A tall, muscular man smiled down at her.

Suddenly still, Chelsey could ignore the lustful burning feeling through her body for just a moment, as she gazed upon the incredibly handsome man before her. Wearing nothing but some workout shorts and a towel around his neck, the man's toned, smooth-skinned body glistened with sweat. His short but soft light-brown hair complemented his hazel eyes, and his slightly tanned skin.

Now feeling the effect of the clearly aphrodisiac-spiked candy even more clearly, the excited, half-naked trick-or-treater, still striking an adorably sexy pose, expressed her desires purely through the tone of her voice, simply asking; "Trick-or-treat~ C-can I... Come in~?"

The muscular man smirked, stepping aside and motioning for the lustful girl to step into the livingroom of the large house. Her body and mind completely overwhelmed with lust, and the masculine scent that wafted through the house, Chelsey looked up at the man, set her candy bucket on the nearby coffee table, and yet again spoke, her tone of voice conveying more than words ever could.

"H-hey... Are you gonna, Hah... Give me a t-treat, or what~?" Questioned the now panting girl, her already almost invisible panties being soaked to the point of pure transparency.

Looking her shorter figure up and down, the man chuckled, nodding and pointing a thumb at his ripped torso as he introduced himself, accidentally bringing the horny girl's attention back to his incredible physique.

"Heh, sure~ Name's Terrance by the way, but you can call me Terry, and my bro's name is Jake. What would your name be, lil' lady?" Terry spoke, his voice resembling that of a stereotypical surfer dude, though a bit less obnoxious.

"Che... Chelsey... Hah... S-sir~" Was all the poor overwhelmed girl could do to respond, growing excited to the point of grasping her breast with her left hand and fondling it, biting her lip as she let her other arm sit there, using all her willpower to resist masturbating.

In fact, she was so deep in her trance at this point thst she barely heard Terry mention his "Bro" Jake, who she presumed was just as attractive as the man before her.

"Sweet, nice to meet'cha, Chel. Now, lemme take you downstairs, me and my bro were just working out, but we can take a break to give you your... "Treat," heh." Said Terry, reaching out to grab the flustered girl's unoccupied hand, and leading her down to the basement, which was lined with workout machines, weights, and many other trinkets through the entire room, and reeked of sweat. Though the scent only proved to make Chelsey hornier, as she basked in the manly aroma.

Sitting on a padded bench off to the side of the room was the aforementioned Jake, an equally toned, tall, and sweat-coated man. Interestingly enough, the two seemed to be twins, looking nearly the same, Jake's only differentiating feature from Terry being his longer, more messy hair, and his shorts being red and white, rather than red and black like Terry's.

"Hey, bro. Brought in this trick-or-treater, says she wants her "treat" straight from the source, heh." Informed Terry, who left Chelsey standing alone at the foot of the stairwell, as he set up what appeared to be some sort of low-down, padded table, almost looking more like a bed, if not for its small size, and the lack of any pillows or sheets.

Meanwhile, Jake sipped from his waterbottle as he stared intently at Chelsey, his hazelnut eyes taking in every detail of the shortstack, from her dark orange hair, to her big and bouncy boobs, to her wide, alluring thighs, the inner thigh-gap between her legs dripping with her juices.

Standing to move towards her, Jake set down his bottle, walking over to the intimidated yet horny girl, and reaching down to give her ass a swift squeeze, prompting a mix between a surpised yelp, and a lewd moan to emit from Chelsey.

"Heh, nice voice, sweetcheeks. You sure found us a real sexy slut, T. Where'd you get her?" Questioned the clearly much more forward Jake.

Turning back from his now-completed work of setting up the padded table, Terry responded nonchalantly, "Chelsey here found us, J. Heard from some other hot chick that a pervy girl would be comin' by, so I was on the lookout. Turns out she was right, and now here we are."

Both of the men approached Chelsey, standing either side of her, a good foot and a half taller than her, the half-naked girl's eye-level only coming to their muscley chests in height, forcing her to look up at the two smirking faces.

Both brothers nodded at eachother, as Terry scooped Chelsey up bridal style, once again prompting her to let out and adorable squeak noise, before she was gently set down on the table, belly-up. Lying straight, she soon realized what the table was for as she noted the height of the twins' crotches. Staring intently at their growing buldges, Chelsey reached down, and moved the already pointless fabric out of the way of her crotch, allowing for easy access.

Terry pulled out two balloon-like objects from a small box, Chelsey recognizing them as condoms, as he chucked one to Jake, and the two dropped their pants in unison, their huge packages now standing free. They were massive, like nothing Chelsey had ever seen, even in the few times she had watched live-action porn, preferring an animated or drawn approach to her fap material. The long, still-hardening rods were already almost eight inches, and were still growing, the heavy ballsack below them indicating their girth before they had even fully grown erect.

Finally, drooling from both her upper and lower lips, Chelsey spread her legs and watched as the twins lined themselves up, Jake being at her top half, and Terry her bottom, their full, ten-inch-long, throbbing cocks ready to violate the inside of her throat and pussy, their three-and-a-half-inch girths prepared to stretch her insides to new widths...