Tit for Tat (body swap oral anal)
by zulator
It was the beginning of the summer season at Cameron Lake. My Dad had decided that this season he would hire some help, so he could take more time in the snack shop. Dad had run an ad in the city paper, and had hired a young college kid who was looking for temporary summer work. Dad was nearing his 70th birthday, and was a woodsy kind of man, long gray beard and mustache and his favorite cap that hid the baldness on his head. Dad always wore the same overhauls and green tee shirt, and those thick boots he had preserved from his army days. Getting dressed was always just and inconvenience for him and wearing the same thing everyday made it so much easier. I was 39 years old, and always worked with Dad for as long as I could remember. Kids used to make fun of me when I was younger because I was slower than the other kids and I used to stutter. Eventually, my parents took me out of school and I just worked with my Dad. My name is Darby, and I think I am still a little slow, because I have trouble counting sometimes, and I don't have the same interests as the other guys my age. I have always been my Dad's right hand man, and helped with pumping gas and fixing cars when Dad would show me exactly what to do. My Dad's name was Ellis, and he, like his Dad before him, always ran the gas station and general store at Cameron Lake. The store just went from one generation to another, and it was also our home, as we lived above the store year round, even in the harsh winters.
With more city folk around, business had picked up and we were leaving the store and gas station open later and later in the season. With the arrival of Mark as our new helper, Dad was prepared for whatever the tourists would ask of us.
Mark seemed to be a real nice person at first, he was 25 years old and he must have worked out a lot because his chest was full of big muscles and the girls were always staring at him. I was not muscular at all, in fact you would call me chubby, in fact I was still a virgin. I would always get urges when I was younger, and my Dad always said that it would pass. I never knew any different and it wasn't very important anyway, since it was just me and my Dad now.
When Mark arrived, things really changed around the store because he was such a muscular guy. Mark's body was very much like the ones I saw once in a magazine that was advertising expensive men's clothing or underwear. My Dad caught me once looking at a magazine like that when we went into the big city and told me that was evil stuff and that men didn't really look like that anyway. So when Mark started working for us, I was so amazed at his body and wondered if Mark was really evil or was a freak or something. As it turned out, I found that Mark wasn't so much of a freak, I mean he was nice to me and other people seemed to like him a lot.
Mark was so much of a stud and he loved it when he would get the looks when he was working shirtless, and he was shirtless most of the time, and it made me feel like the freak because I would be ashamed to take my shirt off because I was so chubby, and my chest looked more like a young girl's than the hard chest that Mark had. My Dad seemed to enjoy having Mark around, because business was doing well and people would come in more when Mark was working. It didn't take long for Mark to reorganize the whole shop, rearranging things so that I would have trouble finding things, and I really felt out of place in my own place. As nice as Mark was to me, I would always feel like I was being laughed at all the time and my stuttering began to get worse.
Sometimes when I got the nerve, I would go down into the service area early in the morning and put some things back the way they were, just to let Mark know that I was still an important part of my Dad's business. I would hide and see his reaction as he came in and noticed the changes. When he got there he would see things changed and start swearing and quickly put things back the way he had it and that would make me so mad.
Because Mark was staying in a spare room in our house, he would do things to me to get me back, one time he took all my shirts and hid them, because he knew I wouldn't leave the house without one. I think he had my Dad pretty much under his spell, because he would always believe Mark before me, and I would over hear my Dad tell Mark he wished that Mark was his son, and that really hurt me bad.
One afternoon when we were real busy, I snuck back into the house and got into Mark's things. I wanted to hurt him once and for all, but I wasn't very smart, and anything I did, just seemed to annoy him more than anything and he would always get back at me in a very vicious way. Once he soaked my underwear in some solvent, and when I wore them my penis and ball sacs got all red and I had to go to the doctors. Mark had convinced my dad that I had spilled some cleaning fluid on myself and my Dad believed him and I would cry at night and wish that Mark would just disappear or get ugly or something--anything so my it would be just me and my Dad again.
Working at the station was getting harder and harder for me, and I was always walking around angry and I didn't know what to do to make it better. Mark was always right, Mark looked hot and brought in the business, and it seemed my life meant nothing to my Dad anymore.
One morning it was really busy and my Dad had to go into town. Mark was really harassing me in front of customers, telling a bunch of cute girls how retarded I was and showing off his muscles. He would always call out to me, "Hey Darby, take your shirt off won't you?" and the girls would laugh and I would feel like some fool. It seemed on the days my Dad was gone, Mark would bring girls and guys up to his room at lunch, while I was made to watch the gas pumps and the store all by myself. I could never figure out what the heck he would be doing up there, and he never was up there that long, but when he would come back he would act very relaxed and happy.
On one of these occasions, I snuck up stairs all nervous, I had find out what he was doing. I got on my knees looking through the key hole when he had a guy in his room, and I witnessed something I had never seen before, but there in his room one of his friends was sucking on Mark's penis in such a way that it was giving Mark much pleasure, and when it seemed that Mark couldn't handle it anymore, Mark's penis would shoot out this thick white stuff and Mark would be moaning like he was really enjoying it.
I was really confused now, I remember once when I was younger and woke up with some similar looking stuff in my underwear, my Dad told me that, that was a bad thing and I should never ever let that stuff come out of me. Now here I had watched as Mark was enjoying having this white stuff come out of him and I didn't know what to think. Mark must have been evil I thought, why would my Dad lie to me? I wanted to believe my Dad so much, he was all I had and I wanted to believe him.
I think what really crushed me was one night I was awoken by some loud moans that were coming from my Dad's bedroom and when I got up to investigate, my whole world began to come crashing down. As I kneeled to see through my Dad's key hole, I saw my Dad and Mark in bed and they were both sucking each other, and I got real mad and was convinced that Mark really was evil, because he had some how brainwashed my Dad into believing that this white stuff that came out of a guy's penis was a good thing--good enough to eat and swallow. That night I watched as they did this thing and both moaning and smiling and hugging, then seeing the white stuff come out of my Dad as it did and Mark swallowing it all up. I really thought my Dad was going to hell and I had to do something about it to save him.
Things went on as normal and with all that had happened. My Dad still seemed to like Mark more an more and I wondered if they wouldn't just be better off without me around. I wanted to do what was right and I was so happy I had not knowingly ever made my white stuff come out of me.
One day when it was real busy and Mark and my Dad were serving customers outside, and I was inside behind the counter, a tall man came into the store and just walked around for a while before he came up to me. I had hardly noticed him, as I was watching Mark outside, seeing him flex his muscles for the girls and tease the guys and to my Dad it was all ok and fun.
Soon the strange man came up to me and rang the bell on the counter to get my attention. I turned and said, "Can I help you sir?"
The older man who looked much older than my dad, wearing a dark coat and black hat, began smiling and said to me, "I feel your Pain boy", and I almost thought he could read my mind.
I began to stutter and said, "Whaaa-What did you s-say?"
He took my right had and held it tight and said again, this time staring me right in the eyes. "Son, I feel your pain!"
I could almost feel him inside me and I got scared for a second. "Whaaa... What do you-u-u want-t-t, sir?" I said, knowing exactly what he wanted and why he was there.
"I have come to save you boy," he said. "It's time for Peter to pay Paul and to bring you out of your cocoon son".
My jaw dropped as he said this and I believed that he could solve all of my problems and my scared look turned into an emerging smile.
"Yes my son, I am going to make all things right and punish the evil ones. Would you like that my boy?"
I couldn't quite get the words out of me, as I stuttered, "Yes-s-s... Yes-s-s s-sir," I forced out of me.
The man pulled out of his jacket a colorful spinning wheel and began to spin it in front of me and my eyes became affixed to it. The colors were wondrous and the whole store seemed to light up as the wheel was spinning. The man himself began to glow and as he pointed outside to where my Dad and Mark were laughing and kidding near one of the pumps. I turned and looked at Mark and my Dad, then and the man began to recite some complicated words that I could not understand. Soon Mark was holding onto one of the light poles half bent over in pain as the man continued. I felt this tingling inside my body and I knew at that moment what he was doing. I could feel my chubby body begin to tighten up and I began to feel my soft chest and pointed tits and they seems to be melting away and getting smaller and harder. My whole body was going through a transformation as he was taking all that was Mark and switching it with all that was me. My penis was getting rock hard as the muscle groups in me were forming and taking on Mark's awesome physique and it was a feeling I had never ever felt before. Soon I was tearing off my shirt and seeing the results of his magic as my soft skin was now tan and my body was hard defined and awesome. I turned to the mirror behind the counter and to my delight I saw the reflection of Mark staring back at me and I couldn't believe that I was now the person I had been envying. I turned to look back outside and I saw the once hard muscular Mark now the host of my former chubby body and he was wailing and shouting uncontrollably. All I could hear is "What the fuck?!" and "No, God NO!"
The old man waved his hand again and Mark began to stutter and his mind was changing also and he became confused and almost stupid compared to what his personality used to be and my own mind became clear and I was able to think more clearly and had a new understanding of things for once in my life. I was fully aware of who I was now, I was Mark the hired help here, and I was a college student working for the summer at Cameron Lake. Soon the commotion outside had settled and I could see Darby and his Dad hugging and joking as they came in the door of the store. I could only see Darby and his Dad now in from of the counter and Ellis was commenting on how I had been setting up his son for a date. I smiled a big grin and Darby blushed. " Now go clean up for dinner," Ellis told Darby and his son happily took off and went up stairs to clean up. Ellis took out his pipe and lit it up and smiled warmly at me, "You know Mark, you have been like a brother to Darby. His mom and I never thought he would take an interest in girls, but you have awakened him to the opposite sex."
"Well thanks, Ellis," I said not quite knowing what it was I did. "Without Darby here I would have been lost getting started," I continued on.
"Well I have to say I was scared at first brining one of you college kids up here. Darby's not real fast mentally and not very well you know... knowledgeable about things guys think about. I was afraid you might be one of those arrogant self-centered jocks and further isolate my boy. I'm glad it turned out for the best, I couldn't have asked for a more loyal kid than Darby."
I was confused for a minute. I had this flash where I thought Ellis was talking about me not to me, but I maintained a smile through it all.
"You should get the next shower Mark. Darby should be done about now then I'll follow. I was going to take you boys out tonight."
"Oh cool Ellis," I said and headed up stairs too. When I got to the end of the hall, Darby was just getting out of the shower, wrapped in a towel smiling.
"Hey Mark, it's all hot and steamy for you guy," Darby said.
I smiled and for some reason followed Darby into his room, which was now arranged with two single beds and I could see my clothes set out on one of the dressers in the room. I grabbed a towel and instinctively started to undress right there as Darby was putting on his briefs. I was down to my boxer briefs now and Darby was staring at my crotch. I was staring at my crotch too, as it seemed so new to me all of a sudden. I just smiled and headed into the shower and started the water again. Lathering up felt great and every inch of my body seemed like seemed new to me and I felt so good to be in my body. I cleaned up good and rinsed off and was wrapping the towel around me to leave, when I felt a hand caressing my firm tight ass, and I turned and it was Darby.
"Hey bro" was all I could manage to say.
"Mark I thought you were going to take a shower with me," Darby said. "I waited and waited for you, but I guess Dad kept you longer downstairs, so I just finished by myself." As Darby worked my ass, my cock was getting rock hard and I felt this instantaneous desire to have him right then. I turned and got on my knees and had Darby's cock out of his briefs in a flash and as I took his hard cock in my mouth, Darby's hands were all over my still wet head and he was pulling me into him. Darby was moaning as I sucked his cock and soon the boy was fucking my face. My cock was dripping now as Darby's 8-inch cock was way down my throat and in between the moans he was saying, "See I told you if you could take care of me, you would do well here." What he was saying wasn't really sinking in, all I wanted was to suck this kid and milk him for all he was worth. Soon Darby was coming like a river, and all I could think of was holy shit these mountain boys are real cum machines, and I swallowed his entire load and then some. When Darby was fully spent, I got up and grabbed his chubby body and we kissed and we were hugging tight. I could feel his soft pointed breasts agnst my hard pecs and his soft gut agnst my tight ribbed abs. I could feel his hand grab my cock and he was jerking me pretty good now.
"Oh Mark you stud," Darby whispered in my ear. "I bet you need to get off big time don't you stud?"
I was moaning loudly as he grabbed both our cocks and was jerking me against his now hardening cock. "Oh yes," I said almost out of breathe. Darby was jerking me faster and faster and although I needed to cum and wanted to so bad, I felt like I was being controlled somehow, cause I wanted to stick my rock hard cock into Darby's soft ass, and explode inside him, but that was not to be. Darby jerked me off till I shot a good load up his chubby stomach and hairy chest.
"Now clean me stud," he said, and he pushed my head into the thick jiz I had just shot and I was licking and swallowing my own load as I cleaned him off. "Good job stud," he said, and we both left the bathroom and went into the bedroom to dress. On my bed, Darby had laid out the clothes he wanted me to wear and I got dressed in them as he got into his.
While Ellis was showering, Darby had walked over and was on top of me kissing me deep, then tongue fucking my face. I didn't know what to make of it, but I liked it. My cock was hard again. Soon Ellis was knocking at the door, "Hey guys lets get going," and Darby got off me smiling.
We all got into Ellis' pickup and headed down the highway to Sam's Family Coral. As we waited for a table, one of the waiters was trading grins with Darby, and once we were lead to our table I could over hear the waiter whispering to Darby, "Hey boy, your bitch looks hot", and this funny chill went through my body.
What the fuck was this, I thought, I'm Darby's bitch? Back at school I was Mr. Jock and the desire of every stud on campus. Now I take this summer job and I'm a bitch to a partially retarded overweight man, I shook my head to see if I was dreaming or what.
Ellis saw I was acting strangely. "Mark you ok?" he said. I sat down and just shook my head yes, and we proceeded to order our meal.
After we got back to the store, Ellis locked up and said his good nights and we all went up stairs. Ellis's room was first and he went in and Darby pulled me along into our room and he quickly locked the door and proceeded to undress me. Before I knew it I was lying out on my bed and Darby was on me and my legs were over his chubby shoulders and he had penetrated my tight ass. The initial pain was soon over taken by the pleasure of his thick 8 inch deep inside me. Darby was pumping me like a wild rabbit and soon his huge load was being sprayed inside me and I was moaning.
What the fuck I thought, back at school I would have never let anyone's cock inside me, yet Darby had seemed to have made me his bitch for real and I was here for his pleasure only. When he was done he had me suck him off and clean his cock, then he mounted me and told me to eat his ass out, which again was something I would never do to a person of Darby's mass and out of shape body. When I had pleased him enough, he got off me and slipped on his briefs and got into bed. Once Darby had started to snore, I got up out of bed and unlocked the door and went into the bathroom. My mouth tasted like Darby's ass and I wanted to vomit. I turned on the water and kept rinsing my mouth out, then took my toothbrush and loaded it with tooth paste and started to brush like crazy. All I wanted was to get that hideous taste out of my mouth, but no matter what I did, there was a lingering taste deep in my throat.
I went back to the room and curled up in the fetal position and drifted off to sleep.
END