NEW POINT OF VIEW

I was having another wet dream, but when I opened my eyes I was leaning over another man. I was looking down at a body that wasn't mine as this guy stroked my cock. I was muscular and hairy, a far cry from the middle-aged banker I normally was. I couldn't tell what I looked like, but felt my muscles tense as he stroked my cock, my deep voice rumbling from within as I reached for his ass with furry arms and large, strong hands. I wasn't sure what I looked like or who I was, but this guy worked out. I felt incredible. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM

My mom spent her entire life making sure I was safe and pretty much gave up everything so I could have a great childhood. I guess you could say I was a total "mama's boy." We'd been joined at the hip since I was a kid. I mean, if I'm being honest, I'd never even been on a date and wasn't that great looking. Hell, I didn't even know what to do with a girl much less how to get one.

INSPIRE ME!

I've been crazy busy this summer and falling behind on my writing for the blog, although I really have the urge to hit some swaps this week! So, I was thinking it would be fun to open up to submissions for the first time. I mean, I'm not the only one with swap fantasies, right? So, send me pics or any fantasies you might have for swaps. I need some inspiration and would love to write up some of YOUR fantasies. Hit me up via email or on Snapchat. Get creative! Send me some killer photos!

FaceSwap LIVE

One of these faces might actually be me. Cheers!

BACK ON THE TEAM

When I wished to be young again, back on the college football team, this IS NOT what I had in mind. I'm not the quarterback I was twenty years ago. Instead, I'm the guy servicing the quarterback and the worst part is . . . I'm starting to like it. 

STRAIGHTEN UP

Not bad, right? This is a pic from last night's party and I fucking had a blast. Thing is, this isn't my body. Well, it is now, but that guy in the pic is my brother, Brody. He was a giant fag. He always had been, but not many people knew about it and, quite honestly, it disgusted me. It was even worse when he entered the Army. It was a total charade and don't get me started on the whole ask don't tell thing.

SISTER TIME

Me and my sister had grown farther apart since she left for college. I was still stuck in high school, a nerdy geek, while she was living in a sorority house partying every weekend over two hundred miles away. I missed the relationship we used to have when she lived at home. Nobody understood me the way she did, but when I made the wish to be closer to her again I never imagined what would happen.

THE RECRUITER : PART 2

 

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            I sat there, staring up at his cock as the recruiter took a seat in front of me. He leaned back, gave me a stern look.

            “Let me ask you something,” he said. “Do you want to keep slinging pizzas in a fat body with no future in sight or do you want to become a true man, a Marine like me?”

            “I’d have a completely new life?”

            “Everything you’ve ever wanted.”

            “Okay,” I whispered. “I want a new life.”  

THE TOTEM : YOUNG AGAIN

     I sat in my study, staring down at the totem. It was something I'd done every night for the last week, wondering if it could possibly be true. Could it grant wishes? Could it truly give me anything I wanted? Change my life?

     It wasn't that I had a bad life. I was middle-aged, had a wonderful wife and two kids in college. I was an accountant at a major firm and had everything I could have wanted. My life was good . . . but it had never been great. I'd never been exciting. I'd always played it safe and would give anything to be able to do it all over again.

     I thought about what I'd wish for. What would I, Daniel Masters, want out of life if I could do it all over again?