Fathers Day (body swap incest)
by zulator
It was another Fathers Day coming up, and I promised my dad that I would come see him as usual. Holidays were always rough since the accident, and instantly my family was changed forever. My Mom was gone in a flash and my dad was left half alive and needing constant care. It all happened while I was away at college and now the trips home are strange and sad. My dad lost everything: his job, our family home, cars and all his life savings. With the little bit of government help, he can be cared for till he dies. Every time I came for a visit I got the sense that he wished his time would come, since he couldn't get out of bed or even lift his arms to scratch his face.
Now that I was in my senior year and ready to graduate, I wanted to give my dad something special because of the years of financial help he gave me so that I could become something. I chose sports and with the scholarship I received from a local company when I graduated from high school, my college career got a real jumpstart. I was an all around athlete with a promising basketball career and if I didn't go into the NBA, I wanted to be a trainer for a large team. I stood 5'9" weighed around 159 and was pretty nicely toned. I felt I could make either of my career choices work so I felt pretty confident about myself.
During my last year I had made a good friend who was still undecided about what he wanted to do. He was kind of lost actually, having had to live through a similar family tragedy himself, which he, up to this day, could not let go of, and hence his undecided state of mind. Jesse was his name, and our friendship had gotten pretty deep and I had made the decision that Jesse and me would be together the rest of our lives no matter what happened. This was the first time Jesse had made the trip with me back to see my father, and although I had stressed he not come for fear it would just drag up more bad feelings about his own family loss, he insisted because he knew how much my father meant to me and he wanted to meet him face to face.
We had my car packed for the trip, and I still hadn't thought of a proper gift for my dad yet. What do you give your best friend? My dad was the man who was there for me when I needed him and the man who loved me unconditionally. I felt in my heart that if it were possible to care for my father and still have a career, I would do it in a flash. My gift really couldn't be something materialistic since my dad had no use for clothing or cologne or a pipe. No this gift had to be something special, and I knew that my dad would say just having me come see him was more than enough. I never thought that quite was enough because it never lasted very long and I always felt worse having to leave him again and I would find myself crying on the way back to college.
On the way, in the car, Jesse kept going through my family albums seeing all the places my dad and mom had taken me when I was smaller. Then there were all the Little League pictures, soccer pictures and basketball pictures and in every one, it was me and my dad with big smiles on our faces. It was hard for me to look at them anymore, but Jesse loved the fact that my dad and me had such a close relationship. I knew he was jealous of it, because in his family his dad was always out of town and he missed out on a lot of things that I cherished.
When we arrived and got out room, I was hungry as hell, but Jesse felt sick and wanted to pass on diner, so I went to the Denny's near by and ate, then came back to the room, only to find Jesse looking at the pictures of my childhood again.
"Jesse!" I shouted. "You're going to make those pictures fade out looking at them so many times." Then I giggled. I undressed and laid on the bed facing Jesse just watching him soak up all of my life in those photos. "Jesse? Jesse? Let's get some sleep man."
He looked up at me and stared at me for a while and I could almost feel him staring into my soul. I was so tired and must have fallen asleep then and slept I did. When morning arrived I tried to shake Jesse but he was just sound asleep on top of my pictures. I took my shower and by the time I was done Jesse was up and ready to shower too.
"Sorry Mark," he said apologetically.
"No problem," I said as I squeezed his shoulder. Jesse hopped in and got cleaned up and then dressed and we were off for breakfast. Jesse and I were so close, it was as if he were holding in all my deepest feelings so to make this trip easier for me somehow. At breakfast it was good to see him finally eating something, and see him smile.
"This will be a great day," he said to me just out of the blue, staring out at the bright sunlit buildings outside of Denny's.
I smiled then. "Oh wow, do tell," I said, with a broad smile on my face.
"I have a feeling that this visit to see your dad will be his best and will be the best Fathers Day ever."
"Thanks Jesse," I said. "My dad will be happy to meet you and know I have such a good friend. Yes, I think he will be delighted to know you Jesse. I have written him all about you and he is happy that we are so close."
Jesse just smiled and cleaned off his plate. His turn around really made me feel good about my visit, and when we left the restaurant he had his hand around my shoulder and we both smiled.
On the ride out to the care center, I couldn't keep Jesse quiet. He rambled on and on about the places he wanted to see in my hometown before we left. I wouldn't have thought about visiting the fields where I used to play sports or driving past the old family house, but because Jesse was so wound up today, I thought it just might be the right thing to do.
When we got to the care center, we were shown in and this time my dad seemed so happy, which was great and hugging him seemed so much more fulfilling. Once we hugged for I while, I had to excuse myself for being so impolite, I could see that Jesse was eager to meet him and I introduced him to my dad.
"Ah, so this is Jesse," he said smiling, and Jesse touched his lifeless hand.
"It's so great to finally meet you Mr. Gordon," Jesse said with a deep conviction to his expression.
My dad just stared at Jesse for a while, then returned a smile and said, "Yes it is very good to meet you."
As I stood there, I was so glad that Jesse was not disturbed in the least seeing my dad as he was, and to the contrary it was like the meeting of two old friends that had been e-mailing each other and finally came face to face.
I was feeling a bit put out with all the time my dad seemed to be taking with Jesse, I wanted to cough or clear my throat so I could get a little attention too.
My dad knew how I felt and spoke out, "Mark come here son," and I quickly dashed over to the other side of him. He looked at me and smiled, then at Jesse and back at me. "You have a great friend here in Jesse," he said in a matter of fact way.
I grabbed his arm tight and said, "Thanks Dad, I truly feel blessed also."
He went on, "Jesse, like me, has that same unconditional way about him I feel." "Well thanks dad," I said. I couldn't believe that in such a short time, my dad could know Jesse so well, but what did I know--it was true enough.
"Mark!" my dad said, "could you go down to the nurses station and get this bottle refilled for me?"
I smiled and said, "Of course dad," and took this bottle with a straw in it down the long hallway to get a refill. While I was gone, my dad and Jesse were finalizing something very personal which I had no knowledge of at all and upon my return to the room, I found the door closed and I could hear Jesse laughing and jumping around it seemed, totally out of character with the Jesse I knew. I felt I had to knock at the door before I entered, and did so before I entered.
When I came back inside, Jesse was standing at the bottom of my dad's bed smiling and doing funny moves while my dad was watching him with tears in his eyes, and I felt I had just walked into something I didn't understand.
"Hey guys what is going on here?" I said with a cheery face.
"Oh nothing much Mark," Jesse said. "I was just enjoying being me and reminiscing with your dad."
I just stared for a bit, expecting my dad to give me an explanation first. "You ok Dad?" I said concerned about the tears.
"Oh yes Mark, totally and unconditionally!"
I smiled and a tear was forming in my right eye. "I'm just glad we are all on the same page here."
The rest of the visit went very well, with my dad, me and Jesse just talking about what I was like when I was younger and it felt good to be able to talk about those good times when my dad was whole and an active part of my life.
When the time came for us to leave, it was very emotional, for us all but with Jesse keeping me focused and smiling as we went to the car. I felt good about things. I turned to Jesse and said, "Thanks bro, this was the best Fathers Day," and we hugged like we had never done and all my stress seemed to be taken from me. After we drove by all the places Jesse wanted to visit, we headed back north to return to our college life again and Jesse got comfortable next to me and slept the whole way and I felt so secure now in a strange way.
Once we arrived and settled in, I laid on my side so I could see Jesse in his bed. "Hey man, what were you and my dad doing while I went for water?"
"Oh, you know. Talking about the future and things."
I just looked at Jesse, then said, "Is that all bro?"
"Well there was something else, but it's too complicated to explain right now."
"Well, do your best bro. I am all ears!," I replied. I could see that Jesse was hiding something from me for some reason, and this seemed odd and out of character with Jesse. "Jesse! Please man. I need to know."
Jesse got out of bed and lifted his mattress and pulled out a book and threw it at me.
"That it man?" I looked at the book: "Astral Projection for Masters". My body trembled a bit as I looked through the pages, yet not fully understanding what I had in my hands. "What is this Jesse? And what does this have to do with my dad?"
Jesse got comfortable on his bed and got a serious face. "Mark, me and your dad have been experimenting with Astral Projection now for almost a year, and the final experiment was completed while you were getting him water."
"I'm still confused Jesse, can you get to the point?"
Jesse stood up smiles then proceeded to bend over then flex his chest then drop to the floor and do some push ups.
"Jesse! I'm sorry I just don't understand bro."
Jesse then got up and came over to sit next to me and grabbed my hand. "Astral Projection is a way for a person to leave his body and enter another one.
"Oh ok, but what does that have to do with you and my dad," I said then realizing what he was talking about. "Oh God - are you saying that you and my dad?"
"Yes Mark, I'm your Dad, man!"
My eyes opened wide and I grabbed him tight. "OH DAD! Is it really you man?"
"Yep 100%! I wanted to surprise you but I think you weren't ready."
"Oh Dad! I love you so much. But Dad - that means?"
"Yes, that means that Jesse is in my body son. But don't feel sorry for Jesse because it's what he wanted and he did it because he loves you so much, very much the way I love you son."
"But, but..."
"I know what you're thinking what a huge sacrifice he is making? Yes, but one that he wanted in order to show you how much love there was for you. He knew he could replace me in your life as Jesse, and he wanted to so much to be that unconditional person in your life and give you back what you lost. Jesse thought that having me in his body would be like a double present for you: having your life mate and father share the same body."
I laid there dumfounded at what I was hearing, yet my dad had more to show me.
"Mark, in our experimentation with this method of body possession, we discovered something else." As my father said that, I watched and witnessed Jesse's body transforming right in front of me and I was watching this slim 22 year old taking on my dad's body- but not his damaged one, the one I remembered from before the accident. Soon my friend had changed and matured and taken on the features of my dad and my eyes filled with tears as I realized a lot of love and deep desire on both my father and Jesse made this reality possible. Now standing in front of me was my dad 6'1" 170 pounds with dark sandy hair and well kept body.
"MY God!" I shouted. "It's really you dad! Well yeah, and except for these tight boxers of Jesse's, I'm doing very well." Then my dad grabbed me tight and we both began to cry. "I never want to be away from you again son."
"But Dad? What about Jesse? He will never graduate from college or reach his destiny to become what he is meant to be."
My dad released me and put his hands on my shoulders and then lifted my head so we were eye to eye. "But you know what's so wonderful about this Mark?"
"What's that Dad?" Then I watched my dad transform again shrinking in height a bit and taking on Jesse's young slim body and features, watching Jesse's boxers loosen up and see his bulge look less strained.
"See son, we are both here and connected, and whichever one you need is here for you. That's the unconditional love bond we made for you."
"But dad," I said sitting down, "if you are so bonded with Jesse then you must know..."
Jesse put his finger over my lips. "Yes, I know you two are gay lovers and I look forward to knowing you that way also, if that's what you desire son."
My held back emotions were now released and my cock swelled like magic and before any more words could be spoken, I was nude and Jesse's body was on top of me and we were both kissing deeply and our cocks were meshing. Soon my legs were high above Jesse's shoulders and Jesse was deep inside pumping me now with a combined love no one could explain. As Jesse's lean smooth body continued to pound my ass, Jesse's eyes closed and he moaned loudly, then his body began to transform into my dad's body without missing a beat and then the climax and the explosion of a very thick and hot expression of love.