Seanday Off: The Decoy

Damn! When I signed up for this job I didn’t think it would be this much fun. I could be anyone in anyplace, take my latest assignment. Kellan was trapped by fans and the paparazzi at his local gym; my job? to create a decoy and allow him to escape.

I pulled on one of our generic young businessmen bodysuits and got dressed in a nice suit. I snapped a picture of my new identity and sent it to Kellan for security.

I caught a cab over to the gym and fought my way through the crowd of people – they weren’t interested in me.

Inside Kellan spotted me and called out, I walked over and followed him into a private changing room. I took a deep breath as I walked through the door, it was evident that he hadn’t showered after his workout his smell was strong and his vest clung to his muscular frame.
I started to get undressed and noticed that he was watching intently. Standing naked in front of him he asked if that was what I really looked like or was it a suit. I explained that is was a suit to protect my identity.

Opening my bag I pulled out another suit, built and larger than I was. Kellan recognised it as himself. I started to pull it on over the other suit and within minutes Kellan was looking at a mirror image of himself. Smiling he walked around me touching an feeling my new body. Realistic isn’t it? I asked which surprised him as I sounded like him as well.

He walked up behind me; close, resting his head on my shoulder we looked at our reflection in the mirror. Reaching around he grasped my dick and jerked it a couple of time, a let out a grunt. “Fuck!” was all he could say, “Its just like mine…”

I pulled away and tried to calm my hardening dick, he just looked at me and smiled.

“Strip, I need your clothes” I told him, he removed his clothes and it was true the suits made us identical.

I pulled on his damp underwear and socks followed by his pants. picking up his vest I brought it up to my face and looked at Kellan as I sucked in the strong musky smell, I could see he was getting turned on by the hardness of his dick as I rubbed the vest over my torso and pulled it over my head – I flashed him one of his own smiles.

Picking up his bag I threw it over my shoulder before heading out the door.

“Wait!” he yelled, I turned and he threw me his baseball cap – I pulled it on with a smile.

“Meet me back at my apartment” he said, “I want to check to see how accurate the suit is, besides I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be fucked by myself.”

I smiled and winked, leaving to deal with the crowds outside…