My Friend's Wedding (body swap)
by zulator
I was late to a friends wedding and so I was speeding down the interstate watching my back as I weaved my way through rush hour traffic. I was to be the best man and the tuxedo I was wearing cost me 200 dollars, but I looked hot and couldn’t wait to be a part of his wedding party. All was going to plan as I maneuvered the freeway system and could almost smell the flower I would be wearing for the ceremony. Then without warning, I had this feeling that I needed to piss badly and if history of having this condition meant anything, I knew I had to find a bathroom very soon.
Getting off the freeway at this time of day and getting back on would not be something I would have ever planned for, but peeing my tuxedo slacks would ruin everything. Up ahead I noticed a truck stop and I knew there would be plenty of urinals there since truckers frequented the establishment night and day. So off I went clutching my legs together to prevent my bladder from exploding and weaved over to the exit lane and up the ramp I went. I could see the truck stop across the freeway over pass and once the light changed, I was leaving rubber to waste no time.
I pulled into the parking lot and found a parking spot as close to the building as possible, then turned off the engine and flew out of the car and into the truckers entrance where the bathrooms where all located. Through the door I went dodging truckers and getting weird looks as I tried to get to a urinal. This rest stop had showers to accommodate the long haul trucker who needed to wash their Asses and change clothes, so the rest room was filled with steam and the scent of male Trucker hormone and sweat.
I found a urinal at the end of the row and had to cut off a trucker in the process to get it. Verbalizing my emergency as I unzipped my pants and released my boned out cock seemed easier than it was as the trucker I pissed off was not happy at all. All I could think of was relieving myself and the sensation of a huge load of piss leaving my body. The sensation of pissing would have been so very erotic with all the steam and male scent that engulfed my body, except for the pissed off trucker stationed right behind me.
I think I heard every swear word there was as I tried to empty myself and get my handsomely dressed body out and back on the road. I was getting worried as I could feel the breathe of the trucker behind me as he spoke at me like some drill sergeant. I had no idea what this guy looked like nor could I understand his determination for such a foul mouth.
I was trying as hard as I could to get it all out of me and fast as I was starting to feel perspiration forming around my collar and on my forehead. Then in a loud shrilling voice, the trucker behind me demanded that everyone except me leave the room. The trucker must have been convincing since the room cleared out in snap and now I was in fear for my life. All I could think about was not making my friends wedding and ruining his day. Then I felt his hands on my shoulders and the sensation of his genitals pressed against my ass and I knew I was in trouble.
“So pretty boy all dressed up in a monkey suit, I think you owe Ralphy an apology and some special favors.” He said with his face up next to mine.
All I could feel was his stubbly beard against my smooth face and the smell of his bad breath filling my nostrils as I was forced now turn around and face him.
Standing there was a nude, middle-aged man about my height with a towel in his hand that was apparently planning to piss before he took a long deserved shower.
“Listen sir, I am so sorry if I cut you off, but I was going to piss my pants and I have to get to my best friends wedding!” I said in the most apologetic manner I could come up with.
Then as he gave me the once over look, he grabbed his cock and was going to let loose his load of piss that had been brewing for a several minutes. With his cock head pressed right into the crotch of my tuxedo pants, he let loose a huge load of piss that completely drenched the front of my pants, my underwear and my cock and balls. As his flow continued and I began to cry, he slapped his lips on mine and began to French kiss me like I was some beer house whore.
“Now your going to need a shower just like me pretty boy, so lets take off these pretty clothes and get ourselves acquainted in the shower.” He said starting to pull off my jacket and pull my cummerbund off me.
“What the Fuck!” I managed to shout. “You bastard!” “You Redneck Bastard!” I went on trying to fight him off. I was 24 and an athlete, but this middle aged man seemed to be able to over power me and get his way. Before I knew it he sucker punched me and I was out.
Unconscious for who knows how long, the trucker managed to remove all my clothes and as I came out of it I was in the shower with him bent over with his cock deep in my ass.
Waking up to being fucked was the most humiliating experience I could have imagined. I could feel his hairy beer gut ram into my ass cheeks as his thick middle-aged cock raped me. All I could do was bite my tongue as he fucked me like the whore he wanted me to be and then he rammed me good and then let go his load into my ass. I wasn’t a stranger to this type of sex, being gay as I was, but I would never have let a chubby, hairy redneck have me this way. I squirmed at the thought of his illiterate, redneck load filling my body while his defective DNA was tainting mine and would subject his genetic properties onto my perfectly toned athletic features. It must have been a long time since he came last cause his cock kept pumping his cum into me and I thought I was having a nightmare.
“Always wanted to fuck a fagot pretty boy,” he shouted as he forced me up against the wall, pushing his cock in ever deeper into me to make sure I knew I was being fucked. When he pulled out slowly, I could feel the gush of his redneck load flowing out of my ass and down both of my toned athletic legs.
“You happy now!” I shouted. “You feel like a real man now that you fucked a toned and muscular body, and no doubt a body that you could never have!” I screamed.
Then turning me around, he began to lick my chest and suck on my hard Pecs. He began sucking my hard nipples as he pressed my shoulders against the wall.
“What do you want now?” “Haven’t you gotten what you wanted?” I said showing the face of a defeated guy.
“No, I aint done quite yet pretty boy, I have plans for you and your just my type pretty boy.” He said grinning.
Then he grabbed my cock and demanded that I get hard, jacking it wildly as I begged him to release me.
“Please sir, I can give you money or let you fuck me again if you just let me go so I can get to my friends wedding!” “Oh Please, I will do anything you ask, Please!”
As he kept jacking me I couldn’t imagine what more he was planning to do to me. I was helpless and no one else in the shower seemed willing to intervene.
I knew I would have to get hard, but what would be my reason as there was nothing about him or the moment that could help achieve it.
I knew he was getting upset with me as he started slapping my cock around wondering why it wouldn’t get boned out. “What’s the matter pretty boy, you can’t get it up for a real man?” “You got this hot pretty boy body and you can’t give Ralphy a sample of your hard on?”
“Ah shit, your making Ralphy mad as I wanted to play some before your too late for that wedding.” He said laughing. Then he began to breathe heavily while flexing his chubby body a bit. His face got red and his body was getting hot. Then I noticed his balls begin to swell and take on more mass and his stubby cock thicken and it looked like he was forming new foreskin on the head of it, but what was happening was his urethra was stretching open. The size of the opening was intoxicating to watch and my cock began to stiffen as I watched. “What the Fuck” I thought as his pee hole widened and widened.
My cock got rock hard in just a few minutes and before I could blink, his enlarged urethra was being slid over my rock hard cock and I thought I was dreaming. As his huge cock slid onto mine it felt like a warm wet cavity, much like a girl’s vagina. His stubby 6inches over took my 7.5 inches and was now pressed against the base of my cock; meshing into my ball sacs. His huge cock was vibrating as it encapsulated mine and the sensation was causing me to want to ejaculate.
As he pressed into me, this goo began to ooze out of his cock and around the base of my cock then the excess began drip down and coat my ball sacs. The intensity of the vibrations on my cock gave me the desire to start to hump him as the need to begin to fuck him filled my mind. It was as if my body had to ejaculate into his body, so I began to thrust into his huge cock deeper to get off and get some relief.
Before long I was humping his urethra and moaning with my eyes closed to focus better. As I worked at it, I was begging my body to release my load into him, almost demanding it of my tight muscular body. Soon my ball sacs began to swell and begin to hang from the weight. Little did I realize was the fact that his ball sacs were shrinking at the same rate mine were growing? I was too involved in fucking him this way to notice, besides the size of my balls slapping against my tight body felt wonderful and all of a sudden I needed to satisfy him in ways I would have never desired under normal conditions.
With in minutes of feeling my buildup take over, his cock began to tighten over mine and the fucking became almost impossible. Although I hadn’t cum a drop, his body was depleting mine of my young hormones and DNA and I was becoming light headed as the process went on. It was like his cock was becoming the new skin around mine and the sensations were so erotic I didn’t want whatever was happening to stop. I was almost there, almost ready to blow my load I thought, when instead of releasing a load into his cock, his cock continued to tighten and I felt his load entering me. My new hanging balls filled to capacity with his redneck trucker cum making the event seem to satisfy my need to ejaculate. Then his cock seemed to tear off of his body. As his cock became detached, I could see what looked like my cock connected to his body. It became apparent that he was now in possession of my cock and balls and I now had his. I now had a new desired to get myself off, so once I could grab hold of this new cock I had, I began to jack off wildly, but this time it would be his trucker load that would be shooting out of my body. With my eyes closed I jacked like I had never jacked before and I knew the load I was denied would finally explode out of me soon. As I jacked, he also was jacking the new cock he had just stolen from me and wildly jacked it as well.
Within moments we were both about to climax and as my climax approached I began to breathe heavily and flex my body. My skin got hot and as the cum load that filled my heavy hanging balls rushed to my stubby cock, my body began to transform and I was taking on the physique of Ralphy the trucker. Even as I realized what was happening I could not and would not stop the jacking and as the sperm blew out of me, I could hardly stand up from the radical changes I was going through; so I slid down the wall landing on my newly formed trucker ass and was totally exhausted.
Standing across from me was the physique of the young pretty boy I used to be, shooting streams of hot cum into the air and smiling from ear to ear.
Before I knew it the pretty boy was gone, dried off and got dressed in my tuxedo and headed to my friends wedding. I heard the manager of the truck stop shout at me and throw me a towel and right about then I got up, shook off my dizziness and got dried off. He called me Ralphy and said to clean up my act and get the fuck out of the shower. I was bit embarrassed finding myself in the condition I was in since I was always in control of my life and myself. Yes I was now the trucker and that hairy redneck guy who stole my body was now the young athletic kid I used to be and now off to my friends wedding and the rest of my life. It didn’t take long for my former life to leave me and the redneck life that went with my body took over and I was now a road warrior with big hanging balls filled with a few days worth of dumb redneck cum. I began to understand who and what I was and the realization was not pretty. I was not the smartest guy in town and had a past of poor choices, random sex and little satisfaction. I was a predator of sorts, looking for stray male’s that would come into rest stops or boys who were hitchhiking. I wasn’t proud of myself, but I needed to suck the seed of young good-looking guys to sexually satisfy my pathetic existence. I got up, got dressed, fed myself and got back on the road again trying to remember the events of that day.
As my former body arrived at the wedding just in time, the huge stain was hardly noticeable and he took his place in the wedding precession. The wedding went off with out a hitch as my friend and his new wife seemed happy with my presence. The former redneck trucker’s mind was a sea of thoughts and ideas as the body he was in began to piece its life together and it was becoming more and more the person it was supposed to be on the outside and inside. Initially all that filled his head was his anticipation of getting pussy in his new body and anything else like sucking hot boy cock was also fair game. The bride was hot as hell and it kept the body he was in stiff and no doubt he was adding pre-cum the piss stains in my underwear. All he knew was that he was hot looking and would be able to get as much sex as he wanted from now on.
As his head filled with new information, he developed a headache and a trip to the men’s room seemed in order. Approaching the restroom door, a flash of reality hit and he was now the very stud he appeared to be, but suddenly it wasn’t pussy anymore that he desired. Memory of the earlier events seemed cloudy and he was a bit embarrassed with the hard on that occupied his crotch since my former gender preference was obviously Men and as a gay man I would usually control such events.
Inside the restroom I tried to freshen up a bit and get ready for the fun at the reception that was about to begin. Looking in the mirror I was pretty content with my good looks and knew a few heads would turn from many guys that evening and I was fully prepared for whatever came my way. As I proceeded to leave the room and rejoin my friends, the groom’s father came in and rushed to the urinal to take a piss. I knew him well and I shouted hello, but he begged me to stay for a moment, which I did. The man was in his late 50’s and always seemed to be friendly with me, but somehow he knew of my gender preferences and demanded a blowjob right then and there. Then it hit me and I knew what I needed to do.
He must have been drinking all day in preparation for the wedding of his only son and would not take no for an answer. Before I knew it he locked to door from the inside and his zipper went down and his package popped out and right away I knew I would have to service him as his uncut cock and balls were too tempting for me to refuse.
I sucked him off as if I had done this before then realized quite fast as my mouth filled with his load that I had and it hit me that I had performed this same oral delight on him in the past.
With a slap on the ass after he zipped up, we both went back to the reception and we were both smiling.
With a nice load of cum in my stomach and the company of good friends, it felt like this had been my life all along and any sense of who I used to be was totally gone now.
END