I walked into the living room after a very refreshing shower and saw him sitting on the couch, a mug of coffee in one hand and browsing a magazine with the other. I took a few minutes to take in the sight of his perfect body, even if one of his most important parts was still occluded by his white briefs. It was then that I noticed his bulge was twitching rhythmically like a metronome as he slowly scanned the pages. I walked closer and saw that he was reading the rather sizable catalog of the Men's Box company.
"So this is where you bought me from?" he asked without looking up, his voice almost flat.
"Yes and no," I answered. "I had you custom-made to my specifications."
He looked up at me and showed me that blank smile that I so loved. "So I'm special?" he asked again.
"Yep, and worth every dollar," I grinned as I stepped closer to his body, feeling the smooth skin on his abs that would make anyone think it was real.
"So I didn't come in a box?" his rather monotone voice made me wonder if he was asking or stating a fact.
"Oh, but you did!" I said almost with glee. "I gave specific instructions to have you shipped in parts in a large Men's Box. Let's just say that I had to clean your parts up before I started assembling you," I said with a devious smile.
"You were aroused using my inactive and disassembled parts," this time I was sure he was just declaring something I knew he'd add to his settings. "You could always take me apart and start again."
"I could. Or we could wait for the new unit I ordered that should be delivered later today. And then we can have fun with that together," I snickered while groping my own robot's throbbing member.
"Acknowledged. Sexual protocols engaged," he said as his cock stiffened and poked out of the band of his underwear, looking at me passively and holding his mug steady while I jacked him off. I'm not too worried if the package suddenly arrives. I heard the delivery robots are pretty hot as well and can be used for an extra cost.
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