Sex Doll - Gemini 2: Training Day

Sex Doll: Gemini 2 - In Training

A hot stud finds new uses for his android sex doll.

This is tale of gay male sex and a science fiction fantasy, so if that's not your scene, you've been warned. I recommend that you read the previous chapter to follow how we got here.

We all have fantasies that we have never indulged in, which can be a good thing because there are some doors that once opened can never be closed.

Dan is a good-looking, vain, mostly straight, divorced guy who drunkenly ordered a male android sex doll that is an exact duplicate of himself. He may have bought more than he bargained for.

Everyone is OVER 18 in this twisted tale. This is a work of fiction with some unsafe practices. Please be careful in real life encounters.

In the not-too-distant future...

Dan was enjoying the amazing blowjob Cindy was giving him...her big strong hands were feeling up his torso as she moaned around his cock in a deep sonorous voice...wait...huh?

His eyes opened and he blinked against the early morning light as he awoke from his sex dream to realize that

someone

was actually giving him a morning blowjob. He looked down to see himself sucking his own cock...was this another dream...?

His twin pulled off with a POP, "Morning, sleepyhead..." His twin joked and went back to work servicing his morning wood.

"What happened to your long hair?" a bleary-eyed Dan asked, still not sure if he was awake.

POP. "I automatically revert to my default appearance when I recharge. Do you want me to change back?"

"No. Mmm...stay this way," Dan moaned in reply, vainly loving the sight of getting a morning hummer from himself.

Danny maintained eye contact as he sucked off his handsome owner, loving watching the slowly awaking stud's reactions to his oral ministrations. The android carefully noted where Dan's sexual buttons were as he elicited a moan when he tweaked the stud's rubbery erect nipples or traced his treasure trail with a gentle finger.

Dan started to reflexively bounce his hips into the warm, moist embrace of his boy's lips as the android sucked harder. He moaned deeply as Danny applied greater pressure with his tongue on the underside of Dan's cock and freely massaged the stud's trim torso. Dan grabbed the back of his cocksucker's head and gave a final deep thrust down his throat as he orgasmed, "Oh...Fuuuuuck... Huu... Huu... huu... huu... huu..." he grunted each time his balls shot a fresh load down his boy's throat. Danny obediently swallowed every new track of cum that painted his throat and then squeezed every last drop out of the softening cock by clamping down with his lips and pulling back from the root to the head like he was draining a tube of toothpaste.

As Dan collapsed back into his pillow, Danny pulled off and crawled up him on his elbows and knees until they were face to face, "Good morning, Dan."

"Good morning, Danny," Dan smiled back in amused contentment. Danny leaned in and kissed him, sliding his tongue in deeply. Dan returned the kiss, tasting the remnants of his cum on his body double's tongue while he wrapped his arms around Danny and stroked his warm muscled back.

They enjoyed each other for a few moments until Danny broke the kiss and teased, "Whew... Morning breath...".

Dan teased back, "Whew...Cum breath..."

They both chuckled. Danny got up, "Why don't you get cleaned up and I'll get your breakfast ready."

Danny slipped into Dan's black boxer briefs from yesterday and headed for the kitchen. Dan watched him leave, admiring the tapered back and rounded globes of the bubble butt that were copies of his own. The stilted walk from yesterday was gone, instead the android had already adopted Dan's easy gait that made his butt cheeks roll invitingly as he walked away. Dan admired the view until Danny turned the corner and got up to hit the shower.

A short time later, Dan emerged freshly shaved and showered and headed for his underwear drawer since Danny had taken his underwear. Then his eyes landed on the booty shorts Danny wore yesterday. "Why not?" he thought, grabbing the black nylon running shorts and slipping them on, taking a moment to admire his own booty in the mirrored closet doors before heading to the kitchen.

The scents of fresh coffee and bacon cooking made him hungry before he even hit the kitchen. "Looking good, bro," Danny complimented as his eyes raked over Dan in the booty shorts, causing the stud to blush as he sat down at the place setting on the island. "OMG. You're even cuter when you blush," he teased as he poured Dan a cup of coffee. Danny then put a plate with an omelet and bacon before Dan along with some juice and toast.

"You're going to spoil me," Dan teased, admiring the fine service he was getting at breakfast, down to some flowers fresh from the garden.

"All part of my evil plan," Danny winked as he cleaned up, then grabbed himself a small bowl of oatmeal and juice to join Dan. They ate together in silence while Dan caught up on the news on his phone and Danny watched the sports channel on the refrigerator TV. It was perfect. Dan liked to ease into his day and enjoy the quiet intimacy of being together at breakfast without having to chat.

He and Cindy would drive each other crazy at breakfast, she would drone on and on while he just gave monosyllabic grunts in reply. She would get pissed that he didn't want to talk first thing in the morning and he would sarcastically respond "By all means, tell me what amazing events happened to you in the last few hours while you were sound asleep. I'm all ears."

Danny seemed to instinctively "get" Dan even though they had only spent a few waking hours together. It seemed like he had made the right choice when he had drunkenly ordered a male sex doll. Danny had introduced himself as a "companion" yesterday and so far he was living up to that title.

Until...

"Dan...?"

Shit! "Humnh?"

"What are you thinking...?"

Dan shot him a stern look of disbelief.

Danny almost fell off his stool laughing, "Dude! You shoulda seen your face!"

Dan had to laugh along, but he gave Danny a hard punch to the shoulder anyway.

"Ow! Okay, I earned that...but it was totally worth the look on your face!" Danny laughed, then mimicked the pissed off incredulous look Dan had given him.

Dan laughed along but gave him another punch in the shoulder. "Ow! Same spot bro!" Danny rubbed his shoulder to comic effect.

They both went wordlessly back to their screens and breakfast...

Yeah, Danny got him like Cindy never could.

After they finished, Danny cleaned up while Dan finished his coffee and watched the sports report. "Any plans for today?" Danny asked noncommittally.

"I should hit the gym downstairs," Dan mumbled, knocking back the last of his coffee. "I guess you don't need to do that... you lucky SOB."

Danny smiled. "No, but I have a personal trainer app if you'd like to activate it."

"Really? It's not one of those lunkhead "Give me one more!" routines is it?"

"Not at all."

"Okay. Let's try it. Turn on your personal trainer app."

Danny went a little blank for a moment, like someone trying to remember the name of a movie. "Done," he announced. "Are there trails around the lake?"

"Of course there are, Danny..."

"Well, let's go for a run!" Danny proclaimed with sudden enthusiasm. "And call me Coach,". He grabbed Dan by the bicep and almost lifted him off his stool.

"What? Now..?"

"No time like the present. So move that moneymaker and get some running shoes on," Dan's new coach gave him a solid swat on the butt directing him back to the bedroom.

The next thing Dan knew, he was puffing along behind Danny on the trails. Fuck. They hadn't gone that far yet and he should have easily been able to keep up at this pace. Maybe he had been spending too much time sitting at screens lately. Danny was wearing just the black boxer briefs and Dan was sweating through those ridiculous booty shorts as he tried to keep up. Dan couldn't help but admire the graceful strides of Danny and found his main incentive to stay close was the sight of those ass mounds rolling seductively in skintight cotton.

After what was for Dan a couple of grueling miles, they finally arrived back at the house. Danny was fresh as a daisy while Dan was bent over with his hands on his knees, gasping buckets of air. "We have a lot of work to do," Danny said flatly while standing there with arms crossed, waiting for Dan to catch his breath.

Dan wanted to say, "Fuck You, Coach." But he just nodded in agreement. He hadn't realized how much he had slipped since his prime. Finally, he was able to straighten up.

"Let me show you what I can do for you in twelve weeks," Danny said as he dropped his arms to his sides. Dan almost rolled his eyes at hearing about yet another "twelve-week workout" when Danny changed before his eyes. The muscles in his chest, biceps and thighs swelled, his waist narrowed, and six-pack abs appeared. Shit. Danny had just taken ten years off his body in seconds. "Wanna see the back?" Danny reset to Dan's current physique, turned his back and turned back time again. His shoulder caps lifted with muscle as his triceps and back tightened and swelled, the waist narrowed, glutes, thighs and calves all tightened and lifted. Danny turned back to face him, went to his default mode body and asked, "That trim body can be your target goal. You in?".

Shit. Dan nodded, "Okay, Coach. I'm in." He now had a live-in personal trainer, coach...and sex doll.

"Give me five more," Coach demanded down in the well-equipped home gym in Dan's basement as he leaned down in Dan's face.

Five? What happened to one more? Dan struggled to pump out another one on the bench press when his Coach leaned down and sucked on his nipple! Dan almost dropped the weight as Coach applied suction to the suddenly erect nub on Dan's chest. Fuck... Dan's cock tented his booty shorts at the sensation. Working on the blast of adrenaline and wanting to keep the stimulation going, Dan pumped out TEN more without any real effort.

"Told you I'd get you in shape," Coach smiled as they moved on to triceps rows with one knee and hand on the bench as he lifted a fifty-pound dumbbell up and down with his free hand. Coach assumed the same position molded to Dan's back. "Give me thirty," he husked into Dan's ear as his hands explored Dan's torso, massaging his taut belly, tweaking his nipples and teasing his treasure trail, while gently humping his nylon clad butt with his semi-hardon. His years on the playing field had taught Dan to obey his Coach and just follow directions, so he easily adopted a submissive attitude, accepting being manhandled by his now dominating sex doll. Dan was so turned on by his Coach's constant sexual stimulation that he forgot about the weight and just kept moving, losing count when Coach started nibbling his neck.

"Stop. That's fifty," Coach informed him.

Wow. Dan had been so lost in being teased and fondled that he could have done even more reps.

"Now work the other arm, Danny."

Dan eagerly changed positions, barely noticing that Coach had called him Danny. There was more groping, more humping, more nibbling... "Fifty. Good boy." Coach patted his nylon clad butt.

"Thanks, Coach," Danny basked in the approval. He was enjoying being a good boy for Coach.

The whole workout routine was like that, Coach spotting him through squats while molded to his back, whispering encouragements and compliments while gently rubbing his butt and crotch through his filmy shorts. It was the longest, most intense workout Dan had ever experienced...and his first edging session. It was both heavenly and pure hell. But by channeling all of Dan's sexual energy into the workout, it was amazingly productive in working all his core muscle groups to levels that hadn't seen since his college days. He was surely "feeling the burn" and was worried about being able to move tomorrow.

At long last, Dan figured that they were done for the day when Coach gave him yet another pat on the butt, "Good workout, Danny...good boy." But instead of heading for the exit, his coach was steering Dan to the back of the gym.

"Aren't we done, Coach," an exhausted and sweaty Dan asked breathlessly.

"Not quite, Danny," Coach answered and then Dan saw him grab one of the folding massage tables that Cindy couldn't live without but had rarely used. Coach set it up and patted the table, "Up you go, Danny." Dan climbed aboard and laid down on his belly, surreptitiously grinding his half hard cock into the padded table as Coach went through the unused oils in the cabinet until he found an acceptable one.

"Lay flat, Danny," Coach pushed Dan's head down into the open padded ring for his face and squirted some oil on his back. It was cold at first, but started to warm Dan's muscles as Coach kneaded it deeply into the sore back and shoulder muscles. Dan groaned under the onslaught as Coach dug in deep, working Dan's sore muscles with surprising strength. Working down his spine with fingers of steel, Dan was concerned he might never walk again and was relieved when Coach moved on to start working his butt. "Lift up, like a good boy, Danny." Dan complied obediently and Coach yanked his shorts down to his ankles, then popped off his sneakers and socks, leaving Dan splayed naked like a human sacrifice on the massage table.

Dan grunted as Coach kneaded his glutes deep and hard, but his cock popped up to full mast as his butt was manhandled by his Coach with the kung fu grip. Getting painfully aroused by submitting to another man exploring every inch of his anatomy was new territory for Dan and he felt like he was on a slippery slope. He could sense the innate masculine strength in Coach's hands which triggered some craving deep inside Dan that wanted Coach to take even more control over him. Sadly, Coach moved down to work his thighs and calves, before moving even further down to massage the soles of his feet with his thumbs.

"Fuuuuck...that's good...yeah...Coach," Dan lifted his head up and moaned in response to the foot massage. It felt amazing and Dan almost melted into the table as he dropped his face back into the ring.

"Looks like I found your sweet spot, Danny," Coach chuckled as he really dug his thumbs in.

"Mmmm...yeaaaaaahh...sooo good, Coach..." Dan moaned as he allowed himself to get lost in the delicious foot massage that seemed to make the world melt away. Coach then used both hands to give a gloriously deep massage to Dan's right foot before moving on to his left foot. Dan was literally putty in his Coach's strong hands as he turned to jelly under the relaxing foot massage.

All good things must come to an end... Coach took hold of Dan's left leg with the subtle warning, "Let's stretch you out, Danny." The next thing Dan knew, Coach was stretching his leg back toward his shoulder. When Dan protested Coach was unmoved, "Gotta stretch you out, boy. Otherwise, you may cramp up tomorrow." Dan felt like his leg was being pulled out of its socket as it was stretched further than Dan had attempted in a decade. Finally, it was over and Coach massaged the leg briefly before Coach inflicted the same torture on his right leg.

A solid swat on the butt, "Flip over, boy." Dan felt like he'd been run over by a truck but managed to roll onto his back. He enjoyed all to brief a foot massage before Coach started to twirl one of his feet and then the other, stretching out his ankles before moving on to his right thigh. After a deep massage of the solid muscle, Coach stretched the leg, pushing his knee to his shoulder, then straightening the calf. Again, Dan grunted and groaned under the strain as his hamstring stretched further than it had in a long time. "No pain, no gain," Coach stated the simple fact as he limbered his boy up. Dan didn't breathe a sigh of relief when it ended because he knew the same thing would be inflicted on his left leg.

After his boy's legs were sufficiently stretched, Coach moved onto Dan's neck and shoulders. Coach massaged his neck and shoulders down to the collarbone then supported him with a hand at the back of his head while he folded the head support back under the table. Dan enjoyed having Coach gently cradle his head and gently moving it around to stretch out his neck, relieving the stress that he didn't even realize was there. "Just let it hang," Coach advised as he slowly lowered Dan's head until it dangled off the end of the table.

As Coach moved on to massage Dan's arms and chest, Dan felt something warm lightly brush the tip of his nose. He opened his eyes and realized the obvious...he was face to face with Coach's bulging package!

Dan had never, ever been this close to another guy's junk and swallowed the saliva his mouth suddenly produced. He could sense the heat emanating from it and for the first time, the scent of another man's crotch filled his nostrils. Since Coach was wearing his underwear from yesterday, Dan wasn't sure how much of the scent was his own or if it really mattered since Coach's equipment was a twin of his own. Above him, Coach moved on to massage his other arm and the swelling bulge brushed more firmly against his nose and lips, causing his own exposed cock to jerk to half-mast in response.

"Looks like someone is enjoying himself," Coach chuckled as he deliberately pressed his growing bulge against his boy's face. "It's okay, Danny," Coach soothed as he reached down and lowered his boxer briefs to rub his bare cock against Dan's face. "It's just us guys here. Nobody will ever know..."

Dan gulped as the hard cock left a trail of pre-cum across his chin and lips. He had said almost the same thing to his college roommate the first time he had rubbed his cock across Timmy's lips. Timmy had become his daily cum dump after that. A quick calculation chilled Dan when he realized that after that first time he had shot over a thousand loads down Timmy's throat. How many gallons of cum would that work out to be...?

Coach's hard cock pressing against his lips quickly brought him back to the present. Coach massaged his pecs and flicked his thumbs over Dan's erect nipples, causing him to gasp. That was all it took for the cockhead to breach the opening. "Good boy," Coach encouraged as he slid an inch inside the welcoming warmth of Dan's mouth. "Make me feel good, Danny..."

Dan suddenly wanted to prove he could be a good boy and make his coach feel good. It was like a dam had given way and Dan started to use the same techniques that Danny had used on him this morning. He grabbed Coach's butt as he sealed his lips around the shaft, minding his teeth, hollowing his cheeks, sucking and tonguing the shaft as Coach fed him more.

Coach kneaded his pecs and flicked his nipples as he started to hump Dan's mouth, driving a little deeper on each thrust. The angle was perfect for Dan's clutching throat to accept the full length of the cock as Coach used him like a sex doll. "Yeah, Danny...you got it all...good boy...good boy..." Coach husked above him as he reamed his boy's throat with the full length of his cock, his balls bouncing off Dan's nose.

Dan was so proud of himself. He was a good boy. He was Coach's good boy. It was his first time sucking a cock and he was taking it all like a champ. He almost choked when Coach returned the favor and swallowed Dan's hard cock, sixty-nining him. The gym echoed with sucking slurping sounds as two males in their prime orally serviced each other with increasing passion.

Dan lost it first, jerking spasmodically on the table as he shot his load down Coach's sucking throat. A few moments later, Coach pulled off and stood up. he stopped humping and left just the head in Dan's mouth. "Take it, Danny. Swallow it all like a good boy," Coach rubbed his cock a few times and exploded into his boy's mouth. Dan moaned as he felt a track of fresh man cream land on the roof of his mouth then another...and another...and another until his mouth was full.