Relieve the pressure

With everything going on right now, the last thing you need is the distraction of blue balls. You consider again the prospect of emptying your load into your own **** lips, but decide you just want to get your rocks off quickly and refocus on your situation.

With that in mind, you go to work on rubbing your — I mean, ZACK’S — extremely erect penis. It is already leaking precum, and you know it won’t take long to come to climax, even with the distractions of the situation.

Almost too late, you realize you need a place to unload. If you do it right here, you will likely get some on Zack’s boxers, the floor, and who knows where else. As powerful as this one feels, and as weird as this day is, you wouldn’t be surprised if you shot your load straight through the wall!

You glance down at Zack’s unmade bed. There are no shortage of cum stains on his sheets, even though he washed them not more than 2 days ago. Dropping the boxers down to your ankles and kicking them off, you flop back on Zack’s bed and beat off to your heart’s content.

As you do, you wonder if Zack will have any memory of this when you switch back and if he does, will he be pissed or even care.

You reach down and cup your friend’s balls with his own hand. How many times had you laid awake, listening to the slapping of his hand against his schlong? He buys lube by bulk, just to keep from getting friction burn from his activities, and it has paid off, because the skin you are touching is so smooth, sensitive, and erotic.

Your thoughts go to what a stud and horndog your friend is and wonder how long he has been his way. Suddenly your thoughts fill with pictures of a much younger Zack — probably 11 or 12 — browsing a porn site and experiencing the thrill of erotic excitement. Where did that come from? Were you imagining it, or did you just share one of Zack’s memories?

Continuing to stroke a rapidly-throbbing cock with one hand, your other hand searches downward and explores Zack’s anus. You wonder if anyone has ever touched it before, when you experience another flood of mental images — this time you see Zack at about age 17. He’s in a hot tub, facing a woman who appears to be in her 30’s. In his memory you feel the sensation of this woman’s foot reaching across the tub and fondling Zack’s bare genitals under the water. As Zack moans in surprise and pleasure, you feel the woman’s foot explore downward and begin to circle Zack’s ass with her big toe.

With that, you reach an explosive climax. It is so powerful and so sudden that you cry out, and you see hot semen flying through the air, covering your belly, your hands, and Zack’s bedding.

The images you had in your mind abruptly stop, and you realize you have also stopped breathing because of the intensity of the moment. Zack’s body is covered in sweat and cum, and your vision is somewhat hazy, as if you are just waking up.

You glance over at your still **** body. It has not moved, but you see a growing wet spot on your jeans where an erect pole had been visible earlier. Did that happen because of what you did while in Zack’s body, or was that the result of Mr. Horndog occupying your body and having a wet dream?

And what was up with those images? Were you reading Zack’s memories or just having a very vivid fantasy?

The knocking at the door has stopped, and you know you have to switch bodies soon. Switching back now will make it pretty evident that you were taking liberties with Zack’s penis, and you feel guilty about that. You could probably explain it as some mysterious side effect of the event and Zack might even welcome the thought that an orgasm was just one more bonus. Still....

You glance again at the wet spot on your own jeans. Maybe you should clean up a bit and put some clean clothes on your own body before switching back with Zack.

That assumes, of course, that you will be able to. A glance at the clock shows you that you have been jacking off for well over an hour! Maybe you will have trouble switching back after all this time.

And what if Zack was aware of what you were doing?

Man, this day has really gotten complicated!