Holiday Suit

I never arrange for accommodation when I go on holiday. I always take either a local guy or someone at the airport.

Take Murphy here; I did!

I arrived at the beach on the first day and knew I needed somewhere or someone to help me out with a bed to sleep in.

I spotted Murphy in a group, mainly guys but he had his arm around a nice girl. I planted a thought in his memory and he left the group and walked over to the dunes. I found him standing there a blank look on his face.

We were about the same height and he had the build I loved, strong ‘V’ shaped torso, heavy pecs and a narrow waist.

I came up close and kissed him on the lips; I forced my tongue into his and locked my mouth over his and sucked hard. Suddenly his eyes were awake but there was nothing he could do.

I sucked harder as I started to feel Murphy’s essence being drawn into my own body. The more I sucked the more I emptied Murphy’s body. I stole his memories, this persona, his wishes everything that made him what he was I consumed.

I released my hold on Murphy and an empty husk fell to the ground. It’s true, I was now everything Murphy used to be.

I picked up the lifeless skin that used to be Murphy and pulled open the mouth and started to pull it on! Minutes later I was pulling Murphy’s face over my own.

I looked down and felt my pecs; then my dick, I already knew Murphy was bi and he was here with his girlfriend.

I pulled on the board shorts and sunglasses and started to walk back to the group; this was going to be a fun couple of weeks.