Kris made a pleased sound around both our cocks, and the vibration nearly finished me right there. He pulled back enough to solidify his lips around us, creating a seal, then sucked hard.
Hunter came first, shouting loud enough to wake the neighbors, his cum spilling into Kris's mouth. The sight and sensation triggered my orgasm, adding to the mess. Kris swallowed it all, somehow, his throat working despite the physical impossibility of what we'd just done.
When he pulled back, fully solid again, he was grinning like he'd just won the lottery.
“Okay,” I said, panting. “That was officially the weirdest and hottest thing I've ever experienced.”
“Ghost blowjobs,” Hunter agreed, sliding down the shower wall to sit on the floor. “Best thing about dating a ghost.”
We'd made it out of the shower eventually. Now we were back in bed, skin still damp, and despite everything we'd already done, still impossibly hungry for each other.
“Want to try the phasing thing differently,” Kris said, his innocent expression completely fake now that we knew what a freak he was.
“You just deep-throated two cocks at once,” I pointed out. “What's left?”
“Remember how I made things less solid in the shower?”
Hunter's eyes went wide. “You're not suggesting—”
“I want you both inside me. At the same time. But I want to try something while partially phased.”
“That's...” I paused, cock already hardening again despite having cum four times. “Actually, I have no idea what that would feel like.”
“Only one way to find out,” Kris grinned.
He straddled me first, sinking down onto my cock with a pleased sigh. Three hours of fucking and he was still eager, still tight. Then he beckoned Hunter closer.
“Now phase just your entrance,” I told him, fascinated by the ghost physics at play.
Kris concentrated, and I felt the change. His hole became less solid, more like liquid heat around me. Hunter pushed in alongside my cock, both of us groaning at the sensation.
“Fuck,” Hunter gasped. “I can feel you both but it's like—”
“Like fucking through warm honey,” I finished. “Kris, this is incredible.”
Kris was beyond words, eyes rolled back, mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure. His form flickered between solid andtranslucent, creating waves of sensation unlike anything I'd ever experienced.
“Move,” he finally managed. “Please, fuck me, use me, I need—”
We found a rhythm, both of us thrusting into that impossible heat. Where our cocks rubbed together inside him, it created friction that had all three of us moaning. Kris was babbling now, a mix of profanity and what might have been Backstreet Boys lyrics.
“Tell me how it feels,” I groaned, needing to hear it.
“Like I'm being fucked by lightning,” Kris gasped. “Like every nerve is on fire. Like I'm dying but backwards. Like—oh fuck, right there!”
Hunter and I had found the perfect angle, both our cocks rubbing together with every thrust. Kris was leaking steadily, his cock untouched but rock hard.
“Don't touch yourself,” Hunter said, his voice strained. “Want to see if we can make you cum just from this.”
“I can't, it's too much… I need, “
“You need us.” I sped up my thrusts. “Just us. Our cocks inside you, filling you up, giving you what you've wanted for twenty years.”
That did it. Kris came untouched, his jizz painting our chests. His release triggered Hunter's, then mine, all three of us coming together and setting off every light in the apartment like horny fireworks.
In the darkness, Kris glowed like a fucking lighthouse.
“Best Halloween ever,” he panted, still impaled on both our softening cocks.
