The Catch In The Hay.

Reblog from Tumblr by theoldfamiliar

"I" ft. Unknown

Confession, I was a fetishist. There’s no point in denying in now, and even if it may sound like that, I’m not saying any of this in a regretful way, because I am what I am now thanks to my fetish.

You’d see, being a grown closeted gay man there were a few things I could do to satisfy my sexual needs, and as I had an image to keep I was only able to do those things in secret, I loved hiring prostitutes, as in male prostitutes, if you needed me to be clear, and since I’ve always been kind of a kinky man, I loved to dress ‘em up. 

So as if they were the dollies I could never play with as a kid, I’d dressed them up as, well, I was pretty cliché in my choice of costumes for them, I would go with the usual, plumber, firefighter, sexy police man, wild mailman, kinky delivery guy, you could say I took my costumes ideas from porn films and you’d be completely right.

My absolute favorite was the farm boy, and they had this guy at the agency, he was extra expensive but money was no problem for me, and this guy was so worth it, he was so into the role, it felt so real, every time he’d come to my apartment dressed in sweaty flannel shirts wearing his hat, his clothes and body all dirty from “working on the farm all day”, his accent was so lovely and his naive attitude turned me on badly. It was a special treat I liked to give myself every time I accomplished something big at work.  

cowboy ft. Dustin McNeer

So the day I finally managed to bring down my rival firm I wanted some piece of my favorite rural cake. I called him, he came and it was as great as ever but since I had done something really really big that day I felt like I wanted something more, so I asked him what he could do to make this time really special. He smiled and put his hat on my head, “How do you feel about role-playing?”

The idea of him playing the part of a successful lawyer and me acting as a naive farm boy wasn’t going to work for me, but once he explained to me the whole deal I felt obliged to sign immediately.

A blindingly white light illuminated the room, and even tough I was not able to see for a couple of minutes I could feel the changes, I was taller, lighter, tighter, his my body was all hairless, you’d imagine he’d be all hairy down there but he was a farm boy not a savage, I always loved how smooth his skin felt in his shaved pubes but I was loving it even more now.

Being in his body was kind of killing the magic to his role, his my body was perfectly sculpted, the face was all shaved and smooth and pink-y as if he took extreme care of it and his my hands were perfectly manicured and so soft, these were definitely not the hands a guy who works in a farm all day is supposed to have. 

I didn’t realise how much time I had been in the mirror until he came to get me, “Hey cowboy! it’s time to play the role” he said taking me back to bed. We enacted every one of my wildest fantasies and I couldn’t have enough of it, I had the energy to go on forever.

Unexpectedly that was expected, I finally managed to fall asleep only to find me waking up in a barn, very smallvillesque, the sun wasn’t even up yet but there was this man insisting that I had to wake up and when I thought he had given up trying he came back and splashed me with cold water, my nipples went all hard from the cold.

He tossed me a shirt and handed me a list of things I had to do, it took me a while to figure out how to do every job properly but I think I managed to do everything in an acceptable way, I acted as if it was all a game, thinking it was part of the deal, getting to live my fantasy for one whole day, so for the whole day I became the campiest farm boy in the history of media.

After my job was done I was about to take a good shower when my phone rang, it was a call from my old self so I thought this was probably it, I was kind of sad but at least I had the chance to go out in a big way.

I was so turned on, I did my best playing him, he looked so happy and pleased and strangely that made me so happy, to please him, me, it was getting confused but I was enjoying so much being on the other end.

“This whole thing was unbelievable amazing” I said.

“I think it was kinda ‘meh’ but you’ll get better eventually” he said giving me a very unimpressed look.

“What do you mean eventually? Isn’t it over yet?” 

“It is indeed, I have an early meeting in the morning and I should go to sleep now. Or did you meant the switch? Because man, for a lawyer it was pretty stupid of you to not read the contract properly”

“I knew there was a catch” I said, feeling very stupid.

“Catch? There was no catch, you signed to be me, and you are, this is my retirement, now you get to be your own fantasy and, if you work hard enough, you could even be other people’s fantasy too” he said smiling.

“But.. but… and the work… the barn…” I could barely complete a setence.

“You never believed I was a real farm boy did you?” he said playfully moving my hair with his hand.

“Your body is far too perfect” I said looking down at myself.

“Honey, is your body now, and you have to keep good care of it, ‘cause dad’s farm won’t last much longer,  so you’d probably have to exploit it even further” he kissed my lips “You were always pretty generous for me so I promise I’ll be your most loyal client if you keep this on good shape” he moved his hand from my chest to the back of my neck and forced a longer, deeper kiss. 

He’s been taking good care of me, as long as I do a good job pleasing him, I had to work hard to settle into my new role and to play it convincingly, I can say I’ve nailed it judging from the reviews I’ve been getting from my clients, I can also say I’m pretty happy with my current lifestyle because as far as catches go, I think this is the best way this whole thing could have turned out.

"I" with cowboy's body ft. Dustin McNeer