His testicles needed massaging, and his nipples tingled, and he couldn’t touch all these places at once, and… and it would just feel so much better if someone was there to help him.īut Bobby simply gaped at him, opening and closing his mouth and then, unbelievably, blushing. He would have liked for Bobby to come help him with what he was doing. He looked at Bobby, and for a moment, he knew his face held… longing.

When Bobby, who was programmed, with Kate, to simply come and go randomly like real people opened the door to their bedroom and caught him.Īnderson’s penis gave an abortive little twitch in his hand and then went limp as all of Anderson’s blood rushed to his face. He brought his other hand down to cup them, to squeeze, and something amazing was happening, something truly fantastic that threatened to stop his heart and open his world, and he was reaching, and reaching, and reaching. There was a building sensation then, down underneath his testicles, and they seemed to tighten, to draw up to the underside of his body. He was surprised when a little bit of fluid spurted out the end, but it felt good when he used his thumb to play with the hot wet as it spread over the head of his penis. This time he whimpered and then wrapped his fist around it and did it again.

That felt so good he shuddered, spread his thighs on his bed, and did it again. He put his thumb and fingers on either side of it then and began to play with the stiffness, stroking his foreskin up to cover the sensitive head and clenching tightly down because the counterpressure seemed to ease the ache at the bottom. There was a place that felt like a stretched string on the underside, and when he tickled that, his entire body quivered, and he had to sit down. He continued his two-finger exploration and found that the ridge of the large-sized, off-center, mushroom-shaped head was particularly sensitive when the foreskin was back. Gingerly, he pulled back his foreskin to find that the pink flesh underneath was especially tender, which he knew from cleaning it, but now in its erect state, the touch around that tenderness caused the engorgement to increase. It was still semi-erect, and the head was starting to poke out of the little cowl formed by his foreskin. Standing in front of his bed, he started to investigate it. It was large and engorged, thick and sensitive, and, well, Bobby and Kate weren’t there, so why not? He was thinking of simply leaving his stylus and electronic school pad in his desk and dressing for a run, but when he went to take off his coveralls, there it was.

A Solid Core of Alpha by Amy Lane