Page 14 of Taunting the Ghost

So far, assuming the ghost was real, it hadn’t tried to kill or eat them. No, it kept trying to make them do gay shit?

“If there is a ghost, this’ll entice him to show himself, don’t you think?”

“Are you crazy?” Caleb hissed, then caught himself. “I mean, ghosts aren’t real. You’re just looking for an excuse to use the dildo.”

“You’re the one who keeps blaming the ghost,” Isaac said with a small smirk. Like he knew something Caleb didn’t.

WAIT. Was Isaac the one pranking him this whole time? Not the ghost?

Caleb did like a good prank…

And if Isaac was just trying to help take Caleb’s mind off his sudden break up then…it was working. Caleb had barely spared it a thought. He’d been so obsessed with the ghost and the mysteriously moving dildo, he hadn’t thought about the breakup at all.

He should be sad, shouldn’t he? Just like Isaac had been. But instead he just felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

Isaac was a good bro. Shit like this was why they had each other’s backs.

Was that what this all was? Isaac was just trying to get them back to where they’d been before the girlfriends. Before they’d had to limit their time together and put the girls first.

“Fine,” Caleb said gruffly. “Nothing better to do.”

“I knew you wouldn’t let me down,” Isaac said, eagerly spreading the lube on the dildo.

Oh hell. He was serious. Fine. This was fine. Caleb would jerk off and get the relief he needed. Isaac would experiment and it would all be fine. Completely fine.

So of course, it was also fine if he stroked himself and watched as Isaac worked the lube onto the dildo like he was stroking a real dick. It was fine when Isaac threw a leg over the armrest to open himself up. He didn’t stare as Isaac stroked himself with one hand, and slid the dildo under his balls with the other. Searching with the tip for-

“Ah,” Isaac gasped. A soft noise that went straight to Caleb’s cock.

“Put on a show for the ghost,” Caleb said, to hide his body’s instant reaction.

“Yeah,” Isaac agreed, without missing a beat, sliding it in deeper.

The power may be out, but the light from the fire meant that Caleb could see everything. The way the dildo disappeared, inch by inch, into Isaac’s ass.

How Isaac slowly pumped it in and out, hissing, “Ah, it’s a tight fit.”

Caleb bit his lip. Hard.

Precum gathered on the tip of his cock, enough for him to smear it with his thumb.

“Did you have to bring such a big one?” Isaac asked.

I’ll show you a big one, Caleb thought, almost wishing Isaac was using Caleb’s cock to try pegging with for the first time. But that would be gay. And his girlfriend would kill- Caleb cut off that thought. She was his ex-girlfriend; he had to stop forgetting that.

“The ghost did,” Caleb said, playing along and ignoring the shiver of fear down his spine.

“Think the ghost is still watching?” Isaac said, as if he believed the ghost was real.

“Yeah, I bet the bastard is enjoying this,” Caleb said.

“Bet he’s watching and wishing we’d hurry up,” Isaac said. “Bet we’re making him want to touch.”

Was Isaac talking about a hypothetical ghost, or Caleb?

“Don’t taunt the ghost, bro,” Caleb said, glancing around like he expected to see someone watching.

The dildo was so deep. And Isaac enjoyed it? Fuck, he’d never thought he’d be so happy to be dumped. Or for Isaac to be dumped.