Thrift Store Find (Patreon)

Chris could hardly believe the bargain he’d stumbled upon at the thrift store. A genuine leather jacket in relatively good condition considering all for the cheap price of fifteen bucks. He could hardly believe his luck, especially as he’d been eyeing up a similar jacket by one of his favorite designers that would run him upwards of a hundred bucks. Fifteen was a genuine steal and once he was certain that it wasn’t stretched too tight around his broad shoulders, Chris had made up his mind. This was as much an essential purchase as could possibly be, without a doubt.

The thrift store itself raised questions in Chris’ mind though. He had lived in the city his whole life and had walked down that exact street more times than he could possibly count and yet he couldn’t recall ever seeing the store before that day, despite being told that it had been there for longer than he’d even been alive. “Oh yeah, it’s a family business,” the store owner assured him as he rang the purchase through, “I took over from my Pops back in oh-three and he got it from his old man before him.” He was a somewhat portly man and his beady eyes looked upon Chris in a hungry fashion as if he was a piece of lean beef proudly placed on display. It was hardly the first time Chris had been checked out by another man but he still felt rather uncomfortable under his gaze and hurried away once the leather jacket was officially in his possession.

Shrugging the jacket on as he left the store, Chris instead turned his attention to the hot date he was going to be wearing it to later that day. He’d met a smoking hot babe through his best friend just last week and they’d really hit it off. She was clearly into and she was enough of a pretty face and pair of nice tits to get his attention too so he was happy to give her a try on for size. He was young and hot so where was the harm in playing the field, even if she’d be his third date of the week with as many different girls.

As he passed through the threshold of the store though, something came over Chris. No, not something but someone, as he was immediately forced into the passenger seat of his own body and mind. The spirit that had waited patiently for almost twenty years was finally freed from the jacket into a body that it would gladly take for itself. Countless people had tried it on over the years but Marcus had always used subtle persuasion to turn them away - that was until Chris appeared and Marcus simply knew that he would be the one. He was a perfect physical specimen and upon exploring his mind and uncovering his salacious thoughts, Marcus knew that Chris was hardly a saint that the world would miss.

While he couldn’t deny that the face he now saw reflected back at him through the front-facing camera of Chris’ cell phone was utterly gorgeous, there were still a number of things Marcus planned to change to truly satisfy himself. He’d need a hell of a lot more leather and he’d definitely be cancelling Chris’ date with that bimbo. Maybe he’d get lucky and find that she had a hot brother though - Marcus had strictly been a “dick only” kinda guy and that wasn’t about to change either, even if he could sense the borderline homophobia of Chris’ thoughts.

Finding the selfie that Chris had snapped in the thrift store’s changing room, Marcus began to explore all of the social media and dating apps that were unfamiliar to him. They definitely looked like they would be useful in finding him men to hook up with or at the very least help him find a nice bike. Next to fucking the studs of the city, the only thing Marcus cared about more was having a sweet ride. That would have to wait though because his priority right now was finding another hot man to have some rough and rowdy sex with. It had been a good twenty years since he’d last been fucked but that would all be changing soon!