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The Adventures of Dave And Marc - Part I, Halloween Night (Trick or Treat) The Adventures of Dave and Marc Halloween Night: Trick or Treat By: Marcus R. 10/21/97 ********************************************************************** Attending the annual Halloween Ball, I learn that life at this conservative school isn't as boring as I thought, and that everything isn't as it might appear to be on the surface. ********************************************************************** One of the very best times to be had during the school year at my Alma Mater is the annual Halloween masquerade ball. It is at this time of the year that the usually conservative campus sheds its mantle of boredom and lets loose - if even for just a short time. This past Halloween, I made it my personal goal to get head from a masked stranger before the ball was over; I know it seems like a rather childish and lunatic thing to do but the idea of getting head from a perfect stranger has always been a fantasy of mine and one which I decided was long overdue to become reality. As the week of the gala event drew to a close, my roommate David, a rather nice Fellow, considering he is a jock and a member of the rugby team, announced that I would have the dorm room to myself for the weekend, as he was going to be going home to visit his folks. On Friday afternoon as he departed, David wished me luck in my "quest". I had shared my goal with him the previous week, during one of our infrequent drinking contests. With David gone, I set about getting my costume ready for the following evening. I wanted a costume which would be both noticeable in a crowd, and which would accentuate my swimmer's build to the fullest. Why I ended up choosing the Batman costume should be obvious; the fact that I managed to rent a very realistic costume added to my hopes of fulfilling my goal that evening, although in truth I never thought I stood a chance of having that dream come true. Arriving at the ball early, I was rather disappointed to find that most of the people attending had chosen to wear rather pathetic costumes which easily revealed their identity. It wasn't until nearly midnight that a worthy participant for my little scheme finally showed up. Entering the hall, a very tall figure with long wavy blond hair and curves in all the right places sauntered over to where I was standing and, placing a leather gloved arm around my shoulder, leaned close to "meow" in my ear. WOW, what a turn on... Cat Woman in person had put in an appearance complete with hooded face mask and an authentic leather Cat Woman suit. Of course everybody in the room thought that we had planned this meeting, but I was at a complete loss as to the identity of the individual, as I had taken great pains to keep my costume a secret, even from my best friends - besides which, they were all there with me at the ball - in rather disappointing garb though. Dancing with this tall beautiful stranger (well at least her hair was beautiful - her face being hidden behind the full Cat Woman hood), I tried my best to learn her identity but all I could get out of her was the occasional "meow" and the odd "hiss". As the night turned to early morning I asked my Cat Woman if she'd care to go back to my bat cave with me. I could tell by her purring and the way she rubbed her leather clad cheek against my neck and shoulders that she was more than willing to join me. Back in the bat cave, my Cat Woman wasted little time letting me know that she was hot for my "Bat". Rubbing her body up and down my own tingling body, Cat Woman used her hands to massage my back and torso, occasionally using her false claws to rake my eager flesh through my costume. Finally, kneeling before me in the soft glow of a few strategically placed candles, Cat Woman took it upon herself to fulfill my fantasy without yet having said a single word to me. Freeing my eight inch tool from my the tight confines of my costume, Cat Woman wasted no time in getting to the task at hand. Cradling my aching balls in her gloved hands, I fought to stifle my cries of ecstasy as I suddenly felt a wonderfully warm and soft pair of lips slip over my glistening cock head and slide southward over my engorged shaft. That this Cat Woman was enjoying the scene as much as me was evidenced by the loud purring sound emanating from her throat as she eagerly sought to stuff my tool deep in her novice throat. I say novice because, although Cat Woman was giving me her all, it was quite apparent that she had very little, if any, experience in these matters. Of course, the thought that I may be getting head from not only a total stranger but perhaps a virgin to boot turned me on even more. I wish that I could say that I lasted forever and that I ended up spending the night with Cat Woman, but neither was the case. I, unfortunately, came after about ten minutes, and then, after swallowing my hot cum and smiling up at me from her kneeling position on the floor, Cat Woman managed to slip back into the night almost before I realized that she was planning on fleeing the scene. Almost a month went by and I had pretty much giving up any hope of finding out the identity of my Cat Woman. Sure, I saw her as every pretty tall blonde I saw on campus but the truth was that I really had no idea who it was that had fulfilled my fondest desires on Halloween night. Then, four weeks later, after having been out at the pub with my roommate David, I made a discovery which at first shocked and then amazed me. Running into the dorm ahead of my roommate, I decided to raid David's army trunk for additional spirits. Pushing aside clothes, videos, books and other personal items in my search for a bottle, I noticed what I thought was a tuft of blond hair sticking up from what could only be a false bottom in the trunk. Since Dave was in the other room and busy flicking between television stations, I took the time and pried up the cover of the hidden compartment. Well, I don't honestly know what I thought I'd find hidden in Dave's trunk, but I certainly didn't expect to find what I did. Hidden deep in the trunk was a beautiful long blonde wig, several gay magazines and, most shocking of all, a leather Cat Woman suit. With the shocking truth slowly dawning on me, I didn't hear David come into the room and damned near jumped out of my skin when he called my name. I felt guilty and angry all at the same time and didn't know what to say to David. I guess he was equally confused and pretty upset as he looked like he was about to cry. Finally, facing me, David begged me to keep his secret and to forgive him for having been so deceptive towards me. I guess I was pretty shook up because I just nodded and said that I didn't want to talk about it. We didn't really say anything else at this point and we both retreated to our own rooms. After trying unsuccessfully for two hours to get to sleep, I finally dozed off to a semi-conscious state. I couldn't help but think about everything that had happened and my mind kept returning to Halloween night as I tried to reconcile the fact that my Cat Woman had in fact been my roommate David. Replaying the Halloween incident over in my mind, with the knowledge that it had been Dave in the leather suit with a blonde wig and padding to aid in his disguise, I was surprised to find that the memory of this encounter still held a certain fascination for me and I was really surprised, waking from my semi-conscious thoughts, to find that I had been stroking a very firm and erect hard-on while replaying the scene in my dreams. Finally, unable to sleep at all, I got up, put on my robe and went out into the common room to watch a little television. I guess that David was having an even harder time sleeping as he was already in one of the armchairs staring miserably at a snowy television screen - without cable we weren't able to get any clear reception half the time and really used the set more for renting movies. Man, I'd never seen anyone look so miserable, and I decided right there that David and I had been too good of roommates to end on such bad terms. Going over to him, I punched Dave on the shoulder in a friendly manner and told him to forget it, that I wouldn't tell anyone his secret. Going to the fridge I called over my shoulder to see if Dave wanted a beer and was glad to hear his voice take on a less distressed tone as he answered in the affirmative. After staring at the fuzzy picture on the tube for five minutes, I said to Dave that I wished the hell we had some videos to watch as the reception on the TV was the pits. Without thinking, Dave started to say that he had a couple of videos and then cut himself short. Looking at him a little puzzled, I asked why he had stopped what he was saying in mid-sentence. Blushing like I would never have believed a Jock could blush, Dave mumbled that he had a video but that it wasn't really my kind of video. With the realization that Dave had a gay porno tape hidden in his trunk I laughed out loud and told him that he was a pervert. Then, feeling better with a second beer half consumed, I told him to go ahead and put his video in if he wanted. I told him that if I was going to have a gay roommate that I guessed that I should at least know what I might be walking in on someday. David hesitated again but I told him to go get his bloody movie and put it on. That David was feeling uncomfortable with this didn't bother me at all as I felt that after deceiving me, he deserved to be a little uncomfortable. Sitting there drinking beer with Dave, I watched in an amused sort of way as the video started with the typical porno music setting the mood of the film. As it turned out, this particular video centered around the exploits of a hotel bellboy and his oral pursuits. Taking a young salesman to his room, the movie started with the bellboy receiving a hundred dollar tip for carrying up the guy's luggage. Feeling guilty for having accepted such a large tip the bellboy returned to the room fifteen minutes later to return the money, only to be greeted by the salesman at the door in a towel, soaking wet from the shower. What a lame plot I said to David, I think everyone knows what's going to happen next. Surprise, surprise, I was right, the bellboy, it seemed would ends up keeping the tip but earning it in other ways. Sitting there watching the opening of this film, I wasn't at all surprised at the plot but was somewhat taken aback when after having sucked for a while on the salesman's prick, the bellboy pulled out his own tool revealing a mammoth tool at least nine thick inches in length. The salesman then ended up stroking the bellboy to a mild orgasm and the scene ended. Looking over at David I remarked that I didn't know that gay movies employed special effects. Looking puzzled, David asked me what the hell I was talking about. Come on Dave, I said, how many bellboys do you think would be hung like that? Remarking that he seemed to recall that I wasn't all that much smaller, Dave managed to shut me up momentarily. Looking back at the screen, the bellboy was now at the door of the honeymoon suite delivering a message to the bridegroom that his bride had taken off with an old boyfriend. Understanding that the bridegroom would be royally pissed, the bellboy shut the door behind him and asked if there is anything he can do to help. Whipping around with his robe open in front of him and a very erect cock in his hand, the groom shouts to the bellboy that no there isn't unless he wants to take care of what his wife hadn't. Well, guess what, the bellboy did want and was on his knees in front of the bridegroom within seconds masterfully sucking an erection even larger than his own massive tool. Grabbing the bellboy by the hair the groom moaned on the screen as the bellboy was shown up close licking and nibbling at a fleshy mushroom capped shaft of enormous proportions. Watching this tongue action, I was surprised to find my own cock twitching as it grew hard and long under cover of my robe. Then, as the two hung men on screen moved into a hot 69er, I laughingly asked Dave what he thought the odds were of finding two cocks like that in one room. Smiling, David told me that it wouldn't do me any good to be jealous. Hey, I cried, I'm not jealous, I'm perfectly happy with what I have, after all eight inches isn't exactly small. Replying that he supposed that was true, Dave grinned and said that while eight was enough a lot of guys would kill to have his eleven inches. Now I really laughed, a deep belly laugh that hurt my side. Man, I told David, isn't it enough that I find out that you're gay, don't tell me you're delusional as well. Turning his attention back to the movie, Dave told me that he wasn't delusional and that he'd be willing to bet me that he had a bigger cock than either of the two guys on screen. Picking up the clicker, Dave paused the film just as the bride groom was running his tongue along the bellboy's glistening shaft and the picture froze with the groom's tongue trailing a line of glistening precum up from the bellboy's massive erection. Okay wise guy, I was told, what are you willing to bet that I have at least ten inches of cock here? I don't know whether it was the beer talking or just the excitement of being back on good terms with Dave, but I found myself saying that Dave could set the price and I'd be willing to pay if he measured up... knowing full well that I'd never have to pay. That David's choice of payment was for me to allow him to repeat the scene from Halloween should I lose wasn't really that big a shock, I suppose, given how he had been looking at me after pausing the video, but what was a huge shock was the fact that I lost the bet. Using a tape measure from my toolbox, I couldn't believe my eyes when Dave parted his robe to reveal a gigantic phalanx that ended up measuring a whopping eleven and a quarter inches long and two and a half wide. The head alone was massive with huge beads of precum oozing forth as it was pumped up from his golf ball sized nuts. Okay, yes I lost the bet, but as it turned out I actually gained a lot more than I lost. David got to repeat his fellatio on bent knees but minus the Cat Woman suit and wig and I discovered that even knowing that it was David there before me, that I rather enjoyed the scene. Okay, so I'm lying a little; I really didn't rather enjoy the scene. The simple truth is that looking down at David sucking my cock wasn't like I remembered it being with the Cat Woman. It was better, much better. As David gazed up into my eyes with his tongue trailing over my stiffening member, something happened inside of me and I suddenly found myself wanting Dave to take me deeper and deeper into his hot throat. Caressing his head and shoulders, I reveled in the sight of this jock sucking my glistening rod and watched in fascination as the bellboy on video deep- throated yet another happy hotel guest. I suppose you wouldn't be surprised to hear that when I came down David's throat I was suddenly racked with feelings of guilt and disgust as many guys are that succumb to the temptation of man to man lust. To be honest, that wouldn't have surprised me either. But, like everything else that evening, I surprised myself in this regard too, falling not into despair over what I had just allowed to have happened, but falling instead to my knees, kissing David on the lips and then pushing him back to lunge hungrily at his massive cum-filled sausage. At some point while David was mouthing my organ some primeval instinct inside me clicked on and I found myself not only enjoying my first gay experience but also wanting to participate to a fuller extent. David was definitely surprised as I ran my tongue tentatively along his huge barrel of a cock, but surprise quickly turned to joy as he realized that I was definitely getting into sucking his wonderful cock. Moaning and running my hands up and over my pal's abs and chest and then back down to caress his muscular thighs, I closed my eyes and reveled in the scent and flavor of the pulsating shaft pressing against my aching tongue. I couldn't believe how hot this was; I had never dreamed of being with a guy but now that I was here I knew that it was right for me. Looking up into David's pale blue eyes I smiled and thanked him for sharing his secret with me. Taking the huge head of David's monster into my hot mouth, I nodded affirmatively when he asked me if I liked sucking on his cock and nodded even more fervently when asked if I'd like him to fuck my mouth. Standing up, David stood before me as I got into a kneeling position and then, before I knew what he was going to do, I suddenly felt David slap his fuck-pole firmly but not hard against my face and then drag it tantalizingly across my parted lips and upraised chin. Grinning down at me, my roommate told me that I'd been a bad friend making him so worried and that he thought I deserved a lashing. As I started to meekly protest, David again lashed his blood engorged whip across my face letting its huge length lay across the bridge of my nose. Flicking my tongue up and around his fleshy whip, it was now my chance to turn the table on David. Grabbing my friend's slithering snake tightly in one hand, I pulled David as close to me as possible until his balls were resting comfortably on my chin. Then, with my free hand I suddenly gave Dave a swift slap on his bare buttock eliciting a small scream of surprise from him. Finally, having played around long enough, I took the object of my desire firmly in hand and went down on David in a way I hoped would please him. Snaking my tongue up and around his quivering shaft, nibbling gently on his taunt cock skin and lapping furiously at his salty precum as it bubbled forth, I got David aroused to the point of no return and then suddenly stopped. Looking down at me with a hurt look on his face, Dave asked me why I was suddenly stopping. Getting up off my knees, I put both of my arms around David's waist and, pulling him close, whispered face to face that if he wanted me to finish that we should go to bed and finish things right. I guess that I must have been pretty persuasive as David and I were soon engaged in a very satisfying 69er, moaning and squirming all over his firm double bed. Taking the top position, I buried myself in the task at hand and actually managed to get about five inches of Dave's thick meat into my tautly stretched mouth as my tongue licked and lapped at his salty nectar. Feeling David's mouth suddenly close over my aching balls, I squirmed as he grabbed and played with my ass, all the while driving my saliva-lubricated mouth further and further down my partner's cum-coated shaft. Sensing that I was about to cum, David released my balls and, holding my cock firmly in front of his face, started sucking gently on my sensitive cock head making me frantic with built up lust. This was more than I could stand and, without warning, I erupted in a spray of hot foamy cum all over Dave's face as he struggled to stop the flood of cum with his mouth. As I came and came in torrents of pure bliss, I sucked harder and harder on Dave's veiny shaft feeling his desire build with each enthusiastic move on my part. Then, just as my explosive orgasm died down, David abruptly arched his back off the bed and I felt the first of many hot blasts of salty jism hit the back of my throat as my friend came close to drowning me in a sea of cum. Swallowing hard and licking the last of his milky fluid off his relaxing shaft, I moved around to straddle my pal and couldn't help but laugh when I saw his face all covered with strings of my hot spunk. Falling forward on top of my Cat Woman, I kissed David softly on the lips tasting my own surprisingly sweet nectar. Smiling up at me David asked if I was okay with everything that had happened. Finding it difficult to get him to believe that I was fine with it all, I finally did the only thing I could think of to get him quiet; after releasing him from a long passionate kiss, I reached over, shut out the light, and told Dave that we'd talk more in the morning. Rolling off my friend to lay beside him, I smiled up into the darkness of the night and sighed a contented sigh as I drifted off to sleep. **********************************************************************