ELDERLY NEIGHBORHOOD

 

From TRAVIS THE DEMON, a blog I loved and miss quite a lot. Please message me, Travis!

NEW PERSPECTIVE

I opened my eyes, startled awake to find myself in a strange room. I was completely naked, trying to figure out what the hell was going on as I found an older guy coming toward me. He was about my dad’s age and was completely naked, his dick grazing my leg as he moved closer, smiling down at me.

“You okay, Marty?” He smiled down at my rock hard dick … a dick I DID NOT recognize and who the hell was Marty?

DADDY

 

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SOMETHING SCARY PART II

It had been two weeks since I’d given Grant the body suit and “costume” that changed him into the new, more strict Gary. Now, he liked to smoke cigars and was more a southern redneck with a thick mustache and deep voice, but nobody in the office seemed to notice the change. It was like it had always been this way and, even though Gary was more strict than Grant, he was also really good at taking care of me and then there was the fucking. Jesus, Gary knew how to use that huge new cock of his and when the shop owner told me the it was a SPECIAL costume shop, I never knew EXACTLY what they meant until Grant changed. He was my Daddy now, and he knew how to take care of me. I honestly never expected to love my job so much and didn’t feel like it could get any better … until Gary asked me to come in on a Saturday.

I stood in front of the mirror in the employee bathroom and made sure I was perfect for him. He loved my hair slicked back and I was wearing the blue tie he’d given me last week. I loved taking care of myself for Daddy. I knew he’d appreciate it and when daddy was happy, he made me even happier.

CIGAR GOD II

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BULLLIED TO BULLY

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THREE PERFECT WISHES

When I realized the Genie was real, I made a few changes. I’d really been lonely since my best friend Greg left for the Marines. We were always the guy and girl everybody THOUGHT should be dating, but we never did. I’m pretty sure I knew why, but . . .

Number 1 : I wish I was in the Marine Corps with my best friend, Greg.

In a flash, I was standing on a base in a Marine uniform. I glanced down at my body . . . holy shit, I was a dude! I found the nearest bathroom and there I was . . . the NEW me staring back. I was cute, a real small town every guy vibe. I moved my hands over my beefy pecs, adjusted my new cock. this was strange, but I liked it . . . a lot . . . but I knew Greg wasn't into the young twink kind of guys. He liked them a bit older. So . . .

CHANGED DADDY

The best way to describe my dad was straight corporate douchebag and since he and my mom split, he spent most nights at the bar afterwork hitting on anything in a skirt. I couldn’t count the number of women he’d brought home, fucking them endlessly down the hall as I had to listen. He’d always give me shit because I wasn’t tapping as much ass as “the old man.” Little did he know … I was interested in a whole different kind of ass … and cock. 

Then one night he came home early and caught me watching gay porn on my computer and things got ugly fast.