In all truth, you always thought that. The 38 year old man had always kept a pretty solid physique, although it was clear that all he did was workout during this time.

"You remember my friend Don? Donny? He's that gay guy– the one married to Chris"

You try to pull faces from your head as you think through his friends, there is a person that comes by semi regularly to have a beer with him. Blonde, well built himself, but definately much smaller than Caleb. You remember how Donny had some issues with his relationship, they themselves were on the cusp of a divorce and you think that because of that Caleb and Donny really bonded.

"Well back in college we used to hangout a lot, spent every waking moment together pretty much. We'd drive to school together, go out together, the whole shebang." He looked to the side, a slight blush creeping across his handsome face, "and well, we also experimented alot with eachother... to put it lightly. That picture was actually taken right after we 'did the deed' as the kids say. We were kinda sex addicts"

"Ew! I do not need to hear that." You feign, laughing as you push him away playfully, "and I think the only people who say that are geezers like you."

He chuckles, his voice lowering a bit as his expression changed.

"He actually asked me out then, but I wasn't ready to come out, to put a label to it y'know? Bi people didn't really 'exist' back in thise days haha. I said some things I regret, we grew apart, and then I reached out to him a few years later when your mom and I seperated." He looked away from you, his voice softer, "I apologized to him and he so graciously gave me a second chance. Sometimes I wonder though what wouldve happened If I had said yes." feel your eyelids get very heavy.

Closing them you hear another voice. Again- similar, but you can't place it. Opening your eyes you notice that you're still in the basement, but everything is rearranged slightly. It looks much more like a living room than the messy storage room it had become. Cans of energy drinks, soda, and beer were strewn about. Looking behind you, you find the voice. A blonde man slumped over the couch, handsome. He looks up at you expectantly.

"Caleeebbb, can you top tonight? I really wanna feel your cock in me" he whined, his waist grinding up against the couch.

You look around, expecting him to come out, scanning for any traces of that purple hair, but instead you see that purple in your peripheral. You gasp, running to the bathroom as your questions were answered. No longer were you, you. You were Caleb. Running your hands down your powerful torso, you feel the abs ripple undernesth your long fingers, callouses causing you sensory overload as your dick starts to chub. You flex every muscle you can possibly flex. This had to be a dream.

Donny walks over, leaning against the doorframe his arms crossed.

"God you don't have to be such a dick about it bro, I'll top its whatever-"

"No no no- I can." Your voice deeper, like Caleb's but much younger than you remember. Your large hands grip his shoulders.

A look of amusement spreads across his face, a slight grin, "eager huh? You usually never wanna top."

"Well, I've had a change of heart." You feel your dick rubbing up against his stomach, you wrap your hands around his head and pull him in for a kiss, passionate, firey. After a second of making out he pulls away.

"What has gotten into you? You usually just want to fuck and be done with it, but you're really putting effort in now huh?" His breath came to a whisper as he looked into your eyes.

"Im a changed man" you smile, launching back into a kiss as you two traverse, spinning around back onto the couch. You rip off his clothes as you ravenously trail him down his body. Savoring the smell of sweat and weed. Getting down to his dick you wrap your mouth around his cock head, expertly pleasing him as his back arches against the couch, his breaths staggared.

"Oh fuck, fuck jesus, wow you've gotten... ugh so- so much better at that" he stutters as you take the whole thing, sucking out every drop of pre. You unlatch as you signal for him to turn around. You've never felt so powerful, so sexy in your life.

Your long dick slides in between his cheeks as shudders.

"Go slow, remember I can't take all of it."

"I have an idea" you say, grabbing a bottle of lube as you start finger him. His moans become louder and louder.

"Oh fuck baby stretch me out" he grunts as you fit 3 finger in, squirting more lube out as you insert the tip. Slowly you start to pump in, feeling how tight he is, contracting against your cock.

"F-fuck" he whispers. You reach the hilt of your cock as he moans deeply.

"You're such a good slut" you mutter, gripping his waist as you start to thrust, rapidly picking up the pace.

"You like that huh, you whore." Your words come out aggressively as he moans in utter bliss.

"Y-yes daddy fuck..." his voice barely audible.

While fucking him you bend over to whisper in his ear.

"Tell me who you belong to."

"You.." he whimpers.

"Who the fuck do you belong to?" You say again, more aggressively.

"I BELONG TO YOU CALEB" he screams as you do one last thrust cumming deep inside him as your cum drips out, his hole pulsating. That was the most cum you had seen in your life. He lays there in bliss, covered in his own spunk.

Just then a click is heard at the door, your grandmother- er your Mother comes in with a hamper of laundry, she sees you standing above him, your cock dripping with cum and closes the door. Through the door you hear here yelling

"Boys what did I say about putting a damn sock on the door, ive walked in on yall more times than me and your father have had sex in the past decade!"

You both chuckle as you help to clean away the cum off Donny with your shirt. He wouldn't stop looking at you. His blue eyes piercing through you as you took care of him. This time around he wasn't going to fuck it up. Caleb- he deserved a happy life.