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It was a hot summer night and the four fraternity brothers, Aaron, Kilian, Scott and Paul, were on their way to a legendary party at Camp Crystal Lake. The camp had been abandoned for over 28 years, but it was rumored to be the perfect spot for a wild fraternity celebration.
As they pulled up to the gate, they were met with a sign that read 'No Trespassing.' But that didn't stop the adventurous group of friends. They broke the chain on the gate and drove inside the camp, eager to explore the deserted grounds.
The guys drove up to the main cabin and were surprised to see that it looked well-kept. Scott, the handyman of the group, went to the window and pulled out his tools to try and open it. After a few minutes of tinkering, he managed to get the window to slide open.
The four of them climbed inside and were greeted with a dark, musty interior. But to their surprise, when Kilian flipped the light switch, the lights flickered on, revealing a spacious room furnished with couches, tables, rugs, and even a television. The inside of the cabin didn't look rundown at all.
Excited by their discovery, Paul went into the kitchen and turned on the water in the sink. To their amazement, it actually worked and water came gushing out of the faucet. The guys couldn't believe their luck.
They quickly brought their belongings inside the cabin and explored further. They found three bedrooms, each with a double bed, and they knew they would have to share rooms. Paul joked that it looked like Dylan, the smallest of the group, would have his own room. But then they realized that Dylan was nowhere to be seen.
'Speaking of Dylan, where is he?' Aaron asked, looking around.
Kilian then remembered that Dylan had texted him earlier saying he would be running late and would be there in 10 or 15 minutes. The guys decided to make the most of their time and began setting up for the party. Dylan's heart was racing with excitement as he drove down the winding road towards Crystal Lake. He had received an invitation from his fraternity brothers, Aaron, Kilian, Scott, and Paul, to join them for a wild party in the remote cabins by the lake.
As he turned a corner, his tire suddenly burst, causing him to lose control of the car. Dylan's heart stopped as he struggled to regain control, finally pulling over to the side of the road. He got out of the car and walked over to the tire, muttering curses under his breath. Upon closer inspection, Dylan saw that a metal pipe had been purposely lodged into the tire.
Frustrated and pissed off, Dylan opened his trunk to grab a spare tire. As he was about to change the tire, he heard a noise coming from the dark woods. His instincts told him to be cautious, and he looked around but didn't see anything. Shaking it off, Dylan turned around to put the spare tire on his car.
When he finished, he heard footsteps behind him. He quickly turned around and froze in shock as a 6 foot 5 inches muscular bald man wearing a hockey mask stood before him. Dylan stared at him in fear, unsure of what to do.
'Hey man, I don't want any trouble,' Dylan said, trying to stay calm.
But the man, who Dylan could only assume was the infamous Jason Voorhees, continued to walk towards him. Dylan's heart was pounding so loudly he could barely hear his own words.
In a moment of panic, Dylan reached for a sharp metal pipe on the ground and threatened Jason. 'I'm warning you, man. Stay the fuck back!'
But to his surprise, Jason just continued to walk towards him. Dylan swung the pipe, but Jason easily dodged it. Before he knew it, Jason had grabbed his arm and pushed him against the car. Panic and fear coursed through Dylan as he stared at the torn hockey mask, exposing Jason's bottom mouth.
But to Dylan's shock, Jason leaned in and kissed him on the lips. At first, Dylan was scared and tried to push Jason away, but then he found himself kissing him back. The fear and tension that had filled him just a few moments ago had been replaced with a sudden intense attraction to this dangerous man in front of him.
As the kiss intensified, Jason slipped his hands down the back of Dylan's pants and began to finger his hole. Dylan moaned in pleasure, his previous fear completely forgotten.
Lust and desire took over as Jason pushed Dylan down onto the backseat of his car and pulled his pants down. He began to finger him harder, causing Dylan's moans to become louder and more desperate.
Without warning, Jason pulled out his massive cock and shoved it inside Dylan's ass. The pleasure was overwhelming as Jason pounded him harder and harder. Dylan screamed in ecstasy, lost in the heat of the moment.
But it wasn't enough for Jason. He wanted more.
With a growl, Jason sat down in the backseat and pulled Dylan on top of him. Dylan wrapped his arms around Jason's neck, and they began to kiss again, lost in the passionate moment.
Dylan couldn't believe what was happening. He had never been with a man before, let alone with Jason Voorhees, but he didn't want it to stop. He rode Jason's cock, bouncing up and down, enjoying every moment of it.
As they both reached their peak, Jason came inside Dylan, and Dylan couldn't help but scream in pleasure. Jason got out of the car and began to walk back into the woods, leaving Dylan trembling and dazed inside the car.
As they pulled up to the gate, they were met with a sign that read 'No Trespassing.' But that didn't stop the adventurous group of friends. They broke the chain on the gate and drove inside the camp, eager to explore the deserted grounds.
The guys drove up to the main cabin and were surprised to see that it looked well-kept. Scott, the handyman of the group, went to the window and pulled out his tools to try and open it. After a few minutes of tinkering, he managed to get the window to slide open.
The four of them climbed inside and were greeted with a dark, musty interior. But to their surprise, when Kilian flipped the light switch, the lights flickered on, revealing a spacious room furnished with couches, tables, rugs, and even a television. The inside of the cabin didn't look rundown at all.
Excited by their discovery, Paul went into the kitchen and turned on the water in the sink. To their amazement, it actually worked and water came gushing out of the faucet. The guys couldn't believe their luck.
They quickly brought their belongings inside the cabin and explored further. They found three bedrooms, each with a double bed, and they knew they would have to share rooms. Paul joked that it looked like Dylan, the smallest of the group, would have his own room. But then they realized that Dylan was nowhere to be seen.
'Speaking of Dylan, where is he?' Aaron asked, looking around.
Kilian then remembered that Dylan had texted him earlier saying he would be running late and would be there in 10 or 15 minutes. The guys decided to make the most of their time and began setting up for the party. Dylan's heart was racing with excitement as he drove down the winding road towards Crystal Lake. He had received an invitation from his fraternity brothers, Aaron, Kilian, Scott, and Paul, to join them for a wild party in the remote cabins by the lake.
As he turned a corner, his tire suddenly burst, causing him to lose control of the car. Dylan's heart stopped as he struggled to regain control, finally pulling over to the side of the road. He got out of the car and walked over to the tire, muttering curses under his breath. Upon closer inspection, Dylan saw that a metal pipe had been purposely lodged into the tire.
Frustrated and pissed off, Dylan opened his trunk to grab a spare tire. As he was about to change the tire, he heard a noise coming from the dark woods. His instincts told him to be cautious, and he looked around but didn't see anything. Shaking it off, Dylan turned around to put the spare tire on his car.
When he finished, he heard footsteps behind him. He quickly turned around and froze in shock as a 6 foot 5 inches muscular bald man wearing a hockey mask stood before him. Dylan stared at him in fear, unsure of what to do.
'Hey man, I don't want any trouble,' Dylan said, trying to stay calm.
But the man, who Dylan could only assume was the infamous Jason Voorhees, continued to walk towards him. Dylan's heart was pounding so loudly he could barely hear his own words.
In a moment of panic, Dylan reached for a sharp metal pipe on the ground and threatened Jason. 'I'm warning you, man. Stay the fuck back!'
But to his surprise, Jason just continued to walk towards him. Dylan swung the pipe, but Jason easily dodged it. Before he knew it, Jason had grabbed his arm and pushed him against the car. Panic and fear coursed through Dylan as he stared at the torn hockey mask, exposing Jason's bottom mouth.
But to Dylan's shock, Jason leaned in and kissed him on the lips. At first, Dylan was scared and tried to push Jason away, but then he found himself kissing him back. The fear and tension that had filled him just a few moments ago had been replaced with a sudden intense attraction to this dangerous man in front of him.
As the kiss intensified, Jason slipped his hands down the back of Dylan's pants and began to finger his hole. Dylan moaned in pleasure, his previous fear completely forgotten.
Lust and desire took over as Jason pushed Dylan down onto the backseat of his car and pulled his pants down. He began to finger him harder, causing Dylan's moans to become louder and more desperate.
Without warning, Jason pulled out his massive cock and shoved it inside Dylan's ass. The pleasure was overwhelming as Jason pounded him harder and harder. Dylan screamed in ecstasy, lost in the heat of the moment.
But it wasn't enough for Jason. He wanted more.
With a growl, Jason sat down in the backseat and pulled Dylan on top of him. Dylan wrapped his arms around Jason's neck, and they began to kiss again, lost in the passionate moment.
Dylan couldn't believe what was happening. He had never been with a man before, let alone with Jason Voorhees, but he didn't want it to stop. He rode Jason's cock, bouncing up and down, enjoying every moment of it.
As they both reached their peak, Jason came inside Dylan, and Dylan couldn't help but scream in pleasure. Jason got out of the car and began to walk back into the woods, leaving Dylan trembling and dazed inside the car.
The night was young and the four fraternity brothers, Aaron, Kilian, Scott and Paul, were having a blast at their annual camping trip at Crystal Lake. They had been partying all night, enjoying the company of each other and the peaceful surroundings of the lake.
As they continued to dance and drink around the campfire, Kilian couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He had been texting his friend Dylan, but there was no response. He had been looking forward to seeing Dylan and was disappointed at his no-show.
'What's wrong, Kilian?' Aaron asked, noticing the worry on his friend's face.
'I'm texting Dylan, but he's not responding. He should have been here by now,' Kilian replied.
Aaron chuckled and put a hand on Kilian's shoulder. 'Relax, man. Dylan is probably just messing around with someone. He'll be here soon.'
The boys continued with their partying, but little did they know that someone was watching them from outside the cabin. Jason Voorhees, the infamous killer of Crystal Lake, had stumbled upon the cabin and was now peering in through the window.
The fraternity brothers were shirtless, showing off their toned and muscular bodies, and Jason couldn't help but find himself becoming more and more intrigued. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his breathing becoming heavy.
Paul noticed something out the corner of his eye and turned to look out the window. He saw a man standing just outside, staring intensely at them. His heart skipped a beat, but when he looked back, the man had disappeared.
'Guys, someone was staring at us through the window,' Paul said, with a hint of fear in his voice.
The other boys laughed at him and Aaron shook his head. 'Come on, Paul. Stop being paranoid. It's probably just your imagination. You need to put down the beer.'
But Paul couldn't shake off the feeling that he had just seen someone. He looked out the window again and this time, he saw the lake. A mischievous thought crossed his mind and a grin appeared on his face.
'Hey guys, let's go for a swim!' Paul suggested.
The other boys looked at him in disbelief. 'Are you crazy, Paul? It's dark and cold outside. Let's wait till tomorrow morning,' Scott replied.
But Paul was determined. 'I'm not waiting. I'm gonna go for a swim now. I'll catch up with you guys later.'
Without waiting for their response, Paul grabbed a towel and headed towards the lake. The other boys shook their heads in amusement and continued with their partying.
Paul shivered as he stepped out of the warm cabin and into the chilly night air. His friends, Aaron, Kilian, and Scott, were all still partying inside, but Paul needed some fresh air. He decided to take a walk down to the lake and go for a swim.
As he reached the edge of the lake, Paul couldn't resist the temptation of the cool water. He quickly stripped off his clothes and dove into the lake, the water enveloping his naked body. He swam around, enjoying the feeling of freedom and the coolness of the water.
Unknown to Paul, someone was watching him from behind a nearby tree. Jason Voorhees, had been lurking in the shadows, drawn to the sounds of the party and the sight of Paul's naked body.
As Paul took a dip under the water, Jason crept closer, his eyes never leaving the young man's form. When Paul resurfaced, he was shocked to find that all of his clothes were gone. He quickly scanned the area, but they were nowhere to be seen.
Frustrated and confused, Paul got out of the water and looked around for his clothes. He spotted a trail of footprints leading away from the shore and into the woods. Assuming that his friends were playing a prank on him, Paul followed the footprints, still completely naked.
He walked through the woods, the ground and leaves scratching against his bare skin. When he reached a clearing, he saw a wooden barn in the distance. The trail of footprints led straight to it.
Curiosity getting the better of him, Paul cautiously approached the barn. As he stepped inside, he saw old climbing ladders, hay, and rotten tools scattered around. It was then that he noticed a pair of boots poking out from behind a stack of hay.
Paul's heart raced as he thought it was one of his friends hiding and waiting to scare him. He slowly crept over to the corner, ready to jump and yell out. But as he got closer, he realized that there was no one there. Just the boots.
the barn door closing behind him. He turned around to see a tall, muscular man wearing a hockey mask staring at him. 'Who are you?' Paul asked, feeling a bit uneasy.
The man, known as Jason Voorhees, didn't answer. He just started walking towards Paul with a determined look in his eyes. Paul's heart started racing as he realized he was alone with this mysterious man. He turned around and saw a ladder leading up to the loft. Without thinking, he ran towards it and started climbing. But before he could reach the top, Jason grabbed his leg and pulled him down off the ladder. Paul hit the ground hard, and before he knew it, Jason had tied him up with a rope.
Paul tried to fight him off, but Jason was too strong. Soon, Paul found himself tied up naked in a standing spread eagle position. He screamed for help, but his friends were too far away to hear him. He was completely at the mercy of this enigmatic man.
Jason walked up to him and Paul begged, 'Please don't hurt me.' But Jason didn't seem interested in hurting him. Instead, he reached out and caressed Paul's face, making him shiver with both fear and desire. He looked into Jason's dark eyes, and as their gazes met, Paul felt a surge of arousal.
Jason swirled his finger around Paul's lips, making him moan softly. He then walked to the corner of the barn and picked up a horse whip. Paul's eyes widened in fear as Jason approached him again. But instead of hurting him, Jason ran the whip teasingly down Paul's back and over his bare butt. Paul couldn't help but moan at the sensation.
Jason continued to whip Paul's bare skin, and with each strike, Paul's arousal grew stronger. He could feel his cock getting harder and harder. Jason dropped the whip and walked up behind Paul, wrapping his arms around him and playing with his nipples. Paul leaned his head back, moaning in pleasure.
Suddenly, Jason's hands lowered down to Paul's cock, and he started stroking it. Paul moaned loudly as Jason's strong hands worked their magic. He couldn't believe the pleasure he was feeling, despite the fact that he was tied up and at the mercy of this mysterious man.
As Jason stroked faster and faster, Paul felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He screamed out in pleasure as he finally reached his climax, shooting a huge load of cum. Jason leaned in and kissed him on the lips before leaving the barn, leaving Paul tied up and still reeling from the intense pleasure he had just experienced.
As they continued to dance and drink around the campfire, Kilian couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He had been texting his friend Dylan, but there was no response. He had been looking forward to seeing Dylan and was disappointed at his no-show.
'What's wrong, Kilian?' Aaron asked, noticing the worry on his friend's face.
'I'm texting Dylan, but he's not responding. He should have been here by now,' Kilian replied.
Aaron chuckled and put a hand on Kilian's shoulder. 'Relax, man. Dylan is probably just messing around with someone. He'll be here soon.'
The boys continued with their partying, but little did they know that someone was watching them from outside the cabin. Jason Voorhees, the infamous killer of Crystal Lake, had stumbled upon the cabin and was now peering in through the window.
The fraternity brothers were shirtless, showing off their toned and muscular bodies, and Jason couldn't help but find himself becoming more and more intrigued. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his breathing becoming heavy.
Paul noticed something out the corner of his eye and turned to look out the window. He saw a man standing just outside, staring intensely at them. His heart skipped a beat, but when he looked back, the man had disappeared.
'Guys, someone was staring at us through the window,' Paul said, with a hint of fear in his voice.
The other boys laughed at him and Aaron shook his head. 'Come on, Paul. Stop being paranoid. It's probably just your imagination. You need to put down the beer.'
But Paul couldn't shake off the feeling that he had just seen someone. He looked out the window again and this time, he saw the lake. A mischievous thought crossed his mind and a grin appeared on his face.
'Hey guys, let's go for a swim!' Paul suggested.
The other boys looked at him in disbelief. 'Are you crazy, Paul? It's dark and cold outside. Let's wait till tomorrow morning,' Scott replied.
But Paul was determined. 'I'm not waiting. I'm gonna go for a swim now. I'll catch up with you guys later.'
Without waiting for their response, Paul grabbed a towel and headed towards the lake. The other boys shook their heads in amusement and continued with their partying.
Paul shivered as he stepped out of the warm cabin and into the chilly night air. His friends, Aaron, Kilian, and Scott, were all still partying inside, but Paul needed some fresh air. He decided to take a walk down to the lake and go for a swim.
As he reached the edge of the lake, Paul couldn't resist the temptation of the cool water. He quickly stripped off his clothes and dove into the lake, the water enveloping his naked body. He swam around, enjoying the feeling of freedom and the coolness of the water.
Unknown to Paul, someone was watching him from behind a nearby tree. Jason Voorhees, had been lurking in the shadows, drawn to the sounds of the party and the sight of Paul's naked body.
As Paul took a dip under the water, Jason crept closer, his eyes never leaving the young man's form. When Paul resurfaced, he was shocked to find that all of his clothes were gone. He quickly scanned the area, but they were nowhere to be seen.
Frustrated and confused, Paul got out of the water and looked around for his clothes. He spotted a trail of footprints leading away from the shore and into the woods. Assuming that his friends were playing a prank on him, Paul followed the footprints, still completely naked.
He walked through the woods, the ground and leaves scratching against his bare skin. When he reached a clearing, he saw a wooden barn in the distance. The trail of footprints led straight to it.
Curiosity getting the better of him, Paul cautiously approached the barn. As he stepped inside, he saw old climbing ladders, hay, and rotten tools scattered around. It was then that he noticed a pair of boots poking out from behind a stack of hay.
Paul's heart raced as he thought it was one of his friends hiding and waiting to scare him. He slowly crept over to the corner, ready to jump and yell out. But as he got closer, he realized that there was no one there. Just the boots.
the barn door closing behind him. He turned around to see a tall, muscular man wearing a hockey mask staring at him. 'Who are you?' Paul asked, feeling a bit uneasy.
The man, known as Jason Voorhees, didn't answer. He just started walking towards Paul with a determined look in his eyes. Paul's heart started racing as he realized he was alone with this mysterious man. He turned around and saw a ladder leading up to the loft. Without thinking, he ran towards it and started climbing. But before he could reach the top, Jason grabbed his leg and pulled him down off the ladder. Paul hit the ground hard, and before he knew it, Jason had tied him up with a rope.
Paul tried to fight him off, but Jason was too strong. Soon, Paul found himself tied up naked in a standing spread eagle position. He screamed for help, but his friends were too far away to hear him. He was completely at the mercy of this enigmatic man.
Jason walked up to him and Paul begged, 'Please don't hurt me.' But Jason didn't seem interested in hurting him. Instead, he reached out and caressed Paul's face, making him shiver with both fear and desire. He looked into Jason's dark eyes, and as their gazes met, Paul felt a surge of arousal.
Jason swirled his finger around Paul's lips, making him moan softly. He then walked to the corner of the barn and picked up a horse whip. Paul's eyes widened in fear as Jason approached him again. But instead of hurting him, Jason ran the whip teasingly down Paul's back and over his bare butt. Paul couldn't help but moan at the sensation.
Jason continued to whip Paul's bare skin, and with each strike, Paul's arousal grew stronger. He could feel his cock getting harder and harder. Jason dropped the whip and walked up behind Paul, wrapping his arms around him and playing with his nipples. Paul leaned his head back, moaning in pleasure.
Suddenly, Jason's hands lowered down to Paul's cock, and he started stroking it. Paul moaned loudly as Jason's strong hands worked their magic. He couldn't believe the pleasure he was feeling, despite the fact that he was tied up and at the mercy of this mysterious man.
As Jason stroked faster and faster, Paul felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge. He screamed out in pleasure as he finally reached his climax, shooting a huge load of cum. Jason leaned in and kissed him on the lips before leaving the barn, leaving Paul tied up and still reeling from the intense pleasure he had just experienced.
The three friends had been drinking and dancing all night, but now they were exhausted and decided to take a break. Kilian spoke up, 'I'm about to step outside to get some fresh air. You guys coming?'
Aaron nodded, 'I'm about to go take a shower and Scott, I'll see you in the morning.'
'Sounds good,' Scott replied as he headed towards the bedroom to crash for the night.
Kilian stepped outside and sat down on the bottom stairs, enjoying the cool breeze and peaceful silence of the night. He took out his phone and tried to text their friend Dylan, who was supposed to join them at Camp Crystal Lake. But there was no response. Kilian also tried texting Dylan's girlfriend, Lisa, but she had not heard from him either.
Growing worried, Kilian thought maybe Dylan had gotten lost or his phone had died. He decided to take a walk around the camp to see if he could find him. As he neared the lake, he realized his friend Paul, who had been swimming earlier, was nowhere to be seen.
He called out his name but there was no response. Kilian looked down and saw footprints leading away from the lake. He followed the trail and it led him to an old wooden barn. The door was locked, but he could hear moans coming from inside.
'Hello? Is anyone in there?' Kilian yelled, but there was no response. He noticed a big hole on the side of the barn and crawled inside, fearing the worst.
Inside, he saw his friend Paul tied up naked in a standing spread-eagle position. Kilian was in shock and ran towards him to try and untie him. He could see that Paul's face was under some sort of spell, he was unresponsive.
Kilian tried to loosen the ropes, but they were too tight. He knew he had to go back to the cabin to get help from his friends.
Aaron and Scott were resting up in the cabin. Scott was already tucked in for the night, while Aaron decided to take a quick shower before joining him. The cabin door was slightly cracked, letting in a cool breeze and the distant sounds of party music from the other side of the lake.
But suddenly, the atmosphere changed. Jason Voorhees walked into the cabin, his heavy footsteps echoing in the silence. He looked around the cabin, his eyes falling on the bathroom door where he heard the shower running. But instead of walking towards the bathroom, he was drawn to another room.
Curiosity getting the best of him, Jason opened the door and stepped inside. And there, lying on his stomach in bed, was Scott. He was fast asleep, wearing nothing but a pair of briefs. Jason's eyes roamed over the sleeping boy's body, his muscles tensing at the sight.
Without hesitation, Jason began to rub Scott's butt, his touch sending shivers down his own spine. He walked behind the sleeping boy, his hands squeezing his butt with an almost possessive grip. Scott stirred a little, but remained asleep as Jason slowly pulled down his briefs, exposing his bare butt.
Jason was breathing heavily now, his mind consumed with the thoughts of taking this boy. He took off his mask and leaned in to kiss and lick Scott's butt cheeks, his tongue teasing and tasting every inch of his skin. Scott let out a quiet moan in his sleep, his body responding to Jason's touch.
With a growing need, Jason spread open Scott's butt cheeks and started to rim his hole. Scott's moans grew louder, his body waking up to the pleasure. Jason's tongue was deep inside his hole, exploring and arousing him in ways he never imagined.
But then, Scott awoke from his sleep with a start. He turned around and saw a 6 foot 5 inches muscular bald man eating his ass. He was in shock and tried to run from him, but he could feel Jason's saliva filling up his hole. Scott couldn't help but moan in pleasure, his body succumbing to the intense sensations.
He grabbed Jason's head and pushed it down deeper into his ass, urging him on. Scott started to stroke his own cock, the pleasure building up inside him. And then, unable to hold it in any longer, he came with a loud cry, shooting a load of cum onto the bed.
Jason got up and walked out of the room, leaving Scott panting and trembling on the bed.
Aaron nodded, 'I'm about to go take a shower and Scott, I'll see you in the morning.'
'Sounds good,' Scott replied as he headed towards the bedroom to crash for the night.
Kilian stepped outside and sat down on the bottom stairs, enjoying the cool breeze and peaceful silence of the night. He took out his phone and tried to text their friend Dylan, who was supposed to join them at Camp Crystal Lake. But there was no response. Kilian also tried texting Dylan's girlfriend, Lisa, but she had not heard from him either.
Growing worried, Kilian thought maybe Dylan had gotten lost or his phone had died. He decided to take a walk around the camp to see if he could find him. As he neared the lake, he realized his friend Paul, who had been swimming earlier, was nowhere to be seen.
He called out his name but there was no response. Kilian looked down and saw footprints leading away from the lake. He followed the trail and it led him to an old wooden barn. The door was locked, but he could hear moans coming from inside.
'Hello? Is anyone in there?' Kilian yelled, but there was no response. He noticed a big hole on the side of the barn and crawled inside, fearing the worst.
Inside, he saw his friend Paul tied up naked in a standing spread-eagle position. Kilian was in shock and ran towards him to try and untie him. He could see that Paul's face was under some sort of spell, he was unresponsive.
Kilian tried to loosen the ropes, but they were too tight. He knew he had to go back to the cabin to get help from his friends.
Aaron and Scott were resting up in the cabin. Scott was already tucked in for the night, while Aaron decided to take a quick shower before joining him. The cabin door was slightly cracked, letting in a cool breeze and the distant sounds of party music from the other side of the lake.
But suddenly, the atmosphere changed. Jason Voorhees walked into the cabin, his heavy footsteps echoing in the silence. He looked around the cabin, his eyes falling on the bathroom door where he heard the shower running. But instead of walking towards the bathroom, he was drawn to another room.
Curiosity getting the best of him, Jason opened the door and stepped inside. And there, lying on his stomach in bed, was Scott. He was fast asleep, wearing nothing but a pair of briefs. Jason's eyes roamed over the sleeping boy's body, his muscles tensing at the sight.
Without hesitation, Jason began to rub Scott's butt, his touch sending shivers down his own spine. He walked behind the sleeping boy, his hands squeezing his butt with an almost possessive grip. Scott stirred a little, but remained asleep as Jason slowly pulled down his briefs, exposing his bare butt.
Jason was breathing heavily now, his mind consumed with the thoughts of taking this boy. He took off his mask and leaned in to kiss and lick Scott's butt cheeks, his tongue teasing and tasting every inch of his skin. Scott let out a quiet moan in his sleep, his body responding to Jason's touch.
With a growing need, Jason spread open Scott's butt cheeks and started to rim his hole. Scott's moans grew louder, his body waking up to the pleasure. Jason's tongue was deep inside his hole, exploring and arousing him in ways he never imagined.
But then, Scott awoke from his sleep with a start. He turned around and saw a 6 foot 5 inches muscular bald man eating his ass. He was in shock and tried to run from him, but he could feel Jason's saliva filling up his hole. Scott couldn't help but moan in pleasure, his body succumbing to the intense sensations.
He grabbed Jason's head and pushed it down deeper into his ass, urging him on. Scott started to stroke his own cock, the pleasure building up inside him. And then, unable to hold it in any longer, he came with a loud cry, shooting a load of cum onto the bed.
Jason got up and walked out of the room, leaving Scott panting and trembling on the bed.
Kilian was in a state of panic as he ran towards the cabin. He had just stumbled upon something horrifying – his friend Paul, tied naked in a standing spread eagle position inside the wooden barn. Without wasting any time, Kilian ran inside the cabin and yelled out for his friends Aaron and Scott.
Aaron, who was taking a shower, came running out with a towel wrapped around his waist. 'What is going on?' he asked Kilian in shock.
'I found Paul in the barn – tied up and naked!' Kilian exclaimed, still catching his breath.
Aaron's eyes widened in horror. 'We have to wake Scott up and call the police. We need to help Paul,' he said firmly.
The two of them rushed to Scott's room, only to find him lying in bed naked with a strange, satisfied smile on his face and semen all over his body. Aaron called out to him, but there was no response. Kilian then told Aaron that Paul had been found in the same state.
'We have to leave them here for now and get help. I have the keys to the car, let's go,' Aaron said, gesturing towards the door.
As they walked out of the room, they were greeted by a chilling sight – standing in front of them was the infamous killer, Jason Voorhees. Both Aaron and Kilian froze in shock and fear.
'We have to grab any weapon if we want to get past him,' Kilian whispered to Aaron.
But Aaron was not responding. He was in a trance, staring into Jason's dark, cold eyes. Kilian tried to snap him out of it, but nothing seemed to work. Jason slowly started to approach them.
Kilian knew they had to act fast. He snatched the car keys from Aaron and ran inside the room. Aaron was in a trance as Jason removed the towel from his waist. He started to kiss and lick Aaron's chest, slowly trailing down to his manhood. Aaron couldn't resist the pleasure and moaned in ecstasy as Jason sucked on his hard cock. meanwhile Kilian climbed out of the window and ran towards the car, hoping to get away as fast as possible.
But to his horror, the car wouldn't start. Kilian got out of the car, frantically looking for a way out. Suddenly, he heard loud moaning and screaming coming from inside the cabin. He turned around to see Jason had busted the door open and was now staring at him with his cold, dead eyes. Kilian's heart raced as he ran towards the dock by the lake.
Kilian started running towards the dock on the lake.
As he ran, Kilian could feel Jason getting closer and closer. He turned around and saw Jason not too far behind him. Kilian's heart was pounding and he knew he had to find a way to escape.
Kilian kept running on the dock, but when he reached the end, he realized he was trapped. Desperately, he turned around and saw Jason standing right behind him. Kilian tried not to look into Jason's eyes, but it was too late. He couldn't stop staring at the terrifying man in front of him.
To Kilian's surprise, Jason suddenly took off his mask. Kilian couldn't believe what he saw, Jason was not just a killer, but also a handsome man. Kilian's fear turned into curiosity as he watched Jason approach him.
Without hesitation, Jason leaned in and kissed Kilian on the lips. The two men kissed passionately, forgetting about the danger that surrounded them. Jason even took a step back, holding Kilian in his arms as they continued to kiss.
But just as the moment seemed perfect, Jason missed his step and fell into the lake. Kilian snapped out of it and realized what was happening. Jason couldn't swim, and he was struggling to stay afloat.
Kilian quickly looked around and saw a raft paddle on the dock. He grabbed it and started hitting Jason on the head, over and over again. Jason put up a fight, but eventually, he stopped moving and drowned in the water.
Kilian let out a sigh of relief as he lay back on the dock, looking up at the stars. He knew it was finally over, Jason Voorhees was dead.
Four months later, a couple named David and Kim snuck into Camp Crystal Lake. They had heard the rumors about the killer and decided to explore the abandoned camp.
As they walked around, they stumbled upon the dock by the lake. David and Kim couldn't resist the romantic setting and started making out. But after a while, David told Kim he needed to go take a piss in the woods and would be right back.
But as the minutes passed, Kim started to get worried. She decided to go look for David and stumbled upon a shocking sight. She saw her boyfriend on top of a man, riding him as if his life depended on it.
Kim was in shock as she realized the man her boyfriend was with was none other than Jason Voorhees. He stood at 6 foot 5 inches, muscular and bald, wearing a hockey mask over his face. Kim couldn't believe her eyes, and without thinking, she let out a blood-curdling scream.
The end.
Aaron, who was taking a shower, came running out with a towel wrapped around his waist. 'What is going on?' he asked Kilian in shock.
'I found Paul in the barn – tied up and naked!' Kilian exclaimed, still catching his breath.
Aaron's eyes widened in horror. 'We have to wake Scott up and call the police. We need to help Paul,' he said firmly.
The two of them rushed to Scott's room, only to find him lying in bed naked with a strange, satisfied smile on his face and semen all over his body. Aaron called out to him, but there was no response. Kilian then told Aaron that Paul had been found in the same state.
'We have to leave them here for now and get help. I have the keys to the car, let's go,' Aaron said, gesturing towards the door.
As they walked out of the room, they were greeted by a chilling sight – standing in front of them was the infamous killer, Jason Voorhees. Both Aaron and Kilian froze in shock and fear.
'We have to grab any weapon if we want to get past him,' Kilian whispered to Aaron.
But Aaron was not responding. He was in a trance, staring into Jason's dark, cold eyes. Kilian tried to snap him out of it, but nothing seemed to work. Jason slowly started to approach them.
Kilian knew they had to act fast. He snatched the car keys from Aaron and ran inside the room. Aaron was in a trance as Jason removed the towel from his waist. He started to kiss and lick Aaron's chest, slowly trailing down to his manhood. Aaron couldn't resist the pleasure and moaned in ecstasy as Jason sucked on his hard cock. meanwhile Kilian climbed out of the window and ran towards the car, hoping to get away as fast as possible.
But to his horror, the car wouldn't start. Kilian got out of the car, frantically looking for a way out. Suddenly, he heard loud moaning and screaming coming from inside the cabin. He turned around to see Jason had busted the door open and was now staring at him with his cold, dead eyes. Kilian's heart raced as he ran towards the dock by the lake.
Kilian started running towards the dock on the lake.
As he ran, Kilian could feel Jason getting closer and closer. He turned around and saw Jason not too far behind him. Kilian's heart was pounding and he knew he had to find a way to escape.
Kilian kept running on the dock, but when he reached the end, he realized he was trapped. Desperately, he turned around and saw Jason standing right behind him. Kilian tried not to look into Jason's eyes, but it was too late. He couldn't stop staring at the terrifying man in front of him.
To Kilian's surprise, Jason suddenly took off his mask. Kilian couldn't believe what he saw, Jason was not just a killer, but also a handsome man. Kilian's fear turned into curiosity as he watched Jason approach him.
Without hesitation, Jason leaned in and kissed Kilian on the lips. The two men kissed passionately, forgetting about the danger that surrounded them. Jason even took a step back, holding Kilian in his arms as they continued to kiss.
But just as the moment seemed perfect, Jason missed his step and fell into the lake. Kilian snapped out of it and realized what was happening. Jason couldn't swim, and he was struggling to stay afloat.
Kilian quickly looked around and saw a raft paddle on the dock. He grabbed it and started hitting Jason on the head, over and over again. Jason put up a fight, but eventually, he stopped moving and drowned in the water.
Kilian let out a sigh of relief as he lay back on the dock, looking up at the stars. He knew it was finally over, Jason Voorhees was dead.
Four months later, a couple named David and Kim snuck into Camp Crystal Lake. They had heard the rumors about the killer and decided to explore the abandoned camp.
As they walked around, they stumbled upon the dock by the lake. David and Kim couldn't resist the romantic setting and started making out. But after a while, David told Kim he needed to go take a piss in the woods and would be right back.
But as the minutes passed, Kim started to get worried. She decided to go look for David and stumbled upon a shocking sight. She saw her boyfriend on top of a man, riding him as if his life depended on it.
Kim was in shock as she realized the man her boyfriend was with was none other than Jason Voorhees. He stood at 6 foot 5 inches, muscular and bald, wearing a hockey mask over his face. Kim couldn't believe her eyes, and without thinking, she let out a blood-curdling scream.
The end.
