PART ONE To say that I was in heat by the time my boyfriend Benny and I headed out for a Halloween party is an understatement, to say the least. Whats worse, he knew that I was hornier than a proverbial toad, but for reasons that would only later become clear to me, he decided to make me hold off on getting some nookie. The aforementioned party was an annual shindig given by some friends of ours at a nearby event hall. We usually went every year without fail, but because we had missed the previous year, there was no doubt that wed be attending this time. As for my costume, it was nothing special, really. Im a nurse by profession, so I was just going to go in some of my own scrubs and a face mask, with a stethoscope to complete the look. However, it was Bennys choice of costume that was a bit I guess daring would be a good word. We figured since I was going as a surgeon, that he should be my patient. This was all well and good, but when I saw what, or should I say how little, he had planned on wearing, I was a bit more than surprised. I was dressed and waiting when Benny finally got back to our apartment, and as I started in on him for making us close to an hour and a half late, he assured me that itd take less than a minute for him to get ready. I followed him to our bedroom and watched as he pulled a thin hospital gown from a plastic shopping bag. He then proceeded to take off all of his clothes--underwear included--pulling the flimsy gown on over his birthday suit. Tie this for me, will ya? Benny said, turning to expose his plump, bare naked backside. Wait is this a joke? Its barely fifty degrees outside. Dont be such a nurse, Jackson! he cried. Its Halloween! AAAnnddd .its just a short walk to the car and then into the party. Besides, Ive got my coat. And I have you to keep me warm, right? But youre naked, I said as I tied the first of four straps that were supposed to close off the gown in back. So, thats why I feel that breeze, he quipped sarcastically. Well, I figured thered be a gown involved when you agreed to go as my patient, but I didnt know you were going to go all out. People hardly ever have anything on under these things, right? Mostly, no. Well, lets just say I like to be authentic, he joked. Does this mean I get to feel you up during the night whenever the mood hits me? Mmmm maybe. To be honest, I was hoping wed get in a little lovin before we left for the party I said, leaning in to nuzzle Bennys neck. I wrapped my arms around him and felt myself getting hard. Unh uhh , he said, gently freeing himself from my grasp. If we do it now, then itll ruin the surprise I was saving for later on. Come on, I protested. Ive been horny all day. And what, with this you being naked thing and all it isnt making it any easier. Why wait? Because good things come to those who do, he said. Besides, you said yourself that were late, so we really should be getting a move on. Benny backed up a few feet to give me a good look, holding his arms out in an overly-exaggerated pose. Whaddayathink? God, youre gorgeous, I said. Benny was just under six feet tall with a built, moderately hairy physique that he kept toned by frequent visits to the gym. His chestnut-colored hair was in a crew cut, which is the way it always was, and he usually alternated between a proper goatee or a soul patch with no moustache at all (on this night he was sporting the latter). His skin had the ability to be sun-kissed year-round, and I frequently let him know how envious I was of this fact. The hospital gown barely touched his knees, and as he backed up a bit more, I could see his thick cock flopping underneath it. I asked him to turn around, and when he did, I noticed the crack of his ass peeking out from the slit in the back. Um, your ass is showing, I said. You couldnt tie it any tighter? Benny asked. I shook my head and said, Any tighter and it would rise up considerably. You dont want your balls to be on display the whole night, do you? He laughed and moved to the other side of the room, checking himself out in the full-length mirror. Well shit, I guess youll just have to stand behind me the whole night. I doubt it. By the time we get there, everybodyll be so blitzed they wont notice youre au naturel under that thing. Ya think? Yep. Then again, you could put on some underwear. He shot me a playfully incredulous look and said, Well, wheres the fun in that? Okay, but just remember not to bend over too often. And sit with your legs closed, young man. You mean I cant do this ? Benny asked, bending over far enough for the gown to rise and reveal his two globular, slightly hairy butt-cheeks. I gave him a smack across his fleshy bottom, hard enough that it made him snap upright, screaming, Owwww!! Want me to kiss it and make it all better? I asked, getting to my knees. Maybe later. But for now, lets hit the road, doc. ** Someone dressed as one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles greeted us at the entrance, handing us both plastic pumpkins filled with assorted Halloween favors. We stepped into the cavernous hall and, as expected, things were definitely in full swing. Loud music blared over the sound system, and the massive crowd danced and cavorted in their Halloween best amidst silly decorations, theatrical fog and eerie orange, green and blue strobe lighting. We spotted a coat check area and promptly did away with outer garments--I with my leather jacket and Benny with his pea coat. We then made our way toward the vicinity of the food/punch bowl table to survey the goings-on. Happening party, wouldnt you say? I asked after pulling down my face mask. For sure, said Benny. I think we came at just the right time. Are you trying to make me forget that were late? Dont worry, I dont think theyve started bobbing for apples yet. Very funny, I blurted. Speaking of apples, howre yours holding up? I gripped his right ass cheek firmly and squeezed it, relishing its firmness beneath the soft cotton hospital gown. Ooh, if you keep that up, you might make Benny Jr. stand at attention, he said. Thats the intent . Benny took a noisemaker from his pumpkin bucket and blew it in my face, and just as I went into my bucket for a little retaliation, Death himself approached us. Well, check out who finally arrived! Death yelled, pulling his hood off to reveal our good friend Marty, one of the throwers of the party and all-around good guy. His face was covered in white and black paint done up to make him resemble a skull. Marty! Benny shouted. We were just remarking about the sheer epicness of your little soiree! It looks like theres more people than ever! Yeah, I think everyone I told about it invited ten more people. But hey, the more the merrier, right?! Exactly, I chimed in. We wouldve gotten here sooner, but I had to wait for Methuselah here to get home and all. I dont think Jacksons ever heard of being fashionably late, Benny said. Marty laughed and said, Well, you know how these things always go into the wee hours. Lateness is a non-issue. Hey, speaking of fashion, you guys look awesome. You too! I said. Who did your make-up? A neighbor of mine is heavily into theater, and he had all the paint and shit for my face. Ive had this cloak for a couple of years, and finally decided to put it to some good use. Let me guess, you guys are surgeon and patient, right? You got it! said Benny. I suddenly had an oh shit moment, hoping that Marty wouldnt investigate Bennys outfit too closely. I glanced down and saw Bennys manhood bulging beneath the hospital gown, and just knew that the jig would be up. Well, you both look great, said Marty. Just then, someone from across the room yelled his name. Coming!!! he shouted back. Listen, Im gonna run, but Ill see you guys later. Dont forget to stick around for the big giveaway at midnight! Sure thing, Mart! I yelled as he made his way across the room. I turned to Benny and said, Big giveaway, huh? Wonder what that could be. I dunno, but I plan on giving away a little something myself tonight, Benny said. Really? You gonna tell me, or are you gonna make me guess? Youll find out soon enough. ** Bobbing for apples is a lot trickier than it looks, and I was as much a failure at it that night as any other time. Youd think that with a room full of people cheering me on, along with my, ahem, rather adept skills at most things oral, that Id at least be able to get one of those damn things between my teeth. But, it wasnt to be. Before long I felt the tap on my shoulder from some guy dressed like a Pez dispenser telling me my time was up. But I almost had one! I yelled in vain. Thats okay, babe, Benny said reassuringly, patting me on the back. You gave it a good try. Now, its my turn. Youre not gonna be able to get one, I said matter-of-factly. Please. Its a piece of cake. I swiped the water away from my face and joined the rest of the crowd gathered around the bucket, with people giving me thumbs up and telling me Id get em next time. Benny stretched and cracked his knuckles, readying himself to dip his head into the bucket and give it a go. With his legs spread, he waited until the Pez guy counted three and went at it, thrashing around madly trying to snatch an apple. It wasnt long before I noticed his hospital gown rising a little too high. His toned, supple thighs were clearly displayed, and the harder he tried to snag an apple, the further the gown rose. I snuck up behind him quickly, checking his progress and, more importantly, keeping his naked ass from being exposed to everyone in clear view. The countdown began quickly with the crowd chanting Ten! Nine! Eight! Before they hit five, Benny emerged from the water with a fat, red apple between his teeth and a look of excitement on his soaked face. He took a giant bite out of the fruit and grinned, saying, Like I told you, a piece of cake.