Twins

I opened my eyes and immediately saw my opponent running towards me. I had very little time to size him up. Same height, same build, same musculature. A spectator would presume he is my twin and he would be partially correct. Before I could complete my assessment of my opponent, however, I was already on my back against the carefully manicured lawn. The impact made me shudder but also started a process that had my cock slowly stiffening beneath my shorts.

I struggled to free my wrists from his vice-like grip with little success. After quickly running through my options, I launched my legs into the air, hitting his head hard enough to loosen his grip. Taking advantage of the opportunity, I rolled over and reversed our positions, pulling my hands away and then quickly pinning his wrist down as he did mine earlier. I stared down at my double, now splayed down on the grass. He looked back at me with a blank and unconcerned expression even has I put enough force to crush his wrist. From the reflection in his eyes, I could see myself looking down at him with the same unemotional face.

Spending too many milliseconds observing my doppelganger, I failed to anticipate he would use the exact same move on me. But unlike my earlier maneuver, his shin landed hard on my head, disorienting me and causing me to completely lose my hold. I fell to the ground and struggled to get up repeatedly. From my peripheral vision, I could see my opponent repeating the same kicking move twice before finally getting up. Perhaps my earlier attack also had some impact on his cranium, though not enough to put him out of commission.

Still unable to get my bearings, my identical twin quickly got to my side and pulled up my still wobbling body. He then launched a volley of hard punches that seemed to target specific areas, causing damages that caused system errors without completely destroying them. I stepped back to evade the last blow, almost toppling backward if not for a steady left leg. I started swiping forward to return the attack. After a few seconds of my fists not connecting with anything solid, I tried to correct my vision and saw that my target had moved to the side. Without breaking my momentum, I lunged to the left and hit his sternum so hard that I heard the sound of denting metal as he staggered backward.

I reached out and pulled him toward me before he could fall and locked my arm around his neck in a chokehold. He then wrapped his arms around my torso and dug his nails deep until they tore through the skin and into the seams in my abdominal panel. His fingers made contact with the circuits and wiring, shorting them out briefly. I tried to wrench one of his hands off my body while I pressed my finger hard on the back of his neck, crushing a small motor inside that caused him to stiffen and twitch a bit. As our bodies gyrated against each other, the mix of damages and physical stimulation activated both our sexual subsystems, causing our cocks to similarly grind against each other. The loop of sensory data and errors fed into our pleasure programs, causing both of us to glitch between destroying one another and making out.

The moment our tongues touched, the sensory overload overpowered the earlier programmed combat simulation, kicking our sex drives into full gear. We invaded each other's mouths as our fingers continued digging deeper and pulling out wires and pressing on boards, sending electrical waves that made our bodies and hardened cocks twitch. Our hands eventually let go and started tearing at our clothes like they were pieces of paper until we were fully naked. We continued our torrid kiss while the torrent of error messages and sensor data caused a buffer overflow that caused even our sexual components to malfunction. Our cocks raised and lowered erratically as our twitching frames staggered slowly to the nearby poolside, our heads never losing our connection.

We nearly fell into the pool but managed to keep upright. The moment our cocks came in contact with each other, however, the NFC chip initiated the wireless data connection, immediately causing a feedback loop that totally overloaded both our systems. We held each other closer as our bodies physically rocked from a cascade of errors, humping each other's artificial cocks until flesh gave way to metal and metal tore into metal, increasing the damage that was already causing a critical system error.

Our sexual simulation finally kicked in belatedly, making us emit moaning sounds even while our faces remained blank and passive, looking at each other while our internal components started sparking and frying inside. With one last metallic moan, I heard an electrical explosion from inside the chest of my "twin" at the same time that his damaged cock exploded with jizz. The recording lights behind his optical components soon died as smoke came out from the hole in his head that I made earlier. With no command to stop from our owner, I continued humping my broken double until the pressure in my cum tanks reached critical levels. Unable to release the pressure from my damaged rod, the tanks exploded inside, spraying my internals with synthetic cum and causing sensitive circuits to warning short error in internal systems and burn. Critical system damage my cum tank continue to generate warning total system failure flooding my systems with liquid ingress detected flowing back up my body sexual subsystem signal lost unable to halt continued fucking my robot twin until error error system malfunction applause from the audience CPU critical water damage signal lost unit unable to-