So we were talking about weird erotic FanFics a few weeks ago and I said I'll do my own weird one.
So here's my masterpiece that I did in ten minutes.
I told you I would do it...
Gay for my Brain
A Courier Love Story
Weeks had passed since the second battle of Hoover Dam, the Yes Man victory led a fully independent New Vegas free of the bickering that the Factions brought with them.
The Courier decided to once again look over the Big MT, becoming its defender until the day he dies.
The road to Hoover Dam had brought him many personal struggles, the PTSD from the bullet wound in his head still haunted his nightmares every night, he had not been at peace since the day he awake in Goodsprings.
Luckily for him, he had a solution, he would confront himself once and for all, bringing the pain to a closure for his attacks on the smaller and less dependable factions.
“Once again you have arrived I see” said the Courier’s brain in disgust.
The two hated each other for they were both one and the same. The self-loathing through the months of war tore the Courier apart.
“Yes, and me and you have unfinished business” the Courier replied, upholstering his assault rifle and aiming it at the jar.
“Go ahead shoot, your suicidal tendencies make you irrational. Killing me would only hurt you in the long run” the Brain shouted with anger.
The Courier hesitated for a moment, he begun to shake.
“I can’t…” he cried as he threw the gun on the floor.
The brain laughed.
“You’re useless, I know you don’t have a brain, but I didn’t think you didn’t have ball either.”
The Courier turned away and was about to walk out the room when suddenly, he had a sudden urge to do something drastic.
He turned round and stared deep into the Brain.
“I will show you that I do have ball” The Courier said as he begun to take off his shirt.
The Brain started to breath heavily, it was obvious to the Toaster that he was getting turned on (The Toaster was sickened by this sort of stuff, he thought that relationship between a man and his brain was forbidden, but it was perfectly acceptable if it was a Woman).
The Courier took off his clothes and whipped out his 8-inch dick onto the Jar and started rubbing it.
“Give me more” the Brain screamed.
The Toaster begun to cry in pain over the sight it was watching.
“Please kill me already” The Toaster screamed.
The Courier got hard as he begun to feel a tingling sensation.
“That’s it Courier, give yourself to me” The Brain screamed in enjoyment.
The Courier then begun to ejaculate onto the Brain’s Jar.
“I’ve never had such an experience in my life” The Brain smiled (even The Toaster was confused by the scientific capabilities of this as it had never smiled in its entire life).
The Courier got down on his knees.
“I’m yours now Master” The Courier cried.
The Brain begun to laugh.
“You’re mine now forever my love.”
And it was at that moment, The Courier learned to forgive himself for the crimes against humanity he had committed.
The End
So here's my masterpiece that I did in ten minutes.
I told you I would do it...
Gay for my Brain
A Courier Love Story
Weeks had passed since the second battle of Hoover Dam, the Yes Man victory led a fully independent New Vegas free of the bickering that the Factions brought with them.
The Courier decided to once again look over the Big MT, becoming its defender until the day he dies.
The road to Hoover Dam had brought him many personal struggles, the PTSD from the bullet wound in his head still haunted his nightmares every night, he had not been at peace since the day he awake in Goodsprings.
Luckily for him, he had a solution, he would confront himself once and for all, bringing the pain to a closure for his attacks on the smaller and less dependable factions.
“Once again you have arrived I see” said the Courier’s brain in disgust.
The two hated each other for they were both one and the same. The self-loathing through the months of war tore the Courier apart.
“Yes, and me and you have unfinished business” the Courier replied, upholstering his assault rifle and aiming it at the jar.
“Go ahead shoot, your suicidal tendencies make you irrational. Killing me would only hurt you in the long run” the Brain shouted with anger.
The Courier hesitated for a moment, he begun to shake.
“I can’t…” he cried as he threw the gun on the floor.
The brain laughed.
“You’re useless, I know you don’t have a brain, but I didn’t think you didn’t have ball either.”
The Courier turned away and was about to walk out the room when suddenly, he had a sudden urge to do something drastic.
He turned round and stared deep into the Brain.
“I will show you that I do have ball” The Courier said as he begun to take off his shirt.
The Brain started to breath heavily, it was obvious to the Toaster that he was getting turned on (The Toaster was sickened by this sort of stuff, he thought that relationship between a man and his brain was forbidden, but it was perfectly acceptable if it was a Woman).
The Courier took off his clothes and whipped out his 8-inch dick onto the Jar and started rubbing it.
“Give me more” the Brain screamed.
The Toaster begun to cry in pain over the sight it was watching.
“Please kill me already” The Toaster screamed.
The Courier got hard as he begun to feel a tingling sensation.
“That’s it Courier, give yourself to me” The Brain screamed in enjoyment.
The Courier then begun to ejaculate onto the Brain’s Jar.
“I’ve never had such an experience in my life” The Brain smiled (even The Toaster was confused by the scientific capabilities of this as it had never smiled in its entire life).
The Courier got down on his knees.
“I’m yours now Master” The Courier cried.
The Brain begun to laugh.
“You’re mine now forever my love.”
And it was at that moment, The Courier learned to forgive himself for the crimes against humanity he had committed.
The End
