Friday Body Switch Ch 04

Hi, all main characters in this story are work of fiction and above 18 years old. This chapter is where I want to say the sex starts to pick up, don't worry, Alec and Xander will have much more hot scenes coming in the next few chapters

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Chapter 4: The Mutual Suck Off

"Hey, guys!" I called out, joining their circle. "Ready to make tonight epic?"

Jordan, a slim and stylish guy with a mischievous grin, turned toward me. "Xander! Glad you could make it," he said, excitement evident in his voice. "We need your wingman skills tonight."

I smiled, slipping into the role of Xander effortlessly. "No worries, man. I've got your back. Where's Bard?"

Jake, who had accompanied me to the bar, chimed in, pointing toward a corner booth. "There he is, talking with some friends. Let's give them some space and come up with a plan."

We huddled together, plotting our strategy to help Jordan approach Bard and confess his feelings. Ideas flew back and forth, and I was struck by the genuine camaraderie of this group. Despite the uncertainty that lingered within me, I was grateful for their warmth and acceptance.

As the night progressed, I found myself engrossed in conversations, dancing to the music, and losing track of time. The worries and responsibilities of my own life faded into the background, replaced by the freedom and liberation that came with living someone else's existence.

The bar became a sanctuary, a place where I could explore new connections and experiences without the weight of expectations. I danced with strangers, engaged in heartfelt conversations, and let myself be swept away by the energy of the night. It was intoxicating, and for a moment, I forgot about the impending return to my own body.

Hours flew by, and I realized it was getting close to midnight—the time when I remembered that this body might switch ownership. I made my way toward Jordan, who was nervously fidgeting near the entrance of the bar.

"Hey, man," I said, clapping a hand on his shoulder. "Tonight's the night. You ready?"

Jordan's face lit up with a mix of excitement and anxiety. "I think so," he replied, his voice slightly shaky. "Thanks for being here, Xander. It means a lot."

I nodded, offering a reassuring smile. "You got this. Just be yourself and go for it. And remember, we're all here for you."

With a deep breath, Jordan headed toward Bard, who was standing alone by the bar. I watched from a distance, my heart pounding in anticipation. The moments stretched on, each second feeling like an eternity.

Finally, Jordan approached Bard, and I could see their conversation unfold. Their body language shifted, their expressions changing from uncertainty to warmth. It was a sight to behold, witnessing the courage and vulnerability it took to put oneself out there.

As I stood there, a mixture of anticipation and satisfaction swelled within me. I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride for Jordan, knowing that I had played a small part in helping him take this leap of faith. The air crackled with nervous energy, and I held my breath, waiting for the outcome.

Bard's eyes widened as Jordan shared his feelings, and a smile slowly crept across his face. He leaned in, responding with a heartfelt sincerity that made my heart soar. The joy and relief on Jordan's face were evident as they laughed, their connection growing stronger with every passing moment.

A wave of contentment washed over me as I realized that, in some way, I had helped create a spark between these two individuals. It was a reminder of the power of human connection, of the way our actions and support could change the course of someone's life.

As the night drew to a close, the group reconvened, celebrating the newfound connection between Jordan and Bard. Laughter and hugs filled the air as they shared stories and toasted to a night filled with bravery and vulnerability.

Amidst the celebration, I caught sight of Xander's reflection in a mirror. He stood there, observing the scene with a mix of fascination and gratitude. I couldn't help but wonder what he would think when he returned to his own body and discovered the impact he had made through me.

With the night coming to an end, the weight of my borrowed identity began to settle back upon me. I bid farewell to the newfound friends I had made and started the journey back to Xander's house, a bittersweet feeling tugging at my heart.

As I walked through the quiet streets, the sounds of the city fading into the distance, I reflected on the transformative power of stepping into someone else's shoes. Through my temporary inhabitation of Xander's life, I had not only discovered a newfound sense of confidence but had also helped foster a connection that may have otherwise remained unspoken.

When I finally reached Xander's house, I took a moment to savor the stillness of the night. I stood on the doorstep, feeling the weight of the upcoming transition back to my own body. The experience had been extraordinary, pushing the boundaries of my own limitations and teaching me valuable lessons about empathy, acceptance, and the power of connection.

With a mixture of gratitude and longing, I closed my eyes and embraced the impending return. I knew that when I opened my eyes again, I would be back in my own skin.

In my dream realm, I found myself in a magnificent palace, built with stones seemingly made to look like the cosmos itself. In the middle of the room there was a throne made from black marble with yellow patterns, sitting on the throne was none other than Samanuel the humanoid himself.

"I see that you had an eventful night, you let yourself loose a bit too" Samanuel smiled at me, it was the first time I've seen him smile. "I know there are lots of questions you want to ask, but they will be answered in due time"

With that, after feeling the familiar Zero-G floating sensation, I opened my eyes again. This time I found myself in my own room, the rays of sunshine coming from the customary left side again.

I stretched my limbs and took a moment to reorient myself in my own body. The memories of the previous night were still fresh in my mind, and a smile played on my lips as I recalled the connections I had made and the impact I had witnessed.

As I sat up in bed, I noticed a small, intricately folded piece of paper on my nightstand. Curiosity piqued, I picked it up and unfolded it. It was a handwritten note, and the familiar handwriting belonged to Xander:

"Hey there, my temporary alter ego! I hope you had an incredible time last night. I wanted to thank you for stepping into my shoes and for being there for Jordan. Xander"

It is shocking how neatly written the handwriting is, for a guy like Xander anyways. But then reality sets in, I am back in my own pathetic body. My arms weak, and my chest flat. The difference between my own body compared to Xander's made me feel sad, depressed even.

I picked up my smartphone by the bedside and started to text Xander, but my typing was soon cut off when I saw Xander himself was typing a message in chat to me.

Hey bro, thanks again for last night with Jordan and the boys, I'm coming over now to your place right now, there is something I wanted to try.

My heart skipped a beat when I read this message, Xander, the guy whose body I was just in yesterday is coming over right now to meet me. For a good minute, I did not know what to text him back. I was tempted to say I was busy, but who am I fooling, being in my body, Xander would've figured out that I got nothing planned this weekend, cause I got no friends.

Hesitantly, I texted Xander back.

Sure, I'll see you in a hour

I decided to take a shower and get dressed casually, I cleaned the house a little bit in anticipation of Xander's arrival. As the one-hour mark draws near I nervously looked at the door, waiting any second for the doorbell to ring. When the doorbell finally rang, I jumped from the couch to open the door for Xander.

Seeing Xander in front of me face to face was a trip. Sure, I looked at Xander's face and body in the mirror a little too much yesterday. But standing before me, Xander's 6'4 height towered over my 5'7 body. He is even more breathtaking than I remembered in the mirror. I took a deep breath, trying to hide my insecurities and regain my composure. "Hey, Xander. Come on in," I said, stepping aside to let him enter.

Xander flashed me a warm smile and stepped into the house. "Thanks, Alec. It's good to see you again, man," he said, his voice filled with genuine warmth. "I hope I didn't catch you at a bad time."

I shook my head, trying to suppress my nervousness. "No, not at all. I was just getting ready for the day. Can I get you anything? Coffee, water?"

Xander glanced around the room, taking in the modest surroundings. "Water would be great, thanks," he replied. "Listen, Alec, I wanted to talk to you about something important."

As I fetched a glass of water from the kitchen, my mind raced with possibilities. What could Xander want to discuss? Had he discovered something about our body-swap experience? My hands trembled slightly as I handed him the glass, hoping he wouldn't notice my anxiety.

Xander took a sip of water, his gaze steady and thoughtful. "I actually find your body and life to be very adorable and cute," he began. "I know you might think that might life and body are better than yours, but trust me that's not true," he continued.

Without warning, Xander made a sudden move on me. I was pinned to the walls of my own studio, and before I could react, Xander's lips were on mine. Feeling the warmth of his body and the wetness of his lips sent wave after waves of electricity to my body. A lust so primal ignited from the bottom of my soul, fullying engulfing me in its flame.

I can feel the bump and grind of all the muscle on Xander's body, his beefy arms wrapped around me as I struggle to wrap my own arms around him. We grinded on each other's bodies through our clothes, and I feel my dick stiffen from this interaction.

"Let's go to my bedroom," I said in a whisper.

After reaching my bedroom, Xande tore off the t-shirt he was wearing, exposing his huge pecs and washboard abs. I can see the fiery lust in his eyes as he reached over to me and practically ripped the clothes from my body. He then wrestled me out of the shorts I was wearing, and before we know it, we were both stripped down naked.

I felt my own cock oozing precum, and when I looked down upon Xander's dick, his cock was dripping precum too! A powerful lust took over my body as put my own lips against Xander's 8 inch rod.

My lips made contact with its head, and I licked the salty precum off. Then I took his dick into my mouth inch by inch. I can feel the veins of his cock aganist my tongue, at first I bobbed my head slowly going, but then going faster and faster

"Oh gauhh~~ that fe-feels so gooOOod!" Xander mumbled, with his eyes rolling to the back of his eyesocket.

I hungrily devoured his dick and then I used my hands to play with his balls, his testicles full of cum that's about to be in my mouth. "ooOOohH, that's it, don't stop, f-fuuuccck~" Xander's moans intensifies as I bring him closer and closer to the edge.

Xander grabbed my head and started thrusting rapidly into my mouth, I was caught off guard by his sudden movements and choked on his dick. "AHHHH, FUCCCK, I'M GONNA CUM!!!" Xander yelled. After a few more powerful thrusts I felt the first rope of his cum hitting the back of my mouth, remembering how powerful his cumshots were from last night jerking off his dick while I was in his body. "Ahhh, Ooohhoo~" Xander continued, making primal noises that are music to my years.

When he finally pulled his dick out of my mouth I coughed, choked, and gagged, with my eyes red and tearing up from all the action.

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry dude, your mouth just feels so soft I got carried away" Xander apologized, coming off from his orgasmic high. "Are you good bro?"

"y-yeah"I said while panting for air, "just give me a warning next time, but that was HOT" I said.

"Here, let me make it up to you" Xander said as he threw me on the bed. I landed on my back, and before I knew it, Xander was between my legs with my own dick in his mouth.

Xander's mouth feels warm and soft, a feeling that no fleshlight could ever come close to. As he continued to work his magic up and down my shaft, I begin to feel the cum boiling in my balls. I feel it traveling to my dick just barely stopping at the edge.

"Oh Xander, I-Imma bout to c-" My sentence was cut off as Xander without warning put his big strong hands on my balls. Upon making contact with my balls, it pushed me over the edge and I started to violently cum in Xanders mouth. "AHHH, FACCCKK!" I gasped, at that moment it felt like my soul was exiting my body through my dick.

I must have orgasmed for a good 20 seconds before regaining my consciousness, and when I did I was immediately met with a kiss on the mouth from Xander. I was expecting Xander to spit my cum back into my mouth, and to be honest I was hoping he would've done that. But instead, I only got a taste of the residue the salty cum on Xander's lips. He actually swallowed the biggest load I have ever came at that point!

We made out passionately as Xander's own body weight descended upon me, our tongues dancing in our mouths. I greedily used my tongue to explore all of interior's of Xander's mouth as he did the same with mine.

After an unknown amount of time have passed, Xander got off of me and lay beside me on my right. "I want to big spoon you" he whispered in my ears, giving it a slight nibble while at it.

We rearranged ourselves on the bed with me being the small spoon and Xander being the big spoon. My small legs tangled up under the blanket with Xander's trunks. Xander's muscular arms wrapped around my body. I never felt so protected and secure in my life.

As an overpowering sleepiness overcame me, my eyelids begin to feel heavy. Right as I entered deep sleep, on the corner of my eye, I saw Samamuel hovering over the bed with a mysterious grin. I wanted to say something, but before I could I was already fast asleep.