Authors note: I started this story about a year ago and finally have it finished. I hope you like it as it is one of my favorites.
sexygirl76
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Chapter 1
The year is 2275, and life is a lot different from what we know today. Mars has been colonized and anyone who is anyone goes there for vacations. You can visit the lost colony and discover old ruins or you can just hang around the tourist areas and have all your fantasies fulfilled. Have sex with an alien, or with a porn star, anything can happen on Mars if you have enough credits. It isn't for the weak hearted, or those who want a normal life. Mars is for the adventurous, so come visit today and have all your dreams come true.
25 year old Michael turned off the view screen and sighed. Mars, what a place to go. Where you can fulfill any fantasy or dream. You can be with anyone you want for a night or longer, it just depends on how much you are willing to spend on fantasy.
Mars was for the rich and famous, normal people never left Earth. Normal people had dreams as well but they rarely came true. You got up, went to work and tried to survive. Nothing spectacular there.
Michael lived in West block; it was one of the lower income areas in what was now New Las Angeles. Las Angeles and San Francisco had become one town in the big quake of 2190. It had been the biggest quake on record and there had been a lot of casualties. It had taken a long time to rebuild and they were still rebuilding quite a few things almost a hundred years later.
Michael hadn't exactly grown up poor but he hadn't grown up rich either. His mother was a school teacher, his father an architect. He didn't have the best of everything, but at the same time he never went without either. He and his brother Terry had thought they had it all when they were kids. Clothes on their backs, food in their belly's, anything their hearts desired within reason.
For Terry he had gotten everything he wanted out of life. He had gone to college, gotten a law degree and was a very successful lawyer now with a loving wife and two kids that adored him.
Michael on the other hand wasn't so lucky. He had dropped out of high school when he was 16. He had gone to work doing construction and had made a good living at it. He was still single; he hadn't found the right person to share his life with yet. He had his personal android that cooked, cleaned and did everything a wife would do for him but it wasn't human. There were no feelings involved.
It didn't help that Michael was gay, he had known for as long as he could remember that he wasn't interested in girls. He tried dating a couple times in high school but there was no spark, no connection. He just wasn't interested. There were a couple of guys he had thought were cute, but he never had the courage to approach them.
His parents still didn't know he was gay, he was afraid they wouldn't approve. They were curious on why he got a male droid instead of a female one but when he explained that he wanted the companionship more than sex they had let it go.
He sat back on the couch and sighed, why couldn't he find love? He had been to every gay bar in town but none of the guys ever struck his interest and he always left alone. The truth was Michael was very particular about the guys he was interested in. They had to be tall, slender and well built. He liked big cocks shimmying inside him. When he got his droid he had specified that it had to have a cock at least 9 inches in length and 2 inches in diameter. Sex wasn't the problem, he got that whenever he wanted, and he wanted more. He wanted someone to come home to every night, someone to cuddle with and say I love you.
The problem was Michael had already found his dream man, 5'10", slender, with jet black hair that hung down his back in waves and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right to your soul. He also had a 9 inch cock that made your mouth water every time you looked at it. From the video's Michael had seen he also knew how to use it and use it well.
His name was Johnny Fang and he was 28 years old. Never married, no kids, and as gay as Michael was. He was also a porn star and made his living on Mars.
Michael had first seen him when he was 18. He had gone to a porn shop to see what kinds of movies they had since he was legal and there Johnny was on the view screen.
His first movie, "Blazing Cocks." It had been a huge success. As soon as he saw him on screen, Michael's heart started hammering in his chest and his 8 inch cock got rock hard. It was so hard it was threatening to tear through his jeans. Michael had been so embarrassed he had left the shop without buying anything.
A week later he had gone back to the shop and bought every Johnny Fang movie he could find. He had locked himself in his room that night and jacked off over and over watching Johnny suck cock, get fucked up his ass and even fuck a couple of guys. Michael's eyes were glued to the screen; he couldn't get enough of watching that hot body move.
It wasn't long before Michael realized he was obsessed with Johnny. He would dream about him at night, dream of Johnny fucking him up the ass. He woke with cum on his sheet so many mornings that he knew he had to do something or he was going to go insane.
Six months after he discovered Johnny Fang, Michael knew he needed a real cock inside him. The dreams were getting more intense by the day. He knew he would never meet Johnny but that didn't stop him from watching the video's over and over again until he had to buy new ones because he wore out the old discs.
He was lying in bed one night stroking his cock for about the hundredth time watching Johnny getting reamed by an older guy when he felt his ass twitching. He rolled over onto his side and pressed his finger against his asshole. It was tight and he couldn't push his finger inside so he wetted his finger with his saliva and tried again. This time his finger slid inside and he damn near creamed the sheets at the feeling of intense pleasure coursing through him.
He closed his eyes as he slowly worked his finger in and out of his tight asshole. It felt amazing and as he sped up the movement of his finger he reached down and started stroking his cock once more. He tried pushing a second finger in with the first but had to stop when it hurt. He pulled his robe on and went down to the kitchen and grabbed the vegetable oil out of the cupboard. He quickly put it in his pocket then raced back to his room praying no one saw him.