Gay Magicians' Halloween
by Josh Dugan
 
It was the best Halloween party I had ever been to -- magicians, mostly nude,
all guys, all gorgeous, all gay. You had to show up not only as a monster, but
you had to be the monster. That was cool. I guess I never knew how cool these 
young magicians were, but they were the real thing, that's for sure! They had 
imagination. 

The party was alive with arousal, sharp with the arousing tang of young male 
bodies and full of laughter and aroused body contact. A few guys came as 
Superman, for instance. So nice and muscular, looking so good, and in some 
cases dancing with each other. Same with the Spiderman guys -- and I was 
really turned on by the guy that came as Six-Armed Spiderman, but then I have 
a weakness for long, muscular arms!

There were beautiful, broad-shouldered, long-haired mermen in the pool,
plunging beneath the water and splashing majestically in powerful leaps above
the water, chasing each other and spawning.

The centaurs had everyone turned on -- their powerful torsos sprouting
beautifully from glistening stallion bodies. Guys with huge hardons kept
climbing on the centaurs' horsebacks and trying to ride them, arms about their
shoulders and torsos, and as a result the centaurs were so turned on they
could hardly walk. Some of them were unable to control their huge horse
hardons, and mounted each other madly and endlessly, sweat running down their 
muscular necks, shoulders and backs as they strained to kiss each other while 
their horse bodies mated.

Of course, everyone had penises -- immense, pendulous, heavy, juicy penises,
penises that got in the way and tangled among all the long-muscled legs of the
men. 

One guy turned heads by having with three huge penises, and before you
knew it other guys copied the idea -- which made the party a little out of
control, because no one could resist sucking down a set of three or four
penises one after the other. I never heard so much groaning and laughter and
screaming with pleasure! It was great, because having your third or fourth
hardon sucked down was such a turnon that by the time they were all finished,
the first ones got huge again and had to be sucked down again!

I guess some guys were inspired by the centaurs to some extent, but maybe
cheated a little, having four human legs, but when they started doing the
multiple-penis thing it was cool, because they could have these huge clusters
of penises between each pair of legs. I had to laugh, because it was kind of
like milking time in the barn, and very sexy as the guys worked at sucking
down as many huge hardons as they could. 

Everyone was really sweating, which made their bodies and muscles really 
gleam, and that just seemed to turn everyone on more. Before long, most of the 
guys' breath reeked with that pungent come smell, mixed with the sweet gentle 
scent of wine on their breath, and we all started getting full and sleepy, 
simply from physical and sexual exhaustion, but it was hard to stop, with all 
the guys so turned on and incredibly hung like that.

I awoke once, in the middle of the night, and in the dim light heard the
pleasant sound of sleeping young men breathing deeply, and cast my eye about 
the mountains of sprawling, entwined male bodies. Sure enough, I felt about 
three or four tingles as my hardons started up again, but I just quietly
sucked them down myself, so as not to awaken anybody.