Page 10 of Taunting the Ghost

They’d been having a real moment before it was all ruined. Both dumped within days of each other, Caleb knew they’d both secretly needed some comforting.

But was it ruined by the ghost? Or by Caleb.

He knew which one he wanted it to be. No matter how terrifying.

Otherwise it meant some part of him had enjoyed the kiss with Isaac. Which was impossible.

They needed space. That was why Caleb had disappeared into the shower. The power was on, the place had hot water, so why not? And no, he was not running away.

Besides, it gave them both time to get rid of their matching boners.

The relief he felt as the warm water ran down his body was instant. This was familiar. Running to a private shower at the first sign of a boner was what he always did.

Habit from when he was younger and getting inconvenient boners at the most ridiculous times. Like after he’d wrestled a stronger opponent to the ground. Or after a good hard workout in the gym with the guys.

He didn’t waste any time, taking himself in hand and letting out a groan of relief. Thick and heavy with anticipation, it didn’t take long for him to get fully hard.

His mind instantly went to his girlfriend and the threesome. It was unbelievable that he’d missed the chance of a lifetime.

He wasn’t complaining. He’d choose Isaac every time. But, would he have been able to handle it if the girls were more interested in each other than him? He wasn’t as into girl-on-girl porn like his teammates. He loved closeups of a massive cock splitting them open.

If he couldn’t see the cock, then what was the point?

Maybe… maybe Isaac was onto something with his devil’s three-way. Caleb loved cheering other men on.

A memory swam into focus, from when they’d first moved in together. Isaac had left his bedroom door open a crack. He’d had his girlfriend bent over his bed - his preferred way to fuck, he’d said.

Caleb hadn’t meant to stop and stare, but the glimpse through the door had mesmerized him. Isaac’s tight ass clenched as he pounded her hard and fast. The muscles on his back had rippled with every thrust and every time he adjusted his grip.

The insane urge to walk in and touch Isaac’s ass and watch that cock destroy her ass had almost won.

Until she’d asked Isaac to slow down.

He remembered the indignation he’d felt. He’d never ask Isaac to slow down.

Okay, so maybe he should have given in to his girlfriend’s demand for a three-way with two men. But he would have only agreed if it was Isaac.

Except… something about the thought filled him with fear. He didn’t know what he was so afraid of.

It was different from his fear of ghosts, which was perfectly rational. What did he have to fear from watching Isaac fuck a girl? It didn’t make sense.

Isaac’s girlfriend would have never let him join anyway. So they would have ended up here no matter what.

But… what if she had?

Caleb’s strokes sped up, clenching hard on the upstroke.

He could hear Isaac’s voice in his ear, saying how badly he wanted to feel two cocks sliding against each other as they fucked a hole.

What if Caleb had been brave? What if Isaac had walked in while Caleb was with his girlfriend? Would Isaac compliment Caleb’s cock? Would he make the same sound as he had when he’d gotten a face full of Caleb’s cock?

What if the ghost had acted at that moment? What if they’d been pushed together? A hand on Caleb’s ass, squeezing and guiding him forward. Isaac’s soft impressed noise smothered by Caleb’s cock. Those chapped lips running up and down Caleb’s shaft.

The ghost would guide Isaac’s head so he took Caleb’s cock into his mouth. The ghost would keep pushing and pushing until Isaac’s nose was buried in the messy and wet curls around his cock. Swallowing and moaning and showing how grateful he was for everything Caleb did for him.

He could almost feel it, the ghostly fingers on his ass, sliding down and in and-

Fuck, what was wrong with him? He couldn’t- He shouldn’t- It was so wrong. He was supposed to be helping Isaac, not taking advantage.