Jake was excited for tonight was the night of the full moon. And just like every full moon he was giddy with excitement that would make it difficult for him to fall asleep. Which was a tad problematic because he needed to fall asleep for his nighttime adventures to begin. The opportunity ruined if he couldn’t fall asleep in time. 

About a year ago he’d found an amulet that charged throughout the month, and activated during his sleep on the full moon. At first the amulet’s magical effects had terrified him. Who could blame him? Waking up in someone else’s room? Someone else’s body?! Of course that was weird and strange.

But as it continued to occur outside of his control he grew more confident and bold. As he soon discovered the whole thing was temporary. Lasting just a couple of hours. But in that time he was free to explore and have fun in the body he’d somehow woken up in. There weren’t any consequences for this, at least none for himself that he had been able to figure out yet. The only minor annoyance was that if he did naughty things while in that borrowed body, he’d wake up with a sticky lap. A monthly wet dream was a small price to pay for the out of this world experimentation he was able to do. How many others were able to experience stuff from another person’s perspective? Literally from their perspective.

There were some patterns with how the magic happened. Whoever’s body he woke up in would have been asleep. They were also the same age as himself, slowly getting a little older every month. Jake himself had never gotten into trouble, and thus far no one had messed around with him while he was off borrowing some other kid’s body. What happened to the kid while he was in there? He didn’t know. The hardest part of all this was being courageous to try new things while also not wanting to push his luck too far. He could really get someone in trouble if he wanted to! He was okay and addicted to having some risky masturbation fun, but wanted to avoid doing anything that would really get anyone into big trouble.

Jake began to prepare for bed which involved some rather unusual habits. The big one being that he needed so stuff his underwear with paper towels and hand towels. This was to help reduce the amount of mess that seeped through onto his bedding when he had that inventible wet dream. 
 
A couple hours later he blinked his eyes open and stared into an unfamiliar dark room. It was a startling thing waking up somewhere unfamiliar. It would take a few seconds for him to remember this was normal. For him at least. Noticing the side of his face was moist he wiped away. Whoever this was he was a drooler. He continued to lay on the bed for a few more minutes. Eyes adjusting to the darkness. Ears listening for any other sounds from the house. Noticing some other details about his body. Like he’d woken up shirtless. Paw exploring even further down his body he felt that he was wearing something ‘tight’ down there. Not pjs or boxers. Briefs perhaps? Most of the guy’s he’d been with wore more clothing than this. Interesting. 
It was time to get up and do some exploring before getting to the naughty stuff. He lifted himself up. Or at least tried to. He let out a grunt and fell back down, knocking something soft and big onto the floor in the process. His body was surprisingly sore! The hell was up with this guy. He tried again and successfully sat up on the bed now that he was expecting it. Reaching out clumsily he found the nearby light and turned on the lamp. Now he could get a real look at himself and his surroundings.

Looking around the room he was surprised by the mess on the floor. Clothes thrown about, leftover fast food bags, empty soda bottles, and a pizza box. Messy! And calorie-rific. But he didn’t feel fat. Eyes continued to wander noticing the large shark on the floor. Was that the thing he’d knocked down? And were those swim goggles laying by his pillow? 

He took this time to explore himself better. Getting his first real look at his body. Wait...was he wearing a speedo? This guy was a total ocean and swim dork. Or perhaps athlete was the better way to describe it. Was that why his body hurt? A long workout session that had left him exhausted. Swimming? Now that was a fun idea. Was there a pool? That could be a fun place to do things.

He turned the light off and allowed himself to adjust to the darkness again. He wanted to be able to tiptoe through the house in the dark. Sneaking through the darkness into an unknown house was part of the fun. If caught the worst that would happen is he’d get yelled at and sent back to his room.

Carefully walking through the house he made his way towards his first objective. The bathroom. It was a quick stop. But he wanted to be able to see himself in a mirror before proceeding. Finding it he closed the door behind him and turned on the light. Damnnn this guy was fit and good looking. An orange and white house cat staring back at him in the mirror. Jake considered himself mostly straight. But after this funny business he was more open. And was it really gay if all he was doing was touching himself? It was still masturbation even if he was borrowing some other male’s body, right?

Back to his real mission he turned the light off and stepped into the hallway. Heading in the direct he hoped was the backyard he found a sliding door and stepped into the night. Technically he was dressed. Swimwear counted.  Not that he planned to stay dressed much longer. Being naked was oh so much fun if you didn’t really care if you were caught.

He walked over to the water wondering what the temperature would be like. It was going to be warm enough for him to swim in, right? It would spoil part of his fun if it was cold. Putting his hand into the water he got his answer. Brrrr! Well lame. Guess he wasn’t destined to swim laps naked. He could maybe submerge his legs, but no way could he get into the water without letting out noises that might wake up the family. 

He shrugged as he took off the speedo and dropped it beside him. Sitting on the edge of the pool he dipped his feet into the cold water. Not the best feeling in the world, but he was determined to do something water related while in this swimmer’s bod.

Naked in the moon light he began to explore his sheath. He was going to rub one out right here by the pool. Watching with a curious amazement as that cock began to shove out of the sheath. Always a thrill about the size and shape of his temporary dick. Yeah. He was gonna do it. Jack off right here under the moonlight. Squirt his jizz right onto the water. If he was caught well...that’d suck a little. But the risky fun of it was real whether he’d face any actual consequences or not.

He felt relatively safe so he took his time. A half hour or so was a good target time. A reasonable timeframe to edge himself a couple times without pushing his luck. He shivered a little from being outside, and feet in the cold water. Still it was completely worth it. 

It was a little strange and perhaps even a bit gay to be touching some other guy’s dick. But he was the one enjoying the sensations so it didn’t bother him. It somehow felt even better to masturbate this way then it did in his normal body. It feeling better was mostly in his head, right? It was the thrill of doing something taboo. Impossible even! Risky. Leaving the door to the bedroom open. Or in this case outside under the moon light.

A shimmer of light appeared on the water causing him to turn his attention towards the house. Oh shit! A light was on. Would his parents look his way before he could finish business? Notice that their son wasn’t sleeping in the bedroom? Such thoughts pushed him over the edge. A few fast strokes and he began squirting into the cold water. Yeaaaah that was the stuff. 

He panted as his climax came to an end. Enjoying the fun afterglow. But only for a minute. It was time to get his speedo back on. And carefully begin the journey back into the house. To lay down once again. To close his eyes. And wake back up in his normal body.