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Chapter 5: Good Service

The grass crunched beneath Thomas' feet as he walked alongside the desolate road. He stared off into the wavy distance, the heat blurring the horizon to the ground.

Crunch Crunch Crunch

He pulled at the backpack's straps, the weight had become burdensome, and the journey had become lonely. With no water left, and the sun so very hot, not one of his pokemon would survive the walk with him. So he continued alone

Crunch Crunch Hey

Thomas stopped and looked down at the grass, lifting his foot. Underneath was a tiny weedle, barely the length of his thumb.

Hey

Thomas reached down and picked the bug pokemon up, holding it close to his face as he stared intently at it.

“Hey!" Thomas awoke with a start. It sook a moment for his eyes to focus on the bus driver standing in the aisle. “Wake up, mate. We've reached Cannab." He hitched a thumb over his shoulder to the bus doors. “Got a tight turnaround, so if you don't mind…"

“Yep, yep…" he groggily tapped the neighboring seat for his back, panicking a little until the driver pulled it down from overhead. “Thanks." He said sheepishly, remembering now how it got up there. Blushing brightly Thomas found the Sliggoo's pokeball and pressed the button, the snail pokemon vanishing in a flash of light. Then, realising anyone could have rifled through his bag, the man checked on it's small, green passenger. “Phew." He sighed, relieved.

“Got everything?" The driver asked, curious as to the trainer's minor panic.

“Yep. Thanks." His vocabulary may not have quite caught up with him, but his legs certainly had. Thomas stood, sidestepping the driver and excusing himself as he made his way to the doors. Stepping out into the late night city air was invigorating. It was a weeknight, but the city was alive nonetheless. The bus was parked out the front of the station, on the main road. Looking down each way gave the man a rather confusing sight.

Old buildings, nearly a century at least, lined the road. But despite this, huge neon signs hung from them advertising the various shops and clubs within. Yet none of them exceeded more than a couple of stories in height. His gaze eventually came back down to road level which is when he saw a couple of suited figures arguing with someone over the phone. He quickly retreated behind a lamp-post to listen in.

“We waited like five minutes. Just a couple oldies and some secretary-lookin' chick. Nah, Driver was still goin' up and down the aisles. Wait," He looked back over to see the driver leaving the bus for the bathroom. “Call ya back, he just left for the 'little boys' room…" The two looked around, causing Thomas to duck back behind the pole. Once he heard them get on the bus, he made a run for it, tearing around the nearest street corner.

He didn't stop until he was in the next street along, quickly checking behind him to see if he was followed. “Thank Arceus!" He panted, somewhat out of breath. He took a few steps over to one of the benches and took a seat. He pulled Venipede's ball from its sheath and let the pokemon out. The pokemon blinked at the sudden change in lighting and environment, chirping quizzically up at Thomas. “It's okay, we've arrived in Cannab."

The bug pokemon spun around on the pavement looking up at all the bright signs and people walking by. Eventually it turned back to Thomas, letting out a long, amazed chirp of wonder at where it had found itself. “I know, a little bit different from the forest. Stick by me and you'll be fine." Several close calls of inattentive city-goers not paying attention to where they were walking had Venipede quickly retreat to the man's shoulder. “Heh, fair enough. While you're up there, keep an eye out for those men in suits."

The venipede looked left and right before sighing sarcastically. Thomas looked around at all the men in varying colours of suits, including several in black suits though they didn't appear as threatening as the ones back in town. “Okay, black suits, with ear pieces and… nevermind. Just let me know if someone starts following us." Thomas patted the bug on the head, who responded with a happy chirp.

Thomas made for the nearest open store; a corner store of sorts seeming to specialise in poke-treats. He picked out a few different bars to hopefully satisfy the tastes of the menagerie he was carrying with him, placing them on the counter along with a local map. The seller rang up his purchase and after taking a few minutes to figure out where he actually was, Thomas set off for the Kangaskhan Inn.

Similar to the other buildings in the area, the Kangaskhan Inn was a much older establishment, refurbished over the years but keeping some of the more old-timey features. He walked up to the front desk and rang the old brass bell. A woman popped up from behind the desk with such speed it sent the man flying backwards. “GAH!"

“Welcome to the Kangaskhan Inn, Cannab's oldest hotel." She was about the same height as he was, with Blonde hair done up in a bun and big golden-brown eyes. Just in front of her bun at a jaunty angle sat a duotone brown fez, matching the blazer with her nametag pinned to it. But it was her smile that drew Thomas' attention. The smile was infectious. Despite the recent shock, Thomas had returned to the desk and was smiling along with her. “My name is Sara. How may I be of service?"

It took Thomas a moment to stop smiling and remember why he was there. “Oh, yeah. I think I have a room booked? Thomas? Thomas Drake?"

“Yes Mister Drake. Room Two-Oh-Five. Right this way." She ducked back down behind the desk and was suddenly by his side holding a silver card with a key logo and room number printed on it. “If you'd like to follow me?" And like a bullet she was headed down the hallway. Walking at that speed seemed natural for her, but Thomas was struggling to keep up without running. They passed by the pool room with adjacent sauna, the restaurant and bar, and several empty event rooms before turning a corner towards the center of the building.

One flight of stairs later and Sara stopped in front of a door. “Room Two-Oh-Five. Looking out over the central courtyard. Your booking made mention of the request for privacy. Only eight rooms look out into the courtyard, and you can't see the street from here. Will there be anything else?" Her smile was coming close to being hypnotic.

Thomas shook his head; partly as a response to her question, but also to get his mind out of its trance. Venipede was not as willful. “No, thank you, we should be alright from here."

“Well if you need anything, do call." She bowed politely, thee fez impossibly staying upon her head before she sprang upright and was back down the stairs like a shot.

“She was…" The venipede chirped a confused chirp “Yep. That." He unlocked the door and stepped inside. The room was beautiful. It wasn't massive, or lined with gold or anything silly like that. It was just quite simply not a shed. The decor was in fact quite simple. Ivory coloured walls with natural wood where

The room seemed to be divided into three spaces. The kitchenette was the first thing he saw, and that opened up via a hardwood breakfast bench to the living area, which easily took up half the room. In it was a king size bed, a TV, a couch, a couple of recliners and a set of table and chairs. It took Thomas until he made it to the bed to realise the door to the bathroom was behind him; the kitchenette with the door to the hallway on one side and the bathroom with it's shower at the back on the other.

“I shall have to find a way to thank Darius when I see him." Thomas muttered. He smiled, turning to look at venipede before nudging the bug pokemon off his shoulder. The Venipede did so quite happily, launching itself from the man onto the soft bed and immediately bouncing off onto its back on the couch. It chirped happily as it waved its feet around. “Nutter." Thomas laughed as he pulled the other balls free, opening them one by one.

“Haka…" Came a relieved voice, Jeremy stretching as he took a look around the room. Deino whizzed past to leap up onto the couch with Venipede while the Sliggoo just yawned at the foot of the bed. “Ka, mo?"

“Yep, we've made it to Canneb. Step one done and dusted!" Thomas grinned. He knew it was the easiest leg of the journey, a few hours on a nearly empty bus wasn't going to be much of a problem. Though with a brief blush of embarrassment he did remember what he got up to on said bus. If Jeremy picked up on it, he didn't seem to make mention of anything, instead choosing to wander over to the large curtain at the end of the room. “Opens up on the courtyard, can't see in from the street. Should theoretically be safe if you wanna get some fresh air. Well, fresh as it gets in the city."

Jeremy did just that. Cautiously at first, he opened the curtain. His eyes wide with wonder as he opened it further to allow the rest to see. The 'courtyard' was a veritable jungle. Trees and bushes of all kinds filled the space. Thomas knew how large the building was from the map, but even he couldn't have guessed how massive and majestic this courtyard would have looked. “Ha. Ka. Mo…"

Thomas whistled. “Damn thats pretty." The inn had sets of lights shining up from bushes into the trees, illuminating everything with a shifting kaleidoscope of colours. The Venipede and Deino began pawing at the glass. “Okay, but it's late, don't be too long." He opened the sliding door as the two excitable pokemon whooshed out. Jeremy laughed at their enthusiasm as Thomas smiled, stepping over to the phone in the kitchen. On his way he pulled the poke treats from his pocket and placed them on the table.

“Dinner for you," he said, taking the handset off it's cradle and pressing the number for reception into it “never done this before- Hello, yes, room service? Room Two-hundred and Five. Burger with the Lot please, with chips and a chocolate milkshake." Jeremy raised his hand. “Make that two milkshakes." The Sliggoo chirped from the bed, looking at Thomas with puppy eyes. “Fine, sorry, Three milkshakes and I suppose an extra serve of chips too. Yeah, No worries." Thomas pushed a button on the phone before hanging it back up.

“Hak." Jeremy threw himself back on the bed, enjoying the softness of the covers under him. The Sliggoo copied the action, but ended up somewhat stranded on her shell-like protrusion. To her credit, she didn't struggle, just kinda went with it, grinning sheepishly until gravity assisted in her falling sideways. There was just enough room for Thomas to fit between the two pokemon, so he gently fell onto the bed. Jeremy turned, placing an arm over the man's chest before leaning in to peck him on the cheek. “Haka…" He smiled, waggling an eyebrow.

“Sliggoooo…" came an unexpected response from the other side of the human barrier.

Jeremy looked from the snail pokemon to his trainer and back. “Kamo?" The voice was that of concern as well as curiosity. He held his hand out palm down between himself and Thomas. “Haka…" he pointed to himself before putting his hand in the same position but lower to the bed “Mo." He then pointed at the Sliggoo.

It took a moment for the action to register with Thomas, but he went beet red at the assumtion. “Oh, Oh Arceus, I didn't even think of that. I thought given you were both first evolution pokemon that the whole 'age' thing would be okay. Is she 'too young'?" He had gone into full panic mode. Having sex with a pokemon was -put simpley - taboo. But with a juvenile?

Hakamo's brow furrowed, the question taking him aback before he burst into laughter.

Thomas went from panic to the grumpy target of laughter almost instantly. “Glad you're finding this so very funny."

Jeremy calmed down a little before patting Thomas on the chest, shaking his head. He pointed at the man's crotch, then held his fingers out in the universal symbol of 'sex'; one finger pushed into a ring made from another finger. Then he pointed at the Sliggoo and decresed the size of the 'ring', pretending to have trouble getting the finger in.

Thomas blushed even harder. “Uh, no. No we only, uh, she just gave me a, well, a blowjob." His laughter subsiding, Jeremy nodded before going quiet with a surprised expression on his face. Thomas looked down to see what Jeremy was staring at to find the Sliggoo giving him a death stare, her antennae quivering ferociously.

What the little purple pokemon did next, neither Thomas nor Jeremy were ready for. Without taking her eyes off the Hakamo-o she grabbed the man's pants and yanked them down his body, revealing a stiffening cock. The Sliggoo then turned her attention to the throbbing pole, giving it a slow and sensual lick from base to tip, the member reaching full mast by the time she was done. Thomas and Jeremy shared a look of shock before she turned around, revealing a small green hole on her underside as the slug-like foot lifted from the bed and slammed down on Thomas' hips, impaling him inside the tight, slick poke-pussy. “SLIIIIII….."

Thomas' gut reaction was to pick her up and hold the pokemon close, but her mucous stuck her body to his hips sideways, so all he could do was pull her upper body a little further his way. “A-Are you o-o-okay?" Thomas stuttered through the intense sensations surrounding his cock.

“S...Sli…." Was the only response he got. Thomas began petting the poor pokemon, rubbing fingers down her head between the antennae sticking straight up. She seemed to make little chirps every time his hands brushed the sensitive tendrils, so on the next pass Thomas curled one around his finger. Through it he could feel her heartbeat, and no doubt she could feel his. Her inner walls began pulsing in time as their respective cardiovascular systems synched up.

Eventually, through some coaxing and kind words Thomas managed to get the Sliggoo to face him, her large gastropod 'foot' stuck to his torso as her head rested on his chest. He wiped a tear from her eye. “First time?" She went bright red in the cheeks, nodding. “Let's go a little slower then, hey?" She sighed, nodding still before turning to the glass sliding door. Thomas followed her 'gaze' to see Jeremy leave the door slightly open, but close the curtain. He was sporting his massive erection, which looked so much more impressive now that Thomas could see it properly. The tool exceeded his in length, and despite being wider than his at the base, it was much narrower towards the tip.

“Haka." Jeremy said as he approached, twirling his fingers in the air. Thomas did as he was asked and rolled over onto his side, he was about to shuffle his pants off, but the shiny pokemon beat him to it, yanking them the rest of the way off. His heart was racing as he felt Jeremy climb onto the bed behind him.

“Fuck me." Thomas moaned, grasping one of his arse cheeks with a hand and pulling, putting his hole on display for his companion. Jeremy didn't so much as utter a word before pressing his hot tip against the pucker. But he did grab Thomas' hand, pulling it back to wrap it around the slippery member. The man gently squeezed as he pumped his fist back and forth. It only took a moment for him to realise what Jeremy was doing. Every time his fingers pulled up to the tip he could feel the dragon's warm pre flood into his passage. “Oh yeah Jeremy, yes…"

A dejected chirp came from Thomas' chest as he looked to a slightly saddened Sliggoo. “No, no, don't be like that. If you could- Oh Arceus…" Jeremy began pushing his lengthy cock into Thomas, mid-sentence. “If you could feel this, you'd say the same." The snail pokemon glared at him, not believing his words. “C'mere." Thomas said, bringing her lips to his as he kissed her. Thomas had never kissed a Sliggoo before. Humans, sure. Jeremy a couple times. But never a Sliggoo. So he was completely unprepared for the sheer amount of slime coating every part of her mouth.

But despite being unprepared, he was unfazed. The slime was earthy in flavour but not repulsive. He pressed his lips harder against her, using his tongue to part her lips slightly before pulling back in a sensual moan as Jeremy bottomed out. The thud of hips against arse pushed Thomas slightly deeper into the Sliggoo, causing all three to moan in unison.

“Haka." Jeremy whispered in Thomas' ear. “Hakamo. Mo Haka, Mo. Hak?" He didn't need to be told what it meant. Thomas knew the pokemon just threatened to ride his arse hard, fast and for as long as it took. Jeremy's cock pulsed in anticipation, the Sliggoo now fully aware of the man's role in this threesome. She smiled mischievously before licking one of Thomas' nipples. He gasped at the sensation, giving Jeremy the perfect opportunity to withdraw and thrust in.

Thomas' sight went off like fireworks as Jeremy's cock hit home, his hips transferring the energy into the Sliggoo attached at his waist. “F-fuuu…" was all he could moan before the Sliggoo's lips were back on his, her tongue eagerly pressing into his mouth, exploring it with that familiar tingling sensation. But the man's mind was too far gone into the realms of lust, trading tongue for tongue with the horny pokemon as Jeremy nailed him from behind.

Every thrust of that draconic cock pushed Thomas to new sexual heights, his arse stretching to allow it access and in the process feeling every single ridge, bump and vein of the massive member as it ground against him. It didn't take long before he was timing his own smaller thrusts into the Sliggoo. He wasn't accomplishing much from the entrance as her snail foot adhered to the man's torso with great determination. But every time he pushed forwards he squashed the pokemon against the mattress a little more, driving his cock deeper and deeper each time.

Jeremy had built up a decent pace, placing his hands on Thomas' hips to better thrust as his cock spasmed and throbbed. Thomas' arse was soon filled to the brim with the draconic precum, the excess flowing down over his cheeks and thighs onto the bed.

Much to the man's surprise, he wasn't the first to reach climax. The Sliggoo went wide eyed, her tongue slowing to a stop inside his mouth as a deep guttural purr overtook her. Thomas wrapped both arms around her torso, holding her to his chest as the already tight pokemon pussy clenched even tighter with rhythmic vibrations. It would spasm for a few seconds, then stop for another couple before spasming again. Each time it stopped, he could feel her hold on him getting looser, and it wasn't long before her own juices began flooding out, coating the man in slimy poke-cum.

Having felt the Sliggoo reach her climax through the massive vibrations that echoed through Thomas' body, Jeremy decided it was time for his needs to be met. He pulled all the way out of Thomas, to much confusion. Then before the man could act or ask why, the shiny pokemon had grabbed his waist and hauled him up onto all fours., the Sliggoo now pinned to the bed under Thomas. The man knew what was about to happen and pushed his rear towards the inevitable cock.

Without hesitation Jeremy speared Thomas with his mighty member. His arse suddenly full of warmth, Thomas was pushed to the edge, he knew his own climax was a short way off, as well as knowing Jeremy wasn't going to stop until he had also cum. So Thomas did the best he could, slamming forward to impale the now overturned and orgasm-high Sliggoo when Jeremy withdrew, then pushing back against the thick, throbbing dragon cock as it filled him to the hilt. “I'm- I'm gonna," He muttered, breathing staggered by the intense pounding he was receiving from behind. “Ah fuck it."

Thomas assaulted the Sliggoo's mouth once more, sucking her tongue out from between her lips for his own to play with as he rammed his cock into the slimy pokemon's tight, quivering pussy. Jeremy must have noticed the change as his strokes increased in both tempo and force, bucking Thomas' cock against the furthest depths of the Sligoo's cunt with each thrust.

With each sloppy slap of Jeremy's hips against Thomas' arse, the man moaned needily. His lusty vocalisations pushing both his sexual partners to new extremes. The Sliggoo - already barely conscious from her prior orgasm - careened into her second, the pokemon's slippery passage clamping down hard on Thomas' member. That was enough to push the man over the edge, his back arching and arse clenching as he pumped his hot seed into the Sliggoo's spasming pussy. He tried to scream in sexual bliss but is mouth was too full of Sliggoo tongue.

Jeremy's pace picked up, his own climax rapidly approaching as Thomas' arse squeezed the pokemon's throbbing member. “Hak- HAK!" He blurted, body tensing as he released a torrent of cum into the man. Jeremy impaled Thomas with his firehose of a cock, growling with his hands gripping the man's waist tight. Thomas' eyes rolled back as he felt the warmth fill him, spurt by spurt. It was such a wonderful feeling, being warm all over, inside and out.

Knock Knock

Everyone froze.

Knock Knock Knock

Jeremy pulled out, quickly shuffling to the bathroom as Thomas got off the bed. The Sliggoo was gently placed onto one of the recliners, having fallen asleep after her last climax. Then quickly throwing a towel around his midsection, Thomas strode to the door. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he opened it.

“Champ? Machamp?" The four armed pokemon was holding two trays between them, filled with milkshakes and hot chips. He wore a blazer of the same earthy tones Sara had worn though it had been significantly altered to suit the multi-limbed pokemon. He sniffed the air while looking down at the human in the towel. Grinning, the Machamp walked past Thomas, placing the food on the kitchen bench. He looked around the room before bowing. That's when he spotted Jeremy peeking out from the bathroom door, the tip of his cock barely visible. “Champ?" He asked.

Thomas turned to to the Hakamo-o, eyebrow raised with a look of slight concern drawing across his face. Jeremy stepped out into full view. “Hakamo, Mo Hak." Thomas felt somehow he was being talked about, and not to. “Haka, Hakamo. Oh." That last word made the man shiver for some reason. And he was about to find out why.

“Ma, Champ." The large pokemon turned to face Thomas, a wicked grin plastered across his face. He tucked a thumb behind the belt-like covering at his waist and pushed down. From the oddly shaped sheath flopped a monster of a cock, eight inches and still somewhat flaccid. “Champ?"

Thanks to Jeremy, Thomas was being propositioned by a Machamp to continue what the Hakamo had started. He looked between the two pokemon then over to the still open hallway door. Jeremy sidestepped past the two and walked quickly through the kitchenette. He looked at Thomas, seeking an answer. The man's heart was racing. Were pokemon always this horny, and just kept it to themselves in public? His mind was awash with speculation and thoughts but the Machamp clearing his throat brought Thomas back to reality. He gulped and dropped the towel. With a click the door was closed and locked.

The Machamp stretched back, sliding his blazer off as Thomas caught sight of the nametag; 'George' in black text on a golden plate. As the lower set of arms pulled free of the fabric, they moved down, large hands gripping the massive shaft, pumping it in front of Thomas. The man gulped as he knelt before it, the almost human-like cock being stroked to full mast in front of his eyes. Once it was hard enough to point straight at Thomas' face, George removed his hands, placing one on the man's head, pulling it closer.

Thomas looked up to the massive pokemon, it's dominant grin urging him on. With a deep breath Thomas opened his mouth, The head was smooth and round, and slid between his lips with ease, though it's girth was something of an issue. Almost immediately the cock tapered to the width of a soda can, stretching Thomas' lips as it was pressed further in, the Machamps' big hand at the back of his head helping it along. The taste was savoury, and while not unpleasant it was quite strong. Thomas pushed back.

George allowed the man a moment to catch his breath before pushing his cock into Thomas' face again. This time he readily took the meaty prick as far as the back of his throat. Feeling the smooth head press against the first tight turn down his esophagus was almost too much but George knew to pull back. For several minutes the two continued like this, as Jeremy watched on, hand on his own cock, masturbating back to being hard.

Thomas himself was starting to get hard again, and really starting to get into sucking off the Machamp. George had let go of the man's head, Thomas happily bobbing up and down on that cock as he moaned in lust. He even tried several times getting that turgid head down his throat, but couldn't quite get enough force to do so. But eventually he could feel the massive member throbbing, so doubled his efforts. As the throb became a pulse, Thomas rammed his face down, that final push sending the pokemon cock sliding down his throat as he bottomed out against George's hips.

George cried out in lust as he came hard, flooding Thomas' stomach with his seed. Thomas moaned happily, a little surprised at the sheer volume of cum filling him up. The surprise turned to panic as he felt the backlog of cum build up pressure in his throat. Pulling away from George caused his mouth to explode with hot Machamp cum, as another blast of the pearly fluid splattered across his face. As Thomas collapsed to the floor coughing, Jeremy quickly came over to see if he was alright. On all fours, and staring down at a pool of cum, Thomas nodded.

He felt another spurt of cum land on his back, the warmth marking him, claiming him as a victory for the dominant Machamp. Then another landed across his lower back, and another across his arse. Thomas didn't need to look to know what was happening. He slid his knees further apart, allowing the machamp whatever access he wanted, breathing heavy as he waited for the inevitable.

Being still slick with Jeremy's cum, it was no trouble for George to slide his cock inside. It was the girth that proved difficult for the man to handle. “GAH!" Thomas yelped, as George thrust the remaining distance to hilt himself inside the human. Thomas looked up to Jeremy, a tear rolling down his cheek. Jeremy's eyes went wide as he realised what he'd allowed to happen. But before he could react, Thomas' hand shot out and grabbed his. The man's eyes were full of pain, but that wasn't the extent. Jeremy saw lust, need, hunger and the more he looked, he saw love. He had guessed from their previous interactions that Thomas would be fine with experimenting, but he was in this position because Jeremy wanted it.

To confuse the pokemon further, Thomas released Jeremy's hand and instead grabbed the Hakamo-o's erect cock, slowly jacking the pokemon off as George reached around and did the same to the throbbing human member. Thomas groaned lustily as he was being pumped by the one nailing him from behind, the huge hand pulling from base to tip before rubbing the head with its large thumb.

George began moving, the gentle grind of his oversized member slowly giving way to short thrusts as Thomas' arse loosened up. As Jeremy watched, Thomas pulled him closer, placing the tip of the pokemon's cock in his mouth and looking up, eyes practically begging Jeremy to fuck his face. Large pink feet stepped on Thomas' hands in such a way as to pin him there without hurting him. Then Jeremy - stowing his concerns for another time - pushed forward.

Several days ago, Thomas was a man busking on the streets for his food and sleeping on old newspapers. Now he was a trainer in the city being spitroasted by two pokemon in a hotel room. He barely had the time for that to register before the Machamp's firm handjob brought him beyond his own capability to think. His cries of ecstasy were silenced by the thick Hakamo-o cock pistoning into his throat as he came hard into the large grey hand. The vibrations of Thomas' vocalisations sent shivers up Jeremy's spine, urging him to go faster and harder.

Thomas' cock was being milked by the Machamp, his body spasming though a mind blowing orgasm the likes of which he'd never felt before. His body quivered as wave after wave of pleasure cascaded over his nerves, his sight gone; lost to sparkles and a golden shimmer creeping in from the edge of his eyes. His hands and knees could feel the bucking sway of the carpet while his arse and mouth were used as pleasure holes for his lovers; they were the only sensations remaining to inform the man of the outside world.

George slammed his hips into Thomas, the loosened and well lubricated hole gripping the massive member with enough force to feel every imperfection in the glorious monster; not to tight as to make entry difficult but oddly causing a kind of suction that slowed the Machamp's exit. Yet still the fighting type pounded away, his second set of hands tightly gripping the mans waist as his hips wailed against Thomas' arse.

Jeremy was the next to cum, ramming his cock down the man's throat as it erupted, filling Thomas' already full stomach with jet more hot protein. Thomas barely reacted, a simple hungry moan all he could manage as Jeremy's seed overflowed, flooding out over his chin and down the pokemon's thighs. But to Jeremy it was an amazing release. His trainer, taken by a big strong Machamp on one end, and himself on the other, covered in cum from head to toe, it was a wondrous thing to witness.

The sight of the Hakamo-o releasing his load, again painting the human's face in pokemon jizz set off the Machamp. His thick, veiny member unable to hold back the veritable torrent of cum it released. Thomas' eyes went wide as another orgasm rocked his body, the thick Machamp cock having thickened again in several throbs before filling him. He could feel his bowels bulge and slosh with the sheer volume of cum being pumped into him from both ends, the hand jacking him off still helping the man to fire rope after rope of his own jizz across the hotel room floor.

The overload of sensation was too much, Thomas' eyes looked up to Jeremy once, locking eyes with his friend, his lover, before rolling back. Jeremy could feel the man fall limp and quickly removed his cock from Thomas' mouth. A brief bit of panic was quickly put aside as Thomas coughed, his breathing heavy but there.

George, now spent, pulled himself free of the man's well used arse. Realising then how out of it the human was, he helped Jeremy carry Thomas to the bathroom. All three got under the massive shower and with the two working together, they cleaned the man - and themselves - off. By the time they got out, the Venipede and Deino were already tucking into the chips. They looked a little concerned at Thomas' limp body, but Jeremy assured them he was fine as he tucked the man into bed.

Dusting off his blazer, George bowed again and left, giving Jeremy a thankful wink. Jeremy nodded back, blushing as he closed the door. He walked back over to the table and sat down, staring at the burger. He was worried that he had gone too far. Pulling a strange pokemon in to fuck Thomas seemed like a fun idea at first, but the way his friend had looked at him had the Hakamo-o concerned. He would need to discuss it with Thomas in the morning. He needed to figure out what they were to each other, and whether there needed to be boundaries.

After all, he wasn't just a friend, or a lover. Thomas was his trainer. He wasn't like Parker. He was far more open to these sorts of things, where Parker… wasn't. The term Pokephile had been used to shame folks in the tabloids, the act of a human loving a pokemon seen as some sort of taboo or perverted act. What many of those places didn't consider is that the opposite existed as well, Pokemon with Human fetishes. He was one, and had been for years. And now that he'd found a human who felt the same way all his wants and thoughts and fantasies were available.

He looked over at Thomas' prone form, exhausted into unconsciousness. Jeremy hoped the man would sleep well, and not hold a grudge against him for the evenings events. It was fun, but Jeremy now saw how dangerous it was as well. His eyes and stomach returned to the burger in front of him. Then beyond it to the open backpack sitting on the counter. A very wide eyed, little green pokemon stared back at him.

“Mo Oh." Jeremy swore.

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