Okay okay. My stories have not been good. I shall try again! Yes there is shitty smut in this one.

Revised and made less confusing I hope thanks to Anonybot!

Groon- Hour
Megacycle- Day
Decacycle- 3 weeks.

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Starscream laid on his berth, empty energon cubes thrown carelessly around him. His thoughts drifted to and fro in his muddied processor. The energon cube in his servo shattered as his frame went slack.

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Starscream looked around him with a smile. He had finally finished moving in to his...well his boyfriends home. It was in Crystal City, and had a beautiful view. He could stare out the many windows that lined the walls for hours. His boyfriend was everything that he'd dreamed of. Handsome, smart, tall, and he cared for him.

"Swindle!" Starscream's voice called happily as he heard the door to Swindles apartment swish open. He skipped happily to great the purple and tan mech, a smile plastered on his face.

"Hello Starscream." Starscream stopped in front of the normally happy mech. Swindles face was cold, no emotion showing.

"What's the matter Swindle?" Swindle didn't answer him, instead he brushed passed him, allowing Starscream to see the mech that had been standing behind him. The mech was tall and broad, twice Starscreams size.

"Who's this?" He turned to look at Swindle who was sitting at the counter counting some money.

"That is my client." Swindles voice was hard, not at all what Starscream was used to.

"What for?" Starscream turned to look at the large mech again, taking in the way he leered at him.

"For you. You are to pleasure him however he likes." Swindle turned to look at Starscream, a smirk plastered on his face. "Get going, he payed good money for you."

Starscream stared at Swindle, hurt playing across his features. How could the mech he love do this to him? Was everything he had said been a lie? Starscream was given no time to think anymore as he was suddenly picked off his pedes and thrown over a wide shoulder.

"There is a room in the back, 3 doors down. It has everything you'll need. Enjoy!"

The last thing Starscream saw was Swindles smirking face as he was carried down the hall.

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Starscream onlined his optics and groaned. He hurt all over. His back strut popped and creaked as he rolled over. He was greeted with a cold and empty bed. A small shutter passed through him as he remembered what had happened. His boyfriend, the one he had told "I love you" to not even a week before, had betrayed him.

The mech had brutally used him for his own pleasure. Starscream had gone numb as soon as Swindles face had left his site. He didn't remember much, only the grinning face of the mech as he took him.

A small swish alerted Starscream to someone entering his room. He looked over his shoulder with dead optics at Swindle, who stood grinning in the doorway.

"Go wash up, I have another client scheduled at the end of this Groon." His voice held no compassion like it used to, only the tone of a businessman. Starscream mustered up the last of his strength to glare at Swindle.

"I hate you!" His words were full of malicious intent as he shakily climbed off the berth. He winced as he felt fluids run down his legs. His port was sore and every step rubbed him raw.

"You can hate me all you want Starscream, but you have nothing left. If you leave now, you'll end up starving to death. So I suggest that you go clean up and make yourself pretty for my next client."

Swindle left, not allowing Starscream to retort. He stood silently in the empty room before he trudged from the room. His arms wrapped around himself as if to hold himself together. He slowly made his way to the wash racks.

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Starscream woke up once again alone. It had been a deca-cycle and a quarter since Swindle had tricked him, with only one megacycle for him to rest. He had long since gone numb, spending the little amount of credits Swindle had given him on getting an upgrade. The medics had looked at him suspiciously but other wise they said nothing.

He was about to leave his room, when a sound caught his attention. It was the sound of boxes being pushed along the floor. Starscream opened the door and peaked out. Sure enough, Swindle was directing a few large mechs on where to put the boxes.

Not bothering to hide himself, Starscream left the room, striding out between the large mechs and towards the wash racks. Before he could disappear though Swindle stopped him.

"Once your done in there Starscream, these mechs need to get their pay." Swindle smirked before he went back to directing the mechs.

Starscream didn't realize what he had meant until he was under the comforting spray of water.

"No..." Starscream shook his helm. That couldn't possibly be what Swindle wanted him to do. He couldn't take all those mechs, he could barely deal with one, but he wanted him to take on three? It wasn't possible.

Before Starscream could ponder anymore Swindle strode into the wash racks.

"Time is up, get out there and please them. They are getting impatient." Swindle pointed to the door with a harsh glare. Starscream obediently left the wash racks. He was greeted with the sight of 3 large mechs standing with their codpieces open. Their spikes were hard and already glistening with lubricant.

Starscream shuddered at the imposing figures. He was suddenly pushed forward by Swindle. His knees scraped against the floor scrapping of the paint. Looking up, he found himself kneeling between the 3 large mechs, their spikes in front of him. Swindle joined the ring of mechs and unlocked his own codpiece, freeing his spike.

"Well? Start working." Swindle smirked jerking his spike once before he crossed his arms.

Starscream sat hesitantly, feeling tears well up in his optics. He raised shaky servos and grasped Swindles spike.

"You have 3 others Starscream, you have two servos and your mouth."

Starscream wanted to cry, to tell Swindle no, but he knew he couldn't. With his frame shaking, he proceeded to pleasure the mechs around him. His glossa flicked across the tip of one spike while his servos pumped two others. He didn't realize as one of the mechs moved, sitting down behind him. He did realize though when his hips were lifted and his codpiece was removed. He wasn't given enough time to properly lubricate himself before a large spike was being forced into his port.

A loud grunt left the mech behind him as did the other two mechs. Swindle was quiet, a smirk playing at his lips as he nodded. Starscream was lifted off the spike before he was slammed back down. A low whine escaped him before a spike was shoved into his mouth. His servos had stilled and the two mechs noticed.

"Move your servos." Swindle growled. Starscream did as ordered, the tears that had been building finally spilling over. His hips were being dented by the mech that was bouncing him up and down on his spike, and he could feel a processor ache coming on.

One of the mechs grunted and suddenly Starscream felt his mouth getting filled with transfuild. He gagged and tried to swallow the fluid, but most slipped down his chin. It didn't take long for the second mech to overload on his face, groaning all the while. His optics shuttered to keep the sticky fluid from getting in them.

Starscream felt himself getting slammed harder onto the large spike impaling him before he was suddenly held taunt against the mechs pelvis, transfluid flowing into his port. Swindle was next, his overload quieter. His transfluid mixed with the other mechs, covering his face.

"I hope you enjoyed your payment boys." Swindle said. Starscream was roughly pulled off of the mechs spike and thrown to the floor. The three large mechs laughed as the tucked their spikes away and left.

"I hate you." His voice was weak and hoarse.

"You can hate me all you want as long as you keep on bringing in the credits." Swindle smirked and added a well placed kick to Starscream before he tucked his own spike back into its casing. He then left Starscream alone with only the echoing sound of his laugh.

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Starscream jerked awake with a gasp. He patted his body as if to make sure he was real before he sighed.

"Slag...What happened?" Starscream looked up from his body to see that he was in the med-bay. It was dark, the only light being from the machines hooked to his body. He ripped the cords away and stood on shaky pedes. He didn't know what happened but he knew that he was fine.

Slowly he made his way from the med-bay, his claws digging into the wall for support. He made it about halfway down the hall before he collapsed.

"Commander Starscream!" Starscream looked up to see an vehicon running towards him. His sight went fuzzy and his mind went blank before he felt large arms picking him up. Too large to be a vehicons. Briefly he thought that he caught site of gray armor, but he blacked out again before he could.

The neck time he onlined, Starscream was shocked to see Megatron yelling at Knockout, though he couldn't hear it. A few seconds later static filled his audios as they finally came online. He winced at the octave that Megatron was yelling at.

He groaned and tried to shift. What exactly had happened to him? Why did he not have any energy? His groan caught the attention of the two mechs in the room.

"Well look at what you did! He's awake!" Knockout yelled annoyed that the war lord hadn't left.

"Just make sure he's stable." Megatron growled before he stormed from the room.

Starscream turned to look at Knockout as he came to his side.

"What happened?"

"You overcharged yourself." Knockouts voice was professional, leaving no room for Starscream to say anything else. He simply laid on the berth, still except for his venting. Knockout ran the customary scans before he turned to look at Starscream.

"Lord Megatron has ordered that you stay here until you have recovered fully." Starscream didn't object, he knew that he couldn't do anything in the state he was in right now. Knockout left when he received no answer, leaving Starscream alone with his thoughts.

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