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(Prototypes chapter 4)

***Partners.. Part II*** by StSE, universe G1

Speed racer scanned the study as the two men exchanged some more pleasantries and engaged in a farewell kiss. Apparently, Sam had to go to work and would be leaving them for a while. But this didn’t bother Speed much. Sam was ok, and he needed him to like him, but the yellow clone really wanted to just hang out with Daniel. For that man was like a twin in personality to him. They understood each other’s true passion for winning!

Silently waiting for the pepper-haired man to leave, Speed wandered around and studied the pictures on the walls. Most of them were of the two lovers. Daniel in some type of strange body armor with writing all over it, a helmet under one arm, his other arm draped across Sam’s shoulders. That man was holding a large trophy. An off-road motorcycle parked behind them, and big smiles on their faces. Under each picture was a title of a race, the date it was run, and Daniel’s name listed as the winner. Speed racer’s proud smile got bigger and bigger as he glanced at each picture. The wall was covered in dozens of them! Getting to the other side of the room, his optics were entranced by the shelves of gleaming trophies. Reaching out, he picked one up, his fingers stroking it gently as he read his master’s name on its base.

“Beautiful aren’t they?” Daniel’s voice purred in his audio. His hand slid seductively over his shoulder armor as he moved next to him.

“Yes, beautiful,” Speed racer agreed as his optics roved over the trophy’s surface. His master was a champion! A winner!

Daniel grabbed it gently out of his hands and set it back down. His hazel eyes filled with lust as he turned the clone to face him. The clone’s bonding cable still extended and taunt since he hadn’t ordered him to retract it. “Would you like to be in those pictures with me and Sam?” he purred as he stroked Speed’s gray cheek.

He was offering to let him be in the winner’s circle with him?!? Speed’s optics widened in glee. To stand as the winner!! He licked his lips in anticipation as he nodded.

Daniel watched the excitement in the clone’s optics. This one really did have a competitive spirit! He was so perfect! “Tell ya what. I will teach you to be my mechanic and to also help me train. Then you’ll be part of my racing team,” he purred as his fingers caressed his helm.

“To win!” Speed purred in reply. His optics were bright with the excitement of being on the winning team. His owner was so perfect!

“Yes, to win!” the blond man purred. Gently, he took the clone’s lips. His tongue caressing them, begging for entrance. The clone’s facial covering was warm, pliable, almost – human.

Trembling in excitement at being in the arms of a champion, Speed parted his lips. His optics widened slightly in surprise at the difference in the taste of the human’s mouth to his own. He explored the warm wetness with his glossa. The bony teeth of the human so different, so exciting..

Daniel pressed himself tighter to the clone. The stiffness of Speed’s taunt bonding cable sliding between his legs turning him on even more! His own cock strained against the confines of his slacks. Wanting freedom… Wanting to enjoy that tight port that Sam had enjoyed so much! He explored the clone’s mouth. The slight metallic flavor of Speed, so different from a human… Different, but so erotic! Reaching down with a hand, he curled it around the cable. Enjoying the reactionary shudder of the yellow mech against him…

“Do… Do you want me to pleasure you?” Speed gasped as he released his lips. The clone wanted to feel him… Taste him.. His master the champion!

Searching the eager clone’s face, Daniel smiled. “Not yet, I want to see how fast I can make you overload,” he purred.

The yellow clone yelped in excitement as his hand closed more firmly around his bonding cable. His chassis shuddered in excitement at the power of the man’s body against him. Running his hands over Daniel’s arms, he could feel the hard bundles of knotted muscles underneath the cloth. But he wanted to see the man. Feel the man. Without a second thought, he grabbed the cloth and ripped.

“Mmmmmmmmm, a lively one!” Daniel purred as his shirt ripped away. The aggressiveness of the clone’s actions serving to heighten his passion!

Encouraged by the man’s response, Speed grinned and slid his fingers under the waistband of his slacks. The fabric not standing a chance against his strong hands! Soon the man stood naked except for his shoes and socks. Speed scanned his powerful physique. For the middle-aged man was a true athlete! Keeping himself in shape for motocross by hours of weightlifting and jogging. His sleek body ripped with muscles like that of a man half his age. His engorged cock giving his lust away…

Grabbing the tires on the clone’s shoulders, Daniel pushed him forcefully towards the counter. “Get up on it and sit down,” he ordered with a lust filled growl.

Almost running to the counter, the eager clone jumped on top of it and settled himself. Watching his master as the man took his shoes and socks off, throwing them casually behind him as a he strode up to the waiting clone. He grabbed his taunt bonding cable. “You’re mine, scream it!” he growled as he began to stroke it.

Sensations flew threw the clone. The man’s hand pumped his cable with strong, sure strokes. “Ahhhhhhhh, I’m yours Daniel! Ahhhhhh!” Speed screamed as he threw his head back in total ecstasy.

“Louder!” Daniel growled as he leaned down and swiped his tongue over the sensitive terminal end of the clone’s cable.

He gripped his fingers tightly against the edge of the counter, his entire chassis jerking in response to the man’s tongue. “Daniel! Ahhhhhhhhh! I’m yours Master! MMMMAAAASSSTTTERRR!” Speed screamed as loud as he could. He wanted Daniel to be pleased with him… Keep him… Overload with him… His master was so good!

“Keep screaming my name,” the blond man ordered in a low growl. His fingers dove into Speed’s slick aft port just as his mouth closed around his bonding cable.

Speed fell back on the counter as the waves of incredible sensory impulses flooded over him. His chassis jerking uncontrollably as his engine began to roar. “DDDAAAANNNIIIEEELLLL! Mmmmmmmmmm! SSSOOOO GGGOOOOOOODDDD!” he screamed as his systems began to overload one-by-one. With a final scream, the clone went limp.

Daniel let him slip from his mouth as he stood up. Slipping his fingers out of the clone’s slick port, he began to stroke his own hard cock. Lubricating it with the clone’s own lubricant… “Damn, you sure are a hell of a droid!” he purred to the unconscious clone. He ran his other hand gently over the yellow chassis as he admired him. “Yes, a perfect clone, so perfect!” he said.

Pulling the clone towards him, he slowly thrust his throbbing cock into him. That wonderfully tight, slick port felt almost as good as Sam’s ass! Grunted in pleasure, he began to slowly thrust into the clone. “Damn, Sam was right! You feel so, so good,” he purred. Grabbing the mech’s legs, he forced them up against his shoulders, which allowed him to penetrate that wonderful port even deeper.

Speed’s audios picked up his words as he reactivated. He beamed in pride as his optics brightened to their normal red glow. His master was pleased! Very, very pleased. Yes, Speed should feel good to him. He was built to be the best! His internal port sensors were going wild from the stimulation of the man’s cock sliding over them. Those strong hands wrapped around his thighs, holding him tight as Daniel thrust into him. Speed slid his hands over Daniel’s. “Mmmmmmmmm,” he moaned as he threw his head back and arched his chassis.

“You like it when a man fucks you,” Daniel growled as he increased the force of his thrusts. His muscular body glistening with sweat, his hazel eye’s hazed over with lust.

“Ahhhhhhhhh, fuck me Daniel! Fuuuuuuck me!” Speed screamed, knowing the man liked it to hear his named screamed. He’d do anything the man wanted. The man was a perfect master! The man was a winner!

Rocking his hips slightly side to side, Daniel gripped his thighs harder. “How much do you want me to fuck you Speed? Tell me,” he purred. He liked fucking this clone. He didn’t have to worry about condoms. He didn’t have to worry about tearing him, making him bleed. He could fuck this living machine as hard as he wanted to. And the machine would beg for more! Speed was the perfect toy, the perfect ‘partner’.

“Fuuuuck me Daniel! Fuuuuck me harder! Ahhhhhhhh!” Speed screamed as the man sped up, slamming his hips into him. Mercilessly drilling him with his cock… But it felt so good! “Daniel FUUUUUUUCK me! Please FUUUUUCK me master!” the yellow clone yelled as loud as he could. His entire chassis trembled in reaction to the incredible sensations that the man’s cock was causing.

“Grab your dick. Your hard dick Speed. Stroke it with me. Cum with me!” Daniel growled as he gritted his teeth. His face turning into a mask of pure desire… He loved to watch his partner jack off while he was in his ass. It was beyond erotic! And to pound someone like this without hurting them! It was – incredible!

Cross-referencing told the clone that the man meant his bonding cable. Hurriedly, he grabbed the taunt cable, stroking it in synch with the man’s thrusts. “Ahhhhhhhh,” he moaned as the pleasure signals doubled in intensity. He hadn’t bee programmed to self-interface, but this self-pleasuring while Daniel drilled his port was incredible!

“You’re a fucking dirty droid whore aren’t you Speed?! All you wanna do is fuck me, you dirty droid!” Daniel snarled, his body beginning to tremble all over.

Apparently, being a ‘fucking dirty droid whore’ was what Daniel wanted him to be. So Speed racer was more than happy to be one! Especially if it meant more attention like this! “Mmmmmmmmm, I’m your FUUUUUCKING DIIIIIRRRRTYYYY DROOOOIIIIID!” he screamed in between his gasps. “AHHHHHHHH, FUUUUUCK MEEEE HAAAARRRRRDEEERR!” he added. He wanted it harder, faster. He pumped his own cable with renewed vigor.

“I’m going to cum Speed. Do you want me to pull out? Huh? Cum all over your beautiful armor?” Daniel purred as he pushed himself closer and closer to the brink. “Or do you want me to cum in your mouth? Huh? Taste the saltiness of my cum?” he purred. God, he did love to spew in a man’s mouth. Watch them drink it all down like a fine Martini!

Speed didn’t know exactly what he meant. His data banks told him what ‘cumming’ and ‘cum’ were, as well as oral sex. Did Daniel want him to suck him off? Was that what he wanted? “Mmmmmmm, I wanna taste you Daniel!” he moaned, still pumping his own cable in excitement.

“Keep stroking yourself Speed. When I pull out, slide off the counter and suck me,” Daniel gasped the orders.

He pulled out, and stepped back at the same time, still pumping his cock with his hand. Speed slid off the counter top onto his knees, his mouth sucking in the man’s cock even as he shuddered with his own impending overload. Daniel grabbed his helm, slamming it hard against the side of the counter as he thrust into his mouth a few more times. Then his cock almost seemed to vibrate in Speed’s mouth as it erupted in a fountain of salty cum. “Drink it Speed! Drink it!” Daniel screamed as his whole body spasmed in waves of climax.

The clone swallowed it down, pumping himself faster and faster. The excitement of pleasing his master adding to his own pleasure! As Daniel slumped against the counter, the mech trembled, his scream muffled by the softening cock in his mouth. And with a final shudder, he overloaded again.

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Speed racer slowly rebooted, the alarms going off one-by-one in his meta. His entire chassis seemed to tingle from the aftereffects of the massive overload. With a half-dazed grin, his optics brightened. Yes, if this was his life, to feel pleasure under the hands of a champion – to give that champion pleasure… It was a wonderful way to live!

“You are truly perfect Speed. Truly perfection!” Daniel’s masculine voice filled his audios.

Slowly sitting up, Speed grinned drunkenly up at the naked man. Daniel was sitting on a bar stool, mixed drink in hand, looking at him with a very, very satisfied look on his ruggedly handsome face. “Yes, I am – and so are you,” he replied.

Daniel took a sip, chuckling at the clone’s brag/compliment. “Boy, you sure are a cocky bastard!” he quipped.

Realizing that the pleasure was probably over for now, the clone shut his primary port and retracted his bonding cable within himself. Standing up, he grinned at the man. “And so are you,” he teased back.

This caused the man to grin from ear-to-ear. “Guess we’re both so perfect that no one shall ever match us?” he smirked.

Speed strolled up to him, gently stroking those cut muscles. His cross-referencing told him that this man was considered middle aged, but would be high up on the human scale of ‘attractiveness’. Not to mention that Daniel loved to race, loved to win as much as Speed did. “Yes, no one shall every match us,” he agreed.

“Care for a drink?” Daniel asked with a smirk. He really liked this clone. This guy had an ego as big as his own, and he liked racing, he liked winners. Yes, Tim had programmed him just right for his cocky brother.

“We don’t drink,” Speed racer said as he cocked his head in curiosity.

“Ahhh, but you taste! Let me teach you what tastes good!” Daniel chuckled. Standing up, he strolled over to the bar and began to mix his masterpiece, a ‘motocross martini’. He glanced up at the yellow clone, enjoying the fact that those red optics were following his every move, as if admiring him. And Daniel did enjoy having his naked body admired. Too bad Sam was the jealous type. But at least his boyfriend had agreed to ‘share’ him with the clone. He’d never get blue balls again when Sam left on those fuckin’ week-long business trips!

Speed racer tracked the man with his optics, locking every detail of his muscular physique into his memory banks. Yes, it was good to have Daniel as his master. He was not only a winner, but he looked good winning as well! He licked his glossa across his lips, tasting the salty residue of Daniel on them.

Daniel strolled over and handed the clone the glass. “We call this my ‘motocross martini’ – it’s a lot stronger than a regular martini. Only a champ can appreciate it!” he purred. His hazel eyes watched the clone as he lifted the glass to his wonderful gray lips and stuck his tongue in it, just like TC had done with Sharon’s coffee.

As he dipped his glossa into the liquid, Speed racer kept his optics on Daniel, he liked the fact that the man seemed to always be admiring his chassis. Like the man just couldn’t get enough of him! Pulling his glossa back in his mouth, he swished it around so that his sensors could fully appreciate it. The high alcohol content in it burned just slightly, but his data banks told him that humans enjoyed the burning sensation. So he smiled at Daniel as he handed back the glass. “Very strong, very good,” he complimented.

Daniel preened at the compliment. Taking the glass back, he flipped it up, drinking it all down in one gulp. Wiping his mouth as he enjoyed the burn, he chuckled. “A clone after my own heart!” he said as he slapped Speed’s shoulder armor. Tossing the glass back towards the bar, he didn’t even wince as it shattered on the marble floor. Hell, the maid would clean it up later on. “Well, I have to get a shower and get dressed, you wanna help?” he asked the clone.

Speed jumped off the stool, eager to learn more things concerning this perfect human. With a slag-eating grin on his face, he followed his master through the mansion.

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“Ok, you check the tire pressure like this,” Daniel explained as he showed the clone how to remove the valve and check the tire pressure with the little gauge. Then he explained what the tire pressures should be on all the different vehicles and motorcycles in the large garage, and why. Generally relating to the pressure as it pertained to speed and performance, since that seemed to just thrill the yellow clone. “Now check every tire, I’ll be back after I grab a bite,” Daniel said as he handed Speed racer the gauge and patted his shoulder armor.

Speed grinned as his optics tracked the man until he disappeared through the door. Going to the first Yamaha 2-stroke bike, he began to do his task. He’d never realized how much tire pressure had to do with speed and winning, but now that he knew – Daniel would never, never have to worry about over or under inflated tires again! Although Speed liked his ‘job’ pleasuring and being pleasured, he felt a little better now that he’d have something else to do. Something important that would help them win. He’d actually be part of Daniel’s team! So with more eagerness than a human would feel, Speed went through the entire collection of vehicles without a break. Adding air as needed, removing air as needed.

He beamed in pride as Daniel came back. “All done master,” he announced.

Daniel looked at him in amazement. “Really?” he asked. He’d figured that the clone would take as long as he did, which considering the four sportscars, two duallies, and twenty or so motorcycles – would’ve taken much, much more than an hour!

“Yes,” Speed racer assured him. He had done a thorough job; he’d checked several of them twice!

Daniel’s mouth fell open, “Damn you’re good!”

“I know,” Speed racer replied, his face beaming.

“Well, come on. You wanna try out an off road course?” Daniel asked him as he walked over to a row off motocross outfits hanging on the wall.

Speed racer swelled up in excitement. He was going to get to burn rubber again! Nodding, a slag-eating grin spread from audio-to-audio.

Daniel was pulling on his protective jacket then. Grinning, he glanced at the excitement on the yellow clone’s face. This clone was so damned perfect in every way! “Toss me the blue helmet,” he told him.

Jogging up to the shelf of full-face helmets, Speed racer grabbed one and tossed it to Daniel. “So, are we going to race each other?!” he asked in an excited voice.

Daniel chuckled as he flipped the face mask open and slid the helmet on. “Tell ya what, today you run behind me. Get used to the course. It’s pretty technical. But tomorrow – we’ll race it!” he promised with a wink.

Though he was a little sad that they weren’t going to race each other today, the clone was happy that his master was promising they’d race each other! He gasped in excitement as Daniel grabbed one of his 2-strokes and kick started it – just as the automatic garage door opened.

“Well, Speed racer, transform and follow me!” Daniel yelled as he did a wheelie out of the garage. Laying yet another strip of black on the concrete…

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Sam stopped his Escalade on the road leading up to their estate. His eyes glued to the spectacle on their private dirt bike course. No, it wasn’t the sight of his lover powering up into spectacular jumps over the mounds of dirt. No, it wasn’t the fact that he was always so turned on by the mere sight of Daniel in his motocross outfit. It was the yellow go-cart sized formula-one race car following the dirt bike around the track. The clone taking every jump in stride, his tires smoking as he sought to stay on Daniel’s tail pipes.

Chuckling, Sam parked the SUV and got out, putting his binoculars to his eyes. Yes, the little clone Tim had sent was perfect! Truly perfect! Now, he’d never have to worry about Daniel getting bored and straying. His lover now had a pet that loved everything he did it seemed. A pet that he was free to fuck anytime he needed release!

No, it didn’t bother Sam one little bit that Daniel would probably be pumping that pretty little yellow aft on a daily basis. After all, the clone was just a machine. Granted, a thinking, feeling machine. But a machine none-the-less! A machine that he could fuck as well! A machine that reacted to any man’s touch in the same way..

Yes, he liked Speed racer. For the yellow clone gave the jealous man a sense of security. For the clone wouldn’t let Daniel out of his sight, and now, he wouldn’t let any other man get close to the gorgeous blond! So Sam was very, very pleased with him…

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Note: Mind's been in the gutter all weekend and it's raining outside. So I have nothing to do but clean and write. Hope you've enjoyed!
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