"Fuck, it's getting hot out here!" said Gio, stripping off his thin wifebeater, which had previously been plastered to his body like a second skin, "I better get this thing off, whaddya say, sport?""Stop it!" screamed Antonio, the apparent scrawny 8-year-old boy, "Just stop it! Put your goddamn clothes back on, or else --"
"Or else what?" said Gio, confidently feeling up his big, hairy pecs, wiping away the sweat, "Huh? And oh -- How many times do I have to tell you? You'd better start watching your language now, kid."
"I am not a kid!" Antonio protested, "Now I'm getting tired of this, Gio! I agreed to swap bodies with you for one day! One day! It's been a week now, and all you've done is just rub it in my face that you're the 'adult' now, and I'm 'just a kid!' Now you listen to me, young man, this ends now! We are going back home, and you are going to use that medallion your grandfather gave you to swap us back! Do you hear me?"
"Uh..." said Gio, suddenly distracted by a hot younger guy who was jogging by (god, he was enjoying his new adult sex drive!), "Yeah, sure, kid. I'll swap us back. Just as soon as I introduce myself to Mr. Jogger over here..."
Gio grabbed his big adult cock through his shorts, adjusting himself and licking his lips as he made his way over to the hot guy, who was now taking a rest on a nearby bench.
"Gio, come back!" Antonio pleaded, "Please!"
"Why don't you run along home, son?" said Gio, not even turning back as he kept focused on the guy on the bench, "And, uh, tell your 'mother' that I probably won't be making it back for a bit. Daddy's got some things he needs to take care of first..."
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