I never really took my hot older neighbor to be a nudist, so I almost fell over when I took a peek over the fence and saw him under the sun with nothing on save for his skin and some body hair. He was just lying there, his glorious body exposed to anyone to see. Including this thick member that was big even while semi-flaccid. For a young gay man who has only recently started exploring my fantasies and kinks, this was almost too good to be true.
My ecstasy was cut short, however, when I noticed he wasn't moving at all. From a distance, I couldn't be certain if he was breathing or not. I quickly went over the fence, panicking that my fantasy would be short-lived and that I would never get to develop even a friendly relationship with my hot neighbor. I rushed toward him but abruptly stopped just a few feet away from his supine body. He really wasn't moving at all, not even his chest. I already imagined and prepared for the worst.
I bent down to try to check for his pulse when I became aware of a soft and slow beeping sound. To my complete bewilderment, I could swear it was coming from his chest. I leaned in closer and could definitely make out the beeping sound but that wasn't the only thing I heard. I could also hear his voice from his chest, barely audible but unmistakable. He, or at least his voice, kept repeating in a monotone.
"Battery extremely low. Please charge the unit to prevent data loss."
I almost jumped back in shock and that's when I noticed a power cord on the ground that was barely plugged into an extension cord that ran all the way back to the house. I traced the other end of the cord and discovered it was connected to the small of his back.
I was no computer major but I didn't need to be one to figure it out. My hot "dad" neighbor was not a dad, nor was he even a man. It was a machine and that realization instantly gave me a boner. I only read about these things on the Web and could only imagine it in my head but here was an honest-to-goodness robot, living, or operating rather, just next door! The object of my fantasies turns out to be an actual object!
Plucking up some courage, I lightly touched his arm, checking if he'll "come to". No response. I started to move my hand over his chest, feeling the soft tufts of hair growing there. Still no response other than the same beeping and looping warning message. Finally, I boldly grabbed his cock, expecting that it would get some response from the robot. The life-like penis hardened but quickly softened again and the warning message changed slightly for the first time.
"Priority sex systems activated. Error: not enough power to run sex systems. Please charge this unit to prevent data loss."
His or its flat voice repeated the same message over and over as long as I had my hand wrapped around its cock. I sighed. As much as I liked this immobile machine, I'd very much prefer if it could activate at least that. Mentally crossing my fingers, I properly plugged the cord in and waited to see what would happen.
"Power source detected. Switching to stand by mode. Estimated time to full activation: 60 minutes."
As luck would have it, the robot might need an hour before it will have enough juice to fully power up. I tried holding its cock again to test my theory and it went hard and, to my delight, stayed hard.
"Priority sex systems activated."
So it seems my neighbor is hardwired for sex even in this condition. Well then, I thought I should probably put the machine to good use as I started rapidly stroking its cock and licking the delicious head a few times, tasting some literally sweet precum oozing out of it. I licked my lips as I considered what I'll do to this robot before trying to figure out what to do next, all within 60 minutes.
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