Presence of 23

Reblog from Tumblr by makingrealalphas (deactivated)

I still remember my earliest jump vividly. It was during the Korean War. My body was fit because I was in the army, but I lost so many times of my late teen to mid 20s because Korea was my second war after spending years in the Pacific. I was injured in the battlefield and at the time when I lied in the hospital, I just wished that I would have a fresh start and survive the war. And just like that, the very next day, I woke up in a body equally as fit as mine but certainly not scarred from the war. My vision in the new body was blurry, probably the reason why such a fit man didn't serve in the army. But nevertheless, that was my first fresh start

ft. Brian Lewis by Ray John Pila

To this date, I still have no idea how the hell all of this happened. All I noticed were the presence of 23. The jump happened at June 23rd. The guy I landed in was 23 (and subsequently, all the future guys that I landed into also aged 23). I need 23 seconds before all the memories of my vessel accesible for me. And I always spent 23 years inside the body, kicked out from it at June 23rd, usually aged 45 or 46 years old depending on their birthday.

My latest jump, I woke up in Antonio Valdes back in the '98 after spending 23 years building life for Dwight Morrisey, a very tenacious Harvard Law School senior. I was well-established in New York City as a lawyer for the folks in Wall Street and the life I built as Dwight was the best compared to the other two that I experienced beforehand. So it was quite a drastic change as Dwight was your template American boy next door that grew into corporate America church-goers white man with the nice family while Antonio arrived in Los Angeles in 1996 aged 20 with a wife and one little daughter. I remember I woke up that morning seeing Giselle holding the baby while staring at me, the TV seemed on all night long while Antonio slept on the couch after probably quite an intense night out with his fellas. 

ft. Ryan Winter by Joseph Lally

I decided that I need to straighten up because it's not healthy for the marriage if Antonio remained like this while his wife, Giselle, worked her ass up day in and day out cleaning rich people houses by the weekdays and helping out in the local bakery in weekend. It was a clear contrast from Antonio who seemed to be affected by some kind of trauma and guilt that caused him to went into drinking excessively and having "fun". The young man became adult too early and that damaged him, once he set himself free, he decided to reclaim his lost youth. Kinda just like me, but in a more tragic manner. So straighten him up it was, but then, he's no Dwight so the option was rather limited. 

Last night, as I laid in my bed with Giselle, looking out from the window, I realized that it would be my last time sleeping next to her. The next day would be June 23rd, I thought to myself. Look how far I've built Antonio's life, a mechanic and also a store owner, what's not to like from building life with honest work that bring reward? Happy wife, 2 out of the 3 kids already left the house pursuing their respective dream while the last one was very helpful around the house. For the first time, I really considered and wished that I would wake up still next to Giselle, in this building, and live the rest of my life as Antonio. Then I closed my eyes

Well, as you can see, it was a futile attempt. I woke up this morning in a brand new body, but, the experience, rather than disappointig or heartbreaking, was more or less elating. It's been so long since the last jump and whoa, I turned out to be enjoying this jump so much, waking up with new dimension is such a turn on and so refreshing. Looking at my new reflection in the mirror, I think I'll have a fun adventure as this young stud George. Not to mention, this is going to be my first time living life as a gay guy, that twink this body fucked last night still in the bathroom cleaning that hole of his that George over-flooded with his insane load. What a stud thus guy is. And can you believe me when I said that this is probably his least tight underwear? This man really knows his assets and how to flaunt it, and I'm honestly here for it. Thinking deeply about it, it's rather sad to let go of a familiar life once more but hey, there's another 23 years to live by and well, hopefully this Earth will not covered entirely by the ocean and remain inhabitable 23 years from now so maybe I can experience yet another jump. But until then, I'll show you my brand new life. 

ft. Fabien Sassier

Notes: Currently struggling to finish a revamp. In the meantime, I'll post some quickies like this. Thank you for your patience