Do You Like Being Pissed On?

Ain’t Easy Bein’ You

As Mark closes the door to his room from having dinner with his loving parents, his good posture and preppy jock persona diminish with a sigh and an eye roll, and his posture relaxes, pulling on the collar of his button up, now finding it restrictive and tight eyes meeting his own reflection”Damn kid, it ain’t easy bein’ you that’s for fuckin’ sure, but I guess it’s my fault for takin you on a whim” he says in a thick southern accent, sounding odd coming from his deep youthful broish voice.

“Thanks for dinner, it was great, love you, heh what fuckin’ bullshit” he mocked himself as he unbuttoned his top, revealing his muscular chest. Rubbing his hands up and down the musculature letting a low moan escape his lips. Something mark wouldn’t usually do, never one to show off, not even to himself. “But shit if this don’t make all the damn fake preppy bs I gotta do worth it, I guess I can keep playin little Mr perfect a while longer, though there ain’t nothing’ little about you is there?” He says patting the bulge in his pants.

Posing and flexing his youthful jock in the mirror, he makes a pouty face and mocks his reflection “aw now doing be makin’ that face at me boy I’m here to stay, already got everyone yer close to fooled. There ain’t no way I’m leaving yer hunky bod.”

Mark eventually drops the shirt fully exploring his body “though there might be a couple things I’m rearing to change about MY new life, first thing is that damn gal friend of yers, she annoys the fuckin’ life outta me, sorry boy but i ain’t waistin’ time on chicks lookin’ like this” he says squeezing his pecs.

“don’t know why you were in the first place when you had so many fellas lookin’ yer way. Mhmm fuck this’ll be fun, and yer dumb as parents don’t have a fuckin’ clue”

Almost as if on cue he hears a knocking at his door and he hears the mothers voice “just wanted to say goodnight sweetheart, I’ll see you tomorrow” immediately he switches his voice back to the regular Mark “goodnight mom, love you” then he hears her footsteps leave his door

“Stupid bitch” he mutters to himself.

Can someone send me a private message, I want a second opinion on something I'm doing.

Happy Pills

Maria happily snapped several selfie with her boyfriend, Carlo, before going to her work in the advertising agency downtown. She promised that she'll be home quick today for their 5th anniversary and Carlo also already cleared his training schedule with his clients for today so he will not be using fatigue as a reason to not go out for the anniversary dinner. They kissed passionately before Maria walked out from the door, Carlo playfully grabbed her ass and caused her to moan before she giggled and swat his hand away

"Later, big man. You'll have all of me tonight," she promised with a seductive wink as she finally leaves the apartment. Carlo then closes the door and sighed, staring at his own palm with disgust as the feeling of grabbing that ass caused him to shiver

"This nasty muscle pig has such a disgusting reflex," he muttered under his breath as he walked to the makeshift gym and started his home workout.

It's arm day for the day, not because he wanted it, but because that's just what Carlo scheduled for Friday and he simply doesn't bother to change it. He would never be able to lift these weight with his wiry arm or properly maintained his form and posture throughout the whole ordeal, but this is simply a routine weight for Carlo and having a pumped muscular arm like his definitely helped to hit the rep and even surpassed it till failure.

Then, like on autopilot, he moved on to the cable machine and started on his tricep pushdown. But not even a minute to the workout, someone rings his doorbell. But as if chased by something, this person clearly tried to rush him to open the door, which angered him as he yelled using his booming voice

"Wait up, fucker, I can hear you,"

With a very aggressive move and probably affected by the latest pump from the arm workout he just did, Carlo opened the door and almost slammed it to the wall. The red-haired nerd on the other side of the door that's been bugging him looked slightly terrified by the reaction before smirking comfortably

"Seems like you also get his aggressive behavior now, what a drastic improvement,"

"Yeah, I think I have everything now. Just crushed his workout before you interrupted me,"

"Well, sorry not sorry. Are you not going to let me in?"

"Carlo would never, but Carlo also hated the fact that his snooping neighbors might get suspicious on why on Earth he befriended a frocio like you, so come on in,"

Barry flinched listening to the slur that Carlo casually dropped, but he brushed it aside as that's typical Carlo. As Barry stepped into the apartment, he witnessed how everything remained quintessentially Carlo, from the music played, the content of the fridge and even the musk that lingered in the air. Yet, there's this underlying vibe of improvement as Carlo no longer left his dirty laundry scattered on the floor and his livestreaming room well-cleaned. It's been more than a week, almost two weeks even, and clearly Henry did a very great job to seamlessly slipped into Carlo and take reign over his life to improve Carlo.

As they headed to the balcony for Carlo's quick fix, Barry also cannot help but noticed the suitcase of his sister right by Carlo's bedside. She clearly didn't realize anything amiss if she stayed this long without saying anything, maybe she's happy that Carlo acted slightly nicer and less temperamental? That's his brief to Henry after all, to treat his sister nicer, maybe he should ask her a bit when she visits his apartment later next week about the recent changes to Carlo

"So, do you feel good?"

"Never been better. Popped this pill once a day and he never resurfaced ever since the takeover day. I still don't get the mechanics, but I literally slipped into his body and took him over with no resistance whatsoever. It's like as if his brain deactivated and my presence phased into him reactivated it yet I was the one left in control,"

"You still have enough stock of it, right?"

"Well, this one will last me for the next 25 days, so, no worries. As I said, one pill is enough to keep him down for 24 hours and I always chugged one right before the 24 hours elapsed,"

So the calculation of the dosage is spot-on. 1 pill for every 24 hours. Maybe he should tell Henry to not drink the pill right on time, see the effect for further learning and accuracy?

"Okay, nice. Maybe we should test up a couple new things for the next few weeks. See how long the pills might lock the real one to not resurface. 24 hours is a hypothetical assumption after all. Anyway, we will not start it right away, give me a week or two and in the meantime, you better call me if anything weird happened, seizure, brain fog, anything, inform me or the team right away, okay?"

"Yeah, okay. Ohh, anyway.....I noticed in one of the pills, there's this---"

Carlo choked Barry in the balcony and forcefully shoved a pill to his throat. The skinny scientist is no match to his friend in possession of the bodybuilder's body, so he eventually leave his mouth opened several seconds too long and that's enough time for Carlo to shove the pill down Barry's throat. Barry writhed on the floor, the numbness quickly spread all over his body before his whole form remained stiff on the floor.

Then, a dark-haired young man, not older than 25, strut from the room next door with malicious smirk plastered on his face, he seemed to be eavesdropping everything since Barry walked in judging on how timely he waltzed in to Carlo's apartment

"Oh, look at him, you are so brilliant, baby,"

He kissed Carlo passionately, the much-bigger bodybuilder seemed to be small next to the tattoed guy despite outsizing him by quite a margin

"We can do so many beautiful things with his pills, don't you think so, baby? I can get a few hundreds more as him and then we're free to go to do what we want! Ohhh I can already imagine slipping into that big daddy that lived alone several doors from here and fuck you silly with that big, muscular form baby, sounds amazing, right?"

Carlo just nodded like a puppy, his body language turned meek and excited listening to the tattoed guy as he helped him dragging Barry's body back inside the apartment. Rubbing his hands and licking his lips, the tattoed guy started to strip himself as he gets himself ready to phase into Barry

"Arrivederci, baby. I'll be back soon," he muttered to Carlo as he lunged deep into Barry's form

I need help with a story, can someone help me?

Leasing Services

The first time

It was a very weird experience, you know, to be possessed by someone else. My friend Asher was the one that convinced me to go and join this organization. At first, I was very skeptical, the idea that you can lease your body for a week sounded more like something coming from a science book than anything else. But Asher told me that he had done it himself several times and, after he showed his bank statements, I decided to give it a try.  Gladly, there were so many things that make this process a lot more secure. Asher told me to create a pseudonym and rent a place far from home whenever I was going to let someone take over my flesh. In this way I could protect my life, my reputation, from those freaks that wish to walk in my shoes. The company also empowered his partners, I could read the profile of my guests and they will only be able to possess my body if felt comfortable with whom they are and their intentions of being inside my body.

Of course, for the first time, I needed to do it with someone that I trusted. Asher was more than happy to help me. I drive on my motorcycle about an hour to a remote cabin. There I meet my friend who gave a blue pill. He ingested a red one and it took less than a minute to feel an essence penetrating my flesh. I expected that it was going to be fun being only a spectator of my own life, but that was far from the truth. It was very difficult to don’t have a say in anything that your body does. Asher dedicated a lot of time exploring my flesh, trying my clothes, and doing some stuff that I wouldn’t agree. However, I know that I needed to endure. One week for 100k, that was a life changing deal. “Jake, I didn’t know you were so fucking hot… your body will be in high demand. Trust me, you will soon become a millionaire.”

The second time

I was very excited as I drove my motorcycle towards that mansion. This was my first client, and I couldn’t wish for someone better. His name was Ralph, and he was loaded. His place was filled with luxury cars, statues, and so many other expensive shit. He was in his early 50’s and he wanted to take a trip of a lifetime, two weeks in the amazing Greek islands. According to Asher, the amount that he was offering me for that timeframe was on the higher end. Also, Ralph gave me a lot of good vibes. He was just a man that wanted to have a hot body to showcase in the beach. It was a superfluous reason, but I think that most of the people on the platform were in this due to that. As expected, he dedicated the first moments inside my body to take a long shower and try all the designer clothes that he bough for the trip. To be honest, I just hope that he let me keep those clothes as I look extremely hot in them. Sure enough, the place, the food, and the night life were amazing. I was not in control, but I have a blast. I just hope that I can come back to this place and be one making the decisions.

The third time

When Gus contacted me through the app, I wasn’t certain that I wanted to help him. The kid didn’t have money to paid for our expensive service and, when asked why he wanted to borrow my body, he was unable to offer a clear concise answer. At first, it seemed to be a shady business. But the kid kept talking to me and, through our conversations, I realized that he was a man with a lot of confidence issues and that the only thing that he wanted was to borrow my body to see what it felts to date a girl that he liked. In fact, he only seemed to need a confidence boost and, after so much thought, I was willing to help him. I drive across the country to reach his house. It was a surprise for him. He was so excited that he would be able to walk in my body for a day… even more when I told him that it was going to be free of charge. It was rather cute; he was like a small kid on Christmas day. I was surprised that he spent most of the day lifting weights at the gym. In the evening, he put a nice suit and invited his crush on a date. It went really well, but to my surprise, when Gus had a chance, he didn’t make a move. He realized that all of this was a farce… but at least now he knows that there is good chemistry between him and that girl. I am happy for him; I am happy that allowing him walking on my shoes let him realize that his life is not as bad.  Hopefully this experience gave him the motivation to do all his dreams a reality.

The last time

The moment that Sam took over my flesh, I knew that there was something wrong. In theory he wanted my body in order to go to a fashion gala in a more suitable form. However, he quickly went to my motorcycle and star driving home… my home. Panic started to invade me. How does he know who I really am? How does he know where I live? It was very frustrating as I saw how this impostor began to live my life. He meets with my friends, my family and went to my work at the local gym. I could only scream as I realized that I would be only a spectator from now on.

“So, Sam, do you like your new home” Someone asked as my body answered the phone.

“Yeah, I don’t know how you convince him to do this.”

“Easy, I possessed the body of his friend for a couple of months.”

“I see… well… he knew the risks… man I will love to be the new Jason.”

“Happy to help, don’t forget to recommend us to your older friends. Definitely we can find them a body as good as that of Jason.”

Hany Rambod’s New Body (POLL)

Hany Rambod is a 24x Olympia coach who trained the best muscle monsters out there like Chris Bumstead and Phil Heath, but seeing the new generation of bodybuilders, makes him yearn for his younger days and the spotlight.

Though Chris Bumstead was originally planned to be his next body, but decided to go someone younger with a lot of potential which he settled on two younger upcoming bodybuilders: Axel and Sean

Which Body Should Hany take?

Axel?

Sean?

Saliendo de prisión

Historia pedida por @malevessel

Saben crecer teniendo una vida muy dura fue algo que le toco a mi familia, hace 24 años cuando yo tenia una año mis padres fallecieron y quedé al cuidado de Leo, el es mi tío segundo, era mi único familiar, lo malo que el no estaba muy bien económicamente y nos tocó vivir siempre limitados, cuando entré a la escuela el se aumentaba por días y luego regresaba con dinero para pagar mis estudios, mi ropa, y en general todo lo que ocupábamos, todo lo que tengo se lo debo a el, pero cuando cumplí 18 el no regreso, me quedé a vivir solo, conseguí un empleo y apoyos para poder estudiar, me gradué de abogado.

Hace unos meses un preso me solicitó para llevar su caso ya que aparentemente su anterior abogado había renunciado, yo llegué a mi reunión con el pero cuando me estaban llevando a una sala para poder hablar con el pasamos por un área en la que vi a un hombre que me resultó familiar, creí a haber visto al tío Leo, cuando finalmente salí de mi reunión con mi cliente pedí a uno de los guardias si podía ver al señor que creía era mi tío, el guardia me dijo que estaba equivocado ya que ese prisionero dijo que no tenia familiares, pero como la información que le di al guardia coincidía con la del preso excepto el echo de la familia logré conseguir una reunión con el, cuando lo vi me reconoció, comencé a llorar de la felicidad y del enojo ya que no sabía porque me dejó solo, pero a la vez estaba alegre de volverlo a ver, luego me enteré que el fue a prisión por robar, resulta que para obtener el dinero para mantenernos a flote el robaba y vendía lo que robaba, eso me hizo sentir culpable, busque algún medio legal para sacarlo, pero resulta que en su estancia en prisión no había tenido buena conducta ya que se metía en varios problemas y casi mata a la última persona que todo ya que le causó un infarto durante el atraco.

Yo buscaba un vacío legal pero no encontré nada, no me quedo más opción que rendirme, le visitaba varias veces a la semana, hace una semana decidí buscar por última vez fui a la biblioteca local a buscar más libro y vi un libro raro que me llamó la atención, se llamaba la magia del cuerpo y alma, el libro explicaba como hacer 3 cosas, viajes astrales, posesiones y regresiones, también habían varias advertencias pero no había problema la mayoría eran casos poco probables, yo soy escéptico pero por pura curiosidad lo llevé a casa, probé el hechizo de viaje astral, seguí los pasos y de pronto estaba flotando sobre mi cuerpo,era asombroso, no lo podía creer, entonces fui a explorar el vecindario y después regrese.

Al día siguiente tenia un plan le enseñaría a mi tío y dejaría que tomara mi cuerpo, luego saldría y le buscaríamos un nuevo cuerpo temporal, ya que ni por su edad lo dejarían salir de prisión debido a su "ola de crímenes".

Así llegamos al día de hoy, fui temprano en mi moto a la prisión, ya le había explicado todo a mi tío, le dije el plan desde antes me pararía cerca de la prisión y entonces el me poseía, ser iría a mi casa y me dejaría para salir y buscar el cuerpo de algún vecino, y la primera parte paso como planeamos.

Me pare afuera de la prisión, un guardia me vio y preguntó si iba a pasar, le dije que no, que estaba pensando algunas cosas pero no era seguro, solo se dio la vuelta, entonces sentí un frío inundar mi espalda, era una sensación sorprendentemente incomoda, mi espalda se contrata, entonces escuché la voz del tío Leo.

Leo: hey muchacho ya estoy aquí vámonos.

Erick: no puedo tío tu estas tomando el control, ya no siento mis piernas.

Leo: es cierto esto se siente bien sabes poder sentir zapatos cómodos otra vez.

Eric: me alegra eso, tío antes de nada debo decirte que leyendo las advertencias ayer me di cuenta que la posesión tiene un efecto que...

Leo POV:

Leo: cual efecto, que pasa?

Genial ya se fue, sabíamos que el proceso era rápido pero no tanto, bueno creo que lo mejor será ir a casa, tome la moto de Erick y conduje hasta la casa, el sentimiento de libertad me hizo tan feliz que pensé que no haría daño si me paseaba un rato por el camino.

Luego me di cuenta que había pasado mas de una hora y en eso recibí un llamado de la prisión informando mi aparente muerte, pero solo dije que iría después, sabía que Erick probablemente no tendría mucho tiempo ya que no me pudo dar la advertencia completa.

Al entrara la casa , me vi en un espejo, era tan raro ver a Erick en el reflejo y no a mi, comencé a buscar el libro que no encontraba por ningún lado, estuve buscando por mas de media hora, entonces comencé a sentir una extraña ola de excitación, pero sabía que no debía hacer nada por respeto a mi sobrino, seguía buscando pero la sensación cada vez era mayor, el cuerpo que habitaba estaba caliente y duro, entonces encontré el libro, buscaba el apartado de posesión y por algún motivo sentía como cada vez mi cuerpo estaba a punto de correrse, encontré la página y las advertencias decían cosas como que no hay seguridad de mantener personalidad y un montón de cosas específicas pero no de gran importancia, entonces llegué a un párrafo que de no se por mi estado en el cual ya sentía como gotas de semen escapaban de mi pene prestado me habría dado un paro de lo grave que era.

Debido a que el cuerpo humano está echo para que un alma habite en su interior suele haber una relación que a la hora de la posesión se corta, ya que el alma del dueño original se desconecta para dar paso al del nuevo anfitrión, por lo que debes estar seguro de que escogiste al cuerpo correcto o de lo contrario déjalo usando el mismo hechizo para regresar a tu cuerpo o saltar al cuerpo de alguien más, ya que al desconectar el alma original esta solo cuenta con 2 horas antes de ser expulsada de su cuerpo, este se daría a través de un estado de éxtasis en el cual el cuerpo se auto estimulará para correrse y sacar el alma original, una vez fuera el alma ahora líquida deberá ser almacenada en algún recipiente, vaciado en algún objeto o persona para no perderse, ya que de quedar expuesta reaccionara como cualquier fluido y al secarse se desvanecerá de manera permanente.

No podía creer lo que leía ya que sentía como me estaba corriendo en contra de mi voluntad, entonces me di cuenta de lo que pasaba, acababa de pasar, Erick acaba de salir de su cuerpo, me deje llevar por sentirme libre y desperdicie el tiempo de mi nieto antes de ser separado de su cuerpo, de manera rápida me quite el traje y lo coloque sobre mi entrepierna con la esperanza que mi sobrino aun estuviera en parte dentro de el pero ya era tarde, toda su esencia aparentemente quedó impregnada en el traje de motociclista que llevaba.

Busque en el libro pero no había nada que dijera como revertir esto, solamente descubrí que ahora Erick estaría en ese traje, tome el traje pero al tocarlo escuche su voz.

Erick: tío, me puedes escuchar?

Leo: si, pero como es esto posible.

Erick: no lo se exactamente pero creo que es como si pudiera sentirte cuando tomaste el traje porque antes de eso todo era silencio.

Fue entonces que una idea paso por mi mente, me volví a colocar el traje y sentía como si alguien estuviera conmigo.

Leo: si, eso es cierto, que bueno que esta esta opción.

Erick.: que pasa?, puedo ver otra vez, y sentir, eso es buen... porque no puedo mover nada?

Leo: creo que al usar el traje puedes ver y sentir como si fuera tu cuerpo pero siendo un espectador desde donde no puedes mover nada pero si comunicarte, como en las películas.

Erick: bueno eso es mejor a nada.

Leo: concuerdo es algo positivo.

Eric: si para remediar a medias tu desastre.

Leo: lo se debí venir antes de que esto pasara, pero ya no puedo hacer nada créeme yo quisiera que esto no hubiera pasado.

Las lágrimas brotaban de los ojos de Erick mientras me sentía impotente y sin control de nada, el trato de consolarme a pesar que se llevó la peor parte del asunto, fue muy cruel de mi parte ya que yo conseguí un cuerpo más joven, una vida intachable y un nuevo inicio, mientras que el solo se podía imaginar el resto de su vida como un traje de motociclista.

Dos meses después..

Erick pov:

Ya han pasado dos meses desde que mi vida se vio terminada para ser un simple traje, pero no es tan malo, el tío Leo, me usa seguido y me consulta sobre como llevar mi carrera, mi vida y todo en general, hace lo que yo quiero para compensar lo que pasó, además de que consiguió un romee, Aron, que en secreto aveces me usa porque le gusta como se ve conmigo puesto, yo disfruto de sentir y ver lo que el hace, en especial cuando me usa y se calienta, es como volver a sentir los placeres carnales que el tío nunca haría ya que soy su sobrino, pero Aron satisface muy bien ese lado.

The Possession of Privilege

Sebastian had always been the life of the party, the golden boy with the world at his feet. That night was no different as he left the upscale bar, his laughter echoing in the cool night air. The alcohol had numbed his senses, making the city lights blur into a mesmerizing dance as he stumbled towards his car. He was too intoxicated to notice the slight weave in his steps or the way his speech slurred when he greeted the valet. With a careless toss of his keys, he slid into the driver's seat, the engine roaring to life under his unsteady hand. The thrill of the night still coursed through him, fueling his reckless decision to drive.

As he pulled onto the road, the world spun slightly, but Sebastian laughed it off, feeling invincible in his youth and wealth. However, his arrogance was quickly cut short by the flashing lights of a police cruiser behind him. He cursed under his breath, his buzz fading into a sobering realization of his predicament. Officer John Matthews stepped out of the cruiser, his silhouette authoritative under the streetlights.

From John's side, the night had started like any other shift, patrolling the streets, looking for those who broke the law. But when he spotted the erratic driving of a silver sports car, he knew this wasn't just another routine stop. As he approached the vehicle, the smell of alcohol confirmed his suspicions. The driver, a young man with tousled hair and an air of entitlement, was clearly drunk. John's heart raced with a mix of duty and an unexpected thrill; this was no ordinary DUI. This was Sebastian, the son of one of the city's wealthiest families, a life John had always envied.

With practiced ease, John read Sebastian his rights, his voice firm yet tinged with an underlying excitement. He pulled out his handcuffs, the metal glinting under the streetlights. As he secured Sebastian's wrists behind his back, he felt a surge of power, not just from the arrest but from the opportunity before him. The young man, too drunk to resist, mumbled incoherently as John guided him to the back of the police cruiser.

Once Sebastian was pinned to the car, John leaned in close, his breath hot against Sebastian's ear. "You're in for a surprise, rich boy," he whispered, his voice low and seductive. Before anyone could notice, John murmured an ancient spell he had discovered in a forgotten tome. The spell allowed him to enter and possess another's body by entering through their back. A sudden flash of light, an otherworldly sensation, and John found himself handcuffed next to the car.

Now in control, John, as Sebastian, felt the cold metal of the handcuffs against his new wrists. He quickly glanced around, ensuring no one was around. With a subtle movement, he let the key to the handcuffs fall from his pocket, a pre-planned action before he had initiated the spell. He then leaned forward, his body awkwardly contorted due to the cuffs, and managed to pick up the key with his fingers.

With a deft twist, he unlocked the cuffs, freeing his new hands. Standing up, he adjusted his clothing, feeling the luxurious fabric of Sebastian's outfit against his skin. He looked back at his new body in the side mirror and smirked. "Sorry, Sebastian, but I think I'll take it from here," he said to himself, his voice now smooth and rich, unlike his usual gruff tone.

Without wasting any time, John, now fully in Sebastian's body, drove away from the scene. He knew he had to act quickly before anyone realized what had happened. 

In the privacy of Sebastian's opulent apartment, John stood in front of a large, ornate mirror. He was wearing a luxurious silk robe, feeling the smooth fabric against his new, youthful skin. He admired his reflection, the toned body of Sebastian, and couldn't help but feel a thrill at the transformation.

John, still adjusting to his new voice, began to pretend to have a dialogue with his vessel, Sebastian:

"Hey, Sebastian," John said, his voice smooth and rich, unlike his usual gruff tone. "Look at us now, living the dream you took for granted."

He ran his hands over his chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath the silk. "You had everything, didn't you? Money, freedom, and now, unfortunately for you, me."

John chuckled softly, the sound echoing in the marble bathroom. "I promise I'll take good care of your life. Better than you ever did, I reckon."

His hands continued their exploration, moving lower, past the silk robe to the waistband of his underwear. He admired the defined lines of his new body, the way the muscles tapered down to his groin. With a slow, deliberate motion, he slipped his hand inside, feeling the warmth and the firmness of Sebastian's cock. It was thick, with a smooth, velvety texture, and already semi-hard from the excitement of the situation.

"Look at you," John whispered, his breath catching as he began to stroke himself. He gripped the shaft firmly, his fingers tracing the prominent veins, feeling the pulse of blood as it swelled in his hand. He moved his hand up and down, slowly at first, savoring the sensation of the foreskin gliding over the head, which was now glistening with a bead of precum.

He used his thumb to spread the precum over the tip, making it slick, enhancing the glide of his strokes. "So perfect, so... powerful," he murmured, his voice thick with desire. The silk robe fell open, revealing more of his new body. John's eyes were locked on his reflection, the sight of his own hand moving rhythmically over Sebastian's cock adding to the eroticism of the moment.

As he continued, his movements became more urgent, his breathing heavier. He watched in the mirror as his hand worked faster, the precum now mixing with his saliva as he spit into his palm for more lubrication. The sound of his wet strokes filled the room, a testament to his arousal.

John's perverse curiosity took over. He leaned closer to the mirror, watching intently as he used his other hand to gently tug at his balls, feeling their weight and warmth. "You like that, don't you, Sebastian?" he whispered, his voice dripping with a perverse delight. He squeezed them lightly, then more firmly, watching his reflection wince and moan.

His focus returned to his cock, now fully erect and throbbing. He spat again, this time directly onto the head, watching the saliva mix with precum before he began to stroke again, faster, more aggressively. He loved the way the slick sounds echoed in the bathroom, amplifying his perverse pleasure.

Finally, with a deep moan, John felt the tension build to a peak. His body tensed, and with a few final, firm strokes, he came, his cum shooting out in thick, white ropes, landing on the mirror in front of him. He watched, mesmerized, as the cum dripped down the glass, a stark contrast to the cool, reflective surface. He smeared some of it with his finger, bringing it to his lips, tasting the salty sweetness, further indulging in his perverse exploration.

"We're going to make some changes, you and I," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. "First, no more reckless driving. We'll keep this body in prime condition."

Enjoying life

This is Carl, the fiancé of my daughter. Seems nice, huh?

Wrong. He is total dumbass. Fucking vanilla boring if you ask me. Healthy lifestyle and weight-lifitng. Fuck that. When I was young I just wanted to enjoy life. And I still do. The issue here is that I don't have much time left. Yeah, maybe I was enjoying my life way too much. Drinking, motorcycles, cigars. And as you can guess. I got cancer. The doctor said I might have weeks, maybe months.

And guess who appeared back in my life after hearing the news. Yeah, my daughter and her fucking Carl. I know they just want to get money from me. But you know what? I won't let them fuck with me like this. I got my own plans

As I started my plan. Set the money transfers, my will, my suicide note, everything. All I need now is for Kelly to leave for the trip with her friends. Kelly took her time, but eventually left.

Let's begin. I observed Carl on the balcony. Little fucker. Parading here shirtless just in a towel. I'll show you, you little brat

I ate enough shrooms and then approahced him.

"Hey, Mr. Bennett. You look a little pale. Are you ok?"

"When I will become you, I will be just fine." I pushed myself against him.

A dramatic battle of wills followed. He isn't so week as he seemed. But eventually I won anyway

I went to get the cigarettes I had stached on the balcony

"Finally I can enjoy atleast cigarettes. The cigars will have to wait for now."

I lit one and put it in my mouth. A familiar taste entered my new mouth.

I had two more after that one. Then I went to get some clothes from Carls wardrobe. I had to keep the plan going to get some alibi.

But suddenly Kelly appeared. "Hey, honey. Just forgot something to take with me. We' pushed the departure time for an hour, so I have some time to spend with you. Have you seen dad? Is he around somewhere?"

"No, I think he went to lie down. He wasn't feeling well."

Now, if you have a great moral compass, it's time for you to stop the story here. Because everything ended well and you can go to sleep.

If you stayed, well... You're just as a disturbing person as I am, so keep your judging for yourself.

Kelly took the towel and threw it behind her. We proceeded to kiss. But weirdly enough I was looking at her as another different woman. Not my daughter anymore. Than she went down a gave me a head. I can assure you that this girl is a pro and knows what she's doing. I have had my fare share of woman in my life before. But this has been one of the best blow jobs I have ever experienced.

And yeah. This is me now. I added some new tatoos to my body. Got myself a nice new collection of cigars and a motorbike. My new motorcycle is arriving on Tuesday, so I can't wait to enjoy my new life with Kelly. Carl and Kelly. Cute, huh?

Oh, and one thing. Carl forgot to mention to Kelly that he was bisexual. It was pretty wierd, when I was cheating on her with some girl and her boyfriend came, that I wanted to fuck him too. And I did. So yeah. I fuck with everybody I fancy now. Talk about enjoying life!

Ck......such a close call. I would've been captured if I didn't have the ring with me and this guy didn't lounge around in his low-fenced backyard getting some tan with his eyes closed. Guess the case will be a cold one and my whereabout will remain a mystery for those poor cops. And me? Well......he is....scratch that, I am a recently married man.....and I cannot wait for my pregnant wife to give birth to our lovely kid and make our family even more complete. He got some business ideas up in his sleeve to sustain the family's life aside from his income being a sponsored fitness influencer and adult entertainer. Hmm.... maybe rather than landscaping, I can put my own twist to it and start planting my own weed as long as my wife agrees to it