Helmet Party ~ When Engineer woke, he expected to feel the softness of his bed underneath him, or maybe the smell of oil from his machines when he dozed off besides them. But already, before he even opened his eyes, he knew that was not the case. Instead, the smell of hay, much unfound in his base, assaulted his senses, and a less metallic scent then back at BLU. Silent, he opened his eyes, realizing that he was staring at a red painted, wooden wall, instead of the cementlike blue ones. “Aw, shit.†A dark chuckle came from behind him, and Engineer tried to move, but realized that his arms had been bound behind his back with simple rope, and his ankles as well. Cursing under his breath, the short man at first struggled to get out of his confinement, but then realized that there was a shadow over him, and that wicked bursts of short laughter had appeared again. Turning to look over his shoulder, he found himself staring up at the red-clad uniform of a Soldier, who was grinning carnally at him from underneath his helmet. At this, Engineer was sure that his heart skipped a few beats. “Well now, Private! Sleeping on the job?†The man barked, hands folded behind his back as he stepped closer to the bound BLU, his toothy smile never wavering. Swallowing, the Engineer shook his head, squirming to try to put some distance between himself and the RED. “Now, now, son, I ain’t got a clue what ya want with me, and I’m hoping it ain’t-“ A laugh, large and bawdy came from the Soldier, interrupting the gentle Texan’s words, the Soldier giving the engineer a heavy pat on the head. “Oh Private, you /do/ crack me up! You haven’t done anything but serve your country-even though you /are/ a filthy BLU.†Engineer scowled at this, but that seemed to amuse the Soldier even more, who nudged the Texan with his boot. “And, despite the filth you are, I admire that dedication. To see another true blooded American out here-why it’s a damned wonderful sight to see!†Taken aback by this, the Engineer stared up at the RED, still getting over the mild shock that the other hadn’t beaten him to death with his shovel yet. And yet... something felt.. off. He couldn’t quite explain it-but something wasn’t right. But before he could finish wondering about it, he saw soldier lean down to face him, hat tipped forward, nostrils flaring. “And I know /just/ the right way to appreciate that kind of love for your country-a nice, old fashioned morale booster.†Before Engineer could inquire about this, the map’s lips were suddenly smashed against his own, bare hands gripping forcefully at his face and head so he wouldn’t’ be able to get free. His eyes went wide behind his dark goggles, and for a good solid seconds he was frozen, without a clue of what to do. Then came disgust, as he tried to break away from the other’s iron grip, cursing at him once their lips parted. But before he could follow up with another, they were back again, a hand openly manhandling the front of his overalls. And despite the sudden violation of his persons, Engineer felt his body responding to a touch that was not his own. And although he has his mind set against it-well, he couldn’t stop the twinges of electricity from those touches running up his spine. Much less could he stop Soldier’s hands-which were now all over his body, undoing a button here, pulling down a zipper there-utterly invasive and unforgiving, like the man’s tactics in battle. “What’s this, Private?†The RED taunted, pressing the palm of his hand against the hardening bulge in the other’s pants. “Getting excited already? Hah! Doesn’t take much to get you worked up, does it?†Engineer blushed at this, tipping his head downwards, eyes shit. “Ah.. ahh, hell, shuddup.†He grumbled, arms squirming fruitlessly against the rope that bound them. Soldier chuckled at this, and began to undo the other’s overalls, unclipping the straps and pulling the denim down to the worker’s thighs. Exposed was a blue shirt, as well as white boxers with red hearts on them. Cute. Embaressed and humiliated, the Engineer resigned to just looking away, and trying to ignore the hot hand that dipped below his boxers. However he could not ignore said hand grabbing a full hold on his cock, squeezing it and bringing it to a standing salute. “Well, what a nice lil’ soldier we got here..†The RED muttered, pulling down Engine’s boxers to get a better view. And, what a better view it was; staring downwards from underneath his helmet, Soldier felt a tad surprised at the size of the other. He had heard that the man had a horse cock-but he had doubted it had been true. “Tell me, Private..†He murmured, leaning to whisper into the other’s ear, making the worker shudder beneath him. “How many times a week do you put that thing to use, eh? I betcha’ your whore scout begs you to ram that cock up his ass, doesn’t he?†Engineer shook his head, startling at the sudden tightening of the grip around him. “WHAT?†Staring at the BLU, the Soldier seemed incredulous, putting his face very close to the other’s, seemingly infuriated. “There’s a /horse cock/ like this in your base, and no one wants a piece of it?†Engineer didn’t respond, although he wouldn’t have been able too, with Soldier kissing him again, forcing his mouth open and ravaging the insides of his mouth as much as he damn well pleased. A moan slipped from the hardhat, and seemingly driven on by this, Soldier began to stroke the BLU’s cock harder, and faster, with his other hand sliding up the other’s shirt. At this, the engineer could barely hold in the sounds that wanted to escape-squirming under the other’s touch, chest heaving softly with each breath. But then came a sharp bite to the neck, and he could contain himself no longer. A heated groan fell from reddened lips, and he lazily bucked his hips upwards into the soldier’s hand, head tipped back. Pleased by this, the RED let his thumb heavily stroke the top of the other’s penis, repeatedly pressing and sliding across that thin slit which was now dribbling pearly white droplets. Arching his back, Engineer open moaned, murmuring something unintelligible at the other. “What was that, prrrrivate?†Growled the Soldier, stopping in his stroking of the other’s cock. Whining faintly at the loss of contact, Engineer didn’t quite make a response-rather, he muttered a few begs, rocking his hips upwards into the RED’s stationary hand. “You want me to /fuck/ you, Private?†Without caring, Engineer nodded his head, biting his bottom lip. With this approval, the Soldier let out a bark of laughter, releasing the other’s cock as he began to pull off his jacket and pants, happy to be able to free his own erection from the confines of his pants. No underwear, of course-men always went commando. Engineer didn’t exactly know what was going on-arousal always made him go unfocused about things. But he didn’t not notice the lack of a hand around him, or the other’s body nearby. The feeling of his goggles being pulled off didn’t pass by him either, and he struggled to keep them on, but to no avail-warm brown eyes were found out. Boxers were pulled down to his thighs, and suddenly Engineer felt a pair of strong hands pulling him and pushing him, and then before he knew it he was on his stomach, face pressed into the wooden floors of the red base. “You’ve got quite the ass, engie.†Soldier muttered, squeezing said flesh under his large hands, chuckling at the idea of what was to come next. Oh, he was going to go /far/ behind the enemy lines. Much far behind. But he was prepared-as all Soldiers should be. A small tube of lubricant was fished out of his jacket, and the RED went right away to smoothing it thickly over his weeping cock, not bothering to first prepare the other with his hands. Hands went to the hardhat’s hips, as Soldier pressed himself against the other’s most sacred hole. With a startling realization, Engineer tried to squirm away from his fate, but it was useless against the other’s strength. He was going to get fucked, weather he liked it or not. “Rrrready, PRIVATE?†shouted the Soldier, who braced himself to shove inwards. This wasn’t going to be gentle, not one bit. “No.. no, dangnabbit no!†Engineer cried out, jerking his body in another failed attempt to get free. “Well, now..†Soldier started, leaned forward to whisper hotly in the other’s ear. “That’s too damn bad.†Then came a sharp thrust forward, and Soldier felt bliss in the form of being balls deep in the enemy’s tight, sweet ass. Engineer let out a sharp cry, the pain of such an abrasive and unprepared entrance stretching his walls much more than they should be. His eyes stung, and he shut them, teeth grit as the throbs of pain continued. Soldier seemed a tad careless to this, and pulled out after a few moments of waiting, shoving back inwards again, moaning the other’s name. Again and again, more and more, he pushed and pulled, until he had a rhythm going that was nearly about to make the other cry. Harder and harder, Soldier went, although he was starting to get annoying that the other’s sounds weren’t as pleasant as he had wanted. In a mild attempt to fix this, the RED let one of his hands slip to the other’s chest, then to Engineer’s cock, giving it a few firm strokes. This seemed to help, being that a few moans slipped out amongst the cries of Engineer’s voice. But there was a better way to do this-and with a few angled thrusts, soldier found that way. Brown eyes flew open, and the BLU let out a yell, feeling as if electricity had come from some deep part of his core, and had spread all throughout his body in wonderfully erotic pulses. Again, Soldier hit that certain spot, and the hardhat was reduced to a wreck of moans and groans, begging the other to hit that spot again. And grinning, the RED did this, making the BLU cry out harder each time, unless he felt himself ready to come over the edge. “A-AH! Oh, god, Solly-I’mma.. I..†Voice choking up, the southerner suddenly felt the muscles in his groin tightening up, and with a beautiful arch of the body, he came with a cry of, “CREAMED GRAVY!â€