Halloween Photo Story #1

Ever since he'd finished college, Malik had found it difficult to find friends. He hadn't been the most sociable at college, but it seemed to him that he was the only one who struggled to find people to hang out with.

Sure, he was an introvert and much preferred gaming at home or going to the gym when it was empty, but he was lonely and was desperate to find some buddies.

By a stroke of luck, one of his work colleagues had invited him to a costume party for Halloween. However, he had to turn up in a costume or he wouldn't be allowed in. It was going to be a huge house party, and he was promised that he could meet some fun people.

As much as the idea of a party with a load of strangers terrified Malik, he knew that it was his only chance to try and meet some people.

So, he happily accepted the invite and ordered himself a costume online. He didn't want anything too out there so he opted for a vicar costume. That way, he would be in costume, but wouldn't be too out there that everyone commented on it.

Halloween arrived and Malik was nervous as his costume still hadn't arrived. Thankfully, he received a shipping notification as he was getting ready for work to say it was going out for delivery, and he mercifully had the chance to amend the delivery address to his office.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Malik finished getting ready for work, and headed to his car.

The work day flew by and before he knew it, Malik was running late for the Halloween party. He raced down the stairs to the mailroom, retrieved the package and dived into his car. He definitely didn't have time to go home and change, so he'd have to change in his car when he got to the party.

When Malik pulled on to the street where the party was being held, he was surprised to see so many cars lining the side of the road. Deciding that he needed some privacy, he headed to the end of the street and parked under some large oak trees where it was a lot darker.

"At least I'll get some privacy," he thought.

Malik unclipped his safety belt before grabbing the package and ripping it open, but when he pulled out the contents, he was utterly confused. There were only 3 items; a sleeveless top, a pair of shorts and a plastic bible.

"What the hell?" Malik yelled at no one.

He couldn't understand how this had happened. He was supposed to have a long black cloak type thing with a vicar's dog collar and a gold cross. This wasn't the right costume at all.

The shorts and the top were both incredibly flimsy material, and the shorts had an embarrassing cross on the crotch, but he'd still be covered up, and he really did want to make some new friends.

Malik considered his options before checking around and pulling off his work shirt.

Yes, the costume was a lot more revealing than he intended, but it was just a black top and a black pair of shorts. He could keep his smart boots from work on and if anyone asked, he'd just say that he was being a sexy vicar.

Malik pulled on the top and was surprised by how thin the material was. He didn't have the lights in his car on so that no one could see him getting changed, but if he had, he'd have noticed just how thin the material was.

He felt uncomfortable with his arms fully exposed, but he worked out and had muscle definition so he hoped no one would make any negative comments.

Malik unbuckled his belt and undid his pants before pushing them to his ankles and toeing them off along with his boots. He grabbed the slinky material of the shorts and pulled them on, but immediately noticed an issue.

Malik always wore boxer shorts and they were far too big and baggy to go underneath the tight little shorts of his costume.

"Oh fuck, what am I gonna do?' he asked himself, tugging at his boxer shorts were they stuck out underneath the shorts.

He knew he only had one option, and with a sigh, and quick check that no one was watching him, he yanked down his boxers and the shorts before pulling the shorts back on, on their own.

The slinky thin material of the shorts teased his cock and balls in a way he hadn't felt before and he gasped when he realised he was getting an erection.

"Down boy," he whispered. "I can't turn up to a party with my dick hard."

Trying to ignore his cock, Malik put his boots back on, leaving the laces undone in case he had to take them off when he got to the party.

Deciding to leave his phone in the car, Malik grabbed the plastic bible and his car key, and headed out of the car and down the street to the party before he could second guess himself.

The front doors of the large house were wide open and the noise of people talking and laughing nearly drowned out the music. Decorations were everywhere and everyone was in costume.

"Here goes nothing," Malik whispered to himself before stepping through the doors.

Unsure of what to do when he barely knew anyone there, Malik headed to the kitchen to find himself a drink. As much as he felt self conscious in his costume, he was relieved to see that he was by no means the least dressed; one guy was wearing a pair of denim hot pants, boots and a pair of wings, and Malik had no idea what he was supposed to be.

Once he got to the kitchen, Malik set down his bible so that he could uncap a bottle of beer when his work colleague came up behind him and slapped him on the shoulder.

"Hey Malik, wasn't expecting to see so much of you this evening."

"Hi Gabe, I got sent the wrong costume and didn't have time to get another."

Game laughed. "Embrace what you've got. Let me introduce you to some people. They're out back."

Malik picked up his bible in his free hand and followed Gabe outside where two big floodlights were switched on to light up the back yard.

As soon as Malik stepped outside, there was a hush from nearly everyone at once that made him instantly uncomfortable. All eyes seemed to be on him. He knew his costume was a little tight, and his arms and legs were on show, but other people were wearing much more revealing costumes.

"Holy fuck dude," Gabe said with a chuckle. "I didn't think you were so confident. Loving the mesh."

Gabe slapped Malik's ass and made him jump.

Malik couldn't understand what Gabe meant by mesh, until he looked down. In the glare of the floodlights, his costume was completely and utterly see through. His nipples and toned stomach could be seen through the top, and his thighs were fully on show through the shorts. Malik was grateful that the pouch on the shorts wasn't mesh, but when he turned around a little, he could see that his bubble butt was fully on show!

"Oh my god," he whimpered holding his bible close to his chest. "I need to leave."

Gabe laughed. "Oh, come on, you look hot! Stay for a drink. You'll totally get laid tonight."

Gabe groped Malik's ass again and the feeling of the slinky material tugging against his balls had Malik's dick inflating again.

But this time, there was no stopping it.

The combination of the slutty costume, the exposure, the eyes on him, the laughter, and the inappropriate touching from his work colleague, had his cock going from a semi to a full blown throbbing hard on in a matter of seconds, the cross on the shorts becoming distorted by his solid rod.

"Woah, Malik, I had no idea you were such a horny fucker."

Gabe pulled Malik back into the house, much to the disappointment of everyone outside.

"I'm not . . . I'm really not," Malik said, struggling to think as he blushed harder when his dick brushed against Gabe's leg.

Gabe grinned. "This says other wise."

Gabe stroked Malik's cock through his shorts, and Malik moaned as he felt his balls drawing up. He knew he had to escape. He'd always had a quick trigger once he was hard, and there was no way he wanted Gabe to make him blow his load, or to know how fast that could happen.

"I'm sorry, but I have to go," Malik said with a grim smile as he took a step backwards.

Gabe frowned. "I thought we were having fun."

Malik nodded. "Yeah, I just need to . . ."

"Oh, I get it, you're shy."

Gabe grinned as he pulled Malik closer to him and wrapped his hand around Malik's dick.

"Don't worry, buddy, I won't tell anyone at work that you showed up in mesh and got hard."

"You need to . . . to stop," Malik panted as Gabe continued to stroke him through the shorts.

"Why's that? Are you not enjoying the tease we've got going on?"

Malik shook his head. "No, it's just I'm really . . . ah fuck . . . please . . . I'm already . . ."

Gabe realised what was going to happen just before it did. He pulled his hand away from Malik's cock just as it erupted, squirting ropes of cum through the mesh material, the thick liquid splattering over Malik's thighs and boots.

Malik could barely breath as the orgasm rocked his body, grabbing his dick to squeeze out the last drops of cum as he moaned through the intense wave of ecstasy.

"Fuck! What are you? Twelve? Did you seriously just cream your shorts that quickly?"

Malik had never felt so humiliated and immediately ran for the door, trying to use his bible to cover the cum covered shorts. His cheeks felt like they were on fire, and his knees felt still wobbly, as he ran to his car, praying that Gabe would never tell another soul what had happened.

Surely, Gabe wouldn't tell people at work . . . right?