Beneath the Suit

This is a submission for the Literotica 2026 Halloween contest. Please vote and enjoy!

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The loud thumping of the bass nearly drowned out the endless chatter in the room. I was standing near the keg. Surveying the scene, I saw Spiderman, a nurse, and someone seemingly dressed as a plant. It was Halloween, of course, and I was at a house party. The college campus was electrified on a chilly, autumn night.

I had just started on my first solo cup of cheap beer when someone stepped in front of me.

"Your ass looks amazing in those shorts."

I looked up to see Tony. He and I used to hook up during freshman year, but sort of went our own way after the summer. He wore a beret and had a pipe in his mouth. His outfit looked not unlike his regular clothes.

"What are you?" I asked.

"I'm Sherlock Holmes."

"Okay...," I said as I surveyed down his body.

He stood about half a foot taller than me. Most men did. At only 5'6", I was on the smaller end of the spectrum. My height made me perfect for wrestling in high school, which I excelled at. Wrestling then helped me sculpt a near-perfect rear end that no self-respecting ass man could deny.

"Whatever, Grayson. I didn't have much time to get ready," he said.

We both laughed. We talked about how we'd been doing over the past few months. It was good to catch up, but I was happy when I saw my best friend walk through the door. Well, I was fairly certain it was her.

Amanda and I met at orientation, the summer before freshman year. She'd quickly picked up on me being gay and we immediately clicked. We happened to be the same height and began sharing clothes. Usually, she was the one to wear more of my stuff, but I did pull off some of her jeans a few times and received many a compliment for them.

The woman I suspected was Amanda wore a pink power ranger costume. The only skin that showed was around the eyes and mouth. If you looked quickly enough, you might mistake her as a living sex doll. But I bet she knew that.

Amanda was one of the hottest women on campus. If I weren't gay, I would have crushed hard on her. I was not surprised when she told me she'd been hanging out with Adrian, the star quarterback. He was the hottest man on campus, in my opinion. He was also working as a literal supermodel on the side, if that tells you what you need to know.

He walked into the party just after her which helped confirm it was in fact Amanda in the pink, skintight suit. He was dressed as a fire fighter. It was unoriginal and low budget, but he looked fine as fuck.

His square jaw and handsome face were framed by a plastic helmet with some random engine number on top. The sleeveless white undershirt beneath the sexy suspenders did nothing to hide his bulging pecs. His arms were ripped and incredibly defined. His baggy cargo pants and thick, black boots completed the look.

Amanda spotted me from across the room and walked over.

"Was that Tony Perkins?" she asked as she came in for a hug.

"Yeah," I said.

"What did he want?" she asked.

"To tell me my ass looks amazing in these shorts," I said.

Amanda smiled and I heard another voice from behind me.

"Your ass does look amazing in those shorts."

I turned around to see Adrian walking up to us. He passed me and quickly put his arm around Amanda's shoulders. He was 6'2" so he had to bend down to kiss the top of her head.

"Gray, this is Adrian. Adrian, meet my best friend, Grayson," Amanda said.

We shook hands. I melted into his handsome, smiling face and bright eyes.

"Boy scout?" he asked looking down at my brown polo, green vest covered in pins, and tight khaki shorts.

"Firefighter?" I asked him in return.

"Damn, this guy's good," he said with that killer smile. "I'm going to get us a drink, babe."

He walked off and I admired his muscled back and ass. Even in the loose clothing he wore, one could surmise that he had a dump truck of an ass.

"Holy shit, Amanda. He's hot as fuck," I said bluntly.

"He really is," she said as we both watched him walk away.

"He's great in bed too," she continued, "but I don't think it's going to work much longer."

"Why the hell not?" I asked, unable to comprehend why anyone would let that man go.

"Let's just say he's not the monogamous type," she said. I couldn't see her face and read her expressions, but I could tell she was at least a little disappointed.

"Damn. I'm sorry, Amanda," I said.

"It's all good. It's been fun while it lasted but tonight will be our last hoorah," she said with a smile.

Adrian returned and handed her a cup of beer. She looked at me knowingly, raised her glass up, and I joined her in a cheers before we downed half our beers.

***

About an hour into the party, I somehow ended up next to Adrian as we sipped from our beers. We were looking out into the cramped living room. Sweaty bodies danced around to the music blasting loudly from the speakers spread around the room.

Amanda was one of those out there. She was a great dancer and knew how to show off her best assets. The skintight suit made it rather impossible not to appreciate the banging body she had.

"Fuck. I love that costume on her," Adrian said.

I looked up to see his gaze fixed on her.

He turned to me and said, "Here's to hoping she lets me in that back flap tonight."

He held up his cup to cheers and I tapped mine against his.

"Cheers," I said.

As we sipped, I looked at Amanda's ass. Her costume had a square flap that could be undone, presumably to use the bathroom. But Adrian had another use in mind, apparently.

It was hot hearing him talk like that. I'd never even met the guy before, but trust me, I'd studied his body on campus, at the games in his football tights, and on social media.

It was strange knowing what I knew, but not being able to say anything. I knew that Amanda would be ending it with him tomorrow. She'd done this frequently and I recognized her routine. I also knew she'd never let him in that back flap.

Amanda had sworn off anal after freshman year. A guy named Greg ruined it for her and she's refused to do it ever since. A guy she really liked even broke up with her over it, but she held firm.

***

A couple more hours went by, and I was standing outside the bathroom waiting my turn. I'd long ago broken the seal and had several more beers from the keg. The party was nearing its end. Many people had already filed out to the next one or back home to pass out and/or hook up.

As I waited for someone to come out of the bathroom, I could see movement in one of the bedrooms. The door was only cracked but I could see that it was Amanda and Adrian. She'd taken off her costume and stood in her bra and underwear. He'd pushed his suspenders off his shoulders and shed his undershirt.

Things were just starting to heat up when Cassie, a friend of ours, exited the bathroom. She lived at the house we were at and was the one who'd invited us to the party. She peeked into the room to see the hot couple.

"I'm heading over to State Street. I told that drunk slut she can crash in my room if needed. Feel free to share it with her. I'm hoping to not come home tonight," she said with a wink.

I watched her quietly reach into her room to grab her purse before she disappeared down the stairs.

My bladder called my attention back to the empty bathroom. After finishing up and coming back out into the hallway, I noticed Cassie's bedroom door was wide open. I walked in to see Amanda passed out on the bed. Her costume was bunched up on the floor.

"Grayyyyy," she said sleepily.

I looked up to see she could barely keep her eyes open. She had been pounding beers. I asked her what happened, and she said Adrian asked to fuck her ass. I rolled my eyes at his mistake. She laughed and said she kicked him out.

"I'm done with that guy," she said, "onto the next."

Within a second or two she was fast asleep. I laughed and covered her with the blankets before ducking out of the room. As I rounded the corner at the bottom of the stairs, I could just start to see into the living room. It was empty, almost completely, except for one person.

Adrian sat in one of the recliners with his feet up on the ottoman in front of him. He was still shirtless. And also passed out. It was surprising given the loud music around him.

I froze on the stairs for a moment. While I got to feast my eyes on his built upper body, an idea popped into my head. I went back and forth internally many times before I finally gave in.

I slowly and quietly made my way up the stairs again. I entered Cassie's room to see Amanda still in the same position in the bed. She was snoring lightly. Without overthinking it, I stripped naked out of my Boy Scout costume. I reached down to pick up Amanda's pink power ranger suit and quickly stepped each foot into it. I quickly got into it with my entire body covered. I struggled to zip it up in the back but finally got it while looking in the mirror.

I turned to face the mirror and studied myself in it. My eyes and a little skin around my lips were the only visible part of my body. The suit had some breast padding. Combined with my pecs, I actually had a nice set of what looked like breasts. I looked down at my narrow waist and wider hips. I admired my ass in the suit and not-so-humbly admitted that I looked good in it. The meager bulge between my legs wouldn't have been easily spotted anyway, but it helped that the suit was black around the crotch. Nonetheless, I tucked it in a bit before I took a deep breath and walked out of the room.

The distance from the bedroom door, down the stairs, and in front of Adrian on the chair was only about 50 feet. But it felt like 50 miles with my heart pounding out of my chest.

I looked down at him on the chair. His tall, muscled frame dwarfed me, even as he was sitting down. I threw caution to the wind and pushed his legs apart to fall off the ottoman.

He sat up quickly as his eyes shot open. I held my finger in front of mouth. I watched him slowly recall his surroundings and study my body that I hoped looked enough like Amanda's. The flash of that cocky smile before he leaned back against the couch was all the reassurance I needed.

I got on my knees between his legs and instantly went for his belt. I had his pants off in a few seconds and he seemed to enjoy my urgency. I allowed myself to appreciate the view of a large bulge in his white boxer briefs before I rid his body of those too.

His cock was semi soft but already massive -- about six or seven inches and still growing. I took it in my hand, appreciating its girth.

"I don't know what the fuck is going on, but this is crazy, babe," he said with a chuckle. I could barely hear him over the roaring music.

The low lighting was interspersed with random flashes of brighter lights. His cock and body looked amazing in all of it.

I looked up to lock eyes with him before I stuck out my tongue and bathed his sensitive head. He groaned and his eyes lit up when he watched me engulf his entire cock head with my mouth. I plunged down deep in one smooth motion and ground my nose into his trimmed pubic hairs.

"Holy fuck," he said loudly.

I had a skilled mouth and throat, and I was excited to show him what I could do. I watched his hands grasp the sides of the armchair and squeeze the cushions tight.

He grew quickly, both in length and girth, as I milked him with my throat. He was moaning unashamedly. The power ranger suit covered my hands, and I wished I could feel his flesh directly beneath my fingertips. The intense heat of his body was enough to make it through the thin material though.

He seemed to love when I slid my hands up his chest and tweaked his nipples. The silky suit fabric covering my fingertips only adding to his sensory overload. He responded by putting his hands on my head and firmly guiding it down. Amanda's hair was much longer than mine, and I prayed he couldn't tell.

He held me with his cock fully lodged in my skull. I'd long ago mastered the art of avoiding gagging, so I milked him earnestly with my throat muscles.

He curled forward to get his mouth closer to my ear and growled, "Fuck yeah, baby."

After only a few minutes, I could sense him getting close. The big, bull balls I held in my hand began to retreat up towards his body. His breathing and moaning became more erratic. And the impossibly hot twitching of his meaty stick in my throat turned me on so much. As much as I wanted to swallow his load, I knew he and I would both appreciate something else.

I pulled off his cock and saw him immediately throw a look of desperation my way.

"Oh, baby. I was getting close. Please," he pleaded as he rest one hand on the back of my head.

Without saying anything, and potentially jeopardizing the whole mission, I turned around and leaned my chest over the ottoman. I reached back and undid the butt flap of the power ranger costume. My bare ass cheeks exposed to the star quarterback of the university.

"No fucking way. Are you serious?" he asked.

I responded by spreading my cheeks and showing him my hairless, pink hole.

His cock head was at my entrance in under a second. He wasted no time and began pushing forward. He met a fair amount of resistance given his impressive girth, but I was experienced and quickly willed my body to relax and accept him. The generous coating of spit I'd applied on his cock lubricated his entry.

It wasn't long before I felt his trimmed pubes press against my body. He was balls deep inside of me. He leaned down and pressed his chest against my back. I felt him hook one arm around my neck and his lips contacted my ear through the suit.

"This is so hot, baby," he said huskily.

He began to pump his big cock in and out of my ass. I began moaning uncontrollably from the euphoric sensations emanating from my ass -- the loud music helping mask my voice.

Adrian leaned back up onto his knees behind me to throw his hips fully against my ass.

A much quieter song came on and I immediately stopped moaning, afraid he'd know it wasn't Amanda. I had to bite my lower lip hard to keep the sounds from escaping my throat. I quickly lost the battle as he picked up speed and the pleasure intensified. I gave up and began moaning in as high a pitch as I could.

He certainly didn't catch on because it only made him go faster and harder.

"Yeahhhhh, baby. You love my cock in your ass, don't you?" he said.

I nodded and moaned in my best Amanda impression. I arched my back more and stuck out my ass, giving him easier access. He gripped my hips in response and began fucking the hell out of me.

"Goddamn, you're such a slut. Taking that dick like a fucking champ!" he goaded.

After only a few minutes of taking his dick, I was in heaven and felt like I was on another planet. He must have felt the same way because I could tell he was about to shoot a torrential load into my bowels.

I reached back to pull his muscled ass into my own.

"Oh yeah, baby. You want me to breed this hot ass?"

I kept moaning louder and started slamming my ass back into his cock.

It was then that my cock forced me to remember it. I'd completely ignored it as it would have obviously given away my identity. The thin fabric rubbing against the cut head provided just enough stimulation when paired with the relentless pounding my prostate was taking.

I began unloading involuntarily into Amanda's skintight suit. It suddenly became much harder to keep up with the high-pitched moans, so I opted for silence and holding my breath. The pleasure was absolutely insane.

"Fuck, baby. Are you cumming? Oh shit, that's so hot," Adrian said as he continued pounding my ass through the most powerful orgasm of my life.

"Here it comes! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.

I was afraid Amanda might wake up, but my orgasm was being extended as he kept thrusting. I couldn't have given a damn in that moment even if I wanted to.

Adrian yelled, "Fuckkkkkk!" as his cock swelled even larger inside of me. It twitched uncontrollably as he unloaded.

We both breathed heavily as we came down from our euphoric highs. Adrian left his cock inside of me to allow the last few drops to be deposited.

I began to panic at how the next few minutes would play out. The panic took over as he started to tell me how great that was. I pulled my ass off his cock, feeling some of his massive load leak out, and jumped up to run up the stairs.

My heart pounded out of my chest as I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. My lips were puffy, and my eyes were red from the intense throat fuck I'd given myself. My ass tingled with leftover pain and pleasure from the ruthless pounding. I could feel Adrian's baby gravy leaking out of my well-used hole.

While I felt plenty guilty, I couldn't deny how utterly satisfied I felt.

I listened intently to hear if anyone ascended the stairs, but it remained quiet apart from the distant music in the living room. I slipped out of the bathroom and peaked into Cassie's room. Amanda remained right where I'd left her. As quickly and as quietly as possible, I stripped out of her costume and put mine back on.

The massive load I'd left in the front of her costume was painfully obvious. I had to take it with me. I figured she could use some of Cassie's clothes in the morning, so I shoved the skintight, cum-filled suit into a bag and walked down the stairs in my slutty Boy Scout uniform.

As I came around the corner into the living room, I saw Adrian standing there. He'd put his clothes back on and was pulling his suspenders back up over his shoulders. He looked incredibly hot.

"Oh, hey, Grayson. Didn't know you were still here," he said.

"Yeah, I passed out for a bit in one of the rooms up there," I lied.

"I feel that," he said with a laugh. "You heading out? I'll walk back with you."

The whole time we walked home, I could still taste his cock and precum on my lips. My hole throbbed from the merciless fuck it had received.

We made it to his apartment first. He simply slapped my shoulder, said it was nice to meet me, and effortlessly bounded up the stairs to his apartment.

I walked home that night wondering if he'd ever find out what I'd done.