Collaboration

Author: Cherubbsub
Title: Collaboration
Date: 23 February 2019

I wrote this story inspired by tech developments in real life and scifi. It's not exactly one handed material but more based on the lives of two gear gearheads that could be any one of us. What follows is, different shall we say?

Collaboration can sometimes be frustrating when you know you have something to get done. It can take ages to make progress and you often end up arguing. One exception to the rule is when you don’t have that ultimate deadline, this is usually the difference between work and play.
Ryan and Craig made such a connection one night during a chat.

Ryan is a creative guy who has been making rubber fetish gear for a while now, successfully creating catsuits of varying specification, each one more perfectly fitting his body. He also made a few other items like hoods and a specially designed sleepsack/straitjacket item which he loved to be restrained inside of.

Ryan had been making gear for his mates at cost because he loved it but his search for the perfect fit which made him look like a perfectly seamless rubber creature still evaded him, even though everyone knew his eye for detail made his gear very high in demand but he didn’t want to turn it into a business because he simply loved to create unique things and then only for those who demonstrated a similar passion for it as he did.

Craig was one such friend who was lucky enough to get a catsuit and hood made by Ryan and he adored it, He felt it fitted so comfortably, yet he didn’t struggle to get into it and on top of all that it smelt simply divine.

The boys knew each other for a few years, making contact on a fetish dating website, they dated for a short time but soon realised it wasn’t exactly love, but they did enjoy each other’s company immensely and shared not only in a mutual fetish for rubber, but also for bondage and control. They were happy to continue and occasionally play switch roles.

During some perverted talks Ryan was explaining his frustration about the perfect gear when the talk of liquid latex came up.

‘I heard some interesting conversations in the lab last week about the tech our research team is working on. They are creating a substance labelled ‘Inox-N200’ that is meant to be the next phase of 3D printing. I’m involved to a small degree but only programming the system commands for the build programs’ Craig was forming an idea, knowing Ryan might be interested in the next part.

‘They have been giving me specs for car tyres and They’ve successfully made a prototype car tyre which can adapt to different conditions, it’s really revolutionary and is likely to score the company billions in shares, we could invest some savings now and reap the rewards!, we could set up a studio for you to make better gear, maybe get one of those 3D printing machines you can build yourself to create tools or molds or something?’ Craig looked to Ryan with sparkling eyes hopeful he might be able to invest without the feds or his bosses catching onto his insider trading.

Ryan was initially delighted hearing the news but his smile waned as Craig continued to talk about money and investment, he thought to himself this was the long way around. He thought, ‘if they can make tyres, then why can’t I make a full suit using the same method?’

Ryan was forming ideas of his own…

Craig continued to pester Ryan to invest some of his hard earned money doing his day job, as making gear wasn’t profitable through self-choice.

After a week of subtle and not so subtle hints a small increase in Ryan’s salary gave him the push to just do it. So he went online and made the arrangements to buy stock in TyPorvieum Inc – the company Craig was currently employed by.

Thankfully the news of their revolutionary tyres had not been made public knowledge still so their stock prices were still low, Ryan managed to purchase 200 shares with his combined extra wages and some savings.

Weeks passed and Ryan’s thoughts of making a custom suit somehow by programming a computer the perfect fit was mouth-watering, he must see how it was done. Ryan started asking questions about the project and Craig revealed little else, in fact looking a little sullen like something was bothering him.

‘I think I’m being investigated’ Craig revealed one dark and stormy night. ‘They have been increasing training about insider trading and holding meetings to get us all to take these training sessions with interviews with everyone involved with the project’. Everything is on hold until their investigation is complete.

Ryan didn’t really let the news sink in, he felt it was just Craig being paranoid and that he was over thinking the issues as he wasn’t a main component of the team so how would he be connected?

‘I think you’ll be okay, you’re not in the core team and if you’d already taken that training then they would probably have got you to sign papers for non-disclosure and you would be in trouble, but that’s not the case right?’ Ryan enquired.

Craig nodded ‘I suppose, but it doesn’t stop my mind from going a million miles an hour, when the news goes public how can I possibly benefit?’
‘I know of one way’ Ryan suggested, Craig looked up at the smiling face.

‘All you need to do is work on some way to swap that tyre design for your body shape and you could instead create a perfect rubber suit, we just have to make sure we get perfect measurements and you can program the data into the machine, that would be plausible right?’ Ryan questioned his mate being careful to reassure him with a warming rub on his back and shoulders.

Craig gave it some thought and his dick answered for him, tenting his loose jogging bottoms as he hunched over the chair, head in hands.
‘It will take a lot of preparation Ryan, I think we could possibly cut a few corners by using a 3d laser scan, I’d have to stand still whilst it scans my whole body, then I need to add those parameters to the nanites which build the silicone rubber compound up. We use a support structure for the other products so we’ll have to make a mannequin somehow too, that way the nanites can build the suit and…hmm, how do we get the suit off but maintain that seamless look?’ Craig was worried this might not be worth the risk. The scanner and printer are both housed in a secure location, he’d have to somehow get inside without being detected, with a civilian, and then power up all the servers and peripheral systems without any detection.

‘Don’t worry, we can plan this out’ Ryan gave that reassuring squeeze once again and Craig smiled.

Months passed since the original inception of the idea, things calmed down at TyPorvieum and the press release on Inox-N200 were published and indeed the stock prices sky rocketed from $2.16 per share to $186.97 per share in one week. Ryan had been buying a few more shares each month and now had a total of 500….

‘Ninety eight thousand dollars!!!’ Ryan screamed when he checked the stock market, ‘fuck me Craig that’s brilliant! I’m rich!!’

Craig was overjoyed for his friend, he needed this boost to help him progress in life.

Meanwhile Craig had been scoping opportunities at work but couldn’t quite work out how to make the nanites make a suit that could be peeled off an object that his body would replace. There was also the question of the right mix of compounds for the material… and also how to obtain the material, plus the scanning which was in a very visible area of the lab.

Ryan had been busy in the following weeks, purchasing various parts for his workshop, he also splurged and bought himself a new motorbike and matching one piece leathers, boots, gloves and Helmet. New custom gear filled his flat and almost his entire shares windfall had gone. Today though, he was going to reveal a key component of his business - a 3D scanner.

‘With this I can scan anyone in moments, then using my own programs I can create patterns for any type of gear, but best of all I can make a 3D CAD version of them with over 6000000 points of accuracy to within 1nm!’ Ryan was overjoyed at the level of accuracy, but maybe it could be better…’Hey craig do you wanna check it out? Ryan tilted his head in the adorable way he knew Craig couldn’t resist.

Craig sat at the widescreen 8K monitor and almost cried at how swish Ryan’s new setup was. ‘This is actually a program we use at work, though it’s the professional edition, I don’t use it directly but the stuff I do feeds into it, I think I can do something, let me have a play and hopefully we can test it out on you or something, I mean who better to get the first perfect rubber suit for than you?

Craig toiled away for several hours, Ryan excitedly hovering around, fetching drinks and snacks until the very early hours of the morning.

Yawning Craig said ‘I gotta get some shut eye, I’m gonna head home and I’ll catch you tomorrow evening alright?’ with a peck on the cheek Craig departed and Ryan slumped in front of his almighty PC.

Vacantly perving online Ryan saw the saved file Craig was working on and opened it up, he saw the basic design so he saved his own copy and started adding things, toesocks, gloves, cock and ball sheath, anal sheath, hood with built in nose tubes and mouth shaped gag, lenses over the eyes…that last part was tricky and just ended up looking like the real formed eyes of the template body.

Ryan got all horny at the images and decided to pleasure himself, perving for more online videos of rubberguys playing he pulled on a hood and huffed some poppers before quickly blowing his load over the desk and part of his keyboard.

The following evening Craig turned up and was eager to continue his work, he booted up the PC whilst Ryan made dinner. After a brief pause to eat and let food settle Craig finalised the data input and prompted Ryan to strip off and get ready to be scanned.

‘Okay so have you done this before?’ Craig asked Ryan. Ryan shook his head; ‘Okay so you need to adopt what is known as a stress position, you need to keep perfectly still for 30 seconds whilst the laser scans your body. I will direct you to the right position but you have to maintain it, is that okay?’

‘Sure, if we gonna do this right then this is the crucial stage, I’m ready!’ Ryan boldly stated.

With a few clicks the program began to initialise and three graphs appeared on the monitor, first Ryan had to stand in exactly the right spot, feet a little further than shoulders width apart, knees bent, cheeks spread with his cock and balls hanging freely, arched back, head up and arms lifted out like he was mid hug. Once in the correct position, Craig hit the scan button and the arms holding the laser slowly rotated around Ryan, flickering a red beam of light across his body.

As the scanner rotates the data was feeding directly onto the screen in front of Craig ‘holy shit that’s incredible’ Craig muttered, which made Ryan flinch and look to see what Craig was looking at, but the scan hadn’t finished and at that moment an unnatural blob where the scanner viewed the same portion of Ryan’s head appeared twice and distorted the scan.

‘Okay we have to do it again, but this time you have to remain absolutely stlll, this is so crucial, but then again it’s your money buddy’ Craig quipped.

The boys repeated the process and managed to get a perfect scan of Ryan’s body. ‘Okay you can move now’ Craig informed Ryan, so he approached the display and saw his form in CGI form, completely grey like he was sprayed in grey primer, junk and all… and with that Craig took the results and saved it on the hard drive.

‘Cool, now we can apply the design to your body’ Craig beamed ‘I’ve been looking forward to this part for a while, but to be honest I can’t wait to get a similar suit myself. Craig turned back to the PC and hit a few commends and a progress box appeared right over the top as the rubber suit rendered over Ryan’s manifestation.

‘Okay let’s do you then’ Ryan said, ‘what do I need to do?’

Craig took Ryan by the shoulder and said ‘maybe you should put something on first?’ smiling wryly.

Ryan decided to slip into his Latex surf suit and side zip 20-hole boots, plonking himself down on his racing bucket swivel chair, he started to drift off into fantasy whilst Craig got undressed and cleaned himself up in the bathroom.

Craig returned to see Ryan pawing off with his eye shut and licking his lips. ‘I see you got into something appropriate I see’ Craig retorted smiling at Ryan pleasuring his cock. Craig did enjoy sucking Ryan’s cock so greedily devoured the tip of Ryan’s swollen glands, licking the shaft and gradually taking the entire length down his throat, Craig’s dick responded in kind leaping into action and dripping precum.

Ryan started to cum in Craig’s mouth very expediently and unexpectedly which Craig sucked down greedily whilst stroking his own shaft.

‘Okay better get this done before it gets too late’ Ryan suggested as he tucked his wet with saliva cock back into his rubber codpiece. Craig wiped his mouth and stood up with his soldier standing to attention and an expectant smile on his face.

‘Go on, stand in the centre, we’ll get you scanned and if we have time I’ll get you off’ Ryan sternly instructed Craig, which kinda made him more horny and his dick grew even more.

Craig assumed the position he told Ryan to assume and with a little guidance from Ryan he adjusted position to be stood perfectly for the scan.

Ryan hit return and the scanning process started and was quickly completed.

Ryan pulled an eyeless rubber hood onto Craig and a pinpricked hood on himself as he dived onto Craig’s erect dick and made him instantly groan and erupt into an explosive orgasm.

Both boys, exhausted from the all too brief play time freshened up and headed their separate ways as it was late. Ryan stayed at his desk a little longer though.

With Craig departed Ryan went back to his scan and through curiosity decided to see what his modified template would look like with all the extras he created the day before.

The file loaded and on the screen he saw a beautiful image of a perfect rubberboy, totally sealed in black shiny latex. The high resolution image showed everything, his ballsack, the way his ring puckered, the hair on his head….what the fuck?

‘I need to shave my head, that won’t do.’ Ryan decided there and then to modify his look and try to repeat the process of the earlier scan.

He stripped of his rubber and buzzed all his hair off, then thinking the stubble might show through the suit he shaved his hair to the bare skin, then he thought his body hair needed to be removed too, so he used depilatory cream and showered again, appearing them to be almost completely bald.

He took a quick look at the scanning program and saw there was a possibility to delay the scan start by 30 seconds, so he turned the monitor toward the scanner and proceeded to stand in the centre after hitting the scan button.

Ryan was just in time with hitting all the targets and positioned himself perfectly but this time completely hairless and also sporting a raging hard-on that was dripping in pre-cum once again.

With the scan completed, Ryan decided to pull his hooded S10 Gasmask on and enjoy his soft rubber gloves with some poppers and some porn before turning in. Ryan again blew his load and cleaned up.

As he did so he wiped the keyboard and accidentally closed a program, still high on poppers and looking through the steamed up lenses he accidentally confirmed ‘don’t save’ on something, as he knocked over the bottle of poppers and panicked trying to get it cleaned up.

‘Fuck it! For fuck’s sake!, fucking hell!!’ Ryan continued to curse as this strange hooded and begloved man continued to fumble with tissues.

Eventually Ryan degeared and turned in, still a bit high from the massive hit of poppers, he opened the window next to his bed and tried to sleep.

The next day Ryan arose to the sun streaming in and hitting the workstation. He looked up and recalled the work he and Craig had done plus the brief play they had.

He went to check out the templates but could only find the one he designed, not the one Craig had done which was only the simple catsuit.

Just then the phone rang ‘hey Ryan, we have a window of opportunity, can you save the files to a flash drive and bring it down? We have an open event for investors and I saw your name listed, I reckon you could hide in the janitor’s cupboard and when everyone leaves I could come back and we’d be all alone in the lab. I don’t think we’ll have another opportunity like this so get your skates on!’ and before Ryan could confess Craig had ended the call.

‘FARRCCKKKK!!!!’ Ryan screamed,’ I can’t believe it!’ Ryan threw his fist in the air punching nothing but atoms.

He paced aimlessly for a minute, muttering to himself when he thought, ‘what the fuck, what harm can my template do, it was based on Craig’s version anyway, just with a few kinky alterations, he’ll enjoy them anyway. Ryan decided to play along but save the modified suit designs to the flash drive.

After calming down, Ryan did recall a letter from TyPorvieum Inc but ignored it. He swiftly ripped it open and it was indeed an invitation for investors to attend a demonstration….but he’d sold his shares so why would he have this? Ryan assumed he must have forgotten to stop his arrangement for buying shares…at full price, crap!

Ryan showered and got ready in a flash, no rubber this time, a shame as he loved it so much. Suited and booted he took a taxi to TyPorvieum Inc’s headquarters, and the lab where Craig worked. He showed his invitation and was showed into a large room where servers were handing out canapés and glasses of Champagne. Ryan indulged himself as he wandered around looking at the exhibited previous projects.

He didn’t make eye contact with anyone and tried to blend into the background as much as possible. He glimpsed a familiar figure in a white lab coat. Craig caught his eye and motioned toward the right hand side of the room behind the crowd. Ryan glanced nonchalantly over and saw the subtle mop and bucket sign on a door just off the main corridor. It wasn’t totally sheltered but if he timed it right he could dive in.

Ryan milled around a bit more hoovering up the sushi and sweet desserts sitting on the server’s desk, making his way ever closer to the broom cupboard. He leant against the wall and as discretely as possible tried the handle and slipped inside, just as the crowd applauded the speech being given.

Ryan found a comfortable spot to perch and began to surf on his mobile….he loved this new lines game, he felt it a bit too addictive but it gave him ideas for some shibari he hadn’t tried before.

The room slowly emptied after a few hours, Ryan’s backside was getting numb sat on the boxes in the room, when he froze motionless as the door handle was tried and a crack of light appeared. The silhouette of a tall man stood at the opening as Ryan shielded his eye from behind the figure.

‘Are you coming? We gotta be quick about this now, timing is of the essence!’ Craig quickly darted off toward the lab to get the PCs booted up.

‘Have you got the flash drive?’ he asked Ryan.

Ryan handed the drive and plugged it in, opening the directory and moving the files over to his disk.

‘Okay so we actually need to physically be on the phase construct platform for this to work, the nanites will build the suits directly onto us, then we put our normal clothes back on, tidy up and head out. You will have to leave via a different method, I figured you’d be able to leave via the postroom as we have a late night pickup and the delivery driver will leave a small window where you won’t be seen. I will go first so we can make a clean getaway, it’s literally one button to push now and it’s a done deal, we’ve done all the hard work’ Craig was so excited to finally be a perfect rubber boy, with Ryan dressed the same he couldn’t wait to get back and have a play.

Craig loaded the program and instructed Ryan to hit enter once Craig was inside the chamber. Craig stripped off and Ryan admired his freshly shaved bubble butt as he strode into the platform and closed the heavy metal door behind him.

Craig motioned to Ryan to hit the button and Ryan hesitated for a second as he looked up and saw the smiling blue eyes of his best mate.

Phase Build Initiated

The ominous countdown and rotating display of Craig’s body loading up on the monitor excited Ryan a bit, Craig was going to be shocked and surprised about the additions he had made.

Craig meanwhile was inside the platform and felt tingling as the microscopic nanites built up the layers of silicone rubber on his skin, they were instructed to do exactly as they were told and soon the layer was visible, craig looked at his hands and looked up at Ryan with shock in his eyes, he thrust his palm against the viewport as his eyes turned to black blinding the man inside. Craig screamed, mouth agape as the nanites began to pul his lips together sealing his mouth shut.

Craig was helpless, and Ryan was crying, seeing what he had done to his friend. Ryan ran to the door of the chamber but it was locked until the process had finished. Ryan’s body convulsed as he began to lose consciousness from lack of air. Ryan was helpless to help Craig, who stopped moving as the process reached 100%.

Ryan struggled to get the door open and panicked trying to force it open so he grabbed a wrench from the tool trolley and tried levering it against the release handle but it wouldn’t budge. Craig’s motionless body lay in a heap clearly visible, Ryan must have known the last vestiges of life were moments away from leaving Craig’s body now.

Ryan attacked the console with immense fury. His anger overwhelmed his logic and the console sparked several times as the lights went out in the lab, some electrical short in the system startled the lone guy who’d risked his friend’s life for pervy fun.

More sparks erupted from the console and also now within the platform area, increasing in volume the sparks were becoming arcs of electricity, Ryan couldn’t even approach the platform, and Craig would he doomed.

The arcs of electricity were now centred on Craig’s body, and filled the viewport.

Bursting into tears, morbidly shaken to the core Ryan picked up his belongings and ran as fast as he could, slipping over and crashing through office furniture.

Due to the commotion, security had arrived and caught Ryan trying to escape, they couldn’t fathom where he had come from but they assumed he was a threat and was attempting to sabotage the facility. It seemed to them that he had happened upon an unfortunate technician who he forced into the chamber and suffocated him.

The security guards took Ryan to their office and sat him down, cuffed whilst the police were called.

Meanwhile the guards were checking out the rest of the facility, noting sparks still coming from the lab area.

Security guard number one walks into the main lab where Ryan left Craig to find the platform buckled and bent out of shape. Arcs of light briefly show a shadow of a figure silently glide unseen by the security guards past them toward the exit.

Ryan, in tears staring at the cuffs securing his wrists, wished he hadn’t let his ideas get the better of him. He’d lost his best friend forever now and he was destined to go to prison…and why? Because of his desire for perfection. It’s hard to collaborate when you are a perfectionist.

Suddenly the lights went out and the silhouette appeared behind Ryan but he doesn’t realise. Craig reaches out to comfort his friend, a warm hand gently rubs his back and shoulders the way they used to, Ryan thought for a second he was dreaming when he opened his teary eyes and saw black residue on his shoulder creeping across his chest.

Looking up the last glimpse he saw, was the rubber object formerly known as Craig clamp his rubberised lips down over his mouth as Ryan too was converted as the lights flickered.

The security guards find no evidence of the technician and only discover small puddles of black slime on the floor.