Whenever Rattletrap the Clockwerk had some time of his own, he always preferred spending that free time either cleaning his equipment or double checking his trinkets several times to make sure everything was working. Today was hot as usual and Rattletrap could feel it more than anyone else due to his heavy armor, thus taking off his helmet felt so good he couldn't help but groan in satisfaction. Rattletrap enjoyed feeling the cool breeze upon his buzzed hair and sweaty brow, even more so when he applied a wet towel to it. "Ya enjoying the weather Rattletrap?" a voice came from his side. The armored man looked where it came from and saw an enormous man standing before him, he had to tilt his head up in order to see it was just Tusk who came for a visit.

"Oh yes!" said Rattletrap, jumping off the bench to greet his friend. In the battle against the Radiant that had just ended some ten minutes ago, Ymir and Rattletrap had been fighting on the same side and won the clash, thanks to their ability to work together well enough. "I should have installed an air conditioner in this thing shouldn't i?" he continued with a chuckle. Ymir just shrugged, not understanding any of this technical talk. "Say, i had this-a fine brew ta drink but you know, it always taste-a bettah with a friend?" Rattletrap had been too into his technical ways of thinking since the battle was over, his armor needed to be dented some buckles and greased up again but eventually connected that it was a social interaction. Meanwhile Tusk was enjoying the sight of Clockwerk without his helmet; he found the short man handsome especially with his brow gleaming of sweat as well as his short beard neatly trimmed to fit his odd helmet. "Ah! Well if you insist-" began Rattletrap and Ymir nodded. "Of course of course. Well, I was going to clear this of blood and all but okay." Rattletrap didn't want to admit that while he was very clever and skilled when it came to mechanics and how his armor was working, his social skills was something different and he didn't want to say no to practicing it. "Ah but keep da helmet of ya." said Ymir to stop the Clockwerk from putting on his helmet again. "Huh? But i can promise you, it's well made gears can open and close the mouth part just fine. See?" said Rattletrap and displayed that the mouth part could indeed be opened. But Ymir just sighed and rolled his eyes in their sockets.

"So Rattletrap, a fine fight we had out there eh?" said Ymir after they had gotten to a small tent where Ymir was staying. Since Ymir came from a place that was cold, Rattletrap only found it natural that he had brought some of that chill with him in form of the keg of alcohol that stood on a table inside. Rattletrap found it very curious why it was radiating cold mist but he was knocked out of his fascination by Ymir's hand resting on his shoulder. "Oh yes! Especially how you came in and saved me from that... Ghostly creature, yes. Those big arms of yours just - Bam! - Right in the face haha!" said Rattletrap imitating the fight by punching with his hand into his empty palm, chuckling thinking that he had made a good joke. Ymir chuckled as well. "Ah but i did almost-a strain my back in that manuever..." he said and sat down heavily in the bed, walking past the keg completely. "Oh dear oh dear. Maybe i shouldn't have asked for your help then Ymir if you hurt yourself." said Rattletrap, feeling a little awkward suddenly. "It's fine. Why don't ya come and join my company here?" said Ymir and patted the spot next to him. "Ah i see, i read in a book that close friends can make things much better." Clockwerk who failed to pick up the subtle hints sat down next to his big friends still wearing his armor on. There was a moment of silence between the two of them but it was broken when Ymir suddenly laid his arm around Rattletrap's back to get him closer to his huge body. "Uh, could this be that term i once skimmed through about relationships...?" mused Rattletrap more to himself when Tusk began to stroke his face, breathing slowly but heavily with a pleasant smile. "Somethin' like dat." Ymir said and continued.

Rattletrap couldn't help but enjoy this kind of encounter, Ymir's hand was so large and soft to the touch and he didn't realize he was smiling widely to the attention. "I see you're enjoying this." said Ymir, stroking the short little man from his brow all the way to where the suit began. Rattletrap nodded and tried hugging Ymir back but his short arms only reached less than halfway of Ymir's mighty frame. "Yes, your hand is so soft Ymir." he said, smiling up towards the big man. Ymir noticed the smile and their eyes were locked for the moment until he leaned down to kiss Rattletrap on his cheek. While Clockwerk felt awkward with social experiences, he wasn't a stranger to this kind of attention as he and Boush once done it. "Oohoohoo Ymir!" he giggled, feeling that he was blushing up strongly. "Stop it!" he continued to giggle but Ymir didn't relent, he was having alot of fun teasing his short little friend. So much fun that he lifted him up before him with armor and all so Clockwerk's lowerbody was hanging freely. Slowly Ymir brought Rattletrap in and kissed him on his lips slowly and the little man's giggling ceased. "Ymir..." mused Rattletrap in pleasure and tasted his lips. "I don't think i ever thanked you for saving my skin out there you know." "Ah no need ta thank me." said Ymir and put Rattletrap back down in his lap. "But... Why don't ya take off that clunky armor? There are other ways ta repay friends you know." said Ymir lustfully while a wide smile crept onto his face.

While Rattletrap began to take off his armor which was an easy task for him since he did so on daily basis, Ymir had taken off his clothes as well and sat on the edge of the bed in just his tight looking underwear that detailed his bulge perfectly, legs spread far apart. With the last boot off, Rattletrap stood before Ymir in just a pair of shorts, foul smelling socks and a well used tanktop that hung low enough to show his hairy chest. Ymir motioned for the short Clockwerk to come closer and when he did, Ymir helped with removing the rest of his clothes until Rattletrap sat down next to Tusk again wearing only his briefs. "We taking a nap?" asked Rattletrap curiously. He wouldn't mind a nap with someone as big as Tusk, he was very friendly towards him and he would feel safe so close to him. Ymir chuckled at the fact Rattletrap could be a genius when it came to machinery but yet so ignorant towards more inmate acts.

Tusk shuffled back in the bed and lay down comfortably and when Rattletrap didn't follow at once, he motioned for him by waving his finger teasingly. "Come here now." he said sweetly. Once again Rattletrap was abit of a loss in this kind of situation; there were no books or manuals that could tell him what to do here. Figuring that his huge friend wanted to continue kissing perhaps, Rattletrap crawled towards him and climbed up on his great stomach. "Oh my, this is rather soft..." he said smiling sheepishly from sitting on Tusk. Ymir who had at this point gotten tired by his failed attempts at subtility sighed. "Listen, if ya feel as bad as ya say for me almost hurtin' my back out there savin' ya. Ya can make up for it by pleasin' me." The two men fell silent for awhile as Rattletrap's mind worked hard to connect everything that had happened since meeting with Tusk. The invitation for a drink that didn't happen, a friendly stroking that turned into a sweet kiss, the fact that Ymir stripped him of clothes and the way he sat down on the bed, it all made since to Rattletrap finally. "Oh I get it!" he exclaimed suddenly and laughed nervously. "You want to get naughty underneath the blankets, ahaha I understand now." Tusk just sighed and thought that this would have been so much easier if he had walked up to Mangix instead or perhaps even Rigwarl, fully tired of having to explain what was as obvious as the sun he placed one of his mighty hand behind Rattletrap's head and shoved his face down on his breast.

"Suck." heard Rattletrap a commanding tone say and after the initial reaction and realization, Rattletrap felt compelled to do what he was told to. "Mmm..." Ymir breathed out deeply through his nose as the little man on his stomach began to suck his nipple slowly and careful first. At first Rattletrap was unsure how to please the great man but just a moment after a few test licks and suckle, an intense wave of inner lust overwhelmed his logical way of thinking and for the sake of curiosity he let that lust be in control of him. "Ooooh..." moaned Ymir, his breathing slowly increasing in speed after Rattletrap had firmly clasped his lips onto his nipple and sucked with as much intensity he could perform. Ymir had to admit after a while that it had been a good idea to take Rattletrap in, his smaller lips and tongue preformed with such accuracy and dexterity that he once moaned out loud of pleasure. Rattletrap had no idea that pleasing such a huge man like Tusk could be so wonderful and even if he was quiet except a few weak moans of pleasure, his loins felt like they were on fire and he hadn't been this hard in month. Feeling satisfied with Tusk's nipple, he rose up with his head and tasted his lips a few times to find Tusk smiling with eyes closed. He had gotten himself comfortable Rattletrap could see with his large hands resting underneath his head, making the odor from his armpits obvious to Rattletrap's nostrils. Curiosity at its peak, Rattletrap couldn't resist closing in on the source of the odor that wasn't a pleasant smell but somehow convincing his entire body that he enjoyed it.

"Dirty little boy ain't ya?" said Ymir, opening his eyes suddenly to see what the little man was doing. Feeling compelled once again by his wonderful body and the powerful scent of pure masculinity that Rattletrap had never experienced before, he opened his mouth and gave the sensitive pit a lick with his tongue, shuddering by the salty taste. He continued to motion several time with excitement further building up from the taste, scent and Ymir moaning pleasingly. Ymir who was experiencing wonderful ecstasy lowered down his large arm, effectively locking Rattletrap into his armpit only to release him when he was pleased. "Y-Ymir!" moaned Rattletrap but his plead was muffled by both Ymir's arm and moans. "Mmm Rattletrap, ya be good at this!" he said and laughed, taking the opportunity to slap Rattletrap on his ass. It made him yelp from the sudden pain which in terms caused him to inhale more wonderful scents of sweat and musk, Rattletrap's body grew weaker by the moment and his eyes began to cross. He loved every second of it.

Satisfied with Rattletrap's performance, he let the shorter man shuffle back a few steps to take in the fact his face was covered with a thick layer of sweat and musk scents. "Ya like that didn't ya? Why don't ya continue down here boy?" said Ymir and patted his crotch. Normally Rattletrap would have considered it but lust was burning like a furnace and his excitement was at its peak. He caught on quickly this time and once again Ymir made himself comfortably while Rattletrap knelt down between Ymir's legs. Down here the scents and musk was stronger, almost powerful enough to make him feel dizzy but it didn't stop him from pressing his nose against Ymir's inner thigh.

Slowly he began to tease Ymir's inner thigh with his small tongue, stinging it lightly like a bee to make the man purr in pleasure to eventually place the flat of it on the rough surface. Rattletrap spiraled with his tongue around the area, kissing it now and then so that only after a short while his bearded chin and mouth was wet from all the saliva. Ymir's lustful moans and constant squirming was like music to his ears and feeling lured by the scents coming from Ymir's crotch, Rattletrap inched his way further and further in. Unable to control his urges anymore, Ymir grabbed hold of his new pleasurer's head and buried his face into his crotch, growling of ecstasy as his muscular body flexed and strained. When Rattletrap was forced to breathe in one more time, he was instantly overwhelmed by the intense male musk and other scents that made him feel dizzy. But he needed just a short pause until he was ready again to rub his face across Ymir's manhood and the musk that had been almost repulsive first felt almost welcoming now to his nostrils and loins. “Hang on.” Said Ymir and reluctantly moved away Rattletrap’s head from his crotch. He then shuffled around on the spot with sounds of excitements and Rattletrap dodged downwards as the smelly and saliva stained underwear flew towards the ground somewhere. Rattletrap’s face went wide with glee from the gigantic stiff cock only an inch from his face and this time, he didn’t need to hear Ymir tell him what to do. As soon as he saw his big friend get comfortable again, Rattletrap opened his mouth as wide as possible and took in the giant dickhead in his mouth. A shudder more powerful than the ones from the armpits and crotch went through him from the taste of musky pre and he moaned weakly from the initial salty taste. It was physically impossible for him to take more of the cock than the head that was oozing with pre but Ymir seemed to be pleased with it and was careful not to encourage Rattletrap too much. “You should have come ta me soonah boy if ya were this horny for me.” He said at one point, patting his little friend on the head who only gave a playful smile back with the cock in his mouth.
While the tastes of the cock had been so wonderful, Rattletrap quickly missed the scents again and he spiraled down with tongue and mouth from the cockhead, his tongue touching all the sensitive spots on Ymir’s cock. Finally he reached the balls and when he nibbled and licked them playfully, Rattletrap felt something hot on his brow as more pre ran down over his face now, earning himself a “You dirty slut.” From Ymir above him. Feeling satisfied that his new friend knew how to fully please another man, Ymir leaned back again and closed his eyes knowing that Rattletrap could handle it from here. But his relaxation only lasted for a few seconds when he felt the curious little man reaching further down below his balls to his ass. Normally only Mangix was allowed to be there when he felt the greedy tongue lapping further into his crevice, it was impossible to resist. “If ya continue like dat, da harder I will have ta fuck ya.” To see just how far Rattletrap was willing to go, Ymir adjusted himself so that the short man would have full access to his exposed ass and he wasn’t disappointed. In the midst of his lustful moans, he could hear the smacking wet sound Rattletrap made as he kissed and licked the entrance and crevice. “Oooh… Oooh…!” moaned Ymir, resisting every urge he had to rub his cock and orgasm all over his friend. Rattletrap proved his worth quick and after warming up the man properly, he was already tonguefucking him wildly and intensely, his agile tongue reaching in as far as possible into the moaning man. Reluctantly Ymir shoved off the hungry Rattletrap remembering to give his friend some payback for this kind of service.

Ymir rolled up into a sitting position and he towered high above Rattletrap who looked so weak from the lust raging inside of him. “Ain’t ya a greedy little slut…” he said, causing the man down below to gulp audibly. “Turn around and it will be easier on ya.” Rattletrap did what he was told to, his heart almost bursting out of his ribcage in excitement and he bent down in the bed, his ass proudly presented towards the stronger man. No wonder Ymir had moaned so lovely he thought because Rattletrap experienced the exact same thing he had given to him. He moaned loud and whorelike as the thick tongue penetrated his ass much deeper than he had done to Ymir and when the huge man pulled out his tongue with a loud, wet plopping sound, it left Rattletrap panting heavily. He hadn’t even noticed that his own cock had produced a glob of pre that stained the sheets underneath it. Before he could recover, Rattletrap felt one of Tusk’s huge fingers inside his ass suddenly, slick with some kind of fluids. “Relax, this will help you relax.” Promised Ymir as he smeared the lubrication all over Rattletrap’s greedy hole. “Y-Ymir…!” he moaned weakly, feeling the pain of being extended fading away fast leaving only pleasure. It was a special kind of lube Ymir had, one that would dull the pain and he often used it with friends when he was feeling extra lusty for a very long and brutal session. This time it would serve him so he wouldn’t break his poor friend in half.

“Y-Ymir!” Rattletrap pleaded again after being put into position. The huge tusked man sat on his knees high above his friend and he held his cock aimed against Rattletrap’s quivering hole. He tried his best to make the huge cock sink into his hole desperately and almost succeeded if Tusk hadn’t stopped him so he could tease more. The huge cock that was wet from saliva almost sank in by itself when he put it against the entrance. “Aaaah…” Ymir moaned out in deep satisfaction as he plunged himself into Rattletrap. In mere seconds, it felt as the cock had belonged in his ass all this time without him realizing it because his ass adjusted itself so fast to fit the enormous cock. “Hold still.” Ordered Ymir to stop the squirming man who was moaning and whimpering constantly, pleading several times to be fucked now. Rattletrap’s widened when Ymir began slowly and he opened his mouth only for a silent moan to come when Ymir wrapped one hand around his waist, effectively using his small body as a sleeve. “Ahh… Ahhh yes!” groaned Rattletrap loudly as he was being penetrated harder and harder by Ymir’s cock. It ached but the numbing lube helped him enjoy it tent times more he imagined even if it felt as if his insides were on fire, Rattletrap cried out a “Aaah fuck me harder!” at one point out of lust. Ymir only laughed at his new favorite slut but he was feeling that his sleeve was about to reach his climax. He pulled out his cock from the moaning man and flipped him over onto his back. “H-Hurry put it back in!” pleaded Rattletrap before he got his wish granted again. As Tusk continued to slam himself into Rattletrap’s hungry ass, the smaller man looked onto Tusk with new found lust. Everything that was Ymir was so perfect, his great muscular form, the way his body rippled with each thrust, the heavy breathing that licked his face and the bestial grunting was all too much for Rattletrap. He clenched his teeth hard as Ymir hilted himself deep into his sleeve and Rattletrap moaned loudly when is cock exploded in a torrent of cum that sprayed all over his hairy chest. His body shook and trembled from the orgasm that had been so powerful that he had nothing to compared it to and when it finally ended, he looked down and saw what a big mess it orgasm had made all over him. “Ya liked didn’t ya?” said Ymir, breathing heavily. He nodded in exhaustion and reached down with his hand to instinctively smear the cum across his chest and nipples, his tongue hanging out from his wide smile when he felt the hot fluids.

But then suddenly Ymir was at it again and Rattletrap had forgotten that his big friend wasn’t done just yet. “Agh! Ymir! Nggh!” he grunted loudly as Ymir pounded his ass without mercy for a long moment with his cock that almost begged to get its release. Just when Rattletrap thought that he couldn’t take it anymore, Ymir roared out in bliss and Rattletrap could feel how an immense amount of heated cum began to fill him up. Ymir growled and grunted heavily into Rattletrap’s moaning face as he filled him up as much as possible with the overflowing cum. The slime that couldn’t fit was forced past the cock running down Rattletrap’s ass until it stained the bed underneath them. When Ymir was done, he had left his sleeve into a moaning pile of freely used goods and he smiled in satisfaction. “Whew! Ah worked up a sweat from that one.” He said and shook some sweat of his brow. Rattletrap who was still panting like a bitch couldn’t respond, he only moaned and winced when the cock in his ass was finally forced out. Cum flooded out his well abused hole like a cascade but feeling the heated fluids made Rattletrap smile instead. “Debt repaid.” Ymir said and picked up Rattletrap, tilting back in the bed with him to let him rest on his comfortable stomach again. “Can we do this again Ymir?” said Rattletrap, forcing a smile through his weak senses. “Of course we can. Ah fuck you anytime you want to.” He replied and kissed his friend. “But only if ya clean me like dat again.” “Deal.” Purred Rattletrap, falling into a nap together with Ymir.