WARNING: I'm in a slashy mood, & have been inspired, so...SlashRape!
Disclaimer: As much as I would LOVE to, I don't own any of these characters!
Caboose found he couldn't sleep, so he went out into the freight yard. A glance at his clock had told him it was about 3 am. He leant against the shed wall, lost in his own thoughts...
"Out so late, Caboose?" The voice was cold & sneering.
He glanced up - and his heart missed a beat when he saw that he was surrounded by diesels. Directly in front of him stood Greaseball, the reigning champion.
"H-hi GB...wh-what are you guys doing here?"
"Looking for some entertainment!"
"Dinah not doing enough for you?"
The diesel moved, smacking him hard across the face, then whirled, barking "Tie him up, and bring him! Now!"
Caboose bolted, but two of them caught him, gripping his arms and tying his hands behind his back. He cried out. Next second GB was directly in front of him. "Cry out again, and you'll stop breathing...and we'll only have a body to play with!"
Caboose fell silent and still, as the gang laughed and proceeded to drag him away from his shed.
They didn't take him, as he'd expected, to GB's shed, but to an old shed miles from any others. Once inside, he was flung roughly to his knees. He could hear the door being bolted, and the diesels moving about, but it was pitch black in the shed.
Suddenly, he was hauled to his feet and dragged through to a lighter room. He whimpered, as he was flung onto a very worn bed, against a back wall.
He was pulled about a bit so that he was soon lying on his back. His heart pounded, and he looked up pleadingly as GB stood before him.
The diesel gave a nod to two of his gang. Caboose recognised them as Tank and Gook. He looked up at them, and almost saw some hope as they began to untie him. This was quickly dashed when they then began to roughly remove every item of clothing he was wearing.
Desperately he pleaded with them, but as he did so a strip of material was shoved into his mouth, making him gag. He was so desperately concentrating on keeping it from choking him, that he was startled to realise he was suddenly lying before them, naked.
Momentarily they released him. Quick as lightning he pulled the cloth from his mouth and backed up, shaking against the wall. GB laughed and nodded again to Tank and Gook. They grabbed him, flipping him onto his front, Tank slapping his arse hard...then again.
He cried out, then shuddered as GB ran a hand over his arse, and taunted him.
"So soft, and smooth...I look forward to pressing against this!"
"NO! GB, please..." To this he received a sharp spank, making him wince in pain.
Suddenly, GB was on the bed behind him...and without warning, he shoved two fingers into Caboose!
The young truck cried in pain..."Please, GB, no! It hurts..."
The diesels laughed loudly...
GB sniggered..."Quit your whingeing, 'Boose! This is only the beginning..."
Originally a OneShot, I've decided to make it longer now!
Please R&R!