(a/n this not mine this someone work and search in google and if your the person who made it and want me to delete please tell me or just tell me to credits you)
(y/n) was awoken by the sound of shuffling around in his bedroom. "h-hello?" the half-asleep boy called out, scanning his darkened bedroom, eyes still adjusting to the dark. the boy's eyes soon grew accustomed to the dim light and (y/n) noticed a large figure standing in the corner of his room. (y/n) let out a gasp as the figure approached him, holding a large chef's knife. (y/n) could feel his entire body shaking in fear. the boy stood up our of his bed, wearing an oversized pumpkin sweater that loosely cling to his shoulder and walked towards the man, trying to not let fear overpower him.
the man rose the knife threateningly, expecting the boy to flinch or recoil or even scream... but, he didn't. Michael myers let out a small grunt of confusion and cocked his head slightly to the right. "hey there, mr.myers. is that knife in your pants or are you just happy to see me?" (y/n) purred, tugging on the front of the man's zipper, pulling down to expose his muscular chest. the killer growled, pinning the boy to the ground and plunging the knife into his exposed shoulder. (y/n) didn't scream, he instead let out a lustful moan of pleasure.
Michael just stared at the boy, in pure shock by his reaction. there was no fear in the male eyes, just pure lust and desire. Michael felt his own dick twitching in his jumpsuit. the killer let out a low growl, hot breath hitting (y/n)'s neck, causing (y/n) to shudder. Myers's teeth sank into the boy's tender flesh, causing him to moan loudly. "a-ahhhnnn-" (y/n) moaned, hard on pressed between his body and Michael's. Michael growled multiple times as he ravaged the boy's neck, removing his black spider choker for better access.
eventually, Michael found that sweet spot, causing (y/n) to wail in pure pleasure, ecstasy buzzing through his entire body. Michael clamped down hard and sucked at the area, (y/n) whimpering, cock aching for any form of touch, still trapped between the men's bodies. (y/n) kept gasping and moaning, clawing at the man's coveralls with his nails.
"fuck it!" the man growled, pulling his mask off, revealing a rather attractive face, adorned with scars, dark brown, slicked-back hair, and black, lustful eyes. (y/n) breathed heavily, taking in every aspect of the face beneath the mask. "you're so... beautiful..." (y/n) purred, cupping the man's cheek with his hand before Michael pinned the boy's wrists down and roughly kissed him. the kisses were littered with bites and against Myers, cock still trapped between them, aching to be stimulated.
"please... I need more, please..." (y/n) whimpered, panting hard. Michael unzipped his coverall's to release a huge, throbbing member and straddled (y/n) unside down, his own face at the boy's crotch, pulling the sweater up, releasing the boy cock from the cloth prison. "Mr.Myers... you're so big..." the boy purred softly, licking his lips at the sight of cock. both men took the stiff cock into their mouths, moaning against the poles. Myers's member was astonishingly large, but, (y/n) enjoyed it immensely, taking it with surprising ease. Michael was borderline deeptroating the boy's dick, moaning around the shaft.
"mmmmppphh~" (y/n) mumbled, enjoying the slightly salty taste of the man's skin as the killer thrusted the cock deeper into the boy's mouth. (y/n) bucked forward into Myers's mouth in response. the murderer popped off (y/n) with a pop, wiping the spit from his mouth with his still clothed sleeve and pulled his own cock from the boy's mouth, causing the boy to whine sadly.
Myers then straddled the boy's shoulder, the same shoulder that was previously stabbed. Michael let out a lustful growl, sticking his length against the cut and started thrusted, coating his length in blood, mixing with the saliva that was already on it. "a-ahhhnnn~ it hurts soooo good..." (y/n) moaned, tears threatening to spill. "my knife knows how to make cuts that are just the right size..." the man purred, implying he's fucked cuts before. Michael pulled away from the wound, blood dripping from his hard cock, lifting up the boy's legs, ripping the boy's underwear off, exposing his rear to him, causing him to chuckle.
the murderer pressed his stiff, bloody cock against the boy's entrance. he growled as he forced it in, causing (y/n) to screech in pleasure, hole burning at it was stretched to accommodate the man's love organ. "do I feel good inside you kitten?" Michael asked, forcing more of himself into the young man. "y-yeahhh!!" (y/n) began, turning into moan as more of the organ was forced into him.
Michael started to thrust in and out of the boy, hitting a sensitive bundle of nerves hard with every thrust, sending shockwaves of pleasure through (y/n)'s entire being, ravaging his body. "oh g-god!" (y/n) yowled, intense pleasure shooting through his body. "nngghh- you're so tight and warm around me..." the man purred, fucking the young boy with powerful thrusts. "don't stop-! don't stop-!" (y/n) repeated, the pleasure so intense that his body craved more of it each second. "don't worry, kitten. I don't plan on stopping."
"oh god- Michael! don't stop! it feels sooooooooo good!" (y/n) shrieked, white-hot love boiling in his groin. Michael continued impaling the young man on his cock, completely unrelentingly abusing the boy's insides. "don'tstopdon'tstopdon'tstop-" the boy whimpered, repeating the mantra, on the verge of release. "you want to come, sweet kitty?" Michael asked, making eye contact with his lover. "...please..." was the only confirmation Michael needed, thrusting one final time, causing (y/n) to shiver as white ropes soiling his pumpkin sweater. Michael growled, tightly gripping the boy's legs as he released into (y/n) filling him with his seed.
the man collapsed onto (y/n), panting hard, face sweaty and flushed. after a brief breather, Michael pulled out of (y/n) and picked up the sweet, sleepy kitten. he lay the boy on the bed and joined him on the opposite side. the second the man was seated, (y/n) clung to him. "you're so warm..." (y/n) mumbled, arms wrapped around the man's forearm. within moments the both are sleep
