Chapter 0 - Meeting Tick-Tock

A/n: It's been a long time since I've written anything. Had this idea and a few others bouncing around in my head for a while. Alternate takes to things that happen in these books. This in particular being Jake's first meeting with the Tick Tock Man, Andrew Quick.

Content warnings: M/M, Minor, Rape, Cock Worship, Death, some Pissing



John Jake Chambers felt like his world had ended and he was without hope. He had been run ragged since the bridge where he had been taken from the others. He knew Roland at least had come after him, though as far as he knew the gunslinger had fallen to one of the traps set along the way. Now he found himself standing in front of a giant of a man, a man who looked like a Viking lost to the streams of time. His upper body naked except for a band around his shoulder, lower body clad in a pair of soft leather breeches, and a pair of heavy boots. There were others that were in the room he found himself in but they didn't matter. This was the man in charge.

"Brought him here just like you asked, Ticky. Yer old pal Gasher done the job right, he did!" Gasher spoke with a grin, looking at the man for a moment before turning his attention to Jake, a hand coming down and taking hold of his ass to squeeze painfully. "Gotta admit, mighty hard to resist slotting into this little man to shut him up."

Jake winced as he was grabbed, able to feel Gasher's dirty fingers digging hard enough into the seat of his pants to wriggle between his cheeks and press firmly against his untouched hole. He stumbled forward to get away, the movement making Gasher give a shout of rage before clobbering him across the back of the head and sending him sprawling face first onto the floor in front of the viking. He could hear the man chuckling at the display, Jake's hands reaching up to grab onto something to pull himself up, the only hold he found being on the large legs of the man he was in front of. Gasher's shrill laughter along with the laughter of the others in the room filled Jake's ears as he managed to pull himself up to his knees, looking up as a hand was placed on his shoulder to stop him from rising anymore.

"Well, well, well...How do you do, my little cully? Already down on your knees for me...Showing fealty. Quite the set of manners you have." Jake could feel the giant's eyes scraping over his body, looking up into those eyes defiantly for a moment, a holdover from what the gunslinger had instilled in him, only to be slapped across the face. Before he could fall away from the force of the blow, he was snatched by his hair and yanked forward, his face being buried into the giant's groin. "You wipe that fucking look off your face, cully. I see you looking at me like that again and I will teach you quite the lesson, I shall."

That brought more laughter from the crowd around them, the hand on Jake's head keeping him firmly pressed into the man's crotch. Jake's fingers dug into his muscular thighs, trying to pull back, trying to not breathe, but he was just held still until he finally drew breath. His eyes widened slightly as he drew in air through his nose, his mouth being held closed by the crotch he was against, the musk of the man filling his mind. He could smell the sweat, smell the unwashed state of the man, and something else. The grip he had faltered a little, his fingers slackening as he panted through his nose. The man above him grinned down, seeing the fight leaving the boy, and Jake began to feel something against his face.

"I suppose I should introduce myself...I am the Tick-Tock Man. I can tell already, cully, we shall get along just fine." He released Jake's head, the boy pulling back quickly, drawing in deep breaths through his mouth. With a practiced hand he reached to the front of his breeches, pulling at the string that tied the front closed until they weren't anymore. "And what do you call yourself, my cully?"

"J...Jake." Jake couldn't pull his eyes away from what Tick-Tock's hand was doing. His mind was screaming at him to move, to fight, to do anything at all, but his body wouldn't respond. He watched the leather be pulled apart, able to see the blonde pubic hair already, and when Tick-Tock removed his hand from view he could see the base of a fat piece of meat.

Tick-Tock grinned at the boy, his smile making him look like a feral predator of some kind. He made a come hither gesture with his finger, his heavy legs spreading to give Jake ample room to move forward. He glanced around the room at his subjects, seeing them all looking on with anticipation. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had the pleasure of breaking in a new member, couldn't remember the last time he put on a real show. Oh sure, he'd go through their little facility, taking his desires out on any person that happened to be in the room whenever it fancied him, but this was special. He couldn't place Jake's age, definitely the youngest he'd ever seen in this god forsaken city. He figured he was about 14 and that made him even happier.

The teen couldn't stop his body from moving forward, taking his place again between Tick-Tock's legs. He looked up at his face, staring into the bright eyes, taking in the bearded face of Tick-Tock, his mind filing this away as being the face of the man who was going to take his virginity. He was certain he wasn't going to be leaving this place, and his mind had gone ahead and figured that the best chance of surviving was to please this man. And at the moment, it seemed obvious what the best way to please him was.

His fingers slipped shakily into the breeches, wrapping slowly around the large meat they found, and slowly he pulled, able to feel the heat starting to radiate from it as blood pumped into it. His eyes grew wide as he pulled out the cock from it's confines, thinking it was never going to end until the head freed itself, his tugging causing it to slap against his chin from how close he'd gotten. Finally, Jake got a look at what he was going to be dealing with, and what he saw left him unsure as to whether he'd made the right choice. In front of him was what had to be a solid twelve inches of cock. And it wasn't even fully erect.

"Having second thoughts? I can't say I blame you...If I saw this thing in front of my face, well, I'd want to run!" Tick-Tock laughed, the others joining in until he cut them a look and they all fell silent. He turned his attention back to Jake and grinned at the boy. "Well, you've come too far for me to let you stop now."

Jake felt his body shake, unsure if it was from lust or fear or a combination of both, his eyes tracking Tick-Tock's hand as it wrapped around the middle of the immense shaft and then without warning slapped him with the head of his fat cock. Jake couldn't believe the force behind it, the smack echoing in the chamber they were in. It was quickly followed by a few more hard slaps, Jake's face being turned left and right as he was beaten by the cock. It never occurred to him to just pull back. By the time Tick-Tock was done he was fully erect and Jake marveled at what the man was gifted with. His eyes trailed slowly from base to tip, taking in every veiny inch of the cock he was about to be taking into his body. The only thing his brain found strange was the fact that Tick-Tock was circumcised, his mind puzzling over what he had seen and not being able to really believe there was anyone left in this world that still did that sort of thing.

Tick-Tock's hand reached out, wrapping his fingers in Jake's hair and pulled him forward, pressing the boy's face against his cock. With that same predatory smile on his face he looked at Jake, not saying what he wanted because he didn't need to. Jake breathed in slowly, taking in the older man's scent again, now being pressed against the unwashed cock he could smell everything. Sweat, piss, cum. His body shook as his tongue slid out, his eyes closing as he tasted it for the first time. As soon as the little pink muscle touched the hot flesh of Tick-Tock's cock a switch flipped in his brain. In moments his head was moving up and down, bathing the filthy cock with his tongue.

Tick-Tock watched the boy with much interest, his cock throbbing as the boy finally started using his hands, his own having moved away the moment he started giving him a tongue bath. He looked at the others, seeing only one not actively pleasuring themselves and he waved the man over. "Get the boy out of his clothes. He's not gonna need them." The other man drew a knife, kneeling behind Jake, and made quick work of his clothing. Cutting his shirt in a couple quick motions before making a cut into the jeans Jake wore, cutting open the seat of the pants and the underwear beneath. He started to tear at the jeans but the movements pulled Jake away from pleasuring Ticky, and with a wave he was sent away.

Jake panted as he looked at the cock in front of him. He couldn't even wrap his fingers on one hand around it. He could feel it throb as he bathed it with his tongue, falling in love with the taste of the man. He almost whined when Tick-Tock pulled his head back only to realize what he was doing as his other hand pulled out his large sack. He knew immediately what Tick-Tock wanted and set about doing it. His tongue starting to clean the smooth sack, sucking on each large testicle happily. He was amazed at how large they were, his mind wandering a bit as he bathed Tick-Tock's balls. He thought of Roland and Eddie. The men he saw as his father and brother. He wondered if he got out of this, if he got away from the Tick-Tock Man, if any of them managed to escape Lud, if he might be able to taste them, to clean them the way he was cleaning Tick-Tock.

A moan escaped his mouth as his body shook at the thought, everything building up in his mind that finally it burst, having an orgasm of his own, splattering his underwear with a small orgasm. Tick-Tock saw it and laughed loudly, gripping Jake's head again and pulling him back from his cock.

"Did you just cum? Why, we haven't even touched you yet my little squint!" Jake let out a cry of pain as he was suddenly yanked off the floor by his hair, able to feel some of it tear out at the root. He could feel a wetness start to form on his scalp, sure that he was bleeding now. When he finally gathered himself, he realized where he was, finding himself sitting in Tick-Tock's lap.

There was the sound of tearing fabric as the hole in the seat of Jake's jeans was ripped wider and the boy let out a gasp as the large fingers found his hole immediately. He pressed against Tick-Tock's bare chest, his back arching a bit, the hazy lust that filled his brain having left a bit, enough for him to notice the glitter of eyes in a vent grate. Eyes that gave him hope.

He let out a loud moan as a finger slid into his hole, Tick-Tock's hands were massive and so were his fingers. He was panting softly, his fingers digging into the sweaty skin as he was fingered. Tick-Tock was looking down at him with that maniac grin, amazed at the little slut that had been brought before him. He couldn't believe how easily his finger had been able to slide into the boy, feeling the boy's asshole tugging on his finger as if to pull it deeper. Tick-Tock began to lose himself in the moment, his finger pulling out and his other hand aiming his cock so it was aimed at Jake's little pucker.

Jake had a moment to take notice of what was happening before Tick-Tock moved. There was a flash of white hot pain as he was entered truly for the first time. He might have loved it if it was slow, if there was something other than precum and saliva acting as lube, but it wasn't and there wasn't. Six thick inches of meat buried their way into Jake's clenching ass, the only reason he stopped was to readjust his grip and then the remainder was forced into the boy. He sat there for a while, Ticky giving him all the time he needed. Fourteen thick inches of cock was shoved into his bowels. Jake's hole burned in pain, his insides felt raw, except for one spot. A spot that the large hunk of meat was pressing firmly against. A spot that was radiating pleasure and forcing his own cock to harden slowly into the mess he'd made in his pants.

Jake felt a tug on his head and blinked a few times, realizing he'd been staring off into nothing as he tried to collect himself. He felt Tick-Tock tugging his head down and so he looked, letting out a groan of confusion as he did. His stomach looked as if it was bulging, as if something was pressing against the skin from the inside of his body. And it wasn't until Tick-Tock's hands gripped his hips and pulled upwards, the indent decreasing in size to nothing at all, that Jake's brain connected that what he saw was the cock inside of him pressing against that skin. He didn't have much longer to process this before he was pulled back down, letting out a moan that was distinctly pleasurable as he was stuffed again. 

And so it went, Tick-Tock slowly lifting and lowering Jake on his cock, the boy only able to quiver and moan out each time he was stuffed. He found that he loved it. He loved it more than he had loved anything previous in his life. The feeling of being so full, the pleasure of it all. Tick-Tock meanwhile couldn't believe the pleasure he was feeling as well. As if Jake's body, his ass, had been made for this specific task. He had to keep the pace slow to avoid blowing his load so early. He kept his breathing slow and even, trying even then to keep up the image he'd built up. But he could feel it faltering with each perfect clench of this boy's ass on his cock, as if his insides were trying to suck the cum from his balls.

The room was quiet except for the occasional grunt and moan from the onlookers and the sounds of Jake and Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock producing enough precum to start sufficiently lubricating the boy's ass so his thrusts started getting faster, filling the room with the sound of slapping flesh. Jake's moans were loud, loud enough to cover up the sound of scratching at a vent above the onlookers.

"Oh fuck...You little squint...My dear cully...I'm about..." Tick-Tock couldn't finish his sentence, his fingers digging into Jake's plump cheeks, pulling the boy down against him and holding him there as his cock tensed multiple times. Each time it sent a huge spray of cum into the boy's ass, the groan of pleasure from Tick-Tock and Jake filling the room as they both came, Jake adding to the mess that was staining the front of his jeans.

When their orgasms subsided is when all hell broke loose.

The vent above broke open and the billy bumbler Oy dropped into the room, Jake crying weakly in joy at seeing his pet and friend. Oy raked his claws over one woman's face as he fell and everyone began scrambling. The onlookers going for the pet while Jake heard the voice of the gunslinger in his head, screaming at him to open the doors. Jake managed to pull himself up, feeling the wet length of cock, still amazingly hard, slide out of him and he shoved himself backwards to the floor. He hit the floor with a thud and a grunt and he began crawling towards the control panel he'd seen beside the door. He had gone forward a few feet, the hope he had building up as he thought the end of this was coming, only for that hope to be dashed.

Tick-Tock's hand wrapped around the waist of Jake's jeans and yanked him back, Jake letting out a cry of anguish as his hope was dashed away, his back hitting against Tick-Tock's. His eyes went over to look for Oy, looking for his friend, and he struggled as he saw Gasher about to bring a knife down into Oy's head. And then the large vault-esque door opened and the sound of thunder filled the room.

The first ones shot were the ones holding Oy down, Gasher having time enough to turn and look at who was coming in, a look of rage coming over his face before it was wiped away with a bullet.

The gunslinger stepped into the room, his heavy revolver swinging around to aim at Tick-Tock, but the man was fast, swinging Jake around so he was between them, a knife being held against Jake's throat now.

"Put the boy down."

Ticky panted as he looked at the bodies of the people that followed him, shaking in rage and something else. He looked at Jake and he smiled slowly, that predatory grin covering his face again as he shifted where Jake was. He heard the gunslinger try to tell him to stop and Jake realized a second later why as he was dropped onto Tick-Tock's meat once more. His back arched as his cum packed ass was filled again, moaning out as he stiffened up slowly.

"Poor choice of words, my cully. I'd suggest you turn around and leave if you don't want me to carve my name into the little cock sleeve's throat." He growled out and pumped his hips a little, moving his throbbing rod in and out of the boy's ass. He knew he didn't have long, knew that his knife wouldn't do much against the piece of iron gripped in the gunslinger's left hand.

The gunslinger didn't move, his eyes taking in what was happening, seeing the look on Jake's face as he was fucked. He tracked the movement of Oy behind the chair and said nothing.

Tick-Tock panted as he thrust harder up into Jake, the boy looking at Roland with pleading eyes, halfway wanting it to end, halfway wanting it to continue. His body was overfilled with pleasure, his cock aching in his jeans as he came once again. That orgasm was enough to push Tick-Tock over the edge, the older man groaning as he filled Jake's ass with his final orgasm. His eyes closing for a second, but a second was all Oy needed.

The billy bumbler leapt up from the side, his teeth sinking into Tick Tock's hand and yanking the knife away from his master's throat. The man screamed in rage and pain, twisting a little bit, Jake's limp body flopping around against Tick-Tock's chest, flinging Oy to the side. Before he could get Jake back between himself and the gunslinger one final roar filled the room. The left side of Tick-Tock's face disintegrated, splattering the chair and the side of Jake's face with gore. Tick-Tock's body spasmed, his remaining eye staring off to the side. Jake fell limply face first to the floor, his freshly fucked ass raised high as Tick-Tock's bladder released in death, coating the boy in the acrid liquid slowly tapering off to drip to the floor.

Roland strode forward after reloading his weapon and sliding it into it's holster slung low on his hip. Oy was already licking at Jake's face, trying to clean him and wake him up. It wasn't until the gunslinger was there that Jake began to respond. He helped the boy up, pulling from the bag he'd had the spare clothing that he'd had left, and he helped Jake dress again. There were no words shared between them as an alarm began blaring in the room they were in. Jake simply standing there, letting Roland peel his cum slick pants and underwear off of him. He could feel the cum running down his legs, thick gushes going down his legs. He looked at the man he called father in his heart and couldn't help but hug him and begin crying.

Roland stood with him against his chest, holding the boy against him in his fresh clothes before he began moving deeper into the facility to find an exit. To continue on the path of the Beam.

A/n: And that's the end. I don't know if I'll continue this or if I'll write anything else any time soon. Hope whoever read this enjoyed it.