Seanday Service: Spare Bunk

I walked into the spare bedroom I had in my dorm and gave Tony a gentle shake. He threw his feet over the edge and sat up on the bed. He looked down and realised he was naked and blushed.

"Here, have a drink of coffee, you'll feel better after that," I told him offering him a large mug.

He sipped at it and put it on the floor. "What the fuck happened last night?" He muttered resting his head in his hands.

"You were a proper party animal last night Tony," I joked.

He let out another groan and scratched both hands through his hair. "I don't remember fuck," he whispered.

"Don't worry I'm sure there were lots of photos taken," I chirped, he let out another groan. "Man you were running that party, you were like a man possessed."

He looked at me as he took a gulp of coffee. "All I remember is arriving here yesterday afternoon. I got my party gear out, and put it over there," he pointed to a chair. "I thanked you for putting me up for the night in the spare room, and you offered me a party shot to get me in the mood, and then its all blank."

I laughed. "Yeah, that stuff can play tricks like that. Do you have a strong stomach for alcohol?"

He gives me a sour look. "Fuck yeah, I can hold my drinks," he snarled.

"OK, I'm just asking that's all. You're the one that can't remember anything. Jeez," I moan.

"Sorry man, no offence. It's my head it's still aching, feels like someone's been playing ball with my head. I really appreciate you putting me up for the night." He tries to give me some money from his discarded jeans, but I tell him the pleasures been all mine.

Leaving him to get his gear together, I pondered my memories from last night. I'd given him a shot for sure, but it was a sedative. I casually made myself a cup of tea while I waited. Sure enough, the thud told me it was safe to enter the room. Tony was out cold on the floor, one leg still in his underwear.

I heaved the thick set rugby player onto the bed and pulled the remainder of his clothes off. I rolled him onto his front and kneaded his back with my hands. The sedative also contained a substrate softener allowing me to push between the layers that made up Tony.

Pushing further into Tony I felt the damp, warm feeling I'd become used to as Tony wasn't my first. Having a spare room made me popular, friends who visited others in my block could stay overnight or have somewhere to crash after a party. I smirked, generally it was me that was enjoying the party in my guest.

Feeling a pop, I knew I was all the way in. I waited for a moment for the substrate to harden locking me inside, and then I rolled over. "Fucking hey!" I laughed, and Tony's Northern tones echoed around the room.

Walking over to the mirror in the hall, I instantly slipped into Tony's confident walk. I looked at my new self in the mirror and flexed my arms. "Damn, I'm going to have to invite you back Tony, your too good for just a one night stand."

I stretched and flexed some more getting comfortable in Tony's body before returning to the bedroom. I knew I'd be trapped for twelve hours before his body would start to push me back out, but it was going to be one hell of a party.

Picking through his clothes I selected something I thought would work. I didn't have any of his memories, but at parties it was easy to wing it.

Pulling on some jeans, and trainers I stretched a scoop neck t-shirt over my head. It must have been a size too small as it clung to Tony's torso like a second skin. But I liked the way it framed Tony's pecs. Finally, a short sleeved shirt, I cussed as I flexed and heard a little rip.

Grabbing his wash bag I went to the mirror again. I went through his bag and squirted some gel into my hands and worked it through Tony's hair pulling it into subtle spikes. I got some deodorant and sprayed it over myself just as there was a knock at the door.

I opened it, and Greg burst in. "Good to see you again bro'. How was the journey?" It was Tony's brother.

"Yeah, it was fine no problem," I told him as he gave me a hug.

"Where's Sean? I gotta thank him for letting you stay over."

"Erm, he had to go out, said he'd catch up with you later?" I replied.

Greg followed me into the bedroom where I picked up the remainder of Tony's stuff; wallet, ID, iPhone and some loose change. I ushered Greg out the door and followed him to the party.

The party was great, I scored a couple of fucks as well. They loved Tony's muscles. I knew no bounds as I drunk, danced and fucked to the early morning.

I wasn't clear in my head, but I remember some of Greg's friends dropping me on the spare bed. At 6am, I felt a familiar tightness that woke me up, and I pulled off Tony's clothes. I groaned laying on Tony's stomach, and slowly his body pushed me out. Refreshed, because I'd left the hangover with Tony I slapped his naked ass and thanked him for a great night, he mumbled something, and I left him to get some sleep of my own.

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I said goodbye to Tony, and told him he could always come back and use the spare room if he wanted. He thanked me and left with Greg.

I walked into the bedroom and smiled, he'd tidied up and even changed the sheets. I looked at my watch; Frank would be here later he'll be staying for two nights, I went to the kitchen and made two shots and put them in the fridge.

Frank was a regular, and one of my favourites.