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**Mentors part 5**

**Written by StSE, universe G1**

**Note: Time table of this chapter actually falls between parts 3 & 4.

“Fucking fly boys,” Speed muttered as he followed along behind Daniel. “So when you gonna take these slaggin’ cuffs off us?!? HuhHuhHuhHuh???” he asked. The Dragstrip clone had an expectant look in his optics, as if he thought the blond man could just snap his fingers and make the handcuffs simply disappear.

Daniel chuckled as he glanced back at the two handcuffed clones following him along. The Mirage clone was still biting his lip in shame, his optics glued to his feet as he tromped along. Speed on the other hand, was being his normal unapologetic, slightly obnoxious self. The man fingered the keys he had in his pocket. He’d convinced the two Seeker clones to untie the race clones and bring them down, and Jag had handed him the keys to his handcuffs without a word while they’d done so. But Speed and Shado didn’t know that. And Daniel was full of youthful humor today. So boy, was he going to pick on them! “I don’t have the keys. Guess we’ll have to wait until tomorrow and get them from Jag,” he said with a dismissive shrug.

“God damned freagin’ fly boy lovin’ prick,” Speed muttered under his breath.

“Shado, hit him and make him shut up,” Daniel chuckled.

Shado looked up in shock at his master’s lover’s back, then over at the clone next to him. Speed shot him a murderous glare, daring him to do it.

“Do it Shado, he’s not going to respect you until you learn to stand up for yourself,” Daniel said as he strolled on. He didn’t even have to look to know what was happening. Speed was the more naturally aggressive one of the pair, but Shado had to learn to stand up for himself. Had to know he wouldn’t get in trouble for doing so.

The blue and white clone chewed on his lip. It seemed to go against his values to be aggressive towards another clone, but the human in charge was ordering him to. With anxious optics, he shoved Speed. “Um, you heard him, shut up,” he mumbled. It somehow felt – beneath him. Yes, that was it! It felt beneath him to act this childish. Even though his master’s lover ordered him to do so! Shado tensed with that realization. Wondering how he should act. But he had to follow human orders! Programs dictated as such!

Speed hit the ground with his aft. Jumping up the agile clone glared at Shado. He couldn’t believe he’d dared to do that. “I’m your fucking mentor you asshole!”

Shado glanced at Daniel’s back, hoping that he’d stand up for him. But the man said nothing, just kept walking forward. “Well, you’re the one that got us into this mess,” he explained in a diplomatic tone. Perhaps the yellow clone would listen to reason?!?

“No I’m not. If those freagin’ clones hadn’t cornered us, we’d..”

“But they did, and we’re in trouble. And it’s YOUR fault since you wanted to do it in the first place,” Shado replied, his voice getting a little stronger. He’d noticed Daniel glance back at him with an approving nod. So apparently just because Speed was his ‘mentor’ did not mean he was the indisputable leader. Shado rolled his shoulder plates back slightly. He felt a sense of accomplishment that his choice to discuss things – instead of continuing the childish behavior of shoves and insults – were appreciated by the yellow clone’s owner.

Speed sputtered, glaring daggers at him.

“He’s right, and you’re gonna give him a good ‘forgive me’ wax job when we get home,” Daniel stated as they got to his parked Hummer. He opened the front passenger door and motioned for Shado to get in.

“I’m well-waxed, I don’t need…” Shado said softly to him.

“It’s not the actual waxing; it’s the point of it. Get in,” Daniel ordered, as he cut him off.

“Why does HE get the front seat?!? That’s MY seat!!!” Speed whined, his face in a full pout.

Daniel shut the door, opened the rear passenger door, grabbed the pouting clone by one of his shoulder tire mounts, and pretty much threw him in. The clone’s two hundred pounds seemed like nothing to the athlete. “Shut up Speed, just shut up,” he growled as he slammed the door.

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The two clones stumbled up the stairs after the man. Daniel had grabbed some wax from the garage after they’d pulled in, and without a single word to the silent clones, he marched towards the door. Speed had hurried after him, Shado hot on his tail pipes.

The new clone looked around him in wonder even as he struggled to keep up. The garage was huge, filled with all sorts of different motorcycles, sports cars and SUVs. The mansion expansive! His optics were wide in wonder as he followed them from room to room. Somehow the opulence of his master’s house just felt – right! Yes, it felt right! Like somehow it was an ingrained right for him to reside with the wealthy! A smile graced his handsome features as he continued to scan and record the items in his new home. Yes, he was right where he was meant to be!

He did feel bad that he’d gotten into trouble right as he’d been activated. But he had just been following his mentor’s lead. And it looked like they weren’t blaming him, they were blaming Speed. So perhaps Shado needed to consider how to avoid this situation again? Speed seemed so rough around the edges. Perhaps Shado could teach him to show a little culture? Yes! Teach him to act properly as was his obvious high station in life to do so. He frowned as he considered the task of trying to alter the uncouth behavior of the yellow clone. But he WAS stuck living with the ruffian, so he needed to at least try.

He chewed on his lower lip a bit, hoping that this ‘I’m sorry wax job’ wouldn’t seriously dampen his chances at getting the yellow clone to like him. It wasn’t like it was like it was his idea! He hoped Speed understood that. He really didn’t understand why the clone was so angry over it. Since what their cousin clones had done to them was kind’ve funny. But Speed seemed to have an aggressive streak. A streak where he always wanted to have the last laugh, last word and last insult! Even to his own master! Shado didn’t really understand it, since he was inclined to be calmer and more laid-back, and to act his station in life. He sighed; it was going to be hard to change this ruffian.

They made it upstairs and into a very large bathroom. The shower was HUGE. It filled one entire corner, the crystal clear glass in a circular shape around it. There were actually three different shower heads in it. And plenty of room for even two wide-winged Seeker clones to clean off in it.

“Get in,” Daniel ordered. Setting the waxing supplies on the marble-topped counter, he closed the toilette and sat down on it. “Wash the dust off him thoroughly,” he ordered Speed.

“But sir- um, Daniel, I’m really not that dusty,” Shado said with an anxious gulp. He didn’t like the thought of the uncouth clone’s hands all over his armor. It was actually quite nauseating when he thought about it.

“Get in,” the man ordered. His stern face telling both clones not to argue.

Speed grumbled under his breath as he didn’t argue and just got in. “Get in fucker. When he’s got that tone of voice, it’s useless to argue,” he muttered to the hesitant droid. He grabbed the blue and white clone’s arm and tried to pull him in.

Shado gave a disgusted sigh, slid in and closed the glass door. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get you in trouble,” he whispered to Speed as the clone turned his back to him and turned on the water. Even though the droid was an obnoxious ruffian, he did want them to simply get along…

Speed snorted in reply, grinning as the other clone yelped in surprise as the water blasted him suddenly from all sides. Dude was such a wimp. Was he ever going to teach him to have the cable of a winner?!? Grabbing the hand washing gel, he filled his hands full. “Stand still,” he ordered as he pushed his charge out of the main spray and face first against the wall.

The blue and white clone cringed as he stood there pressed up against the glass. He could clearly see Daniel through it; the man had pulled his penis out of his slacks. The stiffness of it indicating arousal.. Shado licked his lips, his whole chassis humming in want as he watched the man put some lotion in his hand and began to stroke his shaft. The man was watching him as he did this. Shado wanted to yell for him to come in the shower. To take him! His master had given Daniel temporary authority over him. Daniel could use him.. And the clone so desperately wanted to be used!

Then he felt the yellow clone’s hands on him. Sliding up and down his chassis as he slowly spread the suds onto his armor. His fingers sliding into seams as he made sure his job was done thoroughly. Flames seemed to lick Shado’s sensory networks at Speed’s every touch. But he yelped, his programming telling him that this was not right. He was not to seek pleasure from another clone, only from a human. And there was a human in obvious need of his chassis! “D – Daniel? You don’t need to self-interface, I’m..”

Speed rapped the clone’s helm, silencing him. “Sometimes Daniel just likes to watch,” he whispered in Shado’s audios. He didn’t want the new clone to further piss off Daniel. Then they’d both get stuck waxing every freagin’ automobile that the men owned - which would really suck now that Daniel had bought those two new H3’s! His hands slid down the trembling chassis, slipping into seams. He knew the sensations that were flying through the new clone’s networks.. Knew them all too well! Although he wasn’t ‘into’ clones, Speed had no problem interfacing with them. And if that’s what Daniel wanted him to do, he’d do it without a second thought. He’d do anything to please the man he loved – anything!

“But.. But.. Not with another clone..” Shado gasped as his chassis shuddered again. Speed was sliding his fingers on his aft. With agonizing slowness as he spread the suds over him. Shado’s interface nets were automatically activating at the stimulation. But even as his meta filled with want, his meta also said it was wrong.

“Get over it. You wanna be a winner like me? You do whatever they tell you too. And it always feels gooooood,” Speed growled in a low tone as he bucked his own codpiece against Shado’s aft, causing the confused clone to whimper.

“Shado, turn around and activate bonding cable. Seven by three-and-a-half,” Daniel’s husky voice ordered. His hazel optics locked onto his private ‘shower show’.

Shado whimpered even as he turned and did as ordered. Something told him not to argue with the man. He was the commander – Shado the follower. A stray sensation flowed over his meta. An echo of him charging into something that he felt was wrong. A deep male voice ordering him to charge.. But as quickly as it came – it was gone. He moaned as electricity seemed to dance over his internal nets as Speed soaped up his chest armor with careful hands.

“Tell him your sorry for getting him into trouble Speed,” Daniel ordered; his voice low and full of lust as he continued to stroke himself and watch the show. “Soap up his legs, work your way up,” he added.

“I’m sorry dude,” Speed said, just loud enough for Daniel to hear him. Getting on his knee armor, he began at Shado’s foot. Working his way up each leg, the handcuffs forced him to do them one at a time.

Shado leaned against the side of the shower, not able to stop himself from moaning now. He’d given into the pleasure, forcing his programs to modify, since this was what the human who currently controlled him – found pleasing. And his primary purpose was to please humans. Perhaps Speed also enjoyed this? Maybe it would smooth things out between them? His entire chassis shook with want. He no longer cared if it was wrong to feel a clone’s hands. He just wanted release.. So badly.. “Mmmmmmmm,” he moaned, the back of his helm hitting the side.

Speed touched his taunt cable. His red optics drifting over to Daniel, questions clearly in them. The man nodded, grinning in desire. Speed turned back to the trembling clone under his hands. So for the first time it wouldn’t be Sam to get the virgin? It would be him?!? Oh, this was too fresh! Too, too fresh! He felt his own interface nets activating at the thought. Oh Daniel was so wonderful for letting him have Shado first!

Licking his lips, he ran his hand along the length of Shado’s shaft. The clone WAS good looking, and FAST. Speed thought to himself. Even if the guy was a bit of a wimp, he’d figure out how to turn him into a cool partner. Somehow…

“AHhHHHHHHHH!” the blue and white clone moaned louder. His handcuffed hands curling around one of Speed’s shoulder wheel mounts, caressing his tires. He arched up into the clone’s hands, his entire chassis trembling in desire.

“Do you want me to suck you off?” Speed purred, his red optics gleaming in mischief. He swiped his glossa along its length, teasing the clone. This was fun! Too much fun!

“YEEESSSS!” Shado groaned. His fingers gripping the yellow clone’s tires ever tighter.. A memory echo flashed by him.. A mech surrounding his bonding cable with his lips.. The bright blue of his optics shining brightly against the red of his face plate as he did so.. But then the echo disappeared, and he looked down at the gray face plate framed by the maroon helm. But the clone seemed so familiar. As if he’d known him before. Simply wanted to get along with him…

“Yell my name! Tell me how much you want to win!” Speed growled as he kissed the base of the cable, even as he pumped it lightly with his hands.

“Speed! I wanna win! I’ll do anything to win! Please Speed!” Shado gasped. His chassis felt like bolts of pure ecstasy was rolled over him with every stroke of Speed’s wonderful hands. A vision of a carbon copy of Speed streaking by him… Shado just trying to keep up.. If he caught up – would they get along? Shado shook his helm, trying to clear his meta. His optics locked onto what Speed was doing to his cable. Somehow he felt that if he’d only done this before.. Then.. But he couldn’t truly capture the thought.. Couldn’t understand what it was telling him…

Speed circled the clone’s cable in his mouth. He pushed forward until he had the entire length inside. Adding just a touch of suction, he slowly pulled back, flicking his glossa along its length as he did so – just as both Daniel and Sam had taught him to do. They both told him he was now the best at giving blow jobs. The BEST!! Speed liked being the best at everything he did. It kind’ve meant he was the winner!

Shado just about blacked out in overload right then and there. The sensations that his mentor was causing, almost too much for the virgin clone… “Ahhhhhhh, Mmmmmmm,” he moaned as his knees seemed to go strangely weak. There were no more memory echoes flittering over his conscious thoughts. All he knew was pleasure now. Pure and beautiful pleasure!

“Speed, turn around, open your aft port. I want him to fuck you. Show him how to fuck,” Daniel ordered in between his own moans. He’d only thought it would be fun to watch them in the shower. He hadn’t realized what a true turn-on it was to make the clones fuck each other in it! God, it was incredible!

The Mirage clone sobbed slightly as that wonderful mouth cavity left his cable. “Nooooo,” he gasped as he pulled lightly on the tire mounts in his hands. He had been so close, so close!

“Oh, shut up loser. This will feel even better!” Speed quipped as he ripped his shoulder away from the clone. Turning around, he got on his hands and knees. The water streamed over his chassis as he glanced over at his Daniel. His Daniel, so beautiful as he jacked off while watching them. Speed glanced hungrily at that gorgeous shaft of flesh, wishing a bit that it was that cock that would be sliding inside him. He opened his ports. He glanced back at Shado, who was just standing there looking at him with confusion in his blue optics.

“Get on your freagin’ knee armor and fuck me why don’t ya?!?” Speed snarled. “Damn, he’s fast – AND – dumb!” he muttered under his breath. His ports were aching now. Watching Daniel jack off was turning him on – as much as his actions were turning the man on! He heard the clone’s knee armor scrape the tiled floor. Felt hesitant hands touch his aft, fingering his open ports.

“We are supposed to interface with each other?” Shado stammered. His cable throbbed to be inserted. But inserted into a flesh port – not a clone port! But if he did this – would they get along? It was worth it if that happened.

“Well, duh…” the yellow clone snickered, “Didn’t ya hear the man?” He spread his legs a little wider. The hesitant fingers touching his aft entrance sure felt good. Not as good as when his Daniel did it – but still good.

“Does this mean we’re friends?” the blue and white clone asked. He circled the clone’s exposed aft port with a hesitant finger. It went against his programs for sure. But there was a much deeper urge in him. The urge to live peacefully with this yellow clone.. To enjoy a life of luxury and opulence!

“Guess so. ‘Fuck buddies’ are friends right?” Speed smirked. He’d heard the humans say that term a lot. He liked that term. It had both naughty and nice implications wrapped all up into one! “Yep, we’ll be fuck buddies!” he snickered.

Well, that was enough for Shado. Grinding his dental plates together, he went against the programs as they screamed for him to stop. Positioning the tip of his cable at the slick aft port entrance, he slowly pushed within. As the tight, slick warmth surrounded it – all fight was gone. There were no more reservations. It felt so, so good. “Mmmmmmmm” Shado moaned as he sagged against Speed’s back. Looping his handcuffed arms over the clone’s helm, he got some good leverage.

“Ahhhhhhhhh, that feeeeeellllssss gooooooood!” Speed gasped. He glanced at Daniel, who was increasing his stroking. He wanted to overload just as his man came! He had to! “FUCK ME SHADO! FAST!!” he screamed… He commanded… He ordered…

His logic center now completely over-ridden by his interface networks, Shado blindly obeyed him. With the handcuffs digging into Speed’s neck armor giving him leverage, he began to snarl as he drove his hips furiously into the yellow clone’s aft. The sound of metal hitting metal rang echoed through the bathroom. Becoming a deafening roar as their three yells of climax blended together. As one the pair and the onlooker came in a blinding wave of pure heavenly bliss.

The two clones collapsed with a resounding ‘clang’ to the shower tile. Daniel continued to pump his cock as he shot hot streaks of cum all over the spotless marble floor. He sagged for a few minutes, slightly overcome by the intensity of his self-induced orgasm. “Damn, you boys are hot!” he chuckled as he put his now-limp cock back in his pants. Grabbing a towel, he wiped up his mess.

Wandering over to the shower, he reached in and casually turned the water off. The sounds of rebooting clones now filling the room…

Dazed blue optics looked up at the man. The handsome face of the new clone broke into a beautiful smile as he focused in on Daniel. “Did I please you Daniel?” he asked as he slowly worked his handcuffed hands over Speed’s helm.

Daniel knelt down, taking the clone’s lips. His tongue brushed them, asking for entrance. As the clone opened to him, he tasted the sweet metallic flavor of Shado’s mouth. He suckled on his glossa lightly, imagining how it would feel working along his dick one day. Pulling away, he gave him a warm smile. “Yes, you pleased me highly,” he told him. Fishing in his pocket, he pulled out the pair of keys that Jag had given him. With a grin, he tossed them to Shado.

“But I thought you said that you didn’t have these?” Shado inquired as he looked down at them.

“You lied! I should’ve known! You messed with us!” Speed griped as his optics lit up and he spotted the keys. He turned his optics to Daniel, not pleased to see the shit-eating grin on his love’s face. He’d lost the game of wits! That’s twice in one day!! “Why’re you messing with me?!? Why Why WHY?!?” he demanded to know as he snatched the keys out of Shado’s hands.

Shado glanced from Daniel to Speed. The latter of whom was furiously trying to unlock his cuffs, grumbling the entire time about ‘Daniel faking me out’. He glanced back to the blond man. Why did he permit this type of disrespect to be shown to him? Not only was he their master, but he was the elite. He was beyond wealthy! “Sir, I mean, Daniel?” Shado asked.

Speed got his cuffs off, and with a triumphant hoot, tossed the keys to him and took off out of the bathroom. Shado’s audios tracked him as he stormed down the stairs and out some door.

“Yes, Shado?” Daniel said in between his chuckles. He did love to pull ‘pranks’ on Speed like this. The clone was such a sore loser, it was hysterical!

“Why do you allow him to act like a ruffian? It’s obvious that you and Sam are high society, and his mannerisms do not befit one of your obvious status,” Shado asked as he unlocked the handcuffs. Politely, he picked up the handcuffs that Speed had thrown down, and handed all of them, plus the keys – to Daniel.

Daniel chuckled as he studied the clone. Nodding for him to stand up and follow him, he strolled out of the bathroom and headed for the kitchen. “Because I like him. He reminds me of myself when I was a teenager, that’s why,” he answered.

Shado scrunched up his optic ridges as he tried to understand the reasoning. “But doesn’t he embarrass you around your friends?” he asked.

“Sometimes, but they just laugh at his antics. Gives us something to talk about,” Daniel said with a shrug. They went past the kitchen and into one of the dens. One entire side of this one consisted of a full bar. Daniel slid behind the bar top and reached for a bottle.

“Let me get that for you,” Shado offered. Smoothly, he slid by the man and got down the bottle. “What type of drink would you prefer?” he asked with a smile.

Daniel crossed his arms, studying the clone. “You mix drinks?” he asked.

“Yes sir, I mean, Daniel. I’ve got a full data file covering the proper mixing of three hundred different alcoholic beverages,” the blue and white clone informed him. He stood there with the bottle of liquor, waiting for the man’s order.

“So, I take it that Sam had that particular program loaded into you?” he asked with a wry grin as he wandered around the bar and took a stool. It sounded like something that Sam would do. “Navy Margaritta,” he added, curious to see if Sam had added that little ‘special’ to the menu.

Shado began mixing. “No Daniel. My model is sold to the elite - For the pre-race races, as well as personal security, home security, and general household duties. One of those general duties is to serve as bartender at corporate parties.” He was now done mixing the drink. After coating the edge of the glass with salt and adding a lemon slice, he handed it to Daniel.

The man took a sip. A big smile spread on his face, for the clone had made it just the way he liked it! “My compliments,” he toasted as he held up the glass to Shado briefly, before taking another sip.

The clone preened in happiness that he’d impressed the man. He put the bottles away, careful to make sure that they were back in the exact slots that they had been in. Then he put the lemon and knife away, wiping the counter as he finished.

“I tell you what Shado, Sam is just going to eat you up! You are perfect for him. Just perfect!” Daniel said as he finished his drink and nodded for the clone to make another. He watched as the polite race clone went about his business, engaging him in small talk just as a human businessman would. Other than having the same alt mode, he was entirely different than Speed in every way conceivable! Yes, he was indeed the perfect clone for Sam to take around with him. All proper and polite, he was devoid of all the adolescent traits that made Speed so enduring to him – but so annoying to Sam.

“So what do you think of Speed, Shado?” Daniel asked as he took the second drink into his hand.

“What do you mean?” Shado asked. He went through the same motions of put away and clean up as he spoke.

“You know you’ll have to peacefully co-exist with your ‘brother clone’. So tell me the truth – what do you think of him?” Daniel asked.

Shado glanced at the man, knowing it was a loaded question. He chose to use some tact in his reply. “I think we will be a good racing team. But Speed is very impulsive and needs to learn some proper self control,” he stated.

Daniel chuckled, holding up the glass again. “Exactly what Sam said. Yep, what did I tell you? You’re perfect for him!”

At that moment, Speed wandered in. His audios caught the last sentence that Shado had uttered. His optics flashed as he stormed up to the bar and plopped his aft down next to Daniel. “Who you callin’ impulsive, loser?” he snorted.

The blond man just sat back and nodded at Shado, silently telling him that he’d have to stand on his own with Speed.

Shado tossed the rag at Speed, knowing there was only one way to get the clone to accept him – that was to beat him at his own game. He smirked as the rag landed on the clone’s shoulder, and promptly got stuck in his tire mounts. “Ok braggart, are you going to just keep boasting? Or are you going to let me kick your tail pipes on the track? Hmmmm?” he challenged. And with that, he zoomed out the door and down the stairs. Bee-lining straight to that expansive and technical go-cart track he’d caught sight of when they’d pulled in the estate. It was free of ice and snow, so obvious had heated concrete. So, he was pretty sure that it was Speed’s practice track.

He was right in both of his assumptions. As he completed his first practice lap around the course, he heard Speed’s tires peeling. The clone pulled up beside him, revving his engine, even though they were both already hitting 70 mph. “So, you going to prove you’re good enough for me to call ‘partner’?” Shado challenged.

“You bet. Best five-out-of-six wins. And the loser has to wax the winner! So I hope you’re good at waxin’!” Speed cackled in glee. God he loved to race! Loved to!

They hit the checkered line together, and then both of them seemed to fly. They became a blur as they shot around the track. Banging into each other around every turn… Cutting each other off with little regard… After one race was done.. The next would commence..

Sam parked his car and walked up next to Daniel, who was leaning over the rail as he watched their go-carts race. Speed’s shrill challenges and gleeful laughter floated in the still air. “So, they seem to be enjoying each other’s company,” Sam noted. He brushed some snow off the rail in front of him and leaned his elbows on it like Daniel was doing.

“Yep, now they’re not only ‘fuck buddies’, but ‘partners’, a ‘racing team’ , and to top it off – the last race that Shado lost – the bet was for him to teach Speed to make my favorite drink,” Daniel replied with a chuckle.

Sam grinned as he watched the blur that was his go-cart team. “So what’s Shado’s personality?” he inquired. He was hopeful that he wasn’t nearly as adolescent as Speed. It’d be nice having one that he could actually take on business trips without the worry of embarrassment.

“Perfect for you. He’s calm, intelligent and very polite. Even thinks that Speed needs to learn some self-control,” Daniel answered with a wry grin.

Sam popped open the bottle of beer he had been holding. Yes, the clone did sound perfect. With one like him following Sam around, he’d get even MORE orders from his clients!

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