Winston could feel the heat radiating off the telescreen. It was the warmth of Big Brother, omnipresent and omnipotent. Winston gently stroked the telescreen knowing that Big Brother was watching. Winston reached for the camera and grappled it moving it through his hands expertly. He could feel the smooth, coolness of its surface as he ran his fingers over it, caressing the thing that was part of Big Brother. Slowly, Winston stuck out his tongue and began to lick the lens of the camera knowing that Big Brother loved him as much as he loved Big Brother. He could hear the camera whirring as the cameras adjusted to the moist, wet inside of his throat. He could feel Big Brother in him, filling him up with love. Winston let his tongue dance across the metallic surface tasting Big Brother. He disentangled his tongue from the camera and slowly took his overalls off. Winston stood in front of the telescreen, feeling Big Brother's warmth radiate onto his stark naked body. He groped for the camera one more time, allowing Big Brother to see just how much Winston loved him. Suddenly, the telescreen spoke in the voice that could only be Big Brother's, "Smith 6969, bend over". He got onto his hands and knees obeying Big Brother mindlessly. The camera moved and pressed itself against Winston. Winston moved backwards allowing the cold, hard surface press against the walls of his anus. He groaned and moaned as he slid the camera further into him, until he felt it slide in all the way. "Good," exclaimed the telescreen, "Wonderful work Smith, but can you show me more of the love you have?" Winston, determined to release all his love for Big Brother, moaned as he slowly and painfully pulled away from the camera. Then with a quick sudden movement, thrust his hips back and let Big Brother slide back into him. He continued to do this getting faster and faster until he could feel Big Brother's love filling up his insides once more. The camera, still lodged in him, began to move and turn around as Big Brother pleasured an fulfilled Winston's love. He could feel himself filling up with Big Brother. All that mattered now an forever was Big Brother.