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Have you ever seen a ghost? People from all walks of life and different backgrounds have since the beginning of time, I know I have. Scoff off these stories if you please non-believers (your time is coming), but at Halloween it’s always a fun and entertaining way to celebrate the season.

We’re all familiar with the successful television series Celebrity Ghost Story where popular actors, actresses, musicians, and other famous faces share their own personal encounters with the supernatural. It’s a wonderful program I happen to love so this Halloween we here at GayHotMovies.com are going to put a twist on the show’s theme and tell our own Porn Celebrity Ghost Stories. We’ve seen them bare all on screen, but we rarely hear them bare stories others might ridicule them for. Not everyone wants to tell their tale. Perhaps they want to forget that brush with the other side all together and some, on the other hand, have no problem retelling what many find unbelievable. Over the course of October I reached out to the stars and asked them if they would like to share any chilling or spine tingling experiences they’ve had with the paranormal and the responses were great.

These are their stories. (Cue the Law & Order theme.)

Brendon Scott

Brendon Scott

Brendon Scott, the handsome, blue-eyed, crew cut-sporting, young man with the perfect jock bod has some interesting interests outside the bedroom. Here's what he had to share with us, and he sent pictures. Hey Brendon, next time you go ghost hunting, shoot me an email.

This first picture was taken about 6 months ago in the forest of the Gettysburg battlefields in Pennsylvania. I was with a few friends and we wanted to communicate with the other side. I did what I do best- used a few herbs (mostly wormwood and Dittany of Crete), I asked if any soldier wanted to make contact with me, burned the incense, and what do you know! Caught this guy walking behind me. I heard him so I quickly snapped this pic and voila. That was all the validation I needed. We communicated and I was happy.

Brendon Scott Ghost

The second picture was taken on Sachs Bridge (the only haunted covered bridge in Gettysburg), haunted by the spirit that goes by the name of Tennessee. As you can see, my two friends are sitting at the end of the tunnel (one of whom has crossed the other side recently to join his family). As we were trying to make contact with Tennessee, I felt the need to take pictures so I removed myself from the group, walked a few feet down, and took a picture while they were doing their thing to make contact. I took 5 rapid pictures, one of which looked like this, with the stripe going down the middle of it when no other picture came out that way that night. Also if you go to the end of the tunnel, legend has is it that if you put a cigarette on the railing Tennessee will take his hits off the cigarette and you can actually see the cigarette burning away he will also turn it in a 360 degree motion.

Brendon Scott Ghost

The spirits are walking among US this month, so remember the next time you find yourself about your business and/or doing something to occupy yourself and the hairs on your body randomly stand up and you get goosebumps, just know that was the spirit passing through your soul, Have a Happy Halloween from Brendon Scott and a Merry Samhain.

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Christian Mitchell

Christian Mitchell

If being stranded on a deserted island with hunky Christian Mitchell sounds like fun (and I bet it would be) this creepy story from an iconic locale might give you second thoughts.

"Here is my story, which is actually true!

A few years ago, I worked for a marketing company that was doing a special event on Alcatraz Island. The prison has long since closed but they do take visitors on historical tours and our client paid big bucks to rent out the space for a tech product launch event.

We were setting up stuff in the old, dilapidated back part of the prison, which isn’t open to the public. It was getting late and I was trying to get some banners and signs organized. Before I knew it, the sun was going down and the last ferry had left taking everyone back to Pier 39 and Fisherman’s Wharf. I was stuck on Alcatraz with two other people, after it was closed down for the day.

We were trying to call for help on our cell phones and it was getting darker and darker where we were. The only place we could find with a light was in this tight, cramped back room of the prison with one old, exposed light bulb. The windows and doors were busted out and it was covered in dust and dirt inside. From there, we managed to get a signal and call our co-workers to send a water taxi get us.

When we returned to Alcatraz the next morning to finish setting up, we realized the room we were standing in was part of the prison morgue. We held an impromptu séance to thank the ghosts of the Alcatraz prisoners for helping us. But I doubt I will ever go back there again."

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Garrett Cooper

Garrett Cooper

This next story from Garrett Cooper is not for the faint of heart. I've found myself exploring places I might have shouldn't but I am grateful that nothing this terrifying has ever crossed my path.

"So there was this time when me and this guy I knew as a teenager were breaking into an abandoned house to go "exploring" and maybe even possibly "explore" each other, but what happened instead was a much more terrifying experience.

It was a cool autumn evening in Fredericksburg Virginia. Myself and my friend Kenan were walking down my street and saw an old house that was mostly borded up so we went back down the street to his house and got a hammer. We came back to the house, went out back and pried one of the boards off the the back of the house, that was in the shadows, which revealed a half shattered window over the kitchen sink. We climbed inside trying to mind the glass and sink full of dishes, which we thought was odd. Once inside we saw broken pieces of furniture, glass, and ruble scattered throughout the main floor. The walls were also damaged with holes that looked like they had been punched through, but it wasn't a few, the holes were everywhere. We decided to check out the basement. When we went down the stairs we found what looked like or could have been a college frat hangout. There were bean-bag chairs, an old couch, beer bottles, and broken glass all scattered about. What was unusual was the odd chill and foul smell that was in the air that brought chills up your back almost like something really bad had happened in that house. Then we noticed what looked like blood on the floor of the basement and when we went over to look at it we thought we heard something move on the other side of the basement, so we decided to get the hell out of the basement. We went back up the steps and locked the basement door behind us.

We decided maybe we would go upstairs and "chill" but really we both wanted to get close to each other and make out or more as teenagers always do. We went up and discovered that the top floor was all one room and we guessed it to be the "master bedroom". It also looked as if it had been pummeled with punch holes in the walls and the ceilings had huge holes in them with insulation hanging out of them. We decided it would be cool to see what was up in there so we found two relatively high backed chairs that we could stand on to see what was up there, but to this day I wish we never had done so.

When we went up to look we both started looking all the way around but we both stopped when we locked eyes on the other end of the attic. The light was casting a weird looking shadow over something in the attic, we both squinted to focus in on it and that's when we saw it. What we first saw looking back at us was a face and it was smiling! It that had us both petrified to move because it was attached to the rest of the shadowy figure and then it started to come towards us and fast! We both fell off our chairs and darted to the top of the stairs, but as we did we both heard a shriek behind us and we knew we needed to get out. We ran as fast as we could down the stairs and across the hallway, through the living room, then to the kitchen where we JUMPED out the broken window and ran down the street until we couldn't even see the old house any longer.

And THAT is the scariest thing to ever happen to me in my life... So far ;)"

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Gaston Croupier

Gaston Croupier

We all agree that Gaston Croupier is a walking talking dream, however this dark haired looker's experience awakening from one might have been all too real.

"What follows is what I experienced some years ago

In 2004 I had a car accident: I remember I woke up on a hospital bed with my leg in a cast and a heavy headache. I was brought in for a severe leg injury and a head trauma. My mother always stayed with me and assisted me during all those nights, but THAT night something strange happened to me when she was off at the facilities. I was sedated some hours before, since the pain was so unbearable, and fell into a slumber. Suddenly, after a "bizarre" dream (a nightmare?) I awoke in a dark room: just the hall light was on and the door opened just a crack, my mother wasn't beside me but I still felt a (human?) presence in her place. I turned my head and I noticed the figure of a woman: she looked like an old woman, with and handkerchief upon her head, sitting perfectly still on the bed just to my right. I felt confused because of the morphine, but I tried to ask her something (“Who are you?” “Where is my mother?”), but I couldn't. I tried to wave my hand, but unsuccessfully. I felt frightened and really worried about my mother. I think the old woman noticed my mood before she spoke "keep calm Gaston, your time is not over yet.” before she stood up and approached the door and out into the hall.

I was so determined to find out who that woman was (I don't know how) I got the energy to get up. With all of my strength and effort I carried myself off to the door of the room with my broken leg. Then, I took a look at the hall but no one was there, just desolation and emptiness. Meanwhile, my mother came back from the restroom that was in the opposite direction the unknown woman had gone and caught me standing up. "How come are you here? You need to rest!" she told me emphatically, "Have you seen where that old woman was heading?" I asked her. "What woman? There is nobody here, not even for asking where that fucking toilet was! I've walked through half hospital to find one! Now, come back to sleep: tomorrow, the doctor is telling us if you can leave hospital or need more recovery days". The next day I was told I could leave that place, but not the haunting memory of that mysterious woman."

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Matt Stevens

Matt Stevens

I couldn't imagine sexy muscle daddy Matt Stevens getting spooked, but I must agree sometimes it's not the ghost that's the most frightening part.

It was a haunted attraction in a nearby town where I grew up in SW Michigan. Kids from all the neighboring towns were going to check it out. There was a long line to get in.

"Not much of a story but during high school my friends and I went to a haunted house and were truly scared beyond belief. I remember screaming for 15 minutes straight and inching along through the whole place with my eyes closed most the time. When we got out everyone noticed that the back of my new leather jacket was slashed in many places. I remember that because the jacket was an early birthday present from my parents and I then had to endure their wrath."

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Sebastian Evans

Sebastian Evans

Sexy Brit lad Sebastian Evans sets fire to the screen in all of his performances only this time the flames might not have been of this time or place.

"I used to live in a bedsit (studio apartment) in a big old Victorian house. One night I was woken up by the sound and feeling of rushing wind. It was a hot wind and I could hear the crackling of fire. I had a general feeling of danger. After I'd willed myself to open my eyes I realized there wasn't any fire anywhere but I could still hear and feel it I was so obviously freaked out I just kept my eyes closed. Then I felt someone step onto my bed as if they'd walked thru the wall my bed was up against and then step off it. The mattress even dipped on one side. Shortly after this the sounds of fire drifted away and I kept my eyes shut until I fell asleep. The next morning it still felt very real but I started to doubt myself, maybe I imagined the whole thing? But after looking closer at the walls in my room, the wall my bed was against that the apparition seemed to step through onto my bed, was obviously a new wall that hadn't been there long and the wall at the head of my bed had a hollow area that could well have been a filled in fireplace. So who knows..."

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Tommy Deluca

Tommy Deluca

Could the combined fears of millions bring an iconic character of film to manifest into a real nightmare? Tommy Deluca paid a visit to one of the most famous houses of film and found out for himself.

Ok, I do have a story where I went to the original Nightmare On Elm Street house and when I was in the house I felt that Freddy Krueger was in the house and when I went downstairs to the boiler room it was very cold then within minutes got very hot in there and it felt like his soul was in the room.

-Tommy Deluca

The Otter

The Otter

I wasn't about to ask the stars to share their stories if I wasn't. Here I'll tell you the tale of what happened ages ago in a quiet neighborhood, on a quiet street, in a quiet apartment that I called home for a brief time during my art school days.

And now it’s my turn. Why? Because it’s my post and I have some stories too.

It was while living with my lesbian roommate in the town I went to college in that this story takes place. We shared the second and third floors of what had once been quite a large home in a quiet and fashionable section of town. To enter the apartment we had to use a door on the side of the house that had once been a service entrance and climb a staircase with several landings which terminated at the third floor balcony. Once up the initial flight of stairs we could look up directly to the ceiling of the top of the house and it always felt as though someone was looking down from the railing high above. Of course I had known the place was haunted, my roommate told me, but I assumed it would just be the usual bumps in the night and missing objects. That would change.

One evening I found myself alone at home which was the case since the roommate sometimes worked overtime at the battery plant. It was that time of year when the sun sets early and there are still hours and hours before bedtime. After cleaning up the kitchen I made my way through the living room towards the bath. Our restroom was situated by the staircase leading up to my room on the third floor. When standing at the doorway to the bathroom one had a clear view of one of the landings directly across and just about eye level. As I strode towards the door I happened to turn sensing the presence of someone on the stairs.

I froze momentarily as I looked upon a, what can only be described as a three dimensional shadow, man sitting on the steps beyond the railing. Instantly I dashed into the bathroom and calmly repeated what my roommate had told me to say “I don’t want to see you right now”. I took my time doing my business and spent a little more time on my hair than necessary before opening the door, when I did he was gone and so was I. I grabbed my coat and walked down to my local to wait for my roommate to get home. The whole experience wasn’t too scary in fact it felt kind of sad.

Later, once I had moved three thousand and some miles away, I got a phone call from my old housemate. She had been dating someone and one night took her home with her. As it turns out the girl had a friend who had been shot by the cops just outside the door of the place we had shared a few years prior to moving in. The young woman walked through the house and informed my old roommate that she could still feel his presence and then asked him to find his way to the other side. Apparently he did and my old roommate never had another experience in that apartment.

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And these are just a few of the fantastic tales I'm sure many more stars have secreted away. Thanks to all the guys who graciously submitted their experiences to share with all of us this Halloween. As for any other of you sexy studs who'd like to send me a story feel free to do so. Just direct message me on Twitter and I'll be glad to update this post up until Friday the 30th!

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Happy Halloween Cum Catchers,

The Otter