Zach lay in his king size bed, wearing nothing but a pair of navy-blue silk boxers. He glanced at the clock on his bedside table to see that it was nearly 10:00 in the morning; usually he had to get up at the crack of dawn to complete his 15-mile run before heading into work. He could not remember the last time he had the opportunity to sleep in this late; he could barely remember the last day he had not gone in to work. Business was better than ever, which was great, though working 14 hours a day, 7 days a week had begun to take a toll on him. It was a fantastic feeling to share the responsibilities of running the company with somebody else, and he knew he could trust the new Zach to oversee operations while he took a much-needed day off.
The thought of his newly formed clone was enough to cause his cock to start to stiffen again in his boxers. Zach had to admit he was still more than a little surprised that the machine had actually worked; he had read firsthand testimonials on the dark web, but the skeptic in him had still expected the whole operation to be nothing more than a scam. It had been quite the hassle to track a machine down for himself, as they were in high demand with those in the know, often leading to the machines being resold in insane bidding wars. Zach had invested far more money into the technology than he had wanted, tying up a significant portion of his company’s capital, but it was all worth it now that he knew the machine worked. He had the best business partner he ever could have asked for: himself.
Zach was also excited at the prospect of being able to date himself, as he felt he had finally found the perfect match. He had had flings with several men over his career and had tried a couple of times to settle down into a serious relationship, but none of them had felt right. It was not until he had fucked the other Zach that he had realized just what he had been missing; the passion and joy he felt making love to his clone was beyond words.
Zach did feel a tinge of sympathy for the young woman who had sacrificed herself in the creation of his new clone. He had taken great care in selecting the subject who would have the honour of becoming him; Ms. Townsend had been a lovely lady but always seemed to be sad and depressed. She had been bringing down the morale of the workforce, and Zach knew he would have had to let her go and he couldn’t bear to give her anymore bad news after all the horrible things she had been through. He thought he would be doing her a favour to give her a new opportunity walking in his literal shoes, leaving behind the trauma and pain of her past life. In business, sometimes the ends justified the means, and Ms. Townsend’s end was justified by the new Zach Copeland she had become.
Zach’s dick was rock hard now, and he was just preparing to whack one off when he heard the doorbell ring. He grabbed his phone from the bedside table and pulled up the security camera at the front door to see a sexy younger man in a delivery outfit. Grinning, Zach leapt out of the bed and strode through his large home to the front door, not bothering to put any additional clothes on.
“Mr. Copeland?” The deliveryman asked, his bored expression suddenly becoming animated as Zach opened the door. Zach smirked as he noticed the deliveryman’s gaze linger on the outline of his erect cock through his boxers.
“Do you have a package for me, Carlos?” Zach asked with a wink, reading the man’s nametag. Carlos looked to be in his early thirties, with light brown skin, wavy dark hair and chocolate brown eyes. He was a little younger and bit slobbier than Zach’s usual type, but Zach was still horny as hell from fucking his clone earlier that morning.
“Uh…yeah,” Carlos nodded, still seeming a bit awestruck by the scantily dressed older man standing in front of him.
“Well, I’ll take your package if you take mine,” Zach propositioned, grabbing Carlos by the hand, and leading him into his home. Carlos opened his mouth to object, but Zach could see the hard bulge forming in Carlos’ cargo shorts. He quickly shut up any of Carlos’ reservations with a kiss, and Carlos quickly gave in and started to reciprocate.
Zach led Carlos by the hand back to his bedroom, stripping the deliveryman down until he was naked. Carlos had a hairy chest with a decent level of muscle in his biceps and pecs, most likely built up from lifting heavy objects all day long as his job. His smooth stomach bulged outwards into a small gut, an indication that Carlos did not follow a regular workout routine. His hard cock was small but thick, and he had a nice round ass that would be perfect for pounding.
Zach slid off his own boxers, exposing his boner which was at least twice as long as Carlos’ dick. “Woah, dude, you’re huge,” Carlos commented in awe, getting down onto his knees and sucking on Zach’s cock. While enjoyable, Zach admitted that the blow job paled in comparison to the one he had given to his clone earlier that morning. He had been able to fit the other Zach’s entire dick into his mouth, while Carlos was struggling just to swallow the entire tip of his dick. The younger man clearly had limited experience when it came to sucking cock, and he looked as if he was going to gag several times as Zach thrust his throbbing member deeper into Carlos’ mouth.
After several minutes, Zach took pity on the other man and pulled him back up to his feet. He bent Carlos over the desk in his room and started fucking him, thrusting his cock in and out of his ass. Carlos was moaning in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he felt Zach’s member enter him. While Carlos’ moans were sexy, and he enjoyed the extra padding on Carlos’ round butt as he continued to thrust balls deep into the other man, Zach’s thoughts kept wandering back to when he had fucked the other Zach earlier. Eventually Zach felt himself erupt, spraying his seed into Carlos before pulling out of the other man with a small sigh. Making love to himself was really an experience like no other, and now no other man would be able to compare. He wished that his clone could stay at home with him and fuck him all day long instead of having to go into work to run the business.
“Hey man,” Carlos panted, looking around the room for the first time and noticing the clone machine, “What’s that thing?”