Luke and Kenny simply lost themselves in the steam, echoey dim locker room, wrapped up against each other. Kenny couldn't remember ever feeling so completely relaxed as he slowly pressed himself against the big, soft, manly, meaty body in front of him. His teen cock glided along Luke (really Martin's) smooth, round belly. The tip of Luke's cock gently bobbed against Kenny's (really Alex's) butt crack. The two of them held each other tighter and tighter. Feelings of desire for his buddy swirled in Luke's mind, but this was different--better than he ever dreamed. Because Kenny in Alex's body was completely consenting to this. He had Alex's good looks, and his dad's charming swagger.
Kenny meanwhile felt like a kid again, a feeling of helplessness overcame him, and made him feel totally lost to the big, strong man who held him. He was letting go of all the feelings of maturity and adulthood, losing all his inhibitions. It made him feel like a youngster again, with a big crush on his fat baseball coach. And best of all, his son's pal--a kid he'd always admired--was now his superior. Everything had been evened out between them in a strange paradoxical way, and it all felt amazing.
They squeezed together, tighter, closer, and after a long bout of fun, their minds erupting into ecstasy, they each released, making a big mess up against each other. Kenny collapsed up against the big, fat, Asian Dad. Luke rubbed his lean pal, cradling him like a child. And they enjoyed the haze of pleasure for a long while, before Luke eventually ruffled Kenny's hair. "Okay, pal. I think we might have to hit the showers again and clean up before somebody catches us like this."
Kenny blushed and rubbed the big man's belly. Somehow over the course of their fooling around, he'd felt their roles entirely reverse. Luke had become a confident, big man, and he had fully reverted to an impressionable teenager--and he wouldn't have it any other way. They hit the showers, sneaking glances at each other's bodies and grinning like giddy schoolboys. Then they toweled off and got dressed in Alex and Martin's clothes. Kenny loved watching Luke dress in his dad's oversized gray polo and slacks. He looked distinguished with his glasses and the sheen of his powerful bald head.
Luke put his hand on Kenny's shoulder and shook his head. "Man. I never realized just how much fun you were, Kenny. I kinda..." He caught himself.
But Kenny felt it too. "I don't want to go back to how we were. Let's stay like this, Luke. Let's never switch back again."
Luke felt light-headed, but he couldn't deny how strongly he felt about this. "OK, Kenny. I'm going to show you something." He took his Cyber Space Warrior Watch out of his locker. "I'm probably too old to use this now, but you're just the right age. You can transform into the Black Cyber Space Warrior, go find Marco and get that transformation remote back. If we control it, we can stay however we want, and be best buds."
"Holy smokes," Alex marveled at the watch as he put it on. "My son--you three guys are those Cyber Space Guys! This is crazy." He grinned. "Show me how to use this thing, partner."