The Haunted House, A Halloween Story Parts 1&2
Introduction:
This is a light hearted poem meant to make you laugh. Part one takes place in a haunted mansion on Halloween night when our main character takes a dare to stay inside all night. In part two he comes back exactly one year later this time with three friends to show them just how he survived.
I took a dare which brought regret, my life then hung on a stupid bet.
I bragged that I could go inside, a haunted house and there abide;
For one full night from dusk to dawn, bringing nothing with me and having nothing on.
Now it was said that all who tried, to spend the night had somehow died.
I soon stood naked outside the old door, stepped thru the threshold with a creek from the floor.
My friends all laughed and then said good night, as they closed the old door and locked me in tight.
This house was spooky being old with decay, I looked for a bedroom where I thought I would stay.
The master bedroom was on the ground floor, with a king size bed (who could ask for more)?
I lay in the bed thinking “Not bad at all”, that’s when I saw him ‘across the room by the wall.
The ghost slowly appeared and then crossed to the bed, he was over seven foot tall, and I thought I was dead!
He just looked at me and his big hands they rose, then he smiled and he took off all of his ghostly clothes.
I wanted to run my legs started to shake, then I thought “that could have been all the others mistake”
So I tried to lay still as he slipped into bed, I slowly grabbed his cock and with my thumb rubbed its head.
The ghost let out a sigh and a soft low pitched groan, and reached for my crotch and then let out a moan.
Although he was translucent, I could see in his smile, he hadn’t been with a man for a very long while.
His touch was the feel of a soft summer breeze, I started to relax as he started to please
He fondled my balls and then he took my shaft, I jumped and heard the ghost as he hauntingly laughed.
With a broad spectral hand he slowly pushed my chest back, then he opened his mouth and began licking my sack
By now I was hard and the sight pleased the ghost (after all I’m quite large if I really must boast)
He then started tickling my cock with his tongue, That’s when I noticed: for a ghost he was hung
I slowly maneuvered our bodies in line, then myself and the ghost began a great “69”.
The specter released my now throbbing wand, then licked my nut sack and continued beyond
I slowly spread my legs and gave my will to him, he nibbled down to my ass as he started to rim.
Now it was my turn to let out a moan, as this ghost and his tongue; my ass did now own!
He lifted a hand and I started to rise, a foot off the bed as the ghost spread my thighs.
He stood cock to cock and stroked them together, as tight as his grip was it only felt like a feather.
He lifted me higher then he spit on his pole, then he lowered me slowly as he aimed for my hole.
With a grasp of his hands he spread my ass cheeks open wide, he pushed himself forward and was then inside.
As we both floated around he pushed and pulled back and forth, then he pulled out his cock and headed up north
I tilted my head back and opened up wide, as this haunted house ghost slid his cock deep inside.
I gagged and choked as I pulled him in from his bum, when the ghostly apparition moaned out “I’m gonna cum!”
He shook and he quivered then started to glow, as he buried his cock deep and then let it go.
He held himself in me with his hands on my head, (He was powerfully strong for a ghost who was dead!)
As he started to shrivel he began to fade away, When I shouted “Don’t go yet, I want you to stay.”
I looked at the ghost and in shock I cried, “How is it I lived when all the others have died?”
The ghost looked at me and said “They made their own fate, When I came to them all they all wanted to stay Straight.”
The ghost was now vanishing his time there was thru, And I said “before you go I have one more question for you.”
I tried not to offend and chose my words with care, “I noticed when you came they was just nothing there.”
The ghost bellowed with laughter and said “that is true, now I will pass on my little secret to you.
I cum once a year and my cock though not teeny, it is empty inside for it’s a HOLLOW WEENIE!”
A Halloween Story Part 2
It had been one full year since that Halloween night, When a ghost and myself, had some ghoulish delight.
Now most of my friends haven’t a clue that I’m gay, And for the most part I want to keep it that way.
When I had walked from the mansion and I was very much alive, In disbelief my friends asked, “Just how did you survive?”
I couldn’t very well tell them that I had slept with a ghost, And not only that: he was an amazingly hung host.
I smiled and I told them “That secret is one I’ll hold dear, If you want to find out then come back with me next year.”
So three of my friends (who I thought were all straight), Agreed to come back and now stood at the front gate.
I reminded my friends as we walked across the lawn, “We take nothing inside, and we have nothing on.”
At first my three friends said to give it a rest, But when I insisted they all finally acquiesced.
As we entered the house, came a creek from the floor, With all of us naked, our clothes piled outside the door.
I took them to the bedroom where I had stayed last year, Hoping to see a sign that my ghost friend was still here.
I told all my friends that there was not much to see, They could all walk the halls or they could stay here with me.
I threw back the covers and I climbed into bed, Only slightly aware of my enlarging cock head.
One of my friends had in fact noticed my cock, And was trying to hide; he was hard as a rock.
He sat on the bed and he covered up quick, Not wanting the others to see his hard prick
My other two pals said that they would stay there, One laid on the couch the other in the chair.
As I turned out the lights I caught a glimpse of our host, And with him there were not one but three other ghosts.
Even with the lights out and the room cloaked in black, I could still see the ghosts, there was no turning back
Not wasting any time our host crossed to my bed, And whipped out his cock for me to give him some head.
The next ghost came to the bed, he was a short little guy, He had a thick six inch cock with a large mushroomed eye.
He reached for my friend’s cock, as my friend whispered to say, “Oh that feels good, I always thought you were gay.”
I gagged as I laughed and managed to say “See; I’ve got my own ghost so it couldn’t have been me.”
In the meantime the other two ghosts joined the fun, They each picked a friend as the party had begun.
One of my friends shouted, “It’s a ghost and he’s queer! I don’t know about you guys but I’m out of here!”
Before I could speak he ran out of the room, And my host friend the ghost said, “He just caused his own doom.”
From the hallway we heard an agonizing scream, And I started to wish this was all just a dream.
I looked at my other friend who on the couch lay, He thought better of leaving and started to play.
His ghost lifted him up as he was giving him head , Then the two drifted over and landed in my bed.
With the six of here and the night being young, I thought to myself, “You know this is going to be fun!”
It was a Halloween orgy between ghost and man, We tried everything that you possible can.
I sucked off a ghost as in my ass I could feel, A rock hard cock shaft but this one was real.
We made a sixty-nine circle alternating ghost and guy, With our asses to the bed, and our dicks to the sky.
One by one we all came in an erotic rush, The ghost’s cocks were all empty but we three humans all gushed.
Just then our last friend that we all thought had died, Staggered into the room and in a loud voice he cried:
“I want you to know I was raped and defiled!” He was followed by a ghost who first winked and then smiled.
“He threw me to the floor he knocked me off the walls, He shoved his ghost cock in my mouth and made me suck his balls.
His seven inch cock shoved up my ass and then, I discovered I liked it……. Let’s do it again!”
I said, “Oh that’s great! Then with you I’m not through, Climb into the bed, it’s now time for round two.”
For the rest of the night; oh the things we were doing, We were sucking and kissing and groping and screwing.
One by one the four ghosts simply vanished away, Leaving just us four guys, in the bed to still play.
When the morning sun came, the four of us made a pact, We would keep this all secret, and next Halloween we’d come back.
As we left the haunted mansion and reached the front gate, We heard a ghostly voice say, “Until next year, we can’t wait!”
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
