The Paradox (body swap)

The wait was over! I arrived home from basketball practice drenched in sweat and smelling like a gym locker room and there the package was sitting on my front porch. I was nervous seeing the package adorned with all the foreign postage and markings. I picked it up and quickly went in the house and then rushed to my bedroom and locked the door.
I carefully unwrapped the envelope and pulled out the sealed plastic bag and the short note, which said, “Hope you have success and more than that I hope it’s what your really wanted.”

I looked at the plastic bag and noticed the fine Gordon plaid boxers he purchased just for me. Sid promised he would wear the boxers to work, saturating them with his scent, which was comprised with his sweat and anal aromas. Then Sid took them and unloaded a good bounty of his cream in the area where his cock usually laid, then sealed them in plastic and sent them to me.

The purpose of sending me the boxers was obvious; I requested them because I wanted his essence in his most personal piece of clothing to use as a catalyst to transform me into him. It was my fantasy, so being the friend he was, he was more than welcome to send me what I wanted.

I unzipped the plastic bag and stuck my nose in it and took a deep draw to get Sid’s stored aromas and almost passed out with ecstasy. My crotch firmed up fast and wearing the silky shorts from basketball let my cock tent out like a pipe. I wanted to become Sid so badly; the man possessed the good manors of a well-groomed man with the mature masculinity that made him attractive to me. Sid was an older man, one who had lived a full life and was a vault of knowledge and experience. Chatting with Sid as I had been for so long, the subject of wanting to swap bodies with him was always on the forefront of our conversations. I believe we both wanted to become each other for different reasons, but the central point of the swap was to know each other more completely and that was always something we could agree upon.

I would be the first to try my theory, and both Sid and I were eager to find out if it could be done.

I had purposely not showered at the gym, so that I would have my body still in a heated condition so that when I slid on his boxers, there would be open pores ready to absorb his essence into me.

As I waited for the appropriate time to try my theory, I took the boxers out and unfolded them and continued to sniff and savor the smells that were emanating from the cotton material. I compared the body smell of the boxers with my very potent armpit smells and there was a difference. I was hoping that if my body swap were to be successful, Sid would want to try on a pair of my underwear and get blasted with my smells as well.

As I wondered if what I was doing was going to work, I stripped down and lay back on the bed with a huge boner and had Sid’s boxers covering my face. I wasn’t trying to stall, I just wanted to take my time and get as much out of this as I could.

The boxers were laying on my face in such a way that the front pouch slit was covering my mouth, and my tongue was sticking up between the slits hunting for Sid’s crusty deposits. My tongue was rewarded with a few salty spots and my saliva quickly reconstituted the cream that Sid had so graciously deposited for me.

Soon the time had come and I knew I had to slide on the boxers and start the process I was hoping for. Transforming into Sid and feeling my body make that transition from my age to his and my body type to his older one was all part of the journey to know Sid in a very personal way.

I stood up quickly, taking my last sniff of his boxers, and stood in front of my dressing mirror and lifted my right foot into the boxers and then my left foot. I reached over with my cock still stiff and pulled up the aromatic boxers and brought them up over my tight bubble butt and then my stiff cock and hard balls and then snapped them around my 30in waist.

At first nothing seemed to happen and my hard cock was sliding towards the slit to pop out of the loose fitting boxers, but then there was a sudden tightening of the boxers around my waist, ass, balls and cock, almost like they were being vacuumed sealed around me. Instantly my cock became tightly pressed against my groin.

The feeling was incredible as the cotton material molded itself against my sweat soaked skin, and it was like the material was breathing in and out. With out much effort, my cock began leaking cum and filling the areas where Sid had dumped his load and soon a large area began to glisten as the sticky potent seed juice saturated the Scottish Gordon print material.

I soon discovered that the material was actually sucking my ball sacs dry. The leakage amount looked like what I would shoot in a very exciting ejaculation. As I was being drained I was getting a chill across my entire body and my nipples got real tight and my muscles contracted and goose bumps appeared all over me.

Then I began to feel the boxers loosen a bit and my cock and balls fell like a bag of lead to the bottom of the pouch and formed a large soft pile of my manhood. I could tell something was happening there and a quick peek into the boxers revealed a re-sized cock and balls and a forest of salt and pepper pubes. As I peered at my new equipment closer, I could see new pubes still sprouting out, some silver and some dark and the sight began to awaken my newly transformed manhood and I began to get stiff again, but this time it was the stiffness that Sid would experience. Sid’s balls were much more pronounced than mine ever were and his cock was thicker and uncut. I was in awe as the beast grew thick and my Mark blood was filling it up to its total engorged state. It took much more blood to bring his package to life and once hard, it was impossible to manage it.

So there I was with my friends cock now part of my body and a huge hard on and an incredible build up starting to happen. Is this what Sid was talking about when we explained our personal experiences? All I know is that his equipment worked well and I was beginning to sweat.

As I lay back to savor the moment, my legs started to become numbed and then began to tingle as they were beginning to reshape into Sid’s. He was shorter than I was so I knew my legs were going to shorten a bit. It was incredible to watch the tanned legs I had known so long change color and loose much of their muscle mass.

Then my upper body began to numb and tingle and I knew that I would be looking at my muscular chest and ribbed stomach for the last time. As I sat up, I was witnessing the transformation of a young guy into and older one and I was getting incredibly sexually excited at the prospect of finally becoming the man I had known for so long. I couldn’t explain the surge that was going through me, but it intensified and my hard on was now throbbing beyond belief.

I watched my young physique change and age and take on Sid’s physique and there was no regret as I watched my young muscle fade to soft skin with hair growing on it. It was happening in waves and the sensations inside my body were strange and new to me.

Not only were my hormones changing, but also my internal organs were changing into Sid’s and they were aging at the same rate my outer skin. Once my torso changed, my head began to throb and I began shake it back and forth. With each shake something changed. First, my thick head of dark hair turned white, then my facial features followed, then skin tone and color. I took on Sid’s face wrinkle for wrinkle as if it were being painted on me. Soon it was all over and I was Sid completely.
I was a bit nauseous at first with a new metabolism and a different balance of hormones being produced in me. I knew my cock worked fine because it was rock hard waiting for me to christen it and blow my first load as my friend from Scotland. I lay back now looking at my ceiling through different eyes jacking off a nice thick cock and feeling what it is like to build up to a magnificent climax just like Sid had done so many times.

As I jacked his thick meat and began to experience Sid’s build up, my focus for stimulation quickly changed from Sid’s aged body to that of the body I had just transformed out of. I was now jacking off thinking of who I used to be and although it seemed kinky and odd, I had to begin to understand that I was no longer the young man anymore; I was now the older man lusting for youth, muscle and the dream of eternal virility.

Even with my mind set changing rapidly, the build up didn’t falter or change in any way and I became obsessed with the need to be a young stud exactly like the one I used to be and I wondered whether this lust and desire would out shadow the desire I thought I had achieved wanting to becoming Sid. What a paradox I was now placed in as my one desire and reason to ejaculate from this moment on, was to be the young American that was adorned with a muscular physique and what I had imagined to be an inexhaustible sexual life.

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