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Rodeo	By : Loni Category: +S through Z > Team Fortress 2 Views: 1378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He knew better than to leave the safety of his bed that night, but the Engineer continued to urge the Solider down to his workshop. He had a new invention that the man just had to see, even at the late hours of the night, much to his dismay. But, Solly was a good and decent man and would not let his comrade go without showing his creations right this moment and not in the early hours when he was normally awake.
However, good judgment was never a part of the Soldier’s nature. He would learn this in good time.
A tired Solly would appear before the workshop, clad in only his appointed brown shorts and T-shirt to knock at the door to Dell’s room, and he was immediately welcomed by the Engineer, still clad in his work uniform with hard hat and goggles and the occasional smudge of oil on his clothing. A grin was about his face, and he looked proud—Solly had to give him credit for taking pride in his work, as he told his other co-workers day in and day out how important it was to do such. Regardless, the Soldier’s guard was down and before he knew it, he was standing in the room behind a stealthily-locked door and being brought to the far corner where a giant tarp was hiding the Engineer’s latest creation, though it looked nothing special but a table beneath its coverings.
“Alright, what’s the big deal here?” Solly asked. “Why’d ya bring me all the way down here this late at night? A man needs his rest!”
“Sorry, pardner,” Dell spoke in an apologetic manner as he rubbed the back of his head with his good hand, “But, I really needed ta test my new invention out, and yer just the person ta try it out on.”
“Really? And, why would that be, Private? You have plenty of people to choose from in this establishment.”
“Well, I wouldn’t try this on just anyone. I need a real man—a real American man—ta make sure this will work just right. But, iffin’ yer not inter—“
“Of course I’m a real American! Let me at this damned machine! I’ll show it a thing or two!” the Soldier said as he pushed the Engineer to the side and approached the table. He flung the tarp off and revealed an ordinary table, as guessed, though it was equipped with black leather binding straps on both ends. “This is nothing special!”
“It’s just tha table,” the Texan laughed, “Ya gotta be strapped in fer it ta work.”
Solly wasted no time in hopping onto the table. “Let’s get to it then!” He then lay upon his back with his arms crossed.
“Yer stomach. Ya gotta be on yer stomach, son.”
“Fine, fine, stomach it is. Just get on with it. I haven’t got all night!”
The Soldier proceeded to flip himself over, lying still while the Engineer went to work in applying the straps across his ankles, strapping them tightly to the table. It took a bit of persuasion, but Solly relinquished his arms before himself to be strapped as well.
This only made Dell’s grin even larger, and suddenly more sinister, but that knowledge did not fall on the Soldier, as his head was turned the other way. However, the man on the table could suddenly feel the presence of another person in the room with the Engineer and himself. He turned his head and did a double-take, eyes blinking as he spied not one Dell, but two Dells.
And, one was wearing enemy colors.
“What in the hell is going on here?! We do not fraternize with the enemy!” Solly yelled aloud as he began pulling against his bindings. It was a futile attempt as he was bound tightly, but that did not stop the man from thrashing regardless.
“He’s a loud one; I’ll give ‘im that,” the enemy Engineer laughed, giving a nod to his counterpart. “Should I?”
“Yeah, didn’t think he’d catch on so quickly,” replied the other Dell.
One of the men moved towards the bellowing Soldier, taking an opportunity of the man’s open mouth to quickly administer a ball gag, shutting him up altogether.
“That’s better,” he spoke, patting the Soldier on the head, “Now the fun can begin!”
The other Engineer sneered and gave Solly’s butt a harsh slap. “Sorry, but it had ta be you, pardner. Yer the only one dumb enough ta take the bait.”
All he received was a muffled cursing from the bound man, which made the two Engineers laugh heartily. Now the fun would really begin indeed.
One of the counterparts was quick to yank the Soldier’s shorts down though it was a tad bit difficult as he was strapped to the table. But, that would be nothing more than a passing thought as Solly’s bare bottom was made available to the world’s eyes. His face burned a bright red with rage and embarrassment, but he could do nothing more than stare down the men who were looming over him.
The friendly Dell gave a whistle. “Ya don’t see a pair’a tightly-packed buns like that anymore. Someone’s been staying fit.”
His words only made the Soldier’s body visibly tighten up. He would clench his teeth if there wasn’t something preventing him from shutting his mouth completely, but no one could deny he was trying. Only when the bound man felt the intrusion of fingers to his backside did he finally get knowledge of what type of fun the other men had in store for him, whether he wanted it or not.
Regardless, he gave a muffled sound of protest as the fingers worked against a tightened hole and tried to pry the Soldier’s buttocks apart and massage the strained muscles.
“Tight as a virgin, huh?” an Engineer murmured, “We can take care’a that…”
Though he could not see them, Solly could hear a rustling of overalls as they fell to the floor, the buttons clanging against cement and seeming to echo in the man’s head. Dread filled his entire being to be so openly exposed to an enemy, and in his own base at that! He clamped his eyes shut as he felt a warm and very hard member rubbing against his backside, liquid dripping onto his skin.
At least Dell had the heart to use lubricant.
The Soldier felt the intense sting of another’s member entering him harshly and the bound man balled his hands into fists as he endured it. His body tightened, struggled to keep the foreign thing out of it, but it was to no avail. One Dell had already filled him up to the hilt, and he felt another harsh slap on his backside followed by a laugh.
“There now. See, wasn’t so bad, was it?”
“I think he likes it. Yeah, he does,” the friendly Engineer cooed as he held Solly’s head up by his chin.
The Soldier tried to look away, but his cheeks gave him away as they were flushed and his breathing ragged. And, his own body betrayed him, starting with a very pained erection beneath his and the other Dell’s weight. It only ached further as the other man began thrusting in and out of his backside with a strange sense of care—nice and slow. Solly groaned into the gag and his hips began to have a life of their own, moving to meet each thrust for maximum penetration.
The bound man began to muffle incoherently, his nostrils flared with intense breathing. He shook his head and once again fought against his restraints. It was very much noted by both Engineers, and the ball gag was removed.
Solly took a breath.
“You fancy pants call that a good fucking?! I’m getting bored over here!” he spat, giving a grin to his captors, who in turn looked at one another in a perplexed manner, though their faces were soon full of equal grins.
The strap at his feet was removed, and his hips were roughly moved upward so that the Soldier took on a prostrating position, and with one quick thrust, he gave a satisfied moan into his arms. The enemy Dell grabbed Solly’s shoulders and pounded into him with enough force to move the table ever so slightly against the concrete floor. With his own manhood no longer squished between body and table, it was greeted with a firm and warm hand, which took little time in jerking him off in a motion that could only be described as animalistic. He grunted and groaned at this new sensation and began rocking into the thrusting, creating a wonderful display for the other Dell, who had by now pulled down his own overalls and was stroking himself with pleasure.
Harder and harder, the Engineer thrusted, his body bent over the Soldier’s for support and stability as his ministrations were far from being anything similar to rhythm. And, it suited Solly just fine as he gave off heated huffs and moans. Finally, his body could not take the punishment any longer, and he erupted in Dell’s hand. His body convulsed but still did not stop returning the thrusting as it felt too wonderful to stop.
However, it would come to an end as the Engineer atop him gave out one long groan and came inside him deep. Only when he rode out the remainder of his orgasm did the man climb off the other with a satisfied smile. Solly turned his head and faced his friendly Engineer with something of a sly grin about his face.
“Well, don’t just sit there fondling yourself like some hormonal teenager, private!” he spoke while wriggling his behind, “This is not my first rodeo, but know I’m going to kick both of your asses when I get loose!”
And, so, the pleasure began again.
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