The Valet (Becoming Ron Revisted) (body swap)
It was a long day at work. There was physical testing all day for the seniors at school and my fellow coach was out sick. Normally the days go by with little or no hitches, but today was one of those days. I even cancelled my normal after school workout on the hoops because I just had to get away from school.
On the way home I kept thinking about diving into landlord's pool, then letting the afternoon sun bake away the stress of the day. It wasn't like I was tired at all, just the opposite. I had so much unleashed energy I was about to explode.
When I arrived home I just stripped and slipped on my swim trunks and did about 10 fast laps. The energy output was just what my body was begging for, so when I got out of the pool, I was feeling so pumped and it felt good to just lay in the sun and feel my heart beating and my hard muscles tingling. I just laid there and let the sun soothe my body and within fifteen minutes or so, I was thinking straight and my body was back to its normal self.
I got up then to stretch and flex a bit while my landlord Tony was watching from his kitchen window and giving me the thumbs up. I just grinned and waved and went back into my apartment.
Back inside I heard the answering machine beeping so I went over to check my messages. Dang, I thought. Four messages-wow, that's a record for one day I thought as I rewound the machine and played them back.
"Beep. Mark, Jason here. Man, I need a big favor dude. Please call me as soon as you get this message."
"Beep. Mark, Jason again. Dude, you late getting home? Whew buddy, I need you tonight. Please call back."
"Beep. Mark, where the hell are you? Fuck man, I need the biggest favor. Please call me back."
"Beep. Holy crap Mark! Please come home, dude. I'm going to flip if you don't get these messages."
I hurried to call Jason back, wondering what the hell he was talking about. "Hello? Jason, what's up man?"
"Oh Mark, thank God. Listen, I need a big one tonight man. My girlfriend just showed up from LA and I can't go into work tonight. Please dude, take my shift at Muscles. It's only a six-hour shift, dude, and I will pay you man."
"What, you want me to go do your job for you so you can fuck your girl friend", I began to burst out laughing.
"Mark, it's not funny man. I haven't seen her in months and I can't call out--I would lose my job. Besides, you're the only guy I can think of that can fit the physique for the job."
"Jason! Man, I had a rotten day today and I don't think I want to deal with any more people today."
"Mark", Jason pleaded, "you have to man. You're the only one I know who could fit into my uniform. Dude, you're the only one with a buff V-shaped body that I know of and you know how picky they are there. Mark, you might even get to park a celebrity's car."
Hum, I thought for a minute. "Well, ok I guess, but they won't mind if it's me instead of you doing the valet?"
"Shit, no man! You look hot and you'll look even hotter in the uniform".
"Well, ok, but you owe me big time Jason for this, remember that!" "Yes, oh thanks Mark! You don't know what this means to me. Oh, by the way, I already dropped off my uniform at your landlord's already. Sorry, I knew you would do this for me."
"Oh?" I shouted. "Jason? Jason?" I shouted again, but he hung up. Shit, what have I gotten myself into I thought? Just then and there was a tap at my backdoor and I walked over and saw my landlord Tony holding Jason's uniform up on a hanger. I opened the door, "Hey Tony!"
"Mark, I almost forgot, your friend Jason dropped this off for you. Er, what kind of an outfit is this?"
I took the clothes and giggled. "Well, Tony it's a valet uniform for this exclusive Italian Seafood restaurant in Scottsdale called Muscles. You know seafood? Muscles? Well, they play it up and only hire muscled waiters and Valets. It's a fun place and the patrons seem to enjoy the show."
"He he," Tony laughed. "Mark this is a pretty revealing shirt, don't you think?"
"Yeah it is, isn't it?" I said. I took the shirt off the hanger to get a better look and it was nothing more than a muscle shirt, teal in color, and it came with a white collar and black bow tie with regular tux pants with a black cummerbund. Tony was staring at me as I examined the uniform. "Hey Tony, I will show it off to you once I put it on, ok?"
"Oh, thanks Mark." And with that, Tony left.
I showered and got dressed in Jason's uniform and took a look at myself and giggled. I thought, yes, it is pretty revealing isn't it? The shirt was made to conform to a chest and stomach like Jason's and mine and it left no room for love handles, only a perfectly V-shaped body could wear this gear. I brushed my hair and then went over to Tony's door to show him. When he opened his door, I thought he was going to have a coronary.
"OH MY GOD," Tony said, staring at the outline of my pectorals and my six-pack abs.
"Ok, ok," I said, "seriously, what do you think Tony?
He unconsciously reached down to squeeze his crotch and I knew right then it was the reaction most would have and I would fit right in at the restaurant. "Thanks for giving me the show Mark", Tony said and he smiled big time. I winked and went back inside my apartment, grabbed my keys and wallet and headed out for the drive up to north Scottsdale.
When I finally arrived, I parked in the back of the restaurant and entered through the employee entrance, and as soon as I got in, Jason's boss was there with a big grin.
"Oh Mark, I wish you would come work for us! Jason is so lucky to have you as a friend. I couldn't imagine anyone else in that uniform, and by the way you look twice as nice as Jason." And then he winked at me.
I smiled, "Thanks Mr. Johnson. So lead me to the valet booth."
Mr. Johnson led me up front to the booth just outside the exclusive restaurant's main doors. He introduced me to Rick and Ted who were undressing me as they shook my hand.
"Ok guys," Mr. Johnson said, "this is Mark and he will be standing in for Jason tonight." Jason had told me that Rick and Ted were gay lovers, so I was prepared. I felt like new meat hanging on the hook, just dangling in front of these guys.
Soon it was my turn at being valet and I eagerly strolled up to the first car, a beautiful Lexus, and opened the door for the driver. I gave him a ticket and sat in his seat and drove the car to the valet parking lot across the way. Hum, I thought, this isn't so bad. It felt good to be driving a nice car and this one looked new right off the showroom. I got out and swiftly made my way back to the booth to hang up the keys.
"Wow, you did that like a pro," Rick said.
"Yeah, piece of cake," I smiled. It felt so weird, I just didn't know how to communicate with a gay kid, I mean I was bi, but I wasn't about to just chat about things of interest to him. If I was going to chat it would be about sports or something like that, and neither Rick nor Ted looked like sports buffs to me.
As the night went on, my pockets were beginning to bulge with the tips I was receiving, and the way the slacks were styled, it was beginning to look like I was sporting a tented crotch. Needless to say, Rick and Ted were probably creaming their pants, but it didn't bother me a bit. After all, this was a one-night affair.
About three hours into the job, this teal-colored Chrysler PT Cruiser pulled up and it just hit me how cool the color teal was. I made my way to the car and opened the door, and I felt a strange rush go through my cock, as the man inside smiled from a perfectly groomed face. He had a perfect salt and pepper beard and was wearing a tuxedo. He must have been in his 50's and was just a bit chubby, but to me he looked like the most handsomely dressed guy I had ever met. He was so dignified and handsome. I was in awe of him as he got out of the car and handed me a five-dollar bill, saying, "Please be extra careful with my car, it's brand new."
I shook my head yes as the man looked me over like I was being scanned for an experiment, and our hands were still touching.
"Your awesome," he said as he passed me and I took a whiff of his masculine cologne. I closed my eyes to savor the masculine sent of this guy, and it was right then that I felt my cock stiffen up, like a steel pipe.
Holy shit I thought, Mark what has gotten into you? This man just got me rock hard. But he is gorgeous, so why not react I thought? Shit, I was feeling like a fool as I sat in his seat and imagined being him. My body seemed to just sink into the seat cushion as I took the car out of park and stepped on the pedal and drove to the parking area. My cock was now so sensitized and it was throbbing down my right leg. I don't know how it uncoiled and made it out my tight boxer brief pouch but there is was going down the right leg of my pants and my ball sacs were boiling hot.
Once I parked, I just sat there for a few minutes, sucking in the scents of the car and the man who drove it. It was more than just the cologne; it was his scent that was driving my young jock fluids into sexual overload. I had always prided myself as a successful closeted bisexual who acted straight and hung with straight athletes. But now, my shield had been torn and I was feeling so vulnerable now, and wondering how I was going to face Rick and Ted. It was obvious I was so hard and it was going to show when I got out of the car and headed back. I would have stayed longer in that marvelously scented car, but it was a busy time and I should have been back already.
I got back to the booth and spoke not a word, putting the key and ticket on the board. Rick and Ted sensed I was acting strangely, so I avoided them as much as possible. When I had the chance, I made a mad rush to the men's room inside the restaurant to do something with my pants. I slipped into one of the stalls, pulled up the cummerbund and unbuttoned my pants and lowered them. Holy Shit I almost shouted. My boxer brief pouch was drenched in cum and my right leg was wet from an obvious climax I must have had being in that man's car. Shit, I said to myself. I'm acting like some young kid who just let his first load off to some catalog picture of guys in underwear. I tried to clean up the best I could with toilet paper and packed my cock back into its pouch where it belonged. I left the stall and walked over a sink to wash my hands and face, when the man of dreams walked in and stood next to me. We were side by side staring into the same mirror, and I could feel my cock ragging again in my pants. I thought to myself, this isn't fair God, why does it have to be this way. Before I could think, the gentleman introduced himself as Ron and I was fumbling to say the word Mark. He grabbed my hard muscular shoulder and said, "I know what your going through Mark, I am feeling the same thing for you, and I am afraid I too came in my pants thinking about what it would be like to be you and live inside that fabulous body of yours."
My heart was racing now and my cock was again rock-hard throbbing down my right leg. I was beginning to sweat now and the man grabbed me tight and began to sniff and kiss my neck. Again I thought to myself, was this destiny? Was this meant to happen? I began to moan as I felt his rock hard cock throbbing next to mine. I grabbed his head and we started to kiss like we were long lost lovers and we rocked back and forth and were turning in circles. My body heated up and was going into its sexual response mode. This man had found his destiny and I had found mine. I wanted this man so badly-not only to perform any and every sexual act imaginable with him but also to actually steal his essence, his life, his mind and his body. Being who I was seemed much less important than who I wanted to be. I could sense this was his desire for me as well and my head began to spin as I realized that this night would be a turning point in my life.
In a matter of seconds I was inside this man's mind absorbing all of his thoughts and his pure sexual desire for me and he was in my mind relishing in my youthful bodily sensations and my sexual lust for him. It was as if the world had stood still for us as his thick white groomed beard made my smooth face tingle and he sucked on my tender youthful lips. Oh! I wanted him to just take my body for his own and let me have his man scent drenched body for my prize. As the seconds passed I could feel him absorbing my bountiful load right through our pants and I just let my body feed him my hot Mark juices.
Soon it was my turn and I was draining his manly fluids into me with the sensation of a huge climax, but in reverse. I could feel this awesome man essence entering into me and the inevitable was taking place for both of us. I had willingly released myself unto him and he unto me and I could start to feel the changes in my body as it was aging and altering as I was transforming into him. Soon his chest was becoming mine and I could feel the transfer of his soft nipples to my chest and my hard pectorals to his chest and as we swapped with our bodies still intertwined, our clothing was magically changing at the same time. His neat rich tuxedo was altering into my muscle uniform and my uniform was changing into his expensive tuxedo and it was total ecstasy for both of us. I felt the release of my cock and balls as my boxer briefs changed into plain loose boxers, and I could sense his balls pulling up as his plain boxers changed into my tight boxer briefs. Soon it was my expertly groomed face and lips adorning a youthful V-shaped jock's lips and with no regrets I lavished in my new body and how it was reacting to the miraculous stimulus coming to me from a hot young athletic jock. I was breathing through the lungs of this hot and masculine man's body and I could feel the size difference of my torso now and it was like I was reborn in his body. I could sense his excitement as his moans changed in pitch and tone as his body finished its transformation into the young jock of his dreams.
Suddenly over the paging speaker came the words, "Mark Gordon, please report to the Valet booth" and I released the young hard jock, saying, "That's you young man." His young eyes glistened as I released my grasp of his muscular arms. "Go now", I said, your public awaits you and I smiled that sensuous grin that had started this whole thing. He looked at me for approval, and I said, "You look fabulous!" He then straightened his tie in the mirror, gave one long look at the reflection of his new rock hard physique and then proceeded back to the valet booth.
I just stood there still tingling from it all, and feeling my drenched crotch and right leg that was still dripping wet down to my socks with my creamy man-seed. I cleaned up the best I could and headed back to my table. I wondered what was going through that young jocks head as he tried to make sense of the magic we had just experienced. Would he truly be happy being Mark? I wanted him to be so very much.
I finished my meal and sipped my coffee, then paid and left the restaurant, walking towards the valet booth. There in all his youthful splendor was Mark with a big smile on his face. "Did you enjoy your evening, sir?" he asked.
"Oh it was magnificent, my boy. Truly a night I will never forget," I replied and I watched his awesome body make its way to the parking area, and I could tell right then he was very confident and comfortable with his new body.
In a minute he pulled up and got out of the car and said, "This car has an awesome masculine scent, sir"
Smiling from ear to ear, I got in and handed him a rather huge tip.
He giggled. "I feel I should be giving you the tip, young man," he said as he winked at me, squeezing my hand tightly. He whispered then, "I can't begin to thank you for this opportunity!"
I grinned and replied, "Opportunity comes in all shapes, sizes and ages, young man!" Then, I drove off not knowing what tomorrow would bring for me and my new life, but I knew I had a fresh mind with which to figure it out.