Mark Me as John (body swap)
by zulator
I was sitting at the bar drinking my fifth gin and tonic looking at my watch and checking my phone for messages. Shit I though, where the fuck is she? I had a hotel room all ready, the presidential suite at that and you would think she would make every effort to be on time.
I had texted her several times and tried to call her but all my attempts just went to voice mail and all the plans I had made to have a wonderful weekend of sex and fun was for nothing!
�Another Drink Sam� I said to the bartender- Shit I knew his name so you can see I was becoming a serious drinker this evening. �You doing ok Sir?� he asks. �Yeah Yeah, just keep the drinks coming, I have room here so don't worry I am not driving.�
The bartender smiled and gave me another drink and finally that sixth drink began to hit me. Was I crying inside? Hell yes, the room was over a thousand dollars a night and although the money wasn't an issue, I was planning on good times with a very hot lady.
As I sat there looking pretty depressed, an older man came up and sat at the bar next to me ordering a gin and tonic as well.
�Seems like the drink of lonely men� I said to him in an inebriated way. He looked at me like I was just a good looking male whore down on his luck.
�Yeah, well some of us know when to quit I guess and you sir seem to have reached your limit a while ago,� he said trying not to be to critical.
I began to laugh at that point “Touche Sir” I said giving him an athletic slap to his ass. “Maybe your available for a weekend of fun and sex?”
He looked at me in a strange way as if he had figured me wrong. “Whats the matter sir, did you boy friend stand you up this evening?”
�Yeah that's it old man, my boy friend stood me up and now I have the presidential suite and no boy friend to fuck!� He looked at me, I mean all over, noticing I was kind of a fit athletic guy and my expensive clothes kind of gave away my defined chest. My chiseled face, dark hair and steel blue eyes all of a sudden made me fair game for his fantasy of finding a model quality man young enough to satisfy his male sexual desires. Once his hand began exploring my leg and made its way into my crotch, I knew I had found someone at least who was interested in me.
�Bartender, another drink for me and my friend!� I said and then turned to the old man and introduced myself. �Mark Gordon here, and whats your name?�
His hand had finally found my junk and he seemed pleased with its length and girth. “John here, I'm a Brit on holiday, so nice to meet you Mark.”
The bartender delivered our drinks and John and I toasted while the bartender winked at me saying “Good Luck.”
We both downed the drink with a smile and I got up off my seat staggering a bit, throwing a hundred dollar bill on the bar thanking the bartender. “Keep the change” I said letting out a small birp.
�OK John, follow me if you dare.� and I headed for the main lobby and the elevator which would take me up to the presidential suite. Behind me was John trying to stabilize me with his arm around my waist.
Inside the elevator I was leaning on John a bit not to fall down and once to the room he tried to do the right thing and started to get me ready for bed. As I sat on the end of the bed he slowly took off my tie and then my shirt, then stood back to admire my awesome chest and abs. I smiled at him, “You like what you see John, (birp)?” “You what we call in Briton as gorgeous!” I grinned and said, “Well you hit the jackpot tonight John, I am all yours, now lets get me undressed all the way.”
John pushed me back on the bed and undid my belt and unbuttoned my pants and pulled my pants down to my ankles. Then he took of my shoes and socks and pulled my pants off all the way. I was laying there in my expensive 2Xist long boxer briefs sporting a huge lump of man meat that was being contained by the tight Lycra like fabric of the underwear.
John just stood there for a while massaging his crotch to the point where he dropped his pants, and kicked them off. Then his sexy bikini underwear fell to his ankles and he repositioned himself between my legs looking down at me lying on the bed. John was as hard as a rock and jacking off right over my bulge and I was enjoying watching him.
�Your doing a good job John, keep it up I can't wait for you to pop your load�
Then within a moment or two John began to shake and as his climax was coming, he bent over me a bit to make sure that what was coming out of him would find its target; the bulge in my 2Xist pouch.
John was shaking like a man having a seizure as his cock exploded and several thick white ropes of cum shot out of his cock and coated my bulging underwear. At one point he almost fell on me as he made sure his cock head pressed into my bulge to let the rest of his cum shoot directly into the fabric.
A huffing and puffing man collapsed on top of me and I could feel the heat of his breath on my defined chest. I reached down and pulled him up on top of me all the was so our heads were aligned and I grabbed his head and gave him the most emotional and erotic kiss, sucking his tongue then exploring his mouth with my tongue.
John was on fire and I knew I had fulfilled much of his fantasy already but at this point I was not prepared to stop. I then wrapped my strong muscled legs around him, forcing his bone and balls into the bulge of my underwear. At that point my cock swelled to full length and I rolled over putting me on top now, and began to hump John like an animal.
Before long I slid off my long boxer briefs and let my awesome man meat mingle with Johns and let my ball sacs and forest of dark pubes intermingle with his salt and pepper hairs.
The grinding continued till I shot my load into his crotch and up his hair chest. The kissing never stopped until John had reached the point where he wanted more.
Gagging his size and age, I would have never guess he could take such control, but he forced me on my back and had my hefty legs over his shoulders in a flash and his cock rammed into my virgin ass so fast I couldn't respond with more than a Moan and Grunt.
I was a straight man gone bad it seemed, I would have never in my life allowed another man to penetrate my ass nor would I ever engage in kissing a man, but John had successfully seduced me. Being in the right place at the right time was John's Nirvana, and I wasn't going to ruin what he had started and I was actually enjoying it.
The man fucked me like I was a female whore who needed to be taught a lesson and his cock was all that was important at the time. I was moaning like a kid jacking off for the first time and I kept begging for him to not stop and in fact fuck me harder.
John was eager to comply and the sensation of being fucked for the very first time turned my cock into the fountain of youth as I exploded and he was able to catch the majority of the thick cum I was shooting out. I never saw a man more pleased and happy as he swallowed it all with out missing a beat in his fucking routine.
Then after a bit John looked me in the eyes and I swear he was the devil himself disguised as John and I felt an explosion inside me as he let loose of a load that would forever change my world forever.
John pulled out of me then and I was not able to move one muscle as the cum he filled me with seemed to be reacting inside me and my stomach rose and shrunk as if it were brewing something inside me.
John stood there just staring as he took my long 2xist boxer briefs and slid them on himself as his prize.
The sun was coming up and filled the room with sunlight. My body still in the same position was no longer the one I came to the hotel in. I was now the new John, possessing his old body and a bit dehydrated from all the cum loss that evening. Standing by the open window was the figure of the man I used to be, looking so hot and muscular and pleased with himself.
I had never seen myself in this way, I was now gay and for my new age a very sexually active and demanding man. I was not sad or did I feel cheated. John made up for the disappointment I felt that night, he made me feel like a needed and wanted man, and for that I felt surrendering my body to him was fair payment for his validation of my manliness.
He looked back at me and said, “Let’s call room service and get us some breakfast.” I smiled and said, “Yes sir Mark!”
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