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Transformers: Energon City

Cassette 2: Self-interest orientation

“Stage two (self-interest driven) espouses the ‘what's in it for me’ position, right behavior being defined by what is in one's own best interest. Stage two reasoning shows a limited interest in the needs of others, but only to a point where it might further one's own interests, such as you scratch my back, and I'll scratch yours.” -Kohlberg

Soundwave had been alone in the apartment for hours. He had hoped that his first trip to the city would be somewhat more pleasurable. As it was, he was rather bored. Scared, terrified even, but bored. Barricade had left shortly after they’re arrival, with no word as to where he was going or when he’d return. Soundwave was just able to see out a window facing the street though, and figured he could see him coming. The boy was secured to Barricade’s bed with a series of bungie cords and ropes that happened to be in the cruiser’s trunk. Soundwave had not bothered to test the bonds, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to escape. He was in a strange city with no way to contact anyone that could help him. Besides, even if he did escape, Barricade was a cop, and he certainly had the resources he needed to find the boy and keep him quiet.

Soundwave was naked, of course, he was face-up on the bed, his legs slightly apart, his arms crossed over his chest with hands resting on opposite shoulders. He was bored because he figured that if he were going to be killed, it would have already happened. The worst he thought he could expect was more sex. He was bored because the apartment was very bare. The only furniture in it was this bed, and it was fairly obvious that the flat had been kept for this precise purpose. Again, Soundwave was forced to wonder how many other victims Barricade had had.

As if the thought itself had conjured him, Barricade’s cruiser pulled once again into the parking lot. Soundwave did not see it. Barricade’s boot heels clicked on the filthy linoleum floor of the hallway. He slowly slid his key into the lock. The tumblers fell into place and the door opened. Soundwave heard Barricade’s entrance and instinctively attempted to hide his nudity. The innocent gesture brought a smile to Barricade’s lips.

“Still haven’t quite grasped this whole bondage concept have you, boy?” Soundwave squirmed uncomfortably. Barricade stared at the boy, taking in every inch of his exposed body. Soundwave kept his face turned harshly to the side, staring away from the older man. He twisted his wrists, trying to work them free from the ropes. He wasn’t aware of the fact that he tried much harder to escape now that Barricade was actually here. The cop watched the boy wriggle, making no real attempt to stop him. He knew the knots were tight, not to mention he was still wearing a belt loaded with plenty of stopping power, if needed. After a few minutes of somewhat overdramatic struggling, Soundwave settled to the bed with a sigh. His wrists were throbbing with rope burns, and he had developed a cramp in his left leg. Barricade stepped over a pile of fabric, Soundwave’s removed clothes, and approached the edge of the bed.

Barricade unbuckled his issued belt and worked his uniform shirt out of his pants. He unbuttoned the sharply-pressed top and pulled it off of his surprisingly attractive frame. Soundwave turned to watch, momentarily forgetting that he was supposed to be angry. The boy stared in silence as Barricade pulled off his boots and let his slacks slide to the floor. Barricade’s cock stood erect, and Soundwave instantly knew there would be no foreplay this time. Barricade crawled onto the bed, and began to unstrap the most external of Soundwave’s bonds. His arms were still tied together, and his legs were still tied to the bed at the ankles, but he was free otherwise. Barricade was kneeling between Soundwave’s legs, gently squeezing the boy’s thighs.

Barricade brought his hands up to his mouth, and licked his palms. He rubbed the lubrication onto the shaft of his penis. Soundwave shuffled toward the foot of the bed, getting closer to the man so that his legs could spread wider, and hopefully, to ease the insertion. Barricade positioned the head of his cock at Soundwave’s asshole and pushed forward forcefully. The unexpected intrusion sent pain flooding through Soundwave’s body, but the teen bit his lip to stifle any cries of pain that may have tried to escape.

“I’ll try to make this fast, I don’t want y’all to wake the neighbors.” Barricade said.

“No.” Soundwave whispered, “Go slow.”

“What did you say, boy?” Soundwave was embarrassed, he mumbled under his breath. “Answer me!”

“I said go slow. I…I want to feel you inside me until morning.” Soundwave’s cheeks were painted red.

“I’m not in the habit of taking orders from whores,” Barricade retorted, but his first thrusts were gentle. Soundwave was already sweating, and the light shimmered on his flat stomach. Soundwave’s head had fallen to the side, and his eyes were closed. His breathing was slow and ragged. Barricade watched as the boy’s cock betrayed his pleasure. His thrusts became more rhythmic as he tried to match the rise and fall of Soundwave’s chest. He placed his hands on Soundwave’s inner thigh, his thumbs stroking the soft flesh. Soundwave felt like liquid fire around his shaft. The boy was grinding back against him each time he pushed forward. Barricade’s cock sank deep into the teen, and suddenly, Soundwave was crying out.

“It…it feels so good. I can feel…you filling me up!” Soundwave’s breathing quickened until he was letting out loud huffs each time Barricade slid into him. “I…I can’t stop!” Goosebumps broke out on the teen, and Barricade felt his thigh muscles contracting violently. Soundwave’s jaw fell open and he screamed. Barricade felt hot moisture fall on the back of his hands. Soundwave clenched around Barricade’s cock, pulling at it, as if the boy’s entire body wanted more.

“I’m so sorry. I didn‘t want it to happen so quickly.” The boy wouldn’t look at him.

“I’m sure you’ll make it up to me, somehow.” Barricade restarted his thrusting, the boy squirming wildly under his strong grip. His face winced and he began moaning through his teeth. “Oh, oh, is it too soon, kid? Well that’s just a shame, because I still haven’t finished, and I’m sure as hell not waitin’ for you.” Soundwave spasmed uncontrollably, but did not protest. Barricade repositioned his hands, sliding them underneath the boy’s ass, so that he could lift the taut body upward. With Soundwave at this new angle, Barricade was able to lean back and thrust more deeply, sliding all 8 inches of his cock into the boy’s ass with each movement. Soundwave’s arms twisted in their ropes, as he tried desperately to grab at anything, just to regain some sense of composure. As it was, he writhed futilely on the mattress. The boy’s body twitched with the forced pleasure, his nipples shining with sweat.

Barricade delved into his own pleasure, trying to force Soundwave’s whimpers out of his head. He didn’t want to care about the boy’s enjoyment, and convinced himself that his next move was for his own excitement only. The cop wrapped his fist around Soundwave’s cock, letting the boy’s cum serve as lube. Soundwave cried out desperately, and with surprising strength, threw his hips upward into his master’s fist. Barricade’s shaft slid rapidly into the boy’s raised ass, hammering repeatedly into his a-spot. Soundwave’s cries would stop for several seconds at a time, while his whole body seized as if frozen. He was completely lost in ecstasy. The boy’s tight hole was writhing around Barricade’s cock, encircling it with heat. The cop was beginning to feel a plateau, and wanted a final push over the edge.

He stroked his fist slowly across the length of Soundwave’s cock, letting his palm twirl around the sensitive head. The boy’s eyes were squeezed shut, he face locked in an expression of shock. His hips were gyrating violently, as if they were the only part of his body over which he had any control.

“I…I…” Soundwave began, but the words were cut off by his teeth clamping shut. Soundwave’s body clenched into a ball, or as close to it as it could. He came violently, sending spurts upward onto his own chest, arms, and face. Barricade didn’t notice if any drops landed on him. The boy’s orgasm had locked his cock inside like a vice grip, and with the spasms thrown through Soundwave’s body, Barricade groaned. He tried to pull out, but Soundwave clamped his thighs around his waist.

“Please, fill me with it. I…I want you to cum in me again.” Soundwave looked up at him, his eyes glazed with afterglow, and half shut with exhaustion. Barricade gave in, and filled him. Soundwave’s eyes closed, and he smiled.

Barricade left him in the apartment that night, but he saw no need to retie him. Barricade knew that the boy would still be there in the morning.

In the apartment, Soundwave slept, satisfied, wrapped up in a standard issue police jacket.
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