**WARNING** - Read the tags before reading! You won't find anything wholesome here. ;)
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This year was our first halloween in our new town. My boyfriend and I moved here one year ago but since we dedicated the year before to settling down we never had the chance to properly celebrate any holidays.
My boyfriend loves Halloween season so this year he decided to dress up and we were going to throw a small party for our new friends and acquaintances. From spider webs to fake ghost on our windows I spent the whole week leading to Halloween day decorating, my boyfriend took care of our costumes getting me a cowardly lion outfit and a cute femboy hooter outfit for himself that complimented his perky ass and slim body. It had dangerously low riding shorts and a skimpy crop top that showed off nearly every inch of his tight body. My cock got a chub every time I saw him bend over.
As our guest started to arrive the party got more lively. About halfway into drinking and having fun one extra person arrived late. I had been drinking pretty hard already so when I opened the door and was confronted by a tall person in a ghost face costume I was confused.
"Hey there friend do I know you?" I slurred. The person simply shook their head no with a deep and firm sigh. "Do you know my boyfriend?" I asked the person while pointing out my partner. At that moment the person just stood still and stared my boyfriend down. I swear I could hear deep heavy breathing and from the corner of my eye I thought I caught sight of his outfit tenting from what looked like an erection. But feeling the cold breeze from outside I assumed it was the wind moving his fabric. I awkwardly continued the conversation, "So I take it you're friends with my boyfriend then?" I asked the stranger again, I assumed he must be shy. He nodded quietly before walking past me welcoming himself inside. Even weirder the person walked straight towards my boyfriend but seeing that my partner wasn't as confused or uncomfortable as I was, and was openly greeting the random stranger, I took it that they knew each other.
I continued the night drinking and partying with our friends but on several occasions I would notice random moments between my boyfriend and the tall stranger in the ghost face costume. Like when my boyfriend would take shots the guy always stood behind my boyfriend, actually practically right against him, almost holding him as my boyfriend took shots. Or when my boyfriend went to the garage to grab ice and ghost face guy followed behind him they took 20 mins to just grab ice.
As the party started to calm down most people began to leave some still lingered on the couch or by the door talking on the way out but strangely I didnt see the ghost face guy leave. I assumed he must have left while I was in the bathroom or something. Eventually the house was empty besides me and my boyfriend. He was still dancing around the kitchen to the music even though the place was still a mess.
"Babe! Come dance with me." He said shaking his perfect twink ass at me. "I'm wearing your favorite jockstrap." He grinned back at me and slid down his shorts just enough for me to get a peek at his tight hairless hole. Maybe I was too drunk, or maybe just too stupid, but all I could think about was the messy house.
"Later baby. I gotta clean up the house while I still have energy." I said lamely.
Going through the living room first and working my way to our bedroom I picked up every bottle, can, candy wrapper, and garbage left on the floor till I reached my bedroom door. Strangely it was wide open even though I remembered locking it for the party. Taking a peek inside I noticed the bathroom lights on but the door was shut so I cautiously approached while calling out to my boyfriend to see if it was him in the bathroom. Except that my boyfriend yelled back from the kitchen saying he was still drinking and enjoying his music.
My spine grew a tingle as I stupidly approached the bathroom door, walking past my bed getting closer I could hear a *plap plap plap* sound coming from bathroom. Worried someone was fucking in our bathroom I rushed the door slamming it wide open revealing a horrifyingly erotic scene. Ghost face guy was jerking off to my boyfriends underwear while looking at our picture, my half was scratched off but his picture was circled bright red with a marker. Several large wet stains on my boyfriend's underwear indicated that this man had cummed more than once to my boyfriend's picture.
Despite the fear I had at barging in on this psycho my eyes becamed glued to his perfectly shaped cock and balls dangling outside his costume. His legs were spread wide giving him plently of rubbing room. His cock glistened in the white bathroom light slick with cum and saliva. His chest rose and fell with each heavy breath he took, his hand still working his curved massive white cock with a neatly trimmed bush making his cock look even bigger. His balls were uneven the left side was the size of a goose egg the other a chicken egg. His shaft was evenly thick from base to tip only ending with a fat smooth mushroom tip pouring a thick string of precum like a mini waterfall on the bathroom floor.
Time stood still as I watched this horny wild man beat his cock into blowing another load all over my boyfriends underwear. His strokes became fast pulling more blood to the tip of his cock in turn making his tip grow even fatter. The precum went from a gentle flow into a streaming river puddling onto the underwear until the man grabbed my boyfriend's picture and stared deep into the frame focusing solely on him. Then his sudden animal like grunts and moans echoed from his mouth as seven creamy white ropes of cum shot from his engorged cock. He milked every drop out with a firm grip letting out a deep sigh as his finished. I couldn't believe it, but my pants were steaming wet with a fat load. I just shot my load to this man jerking to my boyfriend's underwear and picture.
My emotions quickly changed from lust to fear as the man eerily turned his head towards me, staring me down hard through the emotionless mask. Then he pounced towards me quicker than I was expecting, tackling me onto the bed as I tried to run, he pinned me down pulling rope from underneath his outfit tying me tightly as my boyfriend called out from the kitchen asking me if I was okay and what all the noise was.