Not Another Christmas Story

Louisiana. Where a really good guy named Bobby lived. Well, I guess there were many good guys named Bobby in Louisiana, but this is the story of one of them in particular.Bobby was well-known in his city, both for his ranch and for being a good person. Among Bobby?s many employees, there was Jesse. Jesse had been working on the ranch for a long time: he was just nineteen when he walked into Bobby?s office for the first time.He was a boy escaping from his life and from a family who refused to accept his homosexuality. And Bobby pretty much acted as a good father figure and did what every father should do: accept Jesse for who he was. Jesse worked on the ranch for some twenty years, building muscle, growing stronger, not to mention a cute beard and some hot body hair: he turned into a rugged, sexy man.As time went by, Jesse got closer and closer to his boss? family: Bobby?s wife Patti and his daughter Christie.Oh, Christie?Jesse had felt connected with this girl, since the beginning.He had watched her grow up as he was getting older. That red curly hair, those green eyes? Christie was as pretty as her mother and was as pure and good as her father. She had many friends at school, but nobody she felt as close to as Jesse.It was tough when at sixteen, she fell in love with him and he could do nothing but tell her the truth. He didn?t think of her ?that way? because he was gay. Jesse was Christie?s crush. She was sure they would get married when she finished high school. The girl cried a lot and refused to talk to anyone for a week.Luckily, time healed her broken heart and everything got better. Until last year.It was a cold day of February, when good ol? Bobby passed away, leaving everyone in devastating pain. Getting back to life wasn?t easy for anybody in the family or on the rach since everything on the ranch reminded them of the man they loved so much.Christie was in such a state of shock that she failed her senior year and had to repeat it in September.The family ranch still had the trust of the investors, but nobody had Bobby?s business sense. Hard times were a-coming???????????????? JULY It was a warm night.Jesse was getting ready to go home, thinking of his latest douchebag date and his terrible relationships, when he met Christie. She tried to act like she was strong, but she gave up right after a few words.Her sad smile isvecbahis said a lot.?I?ve been thinking about those things I can?t do anymore. I won?t make him proud of me, I won?t feel his hugs, I won?t hear his voice??She was about to cry again.?Oh Christie,? Jesse whispered reassuringly, ?Come here??Jesse hugged her and helped let the pain flow out of her eyes, as his hands tenderly caressed her hair.?I miss him so much???You?ll be fine. You?ll be fine, I promise. We?ll get through this.?And then, she pronounced those words: ?Thank you, daddy.?Jesse felt uncomfortable.?How did you call me??Christie looked embarrassed.?I?m so sorry, Jesse. It?s just that? sometimes, you sound exactly like him???Are you sure it?s just that?? he asked.She looked away from him: ?What do you mean???I mean, I saw you come into this world and I saw you grow up into the young woman you are right now. I love you, but not as you might think.??I?m not thinking about anything. What do you mean???Okay... I just really want to make sure things are clear between us because I really want to help you.?The girl looked at him: there was a strange aura around them.?Help me, then.?Before saying another word, Christie had her lips on Jesse?s. He felt very strange about that kiss but even stranger about the fact he wasn?t doing anything to stop it. Then, he found himself responding to the intense embrace with even more intensity: his cock hardened in an instant.Her lips and mouth tasted so good: his hands planted on her face, her hands running up and down the back of his tank top, caressing his hot body. Jesse was a gold star and he was about to lose that with a girl who could be his daughter!?No? Wait a minute, what?s going on? Fuck that, no!?The lights had suddenly turned back on, in his mind.He was still breathing hard?I? I can?t?? he said to Christie, interrupting the kiss.?We can?t? Please???Why not? It?s what we both want. Please??Christy kissed his mouth again, softly.?Please, daddy??Jesse turned cold: ?Stop it. This is not good. I?m not your daddy, Christie. Your daddy is a man who still lives in our minds, in our hearts. He loved you so much and I loved him a lot, too. And I will not disrespect his memory.?The moonlight made his tears shine as he walked away, quickly. Once he got home, Jesse dived onto his bed: he was upset and felt guilty, his head isveçbahis giriş was hurting a lot. He felt like his feelings were fighting his instincts.It was not going to be an easy night???????????????? DECEMBER As time flew by, things didn?t get much easier for Jesse and Christie. But as the November page blew off the calendar and the first day of December rolled in, everyone on the ranch felt relieved. Jesse and Christie were friends. Sort of. But something was broken beyond fixing.Jesse had hooked up with a few men since that kiss with Christie, but his latest date was a little more into exploration. His sex date wanted Jesse to try out his fleshlight. A pussy fleshlight. A very accurate reproduction.?I thought you were gay...? Jesse was a bit confused?I am. Okay, maybe homoflexible is the correct definition.??Sorry dude, but this ain?t my stuff.??Give me a chance, please. I?ll show you how it works.?He started with a long, tasty blowjob.Jesse was really excited.?Now what??The guy positioned the lips of the fleshlight on top of Jesse?s cock and pushed gently.His body reacted, as he growled arching his chest.?You like that??Fleshlight rode the gay cock as Jesse?s mind projected Christie?s body moving up and down on his pole. He then remembered their steamy kiss and pretended he was fucking her tight pussy. Jesse had one of his best orgasms, ever.At that moment, the gay guy from South Louisiana had the proof he wasn?t just a gay guy, anymore.??????????????? CHRISTMAS EVEJesse was working harder than usual on the ranch, because he needed to keep his mind as busy as possible if he didn?t want to think of sad stuff, like the fact that this would be the first Christmas without Bobby.?Good morning,? said a creepy female voice behind him.Jesse turned to see who was there.?Good morning, Mrs. Monet.?In Jesse?s mind, Mrs. Monet was the encyclopedic definition of a horrible person.?It?s finally Christmas? Everything is so magical. I?m feeling like a better person, you know???I?m sure you are, ma'am,? Jesse replied to her, politely but repulsed: ?How can I help you??She smiled: ?I wanted to inform you about tonight. I?d like to have you as a special? guest. For me and the other women of the club.??I?m not sure I understand,? Jesse was puzzled.?Must disagree. I think you understood perfectly,? she answered, touching his crotch.?With isveçbahis yeni giriş all due respect,? he said, pushing her hand away, ?that?s not gonna happen.?Her smile turned to an evil grin.?Oh, Jesse? Did I say that I?d like to have you? I meant that I WANT YOU. You and your hard-working body will give us much pleasure? tonight. Or I?ll make sure this ranch hits the skids quicker than a summer-tired Oldsmobile in the middle of a New England snowstorm. And for the record... Patti has given me her blessing.?Jesse was shocked.How could she do that to him? He felt so betrayed.?Bring a Santa costume,? Mrs. Monet was peremptory: ?We can?t wait to? unwrap you.?She left, as Jesse was speechless and horrified.A few seconds later, a hate-filled voice reached his ears. A voice he could have recognized anywhere.?I guess horny old ladies don?t make you feel as gay, huh??Christie had seen and heard everything. She was furious.?Please? Let me explain,? Jesse begged her.?Explain what!? The fact that you?re not attracted to me, but you don?t mind getting touched by disgusting bitches like Mrs. Monet???No! Not at all! Listen to me, please!??No! I?m done listening to your lame excuses. I?m done waiting for you. I?m done with YOU!??Christie!?Her pain was real but Christie desperately tried to hide it with anger.?I don?t want you in my life, you?re fucking dead to me!?Christie ran away as Jesse tried to reach her.?I love you? In every way,? he shouted, but Christie was already too far.Jesse had finally come to grips with the idea of making love to Christie, but apparently, it was too late. Once he got back home, Jesse looked through the garage for his Santa stuff: it had been a long time since he?d put it on. As desperate as he was, gym workout was still on his to-do list: Jesse kept thinking about Bobby and how much he wanted to save the ranch for him, for his legacy and for Christie.Later that night, Jesse donned his Santa costume and threw some clean clothes in an overnight bag before heading out to Mrs. Monet?s Christmas party. As he was driving, Jesse thought about this absurd situation and how uncomfortable he felt: was he really supposed to go to that twisted party without clarifying things with Patti first?She was his boss now, after all. Not Mrs. Monet.He stopped the car, and parked in a very unconventional way before running to Patti?s house. An unusually cold wind brushed against his body and rushed over the naked skin under his clothes but this didn?t stop him. When he finally made it to the door and rang the bell, his breathing was choppy at best.