BECOMING DEAN GEYER FOR NEW YEARS PART 2

Normally, when I transform others I simply move on and let them enjoy their new lives. But, this time, I became a part of the fantasy. I'd transformed myself into Darren Criss. Dean and I were together for New Years. Two handsome, young men in their prime who were madly in love. As we left the New Year's party I could barely take my eyes off him in his perfectly tailored tux. God, he was so fucking handsome and when he touched me it lit everything inside on fire. 

We drove home and he was all over me as soon as the front door closed. He slid his hands into my coat, moved it down my back. Lower, his fingers teased the edge of my pants. I felt his hand slide into them, move over my ass as he pulled me closer, his eyes never leaving mine. Those flawless eyes. I'd never felt this way before. Maybe I'd gone too far this time. Maybe toying with reality and transforming people was a mistake. He licked his lips, and could barely breathe as his other hand drifted gently behind my neck. He pulled me in and our lips touched, his tongue sliding in to touch mine as they danced momentarily. I could feel his breath against my face as he kissed me harder and I kissed him back.

SECOND CHANCE

Malcolm knew there were fewer days ahead than behind and was lonelier that ever. It was Christmas. He had no family and very few friends, his entire life given to work and worshipping the almighty dollar. He’d never fallen in love or had children and regretted every moment he’d wasted on meaningless things . . . and he wished he could have a second chance. He’d do everything differently.

FAMILY MAN

It was Christmas Eve and Eddie found himself alone again. It was much different than when he was a kid, when he was surrounded by family and laughter and love. It got worse every year. People passed away and family members became distant. And now, finally, he was alone. He’d never gotten married or had kids and there was a part of him that wished, more than anything that he could have that life . . . that he could have that flawless Christmas.

Closing his eyes, he imagined what it would be like. A wife. Kids. The smell of a freshly cut tree. The world would be a very different place and he could almost smell the scent of cinnamon and evergreen in the air as he closed his eyes. He felt a warmth rise inside him as he wished harder, as he wished life could be different. He dreamed of a different time when things were simpler, when Christmas was magical again.

CHRISTMAS SWAPS 3

     Christmas morning was a time for miraculous changes for those who deserved it, but for others it was a time of payback . . . for being naughty.

OFFICER MATHEWS, MARCUS AND HENRY

 

     Marcus was in his second year of law school at Harvard, and had been obsessed with making things right in the world since he was a kid. Unfortunately, he'd not been born with the drive or stamina to do what he truly wanted to do . . . become a police officer. But, when he opened his eyes on Christmas morning, he wasn't in his own body. He was no longer the stocky black law student with glasses and a 4.0 GPA. He was Officer Brent Mathews.

     Getting ready for work, the last of Officer Mathews memories flooded Marcus's mind. It was strange being in a different body and being an older white man who was the complete opposite of who Marcus was before. That wasn't even the strangest part. He loved putting on the tight uniform and badge. He loved the weight of his belt and the way the gun felt in his hand. Mathews was exactly who Marcus dreamed of being when he was a kid, and then he realized that Mathews was as dirty cop. He took bribes under the table and abused his badge . . . but Marcus would change all that. He'd make Mathews the fucking bad ass cop he should be.

     The strangest part of it all was being straight. The thought of dick and riding another man's ass made him almost sick to his stomach, but the thought of riding his girlfriend made him hard as a rock. 

     He was taking her out for Christmas dinner tonight and Mathews was going to propose. He knew she'd say yes and Marcus couldn't help but smile as he put on his shades and gave his reflection a stern look before snapping a photo. This was who he was now. He was going to turn Mathews life around and show his future wife just how much he loved her when he got off duty tonight. He was going to be the dominant, alpha male he'd always dreamed of being. 

CHRISTMAS SWAPS 2

     Christmas morning was a time for miraculous changes for those who were nice, but for others it was a time of payback . . . for being naughty.

ADAM AND SAM

 

     Adam stood there, staring at his son's reflection. He'd gone to bed with his wife, listening to her bitch about Christmas and all the things he had left to do. But, when he woke up Christmas morning he wasn't in his body anymore. He was in his son's.

     It was like looking at himself twenty-five years ago. He'd always been an amazing father and husband, but he was tired of his life and wished for a second chance. If he could do it all over again, he'd make different choices. He'd live life to the fullest, take more chances and have A LOT more fun. Maybe that's what this was . . . a second chance. He was young and handsome again and couldn't help but smile at his son's reflection. He would've felt bad if his son wasn't such a spoiled asshole. 

     He snapped a pic with his phone. He'd heard the kids talking about Tinder, and it was time he checked it out. Maybe he'd check Grinder out while he was at it. After all, he was going to take more chances this time around. May as well be open to a little cock every now and then.

CHRISTMAS SWAPS 1

     Christmas morning was a time for miraculous changes for those who were nice, but for others it was a time of payback . . . for being naughty. 

MR. JACOBS AND MELANIE

 

     Melanie had always lusted after her boyfriend Todd's dad, Mr. Jacobs. For a long time she fantasized about giving him a serious blow job, wondering if his dick was anything like Todd's . . . maybe bigger, better. But, when she woke up Christmas morning in Mr. Jacob's body, she realized that she wasn't hot for him. She wanted to be him. 

     Standing there, looking at her reflection in the mirror, she felt her new cock swell in her pants and eased her new, strong hand into her pants and felt herself up. She was covered in precum and couldn't help but smile. Damn she was good looking.

     "I think I'm going to have fun in this body," she said, the sound of her own masculine voice making her rise even more.   

CHRISTMAS WISH

          Teddy had never found true love and even though he was a perfectly handsome, older bear, he didn’t get out much. It’s not that he didn’t want to hook up with guys or play around. He was just into guys that he felt were way out of his league and staying home and jerking off to porn with his cock ring on seemed easier than getting turned down all the time. It was something he’d accepted long ago . . . until Nick and Gavin moved in next door.