Jeremy x Michael x Squip ???

Reboot

Jeremy gripped the can of Mountain Dew tightly in his fingers.
It had been five months since him and Michael started going out.
And tonight was a very important night.
He's going to have sex with Michael.
He's been wanting it for a while, but he never knew how to bring it upon himself to ask. Or even start.
For a while he actually forgot about the past.
But he has a good feeling about it this time.
Jeremy sighs and pops open the can.
"Whatever you do, please don't be an asshole and try to take over the world again...."
He tilts the can up, puts it to his mouth and takes a swig.
And then the pain starts.

He drops the can, falling to his knees and gripping his head. He bites back a familiar scream as the procedure starts again.
"Please excuse some mild discomfort."
"J-just get on with it!" He screeches through gritted teeth.
"Accessing Neuromemory. Accessing Muscle memory. Access procedure complete."
The pain stops.
The quiet sound of footsteps approaches in front of him. What he thought was the voice of the Devil speaks.
"Greetings Jeremy. We meet again. Did you miss me~?"
Jeremy lifts himself from his knees and slowly lifts his head to make eye contact with him.
"Keanu Reeves."
The squip laughs, but this time a lot less sinister and more....ironic. He uncrosses his arms and looks the boy up and down.
"You're looking better. Did the confidence bug finally bite'cha?"
Jeremy tries to stay angry, but he can't help but smirk a bit at the robots new attitude.
"You could say that. So......no more world domination, got it?"
"Sure champ. To my knowledge they already shut down the company that makes us, so.....no more." He sticks out his hand for Jeremy to take, to which he hesitates before sticking a shakey hand forward and locking palms with him. The squip gives a quick shake before sticking his hands IN his pockets.
"So why'd you boot me back up exactly?"
Jeremy swallows. This might be hard to admit.
"Um....well.....you know Christine?"
"Absolutely."
"We broke up....pretty quickly actually. We couldn't bring ourselves to act like a couple when we just wanted to hang out."
"Affirmative. So are you having trouble coping?"
"No."
"Oh? Then continue."
"Uh......you know Michael?"
"Yes."
"Well.....we're kinda....."
"Kinda......?"
".....dating."
The squip laughs and a wide grin passes over his lips.
"Finally! You acted so oblivious the whole time. I thought you'de never see it."
"You KNEW?!"
"Of course! The way he looked at Christine made me wonder, and the way he looks at you says it all."
Jeremy blushes and runs his fingers through his hair.
"You're right about that...."
The squip steps forward.
"So......what exactly do you need my help with...?"
Jeremy bites his lip and turns around, trying to smack away his sweaty blushing.
"I-i......i want to......try to......u-uhm....."
"Seduce him~?"
Jeremy yelps just hearing it, back suddenly as stiff as a log. His squip approaches and calmly puts his hands on his shoulders.
"Don't worry, i'll help you with all of it. If that's my primary function, I shan't fail. Now.....let's get to work~"

*******

"Crap!! Every time! Why would they even give a zombie a bow and arrow?! Not when you've got a beartrap on your leg!"
Jeremy snickers relentlessly at Michael's remark, while the slushie-slurping nerd retorts:
"Well it's true!!"
Jeremy sighs and wipes a fake tear from his eye, before making eye contact with Michael, causing them both to break into a fit of laughter.
The squip is leaning against the wall a few meters away, checking his nails and glancing over at the two dweebs, soon to be non-virginous. In a sense.
When they both finally settle from the hysteria high, Jeremy, who's lying on the couch in front of the tv, reaches forward and runs his fingers through Michael's hair, who is leaning against the couch with a controller in his hand.
Jeremy glances up at the squip, who gestures to turn Michael around and start making out with him, and supposedly by the Squip's expressions, very passionately.
Jeremy looks down at his boyfriend before carefully turning him around so he's facing Jeremy. Michael at first looks confused before he knows exactly what to expect. Jeremy quickly leans down and softly takes Michael's lower lip in his teeth, tugging gently, something Michael loved him to do. This impresses the Squip, having never seen these two innteract like this before.
Just as Jeremy starts to move away to breathe, making Michael think he's satisfied, another glance at the Squip shows Jere to go in again, this time deeper. Firmer. Don't let go.
Jeremy's eyes lock onto Michael, and just when he gives the squipped teen a beautiful smile, Jere goes in for more, wrapping one hand around Michael's head to press him closer, the other roaming down his back, tugging at his jacket, like he wants to take it off.
Michael starts making noises that Jeremy's never heard before. Soft, shuddering sighs, deep grumbles and light yelps all in one. Michael's blushing face tries to look into the hungry Jeremy's eyes.
"J..Jeremy...wh..wha-"
Again, silenced by Jeremy's possessive mouth stealing his breath. Michael's glasses start fogging up with his warm breath.
Jeremy hears the squip in his ears, speaking as if he's inches away.
"Take his glasses off with your teeth."
Jeremy blushes at the squip's command, and the sensual tone he used to say it. Though the squip didn't intend to sound so sexy on purpose. He was genuinely intrigued at watching the two.
Jeremy leans in and just as Michael's eyes pop open from trying to blink away the heat, his teeth clink against the metal and snatch his glasses away, before closing them by pushing them softly against Michael's forehead and setting them on the table beside the couch. He can physically hear Michael melting, as the Squip gives what sounds to be a sigh of amusement.
The squip speaks again.
"Repeat after me."
Jeremy's looks take on a whole new level of arrousal.
"Why don't we-" "take this to the bedroom?"
Michael blushes, squirming under those eyes. Were his pants always this tight?
"B-but Jeremy, what if you're dad-"
"He's not-" "coming anytime soon. Plenty of time to....play a new game?"
Michael's heart flutters as he gushes, basically turning strawberry red. "Jeremy..."
Jere gets up slowly, trying to hide the fact that walking might be harder than he thinks right now.
The squip again intrudes, ready to follow them.
"Take his hands, kiss them and lead him there."
Jeremy helps up Michael as they both stand just far enough away so the ants in their pants dont bump uglies too soon. He bends down a tad and kisses the knuckles his fingers are so firmly locked into, before walking backwards and heading towards the bed. When they reach the foot of it, the Squip steps close and watches with interest.
"Lay him down slowly and undress him. Every article that comes off of him, you take off of you. And vise versa."
Michael's blurry eyes seem perfectly happy with barely being able to see his boyfriend's face. For now.
Jeremy shudders and reaches forward, taking the bottom of Michael's jacket and starting to slide it up, his fingers passing over the ridges of Michael's plump belly, making the boy huff and hick with sensitivity. Finally the hoodie comes off, and promptly is tossed to the side. Already the heat is building between them, and barely any skin is showing. Jeremy quickly shrugs off his zip-up jacket and tosses it on top of Michael's.
Michael bites his lip and thinks. "Hey, maybe we could have our stuff on opposite-"
"No. I want your clothes to be piled with my clothes, so when you" "look for your stuff to get dressed, you'll have to look through everything of mine and touch it all and smell our scents mixing before you can get dressed."
Jeremy questions his Squip's prompt, but only for a second before Michael sinks deeper into the matress, turning red down to his arms.
"J-Jeremy....where are you getting all this sexy material from..? It's like your reading a paragraph from Fifty Shades of Grey..."
Jeremy would normally have asked him why the hell he'd know it's like that, but the Squip gives him a much better idea.
Jeremy slides his hands to his belt and unbuckles it, sliding it out of his pants before taking both of Michael's wrists and raising them over his head, using the belt to firmly tie them together.
"You like Fifty Shades of Grey, do you? Well soon you'll see-" "it's got nothing on me."
Michael huffs, feeling like he's in a crazy porn video or something.
Jeremy quickly lifts up Michael's thin shirt and exposes his bare chest, paired with small hard nipples on his soft skin. Jeremy starts huffing as well, as both of them are noticing the growing discomfort in their lower regions. Jeremy's just happy he hasn't gotten shocked yet.
The Squip watches in glorious satisfaction as Michael squirms inside of his pants, secretly dying for somebody to take them off.
The squip speaks.
"Palm him."
Jeremy blushes before doing as it says, sliding his hand down Michael's belly and carefully pressing his palm to the largest part of Michael's bulge. The boy suddenly squeaks, fighting back a long moan as the guy he's loved for so long drives him so close to the edge while doing so little.
"Take your pants off. Then his."
Jeremy takes in a hot breath, sliding his hands away and unbuttoning his jeans, pulling them down and tossing them aside. Carefully, he crawls up closer to loom over Michael's body. He's just about to grab the beltloops of his pants before he hears him.
"Um....Jeremy?"
"Yeah Michael?"
"Uh....d-don't get me wrong, it's really kinky and all, but....can you un-belt my hands? I.....i've got an agenda of my own...." the last words come out smoother and sexier than Jeremy could ever try to immitate. He's just about to literally melt when he feels a soft spark at the base of his spine. The Squip preventing him from turning to jelly when the getting is so good.
"Sure thing babe." Jeremy blurts, reaching up and slipping the belt from around Michael's wrists and tossing it with the other articles of clothing.
Michael sits up a little and rubs a wrist.
"Thanks."
Jeremy is suddenly attacked as Michael flips him over and pins him down, quickly and efficiently stripping off both of their shirts and whisking them aside, before squeezing Jeremy's waist and gliding his lips over the skinnier boy's neck. Jeremy starts to squeal, before his Squip leans into the whole occurence and takes a peek at their warm bodies clung together in passion.
"Remind him of his glasses. We'll surprize him when he returns."
Jeremy huffs and gulps. "H-hey, uh.....do you want me to....g-go get your glasses?"
Michael stops. "Hm?" He reaches towards his face and almost pokes himself in the eye. "Whoa. I almost forgot i wasnt wearing them. Um, that's okay Jere ill go get em. Don't go anywhere~" the suddenly dominant Michael picks himself up and slides off the bed to retrieve his glasses, while the Squip grins and grabs Jeremy, pulling him into the closet.
"What's the plan dude?" Jeremy whispers.
"When he comes back, you pin him. And i'll guide your hands myself to all his sweet spots. I've been assessing him this whole time, ever since that first kiss. And i know just how to make him-"
"Jeremy?"
"-scream~"
Jeremy blushes and peeks out from the rows of Michael-scented shirts. It's hard not to want to nibble on one.
The squip looks over to Michael, and just when he has his back turned....
"Now!"
Jeremy leaps out of the closet and pounces onto Michael, dragging him to the bed and kissing him firmly while his knees lock Michael's legs together. The Squip approaches and slowly grabs Jeremy's hands, leaning over him from the side as he guides one hand to Michael's hip, the other to the back of his head. Michael mumbles into Jeremy's mouth as they kiss, while all Jeremy can think is "this is so gay".
The Squip chuckles and clings to Jeremy's wrists, making the hand on Michael's hip slither down lower and start to graze over his bulge. Michael squeals while Jeremy revels in the feeling of this thumb passing over his boyfriends special part.
"Stroke his hair, pull down his boxers and kiss the tip."
Jeremy's hand slides up with the Squip's to tangle through Michael's hair, making him feel like ten fingers are swimming through the soft fluff. Suddenly Jeremy plucks his lover's boxers down and settles them under his dick, letting his pride show. Michael squeals shyly, while Jeremy suddenly has the air sucked out of him. The Squip looks over them both.
"Wow to both of you. Okay, you know what to do......fufill your personal hungers~"
Jeremy's face seems to light up, as suddenly his hands roam over Michael's body and squeeze every inch of skin he can touch, while his lips go down and peck the top of his dick. Michael sighs and gives fluttery moans.
A solid two minutes of Jeremy enjoying himself go by, before the Squip suddenly groans.
"Jeremy, do you call that foreplay?"
Jeremy thinks back, "I'm just enjoying myself dude, what the hell?"
The Squip sighs and moves Jeremy aside, and while Michael has his head turned up to revel in the touches, the Squip suddenly runs his hand up and down his dick, while his other hand uses its thumb to stroke his opening. Michael suddenly whines and squirms, rocking side to side.
Jeremy is almost frightened. "How are you doing that?!"
The Squip waves it off. "Don't worry about it. Look at your boyfriend. Look how happy he is." He leans in and touches his forehead to Michael's, continuing to ravish his pleasure spots and make him scream. Suddenly, Jeremy understands.
"Wait a minute.....you're gay!"
"Oh please, I am not gay."
"Your giving my boyfriend a handjob. I'm pretty sure you're gay."
"Well, i am YOUR Squip. Maybe being inside your head for so long and seeing things from your perspective, maybe now i am. Besides, i might as well be fond of your boyfriend if i'm gonna help you seduce him~"
Jeremy seems impressed before he carefully tries to nudge the Squip away without looking crazy to Michael.
"Leave him alone, it's my night."
"I thought you wanted help! If you let me do this, he'll think you're a god forever. And he'll tell everyone how good you are with him, both in your heart and in your bed~"
Jeremy sighs and looks down at the sweet nerdy boy, shuddering in unreleased pleasure. Slowly Jeremy nods and pushes the squip down towards Michael's groin.
"Be good to him."
"Oh i certainly will. He's our little plaything now~"
Jeremy cups Michael's face and makes out with him passionately, as the Squip uses all of his calculated knowledge of Michael's body to bring the boy screaming up to heaven and back.