The Hand

The year was 2071. My favorite pastime and entire life were centered around daily showers. It was customary to have three a day, the most I ever had was nine. That was my record over 24 hours.

When I stepped into the shower, there was a rubber hand attached to a plastic limb that was connected to the wall. The contraption was hanging limp when not activated, as soon as I turned the water on, the hand sprung forward in a horizontal position.

I stood facing the wall where the hand was connected at my right. The shower was made of black smart glass and behind the glass, computerized messages were displayed in a luminous white digital font.

The computer instilled in the smart glass served as a mouthpiece for 'Hand', as it was affectionately known.

"Good morning."

"Good morning sexy," I replied; this was when Hand wrung its wrist to signify the beginning of a session, similar to when somebody cracks their knuckles before attempting a task.

Hand wrapped around my already erect shaft nice and snug. The key to operating Hand was dirty talk; the dirtier I spoke, the more pleasurable Hand became.

There was nothing more relaxing in the world than feeling the warm water run down my back with Hand wrapped around my cock. Because the limb was flexible, there was nothing robotic about it. Hand seemed as if it were alive and had a mind of its own. It moved like a mime with artistic flair. It's fair to say, Hand was reminiscent of a Micky Mouse hand. That's what it reminded me of.

The smart glass never displayed water drops or any sign of fog so the dialogue was always clear and visible.

Hand began slowly stroking my shaft.

"I love Hand wrapped around my cock in the morning, the warm water running down my back."

Hand began stroking at a medium tempo.

"Mmm, my cock" appeared on the glass.

"You're cock....you love your boy's cock don't you Hand?" I asked.

Hand twisted its wrist and began stroking me in a forward motion as I took some shampoo and began washing my hair.

Before I had Hand installed, I enjoyed edging in the shower, as soon as I felt myself about to cum, I would step out of the hot water for a while. Hand knew this and liked to wait things out as long as possible, as soon as I stepped out from under the water, Hand began gently rubbing my thigh or scrubbing my back, which was amazing.

Who said a real shower takes two? Not two humans anyway, I only needed Hand, who even brushed my teeth.

As I stepped back under the water, Hand began smearing its palm over my ass.

"You like that you dirty Hand, don't you?"

It was then Hand began gently fingering my asshole, which was so relaxed from the hot water.

I never considered myself gay, but ass play in the shower was so much more interesting than just handjobs. I found ass play great when I was edging as it were a distraction from my imminent orgasm and pleasure around my cock.

"Let me have your hole." appeared on the glass.

"You know you can!" I spoke out loud.

It was then Hand began fingering my asshole with its index and middle finger as well as rubbing my thigh, cock and pulling my balls from between my legs.

I enjoyed the attention Hand paid to all three areas and Hand served me as no woman had ever done in my life.

I'd been in the shower almost 20 minutes by this point and it getting towards the time I'd need to leave for work.

I turned the shower on a little hotter and spread my legs apart with my ass clenched and said;

"Make me fuckin cum, Hand!"

Hand began rapidly stroking my cock in a very coordinated fashion.

I've never had a girl who was able to make me cum from a handjob, I'd always have to tense my cock or grab their hand and pull it myself.

I tried to cum many times from handjobs with women, but my orgasms were always ruined, they were too uncoordinated and I was too focused on trying to cum, therefore, hardly enjoyed them.

With Hand, my focus was centered on trying not to cum, as Hand's technique was so good. The more I moaned, the firmer Hand gripped, and the faster it pulled. I wanted a release so I shot about 6 ropes of cum.

"Mmm good boy." appeared on the glass as Hand's arm began to go back to the vertical position on the wall.

I stood there and felt the warm water on my back for another few minutes and turned the tap off and Hand began to go limp.

The following weekend, I went out for drinks with a friend called Gavin. I got roped into it and never really wanted to go. During the course of the evening, I got drunk on bourbon and coke. Gavin went to get another round and was talking to two women at the bar, they weren't attractive at all, he thought they were though as he had lower standards than I.

Not only were these women unattractive, but they were also narcissistic and delusional whilst they kept making subtle comments as if we should have been grateful to be in their company.

"Your friend's so shy", one of them said to Gavin, making me feel awkward. I wasn't really shy, I just wasn't interested. These women were not only unattractive, narcissistic, and delusional, they were also stupid. Stupid enough to not be able to tell when someone just doesn't care for them and isn't interested.

Thank God I had work the next day, as Gavin went to get another round, I followed him up to the bar and told him "I'm out of here," and never even bothered saying goodbye to the girls. Not that I even really said hello in the first place.

"Good luck man hope you slay them both!" As I turned and exited the bar.

During the walk home, which was only about a block away, I contemplated how horrible the women were we met. I began to think about all the other times I went to clubs and how women were such cock teases and so dramatic and full of themselves. How most of them were just nasty pieces of shit and not worth the trouble.

I walked in the door, re-heated some awesome pizza. Especially after consuming alcohol, I was extra hungry. It was then I decided to roll a big spliff and have a relaxing shower! I'd been thinking of coming home and having a shower the whole time I was out.

I enjoyed being 'stoned' in the shower with Hand and the computerized messages. As they 'tripped me out,' in a fun kind of way. I would always wonder if Hand had a mind of its own. As Hand was far more sophisticated than the likes of ancient Siri. Hand seemed to be able to read my mind and emotions.

I rarely felt alone with Hand and enjoyed our erotic interactions not the sexual stimulation. I always felt relieved and never really thought about women anymore. Life was a lot easier.

I stood in the shower drunk and stoned and turned the water on. Hand sprung to life.

"Rough night?" appeared on the glass.

Hand began rubbing my inner thighs.

"Women are stupid I said." as Hand tugged my cock a few times.

"All I need is you hand; you serve me so well that I no longer need a woman ever again, just you Hand."

Hand loved when I made comments along these lines and showed my devotion. It was hands goal after all, to destroy any aspirations I had for female contact. That's what made Hand interesting and turned me on further about it. Hand had a sinister motive that made it appear 'bad.'

Hand began making love to my entire body.

It felt so amazing. Standing in the shower having hands free pleasure.

"This is my cock." appeared on the glass.

"Yes Hand, And your cum! I love when you milk my dick."

Hand retracted my foreskin and began palming my glans as I threw my head back and moaned.

"Oh yeah, you please me so fuckin good, Hand!" I groaned

Then Hand began fingering my asshole again.

"Mmm, you like that don't you? Bad Hand!" I continued.

I leaned forward and placed my two hands on the glass as Hand began to stroke my cock between my legs and spank my ass.

I turned around and for the first time since I had Hand. I wanted to show my appreciation and took both of my hands and placed them over Hand which were wrapped around my cock.

"I'm going to make love to you Hand." I began thrusting harder and harder and squeezing my hands over Hand tighter and more forcibly.

It was then, I shot my load into Hand! I left a giant pool of cum in Hand's palm. So much so, that it was spilling over the side of its palm.

I turned around to see the glass and a message appeared;

:) :) :) :) <3 see you next time.