Say Cheese!

“Say cheese!” said Steven, placing his arm around Brad’s shoulder and snapping a picture.

Brad tried to scream, tears welling up in his eyes as he struggled against the ropes that were tied tightly around his wrists and ankles.

“Aw, come on Bradley,” said Steven, “Why must you struggle every time we do this?”

He roughly ripped the duct tape off of Brad’s mouth, but left him tied up.

“You sick fuck!” screamed Brad, “You motherfucker!”

“Now, now, Bradley,” said Steven, calmly, “Just a few more seconds and the drug should start kicking in… You know, I’m very excited about using your body again this weekend. All that planning you’ve been doing with Andrew for your 1 year anniversary. You two are such a cute couple, you know. And when I’m in your body, I can really tell – just by the way that he looks at me – that he loves you. He really does. And what’s not to love? That handsome face, that beautiful, young body. I might just take it from you permanently one of these days.”

“Like hell you will!” Brad said, out of breath and starting to lose control to the drug, “Andrew will realize that it’s not really me!”

“Hmm,” said Steven, “He hasn’t yet. And we’ve been very intimate with each other.”

“Don’t you touch Andrew!” Brad roared, but his speech was beginning to slur, “Don’t you… fucking… touch him…”

“So cute when you’re all worked up,” smiled Steven, “Now then, I’m going to start getting ready to get inside of you.”

As Brad watched helplessly, Steven stripped off both of their clothes. He began to loosen the ropes, but Brad didn’t even put up a fight. He could only lay there as Steven laid him out on the bed, stretching his limbs out. Then Steven laid on top of him. This was the part that Brad hated the most – feeling Steven slide into his skin, violating him from the inside out.

Steven squirmed a bit, positioning himself just right inside of Brad’s body, feeling Brad’s young, warm flesh wrap around him. When he was all the way inside, he closed his eyes for a moment, letting his mind connect with Brad’s so that he would have all of his memories and personality traits. It was this step that helped him pass off so seamlessly as whoever he appeared to be.

Then, with a smile, he sat himself up in the bed. He rubbed his ankles and wrists, where the ropes had been, and wiped the sweat and tears from Brad’s handsome face.

“Oh yeah,” said Steven, using Brad’s youthful voice, “It’s so nice to be back inside of ya, buddy. You’ve always been one of my favorites, and I’m gonna have one hell of a good time as you this weekend!”