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For two weeks now, Brandon and his friend Michelle had been trying to breed their Pokemon. She had a Nidoking and a female Kadabra, where he had a Sandshrew and a Slowpoke, both males. While the Kadabra and Slowpoke went at it over and over with no eggs to show for it but having an excellent time nevertheless, the Sandshrew and the Nidoking were left alone and unsupervised in Michelle's basement, which was a minor Pokemon habitat.

And they, of course, decided to fuck too.

It started off simply, though under no innocent pretenses. They both knew what sex was and they liked it. In lieu of having dexterous enough hands to masturbate with, they settled for grinding, frotting their tapering, swollen cocks together as if sword fighting. The Nidoking asserted himself on top of the Sandshrew, and the dusty little rodent didn't much mind his position after he and the Nidoking had gotten each other to squirt a few times. That the sex was gay had no meaning to them.

Most dull afternoons when the Kadabra and Slowpoke were still ineffectually humping away, the Nidoking would snuffle around the Sandshrew's small, vaguely spherical body until he wound up clumsily rimming the mouse. In the frot which followed, the Sandshrew always shot long before his large friend.

But today, things were different. The Sandshrew poked and teased around the Nidoking, nosing and rubbing and licking musky erogenous zones as he found them. Then as ever, the Nidoking had a wonderful smell and flavor, and when the aroused Nidoking couldn't bear the teasing any longer, he knocked over the Sandshrew and their clumsy, but effective frottage got him off quickly. The Sandshrew found himself sticky and unsatisfied, and clearly things weren't going to change for the better once the Nidoking flopped onto his back where he lay with his waning cock sinking into its slit.

Wanting an orgasm like he usually got, the Sandshrew climbed his Nidoking friend as casually as hopping up on an ottoman. His semen-sticky hide rubbed the Nidoking's, smearing on their leathery bellies like jelly. The Nidoking looked down, beady eyes narrow and tired, his face overall disinterested. It seemed as if he was content to let the Sandshrew climb all over him, and he uttered only a grumble when the smaller Pokemon clumsily humped him.

With his small mitts on the belly of his friend, the mouse humped and ground eagerly, emulating what the Nidoking did to him so often. His penis ground against the great reptile's tail and groin, only occasionally bumping his tapering cock still retreating back into its slit. Had the Sandshrew waited any longer to take what he desired, he might not have discovered something so new and fresh that night.

Still wedged apart narrowly by the cock it housed, the Nidoking's invitingly soft genital slit was just wide enough that the Sandshrew managed to part it with his cock. His swift entry in the velvet warmth of the slit brought back old memories of the few times he'd bred; it was just like a pussy inside. The Nidoking snorted and stared at the ceiling with eyes no longer drifting closed, but instead sharply alert.

Where the Nidoking's gaze was shocked, the Sandshrew's eyes were closed fast. He humped his friend vigorously, fucking his cock slit just like the Slowpoke upstairs gave the Kadabra's cunt his lackadaisical best. The rodent's stubby, stout tail swished and his balls pulsed, grinding on the reptile's cool, soft hide with every buck of his hips. Precum oozed into the Nidoking constantly, but each throb of his cock was accompanied by a spurt.

Despite the awkwardness, the Nidoking's cock grew out of its slit and against the Sandshrew's body, making its presence felt no matter how busy the rodent was. He looked down at the top of the mouse's head, then the ceiling again. He found himself wishing he could have a turn at the Kadabra. Wrong egg group or not, she smelled divine.

The Sandshrew, however, didn't care at all about the Kadabra. The Nidoking he was fucking was all he cared to focus on, and focus he did, rubbing the chitinous plates of the poisonous Pokemon's body under eager mitts. Below, the Nidoking huffed and snorted, but the Sandshrew took these as pleasant noises.

Undersexed and overjoyed to be where he was, the rodent's humping grew particularly vigorous. He was panting, beady eyes squinted shut, heart racing. He threw his arms around the Nidoking and squeezed fast to him, pinning the much larger Pokemon's cock between their bodies. His soft underbelly masturbated the Nidoking in a familiar way, familiar enough to soften the poisonous reptile's sour expression.

No matter how wrong the hole was, the Sandshrew loved the snug wetness of the Nidoking's slit. It felt enough like ready, perfect pussy that the little mouse was ready to blow a load. Of course the sensitivity went both ways, and the Nidoking pushed up with his feet, humping the Sandshrew right back, if not awkwardly. He touched the Sandshrew softly, seeming to urge him along with soft rubs.

The mouse's body quivered under the Nidoking's touch. He was, in fact, a lap pet to his trainer and the fondness of the rub made his spine tingle. He crouched against the Nidoking, utterly mashing the reptile's cock between their bodies, and he fucked that tight, cool slit for everything it was worth. While the Slowpoke on the floor above lazily plowed his Kadabra partner, the Sandshrew trembled and shook and finally erupted, climaxing silently but powerfully.

Sloppy ropes of cum shot from the Sandshrew's small cock and gushed into the snug pocket of the Nidoking's slit. It washed back up quickly and oozed across the Sandshrew's tight and throbbing balls. Further down, it drizzled down the pucker of the Nidoking's anus, causing it to clench and the Pokemon himself to grimace in strange pleasure.

For a moment, the Nidoking thought about his own erection and how it was pinned under the Sandshrew. He knew he could have rolled over on top of the rodent and had him just like every other time. In fact, that idea seemed very nice in lieu of having the Kadabra at his whim, and he thought he just might do it.

But not yet. He stroked the Sandshrew's quivering back and listened to the sound of his tight breathing, indulging himself in the afterglow of the smaller Pokemon. He closed his eyes and let the rodent rest with him.