What's Under the Hood by Kurt
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Casey opened his eyes and found himself in a place he had never ever been before. He was still feeling really dizzy and weak and very confused. The last clear memory he had was of him working at his weekend job at the gas station. The job was kind of boring because the station was way out on Route 22 and they didn't get many cars through there any more because most people used the Thruway. Casey didn't mind because the quiet station let him keep up with his studies while he was working.
But then a couple of guys came in with a new car, looking for a lube job. Casey didn't mind. Lube jobs were easy. But after he had them pull the car into the garage, Casey remembered asking them what they had under the hood. The one called Chuckles laughed as he lifted up the hood so that Casey could see the new computer controlled engine. But then the other guy called Dagger came up behind Casey and all of a sudden Casey felt something like a bee sting on his neck. The next thing he knew he was trying to apologize to Dagger for holding onto him because Casey’s legs had turned to jelly and he couldn't stand up. Then he heard Chuckles laugh again and everything went dark.
And now he was lying on somebody’s bed. Casey tried to sit up and that was when he discovered the ropes that were all wrapped tightly around his arms and legs. “Hey! What the hell’s going on here?”
The door opened and Dagger and Chuckles walked in with big smiles on their faces. “Well, well Country Boy is finally awake. How'd you XXXX Country Boy?”
“You…! You did this to me! You'd better untie me right now or I’m going to call the police!” Casey threatened and tried to sound as mean as he could.
Chuckles laughed while Dagger XXXX Casey back onto the bed. “Nobody asked for your mouth kid!”
Strong hands grabbed Casey’s face and XXXX his mouth shut while those hands starting wrapping white tape all around over Casey’s lips and the back of his neck until his mouth was being hugged tightly shut.
“Get the camera Chuckles,” Dagger ordered.
Chuckles chuckled as he hurried out of the room. A few moments later he was back with one of those new digital cameras which he handed to Dagger with a pleased smile on his face.
“Okay Country Boy, you don’t have to smile, but you'd better hold still where I put you unless you want me to thump you some.”
Casey looked at the size of Dagger’s hard fist and felt his insides starting to squirm with fear. Casey didn't like to fight, and he didn't like being hurt, so he just let his whole body go numb while Dagger and Chuckles positioned his body this way and that and began shooting a flashXXXX into his eyes until finally –
“That’s enough,” Dagger decided.
Casey watched Dagger and Chuckles go out of the room and close the door tightly to keep him a prisoner. Poor Casey was completely confused. He had always been prepared for someone to come and rob the station. He already knew that he was just going to give them the money and hope that they went away without hurting him.
But he had never imagined that anyone would take him instead of the money. And why were they taking his picture? His family just ran a little store. They didn't have any real money to pay a ransom with. That’s why Casey had to work his way all through college. Maybe these guys didn't know that.
All of a sudden the door opened and Dagger and Chuckles came back in with their camera, and neither one of them was smiling.
“Sorry Country Boy,” Dagger told him. “But our customer wants to see what you've got under the hood.”
Under the hood? Under what hood? None of this made any sense to Casey.
Then Dagger’s big hand grabbed the confused Casey by the ropes wrapped around his chest and pulled him up into a sitting position. And then Dagger’s other big hand palmed Casey’s crotch and began unfastening his belt.
A completely shocked Casey screamed into his taped-over lips as loud as he could and he began to struggle as he tried to avoid the big hand that was touching him where he had never been touched before. Then he felt a cool blast of air across his crotch as those big hands ripped open Casey’s jeans and started pulling them down.
Casey screamed and screamed and shook his head from side to side while he tried to tell these two strangers that he didn't want anyone touching him there. But the more he struggled and screamed, the easier it was to pull those jeans down over Casey’s legs.
The heat of a warm blush rose over Casey’s cheeks and brought tears to his eyes. He didn't want this to happen! But he couldn't stop those strange hands from twisting his body this way and that, and he couldn't stop that flashXXXX from going off and taking pictures of his most private parts, and he could stop Chuckles from his insane chuckles that were cutting into Casey like a lash.
And then, just as quickly as it began, the flashXXXX stopped popping and those strange hands pushed Casey back down onto the bed. By then Casey was almost sobbing and feeling so weak and powerless.
“Don’t take it so hard, Country Boy,” Dagger advised. “If our customer likes these pictures, you're going to have a nice soft job inside. And if he doesn’t like them, you'll still have a job because it takes a lot of hard labor to keep that farm of his looking like an ordinary farm.”
Casey blinked some tears out of his eyes and then looked up to see Dagger standing over him with what looked like a ball of cotton and a hypodermic needle in his hands. “Now don’t flinch, this only hurts a little bit, and then you'll be on your way out into the country, Country Boy.”
THE END
Casey played by Rod
Photography by Caitiff
Date of Production: 04/14/2002