FELIX "the Best Present" - Colors and SHORT STORY! (Patreon)

Felix beamed from ear to ear!

He was giddy and terribly proud of himself. He’d managed to wrap over a hundred and fifty gifts in a single evening. This was no small accomplishment.

Stuffed animals. Toy trucks. Remote control cars. Action figures. Play sets. Puzzles. Board games. Coloring books. Pencil crayons. Story books. Building blocks.

All lovingly wrapped in bright ribbon and colored paper would be dropped off at the local toy drive, from there to be placed under the Christmas trees of less fortunate children in great need of some Holiday cheer!

This was a wonderful thing, and it made Felix’s heart swell with happiness and deep satisfaction. Sure, he did good deeds on a daily basis as the Incredibly Hung Naked Justice, and those acts were rewarding in themselves. But nothing brought more joy and light to his spirit than helping to brighten the Christmas of a child.

He’d loaded all but one final pile of presents into his car. As he prepared to collect the last few and haul them down the boot of his vehicle, Felix noticed that the front door of his apartment was slightly ajar… and that strange, small, wet and snowy footprints led into it from the outside hall.

The handsome ginger hunk looked around, feeling quite certain he’d shut the door after his last trip down the stairs to the street.

Byron was away with his dad and his brother Sheldon doing some last minute Holiday shopping. Emil was hopeless when it came to picking out a proper gift for his wife. Every year, he required the input of his sons in order to make the perfect purchase. After their shopping and his stop at the Toy Drive, Felix was to meet them at a local pub for dinner and drinks.

Byron hadn’t unexpectedly come home early, that much was certain. He was many things, but demure and quiet he was not. His entrances seldom went unannounced, nor were they ever without a good measure of energy and enthusiasm. He was definitely not home.

Besides, those odd footprints didn’t belong to Byron. They were much too small to be his boyfriend’s size elevens.

Felix set down the tower of brightly enveloped packages. He set his car keys down atop the credenza, and flopped his jacket down onto an arm chair.  He moved cautiously through the apartment.

He felt silly calling out, but given that he’d clearly seen footsteps coming into his home, he was relatively sure that someone had entered unannounced.

“Alright, mate. I know you’re in here! I saw your footprints, so how about you show yourself”?

Silence.

Then suddenly, darkness. All the lights in the apartment went out.

Felix let out a nearly inaudible gasp in surprise.

“This isn’t funny. Whoever you are, I have presents to deliver, and I don’t have time for hide and seek”!

His eyes were just beginning to adjust to the darkness when a strange, otherworldly glow began to appear from the open door of the bedroom he shared with Byron. Completely certain that he could handle whatever he found in there, Felix made his way toward the glowing doorway.

And immediately regretted it.

His body stiffened. He was frozen in place.  Worse still, he couldn’t avert his gaze from the creature that was standing atop his bed… holding that strange, compelling orb of light.

No longer positive he could handle what he was about to face, Felix began to perspire.

In front of him stood a creature no more than three feet tall. It looked for all the world like a garden gnome… the kind you might purchase for your patio from the local Home Depot!

But this gnome was not made of plaster. It was very much flesh and bone, and before it, it held a beautiful and scintillating green glass ornament. It glowed hauntingly green. As it dangled and swung gently, Felix couldn’t help but follow it’s soothing, hypnotic motion.

The gnome smiled and when it finally spoke, it’s voice was like desiccated gravel.

“Well, well, well… aren’t you a tall, muscular drink of eggnog! Mmmm… I certainly do love me a naughty ginger boy to unwrap”!

Felix continued to try to struggle… to no avail. That glass ornament… it’s strange mesmerizing power… it was the source of Felix’s helplessness.

“Come closer, stud. I wanna see if I can guess what my present will be like, this year”!

The gnome gingerly set the strange ornament down upon the bedspread. Still, it’s power over Felix was absolute.

To his utter surprise, his feet moved. Felix obeyed the small creature and moved closer to the bed. His large bulge waddled, rolling between his muscular thighs as he moved. He stopped when the crotch of his bluejeans was level to the Gnome’s face.

The bizarre intruder chuckled as he reached up and cupped Felix’s bulge into his plump, gloved hands. The fleshy package radiated warmth and the intoxicating scent of man. The gnome felt the heft of the impressive basket. He pressed his face against it and breathed its perfume deeply. He prodded and squeezed Felix’s imprisoned man-parts, gently and then not so gently.

“OOOH! Well, I know it’s a cock and balls, but I never dreamed it would be so… so insanely huge! You’re one heck of a big boy, aren’t you, kiddo! I wonder… are you cut… or uncircumcised? Do you have low-hangers? Do you shave your nuts or do you keep it natural down there? GAH! So many questions. This is so exciting...”!

The creature continued to grope Felix’s bulge. He squeezed, softly at first, and then more forcefully, coaxing Felix’s cock to begin to stiffen. Felix couldn’t help but moan softly.

The gnome took notice and smiled wickedly.

“Big boy’s liking this, eh? Normally, I’d wait for Christmas morning to come before I open my present, but I just can’t wait that long”!

The gnome slipped his chubby hand into the waist of Felix’s jeans. There, he quickly found his prize and let out a most satisfied chuckle.

“Huzzah… you are a very, VERY big boy, aren’t you, British”?!

The creature further fondled and groped beneath the denim. He grabbed and fistful of orange pubes and pulled at them, laughing heartily.

He then continued to explore Felix’s genitals, and finally exclaimed…

“AH-HA! FORESKIN! I feel foreskin! Nothing better than chewin’ on a juicy foreskin, is there. I must say, yours certainly seems to be ample”!

After a few more tugs, the gnome withdrew his hand. Hastily, he proceeded to unzip Felix’s fly and chortle in excitement as Felix fully-rigid erection popped free of it’s confines. Felix’s foreskin glistened with warm precum, it’s ample hood drooping in a cascade of exquisite folds of flesh.

The gnome couldn’t resist a nibble. He clenched the delicate hood of skin between his teeth, and bit down slightly. It wasn’t enough to break the skin, but it was enough to elicit a whimper from Felix. He tugged and gnashed and the elastic flesh had no choice but to follow. All the while, Felix leaked salty pearls of iridescent liquid.

The greedy gnome grabbed hold of the slippery foreskin with his thumbs and index fingers, stretching the hood wide and sliding his thick, slick tongue underneath.

Felix shivered while his uninvited guest lapped at the tip of his penis. Quite despite himself, Felix couldn’t help but precum even further. The more the creature teased his cock, the more Felix leaked.

Finally, the gnome released Felix’s foreskin. The massive ginger organ bobbed and swayed between Felix’ thick thighs.

“You taste incredible, son. And you’ve left things natural down here. Your big beautiful freckled balls are covered in soft ginger hair… and your knob tastes like you’ve been sitting and wrapping presents for hours. You’re fucking intoxicating.”

Felix tried his best to speak, but found he could only groan.

“I see you’d like to say something. Alright. I’ll allow it”!

Instantly, Felix was able to talk. His voice felt a little hoarse, but he had questions.

“What… what are you? What do you want with me”?

The grabby invader slapped Felix’s cock sending it jouncing left to right. He looked up at Felix and smiled a rather disturbing grin.

“You can call me Gropy the Christmas Gnome, boyo! I was sent here by Krampus to keep you from delivering all those presents. As for what I want with you… Heh! Heh! Heh… like you need to ask”!

Felix gulped. He felt rather stupid for asking a question he utterly knew the answer to.

“Strip out of your clothes and lie back on the bed, immediately”!

He had no choice. Felix obeyed.

Within moments, Felix was bare-assed naked, lying atop the bedding on his back, hairy legs spread wide, cock as hard as a pride parade flagpole.

Seconds later, Gropy was between Felix’s legs, sniffing at his full, sweaty nuts like a trained hog hunting for truffles.

He took the plump organs into his mouth with great abandon, and Felix gasped. The gnome suckled and tugged, making Felix’s rigid penis sway wildly, flailing a little string of transparent precum about.

When Gropy released his prey’s testicles, they were slick with warm saliva, hair wet and matted.

“Those big oysters are so plump and full of milk… and I want it, boyo! I’m gonna make you cum so hard, you’ll think you’re a dairy cow by the end of the evening”!

Felix was panicked. He had defeated powerful enemies the likes of The Breeder, Jack the Stripper, Momma Ries and the Prick, and yet, somehow, a bloody garden gnome was getting the best of him.

From God knows where, Gropy produced a string of anal beads which he promptly inserted into Felix’s little pink pucker. Felix started, and moaned as one bead after another was forced into his ass. The gnome clearly knew how to locate Felix’s prostate… and how to work it. Felix couldn’t believe how much his cock was leaking.

Satisfied that he’d dialed up the intensity, Gropy swallowed Felix’s bright pink mushroom. At first he teased the piss slit with that despicable tongue of his, but then, he applied the suction and pressure and wetness and friction and… and… and…

...within moments, and rather quite as predicted, Felix ERUPTED into a veritable volcano of hot, gooey, thick sperm. His cock felt like it was on fire, and he howled and moaned and whimpered and squirmed as he came violently, volley upon volley.

Down Gropy’s gullet it all went. Not a single drop was wasted.

Felix was drenched in sweat. His dick ached and his balls throbbed as they were siphoned of every drop of the precious liquid they contained.

And when he had finally shot his last load… when he thought perhaps his torment would end… Felix was horrified to find he was wrong. Though sated, gut full of gallons of hot man-cream, Gropy derived tremendous pleasure in torturing poor Felix.

He released the young hero’s still-rigid hose from his hungry mouth, and proceeded to rub the palm of his rough, gloved hand over the ultra-sensitive plum.

Felix literally thought he might die. His penis screamed in exquisite agony as the gnome feverishly stroked the intensely sensitive tip. Stars danced before Felix’s piercing green eyes, and for a moment, he literally felt his might pass out.

The torture went on for what felt like a sadistic eternity, and only ended once Felix nutted anew. He was SHOCKED! He truly believed that Gropy had drained his nuts, but he’d been wrong. Copious amounts of semen gushed from the near Rudolf-red head of Felix’s sausage.

Felix’s entire body shook, rocked by what had to be one of the most powerful orgasms of his entire life.

His last recollection was of Gropy sitting on his chest, straddling his big tits and mercilessly pinching and pulling at his tender nipples, smiling from ear to ear.

“I may have my orders from Mr. Anti-Christmas himself, but you were good to me tonight, Felix my boy! I’m not a complete tyrant. You’re gonna sleep for a moment and when you wake up, you’ll be able to move again. I’m even gonna let you deliver those presents. After all, I got the best present of all”!

Felix had woken, showered and proceeded to deliver the gifts he’d painstakingly wrapped, all the while wondering if he’d imagined… dreamed up Gropy or if he’d truly been visited by the strange little Christmas creature. Perhaps the only true proof the hunky hero had that the visitation had occurred was the relentless throbbing of his knob, which would continue to smart from the mistreatment Gropy had visited upon it, until the morning of Boxing Day.

ARTWORK / STORY: Patrick Fillion

COLORS: Cabrera & Fillion

FELIX, NAKED JUSTICE 1, GROPY THE GNOME, GINGER-KOBOLDE, and all other characters are © Copyright and TM 2023, Patrick Fillion / Class Comics Inc. All rights reserved.