One Year Anniversary (Patreon)

Joe and Peter were approaching their first year anniversary as a couple and all they wanted was to spend a simple day out together without having to feel like they were being judged by the stares of the people around them. Their previous public adventures had sometimes even included heckling and it had begun to make the young men feel insecure in their relationship and even unsafe in their communities.

It certainly didn’t help that Peter came from a pretty conservative family too and while his parents had feigned support for him upon his coming out of the closet, his three siblings had all turned their backs on him, disgusted by his supposed choice. Joe on the other hand had been open about his sexuality as early as high school but he’d been an easy target for bullies as a result and even though he tried to act as if he was unbothered by the harassment he received, it began to chip away at his confidence over the years. As such, adversity was hardly new to the couple but it most certainly didn’t become any easier for them as they entered their young adult years and even as they began to approach their thirties.

Reaching a milestone in his first serious relationship with another man had made Peter more determined than ever to enjoy a nice evening meal with his boyfriend at one of the finest restaurants in town. He had even splashed out on the exclusive menu and two bottles of champagne for them to enjoy at their table, although he had been unnerved by the look in the eye of the restaurant manager when Peter confirmed that the meal was for him and his male partner as opposed to his girlfriend or wife. It seemed like everywhere they went they encountered some level of resistance, even if it wasn’t entirely obvious at first. Still, Peter was determined to enjoy a magical day with the love of his life and even found himself making a midnight prayer that they would go the full day without being bothered by ignorant homophobes.

That night Joe dreamed of a handsome young man with large muscles, well-trimmed stubble and an ear piercing grinding down on top of him. It was a salacious dream, one that had him tossing and turning, but he also felt guilty as he realized that he was dreaming of another man on the day of his anniversary with Peter. There was simply something irresistible about the man in his dreams, whether it was how his muscles flexed and tensed or even the deep grunting as he rocked his body down against Joe. The action was entirely primal and nothing like Peter who was an incredibly gentle lover - sometimes perhaps too gentle, Joe thought. Still, a dream was a dream, and Joe could hardly control what his unconscious mind chose to dwell on… right?

Little did he know that he wasn’t the only one in that bed dreaming of somebody that wasn’t their lover and Peter was experiencing a dream that he found far more difficult to explain. The subject of his dreams wasn’t even a man at all but a young woman - beautiful, for sure, with blonde hair and a tattoo sleeve. She looked well built and strong, not some stereotypical stick-thin blonde bimbo, but she was still most definitely a chick and Peter had absolutely no idea why she would appear in his dreams, especially in such a sexual manner!

Like Joe’s dreams of the muscular stud, Peter’s dream involved the mystery girl moving up and down his body, kissing him and moaning against his skin. It was a sensual dream as she showed every area of his body the attention it deserved, something he felt like his real life partner didn’t always do. The noises she made surprisingly turned Peter on and he found himself breathing heavily, allowing her to move up and steal his lips with a kiss. Much to his shock, he didn’t even try to fight her off but instead found himself wrapping his arms around her and relishing the taste of her tongue against his.

The two men awoke with a start, chests heaving as they desperately tried to catch their breath and squash the guilt they felt at such personal dreams involving someone other than their partner. As their nerves calmed within the next few seconds though, both began to realize what something was wrong and a glance down at themselves and then the person they were sharing a bed with only confirmed that things had taken quite the turn overnight! 

Joe had awoken to find himself greeted with a pair of tits and a full sleeve of tattoos on his slender right arm. He grabbed at his chest, then moved up to feel the absence of an Adam’s apple and then even allowed his hands to wander under the sheets to explore more uncharted territory. Similarly Peter found himself suddenly endowed with more muscles than he had ever dreamed of with thick pecs protruding from his chest and large arms that he couldn’t help but experimentally flex. Neither knew exactly why they had woken up to such a change in their own bodies but they both immediately recognized the person they were now under the sheets with and the guilt of their dreams soon washed away.

While they both experienced some initial hesitation at spending their anniversary in the bodies and identities of a straight couple, particularly one with lifestyles so averse to their own, a little exploration of their temporary bodies soon won them over. There was no doubt in Peter’s mind that he was a gay man but he found himself hopelessly attracted to the gorgeous blonde that Joe now was and relished the opportunity to pound his thick meat into her pussy again and again while she kissed and worshiped his body, filling their morning with some of the hottest sex the pair had ever had.

The restaurant manager didn’t even seem confused when the couple arrived to claim Peter’s reservation that evening, although he didn’t seem entirely impressed with the way the two were dressed. Peter and Joe had surprised themselves by spending a good portion of their afternoon doing a couples workout in the gym and found new ways to keep each other motivated, kissing and groping each other to the very limits of acceptability in such a public space. Still donned in their workout clothes, the two settled down in one of the restaurant’s private booths and clinked their glasses of champagne together in celebration of a successful day. All in all their one year anniversary had turned out to be as much of a wild adventure as the three-hundred and sixty-five days that had preceded it!