Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Halloween (M+, magic, gay)
Date: 31 Oct 1995 01:42:36 GMT

			      Halloween

	"Colder than a witch's titty," is a phrase I've never liked.
Morgan's a high priest in a coven and his chest is so warm, even thru
his thick, brown fur that, well... maybe it's not actual heat, but he
does get me hot and keep me warm. When I start chewing on his tits he
gets real hot! Since he is a witch I asked him his plans for
Hallowe'en.

	"Hallowe'en," explained Morgan, as he lay in my arms with his
beard brushing my chest, "Is the night when the worlds of the living
and the dead are closest together, so in the Craft we have rituals to
communicate with those on the other side."

	"Can anybody physically cross the barrier and return?" I
asked.

	"There are a few accounts that go back about 2000 years, but
our tradition doesn't validate them," he smirked. "I've read of a
technique, but have no idea if it's ever been accomplished."

	I should have been content to lie there with my arms around
him kneading his thick fleshy nipples, flicking the rings, but I
couldn't help to think about Andrew (with the most beautiful ass I'd
ever fucked!) Paul (with his red hair and playfully shy, sweet smile),
Carl (with his thick grey fur and big, fat cock) and told Morgan I
wanted to try it. It would be enough to communicate with old friends,
but if there's sex on the other side all the better.

	When Morgan told me about "the Great Rite" that would be
necessary I said that even if it didn't work it would be worth the
try. It would take a huge amount of energy to pass the barrier in such
a fashion. Only a great deal of sexual energy could have a chance to
do it.

	"You're too eager and willing," he told me. "With witches that
can be dangerous."

	But his curiosity was aroused and over the next few days he
set it up. When Hallowe'en actually came he asked me if I still
wanted to go through with it.

	When I said yes he told me to come to his place and follow
certain instructions.

	His house looked dark outside, but the front door was
unlocked. As he'd instructed, I went in and saw a lit candle. I went
to it, and saw another. I took off all my clothes at the first candle
and walked to the next. There I spotted a third candle which brought
me to a basement staircase. I descended into a dark haze of incense,
and at the bottom of the stairs another candle beckoned me to a small,
bare room dimly lit by one candle next to a blindfold.

	I put on the blindfold and sat with my back to the door.
Feeling naked and vulnerable, my cock started stiffening. I heard
doors at a distance opening and closing, chanting and bells in
hypnotic rhythms. Was anybody watching me sitting there, getting hard?

	An unfamiliar voice told me to "Come." I followed the command
which led me closer to the bells and the lulling voices. I knew now
that I was being watched naked and erect, my cock getting harder and
harder.

	"To the East!" The voice called and I followed. While someone
invoked Gods of the Air I felt myself being blown on. Nobody touched
me but I could feel streams and puffs of breath all over my body.
Maybe I was just more conscious there, but it felt as if my ass, my
balls, and my nipples were getting most of the attention.

	"To the South!" I turned to the voice as it called to gods of
fire and walked forward through heat (candles? lighters? incense
sticks?) it seemed I was surrounded, not quite touched by flames. At
one point when I seemed to cross through a ring of fire somebody held
a flame just below my balls and behind to keep my moving. The heat
made my balls relax, but I pulled them up tight to keep from burning.

	"To the West!" I followed the summons to water gods and
stepped into a broad pan of water. Gentle warm streams bathed me. With
all the incense I couldn't tell from the smell if I was being pissed
on, but I just felt hotter and harder.

	"To the North!" The voice called upon Gods of the earth and as
I followed I was suddenly enveloped in such a mix of flesh and...
leather? fabrics? iron? There were too many touches and textures to
sort out.

	"To the center!" Now brought to the floor, my limbs grabbed
and carried, I was spread eagled in mid-air by unknown hands and
gently brought down so that my ass fell right onto a well-lubed cock.
Fucking. They lifted me up and down while the dick pumped my ass and I
could feel another body sliding down under and into me. Pumping.
Fucking. There were two cocks up inside my ass now fucking in
different rhythms, sometimes back and forth, sometimes together.
Fucking and pumping. My body started shuddering and as I opened my
mouth to groan it was filled with a hard dick. Sucking and fucking and
pumping. I wanted to grab the balls banging the side of my chin, but
my hands were still restrained. Held down fucking and sucking and
pumping. Another cock joined the one in my mouth. Sucking fucking
pumping eating.

	While I was getting double fucked at either end my arms were
brought down to my side and two big, greasy dicks started fucking my
armpits. Sucking and fucking and pounding and eating and stroking and
pumping.

	Then my hands were brought up and I could feel ball sacs in
each hand, and then I felt cocks and asses before I figured out that
there were a couple of guys fucking while I was groping a couple at
either side. Sucking and fucking groping and pounding and fondling and
grabbing eating and stroking and pulling and pumping.

	Then I felt tongues teasing my nipples, and a mouth on my
cock. Sucking and fucking groping and pounding and biting and fondling
and grabbing eating and stroking and pulling and licking and thrusting
and pumping. In the middle of more than I could take I lost it.

				* * *

	     I felt like I was turned inside out.

				* * *

	    Floating/falling in a vacuum of space.

				* * *

	I saw/felt Andrew. More beautiful than ever. The same cocky
smile, the light black fuzz around his nipples, his chest, strong, but
not quite defined with a softly masculine invitation to caress his
tits, his sweetly pointed little nipples, the pubic hair, thick at his
balls and up the crack of his ass, his beautiful, perfectly rounded
tight butt. You don't belong here I heard/felt him say quizzically,
but it's great to see you.

	Then I realized that he was perfect. None of the blemishes
he'd lived with. His skin was clearer than it had ever been in life,
his eyes clearer, his legs went up even faster and I joined him.
Holding him in this unphysical dimension I felt him with senses not
like touch but so much clearer. I held him. My hands caressed his body
where there were no hands, no body. but I held him in a feeling of
completion unlike anything I've ever felt before.

	When I slid my cock (no cock) up his ass (no ass) I was deep
inside him in ways impossible in flesh. We were deeply joined and a
rhythm of union opened my even further and deeper into him.

	Instantly I had my mouth at his ass. It had been the most
heavenly ass on earth and now heavenly indeed tasting eating tongue-
fucking shoving my face my whole head up inside him. All the pleasures
of sex fucking sucking rimming without any physical limitation.

	And Steven came and joined us with his big hard dick (without
his scars) with his beard full and his teeth perfectly straight and
his cock up my ass and him coming deeper inside me while I came deep
into him.

	Paul floated in and joined us, his furry body (no body) full
and strong, his red-furred balls growing in my mouth while Steven
sucked his cock. More and more the spirits joined in, each an ethereal
light of ectoplasm flesh/non-flesh joining in a growing pulsing rhythm
of sucking and fucking groping and pounding and biting and fondling
and grabbing eating and stroking and pulling and licking and thrusting
and pumping and explosions of light and cum and...

	 ... a dark scented room full of flesh and grease and jizm.
Solid fleshy bodies pouring spunk all over me and in me. Sore and
tired I could feel them slowly, gently disengaging. Thick strong
fingers released my blindfold and Morgan kissed my mouth.

	Twenty six hands stroked my body in a gentle massage, sponged
the fluids and grease off of me, and thirteen mouths kissed me as the
energy was drawn off and released. We snuggled and kissed and sucked
and fucked through the night. And we felt the presence of our lovers
and friends joining us now on this side through this magical night
until the circle was opened at dawn.