Page 11 of Taunting the Ghost

Caleb opened his eyes, trying to banish the image, seconds away from coming, only to see-

What the fuck!? Was that a dildo?

Unbidden, he wondered what it would feel like inside-

And then he was coming, thick white ribbons of cum shooting out and painting the tile beneath his feet.

Caleb gasped loudly, thighs shivering with the force of it. The water running down his back like phantom fingers fondling his ass.

Shit. The hell? It had hit him so hard. He did not want to think about why.

He panted, staring at the large, purple dildo that sat proud and erect on the ledge in the shower. Right next to the soap.

It hadn’t been there when he’d first walked in… had it?

“Bro! The hell is this?” Caleb called out, trying and failing to get himself together.

Easier to focus on the random dildo appearing out of nowhere than to spend one second longer remembering where his mind had gone during his wank.

How had he been so out of it that he hadn’t seen or heard Isaac sneaking in? Caleb had given Isaac privacy for his wank, couldn’t Isaac return the favor?

There was no answer.

“Oi!” Caleb called, poking his head around the shower curtain - but no one was there.

Just some words written in the steam, “Cute ass.”

Caleb’s breath caught in his throat. No one dared call him cute. Not even Isaac. Could it be… No, it couldn’t be the ghost. Isaac was just pranking him… right?

How dare Isaac make fun of Caleb like this! Right after Caleb was dumped.

Grabbing the dildo and storming out of the shower, wet footprints on the tile floor, Caleb burst into the main room.

“Bro! What the hell?”

Isaac knew Caleb hated pranks like this. Gay pranks.

Isaac didn’t know Caleb was afraid of ghosts. And Caleb was going to keep it that way. No one could know. That didn’t mean he could stop himself from overreacting.

“What?” Isaac jumped, bent over in front of the fire.

Tight ass on display. The same hard curves Caleb had just been fantasizing about while jerking off.

“Your prank,” Caleb said, teeth clenched, waving the dildo at Isaac’s back. “It wasn’t funny.”

“You know what isn’t funny? You bringing a dildo when you forgot to pack your own clothes.”

“Uh- I didn’t bring this.” What the fuck?

“I’m joking,” Isaac said, turning to smile. “You should have seen the look on your face. It was very thoughtful of you.”

Caleb stared at Isaac blankly, the wind completely taken out of his sails. What was going on here? He was so confused.

Isaac stood and approached, taking the dildo out of Caleb’s hands. They were both still hard. Caleb hadn’t softened at all.

Caleb couldn’t help where his eyes went. Not when Isaac was staring just as blatantly.

Who was bigger? It was difficult to tell, they were so similar in size. Isaac’s cock curved up, standing tall and proud out of the nest of dark, untrimmed curls. While Caleb’s hung low and heavy, swinging as he moved.