Santa Vic

By J.M. Snyder

A Vic and Matt Story

Vic's boss asks him to don the Santa suit for the company's employee family Christmas dinner -- again . Vic doesn't want to do it, but the added incentive of double his usual yearly bonus changes his mind. He knows Matt's begun looking to buy a house, and the money would go far toward a down payment.

At the dinner, the kids love Vic. One little boy in particular, Brucey Carlson, wants to make sure Vic -- or rather, Santa Vic -- doesn't forget his sister, who's in the hospital for the holiday.

Now Vic has one more stop to make before he can return the Santa suit.

In this story, there are no references to Vic's super powers or the special bond Matt shares with his lover, so if you haven't read any of my other Vic and Matt stories, you can still enjoy this one.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Dec 18, 2011
• ISBN: 9781611522211

J.M. Snyder

An author of gay erotic romance, J.M. Snyder began self-publishing gay erotic fiction in 2002. Since then, Snyder has worked with several e-publishers, most notably Amber Allure Press and eXcessica Publishing.Snyder’s short fiction has appeared online at Ruthie’s Club, Tit-Elation, Eros Monthly, and Amazon Shorts, as well as in anthologies released by Alyson Books, Cleis Press, and others.For more book excerpts, free fiction, and purchasing information, please visit http://jmsnyder.net.

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Santa Vic

By J.M. Snyder

Published by JMS Books LLC

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Copyright 2011 J.M. Snyder

ISBN 9781611522211

Cover Credits: csakisti

Used under a Standard Royalty-Free License.

Cover Design: J.M. Snyder

All rights reserved.

WARNING: This book is not transferable. It is for your own personal use. If it is sold, shared, or given away, it is an infringement of the copyright of this work and violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.

No portion of this book may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the publisher, with the exception of brief excerpts used for the purposes of review.

This book is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers. Please store your files where they cannot be accessed by minors.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Published in the United States of America.

NOTE: Though this story doesn’t go into detail about the special relationship shared between Vic and Matt, readers can learn more them online at vic-and-matt.com.

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Santa Vic

By J.M. Snyder

The last thing city bus driver Vic Braunson wanted to see on his locker when he returned to the depot after a double shift was a Post-It with a note to stop by the boss’s office before he left for the night. It was already late—Vic’s usual shift ran from noon until eight in the evening, and with the holidays approaching, he had to pick up a second route. He’d clocked in a little after ten that morning, and didn’t drive back into the bus garage until almost midnight. He was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to fall out in his bed for a good twelve hours, but he had to be back into work early the next morning. He didn’t have time to stop by the boss’s office. More importantly, he didn’t want to. How many more hours could he possibly be expected to work?

But the money was a good incentive—his lover Matt diLorenzo had been talking about house hunting for the past few months, and all the overtime Vic was putting in would allow them to make a sizable down payment if they decided to take the plunge. Plus there was the expensive matching ring set Matt picked out for them that still needed to be paid off. As Vic pulled his heavy winter coat out of his locker, the white gold ring on his left hand caught the overhead light and winked at him almost conspiratorially. Soon, that flash of brilliance seemed to promise. Matty’s waiting up for you, so go see what Mr. Morrison wants and call it a night. The thought of curling up beside his lover in the bed they shared only encouraged him to cut short any meeting with the boss.

Slamming his locker shut, Vic spun the combination lock and tore the Post-It off the door. Then he headed for the time clock. But instead of stopping, he walked right by it—if Morrison wanted to eat into Vic’s personal time, Vic sure as hell wanted to be paid for it. He’d clock out after stopping by the bossman’s office.

Morrison’s door was ajar, the light on inside the room. Vic knocked and eased the door open enough to duck his head around it. Morrison sat hunched over a stack of paperwork, elbows on the desk in front of him, the heels of his hands pressed hard against his closed eyes. His thin glasses sat to one side, discarded. A lit cigarette was pinched between the first two fingers of his right hand, an inch of ash dangling from its tip, dangerously close to breaking off onto Morrison’s balding pate.

Clearing his throat to announce his presence, Vic asked, You wanted to see me?

His voice sounded