I'd come home, which was what I still called the place where I grew up, for a brief visit with my sister and duty required that I go to church on Sund...y morning. I'd spent the last two evenings getting updated on the people I'd known twenty years ago and the people I'd known, particularly the girls I'd known in the biblical sense.Barbara and Verna were the only ones who still lived there and Barbara was married now, I'd found out, with two kids. Today, though, she was alone in church. She'd be. “Ooh, getting scared are we?”“Don’t be silly woman, I just... Aahh!”Suddenly an unusually tall, large chested strong man wearing a Friday the 13th Jason costume jumps at us from nowhere. A machete covered in blood in one hand and grabbing James’ shirt by his chest with the other. “Are you ready to die?” he screams in our faces, like a mad man.We both jump backwards in horror with loud screams coming from the both of us. Jason slowly disappears back into the darkness chuckling, mostly at I. "Everything you need is in the nightstand," I said. He pulled out the lube, squirting a blob directly onto my hole. He rubbed it around before pushing in with two fingers. It had been months said I'd had a real cock up my ass, and even though I used my toys, warm flesh was so much better. "More," I moaned, and he added a third finger. He fucked my ass like that for a few minutes, before giving his cock a few strokes. Rubbing it along my lips, he asked, "Are you ready to take this up your ass?". Anyway, Billy knew that he didn't have to worry with Genie to help him, so he trotted out beaming with confidence. Suddenly, Coach Holsmer wondered if he had done the right thing; certainly, a punt was much better strategy, even if it did result in a touchback. Oh, well, what the hell? He decided to let the kid make a fool of himself; maybe that would knock that cocky smirk off his face.The team lined up for the FG, and the referee waved his arm to start the clock. The kid who held the ball for.