"Kid, you allergic to anything, like penicillin or aspirin?"
Todd felt the bed jiggle in a subtle rhythm. He shook his head no, not quite awake yet. Looking over his good shoulder he saw that the tank-sized man, who he never caught the name of, was shaking in his hand what looked like an old thermometer. It took only a second to catch on.
"No! _f_u_c_k_ that _s_h_i_t_, man...let me up..let me up... getoffameeee!!."
Todd's voice cracked and broke into a high squeak. A big hand in the middle of his back held him firmly in place. He was particularly helpless with one arm trapped in the sling and useless to him.
"Stay put! Sorry, Ansley, but this is all we have to work with. I'd use something else if I could, kiddo, believe me. And it gets worst. I'll tell you that right now. The only medicine I have is in these baby suppositories. So let's just get this over with quickly, okay?"
There was no way in hell Todd was going to let him play Doctor. He fought for all he was worth. He ended up not being worth much. He was at a complete disadvantage, he had an arm useless in a sling, and he was weak. Though desperation lended some strength. Just not enough. Not that the outcome would be different if he was 100%. This dude was strong as hell and he couldn't contend with the tank's bulk. He was losing and his body conspired against him right when he needed it most. He started coughing hard and his shoulder spasmed.
Jared had hoped the kid would cooperate. He had better chances of watching satellite TV than that happening. Jared just let him struggle and hoped he'd just wear down. He was kinda enjoying the view. He got a good look at Todd's tattoo. It was a Celtic design and "T" shaped that started in his low back and dipped down to the tip of line dividing his well-formed butt cheeks. Jared held him tighter and he was rewarded with a thrashing heel that grazed his chin. The tide really turned against the kid when it became clear that Todd was hurting himself struggling. Jared put an end to that.
"Todd, now quit. I mean it, kid. You're just dragging this out. We'd be done by now."
A blistering string of vulgar comments was all the response he got. Now getting pissed himself, he looked down the two smooth, pale, half moons across his lap. With no hesitation or reservation he raised his large palm and delivered several stinging spanks.
"That's enough of that! Now just settle down, Ansley. I mean it, kid, any more of that and I'll spank your white little ass good."
The kid held still, Jared did not for one minute believe the fight was over, but took the advantage of the cease-fire. He placed a hand on the pinked cheeks.
"There, that's better. I'm sorry kid, I really am, but we're stuck here, you're sick and this is all I have. So we have to make some sacrifices. I'm not too thrilled with the idea myself okay?"
That last was not quite the truth, looking down at how cute those pink cheeks looked. No, no real hardship here. But he truly did regret the humiliation Todd was feeling.
"Yeah? Well, you're not the one with your _f_u_c_k_ing ass in the air. So what sacrifice are you making, asshole?"
A huge hand rubbed his stinging backside. Todd flinched. "Good one, Todd," he thought to himself. "Just invite the Tank to beat your ass."
"Oooh......give up the urge to beat this pink ass, black and blue. Pretty big sacrifice don't you think, kid?"
Todd gulped back what he really wanted to say. As much as he wanted out of this, he wanted to avoid that hand more. Jared dipped the thermometer in the Vaseline and went to dab a small bit on the target. Todd clenched his cheeks as hard as he could. Passive resistance. Passive resistance? All that earned him was a mighty blow to his butt that made him yelp.
"_d_a_m_n_ it, Todd, relax, this antique is made of glass, you know."
That did the trick. Jared knew it couldn't break like that, but he doubted the kid knew that and got the reaction he hoped for. Todd relaxed his muscles. Jared wasted no time and slowly inserted the thermometer. Todd merely stiffened his back and groaned softly. Jared didn't say anything. He didn't know what he could say to take away the embarrassment. So he just rubbed the tight muscles of Todd's back and legs. Todd felt like...he didn't know what he felt. He did know that he did not like the way he felt lying over a stranger's lap with a thermometer sticking out of his ass. He felt angry, embarrassed ...hell, he felt like he might even cry. Something he rarely did....and never with anyone around to see it.
A few moments later Jared gently eased out the thermometer. He was glad he took the temperature. 103 degrees was nothing to sneeze at. Putting on the rubber dish gloves he found in the kitchen, Jared reached for the little bullets of antibiotics. The dosage was for an infant so he figured double would be right for a teenager. The calm cease-fire ended when he tried to nudge Todd's legs apart for insertion. Todd blew up again.
"No! Don't! I don't want it! _f_u_c_k_er, lemego!"
This time he earned himself more than just a few swats. His bottom was already a little sore from the first time. That huge rubber gloved palm cracked down on his ass hard and fast. It stung like hell. Normally Todd could handle pain well. Not this time, he was too weak and tired. He didn't cry, but he couldn't help but plead.
"OUCH! Stop! Ow.._s_h_i_t_..ow...please....mister,..ouuuuch...please...stop...I give. I give..okay."
Jared stopped and rearranged the kid on his lap. Ass up high and legs wide apart. The little pink pucker was doing just that, puckered tight for all its worth. Several more stinging slaps ended that.
"Boy.... I'm about to really wup your tail."
"OUCH...OUCH.._f_u_c_k_.. knock it off!..I'm sorry I'm sorry...okay?."
Jared raised his leg. Getting that now apple red, ass up a little higher and the legs a little wider he pressed the first suppositories against Todd's back entrance. Todd groaned a little and tried to thrust his hips forward, but offered no further resistance. Jared very gently pushed and the little bullet slid in. He popped the second right in behind the first. Jared pressed in with his finger ever so slightly. Just to make sure there would be no evacuation. These two soldiers were on a suicide mission.
Todd just groaned and grabbed a fist of bedding. After a few minutes Todd was released. He stood up, clearly unhappy and glared at Jared. The man was really big. Dark sandy-colored hair, not brown not blond either. Intense green eyes stared back out of a handsome but stern face. Clad in only sweats and socks, his broad shoulders were a mile wide, and cannon's, huge arms crossed against his very muscular chest. He had muscles on his muscles. He was really tall. Todd guessed around 6 foot 2. Taller maybe. Full six pact rippled stomach that dipped into a trim waste. He remembered what was under the sweat pants. Long legs that were heavily corded in muscle. And other parts he couldn't afford to think of right now. He was easily the most attractive man Todd had ever seen. Definitely the most intimidating. A confusing and dangerous combination.
Jared practically preened under the obvious perusal. Crossing his arms, purposely flexing his biceps. He knew what an imposing figure he could be. Using it to his advantage, he quirked a sandy eyebrow at Todd as if to ask....Well?
Todd, decided to chose the battle. He backed down...for now. Jared pointed to the bed. Todd climbed in. Then Jared picked up the plates of very cold food and left the room. Todd was almost asleep when the tank came back a while later with another plate of hot food and a mug of coffee.
Todd didn't say a word as he ate the eggs. They probably were good but he was too sick and upset to notice.
"Here take these, they should get that fever down."
A large hand held two aspirins. He took them and the coffee offered. He only sipped enough of the coffee to down them with.
"What? Don't you like coffee."
He hated the stuff. He shook his head.
Jared watched Todd eat the eggs like he was on autopilot. The kid only took a few bites and then set it down. Jared was satisfied that he had eaten enough to keep the aspirin from upsetting his stomach. He took the plates in the kitchen and washed them. Walking back into the bedroom he found Todd fumbling with the makeshift sling.
"Uncomfortable in bed?"
"Yeah... a little."
Jared bent and helped undo it. Then he stuck out his hand.
Todd stared at the huge hand offered and looked up at him confused.
"Todd Ansley. I'm Jared Sherman."
Todd shook the offered hand and mulled over the name. So the tank had a name. Sherman? Todd couldn't help the wry smile. Fitting totally fitting. Jared looked down into the huge brown eyes lit with amusement. Like at some private joke, at his expense, no doubt. Hell, the kid looked like he was about to bust out laughing. He placed a hand on Todd's forehead. Still warm.
"Something amuses you about my name, Ansley?"
Shaking his head, the mirth disappeared and was replaced again by the same wary, cold statement the kid always wore. Jared regretting saying anything, he would have liked to see that face happy, just once.
Todd slept most of the day. Later that afternoon, Jared woke him up. He had the thermometer and that _d_a_m_n_ little box. Todd decided after the last time there was no way he was going go through that again. Jared sensed the brewing storm in Todd. He held up a hand in warning. But Todd was already trying to get up from the bed. Just not fast enough. Jared had dumped the stuff down on the bed and had him rolled over face down.
Todd felt sluggish, like he was moving in slow motion. He had not a chance in hell against getting away from the big man.
"Todd, we don't need this. You sure as hell don't. Just work with me here."
Todd just struggled and kicked, trying to get out from under hold of Jared. Getting a little frustrated Jared just growled in his ear.
"Kid, don't fight me, I'll still get this done. You'll just have a sore butt to go along with it. Your choice."
Todd wasn't about to back down and fired the first shot.
"Go _f_u_c_k_ yourself."
"Uooo. tsk tsk. Poor choice kiddlet..tsk tsk. Not good at all."
Todd was dragged over the large lap with frightening ease and speed. Without preamble Jared began to rain down rapid, painful spanks to his bare cheeks. The earlier swats didn't compare to these. The more he struggled the harder Jared spanked. Todd bit down so hard on his tongue he thought he'd sever it. He tried to stick it out and not give the tank the satisfaction of any reaction, but that was just not possible. Jared spanked with hard, rapid, well-measured swats. It stung ..badly. Todd was losing the battle. He was just too weak to fight it and hold out. His resolve was slipping. He couldn't help but squirm under the painful rhythm. Tears prickled his eyes making him angry, and that's when he lost.
"OUCH....OUCH... Jared
kept it up until he was sure Todd was ready to cooperate. He looked
down on the bright red ass. The tattoo stood out in stark relief above
the red moons. "Ready to cooperate now, Todd?" The dark head just
jerked a nod. Tough little _s_h_i_t_. He knew the kid's butt was stinging.
His hand sure was. Adjusting Todd to his satisfaction, he paused a
moment to see if there would be any further struggles. Then took Todd's
tempt again. Still high. Well he would just have to check again in
the morning. Then he inserted the capsules one after the other, gently
but quickly enough to get it over with, for the kid. Groaning when
he felt the pressure against and then in his most private part, Todd
could only endure the humiliating doctoring. Holding Todd in position
to make sure all was secure a few moments, Jared then let go of Todd
who popped up like a jack in the box and did a little shivery dance.
Definitely feeling something unpleasant inside him. Coughing hard
the whole time. When he got his coughing under control, he let loose. "_s_h_i_t_!...man
that is sick... we ain't do'n that again, Jared. No _f_u_c_k_ing way.
So you can just shove that box... " That was as far as he got. Temper
flaring hot, Jared stood up to his full 6'3 and scowled down at the
kid. He felt for Todd. But he was not going to be dictated to by a
punk kid. It was time to shed some light for the brat. Grabbing him
by his stubborn jaw he forced him to look him right in the eye. Big
brown eyes glittered mutinously with unshed tears, back up at him.
He was going to have his hands full here. Todd didn't seem at all
intimidated by his size. In a way he liked and admired that. Todd
was intimidated. Hell, he was scared even. Todd knew how to keep his
fear from showing....well most of the time. "YOU are in no position
to tell me what we will and won't do. You ungrateful, little _s_h_i_t_!
You broke into my cabin, stole from me, nearly drove me off the road.
I bring you back here and patch you up and without so much as a thank
you. Let's get some facts straight right here and now. Fact one, I'm
the one giving the orders here. Fact two, you're too banged up and
sick to do much about anything. Fact three, we are going to repeat
that...again tomorrow and the next day, until you're well or we run
out. Which ever comes first. So the only place that box is getting
shoved, is right up your sweet little backside." Todd swallowed
hard. He kept his eyes glued to the green ones drilling into his own.
He was backed into a proverbial corner. He remained calm on the outside
but inside his mind was racing and calculating various tactics and
tossing them all out as fast as they came in. Todd knew he didn't
have a chance against the human tank. Even on his best day he was
outmatched and out-muscled. What was it Jared said a second ago. Something
about his "sweet, backside." Something clicked. Ice cold understanding
froze his brain. He should have guessed. With as much bravado as he
could muster in this situation, he puffed up his own chest. The amusement
in those _d_a_m_n_ green eyes snapped his own temper. He jerked out
of the man's hold. "Yeah...I get it. You played the hero and now
you want your medal. I've seen your type plenty, dude. Some lonely
sick _f_u_c_k_ who wants to play Doctor or Daddy want'n a li'l slap
and tickle." Todd had never been spanked, except for just a few
moments ago. If it was a little slap and tickle this guy wanted...no
way, that was no tickle he just got. "So how do you want it? I'm
in no shape for indoor sports, in case you haven't noticed, so it's
either a blow job or a hand job, mister, or do you get off on just
watching? Makes little difference to me as long as it gets me out
of here. But get this, I ain't no one's boy toy." Jared was floored.
Totally incapable of thought for a moment, he just gaped at Todd's
emotionless face, the kid acted like he had offered nothing more than
the special of the day. Stunned at what had just come out of the boy's
mouth. What kind of monster did this kid think he was. He was disgusted
and wholly offended. Anger, white hot thundered in his brain. Todd
messed up. The look on the tank's face said as much. Jaw clenched
so hard a muscle ticked by the left ear. Todd's bravado crumbled beneath
the glare of those green eyes. Todd for a moment envisioned flames
igniting in their depth. The tank advanced on him. Todd tried to move
and he stumbled backward and nearly fell, would have, but for the
cat-like reflexes of the man who grabbed him firmly around the waist.
Todd closed his eyes and waited for the worst. Nothing...nothing at
all. Opening them he looked up into the face that was just inches
away from his. It was more relaxed but still very stern looking. "Finished?" Todd
nodded silently and tried to swallow. Jared started chewing him out,
never raising his voice, just in a low growl. Worst than any yelling,
much more frightening. Advancing on Todd, backing him up to the bed
the whole way. "Good!......Boy Toy? What would a little boy like
you know of that? As for your services..." Todd felt the mattress
behind his knees and fell back on the bed. The tank right with him.
He found himself almost pinned beneath the massive body. Shivers ran
down his spine. Not all of which were caused by fear. Jared stretched
his long frame over the boy's. Supporting himself on strong arms.
Close but not so close to actually put pressure on the kid's shoulder.
He purposely looked him over like a cat toying with a mouse just before
devouring it. He could feel the shudder that went through Todd's body
and there was real fear in his eyes. Good, he planned on using that
to make a lesson out of this. "While your body may be.. ummmmm, fine,
little man. Your under age, and I don't go for children no matter
how tasty. But someone else would. Or have they, Toddy? Does someone
know just how tasty your body is...hummmm?" Todd shook his head
convulsively. He was really scared now. "Scared, Todd?" Nodding
again. "Good." Jared's voice switched from sickly sweet to cold
as ice. He got up off the kid and glared down at the confused face.
Stupid, stupid little brat. "That was a really stupid thing to do.
Just remember that feeling next time you want to bluff. There will
always be someone out there who will call your bluff, Todd, so you
better be ready to ante up. Might not let you off so easy. I don't
need or want a boy toy. And I had better not EVER hear that kind of
talk from you again. Because you will regret it big time. I promise
you. Not now or ever will I put up with that kind of talk. Clear,
TOYBOY? Todd felt sick to his stomach but got the words to come
out, "Yeah ..we're clear. " Jared then left him alone in the room.
Hot tears of shame and fear threatened to spill down Todds face as
he pulled on his sweats. He was having a hard time getting control
of his emotions. Jared felt like a real ass. The kid was sick, hurt
and scared. And too _d_a_m_n_ reckless. It was not like him to lose
it like that. But the kid had a knack for bringing out the ass in
him. Todd was loosing another battle. One against himself. His butt
was still a bit sore, he was feeling very sorry for himself. He felt
sick and weak. He couldn't help the small sniffles and angrily brushed
at his eyes. No way was he going to cry in front of Jared. Jared
heard the small sniffles, he tried to ignore them but he just couldn't.
The kid had to be feeling pretty scared after what he did. He walked
back into the bedroom. Todd was sitting on the edge of the bed looking
out the window. Todd looked up at him. His beautiful brown eyes flooded
to the brink with tears the kid wouldn't let come. "Hungry?" "No." Jared
didn't think he would be. He could hear the tears in Todd's voice.
Tough guy to the end. He pressed Todd back down on the mattress. Todd
just curled up in a wooden ball. His conscience pricked him. He didn't
know what it was about the kid, but he couldn't just leave him there
all miserable. He laid down on the bed next to Todd's huddled body.
He felt Todd's body stiffen when he pulled him up close. Todd tried
to jerk out of his arms. The tender contact was a shock and all too
comforting for a tough loner like Todd to except. Todd moaned and
squirmed from the discomfort of his shoulder. He couldn't lie on either
side without some pain. Jared just rolled on his back bringing Todd
up on top of him. Todd's squirming increased. Jared gave his ass a
hard smack in warning. "Just relax, Todd, I'm just holding you.
Nothing else. Now just get some sleep." "_f_u_c_k_ off. I don't
want or need your...whatever this is." Jared let out a big sigh. "I'm
sorry..Todd. I was an ass...okay?. So just shut up and go to sleep." Todd
was too weak to break out of the tanks arms, he gave in. Todd was
comfortable once he did relax. Lying on top of the huge body felt
good and warm. A spicy scent touched his nose, this position didn't
bother the shoulder at all. Lying there, felt oddly safe. He couldn't
help it but he felt like crying again. Safe was not something he felt
often and even more rarely in the arms of someone. Jared didn't'
hear a peep out of the kid, but he knew he was crying. He could feel
the dampness on his chest from silent tears. Not wanting to do anything
to disturb Todd, instinct told him that the kid would just stifle
his emotions deeper. So he just rubbed his back. Very gently, until
the tears stopped and he could hear the little up tight snores coming
from the slightly open mouth. A mouth that just a little bit ago spewed
such filth. Adjusting himself to a more comfortable spot, taking care
to move slowly he looked down at his chest. Todd was out like a light.
Poor little rebel had a rough day. Mostly of his own making but a
tough one none the less. He was a whole other kid in slumber. Sweet
and angelic. Must be the horns that held up the halo Jared thought
as he drifted off himself, arms around the small sleeping form nuzzling
on top of him.
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