Keith Adiv sighed as he continued to gaze out the car window. The snow came down in flurries around their car as they headed further north for his Nana's house. His father was driving and his mother sat in the passenger seat humming to a Christmas tune. His older sister was in the window seat opposite to him listening to her own iPod as his younger sister sat in the middle singing out of tune with the same Christmas tune mom was humming to while pretending to make her bunny doll to dance.
Keith just sat there with his elbow perched on the window edge laying his head on his arm glancing out the window. Keith hadn't been to his Nana's for nine years. The economy was bad and it was hard to save up the money but finally this year we were able to go for Christmas.
However now that he was sixteen he really didn't feel like going. He just wanted to stay in his room and watch horror movies all night long. Fucking figures that he'd be dragged into this.
After about a seven hour drive of utter misery they finally arrived at a very large wood cabin. His Nana stood there on the porch with a warm smile on her wrinkled face. The little kid in him was happy to see her. There was just something about this that lightened his mood, but only a little.
They all got out and walked to the house. Keith's little sister, Erin, ran to her and hugged her. His sister was two when she last saw her. Keith's older sister, Minnie, just hugged her and went inside, she was twelve when she last saw Nana.
Keith kissed her on the cheek and she hugged him, "Look at you. A strong young man just like your grandfather when I first fell in love with him." She started to giggle.
Keith rolled his eyes but smiled warmly, "Nana, as much as I love these stories, I'd prefer to keep you love life a mystery. It's more fun."
His Nana patted him on the cheek, "Alright, alright, get inside young man."
Keith was told time and time again by relatives that he looked just like his grandfather. It was cool to know but sometimes it was also creepy. Like when Nana started to reminisce...
Keith went inside and was greeted with the smell of gingerbread and cinnamon. Okay, he didn't mind missing the Horror spectacular on Syfy now. His mother and father came in followed by Nana.
However, a voice from within the house down the house stopped him in his tracks, "Hey, Mrs. Shire, I fixed the Christmas lights."
A young man came down from the ladder leading to the loft, his short soft white hair waved around his features as his soft blue eyes glittered. He was a full head taller than Keith and had a tawny complexion. Dressed in a long-sleeved white cashmere shirt with a red scarf, white gloves, black pants and black winter boots he was extremely handsome.
Nana laughed lightly, "Well, thank you, Dov Gaines! You're always such a big help!" She reached to pull his head down a laid a kiss on his cheek.
Dov smiled softly, "Of course, Mrs. Shire."
Keith took a step forward, "Wait, Dov Gaines? From the stone house down the road from here?"
Dov turned to look at a very yummy looking young man. He had soft shaggy black hair that fell just to his shoulders and stormy gray eyes. His skin was silken smooth and a beautiful creamy color. He wore a black button up turtle neck that was unbuttoned to show a white turtle neck with no sleeves underneath, black cloth armlets that reached up to his biceps yet flowed past his hands and black slacks with dark gray combat boots. He was shorter than Dov but still handsome. However he'd never touch him, he only wanted his Mickey Malice. Though he'd never see him again he didn't care.
"Yes, um, sorry but you are?" Dov asked as politely as he could.
Dov saw his face fall just a bit but it was gone the next moment. "Oh, right, it was nine years ago and I was a short shit then. I'm Nana Shire's grandson, Keith Adiv."
Dov's blue eyes widened as recognition hit him. The name tattooed on his hand, his Mickey Malice!!!! Walking over to Keith, he bent his head up so he could get a better look at his face. Then Dov smiled teasingly, "No offense but you're still a short shit."
Nana smacked both of their heads, "Stop swearing."
Keith and Dov rubbed their heads, "Sorry."
Dov grabbed Keith's hand, "Hey I know you just got here but do you wanna take a short walk?"
Keith looked at his Nana and she smiled, "Don't worry, there will be plenty of goodies when you get
Keith nodded and turned back to Dov, "Yeah, I don't mind,"
Keith pulled the armlets up until they zipped onto the button up turtle neck and headed outside after Dov. The snow was falling a bit lighter now and it wasn't as windy, but it was still quite nippy. He looked to Dov who seemed at ease with chill. He has lived here his whole life. He must be used to it.
"I haven't seen you in nine years. Last time, when you were with your Nana you always followed me around whenever my family visited for Christmas."
Keith blushed as Dov told him this, "Well, I was a kid and my older sister was hardly the older sibling I looked up to. You were pretty much a big brother for me. I admired everything you did... even when you ate the whole gingerbread house."
Dov sputtered, "Sh-shut up, man! That was an accident! Well it wasn't but I didn't think I'd end up eating all of it!"
Keith laughed as Dov stewed in embarrassment, "Sorry, sorry, it was just so funny."
Dov glanced at him as he laughed. It was soft yet deep and rich. "But I'm glad I was such an inspiration to you. However, after three years I had given up on you coming back. I kind of.... well, aw, screw it. I missed you."
Keith lowered his head, "My family was hit hard when the economy dropped. Finally, though dad got a really good paying job. However we won't be able to come up here every year. And don't worry about sounding mushy, I missed you too."
Then Keith began to rub his arms, "Damn, how the hell are you not cold?!" Keith turned to him but was stunned when he was pulled into Dov's arms.
"I've lived here my whole life. Here, I'll warm you up then we can get back to your Nana's house." Dov whispered. He rubbed his hands along Keith's arms and eventually fully embraced him.
Keith blushed, but true enough it was really warm. He pressed his face deeper into Dov's chest as Dov laid his head on Keith's head. After a few moments Dov pulled back.
"C'mon, let's get back to Nana Shire's place."
Keith nodded, "Yeah, okay."
When they arrived at the house his family was finally all there. And he meant everyone. God, it was noisy.
Dov laughed as his aunt Doralice walked by wearing a set of antlers with a Santa suit. Keith covered his eyes with his hand, "Oh no."
"Come on, Keith, let's just sit by the fire place while your family parties." Dov said steering Keith towards the large beige couch. Keith sighed and followed Dov's lead. When they sat down they began to watch his family act out. It was amusing as hell but still awkward.
After a while Keith began to get thirsty. He got up and looked at Dov while pointing to the kitchen, "I'll go get us some eggnog. Kay?"
Dov smiled and nodded while continuing to laugh at his Nana trying to eat a whole fruit cake.
Keith went to the kitchen and saw the eggnog on the counter. Getting two cups, he started to pour when he heard a low laughter from the entry way. Looking up, Keith cursed. Of course his uncle Richie would be here. Last time he was here he was almost molested but managed to escape when the cat knocked down a large glass container of cookies startling his uncle and that was why Keith was following Dov around everywhere. From the looks of it uncle Richie had been drinking yet again.
Grabbing his two cups of eggnog, Keith attempted to get past his perverted uncle. However, he refused to budge.
"Think you're gonna get away again? Come on you're so cute! I just want a bite." Uncle Richie leaned in, his breathed laced with alcohol.
"Stop!" Keith struggled out of his grip causing the eggnog to spill on him.
"Ooooh, you look good with white goo on you." His uncle slurred.
"I said knock it off!" Keith shouted.
Just then a white gloved fist flew into view and landed heavily on his uncles head knocking him off of Keith. He looked at his uncle on the ground then back at Dov in the entrance who looked down right infuriated.
"Trying it again, you perverted fuck?! I told you last time not to touch what's mine!" Dov snarled at uncle Richie on the ground.
Dov gently grabbed Keith and pulled him against him once again, "Jeez, guys just keep grabbing you. I'm getting tired of it."
Keith was confused, "Wait, what?"
"I knew about him nine years ago. Why do you think I kept carting you around, I wasn't about to let someone else touch my Mickey Malice."
Keith was shocked at the term for the Goth Mickey Mouse. Did he mean him? Sure he still wore black back then too and had an obsession over horror movies and bloody stories. He also always carried a stuffed Mickey Malice in his hand but...
"W-wait, you knew?" Keith
Dov's face lowered dangerously close to his, "Of course. Don't you remember the glass jar shattering. I knew I couldn't take him on my own so I spooked him instead. When you ran our of the kitchen you saw me just outside the door. I smiled grabbed your hand and never left you out of my sight." Keith did remember Dov being just outside the door and now that he thought about why would Dov just randomly be at the kitchen door right at that very moment just standing their, some one else would have entered the kitchen to get what they needed. It was almost as if Dov was waiting for him to run through the door.. Then Dov straightened up, "Later that night I told him not to touch you ever again. However, he didn't listen. But I'm older now, I don't have to resort to tricks. I can take him down without breaking a sweat."
Keith actually started to shake, unaware that he was scared of what could have happened. Now the threat was over and he really did feel violated. He stepped out of Dov's embrace a bit as the numb feeling wore off, "T-thank g-g-g-g-god.... I- I thought I'd have been..." Keith's eyes widened in torment as tears streamed down his face. Then he gripped the sides of his head and fisted his fingers in his hair, "I thought I'd be raped... Nana doesn't have a cat anymore... there would have been no chance of escape. B-but it was you... oh thank god... I-I..." He started to shake and tremble at the mere thought of being raped.
Dov's eyes widened then softened. He took off his gloves to reveal the tattoo of Keith's full name and a Mickey Malice with a devil pitch fork on his hand and a goth nail paint style. "I asked your Nana for your full name when you left. Even if you never came back I would have kept it. I will let nothing harm you if possible." Then he cupped Keith's face in his hands and laid a soft kiss to his trembling lips.
Keith gasped and his breath hitched through his tears but then loosened up as Dov's warm soft lips were pressed against his. Slowly, Keith began to melt into the kiss and soon after that kissed him back. Wrapping his arms around Dov's shoulders, he couldn't help but sigh as he felt warmth again. Keith hung onto him like a life line that he desperately needed.
Dov embraced Keith as he slightly tilted him back for deeper access to his mouth as his tongue slicked against Keith's. Their tongues danced as they clung to each other with relief pouring through both of them. Dov was overwhelmed, he almost didn't make it to Keith in time. He could have been raped and Dov could have been too late. Thank god he was curious as to what was taking Keith so long otherwise things would have gotten very bad.
Still, he was so happy he got to Keith in time. That was it. He hadn't seen Keith in nine years and their dads job was decent but not great so it could be a while before he got to see him again. He wasn't about to risk it. He wouldn't wait. He couldn't wait.
Dov lifted Keith clear off his feet and began to ascend the stairs down the hall and headed for Keith's guest room. Keith pulled back from the kiss to look around, "Why are we here?"
"Dammit Keith, I haven't seen you for nine years and when you go home I might not see you for even longer. I don't want you to leave but life isn't fair. I can't bear for you to be taken by another. I want you as mine. I wish you wouldn't fight me on this but if you do I.... I won't care... I plan to have you tonight. So put me on Santa's naughty list I don't mind coal tomorrow morning."
Dov looked so distraught and haunted, he really did plan to take Keith even if he objected however the thought of harming him was clearly a rotten thought to him. Lucky for Dov, Keith didn't mind. Hopping down from Dov's grip, he slowly began to unbutton his turtle neck.
"I don't mind, Dov." Keith whispered while slightly licking his lips.
Dov's head reeled as Keith slowly disrobed in front of him. When his boxers hit the ground and he stood completely nude in front of him, Dov nearly died. Keith stood there with reddened cheeks as he held himself with one arm and looked down to the side in embarrassment. The absolute best part was the eggnog was still on his cheek and in his hair looking as if he'd already had a little fun, "This is what you meant, right?"
Dov yanked his shirt over his head and dropped it along with his scarf and also discarded his boots, pants, and boxer. Walking over to the guest room door, he locked it then turned Keith with a wicked glint in his eyes, "That's exactly what I meant."
Keith shivered as Dov walked back towards him with a dangerous lope in his strides. Then he grabbed Keith's hands and led him over to the dresser. Dov placed both of his hands against the dresser as he slightly bent over. Dov slid his hands over Keith's smooth ass and gave it a firm slap causing Keith to gasp out.
Getting on his knees, Dov parted Keith's ass cheeks enough so that he was able to run his tongue along the crease. Keith's legs twitched as he felt Dov's warm tongue lave at his ass. Dov paused in one area and poked his tongue at Keith's love hole until finally he completely delved his tongue inside. Keith's nails dug into the wood of the dresser as he cried out. Dov lifted his hand to gently stroke Keith's member as it twitched and jerked in response. He swirled his tongue until he felt the muscles tighten on him and Keith's cock pulse in his hand letting him know Keith had ejaculated, of course Keith's hoarse cry helped too.
Pulling out of Keith's ass with a pop, he licked his lips, "You taste so good, you know that?"
Keith stood up straighter as Dov got to his feet, "Let's see how you taste."
Dov raised an eyebrow in slight confusion until Keith dropped to his knees which made it perfectly clear what he intended. Keith rubbed and massaged Dov's cock and placed the tip of his tongue against the head of his cock to lap up the precum. Looking up at Dov, he licked the underside of his cock. With Dov's cock resting on the length of Keith's entire tongue, Keith gazed at Dov with a dark smile on his features, and then devoured it his eyes still boring into Dov's.
Dov gasped and grabbed a fist full of Keith's hair. Dov looked into Keith's eyes as he sucked him off with fever. Dov couldn't believe how erotic Keith was... how lewd...
Before another thought could come into his brain he shot out his seed but Keith pulled back, still pumping his hand on his cock but allowing the cum to shoot out onto his face. Still holding that mischievous smile he licked his lips, "Oh yeah, you taste good too."
Dov couldn't help but smirk wickedly, "You look good with my cum all over your face."
"Well thank you, I was hoping you liked it."
Dov leaned down and gave him a soft kissed and then licked Keith's lips of some of the cum. Then the little bit of cum on his cheek. Keith closed his left eye as Dov's tongue caressed his cheek. Dov didn't wanna use the bed, that was a bit cliché but he did have an idea. Grabbing Keith's wrist he brought him to the door. Lifting his legs he wrapped them around his waist, "Now for the fun part."
"W-wait, someone will hear!" Keith gasped even though his cock said he didn't care as it started to stand at full attention.
"The door's locked." Dov said while shrugging.
Without another word he slicked his cock deep inside Keith. Keith shuddered as his nails scratched against the door. Dov felt hot as Keith's moist body gripped, tightened, and cradled his throbbing shaft. He pulled back slightly then rammed back into him and continued that hot and heavy pace. Being as strong as he was, Dov supported him with one hand whereas the other fondled, rubbed, and jerked off Keith's shaft. Keith arched his back onto the door for even better support as one of his own hands covered Dov's while he jerked Keith off. It was so erotic and he was so close...
The thudding against the door could most definitely be heard in the hall but he didn't give a shit. All he cared about was that he was finally inside Keith's body. Finally looking at his face with such a lewd expression. Finally joined with him and claiming possession of him. He's had these fantasies since he was young. All he wanted was Keith.
Keith screamed out as he came, "DOV!!! SO GOOOOOOOD!!!!!!!!!"
Dov really loved it when he called out his name in ecstasy. Grasping his hips, Dov buried himself inside Keith to release his seed deep in his little Micky Malice.
Keith was panting and sweating as he went limp. Luckily, Dov was strong enough to support him. He nuzzled Keith's neck as he walked over to the bed. He crawled inside and laid there with Keith wrapped in his embrace. Then he got up and went into the bathroom connected to the bedroom and returned with a wet cloth. With a gentleness and care of a genuine lover, Dov began to clean the cum off of Keith's face. When he finished he laid a soft kiss to his nose and then another to Keith's smooth belly causing Keith to suck in his breath and twitch in response. After Dov placed the rag in the hamper he crawled into bed next to Keith and rested Keith's head on his chest which allowed Keith to lay on top of him. He was very comfortable as he wrapped his arms around Dov and snuggled in closer to his body.
"Sleep, for tomorrow we'll see if Santa still kept us on the nice list." Dov whispered lightly to Keith laying a loving kiss to his forehead.
Keith sighed, "I got you're love. That's a good enough present if he didn't."
Dov laughed softly, "Yes, true, your love is good enough for Christmas."
----------------Next Morning----------------------
Keith awoke but the spot next to him was empty. Morning light crept through the window and spilled across his face. He got up and realized he was still buck ass nude. Turning red at the memory of last night he quickly slipped on some black ghost face wearing a Santa hat pajama bottoms and white slippers not bothering with a shirt.
He entered the living room and saw his father and mother talking Dov. His father nodded and his mother smiled and hugged him. His father tapped Dov and pointed to Keith in the entryway. Dov glanced at him and smiled a loving warm smile as his eyes softened. Keith smiled back but with a slight blush.
Dov pick up a light blue present and handed it to him, "Merry Christmas, Keith."
Keith's eyes widened, "I- I didn't get you anything!"
Dov laughed lightly, "It's fine... I, uh, just got this this morning."
Keith cocked his head to the side but opened the box. Inside was sign in papers for the school up here. The Zion Academy.
"What?"
"Well at first I was going to ask your Nana to let you move in here but then realized that Richie could get at you whenever even without my knowledge... so I talked to your mom and dad to see if you could move in with me... I live alone now because both my parents died in a plane crash so it's still just down the road from your Nana's... and I'm 21 so I could be a "Legal Guardian" of course that's only if you want to. And I understand if you don't I mean I also- MPH!"
Keith cut him off with a kiss, "You talk waaay too much when you're nervous. I would love to stay with you! Oh but my stuff..."
His mother came and kissed him on the cheek, "We'll bring it up next time. Until then Dov offered to get the things you need."
Dov rubbed the back of his head, "I have a small fortune from my parents. Plus I also work at the school during the summer as a lawn care-taker."
Keith was stunned his parents would be so accepting of this. Also to go as far as letting him live with Dov. Something was off. Keith looked at his mom, "Uh... are you sure you're okay with this?"
His mother took a sheepish glance to the side, "Actually I wanted to downright refuse at first but I got to thinking that if you stay here my mother would have someone around her without it needing to be a holiday. None of her relatives live around here so..." His mother got a dark glint in her eyes. "You're to watch over grandma while you're here! Got it." She said it quietly but she was so close that it was hard not to get the point.
Keith grinned, "I would love too!!" Then he jumped and wrapped his arms around Dov who caught him with ease.
"See, you got me a Christmas present after all."
"Shut up!"
-- One Year Later A normal day for them ---
Keith came home from school and dropped his backpack by the door and took off his scarf, "I'm back!!"
Dov came down the stairs wearing nothing but red leather boxers and long red boots with with fluff, while carrying two mugs of hot cocoa, "Welcome home, Christmas Angel."
Keith's face turned bright red, "Do you ever answer the door fully dressed?"
Dov handed him a mug of cocoa and then grabbed him by the hips and collided their groins together for that desired friction Keith loved so much, "Hahaha, not with you. I would start to worry if you bring friends home."
Keith rolled his eyes yet moaned deeply, "Mmmmm, Yeah well I'm sure Loris would die if he saw you now."
Dov laughed and kissed him on the cheek, "I'm sure."
Keith smiled, "We should spend Christmas at Nana's."
Dov looked confused, "Why?"
"Well now that I'm close enough we can do it every year and since that was where we first met I kind of like it there."
Dov's eyes twinkled, "Yes we can do it every year."
Keith was momentarily confused until he realized what he said, "You know what I meant!"
"Yes I did, and you know what I meant."
Keith bowed his heads and looked at him through his bangs, "Are you hungry Santa?"
"Starved." Dov led him to the kitchen.
They think of all sorts of new places to have fun, Like Christmas at Nana's for example.