The Summer Is Magic - Black
@bizzhideaway woke up from a deep slumber with a ringing in his head. The last thing he remembered was his room suddenly going dark and slipping on a discarded piece of underwear. His body hit the floor with a thump, and the last thing he felt was a pair of strong arms slide under his chest and knees, lift him up and carry him outside. Still half asleep, he tried to stretch because they were feeling a little stiff, but when he tried to move his limbs, he found them not budging. His eyes flew open and he looked around.
The room was semi well-lit by some torches and there were four pillars, with chains coming out of them, tying Bizz up spread eagle with his hands attached to the pillars and his feet chained to the ground. It was at this point that he realised two things, he was both naked and not alone. Between the other two pillars, a familiar face was visible. “Good to see that you’re awake. All I remember was some black ball ‘entering me’, then I was lifting you up and then I woke up here.” Bizz was flabberghasted. “You’re Michael B Jordan!” Michael sighed. “Perhaps that’s not the important part here? But yes, you can get autographs later. But now we have to focus on getting out of here and not on my dick.” Bizz quickly and shamefully turned his gaze to the gorgeous face. “Sooo, any idea of how we’re getting out of here Michael?”
At that moment, Michael groaned in pain. “What’s wrong?” He threw his head back. “Fuck! No idea, but these chains burn like hell!” Michael tried to break free, but you notice that the chain around his left arm has a little black goop on it. “Try the upper left chain? It has something on it so perhaps it’s weaker!” Michael looked at you and up at the chain until he finally sees what Bizz meant. “No idea what that is, kinda looks like oil?” He gives one hard tug, but it doesn’t break. Instead, it starts dripping down the chain, heading for his arm fast. With a bunch of curses, Michael tried to escape by tugging more, but all that accomplished was that the goop was now accelerating. With one last tug, the chain finally broke but sadly for Michael, the goop already reached his wrist and vanished with a shimmer. “What the fuck?”
Bizz looked at the actor and he looked back at him, both unsure of what was happening. A few seconds later, Michael’s eyes started rolling into the back of his head and his cock hardened in record speed. Although it was quite disturbing, Bizz was aroused by the 11-inch fuckstick that hit Michael’s rockhard abs and left a little precum there. His arm became limp and Michael looked near dead if he wasn’t panting and throbbing. “...Michael? Are you... okay?” He answered with a grunt and a nod of his head towards Bizz’s right arm. Before Bizz could divert his gaze from the hunk however, he felt an intrusion in his brain. His eyes rolled back and his cock stiffened to a semi-erection. He lowered his head so he could see Michael again, and he was just in time to see his free hand wrap around his cock and stroke it mechanically. Through the chain around his right arm, white fluid trailed out of his arm, over the chain and into the pillar.
At the same time, Bizz saw the same fluid trail from his left arm and he felt a little woozy. The chain around his right arm vanished and the arm immediately grabbed for his cock, stroking it to its full 9 inches of glory. With more liquid oozing out of him through the chains, Bizz felt his consciousness fleeting once more and when he glanced over at Michael, he saw the flow had stopped and that he was just blankly stroking. With one last moan, Bizz felt the last part of his mind get sucked out and leave through the chain. Via the chains between the pillars, the liquids changed sides with Michael’s juice trailing towards Bizz’s old body via the same chain that administered the black juice. Sadly on Michael’s side, Bizz’s juice had no way of getting to the body since the chain broke in Michael’s attempt to escape, causing his juice to stay stored in the pillar. When the final drop of the pearly substance entered Bizz, his abs contracted and he started shooting his cum mixed with some of the black goo. When the orgasm died down, life returned to his body and the chains vanished into thin air, dropping him to the floor.
“What just happened...” Michael looked around and noticed his own body, still chained up and edging. “Wait, if that’s me, then I am...” He looked down at his new arms and rubbed his pecs while moaning. “Fuckkkk...” He stood up and flexed his new muscles. “Not as hard as my old body, but I can work with this.” He looked back at his deserted husk which is still stroking and he notices the broken chain. He quickly dashed towards the pillar and with the chain in one hand and the other pressed against the stone, he conducted the spirit towards his new body. While Bizz passed through his old body, he found the chance to heighten some of his pleasure points as a “thank you” to Michael which was met with squirts of precum and an ear-deafening moan.
Bizz opened his new eyes and came within seconds. His chains evaporated and he kissed his old body hard. A hidden door opened and some clothes were tossed inside. They quickly got dressed and headed for the door, which revealed a long flight of stairs. As they made their way out, their minds started merging, allowing them to communicate and feel whatever the other felt from anywhere on the world. The stairs led to another door. With one last kiss, they opened the door and found themselves in a huge store, with shelves as far as the eye could see. Even though they were intrigued to browse, they knew better and ran for the exit, the door closing softly behind them. A man in a tuxedo sighed behind the counter. “Glad that went well, I need to focus more next time.” He then lifted up a vial of white liquid. “Although, can’t really say that there’s a negative outcome here.”