Flash Sentry's Secret Santa.by The FrankChapters1. The set-up.2. The first gifts.3. The third gift...4. The end?1. The set-up.It was two weeks left until Hearth’s warming and roughly one week left of school. It was also Friday and the last class before the day and more important, the week(!) was over. Ms Inkwell was standing at the board, going over the “deep mysteries of trigonometry” as she called it, and most of the class wasn’t listening. Math last class on a friday? Really? One of them was Flash Sentry. He wasn’t thinking about anything special, just a line of varied thoughts that passed through. Rehearsal on sunday. Must get new picks. Or ask Sunset to borrow… Sunset was going to see the new Daring Do movie on saturday… Wonder if it is any good. Rainbow was complaining about too much fanservice. Stalwart Stallion going with a ripped shirt most of the time. She’s the straight one and SHE complains? ...Chestnut must be her free pass. ... Perhaps I should give it a chance after all…Damn it, how Sunset blushes. A text from AJ probably… That girl can be so raunchy… Speaking of raunchy… Rarity’s newest catalogue looked interesting. Perhaps I can get a gift for... Wonder if dad gets afternoon shift of on hearth’s warming… Perhaps We should make some donuts and come out to him instead… Why are they called donuts anyway? There´s no nuts in them… Or is it Do Nots? Whatever is it you shouldn’t do… New biology teacher is kinda cute. He can’t be much older than Rod… And Rod look like shit. I can’t understand how he can get away with all that pot under dad’s nose… I suppose the son of a cop knows how to hide stuff… Pinkie is shaking again… what the heck is wrong with her? I get that it’s not the funniest class but still. Damn she’s twisting… looks almost like she’s masturbating. Come one! Even Pinkie has her limits. Wonder what mom made for dinner to… And there he was cut off in his thoughts as the sounds of jingle bells was heard in the room. Miss Inkwell had put a santa hat on and was shaking the bells in a loud and off-beat way. “Finally I got your attention! I can’t believe you kids, Trigonometry IS interesting AND important and you WILL be tested on this!" Beat. "Well, not until next semester, but still. Anyway, that wasn’t why I wanted your attention. I have talked to the principal and she agreed to my idea! Which means that just as we did last year... We will be doing a Secret Santa!” The distrait uninterest was quickly switched to a complete focus. Every kid straightened up and looked eagerly at miss Inkwell. “I suppose you all know the basics since last year, but to be on the safe side: You will all pick a name from… this… “ -she placed a large red top hat on the desk- “hat. And then you will give the person THREE gifts. A few of you have red dots. You with red dots on your notes have gift day Monday, wednesday and friday. And the ones without have tuesdays, thursdays and friday. Friday is also the reveal day. You may guess who your secret santa is, but no spying is allowed, is that CLEAR miss Pie?” Pinkie Pie nodded, with a slight blush, “Also, there is a max cost at 50 bits in total, but a few bits over or under is allowed. So no golden earrings, miss Dazzle. Oh, another thing. You are not allowed to switch. The reveal will be next friday, in this class. That will be the last thing we do before christmas but even so, please do not deliver your gift then. It will be to messy. Everyone clear? Good. Class is dismissed. Go pick a name from the hat, and then you have the weekend to think about it.” The whole class rose almost as one man and started to get their stuff down so they could be among the first to choose. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie was the two first at the hat, and had their hands down almost at the same time when Miss Inkwell spoke again. “One more thing! Do NOT open and look before you are home alone. I am serious about no switching and 'the opportunity to use this as foreplay' is NOT a valid excuse. Miss Shimmer? You go with what you get, ok? And that goes for Miss Lulamoon as well!” Sunset shimmer blushed and nodded, and Trixie huffed and murmured something about “Maudie would get a great and powerful gift anyway”. There was a lot of buzzing as the class went to their lockers and got their bags, but no one dared to look at their notes. Flash closed his locker, took his jacket and made a straight line home. He wanted to know who his secret santa would be so he could get started as fast as possible. He was hoping he could get to his room before dinner, but that was thrown off the minute he stepped through the door. There he was greeted with a lamb stew by his mother Sunshower and a beer from his father Wave Chill. His mother protested, but his father said “Kid is going on nineteen. He needs to understand if he likes it or not. Also, if our little cutie want to attract boys, he needs to drink what the boys drink! Besides, nothing beats a dark lager with a Lamb Curry Stew!” Has mother shook her head and murmured "If that's true YOU should drink nothing but rosé wine..." Flash on his side blushed. He also was glad that his big brother Lightning Riff was out casue then he'd get nothing but innuendos for dinner, Dad at least only did them one at the time. He understood that his father needed time to accept his choice in life, but he would never be sure if his dad was joking or actually thought he was being a caring parent. His brother was just a jerk. Nevertheless he ate his stew and drank his beer. He made a face, but drank it all. His father laughed and said that they would try something lighter next time. After dinner, he went to his room and practiced his guitar. After about ten minutes he put down his guitar and carefully listened. Any footsteps? Any voices? After a while, he heard his father taking down his jacket and leaving for night shift and his mother turning on the TV. Rod was out as he usually was. Flash locked his door and from under his bed he produced a magazine well read and well hidden. It was “F! Magazine”, the movie edition from from last May, The Daring Do Special. He kept it not because he was especially interested in the behind-the-scenes special (Most he already knew, you’re not friends with Rainbow Dash without hearing it all) but for the centerfold special about Stalwart Stallion. Nothing NSFW, but… a few of him without a shirt and even one where he was sporting a very tight pair of leather pants… Flash felt a part of him react and he pulled down his pants to let his member free. He put down the magazine on his desk, sat down and took a deep breath. Then he gently placed his hands on his dick. And... Five minutes later, he wiped of his hands and put away the magazine. He sighed. He wasn’t ashamed that he was jerking off to a movie star, and he knew he had his parents support in him being gay, even if his dad has his own ways but… He would prefer to have a relationship with someone real, and not a teacher or a movie star, that he had to love from a distance anyway. Flash was a huge romantic, and he did believe in destiny and one true love. He sighed. Ah well, it wasn't like a true love would jump on him here at his desk anyway. Then he remembered the note and produced it from his pockets. He then opened the note and read “Fluttershy.” He shrugged his shoulders and said to himself, “That will be easy gifts. A pair of maracas, a bag of fancy cat food and a collar. That I can get tomorrow.” He then proceeded to do his homework and then he joined his mother with some popcorn and a late movie. Sunshower and Flash adored bad action movies, and those were easy to find, it was Friday after all. As he let his mind wander off into the movies cliched plot he thought about the challenge one last time. He could only hope his secret santa would have better imagination than he had himself. 2. The first gifts.Flash had been one of the students that had a red dot on his note. It took him a good deal of waiting and sneaking during Monday before he was able to put Fluttershy's first gift into her bag. He got his chance when she wasn't looking during afternoon recess. He was tempted to follow her around for the remains of the day and watch her as she opened it, but he decided he didn't have the patience. It was enough having to wait for the perfect moment. But then Monday had passed over into tuesday and Flash had yet received no gift. So whoever his santa was, they did not have the red dot. But the day passed rather quickly and even if he knew the system with the dots, he did get a bit anxious. There was always the risk of someone bailing out. It was rare, but not unheard off. And he knew that if he himself would get… Well, Adagio Dazzle… he would probably buy some fish food, give it on Friday and just skip the rest. But as he opened his locker to get his bag a small item fell out. It wasn't a package, just a small black bag, but it had a red satin bow tied around it, showing it's status as a gift. Even if it was small, the bag and the bow gave it a somewhat exclusive feeling. He opened it and found six new picks. And not the cheap kind, all Bender signature! And in H, his prefered thickness as well! Damn… this secret santa knew his game. Or hers. Flash hoped it wasn't Fluttershy. Sure, it was maximum 50 bits and these picks wasn't that expensive but… it was still a difference in how much thought you had given between a bag of fancy cat food and six personally favoured picks. All in a light blue nuance as well… almost like his hair. He took one up and looked at it. The Logo was printed in gold and black like it always was on the real signature ones. The other side should be bare, and he turned it around just to check. As he did, he immideately noticed there was something strange. A heart had been carved into it, and then the line had been marked up with a gold pen. A bit messy, definitely not professionally done, but still with great care. He took out all six picks and studied the backside. They all had hearts, slightly different in size, but all in gold and made by hand. Wednesday had been a blur after tusedays gift, and he had almost forgotten about giving Fluttershy her gift as well. In the end, he had to go to the sanctuary and hide it with the stray cats. He had yet to use the picks, but he had the bag on him all the time. He picked them up and examined them a few times during the day. He wasn't completely sure what to think or feel. This gift seemed to be more than just a fun thing for Hearth's Warming... But he didn't want to jump to any conclusions, one thing he had learned from his father. It could just be a coincidence. Maybe the secret santa just had the picks at home and decided to customize them a bit so they would look like a fancy gift... He shook his head. No, it was to much of a coincidence. His secret santa probably wanted to tell him something, and honestly it could be only one thing. Flash's cheeks got hot when he thought about it. Because if it was a guy… wow. If it was a girl.. mmm... well, sure, why not. He wasn't that picky. His parents had noticed him having his thoughts somewhere else, and his dad had teased him about boy troubles until his mother chased him out to remove the snow from the driveway. Lightning Riff had just raised an eyebrow and gone "oh la la..." But Flash had barely listened. Picks with hearts was cute and it would be interesting to meet his secret santa and see who it was. And finally talk and maybe... see where things went. Thursday morning he opened his locker with care, but nothing fell out this time. He got a little disappointed but tried to comfort himself. The day had just began. Instead it happened after lunch. Almost HW-break or not, mr Cranky STILL gave out homework over the holidays. They were supposed to write an essay about some aspect on the founders of Equestria. Flash was lucky though, since the subject almost completely matched another essay that his brother had gotten a few years earlier, one that was titled "the songs the founders sang at HW and why they sucked". He needed a new title and to come up with a more positive conclusion, but most of the work was already done. A few more sources wouldn't hurt though, and that meant him sitting in the library in front of a computer with dozens of annoyed and stressed students running around him carrying books to and fro. It was mr. Cranky's opinion that every internet source needed to be balanced by at least two books, hence the running. Flash felt pretty confident about getting the whole break free from school work, as he had only needed to upgrade one source this far. But just for safety he was going to have a look at the latest edition of Clover the clevers Singing. It was a short walk to the shelf, finding the passage he was looking for, write it down and go back. Max six minutes. But when he returned to his computer... there is was. A red usb-stick with a similar red bow to the one from tuesday. He looked around but saw nothing suspicious and so he sat down. He smiled, this was promising! He decided to check it out at once, and so he inserted it into the computer. It's not like it is anything dangerous. Perhaps it's a game or a few Mp3s? How bad could it be? He clicked on the icon but to his surprice, there was nothing more on it but a few jpegs named SS1 to SS6- He clicked on one. And then he quickly shut it down. It had only been open for a second, but that second was enough for him to clearly see a man's penis! What the hell? After once again looking around to see if anyone had noticed, he choose SS1 and hoped it would be... something else. This time the picture loaded slower, revealing a man with his back against the camera, looking over his shoulder and wearing the tightest briefs he'd seen. He also recognized who it was, and WHAT this was. It was Stalwart Stallion. And this was the famous “lost” set of pictures done a few years before he landed the part in daring do, when the young actor had trouble finding jobs and had to go creative to ged money. After his rise to fame, he had tried more than once to get rid of these pictures, with no luck so far. But they were rare, and to Flash this was close to a holy grail. He looked at all the pictures (but number five he kept open waist up...) and began to wonder even more who his secret santa was… And how the heck he would know about his celebrity crush! Tomorrow was going to be interesting, that was for sure. But first a few minutes… meditation in the mens room. 3. The third gift...Thursday had been spent with his computer looking at the pictures a few times more before his mother came up and knocked to see if he was ill. To show he wasn’t, he jogged the whole way to Fluttershy’s house and bribed her brother into sneaking it into her breakfast cereal the next morning. But his mother was right about one thing, something was occupying his mind completely. Flash had been thinking about his secret santa most of the night. By now he was completely sure there was more behind this than just giving great gifts. And he had no idea who it was. Most probably a guy, but he couldn't be completely sure… Anyway, today was the big day. The reveal. But first, the last gift, of course. He was glad he had gotten his part over with so he could concentrate on finding his own last gift. He ran through the doors and opened his locker with a bang when he arrived at school. But there was nothing out of the ordinary. He also spent half an hour in the library in case... Nothing. After lunch, while walking through the corridor and talking about this weekend’s rehearsal with his bandmates (And the eternal question whether to add someone on keyboard or not) As they turned a corner and passing through a group of students he felt someone on his right bump into him, and something be put in his pocket. But when he looked around, he saw nothing special. The student group was already passed them and he find himself staring at Ringo, who stared back at him in confusion. Flash shot him a glance. It could be Ringo...But no. He knew Ringo was two things: Taken and straight. However, he WAS a bass player. He would know picks. ...But so did a lot of people on the school. There were more than one guitarist around. He also shot Brawley Beats a glance but thought nah. Brawley cares about drums, and nothing but drums. He would get married to a snare if he could. After finishing their discussion and the others going away on their own business, Flash finally found opportunity to look what had been put in his pocket. It was a note, with a few words texted in capital letters. AFTER LUNCH. THE OLD LOCKERS. SECOND BOOTH ON THE LEFT. Flash frowned. There was no booths in the locker rooms everyone knew that. But they had written Old locker rooms… He must have been standing still, deep in thought for a while, because there was someone calling out to him. “Hey Flash! Stop picturing me naked and look up!” It was Rainbow Dash, with Soarin in tow walking by. “Because you can hope all you want but the answer is no. I’m taken, baby.” “Ha ha. Why would I even ask that, you know that I…” “I’m that awesome. Everyone wants the Dash. Even you.” “Not funny Rainbow...” He shook his head. He could handle a few idiots but Rainbow... “You know what Dash. I am going to ignore you being a huge idiot and ask you something. Do you know if we have any other locker rooms than the ones next to the gym?” “Hmmm...No. That’s the only ones I've seen. Why you asking? ...Looking for places to drag boys?” “Rainbow…” “Hey, just asking! And I still think it’s okay wanting to know why you’re asking.” “I… Um… We’re...looking for some new rehearsing space! Yeah! And someone said something about old locker rooms.” “Oh? Well if you find them, check if there’s two! The Rainbooms could use some more space and my parents basement isn’t really that good. Also, mom’s stomping cuts through the singing.” “Perhaps Rainbow. Depends. Apologize.” “Fine fine… I’m sorry, the comment was rude. Anyway, I don’t know anything about any old lockers so… well, good luck searching. Come on Soarin.” “Hey, wait a minute!” Soarin spoke up, “I think I know… You know the racetrack were the friendship games took place? Behind the stretchers there’s a low yellow building. I cut the lawn on summer break and one of the guys said they used to go there so smoke unnoticed. That’s my best guess anyway.” Flash decided that this was the best he would get, and he almost ran through school and out to the race tracks to see if Soarin was right. He found them almost immediately. A low yellow building, old, and pretty rough but still standing. Three of the doors had rather new shiny locks, which he assumed meant they were used as storage rooms. But the fourth one had no lock and also, the door was slightly ajar. He looked around him. Noone there. He slipped in behind the door and immediately found himself in a room filled with rows of hooks, benches, and a dark hole that probably led in to the showers. The sunlight was slipping in through the dirty windows but it was hard to see anything clear. He produced his phone from his pocket and turned on the flashlight. He was surprised that the room didn’t look worse. Sure, it was rough but not dusty. A few traces in the floor told him this was the place where the soccer goals was stored during winter. He also found the booths pretty quick. There were four of them, on the short right wall. The second on the left? Well… There was one with an open door. It was a bit creepy and he swallowed but in the end he walked in. The booth was empty however and he sat down on the bench to wait. He looked at his phone to see what time it was, and he brought up the note to see if he was late. He frowned. It said “after lunch”. That was not a time. He was considering leaving and waiting outside in the daylight, but then he heard a sound from the booth to his right. Low careful footsteps. Then a gentle knock. And then a small piece of the wall removed, revealing a round hole. Flash stood up. He wasn't the world's most experienced guy, but he know well enough what this was. (Lightning had shown him some 70’s gay porn as some kind of acceptation rite and it had frequently featured those installments.) A gloryhole. He was prepared to use his flashlight but decided against it… secret santa was supposed to be a secret. He didn't turn it off, he just left it on the bench, so that he at least could see what he was doing. A note was passed through the hole. Flash took it and read WELCOME. THIS IS YOUR THIRD GIFT. PLEASE CLOSE YOUR DOOR. Flash did as he was asked. As soon as the door was shut, another note was passed. YOUR THIRD GIFT… I SUPPOSE YOU CAN GUESS WHAT THAT IS. IF YOU WANT THAT… KNOCK THREE TIMES AND PRESENT YOUR… -the next word was written with a much more shaky hand- DICK THROUGH THE HOLE. IF YOU DON'T WANT THIS… SAY “NO” LOUD AND CLEAR, THEN WAIT FIVE MINUTES AND LEAVE. NO HARD FEELINGS. Flash wasn't sure. The situation was exciting and he felt that at least ONE part of himself was ready. But it was a strange situation and he wasn't completely comfortable. However, the note was so polite that he felt a kinship with his secret santa. This was someone after his mind. Also, he was getting pretty excited and his dick was getting hard as a damn drumstick. He decided to roll with it so he unzipped his pants, knocked three times and put his dick in the hole. He felt the careful touch of a hand around him and he drew a quick breath. Another hand than his own… someone else’s warm palm touching him were none had been before… Oh shit… Better concentrate on baseball, or this will be over for it has started. He felt someones hot breath against his gland as his secret santa started to jerk him off. Oh heck was this nice... He found himself pushing his nether parts forward so his santa could get a full grip on him. The grip was unsure and the movements were slow and random, and it was clear even to Flash that this guy was a noob. And it didn’t bother him at all. His first time with another guy… With all the secrecy and all the hush-husch it could seriously not been any better. And whoever the other was, he sure knew to take it easy. Flash enjoyed every little move and he heard his own breath getting heavier and heavier… Oh shit was this a kink he didn’t know he had… And shit how he enjoyed it! The gentle movements up and down, careful fingers caressing his balls… the hot breath over his exposed dick telling him there was someone being very close to him… closer than anyone had been before… Also adding to the fact, he had NO IDEA who the guy was… And there was still the possibility that it was indeed a girl… To have an unknown and ungendered person on the other side was also really exciting in a strange way. He pushed himself closer to the wall, trying to get even a single inch closer to the person on the other side… Just get a little bit closer. The other seemed to understand what he wanted. All of a sudden Flash felt lips close around his gland, and whoever it was head began to move gently over his member. At this moment he was sure that this guy had no idea how things should be done. Flash had seen a few movies (Lightning Fuzz again, thanks bro) and he discussed the matter more or less involuntary with Rainbow and Sunset, so he knew some about how it could be done. However, how it COULD be done had no bearing compared to how it WAS done. His secret santa compensated their lack of experience with eager excitement. He felt how he was swallowed whole by this strange person, and Flash felt how he reached deeper and deeper inside the others mouth with every bobbing. The gentle hands hand not lost their grip either, they was safely placed at the root of his dick giving just that extra pressure… So what if the rhythm was a bit off! This was awesome! And he just had to show it… someway. He didn't dare to be to loud, but he moaned as much as he dared and even let out a few “oh yeah… yeah, right there that's good…” just to show that he liked it. It felt… Oh how did it feel… warm… moist… tight even. Even those not so rare moments where the other happened to let his teeth touch his member felt suprisingly good. A little salt in all the sweetness. “Mmmm… don’t stop… don’t stop… it’s so good… it’s so good…” He dared to be bolder now, as he could feel the buildup from deep within him. Slowly raising to the surface with every move, every little twitch off the tongue, even the slight moves of the hand… Oh shit it was so good. He was getting close… and then it stopped, only to resume again just seconds later. That was a fair source of frustration, as he felt like he was on the edge of release... Only for the other guy to either loose the beat or take a break, probably for air, and it backed down? And then the buildup started again… It was rising inside him, closer… closer...closer… and stop. He moaned with annoyance but he had to admit… it actually felt rather nice now that he was getting used to it. It was like a sweet torture, being almost there was so good so good… he needed to try it himself at home...however, he also felt the want to cum oh so very much getting stronger as well. He needed, he wanted, he CREAVED to cum… Then it all changed. He heard a deep moan from the other side off the wall. It was muffled of course, for reasons, but it still was a sign. The secret santa WAS confirmed to be a guy. And he was enjoying himself as much as Flash as well. Flash had no idea that the thought of someone else being turned on could give himself a boost, but that was apparently what happened. He clung to the wall and shot his pelvis even more closer to the wall. He started rocking his hips back and forward, he had to do something himself to finally come. Then he stopped himself as he noticed that the other guy had lost his grip and he was even out of the guys mouth when he pulled to far. What? HAd he crossed some kind of line? Then, he saw a hand coming through the hole… well, just a few fingers but still. The guy wore a black glove and gestured to him. Go on, he seemed to say It’s ok, it’s all for you! You want this, I got it. Flash smiled, and stuck his dick in the hole again and resumed rocking his pelvis. It seemed like the other guy had let go of his hands and just let Flash fuck his mouth, and he was actually going in and out of his mouth… every time his gland passed the other guys lips it gave flash a sting of raw lust that he felt in almost his entire body. He wanted to cum, he wanted to cum NOW! The buildup inside him was slow, but steady… he fond found himself getting closer and closer… and closer… Finally he whispered: “shit man… I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum soon! I m...mmmm… can I cum inside your mouth?” three knocks. Even with his mind on something else completely he couldn’t help asking, “was that a...ah...yes or a no?” Another knock. He decided that three knocks probably was a yes. Also, he felt that he had not very much of a choice. Becuase in that momen he exploded. He felt his whole body twitch and it was like gallons of cum was shot out of his dick. (It wasn’t of cource, but he wasn’t going to let technical accuracy ruin the feeling. Screw Stalwart. Screw Randy West and Peter North. THIS was life. He felt how the other guy took him completely in his mouth and let him shoot his all load right down his throat.Lightning once had a girlfriend who let him do that, and as the generous big brother he was, he had told Flash “It’s wicked man! The best you could ever try! You need to find someone willing to do that, it’s so fucking great!” His brother had been right, for once. And he had also given Flash the biggest understatement ever. It was better than fucking great. Flash tried to push every little drop he had inside him into the other guys mouth. Flash stood still then, and nothing happened. The other guy still had his dick in his mouth. It was sexy… but it was also sweet. An act of...love even. Trying to prolong the moment. Finally Flash had to pull out. But as he pulled up his pants, he felt guilty. And he said “Hey!” Silence. “You don’t need to say anything. Just knock, ok? Three for yes? One for No?” Three knocks. “So… um… that was really great. But… How about you?” Silence. “I could… I want to give you something in return… I want to… if you like, I can suck your dick too!” Damnit Flash! He facepalmed. That’s the best way putting it? REALLY? Romantic as fuck, yea fo suuuure, man! Oh, he could hear Ringo or Lightning or Dad or even MOM say exactly that… if he ever was to tell anyone about this. More silence. Flash prepared to leave but then, there were three gentle knocks on the wall and a pretty long, but rather slim penis was presented to him. Covered with a dark purple condom. Flash frowned. So HE was to risk his health but this guy wouldn’t dare to… Then he understood. The glove… He wanted to stay incognito as well… And the color of his dick and hands would give him away. Ah. Smart. Flash decided to use the knowledge he got from Rainbow, and after he took a gentle grip, he began to lick his secret santas member, top to bottom and down again… and up… and down… and up… He could feel how the other guy tensed and how the cock started to twitch. Dammit, that fast? Flash quickly took in as much of the other guys length as he could and gently stroke him. There was of course no salty taste to prove him right, but he was pretty sure the other guy came almost immediately into his mouth. He also heard a muffled moan, like the guy had a shirt over his face or something. The dick was quickly drawn back, a note was thrown in and the hole was once again covered. WAIT FIVE MINUTES. THEN LEAVE. Flash heard the stall door open, and fast steps leave the room. In a daze, he followed the instructions and walked out after five minutes. He was completely alone as he crossed the race tracks back to the school. 4. The end?As the Friday proceeded, Flash was a victim of some very mixed feelings. He had just had the best experience in his life… And he also felt a rather good bit stupid. Had he done something wrong? Did… his secret santa feel bad about cumming so fast? And the biggest thing: how the heck was he going to react when his secret santa revealed himself? You know, you give great head! Wanna be friends? Can you even say that? “Alright class!” Miss Inkwell clapped her hands “Please rise! It is time to reveal who your secret santa was! And we’ll do it like this! I will say a name to start with. I will say… Rarity Belle. Please come down here, miss bell. Now, will miss Belle's secret santa please come here? A, miss Lulamoon! Now, after you have exchanged thanks, miss Lulamoon stays and HER secret santa comes down and… you get the idea.” Giggles. Some four or five students passed before it was Sunset Shimmer's time to stand there. And no one stood up. Sunset looked surprised and a bit upset. Then Miss Inkwell spoke again. “Ah, dammit! I forgot! I am terribly sorry, miss Shimmer… It… I complete forgot… You see, As some of you have noticed… we did take a few precautions this year. So you did not only get the names of this class… we mixed the bag up with the other classes. So you could, as some of you did, end up with a santa from any part of the school. Just so you couldn’t figure it out by default. I am terribly sorry you had to find out this way. But there is indeed a secret santa waiting for you! You may now all go and reveal yourself to the subject of your gifts.” Flash had without even realising it been scrutinisingly examining every guy in class but with this reveal he suddenly felt both relieved and irritated. All the classes in his year? That was… damnit, well over thirtyfive guys! How could he even… He shook it off. It wasn’t up to him to find his santa. Instead he went and revealed himself to Fluttershy, who gave him a hug and thanked him for all the good gifts. How could he know it was exactly what she wanted? Flash shrugged his shoulders and said something about “Just being awesome that way”, taking a page out of Rainbows book. Then he started to wait. And wait he had to do. As the last minutes of the school day passed, nothing happened. Noone came to him and said “I’m your secret santa”. Flash began to feel angry. Sure, he wasn’t sure how to feel… But damnit, he still wanted to KNOW! He turned around angrily and opened his locker. And then, another note fell out. Eagerly he picked it up and read it. Hi Flash. Happy Hearth’s warming. I’m… I’m your secret santa. And you don’t know who I am and... And I would prefer it to stay this way. Please don’t be mad… I guess I messed up, right? Who in their right mind would do all this and… give away those pictures and… meet up in an disused booth to suck cock… I would. Because… I love you, Flash. I have been in love with you since we started High School. I loved you when you dated Sunset and even if that would have thrown of anyone else... I still couldn’t stop. And then you broke up… and then you came out. I was so happy I could throw up… Sorry, t.m.i. I love you so much but I haven’t dared to say anything. And then… Imagine how it felt to get you as my secret Santa-subject! I hadn’t planned the final in the old locker rooms… I was going to just go there and confess but then… I found that stall and...I guess I couldn‘t stop myself. It was wonderful Flash. I was so glad to be that close to you.. And when you offered… I was blown away… Which you probably noticed. I’m sorry… I’ll do better next time? Which brings me to the next part… if there WILL be a next time... I do realise that we can’t build a relationship on one letter, some guitar picks, a poster and a blowjob. That’s why I’m not giving you my name. I want you to get to know the REAL me, I want Flash Sentry to fall in love with ME and not some guy who gives good head. I have six months until graduation. And I know I’m not the only one to want you, tough guy. If I manage to break through… If you would see me, really see me… and like me so much that you want to be my boyfriend for real… Then I will tell you. If you don’t… Well, then at least I know I tried my best and that we weren't meant to be. I hope you enjoyed most of the gifts anyway. Once again, Happy Heart’s warming. XOXO - Secret Santa. Flash read the note a few times. Then he folded it and put it in his pocket. He smiled all the way home. END Author's Note No regrets. Flash needs some love and I want to give it to him. Merry christmas, y'all!
1. The set-up.It was two weeks left until Hearth’s warming and roughly one week left of school. It was also Friday and the last class before the day and more important, the week(!) was over. Ms Inkwell was standing at the board, going over the “deep mysteries of trigonometry” as she called it, and most of the class wasn’t listening. Math last class on a friday? Really? One of them was Flash Sentry. He wasn’t thinking about anything special, just a line of varied thoughts that passed through. Rehearsal on sunday. Must get new picks. Or ask Sunset to borrow… Sunset was going to see the new Daring Do movie on saturday… Wonder if it is any good. Rainbow was complaining about too much fanservice. Stalwart Stallion going with a ripped shirt most of the time. She’s the straight one and SHE complains? ...Chestnut must be her free pass. ... Perhaps I should give it a chance after all…Damn it, how Sunset blushes. A text from AJ probably… That girl can be so raunchy… Speaking of raunchy… Rarity’s newest catalogue looked interesting. Perhaps I can get a gift for... Wonder if dad gets afternoon shift of on hearth’s warming… Perhaps We should make some donuts and come out to him instead… Why are they called donuts anyway? There´s no nuts in them… Or is it Do Nots? Whatever is it you shouldn’t do… New biology teacher is kinda cute. He can’t be much older than Rod… And Rod look like shit. I can’t understand how he can get away with all that pot under dad’s nose… I suppose the son of a cop knows how to hide stuff… Pinkie is shaking again… what the heck is wrong with her? I get that it’s not the funniest class but still. Damn she’s twisting… looks almost like she’s masturbating. Come one! Even Pinkie has her limits. Wonder what mom made for dinner to… And there he was cut off in his thoughts as the sounds of jingle bells was heard in the room. Miss Inkwell had put a santa hat on and was shaking the bells in a loud and off-beat way. “Finally I got your attention! I can’t believe you kids, Trigonometry IS interesting AND important and you WILL be tested on this!" Beat. "Well, not until next semester, but still. Anyway, that wasn’t why I wanted your attention. I have talked to the principal and she agreed to my idea! Which means that just as we did last year... We will be doing a Secret Santa!” The distrait uninterest was quickly switched to a complete focus. Every kid straightened up and looked eagerly at miss Inkwell. “I suppose you all know the basics since last year, but to be on the safe side: You will all pick a name from… this… “ -she placed a large red top hat on the desk- “hat. And then you will give the person THREE gifts. A few of you have red dots. You with red dots on your notes have gift day Monday, wednesday and friday. And the ones without have tuesdays, thursdays and friday. Friday is also the reveal day. You may guess who your secret santa is, but no spying is allowed, is that CLEAR miss Pie?” Pinkie Pie nodded, with a slight blush, “Also, there is a max cost at 50 bits in total, but a few bits over or under is allowed. So no golden earrings, miss Dazzle. Oh, another thing. You are not allowed to switch. The reveal will be next friday, in this class. That will be the last thing we do before christmas but even so, please do not deliver your gift then. It will be to messy. Everyone clear? Good. Class is dismissed. Go pick a name from the hat, and then you have the weekend to think about it.” The whole class rose almost as one man and started to get their stuff down so they could be among the first to choose. Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie was the two first at the hat, and had their hands down almost at the same time when Miss Inkwell spoke again. “One more thing! Do NOT open and look before you are home alone. I am serious about no switching and 'the opportunity to use this as foreplay' is NOT a valid excuse. Miss Shimmer? You go with what you get, ok? And that goes for Miss Lulamoon as well!” Sunset shimmer blushed and nodded, and Trixie huffed and murmured something about “Maudie would get a great and powerful gift anyway”. There was a lot of buzzing as the class went to their lockers and got their bags, but no one dared to look at their notes. Flash closed his locker, took his jacket and made a straight line home. He wanted to know who his secret santa would be so he could get started as fast as possible. He was hoping he could get to his room before dinner, but that was thrown off the minute he stepped through the door. There he was greeted with a lamb stew by his mother Sunshower and a beer from his father Wave Chill. His mother protested, but his father said “Kid is going on nineteen. He needs to understand if he likes it or not. Also, if our little cutie want to attract boys, he needs to drink what the boys drink! Besides, nothing beats a dark lager with a Lamb Curry Stew!” Has mother shook her head and murmured "If that's true YOU should drink nothing but rosé wine..." Flash on his side blushed. He also was glad that his big brother Lightning Riff was out casue then he'd get nothing but innuendos for dinner, Dad at least only did them one at the time. He understood that his father needed time to accept his choice in life, but he would never be sure if his dad was joking or actually thought he was being a caring parent. His brother was just a jerk. Nevertheless he ate his stew and drank his beer. He made a face, but drank it all. His father laughed and said that they would try something lighter next time. After dinner, he went to his room and practiced his guitar. After about ten minutes he put down his guitar and carefully listened. Any footsteps? Any voices? After a while, he heard his father taking down his jacket and leaving for night shift and his mother turning on the TV. Rod was out as he usually was. Flash locked his door and from under his bed he produced a magazine well read and well hidden. It was “F! Magazine”, the movie edition from from last May, The Daring Do Special. He kept it not because he was especially interested in the behind-the-scenes special (Most he already knew, you’re not friends with Rainbow Dash without hearing it all) but for the centerfold special about Stalwart Stallion. Nothing NSFW, but… a few of him without a shirt and even one where he was sporting a very tight pair of leather pants… Flash felt a part of him react and he pulled down his pants to let his member free. He put down the magazine on his desk, sat down and took a deep breath. Then he gently placed his hands on his dick. And... Five minutes later, he wiped of his hands and put away the magazine. He sighed. He wasn’t ashamed that he was jerking off to a movie star, and he knew he had his parents support in him being gay, even if his dad has his own ways but… He would prefer to have a relationship with someone real, and not a teacher or a movie star, that he had to love from a distance anyway. Flash was a huge romantic, and he did believe in destiny and one true love. He sighed. Ah well, it wasn't like a true love would jump on him here at his desk anyway. Then he remembered the note and produced it from his pockets. He then opened the note and read “Fluttershy.” He shrugged his shoulders and said to himself, “That will be easy gifts. A pair of maracas, a bag of fancy cat food and a collar. That I can get tomorrow.” He then proceeded to do his homework and then he joined his mother with some popcorn and a late movie. Sunshower and Flash adored bad action movies, and those were easy to find, it was Friday after all. As he let his mind wander off into the movies cliched plot he thought about the challenge one last time. He could only hope his secret santa would have better imagination than he had himself.
2. The first gifts.Flash had been one of the students that had a red dot on his note. It took him a good deal of waiting and sneaking during Monday before he was able to put Fluttershy's first gift into her bag. He got his chance when she wasn't looking during afternoon recess. He was tempted to follow her around for the remains of the day and watch her as she opened it, but he decided he didn't have the patience. It was enough having to wait for the perfect moment. But then Monday had passed over into tuesday and Flash had yet received no gift. So whoever his santa was, they did not have the red dot. But the day passed rather quickly and even if he knew the system with the dots, he did get a bit anxious. There was always the risk of someone bailing out. It was rare, but not unheard off. And he knew that if he himself would get… Well, Adagio Dazzle… he would probably buy some fish food, give it on Friday and just skip the rest. But as he opened his locker to get his bag a small item fell out. It wasn't a package, just a small black bag, but it had a red satin bow tied around it, showing it's status as a gift. Even if it was small, the bag and the bow gave it a somewhat exclusive feeling. He opened it and found six new picks. And not the cheap kind, all Bender signature! And in H, his prefered thickness as well! Damn… this secret santa knew his game. Or hers. Flash hoped it wasn't Fluttershy. Sure, it was maximum 50 bits and these picks wasn't that expensive but… it was still a difference in how much thought you had given between a bag of fancy cat food and six personally favoured picks. All in a light blue nuance as well… almost like his hair. He took one up and looked at it. The Logo was printed in gold and black like it always was on the real signature ones. The other side should be bare, and he turned it around just to check. As he did, he immideately noticed there was something strange. A heart had been carved into it, and then the line had been marked up with a gold pen. A bit messy, definitely not professionally done, but still with great care. He took out all six picks and studied the backside. They all had hearts, slightly different in size, but all in gold and made by hand. Wednesday had been a blur after tusedays gift, and he had almost forgotten about giving Fluttershy her gift as well. In the end, he had to go to the sanctuary and hide it with the stray cats. He had yet to use the picks, but he had the bag on him all the time. He picked them up and examined them a few times during the day. He wasn't completely sure what to think or feel. This gift seemed to be more than just a fun thing for Hearth's Warming... But he didn't want to jump to any conclusions, one thing he had learned from his father. It could just be a coincidence. Maybe the secret santa just had the picks at home and decided to customize them a bit so they would look like a fancy gift... He shook his head. No, it was to much of a coincidence. His secret santa probably wanted to tell him something, and honestly it could be only one thing. Flash's cheeks got hot when he thought about it. Because if it was a guy… wow. If it was a girl.. mmm... well, sure, why not. He wasn't that picky. His parents had noticed him having his thoughts somewhere else, and his dad had teased him about boy troubles until his mother chased him out to remove the snow from the driveway. Lightning Riff had just raised an eyebrow and gone "oh la la..." But Flash had barely listened. Picks with hearts was cute and it would be interesting to meet his secret santa and see who it was. And finally talk and maybe... see where things went. Thursday morning he opened his locker with care, but nothing fell out this time. He got a little disappointed but tried to comfort himself. The day had just began. Instead it happened after lunch. Almost HW-break or not, mr Cranky STILL gave out homework over the holidays. They were supposed to write an essay about some aspect on the founders of Equestria. Flash was lucky though, since the subject almost completely matched another essay that his brother had gotten a few years earlier, one that was titled "the songs the founders sang at HW and why they sucked". He needed a new title and to come up with a more positive conclusion, but most of the work was already done. A few more sources wouldn't hurt though, and that meant him sitting in the library in front of a computer with dozens of annoyed and stressed students running around him carrying books to and fro. It was mr. Cranky's opinion that every internet source needed to be balanced by at least two books, hence the running. Flash felt pretty confident about getting the whole break free from school work, as he had only needed to upgrade one source this far. But just for safety he was going to have a look at the latest edition of Clover the clevers Singing. It was a short walk to the shelf, finding the passage he was looking for, write it down and go back. Max six minutes. But when he returned to his computer... there is was. A red usb-stick with a similar red bow to the one from tuesday. He looked around but saw nothing suspicious and so he sat down. He smiled, this was promising! He decided to check it out at once, and so he inserted it into the computer. It's not like it is anything dangerous. Perhaps it's a game or a few Mp3s? How bad could it be? He clicked on the icon but to his surprice, there was nothing more on it but a few jpegs named SS1 to SS6- He clicked on one. And then he quickly shut it down. It had only been open for a second, but that second was enough for him to clearly see a man's penis! What the hell? After once again looking around to see if anyone had noticed, he choose SS1 and hoped it would be... something else. This time the picture loaded slower, revealing a man with his back against the camera, looking over his shoulder and wearing the tightest briefs he'd seen. He also recognized who it was, and WHAT this was. It was Stalwart Stallion. And this was the famous “lost” set of pictures done a few years before he landed the part in daring do, when the young actor had trouble finding jobs and had to go creative to ged money. After his rise to fame, he had tried more than once to get rid of these pictures, with no luck so far. But they were rare, and to Flash this was close to a holy grail. He looked at all the pictures (but number five he kept open waist up...) and began to wonder even more who his secret santa was… And how the heck he would know about his celebrity crush! Tomorrow was going to be interesting, that was for sure. But first a few minutes… meditation in the mens room.
3. The third gift...Thursday had been spent with his computer looking at the pictures a few times more before his mother came up and knocked to see if he was ill. To show he wasn’t, he jogged the whole way to Fluttershy’s house and bribed her brother into sneaking it into her breakfast cereal the next morning. But his mother was right about one thing, something was occupying his mind completely. Flash had been thinking about his secret santa most of the night. By now he was completely sure there was more behind this than just giving great gifts. And he had no idea who it was. Most probably a guy, but he couldn't be completely sure… Anyway, today was the big day. The reveal. But first, the last gift, of course. He was glad he had gotten his part over with so he could concentrate on finding his own last gift. He ran through the doors and opened his locker with a bang when he arrived at school. But there was nothing out of the ordinary. He also spent half an hour in the library in case... Nothing. After lunch, while walking through the corridor and talking about this weekend’s rehearsal with his bandmates (And the eternal question whether to add someone on keyboard or not) As they turned a corner and passing through a group of students he felt someone on his right bump into him, and something be put in his pocket. But when he looked around, he saw nothing special. The student group was already passed them and he find himself staring at Ringo, who stared back at him in confusion. Flash shot him a glance. It could be Ringo...But no. He knew Ringo was two things: Taken and straight. However, he WAS a bass player. He would know picks. ...But so did a lot of people on the school. There were more than one guitarist around. He also shot Brawley Beats a glance but thought nah. Brawley cares about drums, and nothing but drums. He would get married to a snare if he could. After finishing their discussion and the others going away on their own business, Flash finally found opportunity to look what had been put in his pocket. It was a note, with a few words texted in capital letters. AFTER LUNCH. THE OLD LOCKERS. SECOND BOOTH ON THE LEFT. Flash frowned. There was no booths in the locker rooms everyone knew that. But they had written Old locker rooms… He must have been standing still, deep in thought for a while, because there was someone calling out to him. “Hey Flash! Stop picturing me naked and look up!” It was Rainbow Dash, with Soarin in tow walking by. “Because you can hope all you want but the answer is no. I’m taken, baby.” “Ha ha. Why would I even ask that, you know that I…” “I’m that awesome. Everyone wants the Dash. Even you.” “Not funny Rainbow...” He shook his head. He could handle a few idiots but Rainbow... “You know what Dash. I am going to ignore you being a huge idiot and ask you something. Do you know if we have any other locker rooms than the ones next to the gym?” “Hmmm...No. That’s the only ones I've seen. Why you asking? ...Looking for places to drag boys?” “Rainbow…” “Hey, just asking! And I still think it’s okay wanting to know why you’re asking.” “I… Um… We’re...looking for some new rehearsing space! Yeah! And someone said something about old locker rooms.” “Oh? Well if you find them, check if there’s two! The Rainbooms could use some more space and my parents basement isn’t really that good. Also, mom’s stomping cuts through the singing.” “Perhaps Rainbow. Depends. Apologize.” “Fine fine… I’m sorry, the comment was rude. Anyway, I don’t know anything about any old lockers so… well, good luck searching. Come on Soarin.” “Hey, wait a minute!” Soarin spoke up, “I think I know… You know the racetrack were the friendship games took place? Behind the stretchers there’s a low yellow building. I cut the lawn on summer break and one of the guys said they used to go there so smoke unnoticed. That’s my best guess anyway.” Flash decided that this was the best he would get, and he almost ran through school and out to the race tracks to see if Soarin was right. He found them almost immediately. A low yellow building, old, and pretty rough but still standing. Three of the doors had rather new shiny locks, which he assumed meant they were used as storage rooms. But the fourth one had no lock and also, the door was slightly ajar. He looked around him. Noone there. He slipped in behind the door and immediately found himself in a room filled with rows of hooks, benches, and a dark hole that probably led in to the showers. The sunlight was slipping in through the dirty windows but it was hard to see anything clear. He produced his phone from his pocket and turned on the flashlight. He was surprised that the room didn’t look worse. Sure, it was rough but not dusty. A few traces in the floor told him this was the place where the soccer goals was stored during winter. He also found the booths pretty quick. There were four of them, on the short right wall. The second on the left? Well… There was one with an open door. It was a bit creepy and he swallowed but in the end he walked in. The booth was empty however and he sat down on the bench to wait. He looked at his phone to see what time it was, and he brought up the note to see if he was late. He frowned. It said “after lunch”. That was not a time. He was considering leaving and waiting outside in the daylight, but then he heard a sound from the booth to his right. Low careful footsteps. Then a gentle knock. And then a small piece of the wall removed, revealing a round hole. Flash stood up. He wasn't the world's most experienced guy, but he know well enough what this was. (Lightning had shown him some 70’s gay porn as some kind of acceptation rite and it had frequently featured those installments.) A gloryhole. He was prepared to use his flashlight but decided against it… secret santa was supposed to be a secret. He didn't turn it off, he just left it on the bench, so that he at least could see what he was doing. A note was passed through the hole. Flash took it and read WELCOME. THIS IS YOUR THIRD GIFT. PLEASE CLOSE YOUR DOOR. Flash did as he was asked. As soon as the door was shut, another note was passed. YOUR THIRD GIFT… I SUPPOSE YOU CAN GUESS WHAT THAT IS. IF YOU WANT THAT… KNOCK THREE TIMES AND PRESENT YOUR… -the next word was written with a much more shaky hand- DICK THROUGH THE HOLE. IF YOU DON'T WANT THIS… SAY “NO” LOUD AND CLEAR, THEN WAIT FIVE MINUTES AND LEAVE. NO HARD FEELINGS. Flash wasn't sure. The situation was exciting and he felt that at least ONE part of himself was ready. But it was a strange situation and he wasn't completely comfortable. However, the note was so polite that he felt a kinship with his secret santa. This was someone after his mind. Also, he was getting pretty excited and his dick was getting hard as a damn drumstick. He decided to roll with it so he unzipped his pants, knocked three times and put his dick in the hole. He felt the careful touch of a hand around him and he drew a quick breath. Another hand than his own… someone else’s warm palm touching him were none had been before… Oh shit… Better concentrate on baseball, or this will be over for it has started. He felt someones hot breath against his gland as his secret santa started to jerk him off. Oh heck was this nice... He found himself pushing his nether parts forward so his santa could get a full grip on him. The grip was unsure and the movements were slow and random, and it was clear even to Flash that this guy was a noob. And it didn’t bother him at all. His first time with another guy… With all the secrecy and all the hush-husch it could seriously not been any better. And whoever the other was, he sure knew to take it easy. Flash enjoyed every little move and he heard his own breath getting heavier and heavier… Oh shit was this a kink he didn’t know he had… And shit how he enjoyed it! The gentle movements up and down, careful fingers caressing his balls… the hot breath over his exposed dick telling him there was someone being very close to him… closer than anyone had been before… Also adding to the fact, he had NO IDEA who the guy was… And there was still the possibility that it was indeed a girl… To have an unknown and ungendered person on the other side was also really exciting in a strange way. He pushed himself closer to the wall, trying to get even a single inch closer to the person on the other side… Just get a little bit closer. The other seemed to understand what he wanted. All of a sudden Flash felt lips close around his gland, and whoever it was head began to move gently over his member. At this moment he was sure that this guy had no idea how things should be done. Flash had seen a few movies (Lightning Fuzz again, thanks bro) and he discussed the matter more or less involuntary with Rainbow and Sunset, so he knew some about how it could be done. However, how it COULD be done had no bearing compared to how it WAS done. His secret santa compensated their lack of experience with eager excitement. He felt how he was swallowed whole by this strange person, and Flash felt how he reached deeper and deeper inside the others mouth with every bobbing. The gentle hands hand not lost their grip either, they was safely placed at the root of his dick giving just that extra pressure… So what if the rhythm was a bit off! This was awesome! And he just had to show it… someway. He didn't dare to be to loud, but he moaned as much as he dared and even let out a few “oh yeah… yeah, right there that's good…” just to show that he liked it. It felt… Oh how did it feel… warm… moist… tight even. Even those not so rare moments where the other happened to let his teeth touch his member felt suprisingly good. A little salt in all the sweetness. “Mmmm… don’t stop… don’t stop… it’s so good… it’s so good…” He dared to be bolder now, as he could feel the buildup from deep within him. Slowly raising to the surface with every move, every little twitch off the tongue, even the slight moves of the hand… Oh shit it was so good. He was getting close… and then it stopped, only to resume again just seconds later. That was a fair source of frustration, as he felt like he was on the edge of release... Only for the other guy to either loose the beat or take a break, probably for air, and it backed down? And then the buildup started again… It was rising inside him, closer… closer...closer… and stop. He moaned with annoyance but he had to admit… it actually felt rather nice now that he was getting used to it. It was like a sweet torture, being almost there was so good so good… he needed to try it himself at home...however, he also felt the want to cum oh so very much getting stronger as well. He needed, he wanted, he CREAVED to cum… Then it all changed. He heard a deep moan from the other side off the wall. It was muffled of course, for reasons, but it still was a sign. The secret santa WAS confirmed to be a guy. And he was enjoying himself as much as Flash as well. Flash had no idea that the thought of someone else being turned on could give himself a boost, but that was apparently what happened. He clung to the wall and shot his pelvis even more closer to the wall. He started rocking his hips back and forward, he had to do something himself to finally come. Then he stopped himself as he noticed that the other guy had lost his grip and he was even out of the guys mouth when he pulled to far. What? HAd he crossed some kind of line? Then, he saw a hand coming through the hole… well, just a few fingers but still. The guy wore a black glove and gestured to him. Go on, he seemed to say It’s ok, it’s all for you! You want this, I got it. Flash smiled, and stuck his dick in the hole again and resumed rocking his pelvis. It seemed like the other guy had let go of his hands and just let Flash fuck his mouth, and he was actually going in and out of his mouth… every time his gland passed the other guys lips it gave flash a sting of raw lust that he felt in almost his entire body. He wanted to cum, he wanted to cum NOW! The buildup inside him was slow, but steady… he fond found himself getting closer and closer… and closer… Finally he whispered: “shit man… I'm gonna cum...I'm gonna cum soon! I m...mmmm… can I cum inside your mouth?” three knocks. Even with his mind on something else completely he couldn’t help asking, “was that a...ah...yes or a no?” Another knock. He decided that three knocks probably was a yes. Also, he felt that he had not very much of a choice. Becuase in that momen he exploded. He felt his whole body twitch and it was like gallons of cum was shot out of his dick. (It wasn’t of cource, but he wasn’t going to let technical accuracy ruin the feeling. Screw Stalwart. Screw Randy West and Peter North. THIS was life. He felt how the other guy took him completely in his mouth and let him shoot his all load right down his throat.Lightning once had a girlfriend who let him do that, and as the generous big brother he was, he had told Flash “It’s wicked man! The best you could ever try! You need to find someone willing to do that, it’s so fucking great!” His brother had been right, for once. And he had also given Flash the biggest understatement ever. It was better than fucking great. Flash tried to push every little drop he had inside him into the other guys mouth. Flash stood still then, and nothing happened. The other guy still had his dick in his mouth. It was sexy… but it was also sweet. An act of...love even. Trying to prolong the moment. Finally Flash had to pull out. But as he pulled up his pants, he felt guilty. And he said “Hey!” Silence. “You don’t need to say anything. Just knock, ok? Three for yes? One for No?” Three knocks. “So… um… that was really great. But… How about you?” Silence. “I could… I want to give you something in return… I want to… if you like, I can suck your dick too!” Damnit Flash! He facepalmed. That’s the best way putting it? REALLY? Romantic as fuck, yea fo suuuure, man! Oh, he could hear Ringo or Lightning or Dad or even MOM say exactly that… if he ever was to tell anyone about this. More silence. Flash prepared to leave but then, there were three gentle knocks on the wall and a pretty long, but rather slim penis was presented to him. Covered with a dark purple condom. Flash frowned. So HE was to risk his health but this guy wouldn’t dare to… Then he understood. The glove… He wanted to stay incognito as well… And the color of his dick and hands would give him away. Ah. Smart. Flash decided to use the knowledge he got from Rainbow, and after he took a gentle grip, he began to lick his secret santas member, top to bottom and down again… and up… and down… and up… He could feel how the other guy tensed and how the cock started to twitch. Dammit, that fast? Flash quickly took in as much of the other guys length as he could and gently stroke him. There was of course no salty taste to prove him right, but he was pretty sure the other guy came almost immediately into his mouth. He also heard a muffled moan, like the guy had a shirt over his face or something. The dick was quickly drawn back, a note was thrown in and the hole was once again covered. WAIT FIVE MINUTES. THEN LEAVE. Flash heard the stall door open, and fast steps leave the room. In a daze, he followed the instructions and walked out after five minutes. He was completely alone as he crossed the race tracks back to the school.
4. The end?As the Friday proceeded, Flash was a victim of some very mixed feelings. He had just had the best experience in his life… And he also felt a rather good bit stupid. Had he done something wrong? Did… his secret santa feel bad about cumming so fast? And the biggest thing: how the heck was he going to react when his secret santa revealed himself? You know, you give great head! Wanna be friends? Can you even say that? “Alright class!” Miss Inkwell clapped her hands “Please rise! It is time to reveal who your secret santa was! And we’ll do it like this! I will say a name to start with. I will say… Rarity Belle. Please come down here, miss bell. Now, will miss Belle's secret santa please come here? A, miss Lulamoon! Now, after you have exchanged thanks, miss Lulamoon stays and HER secret santa comes down and… you get the idea.” Giggles. Some four or five students passed before it was Sunset Shimmer's time to stand there. And no one stood up. Sunset looked surprised and a bit upset. Then Miss Inkwell spoke again. “Ah, dammit! I forgot! I am terribly sorry, miss Shimmer… It… I complete forgot… You see, As some of you have noticed… we did take a few precautions this year. So you did not only get the names of this class… we mixed the bag up with the other classes. So you could, as some of you did, end up with a santa from any part of the school. Just so you couldn’t figure it out by default. I am terribly sorry you had to find out this way. But there is indeed a secret santa waiting for you! You may now all go and reveal yourself to the subject of your gifts.” Flash had without even realising it been scrutinisingly examining every guy in class but with this reveal he suddenly felt both relieved and irritated. All the classes in his year? That was… damnit, well over thirtyfive guys! How could he even… He shook it off. It wasn’t up to him to find his santa. Instead he went and revealed himself to Fluttershy, who gave him a hug and thanked him for all the good gifts. How could he know it was exactly what she wanted? Flash shrugged his shoulders and said something about “Just being awesome that way”, taking a page out of Rainbows book. Then he started to wait. And wait he had to do. As the last minutes of the school day passed, nothing happened. Noone came to him and said “I’m your secret santa”. Flash began to feel angry. Sure, he wasn’t sure how to feel… But damnit, he still wanted to KNOW! He turned around angrily and opened his locker. And then, another note fell out. Eagerly he picked it up and read it. Hi Flash. Happy Hearth’s warming. I’m… I’m your secret santa. And you don’t know who I am and... And I would prefer it to stay this way. Please don’t be mad… I guess I messed up, right? Who in their right mind would do all this and… give away those pictures and… meet up in an disused booth to suck cock… I would. Because… I love you, Flash. I have been in love with you since we started High School. I loved you when you dated Sunset and even if that would have thrown of anyone else... I still couldn’t stop. And then you broke up… and then you came out. I was so happy I could throw up… Sorry, t.m.i. I love you so much but I haven’t dared to say anything. And then… Imagine how it felt to get you as my secret Santa-subject! I hadn’t planned the final in the old locker rooms… I was going to just go there and confess but then… I found that stall and...I guess I couldn‘t stop myself. It was wonderful Flash. I was so glad to be that close to you.. And when you offered… I was blown away… Which you probably noticed. I’m sorry… I’ll do better next time? Which brings me to the next part… if there WILL be a next time... I do realise that we can’t build a relationship on one letter, some guitar picks, a poster and a blowjob. That’s why I’m not giving you my name. I want you to get to know the REAL me, I want Flash Sentry to fall in love with ME and not some guy who gives good head. I have six months until graduation. And I know I’m not the only one to want you, tough guy. If I manage to break through… If you would see me, really see me… and like me so much that you want to be my boyfriend for real… Then I will tell you. If you don’t… Well, then at least I know I tried my best and that we weren't meant to be. I hope you enjoyed most of the gifts anyway. Once again, Happy Heart’s warming. XOXO - Secret Santa. Flash read the note a few times. Then he folded it and put it in his pocket. He smiled all the way home. END Author's Note No regrets. Flash needs some love and I want to give it to him. Merry christmas, y'all!
