Analysis of A Very Gay and Adult Night Before Christmas

"Twas the night before Christmas
And all through the house
Every gay boy was partying,
There was no mouse.

The dancers were hung and paid to be there,
In hopes that a Daddy would treat them with care.

The twinks were all naked ready for bed,
While visions of Britney danced in their heads.

Hubbie in his jockstrap and me in my harness,
Had just poppered up with no plans to rest.

When out by the hot tub,
There arose such a clatter
I sprang from the sling to see what was the matter.

Away to the window, I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The disco lights on the new fallen snow
Gave the lustre of freshness to lube left below.

When what to my drunk horny eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh and "Pups" playing in mock fear.

With a big muscled driver, so Dom and Masc,
I knew in a moment that it was St. Nick's ass.

Hoping for spankings, his trained slave Pups came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

'Now, Asher, you dancer! Stop prancing now Vincent!
Get on Tony, don't be stupid. Smash with Chad, your cock will fix him.

To the tops, get on in there. To the tops, deep to balls.
Now cum away, cum away, cum away all!'

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
those tight spit on asses were mounted 'neath the sky.

Then up to the house-top the fuckers they flew,
With the sleigh full of sex toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The jingling of chains 'round the neck of each Poof.

As I drew hand to cock and got more turned on,
Down my chimney St. Nick came with his own wet hard-on.

He was dressed all in leather, from his pecs to his thighs,
And his nipples were pierced with steel - oh my!

A bundle of dildos he had flung on his back,
And he leered like a pervert just opening his pack.

His pre-cum-how it glistened! His biceps so sturdy!
His ass cheeks were like biscuits, his nipples like cherries!

His droll little mouth could have licked me head to toe,
And the beard of his chin would have tickled my ass for sho';

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his crotch like a wreath;

He had a long thick dick and big giant balls,
That shook when he laughed and made my own dick stand tall.

He was ripped and tight, his abs hard as shelves.
And I moaned when I reached down and stroked myself;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his cock,
Soon gave me to know my world would be rocked;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled up my asshole; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger on the last drop of cum,
leaving one last taste, up my chimney, my bum.

Slapping my ass, to his team gave a call,
And down they all flew to come lick our balls.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he left out of sight,
Horny Christmas To All, And To All A Good-night!"