Pumping Oil
Pumping Oil
A smexy RP between SpontaneousFred and Blueballs
Jerry the golden fox was taking a walk in his garden, smelling the flowers and enjoying the warmth of the sun. It was early in the morning, hence the tent in his trousers... you know... morning wood?
He was startled when suddenly a shadow passed over him, blocking the sunlight that he had so been enjoying... trying to take his mind off of his arousal. He looked up to accuse whatever it was and was surprised to see the huge bulk of a blue jet looming over him, a sadistic grin on its metal face. Needless to say he was quite surprised at seeing a jet standing upright and grinning at all. He stood there, dumbfounded.
He decided to say something... it was getting uncomfortable just staring at each other.
"Uhh... a-are you one of the Blue Angels? I love you guys! Uhh.." He begins to back away slowly. "You don't... look too friendly..." He adds, seeing the jet approaching and grinning just as wickedly.
The blue jet sits down, his huge metal legs wrapping around Jerry to make a wall, trapping him.
"Oh, so you're a fan of us, are you?"
He points with one claw to a large, round port in his crotch, glistening with oil.
"Maybe you could show me your appreciation..."
He gulps nervously and backs against the wall, staring first at the port and then at him. "B-but... I..."
Blue, the jet, can tell by the tent in Jerry's trousers that he's obviously more up for it than he was letting on.
Blue frowns. "I thought you were our biggest fan!"
As he says that, a whirring noise starts up and Jerry can see the razor-sharp propellor on his noze spin into action.
Leering, he moves forward, the sharp blades inching closer and closer to him...
"Aaah!" Jerry cowers by his feet, trying to make himself as small as he can. "I... I am..!!"
Blue nudges forward just for a second, and Jerry can feel a strong wind against his body as he trembles in fear.
When he opened his eyes his clothes are lying shredded on the ground, and he was, needless to say, completely naked. The jet leans back, and his oily opening slides open and closed.
"Come on...show me some appreciation here..."
"I... o-okay..." Blue can see that Jerry's arousal has already peaked. He slowly sits in front of Blue in the grass and cautiously edges forward a little at a time.
Blue could see that he was hesitating... it didn't look like he'd make any advances or do anything but sit and stare nervously left to his own devices.
His huge metal claw moves over, and the cold fingers grip Jerry's shoulders, pulling him down towards his crotch.
Forcibly, he thrusts his hand into the opening.
It is cold and very slimy, and stinks of petrol, but it is also smooth and oddly inviting...
He can feel a powerful suction, drawing him into the hole.
"Aaahh! Wh-what's going on?!" He tries to pull back out, pushing on the rim of the port with his free hand as his fur whips about, being pulled inward slowly.
As he puts his hand on the port, however, suddenly it slips on the thick grease. It slides in and he falls forward, slipping along a short tunnel and landing with a thud inside some sort of whirring, clanking machinery.
Behind him, the port closes with a final SNAP.
All around him are whirring gears and oily engine belts, snapping and twisting.
"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" He whines, covering his head and curling up, thinking that he could be sliced apart any second now. "What have I done?? T-T"
He can feel something cold and smooth at his legs, and it moves forward suddenly, tripping him.
However, he doesn't land on the floor; as he fell, metal clamps tightened around his ankles, and hoisted him into the air.
He is suspended upside down by some cold, hard restraints.
He kicks and flails his arms, trying to pull and push away. "Gah! This isn't how a jet works!!" He yells. He feels dizzy from being suspended like this in the dark.
His arms slap against something, and it tightens around them. They are pulled to his sides, fastened there by more clamps which slowly slink to encircle his waist.
A soft latex bud slides down from above to cover his cock and begins inflating and deflating regularly, squeezing and rubbing his erect cock.
His flailing and kicking goes down quite a bit, as does his yelling.
"H-huh? Ooh... unff..." He squint my eyes shut, shivering every few seconds in pleasure. His legs give the occasional kick of defiance, but even that's not so much any more.
As he starts to struggle less, more tubes and clamps snake across his limbs, constricting any further movements. They wrap gently around his balls, rubbing and stroking them roughly, and cover his chest, pumping and rubbing against his nipples.
A large latex mask rises from beneath, sliding over his head. He cannot see a thing, and
he finds it impossible to talk as a large, phallic tube slides in to stretch his mouth and throat.
"Wait, what ar-mmph! Gmmphh!!" He shake his head and tries to spit out the gag, but to no avail.
The additional rubbing, however soon distracts him from that discomfort. He murrs and shiver even more, feeling pleasured indeed. Already he was oozing preseed into the inflating bud on his cock, giving up struggling altogether.
Slowly, the tube in his mouth presses further, sliding deep inside him. He finds it hard to breathe, and when he forces a gulp all he gets is a thick, oily substance that tastes like engine oil. For some reason that seems to be breathable for him.
A small tentacle slides over his balls, and there is a slight pressure and a pinch for a split second. He winces for a moment, and then feels something snaking around inside his testicles, slowly exuding more of the oily black stuff for God only knows what reason.
"Mmmmrrrrrr...." Jerry continues, swallowing the oil without choice. He could care less about it, though... as long as it kept him alive, he swallowed every few seconds.
He didn't like the pain he felt, founding it awkward to have something inside him like that, moving around. He squirmed a bit, whining and trying to get it out. After a few moments he figured he didn't have a choice but to get used to it and began trying to relax into his constraints, gulping constantly
He felt that he couldn't hold out much longer, his groin area tensing as he approached one of the largest orgasms he'd had in weeks... possibly months. he whimpers as he can feel it approach...
Slowly, another thick, smooth tube explores his furry ass, squeezing and pressing until it presses against his tight hole.
His sphincter resists for a moment, then the tube slides in, wriggling deep inside him. He tries desparately to moan, but only end up swallowing more of the oil.
The tube begins thrusting into him, massaging his prostate and vibrating pleasurably.
By now his entire body is encased in
the writhing, slimy tubes and covered in the strange grease.
"Mmff... MMggmmff!" Jerry whimpers, tensing even more. That was too much for him. He writhes and bucks slightly, then presses hard forward into the bud and, wincing, blows a huge load into it with a loud, muffled howl. He falls limp once more, trying to pant, getting oil instead of air.
Jerry's motions are constricted by the cold metal around him. Even as he cums, he feels his balls inflate with oil, ready to blow again almost immediately, thanks to the squirming tentacle writhing inside his balls, filling him up.
He can feel the machinery around himself shifting as he's pulled down towards the surface of the machine.
A cold, hard shell slides around him, squeezing the tubes like a diaphragm as it tightens and screws together. A hot fizzing noise can be heard as the shell is welded shut, trapping him forever in some strange part of Blue's machinery.
"Mmmmnng!!" He yells as he struggles, though in pleasure and not from the new containment, as he can't see it. He couldn't believe he was having another orgasm already! Maybe this is what happens when one is just that good? He tenses and moans, shooting another load as his cock spasms, spurting the oily replacement for semen.
He can feel something cold and metallic press against his skull and chest as sticky clamps are attached above his heart and brain, pumping slowly with undetectable electricity to activate the source of his pleasure, accelerating him into an almost-constant orgasmic state.
His cock begins pumping out the oil over and over, cumming repeatedly as fast as it is replenished.
"Mmmmm..? Hnng!? Gmmmm!! Nmmmmmph!!" He struggles for a few minutes, almost crying from the pleasure he feels and swallowing on the gag rapidly. He can't believe what's happening... soon he can't even think straight any more. He feels like nothing but a ball of ecstasy, whimpering and convulsing in pleasure. He begins to lose the energy to writhe any more, falling mostly limp everywhere but his cock.
As his cock pumps over and over, the oil flows down the tube, out across Blue's machinery, through all his components, lubricating them regularly and keeping him in smooth shape. Eventually it flows back to Jerry, the oil sliding into his mouth and his lungs and releasing the excess oxygen, which Blue doesn't need, and keeping Jerry's ass smooth for constant pleasure.
Outside, Blue rubs his belly happily.
"Man, I really needed a new oil pump. And you're gonna make a really good one little buddy. Enjoy your new place as part of the machine."
Blue, grinning wickedly, flies off, with Jerry, his new pump in constant orgasm inside him...
P.S. Technically, Jerry became Blue's very own heart, every heartbeat an orgasm pushing clean oil through Blue's systems and coming back to Jerry to drop off the oxygen it picked up, keeping Blue from rusting and Jerry from suffocating.
(Yes, I realize he's a jet. It's weird, I know :P)