Poltergay: Ch. 1 (Sneak Peek)

The Masked Twink's new apartment is haunted by the vengeful spirit of a former pornstar who committed suicide back in the 80's after he contracted AIDS. Now the spiteful spirit wants to possess MT's body so that he can live again and savor the pleasures of the flesh once more. (WARNING!! Story contains graphic descriptions of sexual assault and gore) 

This piece is meant to be one of my first multi-chapter stories where most all of the others were comparatively "short" stories. All of the short stories I write are free to read by everybody (patron or not), but these multi-chapter pieces will only be available in their entirety to patrons paying a dollar or more. That said, this is a sneak peek featuring chapter one for everybody who might be interested in donating to see more. Upon completion, I will also be releasing a PDF format of this and all future multi-chapter stories I write that can be purchased through Gumroad.

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Written by Gregory Hanes

The Haunting Begins

It had been nearly a month since Gregory Hanes (known the world over by his performing title, "The Masked Twink") moved into a new apartment after breaking up with his latest ex-boyfriend. He had hoped this would be a fresh new start to try and get his life back in order after the tiring ordeal he had gone through prior, but unbeknownst to him events were about to unfold which would make the troubling times before seem like a cakewalk by comparison.

  It is the dead of the night and Gregory sleeps alone in his new apartment; all is dark, all is still, and all is silent as a tomb. That is until suddenly the television switches on by itself and begins playing scenes from an old gay porno. One of the men starring in the video is a hot blonde twink with piercing blue eyes. The video plays on as Greg gradually starts to stir in his sleep. As the scene unfolds, the young blonde very slowly licks another man’s rock-hard cock up and down the shaft; savoring the sweet taste of warm man-flesh. The blonde twink smiles a lustful smile and says, 

“Mmm, I want to suck your big hard cock, Daddy.”

Gregory finally awakes to the sound of the television. At first he is groggy and confused, but he grows even more puzzled once he realizes that the TV has somehow come on by itself.

“Huh?! The fuck?! Oh, it’s just the TV. I thought I turned that thing off.” He mutters still half asleep.

Gregory hops out of bed to turn off the television. He is practically nude except for his mask and a pair of skin-tight orange and black spandex briefs. True to the sex-crazed method actor he is, Greg always wears his mask and always goes to bed wearing some manner of fetish clothing; even if he is sleeping alone. He is a nympho, and so Greg's rabid sex-drive keeps him from sleeping unless he satisfies his carnal hunger before bed. The fetish nightwear helps him squeeze out a quick quickie so that he can sleep. It's his sedative. 

Greg picks up the remote from off the floor and switches off the TV. The scene on the screen shows the blonde boy passionately sucking on another man's balls before it all cuts to black. 

“Hot dudes, but I’ve got to get some sleep. I have a pool party shoot to do tomorrow morning, and I’m way too tired to spank it again tonight.”

The Masked Twink plops down onto the bed. He is so exhausted until he doesn't even bother to crawl back under the covers. He just sinks his face into the pillow and drops right off to sleep. However it is not long after Greg has returned to slumber that the TV switches itself on again. 

This time a different scene from a different porn movie plays. It is a vintage film like the last and stars the same sexy blonde twink from before. In the video, he gently kisses upon another man’s neck as he whispers gingerly into his ear, 

“I want to caress every inch of your body.”

Sleepily, Gregory sits up and turns the TV off again mumbling, 

“Damn TV must be broken.”

Greg lays down and soon drifts off to sleep once more. Several minutes pass, before the television clicks itself on yet again with yet another video, different from the last, but featuring the same hot blonde from the two prior. This time he sits in a chair stroking his cock while he playfully pinches and twists his own nipple. He lustfully bites his lip before he moans, 

“You turn me on, baby! I want to pleasure you from head to toe!”

Having been in a lighter sleep than before, Greg quickly rises and leaps from his bed shouting,

“God Damn It!”

Gregory storms over to the television and reaches behind it feeling around for the wall socket. The blonde boy on film continues his seductive invitation crying out, 

“Take Me! Rape Me! Drill Me! I want to feel your cock deep inside me!”

Gregory finally finds and pulls the plug to the TV as the blonde twink utters one more lustful plea as the screen goes black, 

“I want to taste your sweet cum.”

“That ought to shut you up for awhile.” Greg says contently as he starts to walk back to his bed.

Before Gregory can even touch the bed however, the TV clicks on once again. On the screen is a close-up of the blonde boy's face and in a direct deadpan tone he says, 

“I want your big black cock, Gregory.”

A cold chill runs down Greg's spine. Hearing the blonde boy on the television not only address him directly, but by his real name no less, makes him turn quickly and stare at the TV; which is now on again despite being unplugged. In a fearful tone Greg says, 

“What The Fuck?!”

The blonde twink on the television looks straight at Greg as if this was all part of a Cam Show. He smiles with a leering gaze and goes on to say, 

“I want to take your big dick right down to the base! I want to drain every last drop of cum from your balls! I want to pound your sweet chocolate ass till you beg for mercy!"

Greg kneels down close to the screen completely stupefied and says, 

"Am I being punk'd? How the hell is this happening?” 

The blonde boy continues licking his lips and feeling himself, 

“I want your cock! I want your balls! I want your face, your feet, and your tight ass, but most of all, Greg…”

With a sudden explosion of thunderous noise that shakes the room, the blonde boy erupts from the television looming over the Masked Twink as a demonic apparition with glowing red eyes and wails, 

“I WANT YOU!!!”

Scared completely out of his mind, Gregory tries to run away, but an invisible force lifts him off the floor and throws him back into a chair. 

“SHIT!!” He cries aloud as he hurtles through the air.

Greg is dazed but not hurt. He tries to get up to run, but once again he is picked up and thrown by the same invisible force. Greg hits the wall over his bed but instead of falling back on to the floor he sticks there to the wall as if it were flypaper. Greg is helplessly pinned against the wall completely immobilized. Try as he may to move a powerful energy holds him firmly to the wall against his will and against the very laws of physics. 

A shot of fright surges through the Masked Twink's veins as he sees the demonic specter floating there in the middle of the room, and that fright grows only greater when in a flash the demon zooms over in front of him; staring Greg dead in the eyes. 

"No! NO!!" Greg screams.

Gregory struggles with all his might as the ghostly twink places his spectral hand upon his head. It is no use however, for fight all he may Greg cannot move, and soon he finds he cannot speak, for with great force the demon twink plunges his ghostly cock into Gregory's mouth and deep down his throat. The demonic blonde laughs a creepy laugh as he vigorously violates the Masked Twink's face plunging his cock balls-deep down Greg's esophagus. 

“Take me! Take all of me! Take It To The Base, You Bitch!!” The ghost yells.

The Masked Twink is helpless as the blonde ghost viciously face-fucks him. Though the ghost is not made of corporeal matter its astral body gives off an energy force strong enough to cause poor Greg to choke on the ghost dick slamming against the back of his throat. Although only ten minutes of this frightful nightmare have passed so far, for Gregory, it's felt like hours before the supernatural rapist finally cries out,

“I’m Cumming!!” 

The ghost lets out with another monstrous wail as it shoots a gusher of puke-green slime down the back of Gregory's throat. The discharge of this bitter "ecto-semen" is so copious until a fair degree sprays out from the sides of Greg's mouth. The ghost then floats away and disappears laughing at the Masked Twink's disgust and humility. Gregory's eyes water heavily as he violently coughs up the putrid slime that rushed into his windpipe.

Before Greg can truly comprehend all that's just happened to him, he is again thrown across the room; this time crashing into the TV. The ghost reappears floating over him and cheekily boasts, 

“Do you like my taste, Stud?!”

Greg has no time to react before the same invisible force takes hold of him again and throws him up against the ceiling where he finds himself once more pinned and unable to move. With a gesture of the demon boy's hand, Gregory's orange and black undies ignite and are burned off his body with a spontaneous flurry of flames. Greg cries out, for though the fire dissipates quickly it still managed to lightly singe the tender flesh of his precious manhood. Sweat starts to form on Greg's brow as the terrible demon slowly glides up toward him, and with a demented smile the specter says,

“Now it’s your turn, Big Man."

The ghost floats down so he's just beneath Greg's dangling man-meat, and with nary a word the demon clasps the head and shaft of Greg's cock in its ghostly mouth. The Masked Twink is yet again helpless as the blonde ghost sucks on his now rock-hard cock as if it were a flesh-covered Popsicle. The feeling is both strange and sensational; for despite the ghost not having an actual body, Greg can still feel a great suction tugging on his meat-pistol, and instead of the moist feeling of wet saliva there is an odd but pleasing tingling sensation which excites all the nerves in his groin. Greg quickly becomes lost in the sensation as his eyes roll back into his head. He almost forgets how scared he is. 

The horny spirit simply gorges itself on Gregory's manhood; savoring every inch of his lance. Sweat begins to rain down from Greg's face. He groans and moans loudly as his body tenses and strains from the suction applied to his genitals and the pressure building in his loins. 

“Give me your cum! Cum For Michael!” The ghost's voice echoes from everywhere in the room.

The moment has come. Greg cannot hold it back anymore. He grunts and groans like a wild beast as he finally blows his load. The ghost tightly grips Gregory’s shaft, holding his mouth open wide just below the bellend letting the Masked Twink's cream shoot straight down into his throat. The ghost smiles with satisfaction and gives Gregory's quivering cock a playful smack before disappearing once more.

Greg is now exhausted in addition to being frightened. Suddenly, he is thrown by the invisible force back down onto his bed where he then hears the ghost’s voice echoing overhead, 

"Was it good for you too? Ha! Ha! Ha!”

Burned out from the ordeal, Greg slips into unconsciousness right then and there. Some time later, he suddenly awakes in his bed laying beneath the sheets as if nothing had happened. It's quiet and all is as it should be.

Gregory sits in his bed and ponders heavily trying to make sense of what he's feeling. He places his hand upon his brow and says,

“Was that all just a dream? Fuck! I need to stop watching that weird fetish shit before bed!”

Composing himself, Greg lays back down still holding his head as he attempts to calm his nerves, but the calming silence is broken when the television abruptly switches itself on. There is no output; there is only static and white noise. The very sound of the television causes Greg to sit up in his bed. With terror in his eyes he shouts, 

“Oh No!”

Before Greg can move, several bloody decayed arms spring up through his mattress and grab him as his covers are snatched from the bed by an unseen force. The hellish hands grip him by his arms, legs, and hips holding him down. Greg tries to cry out for help but one of the hands covers his mouth muffling his cries. Two more hands pop out near his crotch and snatch at his undies ripping them apart to expose his massive black cock and balls. Things continue to grow worse and worse; for one of those hands then proceeds to aggressively finger Greg's supple ass while the other strokes his cock until it is fully erect. In spite of all his struggling, Gregory cannot escape. His face is gripped by fearful pain and reluctant pleasure.

The walls and furniture of his apartment dissipate and Greg soon finds himself deep within a fiery chasm surrounded by flames and towering stone pillars. Suddenly there comes an eerie low rumbling growl which resounds throughout the chasm. From the infernal depths, an immense leechlike creature emerges and roars showing its titanic teeth. The creature looms over the Masked Twink centering its gaze upon his vulnerable crotch and rock-hard cock. The voice of the ghostly blonde can then be heard echoing from all around, 

“Mine!” 

With his mouth still muffled by the corpse hand, Gregory tries to plea, 

“No! No!! NO, PLEASE!! NOT THAT!!!”

The creature seems to smile and then roars as it lunges down toward the helpless model. With a spine-chilling crunch, it bites down on Gregory's fully exposed groin sinking it's mammoth fangs deep into his flesh. The Masked Twink's screams remain muffled by the hand as blood sprays and splatters everywhere. 

A flood of indescribable pain washes over Greg before he suddenly wakes up screaming in his bed. Gregory finds himself once more sitting nestled under his sheets with all seemingly normal. There is no monster...no fiery chasm...his genitals are still intact; it is as if none of it ever happened, and yet it couldn't have been a dream for it felt too real. The extreme agony he felt was not merely imagined, but still there were no physical signs of anything he had experienced. Gregory sinks his face into his palms and sighs, 

“What the fuck is going on?!”

READ CHAPTER 2 HERE...https://www.patreon.com/posts/poltergay-ch-2-27472268