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Chronivac AI Part 03
🕑 Added 2021-01-29 03:37:25 +0000 UTCThe taste of Alex’s dick was still on Brandon’s mind. He couldn’t get that salty sweaty sensation out of his mind. Something about it just seemed to feel so good. Even now, as he stood in the elevator going out of his dorm room, it lingered on his tongue. And something down inside him craved for more.
“What’s wrong with--” Brandon cut himself off as he saw the reflection of himself in the mirror with a bit of Alex still on him. “Shit!” he cursed. A hand went up and quickly tried to wipe it away. He stared at the white sticky fluid. The smell returned to his nose. He almost felt a little dazed by it. Slowly he brought it closer to his mouth.
However, the ding of the elevator doors opening made Brandon realize what he was doing. He instantly rubbed it onto his pants, hoping that whoever it was wouldn’t notice. And good thing as on the other side of the door was Justin. He gave a sneer as he stepped onto the elevator. Never in Brandon’s life had he been so instantly at odds with someone.
It all happened two years prior when they were supposed to be working on a project together. Well, Justin being the hot little wrestler that he was, didn’t want to do it. Since Brandon didn’t have much of a life, there should have been no problem with the dork doing all of the work while Justin went out with his girlfriend. Despite all the emails and texts that Brandon sent to Justin trying to get him to join, Justin never showed up. They were then sent to the teacher. And then to the coach.
Then it all got back to Brandon. Mostly through other people, because at least for the rest of the semester if Justin had ever run into Brandon again, neither one would have been at school for a while. Justin’s anger seemed to have simmered. Not enough to be on speaking terms. But still enough to be on an elevator together. Of course in silence.
Even after all of that, Brandon couldn’t help but still find him attractive. At 5’8” he was absolutely stacked with muscle. His average height and quickness made him killer on the mat while his strength put him over the top. Pictures of him appeared all the time on the school website in his singlet and even more could be found online from other people. Each one clearly more interested in the college wrestler than college wrestling.
Then there was the one that he would have had to of hated if he knew it was out there. It was right after he’d gotten this new girlfriend and she had gone to see him. Well, her presence seemed to have sparked some pleasant memories right before his match as he had one powerful boner. One so obvious the match had to be postponed. However, that didn’t stop the observers with their telephoto lenses to snap some amazing photos. All of which conveniently cropped the woman out of the photo.
Of course that didn't mean the bad interactions Brandon had had with Justin would stop him from going to that photo and visualizing what he must be like in bed. If anything they only made the desire stronger. H=Now he had something to visualize. Brandon grit his teeth. He didn’t get many opportunities like this. “Hey. Can you make it so the elevator stops between the first and second floor,” Brandon said.
Instantly he feels the elevator jerk to a stop. “God fucking damn it!” Justin shouts to the heavens. “You’ve got to be joking. Stuck on here with this…” he mumbled the rest but Brandon had a pretty good idea what he was thinking. Justin pulled out his phone.
“Make it so he doesn’t have any service.”
“You’ve got to be shitting me,” Justin raised his phone up to the top of the elevator. He searched for a signal, but not a single bar came. Then his attention turned to Brandon. It was his final hope. “You,” he glowered as he said it. “Your phone working?”
“Uhh…” Brandon jumped as he was being addressed. “I don’t know. Let me check.” He pulled it out and looked at it. Then pretended to move it around like Justin did. However, he had other plans as he looked at the screen. “Chronivac. You said you can make it so the person’s aware of changes?”
‘Yes. All you have to do is specify that you would like the intended target to be aware. Is there something you would like to change?’
A grin popped onto Brandon’s face. Justin let out an angry scoff. “Course you’d fuckin enjoy this.” It was said under his breath but still loud enough for Brandon to hear.
Brandon ignored it, focusing on the Chronivac again. “Okay. Can you make it so he’s attracted to me sexually? But start it off slow and then make it so he finds me more and more attractive as long as he’s within four feet of me. And make it so he can be aware of the changes.”
The words appeared on the screen and then Brandon could only assume that it was working. Justin was still trying desperately to get some kind of service. “Damn it…” he groaned. His hands grabbed his hat and then tossed it on the floor. “All I wanted to do was work out this morning. Not get stuck in a fucking elevator!”
“Same,” Brandon said.
Normally Justin would have said, ‘not talking to you,’ however, Brandon was surprised to hear him say, “You work out?” There was a bit of a chuckle in his voice, but the smile on his face looked a bit more impressed.
“Not really,” Brandon said. “It’s just that Trenton was saying that he wants to train me so he can pay me back for helping him with his classes.”
“Of course that big dumb oaf would think of something like that…”
“He’s not dumb.”
That warranted a more vocal chuckle from Justin. “Whatever you say man. But I’ve seen him work on homework. It’s not like he’s a genius or something.” He bent down to pick up his hat and made sure the bill faced backwards. Then leaned against the back corner of the elevator.
“I mean… I guess,” Brandon agreed. “But he’s trying.”
“Yeah… Yeah…” Justin turned back to his phone. Though his eyes kept darting back to Brandon. They clearly liked what they were seeing but didn’t want to admit it. “So he’s going to try to make a shrimp like you into something else?”
“I guess so,” Brandon shrugged. “Maybe one day I’ll be bigger than you.”
Justin laughed off the taunt. His furrowed brow softened. “You think?” he added, throwing up a flex to show off. The perfectly molded biceps hardened, showing off just how strong they were. “You really think you’ll look better than this?” He stripped his sleeveless shirt off, showing off his muscular pecs and abs. A thin layer of sweat had started to build on his skin. With the harsh lighting of the elevator it glistened as he moved.
“Maybe,” Brandon shrugged again. This time there was a strange smile on his face.
Justin noticed. “What?” He tried to act tough. But with the dumb look on his face, he seemed to have noticed too.
“It’s nothing,” Brandon said. “You’ve just never talked to me this long before.”
“Well,” Justin tried to fill in an excuse. He clearly wanted to hate Brandon but his sex drive was starting to take over. The bulge in his sweatpants was giving it away. But based off the photo, he wasn’t fully there yet. “You know. I don’t want to get expelled right before I graduate.”
Brandon nodded at the lie. The way Justin was talking had changed as well. His arrogant, almost angry voice he used around the guys was softer, like he was talking to one of the girls. “Chronivac,” Brandon addressed his phone again, “can you make it so he’ll start to act on his sexual drive without realizing it?”
There wasn’t even a reason to look at his phone. As soon as the question was asked, it had been answered. Justin’s hand went down into his sweatpants. His hand started rubbing while Justin stared absentmindedly at Brandon. “You know, I could show you a thing or two too.”
“Oh?” Brandon smiled seeing Justin’s pace pick up ever so slightly. The touching of his cock seemed to have made his body all the more ready for what was going on. Even with his hand covering it, Brandon could see that it’d grown ever so slightly. “You think?”
“I’m pretty sure I can.”
“It looks like you’re already showing me a lot,” Brandon joked.
With the sudden call out Justin realized what was going on. The slowly building sexual haze had fully been realized by him. The heat in the elevator finally made sense and why sweat was starting to drip down his brow. “What the fuck!?” Justin pulled it out as quickly as he could. “It’s not what it looks like!” But his other hand had shot down into his pants just as he said it.
“Not what it looks like?” Brandon acted coy. “Then what is it? You get stuck on an elevator with me and start showing off, then start jacking off. What am I supposed to think?”
“Bro. I’m not gay,” Justin said. It was just now that he was realizing that he had never put his shirt back on. He grabbed it, but then his other hand went back down into his pants. “Bro. Seriously. I’m not gay.”
“Really? Is that why you want to kiss me so bad? Or do you just make that face to all the boys?”
Justin felt his lips go dry. He instinctively licked them to get rid of the sensation. However, a discomfort stayed on them. He bit the bottom one lightly to get rid of it, instantly regretting it. “I’m not gay bro. Seriously. I don’t know what the fuck’s going on.”
“I never said you were. I just also don’t know many straight guys who would jack off in front of me while giving me that face. You’re clearly thinking of all kinds of things you want to do to me.”
“Br-ooooo,” Justin moaned. He was really starting to lose himself. His hand was moving faster while his body writhed at the sensation. Each of his hard muscles flexed as they tried their damnedest not to let himself experience the gay thoughts. But those thoughts were coming in. Harder than ever.
Brandon smiled as he watched him squirm under this unseen pressure. “Why don’t you just kiss me? I can see that’s what you’re most focused on.”
For a second Justin had a strong series of thoughts again. But they were all focused directly on Brandon’s body. There was just so much soft gentle skin for him to press his lips up against. Or maybe he should just go for the mouth. He wasn’t sure. That didn’t mean he wasn’t rapidly closing the distance between the two. He stood about the same height as Brandon. When his arm hit the wall, he was just mere inches away from the other man’s face. “What the fuck’s going on?” Justin muttered as he closed the gap.
The sudden sensation from feeling Brandon’s lips against Justin’s sent both men into a bit of a frenzy. Brandon lost control of his arms as well as they started to explore every hard nook and cranny of the other man. He ran his hands over the solid abs, up his perfect pecs and then back down his arms. Meanwhile Justin was trying to find as many ways into the other man as he could. His fingers dipped down into Brandon’s pants, finding another hole to invade.
But his mind was more focused on the taste of Brandon’s tongue. There was a saltiness that just lingered inside him. And to Justin’s surprise Brandon was surprisingly good at wrestling with his tongue. With all the experience Justin had had with girls, he figured that he’d have to teach Brandon a thing or two. However, it almost felt like it was the opposite. Somehow Brandon was leading the charge, forcing his wills on the other man.
Not that Justin cared all that much. Just feeling the other man’s tongue inside him scratched an itch he never knew he had. His cock throbbed with the utmost excitement while his body went along with the motions. But it wasn’t for too long. As the public masterbation session had gotten him far closer to the climax. And with a sudden excited sound from Brandon as Justin pushed his fingers inside, forced Justin over that edge.
Justin froze. Every one of his muscles flexed as they felt himself release in his pants. But then to make it even worse, the loud ding of the elevator had just gone off. They were on the first floor. Justin pushed himself off the wall. Confusion overtaking him again. It didn’t matter. He just had to get out of there. The smell of sex was lingering around and he could feel himself getting hard again. He staggered out, tripping over his feet. But he was free.
“Woah…” Brandon said. A bit of excitement still had his mind reeling. But he went back to the Chronivac to see several other things had been added. Of course it was the obvious suggestions like wanting to kiss him. But apparently the AI was learning. Making sure to add a few extra things on the list. Things like Justin wanting to fuck him in the ass were more than welcome. Or maybe it was just seeing Justin's embarrassment run down his leg. Either way that was a fun elevator ride.
