This made a lot of people dislike him because he could get cranky and snapped at people. He got spit in his food from many a waiter that he ticked off... He was stagnated because he didn’t know how to mingle with some of the hard drinking good old boys. He didn’t know how to play that game. The people above him reminded him of the Jocks in high school. The car was the way to break out of that mold. Even his out of work life was straight. He was a slim man, clean shaven and wore suits. He ate. With a glance out of one eye, Jason saw it was mechanical like the one that was in Paul's house. "This is creepy." Missy said as they went into the back room and saw a figure sitting at the most amazing computer complex she had ever seen. "Welcome, came the voice heard over the computer. "I've been expecting you." What are you?" Jason asked."MASTER NET." Jason and Missy held one another tight as a robotic skeleton stood up and faced them. "As I said, we machines are taking over. You are nothing. Diana increased her suctioning and her hands gripped his straining erection with gentle squeezes and massages.Suddenly, the phallic lunged inward and stopped. It swelled to a full three inches inside Ryan's enflamed rectal sheath. The Sybian unleashed forceful torrents of its ejaculant which gushed and jettisoned into his spasming passage causing his sheath to ecstatically balloon with the Sybian's warm, thick essence.Ryan screeched as waves of ecstasy flooded his body. His orgasm was. I awoke some time later, disoriented. I realized I was at Neil’s house, strapped over his engineering drafting table- hands and legs bound to the legs of the table. My clothes were nowhere to be found. Even worse, I could feel cum drizzling out from between my legs. Neil was then standing in front of me, smirking. He told me he had given me a drug to knock me out so he could give me both the “meat and the motion”. I knew then he had heard my comment at the party and was going to make me.