The Halloween Party - Part 2

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

Dylan covered himself with one hand, and pulled a cold beer from one of the coolers with the other. His eyes remained pinned to the duo in front of him, where one young man was having his large cock sucked by another. He caught Dylan looking and raised his beer.

“C… Cheers” Dylan replied, awkwardly, and scurried off as he desperately tried to keep himself from getting hard. He stumbled backwards, feeling a wall of muscle behind him, and spun around to find another man, this one even more beefy than most of the others.

“S… Sorry” he muttered, but the man cocked his head as he glared down at him from the eyeholes of a creepy Jason mask.

“Don’t be” he replied, “just suck”.

Dylan gawped at him. Had he heard the young man correctly? He turned his attention toward the man’s cock, and felt a rush of nervous excitement as it began to grow before his eyes.

“Oh, I uh… I think I’ll just…”

“Don’t you remember the rules?” The frat boy asked. “Come on, suck it”.

Was Dylan dreaming? What on earth was going on at this party? Had he just stumbled upon a frat boy orgy?

The eighteen year old looked around once more as he tried to decide whether to run away or stay put. More and more young men were now engaged in some sort of sex act, and just as he decided to oblige, the frat boy scoffed.

“If you’re not gonna play by the rules, you shouldn’t be here” he said, before walking off and immediately finding another naked frat boy to do what Dylan was too afraid to.

“I’m dreaming” he said to himself, and took a large gulp of beer. “I have to be dreaming”.

Everywhere he looked there was a sea of naked young men. If it was a dream, it was the best damn dream he’d ever had, and so Dylan continued to stroll cautiously around the perimeter, eyeing up the handsome view.

“Deeper!” He heard, and glanced over at another couple. One of them, a muscular stud with a smooth, ripped body, lay on his back holding his legs up whilst a skinnier guy lay between his legs, sliding his tongue in and out of his friend’s hole. “Go deeper!” The young man moaned again, and Dylan could do little but stiffen at the arousing sight.

“You look hot” another voice said, and the teen spun around to find another college student with black skin and a long, thick cock. “Wanna suck it?”

Once again, and despite the fact that it was happening all around him, Dylan was caught off guard. He stuttered and tripped over his words for a moment, before the masked man chuckled.

“I knew you looked young” he said, “you must be a Fresher. Here, let me help”.

The man set his beer down and pulled Dylan closer to him. Dylan watched, unable to contain himself as the guy slowly got to his knees, and he gasped as his hand was gently moved away from his junk, and his hard cock sprung up.

“Not bad” the guy said, and Dylan’s cock slowly disappeared through the mouth hole of the mask and deep into a warm, tight throat.

“Oh fuck!” He gasped, as his swollen cock head was licked and sucked.

His eyes rolled back and his toes curled into the warm dirt below. It was the first time he’d ever done anything sexual with another person, and immediately, it surpassed expectation.

Dylan moaned as more of his cock pushed into the frat boy’s throat, and it took only seconds before he felt his balls begin to tighten up.

He couldn’t help it. The urge to cum hit him like a bus, and just as he thrust forward, ready to shoot his load, a voice boomed out over a speaker, and everybody stopped to listen.

“W… Wait!” He whimpered, as the young man stood back up, leaving his cock to twitch and drool. “Fuck!”

“Welcome!” The voice called, as everybody quietened down. “For fifty years it has been the tradition of Kappa New to party in the forest on Halloween. For those of you who have just joined us, let me give you a history lesson that they won’t cover in college”.

Dylan was now wedged between two muscular gym bros as the large group laughed. He looked down either side of him, and gawped at the large cocks that the men sported.

“Kappa New was founded by three young men in 1974, at a time when they were unable to be themselves in public”.

A loud boo rose from the crowd, and although Dylan was still on the edge of orgasm, he joined in to avoid suspicion.

“Of course, we now live in different times!” The voice shouted, and Dylan could make out the speaker who stood on a beer cooler, completely naked and masked like everybody else. “Those of us who are so inclined, can freely be themselves wherever they so please!”

The frat boys cheered.

“But we do not forget the struggle of our brothers! Which is why, just like they did fifty years ago, we continue the tradition of coming to the forest on Halloween night and being our wildest, most natural selves!”.

The cheers became deafening as the frat boys chanted Kappa New. Dylan plugged his ears for a moment, until the speaker ended the speech.

“So without further ado, it’s time for The Ceremony!”

More cheers. More chanting, and then, much to Dylan’s dismay, the crowd began to move, and he was taken with it.

“All Freshmen are required to present themselves!” The speaker called, and suddenly, hands began grasping at Dylan, and a group of other young men who laughed and joked as they were manhandled through the crowd.

Dylan’s heart raced in his chest. Was this some sort of public sacrifice? Were they going to do something horrible to him and bury him in the forest afterwards? The horrifying images rushed through his head as he stumbled between the crowd and eventually tripped forward.

“Excellent!” The naked man shouted, as he looked down at the seven young Freshmen. “It looks like we have some fine young meat tonight” he added, “and to kick things off, I choose you”.

Dylan’s attention was still on the large crowd of hungry looking young men. He felt a nudge in his arm and turned to find the speaker, a very athletic looking guy, pointing directly at him.

“Yes, you” he said, chuckling, “stand before me, Fresher”.

Dylan looked around again. He could feel sweat form under the mask, and watched as the other frat boys nodded at him. This was it. This was the moment that he’d be murdered. Why had he been so stupid? Why didn’t he stay at home and watch Hocus Pocus, which, in his humble opinion (sorry Mike) was a terrible movie, anyway?! The questions continued to flood his mind as he stiffly walked toward the leader of the group, and stood, exactly eye level with the man’s cock.

“Excellent!” The man said, and much to Dylan’s shock, rather than pull out a knife, the young man grabbed his thick cock and slowly began to jerk it in his face.

The group fell quiet as the odd tradition continued, but Dylan remained firmly in place until finally, after almost five minutes, splashes of warm cum shot from the frat boy’s cock, drenching Dylan’s chest, and dripping down his naked body.

The frat boys howled in response, and just as Dylan turned to see why, he was swarmed.

Hands grasped and groped him as his entire naked body was hoisted into the air. They continued to chant as they threw him up high, only to catch him again and continue surfing him across the crowd. He looked down, grinning as it happened, and for the first time in his life, Dylan felt like a celebrity.

The music returned, louder this time, and eventually he found his feet.

“Wanna suck it now?” The guy from earlier asked, and the buzz of everything that had just happened was enough to make Dylan agree.

He got to his knees in the middle of the wild group of college students, and lifted the bottom of his mask up as he took his first cock. It was even more delicious than he had expected, but he gagged hard as it pushed into the back of his throat.

“That’s right, Fresher” the man said, “swallow that shit down!”

More hands explored his body as he continued to choke on the cock. He felt his balls being toyed with, and then his cock. He moaned as it happened, and gasped when he felt a finger slide up into his asshole.

“He’s as tight as fuck!” Somebody laughed.

“Let me try!” Another called, and suddenly a new finger pushed inside him, and he gasped even louder.

The entire thing was surreal. His whole body felt electrified, and seconds later, the cock in his mouth erupted, and hot, salty sperm flooded into him.

“Nice work, Fresher!” The guy said, tussling his hair as he hungrily gulped it down.

“Me next!” Another guy said, and instantly pushed his tool into Dylan’s eager mouth.

The fingers inside him were moving even faster now, and the hand around his cock pumped in unison. He was about to cum, and there was nothing at all that he could do about it, until the fingers pulled out, and he felt himself being positioned on his hands and knees.

“Lube him up!” Came a voice, and Dylan’s eyes widened as he felt the cold liquid drool between the cheeks of his ass.

“Oh yeah, look at that ass, man!” He heard somebody say, and felt a powerful spank across his butt cheek. “That’s just begging for some cock!”.

He shook excitedly as another man came in his mouth. It tasted even better than the first, but was quickly replaced by the cock of a third frat boy. He tried to focus on it, but his hole was now stretching around something long and thick, and he grunted as it pushed deeper inside him.

“Oh man, this is the best ass I’ve ever fucked!”

Dylan’s cock remained pin hard as the man ploughed his ass. It certainly wasn’t how he imagined himself losing his virginity, but he definitely wasn’t complaining about it, either.

His whole body was rocked from both sides. He felt like a pig on a spit as the two cocks continued to impale him, until the hands on his hips squeezed even harder, and the man blew his load into Dylan’s virgin guts.

“Try it, bro. I’m tellin’ you, this ass was made to be fucked!”

Another cock punched through Dylan’s cum filled hole, and just as it did, his mouth filled with sperm again. He began to wonder how much of his body was now coated in semen, but the thought faded as yet another cock slipped between his lips.

On and on and on it went. He lost count of how many times his ass and throat had been fucked, and by the time the sky began to brighten, most of the other young men had passed out around the bonfire.

“Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” The last guy said, hammering Dylan’s swollen, loose, drooling hole. “Oh yeah!”

The guy squirted his seed into the overflowing cocktail of all the others’. Dylan, who was barely conscious himself, now, sprawled out on the ground, exhausted and drained.

“Nice ass, man” the guy said, breathlessly.

“T… Thanks” he mumbled, and eventually got to his feet, dressed silently and disappeared into the forest.

“I hope your night was as shit as mine was” David sighed the following day. “Have you ever bobbed for apples with somebody who has dentures?” He asked, “I spent more time bobbing for my grandma’s damn teeth than I did for apples!”

Dylan smiled as the two of them sat back on the wall, though Dylan’s ass was so tender that sitting down was rather uncomfortable.

“Yeah, I had a pretty boring night, too” he lied. “Watched Hocus Pocus with my family”.

“Dude!” David spat, “Hocus Pocus isn’t boring, you uncultured swine!”

“Right” Dylan grinned, “then maybe it was a pretty good night, after all”.