HORROR MOVIE
You received a free ticket for a movie in a cinema. The movie was entitled, “Your Bestfriend’s Room.” It was tagged as a Horror Story based on a true story.
On your free day, you decide to watch the movie. Your girlfriend is busy so you decide to go alone. Besides, she hated horror movies.
As expected, there is no line for that poorly publicized movie. You enter a few minutes before it starts. There are only five people in the movie house when the film started.
You scratch your head as the first frame appeared. It seems like the movie was filmed using a phone camera. It is shaky and blurry at times. Cinematography is definitely off. For the first five minutes, it was nothing but an empty bedroom. The place looks familiar.
Nothing is happening for the first five minutes. Just as you are about to stand, the frame pans to a sofa, where a man in briefs listening to his phone.
He looks like your bestfriend.
The next ten minutes was him bobbing his head to the music. His cock was swelling inside his white briefs.
You just look at him intently. You establish that he really is your bestfriend. You feel weirded out that he was casted in a film and he did not tell you.
Then he stands up and removes his head set. Then he starts dancing to no music.
He then falls back down to the sofa. His briefs pulls itself off his ass. His genitals are blurred. The he starts screaming. His body jerks rhythmically. His ass jiggles as if he is getting fucked. But there is no one else there.
The scene disturbs you. You stand up and walk out of the cinema. You run to your friend’s place. The door is open.
As soon as you walk in, your body burns in heat from the inside. You take your clothes off and leave your black briefs on. You notice that your dick is hard inside your undergarment.
You walk up on the spiral staircase leading to your bestfriend’s room.
You find him naked on the sofa. He shrieks as if he is being fucked by the air. His body is shining in sweat.
You get horny at the sight.
You feel someone pulls down your briefs down. But there is no one there. You feel an invisible hand push you. You fall over the centerpiece.
Then something long and hard enters your hole. You scream just like your friend. You look at the mirror. No one is behind you. But the pain and pleasure feels real.
Maybe it’s a ghost.
After all, this is a horror movie.
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