Frazeeme
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PART III
The Delivery
The custom pedestals arrived well before their occupants. Only 18 inches high, they were jammed with electronics. Counter sunk turntables, magnets for the delicious feet, rechargers for the remotes, digital receivers and players were all concealed inside the brushed steel octagons. They matched the steel plinth and headboard of Bobby Lee’s bed. What a bed it was. Steel posts at the corners supported springy velvet ropes around three sides. Bobby was always ready for a wrestle, especially with his two favorite playmates. One of the pedestals was placed at each side of the foot of the bed. Andrew and Shawn would frame the view of an impressive audio/visual system – complete with sound activated moving floor.
The cases, along with individualized user kits,** arrived at Robert Lee Jones’ home on schedule. Bobby Lee was barely able to control himself as T began unpacking. Shawn made the first debut. Bobby marveled at the softness of the skin, the tone of the body, the luster of the hair, and the perfect coloring of the complexion. With the figure laying on the bed, Bob tested the soles of the feet. He found them soft and without any scent … or taste … of chemicals. The toes even moved when sucked. He expected the anus to be unyielding, but it was resilient and tight, thanks to T’s patented ring spring. The body hair still formed the original distribution patterns. He gave the pubic bush a tug …. the curly hairs pulled the skin but didn’t pull out.
“I wanna see Andrew!” commanded Bob.
T smiled and insisted that they dress Shawn first. Bob brought out the clothes: leather pants, a white tee-shirt, white silk socks, Andrew’s Vans. Pulling on the socks, Bob happily discovered that silk outlined the toes clearly. T insisted his work needed underwear to show off Shawn’s beautifully preserved semi-hard. Inspecting, Bob pulled back the uncircumcised foreskin.
“OMG, you even preserved the delicate crepe surface of the head and the tiny spurs around the glans!” gasped Bobby.
He brought out a white cotton jockey brief that would snugly hold the penis at just the right angle. The tight brief would also be a good shelf should Bob want to pull out the junk and roll the balls. So, after tugging it up the legs they set the dick in a conspicuous position. The soft leather pants slithered up, fitting snugly over the briefs to display the cock. It was a struggle to fit Shawn’s big feet into Andrew’s Vans. T assured Bobby Lee that the toes would not be permanently squashed. (Anyway, the shoes and socks could easily be changed.) They discussed showing off the delicate curly black hair and erect russet nipples on Shawn’s chest. T made a convincing argument and they decided against a shirt, choosing instead to use an opened black glove leather jacket that matched the pants. Pulling on the jacket completed the clothing. It only remained to replace the diamond stud in the right ear lobe.
They set the armature to a standing position and put Shawn on a pedestal. Bobby Lee now experienced the full extent of T’s handiwork. Lifeless Shawn was as beautiful and sexy as ever. The electro magnets held him in perfect balance. T had Bob put his hands into the pants fly … Bob was astonished by the human warmth. He demonstrated the endless possibilities of the internal metal frame: standing, sitting, lying, even cuddling and sexual positions. Then he adjusted the right arm and punched the remote – Shawn was scratching his crotch!
Bob was inspired! Bob was ecstatic! Bob couldn’t wait for Andrew’s unwrapping!
Andrew emerged from the packing with his erection in full arousal. Bobby Lee was now convinced of T’s genius. It was even more fun to examine Andrew than Shawn. Andrew’s condition was just as superior. Except, when Bob explored the asshole, he found it loose and unresponsive. T plunged his fingers into the indifferent hole. After squirming them around a bit he invited Bob to try again. Perfect!
Now for the pleasure of dressing. Bob hopefully pulled out jeans, a stretch tee-shirt, white socks, and Shawn's Nike High tops. The white ankle socks were quickly installed. For some reason, T didn’t insist on underwear for Andrew. The black silk fitted V-neck tee-shirt started to glide down the arms but stopped at the armpits, caught on wiry red hair. It wasn’t too much trouble to smooth it down, though the left pit had to be smoothed twice. The snug tee stretched revealingly over the pecs, allowing a clutch of glinting red chest hair to explode from the V. Straightening the shirt below the waist, Bob found a tiny star tattoo he hadn’t noticed before on the right hip. While working, he kept brushing his hand ‘accidently’ against that fascinating dick. Andrew’s tailored jeans still revealed the outline of his well-exercised legs and ass. Now Bob understood why there were no underpants. He couldn’t close the fly over the big erection. The hard cock would just have to stick out. No problem, it would be a thing of joy forever. Shawn’s Nikes were too big for the feet. So, Bob had to force himself to reach in and stuff tissue around them. In ‘action’ the shoes would probably fly off easily – nothing wrong with that!
When the completed Andrew was on his pedestal, T had Bobby Lee sit down. The body had the same technology as Shawn’s, but different animatronics. T used the remote and the hips began to gently rock, thrusting the rigid penis back and forth. Bob was delighted. He envisioned many happy hours relishing this toy and sharing it with Shawn. Both playmates turned out far better than imagined.
Bob could only burble, “Money well spent.”
T had still one more feature to show. At no charge, out of gratitude for the pleasure Shawn and Andrew gave him, he had inserted a thin tube down Andrew’s urethra. He now introduced a removeable slender milky-white acrylic rod with a tear on the end into that tube. T gifted Bobby Lee, Shawn, and Andrew with an eternally pre-cumming boner. PRICELESS!
Now Robert Lee Jones can enjoy his two loves as long as his heart desires. His permanent companions will greet him every morning; Andrew with his rousing hard on and Shawn with his sparkling ear. He can wrestle with these toy boys to contentment without danger of spoiling them. Submissive collaborators, they’ll freely continue to share their beautiful bodies, no matter what changes life and age bring Bobby.
NOTE:
Even with extensive media coverage and frantic searching no one ever found these men. To this day they are still registered as missing. Maybe they’ll show up one day in an estate sale … maybe even at Sotheby’s.
Conclusion.
__________
** The user kits contained: full length dust cover, adjustable tripod stand, Neat’s foot oil, polishing chamois, down dusters, custom color touch up set (chemical formulas included for convenient duplication). All other grooming managed with everyday utensils.
The Delivery
The custom pedestals arrived well before their occupants. Only 18 inches high, they were jammed with electronics. Counter sunk turntables, magnets for the delicious feet, rechargers for the remotes, digital receivers and players were all concealed inside the brushed steel octagons. They matched the steel plinth and headboard of Bobby Lee’s bed. What a bed it was. Steel posts at the corners supported springy velvet ropes around three sides. Bobby was always ready for a wrestle, especially with his two favorite playmates. One of the pedestals was placed at each side of the foot of the bed. Andrew and Shawn would frame the view of an impressive audio/visual system – complete with sound activated moving floor.
The cases, along with individualized user kits,** arrived at Robert Lee Jones’ home on schedule. Bobby Lee was barely able to control himself as T began unpacking. Shawn made the first debut. Bobby marveled at the softness of the skin, the tone of the body, the luster of the hair, and the perfect coloring of the complexion. With the figure laying on the bed, Bob tested the soles of the feet. He found them soft and without any scent … or taste … of chemicals. The toes even moved when sucked. He expected the anus to be unyielding, but it was resilient and tight, thanks to T’s patented ring spring. The body hair still formed the original distribution patterns. He gave the pubic bush a tug …. the curly hairs pulled the skin but didn’t pull out.
“I wanna see Andrew!” commanded Bob.
T smiled and insisted that they dress Shawn first. Bob brought out the clothes: leather pants, a white tee-shirt, white silk socks, Andrew’s Vans. Pulling on the socks, Bob happily discovered that silk outlined the toes clearly. T insisted his work needed underwear to show off Shawn’s beautifully preserved semi-hard. Inspecting, Bob pulled back the uncircumcised foreskin.
“OMG, you even preserved the delicate crepe surface of the head and the tiny spurs around the glans!” gasped Bobby.
He brought out a white cotton jockey brief that would snugly hold the penis at just the right angle. The tight brief would also be a good shelf should Bob want to pull out the junk and roll the balls. So, after tugging it up the legs they set the dick in a conspicuous position. The soft leather pants slithered up, fitting snugly over the briefs to display the cock. It was a struggle to fit Shawn’s big feet into Andrew’s Vans. T assured Bobby Lee that the toes would not be permanently squashed. (Anyway, the shoes and socks could easily be changed.) They discussed showing off the delicate curly black hair and erect russet nipples on Shawn’s chest. T made a convincing argument and they decided against a shirt, choosing instead to use an opened black glove leather jacket that matched the pants. Pulling on the jacket completed the clothing. It only remained to replace the diamond stud in the right ear lobe.
They set the armature to a standing position and put Shawn on a pedestal. Bobby Lee now experienced the full extent of T’s handiwork. Lifeless Shawn was as beautiful and sexy as ever. The electro magnets held him in perfect balance. T had Bob put his hands into the pants fly … Bob was astonished by the human warmth. He demonstrated the endless possibilities of the internal metal frame: standing, sitting, lying, even cuddling and sexual positions. Then he adjusted the right arm and punched the remote – Shawn was scratching his crotch!
Bob was inspired! Bob was ecstatic! Bob couldn’t wait for Andrew’s unwrapping!
Andrew emerged from the packing with his erection in full arousal. Bobby Lee was now convinced of T’s genius. It was even more fun to examine Andrew than Shawn. Andrew’s condition was just as superior. Except, when Bob explored the asshole, he found it loose and unresponsive. T plunged his fingers into the indifferent hole. After squirming them around a bit he invited Bob to try again. Perfect!
Now for the pleasure of dressing. Bob hopefully pulled out jeans, a stretch tee-shirt, white socks, and Shawn's Nike High tops. The white ankle socks were quickly installed. For some reason, T didn’t insist on underwear for Andrew. The black silk fitted V-neck tee-shirt started to glide down the arms but stopped at the armpits, caught on wiry red hair. It wasn’t too much trouble to smooth it down, though the left pit had to be smoothed twice. The snug tee stretched revealingly over the pecs, allowing a clutch of glinting red chest hair to explode from the V. Straightening the shirt below the waist, Bob found a tiny star tattoo he hadn’t noticed before on the right hip. While working, he kept brushing his hand ‘accidently’ against that fascinating dick. Andrew’s tailored jeans still revealed the outline of his well-exercised legs and ass. Now Bob understood why there were no underpants. He couldn’t close the fly over the big erection. The hard cock would just have to stick out. No problem, it would be a thing of joy forever. Shawn’s Nikes were too big for the feet. So, Bob had to force himself to reach in and stuff tissue around them. In ‘action’ the shoes would probably fly off easily – nothing wrong with that!
When the completed Andrew was on his pedestal, T had Bobby Lee sit down. The body had the same technology as Shawn’s, but different animatronics. T used the remote and the hips began to gently rock, thrusting the rigid penis back and forth. Bob was delighted. He envisioned many happy hours relishing this toy and sharing it with Shawn. Both playmates turned out far better than imagined.
Bob could only burble, “Money well spent.”
T had still one more feature to show. At no charge, out of gratitude for the pleasure Shawn and Andrew gave him, he had inserted a thin tube down Andrew’s urethra. He now introduced a removeable slender milky-white acrylic rod with a tear on the end into that tube. T gifted Bobby Lee, Shawn, and Andrew with an eternally pre-cumming boner. PRICELESS!
Now Robert Lee Jones can enjoy his two loves as long as his heart desires. His permanent companions will greet him every morning; Andrew with his rousing hard on and Shawn with his sparkling ear. He can wrestle with these toy boys to contentment without danger of spoiling them. Submissive collaborators, they’ll freely continue to share their beautiful bodies, no matter what changes life and age bring Bobby.
NOTE:
Even with extensive media coverage and frantic searching no one ever found these men. To this day they are still registered as missing. Maybe they’ll show up one day in an estate sale … maybe even at Sotheby’s.
Conclusion.
__________
** The user kits contained: full length dust cover, adjustable tripod stand, Neat’s foot oil, polishing chamois, down dusters, custom color touch up set (chemical formulas included for convenient duplication). All other grooming managed with everyday utensils.
