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Transformers: Energon City

Cassette 5: Social Contract Orientation

“In Stage five (social contract driven), individuals are viewed as holding different opinions and values. Along a similar vein, laws are regarded as social contracts rather than rigid dictums. Those that do not promote the general welfare should be changed when necessary to meet the greatest good for the greatest number of people.” –Kohlberg

Warm water cascaded into the porcelain tub. Soundwave searched the bathroom for bath salts, or even bubble bath, but finding nothing, he settled on a bottle of scented body wash. After dousing the water with a healthy squirt of the stuff, he set the bottle on the edge of the bath and walked back out into the bedroom. The carpet was soft and clean under his feet, a nice change from the apartment on the other side of town. Soundwave was wearing a blue silk robe, which ended at mid-thigh. His hairless legs seemed delicate and pale under the sheer fabric. Soundwave approached the great wooden bed, and helped Barricade to his feet. The officer winced with every step, but together, they made it to the bathroom. Soundwave held him tightly, as Barricade stepped gingerly into the tub and sat down. The bath was large, easily big enough for both of them, but for now, Soundwave turned off the water and sat on the edge. Barricade was deathly silent, his eyes closed. The man’s face was tinged with pain, but its cause was not physical.

Barricade was remembering the past few weeks with Soundwave. Their happiness had grown and grown, and Megatron’s plan had fallen farther into the back of Barricade’s mind. He remembered one specific day very clearly.

***

Soundwave leaned on the decrepit countertop, shifting his weight awkwardly from one foot to the other. He had been working mornings in an independent record store downtown, in an effort to escape boredom. He stared out the window as an obscure Freezepop record played over the store speakers. Finally, the clock hit noon, and Soundwave’s shift was done. He grabbed his jacket and leapt over the counter, hitting the ground at a sprint. Soundwave had to cover thirteen blocks in half an hour if he was going to be able to spend any time with Barricade. The cop was working at the station downtown, and was taking his lunch break at 12:30.

The twenty-two year old bolted down the sidewalk, pulling his jacket on against the chill of autumn in Energon City. Soundwave’s sky blue form stood out against the orange and gold leaves of the city. He darted heedlessly over crosswalks, mostly ignoring walk signals. The lunch traffic swerved around him, but Soundwave was not worried. He was tuned in to the rhythm of the city, and moved effortlessly with its constant pulse.

Barricade saw Soundwave approach from the second-story window he stood in. He could not hold back a smile. The kid sure was dedicated.

“I’d like to see Officer Harnell.” Soundwave let out, between heavy gasps for breath. He was clinging to the dispatcher’s desk as if it were his only means of support. His lungs burned and his legs ached from the run across town.

“Officer Harnell is out to lunch, son, try coming back in an hour or so.” Barricade stepped around the Dispatcher.

“No, no, that’s all right Terry, this is my lunch appointment.” Soundwave beamed at him, and moved around the desk. They strode across the station, staying far enough away from each other to pass as family. Barricade opened the door of a private interview office, locking it behind them once Soundwave had entered. The blinds of the interview room were always closed, and the rest of the station had no way of seeing the couple within. Soundwave immediately began undressing, letting his clothes fall haphazardly to the floor. He was naked before Barricade had even finished removing his belt, and Soundwave eagerly moved to help him. Barricade worked on unbuttoning his shirt while Soundwave hastily pulled the cop’s slacks down. Barricade was already hard, and his lover did not hesitate to fall to his knees to service him.

Soundwave pulled Barricade’s cock deeply into his throat, holding its head within his warmth; Barricade pulled it free, lifting Soundwave to his feet.

“We don’t have time for foreplay.”

Soundwave blushed, but nodded, adding coyly, “We never have time for foreplay.” He stepped backward, until his taut ass struck the edge of a table. He leaned backward, sliding onto its polished surface. Soundwave spread his legs, his cock rigid.

Barricade approached him, and grabbed his own erection. It was still lubricated from Soundwave’s saliva, and he used that to penetrate his lover. Once Barricade had fully entered, Soundwave wrapped his legs around Barricade’s hips, and his arms around Barricade’s shoulders. His erect cock was pressed between their stomachs, and as Barricade began to thrust into him, it rubbed softly across Barricade’s defined abs. The outside world was oblivious to their love-making, and the soundproofed walls helped shield the other cops from Soundwave’s whimpers and cries. Barricade thrust deeply, completely filling Soundwave’s ass with each movement. The new position was incredible, building entirely new sensations in both of them.

Soundwave’s hot breath danced around Barricade’s nipples as the youth pressed his head against his chest. Barricade groaned as Soundwave dug his fingernails into Barricade’s back, cutting deep scratches across the man’s tanned skin. Barricade returned the favor, clawing slowly but forcefully across Soundwave’s back. Soundwave’s breath became short and ragged, and his face burned against Barricade’s chest. Soundwave clenched down on Barricade’s cock, his entire body tightening as he came. Barricade felt the heat of Soundwave’s orgasm on his stomach. He held Soundwave close, delighting in the pitiful cries that the youth made post-orgasm. Barricade began a series of fast, shallow thrusts, running the head of his cock through the tightest ring of Soundwave’s ass.

He soon felt his arousal peaking, and withdrew his erection. Barricade pushed Soundwave onto his back, with his legs hanging over the edge of the table. He grasped both his and Soundwave’s cock in his hand, stroking the two erections with a fast, firm rhythm. Barricade’s body quaked as he peaked, shooting cum onto Soundwave’s stomach, chest, and face. He collapsed onto the table, rolling onto his back next to his lover.

***

Barricade sighed, missing the blissful ignorance of the previous month. Things were finally catching up to him, and bad decisions in his past were haunting his present lifestyle. He glanced down at the healing wound on his lower leg.

Mere days earlier, Barricade had been sitting in a bar downtown, finishing another shot while waiting for word from Megatron. Barricade had agreed to work with the charismatic man. Megatron promised vast wealth with little risk, and Barricade needed more money than the force provided. He wanted to provide Soundwave with a secure life, one that didn’t involve living from paycheck to paycheck, and hopefully one that didn’t put his life on the line. But Megatron had developed new plans. He had discovered Soundwave, and the uncanny way that the boy’s musical talent seemed to enthrall his audience. Megatron was in the business of discovering “unusual” talents. He wanted Soundwave for a group he was founding.

Barricade tried to hide the boy from Megatron, making every effort to protect him. Megatron had grown tired of Barricade’s resistance, and in a plea bargain, the cop agreed to work for Megatron in exchange for the boy’s safety. Now it was a waiting game. Mere minutes before the bar closed, Megatron entered the room. He was flanked by two muscle-men, though Barricade was sure the man could take perfect care of himself.

“I’ve reconsidered my previous offer.” Megatron initiated the conversation.

“Oh, again?”

“I want you both. Of course you and the boy will be paid handsomely, but…”

“No deal.”

“Excuse me?”

“I won’t let you near him. I don’t want Soundwave getting hurt.”

“You think you can protect him? Do you have any idea who I am?” Megatron was becoming angry, Barricade knew he should back down.

“I don’t give a shit who you are, no one is gettin’ near that boy but me.”

“Why, you backwoods hick, how dare you argue with me?” Megatron drew a pistol from his waistband, cocking the weapon and leveling it with Barricade’s head.

“Kill me, and you’ll never find him.” Megatron snarled with rage. He knew that in time, no matter how the cop interfered, he would have Soundwave for his own, but he was impatient, and the cop could get them the boy sooner. Megatron lowered the weapon.

“You have two days to reconsider, and then both of you will be dead.” He turned to leave. “Oh, and as a reminder…” Megatron turned and unceremoniously fired, hurling a bullet through Barricade’s calf.

His time was up. Megatron had given him two days, and he had refused to give in to the man’s threat. He made the decision because he had thought it would protect Soundwave, but now he had to wonder if he hadn’t handed the boy a death sentence. Soundwave gently caressed his wounded lover, wetting a large sponge in the warm water. They were silent. Barricade hadn’t spoken much in the past few days. He had stumbled back to the house after his meeting with Megatron, refusing to answer Soundwave’s questions about the wound. He cleaned the injury, and treated it as best as he could. He informed the station that he would need a few days off for personal reasons. He wanted to avoid hospitals. It would be too hard to explain.

Barricade’s mind was racing a mile a minute, computing all of the possible mistakes he had made. Soundwave was oblivious to it, focusing on his gentle task. Barricade needed the boy now, more than ever, and reached out of the tub for him.

“Come in with me,” Barricade voice was weak, mostly from lack of use. Soundwave gave him a disapproving look, but gave in. He slowly removed the silk robe, hanging it carefully on the door hook. He strode naked across the bathroom, and sat back on the edge of the large tub before sliding into the water. Soundwave positioned himself between Barricade’s legs, carefully avoiding the bullet wound. Barricade wrapped his arms around his lover, holding him tightly.

“What is it that you can’t tell me?” Soundwave prodded, hoping that any time Barricade opened his mouth was an opportunity to get him to speak.

“We’re going to die.” He spoke the fact with a severity that left no room for humor. Soundwave did not stir.

“Is it…”

“No.” After a brief return to silence, Soundwave rolled over, now supporting himself on outstretched arms.

“We all die eventually.” Soundwave was looking directly into Barricade’s worn eyes. “At least we can do it together.” Barricade grabbed him, and pulled him closer. When Soundwave’s face was even with his own, Barricade leaned in, and they kissed. The moment became passionate, their open mouths locked together. Barricade scooted forward, giving Soundwave room to move. The twenty-two year old stood and repositioned, sitting between Barricade’s legs with his own legs crossed behind the older man’s back. In this position, Soundwave easily grabbed Barricade’s erection and his own, stroking them while he held the wounded cop with his other arm. Their lips continued to touch, the kiss now breaking frequently for ragged breaths.

Soundwave threw his head back, tossing his hair from his eyes. He stared seductively at Barricade.

“Fill me up, officer.” Barricade smirked, and helped lift Soundwave over his cock. Barricade entered easily. It was his first sexual contact in days, and the sensation was overwhelming. As Soundwave began to rise and fall on his shaft, the water current created by the movement seemed to swirl around Barricade’s cock, further stimulating him. Soundwave was unusually quiet, simply holding Barricade tightly against him.

“Is something wrong?” Barricade asked.

“Please, just fuck me.” Soundwave buried his face in the curve of Barricade’s neck, and continued to slide up and down on his shaft. Barricade complied, lifting his hips to meet Soundwave each time the boy reached the bottom. Soundwave moved slowly, letting the sensation of penetration last as long as possible. It was obvious he was trying to make Barricade cum, and quickly. The officer groaned as Soundwave’s tight muscle contracted along every inch of his cock. He slid an arm between their stomachs, grabbing hold of Soundwave’s cock, but the youth swatted it away.

“This is for you,” He said. “Cum in me, that’s all the satisfaction I need.” Even as he said it, Barricade was fighting against his body’s desire to do just that. Luckily, Soundwave chose that moment to rest, kissing the man passionately as his body’s heat covered Barricade’s cock.

“Are you sure?”

“I have to know that you still love me, no matter what you’ve done.” Barricade was shocked. The statement had completely blindsided him.

“Of course I…”

“Please, this is all I will ask of you.” Barricade fell silent. He moved his hands to Soundwave’s hips, and used the leverage to pull his cock deeper into the boy. Soundwave expelled a sigh of relief and restarted his movements. As his ass coiled around Barricade’s shaft, Soundwave’s doubts began to fade. Barricade soon found that he could not fight any longer. His hopes of Soundwave having an orgasm had all but vanished. He finally conceded to his desires, and bared down on the boy. He forced his cock upward, desperately burying it as deeply into Soundwave as possible. His final thrusts struck nerves hidden deep in the boy, and despite his early prediction, Soundwave was beginning to fight an orgasm himself. He harshly bit into his own lip, moaning with pleasure and disappointment.

Barricade cried out as his body tensed, waves of pain shot up his leg. Despite the sudden shocking pain, he felt pressure building in the base of his cock. The fluid forced its way free, filling Soundwave, even as the boy came upon Barricade’s chest.

“I love you.” Barricade struggled to form his mouth into the words. He hadn’t said them many times.

“That’s not true.” Soundwave seemed hurt by Barricade’s admission. “Why did you need to bring Ravage home? Am I not enough?”

“The kid was for you!” Barricade pleaded, “I had no interest in him.”

“You fucked him as often as I did.”

“What has that got to do with anything? I love…”

“Then you shouldn’t need anyone else! Where have you been going all night for the past month? Why do you come home smelling like smoke and cologne?”

“I’ve been seeing someone about a business deal. Trust me, there is no sex involved. I didn’t tell you about it, because I didn’t want you to get involved with these people.” Soundwave seemed to settle a bit. Barricade knew he trusted him, and he also knew he wasn’t lying. “I swear to you, that I have not touched another man without you, and I swear that I never will.”

“Swear on my life.” Soundwave said, placing Barricade’s hand on his own heart.

“I swear.” Soundwave was pleased. He fell against the cop, and kissed him. They lay still until the water went cold, Barricade still inside of him. Maybe he won’t come after all, Barricade thought to himself, after all, it’s not like he knows where we are.

“Is Megatron this business partner then?” Soundwave asked suddenly, inspiring sudden horror in Barricade.

“Where did you see that name?”

“He called while you were napping. Said he got your number and information from the station. I told him you were asleep, and he hung up.”

“How long ago?” Barricade asked, standing up, terror on his face. Before Soundwave could answer, there was a knock at the door.

“Let’s leave Energon City. Why stay here and spend our lives in fear?” Soundwave asked, clutching Barricade’s arm so that he was unable to leave the bathtub.

“And spend our lives running? Megatron ain’t going to give up that easy.”

“Well what does he want? What is so important to him that he’d spend all of this time harassing us?” At first, Barricade wouldn’t answer. He stared at Soundwave, wishing that the boy would be safe, but somehow knowing that he wouldn’t. The knocking became more persistent. “You can tell me, Barricade, I trust you.”
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