Hand Job (Transformers, Bumblebee/Sam, R)

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Title: Hand Job
Author/Artist: queenoftheskies
Rating: R
Warnings: jerking off
Word count: 288
Prompt: - Transformers Movie, Bumblebee/Sam: hand fetish - "hold me up, hold me down"
A/N: This prompt is for June 9. I apologize for its tardiness. I got a new job and am behind on everything.


“No, no, no.” Sam shook his head. “That’s not how you do it.”

Bumblebee cocked his head, zoomed in on Sam’s lower extremities. It seemed oddly important to the human for him to learn to do it right. Right by human standards. Mech standards were completely different. He grinned, wondering if he dared teach Sam to do it the Cybertronian way. On second thought, the boy might not have enough similar equipment for that.

Giving the Autobot a look of disdain, Sam grabbed his cock in his fists and pumped, gently at first, then harder and faster until the length of flesh quivered and Bumblebee detected an acceleration in the human’s breathing and heart rate.

“Hold me up, hold me down.” Sam gasped, closed his eyes, seeming oblivious to everything around him.

Something in the energy he generated by the simple motion excited the Autobot, made him more anxious to give it another try.

Sam groaned, panted, pumped harder, faster until his body spasmed and a stream of white spewed from the tip of his penis. He doubled over, gasped, pumped one more time. “Oh. Oh, oh, oh. Oh, that was good. Oh.”

Bumblebee raised one eyebrow and resisted the urge to laugh. If it was an overload Sam wanted, that was something the Autobot could best him at, hands down. “That’s all you’ve got?”

“What?” Sam looked up at him, incredulous. “What do you mean is that all I’ve got?”

The Autobot cracked his mechanical knuckles, flexed limber fingers. Earth wasn’t as bad as he’d originally expected. “Watch this. As you humans say on Earth…” Under Sam’s instruction, he’d worked on learning a wide variety of human slang and clichés, “You ain’t seen nothing yet.”