Jeff kept thinking that Danny or Greg would be back to get him, but the rest of the day students filed in and out of the workshop and worked on their own projects. After school, no one came. Jeff discovered cars don't sleep. He lay awake under his sheet until about 10 am when Greg and Danny showed up with a box of new and salvaged parts. Danny pulled back the sheet, Jeff could see again. He watched as Danny pulled out a fancy chrome and copper foot long shifter.
"Got this off a wrecked BMW race car," Danny said proudly, "Thought it would be perfect for your new Jeep, Greg."
Danny screwed it in. Jeff felt, he felt, it was weird. He had a dick, but it wasn't his, and yet it was.
"Whoa, uh, that's cool," said Greg said, as he hopped in the driver's seat and grabbed the shifter.
Ooooh! Dude, that's my cock! shrieked Jeff's mind, but with no radio, no one heard.
"Now help me lift the seats out, Greg," Danny said.
Jeff screamed. In the next two hours, everything was stripped off.
"Whoa," said Greg as he looked at the bare chassis of the Jeep, and remembered it was Jeff.
Danny saw the look of concern on his face.
"No worries, Greg, I'll get it all together. It will be the best Jeep ever."
"Yeah, I trust you, Danny. It's just like it's going to take forever."
"The time will fly with us working together," Danny said, "Now let's get to work."
Danny peeled off his shirt, grabbed some sandpaper, and started sanding Jeff. Greg took off his shirt, and began sandpapering too. After about an hour, the two were dripping with sweat and ready for lunch.
Jeff was left alone again. His skin felt rubbed raw.
Danny returned alone after lunch. He was whistling a happy tune. He locked the door to the workshop, and stripped down to his underwear. Then he rubbed a few spots on Jeff with the sandpaper, and tossed it aside.
"You my beauty are ready for painting," Danny said kissing his hand, and patting Jeff's right fender. "But first, I oughta christen you."
Danny pulled out his cock jerked off, his cum splattered all over the Jeep, and then he grabbed a rag and began polishing it into Jeff. It tingled, and Jeff enjoyed it after being rubbed raw. Danny was whistling as he taped plastic all around the Jeep. He put on a respirator mask, and peeled off his underwear. It was easier to clean paint of skin than to get it out of fabric, besides he liked to work in the nude.
He first applied the undercoating, and base coat to the Jeep. Then while it dried, he worked on the transmission and sound system readying them for installation. The new fabric for the upholstery would arrive Monday. After the first under coat and primer were dry, Danny jerked off again. Jeff realized that Danny would be cumming again between each coat. Damn, he had told Greg that he was going to apply five light primer coats for the best finish, and three clear coats over the paint. That would be a lot of Danny's cum embedded in him.
It was around 8PM, Danny yawned, and lay a patio cushion inside the Jeep. He lay down on it. He was tired. He'd be ready to begin painting the Jeep in the morning. He was holding the new shifter in his hand, Jeff could still feel it, even after Danny unscrewed.