Master PC – Cumming in Cymru – Chapter 01

Dylan Davies woke up, as usual, with a boner. At his age, morning wood was a fact, but it didn’t really matter. He’d started sleeping naked, partly so that his cock could be free to move around, but also because he discovered that he rather enjoyed it, something which probably only served to increase the amount of boners he got. It wasn’t a particularly large boner, but then, he wouldn’t expect it to be.

Today was Thursday the 31st of August 2017; Dylan’s birthday. He didn’t like his date of birth, as it meant that he was the youngest in his year at school. The sun was streaming from behind his blinds into his bedroom, and now he was ready to get up. Normally his weekend and school holiday mornings were spent jerking off, but today he wanted to get up to open his presents.

Dylan and his father lived alone in a reasonably small house in Cardiff. Dylan’s mother died when he was little, so the two of them just had each-other. It was after 10, so his dad would definitely be at work, so he’d be opening his presents alone. Dylan slipped on his boxers, followed by a t-shirt and jog pants, and headed downstairs. There he saw a few birthday presents waiting for him.

Dylan unwrapped the presents in front of him. It was mostly just cash from relatives, with the DVDs he’d asked his dad for. But one present took his interest. It was a small-medium box, and according to the label was from his grandparents, his maternal ones. Unwrapping it, Dylan found that it was a shoebox. Assuming they’d bought him a new pair of shoes, Dylan opened it, but instead he found a load of CDs in their cases.

“Oh cool!” Dylan exclaimed. Granted in 2017 CDs weren’t a thing he particularly collected, but he figured he could rip them and see if there was anything good. There were a few things in there he recognised, most of the CDs being over a decade old from the looks of things. One CD however was different. It was the box of a CD-R, and the label on it just said “Master PC V1.0”.

“What’s a Master PC?” Dylan asked to no-one in particular. Deciding that breakfast could wait, Dylan went to fetch his laptop, and sat on the sofa with it. He opened the disk drive, and inserted the mysterious disk. A few seconds later, and the usual Windows menu came up, asking if he wanted to run something called mpcinstaller.exe, or if he wanted to just open the contents of the disk. Dylan chose the latter, but he was surprised to find that the only file on the disk was the installer.

Dylan was curious now, and perhaps not as cautious as one should be with a strange program. So he click the installer, and after giving Windows permission, the program began installing. It was a reasonably small install, and it finished within several minutes. What it produced was a shortcut on his desktop simply called “Master PC”, the logo being a rather low-res image of a 90s PC.
Dylan double clicked on the icon, and a window came up which apparently was the program. He only got a brief moment to look at it however, as a notice came up on his screen.
“A newer version of Master PC is available, version 10.1. Would you like to download and install?”

Figuring he had nothing to lose, Dylan clicked yes, and the programme closed, being replaced with a progress bar. It was estimating about half an hour, so Dylan took the opportunity to pull down his trousers and boxers, open up his web browser, and indulge in a little bit of birthday porn. Of course, he didn’t last particularly long, and he was jizzing after about 10 minutes of browsing. Dylan blew his load into his hand, and went off to the bathroom to wash up. Once he was done, he made himself a bowl of cereal, and sat eating it and watching TV.

Just as he finished eating, Dylan heard his laptop beep. He turned the TV off, and went back to a message that Master PC 10.1 had finished installing. He looked at his desktop, and the icon had changed to the image of a much more modern PC, with the letters MPC on the screen. Dylan double clicked on the icon, and this time the thing opened full screen, like he was playing a game. Maybe that’s what this was. The words “Master PC: V10.1” appeared on the screen, with all sorts of assorted colours swirling in the background and Dylan really began to wonder what exactly he’d installed.
“Welcome to Master PC,” came a voice from his speakers. It was female, and sounded reasonably young. She spoke with an upper-class English accent, something Dylan had always found very sexy. “Master PC allows you to become a virtual god to those around you. You are the Master’s representative.”

The text then disappeared, and was replaced by a young girl. She looked maybe a year or two older than him, and had long, brown hair. It was only a head shot, but from what he could see she appeared to be naked, or at least topless. And she was absolutely gorgeous.

“Welcome, Dylan Davies,” the girl smiled.
“What the fuck!?” Dylan exclaimed. “Who are you!?”
“I am the user interface for the Master PC programme,” the girl replied.
“User interface?”
“Yes, Dylan. I added in as part of the version 10 patch, as it was determined that I was a quicker and more enjoyable input method than sliders and text boxes.”
“This is a fucking joke, right? I mean, no offense, but you’re not some user interface. What, are you stood on a green screen or something?”
“Dylan, I can assure you that I am no joke.