Continental Divide 3 (mm oral anal body swap inc)

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That night when I got back, Tommy had become putty in my hands, and he was ready for the next stage of our sexual delight. All Tommy had thought about for almost a year was pumping my ass full of his cream, and I think my change in life style to him was his wish cum true.

That evening was truly a rebirth of my past life, as Tommy's dream of penetrating me came true. He was gentle but nervous as his foreplay brought me back to the years of hot sexual play I had been accustomed to. The addiction had returned, I was hooked again on the sensations and the desires and Tommy was the perfect kid to do it.

I swear Tommy had licked every inch of my body and kept me edging till he ntered my love canal. His wet cock made penetration into my tight ass a breeze, and then he proceeded to fuck me like he had always dreamed of. God his cock felt so good in me, and my sighs and moans were testimonial to how wonderful it felt. All that was going through my head as Tommy was breeding my ass was the thought of every guy who ever had fucked me, and I relived them all that night. I could have given Tommy an added incentive to fuck me harder if I had allowed him to sense my ecstasy, but I held back because it would have been too much for him to handle.

I must have cum three times as he went deeper and deeper into the jock body he had lusted for. I could sense Tommy's desire for me and mixed in with his need to pump his load in me, I also sensed his secret desire to become me but that was not to happen at this point in time. I needed my time to be what I had become and enjoy the benefits of body I had acquired.

Tommy must have fucked me for almost an hour, going slow then fast then slow again, trying to keep his cock in me as long as possible. When he did finally cum, I felt like a bride on her wedding night as he sent his well-brewed cream into me with passion and a deep conviction. My bed was drenched in our sweat, and Tommy just fell on top of me exhausted, and I could almost feel his heart trying to escape his chest as it throbbed hard and fast.

When we awoke in the morning, Tommy was sucking me off and, to tell you the truth, it was a fantastic way to greet the day. Once he had sucked me totally dry, he crawled up on me, and we kissed and kissed, letting a small volume of my cream to pass back and forth, till I finally swallowed it, and we both smiled.

As we were finishing our morning adventure, the telephone rang, and I reached over and picked up the receiver and found out it was my dad telling me he had arrived at his hotel and reminded me of our date at 6pm. I reassured him I would be there and meet him in the lobby.

My dad sounded so happy to be seeing me again, and I was wondering what he looked like and how the meeting would go.

Tommy and I couldn't help but linger in bed; we had both had a wonderful night and had made a bond between us.

Soon, we both got up and made our way to the shower and had fun washing each other and kissing under the flowing water. Tommy was so fucking cute, and to think I wanted to retire in that old body! What was I thinking, I thought as we ran the water till it got too cold to stay in. It was like the honeymoon would never end, and I was falling in love with Tommy.

Once we got dried off and dressed, we both went out for some food and made our way to a Denny's nearby and ate a hearty late breakfast. Both of us needed protein badly, and we downed our American Slams like we had not eaten in a week. It was like we had known each other passionately forever, and as we joked and laughed, it was evident to us and the people around us that we had a thing together.

After walking and talking for hours, I had to get ready to make my way down to Denver and meet my dad (well, Luke's dad) and see if I could pull this one off. It was hard to say goodbye to Tommy, but I did what I had to do and was soon in Denver, parking Luke's car at the Brown Hotel.

I was so nervous. I didn't know what to wear to meet him so I wore what felt comfortable on my new jock body. I had loose fitting jeans with a pair of Luke's sexiest boxer briefs and a nice dark blue polo shirt that draped nicely on my chest. I felt good about who I had become and was proud to show off my physique like a good gay boy would.

Once in the lobby, it was only seconds when Luke's dad came up to me, and I knew right away it was him because he was spitting image of me or me of him, depending how you looked at it. He was in his 50s but didn't look a day over 30. It must have been the extraordinarily fine genetics that we both had, for he could have passed for my twin brother easily.

Immediately, he grabbed me and held me close and kissed me on the cheek. "Luke, it's so great to see you son. Gosh, you get more jock-like every time I see you." He gave my strong shoulders and arms a tight squeeze, and I was all smiles. I couldn't have chosen a better looking father if I had tried, and I wanted us to have a good relationship in spite of the current events I had placed in motion. As we headed into the dining room, Dad, or Brian as I found out his name was, kept asking me about the wedding plans and how much he wanted to be more helpful. He kept telling me that if my mom was still alive she would so pleased with Sherry and the future we had planned. I knew I would have to tell him the truth, but I didn't want to do it just then. He seemed so pleased with me and how things were looking for me. As we talked more and he shared what he had been doing, he couldn't seem to get over how much more animated I was and so much more loose as he put it. I smiled and thought that maybe this was the time to break the news to him, so over dessert, I made the plunge.

"Hey dad," I started out, "what if things had changed, and, well, there wasn't going to be and daughter-in-law in your future, would you understand?"

As soon as I said that, it was like I had dropped a glass of water on him, and he scooted out a bit from the table and just shook his head.

"Luke? What are you saying son?"

"What I am saying Dad is that me and Sherry have broken up, and there isn't going to be a wedding or a job at her father's company! I am sorry to disappoint you dad, but I got to thinking, and well the commitment is too much for me right now."

Brian just looked confused and disappointed, and I knew he was at a loss for words. "I don't know what to say son. I feel badly for the both of you. I just don't understand it."

"I know Dad. It will take some time to get used to it, but we're talking about my life and my future and well, I can't imagine anymore spending my life with her! Look dad, I want to live my life the way I need to and having a family is not what I have come to require anymore."

Brian just shook his head in disbelief, mumbling something as he tried to regain his composure. "You know you're a very sexy and good-looking man, son! I can't imagine what you're thinking. You can have any girl you wanted and make a family so that I would have grandchildren to love and spoil."

I knew right then that I had broken his heart, but to be true to who I was and I wasn't Luke, it was going to be hard for him to understand and get used to. I just couldn't tell him that his son died in an old man's body, and that assuming Luke's body for my own meant changes in Luke's lifestyle.

Then if that wasn't enough, Brian dropped the big one on me. He began to explain how important it was for me to marry and be a father because he was a closeted gay man who was hoping for a son to carry on his name with children of his own and bring some purpose to his life again.

With a tear in his eye, he grabbed my hands and told me that I was his salvation of sorts. He told me how much he admired my youth, and that he was hoping for a normal life for me. I found out that my father was quite the gay man and had acquaintances all over the country. He was a very active sexual man, who had no trouble finding what he wanted, but had not yet found the perfect one for him. He went on about how bad he felt living a lie when Luke's mom was alive, and how he had almost left her many times because of his sexual preference, and when she died in a car accident he felt relieved a bit from the guilt he had been storing inside himself. Because I had been born and looked just like him, he wanted something different for me, a straight life, a life that would make him and my mom proud.

"Dad, I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. You see Dad, I am just like you in every way!"

"I know son. You have my good looks, and you are so much a reflection of me, and I am proud of that."

"Dad, you don't seem to understand." And I held his hand very tightly as he looked into my eyes. "Dad, I am also gay!"

I have never seen a man cry before, but he did and had to excuse himself from the table. He rushed out of the dining room, and I quickly got up to follow him. He headed towards the elevator, and I ran to get inside before the doors closed.

"Son, I really need some time to work this out. I can't imagine how this has happened to you as well. I mean you're so good looking, and yet I hoped that your good looks would not bring you to the life I had to endure. Being gay has not been easy for me son, and I am sure you understand that. Maybe it was the right thing to break off your marriage. I say that, but I am so sad."

I grabbed him and sort of pressed into him, whispering into his ear, "I can't live a lie Dad!" I could sense a sigh of relief from him as my swollen cock told him what I had said was true. I was feeling his pain, and his manhood against mine and there was an instant bond made between us. I wanted to make him feel better in any way I could, and when the elevator stopped at the 10th floor, we got out hand and hand and went into his room.

"Well, I guess I don't have to tell you son about being gay, the urges that a gay man has. If you weren't my son tonight, you would be in my bed having sex with me!"

My head sunk down a bit, as I grabbed him. "Dad, I can't leave you tonight, not like this. You need someone close, and well who better than your own son--the one who understands!"

I had no problem proposing sex with him. After all, I wasn't Luke, and he was a very hot looking man. I began to undress him as he pleaded for me to leave, but once I had unbuttoned his shirt to expose his nicely formed chest, one kiss on his nipple told him that I was staying the night.

From that point on, it was accepted that we were two horny gay men who were just doing what gay men do, and before we knew it, we were in bed nude kissing and fondling each other. I was rock hard, and he was as well, and we made no excuses for what we wanted of each other. Brian immediately got into a 69 position, and we were embracing each other's rock hard cocks, sucking and nurturing on the manliness and masculinity we were both given.

I had to admit that sucking the man who gave the body I was in life was the most sensual and gratifying event of my entire life. Brian was just as engulfed in the magic of draining the sperm he had created and made me feel like a real man that night. Like two peas in a pod, we enjoyed our bodies and ended up in a very tightly bond sleeping arrangement.

I never felt so loved and understood at the same time as I did that night with Luke's dad.

When we got up the next morning, I was awakened by a gentle kiss on my forehead and a fondling of my genitals as Brian alerted me to the time.

"Well son, let's get showered and dressed and get some breakfast. I think we need to talk and plan out the rest our lives." Brian got into the shower first as I lazily got up and flexed and stretched. I looked at Brian's clothes and accessories and was impressed with his taste. Even his taste in underwear was to my liking, as I brought his silk boxers up to my face for inspection. I took a sniff and could smell Brian's manliness and expensive cologne in them and fell back on the bed with them over my face. Oh fuck, I thought, what a fucking hot man and what a life he must have. The temptation was too much for me and I got up and slipped the silk boxers on me and immediately got hard again.

What if, I thought, what if I could convince Brian to swap bodies with me, and have him return to the campus to enjoy Tommy for a while and let me assume his life for a time? Nah, that would've too wild for him to even fathom, I thought as I rubbed my young cock into his expensive silk boxers and leaked into the pouch. As I moaned at the pleasure of staining his boxers, Brian came out with a towel wrapped around his waist, catching me in my ecstasy.

"So you like silk I see," he said smiling.

"Oh yes," I said grinning at him, "and your life as well Dad!"

"Ah, you conjure up fantasies in my head son, I miss my youth very much and seeing you in my silk boxers makes me want to slide on the boxer briefs of my young jock son and dream about it.

I smiled and reached over and picked up my Calvin Klein boxers and threw them over at Brian, who caught them quickly. "Put them on Dad. Go ahead, put them on and dream with me."

It didn't take Brian long to get into the moment and watching him drop his towel and slide my boxers. He began to admire my choice in boxer briefs and how nicely they fit his toned body.

"Whew son! If only wearing each others boxers could make us swap bodies," he giggled as he turned to look in the mirror. Brian's cock had swollen to the point of nearly busting out of the pouch, and I knew it was time to do it and let him think it was some magic event--or maybe destiny--that made it happen.

As he stared at himself in the mirror, I began the process I so wanted to happen and now Brian did too. It was fun to make this happen as he kept taking second looks at himself, not believing what he was seeing.

"Hey son, I must be tired cause I think I have become you." As he said that, his voice was changing, and I was giggling as I was taking on his age and body stats.

"Holy fuck son, I guess my mind is playing tricks on me because I think I sound like you too." As he turned to see my reaction to his sudden rejuvenation, he saw that his eyes were also playing games looking at me as well, because he was now looking at his former body, mature and masculine. If it weren't for the way we each fixed our hair, we would be twin brothers, one in his 20s and one in his 50s.

"Holy shit. Don't wake me up son, I think my dream has come true!"

Brian came over to me as I stood up. "Not a bad old body don't you think son?"

Brian giggled and said, "It's fucking true, isn't it son? We've changed bodies, but how can this be?"

"Magic, Dad." Then we both broke out in loud laughter and joy.

"But that means I am you," he giggled, "And I am back in college," he giggled again. "Holy shit, son I am going to have a blast I think!" And at that he began to dance around the room.

All the while I stood there fondling my fathers cock, which now was a part of who I was to be for a while. I watched the new Luke dancing, and I was bringing his former body to climax and it felt so fucking good!

Suddenly he turned and said, "Oh shit, is this alright with you son, I almost forgot to ask, I hope it is--I mean, I want it to be--well is it?"

Then he saw the cum dripping down my leg and the drenched silk boxers I was wearing, and he knew I was very happy with the swap.

He had all the energy of a jock in his 20s and wanted me to tell him everything about my campus life and who I knew and who I wanted to know. Like two chums sharing info.

"Oh Dad, don't worry. You will find your way. It's not brain surgery being a gay jock in college. What I really need to find out is what your life is all about!"

"Oh yes," he thought for a minute. "Well, that's pretty easy. I do exactly what you're going to college for. I do product demonstrations that make big sales for my company, and son, I am a really well to do guy. You won't have any problems doing what I do. You just need to read up and it's a snap."

"So, I guess I need to get going right son? I mean don't your need to be back on campus?"

I broke out laughing and nodded yes, and he quickly started to get dressed in my stuff.

"Oh, and my schedule is in my briefcase son. I fly out this evening for a meeting in LA. All the info is in the folder, and then it's back home for a week."

"Cool Dad. I think I can handle that. How about we meet back here in say a week or so and compare experiences?"

"Oh yeah, right son. That will work fine. I mean I wasn't going to just steal your life from you, I mean unless you were giving it to me?"

I chuckled and said, "Well let's meet and see how you do, then we will decide whether to try to keep going or swap back."

Brian was so antsy to get back to Colorado Springs, I just waved him off, and he was out the door. I turned to examine the rest of his clothes, especially the ones he wore yesterday, and there was a knock at the door. I walked over and said, "Who is it?"

And Brian said, "Me. What kind of car am I looking for in the parking lot?"

I laughed as I opened the door. "It's the Toyota corolla. It's blue and parked near the pool."

"Oh right son." And he was down the hall in a flash.

I showered and got dressed in some of Brian's fresh clothes. He was really into the expensive clothing line, and I loved it. I got packed up and left for the airport and on to LA.

When Brian got back to the campus, he rushed up to my room and remembered that I had a roommate that was very cute and wondered if Luke had sex with him. As he walked in, Tommy jumped up and nearly tore Brian's clothes off.

"Luke, you're back! Hope things went well with your Dad. Fuck man, I am so horny!"

Hearing that, Brian was assured that Tommy and Luke were involved, and it didn't take Brian much time to get naked and into bed with him.

To be continued...

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