Minor Malfunction

Um, I wasn't sure about the warnings, but i think everything is pretty much covered...
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With a soft sigh, a solitary teen set down his wrench, looking over the finished product of his work. Finally finished with the rubber bats, Jojo looked up, smiling slightly.
He was making a large music factory. Cautiously peering over the edge of the ledge he'd been working on, Jojo watched as the pedals began to turn, the rubber bat dipping and rising in a steady rythmn between two large, copper pipes. He'd have to rig the actual drum over the top, upside down, but it wouldn't stop until the other devices had wound down, which took a steady five minutes.

A strange, high pitched noise caught his attention. Turning to stand on the precarious edge, Jojo looked around.
A large, metal spring was hissing loudly. Staring at it, the young Who had no time to react as the spring shot forwards, hitting him right in the middle of his chest.

Jojo let a surprised squeak out as he was pitched backwards over the edge. By sheer luck, he grabbed a hold of the piping underneath him, praying the feeble metal wouldn't buckle.

The rope he'd been using as a support guide had fallen, he watched with wide eyes as it fluttered down to the drums below. Cursing his luck, Jojo half-sagged, hooking his arms over the piping in an effort to make himself comfortable.

Something cool gingerly brushed against his bottom, and Jojo jerked, his eyes widening. When the action was repeated, Jojo jerked again, and managed to hoist himself into a half-upright position to see what was trying to violate him.

It was the rubber bat. Biting his lip, the young Who groaned as it gingerly brushed by him again.
Wanting more contact, Jojo watched for a moment as the paddle continued its invasion, before thrusting his hips down experimentally as the bat rose. Jojo felt the cool rubber push against his body, and let out a loud moan.

Timing again, Jojo tried to thrust down again, his body jerking as the bat began to move into his body. The small Who let out a hiss as he sank further down, his fur standing on end as Jojo sank onto the length of rubber.

The rubber bat was still pistoning away, completely unaware of it's new passenger. The teen let out a soft sob and twisted his hips, forcing the rubber to bend inside his own body, tossing his head as he went.

Jojo forced himself further down, his mouth open in anticipation as the thick rubber length began to move in and out of his body. His fur was tingling as he sank lower and lower, groaning with each sharp and hard thrust.

Unusually vocal, Jojo cried out as his back arched, changing the angle that the bat was diving into his body. His hands gripped the piping as he whined, the thrusts making him see white spots across his vision, bringing him closer to the inevitable. With a final, guttaral cry, Jojo came, his seed splattering across his own chest.

Hanging there, the maching still pumping away inside him, Jojo made a mental note to remember how to get to the copper piping with the blue rubber bat pistoning away in the middle, and made another note not to have that eighth drum installed.