One day after getting off work early in the morning, I decided to stop by the Baths, the Vulcan it was called, I checked in and got my locker and undressed, wrapped my towel around me and went up to my private room to relax after working all night. On my way to my room upstairs I saw a friend Hey Tom how ya doin? OK. Hey he's kind of a cute little old guy, white hair down his thick chest to his belly, ah don't bother he is just a sour puss, really? Yeah he doesn't like anything I don't even know why he comes here. I cruised him ducking into different areas of the bathes. Until I was getting pretty tired, so I went back upstairs. I noticed a door ajar next to my room, it was his room, he laid there with his eyes closed, and I entered and closed the door behind me sat my little black bag of tricks on the table next to the bed. I sat on the side and rubbed my hand through his white fur, I could see his smile a little, as my had moved slowly down to his cock, hard and firm, like it had been waiting for me, his ball sac drawn up tight, as if the Gun was Cocked, my had moved to his ass crack as he gently lifted it, and from my bag of tricks I pulled out my lube, gently rubbing it in and out of his rosebud hole, he rolled to the side allowing me full access to it. I gently worked one then two fingers in and and out nice a soft and slow, he began to moan softly, oh God that is so nice. I put my cock harness on it was like a cock ring with one added feature and ring around the cock, with one had I worked his ass ever so good and the other I lubed and worked on my cock, mine was swollen, and wanting his ass it was perfect, round and just enough padding for a good ride. I told him roll over on your belly and raise up some, he did as he was told, I began slipping my 10"s in slow he winsed, I pulled back, I had a lot of girth, easy baby I said. The sweat dripping on his back threw my long white beard, from the thought of having something I wanted so bad. I reached in my bag and said here sniff this, it will help you relax some, and I handed him a bottle of Hardcore, Poppers we call them. He sniffed and began backing up on my cock, that's it baby, take it all now, oh Damn it's so big, come on you're halfway there. He was sniffing heavy now and then he took all of me in. I started out slow, his moans became loader, oh Fuck me hard! He yelped, I picked up the thrust, ramming his ass good now he was loving it!

I rolled him over and raised his ass squatting over him I let him see in the mirror along the wall my Big Fat Cock going in him, he went wild with the poppers and me pounding his ass deep and long it was fucking hot, I could feel him squeezing my cock with his rosebud, like clawing to get my load, the sweat dripping from me as I pounded his ass good and hard, all the way in him he took it well, he began cumming on his belly from me rubbing his Prostate Oh Damn I'm Cumming he yelled out, hold it down I told him! I fucked his ass hard for about an hour, my cock huge now from the harness, I reached down a popped the snap and really fucked him now I rolled him over on his belly and fucked him deep and hard, finally holding him down, my cock blew, aaaaahhhh Fuck yeah! Fill my ass, oh it feels good. I pulled out and my dick is clean, he rolled over and against the wall and I laid down next to him and we kissed, you are the first guy I ever let fuck me, really I said, yeah the only thing I have ever had up there is when I clean out before I come here, but no one bothers with an Old Fart like me. Really? I did, I liked you from when I first saw you. My friend told me you were kind of cold I never let cold keep me away, Father Christmas here, I bring good boys what the most want for Christmas. I don't believe in that Christmas is just for children, What's your name Gus Spencer, we talked for sometime and he told me of how he lived alone in Coronado, worked his job for years and retired, and now he said he feels even lonelier. He gave me a card with his name and address and phone number. I gave him a free ticket to the show I was doing at the Old Globe, A Christmas Carol, I play the Spirit of Christmas Present, come and see for yourself that Christmas does exsist in all of us. We showered and went along our ways with little kiss I might add.

I got to the theater and make up and wardrobe, Claire make me spectacular tonight, Walter you are always spectacular the stage lights up when you appear to Scrooge. Well I have a Scrooge over in Coronado, I want to feel the Christmas Spirit tonight, Oh someone special Walter, Claire asked? No but maybe I am just getting into my part to much, this is an 81 year old man who lives a lone, and has no life left in his spirit, I want to change that, so may I stay dressed after the show, and I will return everything tomorrow before the show clean and ready, as I invited him to the show tomorrow. Frank our director said, damn Walter you take this play to heart, Frank I was born on the first day of Winter, it is my part to keep ones spirits high in the darkest of times. OK you can do what ever it is you want to do. Now my costume was Santa with a long red velvet coat trimmed in white fur, with draw string trousers, and of course the boots. The would comb my beard and long hair and color it all white almost florescent, and a red cap with fur and holly. I was truly a sight. Well the show was over and I called a cab, hard to drive looking like the spirit of Christmas in Santa's Bag I carried my change of clothes, but I removed my draw string trousers, and put them in the bag, just the coat and boots and cap I wore. The cab dropped me infront of the house it was one minute to midnight when I rang the door bell, the light came on and he opened the door, and with a big belly laugh, I hollered HO, HO, HO, my little Gus, so you don't believe in the Spirit of Christmas I am told! Well I will let thy self in, and fill your heart with Joy, I went through the door and dropped my bag and turned facing Gus, with his eyes big wide and opened. Well I bet you never seen the likes of me loud and boisturous! No. I unbuckled my big belt and opened my big coat, Well then Gus come and feel the Chistmas Spirit I have brought you! He came over and put his arms around me, and I kissed him deep and long, out tongues entwined, after a bit, I said come on now it is time for little Old None Believers to take their journey with the Spirit of Christmas, we went into his bed room and he sat on the edge of the bed and I put my hand on the back of his head and guided it onto my hard cock, and he sucked it ever so good licking my balls, and I disrobed, and crawled into bed with him kissing and loving one another, I dropped down and took his cock in my mouth and licked his balls and ass, that is better than milk and cookies, he laughed loudly and uncontrollaby. He said I'm gonna Cum OHHHH I told you! I drank it down, and lifted his legs lubed his ass and my cock and slipped my candy cane painted cock into his ass, aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh he hollered with delight, I am going to fill you with the Spirit of Christmas Gus, OH yes Santa he exclaimed! Once in him there was no stopping him, he enjoyed every inch, and for the night Santa fucked him with delight, and in the morning when he awoke, I was sitting at the kitchen table coffee and breakfast made, so Gus you seem pretty happy today, It is a Glorious Day he exclaimed, and why is that I asked? I am filled with the Spirit of Christmas, really just the other day you were such a humbug. Never again, Walter never again. We had breakfast and I gathered up my bag of goodies and off I went.

I handed him a backstage pass for after the show tonight, this is our big performance I told him, Christmas is the finale. I will be there.

The show was packed, and the applause was overwhelming, afterwards Gus found his way back stage he came up to me still in costume, and I took him in my arms and kissed him, Frank said so you know the Spirit of Christmas, and all Gus could say was I sure do!

Now you would think this would be the end of the story but it is not, Gus gave to two charities at Christmas, he helped out at the Senior Center and was a crossing guard at a local grade school and every year he played Santa Clause after that.

But every year I got a Christmas Card from him thanking me for opening his eyes and his heart. One year after Gus had moved into a Catholic Senior Living Center I hadn't received a card so I called Sister Mary Elizbeth talked with me, Walter I am sorry to tell you Gus passed away Dec. first, I paused a tear in my eye, Your the friend he always talked about she said, that taught him the Spirit of Christmas and to you his last words were I have did my job as the Spirit wanted me, he truly proved to me there is Christmas and it is LOVE! With that she said are you OK Walter, yes Sister my heart just lost a little LOVE! b