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The air was a bit chilling, an open button up over your t-shirt definitely didn't feel like enough now with the sun going down. Summer was over, fall was setting in. Blazing hot days turned into cool nights, which turned into days that were colder and colder, leaves changing fun colors. You loved and hated it at once.
You smiled to yourself softly as you strolled along. You went out just to grab sodas, candies, and Jiffy-Pop popcorn. The end of summer was always sad, but with that came the Halloween season. Decorations appear on people’s porches as the days go on, products become spookier looking. Your favorite of all was all the scary movies that would play on TV.
You swung your bag lightly in hand, cracking open a soda while you walked along the sidewalk. The sun was setting, and you were settling in for the night. You took a sip, a car passed you and eventually slowed down at the stop sign ahead. You paid no mind to most of your surroundings, you hoped you would be able to find a good movie for tonight.
You paused by the stop sign eventually, then proceeded forward. You heard the Exorcist was good but hadn’t gotten the chance to see it yet, Carrie was also good according to people, though you wondered how it would compare to the book. Not that you had read it but maybe you should read it first. You heard another vehicle approaching as you took another sip. Suddenly though you heard a voice coming from the vehicle.
You turned around and saw the familiar “Abracadabra” van, you smiled immediately as you swallowed your drink.
“Hey!” There he was, Albert. You stepped towards the window of the van.
He smiled at you brushing back his graying hair back with his fingers. Yeah…Albert. Your boyfriend that was older than you.
You stepped closer looking at his hair, the lighter parts highlighted in the setting sun. Much older boyfriend…
Albert put on his flashers as he continued to speak to you. “What are you up to?” He seemed to purr at you.
You raised your bag in hand. “Gonna go home, make some popcorn and see if there’s any spooky movies on TV."
Albert nodded a few times before he tutted slightly. “Well, I think Texas chainsaw is gonna be on tonight.”
You perked up immediately. “Really? What time?”
Albert smoothed his palm on his steering wheel. “Well, I could tell you, or you could come over?” He tilted his head towards you.
You laughed lightly and shook your head. He often acts like asking you simply to come over is too much, he always has to convince you to come over. You pulled open the van door as he grinned at you.
“What’d you get?” He asked as you pulled on your seatbelt.
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Albert told you to close your eyes as you heard him rearranging the living room from the kitchen. Eventually you were allowed back into the living room and laughed as he guided you in. He had created a fort from his couch and spare chairs around the living room.
You stayed in the kitchen rambling to him as he leaned on the counter, waiting for the popcorn to cook. He rested his elbows on the counter, tilting his head as smiled at you.
“I really wanna see Black Christmas as well.”
“What’s that one?”
“I’ve only heard my friends talk about the movie. What I’ve gathered is: This guy keeps calling these girls in their sorority, I think they're staying in their dorm for Christmas break? They keep getting phone calls from this creepy guy, he keeps making weird noises on the phone, the girls get really uncomfortable obviously. I think one girl had left but she never showed up home, so the police are around. He periodically kills off the girls. I don’t much much else.”
Albert was nodding along. He seemed to pause as you spoke and smiled a bit towards the end of your words. You looked at him curiously as you heard the popcorn rapidly begin to pop. “What?”
Albert seemed to snap back into consciousness as he looked at you. “Oh nothing…it seems like a voyeuristic but good movie. If I’m able to catch if it’ll be on TV, I’ll let you know.”
After a few more moments Albert cut the gas to the stove, taking a pot holder in hand and shaking the metal stick of it slightly, you heard a few more pops.
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Albert shut off all the lights in the living room, leaving a lamp on in his office, a lamp in the kitchen and one in the hall. It felt very ambient, you felt it was the sweetest thing in the world.
Albert sat with his arms splayed back as he watched the screen with you. A few times he seemed to rub his eyes, you mostly paid no mind but right now seemed like a slow start of the movie. You looked away as the hitchhiker
“Come on old man, you can’t be this tired yet.” You said as you stuck a few pieces of popcorn into your mouth. He playfully rolled his eyes.
He raised his eyebrows at you, the wrinkles on his forehead displayed more prominently in the low light. “Come on, I'm not that old. It’s just the TV is sometimes hard to look at.”
“With your old man eyes.” You grinned at him.
He pulled his lips into a line before leaning forward. He put his face in front of yours, his light eyes staring into yours. He slowly breathed out, his breath on your face tickled. You smiled at him, you always enjoyed being this close to him.
However the moment was cut short as he yanked the popcorn bowl from in front of you and sat back with it. Your mouth fell open as you stared at him. He shoveled a few pieces of popcorn in his mouth as he smiled at you, then turned his attention back to the TV.
You sat back with him as well, your eyes fixed on the TV. He definitely got you back.
You cringed slightly as the hitchhiker the group picked up cut the man in the wheelchair’s arm. Your feeling was right, as was the character’s. The guy was bad news.
You shook your head slightly before moving your hand to dig into the popcorn. You turned your head as your hand landed on nothing but Albert’s leg. He stared ahead at the TV while holding the popcorn bowl off to the side. You made a face as you tried to reach the bowl. Albert’s long arm however held the bowl further away.
You glanced back at the screen before speaking, “can I please have some popcorn?”
He moved his eyes away from the screen and smiled at you. “No.” His voice was cheerful.
You paused staring at him. “….why?”
He shrugged. “Why would you wanna share popcorn with an old man?”
You shook your head playfully at him. You moved on the seat closer next to him, your leg now pressed against his and you leaned on his arm.
“Come on Al, I was joking around.”
His light eyes stared into yours, his face was joyful, you knew he wasn’t seriously upset with you at all. He was getting you back, though you felt he already had, it made you smile.
You leaned your face closer to his as you lowered to him, “plus you know I like the fact you’re older than me anyways.”
Now he grinned at you, teeth shining from the low light. He pulled the bowl back on his lap to share with you. His other hand moved to gently grab your head as he kissed it. He messed with your hair for a moment before settling back into watching the movie, but his hand rested on your thigh.
You happily reached into the bowl for more popcorn as your attention went back to the movie as well.
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You stopped eating the popcorn as the movie seemed to pick up slightly. You looked at the room in the movie, having many animal skulls, you watched curiously. You sat back slightly as the man on screen tripped, then you gasped suddenly as he was hit over the head with a hammer. Your eyes widened and you covered your mouth, the man shook, and the blood, though you knew it was fake, made your eyes go wide. Then he was hit again, and dragged off screen.
It made you wonder about the rumors you heard. It was based off a true story, so who would do something like that? Or was it stories, just how many.
You pushed yourself further into Albert’s arm, as you glanced at him you were surprised to see he was softly smiling at the screen, eyes unwavering, fixed. He might just like horror movies more than you did.
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The decor of the horror house made you uncomfortable, the amount of bones stuck on anything and everything. Logically, you knew it was all movie probs but you heard it was based on what a killer actually did and that is what made you frightened. That and there looked like an amalgamation of human bones stuck with animal, it was awful to think of in reality, but it drew your attention in.
Your jaw dropped as the woman on screen began to run, but out came the masked man again. For a moment it seemed she would get away, but the shot changed and he grabbed her just outside the door. You were entranced by the scene. She screamed, she cried and fought, like anyone.
However she was dragged into the kitchen and tension rose your your shoulders as she was placed on a giant meat hook. You imagined what that must feel like, mentally you begged her to stop moving because wouldn’t that make it worse?
Albert slouched on the seat beside you, taking another glance you saw as he licked his lips. You really never saw any of these movies get to him in the same way it did you.
You shook your head slightly as the man revved the chainsaw, and started cutting into the original man. Once again you imagined yourself in the posit of being on the hook and having to watch. Your heart beat had picked up for the entire scene. Albert sat calmly, just a bit slouched, smiling at the screen. The popcorn bowl now sat in the center of his lap.
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You jumped slightly at the woman in the freezer, she practically leapt from it, shaking around at the man who found her. You shook your head, she was blue, bleeding out, how awful…
“Oh!” You let out suddenly as the masked man shouted, coming from the shadows and hit this man in the head with a hammer. You turned and pressed your head into Albert’s arm for a moment. Two of the men dead already…
Albert laughed softly, he rubbed your thigh comfortingly. “Come on boy, it’s not that scary I promise.”
You looked into his eyes, what confused you was the fact they looked a bit hooded. Huh. You took a deep breath as you turned back to the screen.
+++
The tension built in the movie again, the last two remaining, siblings, were walking through the dark trying to find out where everyone else had disappeared to.
You sat pushing your back against the couch. “Stop.” The man on screen in the wheelchair said, but you suddenly turned your head, your heart skipping a beat as Leatherface, you heard people call that, roared the chainsaw. Though you quickly looked back at the screen, curious.
The masked man appeared to stick the chainsaw deeper into the man, blood sprawling on his body while the sister screamed in terror. You understood why so many people told you that you had to see this movie.
Not taking your eyes off screen you slid the popcorn bowl away, moving to rest your legs partially on Albert but you stopped suddenly as your knee brushed against his pants.
You turned your head looking down, you could hear the woman still crying out while running away as the man followed her. You blinked, thinking you were just seeing things in the low light…
Nope .
Albert was hard in his pants, not even just slightly, it looked like he was completely hard.
You moved your eyes up to Albert’s, his head was still mostly facing the TV, but his eyes were looking back into yours, his eyes mostly had an apologetic look.
You stared for some time, trying to figure him out.
“Al?” You finally said, very confused.
He sighed and moved over slightly and brought the bowl back onto his lap, holding it with both hands. Again he looked at you apologetically.
You figured he was freezing out of awkwardness, but really well, he needed a story. “This, happens from time to time…I have an odd reaction to tension and fear.”
You looked at him, waiting if he were to continue, so he did.
“Well…being aroused and feeling fear are very similar reactions you know? Your heart beats quicker, your eyes get all big, one to take in more around you for survival, and one for…well enjoyment.” He shrugged slightly. God would this one be it? Would he have to hit you over the head and drag you to the basement like he thought about from time to time?
You tilted your head for a moment, he continued to look at you through the side of his eyes. Then you shrugged, he breathed out slowly.
“That actually…makes sense.” He smiled softly at your words, so he turned his head towards you.
You glanced down at the bowl. “So, instead of being scared you get horny?” You said bluntly, that made him smile.
He shrugged lightly, “yeah. Not all the time but you know…happens enough that I know.”
You glanced at the screen, the woman was shakily looking at the man from the gas station earlier in the film.
You leaned in closer to Al, not liking that he had moved away even slightly. “You wanna do something about that?”
His expression was blank for a moment before he moved his hand and dropped the bowl to the floor. Thank god it was plastic.
You grinned at him before moving onto his lap. Truthfully, since you spotted how hard you saw he was you started getting hard yourself.
He moved his hands, looking up at you, pressing his thumbs into your lower back.
“Facing this way, you’re gonna miss the rest of the movie.” He spoke playfully.
You lightly rocked your hips over his which made him push his up into yours. “Oh no, I guess we’ll have to watch it again, maybe you won’t get hard next time.”
He lightly moved, slowly pushing up into your hips, his dick pushing against your ass.
“Hm, I’m not sure if you'll ever catch the end of this movie...” He said playfully.
You shook your head before leaning down to kiss him.
Albert pulled you closer on his lap, he licked at your lip gently before you opened your mouth.
Another scream rang out from the TV before Albert seemed to tense under you. A part of you didn’t believe what he said, considering he couldn’t even see the screen now, but you would take it anyway.
Suddenly after a minute or so Albert moved one hand under your jaw to move your head, his lips beginning to slide across your neck. Your breathing began to get deeper, more ragged. Then finally he slid his lips right to the spot you adored and you let out a small cry in pleasure.
Your head spun slightly, the kiss, his touches, all so soon, so sudden.
Cries from TV kept coming and Albert groaned. He pulled his lips away before taking handfuls of your sides and pushing you onto your back on the seat.
He hovered over you, panting heavily. The screams continued and Albert’s shoulders seemed to shake. You tilted your head looking at his reaction.
“God please…I need you.” He said desperately to you.
Your head spun for a moment again. Most times he would ask if you were ready, these moments where he seemed to beg were rare but you adored it.
You took in a shaky breath as you nodded. You were so hard it hurt to be inside your pants. You moved your hands down to start undoing your pants as he sighed.
He was mumbling a bit to himself as he removed his belt.
Though once in his hands his eyes seemed to fix on you, you dropped your pants, then immediately went after your underwear. You looked back into his eyes which seemed to wake him.
He dropped the belt to the floor before he pulled off his pants, underwear with it.
You shook your head lightly. “Do not go in dry.”
His eyebrows raised at you suddenly, in a bit of recognition. He leaned back and grabbed a small bottle of lotion from under the table.
Your own dick laid heavily against the bottom of your stomach, begging for attention but you wouldn’t give it yet.
Albert pumped out some lotion onto his fingers. You had slept with him recently, you were fairly sure it wouldn’t be bad like when you hadn’t been with him for some time.
He immediately pushed two fingers into your hole and there was no tension. Only his fingers pushing in, making your legs feel like jelly.
After a few minutes he had pushed in a third finger, you had been making small noises but now you had let out a drawn out moan. You could see him smiling at you in the low light, shifting lighter and darker from the TV screen.
“Al please, I think I’m ready.” You needed him, and considering how thick his cock was from blood particularly only going there, he needed you.
He leaned back, removing his fingers, his dick bounding ever so slightly with his movement, he licked his lips gently genetic pleasing a hand on your knee. You gave him a curious look.
“Would you mind…turning over?” Your face flushed, as did his.
He loved looking at your face, seeing all of your reactions, you adored being able to see him…every time he took you from behind he seemed to take you a bit rougher, faster than usual. All ways that made your head spin delightfully.
So you nodded enthusiastically before turning over.
“Keep on your knees, don’t flatten…there you go.” Albert smiled behind you. Your dick hung heavy between your knees. You laid on your elbows as you sat up on your knees.
Albert coated his cock in the lotion before dropping it to the floor. He slowly pushed inside your hole.
It was slow, the patience was always good, but it felt agonizing.
Albert’s chest shook slightly as he pushed himself fully inside of you. His mouth fell open into a small groan. Your eyes shut as he tried to let you adjust but you really didn’t need much time.
Albert tilted his head looking down at you. How he ever got so lucky that someone as young and sweet as you loved being impaled in his dick…he’d never know.
His eyes slowly grazed over the screen. His focus should be on you , all the sweet moans and cries out you always made for him …but as he slowly began to move his hips back and forth, he found his blood pumping more for the screams and cries coming from the TV…
He kept a hand on your hip and reached out to grab some hair by the nape of your neck. You made a small noise at the feeling, instinctively he spoke, “that’s a good boy. ” He said in a lower tone than he had meant.
It immediately made you throb, you squeezed your eyes shut harder as he began to increase his pace.
Albert’s head was lulled slightly to the side. It was the dinner scene, the woman’s screams were being mocked by her captors. Albert grinned, he glanced down at your body, picking up on the small moans you made.
He grinned to himself and made a low grain as he suddenly pulled back and snapped his hips into yours.
He hit every correct nerve. Your arms shook slightly as you made a loud moan. You laughed to yourself softly. Not all the time maybe, but moments he acted like this were fun…
He kept up with a quicker pace there, his breathing becoming very ragged, his hand clenched your hip. He used his hand to just slide you up and down his dick. You took it happily.
Albert’s breathing was ragged as he stared at the screen, the movie’s shots jumping between many takes of her screaming teary eyed. Then his eyes trailed over you, he smoothed his fingers out to be between stands of your hair.
“Baby boy, you can touch yourself you know?” He smiled softly at your whines due to his words. you moved an arm up and began stroking yourself at a rapid place.
You definitely needed to watch more horror movies with him. The way he seemed to unconsciously pull you back on his dick faster with the intensity of the movie, the way you could feel him throb with the cries coming from the screen. Something about this fictional distress got him off…and you liked what it did to him.
You felt yourself throb and the telltale tension in your lower abdomen.
Albert leaned over your back, hunching slightly as the woman ran into the road, the hitchhiker behind her. He noticed your moans and gasps had gotten louder. He smiled down at you, watching the movement of your hand.
He continued at his pace, his legs getting slightly tired but he wouldn’t stop now, absolutely not. His fingers dug slightly into your hips as he let out a low moan.
“You gonna cum for me boy? Gonna sound so nice just for me, an old man?” His tone was almost sing-song like, but dripping with arousal while he still teased you about earlier…but it broke you.
Who cared if he was older? With the pace he went at and the length of his dick, you were sure he was better at this for you than anyone younger would be…
With a sudden sob of pleasure, you squeezed your eyes harshly, seeing a variety of shapes as you came with an abrupt amount of force.
Albert’s eyebrows shot up, he knew you were close but hadn’t expected it that soon. It made him feel a bit powerful. He slowed down slightly but licked his lips as he took a deep breath in.
“Oh you poor thing…that must’ve felt so good.” He smoothed his fingers in your hair comfortingly, he didn’t stop moving in and out of you however. “Can you hold on for me though?”
You felt too good for him to want to stop but knew you would be sensitive. However you nodded as best you could against the cushion, though you were sure when you ended up in this position.
His hand still stuck firmly on your hip, he seemed to lean further over you as he continued. The first time he did anything like this with you he wasn’t sure if he would ever be able to get to this point, but now you took him so well.
His breathing made his chest shake, his hand in your hair shook slightly.
The extended pleasure after you came made you dizzy, but it made the moment so much better.
A loud whine had come from you, with a soft “Albert please.” You begged, not sure for what.
Desperation for him to cum…he groaned shakily as the tension broke.
He snapped his hips fully into yours as he unloaded.
His body seemed to shake with every breath. A glance at the screen and the man in the mask spun wildly in a circle with the chainsaw.
His head tilted back as he took in a deep breath. He slowly pulled himself out of you before sitting, half laying on the couch as he pulled on your hips, making you follow.
You were still panting slightly as you sat with your back pressed against his chest. Albert wrapped his arms around your torso. The room got dark as the credits rolled. You shook your head playfully.
He shut his eyes and stuck his nose between your neck and shoulder, his breath tickled.
“My perfectly accommodating boy.” He gently placed a kiss against your shoulder which made your heart flutter.
“If horror movies get you this worked up I’ll happily watch them any day with you.”
You rubbed his knuckles with the pad of your middle finger.
“Though maybe you should buy actual lube.”
He let out a small laugh, nodding behind you as he kissed your shoulder again…
He couldn’t help he had odd…or dark fantasies. He couldn’t help he probably did this to himself because he would get bored and jerk off while watching the random scary movies that came on TV…but he was happy that you loved him enough to accept him for being a bit…odd.