Date: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 20:41:29 -0700
From: Robert R <supermandisco@gmail.com>
Subject: Robo Jack

A long time ago, a scientist decided to live out his fantasy to create a
small android robot, about three foot tall, that could be a help to men of
all ages in gardening, maintenance, and general handy man with many tool
functions for various purposes to complete a general house task deed.
This robot, however, required lubrication to keep it's motors and interior
cylinders fully functioning, and the scientist, Jack, decided he would
create a line of help you robots that required a specific kind of lubricant
to keep it functioning. What the robot required was sperm.

It was the kind of liquid that could only help the small robot to continue
it's function, and it required a weekly sum from some donor no matter who
that might be. This was the silly fantasy the scientist dreamed of doing
and he did it. He marketed a fully advanced mechanical system that could
assist in many tedious chores around the house on one condition. It would
have to suck from a penis, a human one, to generate a great deal of cum,
then swallow the load into it's chamber mechanism, and begin the process of
self interior lubrication. Regular oil would not do, in fact, the inventor
made it impossible for the machine to work using regular oil, it actually
needed sperm, and sperm only!

This was the catch 22 for the machine owner manual that many shrugged in
disbelief. But the machine was highly advanced and could act as a second
person. It was a virtual wonder of machine design that looked like a
similar R2D2 unit in compact size and dimension.

Not everyone was for it when they heard about it, but some guys couldn't
resist trying it, because the machine really was a mechanical wonder with
arms and tools embedded in the system for almost any chore. To some
embarrassment, many a dude would close themselves in a locked room or
closet and let the machine have it's way with them, and sometimes they
liked it.

As time went on, the machine became more sophisticated in that it would
approach the sperm donor when it was technically hungry, and had the tools
to molest.

For instance, I had the premonition to start wearing the new Activskin
tights for men because the hose did not have a fly for the machine to stick
it's miniature prod into the fly lever to bring it down to expose your
penis, of which it had become proficient on doing.

So, wearing the hose around the house instead of fruit of the looms or
boxers made more sense to me because I felt enclosed, and safe. However,
the machine called Robo Jack after it's inventor, was a learning machine.

There were times that sucking nozzle would explore the bulge area of the
crotch, even in tights, and it would even send a fully functioning suction
as if trying to grab it through the material, but it could only do so much.

Sure, I though about removing that suctioning nozzle, but then the machine
would no longer work.

One day I was tired, and sat on the couch with just my t shirt, tights, and
house slippers. I was ready to take a quiet nap on the couch, when the
machine was doing it's nightly chore of vacuuming the recliners, and headed
around to the sofa. It was cleaning underneath around the lint areas of the
sofa corners and doing it's job. Then I felt a prod I didn't even know
existed come up to me and grab the tip of the upper tight waist band and
slowly lower it. It exposed myself, and looking at what it was doing next,
it got the vacuuming mechanism, and instead of doing it's job, it came
right to me at a very slow rate. Holding my tight down, the nozzle slowly
approached my hanging out dick but did not take it immediately, as if it
was thinking, because this was something it had never done before, attacked
me while I was snuggled comfortably in those tight tights. It then drove
the sucking nozzle to engulf me, and it did making sure my foreskin was
being sucked in immensely. My entire softened dick went inside and the
outer nozzle surrounded my pubic hair, and I could feel the hard suction
beginning. At first, it was just to get as much inside, but then it started
to caress and start a light suctioning as if to motivate me. That part was
feeling pretty good because it was gentle, but then the nozzle began to to
stand a bit upright, and began doing it's chore of sucking me off. My legs
became clenched with a slight sexual pleasure. I could see my muscles flex
beneath the tan nylon material, and the machine knew what it was doing.

I tried to relax my legs, but the machine caught on that I was relaxing and
took advantage of that by creating a more severe head job, not allowing me
to back down or change my mind about this whole thing. The machine was
working on generating a cum wad worth swallowing because it was on empty
and required a lot of juice to spread inside itself to keep the advanced
motors running. It knew instinctively how to keep sucking a dick without
letting it spurt too much precum juice, but keep the feeling alive of pure
sexual pleasure. I must admit, I had never felt this part of the machine
before. The nozzle was made of pure elastic plastic that was kind and
gentle to my aching being sucked off dick, and my ample foreskin was
keeping the main shaft inside, but the tender sensation was feeling rather
good, and I let the machine have it's way.

Sucking, and sucking me again in a cool calm constant action my dick was
feeling rather good inside it cause the machine was making love to it. It
wanted as much juice as possible, and prolonging the outcome was just the
way to do it by keeping me at a point of just generating the balls to
succumb to an utter explosion, but not yet.

That sucking power was driving me crazy, and both my legs were becoming
weak in the knees, and the hard sucking power was like a miniature
whirlwind inside the suctioning shaft of the machine, and it was driving
hard. The precum juice was slowly diving out, and I tried to withhold what
I could, but I didn't have to, the machine knew my calculation muscle power
and could calibrate the gradual force of sucking to keep me grounded.

Just then two arms from the machine came out on it's lower sides and
grabbed my ankles. The arms extended themselves to gently spread my legs
just slightly, then hold them there as the sucking continued. It was a form
of bondage that I think gave the machine added pleasure of what it was
doing to me. Both arms holding my ankles like handcuffs and keeping my
pantyhose legs spread with the tan color showing in the dark.

Pantyhose for men, that's what Activskin really is, and it began marketing
back in 2001 on a successful internet business. I might have known machines
were in charge of weaving and processing these kinky garments for men, I
almost wonder if this wasn't their whole intention, to succumb men into
sexual submission while giving them a head job.

Suddenly my sperm splurted out, and I could not stand it anymore. With the
machine holding me steady, my legs shivered in writhing orgasm, and jet
streams left into the nozzle awaiting it's payment. The machine sucked, and
sucked some more, drinking heavily, and I thought I heard the machine moan.

In pleasure.

The End

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