Haunted Mansion - Chapter 9

We're down to our final three studs, and it's now Josh's turn to face the music. Poor guy gets a close shave than he was expecting, that's for sure!

Dave the Moose will be up early next week, followed by the first of three installments regarding hyper mega stud Logan. Stay tuned...!

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Haunted Mansion - Chapter 9

Based on an original anthropomorphic story by Wyndfeld

Josh, the gorgeous young gymnast, has his man bits lopped off by Corbin’s ancient guillotine. 

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The beautiful, brown-haired gymnast had been assigned to what had come to be known at the ‘guillotine room’. The room actually housed a large collection of strange odds and ends that the Harper family had collected from all over the world, but the true centerpiece was a large wooden guillotine that actually dated back to the French Revolution. Hundreds of hapless French aristocrats had lost their heads to the wicked-looking device, and it was believed that several of Corbin’s handsome young victims had likewise fallen prey to the ancient structure…though with a predictably different loss of anatomy than had been originally intended by the guillotine’s inventors. 

Everything in the room was still and silent, which only served to make young Josh that much more ill at ease. The dark wood paneling and decades worth of cobwebs seemed to swallow all sound. The lean and muscular young man paced around the room, nervous energy keeping him from staying still, and his eyes never left the guillotine for long. 

Josh couldn’t help but imagine Corbin’s victims, standing there locked in place, knowing the heavy and razor-sharp blade was about to drop. Knowing that they were about to lose their maleness in one quick clean slice, the falling blade totally emasculating them, while the evil and wicked murderer watched and gloated. The terror they had felt must have been overwhelming, and Josh shuddered at the thought of what must have followed. 

At the same time, these dark thoughts were making Josh’s own enormous maleness begin to strain against the inside of his trousers. The handsome lad finally couldn’t take it any more. Josh walked over to the video camera, turned it off, and then, with one final guilty glance around to make sure no one was watching, he began to strip. First his shirt, pulling it off of a torso that was unusually thick with lean and beefy muscles for a championship gymnast. His dense, weighty, and perfectly hairless pectorals were particularly impressive, almost gleaming in the light of the room. Josh briefly stroked one hand down over his chest, looking at the guillotine with a strange mixture of lust and fear in his dark brown eyes. The young man never noticed that the little red light atop the camera had come back on all on its own, filming the handsome stud as he continued disrobing. 

Josh next unbuttoned his tight jeans and worked both them and his underwear down his lean, muscular thighs. His cock sprung out of his undershorts, half hard and already looking thick and fat. His girlfriend always told him that he had a real trophy package, the kind any guy would be proud of, and he enjoyed knowing that his meat was so impressive. He toyed with his big cock, stroking the thick shaft and pulling the sheath of his foreskin up and down over the bulbous head. And all the while, he was staring at the sharp blade of the artifact, hanging menacingly over the pillory where so many French heads — and jock genitals — had been held immobile for their date with destiny. 

Josh had a big, aching hardon in minutes, his thick 11-inch tool standing at proud attention and smacking his body halfway up his exquisitely defined abs. Pausing, he looked down to watch the huge organ jerk up and down, flexing his groin muscles to make his beefy cock slap against his body over and over again. He cupped a hand under his fat nuts, rubbing their soft and warm sac and gently squeezing the two big rubbery orbs contained within. He circled his hand around the base of his entire package, pulling it taut and imagining what his crotch would look like without them. Precum bubbled at the end of his cock and leaked down the length of his thick shaft. 

The handsome stud moved up to the guillotine, checking that the steel safety pin was securely in place. He lifted the genital collar and peeked at it. The collar looked surprisingly clean, and the metal underside even looked freshly polished. With a trembling hand, Josh lifted up his balls and flopped them over the edge of the collar, big cock twitching against his belly as he held it out of the way. The studly jock shuddered as illicit thrills shivered up through his lean, muscular body. 

He then bent the huge cock down, pushing hard on the base to lever it out over his big balls. Josh had an unusually thick and strong cock, so he had to really push down hard against his resisting meat, but he soon had it pressed into place. He then let the top of the genital collar drop over his swollen junk until it rested over his bulging loins, trapping them in place. The amply-sized hole meant to accommodate a man’s genitals was more than a bit small and tight around Josh’s prodigious endowment, causing his huge cock to balloon even bigger and his big balls to strain against the walls of their sac. 

The handsome young gymnast grinned to himself, thinking, ‘They obviously hadn’t counted on someone as big as ME using it!’ 

He rested his fingers atop the collar and squeezed it down over his junk, making his cock bulge out even bigger. He pushed the collar down like one would the top of an overstuffed suitcase. He felt the latch click and lock, trapping his junk in place. An instant later, he felt a stretched and thick rubber band get released and create a strangle hold on the very base of his trapped goods. The band was meant to keep a victim from bleeding out, and Josh was surprised at how powerful and tight the band was. He’d figured that the old rubber would be weak and brittle after so many decades, but instead it felt more than strong enough to do its intended job. 

A shiver ran down Josh’s spine as the thick rubber band snapped into place, and his trapped cock jerked up even more excited, throbbing and absolutely rock hard, as he looked at himself in the full length mirror placed about a dozen feet in front of him. 

‘I would have made a perfect victim.’ he thought to himself, admiring his muscular, chiseled, and perfectly proportioned form and the way his oversized junk stuck out heavy and huge from the hole in the guillotine. Arousal surged through him, and Josh could see a big drop of precum hanging down from the flared tip of his swollen cock, dangling over the bucket below. He shuddered as he thought of all the big, meaty packages, just like his, that had thumped, fallen, and clanged into that bucket. Idly he wondered what sound they made… 

‘If you’re going to play, then you might as well get the full excitement from it,’ a voice in his mind encouraged. He lifted first one ankle and then the other, slipping them into the shackles set on either side of the base of the guillotine, and then pretended to lock them in place. He then did the same thing to his left wrist, fastening it into the shackle set up one side of the guillotine and leaving his muscular left arm stretched out and to the side above his head. He then began to fantasize that he really was trapped in the guillotine. 

“Oh no! Please! Please release me!” he begged softly under his breath, twisting and grinding his muscular hips against the genital collar as he fantasized that the evil Corbin was victimizing him. Josh reached his right hand around in front of the collar and started jacking his huge cock. The young man had fairly big hands, but his long fingers could still only wrap just over halfway around his incredibly thick meat. Precum was soon pouring out of his engorged dick in an almost unbroken stream, dripping into the bucket and starting to form a substantial puddle of slick, clear goo. 

He then reached up to caress the blade’s release button, rolling his thumb back and forth across the flat steel button. Feeling how easy it would be for someone like Corbin to push that button and slice off a helpless young man’s package. Josh’s heart was pounding faster and he was almost panting with sexual tension as he imagined what Corbin might have been saying to his victims. 

“I’m gonna slice off your huge dick and those big, fat balls!” he could imagine the evil madman whispering in his ear. “Your massive cock and balls will make a very fine trophy indeed!” 

Josh suddenly noticed that he could see his breath, and that the temperature in the room had just plummeted dramatically. His succulent nipples hardened instantly into sharp, almost painful points and his skin broke out in gooseflesh. It even felt like frost was forming on his big, throbbing cock. 

“Oh shit!!” Josh inhaled sharply, realizing that he was about to experience a paranormal encounter. 

The young man began to struggle to get out of his bindings, but then he grunted in surprise as he felt icy fingers begin to envelope and caress his enormous and aching hardon. Josh’s struggles ceased as extraordinary pleasure ran through his whole body. 

“Yes! Oohhh yes!” he groaned. He could feel phantom fingers gripping his cock from root to tip and expertly pulling and tugging on it, stroking it all the way to the engorged head and back down to the choked and swollen base. It felt like he was being milked by a pair of unseen hands, and the sensation was more erotic than anything that the hunky gymnast had ever felt before. 

Josh moaned as his hot precum oozed out even faster from his excited shaft. He could hear it spattering into the metal bucket down below, big thick drops of his crystalline essence pouring out of his loins. 

“Yeah, man! Play with that big fucking cock!” he groaned, giving himself over to the pleasure and his own fantasy. “But please don’t cut off my big balls! Don’t chop off my thick cock! They’re everything that makes me a man!” 

It was all so arousing that he could almost imagine he could see Corbin’s handsome, gloating face. 

“Oh fuck! FUCK yeah! That’s it! Awww FUCK!!” Josh felt his big, heavy nuts tightening up, and he began humping harder and harder against the guillotine’s wooden frame work, getting closer and closer to blowing his big load. He was just a few strokes away from release when the icy phantom hands suddenly vanished, leaving his cock throbbing and pulsing plaintively in the open air. 

“You’d like me to fuck you? Why, of course!” a soft and wicked-sounding voice whispered in Josh’s ear, sending another shiver up his spine. “But first…” 

Josh felt cold fingers as strong as steel latch around his right wrist, hauling his powerful arm up higher and thrusting his wrist into the final restraint. The young man fought frantically against the vise-like grip, but he couldn’t tear free. Strong as he was, Josh felt powerless against the unseen force slamming his wrist into place. He could only watch in horror as the shackle swung closed and locked around his wrist, leaving him completely helpless and locked in place. 

Then the young man heard a sharp scraping sound coming from overhead, and he looked up in terror to see the metal safety pin slowly working its way out of its hole, as if some invisible hand was removing it. The young man’s beautiful brown eyes were wide with horror as he saw the metal pin finally pull the rest of the way out and fall with a loud ‘CLINK!’ into the catch bucket below. 

“Now for your fucking, you beautiful young man.” Josh felt icy cold fingers effortlessly prying open his tight and muscular ass cheeks, and then what felt like a very large and blunt icicle rubbing at his hot and hairy pucker. The young athlete tried to wiggle his hips or otherwise break free, but the invisible hands held him fast from the rear and the pillory held his genitals immobile from the front. Then, with one mighty plunge, the icicle was shoved deep into Josh’s guts. 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!” the young man screamed as his cherry was brutally busted. The thick icicle started to slowly plow in and out of his ravaged guts, picking up a steady rhythm as it fucked his beautiful bubble ass. The deadly cold seemed to freeze Josh’s insides, but the steady hammering of his prostate was soon once again bringing the stud closer to his long delayed orgasm. 

The ghost behind him pounded his ass faster and faster, driving his ice-cold dick deeper and deeper into the gymnast’s guts and making the young man’s toes curl with unbelievable pleasure. Josh cried out in ecstasy as he was finally pushed over the edge and he achieve is long awaited release. 

His first mighty slug of spunk burst forth with such force and power that it easily cleared the dozen or so feet to the standing mirror and painted an enormous messy stripe down its face. No sooner had this first wad struck the mirror than a second, equally powerful slug burst forth and splatted even higher up on the mirror’s surface. The next dozen or so blasts all struck the mirror as well, all but covering its lower half with a thick sheen of pearlescent spunk, before the lad’s powerful shots began to fall short of the reflective surface. He shot another 7 or 8 big but steadily diminishing spurts of cum before his massive orgasm finally came to an end. 

Corbin kept right on raping Josh’s ass even after the young man’s orgasm was complete, forcing a few more weak dribbles of sperm to ooze out of the painfully swollen cock. As the plundering of his ass continued, Josh saw a phantasmal, spectral hand coalesce in the air before him, and then move upward toward the metal button situated on the right side of the guillotine. The young stud knew what was coming next, and he began to beg and plead for his manhood. 

“OH NO!! PLEASE!! PLEASE DON’T CASTRATE ME!! OH GOD NO!! PLEASE!!!” Josh cried desperately, tears of terror and desperation streaming down his handsome cheeks. 

The spectral hand just moved closer to the release button until one long, glowing finger was resting on the button’s surface. Josh continued pleading for mercy, unable to tear his eyes away from the ghostly hand. The finger hovered over the button for several long moments, drawing out the inevitable, and then pushed the button all the way down. There was a loud ‘CLICK!’ and the huge, heavy blade was suddenly released from almost 20 feet overhead. 

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!” Josh screamed in absolute terror, making one last desperate but futile effort to tear his body free of the guillotine. 

There was a shriek of metal against metal as the blade dropped. It passed in front of the terrified young man’s eyes in a whirr and then disappeared through the wide slot in the collar trapping his crotch into place. There was a moment of searing agony before the blade thumped heavily into the catch at the base of the structure. 

Josh stared down at his massive package, which hovered for a split second on the other side of the guillotine. The young man had a brief moment to wonder if his beautiful genitals were still intact, somehow spared by the passing blade. But then, in aching slow motion, Josh watched as his huge cock tottered forward, gravity pulling its great weight as it fell downward, his big fat balls trailing right behind it. Moments later, he heard a heavy, meaty ‘THUMP!’ and a wet sounding ‘BONG!’ as his fat stud cock and big balls landed in the metal bucket. 

“AAAAAAAIIIIEEEEEE!!!!” he screamed as he realized his own emasculation was complete. 

The sobbing young athlete barely even registered when the frozen invader was pulled out of his well-plowed ass. 

Josh was in that same position just a few minutes later when Professor White opened the door a crack and peeked into the room. The Professor found Josh’s gloriously muscular form still locked to the guillotine’s frame, his crotch shorn of its precious genitals and his muscular ass sticking out and just waiting to be fucked. 

‘Well, no sense letting such a beautiful ass go to waste…’ Samuel thought as he stepped into the room and came up behind the sobbing former jock stud. He opened up the fly of his tweed trousers and hauled out his own large and extremely aroused organ, plunging it into the well-pounded hole to claim sloppy seconds. 

“Oh no! Not again! Please not again!” Josh weakly moaned as his ass was violated for the second time that night and strong hands began to paw and grope at his exquisitely muscular body. The young man barely even registered before he drifted off into unconsciousness that the thick cock now shoved up his shit chute was blazing hot rather than deadly cold…