What was in that tequila?

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A story about a 15-year-old white kid, Ryan Winters, and his 15-year-old Hispanic best friend, Tony Gonzales. One night they get together when Tony's parents are on vacation, leaving him alone with the house. They get a lot of alcohol and get drunk. They get down to a bottle of tequila and split it, seeing who can drink the most. After they wake up the next morning, they find things have changed.

I woke up about 10 that morning. I found myself in my best friend Tony's room. My head was pounding and I could barely see. I wondered how I had gotten in Tony's room since I fell asleep in the living room; at least I thought I did. Oh well, I was probably so drunk that I came in here and fell asleep. I got out of the bed and got dizzy for a few seconds. My vision blurred. After a couple of seconds I could see clearly again. I saw I was wearing the clothes that Tony wore last night. I figured I probably puked on myself and Tony gave me some of his clothes to wear, but why did he give me the clothes he was wearing instead of clean ones. Well, he was probably drunk too, so he couldn't tell, I thought.

I left the room and went towards the living room and found Tony on the couch covered with a blanket. “Hey Tony,” I whispered, nudging him, “It's ten, you wanna get up and do somethin' today?”

He rolled over and groaned, “Leave me alone, go back to the living room and sleep some more. If you're hungry go to the kitchen and fix something. I'm just gonna stay here in my room for awhile, you can play my video game if you want, but keep it quiet.” And with that he went back to snoring.

This is weird, I thought, he thinks he's in his room. Maybe he's still drunk, I thought. I nudged him again. “Hey, Tony. Thanks for lettin' me use your clothes. Are mine in the wash or somethin'?”

“Dude.” He said. “What are you talkin' about, I didn't loan you any clothes.”

“I swear Tony,” I said, “I got your clothes on right now. Check it out.”

He pulled the covers off his face to see, and my heart almost stopped. There was a brown-haired face staring right back at me. It was my face. Tony had my face. “Dude,” Tony said, “I can barely see. Come back a little later alright?” He put the covers back over his head.

“Uh, Tony, have… have you seen yourself lately?”

“What,” he said, “Do I look like shit?”

“No, you look like me.”

“What! Dude, you're smokin' crack or somethin'. I'm Hispanic not White. How could I look like you?”

“I don't know Tony, but you do.”

He pulled the covers off his head again and then his jaw dropped. “Dude. You look just like me too.” Tony said. He pulled his arm out from under the covers. “Oh my god! I'm white.”

He got off the couch and looked right at me. He looked completely like me. He was 6’2” tall. He had brown hair with blue eyes. He was wearing the clothes I had on last night. It was as if we had just changed bodies. “Dude, you look just like me.” Tony said.

“100%. This is really creepy, how'd this happen?”

“I have no idea.” I told him, “Maybe it was the booze last night. What was in that tequila?” I asked.

He grabbed the bottle and looked at it. “I don't know, I can't read it.”

“What do you mean you can't read it? You can read Spanish right?”

“Yeah, but it's not in Spanish, it looks like Chinese or something.”

“Let me see it.” I said. “Yep, it's Chinese, but I don't know what it says. I thought it didn't taste like tequila.” I look up at Tony, because now he was 3” taller than I was.

“Well, what do we do now?” he asked.

“I don't know. I guess we find the store where you got the bottle from and ask them.”

“But, I think my parents bought that, they picked it up on one of their Asian trips. We might not ever find some more.”

“You mean we might be stuck like this?”

“Yep, but it won't be so bad, I get to see things from your point of view for once. You see,” He said sitting down on the couch, “For the longest time I've wanted to trade lives with you. You were pretty popular in the sophomore class, you had girls beatin' down your door. You had the perfect family; everything was goin' so well for you. I wanted that. So when I moved here a few months ago, I just had to be your friend. I had to see what it was like to have a good life. Now, I didn't expect this to happen, but I think it will be cool to be someone else for a change. Don't you?”

“Well,” I said, “I kinda wanted to be someone else too. At least a different race, just to try it out for awhile. I met you a couple of months back and decided, it would cool to be him for awhile, livin' the Latino life, havin' the dark skin, and I wanted to be you 'cause you had a bigger build than me. I know your life is rough, havin' to move every couple of months, but I think I'll like bein' you too.”

“Cool,” Tony said, and he shook my hand. “Well, let's see what we can do today. Let's go get some breakfast first.” He pulled out my wallet. “Looks like there'll be enough to eat at Denny's” He looked at me and smiled.

“Hey,” I shouted, “That's my wallet!”

“So, this is also your body, we might as well get used to bein' each other.”

“Yeah, I guess you're right, well I'm gonna take a shower now. I'll be ready to go in about a half an hour.”

I went into his closet and grabbed an outfit, a polo shirt, jeans and a pair of Nike's. I took off all the clothes I had and got into the shower. I went into the bathroom to see my new body, and Tony went into his room to check out his. It was really weird seeing things from this new perspective, but it was getting me kinda hot too, and I didn't know why.

I was very surprised by what I found. Tony was huge. His dick was a good 6” limp. And it still had a foreskin, which I thought was really interesting. I was beginning to think about my girlfriend and Tony's cock got real hard. It was now about 10” long. “Damn!” I said to myself, “This body is hung!” I was gettin' real horny now. I began to jack off, takin' it slowly at first. I rubbed all over Tony's body feelin' his hard abs and huge pecs. I cradled his balls in my hand and moaned in pleasure.

Suddenly, Tony walked into the bathroom and saw me in the shower. “Dude, what are you doin' with my body?” he shouted at me. “All that hard work resisting sex and it's all down the drain, excuse the pun.” I was surprised and tried to cover my dick. “Oh, come on!” Tony said, “It ain't like I haven't seen it.”

I looked at him puzzled. “You mean you're a virgin?”

“Yep,” he said.

“And you've never even jacked off?”

“Yep, kinda embarrassing but it's true.” Then he began to undress.

“What are you doing?” I looked at him perplexed.

“Well, since you ruined it for me, I want you to show me how to jack off.”

“You mean you really don't know?”

“Yeah, show me,” he said as my (his) dick got hard. My dick was only about 8” long, but it was pretty thick. My body looked good, but then again so did Tony's. He stepped into the shower with me and said, “All right, show me how to do it.”

“Well, this is kinda weird for me.”

“Don't worry dude, I ain't gonna hurt you. I just wanna know.”

“Cool, I guess. Well, first soap up your cock like this.” I showed him as our cocks got hard. “Good, now just keep rubbin' it back and forth kinda slow, move your hips back and forth and kinda get into it. Ugh! Ooh… Oh yeah, just like that.”

“Cool, so this is jackin' off huh? Oh! It feels so good. I feel my senses centering in my cock.” We kept up for awhile, for the first time; Tony was goin' pretty good. “Hey Ryan?”

“Yeah?”

“I have a favor to ask you.”

“Sure, what's up?”

“Um… Can I wash my body?”

“Sure the soap's right there, go ahead.”

“Do you get what I'm sayin'? I wanna wash my body.”

“Oh, well. I guess it would be alright.” He grabbed a sponge with soap on it and began to wash me, the sponge felt really good and he knew just how to use it. Now I'm not gay, but I was beginning to get pretty hot. “All right, Tony, you gotta stop, this is getting' weird.”

“No come on Ryan, it will only be a little longer, just turn around and let me get your back.”

“All right—” I turned around and closed my eyes. I thought of my girl friend and began to get hard again. He washed my back and then nothing for a few seconds.

Suddenly I felt Tony's bare hands rubbing on my abs and my pecs. The combination of that and thoughts of my girlfriend sent me for a whirl. He began to nibble on my neck and then he whispered in my ear, “Just relax, loosen up.” All I could do was moan in ecstasy, I bit my lower lip as I felt his hot lips cover my cock. I wanted him to stop but he knew just how to work me. I put my hands on his head and felt as his lips went up and down over my cock. I couldn't help it; I just had to go through with it as my cock began to throb. This was the greatest feeling ever.

I kept seeing my girlfriend do all this to me. I imagined it was her suckin' my cock. I opened my eyes and saw Tony smiling up at me. Suddenly I just snapped “I wanna fuck you!” I told Tony, and he obliged. He lay down in the tub as I felt the water pounding on my back. I entered my old ass and could see the look of pain on his face. “Am I hurting you?” I asked.

“No go ahead, it feels good.” I pumped his (my) tight ass for a good twenty minutes and it was the greatest experience of my life. After I came, we switched places.

“I wanna fuck you now.” Tony told me as I saw my old body pin me down. It was interesting being fucked by myself, so to speak. I imagine this is what my girlfriend felt when I made love to her. It was interesting feelin' my cock inside me, I was kinda in pain but I wanted him to keep going. After about fifteen minutes he came and I felt his hot sperm go into my ass. After that we lay in the tub, embracing as the water fell on our hard bodies.

I could tell we were really going to enjoy this change—


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