NuYou is Moving

[lemapp]

I had a recent road trip that took me through long stretches of rural country. This story is partial based on some experiences along that trip. I just added some fantasy to the mix to make it interestig for me and I hope that you like it.

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It was a long road trip. I had traveled over several states to visit with some friends. I had a great time, but now I was going home. When you are tired, it always seems so much longer.

Along a long rural stretch of highway I saw a sign for ?NuYou Body Shop.? I thought the name was odd, but the oddest thing was the mechanic was pictured shirtless. Later another billboard showed a different stud only wearing board shorts. Now I was getting curious.

As I approached the exit, one more billboard showed a guy who could have been naked. It was cropped just right so that nothing really told you if he was truly naked. I needed to see this place.

At the end of the exit ramp was a small road sign that point to right and listed NuYou as 5 miles. I turned right and drove down the narrow snaking county road. The entire distance was covered with dense forest. I had not passed any buildings or houses.

At a wide spot in the road was a clearing. A roadside sign said NuYou, but there was no building. Actually, where the building had stood was a pile of burned wood and metal. Seems like I was too late to visit.

While I was parked there, a rental truck pulled into the parking lot. I saw the old man driving as he parked next to me. He walked over to say hello. We spoke he a while about the fire. had said how I was curious because of the signs. The old man grinned and said they always got a crowd.

The old man asked if I would wait here a minute, he had a request. he then walked to the far side of the truck, out of view. He was gone for a few minutes, at one point I heard the truck side door opening. I heard the gravel, so I knew he was returning.

Looking around, I saw this most amazing muscle stud. His smooth tan skin covered thick slabs of muscle. The stud was still pulling up his mesh gym shorts. It was brief but I saw some impressive man meat between his legs. His lack of underwear made it clear he was hung because the swinging cock pushed against the fabric. This guy was making me horny.

The stud came over and shook my hand. I continued to stare at his shirtless torso. He slapped my shoulder which threw me off balance and back to reality.

The stud asked if I had a spare hour, he could use some help getting a few boxes out of the store. Looking around, it was clear that very little was left, so I figure it would be minutes. I agreed. Anyway I would get to spend a few more minutes with the stud.

I followed the stud to the building where he was lifting some burnt beams. He grunted loudly as he tossed them aside. It became clear that he was clearing a space on the floor. The ash, debris and mud covered the flooring. It was difficult to see what the stud was focusing on.

Finally the stud, pulled up a concealed handle and lifted a heavy hinged storm door which was hidden in the floor. It was like a secret entrance to a hidden space beneath the store. I stood there staring at the dark stairs leading into the ground.

I had not noticed that the stud had gotten a high power portable floodlight. He passed and started down the stairs. I took this as my cue to follow. It was very dark down the stairs.

The underground space was a large wall-less space with numerous support columns holding up the building above. The bare concrete floors give it an industry minimal appearance. The stud turned on the floodlight to explore the space. I expected to see the same post fire mud wash like the above. It seemed that this cellar was very well sealed.

Through our tour I saw numerous stacks of cardboard boxes. Most were labeled with single or double letters. Yet they seemed to be very well organized. At one point the stud grabbed a box with triple letters and then another. In the far corner, he asked that I grab a third triple letter box. We walked back to the stairs.

Near the stairs, the stud dropped his boxes. He asked that I add mine to the stack. He started to say something but stopped himself. Then he dropped his shorts. He explained that it was hot and he wanted to get comfortable. He said I could do the same. Being a bit modest, I just pulled off my shirt.

The stud grabbed two of the other boxes and asked that I follow him. Up the stairs I saw how the truck blocked the view from the road. We could come and go relatively unseen from the rod traffic which I had yet to see any. The boxes were placed in the back of the truck.

The two of us started bringing up loads of boxes. Since they were all the same size, they easily stacked inside the truck. Slowly we cleared out the space. I found that was barely able to keep up with the stud, but I found a way. After dozens of trips, most of the boxes were loaded.

In the far corner, it became clear that another room existed. The stud caught me staring at the door. He slapped my butt and said we should check it out. The stud grabbed the light as we headed to the door.

The sign simply said Men much like a standard bathroom or locker room. Pushing the door in I could smell the faint odor from a typical locker room. Following the stud, we entered a small locker room. There were a few benches and a few dozen lockers along the walls. I could make out a buddy shower area just beyond.

The stud tossed me an empty cardboard box and asked that I empty the lockers. As I pulled jock straps, underwear, and sports equipment from the lockers, I saw the stud head to the showers. Soon I heard the spray of water.

I decided why not and stopped what I was doing. Finally getting undressed, I headed into the poorly lit shower area. I found that the stud was located under the shower tree in the room. The single pole supported several shower heads. I chose a different spot and started the cool water.

I was shocked when the stud stood behind me and began to wash my back. Each touch was sending electric pluses to my cock. I was trying my best to will it to behave, but my cock had a mind of its own. Slowly it swelled. A few moments later and I was at full mast.

The stud swung me around to wash my front. He quickly saw that I was erect and laughed softly. He did not say anything but continued his scrub down. Soon enough he was satisfied that was properly clean. The stud walked off to the lockers and returned with several towels. He would not let me dry myself he wanted to do that as well.

After being dried we headed back to the lockers. The stud pointed into some darkness and mentioned that sauna, steam room, massage rooms and training rooms were located. All I could see was black, though images of naked muscle studs moving about filled my head.

The stud grabbed the box of locker contents and I did not bother to get dressed. I followed the stud back out to the main space. As we walked, the stud surveyed the few remaining boxes. A few more trips were needed.

I dropped my clothes by the stack of triple lettered boxes as the stud took the locker room box to the truck. Still naked, I grabbed another load of boxes and made my way to the truck. Along the stairs, I passed the naked stud. We neither spoke as we focused on the remaining work.

In a few minutes it was complete except for the initial stack of boxes. As I grabbed these, the stud asked that I stop. He told me that these were my payment for all of my help. The boxes contained annual collection of every style introduced in the past three years.

At this point it struck me that I had no idea what the actual product was. The stud saw my curious look and figured he needed to explain further. Then without warning he pulls at his face and stretched the skin to bizarre dimensions. It was like a horror movie. The stud did not seem to be in pain. Another face appeared, it was the old man I had seen earlier. It just struck me that I had not seen him since the stud arrived.

The stud explained that NuYou sold bodysuits that transformed the wearer into whatever muscle stud form of the bodysuit. He was correct because over the last hour plus I had thought the old man was a muscle stud.

The old man replaced the stud face over his own. Then he opened one of the boxes and handed my one of the bodysuits. The stud asked that I try it on. I quickly pulled the soft rubbery suit over my body. It easily slid into place. In moments I was stretch the face over my own.

Looking down I could the massive muscle body. There were thick pecs and tight abs. My arms and legs were huge. The cock and balls were impressive, easily porn size. I wanted a mirror, but I knew I was easily a bodybuilder from the way I needed to place my legs wider.

The stud saw my clothes and then located his discarded shorts. He said I would need them for my new body. I slipped them on. feeling the lightweight fabric against my legs.

We loaded the three boxes in my car. The stud grabbed me and hugged me. Then asked if I would stay just a bit longer. I agreed and he retrieved his portable floodlight and locked up the hidden space. The stud even pulled beams back to cover the entrance again.

At the truck the stud asked that follow him into the woods. There was small concealed clearing he enjoyed and wanted to share it with me. It was going to be his last visit since he was moving shop.

Beyond the parking lot was a faint hint of a trail. I followed the naked stud deep into the forest. A few minutes later we came out in a clearing with a small stream running through it. The stud quickly jumped into the water. I took it a bit slow because it was colder than I expected. Soon we were playing around, mainly splashing.

At one point the stud lunged at me and knocked me down. He landed on top of me. I felt his body pressing against me. The stud stared at me with such an intense stare. He wanted something. I felt his cock swelling which instantly gave me a full hard-on.

The stud slid down my body and sucked on my thick cock. This bodysuit made my cock a bit too large for a typical mouth but the stud was giving it a good try. The stud's hands explored my body. Soon he was pinching my nipples. The erotic electric impulses were intense, could not help but moan.

The stud did not let up. He was brining me to the edge. I was so ready to explode and he stopped. Arrgh was all I could think of. I had a need and I needed it now.

The stud had changed position. He was now above me aiming his ass hole straight at my rigid cock. His massive muscular legs support him as he began his squat on my cock. I felt his warm opening slip over my cock head. The stud's slow decent swallowed in my cock deep inside his ass. I felt his heavy balls against my abs just as my bottomed out on my base.

The stud started back up and then plunged down again. He started a rhythm which pounded my cock. The stud's hands found my nipples again and he began to work them. The involuntary moaning started as I allowed the stud to take me.

I lost time in my endorphin haze. I looked up at the sweat covered stud bounce on my cock. His rigid cock bobbing in front of me. The point of release happened and I exploded deep inside the stud. The stud slowed as I pumped huge volume of cum.

I felt a large splash of hot liquid on my face. I focused to see that the stud was cumming too as massive amount of hot cum poured out of his cock onto my chest. It was clear the stud had stored up for this and he really needed it bad.

The stud slowly pulled away and laid next to me. We both were huffing from exhaustive sex. It had been absolutely amazing.

The stud began to pull me in the cold water. Gently he wash away the mess from my body. He made sure to get me clean. Then the stud bathe himself.

Without speaking the stud started back down the path to the truck. I jumped up and followed. I caught up in the parking lot. Next to the truck we said our goodbyes. The stud got in the truck and pulled away. I wanted to follow, but something told me that the stud had not wanted me to do that. I got in my car and started back on my trip back home. At the next gas stop, I just barely remembered to slip on the shorts before exiting the car. I had several boxes of bodysuits to explore, but I keep thinking about the stud and the clearing.

[TGilders]

I'm not usually the biggest fan of bodysuit stories, but wow... this was hot.

[michaelv2]

Thanks for sharing the story. It reads like a dream sequence, highly symbolic.