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Subject: {ASSM} The Real Thing (MM, MF) by Darius Thornhill 
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Date: Fri, 20 Oct 2006 15:10:03 -0400
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The Real Thing (MM, MF)

I'd just finished fucking my artificial vagina Mk4. It was my best yet - a 
soft but tight concoction of foam, soft plastic bags all mounted in a 
plastic tube which I taped in place on my bunk. The addition of warm water 
was a stroke of genius if you don't mind me saying so - it added weight, 
warmth and the kind of soft wetness you that was almost like the real thing. 
The real thing - a nice tight pussy mmmmm.

It was an odd thing to turn my intellect to I know. But when you're miles 
away from the real thing surrounded by what, with the best will in the world 
as I am one of them, could best be described as geeks. Rock geeks, ice 
geeks, biology geeks, even the female staff counted as geeks and not one of 
them was a likely candidate for a quiet grope let alone a full blooded fuck. 
  Hence the artificial pussy - better than another right-hand job and not as 
good as the real thing but it was all I had. I suppose I was lucky really. 
Being a senior researcher did give me the privilege of my own, albeit rather 
small, bunk room rather than the doubles that the more junior staff had to 
share.

We tended to work 10 to 12 hours a day but that still left plenty of time 
for recreation and the creative activities. Some people took up photography 
or painting. I took up making pretend pussies to fuck as it was the best way 
to keep sane on this bleak island where summer was like winter anywhere 
else. Sure the work was interesting but 12 hours a day was enough. I needed 
more and the conversation soon flagged as my colleagues where only really 
interested in their work and that was what I wanted to get away from. A few 
people used the small gym we set up to try to keep fit but most just gave up 
on any exercise other than what their research demanded of them.

Every three months the supply ship would arrive to rotate those who'd 
finished their research. For a few days afterwards it was great. New people, 
new supplies and a fresh mix of personalities. But the new people soon 
settled down to the research routine and became like all the rest. The 
latest batch did contain one interesting person though. Robert was a recent 
PhD and must have been 25 or so. He was not like most of the others in that 
he didn't just talk about work. In fact he was quite happy to talk about his 
travels and his other hobbies so I spent quite lot of time chatting to him 
in the mess. Like I said to all the new arrivals "If there's anything I can 
help you with just let me know."

After a few weeks Robert came up to me one day in the mess where I was just 
finishing my lunch.

"Dr Lander?"

"Robert. Sit down, and you can drop the `Doctor' just plain Paul will do.

"OK, thanks.

"What can I do for you?"

"Well to be honest I'm not sure. My work is OK, going well I fact but I just 
don't feel I'm really fitting in here."

"Of course you are Robert. Everyone gets on with you and that's the most 
important thing in a small community like this.

"Yes I think that's right but it all seems so, I don't know, cold. People 
just exist in their own little research vacuums and that's all there is."

"Well if you wanted to build warm and loving relationships this is not the 
place you'll find them - you know what academics are like. They are the same 
the world over in my experience."

"But you're not like that. We can talk other stuff as well as work."

"I know how you feel. Sometimes it drives me nuts too."

"How do you cope? You've been here for nearly a year haven't you?

"10 months, 13 days to be exact." I said. In the back of my mind my 
artificial pussy smiled at me. "Exercise." I said.

"In the gym?"

"Yes." I said a little too quickly to push my lovely soft foam pussy back 
into its secret place. "In the gym. A routine. Takes your mind off the day 
to day stuff and helps you sleep too if you work at it."

"Will you show me? I've never done any gym stuff before."

"If you're sure, you're welcome to join me and we can work out a program. 
Don't get your hopes up too much though the equipment we have here is pretty 
basic."

"What should I wear?"

"Oh just shorts and a t-shirts will be fine."

We agreed to meet after work that day.

Gym was a pretty grand description for the small room we had set aside and 
the few pieces of equipment but it was a distraction and that's what we both 
needed.

Robert arrived a few minutes after me, dressed in long trousers and a 
t-shirt.

"I'm a bit embarrassed as I didn't actually bring any shorts as it's so cold 
here, but if it's OK with you I'll wear my boxers. They are quite decent!"

"No problem, wear what you are comfortable with." He undid the flies of his 
trousers and stepped out of them to real some quite tight cotton boxers that 
managed to emphasise his bulge and his already quite fit backside. He didn't 
look like he needed to work out to me. His broad shoulders and flat stomach 
completed the picture of a fit young guy - the kind of body I'd had ten 
years before.

We started of with the basic stuff, warm-ups, stretches and breathing 
exercises. While he was stretching I was presented with a fairly close up 
image of his under shorts stretched tightly over his butt and his manly 
bulge. It wasn't that I fancied him, I was never into men, but there's 
something about a fit young body male or female that makes you look. So I 
looked.  As he warmed up small damp patches of sweat began to appear under 
his arms and down the back of his shorts and I could sense a definite manly 
smell in the room.

We moved onto the machines. I showed him what to do and how to build up the 
reps as time went on so he didn't strain himself. This meant working closer 
to him and on occasions we'd accidentally touch. The first time this 
happened he just smiled at me and raised his eyebrows slightly as if to say 
"Sorry, it happens you know."

On one machine he had to lie face down and lift a weight with his legs. I 
stood beside him quite fascinated with the tendons and muscles moving in his 
legs, back and butt. His cheeks clenched into hard roundness and relaxed 
into softer globes as he pumped the weight. Then it was my turn and as I 
raised and lowered my legs Robert stood where I had stood and I had the 
peculiar sensation that he was watching my butt as I'd watched his. It 
didn't really connect at the time. I just thought it was all idle curiosity 
and we carried on the workout until we had both had enough.

The shower room had separate cubicles but after he had showered he walked 
naked to the bench where he'd left his clothes. His butt was firm, white and 
beautifully rounded - quite a work of art I thought, he should be proud of 
it. As I watched he started to towel himself dry and as he rubbed his 
shoulders he turned towards me saying, "Thanks Paul, that was great. I hope 
it wasn't a bore for you."

"Umm no." I said caught slightly off guard. Now I had a full view of his 
cock and balls surrounded by fine dark hair. "Anytime is OK with me. Like I 
said if there's anything I can do to help..."

"Well tomorrow then? If its not too much trouble?"

"No that would be great. Look forward to it. Its good to have the company."

We left then and I returned to my room. It wasn't long before I took my 
pretend pussy from her hiding place and my lubricated cock was sliding 
effortlessly into her tight foam embrace. Usually I made it last as long as 
I could savouring the joy of thrusting my hips against a firm object with a 
nice tight hole to stimulate my cock. Tonight was different though. I found 
that as I gently fucked, my mind was not thinking of an ex-girlfriend's 
pussy but of her sexy little butt which once when we'd had a few drinks she 
let me fuck. She'd come like a train after a few minutes of butt fucking and 
so had I, filling her with my cum, but when we sobered up in the morning 
she'd said she didn't want to do it again. No explanation and no discussion 
just a straight `no'.

With those lovely sexy thoughts I came and pumped my load into her absent 
anus with quiet grunts and thrusts. I was more satisfied than I had been for 
ages and rolled over and fell asleep with my cock still in my artificial 
pussy / butt.

I woke early in the morning and felt the tightness round my cock. I was 
immediately excited and in my drowsy state I fucked slowly while my mind 
drifting over various sexy cunts and butts I'd been in or would like to 
have. In my sleepy state it didn't occur to me that my mind had drifted to a 
male bum. Tight, white male buttocks encased in close fitting under pants... 
Robert's butt. The kinkiness of it made my cock harder and this made my 
artificial butt tighter and more exciting. I daydreamed of fucking his arse 
and it wasn't long before I came, pumping my semen into the oiled plastic 
lining like it was a condom. Afterwards I fell asleep again, smiling to 
myself at my kinky thoughts about my colleague's backside. If only he knew!

Robert and I carried on our workouts becoming better friends all the time 
only now when he was face down on the bench I was looking with more than 
academic interest. I was imagining what my artificial anus would feel like 
as soon as I got back to my room. At one stage I had to turn round because 
my own cock was beginning to stir in my shorts and I had half a hard-on. Now 
had he seen that it would have been embarrassing. I had to be careful in the 
shower too as I didn't want to be caught looking at his dreamy bum.

Things would have continued like that until I rotated out a month or two 
later, but you know fate has a way of buggering things up. Well in the 
circumstance that was an appropriate choice of words I suppose.

The quiet knock on my door came an hour or so after a workout. Robert stood 
there looking a little, well un-relaxed.

"Robert, come in. What can I do for you?" He stepped into the room and I 
pointed to the only chair while I sat on my bed.

"Paul, you said once that if there's anything I needed to ask."

"Of course. I consider us friends, so ask away. What is it?"

"Its kind of embarrassing. I don't know what you will think."

"Well you'll never know until you tell me. Anything you say here will be in 
confidence, you do know that don't you?" This seemed to reassure him.

Suddenly he blurted out, "Erm it's about sex. What do you do about sex?"

"What?" I said rather taken aback.

"Look can I be honest with you? You've been here longer than I have. You 
seem like the same kind of guy as me but you seem to have it all under 
control. I have been going nuts lately. I guess I need sex but none of the 
women here seem to be the type."

"Amen to that!" I said.

"So what do you do? I mean masturbating is OK but it is a bit limited."

"Christ Robert what a question!" He stood up suddenly.
"I'm sorry I shouldn't have said anything I'll just work it out I suppose."

"No its all right. I was just a bit surprised that's all. Sit down - its OK"

"Really? You don't think I'm stupid? Only I get so frustrated you know?"

"Yes I know. Me too"

"So how do you cope? Are you secretly shagging one of the women?"

"The chance would be a fine thing, but I don't think any of them are 
interested." My mind turned over the possibilities of telling him about my 
secret sex toy. How embarrassing to admit that me a grown man was fucking 
foam and plastic. But he looked so mournful sitting there, so I told him. He 
looked a bit surprised and then to my surprise said. "Could I see it?" What 
could I do? I had nothing left to lose and he did seem quite interested. I 
reached into the cupboard and pulled it out.

"There," I said. "That's my Mk 4 - the improved version." He looked at it 
for a while and then shocked me again.

"What do you think about when you're ... using it?" My reaction must have been 
a bit more obvious than I wanted because he looked at me with a sudden 
awareness.

"I think about fucking pussies and well other stuff as well."

"Other stuff?"

"Yes. Sort of more kinky stuff."

"What sort of things?" I noticed his breath had quickened a little.

"Well I had this girlfriend and just once she let me, you know, fuck her ... 
butt." There I'd said it. Robert was sitting up alert and tense. His 
trousers showed a healthy bulge between his legs which I was sure hadn't 
been there before.

"Was it good?"

"It was fucking amazing. Tight, kinky, taboo, sexy. I was incredible." Now 
my cock was starting to get stiff at the thought of it. The atmosphere in 
the room was tense with sexual excitement.

"Paul I don't know how to say this, but instead of your artificial butt... 
what about the real thing?"

"That would be lovely but none of the women here would be interested."

"I wasn't thinking of the women..." And his look said it all.

"You mean.. you? You and me?"

"Yes. If you don't want to I will understand. Only when we've been working 
out and in the shower I noticed your body and you looking at me and I've 
been thinking about you so I just thought..." He trailed off.

I was dumbfounded. Had I been that obvious? What to do. A decision to be 
made. The tension hung in the air as he looked at me and I looked at him. 
His broad shoulders, his trim waist and the tightness between his legs. What 
the hell. I was broad-minded and randy as hell. Why not?

"OK." I said.

"OK?" He grinned.

"Yes OK. We can see what happens. It could be fun." He smiled and relaxed.

"Wow! That's so cool. I was so unsure but I had to ask, to offer.."

"To offer?"

"Yes to offer you my, you know, my body."

"You want me to, to ... fuck you?"

"Yes and I'll do it to you too if you want." What amazed me was how my cock 
jumped and by butt twitched when he suggested fucking me. I'd never thought 
of it before but the sexually charged feeling in that room made it all seem 
so obvious. Of course I wanted to feel his hard cock between my legs and 
sliding up my bum. Of course I did.

There was an embarrassed silence as neither of us knew what to do next.

"How shall we start? I don't have any experience with another guy Robert. Do 
you?"

"Well yes, a little. When I was young there was this boy at school who liked 
to play boys and girls he called it. Sometimes he was the girl and sometimes 
I was. We just used to lay there with our cocks between each others legs - 
no actual fucking but it was a nice feeling when he squeezed my bum."

"Wow that's so sexy!"

Robert stood up and held my arms. "We could start like this." He said, 
taking my hand and placing it on his semi-erect cock. It felt beautiful 
growing hard under in my palm. I rubbed him through the thin material of his 
trousers and he smiled and started to move against my hand. Then I had an 
idea.

"I want to watch you fuck my artificial pussy Robert. I want to watch your 
butt pushing and tensing and maybe help it along a bit."

"You're right, you are kinky. That would be cool." He laughed. I poured a 
little massage oil into the pussy and placed it on the bed while he stripped 
off. Robert knelt over it and I massaged his cock until pulling back his 
foreskin I told him to push forward and watched as his cock slide into the 
tight gap. It was really quite sexy to see another man's hardness 
penetrating `my' pussy and soon he was thrusting slowly in and out while I 
watched his beautiful round cheeks tensing, thrusting and withdrawing. I was 
soon naked too and kneeling behind him massaging his cheeks while he fucked 
with long slow motions. I stroked his cheeks and gently teased his anus with 
a finger. He moaned a little and told me it felt good.

My cock was rock hard now so I knelt up a little so that it was pointing 
between his cheeks. Pouring a little oil onto it I moved forward so suddenly 
as he drew back from his fucking my cock slide along the length of his 
smooth crack between his cheeks. We both gasped at the hard velvet of the 
contact. He spread his legs a little and I moved so my cock was now under 
his balls as he continued to fuck the pussy. My cock has now sliding from 
over his balls and right up over his anus. He wriggled and I noticed his 
little brown star was contracting and opening, winking an invitation. I 
moved so the tip of my cock caught in his anus. He immediately stopped 
thrusting and reached back to pull his cheeks apart.

"Are you sure?" I said.

"Yes, yes I want it. I'm nearly coming and I want to feel it in me."

He moved slowly back and forward titillating his cock in the pussy and my 
cock in his anus. The tip pushed open his tight little ring - god that felt 
good - easing its way into him with small pushes and pressures. Now he was 
head down on my bed with his bum in the air, his cock in the pussy and my 
cock questing for entrance into his virgin backside. He pushed back and 
relaxed his muscles and suddenly the head of my cock popped into his arse. 
Wow! I nearly came there and then. It was so much better than the pussy. He 
was right, this was the real thing - warm, responsive and the aroma of his 
warm body and its arousal just blew me away. I slid in further. The inside 
of his anus felt smooth, tight, hot and so very fuckable. He jumped a little 
as the thickest part of my cock pressed into his sphincter but I was gentle 
and eased out and in, fucking him with half my cock and already knowing I 
wasn't going to last long.

"Robert that's so fucking good!" I gasped.

"Yes, yes it is, I want it all in." He panted as he started to fuck the 
pussy harder. The movement relaxed and opened his anus and with the sudden 
easing my cock slid full length into his sexy arsehole. I gasped again. Oh 
that feeling! The smooth strong roundness of his cheeks against my lower 
stomach. My balls pressed against his. The sweet clamp around my cock. The 
power in his body as he fucked the pussy and in rhythm fucked me back as I 
fucked him. The slippery smoothness of the inside of his backside was too 
much. The feeling of pressure slowly reached up to the end of my cock and 
exploded in spurt after spurt each supported by a new thrust deep into his 
virgin taboo hole. I heard him grunting and felt his own spasms as he 
squeezed his arse cheeks together and pumped his cum into the artificial 
pussy, milking my cock as he did so. I kept coming and pumping and grunting 
and fucking his beautiful arse. And he was right - it was the real thing, 
much better than the Mk 4 and I admitted to myself later better than my 
girlfriend's soft bottom. His was firmer, fuller, and fitter and well, just 
more fuckable.

Well that was the first time we fucked. Later when we recovered he played 
with my cock and I his, but we didn't fuck again until the next night when 
he slide his delightful cock between my cheeks and popped my anal cherry as 
I lay spread eagled over a deep pillow on my bed. When I felt his smooth 
curly pubic hair caressing my butt cheeks as he slid in and out of me and 
his balls slapping gently against mine that nearly made me come right there. 
As it was he filled my wanton hole with his cum and I came on the pillow 
without touching my cock.

Over the next few weeks we fucked as often as we could. We even made a 
double ended artificial butt so we could face each other and feel our cocks 
sliding over one another inside. We generally fucked in the gym and in the 
shower and on one memorable occasion we met by accident in the store room 
and he bent me over a storage box quickly filling my bum with cum before 
anyone came. I spent the afternoon thinking of his cum leaking from my bum 
and wetting my pants and it made me hard thinking of it. Eventually we 
started to get a few funny looks from the other researchers -you can't keep 
secrets in a station this small - so we limited our erotic encounters to my 
room after that. Mind you it may have been that we were obviously happier - 
both of us. The work went better and we were able to mix better with our 
colleagues.

At the end of that three month tour my time was up and I was to be rotated 
out. I was due to go back to my university and Robert was staying on to 
complete his research at the station for another three month tour.

So that was that I thought. It was good fucking Robert and being fucked by 
him, but I was back in the world of available women now, post grads and city 
girls often ready and willing to fuck a senior academic.

On the ship I met a female colleague who'd been on a different research 
station. We'd fucked in the past, recreationally rather than romantically so 
we both thought it would be a good way to pass the time on the voyage. She 
was good looking and I learned after a few days when she suggested I tie her 
up before fucking that she was more open-minded than she had been before and 
liked some gentle domination during sex - more experience and a little older 
I suppose.

One evening I had her tied face up on the bed with her legs pulled and 
strapped apart but with her knees right up to her chest. She was helpless 
and wide open and I could see her face while I fucked her which turned her 
on. I'd placed a pillow under her hips to allow easy access to her pussy. I 
was kneeling between her legs licking her clitoris and fingering her pussy 
when I thought I'd try a little experiment.  I let my tongue slide down over 
her pussy and started licking her anus.

"Oh God! What are you doing?"

"Licking your bottom." I said, pushing the tip of my tongue into her little 
pucker. "Do you like it?"

"Its so dirty and kinky and it feels nice and naughty." I continued to slide 
my tongue into her anus and lubricated her with my saliva. Soon she was 
groaning and moving against me  as much as she could in her tied position so 
I knelt up, lay full length on her and whispered I her ear, "You like that 
don't you. Well I'm going to fuck your sexy bottom and you won't be able to 
stop me. I'm going to ease my cock into your tight bum and fuck you until I 
fill your arsehole with my semen. Then I'm going to make you put your little 
white panties on and some shorts and make you walk round the ship with my 
cum leaking from your backside and everyone will know I've been buggering 
your sexy tight little bum and they'll all want to bugger you as well. Lots 
of big cocks fucking your anus one after the other filling your sexy arse 
with semen." She was bucking and moaning and nearly coming as I shifted back 
so I could position my cock in the opening of her bum. She was wet, ready 
and helpless as I slid the tip of my cock into her tightness. She squirmed 
and moaned and pushed against me. She was getting more and more excited and 
started talking to me as I slide my cock further into her. "Yes, fuck my 
naughty bottom Daddy. I want you to fill my bum with your cock and come 
inside me. I want you to have my virgin arse all for yourself. I won't tell 
Mummy. You can bugger me whenever you want to. Bugger me Daddy, bugger ... my... 
naughty... little... bottom... yes ..." And then she started screaming and shaking 
as she came and came while I fucked her with long slow thrusts.

Afterwards she said, "Jesus Paul! That was amazing. Where did you learn to 
do that?!" I didn't tell her of course. I just mumbled that you gain more 
confidence as you get older and read people better I suppose. I didn't tell 
her that I hadn't come either. It had been good and I'd enjoyed our sexy 
game, but I don't know, it wasn't like what I was used to - Robert's tight 
fit bum and the fact that he could penetrate my tight anus with his warm 
hard cock was just different. He just felt right, like the real thing.

One of the advantages of seniority in a university is that you get to select 
research projects and interview the prospective candidates. Robert's 
interview took place in my top floor office one evening. Needless to say he 
passed with flying colours. He answered most of the questions while looking 
out over the courtyard from my bay window. To get a better look at the 
college grounds he was kneeling in the window seat. His white pants were 
round his knees, his shirt was round his waist and I held his hips, playing 
with his cheeks and cock while indulging my addiction by buggering his well 
oiled bum slowly and sensuously in the evening light. Standing there 
watching my slippery cock slide in between his firm smooth cheeks and into 
his tight and willing anus I was thinking what a perfect world it is, if 
only you have an open mind and are not afraid of a little bit of research.

Darius Thornhill
August 2006

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