On Display

I made my way through the showroom floor, taking a good, hard look at all the metallic vehicles on display. Something about these machines triggers a certain feeling inside, a feeling that I had to suppress in a very public location. Fortunately, the area for bikes, my personal favorite, was off in a more secluded corner of the convention center. A good thing, too, because I almost creamed in my pants when I saw one particularly odd display.

The blue and white themed motorcycle was already a thing of beauty but the biker sitting on top of it pretty much sold the picture and made me wish he was also sold along with the bike. I couldn't help but admire his dedication to his role, looking intensely at his bike and staying still on his mount. Admiration turned to bewilderment, however, when I counted the minutes passing that the young man didn't move, not even a small twitch. I looked around me and, strangely enough, people only gave the biker and his matching bike a passing glance.

Discreetly adjusting myself first, I slowly made my toward the display to take a closer look and maybe more, if I'm lucky. But before I could even come close enough to tap the man, I finally saw the reason for his perfect stillness. Or rather its stillness. Up close, it was easy to see the cables that snaked from the bike to parts of the robot's body. I peered closer and confirmed the seams around the boy's neck and fingers. I also noticed that the display console on the bike indicated that the android was paused.

"I take it you like our latest model," a man's calm but sudden voice almost me jump back, scared like a child that has been caught doing something naughty. I quickly turned around to see one of the sales representatives flashing me a big smile. The man was dressed to impress but the fine form underneath his dress shirt made me wonder if he can also undress to impress. I visibly shook my head to get out of that train of thought and came back to the topic at hand.

"Oh, yes, it definitely caught my attention. I've heard about androids being used to demo products, but this is definitely the first time I've seen one displayed with the product," I said, trying to sound professional.

"He's not just for display, sir," the sales rep said, again with a smile that seemed more artificial every second.

"What do you mean?" I finally asked, sensing he wasn't just about to offer the information.

"The robot is part of the product, sir. Our latest line of advanced motorcycles come with the offer of a personal android," he paused with that plastic smile again.

I must have stood there with my mouth agape for more than a few seconds before I finally recollected my thoughts and dared to ask, "you mean you get a driver with every bike? That must be expensive."

"Driver, chauffeur, chef, cleaner, and every other use you might have for it. Each machine comes pre-installed with dozens of programs although the primary function is for interfacing with and maintaining the bike," he explained in rapid-fire. "We also offer accessible financing options for interested buyers. I'm sure you will find our payment plans very reasonable."

I cocked an eyebrow at the smiling rep before looking behind me at the machine crouched on top of another machine. My curiosity got the better of me and I reached down and tapped a button on the bike's touch screen. I heard a whirring sound and the brunette biker suddenly sat up stiffly and looked at me with a wide smile that looked eerily familiar.

"Hello, sir! What can I do for you?" the robot asked, making my cock twitch in my pants. I cursed myself internally but finally turned around to face the still smiling salesman.

"I think you've got a deal," I smiled, resigning to whatever fate I signed myself up for. I put my hand out which the man took in a firm shake.

"Thank you, sir! I promise you will find our products a pleasure to use," the man said with a smile that I now recognized.

"Can I add you to the package?" I half-joked.

The sales rep suddenly stood straight and I saw the brief flash of numbers in his eyes. "Yes, that can be arranged and added to the financing option," he answered with a smile. "I can arrange for a new and unused model if you-"

"Nah, I'll just take you and him as you are," I said slyly, tapping the android's firm abs hidden beneath his shirt.

"Understood, sir. Now if you'll follow me to finalize the sales and paperwork," he said, taking my hand to the office at the back.

I grinned like a kid despite the financial hit. I definitely plan to get my money's worth out of these three machines.