Dreams

Josh had to accept reality. He was a nerd, and his life was not what it had been. Looking at it from a positive perspective, he could simply think of it as getting a chance to rectify his mistakes. He knew that in his real life he was at least five years older than this body, and now he could re-live those years.
Well, he thought, at least he could change reality. With his experience, he could act a little more intelligently.
This had taken longer than you might think for him to realise. He had spent a couple of hours swearing and hitting stuff and only now could he look at it rationally. It was now around four in the afternoon and Josh was standing by his bed, making a mental list of things to do.
Some points were, for example: Make some friends, for god\'s sake! and Start working out! and Become sexy and get Jave!!
He could be thankful he had a rich dad.

Josh started working out and became a bit better-looking. Due to his previous life (which he began to regard it as) he had loads of social competence. Because the previous Josh had been so aloof, no one knew him and thus nobody was really surprised when he acted differently from before. Slowly he began to collect friends. The sports people began to view him with a strange admiration, as he (becoming in tune with this strange new body) sometimes managed home runs, and turned out to be a pretty decent goalkeeper.
The computer geeks accepted his presence when he explained that he really didn\'t think ASCII was a swearword. He was the first to buy World of Warcraft, and since they really were geeks, they were very impressed. (To be nang, you gotta play FF Online - wow is for sissies!).
Josh never tried to be in with the science geeks, because, as we all know, brainy geeks are the only true geeks. And nobody likes true geeks.
Unsurprisingly, Josh\'s own mother had begun to like him, due to his tremendous amount of charisma (i.e. sucking up) and his high level of social competence (i.e. sucking up).
And as Josh the nerd had planned, Josh the reborn got himself a job. He was packing and unpacking wares in a department store.
What about girls? You might say. That is, you might say it if you have not read correctly. If you had, you would have said, what about those gorgeous, sizzling hunks that he\'d dreamt about?
Yes, Josh thought about gorgeous, sizzling hot hunks, especially the football team leader. THat is, when he wasn\'t dreaming of Jave. Josh was heartbroken that Jave seemed to be straight, but felt that a little seduction would be no trouble for the new, improved Josh. Converting the innocent - oh yeah!
In his loneliness, he began to realise that maybe Erotica wasn\'t so bad, after all. He published his first story, \"The Body-swapper\" under the nickname IamJesus, a profanity that he found highly amusing.
Here\'s an extract from that lovely story:
\"I opened my eyes to find a strange man performing oral sex on me. He stopped licking my genitals and looked at me.
-Doesn\'t it feel good, Elijah?
It was the third time this week.
Not wanting to discourage him - and perhaps break his heart, or interrupt someone\'s fun - I opened my mouth and let the thoughts running in this one\'s mind vocalise:
-Please continue... I paused a nano-second, letting the brain insert the right name... Peter, I enjoy it very much.
I smiled seductively and sighed, a sound that, combined with the smile and backed up by a little good will, could be interpreted as a moan.
He smiled back, blew me a kiss and continued with pleasing Elijah. Me. Errr... My temporary body.
The body was pleased. I made the right sounds. However, my mind was elsewhere.\"
It\'s actually pretty fun at times, although he is all too free with the expression \"Writer\'s Block\" when his reviewers ask him why the hell he hasn\'t updated. The truth is, he was just lazy.

Most of his time was spent at the gym, working out on different machines. The guys at the gym thought he was a funny little fella, with too much attitude for his own good, but over all, they pretty much liked him.
*
Meanwhile, Jave -or John, as we should call him here- and Melissa were having a good time. And when weren\'t they?
The last time we visited them, Melissa had been introduced to the wonderful world of dominance and submission. John had, of course, never told her about the \"safe word\", because he never wanted to leave room for her to say no. This time, they were doing something sweeter.
-How do you like that, sweetness? Melissa giggled as she poured chocolate on her boyfriend\'s stomach. Nice and warm, huh?
She licked the chocolate from his stomach, while he played with her hair and eased off her shirt.
John dipped a finger into the bowl of chocolate and let it drip down her cheek.
-Oops.. He licked it up.
John dripped more chocolate on one of her nipples.
-Oops again... He licked it up.
Melissa laughed.
-You make me feel hot all over.
-And sweet, too, I hope.
They kissed some, rolling around on the bed until Melissa was under him. He took some more chocolate and smeared her lips with it.
-Melissa, he breathed.
-Yes?
He poured the rest of the chocolate on his cock.
-Lick me, honey...