Well dad feels great

Martin was disoriented. One moment he had been cumming from getting head from Ben in Kevin’s body, and the next he was kneeling over some young man, ass planted on top of the man’s crotch. His body felt different, much lighter.

“Umm, can I borrow your phone for a minute?” Martin meekly asked the boy he was on top of.

“Sure thing babe,” said the young man.

Martin opened up the camera app and turned on the inner cam. His own son’s cute face greeted him from the phone light. He put a hand up to his new face just to confirm that this was actually happening.

He smiled brightly at his own reflection, overflowing with joy. It’s not like he didn’t like his real body. On the contrary, he loved being a muscular bear of a man with body hair galore. But to be young again, and as his own cute son was incredible, and hot. Even this young man he was sitting on would’ve been totally off limits in his real body. Sure, the man was old enough to legally have sex, but people harshly judged those in their forties for having sex with ‘barely legal’ people. He grinded on the boy’s bulge beneath him just to revel in the opportunity. The boy became hard.

Martin wanted a memento from this occasion, just in case he’d return to his proper body and never get to be in Ben’s again. He pulled the waistband of his tighty whities and took both a look at and a picture of his son’s cute little junk using the boy’s phone. He texted the pic to his real phone so that he’d have it after the swap back.

“Thanks handsome,” said Martin, returning the boy’s phone and boldly giving him a kiss. The boy did more than reciprocate, he took control of the little kiss and turned it into a full on make out session, leaning all the way back to his towel on the sand, and forcing the man turned boy on top of him, their muscular chests touching. Martin had never gotten to kiss a boy before. It was weird not being the one expected to ‘lead’ so to speak. It made him wanna give it all to this boy.

They laid there ‘tongue tied’ for a while, as other beach goers looked on, some in disgust or homophobia, some curious, and some in straight up lust. It wasn’t as if plenty of straight couples on the beach weren’t doing the same thing, but two handsome young men doing it was so much more of a spectacle.

Martin remembered how the curse had been working with Ben and Kevin. He didn’t wanna get off just yet if it meant that the incredible experience of being his son would come to an end. He was worried that this make out session would lead to his orgasm, as he already felt his new penis pre cumming in his undies.

“I gotta go. Did I give you my number yet?” Asked Martin.

“Yeah babe, remember?” Asked the boy.

“Oh right. Well use it, handsome. I don’t want this to be the first and last time we hang out,” said Martin before giving the boy another peck on the lips. It wasn’t a lie either.

Martin stood up, still hard, and left the boy’s beach encampment and headed back to where he and his sons had set up theirs. His sons were cuddled up on the beach towels looking very naughty as they smirked at their dad.