Note: This story was inspired by the robot novels of the late, and sorely missed, Isaac Asimov. Readers of The Steel Caves, The Naked Sun and Robot Dawn will recognize the characters of Earthman investigator Elijah Baley and his robotic partner R. Daneel Olivaw. For those unfamiliar with the books, their plots and characters, I have concocted the story in such a way that familiarity with Asimov's writing will not detract from the narrative.
"First Law" refers to the Laws that govern robotic behavior. There are three such laws, but First Law is the most important. It states, "A robot may not harm a human being, or, through inaction, allow a human being to come to harm." Positronic refers to the artificial brains implanted in robots that guide their actions and intelligence.
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Lije Baley's Perfect Love Part One
Plainclothesman Lije Baley awoke with a start. He'd had the dream again, and as before woke bathed in sweat -- frightened, breathing hard -- yet with an aching erection.
Why must he dream about Daneel? And why this same dream, over and over?
Baley was on his way home to Earth via hyperspace, having successfully solved the question of who on the planet Aurora had incapacitated -- or caused its "brain-freeze," as the robotisists have it -- of the humaniform robot Jander. In doing so, he had also saved his own career. But more important, his investigative triumph had saved Earth and paved the way for further space colonization by Earth's billions.
Baley's sometime humaniform partner R. Daneel Olivaw (the "R" was for robot) was accompanying him on the flight, just as he had when Baley had been sent on his journey from Earth to Aurora. Although Daneel was doing so officially as Baley's protector, there was little if any reason to believe this was strictly necessary. But Auroran protocol demanded it, and Baley suspected that Daneel wished to act in this capacity in order to spend a little more time with him. A robot cannot, of course, feel love or even a smaller emotion like friendship, but in his own mechanical fashion, Daneel considered himself Lije Baley's friend. On some obscure level, Baley's presence gave the robot a kind of pleasure through the artificial construct of his positronic brain.
Lije understood the emotional underpinning of his dream. He thought he knew when it had started, even if he had not been aware of that understanding at the moment it took root.
It began when he had examined the brain-frozen humaniform robot Jander, after the Solarian transplant Gladia had admitted she shared a sexual relationship with Jander, one that had given her such pleasure she had experienced her first orgasms and had considered their pairing a marriage. It was an unusual situation, to say the least.
Lije knew that Jander would possess anatomically correct features, of course; he had seen Daneel naked in the Community Personal back on Earth and knew that humaniforms possessed male genitalia and pubic hair. What he did not suspect, until Gladia told him, was that these robots could become tumescent, that they could -- and would -- assent to sex with a human if they believed (under the First Law of Robotics) that doing so would give pleasure to the human and withholding it would give pain.
That was startling enough on its own, but even more remarkable was that, when he turned Jander over onto his belly, he found nestled between the perfectly proportioned (and disturbingly round and firm) buttocks, a very human- looking anus.
Why should a robot possess an asshole, he wondered? They didn't eat, and if they had to, removed the food-sac themselves. They certainly didn't excrete.
He could only assume that it was part of the overall design of the robots made by Doctor Fastolfe and his late partner Doctor Sarton, to insure their robotic creations were correct in every exterior feature.
However logical this design, Lije Baley could not help but suppress a shudder at seeing Jander's hairless, puckered anus. It disturbed him, in ways he could not understand.
But then, he had been unexpectedly disturbed since being reunited with Robot Daneel Olivaw on the hyperspace flight from Earth to Aurora, when on seeing his old, erstwhile detective partner, he had embraced the humaniform robot with a passion that surprised him.
He told himself it was because Daneel's sudden appearance alleviated his own feelings of utter isolation and loneliness. He had long held some affection for Daneel, even as he recognized that the robot was simply a mechanical construct and not a fully human being.
He told himself these things.
But on some unacknowledged level, he knew better.
But only sub-consciously. at first.
Discovering that Daneel's twin, Jander, could perform sexually had set up an uncomfortable feeling in Lije's breast. If Jander held these attributes, it followed that Daneel did as well.
His heart had unaccountably sped up at this realization, and on reflection, Lije slowly began to comprehend why the revelation of Jander's anus so disturbed him.
Lying naked and shining with sweat in his Auroran bed, Lije reached for his hardened penis and tried to conjure the face and features of his wife, Jessie, waiting for him on Earth. As he stroked his cock he tried desperately to imagine being inside her. But it was no use.
All he could see was Jander's naked body, his sex, his perfect ass, and his pink, wrinkled asshole. Seeing that, and knowing that Daneel was an exact replica, made his hard- on ache with uncontrollable desire, and when he came it was with an intensity he had never known before.
The event built slowly, but with increasing passion, and when his cock exploded, the orgasm seemed to rise from his toes, to center itself in both his spurting penis and his clenching anus. He had to choke back a scream of release, knowing that Daneel was in the next room and would interpret any such noise as distress. He would come bounding into the bedroom to save his partner, and there Lije would be with his dick in his hand and a thick puddle of warm semen on his belly. How would he explain that to the robot?
What made the whole business even more frustratingly untenable was hearing Fastolfe mention, casually, as all Aurorans did when discussing sex, that robots were often used for erotic pleasure by both women and men.
That meant. it meant.
Lije couldn't bear to think about it. He felt shame at his emotional and erotic desires -- especially the revulsion of feeling he had betrayed Jessie, whose body had never elicited from him such a mind-freezing orgasm as he had just experienced.
Why was he undergoing this wholly unexpected alteration of thought and sensation? When Lije advised Gladia's spurned and quixotic suitor Gremionis to forgo offering himself to her and simply kiss her, he had been convinced he was schooling a rival -- that it was he himself who wanted to perform this impulsive assault on Gladia's unpredictable sensibilities. This was more than adequately borne out when, while Baley was exhausted and ill from over-exposure to the Auroran outdoors, Galdia had come to him and gently initiated intercourse with him. His emotions were undeniable -- he loved Gladia, desired her, almost wished he could forsake his Earthly existence and stay with her forever.
For all that, Baley could not forget the moment when he had warned Fastolfe's coldly manipulative daughter Vasilia not to presume that his friendship with Daneel could be gotten around by hotly advising her to refrain, "for her own sake," from attempting to, as he impulsively put it, "test the force of our" -- and had blurted out, " -- love."
Why? Why had he said that? Why that word?
Not their "partnership," "alliance" or even "friendship," but "love."
Was that why he made himself believe it was only Gladia he wanted? To spare his own reeling emotions? She was an attractive woman, certainly, but did he real feel such intense desire for her? Or was that simply a comfortable lie he could tell himself to hold his true feelings at bay?
It hadn't helped when, en route to Vasilia Fastolfe's laboratory, the robot Giskard had veered sharply and, falling, Baley had been held in place by Daneel's strong, comforting arms around his body. Or when, on their stormy return trip, after being assaulted by a thunderstorm that affected him so severely he was nearly catatonic with fear, Baley had to resist the impulse to lean his head on the humaniform's strong, warm chest.
Unable -- or unwilling -- to face the situation fully, Lije Baley buried his head in his pillow, adjusted the setting on the bed to a point where sleep was inevitable, and plunged into oblivion.
He awoke the following night in the same dream-induced, panicky sweat.
All day long he had avoided Daneel's eyes, even though the robot was assigned to protect him. He simply could not meet that inscrutable, emotionless gaze. If he had stared directly into Daneel's eyes, would the robot somehow sense what Lije himself was not yet ready to admit?
In the event, avoiding Daneel's eyes didn't help at all. And this time, the nightmare had made him cry out. The scream was what had awoken him, gleaming wet and erect once more. And it was what brought Daneel into the room with that amazing speed robots could achieve so easily.
The robot knelt by Lije and laid a comforting palm on his arm.
"Are you all right, Partner Elijah?"
The warm, if synthetic, touch of the robot's hand made Lije shudder. It burned into the flesh of his arm, but not in any physiological way.
"It was just a dream, Daneel. I must have called out in my sleep."
He wondered if the robot either saw or sensed the human's erection beneath the thin, satiny bed-sheet that lay below his naked torso.
"Indeed you did, Partner Elijah. You called out my name."
Baley's face flushed a deep crimson.
"I did?"
"Yes. I thought you were in distress, so I came to you."
Lije forced his breathing to slow, tried to pretend that Daneel's touch was just artificial flesh.
"But you are distressed."
"No, Daneel. I'm fine."
"Something is bothering you, Partner Elijah."
What could he say? How could he explain why the robot's presence caused him so much agony?
Lije said the first thing that popped into his mind.
"Must you always call me `Partner Elijah'?"
The robot seemed startled.
"What should I call you, then, if not?"
"Try just `Elijah.'"
"Very well. Elijah." Daneel seemed perturbed.
"Does that bother you, Daneel?"
"Such indiscriminate use of names is common with humans, but not with robots. It is a mark of disrespect to call a human such an . intimate thing."
"But we are intimates, Daneel. Aren't we? And I want you to call me Elijah."
Daneel seemed to ponder this. Lije then used an irrefutable trump card: the First Law.
"It would give me pleasure if you would call me Elijah."
"In that case, I shall do so."
"Good."
"Can you -- can you call me `Friend Elijah'?"
The robot hesitated again.
"The term is used almost exclusively between robots, Elijah. It would be an insult to you to reduce your status from that of a human."
"Even if I request it?"
"If you were to order me, I would of course obey."
Baley considered. He hated ordering Daneel. It reinforced his entity as a machine, not a person.
"I don't want to order you, Daneel. But if it helps you, I will."
"It would indeed make the change easier."
"Then I order you to call me friend."
"Then I shall. Is there anything else you require, friend Elijah?"
Baley's heart was pounding hard and fast.
"Could you -- that is, would it make you uncomfortable to sleep with me? Oh, I know you don't sleep. What I mean is, could you join me in bed? I have need of company."
"Of course."
The robot began to climb in, but Lije stopped him.
"Among humans it's customary to be unclothed when getting into bed."
He could scarcely believe he'd said it! But Daneel merely nodded.
"I see."
Daneel stood and methodically removed his clothing as Lije watched with growing excitement. As the robot doffed his shirt, Baley noted again the smooth, supple skin, the muscular chest, the man-like nipples he had seen once before. No, twice: the first time when he had discovered Daneel naked in the Personal, the second when he had examined the robot's brain-frozen twin.
As Daneel removed his trousers and undergarments, Lije stared with mounting arousal. The robot's genitals were just as he'd remembered: perfectly proportioned, right down to the thick tuft of hair around his fleshy penis. When Daneel turned away to place his clothing on the back of a chair, Lije was greeted with the sight of those bubble-like buttocks he had observed on Jander.
He grew harder.
"Is this what you desire, Elijah?"
The choice of word struck Baley, until he realized that Daneel merely meant, Is this what you wished?
"Yes, Daneel. Now please come to bed and lie next to me."
He raised the sheet and scooted to one side of the bed, lying on his side, his back to the robot.
Daneel climbed in beside him and lay on his back. Baley was intensely aware of the human-like warmth next to him.
"Can you turn around as I have, Daneel?"
"Certainly, Elijah."
The perfect robot body shifted. Daneel did not breathe, but Baley knew he was close enough to be exhaling onto his neck.
"I would like -- can you move closer to me?"
"Yes, Elijah."
The robot moved in, and Lije was aware of the synthetic cock against the skin of his ass.
"Would you press up against me, Daneel?"
"If you would like."
The robot's body was now pressed flat against Baley's. His heart raced.
"Hold me, Daneel. I have need of your arms around me."
The warm, strong arms went about Baley's body, snaking beneath him to meet at Baley's chest.
He clasped the hands that entwined him.
"Is this what you wanted, Elijah?"
Baley knew the answer was not simply: Yes, this is what I have asked you, robot friend, but more: this is what I have wanted, without really knowing it.
He sighed, and snuggled his body back against the robot's. Daneel's flaccid cock was nestled against Baley's buttocks.
"Daneel?"
"Yes, Elijah?"
"Could you make your penis erect?"
There was a moment of silence, dark in its suspense.
"You wish to have sexual relations with me, friend Elijah?"
There it was. Blunt, unassailable.
"Would you mind, Daneel?"
"Of course not. I would not refuse any such request, especially if it would give you pleasure."
"It would."
Baley felt the unmistakable sensation -- unmistakable even though he'd never felt it before -- of a stiffening cock against him. And as it rose it slipped between his cheeks of his ass . exactly as he'd wanted.
"Is this what you wanted, Elijah?"
A whisper:
"Yes."
And he had wanted it. Desired it. But had only just admitted it to himself. He did not care that Daneel was "only" a robot.
"Can you use your fingers to play with my nipples?"
"Play?"
"Um -- manipulate. Touch, rub -- maybe twist a bit."
"Certainly, Elijah."
Baley wasn't sure why he wanted this. He'd never had any attention paid to his chest before, not in a sexual context. But his nipples were hard, and he wanted Daneel's touch on them.
The robot's fingers encircled Lije's sensitive nipples and began to twist them, gently.
Lije's erection grew harder.
"Like this?"
A strangled sigh:
"Yes, Daneel."
The moment elongated, and Lije was aware of sensations he had never experienced before. The deft, soft touch on his hardened nipples seemed connected to the throbbing of his erection. The feel of the robot's erect cock between his round, firm cheeks added to the heady sense of erotic splendor.
"Daneel?"
"Yes, Elijah?"
"Will you -- I mean, can you -- "
"You would like to place your penis inside my anus, Elijah?"
"No. At least, not now. Perhaps later."
"Then perhaps you wish me to place my penis inside you?"
"That's it. Yes, Daneel."
There! Baley thought. I've said it! I want to be fucked.
"Will you need a lubricant, Daneel?" he asked, his breathing raspy.
"No, Elijah. I am already equipped with lubrication, inside the head of my penis."
A pause. Then:
"Elijah?"
"Yes?"
"Has any human male penetrated your anus before?"
"No, Daneel."
"Then you will be unused to the experience. The lubricant in my penis contains a numbing agent. Not enough to dull your sensation, only enough to ease the process. There will be no pain as I enter you. No robot would dream of hurting a human in that way."
"I trust you, Daneel. Now please ."
"Would it give you pleasure for me to stroke your buttocks, Elijah?"
"Yes, Daneel."
The robot removed his fingers from Baley's chest and began to massage his ass with a slow, rhythmic precision. Baley, who had never had his buttocks manipulated like this before, responded immediately. Daneel's soft touch burned his ass-flesh, sent a kind of electric charge through his body and out the head of his cock.
He moaned softly.
"Elijah?"
"Mmmmm?"
"Shall I spread your buttocks now?"
A sigh.
"Yes."
He felt his cheeks being gently pried apart. It was both exciting and a bit frightening.
"Would you like me to begin?"
"Yes, Daneel."
Baley felt the hard tip of the robot's cock against his asshole. It was, he noted, wet, covered with lubricant.
"You must relax as much as possible, Elijah."
Baley willed his anal sphincter to loosen. He felt it open slightly, as if trying to engulf the stiffened head of Daneel's cock.
It began.
As Daneel had promised, there was no pain, no discomfort . apart from the oddness of having a stiff, foreign object inserted in his most private orifice.
Only that! Lije marveled.
He felt a slight numbness in the tight muscle of his anal ring, which, as the robot had said, did not detract from the alien pleasure he was receiving as the head of Daneel's cock began to press inside.
It was a slow, luxurious process. Daneel was gentle, unhurried, and attentive. His movements were timed to bring no pain. Lije held his breath as the crown of the robot's cock slipped past his sphincter and nestled easily inside him.
"Do you feel all right, Elijah?"
"Yes, Daneel. More than all right. Please continue."
The robot pressed forward, sinking his shaft into Baley's relaxed and willing asshole. The head gently opened his ass-lips and scraped deliciously against the walls of Baley's butt.
It felt. right.
Baley felt the soft press of pubic hair against his cheeks and Daneel announced: "I am inside you, Elijah. Does it feel comfortable?"
"It feels wonderful, Daneel."
"Shall I stay like this a while, or do you wish me to initiate a rhythmic movement?"
"We. we call it fucking, Daneel."
"Fucking?"
"Yes."
"Very well, then. Do you wish me to fucking you?"
Baley laughed.
"Have I said anything wrong, Elijah?"
"I'm sorry, Daneel. I don't mean to laugh at you. On Earth we refer to the act as fucking. But the verb form for the action is fuck."
"Oh. I see. Do you wish me to. fuck you?"
"Yes. Please. Please fuck me, Daneel."
"Very well, Elijah."
The robot's programming in this area was superb. Daneel's cock withdrew slightly before plunging gently back into the depths of Lije's ass. The rhythm was slow, languid, deeply pleasurable, and not mechanical in the slightest.
"Please let me know when you wish me to alter my rhythm, Elijah."
"Do so now, Daneel. Fuck me. harder. Faster. Deeper."
His wish was immediately granted. Daneel began a faster, more hurried rhythm. He pulled back further, until only the tip of his cock-head was still attached to Baley's asshole, then plunged back in, hard, the motions ensuring the robot's cock would scrape against the man's prostate.
It was done with exquisite delicacy. Even when Daneel thrust his cock inside rapidly, the assault slowed at the last possible second, so that the head of his penis barely grazed the human's prostate.
It was more than enough.
Lije nearly swooned when it happened the first time. His asshole clenched down, hard, on the retreating shaft.
When he caught his breath, Baley considered: the robot would not achieve any sort of sexual climax but could keep up the fucking until told to stop. Baley's mind whirled at the thought: a robot could go all night long, fucking and fucking and fucking until his human partner either tired of the activity or came.
Lije Baley wanted to come.
He wanted Daneel's cock to keep kissing his prostate until it triggered his orgasm. And from the sensations invading his tight balls and aching cock, Lije knew it would happen before long.
He reached for himself and spread the trickle of pre- cum over the head of his dick with his fingers as Daneel continued his expert fucking.
Lije Baley had never been happier.
There was a cock up his ass, pumping away, stimulating his prostate, causing his own cock to thicken and expand, and he felt no shame. Instead, he felt fulfilled. And though he knew Daneel could not feel what a human knew as love, the robot had affection for him, and that was close enough.
Baley loved Daneel. Loved feeling the robot inside him. Loved the sensations of the robot's busy, thrusting cock as it repeatedly stabbed inward, going deep, fucking him hard.
"Faster, Daneel! Harder! Please!"
The robot responded immediately. His thrusts became a frenzied pistoning, in and out of Lije Baley's thoroughly sensitized ass. Yet no matter the speed, the head of the robotic cock still only touched lightly against his prostate.
The human gasped and pushed back with his hips, meeting the stabbing motions, forcing the robotic cock deep, deep inside him.
His own cock was leaking pre-cum like a small river. His balls were tight, drawn up. He felt his orgasm rising.
"Once more, Daneel! Once more, hard and deep! Then stop!"
The robot compiled, and his synthetic cock came to rest, gently, against the human's prostate.
Lije Baley came.
He came from deep within. The explosive quality of the rushing spew of his jism made his mind expand to a point where nothing existed save his cock, his asshole, and the rigid object nestled within him. He shot and shot and shot, and when he felt he could not shoot any more, shot again.
Lije Baley, a cock up his ass, experienced multiple orgasm.
His butthole throbbed and spasmed, clamping down hard on, and releasing, the robot's cock.
His cock continued to spurt. His balls sent out oceans of erotic pleasure. He screamed with the intensity of it, remembering even in the throes of his release to shout, "I'm all right, Daneel!" as his cock shot one last, hot spray of cum and his body, tensed to an unbelievable degree a moment before, relaxed suddenly, spent.
After a few moments, as Baley swam back to full consciousness, he heard the robot whispering into his ear, airlessly.
"Shall I stay as I am, Elijah, or withdraw?"
"Please, please stay. I want you inside me, Daneel."
His anus continued to spasm slightly, and he loved the feel of it as it clamped and released on Daneel's rigid cock.
"Hold me tight, Daneel."
The arms increased their pressure around him, the robotic chest pressed against his seat-soaked back.
"Was it pleasurable, Elijah?"
"You can't know how much, Daneel," Baley answered, taking the robot's left hand to his lips and kissing it softly.
"I am glad. I like giving you pleasure, friend Elijah."
"I -- I love you, Daneel. I couldn't have done this with you if I did not."
The robot considered.
"A robot does not experience love, friend Elijah, as you know. Devotion, certainly, and something perhaps like what you would know as affection. But love is not a part of the positronic brain. However, when I am with you I experience a series of reactions to the stimulus of your presence that may be akin to your human feeling of pleasure."
"I'm not asking for the impossible, Daneel. I know from talking to Gladia of her love for your brother Jander that my love cannot be returned, not in the way human beings are used to."
"It pleases me to know you feel this emotion for me, Elijah, just as it pleases me to give you physical pleasure."
Lije kissed the robot's hand again, before leaning into his pillow, preparing for sleep.
"It doesn't matter whether you are able to love, Daneel. I love you. That is enough."
"I am sorry I cannot give more, friend Elijah. I feel a keen disappointment about my inabilities. I suppose in a human it would be . a form of sadness."
"Don't. You give me as much as any robot can. More than any robot has ever given any human man."
"This pleases me, Elijah."
Lije sighed.
"Stay inside me while I sleep, Daneel? I want to wake up with your hardness there."
"Yes, Elijah. I will."
To his surprise, Lije dropped off at once.
His sleep was untroubled by dreams.
Lije Baley's Perfect Love Part One
When he awoke, the first thing Lije Baley felt was the robot's extended and tumescent penis -- still nestled inside him, just as it had been when he feel asleep. It made him feel both sweetly comforted and instantly aroused.
"Are you awake, friend Elijah?"
"Yes, Daneel. Thank you for staying inside me."
"You are welcome, Elijah. Does it not feel strange to you?"
Lije sighed.
"This entire experience feels strange to me, Daneel. But not unpleasant. Not in the least. In fact, I've seldom felt greater pleasure in my life."
His cock was hard and, however much he enjoyed the feeling of Daneel's stiff penis inside him -- and it felt wonderful, especially when he clenched his sphincter on the robotic erection -- he wanted to move.
"Can you pull out now, Daneel? I would like to face you."
"Certainly, friend Elijah."
"Do it slowly, Daneel. I want to enjoy the feeling of your penis for as long as possible as it slides out."
"I will do that, Elijah."
Daneel inched his cock out slowly, gently, and Lije shuddered at the exquisite feeling of the robot's hardness pulling its gradual way out of his ass. When it was done, he sighed deeply.
Baley lay for a moment, savoring the physical sensations left behind once the robotic cock had been fully disengaged. His anus felt open and, somehow, unfilled. He wondered briefly whether his own elasticity had been impaired by such a lengthy period of being spread. He squeezed his sphincter tight, then relaxed it. No, he mused, there is no permanent change. Well, at least not there. The greater change was in himself.
He rolled over and was greeted by the sight of Daneel's sex, still fully engorged. He hadn't seen it erect, of course, since his back had been to Daneel all night.
It was, he reflected, beautiful. The word was not one he would have ever imagined applying to a male sex organ, but then, before the last few days he couldn't have imagined any of what had happened.
"You -- um -- you needn't stay erect, Daneel."
"Very well, Elijah. I will disengage."
The robot's penis immediately began to soften until it was once more as Lije had seen it the previous evening. Even then, Baley reflected, it was oddly beautiful.
He straddled Daneel, his buttocks spread over the robot's torso, staring into the unfathomable depths of his humaniform eyes.
"I would like to tell you something, Daneel."
"Please do, friend Elijah."
"And please do not interrupt me, however much your sense of protocol demands."
"I will not interrupt you."
As he spoke, the detective was aware that his words would have little if any meaning to his robot lover, but Lije Baley needed to speak them, aloud, if only to hear them himself.
"You see, Daneel -- until very recently I've never felt such a powerful attraction to another male being. Oh, I know your sex is, in a sense, irrelevant since Dr. Fastolfe could easily have made you with female genitalia, or even with no sex organs at all. What I mean to say is, before we met again on the hyperspace trip, I considered myself wholly and completely ." He considered using the word heterosexual, but wasn't sure the robot would understand.
"You see, I am married, as you know, to Jessie. I have never known any sexual experience outside of my marriage, either before or since. Jessie has fulfilled my desires. Or had, anyway, before Gladia came to me the other night. You didn't know that she had done that, I presume. So please forget it after this conversation. I only mention it to emphasize that I have never thought of any male human in a sexual way. Until I met you. And even then, it has taken a long, long time for my feelings to evolve. Three years, in fact. When I saw you again on the ship I felt a rush of emotion. I thought it was merely seeing a familiar face in my lonely imprisonment. But over the past few days I have come to realize, and to understand, that my reaction to you that day was an unconscious manifestation of overpowering emotion.
"It was only when examining Jander, so like you in every physical respect, that my emotions revealed themselves as something other than friendship. When I saw the physical perfection Jander exhibited, when I beheld his sex organs, his buttocks, his anus, I felt deeply conflicted. I understood at last that what I felt for you went beyond friendship, or even love.
"I felt desire.
"I suspect that my previous indifference to other humans of my sex is related to the fact that I have known no other male intimately. And even in the Communal Personal, the social mores of Earth dictate that male humans not only do not acknowledge each other's presence but also become inured to them altogether.
"I have no male friends. I have Jessie and Ben. That is all."
At the mention of his son, Baley thought again about the strange sexual customs of Aurora -- of how Fastolfe's refusal to bed his daughter had led to their estrangement, and of the way to an Auroran even incest was not considered taboo. He briefly wondered whether, had his family been Auroran instead of Earth people, and if Ben had offered himself to him, whether he would have responded positively. His son was beautiful, but he had never before considered the boy in a sexual way, aside from his general fatherly awareness of the boy's maturing physicality.
He dismissed the thought and continued:
"Never having had a close male friend, I was unaware of any buried sexual feelings I might have in that direction, and as a result, completely unprepared for the way I began to feel about you. What it meant to my sexuality, I mean. I had to try it. I had to know. And so I invited you to bed with me last night. I needed desperately to know whether these feelings could be satisfied in a sexual way. I had to test what my body could endure, and what it really wanted.
"Now I know. My body wanted you. Desired you. Needed you. Whether or not I ever feel this way again about any other male humanoid doesn't matter just now. Because, beyond the intense physical desire I felt for you was something much more important, and far rarer.
"I love you. It's that simple. And when I leave this place, I know I may never see you again. But having felt such love even once is enough, Daneel. Even if it cannot be returned in the normal human way. Do you understand?"
"I believe so, friend Elijah."
He thought again of Gladia and her ineffable sadness at the loss of Jander. She would probably never love again either.
Lije wanted badly to kiss the robot, but gave the notion up as hopeless. However soft and yielding Daneel's lips might be, the robot did not breathe, and Lije doubted whether he even salivated. It seemed unlikely.
"In the time we have left, I want to know your body intimately, as I want you to know mine. May I -- may I ask a question, Daneel?"
"Of course."
"Is your anus . pliable?"
"Yes, friend Elijah. Although I do not, of course, excrete from that orifice, it is soft and yielding, much as your own seems to be."
Lije blushed slightly at that. Daneel certainly had cause to know!
"Would it be physically possible for me to insert my own penis into your anus? Would it cause you any physiological distress?"
"No, Elijah. Do you wish to." the robot considered, "fuck me?"
"Yes. Very much."
"Then please do so. It will please me to give you that pleasure."
"Now I do need some lubricant."
"There is no need, Friend Elijah. I can secrete a viscous fluid from my inner workings that will ease your entry."
Baley was astonished.
"Dr. Fastolfe thought of everything."
"I believe he did, Elijah."
Lije rolled off the robot's lap.
"Will you lie on your belly, Daneel?"
The robot obeyed, and Lije had his first close-up look at the robot's extraordinarily well-proportioned buttocks.
They were firm, round, and altogether perfect.
Lije instantly became hard.
He reached out his hands and touched the flesh, gingerly. Daneel's buttocks were as pliable as a human's and yielded to his touch. They were warm, their flesh remarkably humanoid.
He parted them.
The winking robotic anus glistened with the lubricant Daneel had excreted, and the wet look of the humaniform asshole aroused intense desire in Baley's entire being.
He could kiss the cheeks of the perfect ass, even inch his fingers between them and press inside, but it wouldn't matter to Daneel. He would feel nothing akin to the pleasure Lije had experienced the night before.
He wasted no time. There was no need.
Lije Baley aimed his hard, aching cock between the luscious cheeks of Daneel's butt. The tip of his crown touched the clenched anal opening and the rosebud spread immediately, wet and open to Baley's erection.
He arced his back and pushed with his hips, gently at first and then with rising urgency as the glans eased past the puckered opening and began its ascent. The hard ring of muscle was exquisite on his cock-head, but Lije's need was great and he paused only briefly to savor the sensation before pushing forward again.
The slick opening engulfed the crown. The feeling held more intense eroticism than Baley had ever experienced before.
Before he knew it, he was inside, his entire shaft swallowed by the robot's sweetly yielding anal membranes. His pubic bush nestled between the folds of Daneel's superb buttocks and he sighed deeply.
Jessie's sex, bless her, had never held him so tightly and yet with such delicious acquiescence. Even the gifted and loving Gladia had not.
He lay on Daneel's warm back and did not move. He did nothing to hasten the perfection of the moment.
Finally, the robot spoke.
"I can tense the anal sphincter if you like, Elijah. It should please you."
"Please."
Lije felt the tight yet oddly gentle press on his shaft, and cried out in delight.
Daneel relaxed immediately.
"Are you in discomfort, friend Elijah?"
"Oh! No, Daneel. Don't stop. My shout was one of pleasure, not distress. Please, do it again."
"Yes, Elijah."
The sensation returned, and Lije felt his senses reel.
"Oh, Daneel! It feels . so . so wonderful."
"I'm pleased you feel so, friend Elijah. Do you wish to fuck me now?"
"Oh, yes!"
"In that case I will relax my anal muscle again. You may do so as hard and as fast as you like. It will not affect my interior in any undesirable way. Your flesh cannot cause me any damage. Go as deep as you wish as well."
Baley knew he could not hope to last long, at least not this first time. He gave in to his passion at once, pulling back with his hips, feeling his cock slide deliciously against the robot's lush interior as it withdrew, then slamming back in, hard and fast, pushing in as deeply as he could. It was not so different from male-female sex, he thought briefly. The same physical mechanics applied. He needed no instruction.
Lije Baley fucked Daneel Olivaw's beautiful ass with a vengeance.
He bucked and pounded, withdrew and shot back in. The wet, slick walls of the robot's artificially lubricated asshole compelled him. He was bathed in sweat. His body felt as though it was on fire.
He thought of nothing, and no one. His entire being -- thought, emotion and physical presence -- was centered on the act he was performing. He thought neither of Jessie nor Gladia. His only conscious thought, interspersed with the raging pleasure of the moment, was of Daneel. Daneel's ass, Daneel's anus, his own cock plowing and thrusting up that ass. It was intoxicating.
Lije felt the end approaching quickly, and gave into it. He thrust, hard, once more, and came.
As he had the night before, Baley experienced a kind of triple orgasm. He shuddered and spasmed as the cum forced its inexorable way from his tingling balls out the head of his ravaged cock. His climax rocked him, melted away all sense of time and place. He entered that place, so like death, where erotic sensation takes control of a human's every fiber, plunging him into that all-too-brief oblivion before the world rushed back to consume him.
In the aftermath he lay, panting, atop the robot, spent beyond all measure. His body was a mass of sweat and heaving madness. His breathing was labored, hoarse and rasping. He held the robot tightly, and whispered, "Thank you, Daneel. I love you, Daneel. Thank you, thank you ."
The robot began to speak, and Baley shushed it.
"No. Please. Say nothing. I need this moment of silence."
It was sweet, and comforting, and ended only when Lije became aware that his cock was softening.
He pulled out gently, the sensations on his spent penis maddeningly sensual. When he was out once more he lay atop his humaniform lover, his now-flaccid penis nestled between Daneel's warm buttocks.
If only . if only Daneel could feel something, anything at all close to what I'm feeling! He thought with a pang of regret.
They lay in this manner for some time, until Baley rolled off and lay on his back, sighing with contentment. After a few minutes, the robot spoke, softly, as though in avoidance of breaking the dreamy spell the aftermath of sex had elicited in his human companion.
"Friend Elijah?"
"Yes, Daneel," Baley said, stroking the robot's arm without thinking.
"May I roll over onto my back?"
Baley felt a shock of guilt. He had been so intent on his own pleasure he had completely neglected his robot lover's.
"Of course, Daneel! I'm so sorry."
"Please do not be. I merely wish to get up."
"Please do so, Daneel."
The humaniform robot sat up and, placing his bare feet on the carpet, stood. Baley watched his movements, enjoying the play of Daneel's artificial muscles -- his strong, broad back, his thighs, his desirable buttocks.
"I must cleanse my stomach now, friend Elijah. Please excuse me."
Another faux pas! Baley had forgotten that foreign objects in a robot's body had to be gotten rid of.
He sat up.
"Let me do it, Daneel."
"Oh, no, friend Elijah. It is a chore for a robot, not a human."
"But I was responsible. I put the semen in your belly. At least allow me to remove it from your food sac."
Daneel hesitated again, his positronic brain whirring silently.
"It would give me pleasure to do, so, Daneel." First Law again.
"Very well then, if you desire it."
Daneel opened his torso as he'd done once before, when he and Baley had eaten together in a New York City Communal Dining area, which Baley had insisted upon so as not to attract undue attention and, perhaps, belie Daneel's robotic self. He removed the food sac and solemnly handed it to Lije.
The plainclothesman took it to the wash-sink and emptied it into the basin. He was amazed both at the sight of his own jism and at the quantity of it. At 45, he did not expect to achieve as many orgasms as he had in the past two days, and certainly not in the quantity his busy hands now attested to.
The sac was quite well insulated, and did not require rinsing. The human cum simply rolled out and was sent down the drain by the water Baley ran in the basin. It was entirely dry inside.
He handed it back to Daneel, who replaced it and closed his torso.
"Thank you, friend Elijah."
"It was a pleasure, Daneel."
"May I dress now, Elijah?"
"Hm? Oh! Of course, Daneel!"
Baley sat on the mattress and watched as Daneel deftly dressed, looking longingly at the final glimpse of the robot's strong buttocks and impressively human genitals. When he was fully clad again, Daneel turned back to Baley solicitously.
"Do you require me for anything else, friend Elijah?"
Baley sighed. Yes, he thought. I require your love. And I cannot have it.
"No, Daneel. Only -- please come back when I go to bed. I should like to repeat our experiences again. In fact, as often as possible before we return to Earth."
That, Baley knew, would be weeks from now.
"Certainly, friend Elijah. I shall of course bring your supper first."
"Daneel?"
"Yes, Elijah?"
"It isn't only your body I require. I want to enjoy your company, your conversation, as long as I can. I may never see you again after we land, you know."
"Of course, friend Elijah. I should enjoy that myself."
He bowed slightly and withdrew.
Baley, still naked, his body tingling, lay back down on the bed.
He knew, or at least suspected, that he would never engage in masculine sexual activity again once he and Daneel parted. He doubted he would ever know another man so well, let alone love one.
He sat up suddenly.
"Jehosephat!" he exclaimed. "I've got to remember to tell him to erase the word `fuck' from his memory banks before we land!"
Imagining the social confusion (if not downright horror) that word might elicit from Aurorans if Daneel ever spoke it amused him, but he made a mental note to take care of the problem before they landed on Earth.
Baley lay back again. His anus clenched, aching with emptiness. His cock stirred languidly.
Gladia became his emotional guide. She had loved perfectly, and lost, and was moving on. He would find a way to follow that example.
He rested his head on the pillow and was instantly asleep.