“Programming Complete” by Nemo

 
Steve stood at attention, his body held rigid, his eyes open but unseeing. Around him his roomies were frenetically giving his life an overhaul and he stood oblivious to it all. While Max was replacing Steve's 'Glee', Ricky Martin and Brittany Spears posters with sporting posters and a Pirelli calendar, Jason was emptying all Steve's old clothes into a bag and filling his closet and drawers with A&F tops, sportswear, running shoes. The supply of candy was replaced with a supply of energy bars and a huge jar of protein powder.

The pair had already hacked into Steve's computer and changed all his bookmarks, his iPod playlist and created a new face-book and email account, complete with on-line friends they’d made up just for him. Throughout it all Steve just stood still and paid no attention to the activity around him.

Eventually the pair ground to a halt. Jason turned to Max "I think that's it dude. Not a trace of the old Stephen remains."

"Totally Bro and instead plenty of evidence of the new improved Steve. You know he's going to be such a better room-mate since we did this."

"Hell yeah!" agreed Jason "I was fed up with the little fairy prancing around the place. It was giving us a bad name. But not for much longer."

"And you're sure this'll work." asked Max

"Completely. Look we've hacked the main university computer, so they think the old Stephen transferred out and we've arranged the perfect back-story for the new improved Steve. Now he's a mature student who's an ex-marine. The hypno-programme I've had running in his ears will have wiped and replaced his personality and the bio-suit will have bonded to his body by tomorrow. Trust me, this is fool-proof."

"I wish I cold be as sure as you. Still we've gone this far, we may as well finish it. Do you want to do the honours?" asked Max.

Jason just nodded and walked up to Steve. He popped the earphones out of Steve's ears and turned off the iPod, slipping it into his own pocket. Steve still stood at attention, eyes fixed on the distance, giving no sign that he was aware of the other guys. Jason stepped back and snapped his fingers in front of Steve. Steve blinked his eyes and then focused on Jason for the first time in hours. "Hey roomie, sorry I think I zoned out for a sec." said Steve, he paused for a second while he searched his memories "So are we still on for hitting the gym?" he continued.

Jason nodded "Yeah, cool. Why don't you grab your kit and then we can all head out together." Steve grunted in acknowledgement and turned to his drawers, pulling out his gym kit without any sign that his new life was different from his old one. Max sidled up to Jason and whispered "Dude it's totally working."

"Told you it would." replied Jason, quietly "You really should know better than to doubt me. So what do you think of the new improved, stud bodied, straight acting Steve?"

"Dude it's such an improvement... wait what do you mean straight acting? I though we agreed to get rid of all that faggy shit?" asked Max

"Well, it seemed such a waste of the old Stephen's talents. Don't worry, the new Steve's not going to bringing any dudes back here, but I did leave a couple of extra commands in his programming. Watch." and Jason turned to Steve "Hey Bro, before we hit the gym, how about a quick blow-job?"

Steve didn't even bat an eyelid at Jason's request. "Sure dude, no trouble." he said ambling over to where Jason was standing and dropping to his knees. As Max looked on in astonishment, Steve calmly worked Jason's cock free from his pants and slipped it into his mouth. As he eagerly bobbed up and down, Jason's eyes began to flicker with pleasure and he lowered himself down onto his bed, while Steve kept up the work on his cock.

"Dude this is fucked up!" yelled Max, "I didn't agree to this shit."

Jason placed a hand on Steve's head, temporarily stopping his motion on his cock. "Sorry Bro, but like I said, you can't waste talent like this." he smiled at Max "You know maybe you'd feel better if you came over here and joined in. Why don't you just come over and bury your face in my ass."

The angry expression on Max's face disappeared, replaced by a happy, if slightly empty, smile "Sure dude, no trouble" he replied in the exact same tone Steve had used to Jason's request for a blow-job. As the two studs busied themselves pleasuring Jason he lay back and thought again how lucky he was to have the genius he needed to make his life just the way he wanted. The hypon-tapes worked perfectly as both Steve and the clueless Max were currently demonstrating and the bio-suits gave anyone the body he wanted them to have. He ran a hand over his own firm pecs and six-pack and tried to remember what his old body had been like, but it had been so long since he'd bonded to his own suit, he couldn't recall a thing. As his enslaved room-mates brought him to the brink of climax all his thoughts melted away and he gave himself over to pure pleasure.