A California drive and swap

I knew going to school in California would change me but never did I expect what happened.

After mid terms week I decided to take a drive in the outskirts of Sacramento since I had been going to cal state sac for several months and never ventured out. I hoped in my jeep and went cruising to the country areas and saw all the farms. 

While driving I got a little lost and ended up on some random dirt road and I had no signal on my cell phone to have it locate me. I saw a person walking towards me as I was parked. He seemed Hispanic so I yelled "hey any chance you know how to get back to the highway"

He looked at me and my jeep and walked over. "Si senior me know the route" he stammered. Then he busted up laughing and then said yeah I know the way man sorry I figured you weren't from around here so I would have fun. He said that in perfect English with a heavily Hispanic accent. I introduced myself, Tyler, and he told me his name was Miguel. He hoped in the jeep and we drove a bit and talked about who we were and everything. I was a college student studying journalism and he was working his way at a local farm during the day and at night he worked at a club but was vague on what he did. He was trying to save money for college but its taking a long time since he is paying for his apartment and bills but had a roommate Jose. 

I began to notice he was getting a little hard just talking about ourselves and caught him checking me out. I asked if we could stop for a bit and maybe chat some more. He smiled and said how about we not just chat but see everything the other has to offer. I stopped the jeep and we got out and I removed my shirt instantly. He said how he envied me saying how lucky I am to be in college and have money to go and wished he could be me, he joked and asked if I wanted to swap places for a while. I laughed and said I envied him not having to worry about college yet and working his way up and laughed and agreed to swap places thinking it was a joke... My mistake. 

He grinned heavily and unzipped my pants and started playing with my cock. 

After that we kissed and he was amazing.

 He went down and sucked my cock and it was the best Bj ever. 

I then went down on him and he was loving it but stopped me.

 He said let's have a corona and walked to his backpack and grabbed two of them. He opened both and slipped a pill in the drinks but said it was for the swap and flavor. We both cheered and he asked how long could we trade lives for... I joked and said how about a month. He smiled and agreed saying we would meet here in one month total and swap back to normal. 

We both laughed and drank our coronas. 

Next thing I knew I was rock hard so I assumed he put Viagra in my drink and he asked if I would want to top or would I want to bottom. I naturally said top and flipped him over pounding him harder and deeper. 

After about fifteen minutes I noticed something strange happening, I started feeling different and started getting dizzy. I assumed it was the heat and the sex so I continued. 

The changes first started at my skin where it tanned and his turned white. Next my cock felt longer because I was going deeper in his white ass. Wait white ass I thought.. He was Hispanic not white. 

And with that I blacked out and so did Miguel. 

I awoke feeling like I had a hangover or something and it was not starting to get dark. I looked around and didn't see my jeep. "That damn guy must have stole my jeep that was his plan all along" I yelled but what came out was an accent that wasn't mine. I noticed I was naked but I was not darker and my cock was uncut when it was cut originally. 

I found a note next to me saying; 

Tyler,

Thanks for agreeing to trade places I know I will have fun living the easy life even if its for a month. You should start remembering my memories and everything eventually but that might take a day or so. The club I said I worked at was a gay bar and I'm a dancer there. I sleep with guys for money to save for school... Please keep my life on track and ill do the same for you.

Thanks again,

Miguel or now Tyler. 

Oh shit it actually worked and I'm a gay Hispanic twink... I'm lost lost on what to do now.

First thing I did was get up and get dressed in Miguel's dirty farm clothes and started walking to his house. I remembered where it was. 

I walked in and looked around no one was home. A note on the table said Jose was gone for a bit he had a family emergency back in El Salvador. 

I went into Miguel's room and changed into some cleaner clothes but it seemed he didn't dress that flashy and just dressed average with 2nd hand clothes. 

I felt a vibrate on my leg and pulled out his phone and saw a message from Alex. It said tonight he wanted to see me and would pay double. 

I responded saying I was sick and couldn't make it. I really needed to get my head straight and understand what happened. 

I went in the bathroom and immediately got hard seeing myself in the mirror. I thought it can't be that bad being this guy for a month and pulled off my clothes and started jerking off. It took about 15minutes but I finally blew a huge load all over the bathroom floor. I hoped in the shower and cleaned myself up. 

When I got out I had another message on my phone it was from Alex again. He said he would pay me $5000 for me to come out and it would be in cash upfront just to sleep with him. I jumped up and agreed to come out and figured this would be huge for Miguel's life or at least have some fun money while I'm in his body.

I walked over to Alex's house and rang the bell. Alex opened up and let me in. He pulled my shirt off and started stripping me right away. He handed me a drink and about 10minutes later I blacked out. I remember moments where I was having sex and such but it seemed I was roofied by Alex, but by Miguel's memory Alex liked to do that so they both always had a great first time together and party. I stood up and Alex came in and gave me a backpack and said here now you can go and don't say anything. 

I left his house still in shock and got another message from John asking to see me. 

I spent the whole month doing yard work and servicing guys mainly college aged and some up to 35

I had made a ton of money I quit the job working in the fields and loved to see how Miguel would react seeing his new account filled with money and apartment with nice things. 

I waited at the spot we agreed on for 4 hours before a text came to my phone. It was from my old number. 

Miguel, 

I am keeping this new life and am not trading back have fun being a whore and yard worker. But I am sorry for tricking you but I couldn't be myself anymore I was tired of it all. Have fun and don't try to fight this or else I will have you arrested. 

Tyler

I was in shock and didn't know what to do I wanted to be myself again and hated whoring myself out there and making money but it was profitable. 

I headed to my former college and found my old body walking with a girl and having fun. I ran up and grabbed him but he immediately put me on the ground. He told her I was an Gary yard worker who he under payed and would take care of it and he would meet her later. 

I pleaded to swap back and wanted my old life back. He laughed and said he would never go back to being a gay Mexican twink and loved life. He said he would pay me $100 to suck him off and walk away. I tried arguing but he said he would call the cops and say I was illegal and such. I sucked him off almost in tears and walked to a taxi and then headed back to my new life. 

I just don't know what to do and I'm very sad but I guess that's the life of a gay man whore, which is now my life

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I was still wearing my principals uniform whilst I was teaching another boring class of physics. The group wasn’t really interested and to be honest, neither was I.

As the college jock ran past the window and licked it whilst playing soccer. I wished only for a split second that I was that jock.
Suddenly I felt queasy and ran out of the room as the group began to laugh at my sudden bout of flatulence. I didn’t even make it to the washroom before I was stopped in my tracks by my own reflection.

“WOW” was the only comment i could muster, as I began to feel amazing, better than I had in years. I had been granted my wish. I was the jock.

I wandered back to the class room to see the entire group laughing at the window. There was my previous body being tackled to the ground wearing football gear that was far too small for him. My own clothes now far too big… What an amazing new body.

Secret Admirer (Part 2)

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As I finished my little “exploration” in Ryan’s body I toweled off and looked at my reflection in the mirror. I felt a welling in my chest… My heart beating,,, I stepped closer to the mirror and my- Ryan’s face began to blush. I ran a hand tenderly against his cheek and watched how his body moved to my whim’s; a rush but yet, I still felt so nervous.

I slowly raised my eyes to meet his, or should I say “my” own. My heart was pounding and I felt like I couldn’t breathe and I had to look away. Even with me in control I still couldn’t bring myself to look him in the eyes.

My knees quivered slightly as I tried to calm my beating heart.

I took a deep breathe and looked to the mirror again, staring myself straight in the eyes.

“Hey Ryan, I’m Jesse.” I reached a hand out,

This was silly, having this pretend talk with him, although I must say that it was still exciting and I could feel those butterflies dancing about my tummy.

I closed my eyes and pressed my face ever so slowly as I began to slowly close the distance between me and the mirror. When finally my lips met the mirror and I imagined how kissing someone as wonderful as Ryan would be, and I moved my tongue slightly, but not too much; using what I thought was the right amount of tongue before breaking “our” kiss…

I let my new eyes dance across the mirror as I slowly ran another hand across Ryan’s body; allowing my borrowed cock to twinge slightly. I laughed to myself, Ryan was far from a Narcissus but if people could see him now they would beg to differ!

I bit my lip as I ran a hand slowly down my strong chest and chiseled abdomen, I looked at the mirror and tried a few poses

I rubbed my abs while pinching my nipples with the other, closing my eyes and lost in this moment of pleasure… I could feel my cock twinging but I didn’t want to blow my load so I continued teasing myself, feeling all these strange new emotions and feelings. Ryan wasn’t a sexual guy, or so this body seemed, but it did enjoy my touch regardless…

I was jerked from my session by a knock on the door. ”Hurry up Ryan! Me and Sarah are going to the mall!” “J-just a minute!: I managed to call out, forgetting that other people lived in Ryan’s house too. I looked down at my cock; “Sorry friend, we can play later.” I made it jump and quickly wrapped a towel around my waist before opening the door to see Ryan’s sister, Jane.

“Who were you talking to in there?” she demanded. “Nobody, just myself.” I smiled his cocky smile and walked by, trying to conceal the monster beneath my towel.

I entered and closed the door quickly to Ryan’s room and locked the door before letting his towel fall to the floor. I looked down, “Hello again little partner” I said while it was strained to its limits, I let it jump a bit, and lightly pulled on it while walking around Ryan’s room.

I saw some photos of Ryan and his family, some of him when he was younger, in a few school plays, (that was something I didn’t know about!) my eyes came to rest on a photo of him with a trophy, he looked indescribably happy. What shocked me the most was it was the photo where he and I had worked together for the winning score of our junior lacrosse game. Our team was holding us high while we held each other’s hand high in the air. I smiled, I was still the shy boy I am today, but even I couldn’t contain my grin in that moment… Ryan sure was a mystery and I hoped that I could figure him out through this experience…

To be continued…

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A Big Thank You

As Sean has already said its the end of the month. And I would like to take the opportunity to thank the person who got us all working on these stories. Sean spends so much of his time teaching and coaching us all and i think he gets forgotten about from time to time. Not to mention the planning and co ordination it has taken. MtB is a great place and I love being a part of it.

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The Power of Two

Luis looks into the mirror and gently touches his face, only to flinch slightly. His eyes flick over to his friend Adam's reflection as he comes into the bathroom.

"Hey Luis, did you miss me?"

A smile flicks across Luis's face. "Man, I always miss you. It seems longer each time you're away."

Adam smiles. "Turn around, I want to see what I've been missing." Luis turns slowly, looking away. With a smile Adam ducks left and right to get a good look at his friend, then his smile fades as he looks Luis in the face. "Wh-- What happened?"

Luis turns away and looks at the deep purple bruise on this cheek in the mirror. "Nothing, it's OK, please don't worry about it, I don't want it to spoil what little time we have left."

Adam comes up close behind Luis, with a touch so light it makes him gasp. He had always loved Adam; they had been more than friends for longer than he could remember. A chill runs down Luis's back as his friend gently kisses his neck.

There's a knock on the door, and Adam quickly steps away from Luis just before it opens. It's Luis's father.

"Dad!" Luis protests.

"Oh... Sorry Luis," his father blushes. "I thought you were ready. Is that a bruise?"

Luis rolls his eyes. "Yes, it's a bruise. I walked into a door at school, it's nothing."

"OK, well I'll wait for you downstairs. Don't be long."

Adam steps over and raises his hand to his friends face, but Luis turns away. "Was it Dylan? Did he hit you again?" Luis slowly nods. "I wish you'd let me take care of him. You know he doesn't frighten me any more."

"Yeah I know, but I don't want you to get involved with him. He doesn't deserve your attention."

Adam sighs, gently holding his friend. "You know how much I love you, right?"

"Yeah, I know." Now it's Luis's turn to blush.

"I want to help you, it makes me angry that he picks on you. There is another way I can help."

Luis looks at his friends reflection. "No!"

"It's a sacrifice I'm prepared to make. You know that I don't have much to give now, only my love and it's the only way I can show you how much you mean to me." Adam replies

"But I'd never see you again. It's painful enough seeing you as rarely as I do already." Luis's lip trembles as he tries to fight a hidden emotion.

Adam looks into his eyes. "You wouldn't see me again--that is true, but we would be closer, closer than we'd ever been before." He rests a couple of fingers on Luis's chest. "Here." He touches his own chest. "And here, in our hearts."

Luis turns, resting his hands on the table. "Are you sure?"

"I've never been so sure, you mean everything to me and it's the last thing I have that I can give to you," Adam whispers.

There's a shout from downstairs. "Luis, it's almost time to go. We don't want to keep Adam's family waiting."

"I'll be right there," Luis shouts.

"It'll be fun," Adam smiles. "We'll be closer then we've ever been."

"OK." Luis mummers, glancing at his friends reflection.

"Close your eyes." Adam whispers.

Luis gasps as he feels a warmth rush over his entire body. A softness laps at his skin, and he lets out a groan as it penetrates his body, enveloping him completely.

Luis opens his eyes again and his friend is gone. He gasps again; and feels his friend grow within him. Luis is becoming stronger, bigger, better. Inside he hears a familiar voice warm and soothing; it's Adam. "Dylan won't be bothering us again."

Luis's father shouts again: "Luis?"

Luis quickly pulls a shirt over his larger body and pulls on a jacket, and runs down the stairs. "Are you ready?" his father asks. Luis's mother is standing next to him, they are both dressed in black.

Luis smiles faintly, "Yes, I think I am."

His father looks quizzically at Luis. "I thought you had a bruise."

Luis touches his face. It's warm, and there is none of the sharp pain there was before. "Fixed it for you." Adam whispers.

Luis's mother sighs, "Adam was such a nice boy, such a sad loss for someone so young." She gives Luis a hug. "I know he was special to you, very special. But I want you to know that we understand how painful it must be for you."

It's the second anniversary of Adam's untimely death. Luis squeezes his mother "I think, I'm ready to say goodbye. I know where he is now, with me in my heart.' She wipes a tear from her eye.

A voice inside Luis whispers "Together forever, the power of two, I'll be with you all the way."

Taking 2

by Slick Psych

“That was a great nite, babe.”

“Yeah, I enjoyed myself, though the suburban dad type body you’re using isn’t exactly the most enticing object for me, you made it work baby.”

Chris flexed his biceps while Andy lay on him stroking the man fur on his chest.

“Haha, by the way you’re coo-ing right now you’d have fooled me.”

“What can I say, you’re one hot dad!”

Chris nodded in agreement.

“Ok, let’s go get up and get going. The book-fair is in town and I don’t want us to be late.”

Andy rolled off of Chris and began to busy himself around the room. Chris got up and pulled on a pair of blue pajama bottoms. He posed with his hands on his hips while he addressed his husband.

“What, no breakfast in bed, honey?”

Andy let out a guffaw and continued to iron his clothes.

“Now babe, you know how I like my breakfast in bed on Saturday mornings. I’d expect you to at least do me this service after all I do for you and the kids…”

“Ok, you can cut this little fantasy of yours out. You know I don’t play the submissive house-wife role well. And eww! Sex with a woman… what a horrid thought!”

Chris sits on the bed and cracks a sly smirk at Andy. “Oh, I dunno. Can’t be all that bad.”

“Ooookkk. Can we talk about something else? Like what are you going to wear to the fair?”
Andy turns around and begins to head to the bathroom while Chris smiles stealthily. Andy continues: “Several of my favorite authors are going to be there and I want you to be on your most sophisticated behavior.”

As Andy turned his back to go into the bathroom, Chris lowers his head and begins his shapeshifting. First, his skin takes on a noticeably browner hue… tattoos begin to etch themselves around his arms and chest and his bone structure rearranges …

“And babe…” Andy comes back in time to watch as Chris finishes his transformation…”CHRIS! WHAT THE FUCK!”

Chris lifts his head and smirks coyly at Andy. “What up babi boy?”

“REALLY? CHRIS BROWN? The most homophobic and crass jerk to trick audiences into loving him?!?”

Chris looks unamused at the accusations. “Yo, team breezy for life. You gotta learn how to have some fun nigga.”

“Ewwww. C’mon! Please don’t wear this persona!”

The Breezy Imposter stands up and begins to flex his body. “Listen homie, why don’t you relax and come let me lay you down a minute.”

Andy, despite being an outspoken critic of Chris Brown’s music and lifestyle, couldn’t help but feel enticed by the pure sexual energy radiating from the way that Chris was moving. He looked into Chris’s eyes… they were luring him almost daring him to traverse down a road of sexual abuse and sadistic pleasure. He could see why Chris Brown always won… the man’s body screamed of raw and dominant sexual energy.

Smiling knowingly, Andy continued: “You know, the real Chris Brown would have a heart attack if he knew you were behaving like this with his image.”

“Whay you talkn ‘bout shawte, da real Breezy is right here lookin atchu. And the real Breezy want some real good sex right about now.”

Chris leaned in and began to kiss Andy furiously. The two made love, madly, through the night.