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18 August 2007 @ 12:51 am

Bumblebee was a trained soldier, the groups fearless and dependable scout, able to protect and defend his charge and friends without a moments hesitation against enemy threats. At this moment, however, he did not know whether he should be thanking his creators or cursing them. Sam had gone to the store with his mother two days ago and had purchased something called: Automotive Leather Wipes, and where they left his interior clean and shiny, it also allowed his human to run his small teasing fingers over it at the most odd times. Currently they were at a ridiculously long traffic light and Sam had pulled the container out of the glove box and had proceeded to rub down the parts of his dash that could be reached and still stay in his seatbelt. This constant teasing over the past two days, with no sign of release, had Bumblebee’s circuits about to crash and not in the fun way.


Sam quickly pulled his hands away from the dash and grabbed the steering wheel, driving them through the now green light. The human gave the wheel a pat with his hand as he continued down the road.
“Can’t stop now Bee. We have to return this movie before I get stuck paying late fees and then we got to get to that meeting tonight. Can’t be late again.”
Bee’s engine let out a frustrated sound before his voice sounded through the radio, “the only reason we were late to the last meeting was because you were being unnecessarily upset over seeing the other Autobots so soon after the whole carwash incident.”

The Camaro didn’t even need to see use his sensors on the human to know that the boy was blushing a red brighter than Optimus’s painted flames and the feeling of Sam squirming from discomfort at the memory was not hard to miss. The tone of outright indignation almost bordering on anger from the boy’s voice did not go unnoticed either.
“I thought we had that unspoken promise about not bringing that up?!!”
“You just mentioned it yourself, Sam.”
“I didn’t mention it, I was talking about the last meeting not that!”
“Since we were late to that meeting because of said incident I do not understand why you should be so distraught.”
“It was embarrassing, okay.”
“What was so embarrassing about it. Your neighbors believed you were simple doing manual labor.”
“You could have warned me that that could happen!”
“I do recall telling you that it was a very enjoyable experience it‘s not my fault that you do not listen.”
“Enjoyable, Yes! Not that it would bring you and your friends OFF!”

The sharp turn of the camaro’s form had Sam shutting up and being tossed into the door as Bee pulled them into a nearby parking garage and drove up to the second floor. The car pulled into a parking spot, turned it’s engine off and went silent. Sam reached his left hand up and rubbed at the pain in his scalp from where his head had impacted the window before looking around. Bee had chosen an area of the parking garage relatively deserted and the front and side were facing a corner. He reached down and tried to undo his seatbelt only to have the buckle not work.
“Bee, what are you doing, let me out.”
“No Sam!”

“Does the thought that you brought me to and over the brink of pleasure really disgust you that much, human,” Bumblebee’s voice sounded scratchy and upset through the radio speakers, “because I remember not even an Earth’s month ago on the side of the road you were begging and screaming for me to touch you!”

Sam closed his eyes, relaxing back into the seat which was a hard thing to do as the mere memory of that night had him squirming in arousal, add in that Bee was using that serious voice and it was taking all he could do not to pant. Now wasn’t the time, not with the ‘bot sounding so angry and hurt. Instead he brought his left hand up and began to run his fingers gently up and down the door’s handle, taking a moment to try and gather his thoughts so he wouldn’t say something else to further upset the already short tempered robot.

“It’s not that Bee. God, I love you! It’s just that I didn’t realize just how MUCH that a carwash effects you and to do that with the others and not realize that…! I don’t regret doing it! It’s just kind of embarrassing.”
“I told you from the beginning that I was not comfortable with the idea of you washing the others.”
“I know, Bee. I know. If anything I thought it would be like giving you guys a massage, helping you guys to relax a bit, “Sam let out a faint chuckle of amusement, “sure caught me off guard when all the car alarms started to go off.”

They both became silent, the mood lightened by Sam’s attempt at humor. The human relaxed farther into the seat and closed his eyes, letting his mind replay some of the memories from his last two encounters with Bee. Something the robot had said when the others had left after the whole carwash fiasco made him pause.
“Yes Sam?”
“You once said that cause of all the hard years of battle you all had learned to just enjoy watching someone getting pleasured and not having to be the one receiving…”
“That is correct”
“How long has it been since someone did that for anyone of you?”

Bumblebee paused for a moment to access his memory drive and then answered, “Our war has been raging for several millennia, Sam. Since we became a unit, there was really no time apart and even less time without actually being in a fight. I would give a rough time limit of a little over two hundred years… with the exception of an accessional one night stand with another autobot just passing through.”
“So your saying that I was probably the first person to comfort you guys…in that way… in two hundred years?”
“Give or take a few years, but yes.”
“God, Bee! And I get upset if I can’t … and you all…and I’m acting like I hated the idea… Optimus and the others must’ve been so upset with me afterwards for freaking out like I did!”

“They understand that there are some cultural differences between our races Sam that will lead to misunderstandings and the other Autobots all care for you very much and you know that I love you and will stay by you no matter what, even when you have been an annoying tease as of late.”
Sam led out a soft hum of contentment as he turned his head and nuzzled the seat but didn‘t say anything else. Bumblebee checked his internal clock and let out a cybertronian curse as he realized how late it had gotten.

“Sam we had better hurry, we might not make it to the movie rental store before it closes!”
Sam reached out a his right hand and rested it calmingly over the gearshift preventing it from moving.
“You know Bee, we don’t have to return it right now. They have that late night drop box for a reason, I’m sure we can always just drop the movie off after the meeting.”
Bee settled at that and returned his sensors fully to his human, reclining the seat back and letting the boy relax for a bit before he began to slowly tighten the seatbelt.

Sam simply let himself relax, closing his eyes and enjoying the quiet alone time with his best friend. Or at least he tried too, before the seatbelt tightened over his waist to the point where that it didn’t hurt but he couldn’t really move.
“You have been purposely teasing me for the past two days, Sam. I believe that it’s time I got something more than your light touches.”
The boy’s shy confusion had him quickly scanning the surrounding area to insure their privacy would not be interrupted before turning his firmest tone through the radio speakers, “ you said that you enjoy when I take charge over you, give you commands to follow. I will be doing so now. Remove your shirt!”

Sam body tensed up sharply, his pheromone level raising amazingly high in so little amount of time, before the boy managed to get his arms to move in a near jerky fashion and reached down to try and pry the hem of his shirt out from under the restraining seatbelt. Having successfully pulled it free, he arched his back and managed to completely remove it before tossing it carelessly back into the backseat. Bumblebee’s engine made a slight whirr noise of appreciation for the view and the sensation of skin against his leather.
“Now remove you lower coverings!”

Letting the safety restraint loosen, but not enough to allow the boy to sit up, only some bodily squirming as Sam worked to undo his jeans and then moved his legs to push the pants and boxers down to bunch past his knees. Sam was panting by now, moving his body in a way so that he could feel the wonderful caress of leather against his whole backside.
“You like hearing me talk to you Sam?”
“Yes! Bee, Please!”
“I could bring you off by simply talking to you couldn’t I? I would never even have to lay a finger on you or even permit you to touch yourself.”
Sam gasped out, “Yes, Oh God, Bee!”

“We’ll try that later then,” the promise in Bee’s voice almost had Sam weeping, “this time, however, I want to get as much enjoyment as I can by watching you.”
The buckle let out a faint click sound as it unlatched itself and the seatbelt pulled itself back into the car’s wall where the metal met it’s place with a distinct clink of finality that had brought a moan from the human’s lips.
“I want you to pleasure yourself Sam. I want you to know that I will have all sensors, except those needed for keeping a lookout for danger, focused completely on your progress. You will be screaming by the time you’re done,” Bumblebee promised as he tried to keep his voice in that firm tone that he knew Sam enjoyed, though finding it so hard with the human squirming and rubbing wantonly against his interior.

The boy began rubbing his fingers up and down his chest, pausing from time to time to trace around and pinch his allowing a hiss to escape his throat. His back arching up and rubbing against the leather as he squirmed. He slowly began to run his hands down his stomach, trying to take as long as he could hold out. Since Bee was watching, he wanted to try and put on a show for the autobot. He worked his hands down to his thighs, using his nails to scratch lightly at the tender flesh.
“Oh Bee!”

Bumblebee was frantic, he had already been near overload for the past two days. He wasn’t sure just how much longer he was going to last, but he wanted to hold out as long as possible. Hopefully until the boy reached his climax so that he could save all of this events to his memory. He knew the instant that Sam had stopped teasing both of them and had wrapped the fingers of his left hand around his penis, the right moving to rub over the passenger seat. What caught the robot off guard, however, was that Sam moved into a sitting position, leaning his forehead against the steering wheel. His lips just about the autobot symbol as the boy gasped, panted, and made the most incredible sounds of pleasure that had Bee scrambling through his radio only really setting on a soft static.

He was almost there. Sam didn’t want this to just be about him though. Through the haze to what was left of his brain, he reached his right hand into the still open glove compartment and popped open the flip-lid for the leather wipes. His hands clutched at two and tugged them sharply out of the container. He moved his left hand, now wrapped in said wipes around the steering wheel and began to pump his hands around he wheel structure in time with the movements of his left hand on himself, only pausing from time to time to rub down the steering column behind the wheel.
“Oh SPARK, SAM!!!”
“BEE! I’m…so…pant…close…”

“Close…so close…,” Sam cried as he tightened his grip of both hands. Sam suddenly tensed and let out a scream as his seed shot up to cover his chest and the wheel, his right hand tightened to the point that his knuckles went white but with the slippery cleaner covered wipes they let his hand slide down in a tight near downward pump motion that had Bee’s alarm sounding and his harsh robotic voice crying out in cybertronian through the car speakers.

The human’s body relaxed and went limp, falling back into the reclined seat as he was left a gasping pile of satisfied human goo. The car alarm slowly faded until all that was left was silence as both tried to catch their breath and regain their composure.
“I love you Sam.”
The boy just let out a tired smile and turned his head to place loving kisses and nips onto the headrest underneath him. Bee let his frame shiver at Sam’s loving touches so soon on his overly sensitized sensors.

Sam reached down and shimmied himself back into his pants before sitting up again, letting Bee adjust the seat for his posture.
“Shit! Bee how the hell are we going to pay to leave? If they have security at the exit to the garage then they are going to expect me to pay them.”
“Do you not have change in your wallet, Sam?”
The human refastened his seatbelt and shook his head in the negative.
“No and I can’t store change in here, you saying something about it being embarrassing to jingle from the sound of loose coins while in the middle of a fight.”

Bee started the engine up and pulled back out, heading for the parking garage’s exit. The robot seeing the mentioned security human lazily sitting in the small booth quickly did a scan and made a delighted trill noise as he sent out an frequency pitch that allowed the yellow and black striped stop bar to raise without question and permitting the car to speed through without slowing down or stopping. Sam left out a laugh as he looked through the back window to see the security guard spitting out his coffee in surprise at their antics.
“We have missed the closing of the store, but we can make it to the autobot meeting early Sam if we head there now.”
Sam turned back and let himself relax again into the seat.
“Well lets go Bee.”

Rating: R/NC-17
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Summary:Sam has bought some car cleaning wipes and uses them to tease Bee with. Bee short fused by the constant teasing accidentally brings up the time that Sam having washed all of the autobots. Sam in his embarrassment says something that hurts the soldier’s feelings and takes Sam into a parking garage leading to an argument. After which Sam realizes that hardship of war and Bee gets to enjoy after fight sex with his human before going to the nights meeting.
Dedicated to: maomarty and a whole bunch of people who commented about a sequel to my sequel for: RoadSide Assistance and Working at the Carwash
Note: I'll try and have the fourth part up by Sunday as an apology for this one taking so long.
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red_wasabi89red_wasabi89 on August 18th, 2007 05:08 am (UTC)
*drools* I think you just broke my brain...do it again!
Skydive: Bee's Stickkurichi_chan on August 18th, 2007 05:12 am (UTC)

That was so hot!! I've been waiting for this and I'll be looking forward to the sequel.

Amazing! *fans herself*
The_Infamous_Katiruka_tsuki on August 18th, 2007 05:35 am (UTC)
...I love your writing. holy spit....This is one of those things where you say "I wonder what they'll do next!"

Wonderfully written....m....staying with me when I go to sleep....
Ra Jollyreigningfyre on August 18th, 2007 08:29 am (UTC)
::pats you on the back:: I like it very much! MMhhmm, very much indeed.

blackiesdungeonblackiesdungeon on August 18th, 2007 09:17 am (UTC)
*purrsdeeply* so erotic :) perhaps you can write something with more interaction ? :) bee always brings sam with his voice, perhaps you can let him use his body to pleasure sam ? :) (hm ... you keep me thinking, sam seems to understand, that it is not embarrassing, when the other bots look at him and bee, but pleasures them ? :) perhaps they let them look, while have sex ? :) (just a little plotbunny :) ..)

*hugs*, bye, Blackie ^^...
 Lunar Fox Wolfen: Panicyukihoshino on August 18th, 2007 02:14 pm (UTC)
*laughing* Dude, stop reading my brain! That's the point of the fourth story...
blackiesdungeonblackiesdungeon on August 18th, 2007 02:45 pm (UTC)
ups ... sorry ^^.. *hugsdeeply* can't wait for more :)))

bye, Blackie ^^..
Emynervepillen on August 18th, 2007 12:21 pm (UTC)
... Gargle.

I just took a shower, dammit!
im_unlovedim_unloved on August 18th, 2007 12:33 pm (UTC)


*collects broken bits of brain.*
speechie42: Barricadespeechie42 on August 19th, 2007 03:02 am (UTC)
Oh wow. That was absolutely delicious. ^^
vampsbware on August 19th, 2007 05:55 am (UTC)
lol!!!! I love it!! You've got to write another, they are absolutely awesome.
There's no obvious, rational form for sadness...: Kyo-cakemardigrasmaven on September 1st, 2007 01:25 am (UTC)
Oh my... *dies* that was rather.... sexily... hot... I'm happy they could come to an understanding, have their fun and then make it out the garage without having to pay XD

(Anonymous) on March 24th, 2008 03:38 pm (UTC)
Please please please do another!!
Trinitrinipedia on June 12th, 2008 10:39 pm (UTC)
I opened a new livejournal and started getting interested by other fandoms...I totally forgot the BeexSam! Shame on me!!

Has been almost a year, my life has changed in so many ways...but I just discovered I'm still addicted to this fandom as the first day.

I love you so much!

Keep on writing, pretty please!!!
joyfullscrolljoyfullscroll on August 9th, 2008 07:41 pm (UTC)
*Fan self to cool down* Whoa. U sure do know how to write and tension filled fic! Bra-vo! Now u have me wondering about what's Next! Geez will I survive this series?
joyfullscroll: Shoes? Fit of Joyjoyfullscroll on August 24th, 2008 06:48 pm (UTC)
As stated, I read the whole series to date... re-reading again! Mercy what a Series!

This is one of the few out there that show Bee w/Sam in Car and Robot form! Not many do so.
escagirlukescagirluk on September 4th, 2008 05:49 pm (UTC)
...that kid in your icon. He looks familiars. And so does the book.

Is that Bastion and the Neverending Story?! O.O (Side note: totally want the auryn as a tattoo.)
joyfullscrolljoyfullscroll on September 12th, 2008 04:16 pm (UTC)
Oh Yes this IS Bastian from Never Ending Story. The auryn would make an Awesome Tattoo! Loved that movie as well!