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Bloke walks down the lit up avenue, wearing a crop-top to show off the man-scaped abs and wearing a leather jacket.
“Oh yeah.” He grins, his dick practically drooling with anticipation inside his garment, “Time to get started.”
He makes his way to a cute guy talking with his friends on the corner. He stops midway, and goes to one with short brown hair, a red shirt, and regular jeans, “Hey, pal.” Bloke says with a smirk. “Think I remember you.”
“Uhh… What?” The guy gives Bloke a hesitant look.
“OH YEAH! Remember now.” He grins and points to him, “I still owe you a blow job. Meant to do it at the time, but I lost control before I got started.”
“Uuuhhmm, okaayy, um,” Obviously a bit inhibited, the guy chuckles awkwardly, “I never met you before in my life, and I’m just trying to hang out here…”
“Right, right, sorry, different face and all that.” Bloke nods. He puts his arm around the shy boy’s shoulders and leans in, “You gentlemen mind if I borrow this cute piece of ass real quick?”
“Pssshh, sure.” One friend says.
“Heh, just like that? You’re a bit forward, don’t you think?”
“Oh” Bloke grins as his package and bulge shoves a baseball-sized lump a few times, “You got no idea how forward I am.”
“W-What??” The guy looks at Bloke, then at his friends, and back again, “G-Guys! Wha-“
“We’ll be round the corner. Come on, Felix.” Bloke drags him away and to the alley.
“Wa-Wait, stop! How do you know my name??” Felix nearly trips as Bloke takes him to the spot.
“He’ll scream bloody murder if he doesn’t!” Bloke calls back with a wave of his arm.
He takes Felix to the alley and puts the stammering cutie against the way, “O-Ok, look, I don’t know who…” Felix pauses and irks as Bloke comes in and licks his neck.
“Mmmm. Fuckin delish.” Bloke smiles. His hands then go to Felix’s pants.
“L-Look! I don’t-, I’m really don’t wanna-“
“Meatbags don’t go to Goldenrod for the scenery, ya tease-fuck.” Bloke almost sends those pants flying down, making Felix blush from his exposed tighty and stretchy Spider-Man underwear, “Now. I owe you a service, and you are too fucking cute to pass over.”
About a month ago, Polter was possessing a pot-bellied bear daddy, and he lost a bet he made to Felix here to suck him off. Unfortunately, Polter had ‘overstayed his welcome’ without realizing it, and he was unable to control the man he was possessing, and Polter had to fly out of the guy’s mouth after several minutes of the mental wrestling. But did Polter get a kick when that church pastor start to freak out when he saw himself wearing a black leather thong in front of a bunch of horny men before he went trampling out.
“Wait, please, don’t!” Felix whines as Polter took those underpants and pulled them off. Felix, almost close to tears, wince as Bloke paused when he sees Felix’s one inch soft penis.
“Hah, you’re a bit of a thumb drive, huh?” Bloke grins as he reaches and massages Felix’s small dick.
“Please, just, don’t tell-“
“Tell’em what?” Bloke asks, “That I’m about to do THIS?” He drops to his knees and shoves his lips onto Felix’s button cock.
“A-Ahh!” Felix gasps and moans out as Bloke smushes his wet lips on his little penis, staggering and groaning as Bloke snorts and makes out with his member. “O-Ooohhh myyyy gooosh…”
“That’s right.” Bloke grins as he stops and sees the little dicklette start to throb and pulse into size. “A dick’s a dick, and you are just as fucking adorable as your member here. Awweeehhhh” Bloke sticks his tongue out and tickles Felix’s waking cock. He rubs and fondles those balls as well, warming them up in both hands as he goes to town on him.
While those hands rolls and fluff those soft orbs in his hands, the tip of his tongue draws circles around Felix’s stub of a member. His tongue dips into the foreskin and makes the cute nerd moan out as Bloke uses his lips to push over the layer of flesh over the small rod and salivates as he engulfs that portion with his mouth and head bobbing in short dives while ducking in to lick the sides of that tender sac as well, ticking and making Felix laugh adorably from having his most sensitive regions slurped.
“Mmnnyyooyeaaahhh… Huh?” Bloke’s eyes blink into a brown color. Blake gaps as he sees his own hand holding a pair of balls, “The fuck?!” The next thing he knows is the soaked dick before him — some random small penis! “What the ffffFF” Blake’s eyes clench before his face shoves itself forward. His nose inhales sharply while his hands gasp at Felix’s buttocks before Bloke’s eyes reopen to the electric blue color. “MMMMmmhhhh…”
“O-Oh my gosh, a-ahh” Felix presses his back against the wall and huffs as his rod reaches his full length at 3 inches. He looks down and sees a rod-like bulge in Bloke’s pants as well. “Please don’t stop, ahhh”
“Waddn’t planning on it.” Bloke says as he wraps his lips around the small member and starts to slurp on it. His tongue even swerves to scoop up Felix’s sac and rushes and şişli escort races around under the scrotum.
“Oh my gosh, yes, oh God that feels good! Oh, ohhhh.” Felix closes his eyes and moans in heat as puts his hands into Bloke’s hair. He doesn’t know where he met this particular guy, or why he thinks he owes him a blowjob, but the fact this guy digs his small wiener is more than enough to make him stop resisting.
“Mmmhh, you ARE fucking delish.” Bloke snorts like a pig while sucking on the small endowment. He practically milks the cocklette of each spurt of precum as his tongue dances on every spot around it.
“You into anything else?” Bloke asks after he pops that small penis out his mouth and strokes it with only a couple of fingers.
“Oh uh…” Felix blushes as Bloke looks up with those bright bluish eyes. “K-Kinda, but this is good enough…”
“Good enough ain’t good enough.” Bloke then puts his face into Felix’s ‘business’ and starts kissing and laying thick smooches under the small cock around the nuts, “Tell’lme what ya like.”
“O-Ohh, oh my gosh, mmff” Felix whines as he can barely talk, “I-I uh… I-I like it when someone plays with my butt…”
“N-Not like sex, but… I-It gets me so hot when someone just pays attention to it and just plays with it and…” Felix can hardly speak between the very lustful sensations and the embarrassment.
“Then what the fuck are you waiting for???” Bloke scoffs and holds his hands up, “Turn your ass around and let me play with it already!”
“Y-Yes, uh, sir.” Felix then shuffles around and leans against the wall. He instinctively arches his back and presents his ample bottom to- “U-Uhh!” Felix’s jaw drops as that face already shoves right into his wobbling buttcheeks.
“Grrmmhhhrrmmnnrrmm” Bloke growls playfully as he motorboats into Felix’s booty. Both mounds wobble gracefully with every move Bloke does with is head.
“Hohhh my ghaaahhd” Felix feels a rush of heat and lust as he starts to masturbate is little cock.
“Hrmhrmhrmhrrmmmmmmgghhhhhh??!” Blake’s eyes return to their original brown color as he tires to focus. Now all he can feel is an immense warmth from his nose-down. He can’t breathe fresh air, and he smells someone else’s flesh pressed on his face, like all those times he ate out his girlfriend(s).
“MmmHH!” Blake irks and grunts, attempting to pull himself away from the rear end, but it’s like his face is glued to those cheeks. “MM! MM! MM!” All he can do is yank his head a few times, really wobbling Felix’s tushie before his hands grab onto Felix’s hips harshly.
“A-Ahhh,” Felix moans, unaware of Blake’s trying to break away, “Oh my gosh your face feels so good…”
The ghost presses inside Blake’s skull and his eyes close again and the cyan color returns, “Weird…” Bloke mumbles before shrugging and returning to his feast.
“Heh heh heh” Bloke chuckles as he cups both buns with his hands. He bounces and bobs both buns playfully before giving a kiss on either cheek and mushing both cheeks together and framing them with his fingers to force the jello-like hams to form a heart “Ooh, I think your butt is in love with me!”
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god” Felix whines as he whacks off. He jerks off his modest member as his fetish gets hammered hard. The way this guy is bouncing and slapping his butt — not spanking, slapping. His hands pat and bongo both of those mobile buns. He bats and smushes his face into his ass and licks his crack up and down. He’s always wanted a stud like Bloke to just play with his ass like this, and it’s driving him all kinds of crazy! How in the hell did he know how Felix loves his rump getting toyed with??
“Ohhhhhh my gaaahhhhd I’m gonna cum!” Felix pants and moans, “I’m gonna cum.”
“Gotcha. Thanks for the warning.”
“Wha?? I- Whoa!” Before Felix knew it, Bloke forced himself in from the side and starts to nurse and suckle is little dick and slurp loud. “Oh my god, oh god!” Felix moans out as he leans on the side to allow Bloke to get better access.
His hands hold onto Bloke for dear life as Bloke just about milks him for all he’s worth. The way the tongue rolls and almost hugs that petite penis sends Felix over the edge “A-Ahhh! Ohhh! HOHH! Ahhhh!”
Bloke’s cheeks puff as Felix cums hard in his mouth. His hands grasp onto Felix’s jiggly butt just as his eyes go brown again. “MMHllmm! Hmmllmm??!” His mouth is now flooded with something salty and sweet. Repulsed, Blake starts to gag. His lips dribble with cum and spit as he attempts to pull back, but his body just tenses in resistance.
“H-Hey?” Felix looks down, noticing Blake’s odd motions, “Are you ok?”
“MrrrRRRMM!” The phantom forces himself into consciousness again and takes over to gulp down Felix’s load until his lips leave that smooth pelvis and licking the underside of the small rod clean.
“That was fucking great. You weRErrrRRRrrr fucktastic.” Bloke smiles and stutters as he tries to suppress the pressure in his head as he pulls up Felix’s undies, mecdiyeköy escort “Let me get that for ya.” Felix blushes and chuckles as Bloke kisses his Spider-Man package a few times before pulling up Felix’s jeans and standing back up.
“Uh, what about you? You’re still hard. Don’t you-” Felix is interrupted by a very hot kiss. He moans and rubs Bloke’s sides as he loses himself in the thorough lip lock.
Blake forces back in, blinking awake as NOW he’s making out with a MAN! “MM… MM-mm! Mm-MM!” Blake’s insides sink as he feels the chill of the ghost race in his limbs. He squeals and his arms seize around Felix as the poltergeist’s energy spazzes Blake’s legs and pelvis.
“Mmllmm-mmrrmmm” Felix irked awkwardly as Blake starts to hump his front like an electric crazy person, “Mghaah, hheggh, rmmll,”
“Mmggh! Mmggh!” Blake grunts and moans into Felix’s mouth as Blake’s pants rub everywhere on his cock. That, and the wild humping makes him lose track of holding his focus as his member gets pleasured into overdrive. His brows furrow and he clenches his eyes shut as a climax makes its way through.
“MMGHH! MMHH! MMMHHHG” Blake shoves his hips hard on Felix’s lap as a dark blotch forms from the jock jizzing his pants. The forceful and intense orgasm rolls in the afterglow and allows the ghost to loom back over his brain. His brown eyes go back to cyan as Bloke regains his posture.
“Sorry bout that.” He grins at the flustered cutie boy, “Sometimes I just get wild and nuts when I’m with a guy.”
“Heh, ahahehah, yeah, cool, I get it.” Felix nods, still feeling rather awkward
“So.” Bloke cracks his neck a little before patting at Felix’s arms, “Would love stay and get freaky with you, but your pals are waiting for ya. ‘Sides, I got stuff and other guys to do.”
“Ok. But… Any chance we can do this again?? Like, some other time or something?”
“Tell ya what. I come around here bout once a week or two.” Bloke grins as he reaches both hands down and gives a few hard grabs at Felix’s rump, making him grunt and moan a bit with each hard and big pinch between Bloke’s thumbs and four-fingers “If I see ya round here, I’ll drop everything I’m doing and play with your butt some more. It’s fun as fuck!”
“Heh, o-ok…” Felix gets hot in the face as Bloke parts ways.
“Now get outta here and tell your friends you just got your dicked sucked like a fuckin pro.” He lets Felix loose and slaps his rear again.
“O-Ok! See you later!”
“Heh heh, next time, bubble buhhh…” Bloke irks and bobs his head as his face takes on a very awkward and bizarre expression, staggering in his stance as he feels ‘it’ again. “Bubble buuuuuuhhhhtt” Bloke says oddly as his throat lets out a slightly cartoonish tone. He loses focus and flops his face about, coughing some glowing mist before he continues on.
“Ok… Stay cool, Polter. I-I uh mean Bloke.” Bloke mumbles to himself as he strides away, “Stay hold of him, you got this, come on…” Bloke struts down the avenue, “He’s a fuckin jock. They’re not smart. He’s a dumbass. He’s not gonna…”
Bloke frowns as his body undulates wildly. His pelvis thrusts and made his torso curve before his chest puffs out and his arms waggle stiffly in one fluid wave of motion. His mouth chortles like his just at a very weird vegetable as his jaws click and irk and his body jerks and wobbles several times more.
“Uh-oh…” The possessed male utters, right before his eyes roll up as his torso and arms jiggle from a forceful internal reflux.
Blake’s eyes then return to normal color as he looks around, “What the fuck- Where am I?? What-” His torso lurches before his eyes shift back to cyan.
“Oh no ya don’t,” Says Polter’s cocky voice, as he grasps onto a telephone pole, “I’m not gonna… UuuRRrbbbLLL” His eyes roll up again as his head shakes like mad, making him babble with his lips bouncing about.
“Boobb boo-booblaAAAmmuuubbuuawwll! GUUUb babab! BllbbboollUUUbbbRRUH!” Blake yelps out as he fights back into consciousness. He takes a look around and sees the brightly lit gay clubs and raunchy displays around him, “Fuck, you are NOT gonna turn me into some fa… Fah…”
Then his brain feels light-headed again. He knows what’s coming next. He can’t control his body.
His eyes cross as he dons a very toothy shit-eating grin. Out of his control, he turns around and starts grinding the pole into his tighty-packed denim ass.
A few guys walk by, snickering as Black starts playing with his nipples like a horny goofy cartoon. “Whoa, what’s with him?” Asks one of the strangers.
“Probably some stripper on a huge high.”
“Should we get him to a hotel or hospital or something?”
“Naw, he’s just goofing off.” They laugh it off just before Blake snaps out of it, having been fully conscious up to the point where he stops grinding his ass into the pole and looking like an idiot.
“Fffffshit, fuck YYOOU! I am NOT…” Blake clenches his eyes shut and tries to force the ghost out of his body as hard as he can. “GGHHHHH! I’m not taking this…” Blake pants a few times, like he’s trying to take a huge dump. “HHHHHGGGGGG” He clenches and tenses his entire body as he gags forcefully in an attempt to expel the entity.
‘Whoa whoa whoa!’ Polter irks as he feels the human’s willpower start to attack him, ‘I don’t think ya really know what you’re doing, buddy!’
“What- A-Ahh!” Blake, still straining like he’s passing a stone, looks down to see his cock fly out of his zipper and start to shoot off clear piss like a hose! “Ah! Hey!” Blake’s hands go to his cock, but he feels his hands and forearms get cold again as be grabs his member with both hands and start whipping and circling his liquid arch about. Next his lips get cold before he starts whooping out of his check.
“WOOWOOWOOWOOWOOWOOOOOOOO!” Twirling pee spirals for a few giggling spectators, Blake felt enough control to tuck his dick back into his tight pants and irk a few times.
“Ok, playtime’s ovaaAAaaAAGHHH!!” Blake’s mouth gags as a round glowing orb pushes out of his mouth. “Poouughhh! Haagghhh” He makes out the blob of transparent energy wobbling gently in the breeze. Meanwhile, his denim buttcrack springs a bouncy ghostly tail as well. His ass bloops a sound as the phantom’s billowing tail waves and bobs gently behind Blake’s bottom.
In a desperate move, Bloke’s left hand grabs onto his rump and slaps right on the center, right before his other hand clasps onto his mouth. Bloke’s eyes flicker from cyan to brown as he snorts, feeling his anus slurp and his throat rattle as his thighs spazz and wobble, coughing and gurgling as mists of glowing white waft from both his face and his ass.
With his hands clasping onto both ends — his right hand holding in his mouth and his left hand pushing onto his ass — Bloke whips around quickly and rushes into the nearest bar and ducks into the bathroom. He gets the door closed and locks it before the harried fleshie makes it to the mirror.
Suddenly the hard struggle stops abruptly.
“Buaahhhh!” Blake huffs like he couldn’t breathe. Panting, he feels at himself, trying to see if the ghost is no longer possessing him. “Gone? You… What…” He looks up at the mirror and almost yelps as he sees his own reflection grinning at him, complete with cyan colored eyes, “Oh SHIT!”
“I would, but I don’t wanna ruin those pants.” The mirror said in Polter’s voice. The reflection then reaches back and gives a hard spank on his own rear.
“Ow!” Blake yelps before he looks down at his own booty. He didn’t slap his own ass, but it sure as heck somebody spanked it. He glares back at the haunted mirror and notices he’s got some tight clothes on him. His hair is done a little differently too, and his torso is too smooth — he had a treasure trail before, and now it’s gone!
“So how does this work??” Blake barks at the mirror, “You just do the fuck you want? I ain’t some faggot!”
“You are tonight, bonebag.” The reflection smirked, “But I’ll give you credit — usually, a pussy-eating jock like you don’t start fighting back until like 5 AM and shit. You got yourself a strong head.”
“What are you even talking about? A-AhhHHH!” Blake gives a pathetic yelp as he looks down at his shirt — both of his nipples are pushing forward under his shirt, but they feel like they’re being pinched like purple nurples! He looks up to the mirror and sees his reflection has both nipples being yanked by his hands.
“Here’s how it’s gonna go down, fleshie.” Polter says in the mirror, “Turns out, you’re too strong for me to hold your brain for more than a couple hours. So if I can’t control your mind, I just gotta manage you carefully.” He lets go his nipples, letting Blake huff and groan in relief, rubbing his stinging nubs a bit.
“But what the fuck?! I thought I got rid of you!”
“Pffff. What, with the cross gag? Think Jesus on a stick was gonna fuck me off?” Polter scoffed, “I ain’t a demon, jackass! I’m a fuckin poltergeist! Case you’re a bigger dumbfuck than you look, there IS a difference.”
“Fuck off.” Blake retaliated, “This is MY body! You’re trying to steal it, and I’m getting you out of me!”
“Or, and hear me out on this:” Polter holds his hands up in a sort of compromise approach. “You just let me take over completely, and let me have my fun. Sound like a deal?”
“You fuck… And what if I say no?? Am I gonna have to get myself into a church to-” Blake’s eyes widen as the mirror puts his hand into his own pants. Blake then ducks his head to see the front of his jeans wiggle about as his sac feels an invisible hand, “No, nonononOOOOO” Blake squeals as his balls get a hard yet slow yank. His hands duck down and grasp at his nuts, but his reflection in the mirror is still grinning as his hidden hand still torments his testicles. “Fk! FK! Letthefuckgo! Gyyaahhh!”
“Now look. I was all for erasing your memory once this was over. But since you decided to fight back too soon, I’m just gonna have to manage how I can. I can take total control on and off, but now you’re making me have to be jump through some fuckin hoops here!” The mirror then pulls his hand out and then licks his lips and gives Blake a solid stare, “Ready for take two?”
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