Haunted Mansion - Chapter 2

In this chapter, the first of our 10 hunky young college jocks runs afoul of the malevolent spirit still haunting the old Harper Mansion...

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Haunted Mansion - Chapter 2

Based on an original anthropomorphic story by Wyndfeld

Darin, the hot and hunky championship swimmer, encounters more than he bargained for in the guest bedroom. 

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Professor White had followed several of his students upstairs, where they continued to split off on their own to go exploring. He chose to follow Darin, the beefy swimmer, as the handsome young stud opened the door to one of the guest bedrooms. 

“You see, in my research of the old forensic files from 60 years ago, I discovered that Corbin did much more here in the guest bedroom than in his own bedroom,” Darin continued his eager explanation to the amused Professor White. “And I mean that makes sense; why mess up your own room, especially when you are hiding your secret murderous obsession from your wife, right?” the stunningly handsome young man asked optimistically. “Everything in here is laminated, too, for easy clean up. Look, even the mattress beneath these silk sheets has a plastic cover!” 

Professor White watched as Darin began setting up the required video cameras throughout the bedroom, making sure he had several good vantage points all pointing toward the large bed. 

“So what exactly is it you’re planning?” the Professor asked. Samuel’s eyes quickly grew wide at Darin’s wordless response, for the gorgeous young stud immediately began shedding his clothes, revealing his truly awesome physique, with muscles hardened and sculpted by hundreds upon hundreds upon hundreds of hours in the pool. Professor White had to restrain an involuntary gasp when Darin shucked off his boxers, for the young man’s enormous endowment was even larger than it appeared in his infamous Speedos. Despite the chill night air, Darin’s huge cock hung down heavy and thick, and his large, meaty balls hung heavy and oh so low, the two lemon-sized orbs stretching his scrotum down at least 2 or 3 inches below his crotch. 

With what appeared to be practiced skill, Darin sat down on the silk sheets of the four-poster bed, and began cuffing first his ankles and then his wrists to the heavy wooden posts with heavy-grade handcuffs that he had brought himself. Now the young man’s gorgeous form was secured – naked, spread eagled, and totally helpless – on the heavy old bed. 

“Why, I thought that would be obvious, Professor,” Darin exclaimed with a wry smile and a twinkle in his beautiful green eyes. “Bait! With me lying here looking totally chained and helpless, in the very spot he claimed so many of his victims, the spirit of Corbin is bound to at least try to manifest itself!” 

Professor White pursed his lips and nodded his head in agreement with the young man’s logic, but all the while he couldn’t keep from smiling inside. The over-confident swimmer stud had no idea what he was in for. Professor White knew that the spirit of the murderous Corbin Harper would manifest in this room tonight, and that it would be in a way that Darin would not find to his liking! 

“A brilliant plan, my boy, simply brilliant!” Professor White encouraged, smirking wickedly and patting Darin on a solid and extremely muscular thigh, just a few inches from his enormous genitals. “But isn’t it unsafe?” the Professor asked, sounding concerned. “I mean, if you’re bound and totally helpless…well, what if there’s a fire?” 

The handsome stud rolled his eyes at the Professor’s obvious density. “I’m not really totally bound.” he explained. “Three of the cuffs are locked… but one is not,” Darin pointed out. “The cuff around my right wrist is still unlocked, and my right hand can easily slip out. The keys for the other three cuffs are on the nightstand. I can get myself free at a moment’s notice, so I’m not in any danger.” 

“Ahhhhhh… excellent,” Professor White replied, helping Darin slip his big hand back into the loose cuff. Samuel distracted the young stud and gently squeezed the cuff fully closed, locking it in place. “Well my boy, I must be off. I need to check in on your fellow classmates, but I’ll be back to check on you from time to time.” 

The Professor left, leaving the studly student to his own devices. Darin lay naked on the bed, his gorgeous form exposed and completely vulnerable, his mind racing with ideas. What would happen tonight? Was there really a ghost, and would he actually make an appearance? Or would the whole night be a total bust when he could have been out partying and drinking with his fraternity brothers? 

Darin absently flexed his thick and powerful thighs, allowing his huge and heavy nuts to droop down even lower between those massive columns of muscle. Something itched down near the young man’s groin and he was fruitlessly trying to relieve that itch. Unbeknownst to Darin, a small piece of the silk bed sheet had twisted upon itself, forming a ‘finger’ that was even now very slowly caressing the young man’s puckered, virgin asshole. Darin didn’t quite understand what the sensation was at first, and shifted his weight once again to relieve the constant, but not entirely unpleasant, itching. Then he realized that it was only a piece of fabric, and he shifted back, smiling to himself at his own overactive imagination. 

As the silky smooth fabric continued to tickle him, Darin’s generous cock began to thicken from the attention, and his sweet male musk began to fill the room. Darin closed his eyes and smiled to himself, thinking about what a stud he was to be getting aroused by nothing more than a ticking itch in his ass. He also knew that if anything was going to attract a ghost in this old house, it was going to be his huge boner. 

The sheet moved slowly but more firmly with each swipe as it tickled and probed the taut ring of his virgin pucker. Darin’s big balls tightened from the arousal, and tried to draw themselves up, but the attention from the silk fabric was too minor to draw such heavy man eggs upward. Nevertheless, the young man’s cock soon reached its full massive size, over 10 ½ inches of thick and beefy man meat that hovered over his rippling abdomen and bounced slightly with his strong heartbeat. Darin closed his eyes and just enjoyed the feeling of the sheet against his crack, moving his muscular butt around to press against it, and thinking naively he was tickling himself! 

Darin got his first inkling that there was something more going on when the sheet suddenly bunched up and thrust into his soft, snug hole. He let out a sharp “EEEP!” for while the ‘finger’ wasn’t very thick, the intrusion into his virgin hole was unexpected to say the least! 

The big man moaned involuntarily at the feeling of the finger probing up his tight, muscular ass, and as he did so, he realized with a start that he could see his breath. The temperature in the room had dropped significantly, causing the young stud’s succulent nipples to harden into sharp points, and goose bumps to break out on his perfectly tanned skin. The ghost of the infamous Corbin Harper was here! 

Darin felt his first surge of real fear, but he convinced himself that a ghost was incapable of actually doing him harm, and besides, he could always free himself from the bed if things got hairy. He decided to act like he was trapped and helpless in order to keep the ghost’s interest. He encouraged the ghost to manifest more, saying, “Oooh…mmm...yeah! You want some of this massive man meat there ghost? Yeah, I got a fat sausage and two massive bull balls just sitting here waiting for you.” 

“Yeesssssssss!” A breath of cold air caressed Darin's cheek, and his mouth dropped open in shock at the sound of the spectral voice. 

“Oh… lover… there you are…” Darin panted, thinking his breathlessness was only excitement at the manifestation. The cool wisps of air, not much more than a hint, stroked over the young man’s massive chest and tight swimmer’s belly. More of the sheet was stuffed finger thick into his butt, wriggling inside of him, exploring his hot orifice lustfully. The sheet caressed and polished his insides, and when Darin felt the silken tip of it touch against his prostate, his whole body jerked as a pleasant surge of arousal filled his loins in a way he had never felt before. 

“Do you like what you see, lover?” 

Darin’s question was answered by a wicked chuckle inside his mind, and then as a weak whisper on the breeze. “Oh... I do!” The phantasmal voice moaned softly, as if from deep in a sepulcher. “But I am old, and weak…” the ghostly whispered, lamenting in gravelly tones. “As much as I desire to take your big, beautiful balls… I cannot without your help!” 

“Oh?” Darin grunted as the wiggling finger within him stroked his pleasure knot. He kept reminding himself that it was all just a game, and that he wasn’t in any real danger. 

“Yes…” That soft cold voice purred distantly, sounding weak and helpless. “Only intense arousal… your arousal, will let me claim you!” he explained. 

Darin glanced down lovingly at his big full loins. The finger massaging his prostate had done its work, and his thick, 10 ½ inch bone was fully erect and already oozing a thin stream of precum from its enormous head. The young swimmer hadn’t cum in a week, nearly an eternity for the virile young muscle god, and he had a huge load churning in his lemon-sized bull balls. 

“Unnhh… how do you propose to arouse me?” Darin panted to his invisible molester. The air was so cold… it almost felt like frost was forming on the massive mushroom head of his massive cock, freezing the hot precum as it poured from the tip. 

“OOoooh!” Darin grunted, inhaling sharply as he felt icy hands begin to caress his hot and throbbing hard on. “Yes… oh fuck, yes!” He could feel phantom fingers gripping his thick cock by the root and stroking up and down its enormous length. “Oh yeah, that’s it, stroke my big fucking cock!” he moaned, hearing a coldly amused chuckle within his head. 

“No… thank you!” Corbin’s wicked voice purred, sounding stronger and much closer now. Strong icy hands stroked down along Darin’s awesome swollen length, one fist after another, like the young man was being milked. Darin moaned as his precum oozed even faster from his excited shaft. 

It was then the handsome swimmer stud noticed the smoky haze, a shifting, roiling cloud of darkness that was centered between his wide spread legs. A thrill of excitement and fear ran through him, for he could see that the evil ghost was indeed trying to manifest himself! 

Remembering Corbin’s earlier words, Darin closed his eyes and concentrated on getting even more aroused. Darin may have been a heterosexual in the strictest sense of the term, but in truth, he was turned on whenever his gorgeous body and stunning good looks turned on someone else. Even a ghost. Darin could almost imagine that he could see the ghost's gloating face, the handsome patrician features he had seen in the many books that had been written regarding the Harper Mansion tragedy. He pictured the handsome Corbin sitting between his legs, playing with his hard and aroused manhood. The wicked ghost wanting nothing more that to… 

Suddenly the young man's beautiful blue eyes snapped open, and he watched in a mixture of fascination and horror. The dark swirling smoke slowly solidified into the smiling naked form of Corbin himself. 

“A full body manifestation!” Darin breathed in awe, then shivered in fear. He somehow instinctively knew that such an apparition could be very dangerous. Fear finally winning out over his previous bravado, Darin scrambled to free his right wrist from its restraint… only to find that it was securely locked! He was trapped in place with the ghost of a bloodthirsty murderer manifesting between his wide-spread legs, with full access to his massive but completely vulnerable genitals. 

“Indeed… and I have you to thank!” Corbin purred, grinning like a demon, even as his large but strangely delicate hands stroked the young stud’s male organs, keeping him in a heightened state of arousal. “I haven't been able to appear in person in so many years!” Corbin’s ghost moaned in delight. “Normally I have to influence my victims mind’s… trick them into neutering themselves!” That cold voice sounded amused. “And while that is undeniably enjoyable, I will not deny, it is just not the same as actually holding a young man’s manhood in my hands, and taking it myself!”

Corbin’s smile widened even farther as he saw the shocked look on Darin’s face. “Oh yes, now that you have so foolishly summoned me, your classmates will each be cut in turn, I’ll see to that!” The cruel ghost gloated, making the young man’s beautiful green eyes bulge in shock and disbelief. “And then once I’ve claimed all ten sacrifices, I will finally be free to leave this rotting shell of a house and continue my spree throughout the world!” 

“Samuel really is such a dear… to bring me such hot and horny young males that are so easily influenced!” 

Darin jumped and tugged at his restraints, but the handcuff was too tight for him to slip out. 

“Oooooh what… can’t get away…?” Corbin cruelly teased as he watched the massively muscular young man struggling to free his wrist. “But I thought this was what you wanted… to catch me in all my ghostly glory… Doing the thing I do best!”

Corbin's soft teasing hand clamped down savagely on the swimmer's beefy male orbs with his right hand, causing them to bulge obscenely in the ghost’s grasp and drawing a loud whimper of shock and pain from the captive stud. “Just think… not only will you be the first to catch a full body ghost manifestation on camera, but you’ll also be the first to be neutered by said ghost on camera! Just think how famous that will make you!” 

“No… no, please!” Darin whimpered in rear terror now, struggling wildly to break free and get away from the evil ghost. The young man was panting like he had just run a marathon, his big muscular chest rising and falling as he thrashed and writhed against his restraints and the ghost’s clutching hands. The heavy frame of the bed creaked and groaned as the young man put all of his awesome might into breaking free, but the massive beams of the wooden bed posts were simply too big for even his great strength to break. “This… this isn’t what I want…” he confessed. “I… I just wanted to catch a ghost on camera! I don’t wanna be famous… Don’t wanna be… neutered!” 

“Ooooh, it’s a little to late to change your mind now!” Corbin smirked. As Darin watched in horror, wicked looking claws began to grow from the fingers on Corbin’s left hand, almost like fingernails but much thicker and sharper, and 4 or 5 inches long. “You’ve called me here… bid me manifest… promised me the prize…” 

The handsome bound stud moaned to the ceiling, his eyes desperately seeking out any way to escape, any hope for salvation… and finding none. His muscular hips bucked and plunged, for Corbin’s cold right hand was now firmly encircling his steel hard cock, running up and down the length of that massive bone with rapid strokes and bringing Darin closer and closer to his long denied orgasm. 

“You can’t deny me that prize now… oh no… now it is mine to take!” the ghost purred lustfully. 

Darin panted heavily through his clenched teeth, his body responding automatically to the overwhelming pleasure in his loins, back arching, hips thrusting, pressing his loins into Corbin’s ghostly fist. He couldn’t have denied his rapidly approaching orgasm if his life depended upon it… which, indeed, it did. 

“No whining now, my young beauty. You gave yourself to me, and now I am going to claim you!” 

Darin’s eyes widened as he felt needle sharp claws tickle his aroused loins, playfully dancing over his huge, cum-engorged nuts. The young man’s eyes were wide with sheer terror, for he knew he was at the insane ghost’s mercy, and that this undead creature knew no mercy. Despite his fear, however, the strong hand stroking his cock had him on the brink of orgasm, the familiar tingle building and growing in his loins, and he knew he would be busting a nut in just a few more moments. 

“Such sweet gifts you’ve brought to me!” Corbin purred. “They will make an excellent addition to my collection!” 

Corbin suddenly drove the needle-like claws of his left hand into the tender flesh of Darin’s massive balls, spearing both of the meaty orbs clear through in one wicked thrust. 

“AAAIIEEEEEEE!!!!!!” Darin screamed in the most intense agony he had ever known. At the same moment, his huge cock began to pound out the largest orgasm of his young life, spewing out truly massive ropes of cum that lashed across Darin’s proud chest and powerful shoulders, and even splattered wetly against the headboard behind him. Pulse after pulse of thick stud cum burst out of Darin’s throbbing bull cock. Corbin twisted the claws imbedded in Darin’s lemon-sized nuts, forcing even greater screams from the young stud and even more massive slugs of cum from his erupting cock. Corbin smiled in malevolent glee as he tortured and savaged the young man’s massive balls, and watched him empty his truly mammoth load all over his body and the silk sheets. 

Darin’s colossal orgasm finally came to an end after shooting nearly a score of massive wads of cum, a titanic orgasm that would have made any porn star green with envy. Corbin dug his claws even deeper into the young man’s savagely mangled balls, causing him to cry out yet again in scorching agony, but only a small burp of cum came out of the swollen tip of his massive cock. 

“Well, now that you've blown your load, you won’t be needing these anymore,” said Corbin. Darin opened his tear-streaked eyes to see Corbin raise his right hand and cause another set of claws to extend from his fingertips. At the same time, the ghost began to pull his left hand away from Darin’s groin, the young man’s bull balls still impaled and quivering on the ghost’s wicked fingernails. Darin’s naturally low hanging balls were pulled to the very bottom of their sac, and then farther still, until they were straining at the end of their ball cords. “Say goodbye to these bulging beauties,” taunted Corbin as he sent his clawed right hand down in a sweeping arc toward Darin’s impaled nuts. 

“NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” screamed the handsome Darin as Corbin’s claws easily sliced through the skin, cords, and all-important blood vessels that connected the young man’s giant balls to his body, instantly severing them. Corbin then lifted up his left hand to show Darin his bloody severed sac, his bull nuts - the source of his awesome masculinity - still impaled on the cruel claws. The pain finally overwhelmed Darin, and he mercifully passed out. 

Corbin chuckled cruelly, and then slowly disappeared, taking Darin’s severed balls with him. Darin’s gorgeous unconscious form was left alone, naked and shackled hand and foot to the bed, with a bloody wound where his proud stud balls used to be, and his final, gargantuan load of spunk coating his massive muscles in a thick white wash of goo. 

With Corbin’s ghost released, no one in the house was safe. Who would be next to fall victim to the malevolent, murderous spirit?