What happen to Boyfriends when they become Throw-Aways?
There it was, in front of me, grime and mud covered his body. There are tapes attached to his limbs, an evidence of being so desperate to live. He’s not looking at me, but I can see the pain and misery he had been going through.
Yet another throw-away, but this time I’m not leaving one behind. Unlike the one’s I have seen before, he looked much humane, alive. When he saw me strolling round the river, I know he wanted someone to save him. Tears welled up in his eyes seeing a human and there I thought he was human too.
Some people who buys their extremely realistic boyfriends from that shop, they only treat them like sex dolls, and when they don’t want them anymore, they just throw them away. They never treat these like people because they aren’t, but some make exemptions.
“So...” I called out. “Do you remember who’s supposed to take care of you?”
He grimaced hearing my question. I shouldn’t have asked that.
“Sorry...” I said, then continued asking him questions. “How long have you been out here?” I asked, facing him.
“I already lost count, but it felt like forever.” He answered in his deep solemn voice.
I just sat there, 5 feet away from him. Though, despite being all dirty and shit, he doesn’t reek. Probably a feature of theirs.
“How did you manage to stay alive though?”
“You mean food? I can stay alive without consuming food.”
“I mean... You’re technically in the forest. Wolves, bugs, probably snakes.”
“Gladly, I’m safe, though I might have been bit by ants almost every minute”
I looked at his shoulder that had been wrapped in tape. A thought came to me right away. He couldn’t have done that. Not in this environment.
“Uhm... May I ask what happened to your shoulder?”
Yet again, he grimaced. I was about to say sorry, but he spoke up.
“Barry... erm... My boyfriend... He was a jock much bigger than I am. He bought me not because he likes me. He...” He trailed off for a while and took a deep breath, “He wanted someone to fuck and because he can’t get any girl, he took advantage of getting me in the shop... He never treated me like a person, but because of that, I became aware of everything. I cried inside almost everyday whenever we fuck. He called me names, slurs, and never properly took care of me... and...” He stopped again, “I’m sorry... I think I’m sharing too much.”
“No, no. Let it all go.” I assured him, placing a hand on his dirty leg.
He looked up on me and almost teared up again. “A... about my shoulder... It happened before I got thrown away. He broke my shoulder when he was fucking me in the behind with my body against his wall. He was gripping my shoulder too hard and accidentally pulled it the wrong way, much like how you might break a bone when you twist yours incorrectly. He tried to tape me up. I thought he finally cared, but no. After trying to fix me, he never found me whole anymore. Instead, he took me here and ran away.”
Hearing his story is quite moving in my part. His story was much painful that when I was dumped by my girlfriend, and it tears me apart.
After then, I tapped his leg and stood up. I have made up my mind.
“Get up. I’ll take you home, but I oughta clean you up first by the river.”
He looked up at me and I can see his shock. His eyes sparkled as if I’m seeing stars in the morning. In them, tears began to pour out once more. He looked down and covered his face with his hands, and began sobbing.
“T-Thank you so much!” He repeated over and over again.
Soon, I was bathing him by the river. Starting from my torso then towards his legs. Earlier, I never really paid attention to his penis, but seeing it right now, they really had these boyfriends super realistic. His penis outmatched mine and probably even some of my friends’.
“Nice cock.” I said, jokingly. “No homo.”
He chuckled, “Thanks... though I’m pretty sure I never have used his before.”
“Really?”
“I mean, I piss and stuff when I drink water like every human does, but I guess I had never been touched down there by Barry... and I was forbidden.”
“Forbidden by Barry? Damn. How big is his effect on your life?”
He just chuckled my remarks away. Soon he’s almost clean. What’s left is his hair and face. He faced down to the point that his head touches the water. I carefully but thoroughly removed all the dirt in his hair. After that, I moved to his face, and finally, he’s fully clean.
I took him in my car, though he was still naked. I didn’t bring any extra clothes anyway. I began driving and as we pass through the houses, I can see him look around like a dog finally brought out by his owner on a car. When we arrived, I told him to hide his junk with his hands as I lead him in.
“Let’s go to my bedroom. I’ll let you use my shower to clean yourself much thoroughly. I’ll go get you some clothes.” I said, grabbing him by the other arm and leading him upstairs.
When we got to my room, he went in the bathroom and I got him some clothes: my underwear, shorts and a tanktop. I waited for him to finish cleaning himself and when he came out, I had to help him wear the underwear and shorts though. I can’t risk his arm detaching all of the sudden. He sat on the bed while I dress him up. Luckily, my clothes fit him.
“Now the shirt....” I said, looking at his arm.
“No, wait. I can stay shirtless for a while. I can’t raise my arm.” He said, holding onto his arm.
I came closer to him and examined his arm much closer.
“I’ll try to fix that one for you. Can I remove the tapes for a moment?”
He looked at me worried for a few seconds, then he nodded and looked away. I sat on the bed beside him I began taking off the tape that was barely hanging on anymore. His arm detached and got a good glimpse of how it works. They’re like a doll’s. There weren’t any blood coming out, though I can see his veins by the split of his torso and arm. It seems like the veins were blocked out to prevent bleeding. I see holes around the split of his arm, and upon examining the split on his torso, I saw those little thingies that snaps with the holes. He was not literally broken. He just got detached and I can snap it back right away.
I pushed his arm against his torso and made sure there weren’t any loose area. Soon, he can move his arm again.
His eyes brightened. It didn’t really take him a long time to finally be able to feel his arm again and make it move. He looked at his hand, flexing it and relaxing simultaneously. He looked at me and pulled me into a hug.
“Thank you so much!” He repeated all over again.
He hugged me ever so tightly. It felt so reassuring to know what I helped him. He stayed in his arms for a longer time, and before I know it, we both released and pulled in again to give him a kiss on the lips.
I pulled out, kind of shocked with what I did, but satisfied at the same time. An awkward moment built up in between us for a while. I had never kissed a guy intentionally before. He was my first.
Breaking the silence, I asked one more question.
“Uhm so... I just realized that I never really got your name.”
“I... I was never named...”
Again, we went back to silence, but then it was him who started to talk.
“You have a nice house. It’s much cleaner here.”
“I’m kind of a clean freak. Though I rarely even get visitors.”
“Ah, so you live alone?”
I stopped for a while and looked at him.
“Not anymore, I guess.”
“What do you mean?”
I took a deep breath in and let words come out.
“You’ll stay here. I’ll be the one to take care of you from now on.” I looked at him, he’s already starting to cry again, “I’ll be your boyfriend from now on, Michael.”
As if on cue, he cried upon hearing the name I gave him and I pulled him in for another kiss, a passionate one. Our tongues intertwine and soon my hand is touching his cock which was already rock hard.
“Let me be the one to make you feel good. You’ve been left out for a long time.” I smiled at him.
The morning was emotional, but the rest was rewarding. Never will I treat Michael the way his ex did. Never will I treat him like a toy. He will be treated like a normal person with me taking care of him.
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Oh you’re back! It’s me again, Goli. Ready for another tour at the shop? Staffs have been very busy with the backyard since last month and I hope you’ll enjoy our new additions to the boyfriend collection! We have grown a lot of them.
Let’s see... Oh! Here’s one coming over right now.
His skin looks so soft yet his veins on his arms looks so damn hot, right? This boyfriend right here might suit your “bad-boy” tastes. A fighter. Like, seriously. One of the other boyfriends accidentally tripped my co-worker by the foot, and this boyfriend seems to be super protective that he almost started a fight with the one who caused the accident. The wolf tattoo on his left arm grew with him naturally. I think this also indicated that he’s a wolfish type of boyfriend, eager to dominate his partner. If you’re into that, then maybe this hottie’s for you.
Or maybe, you like a different type of dominant? Someone who looks like a superior. Bigger, and, perhaps, jock-like?
Bet this hunkie right here is the right one for you. With his beard and that hairy chest, mhm! Damn, how I want to get my own hands on him and take him home. You wanna touch? Go ahead! You’re free to explore our boyfriends here as much as you like, but just a touch. We’re saving the best part for those who will be willing to buy them.
Go on, feel how real this boyfriend is. Put a hand on his chest. There we go! Feels real, right? Oh! With him groaning like that, it seems like you found his sensitive parts. Just look at that tent in his shorts. Haha!
Anyway, this boyfriend here is probably of out-of-campus age. Notice that he’s starting to look much daddy-like compared than the previous boyfriends we’ve met. If you’re into dominant, affectionate daddies, then maybe he’s the right one!
Unless you’re looking for another option? Perhaps, someone who literally looks like a dad? How about this boyfriend then?
Did he just finish fapping? His button is open. But anyway. Here’s another tattooed hunk you might wanna check out. Look at him eyeing you out already. That seductive glare, that muscles that looks to be begging to be touched, that perked up nipples, asking to be sucked.
This boyfriend, by the way, is a special one too. Well, like that other guy from the garden, he was returned here, but it wasn’t because of a bad defect or whatever. As for what I’ve heard, the one who bought him didn’t expect this boyfriend to be all about BDSM. If you want some hunk to tie you up and humiliate you, dominate you and make you scream louder and louder, then kiss and pay, and everything will be settled by the counter.
Picked someone already?
Here in the Shift Shop, we create and sell products for everyone’s needs. Hope you’ll find something you’ll like~
New staff here, call me Goli, and Welcome to my Uncle Lee’s garden where you will find what you didn’t expect. All thanks to The Shift Shop’s Fertilizer, growing your own boyfriend in your mom’s backyard is now possible. Let me tour you around. Although I really don’t know what they call these plants but let me give you a proper tour to our men.
First in the collecti— aww don’t be scared. I’m sorry, this boyfriend is just new and is getting the gropes of his new life. It seems like he’s starting to get used to his clumsy, scaredy-cat personality though. But anyway, here in The Shift Shop, we make quality men. It may vary from twinks to bears, small to big cocked boys. These are all to satisfy our visitors’ needs. However, our boyfriends’ personality may also vary but it is not based on how we grow them. Somehow these boyfriends get to manifest their own personalities. This guy for example. He had been growing for a week now and it seems like he started to adapt to his clumsy personality.
Aside from this boyfriend, we have another one here by the yellow leaves.
Some boyfriends as well grow their signature clothings. This boyfriend grew up with an ear piercing, though I was the one who gave him the shirt to cover his... uhm... disappointment. Anyways, watch out with this guy, he gets a little too flirty. I was trying to feed him this morning and literally tried to fuck me with his little prick, but yeah, he’s still hot, to be honest. With all that muscles, I would forget about his dick.
Moving along, let’s get to my favorite guy.
The sweetest sweetheart in the garden. To me, he’s all perfect. If only I can buy him, but Uncle Lee never let us touch his products, and as much as I want to enjoy his body, suck him off whenever I feed him, he’s all too shy and innocent and I don’t want to ruin that for the customers. He’s super sweet, he loves hugs and cuddles and would get super worried whenever I hurt myself while strolling through the gardens. The necklace grew with him too just like with the other boyfriend. If you ever plan to buy this guy, I’ll tell you where his external pleasure spots are.
Anyways, done with this cutie now. Let’s proceed to the last one.
And finally this boyfriend. The necklace also grew with him. Unlike the other boyfriends, his clothes also came along as he grow. This boyfriend actually had been here for quite a long time. He gets bought, but the customers will return him back for some reason. It happened a lot of times, as for what Uncle told me. He said it had something to do with his “obsessive” persona, but yeah, he’s actually super sweet too, but less than the previous boyfriend. I’ve also been noticing him glaring at the other guys, which is weird and somewhat suspicious. Aside from that, I actually had been seeing him jerking off a lot while looking at me. He never stops when I tell him to. Like, he’s showing all the things he would do for anyone. Anyways, I don’t really recommend this boyfriend to ANYONE, unless this kind of personality is what you like.
Done with the tour. Have you picked your boyfriend already?
Today is the day I, Calvin Gander, have finally gained my motivation to make art. I’ve been stranded in this quarantine for too long that I already did everything that I can think of in my house. I’ve been wanting to make sculptures again ever since I saw tons of available limestones in my garage, but I couldn’t find my old tools so I decided to buy online. I found came across these carving tools from a shop that sells a variety of products ranging from clothes to gadgets, and they even sell food online, although it seems like nobody had came across with this store yet and I couldn’t see any reviews. But anyway, I bought them and they just came in the mail today.
Without hesitation and in pure excitement, I ran to my art studio where I have already moved my limestones to. Removing the packaging, I was surprised to see that it came with its own toolbox, a wooden box generously detailed with fantasy-like carvings that are shaped like vines, dried land, and small silhouette of men. I opened the toolbox, pulled the tools out and immediately went to work.
I used the hammer and chisel to chip off the limestone to form a shape. I have already planned out what I will be making starting today. I wanted to challenge myself in making a detailed sculpture of a man.
Throughout the whole day, I formed the limestone to a specific pose. Surprisingly, it went much easier than I expected. The tools were good in making specific grooves and curves. Although my project still looks rough, I was able to make the specific pose that I want. All I need now is to put on the details. Most of the time when I make sculptures, it would take me a week to finish, but doing this project has been somewhat easier, having that I haven’t done something this big before. I have done the pose in just one whole day. It’s probably my artistic side kicking in, or maybe because I was just super bored, but I guess I might need to rest for a bit as well.
I left the sculpture and called it a day, but I quickly went back to work immediately as soon as I woke up. I used the smaller tools to create noticeable and very accurate details on my sculpture. I gave my sculpture a ripped musculature. It’s privates were a tucked between its legs because of the pose, but I also focused on giving it very realistic features. On its face, I made it looks like he’s breathing in air though his nose with his eyes closed and his head falling back I added bulging lines on my sculpture to give his some realistic veins, then finally I smoothen the sculpture out and finally finished my project in just a day and a half.
I took a look at my creation. Satisfied. I felt so proud that I have created this masterpiece. I never had made art this detailed. The tools really is high quality. It almost seemed like the tools had a mind of their own. I might need to give the store a great review.
As soon as I turn around to get my phone, I heard a loud crack. I rushed back to my sculpture to check where it came from. I noticed a large crack forming on its cheeks.
“Oh no!” I rambled. I touched the crack in panic, only to cause it to spread.
A chip of limestone fell off and revealed a pale, flesh-like texture inside. Is that... skin?
The cracks grew bigger and they appeared in almost every part of the sculpture, on its legs, torso, and arms, before finally covering the whole thing. The limestone gave off and all fell out, but instead of my sculpture just disappearing into crumbs, like a skin of a snake, it revealed something else inside.
“Holy... shit...” I whispered under my breath. That’s a man. A real man inside my sculpture. I moved closer to it but with extreme caution. He’s breathing. I can see his chest move in every intake of air. Like my sculpture his eyes were closed, smiling as he bask under the light entering my open studio. I moved closer and his head moved forward to face me. His eyes opened and looked at me. He lowered his legs and sat on the podium properly. I got a glimpse of his flaccid shaft and hefty balls.
“Bath” He said, in a low but monotonous tone despite him smiling.
“Huh?” I stared in confusion.
He stood up in front of me, he was struggling to stand up so I took a hold of his body. He was heavy. He was also covered in powder which made my feel somewhat dry, but damn, have I never been this close to a naked man.
“Bath” He repeated as he try to take a step forward.
“Oh.” I guided him to the bathroom in my bedroom. I did all my best to not stare at his swinging package. When we arrived, I let him go in, but he didn’t budge.
“Come” He said, pulling me with him to the bathroom.
“N-No, I don’t..”
“Help.” He said, I sighed.
I went in the bathroom with him. I let him sat down on the toilet bowl for a while. I opened the shower and tested the water, but when I asked him to get in, he pointed on the bathtub. I once again sighed and turned the shower off. I started filling up the tub with water. The room was filled with nothing but the sound of gushing water on the tub. We were silent, but he was obviously staring at me. When I looked back, he pointed to me.
“Name?” He asked.
“Calvin.” I said, moving my eye away.
“Calvin...” He went quiet for a while, then he pointed at himself. “Name?” He asked again.
“You?” I asked.
“Yu?” He said, confused.
“No, you.” I explained, pointing at him, then went quiet when I realized that this was somewhat similar to that movie. “Oh. You want me to give you a name?”. He nodded.
“No. I’m not calling you Yu. I think Shawn is better.”
“Shawn...” He went quiet again.
The tub was finally full and he immediately stood up. I caught him in my arms before he accidentally take a fall, guided him to the tub and slowly help him sink into the water.
“Help” He said.
I lifted his head and help him position himself sitting on the tub. He wasn’t really moving that much in the bath. He was just staring at me, looking like he’s waiting for me to do something.
“Help” He repeated.
I stared at him in confusion, then I got what I meant.
“N-No! I’m not gonna bathe you-”
He grabbed my arm. He was strong, but after that strong grip, he carefully moved my hand into the water.
“Bathe” He said.
I had no choice. I poured out water on him with my hands, then rubbing the powder off his body. I was touching a stranger’s naked body. More importantly, I’m giving him a bath! I continued though, washing off powders off his head and shoulders. My hand went down to his thighs, carefully avoiding his shaft. Although submerged in water, I still had to rub off the powder on his skin. I also went in between his toes, then back to his upper body. I washed away the powder on his back, feeling his heavy breaths. I grabbed his hand and guided it to his crotch.
“You clean that.” I said, he followed.
After staring at him innocently rub his shaft and balls, I tried to get it off my system by patting his shoulder.
“You’re done.” I said. He looked back at me.
“Done.” He followed.
I drained the water before helping him carefully stand up, making sure he wont slip. I helped him step out the tub and gave him a towel. Without letting him ask for help once more, I already started drying him off. I moved away and stared at his body.
Fuck, I’m getting a hard on just by looking at him. He was once just a lifeless sculpture, now he’s a real human, naked in my house, asked for me to bathe him, and now...
I walked out the bathroom. I need to calm down. I shouldn’t be overthinking these things. I might be dreaming right now. Come to think of it I just realized that maybe I was dreaming. This must be a dream for sure, but I really need to wake up by now.
Cutting me out of my thoughts, I felt two cold arms wrap around my hips then to my chest.
“Thankful.” He whispered.
My cheeks are burning. My cock is hard. My heart is beating too fast and I don’t know what to do but to moan. His hug went tighter.
“Reward.” He said as I feel his hand move down to grab my hard on. He was licking my neck now. My legs almost gave up as I feel the extreme pleasure go through all parts of my body.
“Shawn- S-Stop.” I said.
He really did stop, he was stuck holding my bulge and his tongue out, touching my neck.
“Let me go!” I said.
He followed, standing straight behind my back. I moved away from him and stared at him from a short distance. He’s frowning like a kid, as if he did something bad to his parents. I popped my tongue and looked at him annoyed.
“Fine. Come here and touch me again.”
His eyes lit up and walked close to my once more. His hands moved inside my shirt with his tongue licking my neck once more.
“Wait!” I commanded. He moved away from me and looked at me. “Let’s take it slower, okay?” I said.
“Slower...” He processed, then went full slow-motion in moving his arms around my body.
I laughed. “No, not like that.” I made him stop again. “Let me do the moves, okay?”
“Okay” He said.
“First, let’s sit down on my bed.” I guided him on my bed. We sat down beside each other. “Look at me.” He followed.
I moved my face near his, still hesitating for a bit, but that didn’t last long as I dive in. I my left hand moved to the back of his head and I pulled him in for a kiss. He followed suit and opened his mouth for me and out tongues touched. My right hand moved up to meet his chest. Pinching his nipples time to time. He gave me satisfying moans whenever I do this. My right hand moved down and I felt his cock rising. I grabbed on it and started stroking him. I broke the kiss for a while and looked at his face as he moan.
“You might want to remove my clothes.” I said.
“Clothes.” He reached both of his hands to my shirt and removed them. I let go of his cock first to help him, then I went back to it. He started copying me. He touched my chest, massaging them well, then had his other hand down to my bulge. I removed my hands from him and undid my shorts, pulling them off both my legs.
I pulled him on top of me. Both of my hands on his butt, guiding him to grind his cock against mine through my underpants. He continued it by himself as I place both of my hands on his face to pull him in for a kiss once more. I removed my underpants and let my cock out. I guided his his butt above my waiting shaft, then finally I pushed in.
He didn’t flinch. Instead, he gave me a long satisfying moan. He broke our kiss and straightened his back. He pushed himself down to my cock and did the rest himself. I stroked his cock as he bounce up and down, teasing the tip of his cock with its own precum. He already had released a lot and its coating the head of his cock. We switched positions. He’s now lying on his back while I do the work on fucking his ass. I moved faster as I feel myself reach my climax.
“A-Ah, Shawn. I’m gonna cum!”
“Cum...”
I grunted and moaned as loud as I can and Shawn followed suit as we finally came together. He blew his huge load on his torso, then slowly it came to stop when it nearly coated all of it. I pulled out and lied down beside him.
The few next hours went smooth with the stranger in my Grampa’s house. Although, what bothers me a lot is having him walking around, staring at me, naked with his cock erect on the open air. I have to ask him to wear at least a pair of shorts before we proceed on eating. He also found some socks so that his delicate feet wouldn’t have to grind on the wooden floor. To be honest, the food wasn’t bad. In fact, it was super delicious, I would’ve cried. He noticed that a tear was about to fall out my eye and I saw him worried. We went near me and comforted me. He sat beside me with an hand patting my back. He easily gained my trust. I easily fell for him. He was everything I wanted. Next thing I knew, it was 5 am, sun is rising, we were both lying on the bed. I lay lower than him with my arm wrapped around his abs. He was petting my hair and every other minute, he would kiss my forehead. I thought it was a great time to ask him more questions, so I did.
“So... As you said, you can fit into my needs, right?”
“Yep.” He said almost in a sing-song way. “Do you have something in mind?”
“Well... What if I ask you to turn into the guy I had a crush on, would you do it?”
“If you want to, that is.”
His tone was somewhat disappointed. I felt that he knew how hard was it for me to let that guy go and having me asking him to change into someone who did me shit might’ve been offensive to him. After all, he’s all into what would benefit me.
“Then... No, actually. Let’s try a different person.” I said, “Can I know what your current sexual preferences are?”
He paused for a bit. Then he spoke. “Dominant Top.”
I chuckled. “Really?”
“Why?” He furrowed his brows.
“Is that what my Grampa assumed I wanted?” I smiled at him.
“Yeah... Also this body.” He looked much disappointed of himself now.
I rose up and moved closer to him. “No, no! Don’t feel bad. I mean, you were programmed to look like this, right? It’s not your fault.”
“But...”
“It’s okay.” I reassured him. “Let’s turn you into what I want.”
“If that what makes you happy, then.” He smiled back and stood up.
He walked near the closet and opened the door. I looked at him with confusion. I wanted to ask him, but he already gave me an answer as if he knew what i was about to ask.
“I can’t alter myself alone. I need the closet. Once I get in, just tell the closet what you like.”
Immediately he got inside and closed the door. I walked near the closet too, and took a deep ponder. I can see his body through the small gaps of the closet. His eyes are closed and he doesn’t seem to be breathing. I guess he already got turned off. I grinned and made a few steps back and finally thought of something.
I proceeded with the simplest ideas. “Still Asian. Specifically a Filipino with a foreign background.” I pondered more and thought, maybe I can still relive my fantasy, or actually, maybe start a new one. “Muscular. Bigger than me. Taller than me. 2 years older than me.” I always have things for big guys. In fact, that guy I lusted for before was ripped, and because of that, if we really got together, I would’ve been the bottom one. This time, I want to try a new experience. “Stay dominant, but, this time, I want you to be a bottom.” I wondered maybe I can program some more of his attitudes as well. “You’re all into affection. You love aftercare. You’re actually a soft one, but is very experience in sex and once your libido reach its peak, you’re as wild as a wolf.” Finally ended his alteration with one final change. “I want you to have a huge set of cock and balls, even though you won’t be able to use it to fuck me in my ass. Just for the assets.” I chuckled.
I can hear those sounds I hear before. The closet it doing its thing to the man inside. Few minutes later, there’s a soft bing! and he finally came out the closet.
He was more than perfect. I am already drooling on the sight of his face and body. He was staring at me, more exactly, he was staring at my hard on. It started to get bright in the room as the sun rises. It revealed a grin on his face.
“Sean” I said.
“Sean?” His deep voice almost made my knees buckle.
“That’s your name.”
His grin turned into a cute bright smile. He pulled me to the bed while he gets his underwear off.
I got a good glimpse of his ass and damn, my cock is begging to be let out. The man, now named Sean, turned around to face me.
“I’m waiting for your consent.” He asked with his beady eyes.
“I’m all yours.”
We both smiled and proceeded to kiss each other as the war sunlight caress our skin. Sean took my shirt off, and as for me, well I have nothing to take off him anymore, I just caressed his pecs with my other hand on his back. His 9 inch hard on was touching my abs in return. He pushed me on the bed with my back on the headboard. He began undoing my jeans. It was slow, and very arousing as he get rid of my pants, he was staring at me seductively. My pants finally got off and I’m left with my underwear that didn’t last long as well. With my underwear stuck on my calves, his right hand dove into my crotch. He started licking the tip of my cock, sending waves to my spine. I moaned in deep pleasure while his left hand roamed my torso. His left hand reached my nipples and started playing with it. My arms are left aback to support my weight. Finally he took the head of my cock into his mouth.
“A-Ah” My moan got louder. He’s sending so much pleasure to my body that I might almost cum, but he’s good enough to keep me on the edge.
After a few minutes of sucking my cock, he stopped and moved up my body to meet my face once more. He kissed me again, our tongues intertwine more than before. We are both in heat and we can feel each other’s heartbeat. He grabbed my cock and started stroking it tight. The mixture of his saliva and my precum acted as my lube. His thumb is properly playing with my tip and in each move, my body twitch.
We came back to kissing and he moved his other leg over my body so that he’s now on top of me. While kissing, he was grinding my cock on his ass cheeks. I took his hard on as well. We moan as we kiss. He thrusts his cock into my hand. Finally, he aligned my cock into his ass.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good.”
He pushed down my crotch. He does seem experienced. Although tight, my cock smoothly went in. We grunted together. I kept stroking his cock while he moved up and down mine. His lips migrated to my nipples. Everything went sloppy in a few seconds. Sean got much faster in his pace. My torso is covered in his saliva. His own cock drooling with a huge amount of pre-cum.
“I’m near” I proclaimed.
“S-Same. Let’s cum together.”
He pulled out and quickly grabbed my cock. I moved upward until I’m sitting on my ass. We both stroked each other faster. Sean stared at my eyes while I barely can keep it open. When I can feel it coming out, he dove into my lips one last time and finally, we came at the same time.
I felt him blow up to my chest. Some even reached our face. I finally stopped cumming, but he still have a few load. We broke our kiss, panting heavily. He moved his hand filled with my cum near his lips, and licked it. He smiled once more.
“Am I perfect enough for you?” He smiled.
“More than enough.” I smiled back.
“I’m glad then.” He looked down, hiding his smiling face from me.
I chuckled and placed my hand on his. We stared at each other once more, then, enticed with his eyes, I said “I love you, Sean.”
His smile once more got brighter. “I... I love you too...”
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A few weeks after my Grand Father Armando’s death. The guilt and sadness I was feeling only worsen when I didn’t get to attend his funeral in the Philippines due to important work. I have nobody to blame but myself for leaving the country. Especially when everyone thought it’s for me to find a better school abroad. Even my parents thought I found a good college in the US, but no, it was just me chasing after a guy I lusted over the internet. All this time, I thought he wanted me back, but that’s not it. I wasted my time going abroad. I had to stay there because everyone would suspect me if I suddenly go back, and I also had to pursue studying in a university which isn’t really why I came to US.
All because of my messed up “drooling” over a guy, I had to leave my dearest grand father alone. I thought my family would take good care of him, but knowing that they are all abusive and toxic, look where he is now.
Going through Grampa’s stuffs, I once again saw everything that could remind me of him. He kept the medal I gave him which I received after winning in a Robotics Contest. I also saw this dog-like mechanism that I made out of cardboard when I was graduating elementary. I saw tons of pictures of him carrying me in his arms. I couldn’t help but sit down on my grand father’s bed and cry. As I said, I have no one to blame but myself. I couldn’t get rid of this growing guilt in my heart.
Looking for more stuffs while crying, I saw a huge box with my name on it. I quickly opened the box and saw tons of presents wrapped in different designs. Some are for Christmas and some are for my birthdays. I quickly opened them all and removed them out the box one by one. These were all for robots. There are a lot of spare parts and tools that I can use for my crafts. It really seemed like Grampa still remembered that I love making robots when I was young. It only made me cry more when I realized that he’s been buying me gifts for my dream when I myself already gave up on them.
Reaching the last gift, I noticed a notepad stuck on the very bottom of the box where all the gifts were stored. I pulled it out at read it.
To my Dearest Gabriel,
I wish that you liked my gifts. Although this isn’t all that I bought. There’s a wooden closet near the window.
It was written in my grampa’s handwriting. I didn’t have to think twice. I stood up and ran to the closet he pointed at. The closet was about as tall as I was, maybe taller by a few inches. It was made of wood and there are a few antique designs on its exterior. I was more that excited to check what’s inside, but as I open it, it was nothing but empty.
As I stare in the empty wooden cabinet, a few possibilities came to me. Maybe the gift was too precious, my cousins took advantage of it, or maybe the gift was the closet itself. Whatever it may, I forced myself to not thing negatively. If Grampa bought this closet for me, then I should store these other gifts inside.
After putting all the gifts inside, I closed the closet and sat back Grampa’s bed. It’s almost 7 pm. I’m tired and can’t even move after letting go of all this emotional baggage. Dad won’t look for me anyway since he knows where I am. I should maybe rest here for the night.
It was a very strange night. Even though I’m deep asleep, I keep hearing things clanking in the room. I couldn’t bring myself to stand up and check where it was coming from, but I’m sure I keep hearing like someone’s doing metal-works at night. It all ended when there was a beeping noise for about 3 seconds. I swore I heard some robotic voice, but I couldn’t hear what it said. Anyways, now that it stopped, maybe I can peacefully sleep once again.
I had a dream last night too. It’s certainly because I still cannot move on with that guy I was talking about. There’s a guy lying beside me, hugging me with one arm, and groping my chest and abs. I couldn’t move nor talk. It was like sleep paralysis but instead of a demon, I have this hot guy caressing my whole body. I eventually fell back to sleep inside a dream due to the warmth he was emitting. Soon I was awake again.
Nobody was on my bed. That’s for sure. It was still dark. I rose up and looked the room, searching for something weird, but none was found. I heard something clinking downstairs, in the dining room, I guess. I checked what time it was on my phone. It’s about 3 am. Am I really being haunted by a demon right now? Whatever it may, I had to gather up my courage and went outside grampa’s room. The lights were on. Every light was on, actually. I slowly walked down the stairs, looking down, and there I saw him.
My eyes widened. There’s a naked hunk sitting by the table. He was looking up, back at me. His grin turned into a huge cute smile and he waved at me, but that wasn’t where I was focused at. I was staring at his body, and to his crotch. I blushed and covered my eyes, still peeking though.
“Uy, Gab. Kain na. Pinagluto pa kita ng paburito mo.” The man said, in my native language. It was warm but assertive at the same time. “At alam kong hindi ka pa kumakain ng hapunan kagabi.” He said, still with that warm smile on his face.
“H-Hey! Who are you! Why are you he- Where are you naked!” I exclaimed. He stood up and I got a much better look of his body. D-Damn?
“Ah, Mukhang hindi ka pala maalam mag Tagalog, at mukhang kelangan ko din ng bagong file para makapag download ako ng maayos na English.” He said. He suddenly closed his eyes. He was stuck like that for a few seconds, then once again, his eyes opened. He returned to his warm smile. “Hey, Gab. Let’s eat. I’ve cooked your favorite food, and I know you didn’t eat dinner last night.”
“You didn’t answer my question! Who are you!” I again exclaimed. The guy was clearly not a burglar. What kind of a vigilante would want to steal some house naked? and looking at him just... feels... good? It’s like he’s a total copy of my dream man. Right color of skin, right amount of muscles, cute eyes, nose and lips, that damn smile, the way he talk to me. It’s all too good to be true.
“That’s up to you.” He replied to my question. “What do you want my name to be?”
I dropped my hands. I had a huge realization. I quickly ran back to Grampa’s room and opened the closet. Everything was gone, except for the tools Grampa gave me and the packages where the spare parts would be. I ran back out and stopped in the middle of the stairs. He was still standing there. He looked again at me and smiled.
“What do you mean by ‘it’s up to me’?” I asked.
“Well.... I’m your personal robot boyfriend now. That’s what you’ve been looking for right? Unless, you want me to turn into your grampa instead, or you bestfr-”
“No! You don’t have to!” I ran down the starts to meet him. I was now about 6 feet away from him. “You... Stay as you are for now.” I said.
“Your grand father knew.” He said. I stared at him.
“What?”
“He knew about why you went abroad.” He answered. “That’s why he wanted to make you a perfect boyfriend.”
I gasped and looked away. I turned around stared at my Grampa’s picture hanged on the wall. “How about you? How did you know about that?”
“The closet.” He replied. “I’m a product of the closet he bought from a store. His words were kept in the closet. He said that he wanted to make the perfect man for you, and thus, I came to be.”
I felt him move closer and he put his arms around my body. He took me into a warm hug. I could hear him chuckle in joy. It was sincere. It wasn’t like he’s acting or if someone pulled a prank on me. It all felt true.
“Gab, am I perfect enough?” He asked in my ear. His voice. It made me so much aroused. Every vibration of his voice went through my whole body from my head to toe.
“Y-Yes...” I agreed.
He then turned me around and hugged me much better. “Thank you.”
