Ethan and Kevin, Part 1

"Hi Mr. Gray," I shook the hand of a rather buff middle-aged man in front of me.

"Just Ethan, son. I mean Mark, sorry. Kevin has told me so much about you it feels like you're already part of the family," the man said after finally releasing my hand from his firm grasp.

"Has he, now?" I elbowed my new best bud, trying my best to hard my blushing face. Fortunately, it seems that both males were completely oblivious to my predicament.

"Well, as they say, 'mi casa, su casa'. I hope you enjoy your stay. Kevin rarely brings any of his college friends around.

"Not that I have that many. C'mon Dad, let him at least unpack his stuff in peace before you start embarrassing me. And don't you have to be somewhere?" Kevin inquired. Mr. Gray, or Ethan rather, strangely stood still for a moment with a questioning look before enlightenment dawned on his face.

"Oh yeah! That. Activity's been canceled but I do need to take a shower. See you boys at dinner later," the man said after giving his short beard a few rubs.

"I'll be in my room down the hall if you need anything. I'll just set up the vids we can watch later," Kevin waved as he pushed his old man out my door.

With both of them gone, I finally got around to setting up my laptop and my own personal wireless station. The geek in me just wouldn't connect to someone else's Wi-Fi without an added layer of protection, even if it's Kevin's. Besides, it gives me a chance to analyze their home network's security (which is probably nonexistent) and try to spy on what good ol' Kevin has been browsing in his spare time. I heard a loud crash just as I flipped the switch on my router to block and filter out unknown data packets. I rushed out of my room and ran down the hallway and passed by the bathroom door that was left ajar. I peeked inside and had to stop myself from gasping out loud.

There was Ethan, one of two men of my dreams and jack-off sessions, leaning back against the bathroom sink, his arms propping himself up for support. More than that, he was completely naked safe for pure white briefs that could barely contain his flaccid member.

"Mr. Gray, I mean, Ethan, is everything OK?" I asked, half out of fear that I was caught and half out of concern that that man was standing completely still. He didn't seem to respond to my call, staring down at the floor and the bottle of shampoo that must have been the source of the sound earlier. It was as if he was completely frozen, except for his mouth which seemed to be mumbling something.

"Error. Network connection not found. Sending emergency signal. Error. Kevin unit unreachable. Signal failed. Error. Network unavailable. Awaiting instructions. Error ..." Ethan looped in a low monotone voice, his jaw moving up and down without matching the words he was saying. His eyes looked straight down, blank and glassy.

Emboldened, I stepped closer and waved my hand across his unresponsive eyes and then put my ears on his unmoving chest. I could feel and hear the soft humming inside as well as clicking noises each time he repeated the error messages. Mr. Ethan was a robot! More importantly, so was Kevin! And if my wireless contraption caused the older machine to malfunction, I wonder what happened to the other object of my fantasies.

I gave Ethan's rather meaty (and now obviously fake) member one more grope before I reluctantly left the looping robot in the bathroom. It was all I could do to keep myself from stripping the machine and hacking it right then and there. Among other things, of course. My curiosity has definitely gotten the better of me as I sprinted down the hallway to where my best friend said his room was.

Throwing all caution to the wind, I opened the door to the room of the man I have secretly been crushing on for the past months since we befriended each other. Despite already knowing what I may be in for, I was nonetheless still surprised at what I saw.

My best bud was on his bed, still wearing the soccer uniform he had on earlier. He was clearly browsing through the videos he had on his laptop and may have stumbled on a rather steamy one that seemed to arouse something inside him. Or it rather. I wasn't sure whether it was the network or if he was already in the middle of the action when I flipped the switch, but it seems that he got stuck jacking off repeatedly, his face repeatedly switching between looking around and looking blank.

Even from the door, I could hear his voice even if, unlike his "dad", his mouth wasn't moving at all. I walked closer and sat beside him, close enough to hear the audio coming from his chest.

"Activating sexual systems. Error: Network connection lost. Contacting Ethan controller unit. Error: machine not found. Deactivating. Activating sexual systems. Initiating masturbation procedure. No network found. Error," my bud's voice kept saying over and over again in almost perfect sync with his looping movements.

I moved in closer and tried to grab hold of his dick which was dry and hot from the friction of his rapid jerking. I tried to kiss his twitching head but found it nearly impossible to twist it to face me. Unable to hold back any longer, I quickly undid my fly and take out my already leaking cock. I only needed to rub it a few times on his face before I came all over him, covering his face with my cum. Some even dripped into his eye which didn't even generate any reaction from him. He still kept jerking off and twitching his head, "watching" a video that has long since stopped playing.

I gave him a quick peck on the lip, tasting a bit of my own cum that dribbled over it. I sighed and stood up, trying to think of how to shut down the robots and hack into them. And, of course, the dozens of ways we can all have fun.