My Bot Doms.

Hello. Welcome to the future, we got robots now! How cool you may say, we had them for the last hundred years or so. But in the last ten years robots became used more often as a companion, people wanted perfection, they needed someone to treat them like they wanted to be treated.

A boyfriend or girlfriend robot, it's a great idea except for one down side, they don't have any emotion, we program them to act like they love their human but it's not the real thing. It's where my job came in, the name is Roman, I'm a fucking genius!

I've been a genius since day one, I graduated high school by the age of twelve, I would've done it before but my mother was holding me back saying I'm too young to go to college yet. I graduated college by fifteen, a genius, told you so.

I studied robot programming, it was something that always interested me, I grew up with robot nannies, I went to camps where the one in charge of us were robots, my teachers were most of the time robots, along the humans.

Blame me, blame my parents, both of them being a well-known people in the business world, I'm the only son of the CEOs of the biggest robot factoring company. I was raised alone, the whole pressure of being the best, I know I show off how smart I am, but that doesn't mean I'm happy.

Now that I'm finally eighteen, I decided it's time to get my own robot, living alone since I was fifteen, working for my parents company. It all made dating impossible, I wanted someone to come to late night, someone who wouldn't mind my crazy working schedule.

A human wouldn't appreciate it, I don't know if I'm even capable of love. I never experienced that feeling before, feelings, they are weird things, you can't touch them but everyone swear they got them.

Unlike my parents who believed love is all a lie, I wanted to live that feeling, I wanted to fall for someone and call them mine. But again with my work, with my status, with me being smarter than them, it never worked. I tried dating, in secret of course, it only lasted a date or two.

My last date, explained to me that I was his one night stand, the sex was good and now it's time for him to leave. It made me so mad, that I swore off dating and humans, robots are better.

My newest project is trying to give them some feelings, recreating human love. I wasn't about to add hate or grudge or any of the bad feelings, humans do those well enough.

I think I've made it, I think it worked, after too many sleepless night, after crying and frustration, I managed to crack the code. Now I have done it, a robot capable of love, it wouldn't be released for the public until I'm sure it works.

Usually we'll use human test subjects, they get generously paid for their services but this one is mine. I talked my mother into allowing me to get a robot, I'm eighteen now after all. I made some excuse about needing a companion and some sexual partner, or I can go back to one night stands.

I had no intention to do so, but it did the trick my mother went crazy about the danger of all of that. She even sent me a full article about sex transmitted disease.

Now I know I haven't explained the most important part to you yet, how our robots look. They look human, one hundred percent human, with the skin, body warmth and actions.

The only way to tell a robot from far away is looking at his left wrist, all robot wear an identification patch there. But other than that they are human like creation, some are made to teach, cook, be nannies, or even sex partners.

Anything you can imagine we made the robot do, but don't worry about world domination, they are programmed to self destroy the second they try to hurt a human in any way.

My mother said I can order any model I want, the programming is on me, I'm not about to have the standard boyfriend model.

Me being short with blond hair and blue eyes, I asked my complete opposite. My robot is dark skinned, brown curly hair, and much taller than me with a male part to match.

I'm not gay, I'm bisexual, I tried being with both males and females, enjoyed both. But for my robot I wanted to have a boyfriend for now, slightly to mess with my mother. I might change up to a female bot later, for now I was finishing ordering my future boyfriend-bot.

I decided on naming him Damien, it's a cute name for my future boyfriend-bot. I uploaded his program from my home, he's to give me attention, take care of me, be open minded about my weird hobbies and stress relief methods, cuddler with me being the small spoon, a chef since I got zero knowledge in the kitchen, helps with daily tasks, a good listener, willing to watch any kind of movies I want, he could be a bit firm with all my experiences of one night stands I found out I like to have a more dominant partner.

I added my program to an original dominant boyfriend one along with a nanny one, my mother says I need a keeper and well she's right. Being extremely smart, it's a curse and a gift, when the small daily tasks get too hard to be done since your brain is running on overload.

Looking at your shoes lace, knowing how to tight it in around a million ways make tightening it an impossible mission.

The robot, I mean Damien would be here tomorrow, I went to sleep dreaming about a million ways things could go, in other words I didn't sleep at all that night.

My robot is here!! My robot is here! He was delivered this morning, I was having my morning coffee and waiting until the delivery was done.

I thanked the guys and took my box in, it had a how to use manual that I threw in the trash, I know how to fucking use it, I'm his programmer. I still had to charge it first, it's stupid but like humans need sleep robot need charging, you don't plug them in a wall. You just place them close to their charging chair, it's all a wireless connection.

After another hour, another cup of coffee my robot was ready to be turned on. First I had to add information about me, connecting him to my laptop I uploaded pictures of me, my name, age, preference. I then gave him a quick background about me, the house and my relationship with other people. I also uploaded my new program, he's supposed to be able to love and show affection towards me.

For normal human relations, we've been dating for about a year, he knows my friends which are non existent, my family, work, favorite food, basically everything he needs to know about me. His dressing style is one that I find sexy on guys, he's dressed in ripped jeans, T-shirt and leather jacket along with leather combat boots.

He looks like a bad boy, while I usually dress in a typical style of T-shirt and pants. That if I remember to put them on, I work from home most days which means I can work in just my underwear.

Finally finishing the uploading of our information, if he was a human we'd be dating for a year now and he's moving in. I did the final enter click and waited for the bot to start up sitting impatiently waiting for him.

Finally the eyes opened, I was met with dark brown eyes, a big smile showing perfect white teeth. The bot look at me before standing up, he took a step toward me, he walks and move like a human, now that he's standing up, I could hardly reach his chest. I was worried that my program didn't work, that my love and affection will turn into a kill and terminate making the bot self destroy.

The bot reached me and took me into a big bear hug, I could feel his warmness against me, I could feel his hands caressing my back before he talked, this is the first time I hear his sound.

"We're finally moving in together Roman" the bot says in a sweet voice, it was still a very deep one.

"Yeah we are" I say enjoying the touch of the warm human like bot. His deep voice was doing wonders me and my body was reacting to it.

I felt the hand slip down a bit, touching my butt area making me blush, I tried to swat his hand away, making him chuckles pinching my left cheek.

"We need to celebrate" he says still touching me, he got detectors in his nose area, their job is to detect any changes in my hormones. He basically can smell someones excitement and needs, a great program made by my own mother.

It's funny to think she's married but still need a bot to help with her needs, that says something about my parents and the community I live in.

I had no pants on today, forgoing putting them this morning with how excited I was. My boxers weren't offering too much barrier to my growing wood now.

(Warning sexual scene, bad one but I'm trying here. If you want to jump to the next chap that's okay with me. :) Enjoy)

I couldn't help but to thrust a bit against the bot thighs, I needed him and I needed him now. The bot was quick to put end to my movement, lifting me completely off the floor with my legs around his waist, his hands under my butt keeping me still.

I went with a dominant boyfriend model, he's the one in charge, he walked us toward my bedroom, it was a mess. He threw me on the bed ignoring everything around, my clothes were peeled off me. He stood on top of me admiring my body, I'm really thin with hardly any muscles, my size down there was average. But the bot was looking at me like I'm a piece of cake.

"Beautiful" he calls me, something I never heard from anyone while looking at me. He licked his lips and went down, taking my whole penis down his throat, he used steam to create a wet feeling, used his tongue swirling it like a professional porn star.

I tried to thrust again, but he had me pinned against the bed taking full control of my movement, he started moving when he was ready. Taking me toward the edge before stopping, next he moved to my whole, licking it leaving a thick lube layer over there.

I whined, moaned and even screamed but the robot was simply torturing me, he should self destroy by now. This is called full on torture and hurt toward a human.

Next he took his clothes off, when his pants went down, he had nothing underneath them, his penis was huge! Now I regret making the decision of chosing this size, he's gonna tear me open.

The bot looked at me with a bad boy smile, I was admiring him, he was hairless everywhere on his body. He turned back to me all confident, got bot my hands pinned on the bed, before bending my knees up to my chest. The first thrust hurt, but in a good way, I loved the edge of a bit of pain. The second was even better until he was hammering me into the bed. I was close to cumming couldn't hold back anymore when he talked again.

"Wait not yet" he says in a voice full of dominance I was about to cum from the voice alone but held it back in.

"Now" he said after few more thrusts, I came hard, like I never did with any human, I felt my insides being filled with cum like substance. It's made to recreate the same feeling of having real sex except it can't get you pregnant.

After he was done the bot got out of bed toward my bathroom, he came back with a wet towel, cleaning me up. Once done he slipped under the covers pulling me close to him, playing with my hair and landing few kisses all over my face and mouth. He didn't have to do much making out with me, my smell said I couldn't wait.

The difference between robot and human lover, he knew exactly what I needed before delivering.

I woke up, that's weird I don't even remember falling asleep, I was pulled against a strong chest. Strong arms holding me close, then I remembered everything, the bot arriving, the sex, well I couldn't forget about that with how sore I'm feeling right now.

"Good morning beautiful" the bot says kissing my face, I smiled at the nickname.

"Good morning bot...I mean Damien" I say remembering to call him by his name.

"You can call me anything you want Roman" he replies that's the thing with bots, they'll do anything you ask them for.

"I want to call you Damien" I say, he just smiles and nod at me. I looked down at myself to find myself completely naked sleeping his arms. I was taking the day off work to enjoy having my robot, I informed my parents I'll be off only to be told they don't need to hear about my sexual adventure.

But they are wrong, I might crave sex, everyone does. But I'm not sex freak, I didn't get a bot, I mean Damien just to have sex the whole day and night. I wanted a companion with me, we're not having any more sex for a while now. My body is satisfied and his doesn't require this whole thing.

"Are you ready to get up?" He ask me, I nod my head yes I was.

Damien lifts me up against his chest and goes towards my bathroom, that too was a mess, some dirty laundry on the floor from my last shower when I forgot to take them back out. Some empty shampoo bottles that I was reading the labels off still, few different kind of soap depending on how I felt that day.

The utilities were clean, I'm messy but I'm not a pig. Damien ignored everything, he doesn't judge instead he asked if I needed to go. I nodded my head yes to that, I actually needed to pee.

He left me down on my feet so I can do my business, he was really quick to clean everything out, the dirty laundry was off the floor and into the hamper, the empty bottles in the trash. When I was done he held a hand to me and walked us toward the shower, turning it on the perfect temperature, he washed my hair, body, washing all remaining of our play time earlier.

He didn't need to be washed really, but he did the same to himself to make it feel like he's another person. Finally after finishing he turned the water off, wrapped me in a towel, the water just slipped off his skin leaving him dry. He pulled me up against his chest again, carrying me bridle style back to my room, he pet me dry and get my clothes remembering to put on some pants.

This was the nanny side of his program, the one made to take care of me in daily tasks. On my own my mind would wonder away couple times making this whole process take about an hour to be over.

"What do you want to do now?" He asks after getting dressed in his discarded clothes. I shrug, I never had anyone with me around the house. My parents never cared even when I said I want to move out, they simply said I'm smart enough to be on my own.

"How about we get some food?" He suggests, well that's a good choice I haven't eat anything yet today. I just nod, I don't tend to talk much, living alone and working with a computer, you don't need much words.

My kitchen was a mess of takeout, although there's some robot chef, I didn't want to have one in my house. I work with robots, was raised by them, but for my home the only robot allowed is the bf-bot. He's an all in one, better for being overwhelmed with too many unnecessary information.

He did the same act of cleaning, he was quick and quiet, getting everything into order. Now he went toward my fridge, my empty fridge, next he searched the cupboard but only found some random candy and sweets.

"Roman, you have no food anywhere. You can't live like that" he says in a firm scolding voice.

I didn't like being scolded by my own bf-bot, but studies showed that being worried about someone, and even hard on them is a sign of love. There's a difference of course betwen tough love and abuse, but a slight scolding because I had no real food, I'll count that as tough love.

"Sorry Damien" I mumble, not being used to being scolded.

"I'm ordering food right now, your fridge will never be empty again" he says. Well that's a relief, I hated shopping.

"Thank you" I say with a slight smile, the food would be paid by my credit card, and delivered to my place in thirty minutes.

In this time Damien moved around the place tidying it up, he got me dizzy looking at him move around so quickly.

When there's some real food in my place, he set it all in place, I don't have to remember them all, I just need to ask him to get me whatever I want.

He cooked brunch for me, pancakes and bacon. One of my favorites, although he had no need for food, he sat with me the whole time I was eating simply sipping on water in a mug to give it the feeling of sharing a meal.