Michael Ernandes, our debauched Santa, seeks solace in his private shower after a long, exhausting night of Christmas gift-giving. Stepping into the steaming water, he lets the warmth soothe his aching muscles. His mind wanders to the naughty dreams of the season, and his hand drifts down to his hardening cock, now glistening with soap. He strokes himself, the slick suds providing a delightful friction. His other hand reaches around, teasing his asshole, pushing a soapy finger inside, gasping at the sensation. As he nears his climax, he imagines the gay twink's he's met on his journey, their eager, young bodies, and with a final, throaty groan, he comes, his spendings mingling with the water, washing away his Christmas Eve tensions.