"Boxman, please come to my lab," demanded Professor Venomous over Lord Boxman's office intercom.
"Huh. I wonder what he wants," Boxman muttered as he pressed a key on his calculator. He finished his current calculation and shoved some papers aside before standing up. "I was getting tired of this, anyway," he mumbled. Administration was his least favorite aspect of his job. He preferred being in his laboratory developing new robots and crushing the plaza. Though, cross-developing projects with Venomous was quickly becoming a favorite activity. Maybe Venomous had a new idea for something that they could do together.
He curiously, but collectedly made his way down the hallway to Venomous' lab. Boxman knocked on the metal door and waited for a response. The door swung open. Professor Venomous stood before him.
"Thanks for being so prompt," replied Venomous. He allowed Boxman to enter the room before locking the door behind him.
Boxman looked around the lab. "So, why did you call me here?"
Professor Venomous smirked. "I have another ahem project."
Boxman sighed. "I should have figured. What do you need me to do?"
"Just disrobe below your waist and have a seat."
With the direct, clinical orders and sterile environment, Boxman felt as if he were in a doctor's office. He sighed again as he pulled off his remaining pants leg. Professor Venomous grinned, arms crossed across his chest, as he closely watched Boxman remove his clothing. It was surprisingly easy to get Boxman to be his lab rat.
From his lab bench, Venomous produced a container that looked similar to a matchbox. "Now, I need you to hold still. Hold up your penis," he instructed. With his human hand, Boxman held his member from underneath so that it was parallel with the floor. With a fluid motion of his hand, Venomous pushed open the box. He overturned it and gently shook it over Boxman's penis. Out poured a number of ant-like creatures. Boxman gulped. He struggled to keep still as he held back his nervous tremors.
"Wha- What do plan to do with these—these ants?" Boxman said through bated breath.
"Replication data," Venomous stated plainly. "By the way, you can relax. They won't hurt you. They lack the mandibles actual ants have."
Boxman heaved his shoulders and relaxed slightly. As he took a deep breath, he noticed a tingling sensation on his penis. The feeling was actually quite pleasant. As Boxman focused on the sensation, he eased up more.
"Hmm, well, results are turning out to be the same," Venomous commented. He peered closely at Boxman's dick, watching the ants walking about in erratic patterns. He was tempted to manhandle it, but he didn't want to compromise his data nor crush the organisms.
"Eh? What do you mean?" Boxman tilted his head to its side.
As Venomous scribed clean, meticulous figures on a clipboard, he remarked, "Their feet have small barbed hooks which massage human skin. This, in turn, stimulates the blood vessels found beneath and in your epidermis. And, depending upon where these blood vessels are located, other bodily side effects may occur. For example, considering that your penile tissue is being massaged, an erection may result."
As Boxman plaintively watched Venomous, he started, "So, you're saying…"
"Move your hand. It's making you hard."
"I'm hard?!" exclaimed Boxman. He removed his hand from out under his penis, and realized it stood on its own without his assistance. "Oh," he muttered.
"You must be ultra-sensitive to them," Venomous said while holding up his clipboard and a stopwatch. "You became erect three minutes and sixteen seconds quicker than m-, I mean, quicker than the last subject—I've been timing you—and your penis is redder than usual."
"Oh…" Boxman repeated. His mind was momentarily blank as he focused on the creatures crawling. Their movement brought forth a rational thought: Just how are we going to remove all of these ants? The more he fixated on this thought, the less the feeling of the bugs became pleasant.
Noticing Boxman's frown, Venomous asked, "Are you doing okay?"
Boxman cleared his throat. "How are we going to get these ants off of my dick? Are we going to shake them off? Pick them off?" As Boxman shifted in his chair, he reached down reflexively to pick at the ants.
Venomous swatted at Boxman's hand. "I have a more precise way. All of these bugs are females. When a mate is nearby, they swarm toward him. I shall place a male in their box and they'll return to it," explained Venomous.
Boxman's frown dissolved and he threw his hands high into the air. "Oh, thank goodness!"
"Did you want me to gather the bugs now?"
"Um, yeah, that would probably be a good idea." Boxman didn't care if the creatures made him come or not. He wanted to be free from the anxiety they were causing.
Venomous uncapped a test tube that contained a singular bug. He reached into the tube with a pair of forceps and he managed to grab the male bug safely across his abdomen. Venomous gingerly pulled it out of the tube, but his hand slipped. "Damn!" He ended up crushing the creature.
Venomous sighed and scratched his head. "Hindsight is always twenty-twenty. I should've just dumped it into the box," he muttered.
"What?" inquired Boxman.
"I killed the bug, and he was the only male I had. The exoskeletons are weaker on the males. I'll have to splice some more later." Venomous was more perturbed about crushing the creature than sealing his partner's fate.
Boxman's eyes grew big and he wrung his hands. "So, what are we going to do?" He started to shake in fear.
"I've got plenty of these guys, so we'll just kill them off," Venomous said nonchalantly as he held his chin in his hand.
"Pesticide? On my dick?! Sounds dangerous!"
"No! I have an entirely differently plan!" Venomous scolded. He reached into an algae-coated, ten-gallon aquarium on his lab bench and pulled out a grey eel-like creature. "Here. We'll use this,"
Boxman waved his hands frantically. "What… What… What is it going to do to me?!" Despite all of the capers Venomous had pulled on Boxman, this was still a frightening prospect.
"Relax, Boxman. It has no teeth, but it sucks. Hard. Why don't you feel it for yourself?" Venomous said as he put the eel's mouth flush to Boxman's glans. Venomous let go of the eel as it engulfed Boxman's cock. Loud, smacking noises sounded as the creature increased its suction.
"Oh. Oh," Boxman began to moan. He watched the eel writhe as he bucked his hips. The creature increased its suction even more. "OOOOH!" shouted Boxman as he threw his head back. He reached down to give his balls a massage. Despite being in sheer ecstasy, Boxman's mind wasn't a blank. He wondered if Venomous used this creature to masturbate from time to time.
"Whenever it is finished eating, it will stop sucking. It'll eat about anything, but these bugs are a treat," informed Professor Venomous. Boxman didn't want the creature to stop sucking. It reminded him of the best blow job he ever had received. It was by the Masked Marauder whom he ended up dating only as a one-night stand. The eel's sucking was such a powerful yet tender sensation and so deliciously wet.
The suction was about to break. Boxman continued to stroke his balls as he panted loudly. Suddenly, his hearing cut out as he felt the tension in his gut dissipate and shoot outwards. His body tensed up as he shot his seed into the creature's maw. The eel started sucking hard again.
"Hmm, I guess it enjoys your cum," Venomous said with a wide smile. "That makes the two of us," he muttered.
The creature loosened as finished dining upon Lord Boxman's fluids. As Venomous returned the creature to its tank, Boxman continued to pant as fatigue settled in. His mind was racing with thoughts of what had just transpired. He sat slumped back on the stool as he watched Venomous pace.
"What's wrong… P.V.?" asked Boxman.
"I didn't get much data from this at all. I also had to destroy some bugs. Such a waste," he grumbled. Venomous pounded his fist into his open hand and shook his head.
"I wouldn't call it a complete waste," started Boxman. "I had fun. And I learned something about you: you like to use these projects on yourself when you're lonely, don't you?"
Venomous' eyes widened. "How did you know?"
"Well, you knew so much about what these creatures do."
"Hmm, it was that obvious," he muttered as he crossed his arms across his chest.
"Don't be ashamed. Why don't we play with them more together," confided Boxman as he stood up and stroked Venomous' back with his human hand.
Venomous turned around and gave Boxman a kiss on the cheek. "That's why I love you. It sounds like a plan."