"You really think he's the guy we need, Har?" Marv doubted for like the hundredth time.

"How many times do I have to say this, damn it!... Yes!" Harry displayed his frustration by banging on the car A/C. "The bastard literally stole Christmas! Like how's that even possible!?"

"Ackchyually... The context is metaphorical" elaborated Marv, "You see, Harry... the story is a though-provoking exploration of the true meaning of Christmas, emphasizing that it goes beyond material things! Christmas is really about the vibe and-"

"I don't give a flying fuck about that sappy shit, Marv" Harry cut the infodump, "The point is... The Grinch stole a fucking holiday! If he can do that, then stealing from the McCallister's is gonna be a breeze out a gay man's asshole"

Since morning, the two bandits had been parked in front of the McCallister estate. They slept through the day while waiting for the Grinch. By the time they awoke, the street began to dim as nightfall approached. Streetlamps and Christmas lights replaced the sun, and the block instantly resembled a ghost town. It was not long after that the cab, which supposedly harbor the Grinch, pulled up right next to them.

"Speak of the Devil! Here cums our guy now!" Harry announced.

When the cab door opened, one tiny snowflake stepped out. It floated into the bandit's car, just between the two men. The Grinch then materializes from that flake, dropping his anus right on the stick!

"OWWWWW!" Grinch howled in pleasure.

"Ah, Mr. Grinch! Way to make an entrance, faggot!" welcomed Harry. "Welcome to Chicago! Get that stick out ya bum... we need to talk business!"

Before they can set the wheels in motion, the men had a discussion.

"So your telling me I gotta kidnap the child inside that house too!? I didn't agree to this!" The Grinch was alarmed. "You fucks know there's a difference between robbing and child trafficking, right?"

"Bro, why only settle with junk when you got a body full of organs that's worth more!" Harry winked and flashed his golden smile. "Now get your cute butt in there and get daddy the goodies!" he slapped Grinch's ass and the latter giggled and skipped away, blushing like a pansy.

"Should we tell him about the kid?..." Marv leaned in a whisper.

"You kiddin!? The guy looks like he kidnaps and eats out children! He'll be fine!"

Marv's face hardened. Harry didn't appear to be taking the situation seriously. "You're aware we're responsible if anything happens to the guy, right?"

"Yeah, I'm aware"

"Then we must tell him about that bastard child!"

Now Harry countered with his own stern expression. "It'll only complicate things! All he has to do is sneak in and knock the fucker out. That kid won't know he comin..." Harry's face softened into an assuring tone. "Look, this has to work. It got to..." He gently took Marv's hand in his. "That kid has caused us more physical harm than what my drunk dad's done to my mother! It's about time he pay the price...and said price are his kidneys we can sell for cash. It'll be enough, for... f-for my chemo..."

Marv noticed tears streaking from his partner's eyes. "Look, Harry... you, erm... We don't need to do this. My wedding funds! we can use that to pay the bills. There's no need to commit organ theft!"

"You mean the money you spend your whole life doing sex work to earn!? That wedding funds!?"

"I could just start over! It's no big deal!"

"It is to me, damn it!" Harry snapped, "I can't stand seeing randos getting blowjobs from you. It gets me hard! Your mouth and sphincter belongs to me and mine only!" he looked deep into Marv's glossy orbs, "Marv, Baby... you dreamt of this wedding since we were eight... we were such gay ass children back then, with equally gay ass dreams... and It'll hurt me if I'll be the one who'd destroy it. I can't let that happen because of my disease. Keep the money; it has to be me who'll solve this. And once we've paid off everything... we head straight to church and have the best homoerotic wedding there is. Believe it!"

"Oh, Harry!" teary-eyed, Marv penetrated his bald lover's mouth with his tongue!

The two bandits engaged in wet and sticky sex!

Both men got to taste each other's dental plaques as their tongues explore teeth-by-teeth like a door-to-door visit by a Mormon. Frantically they ripped their clothes off as they suck faces so they can rub their sweaty bodies together.

Marv tongue-fucked Harry's cavities, and Harry's cock throb at each poke at his blackened molars.

"Keep raping my tooth pussy, Marvin!" whimpered Harry, forehead veiny as toothache burned his head like a bad case of migraine... or to be accurate, getting ear-fucked lobotomy. Marv's razor-sharp tongue was unrelenting on his tooth rot but he endured; after what they went through in the first and second Home Alone movies, they'd be masochists by now.

Suddenly, Marv groped his bald man's similarly hairless moist penis. He then aligned it back-to-back with his own cock like conjoined twins. Marv's turd knocker was longer and girthier. Harry's dick looked like Marv's dick's dick when viewed side by side—A dick inception. Afterwards, Marv began to pump the Siamese meats together, initiating the doppelter double handjob.

"Gosh Oh Gee! Look who's getting wet already!" teased Marv, eyes gazed at the pre-cum buildup on Harry's peepee tip. He broke the dew and smothered it all over both penises, lubing the gay friction.

"Time to put this meatus up Uranus!"

They separated their rock-hard shafts, and it was hard to do because of the dried hardening precum; just imagine pulling your wang from a glue trap.

"Upsy-Daisy!" Marv cupped Harry's hairy buttcheeks and lifted it in the air. Then he slammed that cake directly on the gearshift!

"AAAAAHHHHHOOOO..." Harry screamed aloud like when his balls were shot with a BB gun in the movie. He followed it with gibberish swearing that was also in the movie. Shortly after that, the cancer patient was double-analized as, without warning, Marv plunged his huge dangle tool into his rectum!

"Did I get him? Where'd it go? Where is it?" asked Marv, feeling for Harry's inflamed prostate.

"Never mind!" Harry grinded himself against his butt violators, shifting gears as he did so. His tumorous prostate was stuck between the dick and gearshift like smashed meatball burgers. "Now how do you like that, huh? Ya jerk!" And after vigorous penis and gearstick thrust combos, his tumor disintegrated into a gory mess. "AHHHRGHGH!"

"That's the one! That's the silver tuna!" Marv said as he blended blood and dung with his animalistic cock. They fucked all greasy with anal fluids and shit that the escaping air got some stank to it when windshields are down.

The last time we saw the two butt burglars was Harry breastfeeding Marv while his ass kept its grips on a cock, then the camera pans out to the Grinch entering the McCallister manor.

TO BE CONTINUED...