Twas the Night Before Christmas

Narrator: Standing in the darkened loft with a light shining on him and a lighted tree in the background 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

Justin: from bedroom Oh Brian fuck me! Yes!

Narrator: clears throat I said not a creature was stirring! Silence Good. Now then. The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.

Moan from the bedroom Guys, come on! Silence Thank you.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds, while visions of sugarplums danced in their heads. Small pause And Mama in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, had just settled down for a long winter's nap.

Brian: from bedroom, groan of pleasure Oh Justin

Justin: from bedroom FUCK ME HARDER!

Narrator: clears throat again I said long winter’s nap!

Justin: BRIAN YES! FUCK ME! YES YES YES!

Brian: OH GOD JUSTIN!

Panting and moaning continue

Narrator: Maybe I can ignore them.

When out on the roof there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.  Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutter, and threw up the sash.

Justin: from bedroom OH MY GOD BRIAN YES! FUCK ME!

Brian: From bedroom, loud moans JU…..STIN! Panting from bedroom

Narrator: clears throat

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow gave the luster of midday to objects below,

Justin: from bedroom Kind of like cum under the blue lights.

Brian: from bedroom, chuckles

Narrator: That’s it, I give up! Storms out, slamming door.

Justin: from bedroom Who was that guy?

Brian: from bedroom I don’t know but I’m glad he’s gone. Shall we continue?

Justin: from bedroom, starts moaning

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