My Soul Got Stuck In Another Person’s Body!!

I had always had one dream, which was to be an inventor. I had this dream even if I knew that I wasn’t going to be one. My parents and Grandma had always told me about sacrifices. They said that I had to make sacrifices. I would sacrifice my dream to be an inventor, in order for me to become a billionaire heir. They wanted me to sacrifice all my pleasure, my love, my happiness for the responsibilities ahead of me.

But this time I didn’t feel like doing any of that. I didn’t want to sacrifice my happiness with Jason for some bullshit family business.

I liked him and I wanted the world to know that I was gay.

“What are you thinking about?” Jason asked as he placed his hand on my face, stroking it lightly.

I and Jason spent the night at the hotel after our intense fucking. We talked about a lot of personal things after that, I told him about my family and literally everything about me. So did he. He told me that he had a desk job but he worked part-time as a mechanic.

I checked the time. It was eight am. I had to get ready for work.

“Hey, I have to go” I said to him

“So soon?” He asked

“Yeah”

“Stay a little longer”

“I’m late to work” I tilted my head and kissed him. It was slow and passionate.

“I’ll see you later”

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When I got home, I quickly took a shower and dressed to work. I texted with Jason the whole time. I couldn’t wait to meet him after work.

After I finished dressing, I grabbed my suitcase and went downstairs.

I greeted my parents and grandma as I walked past the dinning room.

“Won’t you eat before you leave?” My mom asked

“No mum, I’m late” I said and was about to leave

“Harley” Matriarch Sheila called and I stopped in my tracks. What did she want now?

“Yes, Matriarch” I turned to her

“The Monasto family is coming over to dinner at our house tonight. Make sure to be there” she said and resumed eating.

I felt deflated by what she just said. The last thing I wanted to do was spend time with the Monasto family. I had to meet Jason this night and I didn’t want to bail on him.

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Time flew quick and night fell. I hadn’t gone home yet. I had two options which were:

Go home and have dinner with my parents and the Monastos

Or spend the night with Jason and risk my grandma’s wrath.

I didn’t want to spend the whole night missing Jason while I sat at a tension filled dinner with my family and the Monasto family.

So I decided to go with option two. I drove straight to the hotel.

When I got into the room, Jason was on the bed, waiting for me. He wore only a boxer short which made his whole body visible to me. His muscles couldn’t be more defined, his handsome face which I couldn’t get tired of seeing was in front of me.

He looked like a greek god where he lay.

“Are you going to keep standing there and gawking at me or are you going to come here” he asked.

Without hesitation, I rushed over to him and covered his lips with mine in a hungry kiss.

I suckled at his lower lip and then darted the tip of my tongue along the underside of his lip, setting off an astonishing flurry of reaction that slithered through me like a sweet piercing dart that went deep. I wanted his mouth hard on mine with a ferocity that shook me. His hands clawed into my hair.

It was fireworks and wild passion and the delving, curling intimacy of his tongue flicking inside my mouth, setting off a chain reaction that arrowed through my body with a piercing, burning sweetness that made my hips rise helplessly off the mattress.

He shifted back a little, muttering something inaudible, pausing to kiss me again with a hungry ferocity that made my heart beat stronger and faster than ever, excitement building as he stroked my thigh, parted my legs, finally touching me where I craved being touched.

I had gone hard for him.

We removed our clothes with urgency as we kissed deeply.

He shifted and sank his cock  into me, stretching my hot tight channel with his girth and length. Our hungry growl of pleasure filled the room as he thrust past my resisting flesh and filled me to the hilt.

“You’re so tight you feel incredible,”Jason groaned, blue eyes radiating deep sensual satisfaction.

He plunged into my heated core, continuously with passionate force.

Never had I been more aware of anything than the sleek, hard invasion of his cock into me, stretching me, rousing me with his dynamic drive. The peak of pleasure took me by surprise, throwing me up in a gasping breathless wave to the heights and then letting me fall, slowly, gently while the ripples of delight were still convulsing me.

The slap of his flesh against mine joined with the sound of our sobbing breaths and helpless cries. He pushed my legs over his shoulders and drove hard into my tight sheath. I shuddered, feeling the gathering surge of excitement coalesce inside me again as he upped his tempo. It was all too much for me and as he slammed into me one last time and I  felt the hot blast of his release. Bucking wildly under him, my hips writhed as he thrust me into an indescribably powerful orgasm.

We both panted heavily as we held each other for some time.

Jason was the best gay lover I had ever been with. I was happy to have come here instead of going to my house and having a tension filled dinner with the families.

“My grandma must be raging right now” I mumbled, feeling sleepy.

“Why’s that?” He asked

“I ditched an important family dinner to come and see you” I drawled

“Really?” He asked

Before I could answer, the door of the room swung open.

Who the hell was that who couldn’t knock before entering a room?

I and Jason raised our heads to see who it was and behold, it was Matriarch Sheila, standing with some huge looking men.