Smutty Advent - Day 1

Wooo! It's December 1 and that means Smutty Advent is back!

This year, there will also be a picture along with whatever smutty bit of fic is on offer. Happy Holidays to all!

We start off with the Jarheads!

Dick and his lover Rock and Rig are some of my most prolific characters! The threesome's story begins with Three Day Passes, but you can go way back to the beginning and see how Rock and Rig met in Don't Ask, Don't Tell.

Smutty Advent - Day 1

Dick carried boxes of food between the parking lot and the community center's kitchen. Everyone had cooked at home, so he could smell the turkey and the stuffing and the gravy. As well as the pies. He'd carried in everything from chocolate to pumpkin to pecan to apple. There were vegetables of every variety and squares and cookies. It was a veritable feast.

Which was the point, of course.

This year not only had they volunteered time, but the gym was sponsoring the dinner as well, and they had twenty five dollar gift cards for the local grocery store to go to every person who came to the free dinner.

There were presents under the big tree in the corner, too. Games for the kids, hats and gloves for everyone. Just because it didn't get cold in California like it did the northern parts of the country, didn't mean it was warm all winter.

He carried in the last box and watched as the ladies in charge of the dinner set everything out on the long table. It was a great spread.

Rigger was leaning against the doorframe, eyes warm, face all smiles.

"Thank you, dearie," the littlest old lady he'd ever seen said to him.

He gave her a "you're welcome," and moved over to join Rigger.

"Hey, Pretty. Merry merry."

"Hey, Rig." He gave Rigger a kiss. "Merry Christmas. I'm glad we did this. It feels good."

"It does."

Rock was playing Santa, the old man looking happy as hell.

"We should make Rock dress up like that for us this year. I know I've always wanted to give Santa a blow job."

"Oh, you're a sick, sick puppy, Dick." Rig cracked up. "I knew I liked you."

He blushed slightly, amazed that he still could. It was a good blush, though, and he loved that he'd made Rig laugh.

"We'll have to see if we can't find him a costume for Christmas Eve," Dick suggested.

"Sexy Santa, huh? Something to make him feel good."

"Oh, we've got Rock feel good making down pat -- I just want to throw a seasonal costume into the mix." Dick knew Rig had a mouth Rock would do anything for. Including wearing a Santa costume today for the kids, and on Christmas Eve for them.