With Brightly Shining Christmas Light

With Brightly Shining Christmas Light

Perry squirmed and tried to hide behind the plastic candy cane light pole while he dug the back of his swimsuit out from between his asscheeks again. It was embarrassing enough to have walk around the busy shopping center in just a speedo, but Mr. Wilbur had gotten the wrong size.

“Oops, must have mixed you up with one of the freshman,” Mr. Wilbur had said with a laugh. “No time to go get another one. We’ll just have to make do.”

Perry bet the gross pervert had given him the wrong size on purpose. Mr. Wilbur had ‘volunteered’ Perry and some of the other swim team members for the school’s annual Christmas fundraiser for the swim team, so he and some other swimmers had to stand around the garishly painted Santa’s North Pole in only tiny, green speedos and an ugly, equally green elf hat with a bell tied to the tip. The small swimsuit hid nothing. The eighteen year old senior’s cock could grow to longer than a twelve inch ruler and even when soft barely fit into his usual competition speedo. The little strip of material he was forced to wear today left the thick, veined base of his cock exposed. His big, shaved smooth balls were halfway out and always threatening to pop free from one side or the other as they bounced with every step he took. 

And the FUCKING PIECE OF STRING in the back was always trying to crawl up his asshole!

“Who is next to see Santa?” Mr. Wilbur called, and Perry walked back out to the line of people behind a velvet rope.

Perry fumed and dragged another snot-nosed brat over to Mr. Wilbur, who was dressed in a more modest if still ugly bright red colored board shorts and equally blinding life vest along with a thick fake beard and red Santa hat which threatened to fall off the back of his head every few minutes. As the kid yammered on about whatever the hell he wanted, Perry took his place back at with waiting parents and their spawn. The children were all excitedly jumping up and down hoping for their turn. Some of the parents were excited to get their demon spawn’s pictures taken, others looked almost as bored as Perry was, but a third group were watching the elf more than Santa.

Perry snorted. Yeah, he would prefer looking at him too. Perry knew he was stud. He had movie star worthy facial features, carefully styled dark brown hair, bright emerald green eyes, the body of an Olympic athlete, and the cock of a stallion. Genetics, weight training, and swimming had given him broad shoulders that tapered down to a narrow waist. . Perry knew his body was a masterpiece with every muscle perfectly defined beneath skin as smooth and unblemished as polished stone. His skin was tanned bronze from swimming in the summer and tanning booths in these winter months. 

The swimmer flexed his muscles a little for the crowd. He did not want to be too obvious, but he scratched his shoulder and tensed up the muscles across his long arms. His strong pectorals bunched up as he stretched. Below those bulging pecs, the eight-pack abs across his stomach were so deeply cut you could trace each individual muscle. One woman looked like she would faint when he rubbed a hand down his ripped abs as if he was going to pull out his dick, but instead Perry scratched one of his thick thighs. This let him push out his bubble butt too, which brought some more murmurs from the parents. These wino moms would go home dreaming he was bouncing his tight ass on top of them while fucking their brains out. Perry smirked as he imagined them imagining him while their pencil-dicked husbands tried to get their wives off

"NEXT!" 

Time to drag another kid to 'Santa' for a picture, Perry rolled his eyes and grabbed another kid's arm to ‘help’ the little devil. As he got closer, Mr. Wilbur motioned for him to lean down and whispered, “We are almost out of candy. Fill up some more bags in the back. Alex can help with the kids.”

Alex had been giving the children little bags of candy and looked even more bored than Perry, but at least this meant doing something different. Perry shrugged and walked behind Santa’s throne (a high backed chair painted red, green, and gold) and stepped into Santa’s workshop (a large storage room whose walls had gingerbread colored particle board nailed into random places). Christmas had vomited all over the place. Trees, tinsel, snowflakes, snowmen, and so many blinking lights Perry was worried about having an epileptic seizure. Somewhere behind the dozens of plastic Christmas trees was a box filled with enough sweets to put these spoiled brats into a diabetic coma. 

At least he was until he heard some giggling.

“You can’t be in here!” Perry yelled. Of course he would have the luck of finding out some kids were hiding back here. “Get out, right now!”

He heard some more laughter and a rustling of plastic branches. Whatever. If they wanted to hide, he would tell Mr. Wilbur and let the old bastard figure it out. Perry rolled his eyes and stomped towards the back when he was suddenly tripped. He fell forward and instinctively grabbed at a nearby tree for support. Perry looked down and saw pin pricks of blood coming from his skin as tinsel wrapped barbed wired dug into his leg.

“Oh, you little fucks are gonna die!” Perry screamed as two urchins burst out of the fake snow and ran circles about the swimmer and the Christmas tree. Despite being much bigger and stronger, the kids had the element of surprise and twisted the tinseled wire about them. In seconds the teenager was trussed to the tree. 

"I can't believe that worked," said the shorter brat. His eyes were wide and mischievous as he looked up at Perry's furious face. 

“Told ya so,” the taller one said. This one looked taller, and he had a devilish grin splitting his face. He was clearly the ringleader of this little operation.

"We're here to punish a bad boy," the taller one said as he looked up at Perry with those knowing eyes.

"Our names are..." The first elf paused dramatically. "… Jingle and Jangle!"

That was when Perry looked at the two. Really looked at them.

Jingle was indeed shorter with messy blonde hair that stuck up in all directions and bright blue eyes. He wore a ridiculous green and red striped shirt that was far too big for him, but it was the pointed elf ears that made Perry’s eyes widen. Those ears did not look like they had been bought from the store. In fact as Perry watched, Jingle’s ears twitched and bent forward almost like a cat’s ears. Jangle was taller and lankier with dark hair and judgmental brown eyes. His elf outfit was more put together complete with a pointy boots. His ears were like Jingles, but his nose was long and bent like a twisted tree branch.

No, those must be prosthetic. It was just some kids playing, right? Perry thought.

"Let me guess," Perry growled, "you two brats are going to tell me I'm on the naughty list?" His emerald eyes flashed with irritation. A bead of sweat rolled down from his damp hair and traced along his jaw.

"Oh, you're DEFINITELY on the naughty list," Jingle said and circled around to examine Perry's bound wrists where more blood was seeping from cuts in his perfect skin. "And we've got something special planned for you!"

The two young elves exchanged glances before Jangle pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from beneath his elf shirt. "It says right here…" he began reading in an official-sounding tone, "'Perry Morrison, eighteen years old, high school senior, member of the swim team, and general womanizer.'"

Jingle snickered. "Yeah, we know all about you, Mr. Stud."

Despite being tied to a plastic Christmas tree with barbed wire cutting into his muscular arms, Perry’s eyes blazed with indignation and embarrassment as these little shits read through what sounded like his entire sexual history.

"Here it says," Jangle continued as he pulled some glasses from his garish pants. He put on his glasses in a gesture that made him look even more like fussy bureaucrat, "that you've been naughty in several ways. Let's see..." He cleared his throat dramatically.

"'Item one: Cheated on at least three girlfriends. Item two: Had multiple affairs with married women. Mrs. Patterson, your best friend’s mom, is mentioned specifically.'" Jangle looked up at Perry with those serious brown eyes. "That's pretty gross, dude."

Jingle nodded enthusiastically as he stepped beside Jangle and read. "'Item three: Engaged in non-consensual sexual activities with..."' He paused to read more carefully, "'...multiple female students and faculty members.' That means you raped people, you creep!"

The word hung in the air between them. Perry's handsome face flushed with shame and anger. His chiseled jaw clenched as he struggled against his bonds.

"'Item four: Left at least four girlfriends pregnant without providing financial or emotional support.'" Jangle shook his head sadly while Jingle looked genuinely disturbed.

"Dude, that's really bad," Jingle said as his voice lost some of its playful tone. “How many were you planning to knock up?”

"I'm not answering that!" Perry snapped.

"I don’t get it," Jingle said while his eyes traveling up and down Perry's body. "You really are built like a god. Why would you need to rape somebody?"

Jangle shook his head slowly, "It’s a human thing. Power, dominance, they can’t get enough of it. Give them more, and they want even more." The two elves exchanged another glance, one more knowing, more adult than their previous expressions had been.

"You’re hot, but we're supposed to punish you for your bad behavior," Jingle said.

Perry struggled harder against the wire cutting into his arms as fresh blood began to run down his smooth skin. His handsome face was flushed now from exertion and the humiliation of having his transgressions read aloud at him. "That's bullshit!" Perry shouted, "Those bitches wanted it! I never forced anyone to do anything they didn't want!"

He tested his bonds again, his powerful muscles flexing impressively beneath that golden tan skin. The movement made his cock shift slightly in its inadequate covering.

"Mrs. Patterson came onto ME!" he continued defensively. "And the others knew exactly what they were getting into! I told them upfront I wasn't looking for anything serious! Yeah, maybe I got around a lot, but that's just because I'm young and horny! What's wrong with that?"

“He still cannot admit it. I can see why the big guy thought we needed to handle this personally,” Jangle sighed before he signaled Jingle to step away from Perry. The two elves huddled together and whispered urgently while occasionally glancing back at the bound swimmer. Whatever they were discussing, Perry doubted it was any good. The looks they kept giving his body were enough to tell him that much.

Finally, Jingle turned back to face him with an expression that was equal parts regretful and determined. "Look," he said, "we're not supposed to do this, but… we think the punishment on your list is inadequate."

Jangle nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you committed some pretty serious crimes against women. Being put on the usual naughty list isn't really enough."

“That’s why we were sent. We don’t make normal toys,” Jingle said, “Not even the sex toys.”

“Or more accurately we figure out new ways to use old toys,” Jangle explained.

Perry felt a chill run down his spine despite. "What are you talking about?" he demanded, though part of him already knew he did not want to hear the answer. The two elves approached him slowly from either side. Their eyes were locked onto his body with an intensity that made Perry's stomach flip uncertainly.

"We think," Jingle said softly as they reached out simultaneously and placed small hands on different parts of Perry's exposed skin.

Jangle continued in that same hushed tone, "That you need to learn what it feels like when someone doesn't ask for permission first."

"I don’t care what the fuck you are. This is wrong. I have rights!" Perry protested even as he felt his cock growing harder. Perry's breath caught in his throat as those small hands explored his body more boldly now. Their hands traced along the ridges of his abs. 

Jingle ran his hands over the swimmer’s chest, “His muscles are so big.”

"His abs are incredible," Jangle breathed as his fingers traced along the deep valleys between each individual muscle on Perry's stomach. The swimmer's eight-pack was so perfectly defined that you could literally see every single abdominal muscle beneath skin as smooth and unblemished as silk.

Jangle nodded in agreement as his fingers explored every contour of thick pecs. Soon his fingers were tracing around the small nipples at their centers.

“Get your hands off me,” the swimmer screamed as Perry's breathing grew heavier. His big dick was straining against his tiny green speedo with increasing intensity. The fabric barely contained him even when soft. Now it looked ready to burst free at any moment. His green eyes closed tightly as he tried to tell himself this was all just a bad dream.

"Good arms too," Jingle continued his exploration as both boys moved around to examine Perry's upper body more closely. They ran their hands along his powerful biceps and felt them flex involuntarily under his bonds. But it was when Jangle's hands continued their journey downward that things got really interesting because he stopped at Perry's ass and gave each cheek an appreciative squeeze that made the swimmer gasp aloud despite himself.

"Oh my god," Jangle groaned reverently. "His butt is absolutely perfect."

"Look how firm they are. I bet the big man wishes he weren’t so busy preparing the reindeer. He’d love spanking these babies," Jingle said as he squeezed again just for good measure before moving on.

Perry could only grunt in response because what else was there to say? His cock had grown so large it was literally tenting the front of his speedo creating obscene bulge. He was pitching such a tent that the elves could see the first few inches of his hard cock in the open, and the thick glans of his dick was pressed tightly against the material. Jangle could have traced the veins on his shaft easily despite the swimsuit.

"Get his swimsuit off, Jingle," Jangle nodded towards the swimmer’s massive dick.

Like they were opening a present on Christmas morning, the two young elves watched with barely contained excitement as Jingle produced a pair of oversized scissors from somewhere in the cluttered storage room. The metal glinted under the assault of blinking Christmas lights as he positioned it carefully at the waistband of Perry's inadequate swimsuit.

“HEY! Get that thing away from me!” Perry commanded as he tried to push himself back into the tree despite the bristling plastic and metal branches poking into his skin.

"Ready?" Jangle asked.

Jingle nodded then sliced through the fabric with a decisive *snap* that echoed in the cramped space. The two elves squealed delightedly as Perry's thick cock and baseball-sized nuts were suddenly exposed to their eager gazes.

"Holy shit," Jingle breathed as his eyes went wide as saucers. "It's even bigger than I imagined!"

The swimmer's cock stood at full mast now. It was a thick shaft of meat that had to be close to fourteen inches long with a girth that was equally impressive. The head was fat and flared. The glans were darker in color than the rest of Perry's tanned skin with a thick ridge running around its base that would be certain to please any hole it penetrated. The shaft itself had thick veins running along a length that only widened as it neared the base. Jingle's mouth watered at the sight. 

Below the swimmer’s testicles were no less amazing. Each one hung heavy and full in its own sac, and they swayed gently with every slight movement Perry made as he struggled against his bonds.

"I wonder how much cum is inside those things," Jangle said from where he had knelt down for an even better view between Perry's spread legs. His fingers reached out to feel the weight of a heavy ball.

Jangle nodded slowly. "Yeah," he agreed. "I can see how he knocked up so many women around here.”

Jingle wrapped one small hand around the base of that thick shaft and squeezed. Perry's cock twitched in response to this touch and a bead of precum welled up at the tip before dripping down along the underside of his shaft in a slow rivulet that sparkled from the little lights blinking from all the Christmas decorations surrounding them.

"Look!" Jangle pointed. "He's leaking already!" As the taller elf spoke, more precum flowed freely from Perry’s slit.  Jingle rubbed his hands across the swimmer’s dick and used the running liquid to coat those thick veins and smooth skin. Meanwhile Jangle extended his tongue to taste a drop of the virile jock’s seed.

Meanwhile Perry was trying desperately to figure out a way to escape, but the barbed wire wrapped around his body was pricking him in a hundred different places. The slightest movement caused fresh pain in the form of sharp little stings where the thin metal dug into his smooth skin. Little drops of blood stained the fake snow on the floor beneath him to create more dark red spots against pristine white fake snow.

"STOP! I confess!" Perry yelled. "I'll confess to everything! Just stop! Let me go now you - HMMPH!” Perry’s mouth was gagged with a giant plastic candy cane.

“Sorry,” Jangle said with an evil smirk. “You don’t get taken off the naughty list by confessing.” Then Jangle climbed a stepladder besides Perry with more shiny decorations in his hand. Perry screamed into his plastic candy cane as Jangle wrapped more tinseled barbed wire about his thick neck. The pressure made each breath Perry took a conscious effort rather than an automatic function.

The broad muscles of his shoulders and strong arms shuddered violently as the swimmer struggled. His powerful back muscles rippled beneath that smooth, hairless skin with every movement. Perry’s thick pecs and ripped abs shook as the athlete found breathing a choice between two different kinds of pain. Sweat began beading on his forehead and chest, which made his already golden tan skin glisten in the festive lighting like some pagan god of fertility rather than a bound high school swimmer. Meanwhile Jingle’s jerking had gotten the horny teen’s dick on the edge of exploding. The swimmer’s dick was constantly leaking precum like a faucet, and Perry’s huge nuts swung back and forth as the swimmer twisted against the barbed wire despite the way the barbs dug into his flesh. The sensation of those metal barbs digging into his flesh at a hundred different points was overwhelming. Pains mixed with arousal in ways that made no sense but felt undeniably intense in Perry’s hormone charged body.

"Hurry up, Jangle," Jingle said as he continued stroking Perry's massive shaft with increasing speed and enthusiasm. "You're going to miss it! He's about to blow!"

Perry gagged on the candy cane gag shoved into his mouth, and his emerald eyes were wide with desperation as he realized just how close he was to losing control completely. The barbed wire felt tighter than ever now as if his every motion made its dig deeper into his neck. Even for someone with lungs built through years of swimming, Perry knew he would not last long if the wire tightened much more.

“Okay, okay,” Jangle laughed and crawled beneath the teenager’s strong legs. Many people had admired Perry’s meaty ass in and out of the pool, but few had seen those thickly muscled glutes spread open. Until now none had shoved a large firecracker into the swimmer’s tight, pink asshole. Perry screamed into his plastic candy cane gag. He did not know what was being slammed into his ass, but he knew it was big and it hurt. Badly. The eighteen year old's thick cock pulsed involuntarily as the new intruder slid against his sensitive prostate. 

“I think he likes it,” Jangle said and shoved more fireworks up the teen swimmer's asshole.

"He's getting sweaty," Jingle said and reached up with one hand to twist one of the Perry’s nipples. The teenager was quietly sobbing from both the pain and humiliation, but his prick felt more eager than ever in Jingle’s stroking hand. Then Perry screamed as Jingle added an ornament to that nipple. More blood dripped down Perry’s chest as a large glass ornament hung from one of his nipples. Another, heavier one joined the first in his other nipple. The two made the swimmer’s hard pecs droop lower as their heaving muscles struggled against the agonizing pull of gravity. Perry's abs clenched and unclenched rhythmically as he fought against both physical restraints and overwhelming sensations threatening consume him. Meanwhile Jangle shoved more fireworks into Perry’s guts.

"Faster, Jangle," Jingle said urgently as he felt how close Perry was getting. “I can’t keep him on edge forever.” The swimmer’s cock was throbbing harder now with each stroke, and his big balls were drawing up tighter against groin. Precum flowed faster than ever. Jingle’s fingers were coated with the virile liquid as they moved across the slick shaft with delicious friction that made the teen moan desperately. Perry’s cock lurched in Jingle's hand. The thick shaft pulsed as cum built up pressure in the athlete’s big balls.

"Here we go!" Jangle announced triumphantly as he climbed out from between Perry’s legs. He joined Jingle in front of Perry and started helping the shorter elf jerk the swimmer’s massive shaft.

“Five!” 

Perry screamed for help. The plastic candy cane and blaring Christmas music from the mall’s speakers drowned him out.

“Four!”

Jingle and Jangle hands were a blur of motion along Perry’s dick. The precum slick shaft was vibrating with the need to launch its load.

“Three!”

Perry shrieked. His muscular body bucked and twisted. Tinsel and barbed wire ripped jagged cuts into his tan skin.

“Two!”

The ornaments hanging on Perry’s meaty pecs chimed as they slammed against each other as Perry twisted his muscular body back and forth. Jingle and Jangle watched the lit fuse burn up into Perry’s bubble butt.

“ONE!”

Perry blew his load at the same moment the fireworks inside his ass exploded. The swimmer’s rock hard abs suddenly expanded and distended. At the same moment, Perry came the hardest the horny teen had ever cum in his life. Ropes of thick jock cream splattered across the plastic and fiber fake snow. 

*pop* *pop* *pop* *pop, pop, pop, pop*

The muffled sound of fireworks continued while Jangle and Jingle laughed. Perry’s formerly chiseled body quaked as the explosions climbed higher. His ruined abs bulged outward with each new explosion. His increasingly purple face choked on the candy cane in his mouth while small blasts hollowed out his innards. Smoke and blood poured from his asshole.

“Damn, he’s cumming so much!” Jangle gasped but kept frigging Perry’s massive cock. Ropes of thick, white loads soaked into the fake, white snow.

“Yeah, but not for long,” Jingle pointed at the last minute additions he had made to Perry’s fireworks.

The firecrackers wrapped around Perry’s balls went off. Even as the last of Perry’s load was spurting out of his cock, the huge orbs of his teenage cum factories popped like overfilled balloons.

Then the tree caught on fire.

Jingle and Jangle stepped back. Perry released high pitched moan as the cheap plastic Christmas tree went up in flames. The fires licked and scorched the swimmer’s muscled body. Tears ran down Perry’s handsome face, but they did nothing to quench the heat. Skin curled and blackened as the fire quickly spread. His massive erection steamed and cracked open like an overcooked sausage. In only a few seconds, the jock’s perfect form had been ruined inside and out.

“Oops,” Jingle said bashfully. “Guess I got carried away with that one.”

“Time to get out of here,” Jangle said. Jingle nodded in agreement, and they quickly raced for the emergency exit. A loud alarm blared as they opened the door. The two elves looked back on last time to see Perry’s round, meaty pectorals burst apart as a few more firecrackers went off inside the dying swimmer’s body. The ornaments on his chest blew apart, and hundreds of glass pieces blasted into the jock’s handsome face. Perry’s strong heart exploded, and the handsome stud’s head slowly lowered to the remains of his ruined torso.

Once outside, the two elves watched the humans run about in confusion and panic as the fire alarms rang loudly. Jingle and Jangle looked at each other with a satisfied expression.

“That was so much fun!” Jingle said with a mischievous smile, but his expression fell as he continued. “Think the big guy will be angry that we kinda went overboard?”

“Definitely not! The big man’s gonna pop an even bigger load than Perry did when he hears about this one,” Jangle returned his fellow elf’s grin as he pulled a list of names and an old-fashioned fountain pen from seemingly the air itself and scratched out the name Perry. “I think we’re going to see more names added to our special naughty list.”

The elves walked into a crowd of evacuating humans and vanished as if they had never been there at all.