#(unintentional)

(Original Story posted August 19th 2024) This story has been mildly Updated!

The eyes are the windows to the soul. I’d never realised just how true that saying really was until recently. Now I understand. Because whenever I looked into Leo’s eyes, I could always see Rory staring right back at me. Even now as we sat together in this cozy little coffee shop. He looked over at me while innocently sipping on an iced latte. Leo’s eyes still gleamed with the same love that Rory’s always had for me.

It was enough to give immediate butterflies. Though, if I was being totally honest, Leo’s body was enough to do that on its own. All that size and hairy muscle… it was something else. And now that it was under Rory’s control, I had the honour of worshipping that hunky body every day.

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3 months ago Rory had been involved in a terrible accident. You might be thinking he was in a car crash or a work related incident. Nope. It was a fucking lightning strike. A freak thunderstorm that’d come out of nowhere decided that, of all the places to strike lightning, it was gonna slam down only inches away from my boyfriend. A lot of victims survive lightning strikes in some manner but Rory wasn’t so lucky. That strike took him out for good. Or at least that’s what everyone thought.

His body had been taken away and I left to mourn along with his family as we planned Rory’s funeral. It didn’t feel real at the time. Like it was all some sick joke. But that’s when it happened.

One night, as I was looking back on some of our pictures together, I felt something cold press against my back. I hardly had time to react before I felt it pressing inside me. I couldn’t grab or see whatever it was, only feel as it seeped deeper into my skin. As it forced its way into my body, it attempted to take control. I tried to fight, resulting in my body and limbs flailing around chaotically, but it was no use. Soon enough this thing had pushed its way inside entirely and quickly assumed full control on my body.

At first it seemed like a nightmare. Seeing my body move against my will. That is until I heard a familiar voice in my head telling me not to worry. I couldn’t believe it. It was Rory’s voice! He then spoke aloud using my own body’s voice as he apologised for taking over without asking me but he assumed this was the only way I would believe him. Naturally my mind was spinning with questions. Luckily he could hear every last one of them so he took his time to explain everything.

He told me that ever since he was killed in that crazy thunderstorm, he’d been stuck wandering as a ghost. He wasn’t sure why but he theorised that perhaps something about that lightning strike had prevented him from moving on? It seemed far fetched but it was all he could think of since he hadn’t come across any other ghosts. Apparently he’d been watching me and his family ever since until he figured out he could possess people. Something he realised when he accidentally slipped inside the body of my father not long ago. Apparently it’d taken him days to figure out how to leave his body.

“Well now I know why my dad was acting so weird before…” I said internally. About a week prior I remembered having a conversation with my dad. We’d been talking about Rory and he was trying to comfort me through it all. Then out of nowhere my dad started convulsing on the sofa next to me! I thought he was having a seizure until suddenly stopped moments later. After that I remember how strange he started acting. Looking down at himself like it was the first time he’d seen his own hands. Touching his stubbly face. Running his tongue over his teeth as though they were brand new. And then he’d given me the weirdest look before getting up and apologising. After that he ran and locked himself in the bathroom for an hour. In hindsight I don’t think I wanna think about what he was doing with my father's body during that time. At least now it made sense why he seemed so awkward around my mother.

“I would’ve possessed someone else or told you who I really was while I was inside your dad’s but I didn’t you’d believe me.” Rory explained with my own voice. “If it were the other way around and my dad started telling me that he was actually being possessed by my dead boyfriend then… I’d probably start thinking about getting him checked into a mental hospital.” And he was right. There was no way I would’ve believed him had he not literally been inside my body right now. That said I was feeling an almost incomprehensible mix of emotions right now.

Love. Joy. Shock. Fear. Relief. Those and so so many more all bundled up to create this whirlwind I was feeling as Rory took the opportunity to check my face out in the bathroom mirror. Going on to comment on how weird it was to see the face of his handsome boyfriend being reflected back at him as he prodded at my body while I was helpless in the passenger seat. Add Horny to the list of emotions.

“Wait. If you were inside my dad then why hasn’t he said anything at all about being possessed now that you’ve left?” I questioned.

Rory shrugged my shoulders. “Well… after I figured out how to leave his body, I might’ve jumped back in an hour or so later. Not for long though. Just so I could let him know that if he tries to tell anybody about me, that I’d come back and possess him forever.” He said casually as if he hadn't put the fear of god into my father.

Once Rory had finished explaining himself to me, we started discussing what the hell we were gonna do now. For starters we quickly agreed that him possessing me wasn’t the best way to proceed. For a start I wanted to actually be in control of my own body and as fun as it was to both live in the same head, I’m sure we’d miss not being able to kiss and cuddle up together as individuals. Not to mention having our private time when needed. Oh and being able to fuck of course. That said, if we wanted our relationship to continue then we needed to go about this a different way.

Getting Rory a new permanent body of his own.

So that’s what we planned to do. I allowed him to hop in and out of my body for the meantime as a means of easy communication as we hunted for someone else for Rory to take over. We specifically wanted to find a man who would be perfect on the outside but a complete asshole on the inside. Why? Well whenever Rory possessed someone, that person was completely conscious of everything. For that reason we didn’t want Rory to just steal the body of the first hot guy we saw and damn some innocent dude to be a prisoner in his own head for the rest of his life. Instead we needed to find a dude who was a total scumbag that deserved such a fate.

And it took awhile. Sure there’s plenty of bad people out in the world. But not all of them were obvious and the ones that were usually didn’t meet the physical criteria shall we say. There were a few close picks that Rory and I kept our eyes on but everything changed when we found Leo.

Rory had been in control of my body at the time. We’d decided to head downtown and shop around for the afternoon. Going into a few stores and buying some stuff here and there. Eventually we decided to have a little browse around one of those sporty shops that sell all sorts of athletic clothes since I was in need of some new gym attire. That’s when we saw him.

Browsing some of the shoes on displays was this gorgeous adonis of a man. He seemed about the same height as me but man was he beefy! It looked as though his clothes were struggling to contain his body. The blue compression shirt hugged his upper body nice and tight in a way that showed off his hefty pecs that undoubtedly bounced with every step he took. Even the hard tips of his nipples were easily spotted through the tight fabric. As for the sleeves. They seemed as though they struggled to contain even a small portion of those colossal biceps he built for himself. So thick with power. Bulging with strength. Not to mention those pale blue jeans that were so firmly strapped to his legs that not much almost nothing was left to the imagination. So skintight that it was impossible not to admire those hulking thighs and calves, never mind that huge muscle ass and noticeably large package.

I could immediately tell Rory liked him. After all he had full control over all my bodily functions and I just got one of the hardest boners of my life. Though I can’t lie, even if I was in control my body probably would’ve reacted the same to a hunk like that. Especially after we saw his face. Because if that body alone wasn’t enough, his face looked as though it’d been carved by the gods themselves. So perfectly masculine in every way that was both rugged and gorgeous at the same time. And that beard. God the beard. It was so perfectly thick and full. I just wanted to run my hands through it and worship it for all it was worth. This guy was our dream man.

Hence Rory used my body to subtly follow the stud around the store for a while. The two of us soon found out he even had a full head of thick hair hiding underneath that cap he was wearing as he flipped it around at one point. Not even a hint of baldness. I was starting to wonder if this man had any flaws whatsoever.

Eventually though, the hulking man exited the store and we soon followed. Watching as he walked through town before dipping into another shop. Seeing this I reminded Rory that if we followed him into too many stores, he’d eventually notice and get suspicious. I told him that it would be safer if he left my body and continued to follow that handsome brute in his ghostly form without me and report back tonight. Rory liked the sound of that plan, soon jumping out of my body and leaving me disoriented for a moment. I couldn’t see Rory of course but I could only assume that he’d followed our new friend into that shop and to anywhere else that stallion went.

Then I just had to wait.

———

Later that same evening I was sitting up in bed watching some TV. I absentmindedly rubbed my cock to the thought of that hunk from earlier that day, wondering whether Rory had taken his body for a spin or not. And then, right one cue, that familiar icy hot feeling rushed over my entire being as Rory slipped back inside my skin. By this point we’d done it enough times that the possessions were pretty seamless.

He didn’t waste any time in catching me up. Rory told me how he’d followed the burly stud all the way back to his place. It didn't take him long to find out that the hunk’s name was Leo and that he lived alone in a fairly decent flat. Not to mention how, underneath that compression shirt, the dude was a fucking gorilla! Not only was absolutely built with muscle but he was covered in manly fur from head to toe. Especially his chest and stomach.

Rory told me how he’d watched Leo for a good few hours and hadn’t picked up on anything just yet that would qualify him for the position of certified asshole just yet. However there was a certain vibe he got from Leo. A hunch that said he wasn’t as pretty underneath all that masculine charm as you might want to believe. That said we agreed Rory would continue to surveil Leo for at least a couple more days to see if his hunch checked out. If not we could always go back to searching

And with that he wished me love before hopping out of my body and leaving me to wait yet again.

———

And wait I did. For over a week in fact. I did my best to live my life as normally as possible. I still had to put on the act of a mourning boyfriend to my friends and family but that wasn’t too hard. In the meantime the suspense of knowing what Rory had found out was killing me. He’d never taken this long to surveil a body before. I was even starting to worry that maybe something had happened to him. Maybe he really had moved on somehow. Thankfully all of my doubts and worries were put to rest one afternoon when I heard a knock at my front door.

When I opened the door, my jaw practically fell to the floor. Standing before me, in all his huge hairy and hunky glory, was none other than the same man I’d seen at that sports store. The same man who’d been living rent free in my head for the past week. The very same man Rory had been surveilling this whole time. Standing before me was none other than Leo! He was grinning ear to ear at me. His eyes were so full of love and mischief at the same time. But I could tell from that one look alone that it wasn’t the real Leo in control. Behind those eyes was boyfriend Rory.

I barely had time to get a word out before he wrapped me up in a massive bear hug. Intentionally pulling me forwards and squishing my face between those enormous hairy pillows he called a chest. The enormity of which was hardly covered by a tight red tank top. I couldn’t help but take a deep breath as my face remained submerged between his thick muscle tits, inhaling his warm scent nice and deep. The powerful pheromones he exuded filled my nostrils in a way that caused my brain to light up. That combined with the feeling of those large muscled arms holding me nice and tight had my cock twitching and flailing in my pants. I almost thought I was gonna cum on the spot.

I was in a total daze by the time he let go, pulling away from his gorgeous chest so I could stand up straight and look into those sparkling eyes of his. I tried to speak but he cut me off once again, this time by pressing those hot bearded lips against my own. It started soft but it only took a few seconds for it to devolve into something more primal and passionate. Him deepening the kiss as his tongue explored the inside of my mouth like he owned me.

“Rory? Please tell me it’s you.” I was finally able to say once the two of us pulled away. It had to be. The look in those eyes was unmistakable. I was certain it was my boyfriend in there.

“You’d be in deep shit if it wasn’t.” He replied with a smirk, giving me the confirmation I needed to breathe a sigh of relief. “And I’d say we have ourselves a winner.” He added while gesturing down at his newly stolen form and giving his hairy pecs a firm tantalising squeeze.

I almost couldn’t believe it at first. “No fucking way. Please don’t say you’re messing with me… You’re actually gonna keep this one? Like forever?” I asked while my eyes whipped up and down his form, subtly licking my lips as I spoke. The last time I’d seen Leo it’d been through stolen glances. Now however I could appreciate his body without shame. And Rory was showing it off nicely. Along with that red tank top, he was also wearing a pair of skin tight sweatpants that clung to his legs shamelessly. Were all of Leo’s clothes skintight? Sitting on his head was a black cap that was once again hiding his perfect hair. And to bring the whole look together was a bulky sliver chain that hung around his neck and draped across his upper chest. Yet as I scanned his clothes, my eyes couldn’t keep their gaze away from those giant biceps or that handsome face for more than a few seconds. Put simply, if I were a woman I’d probably get pregnant just from looking at him. Instead it just felt like my cock was about to make a mess of my underwear instead.

“Ooooh yeah. You wouldn’t believe the shit I found out about this guy. Seemed okay at first but I started to see those layers pull back first hand. I was on the fence at first but the more I learned about him, the more I realised he was a total fucking scumbag who didn’t deserve gorgeous body like this.” The way he flexed those biceps after saying that almost had me fainting into his arms. “So to answer your question, yes. I’m gonna keep this one. Forever.”

I don’t think I’d ever been more happy in my life to find out that another dude was a complete asshole. So much so that I dragged him inside the house and shut the door behind so I could give him a real hug this time. Squeezing him with all the love I had while telling Rory how happy I was that he could truly be here with me again. That I could actually see and talk to him again even if he looked different now.

“You sure you’re not just happy that I’m this massive hairy stud now?” He joked.

“It’s the person on the inside that matters most to me.” I said, trying my best to sound humble. “But I would be lying if I said the new body wasn’t an added bonus…” I continued honestly while smiling back at him.

After that I practically dragged him into the living room where the two of us sat down on the couch together. Without wasting any time, I asked Rory to tell me everything that he witnessed over the past week he’d been observing Leo. I was dying to know what a man like this could’ve done to warrant himself worthy of a permanent body theft.

Like Rory said, everything seemed normal at first. Just a regular gym obsessed stud living his everyday life. That is until Rory saw Leo texting on his phone. He didn’t think too much of it until he realised that Leo was texting multiple women at once. He didn’t want to assume things at first but judging by the way he messaged each one of these women, it seemed as though he was dating all of them! There had to be at least 3 different women he was leading on. Jumping between all their messages and letting them believe they were the only one. That was terrible of course but it only got worse.

During that week Leo had invited two of the three women to stay at his place for a night or two but the way he treated them was disgusting! He acted like such a stereotypical male chauvinist, getting these women who were guests in his home to cook meals and do all the washing up. He treated them like crap and Rory couldn’t understand why these women put up with it? Initially he’d assumed it was because of how purely handsome Leo was. He knew plenty of people out there would allow themselves to be treated like dirt if it meant getting attention from someone who looked like him. But after witnessing Leo fuck those women like an absolute beast, he started to wonder if that was the real reason. He was a hairy hunk who knew exactly how to use his fat cock to make his female partners orgasm multiple times before cumming himself. And because of all that, these women let him walk all over them.

By this point Rory was getting close to deeming Leo worthy but a small part of him was still on the fence. That part of him soon swayed however the more he observed. On the nights where none of his girlfriends were staying over at his place, he would instead find some other random chick on a hook up app to have over instead. Which meant he was fucking a girl almost every single night only to toss those hook up’s out the door the very next morning. The way he treated women was just… vile. Mysogisny at its peak. That probably explained why he was so good at sex though.

Rory then went on to say how he’d followed Leo to places like his job as a construction worker and the gym where he’d meet up with his friends. Once again it didn’t seem too bad at first until they started making certain comments that made Rory’s eye twitch. It started with more horrible comments about women. That seemed to be a common theme unfortunately. Whenever an attractive lady would walk past the construction site Leo and his buddies were working at, they’d all made some kind of crude comment or gesture towards one another about the poor woman. Often talking about women like they were sexdolls for their pleasure and not real people who deserved respect.

What really made Rory snap however was on the one instance where Leo and his buds spotted a gay couple walking past. They just couldn’t stop themselves from muttering homophobic comments under their breath. Chuckling to one another as they made fun of the two unsuspecting men holding hands and Leo even went as far as to call them faggots. Not to their faces of course but that didn’t matter. He still said it.

So by this point Rory had been able to establish that Leo was sexist, homophobic, a misogynist and most likely a narcissist as well from what he could tell. With all that under his belt, Rory was willing to bet there was even more shit buried underneath that pretty exterior but he’d already seen enough. This guy didn’t deserve his body.

So Rory took it.

One evening Leo was texting away on his phone, messaging one of his multiple girlfriends yet again. Probably deciding if he wanted to invite them around or if he was just gonna find himself another hook up. Unfortunately for him, he wasn’t going to get the chance to decide as Rory finally dove towards the hulking man with all of his ghostly might.

Apparently what followed was a long groaning roar of turmoil and discomfort as Rory tried to force his way inside Leo. But it wasn’t easy. Out of the few people he’d possessed since becoming a ghost, Leo was definitely that most difficult. The hulking brute of a man fought back against the foreign invasion of his body with everything he had. Rory described it like two powerful forces pushing against one another with all their might. For a moment Rory wasn’t totally sure he’d be able to take over. Thankfully being a spirit gave Rory a strong advantage and soon enough Leo’s resolve began to crack.

Before long the hairy meathead fell to his knees and thud. Knuckles on the floor like the gorilla he was. His back arching while he let out another involuntary groan of distress as Rory was finally able to force himself deeper inside that powerful body. Leo’s soul and mind were slowly pushed out of control as Rory forced him into submission. The hirsute hunk’s eyes darted around in a panic as he felt himself losing all free will he had over his own body until eventually not even his eyes obeyed him.

Once the struggle came to an end, Leo’s body collapsed to the floor face down. Still conscious but panting heavily. Once his body had acclimated to the possession however, Leo’s eyes darted open. Only it wasn’t Leo behind those eyes anymore. Looking through those piercing blue irises was none other than Rory. Of course Leo was still in there. Still able to see, hear and feel everything. But now he was in the backseat. A passenger in his own body and nothing more.

He used his rough hands to push himself up off the ground. As he rose, the first thing Rory saw while looking down were those thick meaty pecs. Only now they belonged to him. He wasn’t just admiring them from the outside anymore like a pervert. No. They were his now. An enormous grin spread across Rory’s face and immediately he could feel the way his new beard and mustache curved under the expression. Running his hands through that thick manly facial hair had been intoxicating for him. He probably could’ve admired it for hours had the desire to squeeze and grope all of his new muscle not overwhelmed him soon after.

What Rory described to me next was a scene I would’ve committed murder to have watched with my own two eyes.

He went on to tell me how he’d slowly stripped himself of what little clothing Leo had been wearing at the time of possession. Gradually revealing more and more of the body he’d stolen in all its huge hairy glory. After that he found the first mirror he could and watched in awe as each and every muscle in Leo’s perfect body moved and bulged to his whim. Every moan that escaped his mouth was filtered through Leo’s deep masculine baritone that only served to make Rory hornier by the second. He even went on to describe how he’d had an erection from the second he’d taken control over Rory’s cock. And it was fat. The two of us had been right about him being well endowed as between all the flexing and exploring of his new body, Rory had found it increasingly hard to ignore his new cock. Of course he already knew how big it was after all his spying but actually getting to own it was something else entirely! He’d wanted to save the best for last but he couldn’t help passively stroking it through his underwear.

When he finally whipped that thing out, he described it like a monster cock. The kind you’d only ever see in porn. Yet there it was between his legs, standing tall and proud. After that he didn’t go into too much more detail. All he told me was after he was done exploring every inch of his new body and cock, he needed to take a long shower to get cleaned up. My imagination could already fill in the blanks. Bodily self worship with one hand and blissful masturbation with the other hand. The room filling with the sound of deep manly grunts for over an hour straight until finally he exploded like a volcano all over himself. I had no doubt that new cock of his was a cum fountain.

And that brings us back to the two of us sitting together in my living room. Rory told me he’d spent a good bit of time familiarising himself with Leo’s body and finding out a few extra details that he couldn’t see while observing. And the day after it all went down, he came here to show me good news. So here we were. Me sitting next to this Goliath of a man. Him looking at me with such a kind and gentle expression that made me blush. Now that my loving boyfriend was behind the wheel, it was hard for me to imagine this guy having been such an asshole before. Part of me was glad to have not seen it but at the same time just the thought was weirdly hot. My soft and tender hearted gay boyfriend stealing the body of an arrogant straight guy and forcing him to watch as Rory not only made his body gay as fuck but genuinely made him an infinitely better person.

“Wait so… just to be clear, is he actually still conscious in there? Like can he see and hear everything right now like I could??” I asked. “He’s not like… fading into your subconscious is he?”

“Not as far as I can tell. He’s definitely still wide awake.” Rory confirmed. “He regained consciousness a couple hours after I took control. His mind and soul must’ve been exhausted from fighting against me. I’d just gotten out of the shower and was trying on some of his clothes when I started to hear his voice in my head.

He sounded confused and scared at first but that quickly turned to anger when I explained to him what’d happened. Told him that I’d been watching him as a ghost for the past week. Seeing how much of a scumbag he was to those around him. And so I’d decided that he didn’t deserve his body anymore and that I would turn his life right around.” He continued with a smug look on his face. “I carefully explained to him that I’d been a ghost searching for a new body and that he was the perfect match for me.”

“No fuckin way. You actually said all that to him?” I chuckled. “How did he respond?”

“Not very well.” Rory admitted while scratching the back of his neck. “He started shouting and wailing at me, demanding I get the fuck out of his body and whatever. He very quickly jumped to insults which I won’t repeat. All I’ll say is that they were distasteful to say the least.” He leaned back onto the couch, allowing his muscular back to sink into the seat. “Honestly though his threats were kinda funny after the fact. I mean it’s not like he can do anything. He’s trapped. Locked up. Powerless. He thought he could intimidate me into leaving his body but honestly it just solidified my decision to keep it…” Rory began to trail off as he looked down at himself and pulled open the front of his tank top slightly just so he could gently brush a hand through his new chest hair. “Yeahhhhhh… You hear that asshole?! All mine...” Rory said to himself out loud while giving one of his pecs a squeeze. Anyone else would think he was a little crazy.

I couldn’t help but sit and watch as my boyfriend groped himself. A huge part of me wanted to join in and start touching his body but I was too nervous to reach out. Instead I just undressed him with my eyes. My gaze narrowed specifically on his crotch. I couldn’t help it when his bulge looked so enticing. Every neuron in my brain was telling me to press my lips against it but I was quickly snapped out of my haze when Rory spoke up again.

“Oh fuck and when I told him about you and me? God you should’ve heard him. It was just homophobic slur after slur. Shouting about how he’d never let me put his cock near another dude. Practically calling himself the straightest man on the planet and that his dick would never prick up for another man. So after that I had no choice but to torture him by watching some gay porn that his ‘straight’ dick got hard as a steel rod for.” Rory explained while enacting a crude jerk off motion over his bulging crotch. “Don’t think I’ve ever heard a more furious man in my life. Fuck I can still hear him now. Shouting at me like a lunatic.”

“Really? Has it been non stop since he woke up?”

“Preeeetyyyy much…” Rory sighed, rubbing his temples.

“Doesn’t that get… really fucking annoying?” I asked genuinely.

Rory rolled his head slightly before locking eyes with me again. “A bit yeah but I’m gradually learning to tune him out. I just have to envision turning down the volume on him. Like twisting a radio dial. Other than that I'm also learning how to probe through his mind and access his memories. I’ve already picked up a lot of his physical habits but I’ll need more than that if I wanna convince people that I’m the real Leo Barlett.”

I was surprised. I didn’t think that was something he’d be able to do. “Wow. You mean you can just look into his mind. Just like that? How did you even figure that out?”

“Well I can’t help but notice some of his memories and experiences slowly seeping through the cracks anyway. So I think if I just force those cracks wide enough I’ll probably be able to gain full access to everything he knows. But honestly… I’m not too worried about that right now.” He said with a sly grin. “Because right now all I wanna do is torture that son of a bitch to the max while enjoying the fuck out this sexy fucking body! And I wanna show you just how much I love you in the process.” Even though I knew he was trying to be sweet at the end there, it was quickly overshadowed by the blinding amount of lust shining through his eyes right now. Not that I minded. “But first… how’s about you show daddy how much you appreciate his new body first.”

And that was all the green light I needed. In seconds I was on him, jumping into his lap and worshipping every inch of his body. Kissing and licking his bulky biceps. Pressing my lips against his and savouring the feeling of his beard. Grinding my ass against his bulge and feeling it grow beneath me. Digging my nose into his armpits and huffing on his powerful scent. I could tell he was loving every second of it just as much as I was. Before long we tugged off each other’s tops and threw them across the room, finally allowing me to gaze upon those massive furry pecs in all their glory.

My hands flew towards those hairy mounds of muscle, massaging them and tweaking Rory’s nipples in a way that had him biting his lip. I felt like I was on auto pilot. Groping at his chest like some horny animal. But I couldn’t stop there. Before either of us knew it, I had my lips wrapped firmly around one of his nipples, sucking and teasing it as best I could. Nibbling on it in a way that enticed a moan to slip out of his mouth. I swapped between nipples constantly until my face finally settled between his pecs once again. Using my hands on either side to push the pliable muscle further around my head until my face was as buried as could. I was in heaven. Plain and simple.

“Goooood boy.” He grunted in my ear. “But I think it’s about time you showed daddy what that mouth of yours can really do.”

He didn’t need to tell me twice. I was down between his legs in a flash and tugging down those sweatpants. My jaw dropped at the sight of his dick straining heavily against his underwear. With a few good tugs they came down as well and that monster finally sprung forwards, free of its fabric prison and clearly aching for attention. The way it pulsed had me entranced for a moment until the feeling of Rory’s huge hand in the back of my head brought me back to reality.

The room filled with an orchestra of manly moans coming straight from Rory the second I wrapped my mouth around the tip of his cock. Even after how Rory had described it to me, I don’t think anything could’ve truly prepared me for how large it would be. Fatter than any cock I’d seen in real life that was for sure. It’s length was impressive to say the least but where it really shined was its girth. It was so damn thick that I struggled to get my lips around it at first! I was a guy who prided myself on my excellent cock sucking skills but I felt like I was out of my depth with this one. My throat was gonna need a lot more training before I was able to take all of that at once. For now though Rory seemed more than satisfied with me getting my lips just over halfway down his new shaft and taking care of the rest with my hand.

“He’s shouting about wanting to bash your skull in right now.” Rory told me as I came up for air. “So I’ll give him a compromise and fuck your skull instead.” He smirked before grabbing my hair and forcing me back down on his dick. Making me take as much of it as I possibly could before letting me back up only for air for a few seconds before pushing me back down again and again. I gagged and I gurgled. I spluttered and almost choked a little at one point when Rory got too excited. But I was too horny to give up.

When he finally let me pull away from his cock, I knew what was next. He picked me up and flipped me over before grabbing the back of my pants. I yelped a little as he ripped them open like a beast. A shiver flowed up my spine and before I knew it I could feel his beard pressing in between my exposed cheeks. Eating out my hole and preparing it for what was to come. I was a little nervous honestly. With a dick like that I was afraid he might split me in half. Yet despite that I couldn’t help craving it all the same.

“Well, would you look at that big guy?” Rory said, seemingly speaking to Leo again as he teased my hole with the tip of his cock. “You said your dick would never in a million years get anywhere close to another man’s ass. And yet…” With hardly any warning at all he thrust the tip of his cock inside me. I couldn’t stop myself from letting out what sounded more like a shriek than a moan. It felt as though I’d just been speared up the asshole. Well I guess I kinda had been.

What followed was a symphony of lewd wet slapping sounds mixed with constant groans from both me and Rory as he slowly pushed his dick deeper with every thrust. Between his moans, Rory would grunt about how good my tight hole felt as it squeezed around his enormous member. I on the other hand was gritting my teeth through the pain of being stretched out by a dick as colossal as his. I would’ve tapped out but the undercurrent of pleasure made the pain worth it. Feeling myself getting stuffed to the brim by that giant rod was… beyond anything. Once I’d adjusted to this, I wasn’t sure any other dick would be able to satisfy me in the same way again. Especially as the swing of his hips began to speed up causing him to plunge into me faster and harder. If he got any rougher with me I feared I was gonna meet god.

Thankfully I remained very much attached to this world as Rory flipped us into position after position. Drilling my hole into oblivion while the real Leo was forced to watch no doubt. Until finally he was getting close. I could tell by how he’d been slowing down again to delay his orgasm but he wasn’t gonna hold on for much longer. Those huge balls that’d been smacking against me for the last however long were ready to blow, I could feel it.

And blow they did. Rory let out a long passionate roar as his cock started to spasm inside me. Half a second later I felt the flood gates open. Cum began pouring out of his dick at a rate that had my eyes widening with shock. Every spurt of cum his cock launched was bigger than one of my entire loads. They were like small tidal waves which soon began overfilling my hole to the point where cum began to seep out of my ass before Rory even had a chance to pull out. And when he finally did with a wet *shloop* his cum streamed down one of my legs in a white river of man seed.

Moments after I felt those strong arms wrapping around me again. One gently slipping down towards my cock that was hard as fuck and dripping with precum.

“You did really well for dad.” He whispered softly in my ear. “So well in fact that I think you deserve a reward.” My ears pricked up at that. My initial assumption being that he was gonna finish my off with a sloppy blowjob and let me cum all over that perfect face. But what he suggest was even better. “You must be sore after all that. How would you like to get some revenge by popping daddy’s cherry and fucking this straight hairy virgin ass?”

I looked over my shoulder at him, my gaze filled with nothing but pure lust and desire. “I’d love that more than anything.” I said wholeheartedly. Rory gave me that devilish smirk I recognised oh so well. He shifted his weight off my body, allowing me to stand up so I could jerk my cock a little to the sight of him. “Now get on all fours like the dumb muscle ape you are and show me that ass!” I demanded, doing my best to turn on my dominant side despite how submissive I’d felt moments ago.

Rory didn’t say a word. Only smiling as he did exactly what I asked. Getting on all fours and arching his back before waving that fat hairy bubble butt at me. And it was gorgeous. A sight so beautiful that I couldn’t stop my greedy mouth from diving between those huge globes he called an ass. Eating him out and swirling my tongue around his tight entrance. Eventually being able to coax it open just enough to slip a finger inside. Hearing him groan like a beast in heat at just one finger was definitely competing for the hottest thing I’d witnessed in my entire life. Especially knowing that homophobic prick Leo was probably freaking the fuck out inside Rory’s head.

It took some time but once I was sure his hole was prepped enough, I stood back up. Aligning my own average dick with his entrance. I thought about going slow and pushing in gently. But this was supposed to be revenge right? He certainly wasn’t gentle when he stuffed that monster dick inside me. So…

“AAUUOHHHHHHRRHHHHHUUU-FUUUUUUUCKKKK!!” Rory roared in pain as I stuffed his hole all the way down to the hilt of my dick. Sure his might’ve been bigger when he fucked me but I was willing to bet this was still more intense for him considering his new ass had never been fucked before. I’d been stretched further than ever before but he was being stretched for the very first time and the pained look on his face made it blindingly obvious. “Ohhhhhhh godddddddd… that’s right Leo… you’re such a fucking faggot now. Taking cock up the fucking ass like a slut.” Rory muttered to himself. “Don’t fight it… you’re gonna love it just as much as me.” With that he looked back at me with a laboured expression. “Fuck me.”

And I fucking did.

The moment he gave me the all clear, I was on him like a bull. Slamming my cock frantically back and forth into his hole. Fucking his tight hairy ass in a feverish frenzy of lust and ecstasy. The hairy flesh of his ass jiggled with every thrust and in turn caused a smacking sound that filled the room. It was even louder than when he was fucking me thanks to the sheer volume of his bubbly ass. All the while he moaned like a complete bitch as he balled his fists up tight and squeezed his eyes shut. But not for one second did he tell me to stop. Using every ounce of his strength to allow himself to be plowed by me. So I made sure not to disappoint and fucked him like it was our last day on Earth.

Unfortunately I couldn’t keep going for as long due to how horny I already was after my own fucking but perhaps that was for the best with how new his body was to this. Already I could feel my cum building. Swelling up inside until finally I couldn’t hold it. Before long I was splattering Rory’s insides with my seed. It was probably the biggest load I’ve ever blown yet it was still nowhere near the amount of cum Rory had unloaded inside me.

By the time I finally pulled out, Rory looked as though he was about to collapse from relief, exhaustion and satisfaction all at the same time. His giant manhood was leaking even more cum all over the carpet beneath him while he panted. That sight would be burned into my brain forever. Rory inside his brand new body, down on his hands and knees with an ass full of my cum.

“So. What did Leo think of that?” I asked cheekily.

Rory looked at me and laughed. “He won’t admit it… but I think he liked getting fucked in the ass if you ask me.” He claimed as he slowly pushed himself up off the floor and onto his feet again. “He’s shouting all sorts of slurs again but while you were fucking me I could hear him moaning too. He feels everything I feel. And I loved that. So as much as he wants to deny it, I know he did too. He’ll learn that eventually.” He then leaned in and planted a sweet kiss on my lips. “So. How’s about the two of us get cleaned up and we can figure out where to go from here?”

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

———

So here we sat. A month later in a little coffee shop near my house. Rory sipped so innocently on his iced latte as we enjoyed the moment together. We’d had plenty of time to get used to our new situation. He’d almost fully adjusted to his new hulking body and I’d just about been able to wrap my head around the idea of him being a totally different man on the outside. I like to think the near constant and never ending sex we’ve been having has helped with that. His formerly straight asshole has done well to adjust. On the other hand I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to that massive dick of his. I’m the one getting fucked more often than not and I’m still shocked whenever he shoves it inside. But I still love every second of it nonetheless.

That said however, there’s been a few complications with our new and unique situation that we’re still trying to sort out. First of all being our living situation. Naturally Rory now had Leo’s old apartment to think about and deal with. Secondly we had no idea when we were gonna tell our families. After all, to everyone else, Rory died months ago. I’m the only one who knows that he never moved on. He didn’t even reveal his identity to my dad while he was possessing him a while back. So if anyone saw us together now, they’d think I jumped onto another man’s dick before the dust had even settled.

We talked about it a lot. Mainly about whether we were gonna tell everyone the truth or not. The alternative would be to keep it a secret and have Rory take over Leo’s identity completely. It was a difficult one but we’d figure it out eventually. On top of that we also had to deal with Leo’s old life potentially coming back to haunt us. All those girls he lied to and hooked up with. All those sexist homophobic pigs Leo called friends. Along with whatever else Leo had done that could bite us in the ass. We had a lot on our plate. We’ve already started by telling all the girlfriends the truth and that went… as well as one could expect. But we agreed it was the only right thing to do.

Meanwhile Rory has been trying to keep a low profile at Leo’s construction job and not get involved with Leo’s old friends too much. He’d originally thought of looking for a new job altogether. Perhaps one similar to the job he used to have. After some consideration though, he decided he might try and find another constructive company to work with instead. After all, he has all of Leo’s memories now. That included all the ins and outs of being a construction worker. He admitted that he actually kinda liked it. All that physical labour was quite rewarding apparently. Might as well keep at it since he’s got the body for it.

Speaking of his body, he’s been hitting the gym like crazy. Yet another thing he’s picked up from Leo. He was making damn sure his body stayed in perfect shape. He’s even been getting me to come with him in the hopes of putting on a little muscle extra myself. Not that I minded. Getting to see him all worked up and sweaty after a tough session at the gym had quickly become a highlight of my day.

All that said, I love how things have turned out for us. This new chapter might’ve begun with tragedy but it’s continued with us developing a connection even deeper than before. Or maybe I’m just thinking about his new cock penetrating me deeper than ever. Either way I know that in the long run, we are gonna live the long and happy life together that we always planned. Just the two of us.

Well… the two of us plus Leo who was still trapped inside his own mind. Though Rory seems to think he’s been getting quieter as of late. Not complaining and ranting all the time like he used to. Maybe Leo was just finally starting to accept that Rory’s new body didn’t belong to him anymore. Or perhaps his consciousness was slowly starting to fade after all. Melting into the depths of Rory’s soul, never to return. It was impossible to say at this point but I’m sure we’ll find out in time.

more clay processing stuff. i’m sure someone has done this before lol

doodle + original album cover (and some pictures of the claything itself)

trying to finish work project before my wednesday deadline? ❌ doing this instead? ✅

I yap a lot unsurprisingly so prepare for a WALL OF TEXT 😅

When Jamil first meets her canonically in Book 2, he assumes that Yuuri would be an easy pawn to use in his plans to takeover the school Scarabia (at that point in B2 she's still a pushover and only really snarks back towards Ace and Deuce who she feels safe with), not to mention she's Crowley's little lackey.

His view of her hasn't changed by Book 4 but she has started to change. Yuuri has grown more of a backbone (courtesy of B3 where Ace, Deuce, and Grim gets themselves into the debacle with Azul and forces her to step up) and a bit more emotionally mature after going through three emotionally charged Overblots hello Jamil's trait at being bad at reading people, I see we meet again.

In the aftermath, she would try to reach out to Jamil (and Kalim would be insistent on having her come over to Scarabia so she doesn't have to be alone in cold, drafty Ramshackle so you'd think catching Jamil would be easier) but Jamil is a slippery snake no pun intended If he no wanna, then he no wanna 🤷‍♀️

She understands to some extent what's its like to be told who you’re allowed to be before you even know yourself. She doesn't know how to fix that and she isn't so idealistic to think she can. But she knows what it would have meant to have even one place where you don’t have to hide. So she wants to offer that space and get to know who Jamil is past his mask. Well tries. At least they have the forced proximity in Book 5.

I do think it takes some time for her to get used to looking Jamil in the eyes because, regardless, getting used and Snake Whispered is still a major breach of trust.

With the other cast members appearing in Book 4, I did have the thought though that she is probably helping out at Mostro Lounge over the rest of winter break. Just doing with menial work or whatever Floyd doesn't want to do as thanks for Octanivelle saving her ass during the whole debacle. And this is NRC - there's no such thing as helping out purely out of the kindness of one's own heart, we're not RSA people! 😤