I Saw Daddy Kissing Santa Claus

The beginning of winter has just entered the Gaskarth’s household. Which means Alex is now decorating the living room. Christmas trees being put up beside the fireplace and over sized socks hanged over it.

Alex Gaskarth was no fan of Christmas, no. He was a bitter man himself. Everyone has their stories to tell and Alex has his own.

Six years ago, his wife left him on the exact same night of Christmas. It was cold and dark but the streets were illuminated by the neighbor’s poorly chosen Christmas lights. It was a bitter fight, consisting of Alex coming out of the closet and his wife’s affair. It was a disastrous break up, to say the least and there’s only one thing keeping Alex sane. His son, William.

Alex adopted William when the kid was only ten, William’s parents were mugged and murdered when he was eight, only to be found by the Sister that built the orphanage he was in, and Alex’s heart broke when he heard the boy’s story. No one should suffer that misery, especially a young boy.

The man’s head shot up when he heard the front door open and close revealing a rosy cheeked William, escorted by a young boy who’s much taller than his own son. The boy was skinny and lanky with a lopsided smile and almond-shaped brown eyes, his cheeks were tinted pink from the temperature outside, and he was wearing a Santa Claus costume.

Alex quickly remembered that William came from a Christmas Party 5 blocks away from their house. He most definitely didn’t expect his son to drag a stranger in his home, but seeing as Alex was well educated and mature enough not to be rude, he greeted the pair.

“Will, I didn’t expect you to be home this early? And who’s this?” Alex said as he stood up straight and walked over to his son and the Santa-suited stranger.

“This is my boyfriend, Jack.” William said with a cheeky grin and that glint of love in his eyes. “And Jack, this is Alex, my dad.” He continued as he looked at Jack, encouraging him to shake his father’s hands for a much more formal introduction.

Jack reached a hand out in front of him, shaking slightly from the zero degrees temperature outside, also because of the nerves. The stranger never expected the family meeting, already? They were dating only for two weeks and Jack wasn’t even serious about the kid. Not to mention he’s been half-hard since the party because some hot guy he was dancing with grinded the life out of him and groped him, so it was awkward for Jack to meet William’s father with a boner. Understandable, right?

“Babe, I’m just gonna go change upstairs, okay? This costume’s making me itchy.” William said just as Jack let go of Alex’s hands, the brunette’s son kissed Jack and left. Leaving a suspicious Alex and an awkward Jack.

“So, Jack? Where did you and my son met?” Alex faced Jack with his eyes narrowing and with a serious tone.

“I..I used to be.. i-in his class. But I w-was a senior. And he was a s-sophomore. So..” the younger of the two stuttered. Looking everywhere but Alex, standing so awkward in front of the man], eyeing his toned physic Jack could feel the fathers eyes on him, they stayed eyes roaming each other’s bodies for a few seconds before Alex coughed snapping the younger out of his trance.

"I-Im gonna go check o-on Will." Jack murmured out as he paced up the stairs, blood rising to his half hard cock as he approached the top of the stairs. Opening Will's door to find him all ready for a night in with Jack.

"Hey Jack, do you need to get changed somewhere? I know those clothes are probably uncomfortable, I could help you, if you wanted?" Will said in a suggestive tone, but much to his dismay, Jack refused the offer and kindly grabbed the clothes he left at Will's before the party and headed to the bathroom to change.

His head was running 100 miles an hour; maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was the fact that he was still hard, but all he knew was that Will's dad was something different, that he and Alex should never be alone together. As he stepped out of the bathroom he was greeted by a towel wrapped Alex. Banging heads the two fell to the floor, Jack landing straight on top of the elder, who was only clothed from the waist down, and merely a towel covering what Jack was craving.

"Shit! Jack, sorry buddy, I didn't see you there! I was just going in for a shower actually." Alex said as Jack scrambled off him, leaving Alex confused as to why he wasn't apologizing, even once Jack paced down the hall trying to get as far away from the elder as possible. He stumbled back into Will's bedroom and slammed the door closed, grabbing Will's attention immediately.

"Jack, what are you doing? Calm down babe, are you okay?" Will asked quickly, worried expression plastering his face.

"Y-yeah babe I'm fine, just ran into your Dad, literally!" Jack faked a laugh and calmed down substantially as Will came over and grabbed Jack's hips and kissed his lips in a softly. Jack tired to make it more passionate, he really did, but as soon as he pressed harder Will retracted and kindly mentioned "Dad is home tonight, you know we can’t Jack, I'm sorry baby, I promise I’ll make it up to you somehow." Will said pulling away from Jack and taking Jack's hand and leading him out the door towards the spacious living room.

As they stepped into the living room, Will let Jack go and asked him to sit on whichever end of the L shaped couch he wished because his Dad would be joining the pair in their movie watching. Purely because Will wanted to spend more time with his Father and also, he wanted Jack and Alex to get along. And Jack only agreed to have some 'bonding' time because his boyfriend and he made a compromise saying that;

‘Will, if I can go to the party for a few hours, and you come with me, I will do this thing with your Dad even though I’ve never met him and its going to make me very nervous.’

Both boys came to the agreement a few days ago, and now they were sitting in the spacious living room waiting for Will to choose a movie.

Will started to put in a romantic comedy that his father had rented a few days ago, he slipped onto Jacks end of the couch, cuddling up with him and pushing his head into Jack's chest. Jack could tell Will was listening for his heartbeat, it was something Will had done since they started sleeping together, he would always listen to Jack's heartbeat, being lulled to sleep by the monotonous rhythm.

20 minutes or so into the movie Alex came around the corner, bringing beer and snacks for both boys, Will and Jack were huddled under the blanket together, but Will had shot up when he saw the chips his father brought to the old wooden coffee table. He perched himself on the edge of the couch eating the chips, occasionally handing some to Jack for him to eat.

Until his phone vibrated, a loud buzzing noise resounding through the room. Will reached for his phone.

From: Patrick
"Hey Will we need your help tomorrow at this Xmas party"

To: Patrick
"I'm kinda busy Patty, can ya find someone else?"

From: Patrick
"No mate, we need you, it won't take too long, we just need your help, come on mate, please"

And Will wasn't one to just drop his friends, so naturally he told Jack about where he was going and Jack seemed extremely hesitant for his boyfriend to go saying things like, "Will, I’ll come with you" or "Two hands are always better than one? Right, baby?"

Will was having none of it. He simply said back, "Jack, you need to bond with Dad, I wanna keep you for a long time, but I don't know how Dad feels about you yet, so please, baby? Pat said it wouldn't take too long, I’ll be back before you even know it” And all Jack could do was nod, he wasn’t really gonna win an argument with his boyfriend.

“Let’s just get to bed then." Will supplied into the quiet room before grabbing Jack and dragging him up the stairs.

That night ended with Alex trying to block out the moans of Jack and William.

But Jack’s thoughts were flooded with only one thing;

His worst nightmare was coming true; he was going to be alone with Alex tomorrow. The last thing he wanted.

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The next morning, Will was already gone before Jack even woke up, so he made himself comfortable with his environment and made himself some breakfast. He wasn’t expecting Alex to be up, William had told Jack that Alex wasn’t a big Christmas person, but only coming out of bed at 10:30?

"Hey Jack." Alex said groggily. He took a seat across from Jack staring him down, like he was waiting for a confession of some type.

"Oh hello, Mr.Gaskarth, sir!" Jack tried for perky and chipper but he barely sounded alive.

"You can just call me Alex, okay?" the older man smirked, happy that the hormonal teenager had a bit of manners.

"So… Tell me about yourself?" Alex went on, if he was gonna sit with someone for breakfast; he’d rather it not be awkward.

"Well, I uh- I play guitar and I hate math." Jack chuckled; his humorous attempt was amusing but not exactly comical.

"Okay, well I too play guitar. I work in music actually, just the day to day record company stuff." He drawled amicably.

"Oh, uh that’s cool." Jack was bored, time to be serious here. Alex jumped right in.

"I hate to sound cliché, but what are your intentions with my son?" He pestered. Jack was silent. "You see, I’m a bit protective and I’m looking out for my son. I’m a single gay parent with a rowdy boy on my hands, so if I seem harsh; I’m only being parental." Alex went on. Jack didn’t miss the part about the man’s homosexuality.

"Oh, uh, o-okay." He sputtered before just shutting his mouth and deciding that listening would probably be the best option.

Alex went on to interrogate Jack for another twenty minutes, before they were both interrupted by their phones. Jack spoke up first.

"I need to take this, excuse me." He said breathing a sigh of relief to be out of the captivity that was Alex’s gaze. He walked out into the hallway, answering with a simple "Hello."

Alex just opened his messages to see a text from William.

‘Hey, gonna be a bit longer. Patrick’s a little distressed and it’s starting to snow pretty bad. Might not make it home for a couple hours. Please entertain Jack? Be nice, I’ll call later – William’

Great, now he was stuck here with his son’s beau and a blizzard brewing. He walked out to the hallway to go tell Jack about the delay when he overheard the aforementioned boy on the phone.

"Okay baby, yeah I love you too. Yes I promise we can hang out when you get back from vacation. Babe, I’ll talk to you later. Gotta go! Bye" Jack spoke sickeningly-sweet into the receiver. He hung up and turned to go back to the kitchen, only to find that Alex was stood in the doorway. He did not look happy.

"Who was that?" Alex spoke all-too-calm for the situation. Jack was busted, and they both knew it.

"Nobody."

"Jack, I will ask you one more fucking time because I am not patient. Who was that?!” Alex spoke once more, advancing slowly towards the younger boy.

"Just a friend." Jack lied.

"Really, baby?” The elder spoke condescendingly.

"Yeah baby.” Jack shot the tone right back.

"Oh a friend that does things like this?" Alex whispered, extremely close to the 17-year-old now. He started to palm Jack through his pants. Alex was taking a huge fucking risk here, if his hunch was wrong; then he was so screwed. Jack moaned loudly into the air.

"A-alex what are you doing." Jack stuttered, lost in the pleasure that the friction brought him. Jack wasn’t expecting this.

"No, no Jack. I think you were right in calling me ‘Sir’ earlier." Alex growled lowly. Jack wasn’t scared, oddly enough; he was too turned on to let fear bother him.

"Oh look at you, getting all worked up by me just touching you. Not even an actual hand job." Alex teased. Jack blushed at the comment; he couldn’t help the adolescent hormones that flooded his brain and flowed in his veins.

"Jack, I think we should have a little chat; don’t you think?" Alex asked, albeit a little sarcastic, he tightened his grip on Jack’s crotch; almost to a painful extent.

"Y-yes, sir." Jack groaned out through gritted teeth.

"So, how many boyfriends do you have?” Alex asked. Jack moaned a little at the continuous friction he felt.

"F-four."

"Wow, looks like I’ve caught myself a player!" Alex exclaimed in a mocking tone. The caramel-haired male unzipped the younger’s fly and took his cock out. Jack didn’t even bother with underwear.

"Oh and what a little slut you are! Little Jacky, so desperate for a fuck. I heard you last night. You were pretty loud. I have to admit though; I’d love to be the one making those noises fall from your dirty lips.” Alex taunted before finally connecting his mouth with the other boy’s.

"M-Mr.Gaskarth w-what about W-w-William!?" Jack shouted. Alex’s hand was moving so slow on the younger’s cock that the boy was going mad. Alex smirked, his plan forming. Jack was attractive, Alex was horny, and to be honest there were no rejections from Jack.

"Will’s gonna be gone for a couple more hours." Alex spoke; he turned to walk up the stairs. He had made it half way up before turning and sending a cheeky grin back at the dazed high school student. Jack quickly scurried to follow, his cock still hard out of his pants.

There was no way in hell that Jack would say no to Alex. He was sexy, dominant, and so, so, so fucking hot. Jack was a horny teenager, what in hell would make him say no to this. Alex wasn’t into any of that BDSM shit but ordering around Jack was turning him on like an easy-bake oven. Alex threw away his inhibitions along with his coffee downstairs and now there was only one goal; get off while having really hot sex.

"Jack, I haven’t been fucked in a while; so really, you’re gonna top. Just know that I’m still in charge now." Alex held up a bottle of lube and sexily winked at the worked-up teenager.

"Would you like to do the honors? Or should I?" Alex playfully asked.

"Can I?" Jack questioned.

"Ah ah ah, ask politely for exactly what you want." Alex teased.

"Can I please stretch you?" Jack pleaded.

"I don’t know… I wanna hear some begging" Alex spoke while stripping and getting on the bed on all fours. He wiggled his ass at Jack and winked.

"Please, sir? Please can I stretch you? I’m fucking dying here, Alex! Can I fucking finger you god damn it! Please sir, please!?" He begged. Alex relented with a nod and waited for the initial intrusion. Jack stripped off his skin-tight jeans and tee shirt.

"Oh god." they both groaned as Jack slipped in the first finger. Alex; because of the stretch he hadn’t felt in a while, and Jack; because of the heat and tightness of Alex’s ass. Alex easily became adjusted and started grinding back on the single digit. The one finger soon turned to two. Jack, being the ignorant cocky teen that he was, didn’t even think to look for Alex’s prostate.

"Angle it up a bit, ah and to the left." Alex groaned. Jack followed instructions and heard the most amazing noise come out of the older man’s mouth.

"Ah Jack, fuck r-right there. Just fucking get in me." Alex moaned out. Jack didn’t have to hear him twice before grabbing a condom off the bedside table and lubing up his cock. Alex might have been an asshole earlier, but he’s a sexy asshole, so Jack didn’t want to hurt him.

Well, Maybe a little, but the good kind of hurt.

Jack slid in slowly until he bottomed out. Alex was panting like a bitch in heat, which turned Jack onto the point of having to hold back from just fucking Alex into the next century.

"S-sir, oh god, you’re so so fuckin’ tight." Jack whimpered in pleasure. He waited a bit more until the older man gave him a stiff nod signaling the ‘okay’.

Jack just started thrusting deep and hard, to the delight of Alex. The two were both in heaven. Jack kept slamming forward into Alex’s prostate, making Alex feel like he was on fire and drowning in ice at the same time in the best way possible. The temperature of the room had gone way up from the bodies and the sexual tension.

"Jack, s-stop real quick." Alex spoke, Jack immediately did.

"Shit! Did I cause you to break a hip?" Jack joked. Alex rolled his eyes.

"Oh, ha-ha, you little prick, no. I felt like maybe, riding you, but no, I’m not so sure." Alex turned his head in an uncomfortable angle as he punctuated his sentence with a nip to Jack’s neck.

"Oh, so we’re biting now? Bring it on, old man." Jack spoke. For a lanky kid, he was surprisingly strong. He pulled out of Alex and flipped them over. He let Alex ease himself back down. Alex sank down onto Jack’s dick with the grace of an angel, well as graceful as angels can be putting a cock in their asses, but whatever.

Alex started to ride Jack like a drunken girl on a mechanical bull, never quite keeping an even tempo but enjoying the ride nonetheless. Jack sat back and let the pleasure just take him over. He reached up and grasped the back of Alex’s neck. He brought the other male down so they were chest-to-chest. Jack was thrusting up and Alex was grinding down. It was a sex-crazed tango and the two were tangled in lust and the heat of the moment. The younger nipped and sucked his way around Alex’s neck. He left angry red bites by the collarbones, and placed blooming purple blossoms of color by Alex’s jaw. The two were in heaven.

None of them even thought of what kind of mess they placed themselves into, never even realized a door slamming shut from downstairs.

But the white hot, heat was creeping through Jack’s bones. He couldn’t hold out much longer.

"Ah Ah Alex! I’m s-so fuckin’ close. D-don’t fucking stop!" He managed to spit out. Alex was incoherent, but it sounded like he mumbled a ‘me too’ or ‘flee floop"… probably the first one.

With a few last upward thrusts into Alex, he came coating the inside of the condom while his nerve endings had seizures and went to heaven. Alex finished only moments later, spurting come in between their chests. The two collapsed and panted into the humid room.

"Holy fucking shit." Jack gasped.

"Yeah." Alex sighed, lifting himself of Jack with a slight grimace. Jack took off the condom and threw it somewhere. Alex would complain, but he was too fucked to even bother.

So they passed out, mentally deciding to deal with Jack’s infidelity later.

Both boys didn’t know that their infidelity came on sooner than they thought. None of the boys noticed their bedroom door opening, revealing an exhausted Will.

William couldn’t believe what was in front of him, to be perfectly honest. He would never think in a thousand years, his father would be stealing his boyfriend. On fucking Christmas Day.

But truthfully, nobody knew anything about Will. Noticing how he’s always happy and carefree, his smile could bright up the whole town and his laughter can be heard to the next continent.

No one knew though, that he wasn’t as confident as people thought he was. He throws up just to stay fit and skinny. His only way out was deep cut on his hips and thighs. No, no one knew about that. His depression seemed to kick in different time, his anxiety was getting worse. He tried to kill himself when no one was around.

His mentality was in a verge of its breaking point. That, only Jack can keep him sane. Not even his dad knew about what he’s been going through. He was bullied at school, but Jack was never there to protect him. And the bullies would hit him where people can’t see.

But, now, on Christmas day, Will was traipsing down to his bedroom’s en suite. Where an all too familiar box was hidden above the medicine cabinet. It was all too much, although he wasn’t too attached to Jack yet, seeing as they were only dating for two weeks. But, his dad? He wouldn’t expect his dad to betray him. To fuck his first, and only boyfriend.

As Will grabbed the box, he went downstairs to the living room again. He sat down on the couch and took in the place surrounding him, his house, the memories, the people that would miss him, will they even notice that he was gone? Maybe not. Will wasn’t that important.

And that’s what exactly he wrote in his letter, everything he’s been lacking and everything he wasn’t. Everything he wanted to be and everything he can’t be. His illness, his mentality and all of the aforementioned.

He heard whispers from upstairs, Jack and Alex was awake, and Will doesn’t have much time. He opened the box, and grabbing the bottle of pills and razor blades, placing it on the coffee table in front of him.

He couldn’t even cry anymore. There were no tears shed, it was like, he doesn’t want to feel anything. He was already numb.

He grabbed the pills and took in five, at the same time. As he ran the point of the blade on his forearm. He sighed in relief, he was leaving, and this was what he wanted in a very long time.

Will heard footsteps approaching the stairs, he took in more pills until his eyes were slowly dropping and his hands weren’t cooperating anymore, his head was pounding, and with all that’s left in him, he dragged the razor blade vertically, so deep and hard. Even he, himself couldn’t take the pain, as he just yelled for all he’s worth.

Jack and Alex looked at each other as they heard a familiar voice downstairs, Alex was the first to get in his boxers and trudge down in the living room to see his son. Yes, to see his son covered in blood, and pills scattering the floor. Alex figured out, that Will saw him and Jack in his bedroom.

All could Alex do was cry, as he approached his son’s lifeless body. It was too late though, even Jack knew that as he saw what Alex was crying about and he grabbed the phone, dialing 911 and explaining what happened.

Alex’s hopes and dreams for his son were ripped in two because of his own selfishness. He knew! He knew they’d get caught. He wasn’t thinking properly, they were too inclined in their own sexual fantasies that not once did he thought of his own son’s happiness.

Alex was rocking his son back and forth, as if trying to lull him to sleep. His sanity was already gone, his world just crashed down beneath him, and he felt arms grabbing him and pulling him up. The ambulance has arrived. A little too late to save his child.

“No! You can’t take him! That’s my son! You can’t take my son!” Alex yelled repeatedly, as if trying to screw the information to the medics that were taking Will in the vehicle. Jack just stood behind Alex, reaching for the older man’s waist and pulling him for a hug. The younger was speechless; all in all, this was his own fault.

“T-they’re.. They’re taking my son! Do something! F-fucking do somet-thing.” Alex yelled, but whispered the last part. He knew deep down that Will wasn’t coming back. He’d have to spend the rest of Christmas day on his own.

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3 months later

“Hi, goodmorning. I’m here to visit Alexander Gaskarth?” the raven haired boy said, smiling warmly at the receptionist behind the glass.

“Oh, hi! Just take the usual route, Jack.” The nurse said, she was already fond of Jack, always coming here to visit a patient. Jack wasn’t a relative nor a friend. But he was there, every week.

“Hey, Jack! Congratulations!” the nurse yelled as Jack approached the familiar hallway. Looking back at the nurse and yelling a ‘Thanks’ to her as he continued to walk towards the hall.

He came to a halt in front of a white door, the number 3349 was staring down at him, and beneath it was a name, he could never get his mind off, “Alexander William Gaskarth”

He opened the door, and was greeted by a scent of metallic; blood. And he already knew Alex did it again, Jack believed that Alex wasn’t being treated here, it only made him worse.

Bethlehem Royal Asylum never treated anyone.

“Alex? I’m back.” Jack whispered as he slowly approached a familiar figure on the plain white bed in the middle of the room. The figure turned to look at him, eyes were bloodshot and his fingernails were bloody along with his arms. He’s been scratching again.

The figure’s eyes lit up at the sight of Jack.

“William! You’re back.” Alex said as he hopped down his bed and hugged Jack tightly. The younger only sighed at the name, Alex never really got over Will’s death. He did mention that Will was the only one keeping him sane. He actually meant it.

“Alex, My name’s Jack. And I got good news for you!” Jack exclaimed, holding Alex’s hands and leading him to the bed, both of them sitting down. “I graduated, Alex! Highschool’s done!”

“Oh! That’s exciting, Jack! William still has a year ahead of him! Congratulations!” Alex said, never letting go of Jack’s hands as he hugged him.

“Alex..” Jack trailed off, as he stood up and opened the lights, seeing that Alex’s hands were covered in blood. “Alex, what have you been scratching this time?”

Alex lifted his hospital gown and revealed his thighs covered in bloody scratches, skin peeling and blood still gushing out of it.

“You know, I love you, Alex. Please don’t do this anymore.” And Jack did mean it, he fell in love with Alex, the moment he saw the older man’s vulnerability. His heart opened up a hole for Alex. And it’s been hard since Alex was stuck in this nuthouse. But he’ll wait, he’ll wait until Alex was better. Patience was his only enemy here. But he was surprised at Alex’s response.

“I love you too, Jack. I’m sorry. Please don’t tell, William.”

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