Lord Boxman sat before his workbench and whiteboard, lost in concentration. He had been intent on chasing a train of thought: trying to attack Lakewood Plaza Turbo with a series of smaller machines rather than his human-sized bots. He fumbled with turning a miniature Phillips-head screw that struggled to go into place. It wasn't his hands that were causing the problem, but rather his dim eyesight that was failing with age. Even Boxman's glasses were proving not to be helpful. Despite how frustrating this was and how often this interfered with creating robots, he was too stubborn to fashion a new mechanical eye for himself.

"Hmph. Maybe you should be developing a vacuum to clean this messy lab," said a suave, miffed voice.

Boxman jumped, nearly throwing the miniature screwdriver he was gripping. Before him, across the bench, stood Professor Venomous. Lord Boxman glanced at him through his glasses, seeing nothing but a blurry mess. He peered over his glasses, getting a much clearer view of Venomous.

"Oh! What brings you here, Venomous?" inquired Boxman. He set down his tiny screwdriver and screw and looked at the professor with rapt attention.

"I don't know how you find anything in this zoo," lamented Professor Venomous, as he nudged an elbow pipe with the toe of his shoe.

The corners of Boxman's mouth turned to an exaggerated frown. He began to pout. "You came here to criticize my housekeeping?"

"Actually, I came here for something else," Venomous said alluringly. "But I'm afraid it can't get done until you clean this place up," he said with his voice increasingly rising as he spoke and his hands on his hips.

"B-but, I can find th-th-things just fine. Now where's that wrench?" mumbled Boxman as he groped around the bench for his tool. He sifted through a mound of bolts and lifted several piles of sheet metal before pausing. "Oh," he muttered. Maybe Professor Venomous was correct.

Venomous groaned at the sight and pinched the area above the bridge of his nose. "Look. Can you promise me that you'll clean up your lab—no, bench—by the end of the workday?"

Boxman let out a heaving sigh. "I'm not sure if I can, P.V. You know that I have a little problem with being neat," he said with a nervous chuckle. "Besides, I'm working on a new project for attacking the Plaza. Those Plaza brats have been so resilient as of late..."

Lord Boxman trailed off as he noticed anger build in Venomous' eyes. Veins bulged on his otherwise smooth forehead. But suddenly, Venomous' expression softened. A devious smirk slithered its way across his face.

"Hmm. I have a deal for you. If you clean up, I'll give you a little reward. I'll let you choose the location and what we'll do," Professor Venomous said, punctuating his statement with a wink of his eye.

Boxman's eyes widened with glee and he clapped his hands. "Ooh, you mean it?"

"Well, we have to do something about this dreadful mess. Of course, if you don't clean up, the deal is off," Venomous said nonchalantly.

"Mm. You can count on me to get this done!" loudly exclaimed Boxman as he knocked over a stack of pipes.

"Heh, I'll see you in a couple of hours," said Venomous as he left the laboratory.

At first, Boxman debated getting his robotic children involved with the cleaning. But while they always did a satisfactory job of cleaning (which couldn't always be said for their other activities), Boxman was never able to figure out their systems of organization. Also, considering there were top-secret projects in his lab from time to time, he would rather keep their meddling eyes away from business. While there were no confidential projects at the moment, there items that he'd rather keep away from their prying hands.

Thus, Boxman took on the job of organizing and wiping down the bench himself. He gathered a bunch of sundry pickle and olive jars leftover from snacks and lunches for storing smaller items such as lug nuts and metal bins for larger items. Boxman decided to go as far as to sort out his drawers on his bench as those were disorganized, too. There even was a large drawer in which he kept some special items which would come in handy for his and Professor Venomous' deal.

By the time Venomous returned to the robotics laboratory, Lord Boxman was spraying and wiping the bench with heavy duty cleanser while humming a tune. All Boxman had to do was place the bins and jars on the bench in an orderly fashion.

"Wow, this looks spectacular, Boxman. I'm impressed," Professor Venomous voiced.

Due to his excitement, Boxman took no time at all to place the items on the bench. As Boxman went over to the sink and to wash cleanser off his hands, he seductively wiggled his eyebrows and leered at Professor Venomous. "Ready whenever you are," he said.

"Where do you want to do it?" inquired the professor matter-of-factly.

"Here. That way, we can admire my handiwork. I did a good job, didn't I?" snickered Lord Boxman as he edged closer to Venomous. Boxman gently traced his human hand along his partner's crotch. He could feel Venomous' shaft and glans as ran his hand along the fabric of his pants. Boxman was driven both by his sense of accomplishment and the reward that lay ahead.

"Someone is enjoying these negotiations," the Venomous stated as he reached down to give Boxman a kiss on his lips. He gently sucked Boxman's lower lip before sliding his tongue into Lord Boxman's mouth. Boxman slid his tongue against that of the bioengineer and thought about how wonderful he tasted. The taste of the kiss reminded him of why he loved Venomous as much as he did. As their kissing grew more intense, Boxman rubbed Venomous' groin with more fervor. Through the fabric of the bioengineer's pants, Boxman could feel Venomous gradually stiffen.

"Oh, I got to let it free," anxiously gasped Venomous as he pulled down his pants and boxers. Boxman admired how the purple penis seemed to come to life before him as Venomous struggled to pull down his pants and boxers around his boots. Lord Boxman was entranced with how the slim dick and balls jiggled as Venomous disrobed from the waist down. Before Boxman realized it, he was hard, too.

"Oh! Take them off!" Venomous whined as he gestured towards Boxman's pants. Boxman unfastened his suspenders before pulling down his pants and briefs. His girthy cock was no longer suffocated by the fabric prison as it stood attention before Professor Venomous.

Both looked hungrily at each other's penis before allowing them to come in contact. Boxman could feel a pleasant tugging at his heart as both men's dicks began to touch. The men stood rubbing the glans of their penises together, sometimes slowly, other times rapidly. "This feels good, doesn't it?" affirmed Boxman. Professor Venomous raggedly nodded his head as he bit his lip. The frotting was lubricated by the precum that dripped from their cocks. Both of them emitted heavy breathing which broke the silence.

Boxman paused, and asked Venomous, "Do you mind if you take me?"

Venomous weakly smiled. "I did say you that you could decide what we can do."

Boxman bent over and opened his special drawer. "What do you have in there, Box?" The drawer contained a variety of dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, cock rings, sleeves, lube, most of which Boxman crafted himself.

Lord Boxman grabbed a moderately-sized silicone butt plug from the drawer and a bottle of water-based lube. "Put this in me," Boxman ordered as he got down on his hands and knees. Venomous soaked his fingers in lubricant and gently inserted his index finger into Boxman's asshole. Lord Boxman chuckled as he was fingered.

"What the hell are you laughing about?" inquired Venomous with a slight annoyed tone in his voice. He was finding that his concentration was deteriorating.

"Well, I cleaned up and got organized around here, so you were able find my asshole, right?" jested Boxman.

Venomous rolled his eyes and huffed as he inserted a second finger in Boxman's entrance. Boxman stopped laughing and started breathing heavily. Professor Venomous slid his fingers back and forth in moderate tempo for a bit removing them. "I think you're ready for the plug," he said while lubing the toy. He put the tip of the toy in with no problem as it was engulfed by Boxman's entrance. He slowly inserted the rest of the toy up to its base, pausing at intervals. Venomous held back a bit of anxiety in his gut as he made certain that Lord Boxman didn't clench while he slid it. The fullness of the toy felt quite delicious to Boxman. Boxman jittered with a certain electric energy as he could feel the plug resting against his engorged prostate.

"You've been patient, so it's your turn," commented Boxman as he pulled out a smooth long slim green plastic vibrator from the drawer.

"You're going to prep me with that?" inquired Venomous about the toy.

"Yep," replied Lord Boxman as he lubed the length of the vibrator.

Venomous bent over and propped himself against the bench and Lord Boxman teased the professor's entrance with the toy. Boxman turned on the vibrator to its lowest setting. Professor Venomous hissed cheerfully as Boxman continued to rub the toy against his entrance in gentle circles. Gingerly, Boxman inserted the tip of the vibrator and turned up the toy another notch. Professor Venomous' eyes bulged. "Oh, Boxman, put it in further!" he whined. Venomous emitted a high pitched wail of intense pleasure as the vibrator was inserted deeper. He continued to whimper as Boxman slid the toy back and forth. Boxman grinned and gritted his teeth.

Boxman amusedly watched Venomous' body shake. He couldn't wait to insert his cock in Venomous' tight purple ass. He slid the toy out of Venomous' asshole and lubed the entire length of his cock. Boxman's dick throbbed in excitement as he lined the head up with Venomous' entrance. "Ah. Feels so good…" Boxman breathed as he plunged his length into the bioengineer, feeling Venomous' warm tightness enveloping his meaty dick.

Boxman reached around and slid his human hand over Venomous' shaft and rested his chicken hand on the professor's hip. Venomous trembled even more as Boxman stroked him, mostly concentrating his hand on his sensitive frenulum. Boxman jerked his hips back and forth so that his balls gently slapped against Venomous. The clean lab bench definitely didn't matter at the moment; the closeness of their bodies and the arousal they were feeling consumed their present consciousness.

"Boxman, I'm going to come!" screamed Venomous. Boxman felt Venomous clench his asshole as his seed shot forth and splattered the lab bench.

"Ooh… naughty boy. You'll have to clean that… later," Boxman said with a huge grin as the lab bench returned to Boxman's consciousness. He stopped stroking Venomous. "I'm gonna cum in your ass… …and make it messy," mumbled Lord Boxman with a sultry note to his voice. Shortly afterwards, his body started jerking all over. Boxman felt an intense throbbing sensation from his dick, one that felt as if he were erupting like a volcano. Boxman's load dribbled out of the Venomous' asshole.

"Phew!" exclaimed Boxman as Venomous gently removed the butt plug from Boxman's entrance. "Now these are negotiations that I can get behind!" Boxman exclaimed.

Boxman and Venomous caressed each other as they hugged. "Mmm, I'm really proud of you for cleaning up," commented Venomous.

"Are you really?" asked Boxman.

"Yeah, now for you to clean up the rest of this place," Venomous stated plainly with a grin.

"We'll need some more negotiations for that!"