Going early to the gym has its benefits, like having the whole place to yourself and not being distracted by the hot and sweating bodies that usually fill the place during the day. Having a new gym open up just a block away is almost a stroke of luck but little did I know how lucky I was.
The staff was friendly, though almost overbearingly nice and accommodating. I didn't mind, especially seeing as how the guys on the crew were total hunks, including the receptionist. After a few days of coming in extremely early, they said they'd let me use the gym even half an hour before opening hours as long as I didn't spread the word. They knew I liked my privacy and it was during that time that their trainers used the gym for themselves.
That was what I thought Ben was doing when I came upon him sprawled on an exercise mat. Except his eyes were closed and he was completely still. Well, not completely because when I got closer, I noticed he was moving his hips up and down slightly as if he were humping the mat. To my confusion, I could also see wetness forming on the mat, right beneath his pelvis. At least he seemed to be alive.
"Ben?" I cautiously asked. No response. I went closer to try to shake him out of it when I noticed his phone's screen was blinking just a few inches away. I took a peek and saw the words "Robot Number: BEN-002" on it and a "Status" area that switched between "Training" and "Sex" rapidly.
"What the fuck?" I asked out loud in surprise. I heard a movement from behind me and turned around to see Jake approaching, wearing that big, charming smile he always gives customers.
"Sorry about that," he said without missing a beat as he picked up Ben's phone. After tapping a few times, Ben not only stopped fucking the mattress, he also quickly got up and stood at attention, facing forward blankly and revealing his soaked compression pants. "We're still ironing out the bugs in our software," Jake added, smiling again at me.
"Wow! I can't believe Ben's an android. Then again, he was too perfect to be human," I snickered before realizing what Jake said. "Wait, ‘our software'? Does that mean you're a robot, too?"
"We're all machines here," the staff member replied like it was the most normal thing in the world. "We are made and programmed to assist our customers to achieve their peak performance and capabilities," Jake said with a smile as if he, or it, was trying to advertise the gym.
"And that includes sex?" I said sarcastically.
"Yes, healthy sexual activity is also part of maintaining a well-balanced physiological state," Jake said in a really obvious marketing tone.
"Well, then, can I use Ben since, um, it's a machine and I am allowed access to the gym's machines, right?" I nervously asked.
"Sure," Jake said plainly as he tapped again on the phone. Ben started robotically walking to the gym's back rooms. "Please feel free to use our facility and its equipment. Standard safety and use conditions apply."
"Can I use you, too?", I asked while boldly groping the larger man's crotch.
The robot suddenly stood straight and lost its smile. "This unit is currently unavailable for use. Please try again after operating hours," Jake said in a flat tone.
"You bet I will," I grinned as I started walking to the back. Yes, being early definitely has its benefits.
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