“Oh, I could get used to this…” I moaned in a cute boyish voice as my boyfriend and I continued to make out and explore each other’s bodies.
“Yeah, you said it.” He mumbled as I groped his perky ass. “You think we need to get out of these bodies yet? They might start fighting back soon.”
I opened my eyes and adjusted to seeing my ghostly boyfriend in such an attractive, young guy. His short dark hair and adolescent features completely hid the fact that he was in fact a middle-aged dead man possessing a college boy. He both gazed into each other’s eyes and smiled. For the first time in a long time, we were both so incredibly happy. And I didn’t want it to ever end.
“Gavin, I love you so much.” I whispered as I tenderly stroked his cheek.
“I love you too Mike. With all my heart.” He replied back as he pulled me in for another kiss. “But, we have to prepare for… you know…”
I internally sighed. He was right though. Being forced out of our hosts was never fun. Besides, we weren’t without hearts. We stole these bodies and having two straight boys wake up next to each other in bed would probably scar them for the rest of their lives.
“I know, I know. You’re right. We have to give these guys their bodies back…” I said shyly.
“Hey, babe. It’s alright. We have the rest of eternity to love each other, remember?” He said optimistically as he lifted up my chin. “We’ve been in these two for almost a week now. Let’s not push our luck.”
I reluctantly agreed and we prepared to exit our hosts. Damn, I am going to miss these two.