Mobile Fridge

I threw my backpack into a corner upon entering my room. I was dead tired from all of the day's classes and the thought of chugging a can or two of beer perked me up a bit. That's when I looked across the room to my bed to see the large man lying on it in nothing but his shorts, showing off his large but very firm pot belly. It's not my personal taste, admittedly, but my choice was more functional rather than aesthetic.

I walked over to the inert figure, keyring in hand. I instinctively took one in my hand and plunged it into the man's belly button. I gave it a twist and after a soft his, the man's rotund stomach flipped open like a refrigerator door. It was, after all, really a refrigerator door.

I took out a can of beer and opened it, downing my first in just a few minutes. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I reached for another one. This time, I took my time drinking it while curiously watching all the LEDs and spinning motors and fans inside the robot. I felt my cock twitch inside my pants while marveling at his wonder of technology. I would have blamed the beer but that would be a big fat lie.

Without closing the fridge door, I straddle the large android's chest. I took one of its hands and made it hold my can. Fishing out my hardening cock from my pants, I lifted the robot's inactive head with both hands and shoved my cock inside its mouth. I lost track of time as I fucked the machine's life-like face, groaning and moaning out loud. If finally came, first inside its mouth then all over its face.

Recomposing myself after a few minutes, I got off the man's body and took back my beer, taking a quick drink before finally closing the fridge door that was his stomach. Still holding the same key, I plunged it inside the right ear and gave it a twist. The man's body shuddered to life and he quickly opened his eyes. Some of my cum drooled over them but didn't blink much less react.

"Greetings, sir. How may I serve you today?" he said in a deep but flat voice, some of my jizz spurting and drooling out of his mouth as he talked.

"Time to cook dinner," I simply answered after taking another chug from the can.

"Acknowledged, sir," he responded before stiffly standing up and proceeding to walk out of my room.

"Oh clean yourself up first!" I chuckled as my leftover cum started rolling down his face.

The large machine stood still for a few seconds while I heard its disks spin. "Acknowledged, sir," it finally replied before walking out of the room.