Early Morning Madness (body swap oral anal)
by zulator
It was so late. The party after the basketball game seemed like it would never end, and I had to get back to the dorm and get some sleep. My watch said it was already 3:45 am as I snuck into the room, trying not wake Shane, my roommate. As I entered the room, I noticed the computer that we shared was still on, and the screen cast a bluish glow around the room and on the white sheets on the beds between where the computer table was. I kicked off my sneakers and then took a long-awaited piss, and as the thick pee stream emptied my kidneys, I was pulling off my tee shirt and stretching at the same time. I shook off my cock and put it back in my boxers then zipped up my jeans.
I walked back towards my bed and the computer table, and I noticed a note that Shane had left for me: "Mark, please get me up at 6:30am. I have a test." Hmm, I thought, how was that going to happen? It was going on 4 in the morning now, and I had to crash. I sat at the computer table, ready to power down the machine, when I noticed a flashing box, like one of those instant message requests. Looking closer at it, I read what it said: "Message from Body Swapper. Please accept."
What the fuck, I thought, "Body Swapper?" What was that all about? I was getting curious, so I pressed the accept button and the screen lit up and a large dark box appeared in the center, almost like a webcam picture that wasn't activated. Under the box was a note saying, "Please wait... will be back in a flash."
I thought, geez, you wanted me to accept, and I did, and now you're not available? I was ready to pull the plug 'cause I was so tired, but just as I was ready to hit the off button, a face appeared in the box, and it was this older man with a beard, and he was grinning big time. "How are you stud?" he said.
I was confused at first because I had never had sound turned on before, and I didn't know how to react. "Er, tired," I replied.
The man turned his head to the right and then to the left like he was evaluating my tired face. This is impossible, I thought. I don't have a cam, how could he see me?
Just then he said, "Spending too much time at late night parties isn't good for a growing boy like you!" He then grinned again in a most peculiar way.
"Hey," I said, "how is this possible? I don't have a cam or speakers or a microphone for that matter, and I can see you, and you can see me, and we can talk?"
The old man just put his finger up to his mouth to shush me and said, "All in good time, jock boy."
I pushed back in my chair like I was going nuts, this can't be possible I thought, it's late and I am tired, maybe this is a dream. Yeah, I thought, I came back and went right to bed, and this is a dream.
"You're not dreaming, stud," he said.
"What, you can read my mind too?" Again he put his finger to his mouth and shushed me. "Now I know I must be dreaming old man," I laughed, "and it's a pretty neat dream too. Wow, an interactive dream." I giggled.
The old man seemed pissed at my attitude and then started with a lecture. "Listen young stud. I think you're awake all right, and this is not a dream! I was hoping you would be open to a little fun tonight. I'm so horny, and you look so hot!"
"Hey mister, whoever you are, I don't do cyber sex, so you might as well sign off now. I have to get some sleep!"
"Oh, I wasn't talking about cyber sex young man. I wanted the real thing with you, but I have a problem!"
"Oh, what's that?" I said smiling. For some reason, my boxers were tightening up as my cock began to get hard. Oh shit, I thought, why was this guy getting me excited? I couldn't believe this old man. How could he think he could have real sex with me for starters, and who said I wanted to have sex with him in the first place?
The old man was getting angry now. I forgot he could read my mind, and the screen went black again. Oh great, I thought, he finally left. I giggled. I was ready to hit the off switch, when the screen came back, and he was now standing in front of the camera showing me his body. "Holy shit," I said. The old man was quite the athlete it appeared because his body was tight and muscular, and he was amazingly well-endowed. It was like he knew I was staring at his crotch. As I drooled over his package, I was unconsciously rubbing my hard-on, and a precum spot was appearing in the green plaid material of my boxers.
"So I see you're impressed now?" he said with confidence.
"Er, well yeah. You're fucking hot old man! I could use a good fuck right now with that monster you must have in your briefs."
"Now you're talking jock boy, and I could use that prime cum juice your body contains!"
I sat back leaking and thinking, bring it on man. The old man seemed pleased
now and came back closer to the screen.
"So how do we do this?" I asked, rubbing my cock harder.
"Well, now that I have your attention, I will tell you how! All I need is for you to give me those boxers your roommate took off before he went to bed, and I will be able to come to you and satisfy your needs!"
"What? How will my roommate's dirty boxers help you to show up here in my room?"
"Just do it jock boy. I know you need my cock up your ass, and I can't wait to suck your young juice from your body."
I don't know what I was thinking, but I wanted this more than anything, so I reached over and grabbed Shane's boxers, sniffing them as they passed by my face. Um, I said to myself, potent aren't they? As I brought them closer to the screen, I was about to ask how in the hell he was going to get them, when suddenly they were sucked out of my hand and into the screen, and I could hear the old man laughing, and I got scared for a second.
"Oh yes!" he shouted at a louder level than before. "Young, dumb and full of cum; I can count on dumb jocks every time!" the old man giggled.
Now I was really scared because I didn't understand what process I had just set in motion. Shane began to toss and turn in his sleep, and somehow I knew I had set my roommate up for something that was now out of my control. My first response was to shut the computer off, which I did, but Shane was tossing more violently, and I was ready to shit my pants. Shane's body was changing right in front of me, and his slender young physique was beginning to alter. First Shane's cock and balls swelled, and his cock grew to what must have been 8 inches and got so thick, while his balls swelled and his light brown bush turned salt and pepper. At that moment, Shane woke up amongst the tossing and turning and looked at me. "Mark, what's happening to me," he shouted in a shocked and frightened voice.
I couldn't speak as more of Shane's body began to replicate the old man's and I watched as his chest buffed up, and he became hairy and his skin turned older. I was holding my head with both hands now, it was like I was thrown into a science fiction movie watching my roommate transform into this older man. I wanted to help Shane but there was nothing I could do. My cock had gone soft now, and the last thing I wanted was to have sex.
Tears were coming out of Shane's eyes as his legs got thick and hairy, then Shane's young cute face filled with gray hair and his thick brown hair turned white as the old man had consumed Shane's entire body. In a flash, Shane was no longer wailing or crying as the old man had taken over, finishing the transformation of my roommate.
"Awww," the old man said as he swung around to put his feet on the ground, then stood up and stretched. His cock was enormous and sticking straight out, and his balls were thick like huge eggs in a salt and pepper nest. "Thanks," he said smiling. "Your roommate was great material to use for my rebirth."
"What?" I shouted. "Rebirth? Where is Shane?"
"Oh, was that his name?" the old man said as if it meant nothing to him.
"Yes, my roommate. Where is he?" I shouted, not caring who could hear me.
"Shane, as you called him, never existed Mark. I used his body for my rebirth. His very essence was what allowed me to become real. If you care to check, he never existed, and his parents never had a son called Shane!"
Now I was really scared stiff, and I was pissing my boxers as the old man was preparing to have the sex he was planning to have with me.
"Take those boxers off Mark, I am so fucking horny! I am going to fuck your brains out, but before I do that, I need to suck your cock and feed this hungry body of mine!"
I just looked up at him as he approached and tore my jeans and boxers off of me, then forced me down on the bed and buried his bearded face in my crotch. I laid back staring at the ceiling as he began to suck me like some sick perverted man. Something in his saliva was making me rock hard and as hard as I tried to stay soft, my 7-inch cock swelled to full erection, and he was sucking me with a desire I could not understand. I wanted to get up and run away, but he read my mind, and his thick arm reached over and pushed me tight to the bed. I didn't want to enjoy this blowjob, but my young body was so sexually stimulated I knew and he knew that I would soon explode, and he would have his prize.
I could feel the buildup happening. It was a feeling I had never had before, and I knew this climax would be the most intense I would ever experience. I didn't know how he was doing it, but with each cycle of his up-and-down sucking, his tongue was widening my pee slot for a maximum release of my young seed. I gripped my bed sheets as he continued, and all I wanted was to be somewhere else.
Soon the build up was uncontrollable, and I was ready to release my hot juice into this old man's waiting mouth and as hard as I prayed I wouldn't give him his gift, the stronger the urge to cum passed over me.
Then I began to scream as my climax came with great force and fury, and the old man was now sucking the seed right out of me as I shot and shot my thick young cream. My pee hole was so enlarged now he was sucking my balls dry and I could feel them shrink into my body as he took and took and took all that my body had in it. Soon my cock had shrunk too, and his sucking didn't stop till my cock was just a short stub covered in my bush. I was shaking like with dehydration as he released my cock and stood back savoring the juice he so desired.
"OH YES!!" he proudly proclaimed. "You young jocks are food for the gods," he smiled. Then he rolled me over and spread my legs and my face was buried in the sheets, and I bit down on the bedding as he forced his huge cock into me. Tears rolled out of my eyes as he took control and slid his 8 thick inches into my tight firm body. I was screaming into the bed sheets now as he began a fast and wild rhythm. I could feel his thick balls press into my cheeks with each thrust he made into me.
"Oh God!" I cried as he stretched me beyond my limits and proceeded to do just what he had planned.
"OH FUCK YES, YOU STUD!" he shouted. "I AM GOING TO FUCK YOUR BRAINS OUT!" With every new thrust he went deeper and deeper into me, and soon my stomach was becoming queasy, and I was starting to vomit. Deeper and deeper his cock went, and it was becoming harder to breathe as he forced his way into my body. My head was throbbing as his cock somehow forced its way up through me and was nearing my throat. I was gagging and coughing as his mushroom made its way now to my head, and I could feel the pressure as he entered my brain. My consciousness was fading away as his cock head spread open, and he finally exploded his thick cargo and was filling my head with his cum. My brain matter was leaking out my ears and nose now as his sperm displaced my gray matter, and it didn't stop till my head was filled with his seed.
***
The alarm clock went off then, and I sat up quickly, drenched in sweat with my heart pounding a mile a minute. I looked around, and Shane was ok, and I looked at the clock, and it showed 6:30am, just as Shane had asked me to set it to get him up. I tried to catch my breath and got off the bed noticing my boxers were drenched in cum. Holy shit, I thought, what a fucking nightmare that was. I quickly woke up Shane, and he got out of bed quickly.
"What the hell happened to you Mark?" he asked noticing my boxers and sweat-coated body.
"You're ok, that's all that matters man. I must have had a nightmare."
"Yeah, a very sexual one at that," Shane giggled.