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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Big_Hero_6_(2014)
  Relationship:
      Hiro_Hamada/Alistair_Krei
  Character:
      Hiro_Hamada, Alistair_Krei
  Additional Tags:
      Kreihiro, Age_Difference, PWP, Microbots, top!Hiro
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-04-04 Words: 7219
****** Those Robots ******
by FionasEmbrace
Summary
     The genius inventor Hiro Hamada has a powerful new design schematic
     for his microbots. The design is meant for his eyes only, but it's
     the CEO of Krei Tech Industries who wants it the most.
Notes
     Hoping to mix it up a little.. don't normally see top!Hiro
     No harm is intended by this literary work describing fictional
     characters.
Damn, this briefcase was heavy. This old thing was the only thing they had
around the house, serving fit to hold his new invention. Would it have killed
them to give it wheels? In the same way he had to use old recycle bins for the
first version of the bots, he had to make do with this clumsy item for now. He
unceremoniously set it down on the chamber floor. He was grateful that this
wing of the office was so empty, so that something like this- a kid, likely not
to be an employee, with this massive metal thing in tow- wouldn't attract
unneeded attention. Hiro pressed the button on the elevator, and watched the
illuminated display navigate him up the highrise.
Of course, he initially refused Krei's offer. Sure, it was a lot of money, and
Krei was as charming a negotiator as anyone. He didn't want to so surrender
them to corporate interests that quickly. What if he had future plans for them?
He couldn't trust Krei and his board of directors to accommodate his every
whim. Maybe, he didn't want to license them out just yet.
That wasn't the end of the conversation. What happened at the expo caught him
off guard, and he still hadn't completely written off the idea. The expo came
and went, and time had gone by. The invention even won him enrollment in SFIT,
where he'd been meaning to enroll any time now.
From then until today, he'd had time to refine the microbot design, write new
software, and think more carefully about what his real goals for that project
were. Oh, and there were hardware upgrades, too. Actually, it was really like a
Version 2.0 compared to what he'd showed off at the expo. He was quite proud of
it. But he'd kept all of the new designs a secret thus far. The world had yet
to see the new version.
And who better to deliver the big reveal to, than someone like Krei? You know,
someone who could really appreciate the finer nuances of the design.
This demonstration was the product of so much tireless planning and hard work-
it would be a shame to have it go to waste. And, more importantly, this was
someone whom he had a terrible secret crush on, ever since he found out about
Krei's persona in association with the company- and especially, ever since the
moment they bumped into each other at the expo. A billionaire CEO, go figure.
And right in his field- robotics. He was super interested in that man's blue
eyes and slim body. If Hiro were a bit older, maybe he could, you know- get a
piece of that. Hell, maybe he could get some of it now. An unsavory thing to be
thinking about, but his sex drive was out of control and his ego got the better
of him, so hell if he cared.
The elevator arrived at the floor near the top. Everything was coming into
place. Hiro found his way down the hall to one office with the nameplate
'Alistair Krei'. The door was already open, revealing a massive windowed office
with a picturesque view of the city.
One would normally think that someone like the businessman would be far out of
Hiro's grasp. That much was probably true. Hiro was feeling awfully confident
of himself, especially in the appeal of his genius and inventions, if nothing
else. Just maybe, Krei would like the design- Hiro was pretty certain he would.
He saw Krei at his desk, working at his computer. The man looked up, and
smiled, and dismissed what was on the screen. "Mister Hamada! Right on time."
"I was so glad you were interested seeing in the redesign." Hiro put on his
absolute best cute, nervous persona, usually something reserved for throwing
people off during botfights. Had a time and a place.
"Of course!" Torn away from the computer, he was immediately very smooth and
friendly. "I was so glad you hadn't completely written off my offer."
"Well, I mean, it was pretty hard to say 'no', just like that. This is Krei
Tech Industries we're talking about."
"Is that it, in there?" He glanced toward the briefcase Hiro was lumbering
along with. Krei looked at it a bit perversely, as if there were literally
dollar signs in his eyes.
"Sure is." Hiro smiled nervously. "The thing is, this is the product of a lot
of revisioning work since then. The software is much different. While I'm
confident of the power behind the microbots, the updated implementation is a...
less general-purpose one."
"Color me intrigued!"
"It still operates on a neurotransmitter, like the one you saw. But it's a
complete system overhaul- in particular, the chassis has been designed to be
about half the structural weight but twice the bonding power. There are several
thousand units, here." Hiro pulled the transmitter out of the front compartment
of the briefcase.
"If you'll forgive me for asking- what is the new, specialized purpose?"
"It's-"
"Actually, no- don't tell me. I'd like to see a demonstration- I mean, that
trumps everything. Also, I'm sure if the project has you behind it, it's bound
for some good places."
"Are you sure? Because, it-"
"If I was sitting down right now, I would literally be on the edge of my seat."
"In general- you still want the microbots, right?" It was an odd question to be
asking right now. The man narrowed his gaze. Of course he did. They could have
these things sent over to manufacturing in a matter of months. Release-to-
market in under a year. He had actually planned this out, in his head, to the
very last detail. Putting the cart before the horse, maybe? Hiro hadn't agreed
to anything. Well, no matter. There were no doubts about how great the design
was. His people at Krei Tech will be laughing all the way to the bank.
And make no mistake, he wasn't above putting some kid's college career on hold
for this. This was a huge acquisition they were talking about.
"Yes."
Although, something wasn't right. He knew it, whether it was inside of that big
briefcase, or in that curious look in Hiro's eyes, or the fact that he was
visiting here at all. What was it, really?
Once that sudden bust of excitement passed, he felt this huge skepticism. Hiro
had come over here just a little too hastily. None of it really added up,
especially when he figured the boy had SFIT affiliations and had been given
some stern talking-to from Robert Callaghan. He appeared willing to consider a
deal with Krei, just like that, and was acting so pleasant to him now. Any
businessman worth his salt knew the meaning of 'too good to be true'. There was
absolutely no way Hiro would simply hand the bots over, just like that. Not
unless something really momentous happened that changed his mind, or he was
abandoning the project, or there was some catch.
Hiro's gaze trailed down his suit, near the man's belt. Then back, deep into
his eyes. There was something a little bit off-putting about the way the boy
stared at him, and how his gaze lingered down the man's body. He was used to
women looking at him that way. Not some male kid. It felt like he was being
'checked out', but that was impossible. Whatever this was, you'd think he'd try
to be more discreet about it. It was curious, and a bit unnerving.
Krei smiled, masking any feelings of unease he had, and started to take the
huge item from Hiro, since it was awfully heavy for the kid's scrawny arms.
"Let me help." As he acquired it, he caught a glimpse of Hiro. That kid was
still basically undressing him with his eyes, and doing a pretty bad job of
hiding it. So, no, wasn't imagining it. Normally, he would keep this kind of
thing to himself. But it was so damn obvious, he had to say something. "How
come you're looking at me like that?"
Those eyes momentarily left Krei's for the briefcase. Now that it was laying
atop the man's desk, Hiro reached for the heavyweight metal clasps on the
sides. Completely ignoring Krei's question, he fought with them for a bit, and
got them open before Krei got a chance to offer assistance. "You ready?"
There was no time to say anything. He flung the briefcase open, revealing- on
the order of thousands of tiny bots neatly arrayed inside. Sectioned off, was
one shiny black implement that the man didn't immediately recognize. Hiro
grabbed and attached neatly it to his ear. Was that ever fancy. Then, that was
the new neurotransmitter. It has a very nice design, and actually looked quite
a bit cooler than the headband from the first demo.
And just like that, the microbots all rose to life, pouring out of the
briefcase. They formed neat columns, propeled themselves quickly, and didn't
collide with each other. They definitely had a smaller size than the first
version, but there were more of them, to supplement that. They wrapped around
Krei's desk, accurately avoiding sending anything flying, and then surfaced
elegantly along the floor. Krei watched them with delight. The new design
really was something. It was a visible upgrade from the first version- a more
efficient size, and this one had smoother edges allowing for a greater variety
of things they could compose. They spiraled all around the floor, traced along
the edge of the wall, then re-collected themselves neatly.
They didn't stop at the wall. They were moving toward some discernible target,
taking the long way around. They were moving toward Krei. The CEO could only
watch the bots as they closed in on them. Instinctively, he felt fear when he
saw a swarm of small metal items clamoring towards him. Should he be afraid?
No, surely that kid wouldn't try anything harmful with them. This must be some
clever part of the demo, just something to keep him engaged. Okay.
Instantly, he was grabbed on all sides.
The microbot swarm separated off into discrete columns branching out of the
middle, limbs of immense strength- they snatched at his arms and legs and
forced him down on his knees before he even knew what was happening. They
formed their electromagnetic interlock around him- these bonds held the units,
and Krei's limbs, firmly in place. Their strength was superhuman- even as he
tried to fight back at them, it was impossible to break free.
"Hiro- what is this supposed to be?!"
"The new features."
The man tried to fight back, and force himself back upward against their hold,
but it was no use. Instead, he was forced backwards to the ground, such that he
lay flat on his back, pinned there. The locks stayed on his shoulders and
elbows only, leaving the rest of his body. His legs were free, but that didn't
make it any more possible to break out and get off the ground. The bonds seemed
to loosen when he stopped struggling, then seize up and solidify again when he
did.
Hiro stood over him, now free to eye him to his heart's content. Maybe, do more
than that. He loved the way that suit-jacket and tie looked, pinned down and
slightly dissheveled under the microbots. Krei's flushed face, and piercing
blue eyes. He wasn't sure if that was fear in his eyes, or interest, or
something else. He stopped trying to struggle out of the microbots' grasp, but
caught a glimpse of the briefcase, noticing that there were even more in there.
Hiro was pleased- it seemed that everything was progressing nicely as far as he
was concerned. He got right down the floor and straddled Krei's stomach,
putting his hands on the man's shoulders. Krei looked wide-eyed and completely
incredulous, unable to fathom what was going on.
"But, why are you- mph!"
No. A... kiss? The boy firmly pressed a kiss to Krei's lips, grabbing the sides
of the man's head. It took several seconds for it to register with Krei, where
exactly he was in the world, whose lips were pressed against his. He wanted to
recoil back in surprise, but there was only the floor beneath him and nowhere
to go. Why would some kid be kissing him like this? So, was he really not
imagining it before? This shouldn't be happening. It was all kinds of
inappropriate. And yet, the kiss was soft, inviting, and insistant- nothing
like the tough, mechanical hold locked onto his arms. And... crawling up his
leg?
He looked down. There it was, another column of the machines, grabbing hold of
his foot and winding its journey upward. Hiro broke off, and stood up. "You
wanted to see the new features, right?"
"I had no idea what they were..."
The robotic arm had digits, it grasped onto Krei's suit jacket and wrought it
open and off his shoulders so it scrunched up about his forearms. Hiro came
back down to straddle Krei, a bit lower this time, and started carefully
unbuttoning the man's shirt while his necktie was still on. The microbots just
weren't geared for those kinds of tasks just yet. But that other arm of the
microbots, having made it up the man's leg- he felt them. Brace themselves on
his hips, and graze against the front of his pants, in what seemed at first
like an accident. But it did it, over and over, petting him through the layers
of fabric. He turned bright red. He still couldn't see it, since Hiro was
blocking the way, but he could sure as hell feel it.
"Do you have any idea what those microbots are doing?!"
"Let's hope so," he said softly, in Krei's ear. "Autonomous action, for that,
would be a bit beyond even me." Now, Krei's breathing became irregular and Hiro
could hear it. The man momentarily screwed his eyes shut, winced, opened his
eyes and threw his head back and briefly gazed toward the ceiling,
contemplating how life had put him in this situation today. He flushed red.
Hiro pulled away from the man's half-unbuttoned shirt, so they could both see
it. And there it was, the column of microbots, lingering over the front of
Krei's suit pants. He was starting to get hard, right here, in front of Hiro.
The physical stimulation was too much. The robots had an even easier job now-
it was easier to lock onto someplace that had tactile qualities. They fondled
him through his pants, even holding his thighs so he couldn't shake them. At
the same time, another arm pervertedly copped a feel up the rest of the man's
body.
Actually, none of these things required robotics. Hiro could just as well do
them himself, as much as he wanted to get his hands in Krei's personal space
before- but it was so much more entertaining this way.
Why stop here? Hiro got down and started unbuckling the man's belt. "Why are
you having this happen to me? Here, in front of you..." The young inventor got
the clasp free, unbuttoned and unzipped his fly.
"You know. For science." He tugged down Krei's suit pants and boxer-briefs just
enough, and a large, semi-hard erection sprang up. Krei looked down in horror.
For Hiro just seeing his junk was already crossing the line. Seeing his
erection like this, getting stroked, getting teased at by some robotic arm, it
was beyond obscene. He wished he could will himself away from getting an
erection like this, if only to spare himself some embarrassment, but it was
clearly the reaction that the boy was trying to get out of him. It wasn't some
accident. And besides, it just felt too good. He didn't really know if he
wanted it to stop or continue. Well, it depended on how dangerous all of this
was. Instinctively, he struggled a bit against the bonds holding his arms and
thighs. They were still as strong as before.
The whole thing felt so warped and perverse, but it was made worse by the fact
that Hiro was standing here actively watching him. The boy's eyes traced over
his body, lingering around his undone belt. The kid seemed to get something out
of it.
"How does it feel?"
"I- I don't know..."
He looked up and down Krei's body. "You're getting off on it."
"Yes, but this is so weird..."
"Don't worry." Hiro leaned against Krei's own work desk, absentmindedly picking
up and looking at various items on it. Oh, this was cute. "I designed it not to
be able to harm humans."
The arm seemed to go even faster, now. Two more smaller limbs snaked into his
shirt, and around his slim body. The one attending to his genitals started to
brace itself more firmly against his balls and add more pressure there which he
really liked. Hiro might just be onto something. He wasn't even sure how long
he could last, like this. The way it closed over the head of his dick, and
moved up and down- it felt like he was actually penetrating someone and it was
really tight. He threw his head back, and involuntarily lifted up his hips into
what the bots were doing to him. It was clear, he was close.
And then, just like that, it stopped. The bots pulled off of him, but still
held his thighs firmly in place. He missed what they were doing to him and, at
least for that moment, he wanted to get all the way off. His full erection
still jutted out, covered in pre-come, aching for attention. He had a brief
moment of clarity now that he wasn't getting any sexual contact, and glanced at
Hiro. The boy was- no- he was rubbing himself, a bit, through his cargo pants.
Oh, no. It was true- Hiro was doing this to him, all for his own sick pleasure.
And then, despite his neglected dick, another smaller digit of the limb of
robots branched out, searching beneath his balls, further and further, until-
"Ack!" He flinched with a start.
"How does that feel? It's easier if you relax." Suddenly, he felt something
wet, aggressively slithering into him. It felt strange. Even if he were to try
and instinctively close his legs, he couldn't- his thighs were held firmly
apart. The digit seemed to release something. Lubricant? How obscene is that.
So, that was another one of the new 'special-purpose' features.
"Relax?! How am I supposed to- uh-" It squirmed, and fought against the
entrance down there, and won. And, he felt it enter him. The item was wet and
tapered down to something really thin, designed for easy penetration. He tried
to relax enough so it wasn't painful. There was really no fighting it. It
wasn't terribly big, and so even though it entered him slowly, it wasn't long
before it was fully inside. And it started to thrust. Just a small ways,
nothing too forceful- it wasn't anything like a full-sized cock, thank
goodness. But still the feeling was very foreign to him. In a ways, it felt
good. But the idea of it was something he really wasn't used to. To make it
more interesting, the microbot limb started its attention again to Krei's dick.
It grasped at the base and stroked lazily along the shaft, slower this time.
The initial surprise of getting penetrated like that made him half-lose his
erection, actually. In no time it was back up to full mast again, and holy shit
it felt even better than before. The sensation of the thing lodged inside of
him combined with the one jerking his cock- it was different from any form of
sex he'd ever had. He had never felt this turned on while at the same time
feeling so helpless. He could tell it was deliberately going slower, now, to
keep him from getting off too soon.
Hiro watched the microbot limb slowly penetrate Krei, and his mind went to all
kinds of dirty places. Thank goodness Krei Tech hadn't yet developed
mindreading technology, because if that existed- Hiro was pretty sure Krei
would never talk to him again. He couldn't help it anymore- he unzipped his
cargo pants and started to rub his member over his underwear, while watching
his bots sexually violate the CEO billionaire in front of him. His erection
wasn't super obvious over the weighty cargo pants, but you could tell now. He
imagined all the types of things he would do to Krei.
"Krei... If you don't mind me saying, you look really hot, like this. I mean, I
gotta admit I thought about it before, but not exactly like this."
The man looked down at himself- at what the bots were doing to him. It wasn't
the type of thing he would normally fantasize about, normally he went for, you
know, human beings- but he could admit that it looked downright pornographic.
"I'll take it."
"I gotta ask... Has anyone ever, you know... stuck it in you?"
"What?! No."
"I was just wondering. You've never so much as thought about it?" This was such
an awkward time to be asking questions.
"No."
"Seriously." Hiro looked at him with skepticism.
"W-well, okay, if you want the honest truth, I thought about it, once- with-
" The bots penetrated him, just a little bit deeper, now, and it caught him off
guard. Hiro touched him on the shoulder, pressed him, to keep going. "Don't
tell anyone... Robert Callaghan. I used to have a different type of
relationship with him, hard to explain..."
"Really?! Callaghan?"
"This was a long time ago."
"Would you have done it? With him?"
"That's a complicated question, Hiro." Yet another microbot arm was crawling on
his face, now. Hiro smiled, and let him nudge it off.
"Then, here's a different one. What if it wasn't him?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"What if it was me?" The boy got down, and had the microbot arm stroking his
dick stop and pull away. Instead, Hiro jerked him himself. His fingers were
smaller than Krei's own, so much that he practically needed two hands to do it,
but it felt good all the same. His technique was actually similar to the
microbots'. Which he supposed shouldn't come as a big surprise. The boy spoke
softly, seductively, into his ear. He felt the boy's hard-on nudging
insistently against his side.
"What?!"
"I want it so bad."
"Are you out of your mind?"
"C'mon."
"I've never done anything like that before, with someone, I mean- this has
already gone really far." He indicated the microbots. The small group of them
penetrating him, fucking him. "It's something I haven't considered very
much..."
"Maybe you just can't handle it. You know, deflowering your nice, virginal,
tight little-"
"That's enough." He cut him off, utterly humiliated by that perfectly graphic
description of things. "And besides, are you really one to talk? Really, how
far off are you from being a v-"
"Very-not-relevant, today." Suddenly, his tone changed, to something very
serious. "I know you expected it to be Callaghan, if anyone. But, can I... " He
looked into Krei's blue eyes, all the while still stroking the man's huge dick,
as if to get him interested. "What if it were me, right now?"
The man looked down, considering it deeply. He couldn't believe what Hiro was
asking.
And more than that, he didn't want to reveal how nervous the idea made him. Was
it going to hurt? How much? What would it be like? Does Hiro even know what
he's doing? He might come to regret having anything to do with Hiro. He was
really not used to anyone doing that to him. It felt even more wrong, letting
Hiro do that to him. He should really pack up what was left of his dignity and
leave. But, it felt so good right now. He regretted not being a stronger enough
person to resist this. "All right."
In actuality, Hiro had never done that to anyone before. He'd done other sexual
types of things. And sure, he fantasized about that all the time, just anyone
his age fantasized about every sex act under the sun. He wasn't yet sure if it
was his thing. Before deciding that, he wanted to at least see what it was
like, doing that to someone. At that age, he couldn't help but feel like the
world revolved around him, and a sense of entitlement to all kinds of things.
If he were to fuck anyone- who better than the famous billionaire CEO of Krei
Tech Industries? He liked how it looked, when it was the microbots. He needed
to know how it felt to have that hugging his dick. It didn't even matter how.
That being, someone so high-status as Alistair Krei himself.
Hiro positioned himself between the man's legs. So, he was going to be face-up
for this disgraceful act. Hiro still had that neurotransmitter in place, with
the robotic bonds firmly restraining the man's shoulders and thighs. He didn't
know he would like being tied up, either, but there was a first for everything.
With the microbots' help, he pulled Krei out of one pantleg and just left the
other one. And then the one inside him, fucking him, pulled out to make way.
Instantly there instead was Hiro's cock, trying to enter in its place. The boy
grasped his dick and started to nudge the head against the entrance. Despite
having just been fucked by something, it was hard to find its place so that it
would go in. That, with Hiro's inexperience, made it so he had to grind his
cockhead forcefully in some vague direction, hoping for the best.
The first time, it missed, and tried to enter an invisible spot near the man's
balls. He winced. Krei looked down, fearing the worst. Before, he was worried
about what it would feel like- now, he was unsure of whether Hiro could
actually do this without any help. Sure, he was clever, but who could say any
of that lent itself to this. Hiro gave up on trying to use his dick alone, and
felt along there with his fingers, where the entrance was. And soon enough, his
fingers went in. It was still wet and slick inside there. With his other hand,
he pulled his cock over to where his fingers were, withdrew them, and pressed
his dick forward with quite a bit of force. It was- no- it was really inside.
Hiro screwed his eyes shut, fully appreciating the sensation. It felt perfect,
so much better than anything he'd imagined. He opened his eyes to see Krei, his
clothes half-on, pinned down by the microbots, impaled on his dick. The boy
kept his little fingers gripping Krei's thighs, as if to hold them apart, even
when the thing really holding them was the formidable strength of the
microbots.
Fuck, it was tight. Krei winced as the whole thing was immediately shoved
inside with no warning. No going slow, easing into it. With Hiro you got the
whole thing, all at once. Christ, it was bigger than what he expected. So much
for all his doubts about whether Hiro could do this at all. Was any of this for
real? So he could really, single-handedly confine a grown man to the ground,
get between his legs and sexually penetrate him in very little time flat. He
supposed teenage urges were a powerful thing, but still. Krei was a little bit
afraid for the world.
It felt hot and fleshy, definitely more pleasurable than the microbot part was.
Hiro's equipment was around the same size as that assembly, just slightly
bigger. A human penis doesn't taper down like that microbot limb's shape was,
so necessarily Hiro's cock felt even more rough inside of him. Compared to the
microbots, Hiro's motions were rougher, and less controlled. He just let his
simple instincts take over and thrust it in to his heart's content. He fucked
Krei the same way animals do- it was fast and aggressive. He didn't make any
effort to go slow or to savor the moment. His little hands were ever so gentle
bracing Krei's hips, while the rest of it was far from that. Krei struggled in
the bonds and tried to keep himself from making some pathetic noise. While
nothing was torn, it was just a bit on the painful side, and so much more
intense than the stuff before. Even with the lube that was inside, it was a
tight one. "P-please... Go easy on me..."
He would try. It made this disgusting noise as Hiro's balls slapped against
Krei. As it went on, the man's insides came to better accommodate sex, and the
pain subsided. There was mostly this intense pleasure, ringing through his
entire body. All the while, the microbots were still stroking his dick up and
down. Hiro could do it himself, but he was lazy and besides this was an even
hotter sight for him. Krei did have a nice, big cock, it was nice eye candy
while fucking him, especially watching it get jerked off without him hardly
having to do anything. He loved watching it twitch a little, whenver he
experimented with a new angle or changed positioning slightly. It was still wet
and slick with the lube from before. Maybe he could get Krei to cum, if this
went on for long enough. But, not just yet.
Krei felt himself actually get close. His body started longing to get fucked
like how Hiro was doing it, and he wanted more of the microbots servicing his
dick.
But it stopped.
Hiro must have noticed that the man had come close, and had the microbot arm on
his dick pull away. Man, that was cruel. The boy was edging him, or trying to
keep him from cumming until Hiro decided it would be a good time. He thrust his
hips into the empty air, getting nothing except the continued assault from
underneath. With his arms bound down to the floor by the bots, he couldn't even
reach down to try and gratify himself. Fuck, it was torture. He wanted
something- anything- on his cock. His mind went to all kinds of dirty
fantasies, of blowjobs and facials and people riding him, the most vivid ever-
but the fantasies weren't enough. Just the empty air wasn't enough. He actually
started to wish he could turn the tables, here. Put an end to Hiro's smug ways.
His big cock was aching out in front of him, longing especially to be inside of
Hiro. See how smart the genius acted then. See who was a better fuck. But, no.
All he got was the hard, relentless penetration inside, over and over. Maybe,
every so often, it would graze against Hiro's stomach- but that was it. He
couldn't stand the idea that his dick was just serving as eye candy for Hiro,
right now.
"Oh, did you want something?"
"I... I can't get off, like this..."
"Guess I should go harder, then." Hiro smiled and shifted his body a bit, so
that his small torso was flush against Krei's. He breathed laboriously into
Krei's neck, actually drooling onto his shoulder, while he slammed it in and
completely owned him. He shoved it in a bit harder and faster than before, if
that were even possible. His little fingers wandered down the man's body,
copping a feel, but narrowly avoiding touching where it counted. His hands
explored Krei's slightly muscular chest, a bit more manly and developed than
his own was yet. He liked how helpless it felt underneath him. His fingers
pinched one of Krei's nippled and flicked it a bunch of times, before playing
with it some more. The man seemed to like this, and automatically thrust his
hips upward at nothing in particular. Despite how long it had been that he
pulled the microbot limb off Krei's dick, it was still going full mast and he
could feel the huge thing poking into his stomach.
Going this fast, it wouldn't be long before Hiro would cum. Maybe he ought to
do something for Krei, after all. In particular, there was a new feature of the
bots that he had yet to really experience. Through the transmitter, he brought
the microbot limb back to Krei's cock. He felt it twitch with anticipation,
wedged up against his stomach. That was enough of that- he shifted positions
again so that there would be more space. The microbot limb formed a pretty
tight ring near the base of the man's dick, and just stayed there. Krei was a
bit confused, not knowing what it was about to do. Then, it started happening.
This massive, pleasurable, quaking sensation, right from the base of his dick.
It grew stronger, as Hiro continued to fuck him.
"I-It vibrates...?"
"Brand new feature." Krei's eyes shot open as it reached full speed. "Have you
ever had one?"
"Had what." He looked down at what was happening to him.
"You know, a vibrator. One like this, where you're supposed to put your cock
inside it."
He blanched. "N-no... I wouldn't be caught dead owning something like that."
It'd be too embarrassing, what if someone found it? "Besides, I can, uh, 'get
by' just fine without it."
"Suit yourself. I think you might like it, though."
The vibration feature went full speed as the microbots slowly worked their way
over his dick. The feeling of that, plus Hiro fucking him- he couldn't last
long, like this. He writhed around under the robotic limbs, that still locked
him helplessly in place. He thought that maybe, if he fought against them, he
might be able to break free and keep from cumming right now. Then he could make
this last longer. He couldn't break free. Hiro watched with delight as the man
was at war with himself, pinned down by his invention, helplessly getting
fucked.
"F-fuck... I can't... Not, like this..."
"How does it feel, for you?"
"C-Christ..."
With the bots molesting the man's erection and even holding his thighs up for
easy access, screwing him this way was the easiest thing in the world, and left
his hands free to wander up the adult man's body however Hiro wanted. He loved
how he was still wearing that snazzy necktie with his nicely-pressed shirt half
done up, and his blond hair all dissheveled. A nice reminder of who exactly
this man was. None other than a CEO, self-made billionaire, one of the single
most powerful people in the robotics industry. Now helpless beneath him, taking
his dick. Just how it should be. He felt this huge sense of accomplishment from
fucking someone like Krei, and trusted the microbots would really let him show
him a good time. He had initially thought that the insides of a grown man
wouldn't give him enough sensation, and that he ought to try and fuck someone
his own age and size, sometime. But even still, it still felt tight as
anything- way better than jerking off, that's for sure. Oh, and it started to
actually quiver around him. Like the man's insides were struggling to let him
in. Like it was trying to push him out. Not today. He fucked Krei even harder,
eliciting all kinds of lewd noises from the man, pushing his cock further in
against the muscles trying to force him out in vain. He was so close to the
edge already.
And all of a sudden, the microbots wavered. Krei looked down. "What's going
on?" Shit, he had to keep it together. The neurolink was only so strong, and
demanded at least a little bit of his concentration. As it all washed over him,
it was hard to even think straight.
"Almost lost the link. Just, like... it feels even better than I thought..." He
knew it would be pretty okay, but hadn't planned for it to be quite like this.
It was so intense, there's no way it would last like this. He slowed down just
a bit, making sure they stayed co-ordinated. After he felt like he regained
control, Hiro smiled, and took one last long look at Krei's body taking his
dick. "Gotta say, this is a good look for you..."
Krei glared down at the boy, unappreciative of some of the filthy the stuff was
he was saying, but it wasn't enough to stop things now. The microbots kept
vibrating in that tight ring wrapped around his cock. It barely even needed to
stroke him to get him off. The small pulses were enough. They made him
instinctively struggle to try and get more, except with his thighs held in
place he got what Hiro gave him and that was it. The pulses teased at him, he
could feel them all the way through, and surely enough pushed him closer to the
edge. Any issues he would have getting all the way off- either from being
unnerved by Hiro, or from the foreignness of this whole experience- were
quickly put away by this feature. Like a pretty standard sex toy, it would get
off most anyone who could use it, with enough stimulation- it was only a matter
of time. It was happening to Krei. His mind was going blank, unable to want
anything except Hiro fucking him and these microbots molesting his erection.
The one that wasn't wrapped around the base of his cock was staying near the
head, teasing, and playing with it. It only barely licked him, each time.
Sometimes it swirled around the head, sometimes he felt it approach and then
back away.
It was too cruel. This was the one he really wanted more of, but with his
thighs were still pinned firmly in place preventing him from moving his hips up
by much. It flicked the head back, or jerked only it, while the other limb
continued to vibrate him. He thrashed his head to the side, overcome by it all.
With his thighs held apart like that, he felt himself loosen up, his body
reduced to a sex organ for Hiro to use and fuck. The more stuff Hiro did to the
man's dick, the easier it was to get it inside and fuck him. That had to be at
least part of Hiro's reason for continually edging him like this, and not
letting him get all the way off. That and everything happening to his dick was
just entertainment for Hiro. The microbots were still feeling up his body,
whenever Hiro wasn't. They crawled up his abdominal muscles, and poked around
Krei's face until the man shook them away. Yet another, smaller tendril started
flicking, playing with his nipple. He let the bots plus Hiro attack him from
all sides.
He couldn't say he didn't like it. He wanted to say something about how cruel
Hiro was, or how it was so unfair to treat him this way. But he was quickly
moving past the point of no return. All he managed to say was, "I love these
robots..." The CEO felt his climax seize him, right as Hiro was inside, as far
as possible. He came, even as the bots were using the vibration feature on his
dick, at the same time as full-swing jerking him off. There was so much
stimulation, he felt like he couldn't stop cumming. It shot out of him, more
than was normal. Even when he was done, the thing kept vibrating his dick, and
it felt like there was more on the way.
Hiro watched him cum all over himself. Fuck, it was hot, watching the man
climax while taking his dick no less. Hiro took this as a cue to finish himself
off. He went in for a faster ride, like before. He controlled the bots to pry
the man's legs apart just a little bit more, so he could get in even deeper.
And right at the crucial moment, he plunged himself all the way inside. His
breathing grew ragged, and he became aggressive- in one swift move he actually
ripped Krei's shirt open the rest of the way. Those few buttons popped clean
off. Hiro grabbed the front of the shirt apart yanking it wide open, revealing
all of his nice, trim body. He ran his hands up the man's chest, at the same
time as depositing his cum deep inside of him.
Even as he pulled out, and a bit more ejaculated onto the entrance, he plunged
it back in and fucked his own young, virile seed back into Krei's adult body.
The businessman could feel it, wet and swelling inside of him. He could feel
the boy's cock twitch deep inside with each wave of orgasm. And each time, the
bots would stall- not even a mind like Hiro's could keep control over them
while in the throes of depositing his DNA inside someone.
He collapsed on top of Krei, and lost the neurolink with the bots through his
exhaustion. They fell, lifeless, to the floor as Krei's limbs were finally
free. He crawled up to bring his face level with Krei's, but didn't bother
kissing him- instead he just buried his face in the man's collar and breathed
loudly, unglamorously into his ear.
After the longest time, the boy rolled off of him, and they got up and fixed
themselves. After getting the neurolink back, the transmitter was still strong
enough to array the bots back into place, use their convenient self-
sterilization feature, and organize them back into the briefcase. Hiro closed
it shut himself, and sealed off the massive metal clasps.
"So... what do you think?"
Krei sighed, and smiled the same way he always did when he was stating
something painfully obvious. "You're not trying to 'sell' me your microbots. I
wouldn't believe that for one second. You already know I want them. Actually-
why did you ask me that, before? Whether I wanted them?"
"This revision is special. I thought it warranted a special demonstration. So,
that brings me to- I was hoping to test each subsequent revision out on you.
You know, for quality testing."
"I am not your quality assurance." There mere idea of that was kind of funny to
him.
"You could be, if you wanted."
"How... How many demonstrations do you think I can handle?!" He nursed his
aching shoulder with one hand. There was no way Hiro was for real about selling
this thing to the world. It was a far, far more questionable idea than general-
purpose microbots were. If he had full control of the project, he would simply
polish off the original microbot design and that would be the end of that.
He didn't have access to any of that, though. It was a curious lot that he'd
drawn, where the only key to getting any of these inventions was through
someone like Hiro. As he spoke to the young inventor, he buttoned up his shirt,
and put his suit jacket back on. But, not before glancing over at the
briefcase, longingly.
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