The large apartment looked over the busy street below in the middle of the city. It was a prime spot for people visiting because they had direct access to everything. Amazing restaurants were a short walk away, museums could be found with a short subway ride, and all the main landmarks could be found a short distance away.
”This is the apartment! The second floor is where I will be staying, you will have the rest of the place to yourself. I’ll only pop out every now and then to grab food or go to work, but other than that I have everything upstairs.” The host, who’s name was Trent, handed the keys to the burly man dragging in his luggage from the hallway.
“Awesome.” Brandon leaned his luggage up against the wall near the entrance and happily took the keys from Trent.
“There’s a map on the fridge with some recommended restaurants, but you’re welcome to contact me through the app if you have any questions or want some more suggestions.” The host started walking upstairs, nodding to Brandon as he went into his room.
Brandon opened the door to the bedroom he would be sleeping in and placed his bag on the bed, letting it bounce as he looked around at the relatively normal furniture mixed with the normal decorations on the wall . A few knickknacks were sprinkled around the room adding nothing to the atmosphere. It was a room for many people without any definite taste or style.
Brandon opened his bag and started to unpack the things he needed for this trip to the city. This was a trip meant for him and his now ex-girlfriend, but when they went their separate ways he took the tickets and decided to take the trip himself. It was more about letting go as opposed to petty retaliation, but he didn’t mind getting back at her. Brandon kept unpacking, undressing and turning the lights off throughout the apartment to prepare for bed. Once he was done with his nightly ritual of brushing his teeth and self admiration in the mirror he climbed into bed completely nude.
”Didn’t expect that.” A voice whispered from the room. It was quiet enough for Brandon not to hear over the sound of rustling sheets. The voice came from a large ghost, his portly belly sticking out over a tail that whisper around underneath his translucent form. He had his arms crossed as he started at the bear in bed and then swooped down to hear him out like a light, snoring with his mouth open.
”That must have been some flight.” The ghost whispered, looking at his agape mouth. With a sly smile he flew over to the side of the bed his mouth was closest to and started to pull down the blankets. Brandon snorted, but remained asleep aa the ghost froze, shaking his head and redirecting his attention back to his open mouth. He rubbed his hands together and then flew directly above him, putting his hands together.
”Here I come big boy!” The ghost yelled and then dove towards his mouth. Brandon woke up with just enough to dodge the ghost and stand up surprised.
“What the fuck?” Brandon said, his flaccid cock and balls bouncing around.
“This is what I get for not just diving inside,” The ghost turned around and faced him, “but, no worries. You’ve got other holes.” He flew forward, hands pressed together and aiming for his dick, but Brandon turned to deflect and clenched his ass cheeks together and the ghost plopped into his hole. Brandon moaned and reached back to clasp his cheeks as the spirit invaded, laughter bellowing out of him with every wiggle. The ghost’s tail whipped around as he wriggled further inside. Brandon was moaning through his screams as he was being invaded and lurched forward, falling onto all fours. This opened him up a little more, and the ghost slipped in even farther until it was just his tail and not his belly sticking out from the fleshy’s hole.
“Almost there!” The ghost taunted, pulling himself into his body from the inside. His fingers appeared on the outside of his body as he climbed in, and the last of his tail slurped into his hole. The ghost had pooled in his stomach, the bear of a man having a much more pronounced belly than he did before. Brandon was able to stand up and stumbled around the room as the ghost adjusted inside of him. With every push from the interior of his flesh, his body lurched in that direction. His arms flicked out as the spirit slipped his hands down them and into his fingers. His legs danced as the spiritual calves filled the human ones. Brandon thrust forward as the ghost’s hard on slipped inside of him, making him moan as his once flaccid cock sprung to life. Brandon gurgled as the ghost’s head slipped up his throat, bulging his neck until it popped back into place as their heads aligned.
”That’s it.” The ghost said, now using Brandon’s body as a conduit. He looked in the mirror over the dresser and brought his arms up, flexing his biceps. He hopped back into bed, feeling the fatigue of the flight, and before he could even get to the hard on tenting the blankets he had passed out.
The following morning was quiet and the ghost woke up inside of his fleshy with a smile and a deep inhale as he felt the air fill his lungs. He kept out of bed, not even bother to get dressed and started making breakfast in the kitchen. As he cut up the vegetables he started to feel a little uncomfortable in his skin and stretched, the ectoplasmic visitor slipping back into place.
“That’s more like it.” He gave his belly a slap and returned to his breakfast prep. The upstairs door opened and Trent crept down the stairs. Grinning, the ghost in Brandon continued to cook, the grease popped and sizzled with every shuffle of the pan. Trent turned the corner to the kitchen and smiled, wrapping his arms around Brandon’s waist.
”Looking as good as ever, babe.” Trent said with his cheek pressed against Brandon’s back.
”This one feels particularly good. Maybe we can keep him a little longer.” Brandon‘s dick was twitching from the touch of his husband. Not even in death did they part.
“Oh, we can’t do that. We only use them for half their stay.” Trent removed himself from Brandon’s back and looked at his cute face from beside him. He did like this host, probably one of the best.
”Well then we better make the most of our time together.” Brandon began making out with Trent and pushed the items on the counter out of the way. He picked him up and slid him along the counter as he pressed himself into him, the sound of their kissing on the same level as the sizzling pan. Brandon moved the pan off the hot stove and quickly turned it off while Trent removed his clothes. Brandon looked at Trent‘s hard cock hungrily and then started going to town on his hard member, bobbing his head along his shaft.
”Oh fuck.” Trent said, looking down at the borrowed bear body sucking his dick.
”You should fuck me.” Brandon said and Trent hopped off the counter, squatting so that he was face to face with his hole. Pulling the cheeks apart, Trent started to play with his hole. Using his tongue he lapped and licked his way around, causing Brandon to shiver. He kissed up his back and held onto him as he slid his cock inside, slick with saliva.
”Damn, he’s tight.” Brandon said, whining slightly at the entry and then he jumped a little as Trent slid all the way in.
”Oh yeah.” Trent smirked as he grabbed onto Brandon, beginning to thrust into him. Brandon’s cock bounced as he was being pounded from behind, his hands slipping on the wet counter. Brandon bit his lip and moaned as Trent started to pick up the pace, his cock leaking pre cum as it slapped his stomach.
”I’m close.” Trent grunted.
”Cum in me.” Brandon whimpered. Trent aggressively convulsed as he filled up his borrowed partner with his juices and howled as he pressed his body into Brandon’s. Brandon turned around as Trent slipped out of him and got on his knees. Brandon let him suck his cock with his arms held up, his fingers interlocked on the back of his head. His ass flexed as he moved his hips forward. Trent came up for air, and Brandon growled as he started to cum, white globs landing on Trent’s face as he pumped his meat.
“Fuck that will never get old.” Brandon gasped slightly as he rand his hands along his body and Trent cleaned himself off, making sure to get a taste before smearing it off.
”So, what’s the plan for today stud?“ Trent wrapped his arms around the bear and smiled.
”I definitely plan on fucking you, this body wasn’t used to being bottomed,” Brandon kissed Trent, “but he sure liked it.”
They only had half of his trip to spend together, but even Trent was liking the idea of having a more permanent body for his ghostly partner.