Adult Image Library 1/Adult_Image_Library_Volume_1.iso/stories/bates31.txt

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     They didn't speak as they rode the elevator the five floors to the rooms.
Jay held Joe's hand firmly, and Joe walked close to him.  Joe felt strange
acting subordinate to Jay, but at the same time he experienced an oddly
comforting feeling of safety.  Jay wasn't really that much larger, but he was
stronger than Joe.  Before the change, it was Joe who had been the bigger and
stronger.  Not anymore.  It was a hard thing for both to get accustomed to.

     When they reached the hallway, Joe stopped at the door to his room and
fished his key from his pants' pocket.  Jay nervously watched as Joe opened
the door, then followed him inside.

     Joe could feel his heart pound as he slowly walked to the opposite end of
the room.  He had been at this point a few times before, the awkward start of
a possible night of sex, but never in this position.  He looked at Jay, who
stood self conciously at the other side of the bed.

     "Lighten up, Jay." Joe said. "You know I'm not going to bite."

     "It isn't very easy doing this, Joe." Jay responded. "We were buddies."

     "I thought we still are." Joe responded.

     "Buddies don't usually get into bed together." Jay countered.

     "Hey, if you don't want to do this, I understand." Joe said, smiling.
"God knows, you can probably hear my heart from where your standing."

     "No. I can't." Jay said. "But then, mine might explode at any minute.  I
know I've been teasing you all day... and I think I meant it too, but now... I
just don't know if I can go through with this."

     "I know." Joe said. "I find myself wondering why I would even want to get
in the same bed with you too.  I must be absolutely going nuts." He grinned at
Jay.

     "Let's just see what's on television." Joe continued.  "We can lay here
and watch that, and forget about all this sex crap."

     "You really think that'll be possible?" Jay asked."

     "Probably not. But if something else transpires, what the heck." Joe
grinned mischievously.

     Joe went to the television set and snapped it on.  He pointed to the
remote control fastened to the stand between the beds.

     "See if you can find something good." Joe said. "I'm going to hit the
can."

     He went into the bathroom.  As he peed, he thought about the birth
control sponge and wondered if he should try one on, just in case.

     He retrieved one from his shaving kit and examined it.  Wrapped in it's
protective wrapper it looked sort of like a tiny catcher's mitt.  He ripped
open the plastic and held it by the little tab.  This looks too big to put
inside me, he thought.

     He remembered how he thought the same thing about Jay, and how easy that
went.  He carefully read the instructions on the little paper. Using toilet
tissue, he dried then stood up.  With jeans and underwear around his ankles,
he bent to a squatting position and looked down at his crotch.

     Everything is so much easier with a penis, he thought to himself.

     With his left hand, he spread the sides of the opening and probed around
with the ring finger of his right hand. When he located the exact position of
his vaginal orifice, he took the little sponge, carefully held it as the
directions said, and placed it inside.  Using his index finger, he adjusted
the contraceptive until it was in a location he hoped was covering the cervix.
Though he had explored himself, he had never probed this new part of his body
quite this way before, and it came as a surprize when he actually touched his
cervix with his finger.  It was just another confirmation of the extent of
what had happened.  There actually was a cervix in there, just like in the
picture.  Not only had his external appearance become female but, like the
doctors had said, his internal organs were changed too.  If there was a cervix
in there, there surely had to be a uterus. If he had a uterus, it was only a
matter of time before he would ovulate, then menstruate.  If he did that,
well... He hoped the sponge performed as advertised.  He wasn't ready to try
everything his body might now be capable of.  Not yet anyway.

     With the sponge inserted, Joe stood up.  He examined his reflection in
the mirror.  He couldn't see anything new, it all looked the same.  Everything
was completely hidden inside his body.  He was somewhat surprized that he
couldn't really feel anything either.  He tensed the muscles down there and
confirmed it.  Other than a strange residual feeling from having just probed
around down there, stretching things with his fingers, he felt nothing
different at all.  He realized that his fingers were a wet with his juices.
He held them under the sink and quickly dried his hands on a towel.

     Joe pulled the diminutive panty to his hips, then raised and buttoned his
jeans.  He pulled the sweatshirt back down and examined his appearance in the
mirror.  He decided to give his disheveled hair a quick brush.  With that, he
went back out to where Jay was resting on the bed watching TV.

     "What's on?" Joe asked.

     "Well, Showtime has a comedy special, and HBO is showing Memphis Bell."
Jay said.

     Without looking at the screen, Joe could tell from the 40's big band
sound that Jay was watching the story of flying in world war two.  He had seen
it before, at the movies and also on television.  It was worth watching again.
But right now, his mind wasn't on airplanes, movies, or TV.

     Joe lay down on the other double bed, and then got up again and pulled
the spread away, leaving only the bare sheets.  Jay apparently was trying his
best to keep his attention on the small screen.

     Joe removed his Reeboks and socks, then, leaving his clothes on, he
dropped back on the pillows.

     He tried his best to get interested in the movie, but soon the warm room
and the heavy sweatshirt began to feel uncomfortable.  It also gave him an
idea.

     Without saying anything, Joe sat up and pulled the sweatshirt over his
head, placing it at the edge of the bed.  He watched Jay's reaction out of the
corner of his eye.  He raised his arms over his head and stretched,
emphasizing his new breasts as much as he could.  He knew the shiny little
black bra made his new shape look its best, and he could tell Jay was
transfixed, watching his every move.  He pawed his left breast as if
scratching an imaginary itch.  Joe found it was actually sort of fun to play
this little game and discover Jay reaction.  It was quite exciting being the
tease. He lay back on the pillow to let the bait work.

     At first it seemed that Jay was just going to lie there, doing nothing.
Joe began to feel embarrassment, as if he had just been caught dressing in
drag.  But soon he saw his actions had the desired effect.

     "You look pretty good laying there." Jay said simply.

     "Thanks." Joe said, attempting a demure smile. "That big sweatshirt was
just too hot.  You don't mind, do you?"

     "Heck no." Jay said with uncharacteristic abandon.  "I like it."

     "I do too." Joe said, momentarily sitting up.  "It's kinda funny.  I
thought it would be embarrassing to wear stuff like this, but actually, it's
worse without it.  I mean... the boobs are always there." He shook his chest
provocatively, making his breasts sway slightly.

     Jay watched his friend flaunt his new software.  Joe did look so fine.

     You make it difficult to watch the movie, when you sit there like that."
Jay said.

     "I'm sorry. Do you want me to wear a shirt?" Joe teased.

     "Not at all." Jay answered. "You look beautiful like that."

     "Yeah? Really?" Joe asked.  "I mean... I know I don't compare with Barb,
that's for sure."

     Barb was Jay's current girl friend.  She was rather well endowed.  Joe
had his first glimpse at her generous assets when they had changed clothes
together in Linda's bedroom, some days ago.

     Jay's face showed a look of surprise and then humor.

     "What's this... Do I detect that you're jealous of Barb?" Jay questioned.

     "No. I'm not jealous." Joe objected.  "I'm just wondering how you think I
compare.  I can't even attempt to judge myself that way, but I guess I would
like to know."

     "Well, you are different than Barb, that's for sure." Jay said.  "But I
like the difference.  Sure, you haven't got quite as much on top as she does,
but... like you said yourself, you're still growing." He laughed.


     "But do I look like a REAL girl to you?" Joe questioned. "I mean, I know
I'm kind of female looking... sort of... but do I really look like a woman to
you...  a real woman?" Joe wanted to know.  His confidence in his ability to
pass in his newly adapted gender needed bolstering.

     "Joe, I don't think you look like anything BUT a woman." Jay said.  "What
are you worried about?"

     "Damn it Jay... I guess I don't know." Joe said.  "I realize that I
probably won't ever be male again... and I guess I'm trying my best to get
used to the whole idea.  But I don't feel like a woman.  Hell, I don't know
what a female is supposed to feel like... maybe I really do, and don't even
realize it.  But if I'm going to live like this, I need to know what you, and
others, really think."

     "Look at yourself." Jay admonished.  "You remember what women look like.
You said yourself you saw three of them undress right in front of you, just
this afternoon.  You can answer the question better than I can."

     Jay, I know what I see, but when I look at myself... I can still see the
male me.  I mean... Sure I can see the differences... But, I feel like it's
just me with female parts added... (he grinned) Or with my male parts
missing."

     "OK." Jay ordered.  "Stand up."

     "Stand up?" Joe looked at him.

     "Stand up, and walk around to the front of the bed." Jay said, clicking
the light on bright.

     Joe went to the foot of the single beds. He stood there in jeans and bra,
with his hands held clasped in front of him.  Jay looked him over critically,
saying nothing for about almost a minute.

     "Off with the Levi's." Jay commanded.

     Joe gave him a confused look and then smiled shyly.

     "Come on, off with the Levi's." He repeated.

     Obediently, Joe unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down.  He stepped
out of them, retrieved his sweatshirt, and placed both on the dresser.  When
he turned around, Jay saw the thong back underwear.

     "Turn around." Jay ordered.

     Joe did a slow three-sixty.  He looked at Jay, the shy smile still on his
face.

     "You wear clothes like that, and you still say you're unsure of you're
sexuality?" Jay asked.  "I'm sure you look better, and more female, than at
least ninety percent of the women in this place, that's for sure."

     "So you like it, huh?" Joe asked, making his hip jut out in a mockingly
sexy pose.

     "Sure.  Black really looks good on you." Jay said.

     "Yeah, I think I like it too." Joe agreed.  "Who would have thought I'd
ever be standing in front of you, or anybody, wearing stuff like this?" Joe
wondered allowed.

     "It's hard to believe you were ever a guy." Jay agreed.  "I know I've
asked you this before, but... what's it feel like to have your body changed
like that?"

     Joe looked into Jay's eyes and grinned mischievously.

     "Well, right now...  it kind of itches." Joe answered, using his
fingernails on both sides of his pubic area at the edge of the panty's narrow
crotch band.  "I think there's a little stubble there.  I haven't trimmed it
for a while"

     "Do you want me to scratch it?" Jay offered.

     Joe grinned nervously.

     "I thought you'd never ask." He said, in his best Madonna imitation..

     "Get your butt over here then." Jay ordered.

     Joe went slowly to where Jay was sitting. Jay reached out and put his
hand on Joe's hip, then ran it down his soft, bare backside.

     "You are so soft and smooth." Jay remarked.  "You feel like a teenager."

     "Have you been feeling up any teenagers lately?"" Joe asked teasingly.

     Jay grinned.

     "It's true, Joe." Jay continued. "I think your skin is softer now than
even a few days ago."

     "That's what I've been telling you." Joe said. "I'm still changing.  I
can feel it happening. I guess it's the hormones or something, I don't know."

     "Well, what ever it is, it looks and feels great." Jay said.

     "Unless your the guy who's body it's happening too, that is. Then it
takes on a whole different aspect." Joe reminded.

     "Yeah, I guess it would at that." Jay agreed.  "But my god, it's just so
amazing... you're so beautiful."

     "Do you know how hard it is to think of yourself as beautiful?" Joe
asked.

     "I'm sorry." Jay said. "But you really are. The change is phenomenal.
The way your voice has changed, you even sound like a woman."

     "Yeah.  But with no balls comes no muscles." Joe reminded him, rubbing
his palm over his pubic area, as if to emphasize the difference. "I was
playing as hard as I could, but you walked all over me today."

     Jay moved his hand away from stroking Joe's smooth buttock, and placed it
on the black nylon covering his genital area.  He could feel Joe's pubic hair
through the soft cloth..  The gentle touch felt great to Joe, and he stood
still, with his eyes closed, taking in the sensation.


     It's a shame." Jay said. "To look so fine, and still want to be a hairy
guy again." He smiled at Joe in a kind of condescending way.

     Joe put his somewhat smaller hand over Jay's, and slowly guided jay's
fingers over the outside his underwear around his pubic mound. Then he moved
his legs apart slightly and moved Jay's fingers to the softness between them.

     "What does that feel like to you?" Joe asked.

     "What does it feel like?" Jay repeated.  "What do you mean, what does it
feel like?"

     "Just what I said." Joe asked again. "You're touching me.  What does it
feel like?"

     "I don't know... What do you want me to say?" Jay stammered.

     "Does it feel like you're touching a woman? " Joe asked. "Does it feel
like you're rubbing a pussy?"

     Jay looked up at Joe. He was sitting on the bed, and Joe was standing
beside it.

     "Well, yeah, I guess it does.  It does.  It feels like I'm touching a...
a female sexual organ." Jay said clinically.

     "Well, I feel it too." Joe said.  But do you know what it feels like to
me?"

     Without waiting for Jay to respond, he continued.

     "I hope this don't turn you off, but it feels like you just ran you're
fingers along my cock, and now you're touching my balls." Joe said. "That's
what it feels like to me."

     "Really?" Jay exclaimed, moving his hand away. "It feels like that?"

     "Yeah." Joe said. "Does that help you understand what it's like to be
like this... To have everybody start thinking of you as a woman, just because
you look like one?"

     "Gee. I'm sorry Joe... I never knew... I thought you wanted to do this...
I mean... I said I only wanted to if you did." Jay apologized.

     "That's the second paradox." Joe continued.  "My body looks female, but I
feel male, and yet... female too... I guess.  But even though I usually think
of myself as a guy... still male, I'm starting to have these thoughts...
these urges...  It makes me wonder if maybe I'm really homosexual or at least,
bisexual."

     "I think you're trying to tell me that you're starting to notice men, and
you don't know what you should do about it." Jay summarized.


     "Yeah.  I think maybe that's what I'm trying to say." Joe agreed. "It's
so confusing."

     "Let's see." Jay said. "You've undergone this change... You're body looks
female.  It still feels male, but also female.  You think of yourself as male,
but at the same time, you're starting to acquire an interest in men.  Does
that sum it up?"

     Joe looked at his pal.

     "Yeah, I guess maybe that's the problem." He agreed.

     "Humm... You've said that it you feel it isn't likely that they'll figure
out some way to get you back... and make you look male again." Jay was
speaking methodically.  "It looks to me like what's happening is probably the
best thing for you.  I mean... If you have to live as a woman, wouldn't you
want to be heterosexual?"

     "I guess I do." Joe said, without conviction. "But what about Linda?"

     "What about her?" Jay asked.  "In you're present state, why not just
think of her as a friend?  With your body like this, I'd say you have little
need for her in bed, wouldn't you?" Jay had begun rhythmically moving his
fingers between Joe's legs.  His action was making concentrating on what they
were saying to each other very difficult.

     "Do you know what she wants to do?" Joe asked.  She wants me to help her
use the machine to make her male."

     "Linda wants to be a man?" Jay said in amazement. "Why would she want to
do that?"

     "I think because she's in love with me." Joe said simply.  "I think
because she realizes that I can't love her like I want to, and she can't give
me what I need.  The other night I told her that I might not mind staying this
way, and the next day she told me she wanted to be a guy."

     "Can they make her one?" Jay asked.  It was a strange question, but with
what had happened already, not unreasonable.

     "As far as I know, If the machine could masculinize her, it could change
us back too." Joe explained. "I don't have an answer for that right now."

     If she was a guy, would you... could you feel the same about her?" Jay
questioned.

     "That's a hard question." Joe considered. "I mean... I do love her, but I
don't know if I'd want to me married to her this way... not as her WIFE."

     "What about sometime." Jay continued.  "Would you consider being a wife,
sometime?"

     Joe looked at the wall, deep in thought.

     "I'm young.  I'd hate to think I'll have to spend the rest of my life
alone.  I mean I was just planning to settle down and marry Linda... But to
get married... like this, as a woman, to become a wife, maybe get pregnant,
have babies... God Jay, it's too early to think about stuff like that.  I'm
still having to remember to sit when I pee." Joe laughed as he voiced the last
sentence.

     "Is it too early to think about trying out the new equipment?" Jay asked,
giving Joe's crotch a squeeze.  He could tell Joe was enjoying his actions
since the little black panties were becoming quite damp.

     Joe looked down at Jay.  It was so strange.  It seemed he was slowly
being overcome by an intense desire to make Jay feel good.  He was finding
that the sex urge manifested itself much different now.  Before, the main
interest was to get his penis inside his partner's vagina.  Now it was all
much more subtle.  He could still detect a strong feeling of desire emanating
from his genitalia, but it was different.

     "No. I think I could use the practice, don't you." Joe teased.  His urge
to get down to business was overcoming his embarrassment.

     "What do you suggest we do?" Jay said.

     Jay was lying on the bed, but he was still fully clothed.  He had slipped
his shoes off, so Joe reached down and pulled his socks off, running his
fingers along the soles of Jay's feet at he did so.

     "Loosen that belt." Joe said.

     Jay did as he was told, and helped as Joe pulled his trousers off. Joe
dropped them on the floor and sat on the edge of the bed next to Jay.  He
began unbuttoning Jay's shirt, and Jay reached up and fondled Joe's breasts.
Joe gently pushed his hand away.

     "You can look, but don't touch." Joe said softly.  He knew that if he
held Jay off, his interest would peak even higher.  When he had Jay's shirt
unbuttoned, with Jays assistance, he removed it and placed it with his
trousers.

     Now Jay lay on the bed wearing only royal blue jockey shorts.  Joe looked
at his friend's crotch, where his erection strained at the cotton fabric. He
was finding it difficult to accept that he could actually want to touch
another man's penis.

     "My goodness." Joe said in mock surprise.  "What do we have here?"

     He placed his hand on the bulge at Jay's crotch.  He gingerly wrapped his
fingers around Jay's manhood and then softly squeezed.  It amazed him how hard
the thing was.  Only a week, and already I can't remember what a real hard-on
feels like, he thought to himself.

     Jay closed his eyes as Joe stroked his penis with one hand and ran his
soft fingers through the hair of his chest with the other.  Maybe Joe was
really a guy and all that, but he looked so good, and smelled so good.  His
hands were so soft too, and he knew exactly what kind of touch felt good to a
guy.  He reached out and put his hand around Joe's back, feeling the strap of
his bra.  He ran his fingers along the strap, hunting for the catch.  It took
a moment, but Joe finally realized what he was trying to do.

     "It opens here." Joe said, reaching between the cups.

     With one hand, he easily worked the little clasp and the bra separated,
exposing his breasts.

     Jay reached around and fondled one, then the other.  Joe worked his arms
out of the bra and let it fall onto the bed.

     "God, I never thought I'd be doing this." Joe said, as he looked down at
his bare breasts.  "Much less that I'd even want to."

     "What's the matter?" Jay asked.  "Am I doing something you don't like?"

     "No. Not at all. Not at all." Joe answered. "Quite the opposite. I can't
believe how much I'm enjoying what you're doing."

     "Your boobs are fantastic." Jay complimented.  "I can't believe how firm
they feel."

     "I guess that's because they're so new." Joe said matter-of-factly.

     "Yeah, maybe so." Jay agreed. "They're a week old now, aren't they."

     Joe moved his hand which was stroking the light hair on Jay's chest down
until he came the band of his jockey shorts.  He slowly slipped his fingers
under the elastic and felt around until he found what he was looking for.
Using only the tips of his fingers, he rubbed the bottom side of Jay's organ
and as he did, he felt Jay tense up as he experienced the intense feeling.

     While Joe was pleasuring Jay, Jay was softly stroking his breasts.  Joe
continued to sit beside him on the bed while Jay lay back on the pillows.
Both wanted to do more, but were too self conscious to proceed faster.  They
continued until Jay spoke.

     "If you keep that up I'm going to come real soon." Jay was almost
gasping.

     Joe looked at him.  He wasn't sure if it would be best to let him, or to
stop what the was doing and try something else.  It was easy to forget that
even though his own sexual endurance had changed, Jay's still followed the
male pattern.

     "Do you want to?" Joe asked.

     "Well, if you want to get down to business, don't use it all up like
this." Jay said.

     "I want to make you feel good." Joe responded. "But I don't think I'm
ready yet."

     "Lay down here." Jay said.

     As Joe lay down on the bed, Jay got up and knelt next to him.  He began
to stroke Joe's flat stomach and continued to fondle his breasts.  After a few
minutes of that, with Joe just lying back with his eyes closed, Jay touched
Joe's genital area.

     He was still wearing panties, but the thin material only seemed to help
make the sensation feel even better.  Joe opened his legs to give Jay better
access.  It wasn't long before he was moving his hips along with Jay's hand.

     "May I take these off?" Jay asked, pulling Joe's panties down a little."

     "Sure." Joe breathed.  "What ever you want."

     Jay slowly and carefully slid the little black panties down Joe's smooth
legs.  As he did that, he would sometimes stop and massage the soft skin of
Joe's legs.  When he had them off, his attention turned to Joe's crotch.

     He first ran his finger tips along the little folds, which by now had
spread open and were oozing with natural lubricant.  As he touched Joe, his
hips would rise to meet him, and it was plain that Joe was now quite sensitive
in this area.

     "Does this feel good?" Jay asked.

     "Hell yes." Joe said urgently. "It's fantastic."

     As he fondled Joe, Jay examined his pals changed body.  It was amazing
just how feminine he had become.  Except for possibly somewhat wider shoulders
than most women, there was no real evidence that Joe had ever been a man.  He
looked at Joe's genitalia.  Maybe the clitoris was a little more obvious than
some he had seen, but the transformation from male to female appearance was
total.  As Joe had been telling him, his pelvis had acquired a feminine shape,
with hip bones and pelvic bone protruding from a quite flat belly.  Joe's
pubic hair had even assumed the female pattern of a narrow "V", with the top
edge bordering the top of his prominent pubic bone, and from there, a very
narrow strip continued down, between hairless legs.  He could tell that Joe
had trimmed the hair, and when he ran his fingers along the area between cleft
and leg, he could feel a slight stubble.  Jay's face was less than a foot away
from Joe's crotch, and he could detect the sweet, musky scent of an aroused
female.  There was no doubt about it, Joe was all woman now, whether he felt
like one, or not.

     Jay looked at Joe's face.  Joe was laying there with his eyes closed, his
features drawn into a strange grimace.  It was obvious to Jay that his
manipulations were very pleasurable to his pal.  His gaze went back down at
Joe's lower body.  Spreading them, and then moving between Joe's legs, Jay put
his face on Joe's crotch.  He even tasted good.  He began to tease Joe with
his lips and tongue, and as he did Joe instinctively moved his hips, trying to
maneuver his most sensitive parts to Jay's tongue.  After about two minutes of
this, Jay felt Joe's legs tense up and his hips raise off the bed.  Then he
dropped back to the bed.

     "Did you come already?" Jay asked, even though the answer was obvious.

     "God, yeah." Joe breathed.  "How about going inside?" He pleaded.

     "Sure." Jay said. "Give me a minute." He got up and started to go to his
room."

     "Where are you going?" Joe asked.

     "I came prepared this time." Jay said, a big satisfied grin on his face.

     "Get back here." Joe said. "And sit down."

     Joe sat up in bed.  His body desperately yearned to have Jay, but he did
his best to speak.

     "You've been tested for HIV, haven't you?" Joe asked.

     "You know I have." Jay answered. "We both have."

     "Well then, unless you have any objection, let's not use a rubber." Joe
suggested.

     "But I thought you were so worried about getting pregnant." Jay
questioned.  "Do you know something I don't."

     Joe grinned seductively.

     "Maybe I was." He said. "No, I still have to worry about that, I guess,
but I've got something else to try."

     "Have you ever seen those commercials on TV about that contraceptive
sponge?" Joe asked.

     "Yeah, sure." Jay answered. "I think I have."

     "Well, I bought some." Joe continued. "If you don't mind, I'd like to try
this without a rubber."

     "Any reason?" Jay asked.

     "I know how it feels for a guy to do it wearing a rubber... it's not as
good.  I wonder if the same thing is true for me this way." Joe explained.

     "You're right about that." Jay agreed. "What's the old saying... like
taking a shower wearing a rain coat?"

     "Something like that." Joe agreed.  "Anyway, I bought some of those
little sponges, I've got one on now.  I can't even feel its in there."

     "If you're willing, I'm willing, and ready." Jay said, pointing to his
rock hard erection.  Just looking at Joe's attractive body was keeping it
stiff as a poker.

     Joe lay back and moved his legs apart.

     "Come on down." He said sexily.

     Jay went to the bed and lay down next to Joe.  Joe reached for Jay's
appendage and gave it a gentle squeeze.  Not too gentle.

     With that, Jay moved on top of Joe's body and Joe, his inhibitions
overcome by desire, maneuvered Jay's hardness into the soft wetness between
his own legs.  When he found the right spot, Jay came down with one good
thrust and went all the way in.

     "Oooh." Joe moaned softly.  "God, that feels good."

     "Glad you like it." Jay said as he began to slowly move in and out.  "You
feel great to me too."

     "Just keep doing it, but move real slow." Joe commanded.  "Move real
slow."

     Jay did as ordered, slowing down so that it took maybe a full minute for
one in and out cycle.

     Joe closed his eyes and savored the feeling.  Sometimes he would flex his
crotch muscles, as if trying to tightly grip this wonderfully hard, yet
velvety smooth thing inside him.  Whenever he did it, he could tell Jay could
feel it too, because he would stop moving and tense up slightly.  It was a
strange thing.  As a man, he had always felt he was the one in control of the
lovemaking situation.  Now that he found himself on the other side, he still
felt that he had the upper hand.  He was thinking about this when he felt Jay
tense up, then begin to pump furiously.  He was obviously ejaculating.  Joe
could feel Jay's penis begin to jerk the familiar way it did when he
ejaculated.  Joe remembered the feeling of ejaculation, wondering if he would
ever experience it again.  Can't have it both ways, he knew.

     Joe wrapped his arms and legs around Jay as his friend continued to
writhe in pleasure from his orgasm.  Joe tried to imagine the little sperm
which had just entered his body.  They weren't his sperm, they were Jay's, and
they were instinctively looking for an egg to fertilize.  His egg.  He hoped
the little catcher's mitt and the spermicide in it did the job it was designed
to do.

     After a few moments, Jay withdrew, and lay next to Joe.  They were both
temporarily exhausted from the exertion.  Joe looked over at Jay, and began to
run his fingers through the hair on his friends chest.

     "God, that was good Jay." Joe said.  "Much better even than last time."

     "So you like it?" Jay asked. "Do you want to stay that way?  What if they
can make you male again?"

     "I don't know." Joe said, looking up at the ceiling.  "I realize that
there's a chance I might have to choose, but I don't know what I'd want to do.
I seem to oscillate between feeling sorry for myself about what happened, to
just loving to be this way.  Right now, I don't think I've ever felt better in
my life."

     "Well, one things obvious, you've never looked any better, that's for
sure." Jay said teasingly.

     Joe moved his hand from Jay's chest to his crotch.  He pulled playfully
on Jay's penis as he gazed into Jay's eyes.

     "I guess I'm a victim of these new genes and hormones." Joe said. "Thanks
for helping me adjust to it."

     "What are you talking about?" Jay objected. "You know it's my pleasure...
And I mean that literally."

     Joe grinned.

     "No, I mean it." He said. "It's all been kind of embarrassing for me, but
you've been really nice about it."

     "Hey, once I get over the idea of who you were, it's very easy being
around you." Jay said. "I told you the other day that I thought I was
beginning to feel different about you... Do you know what I'm trying to say?"
He stammered.

     "Yeah... Maybe I do." Joe agreed. "But... its one thing to play around
like this, I mean... I was curious... you were curious... but, I don't know
about anything else.  I mean... we're really both guys... under the skin,
anyway."

     Jay ran his finger along Joe's left breast, stopping at his pink nipple,
and then making a circle around it.

     "Maybe UNDER the skin you are, old pal, but your skin is all woman." Jay
said.  "You've gotta admit that."

     "But you're still all man." Joe teased, pumping Jay's erection, which
caused it to assume its previous stiffness."

     "Do you mind if I put this to use?" Joe asked, trying to make his voice
sound as seductive as he could.

     "What's with you?" Jay asked, grinning. "You look so young and innocent,
but you act just as horny as you were before."

     Joe felt his face begin to flush with embarrassment.

     "I told you, it's still me, no matter what I look like." Joe said. "I
can't help it, it all feels so good, why not just enjoy it?"

     "I guess that's what I like about you." Jay said. "A girl who thinks just
like a guy."

     "I prefer to think of myself as a guy who looks like a woman." Joe said,
twisting Jay's penis.

     "Whichever way you want, you're simply beautiful." Jay said, moving onto
Joe again.

     They continued into the night until Joe found he had become too sore to
continue.  Then they fell asleep, with Joe snuggling in Jay's arms, and Jay
relishing the closeness of Joe's soft body.  Neither bothered to set an alarm,
or phone in a wake-up call.  There would be plenty of time to make the
appointment in the morning.

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