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Innocence	By : Scienceteacher Category: Transformers > G1 > Slash - M/M Views: 5861 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mutual Pleasure

Blue and Bumblebee stumbled out of the dance club, giggling and joking as they were pelted with the hard rain.

“You really need to take some dance lessons from Jazz!” the yellow mech snickered. He grinned up at his boyfriend, water streaming down his face plate like rivers. The rain didn’t really bother the mechs in the least. In fact, it was a good thing since it would wash away the smell of smoke and beer that was coating their armor right now. Bee loved these fun dates, hanging out with Blue and with humans!

Blue snorted, though he had a grin on his face. “You’re the one that supposed to be teaching ME how to dance,” he teased with a wink.

Returning his wink, Bumblebee crossed his arms. He tried to look serious even as a car drove by them, splashing them both with water. “Speaking of teaching…” he smirked with an eagerness in his optics.

With a knowing smile, Blue conceded defeat in the half-serious argument. “I know a perfect place,” he snickered.

Bumblebee set his feet on the road and transformed. “What’cha waiting for then?” he asked in an excited voice.

Transforming, Blue led them to that warehouse that Bee had peeped on him and the other players so many months ago. Spinning out slightly in the gravel parking lot, he playfully spun in a circle around Bee. That yellow mech had transformed and watched him with a slag-eating grin on his face. Lightning flashed behind him, silhouetting his frame like a beautiful golden statue.

Bluestreak transformed and pulled the young mech into his arms. “Has anyone told you just how gorgeous you are lately?” he purred as he took his lips. For several astrominutes they held each other. Their glossas dancing.. Exploring each other’s depths… The rain poured over their frames, washing the residue from the humans’ dance club off of them.

Slowly, Blue pulled away, teasing Bee with a swipe of his glossa on one of his beautiful horns. His blue optics locked with the yellow mech’s, the emotion of love glimmered in them. “I’m so glad you’re mine. All mine,” he purred.

Bumblebee smiled, his optics shining in joy. Droplets of water dripped lazily from the tip of his olfactory sensor as he tipped his head up to look in Blue’s optics. “So am I Blue. So am I,” he replied. His tone full of his emotion.. Of his love and attachment to the gray mech…

Bluestreak smiled, grabbing his hand he led him inside the empty warehouse and shut the door behind them. The pitter-patter of the hard rain on the metal roof filled the spacious interior. The periodic flashes of lighting and crashing of thunder added to the mood of excitement. The gray mech smiled as he gave Bee a sideways glance. “So is this where you spied on us?” he snickered.

Bumblebee blushed a tad as he nodded. But he’d gotten used to the fact that Blue just found it funnier than hell that he’d peeped on him and the other players. Grinning, he realized that the mech wasn’t the least bit shy or embarrassed about his former life as a player. Well, as long as it didn’t bother Bee that is…. It did make it incredibly easy for the young virgin mech to get Blue to discuss anything and everything to do with bonding.

Bluestreak took his lips again then, slowly pressing him to the cold concrete floor. His lips took command of the younger mech’s mouth. Demanding entrance, his glossa explored him, even as he gently explored Bee’s chassis with his knowledgeable fingers. Bee shuddered in excitement against him. No, he knew they still weren’t going to actually bond yet. Blue had been pretty straightforward about that. But every night they were together, the knowledgeable player taught him something new. Something even more erotic than the night before! His engines hummed at a higher rpm as he trembled in anticipation for tonight’s lesson.

The gray mech released his lips. Moving his attention to the yellow mech’s sensitive horns.. First he gently nibbled on each one, enjoying the yellow mech’s squeals of delight as the sensations rolled over his nets. Then he began to suck lightly on one, flicking his glossa just so over them. This really got the younger mech going! His fingertips dug into Blue’s armor as he moaned in ecstasy.

Finally Blue stopped for a brief second, lifting himself up a little, he locked optics with little Bee. “Do you want to learn how to pleasure me tonight?” he asked. His optics gleaming with want as he silently hoped the youngster would say yes.

Bee’s lower lip trembled in anticipation. All this time they’d been dating, Blue had been focusing on prepping him. On training him to control himself while he enjoyed the intensely pleasurable sensations that the gray mech wrought on his chassis! Now he’d get to do the same to him?!? To run his hands all over him.. To explore him.. To taste him.. To hear his screams of delight.. “Y – yes! Yes! I would!” he stammered in excitement.

Blue grinned in happiness. He knew the youngster would be inept and awkward in his initial efforts. But it really didn’t matter to him. It was the love behind the actions. The love he’d so desperately searched for all these vorns. Rolling the two of them, he changed their positions. Now he was on the bottom and Bee was on the top. “First, just touch me. Explore me. Every seam. Every servo,” he softly instructed.

Bee shook with his excitement as he straddled the mech. The sensation of their codpieces rubbing together filled him with want. But tonight wasn’t his night. It was Blue’s. Hesitantly, he stroked the mech’s hood. The fear of not pleasuring him bright in his optics.

Blue smiled at him as he rubbed those wonderful thighs that were straddling him. “You know that your innocence makes you so hot to me,” he purred, “I love to be asked what to do.” He shifted under Bee, grinding their codpieces together a little.

Predictably, the yellow mech blushed a bit as he was reminded of his lack of experience. His lack of knowledge… But Blue thought it made him sexy! So he swelled up a little bit at the compliment. Nothing he would do would be met with criticism from the gray mech. Blue would just encourage him. Teach him how to do it right. “Like this?” he asked as he swirled his fingertip lightly against the smooth glass of Blue’s headlights. He remembered how much he’d enjoyed it when Blue had done that to him.

Deciding to overreact to the mech’s hesitant touch, Blue arched and moaned as if it total ecstasy. He knew that Bumblebee would be encouraged more by actions than by words. He gripped the youngster’s leg armor tighter as he did so, enjoying the feel of that smooth armor. That armor that’d never had another mech’s hands on it.

Bee’s caress became more sure, more firm as he swelled with youthful pride at his boyfriend’s reactions. Shifting his chassis, he slid down further on Blue’s frame. Straddling his legs now as he ran his fingers along the seams of the mech’s latched codpiece. He grinned as he remembered what the mech had done to him. That wonderful sensation of a glossa flicking over his armor, and since Blue had been apparently enjoying his efforts so far – why not? So leaning down, he began to lick and kiss Blue’s inner thighs, his abdominal armor, and then his codpiece.

“Damn kid, you’re a quick learner!” Blue gasped as he trembled under the mech’s glossa.

“Learned from the best,” Bumblebee purred as he revealed in the compliment. He bit the mech lightly on his inner thigh, licking it right afterward. Enjoying the moans of pleasure he was eliciting from the mech’s vocalizer.

“Unlatch it,” Blue ordered in between his moans.

Bumblebee grinned in glee as he fumbled with the latches. His eagerness caused his fingers not to follow his commands very well. Clumsily, he finally got it unlatched.

“Calm down Bee. Take a few intakes,” the gray mech advised as his fingers curled around Bee’s.

Shivering with his youthful exuberance, Bee gasped for air to cool his skyrocketing internal temperature. He couldn’t help it, Blue was just so sexy lying under him like this. His codpiece off, naked and exposed under Bee’s hands..

“Stop for a second and watch me,” Blue ordered in an understanding tone. He smiled at Bee as he slid his hatch open and unrolled his limp bonding cable. The mesmerized blue optics staring at his activities only made it that much more erotic for him. Taking his cable in his own hand, Blue began to stroke himself, slowly adding hydraulic pressure to his cable. He flicked the connect end of it with his fingers, shaking slightly as the pleasure sensations washed over him. “Unroll yours,” he commanded in a purr.

Bumblebee looked up at him in shock. He hadn’t expected this. To self-interface right in front of each other?!? Their bonding cables so close to each other that they’d touch?!? But he wasn’t about to argue. Hurriedly, the young mech ripped open his codpiece and unrolled his own cable. His eagerness making him stroke it in a blur. But then Blue’s hand closed over his, forcing him to stop in midstroke.

“No, you stroke me while I stroke you,” he chuckled. His optics locked with Bee’s. “And you copy me to the tee,” he purred.

Trembling in excitement, Bee moved his hands from his cable to Blue’s. The firmness of the mech’s bonding cable in his hands driving his meta wild with want. The slickness of the lubricant coating its surface.. But then he gasped as those knowledgeable hands surrounded his pressurized cable. Slowly sliding along its length.. Driving his sensory bundles within it wild!

Whimpering in pleasure, he struggled to copy Blue’s every motion. The bases of their cables touching.. Blue’s cable pressed firmly against Bee’s abdominal armor. Bee’s cable pressed firmly against Blue’s abdominal armor. They stroked in synch with each other. Slightly rocking their pelvises to the motion.. Both of them beginning to moan as the waves of desire crashed over them.

Bee felt hot. His systems going into overdrive as he began to buck against Blue’s firm hands. His networks nearing overload. But then suddenly everything stopped. He sobbed in dismay as Blue’s hands stopped their motions on his shaft. As Blue’s fingers curled around his, stopping his motion on Blue’s… Then the gray mech sat up, fiercely taking his lips for his own. Bee trembled in want.. In lust.. In need … against him. The sensation of their pressurized cables rubbing together.. Being tightly surrounded by the press of their chassis together… Primus he wanted him! Wanted him now!

Slowly parting from his lips, Blue gently held the sides of his helm with his hands as he stared deeply into his optics. “We have all night,” he purred, “Let’s take our time.”

Bee yelped in glee at his suggestion. Knowing that if had been him in command, they would’ve overloaded in astrominutes. He was so, so glad that Blue was so experienced. So controlled in this way… Nodding excitedly, he took the mech’s lips in a passionate kiss. Rocking his hips slightly… Enjoying the sensation of his pressurized cable as it slid over another mech’s armor and cable for the first time…

Blue smiled inside as he felt the youngster calm down a bit. Sliding his hand around that wonderful little rump in his lap, he fingered Bee’s closed aft port with a light touch. Causing the youth to tremble against him as he opened his port… He gasped as Blue’s lubricant coated fingers slid inside him. His virgin port stretching to accommodate them… He bucked harder against Blue. The sensation of their cables sliding against each other… Of Blue’s fingers sliding in-and-out of him.. Driving his meta to the overload point. With a gasp, he shut down, sagging limply against Blue.

Blue grinned as he pulled his fingers out of the mech. Bringing them to his lips, he savored the flavor of the mech’s lubricants as he sucked it off of his fingers. Bringing his knees up slightly, he gently leaned the limp mech back against them. His optics scanned the beautiful yellow armor. Savoring the sight of that cable still pressurized, rubbing against his own taut cable. Primus, he so wanted to plunge his cable into that tight little aft port! To feel the youth surround him! But he controlled himself. Knowing that he’d rip the mech right now.. Hurt him by going too fast..

But the yellow mech wouldn’t hurt his port, now would he? Blue’s optics were transfixed by that gorgeous and ready shaft. He slid his hands lovingly along its length, surrounding both of their cables at the same time. Enjoying the sensation of them together as he stroked… No Bumblebee wouldn’t be bothered if he woke up - only to find himself being used by Blue in that way… In fact, he’d be beyond happy!

Releasing their cables from his hands, Blue gently leaned Bee all the way to the floor. Sliding out from under those beautiful yellow legs, he climbed on top of the deactivated mech. Opening his own port, he teased the entrance with Bee’s cable, slowly sliding it into his slick depths. He moaned in ecstasy as he slowly lowered his hips. The sensation of that wonderful cable as it slid within him sending waves of electrical impulses dancing over his networks. Finally, he was sitting across Bee’s pelvis. The young mech’s cable fully inside him… He surrounded his own pressurized cable with his hands, beginning to stroke himself as he enjoyed the sensation of being filled with Bee.

The alarms slowly deactivated in his meta. But his chassis was still being rocked with pleasure sensations. His bonding cable felt surrounded. Surrounded by a tight slick warmth along its entire length. A strange, but incredible sensation! Bee’s audios picked up Blue’s moans even as he reactivated his optics. His jaw dropping in shock as he realized what was happening.

Looking up at the mech straddling him, he realized that he was inserted in him! Bee swooned with happiness even as he yelped in surprise. Blue’s port felt so good around him. So perfect… So right… The mech was self interfacing even as he straddled him. His head thrown back, his optics half-opened as he shuddered in pleasure… Bee didn’t want to stop him. Didn’t want to interrupt him.. This was the stuff of his deepest fantasy. So he forced himself to remain still.. To remain quite.. Even as his bonding cable sensors sought to make him overload again.

With a final scream, Blue overloaded and collapsed limply on top of him. His engines lowering into the slow purr of neutral as he completely shut down. Bee ran his fingers along him then. Debating on what to do.. But he was still within the mech. His bonding cable still fully pressurized. Since the mech had inserted him into him, Bumblebee knew that he had wanted it. Wanted to feel him inside him… Deciding that Blue wouldn’t care, Bee began to thrust his hips. His cable moved in-and-out of the deactivated mech’s wonderfully tight port faster and faster. The young mech biting down on his hood as his engine heated up. His systems ready to overload again. He screamed and trembled just as the gray mech reactivated.

Thrusting in as hard as he could, the young mech gasped and went limp as he overloaded again… Bluestreak grinning as he activated his optics just in time to watch the mech’s go dark again. He began to chuckle as he tenderly caressed those beautiful horns. “Enjoyed me as much as I enjoyed you,” he whispered as he kissed those sweet lips…

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