Christmas here was actually pretty damn good. Which feels weird to say, because my holidays usually involve some combination of awkwardness, teasing, and me realizing I am not in charge of literally anything. But this one? Solid.

I don’t know if I’ve mentioned Alexander before. He’s been around forever. Longtime friend, briefly dated my girlfriend way back in the day, now just sort of… part of the ecosystem. He comes over, enjoys our weird dynamic, doesn’t get weird about it, and most importantly, he’s always kind to me. Which sounds like a low bar, but trust me, it matters.

He came over Christmas Eve, and the vibe was easy. Drinks, laughing, music on, nothing forced. He has this way of casually reminding my girlfriend that I’m not just furniture. Still hers. Still the cuck. Still the sub. But not invisible. And apparently she was feeling generous.

At one point she looked at him, smiled, and said, “You’ve got his cage key tonight. You decide.”

That sentence alone almost broke my brain.

Alexander didn’t rush it. Of course he didn’t. He made me give him a foot massage first. Which honestly? No big deal. I’ve done worse for less. I worked those feet like my dignity depended on it, because it absolutely did. Then, without ceremony, he tossed me the key. Just like that.

Suddenly I was unlocked. Free. Still not in charge, still very much beneath both of them, but my own manhood was back in play. And let me tell you, that changes things. Not equal. Not dominant. Just… involved. Present. Useful in new ways.

From there, the night escalated fast. Laughing turned into touching. Touching turned into chaos. I stayed in my place, but with more opportunities than usual, and I took every single one like the desperate idiot I am.

So yeah. It was not a silent night.
And honestly? Best Christmas present I could have asked for.

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