Late in the night on Christmas Eve, Austin discovers Uncle Mitch reading next to the Christmas tree in front of a crackling fireplace. Uncle Mitch is surprised his nephew is up so late and assumes the boy is trying to sneak a peek at Santa or his presents, but Austin says he heard a noise and didn’t want to wake his dad in the next room.
Still sleepy, Austin curls up on the couch next to his uncle with his head in the older man’s lap, looking for all the world like the perfect image of “sleeping in heavenly peace.” Austin had always been attracted to his Uncle Mitch. With his sun-kissed skin, muscular fame, and that thick mustache, he liked to imagine his uncle was a movie star. His dreams have been dancing with visions of his uncle’s thick cock in his throat and tight boy hole, and the cotton of Uncle Mitch’s union suit is all that separates the boy’s innocent face from the subject of his recently discovered holiday cheer.
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