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Virtual Reality
Prologue
Michael Hargrove, attorney at law, celebrated his thirtieth birthday in his favorite gay bar on a mild, late spring, Friday night. His buddies made him a big bash to celebrate this all important occasion. After all, his thirtieth birthday marked his going over the hill.
That did not stop the men from having a great time. His BFF was Ryan O'Brian. The two men had been friends since pre-school days. They were like brothers, and it never occurred Prologue
to either of them to become fuck buddies, even when they came out to each other in high school. What did happen was that it cemented their bond of brotherhood, and they were able to enjoy gay social life together. They stayed close friends, even when Ryan became partnered with Kerry.
Ryan got the guys to chip in on one fantastic birthday gift, instead of a lot of meaningless small ones. He collected enough money to buy Mike one of the most expensive and sophisticated virtual reality devices on the market.
"It's loaded with six adult male movies," Ryan said. "That's also known as porn," Ryan explained facetiously, as he handed Mike the bulky package. "You'll feel like you're in on the action, so use your imagination and enjoy."
Mike thanked all his guests for the generous gift, and kissed each one on the lips. He couldn't wait to get home and try out his present, but he had to stay on at the bar to the bitter end. He was the honoree, after all. He was sloshed by evening's end, and Ryan wouldn't let him drive.
"I'll call you a cab," he said, "and you can take the subway back here tomorrow to get your car."
With great difficulty, Ryan and Kerry got Mike into the UBER car, and when he reached his destination, he stumbled his way to his apartment. It was bad enough that he was terribly drunk, he had to maneuver his bulky birthday present, as well. Once he got into his apartment, he collapsed on his bed. There was to be no virtual reality porn this night.
He slept fully clothed until 11 AM Saturday morning. Somehow, he found his way to the bathroom, where he undressed, refreshed himself with an almost cold shower, shaved, and did his routine morning things. Mike had brunch out, and then he took the subway back to the bar to get his car. He almost forgot about the promise of gay porn, which he could witness in virtual reality.
When he got home, he undressed and fell on his bed. He slept until it was nearly time for dinner. When he finally woke up, he was almost back to normal, but he called Ryan, and cancelled their dinner date and their night out at the bar.
"I'm still hung over," he said by way of an excuse.
"Did you watch any of the tapes in the virtual reality device?" Ryan asked.
"No, I was too drunk, but never fear, I will, and soon."
The truth was that he was anxious to try out his birthday present ASAP. He had no appetite, and decided that he wouldn't bother to make dinner. He took off his briefs, and unwrapped his present. He carefully read the instructions. Once he felt that he was ready, he got comfortable on a lounge chair in his living room. He put the device on, and started the first tape.
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Immediately, he was in a strange bedroom. He'd been in many strange bedrooms before. Forgetting that he was merely watching a tape, he tried to recognize this one, but he wasn't able to do so. He hardly had time to get his bearings, when two young men bounded into the room. They were so handsome, that Mike erected immediately. In fact, he couldn't remember being aroused that fast ever before. They stripped, and both men were cut and exceptionally well endowed. Mike was drooling.
Suddenly, they were not in the bedroom. The men were in the shower. They kept soaping, fondling, and rimming each other. Mike felt that he was in the shower with them for sure. They kept kissing, and Mike actually blurted out, "It's my turn."
He reached out to fondle one of their cocks. He was surprised that he couldn't feel a thing, even though he was sure he was holding the guys prick. He thought that it was the weirdest feeling. Suddenly, the lovers were in a bed. There was no smooth transition, and Michael realized that he was watching film clips and not an entire movie. They were in a sixty-nine position, sucking wildly. The two men were squirming and moaning, and telling each other how much pleasure they were giving each other.
Mike was in agony. He got into bed with them, but strangely, he felt like he was alone in the bed. Finally, it sunk in. He was supposed to be a voyeur, not a participant. With this epiphany, he stood over the bed and watched.
Eventually, one of the men began to rim the other. When he had enough of the delight of rimming, he began to enter his partner's ass commando. The top came in the bottom's ass. He stayed still for a while, but he finally got off his lover. He spread his partner's cheeks, and his cum oozed out.
The bottom, rubbed as much of the cum on the palm of his hand as he could. He jacked off to a screaming conclusion. The two men began another kissing marathon and the tape ended. Mike was masturbating lustfully at the sight of it. Finally, as the clip ended, he achieved a delightful ending.
Immediately, a second tape began, and Mike came twice more. He was amazed that he actually believed that he was in on the action, even though his rational-self advised him that it wasn't so.
He stopped his device after the second film. He decided to savor another tape, as soon as he recovered from three orgasms in a row. On Sunday morning, he showered, brushed his teeth, and made himself a couple of eggs for breakfast. He decided to watch the next tape in his own bed, so he fell naked on his bed. He knew that he would whack off, and he reasoned that he would have a more intense orgasm in bed, than in a lounge chair.
He put on his device, and started the next tape. In fact, he watched two more of the six films, before he took a break. He was delighted. The third film was an orgy scene in the locker room after a football game. The team members all participated, and Mike felt that he had joined them in their paradise. It was all so fucking real.
The fourth film he watched, before he took a break, was a threesome. It turned into a foursome, when Mike became part of the action. At least, he believed that he was in the bed with the other three guys. He could feel himself being pleasured and eventually he came. When he turned off the device, he had a mess to clean up.
The next day, he had to go to work, so he vowed to watch the fifth tape in the evening, and the sixth tape the following evening. Both films were so real that he was aroused beyond belief. He was getting so into the action, he actually began to believe that he could feel his lovers. They seemed very real to him.
After viewing the sixth tape, he began to remove the virtual reality device. Before he could do so, a seventh tape began. Mike was pleasantly surprised. Ryan had told him that there were six films in the machine, but there was at least one more. He was tired after a grueling day at work, and he decided to watch the seventh tape the following evening.
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In anticipation of viewing another film, Mike got naked and comfortable in his bed., and he started the device, which was set at the seventh film clip. He hoped that Ryan was mistaken and that there would be more films beyond this one.
A beautiful man about his age was sleeping peacefully in a bed. Mike did a double take, the man was in his bedroom and his bed. There was no mistaking where he was. The bathroom door opened, and another naked man came out and joined the other man in Mike's bed. Mike stared and stared in astonishment, but nothing changed. The man who had just entered the scene was him.
His virtual self, hunkered up to the other man, and he said, "I love you Seth. I always will." So he now knew that the man in bed with him was named Seth.
The two men were facing each other and mashed their cocks together. Mike sat up, ripped off the virtual reality viewer, and jumped out of bed. He was shaking and shivering. This was not virtual. He actually felt this man's body against his. He was part of the action and not a voyeur. He wanted to see the whole film clip, but he decided to wait until he gave this phenomenon plenty of thought.
He tried to think rationally, and decided that it was only a tape after all, and it couldn't harm him to watch it. Besides, maybe he was dreaming. Whatever was going on, he was anxious to see if, and how, he and Seth would continue making love. He put the device back on his head, and resumed the tape.
He and Seth turned into a sixty-nine position and proceeded to give each other much pleasure. Mike felt everything; Seth's tongue, his lips, and the sheer joy of an impending orgasm. Suddenly, without any conscious thought, he and Seth separated. They were both cumming.
Mike reached into a drawer, and took out a tube of lube. When he fucked someone, he always wore a condom, so he was surprised that he didn't take one out. Then he remembered that he and Seth had professed their love for each other. They weren't mere fuck buddies. They were lovers.
Seth took the lube from Mike. He proceeded to grease and stretch Mike's chasm of Venus. Mike was not surprised. He preferred to be a bottom. Then Seth generously lubed his cock. He was cut and very well endowed. He used plenty of the goo. At last, he entered Mike very slowly. Again Mike felt every bit of the pain and pleasure. He was astounded, but he was so aroused, he didn't try to make sense of it. Seth came quickly, too quickly for both of them.
"Sorry, darling," he said. "I just couldn't hold back. Please fuck me now."
Mike greased Seth's ass and then his own cock. He fucked his lover in the missionary position. He came far up Seth's ass, screaming like some other worldly creature. When his breathing became normal again, he leaned over, and he and Seth began to kiss wildly.
When Seth got his breath back, he whispered, "I love you Mike. I'm so glad we met, and I'm even more grateful that you married me."
Now Mike was stunned, but he let the scene run out to see if there was still another tape. Unfortunately, there wasn't. His virtual reality machine began to play the very first tape all over again. He disengaged the device, and lay in bed unable to move. He knew that what he had just experienced was real and not virtual. After watching the previous films, he was always covered with cum. His sheets were always soaking wet with his semen. This time, his body showed no evidence of his encounter, and his sheets were dry. Instead of making a mess, his seed lay deep within Seth's body, as was Seth's in his.
A thought occurred to him. He left his bed, and ran to the bathroom. He sat on the commode and contracted his muscles just like he did when he had a bowel movement. A good amount of semen was ejected from his ass. Poor Mike couldn't take any more. He began to cry, and then he shivered with fear.
That set him off in another frenzy. It took him a while to calm down. He looked in his bedroom mirror, and announced out loud to himself, "It was no dream. It wasn't virtual. It was real. I've got to find Seth." When he calmed down, he put the machine back on his head. He wanted to play just the last tape, but he didn't know how to single it out. Anyway, the first movie had already started. Mike patiently let all six film clips play. He waited anxiously for the sixth to finish, and once again, he found himself the star of the seventh tape.
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He watched the tape over and over, almost every night of the week. Ryan couldn't get him to socialize with him and Kerry anymore, and that deeply disturbed him. Mike was turning into a hermit. Ryan began to develop a plan to do an intervention, if it became necessary. He had no idea what was happening to his best friend.
Every time he made love with Seth, Mike fell more and more in love with him. At the end of the tape, Seth usually fell asleep in his arms, or he fell asleep in Seth's. When he woke up, he was always alone, and he had to get up and go to work. That became more difficult every day. He knew it was time to do something about it.
As difficult as it was, he stopped using the virtual reality device. He concentrated more on his work, and socialized more with his friends. Ryan was delighted. Mike tried harder and harder to convince himself that making love with Seth was merely in his imagination, and nothing more than wishful thinking.
But time passes perniciously, and since Mike never watched any of the tapes any longer, the memory of Seth did indeed become a convincing dream. Then, one day, nearly two years after he viewed Tape Seven for the very first time, he gave into his addiction.
He was spending a quiet evening alone at home, and he couldn't resist reliving his fantasy. He put on his virtual reality machine and began to play it. Once again, he watched the first six clips very patiently. He still didn't know how to single out the last one. The tape began to play, but the scenario was different. Mike was more than shocked. This time, he was fully dressed having dinner in his kitchen.
Suddenly, he hears the front door open. It must be Seth. He's the only one who has a key besides Mike. He runs to the front door. Seth comes in. His eyes are red and swollen. When he sees Mike, he screeches. He grabs hold of his husband and cries without let up. He and Mike hold each other, neither wanting to let go.
"Why did you leave me alone for two years? Where did you run off to, and what brings you back to me now?" Seth wants to know.
Mike carefully explains that Seth is a character in a video tape on a virtual reality device. "You're probably just a figment of my imagination. We're only together when I use the device. It's killing me. I want to be with you forever."
"That's pure nonsense," Seth says, "but I'll play your silly game. This is the real world, but if you really believe that we exist in a virtual world, let's do what Dorothy did in "The Wizard of Oz."
"What do you mean?" Mike asks. He looks befuddled.
"Take both my hands in yours, and say over and over. This is my life. This is my home, and I want to stay here forever. I never want to leave. You'll see. You'll still be a lawyer. Your office will be there, and so will mine. There's a real world outside of our house, and I'll prove it to you."
"I'm willing to try," Mike says.
They take each other's hands and recite at least a dozen times, "This is my life. This is my home, and I want to stay here forever. I never want to leave."
Finally, Mike says, "I don't feel any different."
"Well, let's get out of this house, and I'll prove my theory," Seth advises Mike.
"Take me to my office first. I want to make sure it still exists, and then let's go to our favorite gay bar. Let's see if we run into any of my friends."
They leave the house together. Both their cars are parked in the driveway. "Let's take my car," Seth says. "You're too addled to drive at the moment."
They arrive at Mike's office. His office keys are in his pocket, and he lets them in. Of course, the office is deserted at this time of night, but it is there, intact, just as he left it that afternoon. Nonetheless, Mike sobs with relief. Then, on to the bar.
The first ones they meet are Ryan and his partner, Kerry. When Ryan sees Mike, he embraces him, and cries on his shoulder. "Where have you been for two years? Where have you been? He keeps asking. "We went crazy looking for you."
"It's too long a story," Mike says. "Let's meet here Friday evening, and I'll try to explain. You won't believe me, but I'll try. Right now, I have to go home with my man and make up for two miserable years."
Suddenly, Mike finds him and Seth home again. Now the tape is familiar to him. It is the original seventh tape. It is the one where they make love, and fall asleep in each other's arms. When Mike feels Seth's seed spurting high up his ass, he tries to stifle a sob, but he isn't successful.
Epilogue
The clip ended, and Mike sadly removed the virtual reality device. When he awakened in the morning, he was entwined in Seth's arms. It took him a little while, to realize that he was now in the real world. The world in which he was a lonely bachelor was now the virtual world. This time, everyone else in the virtual world was going crazy looking for him, and wondering where he had disappeared to. Of course, Ryan was the most concerned, but in time, with Kerry's help, he learned to accept the situation.
Ryan, Seth, and all Mike's friends existed in the new real world that he has found himself in, so he hasn't lost any of them. He hunkered up to Seth, and cried out to the universe, "Thank you!"
As soon as he could, he buried the virtual reality device as far back on his closet shelf as he could reach. This reality was where he found himself this day, and this is where he intended to stay. He vowed never to use the virtual reality device again. He was afraid he might fuck up his life if he did.