Cyberpunk 2069

V stumbled into his apartment incredibly drained and messy. Taking three small jobs in one day was no joke, even for V it proved to be to much. His skin tight net runner suit dampen by the rain stuck to him, highlighting his lean and chiseled figure. Lean six pack abs, plump pecs, well defined arms and leg, V didn’t like to stroke is own ego but he knew he was hot. With drooping eyes he stripped the soaked clothes as he stared out onto Night City. As he stood there bare he couldn’t help take his mind off some of his male companions he made through his merc work. River, the beef cake of a detective he helped with that case about the mayor, god he wished those big arms wrapped around him while River jackhammered his cock into him. Then there was Saul, the leader of the Aldecaldos, he had such a sexy gruff voice and hairy body, V just wanted him to him until he came under his boot. Then there was Takemura, V wish he would take the stick out of his ass and stick it in him, or at least stick something in him. V always got a hard on when Takemura pulled up in that suit, it was difficult to hide in his slutty netrunner suit that leaves nothing to the imagination. Lastly there was Kerry, who V already had sex with and let him know that he was always down for some fun.

One thing people didn’t know about V is that he is a total Sadomasochistic. He likes to be degraded, punished, humiliated, and fucked. It all started when he was conned by a brain dance operator and kidnapped by some raftens. When he came to from the glitchy brain dance and naked on a bathroom floor in a raften hideout. He eventually got out and all of his stuff back but not before he was mocked and ridiculed by some raften meathead. He made fun on V’s cock as he stepped on his balls with his ginormous black boot. The mockery got worse as V developed a boner from the humiliation. Next thing V new he was thrown over a table as the meathead started fingering V. He tried to hold back his moans, but his rock hard erection gave him up for the slut he was. It wasn’t long till the rafter lug started fucking V hard did he relized how much led he loved being treated like an object. If the raftens weren’t planning on killing V for his organs he probably would have played helpless victim at the hands of his captors for a little longer.

This experience opened a door to a whole new world for V. He started with some braindances, there were a lot of fun public nudity ones out there that he started a collection of. Most of them involved guys getting naked and going around in public letting anyone fuck them. Another braindance genre he began to take interest in was degradations. He loved when powerful men called him names like slut, fag, whore, the basic stuff. Just thinking about all the braindances he has gives him a boner. Before he gets a chance to jerk off a knock he heard at the door. V Didn’t bother putting anything on as he swung his front door open, naked body out for anyone to see. There wasn’t anyone at the door but a package, as V bent over to pick it up he was catcalled by a few guys heading back to their place front the gym. V gave them a wink before taking the package inside.

In the box was the newest braindance wreath that had the latest “recast” feature. This feature allowed V to inject models into his braindances and replace who stars in it. At first you had to be the person who recordered the brain dance but now you could put your own look alike in it and anyone one else you have a profile on.