"So, where you taking your statue?"
"Ollie, you know my uncle has a store in Grover's Corners?"
"Oh, yeah, the Adult XXX Bookstore - does he even sell books?"
"Prolly, but they're mostly how to books, I suspect. Build your own rack, build your cage, that sort of thing."
"So you're going to put your naked statue on display there? I'm sure word will get back to Chad, are you sure you want Chad mad at you?"
"Oh, if he's able to get mad at me, he prolly already is, Ollie," Rico chuckled. Ollie had no idea that their cargo was the real inanimated stuckup stud himself in the metal.
Chad meanwhile was pissed that while he was a statue as far as movement went he still had his senses. The tarp was covered with manure. He could smell and feel the mushy damp stuff against his cold metal skin. With tarp covering him the world seemed blue with black specks. Oh, yeah, if he ever got out of this he'd pound Rico, and Ollie too for good measure.
Ollie helped unload Chad onto the loading dock, while Rico got a dolly to wheel Chad into the backroom.
"Yo Unks, got your new display item!" Rico shouted.
A door opened on the far end of the warehouse area, and a middle aged man with a fauxhawk, hairy chest wearing a leather open vest and leather chaps over his jeans came striding toward them.
"So Rico, this don't look half bad. Really like the cock, but you needs to paint it. Blue don't sell sex. Red maybe? Hot pink definitely. Maybe fleshtone. Bronze tan? Whatever, you paint him. I'll get the gear for it wear. Uh, it looks pretty solid, you sure you can pose it?"
"Oh, yeah, I you'd be surprised how poseable Chad is."
"You named it Chad? Whatever. Oh, if we go with the leather harness, his nipples will show, can you pierce his nips? "
"You tell me what you want, Unks, I'll make it happen."
"And call me Tio or Alex or Alejandro, but lose the unks crap."
"Whatever," laughed Rico, and as his uncle disappeared into the front of the store, Rico added, "Unks."