It’s that time of year again! The time has come; the shopping is over, and it’s now time to enjoy ourselves. As I am hosting my family again this year, I won’t get much of a break, but at least I’ll get to cook dinner the way I like it.
I also hope that the special man in your life comes into your home and gives you what you want from his sack.
I would like to wish you all the very best and hope you have a great day. But I would also like to reach out to anybody out there for whom this time of year is difficult. It can be difficult being around people celebrating when you are suffering. I also find it difficult this time of year, and this year is no different. If you need any help, please reach out to someone, anyone.
On the flip side, if you know or knew someone you haven’t been in contact with for some time, send them a text. Let them know you’re still their friend and still there for them. Trust me, it means a lot.
Merry Christmas
Best wishes to you and your loved ones, my friend. You add to the world’s comfort and joy – thank you for hosting this site. love Paul xx
Thanks Paul. You support has meant a lot to me over the years. I hope you and yours have had a good day. I sometimes re-read your stories as I’ve always liked them (rugby men are so sexy). I wish you a happy new year.
Dear David. Thank you for what you do all year and creating the Cockaigne Universe and all its sexy characters. Wishing you and your family a very happy, healthy and safe Christmas. I hope you can look forward to a great and ever more creative New Year in 2026.
Thank you for your kind words. I have plans in head for new stories in Cockaigne and a couple of new stories already planned. I’ve enjoyed reading your comments this last year, they really do make me want to keep going. I’ve always written what I like and what I want to read. I’m glad other people want to read it to. Thank you so much.
Yes, I concur, thank you David for the wonderful Cockaigne universe. [I can’t believe, though, no one’s commented on the Christmas-themed picture. Yeah sure, it’s AI, I know, but look at the wonderful cock on that naked, Santa-hatted man! I’m fantasying about going back in time to my late twenties twenty or so years ago. Perhaps this imaginary man is staying for a few nights over Christmastide with my then-girlfriend/future wife in our flat. (I don’t know, maybe he’s a gay friend of hers?) I get up on Christmas morning and walk naked to the kitchen to make her and me a pot of tea. And there he is in the kitchen (naked, save for the Santa hat), casually greasing up his massive, pre-cum oozing erection with the olive oil from the bottle on the counter. “Ooh, is this my Christmas present?” I quietly squeal, pointing at his obscenely erect cock, my bum hole throbbing in anticipation…]