Fantasy Come True - Part 1 (Alternate)

I raised a hand to my eyes and begun to rub them; swapping always left me feeling a little groggy. I yawned and looked over, Ian was still unconscious. I looked into the car’s mirror

Ian wasn’t a bad-looking kid; he just suffered from terrible shy-ness, and slight self-esteem issues. I looked at my right profile, then my left. I just wished the kid could be more confident in himself. I wondered if he could see himself from another perspective that maybe he could gain a bit of self-esteem.

I heard my old body groan “Ah, you finally woke up.” “What?” I smiled to myself at his shock to his new voice; evident in the fact that his hands went directly to his throat, and the surprise clear across his face.

I smiled, I knew this experience would be good for him, “Well sport, you enjoying being William Roux so far?” “W-what?” he said, I could tell that he still wasn’t used to his voice. I explained the story of Mrs. Robinson, and our little… experiment , I smiled, lost in nostalgia.

I saw his face began to turn into that of a mischievous kid; I looked down and I could see why!

“Woah! Hold on there sport, you’ll have all the time you want to really uh,” I winked at him “get to know yourself. Ryan’s going to his mom’s later tonight, and I’ll send an email in to work to use some of my vacation days.”

I saw his penis give a jerk, and I could tell he was excited, and raring to get home. I smirked, I knew he would get a lot of pleasure out of that cock…

“I’ll call you tomorrow to check up on ya’, just uh… have fun and try not to get into too much trouble, alright?” I winked again and made my way towards Ian’s house. This was exciting, another new experience, and maybe I could see more of who Ian is; due to his timid nature, he rarely spoke when I was around. I could see a light flickering from another room, and thought that it may be one of his parents and decided they should know that their son was home. I chuckled lightly, after being a father for so long, it was going to be strange going back to the role of child…

“Hey Mom, hey Dad, I’m home.” I said as I entered the living room, and froze for a second, “Dinner’s in the fridge, just heat it up.” His mom had kind eyes, and I could vibrantly feel the love she had for her son. “Oh uh, thanks Mom!” I said, trying to stay in Ian’s bashful nature “but I already ate at Ryan’s house…” “Oh, that’s fine, you can have something to snack on in case you’re hungry when you get home tomorrow.” She smiled and I blushed slightly… Ian’s dad had fallen asleep on the chair and I nodded and decided to just go to Ian’s room.

I wasn’t really sure where Ian’s room was but I figured it would be upstairs. As I walked up the stairs my heart had still rushed… It was so crazy to see Jill… I didn’t know that Mrs. Robinson – or shall I say Mrs. Daphne was Ian’s mom… I shuddered as the memories of being her had flooded my mind… I blushed again as I remembered performing her… matrimonial duties with her husband… A little weird… but I smirked as I remembered the pleasure he had given me…

I was jerked from my thoughts when I noticed a picture of Ian on the wall

This must have been his senior photo. I smiled and I wished that he would feel more proud to be himself when this experience was over. He was a handsome kid, and he should feel more confident. But then again, I suppose that was part of his charm…

“Everything alright sweety?” Jill called quietly up the stairs, “Oh uh… y-yeah, just y’know… thinking who still needs a senior photo of me!” She smiled that beautiful smile again, “Alright, but make sure you get to bed soon, you have a long day tomorrow with soccer practice!’ “Alright Mom, thanks, l-love you!” I said, a little nervous but trying my best to play the role I had taken for a couple days, “Love you too honey.” She said as she continued to her bedroom downstairs.

I finally went in to my new, temporary bedroom, and I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw the disarray of his bedroom; he was still the typical teenage kid, and of course his room reflected that.

I took off his shirt and shorts until I was left only in his boxers. I laid down on the bed and I couldn’t resist as I lightly pulled at the waistband, checking what I was working with down there. I gave a slight smile “Not bad…” I said to no one on particular. It was slightly above average for his age, but I knew it was no contest with mine… I sighed contently as I closed my eyes; I knew that he was going to have a good night…