Broadcast

The pilot broadcast was a huge success! More than just the extreme football teams, the sportscaster received extremely positive ratings from viewers. It wasn't really that hard to see why. He was lively, knew his shit, and stayed on top of things all the time. It also helped that he was charming and had the unmistakable body of an athlete hinted at by his tight uniform. He enthusiastically shook the hands of the rest of the crew as they departed for an after-show party. I stayed behind, primarily to put away the equipment but also because I had other plans tonight.

Once everyone had left, I locked the door of the studio's control room and spun around to see our newest star standing in the middle of the room, legs wide apart and just staring off into nowhere. I walked up close and slid my hand into his compression shirt up to his nipple and twisted his piercing there. I heard the sounds of hard drives and fans spinning down inside him as his eyes literally lost their light while his systems shut down.

I pressed my body against him, feeling its still warm frame, and planted a soft kiss on his lips. The mic got in the way so I took his headset off and unplugged it from the port on his back. I finally took off that shirt and stood back a bit, marveling at my company's newest product. I touched his body all over, groping even his cock through his compression shorts. Not once did the machine move or even react. After all, it was powered down.

Finally ready for the main event, I put the headset back on his ears and plugged it in again. I flicked his nipple piercing again and heard the motors whir back to life. He smiled blankly at me but otherwise remained in the exact same position.

"Code 0902. Replay recent broadcast," I said while I continued feeling the robot's body.

"Acknowledged," it said flatly before his face returned to its more lively expression at the start of the game. "Goooooood evening, fans!" He started shouting, exactly like how he started off the game a few hours earlier. Other than his mouth, however, the android broadcaster remained still. Even with his more emotional voice, his expression remained blank and lifeless, exactly like how I programmed it.

I then shoved the robot onto an empty desk and raised its legs up in the air. I didn't bother fully taking off its shorts or my pants. Fishing out my already rigid cock from my fly, I started to vigorously fuck the commentator while it continued repeating the recording of the earlier broadcast, all with a lively voice and a blank face. It didn't take long for me to fill its ass with my cum, panting heavily while I flicked the switch to shut it down again. God, I love our new machines!