightens up. Does little Suzie have any idea what is coming? Yes, CHRISTMAS is coming,
and it's coming near. But do you have any clue what is coming for you my dear?

"You ever had anyone do this to you?" Suzie says, and she lowers her head to plant a kiss upon the tip of my quivering, pulsing penis. She presses
her lips right onto the little fireman's helmet and smooch.

I better warn her. I'm so close to blowing. I can feel the pressure cooker down at the base of my cock. It's gonna crow like a proud
rooster in a short while.

"I bet this feels good, doesn't it?" Suzie looks to be so proud of herself. Knowing she made me get so hard must give her all sorts of satisfaction.

"Yes. Yes, it sure does," I tell her. I don't want to discourage her now. It's too late to start over and everyone go back to bed. Something has
started and I'd like a finish.

"Glad you enjoyed that. You know what we are going to do now?'

"Uh...no idea." I did have some ideas, but I couldn't say them out loud.

"We are going to go pick out some presents from under the tree?"

"We what?" I raised my head, the one attached to my shoulders, up in surprise.

"We were going to the living room to grab some presents. I told you I got you something, remember?"

I sort of remembered something being said along those lines, but my memory was like my body...in a bit of a hormonal teenage state of
confusion. I don't recall exactly what she said about presents under the tree. "Um, I guess so," is all I can respond with.

Suzi responds by sliding her body off the bed, all while keeping one hand on my dick.

"Come on. Let's go."

"Really? Right now?" I can't believe this is happening.

A not so gentle tug on my dick makes me get up. This is something entirely new. I've never had anyone pull me by the penis before. Together
we move to the bedroom door. Suzie opens the door, then turns off the overhead light switch. Led by the still intensely throbbing erection,
I get led out into the darkened hallway.

We're off to see the Christmas Tree...

[Trundle]

It looks like Scotty is making the classic mistake of letting his penis do the thinking for him.

Ordinarily I bet there's no way he'd be willing to walk around downstairs naked, at risk of being caught by his strict Mom, but with a throbbing erection he's not thinking properly and he's following the girl who caused it.

Suzie might be leading him into a lot of trouble...

[NudeBaG]

Fucking fantastic!
Loving this so much!
Suzie rules!

[TeenFan]

Twas the Night Before Christmas
Chapter 17. A Modesty Insurrection Begins


Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the dark
only two creatures were stirring on some wild, crazy lark
the one in front very brave, the second one most meek
down the hallway two kids sneak to the tree to take a peak

The living room is lit from flashing lights by the dozen
every noise that they heard caused them to stop as if frozen
the uncle lay asleep on the sofa without a care
wake him up the girl said, if you really want a dare

When sneaking around at night every sound is amplified. The clock in the kitchen going tick tick tick. The heater turns on and that did the trick,
to cause each of us to jump as if hearing the arrival of Saint Nick. I couldn't believe what I was doing. First I was safely in bed when this night
got started. Then I was exposed as naked but within the comforting confines of my own room. Next, I get dragged out into the hallway, dragged
by my dick I must say. Suzie has taken hold of me in more than one way. When she rubbed me good, squeezed me tight, told me sweet
compliments in the middle of the night, my normal rational and reasonable mind was replaced by confusion and fright.

The ghost of Christmas present has me by the balls. Well, actually that was true about half an hour ago. At the moment Suzie only has her
lovely hand wrapped around my dick. Like a ghost in the CHRISTMAS CAROL story, Suzie was a sudden and unwelcome arrival. She got me to talk about things gone before, but now she leads me down a strange, dark path to an uncertain future, one only a couple dozen steps beyond my
bedroom door.

"I don't like this," I whispered to Suzie.

"Oh don't be a sissy," she replied in a huff.

The gloom of the hallway gave way to a marvelous glow. The lights of the Christmas tree are still lit with red and green flashes with some
yellow and white mixed in as well. The red and green flashed their individual little brilliances, while the golden and white ones stayed
constant. Row after row of ornaments adorn the dark green boughs. Tons of tinsel hang down into the air from every branch. I did most of
the work on decorating the tree, but I had a hard time gaining enjoyment from the accomplishment.

While I worked the tree, mom sat on the sofa. With a cup of hot tea in her hand, she directs where every little decoration must go, where each
string of lights must reside. "Move that there...put it higher...no, I meant lower...pay attention and focus..." The ghosts of Christmas Present
are not always as cheerful as in the movies about Scrooge.

Decorating the tree can be fun. I had lots of fun doing just that at my grandparent's house. Once I got to fly on an airplane to spend a week
with the grandparents over the holidays. I put together the artificial tree, building it branch by branch. The old ornaments were ancient
and of designs not seen in stores anymore. Long icicle shapes and bizarre geometric configurations made the tree look splendid, vibrant.
I slept at night with dreams of reindeer and snowmen waiting for that wonderful day to arrive.

I was twelve years old when I got to spend that week with the grandparents, and I had a blast.

The morning of Christmas I was eager and excited. I went down the stairs wearing only pajama bottoms, no shirt on. There weren't a lot of
packages under the tree, but most of them were for me. So many gifts and all for me! Grandma and grandpa came in to sit down, and with
great cheer they watched what I opened up. I got a retro classic hand held Pacman game. I got a chess set. But the gift that stands out in my mind was a mostly flat package that I picked up and shook. It had no sound. "I wonder what this one is?" I said as I unwrapped the package.

My face lit up like a happy elf who just found out where Santa hides the marshmallows for the hot chocolate. The package contained a pair
of pajamas. Spiderman pajamas! "I love the Spiderman movies," I yelled as I took the package to grandma. I watched with a big grin on my
face as she broke the plastic and paper holding it together. Grandma holds the bottoms up. I can see the blue and red pattern matches
the comic character's Spidey suit almost perfectly.

"Take off those jammies you have on and let's see how this fits."

For a moment I say nothing. l grimace due to an error on my part. "Ah...I uh...I can't take these off. I didn't put any underwear on."

Grandma laughs for a couple seconds, then she says, "You're not going to let a moment of exposure derail this wonderful scene, are you?
Who gives a flip if gramps and I see your candlestick. Come on and try on your new pajama bottoms."

With her approval and encouragement, I whisked off the old pajama bottoms. Standing in front of my grandma, me without a stitch of clothing
on and not giving a damn, I put on the Spiderman pajamas.

After looking at my super comic book hero self in the mirror, I went back and hugged both grandpa and grandma.

Grandma smiles and ruffles my hair. "Now take them off. I have a new suit for you to try on. I didn't want to get wrinkles on it by bundling it
up inside a box."

With more clothes to try on, I take off the Spidey suit pajamas, both the top and bottoms. Standing naked again, I look around for a suit
lying nearby. I don't see one.

"Where is this dress up suit?" I inquire.

"It's in my closet upstairs. You can run up there and get it whenever you want to...but there's no need to rush off just yet. There are still
more presents for you under the tree."

I was a little confused. Grandma doesn't want me to put the nice new suit on yet, but she had me take off the pajamas. I suddenly felt a
little nervous and felt naked for the first time. When I switched pajamas it was undress/dress in a flash of seconds. I'm standing in the middle
of the room, with my grandparents looking upon my nudity. I glance down at myself, almost as if I needed to be one hundred percent sure that
I was indeed naked. I sure was. I didn't have a single hair on the body yet, would have to wait for the following summer for the hair to grow
down there. I was aware how my penis hung down a little past my balls, was aware that my grandparents would see
it swinging from side to side if I waked around the room.

To confirm everything is proper and in order, grandma says, "Go on, get your other presents."

I reached under the tree two more times to pick up and bring a present to my grandmother. She insisted that she unwrap the last two
packages. I don't remember what those were. I only remember how I felt standing naked as the gifts were revealed to me. When the gift
giving was finished, grandma said something that astounded me, was calming and made me laugh.

"Hey gramps. Did you know your grandson has such a long icicle hanging between his legs? Nice sugar plums too."

Then she patted the side of my face. "You are a lovely and smart boy. That body is too cute to hide. From now on, you wear whatever you
want to wear inside the house...even if it's nothing."

Wow o Wow...grandma just told me I could be a nudist in her house if I wanted to. I didn't know what to think about that. I was shocked.
I was proud to have such loving and trusting grandparents who could let me be me...whoever I happened to be. I gave granny a kiss on the
cheek, and I ran up the stairs to fetch that new suit from the closet.

That Christmas week opened a door. It created an ongoing battle with my mom over modesty issues. It was a battle I'd been losing for some
time.

And back to Christmas in the present. I stand with Suzie in the living room. For the first time in years, I behold a Christmas tree while
wearing nothing but my birthday suit.