Ghouls, Goblins & Ghastly Boys

Ghouls, Goblins & Ghastly Boys

Part 2/2

 

By D.K. Daniels

 

Andrew, in a panicked state scrambled his pile of clothes to redress himself. As I observed quietly, I somehow felt out of place. Why was he in such a hurry all of sudden to get dressed. He forced - pulled the leggings he had been wearing backup over his thin legs, and hobbled the short distance to the door shirtless. “Gimme a minute billy,” he nervously injected, before unlocking the door and closing it behind him. Struck with the awkward silence, I stood nervously by the arm rest of the couch. Lines of ghostly crepuscular volumetric lighting poured through the narrow slats of the blind. It was enough to be able to make out my hands in front of me, and my body bellow me. Glancing downward, my rigid boy pole stood at attention. Unsure if I should be here, or even doing this I let loose a small shudder, caused by the much cooler air pressing against my smooth exterior. Flays of orange coloured my skin. I could not believe how the turn of events had went, I was getting it on hot and heavy with Andrew. ‘He’s so dreamy.’ Subconsciously after my thought, I reached down and restarted my rhythmic stroking of back and forth, softly. Holding my erect five-inch cock, I strolled to the window where I could hear children, or teenagers manufacture uncompressed commotion.

 

A mixture of individual kid’s voices made its way to my ears, as well as Andrews hushed voice in the hallway. He was taking so long, that I was starting to go flaccid downstairs. I was trying to stay hard, but there is only so much tugging you can do. I was contemplating on leaving at this point. Without warning, the door handle was pushed down and Andrews head popped in through the small slither line of light. Shimmying through the narrow opening he pushed the door shut as he leaned against it. Slowly I made my way to him, and as I stood in front of him, he began to pull at my dick, but he remained quiet. I knew something was wrong, until I finally pried. “Is something wrong,” I asked. To which he slumped his shoulders and embarrassingly admitted with a yes using his head. I waited leniently for him to state his business until a boy made himself known from the other side of the door. “Andrew, can I come in now,” he impatiently asked. I tried pulling away from Andrews groping hand, but he clenched my dick firmly, which hurt so I stopped jerking away from him. “He’s a friend, he’s likes us,” he stated gently before letting go of my hardness. “Can we let him in,” he nervously asked. ‘A flood of centillion thoughts invaded my unprepared mind. Who was he? Did I know him? Did Andrew mean he was gay, like us? What did he look like? What was he doing here? Why was I even here? Is Andrew a player? I think I need to go! I think I need to stay! What will happen if I stay? What if the boy outside is hotter than me?’

 

Bending down I picked an article of my clothing to cover my nakedness.

 

Backing away from Andrew I nodded tensely. Resting against the pool table I really wanted to swoop down and grab my clothes. To run away and never look back at this awkward night. Sure, I came and it felt nice, something about not getting him off though lingered in the air and I would have felt crappy if I ran away and didn’t even try. Then Andrew fumbled for the door handle, not breaking contact with me. Clenching down on the handle he would pull the door open and in a walked a slightly smaller boy with black hair. A sudden relief ran throughout my body, it was reassuring that I didn’t know him. Then like clockwork, Andrew turned the barrel lock again. I was unsure about how to interact with the new arrival. Should I introduce myself, but before I could say anything the boy who looked like a young version of Gavin Casalegno, minus the brown hair and blue eyes, with an addition of green eyes. Started to undress, he began by unhitching his blue and cream, robed trench hoodie. His costume was pretty cool to be honest, he was dressed up as one of the characters from Assassins Creed. I think it was Connor from Assassins creed three though. I vaguely remembered the details about the game but I remember playing it a while back. His costume had enough indicators on it for me to be able to pinpoint where I had seen a similar appearance. Detaching the two buttons atop his cotton breeches, he pealed them down his slender legs, which exposed a under layer of pantaloons. Kicking off his Adidas shoes, which was the only modern thing on him, other than his red underarmour boxer briefs. Finally, the sun kissed, boy stood in front of my almost naked. He seemed really forward, which I found unusual and oddly captivating at the same time. Next the boy smiled nervously at me before breaking the thin silence.

 

“I saved up all week for this,” he said. Andrew glanced at the boy and then back to me sheepishly. He sighed gently, before moving towards me a little. I think he could tell I was a little nervous or at least uncomfortable. “You don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to. Whatever happens tonight in this room will stay between us boys for ever. I promise,” Andrew solemnly said. He turned to the boy behind him and cleared his throat, “Right Darren,” he asked.” The boy smiled bashfully at me before turning to Andrew, “whatever needs to be done to insure some fun.” He cracked open a small smile before chuckling. Confused as what was going to happen I asked, hesitantly. “So are you here to, you know.” He gave me a coy look before he began to rub the palm of his hand across the top of his underwear. He let a slight moan, and then said. “Sucking, fucking and that fun, yes.” I smiled at his choice of words, and then let my guard down a little.

 

Darren began to rub the front of himself slowly, as he slid his way across towards Andrew. He pushed up on his tippy toes and gave Andrew a peck on the lips, before reverting his attention to me. With his right hand, he pulled Andrew against his body and started grinning against him. With his left hand, he reached out for me. Unsure of whether I should move or not, I stood frozen. “Come her cutie,” he gently mumbled.

 

Taking the tiniest of steps forward, I moved my right leg ahead of time. I felt his extended arm brush across the fabric in front of my genitals. My dick was beginning to get hard again as the subtle touch of his fingers teasingly massaging the fabric. Taking another step-in Darren’s direction, a growing sensation brewed inside of me, I took another step towards him. Almost immediately he latched onto the garment covering my dick and tossed it across the room. Standing completely naked I felt a little embarrassed, since I was the only one completely naked. Grabbing on my wrist firmly he pulled me into the grinding session going between him and Andrew. My hard dick drove forward into a tight crevice between the two boys, and was being teased by the humping and grinding motion the two of them where slowly producing. Letting out a slight moan, I felt Andrew’s hand slowly snake its way around my hip and then slowly but surely it draped over my ass. Darren perched his lips and approached me. Unsure of what to do I closed my eyes and perched my lips. Then I felt his wet lips come contact mine. The kiss was, wet and exotic, it made me feel frisky and even hotter.

 

The grinding motions became more sensual between the Darren and Andrew. I could hear Andrew’s breathing slowly escalate. And his hand on my ass began to clench down tightly in short intervals on my ass.

Opening my eyes, Darren evidently trying to force his tongue into my mouth and without hesitation I let me mouth open a tiny bit and the velvet sensation of his tongue slid into my mouth and he began to exchange salvia with me. Andrew had tilted his head to the left, in under Darren’s neck and was sucking on it. Darren began to giggle and laugh into my mouth with the sensation and pushed at Andrew to stop for a moment.

 

Darren stopped kissing me, and for a moment I felt a bit disappointed. Why did he stop, I want more. God I’m so horny. Darren reached out to Andrew, and traced his hands along his bare sculpted chest, which was rising and falling dramatically. He slowly teased his way down to Andrews leggings and cupped his hardness through the fabric of his costume. Unsure about what to do, I leaned forward and started doing what Andrew had been doing to Darren. I slowly began to lick his neck. I know it's a little weird when I think about it that way, but it felt incredibly naughty and totally right. I closed my lips around his slender jaw line and began kissing and sucking at it. He didn’t hesitate or tell me to stop so I continued to suck a little harder. I remember that if you want to give someone a hicky or a love bite you have to suck really hard, and so I did. Andrew loved the attention. He was being worshiped by me and Darren. I guess I would be the same if the both of them where doing it to me. I would just lay helplessly and let them do what they wanted to me if it insured sexy feelings.

 

Darren slipped his fingers loosely under the waistband of the leggings and toyed with Andrew erection. Andrew sighed gently, and murmured, “I want the both of you guys to suck me.” Doing as what we were told, Darren gently slipped the legging down to the floor and he went down suggestively with them.

 

Andrew kicked off the leggings, and then looked at me. “Get on the floor,” he said demandingly. Getting back down on the ground. I scooched closer to Andrew and touched shoulders with Darren. Darren had his head titled and was flicking his tongue at the underside of Andrews ball sack, which is hairless and cleanly shaven. I figured since Darren is playing with his balls I’d try and play with his cock. I tried leaning in over Darren, and found it difficult to even try and get my mouth near Andrew, because Darden’s head was in the way. I resorted to playfully licking the top and sides of Andrew teenage cock. He began to thrust forward gently, at Darren who toyed with his balls. Darren also began to lightly play with himself on the floor. His right hand is tucked into his briefs and fiddling with his dick. I to was gently tugging at my cock. It was hard, I think it was possibly the hardest and most horny I have ever been since I learned the art of jerking off.

 

Darren stopped licking the underside of Andrews balls and looked up teasingly to Andrew. “Are you going to give us you load.” Andrew shot his head to the celling as he let out a little moan as the electricity inside his body increased.

 

Glancing down to his dick, which was slathered in wetness. His dick jolted uncontrollably. I think he was having a dry orgasm, though some of his pre-cum began to moisten and ooze from the head of his cock. “Billy, get in front of my dick,” Andrew said. Doing so I moved my bare knees across the uncomfortable floor and sat slumped in front of him. Without warning he grabbed me by the hair painfully and directed his dick towards my mouth. “Open,” he said. I didn’t open my mouth fast enough for him, so he held my hair even tighter and I little out a little whimper which felt very hot to me, and I secretly think everyone in the room liked it. “Open it now, or I’ll pull harder,” Andrew stated. Doing what I was told I opened my mouth and he plunged his dick deeply into my cavity that I choked on it. He didn’t really ease up he just kept driving it there. “Breath through your nose,” Darren cooed from behind.  I did try to take on the advice I was getting from the both of them, and it was working but I wasn’t one-hundred percent that it was working because I was panicking a little bit.

 

Andrew seemed so horny that he began to grunt a little bit as he sped up his thrusts. He was in the moment and his feelings were building intently. Suddenly I felt Darren’s hand on my ass, he was feeling around back there, and parting my cheeks. I heard him spitting, most likely onto his hand and then smudge it onto the back of ass. He rubbed the cool concoction into my creak and began to tease at the entrance. Andrew had his head directed up to the ceiling and was beginning to moan.

 

After a couple minutes of sucking, my jaw was beginning to get tired. I was going to ask for a rest, when I felt a numbing sensation in my butt. Surmising that Darren had his finger in my ass, I sucked harder for an unknown reason on Andrew. He became flustered for a moment and pushed me away, “Stop you’ll make me cum,” he warned. Though too late, he was so aroused that his semen shot out of the tip of his dick and clocked me in the face. It hit my forehead and cheek and began to ooze down it. Andrew didn’t waste any time, in doing what was already on his mind. I gripped his dick in his hand again and directed it for my mouth. Another shot- shot over my nose and landed lifelessly over it, before he put it into my mouth. Dodging what I though was best I sucked as a hard as I could,’ trying to take all that Andrew was offering. He began to moan, quietly loudly and I was oddly turned on yet alarmed by the sound of his moaning. He was panting frantically and the taste of him was so tasty. It was a taste that I didn’t know I needed. His pulses became weaker as the fourth, then fifth spurt of cum shot out of him, until he had no more to give. He became sensitive and forced me to stop. He pushed me away from him as I pulled away, I felt Darren’s finger break past something back there and it sent a shiver through my body. I shivered and lost control of my motor functions and laid back for a moment. And at the same time Darren caught me, he wrapped his strong arm around me.

 

As Andrew took a breather, he leaned against the side of the table to regain his stamina. Everything went quiet for a moment and I could feel Darren gently probing his finger deeper into my ass. This time around he began to make a circle motion inside me, which felt a little uncomfortable but at the same time felt satisfying. I felt like I it wanted more, though at the same time I wasn’t sure if could possibly get more.

 

Nestled in between the Darren’s’ parted legs he began to probe little harder into me. Then he abruptly asks, “have you ever been fucked.”

 

Unsure about how to answer and half afraid to answer- if I even did, dare to answer. I glanced over at Andrew for advice, though he was too busy trying to catch his breath. “Stand up, Billy,” he said. Just like that he grabbed me by the hips and guided me up to my feet. He held his hands on my hips gently, as I climbed to my feet. Guiding me towards the sofa, he caressed and felt his way around my torso. When we got to the sofa he began teasing me and playing with my nipples before pushing me by the chest to knock me off balance. Falling back onto the sofa in a little bit of a sprawl, he squatted a little bit down to my level. ‘I’ve never had sex before, so I’m a little worried about how this would feel. Actually, I’m kinda scared. I have kinda dreamed about getting it and I have heard things about it, but to actually experience it was non-existent.’ Was I about to lose my virginity card. The thought of it made me even hornier and so much more desperate that I desperately wanted to lose it, like now. Andrew made his way over to the sofa and smiled at the sight before him.

 

Darren began to tease me by brushing his fingertips around the smooth surface of my ass, while Andrew stood watching the sight by the sofa. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen, but I’m not exactly sure how I’m going to be able to please the both of them at once. I have seen in porn videos that sometimes the guy or girl who is fucked, the person who is being fucked is usually sucking someone’s dick at the same time. So, I guess I could kinda stimulate the both of them at the same time if I ask them to do that with me. The thought of it is kinda hot, and well the imagery of seeing it on the web is also fucking hot. It's like totally hot that I could lose my second load on my stomach any second from overstimulation.

 

Darren dropped his hand out of view between my legs. He tiled his head downward and spit into what I was assuming his hand. A second later I felt his hand careful lathering my behind in cool saliva. He was careful enough to encircle my sphincter and the surrounding crevice of my butt crack. A moment a latter he pushed his finger abruptly into me. It made a little sludging sound as it crawled into my tiny cavity. It made me squirm, yet at the same time it made my cock spring back to life, which was beginning to go back down. Almost automatically I reached down and began to tug at myself while he toyed with my hole. Almost in rhythm, as I tugged up, he pushed in, and as I tug down, he would pull his finger back out.

 

Andrew was slowly stroking himself, he was almost fully hard again after his first orgasm. Though he was careful and slow this time, something told me that he was a little sensitive so, he just hesitated for a couple of minutes to regain some of his control over his cock, though at the same time he found what me and Darren was doing too hot to pass up. Darren was filling and prodding his finger further into my hole. It was almost starting to feel full for some odd reason, though I think at this point I was beginning to relax with his touch. His touch was slippery almost like velvet. I wasn’t sure I was overly fond of the sensation at first. I wasn’t sure If I needed to go the toilet. Not that I enjoyed the sensation, though he seemed to have hit some sort of nerve inside my butt and it made sigh everytime he touched it. It felt good, like when you cum after you have been saving up for a long time. Though this feeling was a little stronger than the average cuming session.

 

Suddenly his finger slipped out of my ass, I immediately felt empty. His finger was filling, and it felt good that it was poking around back there. I was beginning to think he would not do it again, because I was craving his touch again or anyone’s touch at this point. I wanted to be fuck kinda bad now. I never really thought I could be slutty, but this was an entire differently slutty all together. It was almost as if I was willing to do anything to have something in my ass. I wondered if a cock would be harder to get up into the tight opening. Though I didn’t have to wait very long to find out. Darren ditched his underwear, and without mentioning what he was doing, Darren gripped his penis by his index finger and his thumb and aimed it for my pink spot. He knelt on the edge of the sofa with his left knee and stood firmly with his right leg planted on the ground. He arched his back and leaned in closer to me. He took his hand off his dick, and posited my legs accordingly. He tossed my right leg to the inner wall of the sofa and my left leg off the ledge sofa. Spit once more he covered his dick in a slipper coat, and then I felt it. A burning sensation downstairs. He was grinding himself forward trying to force his way in. He was trying to be gentle, and something about the way he swayed his hips against me in a circle motion made it all that hot. Then he let out a shudder, and whimper as he broke past my barrier. I felt the tip of his dick slip through into my poop chute. His dick was actually inside me, and it burned, yet at the same time I wanted it regardless if it burned or not. Darren didn’t move for a moment, he became a little sensitive, and I think he was trying to find the mental processing power to do what he was meant to do.

 

Glancing from Darren who was hunched over me. I looked over to Andrew who was grinning and jerking a lot faster at this point. I gave him a suggestive glance with my eyes and he immediately stepped forward wasting no time in asking for permission, held his cock over my face. As he descended down on my face I felt Darren beginning to pump into my ass. Back and forward he, humped gently. Moaning from the intense sensation and the burning feeling I let out a little yelp, and pained expression. Though Andrew found this as an opening and stuck his dick into my mouth to shut me up. Almost instantly I started sucking as hard as I could to give him pleasure. He shuddered and moaned, before grabbing my hair harshly. “Not so hard, I’ll cum to soon,” he admonished before letting go of my hair. He pressed down at the crown of my head to keep my bobbing rhythmic and compulsory. While Darren grinding, motions became harder and more deliberate. He began to grunt as he pushed forward. I could feel the skin of his foreskin rolling and unrolling itself with each trust he did. He was starting to pant, as was Andrew. Andrew rested his hand on the wall of the sofa, while Darren plunged harder into me. All the horniness of three boys was brimming in the atmosphere and It was most definitely felt in the room.

 

I still kept up my pace with my pumping, and grinding against Darren’s hard-on as he fucked me. While at the same time I suckled more tenderly and passionately on Andrew. I felt the familiar feeling in my balls slowly rising, it began at the back of my balls and then shot to the front. I couldn’t control myself any longer, I wanted realise. So, I pumped harder, grinded harder and sucked harder. Then a moan escaped all three of us. I felt myself beginning to nut and I let out a satisfying cry of release. Not one, but two small spurts shot out of my dick and onto my chest. Darren grunted, and he bucked, suddenly he went limp and his face crunched as he came in my ass. I felt the fullness become wet or sticky, then suddenly I was blinded as Andrew came all over my face, again. Without a doubt, I shut my eyes as quick as I could and I felt every single spurt hit my face. For a few moments after our high Andrew toyed by pushing the tip of his cock against my lips and I would only take the tip into my mouth to torture his sensitivity, until he could stand it no longer and was forced to pull out.

 

Darren stopped pushing against me and pulled his dick out. He gave a little exhale from the intense fuck party or orgasm he just experienced and rolled over to the armrest of the sofa. He sat quietly as I opened my eye gently, secretly hoping that there was no cum in my eyes. By this point, Andrew had backed away and was wiping his dick with the top half of his costume. He then held it out for me and I wiped the remaining semen off my stomach. Not much was said between the three of us as we slowly dried off, making sly glances at each other occasionally while he all dressed slowly. Well me and Darren dressed according, Andrew only had his leggings to put on, his top was soiled with cum. He had himself a glorified cum rag.

 

As we made our way to the front the door, we all kinda smirked and grinned at each other knowingly that what we all shared would remain a secret between us boys. Darren opened the door and stood on the doorstep. He took in a sharp breath and turned around to me and Andrew who was standing by the door. Darren said, “that was cool. I guess I’ll seeya around. Till next time.” Just like that he began to stroll down the pathway and onto the sideway with a bounce to his step. As the both of us watched Darren disappear, I became a little sheepish at the thought of what we had just done, it resonated with me even more so now than it did while we were cleaning up from our little fuck fest. Andrew reached out to me when he seen me becoming all shy and embarrassed and said, “Happy Halloween Billy,” to which I said, “Happy Halloween Andrew,” with a teasing smirk. It was almost as if the those statements where sexual, well I think they were because the way he said it sounded like ‘thanks for coming over,’ and I think my calling was along the same lines. It was almost as if I was saying ‘thanks for the cum, I was hungry for it’. Though, he just reached up and swiped my cheek with his thumb in a comforting way. “Goodnight Billy,” Andrew said softly.

 

I called for my little brother, and when he came out of the sitting room he glanced at Andrew sceptically. It was almost as if he was saying what happened to his top, though I’m not going to ask questions, let’s just get out of here and go home. And with that the both of us hurried on down the sidewalk and en-route to home. A mix of emotions coursed wildly throughout my young teenaged body, and they excited me to a point which is hard to sum up and put it into words. It’s a mix of adrenaline, anticipation and nervousness. Yet a new emotion had surfaced, it was excitement, and I’m quite sure I would do it again without a second thought. I somehow knew I would be back for more.

 

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After Andrew closed his front door, watching Billy walk down the path with his little brother. He went back to the billiard room and smiled knowingly with what had just happened. He picked up the remaining contents of his costume and empty glasses from the drinks he had shared with Billy, and then found himself rushing up the stairs to his bedroom. From their he opened his walk-in closet, and scurried to the very end of it where he pulled out a couple pairs of shoes. Directly under a mountain of shoes was a box, pulling the box out from its small chubby. He lifted the lid which had a handful of other garments in it and mementos he found intriguing. Slowly he lifted out a small white crunched sock, which sat lifelessly on the top of the heap. He remembered fondly that him and his friend Jacob had shared this particular sock when the two of them where having fun together. The both of them jacked off into the sock.  Andrew recalls the well feeling of Jacobs cum in the soak, when he used it. First to go was Jacob and then Andrew. Andrew grew fond of collectables, from his adventures, and later he would resort to collecting them. Just like countless times before, Andrew carefully folded his costume top that he had been wearing. Yet it held the specimens of three horny boys. He placed it into the top of the box. Then just like that he then put the box back into its cubby and placed the shoes on top of it. He asked himself a question, and that was, ‘when can I have billy over again.?’

 

 

The End Of Part Two