Ethan hesitated for a few moments, thinking it over. Could he do it? Was he willing to push his limits for this trade? He hadn't thought of himself as being interested in guys, but the idea didn't disgust him either. Granted, he had never been in the position where he had to consider it, so the theory hadn't been tested. True, despite his inner turmoil over swapping crotches over the last couple of days, he had dealt with the confusing feelings pretty well. Maybe, he was bisexual, he mused, or perhaps just really cool with his own sexuality and playing crotch roulette with people of both genders.
Besides, it was HIS cock. He was a boy and he LOVED his own cock, just like all guys did. If there was any dick it was fine to be sucking, he reasoned, it was his own. Sure, it wasn't going to be attached to him when he did it, but what did that matter? It was less like being deviant in some way and more like masturbation, except ... orally?
Whatever. The whole series of thoughts was bizarre, but Ethan's rationale won out -- and his curiosity about female genitals -- so he nodded to Haylee in agreement.
"I'll do it." He told her. "I accept. It's a deal."
"Really?" She seemed a bit surprised, but then nodded with a devious smile. "I wasn't sure you'd be game. Not all guys are so adventurous."
"Not all girls either." Ethan shrugged.
"Touché." Haylee nodded. Leaning over to a drawer, she grabbed out a pair of panties and then handed them to Ethan. "Ready to get in touch with your feminine side?"
"Ready as I'll ever be."
He went across the hall to the bathroom. Removing his pants and underwear, he pulled on her panties, his junk barely able to fit inside, straining the fabric like crazy. The pressure was uncomfortable and Ethan didn't want it to last, so he concentrated on the swap, the ring on his finger.
There was a pulling sensation in his groin and the fabric collapsed inward. He could feel his cock retracting into his body, his balls vanishing inside, and new layers of skin and muscle and nerves forming. In a few moments it was done, and a twinge of thrill shot through Ethan at knowing he now had a pussy.
The excitement of the moment made him scoop up his pants and rush through to Haylee again, to see her reaction too. She was still sitting on her bed, but her skirt was already off, her lower half naked, and she was staring at her crotch, amazed. The new cock was hardening in front of their eyes, a plump pair of balls resting on her smooth curvy thighs.
"Fuck, it's bigger than I thought. Greg is a shadow of you." She giggled, clearly delighted, and motioned him over, a sly smile forming. "Want a sample? I've got a spot for you."
Haylee spread her legs enough to leave space, and glanced down, at the carpet in between.
Heartbeat racing, Ethan crossed the floor and sat on his knees in front of her, on the floor. From that angle, face to face with it, he hadn't realised how big it really was. "Is it that large?" He wondered, his eyes wide. "It seems ... HUGE. Can I- ... can I really do this?!"
Wrapping his hand around, he stroked it slowly. Feeling the thickness, the soft skin of the shaft over the iron hardness inside, the foreskin moved with his hand's motion. Liquid was beading at the tip, and he could tell Haylee was watching him patiently, waiting for him to start.
"Yeah, I can do it," he told himself, determined. "I'm comfortable with myself. I'm openminded. It's just a dick. I can suck a dick."
Licking his lips, he opened his mouth and leaned forward. The head was first, and then the shaft began to slide in. Inch after inch, the girth was stretching his lips around it as he pushed further on, his eyes beginning to water at the unexpected strain. There was SO much, and Ethan was shocked when he paused to get it under control, realising that he was not much more than halfway there. There was at least another three, maybe four, inches of cock remaining.
"Keep going," Haylee cooed, encouraging him. "You can do it."
"I can do it." He repeated to himself mentally. Relaxing his throat, he felt more of the invader push in, and suppressing his urge to gag, he soldiered on. Another inch, then a second, then a bit more, and ... his nose was brushing the pubes, his chin rubbing against her balls. Ethan's throat was packed full of hard dick, the entire length crammed in, and he stayed still to let his muscles adjust so he didn't choke.
"Good work, baby boy." Her tone was teasing, gentle mockery, and for a moment he felt emasculated, like he was the subservient, but then he felt her run her hands into his hair and rub his head, coaxing him to continue. "Now I want you to start sucking. Can you do that for me?" It was both embarrassing and somehow a turn-on, and Ethan found his groin heating, a tingle beginning, as he obediently began to move his head.
At first hardly at all, then as he loosened, he was slowly sliding his mouth up and down half of the length. There was a definite moisture forming in his new female parts, and Ethan began to automatically do things he thought would make it better. Sliding his tongue along the underside, sucking as tightly and wetly as he could manage, clenching his throat around the head as it pushed in and out. He even tickled the loose skin of her sac, bouncing the orbs against his palms, surprising himself again at the size and weight of her borrowed equipment.
"That's SO good!" Haylee moaned, her hands resting on his head as he blew her. "Fuck, it feels like you're a natural, Ethan!"
Blushing from the praise, he found himself sucking even harder. She was starting to tense up, and Ethan knew what that meant, the time rapidly approaching, but ... to his surprise she paused, then carefully extracted her monster cock out. It slid free, waving in the air, and Ethan coughed, saliva leaking from his mouth, and stared at her in confusion.
"Been misleading you," Haylee panted, pulling her legs onto the bed, "'cause I would have agreed to this without a BJ. Your cock is worth it, but I'm feeling generous. Let's make it even." She patted the bed, her still-very-stiff wet erection bobbing up and down as she changed position. "No talk. Get up here and lie flat," she commanded.
Doing as ordered, he clambered onto the bed and lay on his back. In a moment, she was pulling off her top and bra, and a shocked Ethan watched as she turned around, naked, and backed over him so her massive hardon was hanging right above his mouth.
"Panties off." She giggled and pulled the underwear down his thighs, before she leaned in. Ethan stared dumbfounded, her breasts mashing into his groin as her tongue flicked over his female parts. Then she was lowering her hips too, and a thick cock was in the way, bumping against his lips, and instinctively, he opened his mouth and let it in, wanting to suck it again. Haylee's licking and probing kept distracting him, along with the feeling of soft squishy breast tissue pressing into his crotch, and all Ethan could do was focus on the shaft in his mouth and how much he wanted it to stay there.
"You're getting eaten out," he told himself, waves of sexual pleasure bursting from each press and wiggle of her tongue, as she hit all the right places. It was hard to concentrate, and Ethan tried his best, his hands running over the silky skin of her wider feminine ass above him, while his head rose and and fell, attempting to suck her cock to completion. "Eaten out with a tongue in your vagina, while you swallow your own cock."
He didn't have a chance to think about it further, as their sixty-nine hit a crescendo. Haylee's hips began to thrust, her balls bouncing, pressing on his nose and eyes, the shaft swelling between his lips and beginning to pulse. Almost at the same time, her lapping and tongue-fucking turned into a wave of undulating sex, and his pussy contracted, causing him to whimper around the male organ in his mouth. His hips bucked, reaching the pinnacle of the female orgasm, and right after, he was swallowing rapidly, his mouth filling up with thick voluminous blasts of cum.
Finally, as they began to separate and calm, Ethan managed to get a hold of himself. She was pulling away from him, his groin soaked in his female juices, and her cock was sliding out of his mouth, the taste of sperm strong on his breath, and traces of it stuck all through the inside of his cheeks and teeth.
What had just happened? Ethan blinked, feeling like he had emerged from a really strange erotic dream.
More to the point ... why had he REALLY liked it?