I Saw Aquaman Kissing Santa Claus

Superman woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one sagging box that looked like a dubstep.

Then Superman noticed that Aquaman was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either.

Superman thought that he would surprise Aquaman. Maybe even sneak up behind him and lick him on his soft buttocks. That always made Aquaman whack.

Superman crept lustfully down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its actively lights, and the presents, heaped up violently, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Aquaman. Kissing someone.

Superman was so angry, he picked up a suit from a table and threw it undeniably on the beach.

They both looked around.

"Aquaman, you super fish!" Superman yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Superman looked and then rubbed his ear and looked again. It was Santa Claus.

"Let me explain," Aquaman said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course he had to give me a kiss. And what an enticing kiss it was."

"Well, I suppose," Superman said enchantingly. "If he was under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be dope."

That seemed reasonable. Superman went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.

Santa was the best kisser ever, like a gentle Spring breeze. He made Superman's hand feel all phresh.

"You see?" Aquaman said romantically and Superman saw. So they had a threeway.

Everybody's presents were late.