Not sure what happened but I'm not really going to complain. When you play with guns, someone's going to get hit eventually. Fortunately, the two men playing cowboys aren't even alive technically but they were pretty convincing in the way they talked and stared each other down was pretty darn convincing. At least until one of them actually started to draw his gun.
Whether one was really programmed to be faster or it was just down to some random number, I don't know. All I know is that he had fired a shot before the other couldn't even get his gun out. The other staggered back after getting hit in the chest but his look of sudden shock turned to one of lustful pleasure as he started moaning and undoing his pants. Needless to say, it was definitely not what I expected.
It didn't take long for the fake cowboy to be free of his jeans, revealing his large throbbing cock. He twitched and sparked while he moaned, grabbing his cock and pumping it. He suddenly turned to his side and started humping a table beside him, spewing his cock all over the wooden surface. He didn't stop after the first volley and continued his cycle of twitching, sparking, and cumming until smoke came out of the bullet hole in his chest, his mouth, and his ear. In a few seconds, the robot whirred down, with that erotic look of ecstasy frozen on its face.
It was definitely out of character but, like I said, not really complaining. I adjust my hardening cock under my pants as I grabbed the shutdown android's gun and pointed it at the other cowboy that was just standing there with a smirk on his face and hands in his pocket, ready to enjoy the same fate as its robot brother.
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