He told me I should give you a hand next time. So, I guess I will". Phil smiled and said "my son is a good man". He sat back down in the chair and spr...ad his legs and said "I would be happy to let you help this old man find some relief".Vickie knelt down in front of him and sized up the situation. She had seen his cock from a distance, but now it was inches from her face. He was about as big as Frank, but there were enough subtle differences between the two men that there was no doubt she was. After reading this I got a hard on straight away, sounded perfect. I love speedos (my few guy/guy experiences had always started from scenarios where I was with other guys in speedos, and speedos have always been a fetish of mine). Kyle and I corresponded over the next two weeks and all was sorted for the Friday night. The details were that I was to just rock up at 6:30pm and people would start to arrive at 7pm for the party. Kyle would provide the speedos and I was to wear tennis shoes and. She walked over to me and wrapped her arms around me. She wanted to comfort me. Here I was, a big, strong man weighing twice what little Nikki did, and yet as my emotions overwhelmed me I found myself sobbing gently in her arms. Tears ran down my face onto the top of her head, and Nikki pulled me tighter. She was warm, she was sexy, and she felt good. It was at that moment that I noticed that even though my cock was now facing downwards, it was also almost fully elongated. It was becoming hard,. Won't it, she hopefully wondered?But when would it end? She was ready for it to end right now. Now. This very second. Now! NOW, she demanded. END IT NOW!But nothing happened. She was still standing there staring at herself imprisoned in her son's body.But what if it was really happening? How could it be? That was ridiculous. Nothing like this could ever happen. Could it?Just then, she heard a timid tap-tap-tap on her door."Mom, uh, Mom, are you in there?" she heard her own voice warily ask.