A total bottom (Patreon)

Brandon was a total bottom gay guy. I say “was” he probably still is, but it’s been a while since I was him. It was a complete accident. You see he was a total bottom, he flirted with me numerous times and even though I was straight he wanted to experience me, badly. Eventually, I gave in and sent him a pic of me sat on my bed. Keeping my bad boy persona, I didn’t smile, but I was completely naked except for my cap and socks. I let him see my cock and sent the message, “want it, come and find me, offer only valid for next hour.” He was round at my place within 10 minutes.

As the dominant straight guy I forced him onto my bed and fucked his ass. He was loving it, groaning like the bitch he was, weirdly so was I. As soon as I was done pounding his ass, something changed in his mind. He was powerful physically and mentally, something clearly changed in my mind too. Before this moment I would never of allowed anything to penetrate my ass, but suddenly I was begging for him to pound my ass. I had seen his dick, it was long, but thin. Surely it wouldn’t hurt that much.

He forced me onto the bed and lifted my legs to rest on his shoulders. He slid his long thin dick right into my ass, slowly at first, but as he gained a little more confidence he pushed quicker. I was horrified at the time but I was enjoying it, it tickled at first. Then he started to pull out, it felt like I was taking a shit as his rod slowly came out of my ass, I asked him to stop, but I didn’t mean for him to stop, I wanted it back inside me, so I grabbed hold of it and guided it back in. Before long he was fucking me harder than I was fucking me. He began to massage my feet. He removed my socks and began to lick and kiss them. All that sent me over the edge and i managed to cum again. Brandon cummed too.

He pulled his dick out of me and began licking all the cum from my AB’s and chest. The entire half hour was pure pleasure. He lay down on my bed. I lay next to him and put my arm around him. He wasn’t satisfied with just an arm and he managed to reach around and force me to put my dick into him again. What the fuck was this, had I just become gay?

We fell asleep, I was confused about what all this meant. I was staring at the back of his head, wondering if this was my life now. When we woke up a few hours later, my entire prospective had changed. I felt pain in my butt, not serious pain, but there was something inside my butt. I soon realised it was a dick. Then I noticed I was no longer staring at the back of Brandon’s head. I could see the window at the side of my bed. Fuck, somehow we had managed to switch places whilst we were sleeping and Brandon was now fucking me.

Then an arm came from behind and caressed my nipples. The arm wasn’t Brandon’s, it was mine. I looked at my arms, or at least the arms I could control. I was controlling Brandon’s tattooed arms. We hadn’t switched places during our sleep, we had switched bodies. I wanted to check out my new body, but I was scared to do so. Besides my former cock was in my new butt. And I wanted to know what that felt like. I begged him to fuck me. At this point I didn’t know if he had realised we had swapped bodies.

After a while things had settled down. He looked at his arms and realised his tattoos were gone.

“What the fuck?!?!? Am I you? How did this happen?

Three questions in one sentence. I didn't really know the answer to either. I didn't know for sure that i was him, but I know I wasn't me. We turned to face each other and we had indeed swapped bodies.

Like I said in the beginning Brandon was a total bottom, I've had about 50 different bodies since him. I assume he is still a total bottom but I don't know if the current occupier of his body is a bottom or not!

This is me right now.