?❤️Dad Creep – Son Got Special Halloween Surprise From Stepdad

**Title: A Ghoulishly Good Twist on Halloween**

The night was cold, dark, and spooky-perfect for Halloween. Fourteen-year-old Justin was excited, not just for the candy he would score, but for the late-night treat waiting for him back home. His stepdad, Mark, had promised a special surprise if he put in a good performance trick-or-treating. Little did Justin know, that bittersweet betrayal came in the form of Mark’s huge, throbbing cock.

As Justin pulled open the front door, a chilling breeze rushed in, carrying with it the scent of rain, pumpkin guts, and impending perversion. Mark stood there in the darkness, a sinister grin on his face, a beer in one hand, the other rubbing a sizable bulge in his jeans.

“Trick or treat, hand job or shot?” Mark purred, his voice dripping with lust.

Justin gulped, noticing how different the house felt now. It was like entering a premonition of future pain and pleasure. He set his bag of candy down, knowing tonight would be a titillating trick turned treat (for Mark, at least).

Slowly, Justin peeled off his jacket, revealing his tight Halloween vest. Pushing his troublesome thoughts aside, he knelt before Mark, unbuckling the man’s pants with eager fingers. The scent of sweat and stale ale assaulted his senses as he freed Mark’s cock, thick and heavy, already leaking.

Mark’s head lollipped back in pleasure as the warm oral attentions commenced. “That’s it, just like that,” he groaned. “Such a good little slut, aren’t you?’

Justin hummed in response, trying to ignore the use of that personally-degrading word. He sucked harder, gripping the base of Mark’s cock and fondling his sack. The pungent taste of precum assaulted his tongue, and he knew there was no backing out now.

Mark reached down, grabbing Justin’s hair and thrusting deeper into that tight, wet heat, choking the boy with his dick. Justin gagged and sputtered around the intrusion, eyes watering, as Mark pumped into his mouth with abandon.

Just as Justin thought he couldn’t take anymore, Mark pulled out, gasping. His cock was red and angry, slick with the teen’s saliva. Mark hauled him up, shoving Justin face-down over the kitchen table. Papers and candy scattered as Mark yanked the boy’s pants down.

Justin whimpered as Mark spat crudely in his crack, blunt fingers probing his tight hole. “Stop fighting it,” Mark growled. “You love my cock, don’t you, you little whore?” Justin just shook his head, tears streaking his face. Mark shoved two thick fingers knuckle-deep into that sphincter, stretching Justin open with ease.

“Hurts, but you’ll learn to love it,” Mark cooed. Justin felt the dripping head of Mark’s cock push against his stretched ring of muscle. There was a sharp, searing pain as Mark slammed forward, burying his cock balls-deep in one thrust.

Justin screamed, fingers clawing at the tabletop, feet thrashing. He felt impossibly split open, full to bursting, like he’d surely split in two. Mark settled himself with a groan, resting his head against Justin’s back as the boy’s anal muscles fluttered and clenched around him.

“You okay, kid?” Mark asked, amused. Justin nodded into the tabletop, fresh tears tracking their cheeks. Slowly, Mark pulled out, only to slam back in, beginning a punishing rhythm.

The pleasure-pain was dizzying, overwhelming Justin. He could only gasp and moan as Mark’s hips slapped against his ass cheeks, the wet, obscene sound of cock squelching into hole filling the room. Each thrust pushed Justin up onto his toes, toes curling, as a strange heat built in his belly.

Mark fucked him harder, faster, grunting like a beast. The table creaked ominously, papers and candy tubs clattering to the floor. “Fucking take it, whore,” Mark snarled. “Fuck, you’re sucking me in so good! Gonna – uh – fuckin’ – breed – your Teen pussy baby!”

Justin’s vision whitewashed as the heat crested, his untouched cock pulsing and jerking, painting the floor with his release. Mark drove in balls-deep one final time with a shout, spurting thick, virile seed deep into Justin’s ravaged hole.

Justin could only whimper weakly as Mark flipped him over onto his back, bending his legs up and apart. Mark’s head bobbed down, tongue lapping up the cum leaking from Justin’s gaping, red-raw hole.

Justin squirmed, oversensitive and spent. Mark just smirked up at him, licking his lips. “That’s the spirit- enjoy the holiday treat, son. Next time, maybe skip the tricks.”

With that said, Mark tucked himself away and sauntered off to his man-cave, leaving Justin sprawled on the sticky kitchen floor, soiled and sore. There would be hell to pay in the morning-a fatherly beating, an awkward breakfast, but for now, reality was suspended. All Justin could do was wait for his stepdad to come back for seconds… and thirds.

And so, on that Halloween night, Justin learned the true lesson of tit for tat-the consequences of pissing off his sadistic stepdad. He knew there would be no waking up without a raging hard-on and Mark’s creampie leaking out of him come morning. The spookiest part? How badly he knew he’d crave more.

The end, hope you enjoyed the story ❤️