Tom had never been so happy in his life. In Jeri he had the girlfriend he had always wanted and she had the fittest body he could ever have hoped for. Not just that but she seemed to have an insatiable sexual appetite which lead to them making out at least four times a day whenever they could. In fact Tom had such a great time the potential complications of the warning passed out of his mind for some time.
Three weeks later Tom had got tickets for them to go the a charity ball which many of the biggest city employers would be at. As the loving couple got ready Tom couldn't help but get hard at the sight of his former friend stretching over to slide her red silky panties over her beautifully curved ass. This lead to another uncontrollable love-making session. As they lay in post-coital bliss before Tom had to shrug on his tux he even managed to persuade Jeri to go without any underwear. Just the thought of her being exposed to the air and that only he knew drove him crazy.
At the ball the couple had a great time chatting to other guests, holding hands under the table and especially stroking up each others' legs. After the dinner they started to dance. The music was so fast and erotic though that they soon found themselves rubbing up against each other's body, Tom grinding his cock into Jeri. As he heard the clock chime in the background Tom could control himself no more and planted a deep, hard kiss on Jeri's mouth, rolling the feminine tongue deeply and sensually over his own. As she pulled him in close he could hear the midnight chime in the distance. A shock pulsed through him as Jeri slowly slid her cool hand down the front of his trousers and pushed him to a dark corner of the dance hall. As she pushed him against the wall he leant back in an ecstatic daze. Tom felt the release of his cock from his tight boxers as he tilted his head back out of pleasure. Then he felt the most extraordinary feeling as he heard the final chime of the midnight bell. There was the firmest pair of lips he had ever felt gripped over the head of his nob and a muscly tongue, so unlike the soft sexiness Jeri's had pervaded last night, glided back and forth like a feather over his tip. Grunting, Tom began to thrust in and out as firm fingers found their way up his shirt to toy with his now erect nipples. Jeri felt so much better to him than before.
As he approached a heaving climax Tom could control himself no longer. His hands found their way down to Jeri's head where he tried to get a grip to guide her 'head' onto his. Glancing down Tom brought in a short sharp gasp of breath. There, going down on his cock and loving it was Jerome, not Jeri at all. My God, he thought, the change has occurred...has it stopped? Nevertheless the fear began to pulse through Tom's body as he thought back to that half-forgotten warning. He could no longer resist running his hands through the short, shaven brown hair of his roomie as he stroked and thrust his head over his cock. He loved the juxtaposition of the chestnut tanned skin against the perfectly clean brown hair. Just as he wondered what was happening Jerome's fingers pinched harder than ever on Tom's nipples sending him into wave after wave of pleasure as he felt his seed pump deep into his room-mate'es mouth. Tom was delighted to see his lover lapping his spunk up, but in a way was not surprised given the strong feelings he now felt for such a good male friend.