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 Two
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.
He was also acutely aware of how foreign it looked. Not because he was an Earthman, but because he hadn't seen his own semen since he had been a randy teenaged boy, masturbating on a daily (and sometimes, it seemed, hourly) basis.
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.