The Haunting of Horne House - Page 05 (Patreon)

It was soon after Longinus began spending the night in the house that the first undeniable "incident" occurred.

He had been putting up a fresh coat of paint in one of the mostly finished rooms, when the lights began flickering. Damn it, he thought, the electrical in the building just couldn't seem to work right and he still hadn't been able to identify the reason. But soon that concern was replaced by the familiar feelings that something was in the room with him. He felt a sense of being first watched... and then touched... and then- OH!!!

It was like one of the strange dreams he'd been having, but only now he was wide awake! He could see the phantom shape of a figure before him, droplets quivered from his brush and landed on SOMETHING above the floor. He could feel hands all over him, and he could feel... he could feel warmth and wetness suddenly gripping him, passing through his clothes like it wasn't there. Bewildered, but suddenly overwhelmed by the sensation of the skillful pleasuring, Longinus offered no resistance as his mind and body reeled.

With a final gasp, it was over, and he was panting in a pile on the floor. What. the hell. was THAT, he wondered?? 

He couldn't deny the physical sensations still reeling through him, but there was simply no logical explanation. He knew he wasn't crazy. Had the paint fumes gotten to him? Yeah, that had to be it. But fumes or no, he found himself wondering about the strange house he had fallen in with...