Stolen (body swap)
by zulator
I must have been really drunk when I took the dare my friends had suggested, and took this older man home with me after the bar closed. I was pretty wasted and so was the old man I thought and it wasn’t like we were going to have sex or anything, so I took the guy with me to my apartment.
He must have been in his mid 50’s, a salesman of some kind who wore cheap suits and dumb ties and reeked of body odor that seemed to be covered up by the smell of beer.
So we arrived at my apartment and we both made our way inside. I immediately took a long over due piss, shooting my hot piss all over the place and drenching my loose fitting jeans and dampening my 2xist boxer briefs. I left the toilet filled with the aromatic piss and started to undress as I headed for bed. The old man then added to the yellow pool in the toilet and gave out a well deserved fart as he then followed me into the bed room stripping as I had done and leaving his clothes in small piles to match mine. I supposed his wish was to sleep with a young jock and his wish was about to come true. But once I got into bed, I had forgotten he had accompanied me home.
As he slid into bed next to me wearing his two day old boxers, he nestled his male package next to my tight ass cheeks and pressed his soft hairy stomach into the small of my back, then laid his head near the back of mine. Then he stretched his right arm over my mid section and cupped my cock and balls as if they were his prize.
I was snoring away unaware of his advances. He could have fucked me and I wouldn’t have felt a thing, but what he wanted was to cuddle next to me and feel my cock and balls that had him fantasizing all night.
As he lay there quite content and comfortable, his cock began to come alive and poke out of his boxers and find its way into the crack of my tight ass cheeks, which made me move a bit as if his cock was supposed to be there. He was moaning as his right hand was in my boxer briefs and his cock was trying to spread my cheeks open.
Drunk of not, the stimulation to my cock was making me rock hard and I was not a virgin to anal sex and his cock seemed to get very close to my love hole and I was making it easy for him to enter.
With all this stimulation, my mind was conjuring up a nice dream scenario of getting fucked and it was a pleasant thought especially thinking of one of the young guys I would often take home with me. But alas it wasn’t one of the young guys I usually hang with, it was a man named Robert Dwelly, a 58yo salesman from Cincinnati who I had taken home with me on a dare. He was now planning to have his way with my 25yo athletic body that I had worked years to tone and perfect. Mr. Dwelly was going to impregnate me with his middle-aged cock and send a load of his cum into my ass. A self made man of sorts, Mr. Dwelly prided himself on getting what he wanted and what he wanted was to have my body and needed only to force his load into me and then swallow my load to make it happen.
Before I knew it, the old man had managed to pull my boxer briefs down and get his cock into my hole and was pumping his uncut cock into my ass and it just made my dreamy state more active and I let him have his way with my ass.
Before long he was grunting and moaning as the sweat poured off his body and onto mine and his hairy stomach pounded my back as he went deep inside me.
My cock was totally rock hard now and once he dumped his load in me he would suck me off and complete the process that would cause my body to change into his and his into mine. Oh how calculating he was as he pretended to be drunk with my friends and me and how he set me up.
With in a few minutes Mr. Dwelly was filling my ass full of his middle-aged cream that would be the last warm load to pass through my young athletic ass cheeks. Whatever deal he had made with the spirit world was now going come true. As he pulled out of me, my anal muscles naturally tried to hold on to his cock, but only trapped his magic juice in me to be absorbed. He then turned me on my back and slid my 2xist boxer briefs down around my ball sacs and my stiff cock sprung out like a steel pipe. Me took my cock deep and sucked me from the root of my penis to the tip taking me deep into his awaiting throat. My dream was going nuts as he brought me to my climax and my cock delivered my young cargo into his mouth. Like a kid slurping his morning milk, he drained and swallowed my creamy young seed, gulping down the last of what would be mine.
As soon as the task was complete, the transformation began for him and I and I began tossing now and turning as my body went through this miraculous and most radical transformation. Aging 34 years in a matter of minutes was a most disgusting site to see and equally it was tearing up the very fabric of my young physique. As my body changed and altered so too was my dream state and it was like a nightmare had crept into my head as I now was feeling every change happening. The loss of muscle mass was sad to witness and the hair growing out of my chest stomach and back was like I was turning into some kind of wild animal. The years of tone and manly shaping were going and replaced with a rather soft and pear shaped physique. My head was showing age and my thick curly hair was thinning out and my eyes were sagging and my cheeks were drooping to the signs of age.
Meanwhile Mr. Dwelly was taking on my young athletic physique now, just as it was promised to him. The signs of age were leaving as clock turned back for him and he was taking on the body of a gym rat. The smooth hairless skin and tight muscle pack was becoming evident with each passing minute. The middle-aged man was taking on a physique he would find out was really something he could have never attained in his own youth and might find hard to maintain now. He wasn’t getting my young devoted mind, but rather keeping his over indulgent one that had no time for strict workout routines and diet.
What Mr. Dwelly was getting was a real gift, the body of a hot looking young athletic guy who had it all going for him or so it would seem.
As he completed his transformation and scurried to find clothes to put on, he had only one thought in mind and that was to use my body for his sexual pleasure and then reward himself with his other passion and that was eating. Sex and the ability to lavish himself in food was his goal and he had no plans to maintain the body he now had- rather use it till it no longer got what he wanted and then trade up like he just did with me.
Oh yes, I was the one he had chose to receive his miss-used and tattered old body and I would be the poor soul to wake up and find I had been really fucked. Not only do I loose everything I had worked for, but also I would be forced to live his meager life and hope that I could make something of it.
That thought was a bit pretentious as the reality of waking up in his body sent me into a rage that no man has ever seen. The scream I let out could be heard for blocks and the wailing and disbelief was more than I could handle. Throw any 25yo gym rat with a handsome face and rich social life into the body of a man like Mr. Dwelly and you can be guaranteed a similar reaction.
The terror of having to now go on was totally intolerable for my mind to handle and the hate and revenge I was feeling was incredible. How to change things back seemed impossible and the hopes of every finding my former body seemed equally dismal. How would I explain what happened to me and who would believe me were my first thoughts after the screaming and wailing stopped.
I stood naked at my third floor window and contemplated suicide, a thought that had never entered my mind before. Gone were my youth good looks, my well-developed body and my future. Gone were my friends, my sex life and my career.
Seconds later – gone was the body that looked like a man named Mr. Dwelly, as I dove into the row of cars in the parking lot.
END