Brian was flaggergasted seeing a almost nude hunk holding only a towel in one hand and a golf club with the other and threatening him. "Who am I? Who are *you*
and what have you done with my dad?"
"What are you talking about? I live here! Now I'm giving you one minute to get the hell out of here before I call the police, or heaven help me, bash your brains out!"
Recognizing his father's voice, Brian didn't understand what was happened to him but decided to try something out. "Dad? Is that you? It's me, Brian..."
"Brian... but that's impossible! My son's only 14. You can't be him! You're much too old!"
"Old... how can I be old?" Brian turned to the mirror in the living room and caught his reflection for the first time. "Holy shit! Dad, what happened to me?"
"Stop calling me that! I'm not your 'dad'. Now get out!" Joshua was getting bolder by the minute.
"If that's really you Dad, you have to listen to me. Something happened to us. Please, I'm not going to try anything, but there's a mirror over there. Just look at it so you
can see what I'm talking about. Please."
At first, Joshua wasn't sure of what to do but gave the mirror a quick sideways glance. When he didn't recognize the person who "looked" back at him, Joshua did a
double-take and was stunned. Tantalized by his own reflection, he dropped the golf club and his towel and approached the mirror. He was speechless at seeing a face
he hasn't seen in over 20 years. A few minutes later, he calmed down and looked at the man who claimed to be his son. "Brian... is that really you?"
Brian was scared but happy to see that his father finally identified him. "Yes, Dad, it's me." He hugged him tightly.
Joshua sensed that it was really his son who had his arms around him. "But... When did this happened? When I came home a while ago... I was... normal."
"I was outside soaking some rays... I didn't even know about me 'til you told me."
"Could it have been something we ate this morning?"
"Can't be. I skipped breakfast today. And by the way, Dad, did you know you're naked?"
Joshua looked down and blushed. "Oh, sorry. I forgot about that. I just finished taking a bath when I heard you come in the house."
"Hey, nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, you ought to proud of what you've got down there."
"It's just that I don't remember it being so big. And you're not so bad yourself, you know. That speedo you're wearing isn't hiding anything."
"Shit, you're right." It was Brian's turn to blush.
"You better take them off before you get a woodie or else we'd have to cut 'em off before you lose circulation."
Brian laughed and started to disrobe. "Uh, Dad, speaking of woodies, you seem to be getting one yourself."
Joshua, for some reason, was breathing heavily. "Can't... help... it, this new body's turning me on so bad. I haven't felt this good in years, son. I don't know about you...
but I really need to get off if you don't mind." Joshua slid his hands all over his adbomen and down to his cock.
Brian was mesmerized at the scene of his young father pleasuring himself. He hadn't told anyone that he was gay--least of off all his parents--and now here was his
horny dad beating off right in front of him. He watched as Joshua's rod grew and extended to a full ten inches, and he felt compelled to touch it, hold it, and put it in his
mouth. With his father moaning and groaning, Brian couldn't help himself any longer and crawled on his knees to where Joshua was standing. He could see precum
dripping from the tip of the cockhead and he flicked his tongue to taste it. After savoring its sweet and salty flavor, he just knew he had to have more, and so he
wrapped his lips around his father's cock.
Joshua was at first surprised at what his son was doing, but when the sensation of his first blowjob overwhelmed him, he decided that he didn't care and gave Brian full
access to his throbbing tool.
"Oh my God, that feels *so good*!" This encouraged Brian to increase his effort that sent Joshua to even higher levels of pleasure. "Jeeezus..."
It didn't take long for Joshua's balls to contract in anticipation for his impending ejaculation but instead Brian kept his father on the edge. He had something else in
mind.
"Dad, I want you inside me," he told him. "Fuck my ass, please." Joshua immediately obliged and positioned himself on the floor to take his son's cherry. Inch by inch
Joshua slid his massive member into the depths of Brian's chute and couldn't get over how hot and tight it was. The teeager-cum-adult likewise couldn't believe his own
father had his penis in his ass. When Joshua was all the way in, he slowly drew out and followed through with a stronger push. He then initiated a rhythmic motion of
pulls and thrusts that had Brian blubbering. This was it: he was fucking his son.
"That's it Dad. Give it to me. I'm getting close. Fuck me, fuck me, Fuck meeeee...!"
"Damn, if your ass... isn't the hottest place my dick's been in... You're even better at this... than your mother. I don't know... how much longer I can hold out!"
"I'm almost there..." huffed Brian. The intesity of his father's fucking had brought Brian to unattained heights of sexual fever. Every time his father slammed into his
prostate, he came ever so much closer to shooting his load. The last few thrusts had the cumulative effect of finally sending Brian over the edge. "Oh my God... I'm
CUMMING!"
Brian's orgasm caused him to clamp his ass down tigthly on Joshua's prick and set off his father off. "Oh jeeezus, my dick's gonna explode... Here it comes!"
One, two, three, four, five... father and son gasped and groaned in unison as their seminal spurts coincided with each other. By the time their orgasms subsided, Joshua
had collapsed on his son from sheer exhaustion. He just had the most powerful sexual experience of his life and he shared it with his son.
Brian passed out as well with his father's cock still inside him.
When they woke up, they realized that their new bodies had a lot more "steam" in them and proceeded to start all over again. As they were kissing, the doorbell
suddenly rang...
Who could be at the door?