I was dumbfounded at first. He waited for an answer for a few moments, then turned around and started caressing his body. I instantly felt bad for being slow and blurted out, “I wouldn't mind doing what you're doing, for example, and everything else too.”
He gave me a curious look and then said, “Everything could be expensive…”
“Well, I was wondering about this Trades thing I've heard about”, I said hesitantly. “The cab driver said you were the best”, I added, trying to upgrade my image a little.
At this his face lit up with a beautiful smile and he stepped towards me, smiling and looking into my eyes. He reached down and started to stroke my hard member through my jeans. “That's right, I am the best on trades, and for you…” He seemed to be measuring my straining tool with his fingers, for you everything is $300.
That was much less than I thought it would be, and I quickly agreed. I counted out the cash, adding an extra hundred and handed it too him. He took it and left the room, promising to be right back.
Hhe did come back shortly, closed and locked the door and strolled sexily to the bed and laid down on his side, looking at me. “Come here, Andy”, she growled enticingly.
I walked over beside the bed whereupon he immediately began again rubbing my groin through my pants and undulating in a very distracting way. As he did this he picked up a thin loop of metal and placed it firmly on his head with her other hand. Then he stopped fondling me and picked up another metal loop and handed it to me. “Put this on”, he said, helping me to get it firmly seated like his was.
He started to rub and massage me again, then unzipped my jeans and drew out my purple stiffy. “Hi there!” said Dick joyously. He stroked slowly but purposefully until I thought it was going to be all over. He kissed the very head of the cock, licked it and rubbed it against one pec.
I moaned and he laughed softly. “Yes, you'll do fine”, he laughed. This”, he pointed at a box that looked like a hi-fi receiver with the legend 'SH-1000', “is a sensorium i/o hub and it can actually route brain signals from my brain to yours and from yours to mine.”
I moaned again and managed to ask, “You mean I'll feel what you feel?”
At this point he took my entire dick in her mouth and sucked it's entire length a few times then, removed it, wiped his mouth and said, “Yeah, kind of like that. You see, that's the trades part…” He started sucking expertly on my cock again but now held up what looked like a remote control and showed me his finger hovering over a button that said 'Trade'. I was in mid-moan when he pressed the button.
There was no sound, no motion, no transition whatsoever, but I was instantly lying on the bed, and there was a big cock in my mouth; at least I thought it was a cock because those things against my chin seemed to be balls.
I froze, my mouth a surprised (and filled) O. The man standing with his crotch in my face reached down and plucked the remote control out of my paralyzed hand, the one that wasn't on his ass.
At this I managed to move my head backwards and the dick came out of my mouth with a soft plop, but I noticed my lips and fingers were still covered with spit, I just kept saying it's only spit. “What….”, I said, even more taken back by the strange voice that I was using to say it.
“That's the trade”, said the man with a grin.
“But, I'm you…”, I said breathlessly, aware of enormous pecs heaving on my chest.
“I know it seems that way, and that I'm you, but actually the unit is just sending my sensory and motor impulses to you and yours to me.
“But I didn't want to be a bottom”, I said slowly, starting to notice strange sensations from strange places.
“Think of it this way…”, the man smiled smugly, “This man in front of you just paid this establishment $300 for you to do everything and both parties agreed. You, with the mouth and ass, are the punk and I with this raging hard-on am the customer. And you may not have lasted very long, but baby, I know a few tricks and I believe I can fuck the shit out of you for about 3 hours, let's just see if I can't…”
I reeled back on the bed in horror, and started to reach up to take off the metal headset. Before I could get a hold of the metal loop, though, the man held up the remote control and pushed another button.
I immediately rolled over, grabbed the man's cock and after flicking it against one pec a few times plunged it into my mouth and started sucking it in and out as if it contained the cure for a fatal disease that I had.
The man moaned several times then managed to say, “This is the trances part, there's other parts of your brain that we can control too. Now don't try to touch that headset again until I've gotten my 300 dollars worth or else I'll be fucking you in the ass. He moaned a few times, as I involuntarily tightened my anal sphincter and something else. I kept sucking desperately, until he started to come in great hot dollops, which, to my astonished dismay, I worked my throat and swallowed several times, getting all of it but a dribble running down my lower lip and chin. Dazedly I wiped it off with one finger and popped it into my mouth. Only then did control of the body return to me. I rolled over and stared at the man, one hand to my still sticky lips.
As I started to come out of it I stared at the man then suddenly smiled myself. “I thought you said you'd last for 3 hours, and you already came. I guess we've done everything now, huh?”
He laughed, then said, “Oh, that was just for openers, baby, now you have to get me hard again.”
I refused, only to be thrown savagely down on the bed, and to have his cock lay between my heaving man tits.
“Put it in your hand, or you'll have it in your ass,” he said quietly, and I noticed the remote still in his hand.
I gingerly reached for the organ pulsing between my pec and noticed with some dismay that the button he was holding his finger over was labeled 'Ass'. I wondered just what other buttons that thing had on it. I reluctantly touched the cock with one finger, and then managed to cup one small hand around it, not moving it at all.
“Listen, I'm not a fag, you…” I started again, and he purposefully held up the remote and showed me that he was pressing 'Oral'. The second he did, I instantly popped it in my mouth and began sucking again. He hit 'Cancel', and I sheepishly removed it.
“Stroke it.”, he said quietly, and I complied, saying nothing.
He reached down and started squeezing one nipple, causing me to gasp. I continued to slide my hand up and down his member, noticing now that it was getting hard again. “This is not good”, I thought, as I also noticed my rock hard erection between my legs.
“I just can't do this… ”, I suddenly said and removed my hand.
“All right, then,” he said matter-of-factly and pressed a button on the remote. With a blank look on my face I slowly flipped over and spread my legs wide apart, reached down and began fingering my asshole. Now I was really hard, but I couldn't stop. After a minute of this he pushed another button and my hands stopped their dirty work. I couldn't unspread my legs, however, so I settled for covering my butthole with both hands, gritting my teeth as I panted and glared at the man kneeling over me. He looked down at me for a few seconds, and then shrugged. He pushed one more button on the remote and then laid it down.
“Ass in the air, shut up!”, he commanded. I clamped my mouth shut and, with my face in a pillow, and knees spread, waved my ass sexily behind me. I felt a hand land on one hip, and then something was touching me somewhere.
He grasped my other hip with his other hand, then pulled me back and shoved forward, splitting me in half.
“Owww OOO OWW”,” I couldn't help moaning, as I thought, “I'm boned, boy am I boned.”
He pulled me back and forward on his cock over and over. I looked down to see his balls slapping my crotch. All I could do is strain towards the ceiling with my ass to help him ream me out.
After a long time, I couldn't help myself. “You fucking prick…” I began through gritted teeth.
He shoved my ass away from him and said angrily, “OK you little fag, watch this little trick!”
He walked over to the night table, opened a drawer and took out a small sledgehammer. Starting to think he was going to do something crazy, I watched numbly as he smashed the SH-1000 into Asian-made rubble. Nothing happened.
He grinned, then walked over to me and grabbed the metal loop off of my head, then removed his own, throwing them both behind him. I sat on the bed in shock. He began to caress both of my pecs and twiddling with the nipples.
“The other guys told me that you could make this permanent, but you know, I never really believed them…” He said with a grin as he pushed me back on the bed. His other hand guided him back into my ass and he began pumping once again.
“Who's the boycunt now?” as he ground his pubic hair into my ass crack.
“Who's the fucking punk now?” as his hips pushed my already spread legs outwards.
“Who's the boycunt?” he groaned as he rammed into me and I began to feel a warm pulsing spurt deep in my center, which was in me, where he was.