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[sonezp]

The Young Actor

The air inside Matthew Uy’s apartment was still—too still. The kind of silence that doesn’t belong in a place where life should be moving.

Then, it happened. A shimmer in the air, barely visible, like heat rising from asphalt. The ghost of Elias Dela Torre slipped through the walls, unseen and unnoticed. He had been watching, waiting. And now, the moment had come.

Matthew had just returned from an event, tired, unaware of the presence lingering in the shadows. As he stood in front of his mirror, stretching his sore muscles, Elias made his move.

A sudden chill swept through the room. Matthew’s breath hitched. His eyes fluttered, and his body stiffened for just a moment. Then—stillness again.

But something had changed.

The figure in the mirror blinked. Then smirked.

Elias took a deep breath, feeling his new lungs expand. He stretched his fingers, flexing them experimentally. Then, with a smirk, he grabbed the hem of Matthew’s shirt and pulled it over his head, tossing it to the floor.

“Damn,” Elias whispered, admiring the reflection before him. He ran a hand over the smooth skin, tracing the lines of the toned torso he now possessed. “This body… is perfect.”

He turned side to side, rolling his shoulders, feeling the strength in every movement. The definition of his abs, the curve of his chest—it was all his now. A body so young, so full of life. So unlike the fading memory of the form he once had.

Elias chuckled, running a hand through Matthew’s dark hair, tilting his head as he examined his new face. “Handsome. No wonder people like him.”

He flexed an arm, admiring the muscle, then dragged his fingertips across his jawline. This was power. This was life again.

Stepping away from the mirror, he rolled his neck, reveling in the sensation of warm blood pumping through his veins. He clenched a fist, then relaxed it.

Elias grinned at the sound of the knock but ignored it for now. He was still busy. This body—his body now—deserved to be fully explored.

He turned back to the mirror, rolling his shoulders and watching the way the muscles moved beneath his skin. He let his fingers run across his collarbones, then down his chest, feeling every inch as if he had been reborn.

A thought struck him.

He grabbed Matthew’s phone from the nightstand, flipping to the camera. The screen lit up, showing his new face, new body—his new existence.

He switched to video mode, propping the phone against the mirror before stepping back. The red recording light blinked.

Elias spread his arms out and slowly turned, making sure to capture every angle. The light in the room cast sharp shadows on his torso, highlighting each ridge and dip of his toned physique. He smirked, brushing a hand through his hair before flexing, watching how the muscles tensed.

He ran his palms over his chest, down to his abs, exhaling as he traced each defined line. "This… this is a body worth having," he murmured to himself.

He leaned closer to the camera, tilting his head with curiosity. He touched his lips, felt the warmth of them, then ran a thumb along his jaw. He had forgotten what it felt like to be solid, to be alive.

He chuckled, turning off the recording and playing it back. Watching himself on the screen, he grinned.

"I could get used to this."

Elias stretched his arms, cracked his neck, and exhaled. The ghost of Elias Dela Torre was no more.

From this moment on, he was Matthew Uy.

[tamzzz69]

Title: “Second Chance Skin”

The studio locker room smelled like sweat, cheap soap, and leather benches. Sunlight poured through the windows, casting long shadows on the tiled floor. Two shirtless guys stood in front of the mirrors, still catching their breath from the last scene.

But these weren’t really Jace Norman and Asher Angel.

Inside Jace’s body was Ezra — a ghost who’d been lost for years, now breathing again.

And inside Asher’s was Kian, another spirit, long forgotten but just as alive now.

Ezra ran his hands over the smooth muscles of Jace’s chest, eyes wide. “Bro, this is insane. Like, look at this,” he flexed lightly. “I’ve never felt a body like this before. It’s like walking art.”

Kian chuckled from the bench, towel around his neck, admiring Asher’s reflection. “Right? I was a twig back in the day, now I’m this... hunk. Feels kinda wild.”

Ezra turned, grinning. “Honestly? You look mad good. Like, I lowkey wanna steal you.”

Kian smirked, stepping closer. “If you’re trying to flirt, you’re killin’ it, man.”

Ezra shrugged, feeling heat creep up his neck. “We’re ghosts. Rules are kinda optional.”

They both laughed but kept glancing at each other in the mirror, noticing how good it felt to be seen like this—not as ghosts, but as real people with skin and muscles and breath.

“You ever think we’ll wanna keep this? Like... actually be them?” Ezra asked.

Kian smiled softly. “Honestly? I think I already do.”

They stood there, close enough to feel the warmth between them. Then, like something electric sparked in the air, Ezra leaned in slowly.

Kian met him halfway.

Their lips touched — soft at first, testing — then deeper, like they’d been holding back forever. The world faded, and it was just them. Two souls who had no business being alive again but found a heartbeat worth fighting for.

A couple weeks later, they were fully in the groove of living as Jace and Asher. They’d mastered the moves, the voices, the fans. Social media was a whole new playground.

One afternoon, Ezra (Jace) snapped a photo in the mirror, shirtless and dripping with water from a quick shower. He posted it on “Jace’s” Instagram with a cheeky caption:

“Who needs summer when you got these gains? #Blessed #NoFilter”

Within minutes, the likes and comments exploded.

Kian (Asher) smiled, pulling out his phone. “Bet I can top that.”

He went live on “Asher’s” Instagram, shirtless, flexing his biceps and joking around. “What’s good, guys? Just out here, keeping it real. Y’all better keep up or I’m stealing Jace’s spotlight.”

Then Ezra popped into the live, waving and grinning. “Yo, don’t listen to this dude, I’m the real deal.”

The fans went wild watching the two “stars” joke and tease each other on live cam — shirtless, laughing, vibing like best friends.

And behind the screens? Ezra and Kian kept stealing glances at each other, the line between pretend and real blurring with every smile and touch.

One night, after a long shoot, they found themselves alone again in the locker room. Shirtless, tired, but buzzing from the day.

Kian caught Ezra’s eye and said softly, “You feel this too, right? Like... this is more than just playing a role?”

Ezra nodded, heart pounding like never before. “Yeah. I think I’m falling for you. Like, for real.”

Kian smiled, stepping closer until their chests almost touched. “Me too.”

Without thinking, Ezra pulled Kian into a kiss that was rougher, urgent. They’d tried to hold back, but now the floodgates were open.

The kiss deepened, hands exploring, breath mingling. The locker room faded into nothing but the two of them — alive, shirtless, and finally free to be exactly who they wanted.

Months later, they weren’t ghosts anymore. They were Ezra and Kian, living in Jace and Asher’s bodies — and more in love than ever.

They had their whole new lives ahead of them.

And for the first time, it felt like home.

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[sonezp]

The Young Actor Part 4

Elias hadn’t expected it.

The thrill of possession, the rush of power—he had been so focused on making sure Amir settled into Raheel’s body that he hadn’t noticed how charged the air had become. Raheel—or rather, Amir now—stood there, his breaths heavy, his muscles tense as if adjusting to the unfamiliar weight of flesh and bone.

And then, without warning, Raheel grabbed him.

Elias barely had time to react before their bodies were pressed together, Raheel’s hands gripping his waist. He felt the warmth of his skin, the pulse of his heart—so alive. The scent of sweat, of adrenaline, filled the space between them.

"Amir—" Elias started, but before he could finish, Raheel’s lips crashed into his.

The shock sent a jolt through his entire body. Elias stiffened for a split second, his mind racing to process what was happening. But then, something inside him—something primal—gave in.

Their mouths moved in sync, urgent, hungry. Raheel’s hands slid up his back, fingers tracing over his bare skin, feeling the toned body Elias had stolen. Elias, in return, gripped Raheel’s shoulders, pressing closer. The heat between them was intoxicating. The lines between ghost and human, between Elias and Matthew, Amir and Raheel, blurred into nothingness.

The metal lockers behind them clanged as Elias was pushed back slightly. He let out a breathless chuckle between kisses, his mind spinning. “Didn’t expect that,” he murmured against Raheel’s lips.

Raheel—Amir—pulled away just enough to meet his gaze. His eyes burned with something new, something neither of them had experienced in centuries. He exhaled, still holding Elias close, his grip firm. “Neither did I,” he admitted, his voice husky.

For the first time in ages, both of them were real. Tangible. Alive.

And suddenly, the idea of taking over these bodies wasn’t just about power anymore.

It was about feeling.

Elias smirked, running a thumb along Raheel’s jaw before leaning in again. “We have all the time in the world now,” he whispered. “Let’s make the most of it.”

Raheel grinned. Amir grinned.

And then they kissed again—because after years of being nothing but ghosts, they were finally alive.

Elias leaned against the cool metal lockers, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. He could still feel the heat of Raheel—Amir now—against him, the ghostly connection between them stronger than ever.

Raheel stepped back slightly, his expression flickering between exhilaration and curiosity. He stretched his arms, flexing his fingers as if still getting used to the sensation of being human again. His hands ran over his own chest, palms pressing against his toned skin, feeling the warmth, the realness of it.

“Damn,” Amir muttered, his voice huskier now, richer, more alive. “I forgot how good it feels to have a body.”

Elias smirked, watching with amusement as Amir—Raheel now—ran his hands over his own torso, tracing the sharp definition of his abs, pressing against his pecs as if making sure this was real.

“Believe me,” Elias said, stepping forward, slipping his hands behind his head and letting the muscles in Matthew’s body flex naturally, “you’re gonna want to admire it for a while.”

Amir chuckled, shaking his head as he looked at himself in the full-length mirror attached to the lockers. He dragged a hand through his sweat-dampened hair, rolling his shoulders, then exhaled. “This body is solid,” he murmured, turning side to side. “The definition… the strength…” He tensed his arms, watching the way his biceps responded. “I could get used to this.”

Elias mirrored his movements, stepping beside him, both of them shirtless and standing in front of the mirror, two ghosts who had just become men again.

He ran a slow hand down Matthew’s torso, pausing at his abs before looking over at Amir. “You chose well,” Elias teased.

Amir smirked, dragging his own hands down his chest, feeling every inch of his new form. “You’re one to talk,” he shot back, nodding at Matthew’s reflection. “Damn. Look at us.”

Elias let out a short laugh. He turned slightly, twisting his torso to see how his new muscles moved, the way his skin reacted under his touch. It was exhilarating. After so long as a ghost, to feel warmth, to feel hunger, to feel alive…

Amir reached forward, placing a firm hand on Elias’s chest, feeling the steady heartbeat under his palm. His eyes flickered with something unreadable—something almost hungry.

“You feel that?” Amir asked, pressing slightly.

Elias nodded, exhaling. “Yeah. You?”

Amir grinned. “More than I ever did before.”

They stood there for a moment, two stolen bodies, two ghosts reborn, feeling everything, reveling in the pleasure of existence. The warmth of their skin, the flex of their muscles, the rush of blood through their veins.

Then Elias rolled his shoulders, grinning. “We should test these bodies out properly,” he said.

Amir smirked, cracking his neck. “Yeah? What are you thinking?”

Elias stretched, letting his arms rise over his head, his bare torso fully exposed to the cool air. “A night run,” he said. “Shirtless, of course.”

Amir laughed, shaking his head. “You always were the show-off.”

Elias winked. “Come on. We’re alive now. Let’s enjoy it.”

And with that, the two of them, Elias in Matthew’s body, Amir in Raheel’s, grabbed their things, leaving their shirts behind as they stepped out into the night—ready to experience every sensation their new lives had to offer.

The night air was cool against their bare skin as Elias and Amir walked through the dimly lit streets, their bodies still humming with the thrill of possession. The feeling of being alive—of muscles tensing, of breaths filling their lungs—was intoxicating.

Elias led the way, confidently navigating through the familiar cityscape, his new body—Matthew Uy’s body—moving like it belonged there. Amir, adjusting to Raheel Bhyria’s form, followed closely, still running his hands over his abs every so often, as if to remind himself that this was real.

“You sure we can just crash at your place?” Amir asked, grinning.

Elias smirked. “Matthew’s place,” he corrected. “And yeah, it’s mine now. I have his memories, his keys, his life.” He reached into his pocket, pulling out a sleek apartment keycard and holding it up. “Welcome home.”

Amir chuckled, shaking his head. “Man, this is insane.”

Elias just grinned as they reached Matthew’s apartment complex, a high-end building that screamed wealth and status. He swiped the keycard effortlessly, the glass doors sliding open as if they recognized him.

They stepped inside, taking the elevator up to the penthouse suite.

The doors slid open, revealing a spacious modern loft, with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. The place was sleek—leather couches, ambient lighting, a massive TV mounted on the wall. A bar lined one side of the room, stocked with expensive liquor.

Amir let out a low whistle as he stepped inside, tossing his gym bag onto the couch. “Damn, Matthew was living good.”

Elias shrugged, walking further in, his bare torso illuminated by the city lights. “Told you. I pick them well.”

Amir ran a hand through his hair, then stretched, flexing his shoulders. “You mind if I crash here for a while? You know, until I… settle in?”

Elias smirked. “You’re not crashing. You live here now.”

Amir laughed. “Right. Raheel Bhyria is a big deal, though. Won’t people be looking for him?”

Elias shrugged. “Doesn’t matter. You’re him now. And I’m Matthew. We control their lives however we want.”

Amir grinned, stepping closer. “So, what now?”

Elias tilted his head, eyes flickering with mischief. “Now? We celebrate.”

He walked over to the bar, grabbing a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, pouring a drink for both of them.

Amir took his glass, smirking. “To new lives.”

Elias clinked their glasses together. “And new bodies.”

They both drank, the warmth of the alcohol burning down their throats.

Elias exhaled, setting his glass down, then leaned back against the counter, watching Amir with an amused expression. “Still admiring yourself?”

Amir chuckled, running a hand down his chest. “Can you blame me? I haven’t felt anything in centuries.”

Elias grinned, stepping closer. “Then let’s make sure you feel everything.”

Elias smirked as he grabbed Matthew’s phone from the counter, unlocking it effortlessly with his own face. The rush of owning someone’s body, of stepping into their life so seamlessly, never got old. But tonight was different. This wasn’t just about himself anymore. Amir was here too. And they were going to enjoy every second of their new existence.

“Let’s make some memories,” Elias said, opening the camera app and switching it to video mode.

Amir—still adjusting to Raheel’s body—grinned as he rolled his shoulders, his muscles flexing under the dim glow of the penthouse lights. “Damn, this is surreal.” He ran a hand down his chest again, feeling the solid definition, the smooth warmth of his stolen skin.

Elias hit record.

The screen lit up, capturing the image of two shirtless young men standing in front of the massive mirror in Matthew’s luxurious apartment.

“Damn,” Elias murmured, tilting the camera slightly, getting a better angle. “We really pulled it off.”

Amir smirked, stepping closer to the mirror. “You seeing this?” He ran a slow hand over his torso, fingers tracing the deep ridges of his abs. “This body is insane.”

Elias turned the camera on himself, running a hand through Matthew’s thick black hair before smirking into the lens. “And this one?” He flexed his arm, showing off the lean definition. “Perfection.”

The video continued as they admired themselves, moving, stretching, exploring every inch of their new forms.

Amir chuckled, stepping beside Elias, their reflections side by side in the mirror. “We should take some before and after shots,” he joked. “You know, for… research purposes.”

Elias laughed. “Oh, we’re keeping all of this.” He moved the camera lower, panning over their torsos, capturing the way their muscles shifted under their skin. “Gotta appreciate the work of art we’ve become.”

Amir smirked, looking into the camera. “Think the world is ready for us?”

Elias grinned, stopping the recording and tossing the phone onto the bed.

“They better be.”

Elias tossed Matthew’s phone onto the bed before stretching his arms above his head, feeling the satisfying pull of his muscles. The weight of a real body was still thrilling, even after hours of exploration. He turned to Amir, who was still admiring himself in the mirror, running his hands over Raheel’s torso like he couldn’t quite believe it was his.

“You done checking yourself out?” Elias teased, smirking.

Amir chuckled, finally pulling his hands away. “Man, after centuries as a ghost, you’d be doing the same.” He ran a hand through his hair, exhaling. “This is crazy… I actually feel tired.”

Elias nodded, already feeling the exhaustion creeping in too. A real body meant real limits—muscle fatigue, hunger, the need for rest. Things they had forgotten about when they were just spirits drifting through the void.

He smirked, stepping toward the massive bed in the center of the room. “Well, lucky for you, Matthew’s got the comfiest bed in the world.” He pulled back the soft covers, slipping into the cool sheets. “Come on, man, I’m not letting you crash on the couch after everything we just went through.”

Amir hesitated for a moment before shrugging. “Fine. But if I wake up and this was all a dream, I’m haunting your ass.”

Elias laughed as Amir climbed in beside him. The bed was huge, easily fitting them both with space to spare. The silk sheets felt unreal against their bare skin, another reminder that they were really here, really alive.

For a few moments, they just lay there in comfortable silence, staring at the ceiling, letting the weight of the day sink in.

Elias turned his head slightly, glancing at Amir. “Kinda weird, huh?”

Amir sighed. “What?”

Elias smirked. “After everything, we still ended up sleeping in the same bed.”

Amir chuckled, shaking his head. “Guess some things never change.”

Elias let out a breath, closing his eyes. For the first time in ages, he felt truly at peace. No more wandering. No more loneliness. Just the warmth of a real body, the steady rise and fall of his chest, and the presence of someone who actually understood what it was like to come back from nothing.

“Night, Amir,” Elias murmured.

Amir yawned. “Night, Elias.”

And with that, the two ghosts—now men—drifted into sleep, their new bodies wrapped in the comfort of the lives they had stolen.

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