Be honest

You decide you need help to get through this thing, and if Zack is willing to help you, he is entitled to the truth. You brace yourself, wondering how he will take this.

“Zack, I need to tell you something,” you say. You explain what was going on, describing how overwhelming the sexual drive was, and confessing fully. Zack listens — first in puzzlement, then wide-eyed wonder, before growing reserved and thoughtful.

“I’m sorry, Zack,” you conclude. “I won’t do it again.”

Zack is uncharacteristically silent for a full minute. Finally, he speaks. “So you jacked my body and then jacked my body off? Honestly, I don’t know whether to punch you or give you high fives. It feels pretty creepy, but if anyone knows what it’s like to be totally turned on and in need to bust a nut, I guess it’s me. Besides, I can’t keep my hands off the Starship Zack,” he continues, motioning down to his crotch, “so how can I expect you to?”

“So I’m forgiven?” you ask, hopefully.

“For sure. Just be sure to take me out for dinner first next time. I’m not just a piece of meat, you know....” Zack grins and offers his hand.

Relieved, you grasp his hand in return.

“There’s something else, Zack.” You describe the mental images you experienced while in his body. Zack listens, rapt attention. When you describe the hot tub scene, he nearly jumps off the bed.

“Justin! You really were in my head! That totally happened! That was Mrs. Jackson, my math tutor in 10th grade. She was totally into me and used to let me come over for some AMAZING tutoring sessions! You saw the first time that I ever did it in the water! That was freaking intense, because she could hold her breath for about five minutes while —“

Zack continued on with his description of water sex with a cougar but you only half listen as you consider what this means. When Zack takes a breath, you interrupt.

“I wonder why I couldn’t read your memories when I tried again.”

“I dunno. Maybe it only works when you are beating off?”

“Or when I have my hand on Zack’s cock,” you think, but do not say, as you notice Zack getting hard again at the memory of his old math tutor.

“I’m still not sure why I had an orgasm,” you say, rubbing the dampness on your lap.

“Who knows,” says Zack. “You probably maintain at least some connection to your body when that is going on.”

“What about you?” you ask. “Do you remember anything?”

Zack thinks. “Not really. It’s all really hazy. I remember looking at you, waiting for a body swap, and then — nothing really.”

“We’ve got to figure out what’s going on,” you say. “This is dangerous screwing around without knowing what we’re doing. Come on, let’s go get some answers.”

As you speak, you slip off your wet jeans and boxer briefs and exchange them for clean ones. Zack looks at you and says, “Wow.... one thing has changed for sure. Suddenly you’re not Mr. Shy in front of me.”

You realize what he is talking about, and he’s right. You have always been shy about changing in front of Zack, but you just went down to bare skin with nary a thought. You laugh and try to dismiss it. “I guess you trusted me with your body, so there’s not a lot of secrets between us, huh?”

Zack says, “True... and while we’re on the subject, since you have an eye for the guys, and you’ve seen what I’ve got, I’ve been wondering.... I’m thinking of coloring my pubes — maybe a fluorescent green. What do you think? That ought to catch the ladies’ eyes, shouldn’t it? Or maybe I should shave the pubes entirely. What do you think? How do you see my package looking its best?”

“Probably pounding the hell out of my ass,” you say without thinking, and then slam your hand over your mouth in horror. Zack looks at you in astonishment and laughs. “Holy fuck! Something HAS happened to you! You never talk dirty! Dude, I’d totally drill you right now, if I leaned that way. What a deal to have a roommate you can bang whenever you want, huh? But wow.... keep talking like that and you will turn into me!”

Is that what is going on? Are you turning into Zack since you shared his body? This is so, so weird! You have got to figure it out.

The two of you finish getting dressed and head out the door. The question is, where do you go first?