Saturdays the readers get a chance to write something, use the picture as inspiration or perhaps suggest something for others to write. Choice of three pictures this time.
Funny how you hear that and hear that and blow it off, and then suddenly it’s all true.
I didn’t know really for myself until just recently. The voices in my head started a few months ago. Echos, really, of people I thought I knew or even did know, My dad. Mygrandfather. His father. Some only in pictures. Some distant distant murmers. But they kepy getting louder over time, invading my dreams and even finally my waking hours. My dad’s was strongest. Telling my what I had to do. Telling me how good it would feel. Telling my I had no choice. Flashing images in my head of what happened to him, and his father, and his father too.
See, Frank Herbert and Anne Rice are right, the fools, in that the voices and souls of our ancesters stay with us, but it’s the male line, not the female. And today, the day my own son reaches his thirteenth year, he will participate as well. I have the spell in my mind – my Dad screamed it at me enough times I doubt I could never forget it. I am going to merge and then swap with my own son – he will enter my body, I will enter his. It’s the way of our family – the consolidated voices of the male line enter into each son at age 13. I don’t remember it happening it to me, just that puberty was hell – all of a sudden, wanting the guys around me, with knowledge I shouldn’t have, and then eventually marrying almost against my will. And now it’s Zack’s turn.
The next year will be both awesome and horrible. Awesome because I will be him. I’m 40 in this body and still in good shape, but look at him. Honed by soccer, he’s a gem. If I wasn’t going to be him I’d want to fuck him, right here and now. But the voice say no. He/I/we will get to do that, until it comes time to breed again.
This next year, as I understand it, I/he will willingly go to me/him to be taught the ways of men. We’ll be lovers, he and I, as I teach him as youngster how to be a man and how to live in the world, doing my/our job to keep money flowing for the family. And he’ll fuck and suck and blow and kiss his “dad,” who will do it all back, for days and years, enjoying each other’s bodies. It’ll be awesome! I can’t wait.
Well, it’s time now. Shut up Dad, I hear ya! He’s gotten so loud. I really hope the voices quet down once the swap is done…..
la verdad no sé cómo termine así- pensé mientras rascaba uno de los lados de mi nariz sintiendo la incomodidad de las esposas en mis muñecas, llevaba varios días sin entender que estaba sucediendo, de alguna manera ahora estaba acusado de un crimen que no recordaba haber cometido en un cuerpo que estaba seguro no era el mío.
sabía que mi nombre era Aaron Michael Hernandez pero por alguna razón eso parecía estar mal, recordaba mis entrenamientos con los patriotas de nueva Inglaterra, mis años en la universidad y todos mis juegos pero no entendía porque sentía que toso eso no era mío, sentía que esos recuerdos estaban fragmentados, como si hubieran sido escogidos.
Ahora estaba en la corte acusado y encerrado, más que asustado o preocupado yo estaba confundido, nada parecía tener sentido, ni siquiera mi propio lenguaje parecía ser mío. Lo primero que recuerdo es despertar la mañana de mi arresto en un sofá, ver mis brazos llenos de tatuajes, yo estaba vestido solo con unos shorts color rojo con rallas negras a los costados, llevaba puesta una camisa en color blanco de mangas cortas y un par de tenis negros, al inicio yo no entendía cómo es que tenía todos estos tatuajes, todos estos músculos, los examine con cuidado, todo era nuevo todo diferente y por extraño que parezca en algún sentido me llego la vaga idea de que esto era lo que había deseado toda mi vida. Me levante sintiéndome desequilibrado, como si hubiera bebido mucho, no podía caminar bien y tampoco podía hablar correctamente, fui al cuarto de baño y vi mi reflejo como si fuera la primera vez y mi pene se levantó como un hasta, hice lo que pude por recordar mi vida pero lo único que encontré fueron recuerdos de mis días de infancia, de unos padres que presentía no eran los míos, de mis tiempos en la secundaria y en la universidad jugando futbol americano y de cómo llegue a los patriotas, recuerdos de mi hija y la mujer con quien la tuve, recuerdos de compañeros de equipo y de entrenamientos y reuniones algunas fiestas y relaciones sexuales, pero no entendía porque todo ello parecía ajeno a mí. Pasaron unas horas y empezó a amanecer, para entonces yo ya me sentía bien podía hablar y caminar normalmente, entonces llego la policía y aquí estoy, ¿pero sigo confundido que me paso la noche antes?
Aaron Hernandez estaba atrapado, sabía que disponía de un día cuando mucho antes de que la policía lo arrestara por cargos de homicidio, atrapado como un ratón por el gato no veía salida a su problema, el tiempo corría, podía intentar fugarse pero lo cazarían y él no estaba dispuesto a poner un pie en la cárcel.
Encendió la computadora de su mansión y intento distraerse, tal vez si se calmaba encontraría la solución, entonces lo vio, solo era un pequeño anuncio insignificante, pero en cuanto lo leyó vio su salvación.
El anuncio decía: Intercambio de cuerpos la mejor manera de escapar de la vida normal, si usted desea un escape de su aburrida existencia, presione aquí.
Aaron no tenía una aburrida existencia lo que deseaba era no ir a la cárcel, presiono el anuncio y se abrió una ventana, en ella el siguiente mensaje: usted busca escape de asuntos legales, esta página no hace juicios morales o legales pero por su bien y el de los usuarios será asignado a una lista de casos especiales, usted puede realizar el cambio de su cuerpo pero debido a que sabemos que dispone de mucho tiempo le advertimos que si decide continuar su cambio de cuerpos será permanente, para realizar el cambio de cuerpos realice lo siguiente.
Más abajo Aaron encontró una receta de una bebida de frutas aparentemente muy dulce pero junto a ella estaba una fotografía de un chico, adjunta a datos personales, Aaron vio los datos y vio que era ese cuerpo o la cárcel
el chico era un año mayor que él, de piel oscura, en extremo delgado, y 15 centímetros más bajo que él, homosexual, fanático del fútbol americano y con diabetes tipo 1, era de sur américa y era de una familia muy pobre, Aaron no lo pensó dos veces prefería perder toda su vida antes que perder su libertad.
Unos minutos después un vaso sucio y grande estaba vació en el lavaplatos, Aaron se sentó en su sofá esperando a que el efecto empezara, unos minutos después estaba profundamente dormido.
Aaron soñó o creyó soñar que su espíritu dejaba su cuerpo y volaba libre muy lejos a algún lugar al sur, muy al sur, llego a una casa humilde y encontró a un hombre bastante pequeño acostado en una cama, el espíritu de Aaron bajo lentamente y tomo al hombre por los hombros el hombre se despertó pero su cuerpo siguió durmiendo, Aaron saco al hombre de su cuerpo y luego hundió su mano como le habían dicho, en la cabeza astral del hombre al instante todos los recuerdos y habilidades del hombre entraron en la mente consciente de Aaron, Aaron le entrego su habilidad en el campo de juego y algunos recuerdos sin importancia, solo lo suficiente para que el hombrecillo pudiera jugar en los emparrillados si alguna vez lo liberaban, entendiera el inglés y pudiera hablar con fluidez, luego Aaron arranco su cordón de plata y lo engancho a el alma de aquel hombrecillo que luego de que todos sus recuerdos fueran robados apenas podía resistirse, luego Aaron engancho el cordón de plata del hombrecillo a sí mismo y dio un salto dentro de su nuevo cuerpo, Aaron era libre.
Aaron despertó en su nuevo cuerpo, era muy delgado, la piel morena, sin tatuajes, ahora él era muy bajo de estatura y ahora tenía una enfermedad pero él era libre, solo necesitaba entrenar y era posible que en unos años volviera a la NFL, luego observo que la forma astral del hombrecillo se volvía ligeramente visible, era visible solo para ver como el espíritu del hombrecillo estaba siendo arrastrado nuevamente hacia su antiguo cuerpo.
nota del autor: espero les gustara mi historia, la verdad no me tarde mas de 30 minutos en escribirla y fue gracias a que me gusta mucho el fútbol americano y los jugadores, la foto 2 me agrado bastante porque Aaron Hernandez es un gran ala cerrada independientemente de lo que sea en su vida personal.
gracias por leer esta humilde historia y sigan publicando, me encanta este blog, saludos desde mexico.
really do not know how to end this way, I thought as he scratched one side of my nose feeling the discomfort of handcuffs on my wrists, took several days without understanding what was happening, somehow was now accused of a crime he did not remember committed in a body that was sure was not mine.
I knew my name was Aaron Michael Hernandez but for some reason it seemed ok, remember my workouts with the New England Patriots, my years in college and all my games but did not understand why he felt that cough that was not mine, I felt that those memories were fragmented, as if they had been chosen.
Now he was in court accused and imprisoned, rather than frightened or worried I was confused, nothing seemed to make sense, not even my own language seemed to be mine.
The first thing I remember is waking up the morning of my arrest on a couch, watch my arms full of tattoos, I was wearing only red shorts with black stripes on the sides, wearing a white shirt in short sleeves and black tennis shoes, at the beginning I did not understand how he had all these tattoos, all these muscles, careful consideration, it was all new all different and oddly enough in some sense I get the vague idea that this was what I had wanted all my life. I woke up feeling unbalanced, as if drunk, could not walk properly and could not speak properly, I went to the bathroom and saw my reflection as if for the first time and my penis rose as up, I did what I could to remember life but all I found were memories of my childhood days, of parents who sensed they were not mine, from my days in high school and college playing football and how to get to the Patriots, memories of my daughter and the woman with whom I had, memories of teammates and training and meeting some parties and sex, but did not understand why all this seemed alien to me.
They spent a few hours and began to dawn, by then I felt good could talk and walk normally, then the police came and here I am, but I'm confused that I spend the night before?
Aaron Hernandez was caught, he knew that he had a day as long before police arrested him on charges of murder, trapped like a mouse saw the cat out of his trouble, time ran could try to escape but they would hunt and he would not set foot in jail.
Turned on the computer in his mansion and attempt distracted, maybe if calmed find the solution, then he saw it was just a small ad insignificant, but when he read was his salvation.
The ad said: Exchange of bodies the best way to escape from normal life, if you want an escape from his boring existence, click here.
Aaron did not have a boring life I wanted was not going to jail, I press the announcement and opened a window, in it the following message: you seek legal exhaust, this page makes no moral or legal judgments but for their sake and the users will be assigned to a list of special cases, you can change your body but because we know we have much time be warned that if you choose to continue their bodies change will be permanent, for the change of bodies do the following.
Below Aaron found a recipe for a fruit drink apparently very sweet but next to it was a photograph of a boy attached to personal data, Aaron saw the data and saw it was that body or jail
the boy was a year older than him, dark, extremely thin, and 15 inches shorter than him, gay football fan with type 1 diabetes, was from South America and was of a very poor family, Aaron do not think twice rather lose his life than lose their freedom.
A few minutes later a large dirty glass in the sink was empty, Aaron sat on the couch waiting for the effect started, a few minutes later he was fast asleep.
Aaron dream dreamed or thought that his spirit left his body and free flying somewhere far south, far south, came to a modest home and found a rather small man lying on a bed, the spirit of Aaron on slowly and took the man by the shoulders, the man woke up but her body slept, Aaron bag the man of her body and then plunged his hand as he was told, in man's astral head instantly all the memories and abilities of man entered the conscious mind of Aaron, Aaron will give his skill in the field and some unimportant memories, just enough so that the man could play on the grates if you release him, understand English and could speak fluently, then Aaron tore his silver cord and hooked to the soul of that man that after all his memories were stolen just could not resist, then Aaron hooked silver cord man himself and jumped into his new body, Aaron was free.
Aaron awoke in her new body was very thin, brown skin, no tattoos, now he was very short of stature and now had an illness but he was free, he just needed to train and it was possible that in a few years back to the NFL, then observe that the astral form of man became dimly visible, was visible just to see how the spirit of the man was being dragged back into his old body.
author's note: I hope you liked my story, I do not really more than 30 minutes late to write it and it was through that I like football and players, photo 2 me quite pleased because Aaron Hernandez is a great tight end regardless of what either in his personal life.
thanks for reading this humble history and continue to run, I love this blog, greetings from mexico.
what's the point of being rich if you don't abuse the privilege?
the parents got me a personal trainer. Older guy, beefy, tan but to someone who loves bear like men he was perfect. His name was Brian.
my parents were heading out of town for a couple of months and let me tell you, we were rich! Brian was to live with me until they returned. a sort of defacto nanny as well as a personal trainer.but if i had my way that arrangement would be altered.
"hey mate how are you?" he said stretching out of his hand for me to shake. I grabbed his masculine hand and felt his tough palm in mine, holding on for just too long.
'you ready to get to work?" he asked, smiling uncertain at this breach in etiquette. i feel in love with his smile and i knew then that i had to have him.
First we sat down in order to discuss my goals at the gym.
"so sport what are your goals?" said Brian
"i'd actually like to look like you" i replied, as expressionless as possible. Brain laughed. and without skipping a beat i began pulling off his shirt.
at first Brian began to resist however i calmed him "dont want to be losing this job now do you, i can make good things happen for you Brain...all you have to do is let me do what I want".
Brian spluttered "but i'm old enough to be your father, and you want to look like me? what's going on?
I ignored him and surveyed his body. first off he was big. much bigger than me and most of that size you could see was muscle. my pants became tight. sure he was older...but i liked that.
"Brian, we could waste time you teaching me gym basics however if i could borrow your body...let's say on a need only basis..i would save a lot of time". Brain, semi naked seemed unusually vulnerable for someone much older than myself and someone so muscular
i placed a wade of cash on the table. Brian's attention seemed to be caught.
"yours if you let have a little fun" Brian looked up at me and before he could say anything i brought him in for a passionate kiss. feeling his rough face against my smooth face and caressing his tough muscles. it was not long before we were both naked and i was embracing him.
"look kid i dont know what you're playing at but i am not ga-" Brian was cut off as i kissed him and our tongues met together. I grabbed Brain's hand and once again squeezed it in my own before placing it on my cock.
Brains own cock began to grow despite his own intentions. I was pleased with the size and girth of my future cock. kissing Brian everywhere I slowly turned Brian around.
"now Brian this is going to feel strange but all im doing is jumping on you, just push your mind a little to the side and just let it happen."
'wha-" said Brian questioning, you could tell he had only began to enjoy our little training session and wanted things to continue.
'turn around mate' i said ignoring his questions. 'and close your eyes!'. the less resistance i had the easier it would be to possess him, then that hulking bear body would be mine to play with.
Brian's bare ass faced me, his broad tanned back called to me and I ran at him, diving into him. our two body's met and mine was absorbed into his like water into a sponge. once inside of Brian i could feel the presence of his consciousness commanding his body. i fought for control and while the real Brian put up a fight he was not prepared.
outside Brain thrashed about naked.signs of my possession began to take their toll. most notably in terms of the erection we now sported. first i dominated Brain's mind and caused the real Brian to retreat to a corner of his own mind. without a master to take control i was able to commandeer Brian's body and my essence took the place previously occupied by Brian.
Slumping against the wall i dissolved my cells inside of brain.Joining our two body's in an intimate way. his cock was still his cock (for example) however he was now fused with me on a cellular level. This let me control him so much easier. It also made my possession of him undetectable.
Brian was still in there with me however he was not able to command his own body. all he could do was watch as i explored this old gym buff's body and deepest secrets as i also had access to his mind.
I tested out my new arms, feeling them. I rubbed my new chest. finding a mirror i surveyed my face. no doubt I was older now, i could feel the confusion the real Brian was feeling and i did my best to blot it out. now was a personal time i using to intimately get to know my body.
I stroked my new cock until a big creamy mess landed straight on my belly.
i began absorbing Brian's mind into my own and like files transferring in a computer his whole life became known to me. I knew i was going to enjoy my stay.
Weeks past and i continue to possess Brian. i gotta tell you it's strange possessing someone. my possession of Brian was so complete that at times i forgot who i was. I began altering Brian's body so that whenever i looked in the mirror i was reminded. I now had a mustache and combined with my sexy muscles i looked awesome. flexing my bicep in the mirror and leering at myself.
At first I was pretty content to work out at the gym and masturbate all day. it's pretty sexy masturbating inside of a bear's body. I'd recommend it to anyone. but perhaps that was just Brian's personality. he was calm and confident that it really was rubbing off on me.
taking my old credit card i spent up big. i'd have whoever i wanted. As Brian i did not give a fuck about who saw me and stuck our dick in whatever guy would take it. having a man was unusual for Brian however the feeling of a young guys ass hole squeezing my dick was pretty irresistible. I plowed scores of dudes.
the time soon came for me to leave Brian's body however there was one more thing i needed to do.
i jumped in the pool and gave my cock one last wank. i felt myself orgasm and watched as it disspated in the water.
i then began to leave Brian. months being inside of Brian made it difficult to leave him. our bodies were meshed as one however i soon floated up out of his muscular body was in the pool with him.
exhausted Brian was groggy. he still had the mustache i gave him and he seemed really confused. i slapped him. i had taken away a lot of his mannerisms while being in control of his life and explained things in a way i knew he would understand.
"i fucking own you mate, you hear me? from now on whenever i need you i want to turn your fucking back to me and spread your ass cheeks" spitting on him Brian seemed afraid of me.
I illustrate the point i turned him around, grabbing the beefy ass that was only briefly mine and plowed my dick inside. while I was inside Brian i had conditioned him to be obedient and as my cock massaged his prostrate he certainty was not putting up a fight. i grabbed Brian's cock in my hand and fucked him as he fucked my fist.
i came inside of Brian and i felt his cum float inside of hand.
man im gonna miss Brian..lousy parents coming back, i could certainly of stayed inside of him for longer.
Brian stood next to me and toweled me off when my phone rang. it was dad. apparently my parents were not coming back for another month!
i looked at Brian and quickly turned him around, his beefy butt still dripping with my cum! i once again forced myself inside of him and took control. looks like i'd be a bear for a little longer!
As much as i loved my body as Brian binding to his personality for so would have long lasting impacts upon my own mentality. I needed to find a way to separate Brian's essence from his body so that I could continue be Brian without losing myself. Luckily the opportunity presented itself sooner than later!
While my parents were away i'd taken up Brian's day job (not that i needed the money) and i had began training young guys. One particular guy who caught my eye was, his name was David.
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David was a muscular islander boy with big dark nipples and i desperately wanted to fuck him. Although Brian was straight it had not quenched my desire for dick and ass. As Brain, my thoughts turned to dominating this muscle stud and showing him who was boss.
After a tough person training session with David i asked him to show me some poses. we were at my house and so no one else was there.
Using Brian's gravelly voice i said "Okay David show me some poses and really make those muscles pop"
with a smile David got up, flexing for me flaring his lats. "like that couch?"
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he said eagerly. I examined his pose and made some adjustments. "okay david take off your shirt and let's see your back!"
As david turned around i saw his firm, round ass and my/Brian's cock nearly burst out of my jocks.
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'Okay David im going to manipulate you a little, just let me take control' I got in close behind David and put my arms under his, lastly slipping my cock neatly directly behind David's ass, my firm dick pressing against him.
"you excited couch?" said David. I ignored him and covered his mouth with my hand and with that same hand swiftly pulled david's head in close with mine until they collided.
Brian's head had entered the back of David's skull and David's muscular body hanged floppy against Brian's who stood up for the both of them. I quickly dissolved myself and Brian inside of David and, like Brian had originally, David gained my throbbing erection as I possessed him.
The battle for control was easy, it was two against one! Soon David was sent whimpering to a corner of his own mind while I was left in control of his body.
Flexing my new young muscles, I must admit I was pretty happy with myself.
I took a moment to enjoy David'd body and pulled up a deck chair, once again drowning out the screams of protest from the corner of MY mind where David still inhabited.
i rubbed my nipples and felt my chest, taking in David's smell from the inside of his own body. I whipped out my dick and began kissing my own black muscles, rubbing my cock and bringing myself to the point of orgasm.
before coming i closed my eyes and began to separate Brian's essence from my body, and attaching it David's Brain. Once this was complete, I sat up in David slowly excited David's muscular and now highly horny body- but I did it with Brian's body.
I had done it, Brain was now in control of Adam with Adam trapped inside his own mind and I was completely in control of Brian's body- his presence had gone. I could still leave Brian's body but it would enter a coma.
Brian in Adam's body looked up in shock, surprised to be in control of someone else. over the past months i had trained him to be obedient and now was not going to be any different.
"show me that ass son, daddy's horny" i said and before Brian could alter David's expression I had whipped out MY dick, grabbed David/Brian by the thighs and raised his black ass to my dick, plowing into him.
David's body still had the boner I gave it has my aged muscle body fucked him and it became harder and harder. Brian took David's hand and began massaging his new dick like he'd owned it for years. Brian was getting fucked by his own body and loving it!
it was not long before david came and i squirted my load up his black ass. Brian was gone and his body was mine now, not to mentioned a new young muscle slave!
I tore my dick out of david and wiped it own his face, getting Brian's cum in david's beard. "you gonna be a good boy?" i asked
a very brian like expression appeared on david's face as my dick brushed his chin. He looked at it for a second, before sucking it. I reared up and fucked the shit out of David's face. It felt good to finally get what i wanted.
Youth is wasted on the young.
ReplyDeleteFunny how you hear that and hear that and blow it off, and then suddenly it’s all true.
I didn’t know really for myself until just recently. The voices in my head started a few months ago. Echos, really, of people I thought I knew or even did know, My dad. Mygrandfather. His father. Some only in pictures. Some distant distant murmers. But they kepy getting louder over time, invading my dreams and even finally my waking hours. My dad’s was strongest. Telling my what I had to do. Telling me how good it would feel. Telling my I had no choice. Flashing images in my head of what happened to him, and his father, and his father too.
See, Frank Herbert and Anne Rice are right, the fools, in that the voices and souls of our ancesters stay with us, but it’s the male line, not the female. And today, the day my own son reaches his thirteenth year, he will participate as well. I have the spell in my mind – my Dad screamed it at me enough times I doubt I could never forget it. I am going to merge and then swap with my own son – he will enter my body, I will enter his. It’s the way of our family – the consolidated voices of the male line enter into each son at age 13. I don’t remember it happening it to me, just that puberty was hell – all of a sudden, wanting the guys around me, with knowledge I shouldn’t have, and then eventually marrying almost against my will. And now it’s Zack’s turn.
The next year will be both awesome and horrible. Awesome because I will be him. I’m 40 in this body and still in good shape, but look at him. Honed by soccer, he’s a gem. If I wasn’t going to be him I’d want to fuck him, right here and now. But the voice say no. He/I/we will get to do that, until it comes time to breed again.
This next year, as I understand it, I/he will willingly go to me/him to be taught the ways of men. We’ll be lovers, he and I, as I teach him as youngster how to be a man and how to live in the world, doing my/our job to keep money flowing for the family. And he’ll fuck and suck and blow and kiss his “dad,” who will do it all back, for days and years, enjoying each other’s bodies. It’ll be awesome! I can’t wait.
Well, it’s time now. Shut up Dad, I hear ya! He’s gotten so loud. I really hope the voices quet down once the swap is done…..
Here we go, Zack….welcome to your/our new life…..
Thanks for contributing.
DeleteEl escape de Aaron parte 1 (foto 2)
ReplyDeletela verdad no sé cómo termine así- pensé mientras rascaba uno de los lados de mi nariz sintiendo la incomodidad de las esposas en mis muñecas, llevaba varios días sin entender que estaba sucediendo, de alguna manera ahora estaba acusado de un crimen que no recordaba haber cometido en un cuerpo que estaba seguro no era el mío.
sabía que mi nombre era Aaron Michael Hernandez pero por alguna razón eso parecía estar mal, recordaba mis entrenamientos con los patriotas de nueva Inglaterra, mis años en la universidad y todos mis juegos pero no entendía porque sentía que toso eso no era mío, sentía que esos recuerdos estaban fragmentados, como si hubieran sido escogidos.
Ahora estaba en la corte acusado y encerrado, más que asustado o preocupado yo estaba confundido, nada parecía tener sentido, ni siquiera mi propio lenguaje parecía ser mío.
Lo primero que recuerdo es despertar la mañana de mi arresto en un sofá, ver mis brazos llenos de tatuajes, yo estaba vestido solo con unos shorts color rojo con rallas negras a los costados, llevaba puesta una camisa en color blanco de mangas cortas y un par de tenis negros, al inicio yo no entendía cómo es que tenía todos estos tatuajes, todos estos músculos, los examine con cuidado, todo era nuevo todo diferente y por extraño que parezca en algún sentido me llego la vaga idea de que esto era lo que había deseado toda mi vida.
Me levante sintiéndome desequilibrado, como si hubiera bebido mucho, no podía caminar bien y tampoco podía hablar correctamente, fui al cuarto de baño y vi mi reflejo como si fuera la primera vez y mi pene se levantó como un hasta, hice lo que pude por recordar mi vida pero lo único que encontré fueron recuerdos de mis días de infancia, de unos padres que presentía no eran los míos, de mis tiempos en la secundaria y en la universidad jugando futbol americano y de cómo llegue a los patriotas, recuerdos de mi hija y la mujer con quien la tuve, recuerdos de compañeros de equipo y de entrenamientos y reuniones algunas fiestas y relaciones sexuales, pero no entendía porque todo ello parecía ajeno a mí.
Pasaron unas horas y empezó a amanecer, para entonces yo ya me sentía bien podía hablar y caminar normalmente, entonces llego la policía y aquí estoy, ¿pero sigo confundido que me paso la noche antes?
El escape de Aaron parte 2
DeleteUnos días antes:
Aaron Hernandez estaba atrapado, sabía que disponía de un día cuando mucho antes de que la policía lo arrestara por cargos de homicidio, atrapado como un ratón por el gato no veía salida a su problema, el tiempo corría, podía intentar fugarse pero lo cazarían y él no estaba dispuesto a poner un pie en la cárcel.
Encendió la computadora de su mansión y intento distraerse, tal vez si se calmaba encontraría la solución, entonces lo vio, solo era un pequeño anuncio insignificante, pero en cuanto lo leyó vio su salvación.
El anuncio decía:
Intercambio de cuerpos la mejor manera de escapar de la vida normal, si usted desea un escape de su aburrida existencia, presione aquí.
Aaron no tenía una aburrida existencia lo que deseaba era no ir a la cárcel, presiono el anuncio y se abrió una ventana, en ella el siguiente mensaje:
usted busca escape de asuntos legales, esta página no hace juicios morales o legales pero por su bien y el de los usuarios será asignado a una lista de casos especiales, usted puede realizar el cambio de su cuerpo pero debido a que sabemos que dispone de mucho tiempo le advertimos que si decide continuar su cambio de cuerpos será permanente, para realizar el cambio de cuerpos realice lo siguiente.
Más abajo Aaron encontró una receta de una bebida de frutas aparentemente muy dulce pero junto a ella estaba una fotografía de un chico, adjunta a datos personales, Aaron vio los datos y vio que era ese cuerpo o la cárcel
el chico era un año mayor que él, de piel oscura, en extremo delgado, y 15 centímetros más bajo que él, homosexual, fanático del fútbol americano y con diabetes tipo 1, era de sur américa y era de una familia muy pobre, Aaron no lo pensó dos veces prefería perder toda su vida antes que perder su libertad.
Unos minutos después un vaso sucio y grande estaba vació en el lavaplatos, Aaron se sentó en su sofá esperando a que el efecto empezara, unos minutos después estaba profundamente dormido.
Aaron soñó o creyó soñar que su espíritu dejaba su cuerpo y volaba libre muy lejos a algún lugar al sur, muy al sur, llego a una casa humilde y encontró a un hombre bastante pequeño acostado en una cama, el espíritu de Aaron bajo lentamente y tomo al hombre por los hombros el hombre se despertó pero su cuerpo siguió durmiendo, Aaron saco al hombre de su cuerpo y luego hundió su mano como le habían dicho, en la cabeza astral del hombre al instante todos los recuerdos y habilidades del hombre entraron en la mente consciente de Aaron, Aaron le entrego su habilidad en el campo de juego y algunos recuerdos sin importancia, solo lo suficiente para que el hombrecillo pudiera jugar en los emparrillados si alguna vez lo liberaban, entendiera el inglés y pudiera hablar con fluidez, luego Aaron arranco su cordón de plata y lo engancho a el alma de aquel hombrecillo que luego de que todos sus recuerdos fueran robados apenas podía resistirse, luego Aaron engancho el cordón de plata del hombrecillo a sí mismo y dio un salto dentro de su nuevo cuerpo, Aaron era libre.
Aaron despertó en su nuevo cuerpo, era muy delgado, la piel morena, sin tatuajes, ahora él era muy bajo de estatura y ahora tenía una enfermedad pero él era libre, solo necesitaba entrenar y era posible que en unos años volviera a la NFL, luego observo que la forma astral del hombrecillo se volvía ligeramente visible, era visible solo para ver como el espíritu del hombrecillo estaba siendo arrastrado nuevamente hacia su antiguo cuerpo.
nota del autor:
Deleteespero les gustara mi historia, la verdad no me tarde mas de 30 minutos en escribirla y fue gracias a que me gusta mucho el fútbol americano y los jugadores, la foto 2 me agrado bastante porque Aaron Hernandez es un gran ala cerrada independientemente de lo que sea en su vida personal.
gracias por leer esta humilde historia y sigan publicando, me encanta este blog, saludos desde mexico.
C.E.
Aaron's escape part 1 (picture 2)
Deletereally do not know how to end this way, I thought as he scratched one side of my nose feeling the discomfort of handcuffs on my wrists, took several days without understanding what was happening, somehow was now accused of a crime he did not remember committed in a body that was sure was not mine.
I knew my name was Aaron Michael Hernandez but for some reason it seemed ok, remember my workouts with the New England Patriots, my years in college and all my games but did not understand why he felt that cough that was not mine, I felt that those memories were fragmented, as if they had been chosen.
Now he was in court accused and imprisoned, rather than frightened or worried I was confused, nothing seemed to make sense, not even my own language seemed to be mine.
The first thing I remember is waking up the morning of my arrest on a couch, watch my arms full of tattoos, I was wearing only red shorts with black stripes on the sides, wearing a white shirt in short sleeves and black tennis shoes, at the beginning I did not understand how he had all these tattoos, all these muscles, careful consideration, it was all new all different and oddly enough in some sense I get the vague idea that this was what I had wanted all my life.
I woke up feeling unbalanced, as if drunk, could not walk properly and could not speak properly, I went to the bathroom and saw my reflection as if for the first time and my penis rose as up, I did what I could to remember life but all I found were memories of my childhood days, of parents who sensed they were not mine, from my days in high school and college playing football and how to get to the Patriots, memories of my daughter and the woman with whom I had, memories of teammates and training and meeting some parties and sex, but did not understand why all this seemed alien to me.
They spent a few hours and began to dawn, by then I felt good could talk and walk normally, then the police came and here I am, but I'm confused that I spend the night before?
The escape of Aaron Part 2
DeleteA few days before:
Aaron Hernandez was caught, he knew that he had a day as long before police arrested him on charges of murder, trapped like a mouse saw the cat out of his trouble, time ran could try to escape but they would hunt and he would not set foot in jail.
Turned on the computer in his mansion and attempt distracted, maybe if calmed find the solution, then he saw it was just a small ad insignificant, but when he read was his salvation.
The ad said:
Exchange of bodies the best way to escape from normal life, if you want an escape from his boring existence, click here.
Aaron did not have a boring life I wanted was not going to jail, I press the announcement and opened a window, in it the following message:
you seek legal exhaust, this page makes no moral or legal judgments but for their sake and the users will be assigned to a list of special cases, you can change your body but because we know we have much time be warned that if you choose to continue their bodies change will be permanent, for the change of bodies do the following.
Below Aaron found a recipe for a fruit drink apparently very sweet but next to it was a photograph of a boy attached to personal data, Aaron saw the data and saw it was that body or jail
the boy was a year older than him, dark, extremely thin, and 15 inches shorter than him, gay football fan with type 1 diabetes, was from South America and was of a very poor family, Aaron do not think twice rather lose his life than lose their freedom.
A few minutes later a large dirty glass in the sink was empty, Aaron sat on the couch waiting for the effect started, a few minutes later he was fast asleep.
Aaron dream dreamed or thought that his spirit left his body and free flying somewhere far south, far south, came to a modest home and found a rather small man lying on a bed, the spirit of Aaron on slowly and took the man by the shoulders, the man woke up but her body slept, Aaron bag the man of her body and then plunged his hand as he was told, in man's astral head instantly all the memories and abilities of man entered the conscious mind of Aaron, Aaron will give his skill in the field and some unimportant memories, just enough so that the man could play on the grates if you release him, understand English and could speak fluently, then Aaron tore his silver cord and hooked to the soul of that man that after all his memories were stolen just could not resist, then Aaron hooked silver cord man himself and jumped into his new body, Aaron was free.
Aaron awoke in her new body was very thin, brown skin, no tattoos, now he was very short of stature and now had an illness but he was free, he just needed to train and it was possible that in a few years back to the NFL, then observe that the astral form of man became dimly visible, was visible just to see how the spirit of the man was being dragged back into his old body.
author's note:
DeleteI hope you liked my story, I do not really more than 30 minutes late to write it and it was through that I like football and players, photo 2 me quite pleased because Aaron Hernandez is a great tight end regardless of what either in his personal life.
thanks for reading this humble history and continue to run, I love this blog, greetings from mexico.
C.E.
Gracias por el envío de la historia.
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ReplyDeletewhat's the point of being rich if you don't abuse the privilege?
the parents got me a personal trainer. Older guy, beefy, tan but to someone who loves bear like men he was perfect. His name was Brian.
my parents were heading out of town for a couple of months and let me tell you, we were rich! Brian was to live with me until they returned. a sort of defacto nanny as well as a personal trainer.but if i had my way that arrangement would be altered.
"hey mate how are you?" he said stretching out of his hand for me to shake. I grabbed his masculine hand and felt his tough palm in mine, holding on for just too long.
'you ready to get to work?" he asked, smiling uncertain at this breach in etiquette. i feel in love with his smile and i knew then that i had to have him.
First we sat down in order to discuss my goals at the gym.
"so sport what are your goals?" said Brian
"i'd actually like to look like you" i replied, as expressionless as possible. Brain laughed. and without skipping a beat i began pulling off his shirt.
part 2
ReplyDeleteat first Brian began to resist however i calmed
him "dont want to be losing this job now do you, i can make good things happen for you Brain...all you have to do is let me do what I want".
Brian spluttered "but i'm old enough to be your father, and you want to look like me? what's going on?
I ignored him and surveyed his body. first off he was big. much bigger than me and most of that size you could see was muscle. my pants became tight. sure he was older...but i liked that.
"Brian, we could waste time you teaching me gym basics however if i could borrow your body...let's say on a need only basis..i would save a lot of time". Brain, semi naked seemed unusually vulnerable for someone much older than myself and someone so muscular
i placed a wade of cash on the table. Brian's attention seemed to be caught.
"yours if you let have a little fun" Brian looked up at me and before he could say anything i brought him in for a passionate kiss. feeling his rough face against my smooth face and caressing his tough muscles. it was not long before we were both naked and i was embracing him.
"look kid i dont know what you're playing at but i am not ga-" Brian was cut off as i kissed him and our tongues met together. I grabbed Brain's hand and once again squeezed it in my own before placing it on my cock.
Brains own cock began to grow despite his own intentions. I was pleased with the size and girth of my future cock. kissing Brian everywhere I slowly turned Brian around.
"now Brian this is going to feel strange but all im doing is jumping on you, just push your mind a little to the side and just let it happen."
'wha-" said Brian questioning, you could tell he had only began to enjoy our little training session and wanted things to continue.
'turn around mate' i said ignoring his questions. 'and close your eyes!'. the less resistance i had the easier it would be to possess him, then that hulking bear body would be mine to play with.
Brian's bare ass faced me, his broad tanned back called to me and I ran at him, diving into him. our two body's met and mine was absorbed into his like water into a sponge. once inside of Brian i could feel the presence of his consciousness commanding his body. i fought for control and while the real Brian put up a fight he was not prepared.
outside Brain thrashed about naked.signs of my possession began to take their toll. most notably in terms of the erection we now sported. first i dominated Brain's mind and caused the real Brian to retreat to a corner of his own mind. without a master to take control i was able to commandeer Brian's body and my essence took the place previously occupied by Brian.
Slumping against the wall i dissolved my cells inside of brain.Joining our two body's in an intimate way. his cock was still his cock (for example) however he was now fused with me on a cellular level. This let me control him so much easier. It also made my possession of him undetectable.
Brian was still in there with me however he was not able to command his own body. all he could do was watch as i explored this old gym buff's body and deepest secrets as i also had access to his mind.
I tested out my new arms, feeling them. I rubbed my new chest. finding a mirror i surveyed my face. no doubt I was older now, i could feel the confusion the real Brian was feeling and i did my best to blot it out. now was a personal time i using to intimately get to know my body.
part 3
ReplyDeleteI stroked my new cock until a big creamy mess landed straight on my belly.
i began absorbing Brian's mind into my own and like files transferring in a computer his whole life became known to me. I knew i was going to enjoy my stay.
Weeks past and i continue to possess Brian. i gotta tell you it's strange possessing someone. my possession of Brian was so complete that at times i forgot who i was. I began altering Brian's body so that whenever i looked in the mirror i was reminded. I now had a mustache and combined with my sexy muscles i looked awesome. flexing my bicep in the mirror and leering at myself.
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At first I was pretty content to work out at the gym and masturbate all day. it's pretty sexy masturbating inside of a bear's body. I'd recommend it to anyone. but perhaps that was just Brian's personality. he was calm and confident that it really was rubbing off on me.
taking my old credit card i spent up big. i'd have whoever i wanted. As Brian i did not give a fuck about who saw me and stuck our dick in whatever guy would take it. having a man was unusual for Brian however the feeling of a young guys ass hole squeezing my dick was pretty irresistible. I plowed scores of dudes.
the time soon came for me to leave Brian's body however there was one more thing i needed to do.
i jumped in the pool and gave my cock one last wank. i felt myself orgasm and watched as it disspated in the water.
ReplyDeletei then began to leave Brian. months being inside of Brian made it difficult to leave him. our bodies were meshed as one however i soon floated up out of his muscular body was in the pool with him.
exhausted Brian was groggy. he still had the mustache i gave him and he seemed really confused. i slapped him. i had taken away a lot of his mannerisms while being in control of his life and explained things in a way i knew he would understand.
"i fucking own you mate, you hear me? from now on whenever i need you i want to turn your fucking back to me and spread your ass cheeks" spitting on him Brian seemed afraid of me.
I illustrate the point i turned him around, grabbing the beefy ass that was only briefly mine and plowed my dick inside. while I was inside Brian i had conditioned him to be obedient and as my cock massaged his prostrate he certainty was not putting up a fight. i grabbed Brian's cock in my hand and fucked him as he fucked my fist.
i came inside of Brian and i felt his cum float inside of hand.
man im gonna miss Brian..lousy parents coming back, i could certainly of stayed inside of him for longer.
Brian stood next to me and toweled me off when my phone rang. it was dad. apparently my parents were not coming back for another month!
i looked at Brian and quickly turned him around, his beefy butt still dripping with my cum! i once again forced myself inside of him and took control. looks like i'd be a bear for a little longer!
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NIce story - thanks
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ReplyDeleteAs much as i loved my body as Brian binding to his personality for so would have long lasting impacts upon my own mentality. I needed to find a way to separate Brian's essence from his body so that I could continue be Brian without losing myself. Luckily the opportunity presented itself sooner than later!
While my parents were away i'd taken up Brian's day job (not that i needed the money) and i had began training young guys. One particular guy who caught my eye was, his name was David.
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David was a muscular islander boy with big dark nipples and i desperately wanted to fuck him. Although Brian was straight it had not quenched my desire for dick and ass. As Brain, my thoughts turned to dominating this muscle stud and showing him who was boss.
After a tough person training session with David i asked him to show me some poses. we were at my house and so no one else was there.
Using Brian's gravelly voice i said "Okay David show me some poses and really make those muscles pop"
with a smile David got up, flexing for me flaring his lats. "like that couch?"
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he said eagerly. I examined his pose and made some adjustments. "okay david take off your shirt and let's see your back!"
As david turned around i saw his firm, round ass and my/Brian's cock nearly burst out of my jocks.
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'Okay David im going to manipulate you a little, just let me take control' I got in close behind David and put my arms under his, lastly slipping my cock neatly directly behind David's ass, my firm dick pressing against him.
"you excited couch?" said David. I ignored him and covered his mouth with my hand and with that same hand swiftly pulled david's head in close with mine until they collided.
Brian's head had entered the back of David's skull and David's muscular body hanged floppy against Brian's who stood up for the both of them. I quickly dissolved myself and Brian inside of David and, like Brian had originally, David gained my throbbing erection as I possessed him.
The battle for control was easy, it was two against one! Soon David was sent whimpering to a corner of his own mind while I was left in control of his body.
Flexing my new young muscles, I must admit I was pretty happy with myself.
part 6
ReplyDeleteI took a moment to enjoy David'd body and pulled up a deck chair, once again drowning out the screams of protest from the corner of MY mind where David still inhabited.
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i rubbed my nipples and felt my chest, taking in David's smell from the inside of his own body. I whipped out my dick and began kissing my own black muscles, rubbing my cock and bringing myself to the point of orgasm.
before coming i closed my eyes and began to separate Brian's essence from my body, and attaching it David's Brain. Once this was complete, I sat up in David slowly excited David's muscular and now highly horny body- but I did it with Brian's body.
I had done it, Brain was now in control of Adam with Adam trapped inside his own mind and I was completely in control of Brian's body- his presence had gone. I could still leave Brian's body but it would enter a coma.
Brian in Adam's body looked up in shock, surprised to be in control of someone else. over the past months i had trained him to be obedient and now was not going to be any different.
"show me that ass son, daddy's horny" i said and before Brian could alter David's expression I had whipped out MY dick, grabbed David/Brian by the thighs and raised his black ass to my dick, plowing into him.
David's body still had the boner I gave it has my aged muscle body fucked him and it became harder and harder. Brian took David's hand and began massaging his new dick like he'd owned it for years. Brian was getting fucked by his own body and loving it!
it was not long before david came and i squirted my load up his black ass. Brian was gone and his body was mine now, not to mentioned a new young muscle slave!
I tore my dick out of david and wiped it own his face, getting Brian's cum in david's beard. "you gonna be a good boy?" i asked
a very brian like expression appeared on david's face as my dick brushed his chin. He looked at it for a second, before sucking it. I reared up and fucked the shit out of David's face. It felt good to finally get what i wanted.