Notes: #689: Jake has a vine/tentacle fetish. Dirk found out and put some...special settings in Dirkbot, (his multiple arms weren't just for thumbs down during strifing). Jake found out the fun way and is still debating whether or not he should send the video to Dirk or not.
The dastardly contraption of metal parts was kicking his rump. Even on easy mode, the thing still managed to one up him in a round of fisticuffs. He had it this time though, he was recorded the fight, learning it's secrets for next time. Next time he would triumph! This time though he just needed to hold his own so he could get enough footage. The robot had him in an arm lock, forcing him to the ground where it….caressed the back of his head. Thick metal fingers trailing down his spine through his clothes, distracting him momentarily from the other hands which were reaching around his front, stroking him through his clothes. He whined, cheeks burning with embarrassment, the blasted contraption shouldn't get him riled up like this. It was the first time he had been touched this way by hands that weren't his own.
The mental hands seemed to know everything he liked though. Long rough stroked through his shorts, making them feel smaller than they already are. A soft gyration against his ass making him groan, which started a whole new series of manuvers.
A small grainy voice "Initiating subroutine FJFA-001. Please confirm that you are JAKE ENGLISH."
"…I am…?" He wanted to look at the infuriating machine, but the arms kept him firmly in place.
"The following procedure is meant to pleasurable for you. If at any time you experience pain, discomfort, or want to stop, please say 'Red' to terminate the program, alternatively, if you find it difficult to speak," The robot removed one of his hands from Jake's waist, entwining strong chrome fingers with comparatively delicate flesh ones. "Please stretch out your fingers to terminate the program."
"…okay?"
The many arms turned him around to face Brobot, "This is the tool that will be used in this sequence." A well lubricated erotic looking tapered appendage fell out of the robot's pelvis and immediately began wriggling. Jake was nearly drool, that was going to be inside him. "Is the tool satisfactory?"
"Yes, fuck yes." Jake groaned.
The event happened at lightning speed. Clothes were torn from Jake's body, the tentacle slowly rotating at his entrance, like it was drilling its way inside. Two hands kept him in place, while the forth held his hand as he gripped it hard and the third was tracing soothing circles in the small of his back. Once the appendage was fully seated inside with began to flail while the tip never left his prostate, applying varying amounts of pressure, always keeping him guessing and excited. No time to even get used to the feeling as the hand from his back disappeared and reappeared, lubed and pumping his dick. He would have squirmed with overstimulation if the two metal appendages weren't completely locking him down, increasing his overall excited until his came into the robot's hand. Attempting to thrash against his bonds.
The robot continued through his orgasm before retracting all hands and the tentacle dick. Carrying him to his room and placing him on the bed, holding him close. The faint heat from Jake's body moments before could still be felt. Jake remembered the camera that was still on outside. Maybe he should send Dirk a copy.