Kinky Bots 4

Story by OceanCatsEye on SoFurry

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Sergeant Barricade waited until the vehicle that he had been chasing, came to a stop on the side of the road on the outskirts of town, before transforming and made his way over to the car.

The Decepticon cop pulled out the Cybertronian sized police service belt from his subspace pocket and put it on, before bending down and tapped gently on the window, causing the man behind the wheel to obey as fast as he could.

"P-problem...O-officer?" asked the man who rolled the window down as his large golden retriever made a nervous whine in the back seat.

Barricade's optics locked on to the organic beast in the back of the car, and a idea came to him.

After doing a quick check on the man, via the police database, he found that he was clean.

"Aside from going over the speed limit, you're good.

"I'll let you go, if your dog services my spike"

"What is your spike exactly?" asked the shocked and confused man.

"Well...Human, it is what you wold call a penis"

The man blinked a couple of times to make sure he heard what he thought he heard.

"You! an officer of the law, will let me go, if my dog licks your dick" exclaimed the man, astounded that a cop, let alone a Cybertronian one would offer a deal like that.

"I'll take the deal" said the man.

Barricade knelt on the ground, his fully erect spike jutting out from the slot in his codpiece, while the man let the dog out of the car and brought him to the kneeling officer.

"Go on boy, lick that cop dick" said the man.

Barricade's optics nearly blew out, when the dog's tongue lapped across his sensitive spike, the Decepticon gave a raspy gasp from the feel of the organic beast's tongue on his shaft.

"Unghhhh.....O-ohhhhh...Primus! lick my spike" moaned the police mech, the man watched as his dog serviced the cop and drove him crazy with his lapping tongue.

Barricade was sure that he'd overload from such pleasure, a warning message popped up on his internal screen, that his waste tank was nearing the bursting point and that he needed to release it.

Barricade gave a grunt and activated his waste protocols, before releasing a stream of pee from his spike, that was eagerly lapped at by the dog.

"Ohhhhh....F-frag....that feels good" moaned Barricade as the dog lapped at both his spike and the stream of piss that flowed out of it.

Unbeknownst to him, the man was snapping pictures with his phone.

Barricade suddenly moved back and got to his pedes, unable to take any more licking, his spike slid back into its housing and the panel slid over it with a click.

Barricade took off his service belt and subspaced it before transforming and drove off, leaving behind the man and his dog.

"Well...boy, that certainly was something" said the man as he and the dog got back in the car and carried on.

The man's pictures ended up in the paper the next day, causing the chief of police to nearly burst a blood vessel while yelling at Barricade for such disgraceful behavior while on duty.

Megatron's latest plan had backfired on him in the worst way, and now the Decepticon base was overrun with large saurian beasts that caused chaos and destruction in their wake, and for once it wasn't those blasted Dinobots.

"Ahhh....f-rag it!" exclaimed Swindle as Vortex cackled like an loon as he cracked an electro-whip at the advancing raptors, while Megatron seemed to be making quick work of them with his fusion cannon.

"Ahahaha! back you retched creatures!" WOOSH! CRACK! WOOSH! CRACK! WOOSH! CRACK! exclaimed Megatron as he expertly snapped a whip at the raptors, savoring their pained screeches.

Vortex cracked the whip at an approaching raptor and it wrapped around the beast's neck, struggling for a bit, before the copter shot it with his gun and pulled the whip back and searched for more playthings.

The chorus of cracking whips and saurian screeching began to fill the base, Megatron, Vortex, Onslaught, and Hook were fending off the dinos while the rest of the cons were either hiding or fleeing the base like cowards.

Despite being an old mech and a medic, Hook kept the hoard of raptors at bay with well timed snaps of the whip.

When the Autobots went to check on why there hadn't been any attacks on the humans, they found the bodies of both mechs and dinosaurs that littered the floors of the Nemesis.

"Primus....what a mess" said Ratchet as he began to scan for survivors.

Autobot base: sometime later

"Well... what's the word" asked Prime with curiosity and concern.

"To be honest Prime, the cons that we did find, are recovering in medbay and the ones that weren't in need of medical attention are in the brig" stated Ratchet as he glanced at the senior offices at the table.

"Hmmm...I see" stated Prime.

"And Megatron?"

"Scrapped" said the CMO bluntly.

I see..." said Optimus with what appeared to be grief in his voice.

The Autobots that were gathered in the meeting room, watched as Prime stared across the room in total silence, almost like he was mourning his arch enemy.

"Ratchet....I want you to go to the cons and offer them a choice to remain locked up or be-" began Prime.

"O-optimus....with all due respect, the cons-"

"There are no more Decepticons Ratchet, only survivors" stated the Autobot leader.

Even thought the CMO had seen what remained of the once feared Decepticon army, he still couldn't believe that the eons long ward was actually over.

Hook's optic band widened in surprise as the newly rejuvenated Ratchet stood before him, wearing a mech sized diaper.

"Evening Daddy" said Ratchet as he went over to the other mech and planted a big sloppy kiss on his cheek.

"Did my little sparklet miss his papa" said Hook as he hugged the other medic and lovingly swatted his diaper clad aft.

"Yes" giggled the now much, much younger mech

Once Hook was seated in his favorite chair, he pulled his son onto his lap and stroked Ratchet's little spike through the diaper, smiling as the little mech laughed and squirmed.

"Daddy! m-my pee pee feels funny" stated the younger bot as his sire gently palmed his crotch.

Hook gave the younger mech a tickle, before getting up and placed Ratchet on the chair, pulled down his diaper and freed his sparklet's little spike.

The older mech sank to his knees then bent forward and engulfed Ratchet's spike, bobbing his helm up and down.

Ratchet was left gasping as Hook's glossa swept and swirled all over his little erection. Daddyyyyy....M-my pee pee." exclaimed the little bot as his sire gave him such wonderful pleasure.

Hook sputtered when his sparklet pissed in his mouth, the Decepticon medic pulled off and spat out the liquid, before glaring at the younger mech.

"THAT'S IT! YOU DO NOT PEE IN DADDY'S MOUTH" bellowed the angry constructicon, as he yanked Ratchet out of the chair and grabbed him with one hand and smacked his aft twice.

"Mean daddy, I hate you!" exclaimed Ratchet, before kicking his sire in the shin and running off, only for the medic to grab him and tuck him under his arm and carry him out of the room.

"YOU NEVER, EVER SAY THOSE THINGS TO DADDY AGAIN!" bellowed the furious medic as he ripped off the mechling's aft plate, sat down on a chair and put Ratchet over his knees.

"N-nooooo....D-daddy please!" exclaimed the little mech in utter despair.

Ratchet howled when Hook's large hand landed on his bare aft, followed by another and then one more after that. Soon, the sounds of the spanking and a mechling's cries echoed in the room.

After about a dozen or so spanks, the punishment stopped and the Decepticon medic placed the crying bot on the ground, before Hook stood up and stormed out.

"Primus! Hook, you look terrible" said Bonecrusher as he and the other constructicons approached him.

I...spanked him! I spanked my little mechling" said Hook, voice full of regret.

"Nobody likes havin to spank their sparklet" said Bonecrusher as he gave his gestalt mate a comforting pat on the back.

"I'm just glad it was you and not me" said the other mech.

"Thanks Crusher" replied Hook tiredly.

When he arrived back at his quarters, Hook had found his sparklet asleep on his bed, the former Autobot medic looking far to adorable for his own good.

The constructicon medic chuckled as he saw that his naughty little mechling's spike was out, and must have been playing with it after getting spanked.

Hook was far too exhausted to yell at his mechling, so he got on the bed and moved so that the little mech's body was against his own, then gave him a fatherly kiss on his helm.

"I...love you sparklet" said the medic.

"D-daddy, can you....lick my pee pee again?" asked Ratchet sweetly.

Hook's optic band widened upon hearing that.

"D-did you like it when daddy spanked your bum bum?" asked Hook.

"Maybe...a little" replied Ratchet.

"Daddy! something's poking me, i-is your pee pee hard too?" asked Ratchet innocently.

Hook bit back a curse, as he felt his own spike straining against his codpiece.

"Daddy's gonna take care of his little problem, you get some sleep" said the medic as he got up to relieve his throbbing spike.

"I love you...Daddy" stated Ratchet.

"I...love you too....sparklet"

Ratchet giggled when Hook let rip a loud old mech fart, "Fraggin high grade energon!" exclaimed the medic.

Ratchet's audios had picked up his daddy's swearword, curious about what it meant.

Little Ratchet did in fact like having his little aft spanked, and figured that this new word would give him what he wanted.

The next day, Hook and Ratchet were with the other constructicons, when the mechling dropped the F-bomb

"Daddy, what does Frag mean?" asked the mechling innocently.

The other constructicons sputtered when Ratchet said that.

"Ahahaha! out of the mouths of younglings" laughed Crusher while Hook was seething at hear that awful word come out of his sweet sparklet's mouth.

"Ratchet! w-where did you hear that?" yelled the medic.

"F-from y-you daddy, you said it last when you were touching your pee pee" stammered the little mech.

"YOU HEARD THAT!!" bellowed the irate medic, unsure of what pissed him off more, his sparklet saying such a vulgar word or that Bonecrusher was laughing his aft off.

"Hook my mech, you might want to take care of that little word" said Bonecrusher as he approached Hook and handed him a bar of soap.

Hook loved his sparklet, but sometimes being a father really sucked.