Flynn's tranquil poolside relaxation was shattered by a sudden, jarring sensation, as he found himself in a reality that defied all logic. As he lay there, a strange warmth enveloped his face, and his eyes fluttered open, only to be greeted by a sight that left him utterly bewildered. There, mere inches from his face, was a cock—a colossal, throbbing monster— that seemed to rival the size of his own head. His eyes widened in shock as he processed the surreal image. In this unexpected body swap, Flynn's mouth had seemingly taken on a mind of its own. He felt the weight of the man's shaft resting on his face, and as he realized what was happening, he discovered his plump lips were wrapped around the man's balls, the taste of his sacs salty and distinct. With a moment of clarity, Flynn released the man's balls from his mouth, the sound of a wet 'pop' reverberating in the charged air. "What The...?" Flynn's thought trailed off as he tried to process the situation.
But before he could gather his wits, the man's commanding voice cut through the haze. "Get back to work, Sarah. Don't make me remind you again." The mention of the name Sarah sent a chill down Flynn's spine, and he realized he was now trapped in a stranger's body, performing acts he could never have imagined. Not ever as a straight man. The man towered above, his muscular frame exuding a raw masculinity that only heightened Flynn's confusion and arousal in his unfamiliar form. As Flynn's eyes adjusted to the sudden change in perspective, he took in the sight of the man's impressive manhood, a throbbing testament to his desire. It stood tall, its length and girth a testament to the pleasure it could bring, and Flynn, trapped in Sarah's body, felt a strange curiosity amidst the shock. With every gentle lick and kiss, Flynn explored the unfamiliar terrain. The man's cock was a work of art, veined and pulsating, its head glistening with pre-cum as he lavished attention upon it. The skin was smooth, yet firm, and as his tongue swirled and teased, he discovered the sweet spots that made the man above him tremble. A soft moan, "Ahh..." escaped the man's lips, and Flynn felt a strange sense of power, even in his vulnerable state. Sarah's body responded to the stimulation in ways Flynn never had experienced. Her nipples, now his, hardened beyond anything he'd ever felt before, and a warm, tingling sensation radiated from between his thighs. The taste of the man's essence was intoxicating, and as he suckled on his heavy balls, now and then, he savored the salty flavor, his mouth watering in response.
Flynn's feminine hands, guided by an instinct not his own, roamed over the man's thighs, feeling the strength in their muscles. His fingers gently caressed, eliciting shudders of pleasure. "Oh... yes," the man breathed, his hips thrusting gently, encouraging Flynn to take him deeper. The sensation of being filled and stretched was bizarre yet not entirely unpleasant, and as he accommodated the man's length, a sense of fullness and warmth spread throughout his new body. As the man's pleasure intensified, his breath became ragged, and his moans grew louder, transforming into primal grunts. "Oh, Sarah... yes, like that..." His hands tightened in Flynn's long hair, guiding him in a rhythmic dance of lust.
Flynn was just laying down by the pool, enjoying the sun on his back, the cool breeze guiding him gently to sleep. As he slept he felt a strange warmth and pressure on his face.
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Nothing made any sense. Flynn wasn't gay, he didn't know who this man was, he wasn't by the pool anymore, and he'd certainly never suck on someone's ballsack. As he pulled back, a wet pop echoing through the room, the man looked down at Flynn and said, "Get back to work Sarah. You'll finish what you started if you want me to forget about those beers I found in your bag." The man's tone aggressive put an immense amount of fear into Flynn, as he started to gingerly lick and kiss the man's cock and balls, his mind still racing as he tried to figure out what had happened, where he was and who this Sarah was.