Halloween Horrors: The Marble Statue_New November 1

[Jeepman89]

Fantastic start and very promising scenario. Will the statue come to life?

[TeenFan]

Yes, Jeepman. There will be some Pinocchio influence here.
The only questions is: will the dick grow when the statue boy lies? lol.

[Jeepman89]

Can't wait to find out.

[Themarble]

I'm loving this build up, I hope it does have the Pinocchio aspect to it. That would be hilarious.

[TeenFan]

Halloween Horrors Series
The Marble Statue
Part Two

Marsha didn't tell anyone what she found in the attic, not her cousins and definitely not her parents. She wasn't supposed to be up
there. Marsha snuck up to the attic when she had the chance. Her mom and dad had to be busy somewhere or she snuck up there in
the middle of the night. She started to tidy up the attic. She dusted off the furniture and swept the floor. She found a way to open
a few windows to let in some fresh air. But half the time spent in the attic was done gazing upon the statue of the naked boy.
Marsha is twelve and hasn't gotten her growth spurt yet, can barely reach the chin of the boy's face, the six inches of pedestal makes the
boy a little taller than he really is. Everything else within reach she touches constantly, from the nails of the toes to the curvature of
the butt. Marsha is so fascinated with the statue of the boy, she decides she must know as much as she can about boys.

Marsha convinces a boy at school to show her his penis. Marsha actually walked into the boy's bathroom with the boy that said he would
show her. Together they got into a toilet stall, and the boy pulls down his pants and then drops the front of his underwear. Marsha was
so disappointed. The penis of a twelve year old boy was nothing in comparison the one on her statue, and Marsha burst out laughing at
the insignificance of that boy's dick. Being laughed at made the boy upset and he told a teacher. Of course he lied about going
willingly into a toilet stall with a girl, and willingly showing the girl his penis. When her mother asked "What were you doing in the
boy's bathroom?" Marsha refused to answer.

Marsha was thirteen the first time she licked her statue. She was rubbing her fingers on one of the nipples, when she leaned her face
close, stuck out her tongue and ran her tongue across the nipple. Of course it didn't taste like anything, but the sensation of the round
shape and pointed and raised center of the rock hard nipple, digging into her tongue, made her salivate, and the next thing she knew, she
had run her tongue all over the chest of the stone boy. Marsha walked around to the back side of the statue. Before she realizes what
she's doing, she licks the statues butt, placed her tongue between the curved mounds of the stony ass and licked up and down, while her
hands massaged the shapely cold stone of the ass cheeks. Next she must lay her tongue on a real boy. The only boy she was comfortable
enough to want to taste is her cousin Leopold, who is a year older. There is a swimming pool in the back yard and Marsha is playing around
with both her cousins Lacie and Leopold. Marsha suggested a variation of the game Marco Polo. Marsha will be Marco and keep her eyes
closed, the difference to the game being Marco is a Lamprey, a vampire fish that looks like a snake with a wide suction cup mouth. When she catches someone, she will suck them like a Lamprey, on whatever part of their body her face comes in contact with. Of course Marsha cheats. During the Marco Polo game she keeps her eyes open enough to know which one is Leopold and kept aiming for her male cousin. When she
catches him, she just happens to have her mouth placed right over the boy's chest and she clamps down on one of Leopold's nipples. Marsha
worked her mouth just as she imagined a vampire fish would, which is also how she imagined a baby would suck on a mother's breast. For a
whole minute Leopold lets Marsha suckle on him, till Lacie got creeped out by it and pulled Marsha off her brother.

Marsha started gathering a collection of artwork images on her computer. Looked up pics of statues of naked boys and young men that have
been carved throughout history. Renaissance paintings and classical Greek and Roman art, hundreds of images of naked youthful males are
in the computer's photo albums. Marsha can't find an image that matches that of her statue.

Marsha was fourteen the first time she saw a real naked boy. She signed up for art class in her first year in High School. She bought more
art books and "How To" books for the aspiring artist from Half Price Books stores. She knows that College art classes sometimes have nude
male models, but not in High School. In a desperate search for a male model, she again goes after her cousin Leopold, who is now fifteen.
Lacie and Leopold are over for a weekend visit. It's night and everyone is asleep. Lacie is sleeping with Marsha in her bed which is very
large, and Leopold is asleep on the floor on a pile of blankets.

Marsha slips out of bed, in her pajamas, and she kneels down by the sleeping Leopold. He too is asleep in pajamas, but he has taken his
shirt off and half his upper body is not covered up by the blanket. Not going to pass up the chance to feel the sleeping boy, Marsha
places a hand on Leopold's chest. She feels the bone structure and the rise of the pectoral muscles. She can feel the beating of his heart
and the movement of his chest as it expands and contracts with breathing. Even the sound of the sleeping boy's breath, drawing in and
letting out gets Marsha excited. Breath is life. Marsha can go on feeling the boy's warm body for hours, when Leopold wakes up.

"What are you doing?" Leopold asks.
"I'm trying to shake you awake," Marsha says. "I need you to come with me."

Leopold sits up and he reaches for his pajama top. Marsha grabs his hand.

"You don't need that. Just get up and follow me."

Marsha grabs her large sketch pad as Leopold gets off of the blankets. Marsha grabs two flashlights and hands them to her cousin.
She leads her cousin out of the room, down the hall and to the stairs that go up to the attic.

"When I told you there was nothing up there, I was lying. There is something up there," Marsha says in a whispered voice.

"What is it?" Leopold asks, looking intrigued.

"There's a statue. It could be thousands of years old," Marsha says, and she takes advantage of knowing Leopold has an interest in history
and mythology. "It might be a statue of a Roman god."

"Really? I have to see that." and Leopold is indeed interested, and he starts up the stairs.

"Wait. You have to promise me something first. I'm taking this sketchpad with me. The condition for seeing this statue is you have to
pose for a drawing. You will pose the same way the statue poses."

"I pose like the statue, and you draw me? Sure, I can do that." and Leopold heads up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs Marsha pushes the door open. The way has been prepared in advance. There are several battery powered
lanterns on the floor in the middle of the room. Marsha puts her sketchpad down on the bed. The lanterns are turned on and the
room is sorta lit up. In the corner there is a tall something with a sheet draped over it. Marsha moves the lanterns closer to the
sheet covered object. Leopold holds the two lit flashlights and shines them on the sheet.

"Are you ready Leopold?"

"Yes. Uncover your statue."

Marsha pulls the sheet off, revealing the statue of the naked boy.

"Oh wow. How long has this been up here?" Leopold asks.

"I have no idea how long it's been here. I didn't tell my parents I found this. They don't know I come up here."

"I think it's made of marble. That would make it very expensive even if it isn't old." Leopold says, and he steps forward to touch the
statue.

Seeing her cousin place his hand on the chest of her marble boy, makes Marsha feel jealous and horny. She has a shared secret with her
cousin, and maybe more naughty secrets to come. She immediately starts comparing the physical similarities and differences between
her cousin Leopold and the statue of male perfection. She can better guess the age of the boy in marble, by comparing how developed the
upper body is when viewed side by side with the shirtless Leopold. The statue boy looks a little older than her fifteen year old cousin.

"Now you will pose for me. Stand next to the statue and I will um, I'll sit over on the bed." and Marsha takes the flashlights away from
Leopold, places the lit flashlights on the bed, aiming at Leopold.

Leopold faces toward Marsha sitting on the bed. He looks over at the statue and takes in exactly how the statue is posing.
Marsha gets her sketchpad ready. Leopold turns to look at Marsha and he strikes the pose. Marsha looks for a few seconds.

"Wait. You aren't posing like the statue. I need you to be exactly like the statue."

Leopold looks over at the statue again. His arms are placed right, and his legs are the same pose and...he looks at the penis and balls
the statue displays. Leopold looks over at this cousin.

"Are you saying you want me to pose naked?"

"Pose for me big boy. Let me draw you. Fifteen minutes is all I need. Just fifteen minutes and then I will reward you." Marsha
says, and she steps up close placing a hand on Leopold's chest. "Pose for me, pose like a Greek god for just fifteen minutes and
then these hands will be at your command. For fifteen minutes I'll rub you anywhere you want on your body. And I do mean anywhere."

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part Three


"Please let me draw you, and then I'll reward you," Marsha told her cousin Leopold, "Pose like my statue. Take off your clothes," and Leo
takes off his clothes. It doesn't take him long to be naked. All he had on is the pajama bottoms and boxer briefs.

"Just fifteen minutes, right?" Leo says, and he does the statue pose.

Marsha looks upon the naked body of her fifteen year old cousin, and she likes what she sees. Leo plays soccer and it shows on his legs.
The thigh muscles are impressive. Leo's other muscles are okay. Leo's genitalia is more than okay, his penis sticking out about three inches,
sticking more out than down. Is he already partly erect? Nice dark patch of pubes makes Marsha yearn to rub her fingers through them. Leo's
balls hang loosely and she can see some curvature of each individual testicle, even from the distance she is at. Marsha picks up the sketchpad
and begins the outline of Leo's form on the page, but she can't resist touching the body she see's before her. To hell with drawing, Marsha
lays down the sketchpad and she approaches her cousin.

But before she approaches Leo, Marsha turned off the two flashlights. She also turns off the battery powered lanterns, and when she steps
over and places her hand on him, Marsha can barely see her cousin with her eyes. She wants to feel her cousin. With the light gone she can
pretend it's not her cousin Leo, but the statue of the boy she puts her hands on.

"Why did you turn out all the light? I don't like this, it's sorta creepy up here."

"Oh just shut up." Marsha replies, and she places her hands around Leo's neck.

"Trapezius muscle" Marsha says as her hands come down from the neck, to feel the muscle between the neck and the shoulder.
"Clavicle" Marsha names the bone. And so it went, Marsha naming off every bone, every muscle she can feel, as her hands explore down
Leo's body. "Pectorals, sternum, ribs, abdominals." It was hard for her not to grasp hold of the penis, but that's not a muscle or a bone.
"Femur, hamstring, fibia and tibia, ankle," and exploring the body of her cousin, with the sense of touch, is finished.

Marsha stands up, and she places her face against the chest of her much taller cousin, places the tip of her nose against the skin, and
she smells him. She moves her face to the right and he smells stronger. Marsha moves her face more to the right and her nose comes
to Leo's shoulder.

"Put your hands on your head," Marsha requests, and Leo raises his arms up, placing hands to his head, and the movement of his arm
sends a wave of scent to Marsha's nose. The scent of sweaty armpit. It's a smell Marsha would normally have backed away from, would
have pulled her head back. But now she's caught up in the sensory frenzy of learning the sights, feels, and smells of a boy's body.
Marsha plunges her face into her cousin's armpit and she breathes in the aroma. Leo is just starting to get some pit hair, and the few
hairs he has tickle Marsha's nose. The smell of the armpit is surprisingly, not revolting, but not exactly a pleasant smell, a tolerable
smell. Marsha moves her face down Leo's body and she comes to the boy's crotch. There is a different smell here. It's musky and mixed
with a different kind of sweaty aroma. Musky pubes and sweaty balls, the combination is intoxicating and powerful. Marsha buries her
nose into Leo's pubic hair and she breathes in deeply. Marsha can feel her cousin's dick stiffening and rising, pushing against her chin,
wanting to rise more. She pulls her head back and Leo's dick springs up. Even in the dark, she can see the long spear like penis pointing
upward, but she ignores the hard cock for the moment. She's still after scent, and taste. Marsha goes lower and she sticks out her tongue,
plants her tongue on the scrotum. The taste is a little salty and again, what should be repulsive to her has her spellbound. Marsha detects
another scent. It's coming from between the legs, wafting up to linger around the balls and mix in with the sweaty aroma. To confirm what
the scent is she goes around Leo's body, and yes, she is detecting the smell of butt. For a moment Marsha considers sticking her nose between
the butt cheeks, then she pulls back. She's not ready or able to go that far. Marsha stands up.

"Can we get some lights on? I'm feeling a little lost here in the dark."

Marsha turns on a flashlight, then she turns on the lanterns and the room is lit up again. Leopold stands next to her statue with his penis
up at full erection. Fully erected, Leo's penis is longer than her statue's. Leo looks to be at six inches. Her statue is at four inches, but
that's a limp dick measurement, and even limp, the statue's penis width is greater than Leo's full raging hardon.

"Lie down on the bed, Leo." Marsha commands.

"I don't know. I think we should go back down."

Cousin Leopold is chickening out. He wants to deny her what she wants, and Marsha won't have it. Marsha grabs hold of Leo's hard dick
and holds with a vice grip.

"You are going to get on the bed" and she pulls Leo over to the bed, her hand gripping the throbbing boner.

With his back to the bed, Marsha gives a push and her cousin goes down, landing on his back. Marsha pounces on the boy before he
can move.

"There's one more thing I haven't seen" and she grabs hold of Leo's penis again, stroking furiously. Leo can't resist and he raises his arms
up and places his palms behind his head. If one is going to get ravished by a younger cousin, might as well relax and enjoy it, letting his
cousin jerk him off.

Marsha looks up at her statue. She sees for the first time the face of the boy is angled down at the bed, or could the statue have
turned its head?

"Are you jealous, watching me stroke this boy's dick? This boy's body is mine and I will have it," Marsha says, looking up into the eyes of
the marble statue. "This is for you. It's all for you," and Marsha grabs hold of Leo's testicles and she squeezes.

"Not so hard," Leo says, but Marsha ignores and just strokes his dick harder, faster. Marsha looks up at her statue, and is that a smile on the
boy's face? Marsha's attention is diverted when her cousin moans loudly and the feeling of his dick and balls tenses up. Marsha looks down
and sees the muscles of Leo's stomach flexing and contracting. He's stretching his body, even his toes are curling downward. Leo's dick
spasms, shooting cum in a stream that lands on and fills up the boy's innie belly button. "OH FUCK" her cousin cries out, as a second wave
sends another spurt on Leo's belly. Loosening the hand, Marsha can feel her cousins dick jerking on its own and a final oozing of white
liquid seeps out. Marsha looks up at her statue.

"Did you enjoy that?"

She doesn't ask Leopold if he enjoyed it. Marsha asks the statue. Marsha detects a new scent. This aroma is coming up from the puddle
of semen spread all over Leo's stomach. Marsha puts her head close and she inhales the scent of boy sperm. She places her fingers into
the wet and slimy puddle. She rubs her fingers together, feels the viscosity of the fluid. Marsha picks up as much as she can with the
fingers of her right hand. She gets off the bed and goes over to the statue. She wipes her cousin's cum onto the head of the statue boy's
cock. The head of the statue's penis is coated in cum. Marsha kneels down and she places her mouth over the stone penis and she sucks.

"What are you doing?" Leo asks, as his cousin continues to suck his semen off of the dick of the statue.

Marsha licks the tip of the stony penis and she looks up into the face of her statue boy. "Did you like that? Do you like getting sucked off?"

"Marsha, You are soooo weird. Do you have any tissues up here?" Leo says, as he looks around for something to wipe himself off with.

All Marsha does is stroke the balls of her stone boy and she gazes up into the beautiful face.

[Themarble]

Amazing chapter. It looks like things are starting to happen. Supernatural things (:.

[Executionus]

This statue substory is fantastic so far, and Marsha's descent into utter madness is quite thrilling. Curious to see how deep that particular well can go.

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part Four


Marsha was fifteen when she first masturbated in front of her statue. It was the night she jerked her cousin off, while looking up at the
statue, when she realized the statue boy, with his head turned a little to the side, and a little bit down, that the gaze rested upon the
bed. During several of her nighttime visits to the attic over the next several months, Marsha would lie in bed as she looked up at the
chiseled good looks of her marble boy, and she'd have conversations with the statue. Sometimes she teased her statue, laid back on
the bed in her pajamas, playfully unbuttoning her pajama top and spreading it out, till much of her chest showed and flashing her nipples.
She didn't take the top all the way off, or her bottoms. She decided she'd save that for a later day. She'd give her favorite boy a treat
on her fifteenth birthday.

Marsha got a new swimsuit for her birthday, in advance, an early present from her mother so she can wear it at her swimming party.
Of course her cousins, Lacie and Leopold were there, along with three girl friends of Marsha's from school. Samara, Christina, and Nora.
All the girls are aged fourteen or fifteen years old, and none of them are modest as to choice of bikini. Poor Leopold is the only boy at
the party.

The parents and adult guests all grabbed their drinks and headed for the other pool room, to play billiards and say boring adult things
to each other, and the six teenagers in the pool are left to fend for themselves.

Leopold has to endure some light teasing from the girls, comments like "cute butt Leo" when he climbed out of the pool. The
comments were not designed to turn him on. They weren't said in a complimentary fashion, but in a sarcastic tone that only teenage girls
can do. "Do you shave your legs?" says Christina. Leo's legs are mostly hairless, unusual for a boy who is sixteen. "Do you even have pubic
hair?" asks Nora.

"Oh, he has plenty of pubic hair. A nice thick brown forest of hair," Marsha says loudly, so everyone can hear easily.

"You've seen my brother naked?" Lacie asks, looking shocked.

"I saw Leo naked some time ago," Marsha says, and she turns to her older cousin. "Hey Leo, these girls say you are hairless like a little
boy. No hair on your dick. Would you like to prove them wrong?"

"I'm not going to show them my dick just to prove I got hair. I don't care what they think."

"If we show you our breasts, will you show us you dick?" Marsha says.

"Tits for dick is not a fair trade," say Leo.

"But you get to see five pairs of tits." says Marsha.

"I'm not showing my boobs to my brother," Lacie says.

"Don't be the one holding us back from seeing your brother naked," says Samara. "I'll show him my breasts. It's a fair exchange, five
girls dropping their tops in exchange for one boy dropping his shorts."

All five girls turn to look at Leo.

"Okay, I'll do it. How long do I get to see them. If everyone shows at once I won't have a chance to really look at them."

"We each take a turn. One minute topless for each girl. Then Leo shows us his penis" --

"And balls" shouts Christina.

"Leo shows penis and balls for one minute." says Marsha.

"I'll go first," says Samara, and she seals the deal by getting ready to untie her bikini top.

Marsha noticed some time ago that everything Samara wears is black. She colors her hair black. The clothes she wears, the nail polish
and lipstick, all black. Even her bikini top and bottom a solid black. Marsha knows Samara is into scary stuff. Claims to have snuck
into the town's cemetery last Halloween. Samara claims she does witchcraft and has all sorts of books on spells.

Samara takes off her bikini top. The other girls are amazed at the brazenness of it. Leopold grins as he gazes upon the amazing breasts
fifteen year old Samara shows him.

"I'm going last," Marsha says.

The other two girls, Christina and Nora, take their turns showing their tits to Leo, and then it's Lacie's turn. Lacie's face shows she doesn't
want to do it. It's been a couple years since her older brother had seen her, and at twelve years old she didn't have that much to show.
Now her fourteen year old boobs were not big, but firm and perky. "Lacie, Lacie" a chant goes up among the other girls, as they see her
hesitation. "You're gonna show them or we'll get you back", says Christina, and Lacie relents and takes off her top.

With Lacie showing her breasts to her older brother, Marsha sees what she's been waiting to see. Leo puts his hands in front of his shorts.
Leo is standing in waist deep water and it's the hands that give away Leo is trying to hide something. And now it's Marsha's turn to take off
her top.

"I want Leo to show it at the same time I show myself, at the same time," Marsha says, and she looks right into Leo's face.

"Um, okay, we go together, at the same time,"

"And let's make it a game of chicken. Who's brave enough to show it the longest. The one who covers up first has to let the winner feel
down the front of their swimsuit. If you win you get to put your hand down my bikini bottom and feel everything." Marsha says.

"Hey, what about us. Don't we get to feel him if he loses?" asks Nora.

"No, only one person gets to." says Marsha.

Everything appears to be agreed to. "Now Leo, you have to stand on the steps of the pool and get most of your body out of the water, then
you lower your suit all the way down when I take my top off. I'll let you know when to drop em."

Leo steps up on the middle step of the pool steps. This leaves only his legs below the knees submerged.

"Remember, the first to put their suit back on is the loser," and Marsha unties her top, but she doesn't take it off right away. Marsha teases
taking off the top, a little off here, a flash of nipple there. Marsha sees the striptease is having its intended effect. Leo's swimsuit has
something pointy pushing against the fabric. Leo is instinctively wanting to cover it up with his hands. Marsha whips off her top.

"Now Leo. Drop your shorts."

Leo drops his swimsuit down to his knees. His half hard penis points toward Marsha, who shows her breasts to Leo, and the game of who
quits and covers up first begins. The looks on the girl's faces says it all, and Leo can feel his penis is on the rise, but Leo doesn't yank
his shorts up. He wants to win. Leo wants to put his hand down Marsha's bikini bottom. He thought it a little unfair, that up in the
attic, Marsha had done everything she wanted to him, and she didn't take off one single thing.

The other four girls move in closer, the one who kept the most distance is Lacie. Samara comes right up close, just a few feet away, and
she smiles as Leo reaches maximum lift. Will there be liftoff to go with the rocket being in countdown mode. Marsha raises her hands and
she starts squeezing her breasts and pinching the nipples, then she does a go-go dancers 'shake, rattle, and roll', shaking and twisting her
upper body, her breasts jiggling and bouncing. Leo feels his dick is on the verge of exploding into space. He's not about to show these
girls a hands free ejaculation. Leo pulls up his swimsuit.

"Leo loses, Leo loses" the girls say nearly in unison.

"Marsha gets to feel Leo's hard cock," says Nora.

Leo steps down but Marsha won't have any of that. "Get back up on the step Leo." and Leo gets back out of the water, his suit poking out quite
noticeably. Marsha puts her bikini top back on. "I've already felt his dick," Marsha says, and this gets another gasp of surprise from Leo's sister,
and results in Leo's face turning a little red. "I'm going to let one of the other girls feel you, Leo."

"Yes, let me do it," say both Christina and Nora simultaneously.

Marsha turns to Samara. "You bring your spell books over and teach me how do them, and you can feel Leo's dick."

"How long does she feel it?" asks Leo.

"For as long as she wants to. You didn't request a timeframe, cousin."

Samara, looking on hungrily at Leo's slim body, at the prominent poking out thing in the swimsuit, says "Agreed", and she steps up on the
same step Leo stands on. Cousin Leopold looks a little fearful, all these girls looking on as another girl is about to shove her hands down
the front of his suit. Just to warm things up a bit, Samara places her hand on Leo's stomach and she rubs his tummy, then her fingers slip
down to the waistband of the swimsuit, and the hand slides on down.

The four girls look on with fascination and glee and the thin pointy thing poking the shorts is now a big roundish moving mound pushing out,
as Samara's hand grabs hold of and squeezes the boy's dick, the hand moving up and down, and then moving farther down to grab something
down lower. Leo's body stiffens and his breath sucks in.

"Looks like that hits the spot," Christina says.

What happens next is filed away in Leopold's "You can't trust girls" mental file folder. Marsha comes closer and she yanks down Leo's swimsuit.
All the girls giggle and or gasp (Leo's sister, Lacie, gasps) as they witness Leo's fully stiff penis in Samara's hand. Christina and Nora get closer,
and each girl grabs hold of one of Leo's legs, partly to get closer to the action, and partly to make sure Leo doesn't try to run away.

The girls are thoroughly enjoying the show, even Lacie is staring wide eyed, and her mouth is turning into a smile. The show doesn't last long
though, as Leo's dick shoots a stream of jism that lands in the water a couple feet in front of the boy. The splat sends small wave ripples
spreading outward, but the mass of semen sinks almost immediately. A couple more smaller bursts land on the surface of the water, to
quickly disappear below the waves.

"That was amazing" says Nora.
"That shot a long way off" says Christina.

Samara continues stroking the still hard stiff penis, which is drooling, a slender stream of clear liquid suspended from the tip of the
head. The semen drool breaks off, landing on Leo's swimsuit down below.

"Enough, enough," Leo says, as he bends over to pull up his swimsuit.

None of the girls want to continue hanging out in the shallow section of the pool, not with several loads of cum floating around down there
somewhere in the water. Leo gets out and goes into the house, and the girls gather at the opposite side of the pool to excitedly comment
on how good the show was.

"Why didn't you tell us your brother was so hot," says Christina.

"When do you want me to bring over my witchcraft spell books?" Samara quietly asks Marsha.

"As soon as you can. And I have something special to show you. I have it kept up in the attic."

A couple hours later, after everyone else has left, and the parents decided they wanted to take a nap, Marsha slips up to the attic with her
towel wrapped around her, to give her birthday present to her favorite boy.

[Themarble]

Perfect, I can't wait to see what this present will be. I have a couple ideas and I hope at least one of them is right. This is getting real good.