A Halloween Revenge (Patreon)

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“What are you supposed to be?”

Liana Winters sucked on the red lollipop with a look of disdain on her flawless face. Every person in school who wasn’t a cheerleader, footballer or other popular asshole knew the look all too well, but I stayed silent until she rolled her eyes and took a breath. She was dressed as Harley Quinn, and somehow looked even sluttier than the actual character.

“Whatever” she quipped, and turned on her heel as she walked back inside.

The house was huge which wasn’t all that surprising considering who her father was. This party had been planned months in advance, just like it always was. Liana’s parties were always the talk of the town, but the Halloween parties were next level.

Just like all the other unpopular people in school, I’d never been invited before, and as I walked into the house wearing a pretty sweet Venom costume, I still hadn’t been invited, but that made no difference.

The Halloween party was strictly invite only, but it was late, the music was loud, and I’d waited until two older frat boys began to fight each other before I made my move, and with my face covered, I knew Liana wouldn’t bother trying to identify me.

I wasn’t here for the alcohol or the music, and I certainly wasn’t here to make friends with anyone, I was here for one reason and one reason only, and that was revenge.

I was eighteen and in my final year of high school, and what a nightmarish ordeal it had been. I’d done a relatively good job of protecting my secret, right up until two months ago when everything came crashing down around me.

I’d been scrolling through Grindr one evening, more for some sexting than to actually meet anybody, but that was until I found Robert. Or rather, Robert found me.

I should have realised that it was too good to be true, but I guess I was horny and stupid, and after sharing riskier and riskier photos, we agreed to meet up. I’d been so excited to finally get a taste of cock, and when I arrived at the park at the time we’d planned, I expected to find the handsome nineteen year old waiting for me. Instead of Robert, however, I found three guys from the football team howling with laughter as they video recorded my turmoil on their phones.

I was devastated, and it took only a few hours before the video spread like wildfire and suddenly every person in school knew I was gay. I considered dropping out, but my parents insisted that I finished the year, so from that moment until this, I’d been plotting.

I knew all of the douchebags because let’s face it, who didn’t know them? Just like Liana, their parents were all well regarded assholes in the town, and they’d all stay here forever and work in their family businesses, have families of their own, and raise horrible little bullying children as the cycle repeated itself.

I, however, had already gotten a place in a college on the other side of the country, so as soon as the year was over, I was out of there for good.

I took a look at myself in one of the mirrors and grinned beneath the mask. I’d always been shorter than average, and pretty thin for a guy, so all it took was some padding and some very tight briefs, and suddenly I had the physique of a woman.

Grant was the first of the three that I found. Just like the others, he was incredibly handsome and superbly fit. He was both a footballer and a wrestler, and it was easy to tell. As far as I was aware, he was the only one that wasn’t in a relationship, so he would surely be the easiest, well, maybe.

Doing this without talking was going to be the most difficult part, but straight men like these guys are very limited creatures. I simply brushed by him as I walked, and suddenly his eyes were on me.

“Oh, hey there” Grant grinned, a red cup of beer in his large hand, “you’re that evil Spiderman, huh?”

I nodded.

“Or Spiderwoman I guess” he added with a chuckle, “can you guess who I am?”

I looked him up and down. He looked just like he always did, though he was wearing a singlet so I assumed it would be a wrestler of some sort.

“Kurt Angle” he told me proudly, “but I didn’t wanna shave my head”.

Although he couldn’t see my eyes, I could clearly see his, and they’d remained on my fake tits since we began talking. What an asshole.

“Do I know you?” He asked, lowering his voice a little and leaning in. I shook my head.

“Do you know me?” He pressed, and I shook my head again.

“Do you want to know me?”

Bingo.

I didn’t say anything, but apparently that was enough. He took my hand and a moment later, he was leading me up the stairs and into one of the bedrooms.

“I don’t usually do this” he lied, “but you’re looking so damn fine in that sexy outfit”.

He took me around the waist and dragged me closer to him, and immediately I felt his bulge push against my stomach. Despite the fact that this was all for revenge, there was no denying that he was extremely hot.

He reached for my mask, and began to lift it up, but as soon as my mouth became free, I stopped him.

“Oh, like the movie, huh?” He whispered, pressing his lips to mine.

We kissed passionately, and with relative ease, Grant lifted me up and lay me on the bed. This was certainly going to be the trickiest part, but I was confident that I could pull it off.

“I’m gonna eat that pussy” he told me, searching for the entrance to the outfit.

I turned around, exposing my ass to him as he found the zip and freed it.

My butt, just like the rest of my body, was completely hairless, and when he looked down at it, he stopped and so did my heart.

“Oh you wanna get freaky?” He sneered, spanking me hard, “I can do freaky”.

His two hands pried my ass cheeks apart as I did my best to keep my cock and balls hidden between my legs. Less than a second later, his mouth covered my virgin hole, and his tongue began to work its way inside me.

It felt so fucking good that I almost forgot to set my phone to record on the bedside locker. Almost.

As Grant blindly rimmed my smooth hole, I felt my cock begin to strain. The last thing I needed was to pop a boner and be found out. I’d surely be murdered if that were to happen.

I pulled off of his tongue, and slid off the bed. I could see now that the handsome black haired wrestler had already pulled the singlet from his body and was pumping a pretty decent sized cock in his hand.

I strolled seductively over to him, careful to hide my bulge, and got to my knees.

“Oh yeah” he nodded, “you really are a little slut, huh?”

He fell back onto the bed with his wet cock on show and placed his muscular arms behind his head as I took him in my mouth.

Grant groaned and gasped as I swallowed his meat and tasted his delicious pre-cum spill across my tongue. The taste of revenge however, was even better.

I continued blowing him for at least ten minutes before he tried pulling me off his cock.

“Show me those tits” he almost whimpered, grabbing at me, but I ignored him and returned to deep throating his rod.

I must have been quite skilled, because the idea of seeing my fake breasts seemed to dwindle in his mind as I took him closer to orgasm.

“Hold up” he gasped, and I froze.

Grant got up from the bed with his cock drooling onto the floor and grabbed his phone. Thankfully, he hadn’t noticed mine.

“How about I get a few of the guys up here?” He said, stroking himself, “I know they’d love a shot of that ass”.

I considered it for a moment. As far as I knew, Grant’s best friends were Troy and Cole, the other two assholes who set me up. My plan had been to find them all individually throughout the night, but how awesome would it be if I could get them all together to not only play with me, but perhaps play with each other, too.

I slid my finger between my ass cheeks and pushed it inside my wet hole as Grant bit his lip and grinned.

“Fuck yeah!” he hissed, and put his phone to his ear.

“Hey, Cole” he said, and my heart raced with excitement, “get Troy and get your asses up here, I have a feeling you’re gonna like this shit”.