Caboose whimpered in agony, as GB slid in and out of him. He moaned loudly, wriggling, but this only served to cause the diesels to beat him harder. Gook made to kiss him again, but he pushed his face against the sheets, shaking all over. Gook just hit him instead, causing him to jolt.
After what seemed like an age, GB came hard inside him and yanked out. Caboose gasped, feeling dirty and defiled.
He felt GB get up, then once again he was moved onto his back.
He could only look up pleadingly as GB smirked down at him.
After a while, GB finally said "Ok, I think that's enough for tonight. Don't whine," he ordered as some of the gang grumbled. "You'll all get a turn at some point! It's not like anyone will miss him!"
He dismissed all but Tank, Gook and Lube, then ordered the three to molest Caboose, which they did eagerly. It lasted about five minutes, and as they finished, GB told them to bind him.
This they also did, putting a halt to any escape plans he had, with their tight, cutting bonds. Caboose whimpered quietly "G-GB...m-m-my clothes...please..."
GB just sneered. "Don't worry, they won't be going anywhere. You can stay like that for now!"
In moments he was bound. He shivered, lying still, the cold of the shed suddenly getting to him.
"GB, please...it's so cold..."
"It's called a life lesson, Caboose." He smirked, touching his thigh. "Just like the one I just taught you!"
As Caboose sobbed, one finger suddenly shot between his legs and up his arse! He howled in pain, but could do nothing except cry pathetically!
GB laughed, moving his finger about, then yanked it out with brute force, wiped it on Caboose's leg, and turned, nodding for his gang to follow.
Caboose's breath caught in his throat..."N-NO! D-d-d-don't leave m-m-m-me here...a-a-alone..."
GB backhanded him harshly. "Get used to it brakey. THIS is to be your home from now on!"
And with that, they left, leaving Caboose to sob to himself.
He must have fallen asleep, because his eyes suddenly shot open to the sound of a bang. His heart began thudding loudly, as he heard wheels...
Moments later, the door to the room creaked open, and GB came in, followed by Gook. Caboose shuddered, trembling in fear. GB came over, and moved him onto his front. His pushed his legs apart and examined him.
Caboose shivered, knowing GB could feel it. Seconds later, he was punished for his fear, as GB stuck two fingers into him. Still half asleep, he groaned in pain!
GB smirked, moving his fingers about, then slipped them out, and nodded to Gook. The other came forward and put his own fingers in, leaving them there firmly, as Caboose was turned onto his back.
GB grinned down for a moment, then began to untie him, but stopped briefly.
"Do NOT try to run!" It was a cold command; Caboose nodded, letting out a small whimper. GB continued to untie him, then once he was done, he bent and retrieved the truck's clothes from the floor. All the while, Caboose lay still, trying not to cry.
GB dumped his clothes on top of him. "Get dressed!"
With shaking hands, he fumbled with his gear, but could only manage his top and trousers. After watching him impatiently, GB grabbed his belt and pulled it off. "You won't be needing that anyway! Now, come with us!"
Weakly, he got up, wobbling a bit. Gook grabbed his shoulder tightly, pushing him after GB. They went out into the other room, which was lighter now, and Caboose was terrified to see that Tank, Lube and a couple of others were there.
Gook shoved him to his knees, which hurt as he had no skate gear on. The diesels laughed cruelly. GB circled round behind him, and ran a hand softly through his hair. Caboose flinched away, receiving a sharp smack. GB's hand once again ran through Caboose's hair, but this time the truck remained still, shivering miserably. GB chuckled menacingly, caressing his hair roughly, before circling in front of him again.
A loud cough made Caboose look up - and his eyes almost fell out of his head! GB had dropped his trousers a little way, more at the front, so Caboose now faced the diesel's rather large erection. He gulped, looking up pleadingly at GB, but received only one word in reply.
"Suck!"
So much for oneshot:giggles:
Poor Caboose...will he? Or won't he:evilgrin:
