Hallowpeen
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cum eating,
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climax
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If I were in charge of story time, everyone would be sharing adventures with masked men who give out hand necklaces and call you Princess.
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“Oh no!” Dean stands up and cries in agony. “She fell victim to the unskippable ads!
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No one, except for the Hallowpeen.”
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“The Hallowpeen comes and jacks you off at night, refusing to leave until your peen is as hollow as his soul, muahahaha,” Chris carries on in a deep and menacing tone. 
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Dean stands on his chair and declares to the group, “I could get my dick wet tonight.
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the Hallowpeen, then what’s next? Does typing 8008 into a device bring out the Boobyman?”
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Claudia breaks the silence, pulling my attention from my pumpkin boyfriend.
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I’m at a loss for what to say. I’m about to summon an unknown being for someone who I’ve only met less than half an hour ago. But, surely this won’t work. I’ve never heard of the Hallowpeen. This town is known for its monsters, yet I highly doubt a legend that hasn’t reached these parts before can do much harm. So, how bad can this Hallowpeen really be?
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seriously doubt he doesn’t bite with teeth like those. Carved into a perpetual smile, he looks happy in the way a killer does after claiming another victim. His pointed teeth gleam as his glowing eyes bore into my fearful heart. I can’t tear my gaze away from this monster. If the rough-hewn ridges on his face weren’t enough to identify him, the ribbing running up and down his cock certainly are. I reach my hand up, and the Hallowpeen pulls me to my feet.
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Maybe that was too candid of me to say, but never would I have thought the legend of Hallowpeen was talking about a massive jack-o'-lantern. Make that, three massive jack-o'-lanterns, as
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Oh, my gourd, the carved pumpkins lining the stairs h...
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My eyes bounce around in my head like basketballs traveling down the court, and I don’t know who to look at, or where to stare. From head to toe, these men are raw muscle. Deep paprika skin with softly ribbed flesh, they stand there completely naked, their full moons on display to the entire neighborhood. The hand holding mine gives me a gentle squeeze, and I look down and notice his fingernails are manicured pumpkin seeds. Pulsing veins of green are raised just slightly from his copper skin, climbing up his massive arms like a vine on a ...
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His engorged gourdhood’s orange surface is slicked with froth, like a whipped topping on a pumpkin spice latte. Inch by inch, I stare in awe at his immeasurable length that dangles in front of me. The fluted base curves away from his body, jutting out like a butternut squash. Under a ...
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“My eyes are up her...
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My cheeks redden even deeper as I pull my stare from his unci...
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“Are you hurt, Pumpkin?”
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The nickname makes me laugh, being called a pumpkin by an actual pumpkin is pretty amusing.
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“Relax, Jax.”
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I’m acutely aware of how close three veggiehoods are to my body.
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But, I’m currently in a Hallowpeen sandwich, all I can think about is how close their pumpkins are to my pie.
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“Do you know ManCandy?”
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At the stroke of midnight, if there is a single piece of candy left in the dish, ManCandy comes to give you a tricky-treat of his own
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“So, this is why you’re called Hollow Peens,”
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“Because being here destroys everything inside and leaves you a shell of yourself.”
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“Just because my guts have been ripped out doesn’t mean I can’t rearrange yours.”
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Gordy.
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"Alright, Pumpkin, I'll do my best to be more gentle. It's not something that comes naturally to me, but I'll make an effort for you. I still plan to rearrange your guts, though."
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Taking a deep breath, I’m overcome with the heady spice of cinnamon and nutmeg, the effect of their scent doing nothing to clear my mind.
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"Mmm, Asha. If your name tastes this good, I wonder how decadent your pussy is."
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and it’s clear their only plan is to fill me like a glass of pumpkin juice.
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Hal replies, his tone spicier than any latte I’ve ever had.
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But all I want to do is get back in the middle of their pumpkin patch
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and have them plow my field deep into the night.
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Am I really getting seduced by jack-o’-lanterns from another dimension? Simply put, yes. Three hard bodies and three even harder cocks giving all of their attention to me is tough to turn down. But these aren’t just any hot guys, they’re Hallowpeens,
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My textured tights are no match for his pointed pumpkin seed nails, and he rips a hole in the back to allow him easier access to me.
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“Let’s take her inside and show our new guest how we peen in Peentown.”
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Getting triple teamed in a room that looks like hers is just too weird for me. Not that doing it in her living room is any better, but it also isn’t the first time I’ve hooked up with someone on her couch.
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But where this dimension lacks the warmth of comfort, it makes up for with sexiest creatures imaginable.
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“Not a chance, Gourd-ous,”
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From each of them hangs one of the largest peens I’ve ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on, swaying gently as they prepare a makeshift bed for us. Like artists working on a living canvas, they carefully curate our lovenest, turning the living room into a seductive sanctuary.
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But even though his movement stopped, no one told his twelve inch member to freeze. It keeps a steady rhythm like a pendulum as it ticks left then right. As my eyes follow its steady motion, I feel hypnotized, fully lost in a tantalizing trance of forbidden longing.
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My cheeks flush brighter than his orange cock,
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Long, and thick, it looks like something straight out of a garden patch. All natural and homegrown, the bright orange surface shines in the firelight. But what I didn’t see before are the greenish veins, pulsing and filling his cock as his arousal grows. Meaty and vine-like, they rise from his shaft, ribbing
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the entirety of his surface. The hint of a stem pokes from his foreskin the more engorged he becomes. It looks like a clawed hook, beckoning me to sink down and let the grooved edge lock into me. At the very tip runs a frothy whip that sends tingles to my tongue as I long to lick it off like he’s a stick of candy.
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Though he might resemble an oversized pumpkin, I suspect there are no GMOs here,
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just pure, organic power packed with devilish delights.
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Hal and Gordy reappear, striding toward the fireplace with their rigid cocks leading the way like dowsing rods. If dowsing for water worked with those things, their cocks would be pointing straight at me, given how soaked I am right now.
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I watch in awe as these naked gourd gods transform the middle of the floor into a lavish spread fit for a goddess, complete with wine, berries, and chocolates. They top it off with a scattering of peach rose petals, which I
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