Craig Bowie's Total VR Experience

By Aldric

 
 
Craig Bowie’s Total VR Experience

It is so real, was the thought that stuck in Craig’s head. He was on a tropical beach, and could smell the salt water and hear the sounds of wind, waves, and gulls. And then the spaceship landed and the battle began.
 
When it was over, he removed the VR headsets that wrapped around his head, providing the sounds and images he’d experienced, and found himself back in Jack Haywood’s backyard.
 
“How was it?” his friend asked.
 
“It was, unbelievable,” he said, unable to believe what he’d just experienced. “I could even smell the salt water and feel the sand under my feet. How did it do that?”
 
“It didn’t,” Jack answered. “Your brain filled in those parts. And I had to walk around with you to keep you from running into trees and shit. All that cheap thing can do is show simple images and make the appropriate sounds. The really good stuff is just coming out.”
 
“The ‘Total VR Experience,’ yeah, you told me. Can I try that?”
 
“Uh, I don’t know,” Jack said. “It’s still kind of new, I’ve barely used it myself. It’s – different.”
 
“Come on, why are you holding back? Is it dangerous or something? Let me try it, please. This one was great, but if the new one is so much better, I want to experience it.”
 
“Let’s go in the garage,” Jack said after a moment’s hesitation. “I need to tell you a few things about it.”
 
“This is it,” Jack said once they were in the garage. It was a huge garage, converted from an old house. In one corner was a computer. But it was the thing on the stand that caught Craig’s attention.
 
Instead of something that fit over the eyes and ears, this one had a helmet that covered the entire head. And attached to it was a robe.
 
“I don’t get it,” Craig asked. “What’s with the robe?”
 
“I, uh, got this from a store that sells sex toys,” Jack began. “You know, dildos, CBT, restraints, stuff like that.”
 
The only word that Craig understood was restraints. He had no idea what dildos or CBT were. And he wasn’t sure he wanted to find out. “Is that what the robe is for?” he asked. “To restrain someone?”
 
“What? No, not even close,” Jack said, surprised at the question. “Those were just examples of stuff the store sells. No, this baby doesn’t restrain you, although I think I could buy and attachment that does if you wanted.”
 
“No way,” his friend said, shaking his head vigorously. He’d had one experience with that, five years ago when he was nine years old. A cousin had tied him to a porch railing and pulled his bathing suit down. All his cousins and a few friends had seen his dick!
 
“I don’t want to be restrained. But what does the robe do?”
 
“Um, look, I’ll tell you, but it is kind of private,” Jack said. “And maybe a bit embarrassing.” He paused, knowing it was adding to the desire for his new friend to learn more. “I, uh, shit. Look, this is a sex VR intended for adults. The cape gives feelings, down below. But you have to be naked underneath it.”
 
“I, uh, okay, I guess I get it,” Craig said hesitantly.
 
“It does so much more,” Jack continued. “I had to video the entire garage. There’s a girl in the VR, and she will lead you around. You’ll really feel her hand guiding you. And as long as you go where she is taking you, you won’t run into anything in here. And she’ll kiss you, and get you to, you know, jack off.” He blushed as he said it. All of it was true, and he’d experienced it many times.
 
“So if you have the robe on, why do you have to do it yourself?” Craig asked. “Why can’t it grab your dick and do it?”
 
“There are limits to VR,” Craig answered. “And besides, you will be believing that your dick is inside her. She’ll take her clothes off, and ask you to strip too. All you have to do is open the robe and, well, you know, make yourself happy. You’ll feel her arms touching you. She does touch your dick, just before you begin having sex with her. Maybe someday they will have one that you can really plug your dick into, but I guess not yet. But this is much more realistic than that piece of junk you were wearing a minute ago.”
 
More than anything in the world, Craig wanted to experience that. But not with his new friend watching. He could now understand why Jack had been so reluctant to talk about it.
 
“Look, I know how it feels, and believe me, it is beyond belief. You’ll be so immersed into the video that you won’t even care that you’re jacking off. And if you thought the one you just enjoyed was life-like, this one is much better.”
 
Jack paused. Now it was time to sell it. And he meant sell. If this worked, he could make a bunch of money. All he needed was to find lonely kids like Craig and befriend them.
 
“I know what you are thinking,” he continued. “You don’t want me around to watch you. That’s cool. I don’t really want to watch you jack off anyway. If you want, I’ll let you try it. I’ll go outside and you can strip and put on the gear. When you are ready, call me and I’ll come back in and start the video and then leave again. When it ends, take off the gear, clean yourself up, get dressed, and join me outside.” He pulled some cloth wipes from off a shelf and set them on the table next to the computer.
 
“You want to try it or not?” he asked.
 
“And you’ll be outside?” Craig asked.
 
“Yeah. Until the video starts, you’ll be able to see and hear me. The head piece has a tiny slit that lets you see the real world. But once I start the program, the slit closes so you don’t get confused. You’ll just have to trust me. I’ll leave and wait outside for you.”
 
Craig considered it. If Jack was lying, it would be embarrassing to have him watch. He knew that if his friend demonstrated it, he’d be curious enough to want to stay and watch. But then he realized that once the program ended, he’d be able to see. If the boy was in the garage, he’d know it.
 
“Yeah, okay, I do really want to try it,” he said. He could feel his ears burning as a blush covered his face. “I guess you should wait outside until I’m ready.”
 
“Sure thing,” Jack said, hearing the sound of cash registers ringing in his mind.
 
Craig was already partially hard as he stripped off his own clothes. Once naked, he put on the headpiece and saw that he did indeed have a small slit to look through. His friend was not in the garage. He pulled the robe around him and reached for the fabric belt to hold it closed before calling Jack back into the garage.
 
Jack fiddled with the computer for a few seconds. “Okay, I’m ready. When I press this button, stay right where you are until your brain adjusts so you don’t fall down. The girl will appear in a random location inside the garage. Like I said, just let her lead you. I will be outside. If anything goes wrong just take the gear off. Are you ready for the most mind-blowing experience of your life?”
 
“Yeah, do it,” Craig said. He could feel the tip of his dick pressing against the fabric of the robe and hoped it wasn’t too obvious that he was already hard. A moment later, the image shifted as the slit closed and he could see he was in a grass-covered field. He did what Jack had said and held still until he was sure he was ready. Then he turned to the right where he heard a giggle.
 
The girl was beautiful. It was hard to guess her age, but she appeared to be in her late teens. She was wearing a bikini, and she smiled at him as she approached.
 
“Hi stranger,” her silky voice said. “I’m Vroni, but you can call me VR if you want. What is your name?”
 
Craig realized that Jack hadn’t been able to fully explain the difference between this image and the one he’d experienced outside a short time ago. This was so much more life-like.
 
“I’m Craig. Craig Bowie,” he said.
 
There was a momentary flutter and then Vroni said, “How nice to meet you Craig Craig Bowie. How old are you?”
 
Craig realized he was speaking to a computer and had to be careful how he answered. “My name if just Craig. No, wait, my name is Craig. And I’m fourteen.” There was another pause and flutter of the image.
 
“That’s a nice age Craig,” she said. “Do you want to have some fun? How about we go under that tree over there?”
 
He felt a hand touch his. It couldn’t be real; his hands were outside the VR equipment. But the visual image showed her grabbing his hand and he could feel it. She led him to the tree and he could even sense the coolness in the shade.
 
“You want to see more of me?” Vroni asked.
 
“Yeah, for sure,” he answered. He could now feel his dick twitching against the robe and if it didn’t stop soon, he’d cum for sure. Then Vroni removed the top of her bikini. She had the biggest tits he’d ever seen, but then he realized that they were the only ones he had seen. They were milky white, with large nipples at the ends that were pointed right at him. Her arms reached for him and he could feel her touching his dick through the robe. It was all he could do to not cum yet.
 
“Open the robe and let me see you,” she said. “If I like what I see, we can fuck if you want.”
 
“Oh, I want to fuck,” he said enthusiastically. He quickly untied the belt and pulled the sides of the robe open.
 
“I see you are ready, pull the robe up to your shoulders and lay down on the grass and we’ll get started.”
 
His dick was demanding attention. His brain was filled with the sight of a very pretty girl a few years older than him removing the bottom of her bikini as he pulled the robe up even with his neck and laid down. He’d expected to feel the cold hardness of the concrete garage floor, but his brain told him he was laying on soft grass.
 
As the image showed her getting on top of him, he remembered that he couldn’t feel it because the robe was open and that Jack had said he had to jack off. He focused on her eyes and touched himself. He knew it wasn’t going to take long and it didn’t. The image of a naked girl on top of him and belief that he was fucking her was enough to make him shoot over and over again, more than he had ever produced before.
 
“Would you like it if we lay side by side and masturbated?” she asked, surprising him. He saw her hand go down to her slit and a finger reach inside. That was all it took for his dick to get hard again. This time he kept watching her as he stroked his dick.
 
After a minute or so, he saw her expression change and he hurried his strokes. They had their orgasms at the same time.
 
“That was wonderful,” Vroni said. “I loved it, and I hope you did too. Until next time.” The image of her and the tree slowly faded to black.
 
Craig sat up. It was all he could do at the moment he was so spent. He pulled off the headgear and was totally surprised. He was under a tree, and sitting on grass. And there were five girls seated in front of him, and he knew them all. Sophia, Emma, and Aria were all in his grade at school. Julia was thirteen and a year behind him. And Piper was Emma’s twelve-year-old sister. They were all smiling.
 
Confused, for a moment he thought the VR was still running. And then he realized that the head piece was on the ground behind him. And he was naked, with his belly covered in his own cum. This wasn’t virtual, this was reality! He was outside the garage and had just jerked off, twice, in front of the five girls.
 
“That was the coolest thing I have ever seen,” Piper said. “Do it again.”
 
Craig stood up and ran to the side door to the garage, only to find it locked. Emma, who had followed him, said Jack was inside and would unlock the door after he played with himself one more time.
 
He turned and looked back towards the tree. The VR gear was gone now. He was completely naked, blocks from his house, and there were five girls expecting him to put on even more of a show. It had been one thing to do it when he thought he was in the garage, alone. But to do it now, in the open, knowing they were watching – well, he was sure he couldn’t do that.
 
“Jack told us you were afraid of being tied up,” Emma said. “We have the means to do it, and I think with five of us you won’t be able to stop us. Don’t make us do it, just give my sister one more show.
 
“I, uh, just can’t,” he said. “Please, it’s really embarrassing.”
 
“How much worse can it be? The fact that you played with yourself, twice, pretending the girl in the video was real – we all watched you then. All we want is to see you do it one more time. Then we’ll tell Jack to let you get into the garage where your clothes are.”
 
Inside, Jack was busy making the stacks of five dollar bills he would need later. He glanced at the monitor up and saw that Emma was leading Craig back to the tree. He wondered if this was going to cost him more.
 
And it would. As Craig sat under the tree, the girl sat next to him and reached out to touch him. Jack turned up the volume so that he could listen.
 
“Just tell me how to do it,” Emma said as she touched her first penis.
 
“Uh, just like that, not as tight though,” the boy said. “Rub up and down. And sometimes I run a finger across the tip.” Craig shuddered as the girl did as he said. As she continued, he couldn’t believe he was about to cum for the third time in less than half an hour.
 
The other four girls all gathered around, almost blocking the view from the camera. Jack was glad he had taught them where they could move and not block it. He watched as Emma made the boy cum again. Now with two videos, he would be able to afford to buy more equipment. He added ten more five’s to Emma’s stack.
 
Jack shut down the equipment and opened the door just as Craig knocked on it.
 
“Sorry about tricking you like that,” he said, “But you would never have agreed to do it if you knew what was going to happen.” He put a stack of bills in Craig’s hand. “This is yours. One hundred and twenty-five dollars. And you can come back and use the VR stuff again for free if you want. With or without the real girls.”
 
Craig stood there naked, completely stunned. He’d been ready to attack Jack, but he now had more money in his hand than he’d ever had at one time. Almost as much as he’d ever had in total.
 
“Come on in and clean up and get dressed,” Jack said to him. “I know you’re pissed, and you have a right to be. But know this. Emma likes you. She picked you out.  And other than I lied to you and tricked you, this wasn’t so bad now, was it? How many other boys do you know that at age fourteen got a girl to jack them off?”
 
Not sure how he felt about that, Craig grabbed the cloths Jack had set out earlier to wipe his cum off with. Then he saw the five stacks of money.
 
“They got paid to do that?” he asked.
 
“Yeah, they did. Not as much as you if you want to count it. Except for Emma. She went that extra step.”
 
“How can you afford it?” Craig had no job, and no allowance. He couldn’t ever take a girl out. Jack’s house didn’t look that expensive, but there were hundreds of dollars stacked on the counter. Then it hit him. “You recorded it, and you’re selling it!”
 
“Well, duh, of course I am. But not to kids, and not anywhere unsafe. My contact with the buyer is through notes and hiding places. Physical transfers, no electronics. I never even see him. But he puts a flyer up somewhere that I know to watch for, and in code it tells me where to leave the next movie. Later, I come back and find the money. I am as sure as I can be that the movies are not posted on line. I’m pretty sure they get distributed by hand to a small group of people who pay large fees for them. Nobody you know is ever going to see them. Not even the girls outside, unless you want me to show it to them.”
 
Craig had finished wiping the cum off his belly and was getting dressed as he thought about what he was hearing.
 
“Have any of them ever been in one?” he asked.
 
“Yours,” Jack responded. “But I think you mean naked, like you were.” He saw Craig nod. “Then no, although it would be great if they would let me make one. However, the person who buys what I produce only wants naked boys. So having the girls naked would only be for my own enjoyment, and is too dangerous to seriously consider.”
 
Jack saw that Craig was fully dressed. “Unless there is something else, you’ve been paid and are free to go. The girls will not tell anyone about what happened. You can trust them.”
 
“How do you know?” Craig asked. “Have you ever been in one of your movies?”
 
“Yeah, I have. I had to act all confused and scared, but it was a script I wrote based on what the buyer told me he wanted. So they all saw me naked too. And I’ve never even seen or heard a whisper about it. I even tried talking to friends of theirs to see if they had any idea, and got nothing. The girls want their money, and they know that if they ever tell anyone, they are fired. They don’t talk, but they do enjoy the work.”
 
Craig was still standing there, so Jack asked, “Is there anything else? I’ll go out and pay the girls and they’ll leave if you don’t want to show your face to them again right away.”
 
“Could I, uh, ever make another one? I would still be scared and embarrassed, but, uh, I’ve never had money before.”
 
“Thanks for reminding me. Spend that money slowly. If your parents suddenly see you with stuff they didn’t buy you’ll have to explain how you got it. But the answer to your question is no. I know for sure that Emma would like it if we did, but I just don’t get paid enough. You’re already near the top age my buyer wants. I won’t get as much for this as I hoped because you were just a little too developed. I get paid more using kids a year younger than you. But it is hard to find ones who I think won’t go to the cops after it is done.”
 
Craig was surprised. He hadn’t even thought about doing that. “What is different about me? How were you sure I wouldn’t call the cops?”
 
“It was Emma. She said you’re a loner at school with very few friends. And your clothing style shows that you don’t pick out your own clothes. She said you never have money to give to donations or even to buy something from a vending machine. She’s seen you staring at one but never buying anything. All those traits are predictive. But I couldn’t tell you what was going to happen; she described you as very modest and said boys even say you don’t shower after gym. If I had told you what was going to happen after you put on the gear, you’d have left in a second.”
 
“I’d like to make a couple more if I could. I don’t think I’d chicken out now unless there were different girls present. And I’d do it for half what you paid me for this one.”
 
Jack considered it. Despite what he was telling Craig, he’d make a good profit from the movie he’d just filmed. But acting is totally different from what the kid had just done, and he just didn’t think the boy could act well enough. Poor acting might mean the buyer wouldn’t pay at all, and he’d be out the wages.
 
“I’ll tell you what,” he said, deciding to see if the kid could act. “Give me a minute to go and talk to them and see if they want to test you. And, how much it will cost me if they do.”
 
Jack took the stacks of money and left. He was gone for about five minutes before returning.
 
“They are interested if you still want to try it.”
 
“What happens?” Craig asked.
 
“They will circle around and capture you. Try and get away from them, but don’t try too hard. They will strip you and tie you up. Again, struggle, but not too much, make sure they succeed without it taking too long. After that, you won’t need to act.”
 
Craig was very nervous. He didn’t want to be tied up, but he had so much enjoyed the feel of a stack of money in his fist that he decided he could do it. When he left the garage, he didn’t see any of the girls. He headed for the tree.
 
He was about half way there when they came from by the house and from behind the garage, circling around him, yelling and calling him names. He tried to get away, but one of them tripped him, making him nearly fall to the ground.
 
“We’ve got you now Frank,” Emma yelled. He almost corrected her and said his name was Craig.
 
“Strip!” she yelled. “Take everything off.”
 
“Take it off, take it off,” the other girls started chanting. For Craig, it was somewhat frightening. If he was supposed to act scared, it wasn’t going to be difficult. Remembering he wasn’t supposed to take too long; he began stripping.
 
Piper ran in and grabbed each item of clothing as he took it off, dropping them further back. When he was down to his boxers, he hesitated. Did he really want to do this?
 
He didn’t have to decide. The moment he hesitated, the five girls pushed him back against the tree. His arms were pulled behind the trunk and tied. Then piper, with a gleam in her eye, stepped up and slowly began pulling his boxers down until finally his dick was free and jerked up to point at the sky.
 
And then Jack came out of the garage with a pink plastic bottle in his hand.
 
“Sorry Craig, but we need to do something else before the video continues.”
 
Craig tried to pull free, but the ropes were tied correctly and he was trapped.
 
“Remember I told you that you were at the upper age of what my buyer likes? Well, we need to make you younger.”
 
“How are you going to do that?” Craig asked.  Then he saw the scissors. “No, not that, let me free, I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want to do this.”
 
“Too late for that,” Jack said. “I’ve already agreed to pay the girls extra.” He handed the two items he had to Emma. “I’ll get the hose. Have fun.”
 
Piper wanted to be the one to do it, but her sister wanted it more. She knelt down and started snipping Craig’s pubic hair as close to the skin as she could. Once it was all neatly trimmed down, she sprayed something from the plastic bottle on his groin and balls.
 
Jack showed up just as she was done. “Sorry Craig, but you wanted more money. This only takes a few more minutes, and then we can get back to making the movie.”
 
After a brief moment with Craig desperate to get free, Emma grabbed his boxers from the pile of clothing and wiped the edge of his groin.
 
“He’s ready,” she said.
 
Jack squeezed the nozzle of the hose and directed a spray pattern at Craig’s groin, washing it from top to bottom. When he was done Emma used the underwear to wipe it dry.
 
“Looks good,” Jack said. “Give me time to get the hose out of the shot and back to the garage, and then you can resume.” He looked at Craig and added, “And remember to act brave, but it is okay to also be embarrassed. This needs to run for at least fifteen minutes before you give up.”
 
Craig looked down and saw that his groin was now hair-free. They had made him look younger.
 
A few seconds after the side door to the garage closed, Sophia stepped forward.
 
“Tell us what you did with the pictures you took,” she said. “Don’t try and pretend you don’t know what I’m talking about,” she added when she saw the look of confusion on his face.
 
“You’d better talk,” Aria said from his left side.
 
“Yeah, Frank,” Julie said from his right. “We can make you talk.”
 
“Cat got your tongue?” Emma said after a second of silence. “Okay then, I’ll guess we’ll have to torture it from you.” She reached down and grabbed his dick, making his whole body tense up.
 
“Oh, you think it feels good now, do you? Well, let’s see how you like this.” Without warning, she wrapped a length of ribbon around the base of his dick and then around the top of his ball sack. She then repeated the action, wrapping it around and around, pulling it as tight as she could. When she was done, she wrapped the end under the last loop to hold it in place.
 
“That will keep you from being able to enjoy this,” she said.
 
Craig noticed where the girls were standing and the gap they left. He was able to see the camera on top of the garage where it was aimed by peering through the gap. But then he gasped as Emma and Piper both started using their fingernails to lightly brush the tip of his dick.
 
“Where did you hide the pictures?” Sophia asked again.
 
It was pleasurable, up to a point. But as it continued, Craig found himself on his toes, his whole body rigid, as he tried to cum. But he couldn’t. It quickly became more and more frustrating.
 
“I hid them under my mattress,” he said, wanting more than anything to be able to cum.
 
“Liar,” Aria yelled. “That was the first place we looked.”
 
“Behind the picture on my wall,” he yelled. “Please stop, or let me shoot, please!”
 
“Do you think we are stupid?” Julie said. “You don’t have any pictures on your wall. I want you to think very carefully, and I’m going to give you time to do it.” Without warning, his boxers were stuffed into his mouth. He kept trying to speak, but he couldn’t form words, just noises. Emma had switched to stroking his shaft while her sister continued to lightly brush the very sensitive area right under the head of his dick. He wanted to scream. He wanted to cry. He wanted to SHOOT!
 
Then his boxers were yanked from his mouth. “Speak, and tell us the truth if you want this to end,” Emma said.
 
“My pants,” he all but yelled. “Back pocket.” He was covered in sweat, his dick so sensitive that the wind made him want to cum. But he couldn’t.
 
From the back, he heard Julie say, “He told the truth, I have them.”
 
Suddenly the rope binding his wrists was cut, but Sophia’s long arms wrapped around his chest holding him to the tree.
 
But his hands were free, and Emma and Piper had quit playing with his dick. He found the edge of the ribbon and unwrapped it as fast as he could. Once unwound, it took two strokes with his hand to make him shoot burst after burst of cum. He’d have fallen to the ground if not for Sophia holding him up.
 
They helped him to a sitting position against the tree. Jack came out a few minutes later with more stacks of money. “Bravo,” he said. “What a performance. Come back anytime and we can come up with another script.”
 
“Thanks, but no,” Craig said. “I think I’m happy with the money I have now.”
 
He was so spent he could hardly stand to put his clothes back on. Piper was there, more than willing to help him. But her help seemed to be mostly running her hand across the smooth skin of his groin.
 
That night, he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. He didn’t jack off again for days afterward.
 
He kept most of the money in case he needed it, and carefully spent some when he wanted to. But never went back to Jack’s house, even though the VR equipment tempted him several times.