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Artie groaned a little as he hit the plush carpet floor of the gym den, with a grunt and a quick rub of his nose he sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes as a dull, rhythmic rumble rippled through the thick, blue carpet followed by the sound of a thunder crack.

The white furred canine looked around, his heart racing as his vision cleared and noticed that the living room was massive, chair legs looked like redwoods and the couch he was so recently sleeping on looked like an unassailable velvet cliff.

"Not again," he groaned as he slapped his palm against his head and looked to the source of the sound.

"Deis," Artie said with a tone of hope in his voice as the teen pokemorph's flip flop clad feet and cyan complexioned, svelte legs came close. The fox darted under the couch, not wanting another accident like last year's shoe incident to befall him.

The couch's springs groaned quietly as the Dratini settled his lithe form upon it with a soft coo escaping the effeminate male's lips. Artie's nose picked up the ever present scent of the young man's vanilla tinged scent as his massive feet slid back and out of his flip-flops, the fox noted that they were a bit damp.

"A shower I bet," the fox thought and had that same thought confirmed as a fluffy bath towel drifted down beside the discarded footwear.

Deis fidgeted a little and dug his girly looking toes into the carpet as he turned on the TV and looked around with a somewhat shameful look.

From his vantage point between the Dratini's massive, toned legs which now turned a pastel shade of purple as Deis queued up something rather naughty. Artie could make out the title "Dragonnair Swim team orgy" on the television and a blush crossed his cheeks.

"Well at least I know why we've been getting those extra charges on the cable bill," he muttered as the sound of moans brought about by girl on girl action came from the televisions speakers.

Now was a good a time as any, hopefully he could get noticed as he came out.

The fox scooted out between the Dratini's feet a hand resting against one of the massive, white soled appendages causing a short gasp from the occupied pokemorph who was now needing his semi-hard member, free hand gently cupping his white hued sac.

Deis shifted suddenly as Artie's paw brushed one of his ever sensitive feet, the jerk giving the fox a brief look at the wrinkly sole and instep before it bowled him end over end only for him to come to rest between the Dratini's legs.

He shook the stars from his vision as Deis's foot shifted again, the fox finding himself pinned beneath the smooth, soft plush that was Deis's sole as the Dratini continued to stroke and tease himself, unaware that his beloved trainer was pinned beneath his foot and slowly smothering beneath the warm, wrinkly mass.

The shift of fabric against the Dratini's firm rear were barely heard from Artie's position as Deis slowly slid to the carpet his legs moving to allow him to sit in a loose, cross-legged position. Artie barely grabbed onto a wrinkle in the boy's foot as the room became a vanilla and musk scented blur. The momentum of Deis's leg as it settled, was such that it launched the poor fox against the boy's tight sac, only to comically bounce off unnoticed.

Artie stared up at the monstrous, throbbing member above him, Deis's delicate hands gently and teasingly stroked it and toyed with his white balls as foggy droplets of pre oozed from his slit and over his cyan toned, effeminate fingers, giving it a delicate sheen as it pumped along its throbbing length.

The fox covered his face as a few errant drops splattered and drooled down only to land with soft "pafs" as they dropped around him, one errant spatter landed on his chest and matted the snow white fur to him.

Artie forced himself to his feet as he tried to wipe the sticky, sweet scented ooze from his chest as he shouted up at his Pokémon and waved.

"Deis, come on down here," the fox shouted for all he was worth, but between the moans on the TV and the soft, girly moans from the Dratini he was left unheard.

The Dratini's strokes slowed as his breathing intensified, Artie covered his head more than familiar with this reaction but no orgasm came as Deis slowed his strokes and scooted a little, wanting to enjoy the feel of edging for the first time. His lithe body shuddered and soft, cute moans left his lips as he ran a thumb over his horribly sensitive cock head before he returned to stroking himself.

Artie let out a breath of relief as he looked up a dirty thought of spending some quality time and showing his dragon Pokémon some other techniques flashed in his mind for a moment and he felt himself harden as he watched the somewhat intimate act of shy onanism.

"He'd probably hide in his room for a week if he knew I was down here, "the fox thought as he mulled over ways to get Deis's attention as he barely avoided another drizzle of pre that oozed between Deis's fingers and down to his musky balls.

Cheesy porno music filled the room as the film came to its climax scene as Artie moved next to Deis's sac and gently pushed against it, he regretted the act almost immediately as the young man's attentive hand scooped and pressed the fox's soft body against the warm orbs and gently drug him along their girth and then slowly along the pre slicked, throbbing length of his member as the boy changed hands as he slowly leaned lower against the couch. His now free hand, sticky with pre trailed down past Artie as he was slowly pressed and rubbed against the boy's length.

A sharp meep and soft shudder told the trainer all he needed to know as he could make out Deis's hand down by his rear, his index finger gently shuttling in and out of his tight hole as he began to stroke vigorously.

For what seemed like eternity, Artie was subjected to the rough treatment of being rubbed up and down the slick, sticky length of Deis's member, each stroke rolled and dragged him along the hot, pulsing length, strands of pre peeled away from his body and Deis's palm as the Dratini finally went over the edge.

A sharp grunt that turned into the boy's characteristic meep echoed across the living room as his body went rigid and shook violently as shuddering gasps left his mouth.

Artie gagged and choked as rope after thick rope of Deis's seed oozed between the spaces between the Pokémon's fingers and nearly drowned him in copious amounts of sweet tasting, thick seed. The boy's throbbing member pulsed hard and fast as more and more cum oozed like white lava from a fleshy volcano making the Dratini's hand look as if it'd been coated in icing.

The young man's skin shifted to a nearly pink hue as he looked at the mess he had made, gooey strings dripped and plopped to the carpet and matted it down as he gasped and relaxed, enjoying the come down. Deis gently removed his finger from his rear, the tight muscle clenched at the digit teasingly and sent small aftershocks of orgasmic pleasure through him as he finally extracted it and slumped so his sweaty body rested against the couch, his rear slipping into the small puddle on the carpet and giving him an odd feel along his sweat slicked ass.

Artie gasped and coughed up some of the Dratini's seed from his mouth, his fur matted to his body as if he'd been near drowned by a can of musky sweet scented styling mousse. Light filtered in as his Pokémon's hand opened and moved, Artie tried to move but found himself stuck fast to the boy's white palm, an odd tingle went through him and he felt his body expand ever so slightly.....

With a soft shudder and characteristic meep, Deis moved his sticky, cum stained hand away from his softly pulsing member and brought it to his lips. He stared for a long moment and looked around before he took a tentative lick of his fingers, cleaning himself.

As he reached his palm, pink tongue out for another naughty lick, he noticed something familiar, a pair of blue pants and matted white fur.

"M..master Artie," Deis exclaimed, his tone more than a little embarrassed as he fumbled with his free hand for the remote and quickly turned the TV off, if his skin could get any more flushed he'd have fainted.

"Urg, hey Deis," Artie managed as he coughed out another small amount of boy cream.

Deis fidgeted, he was about to peal Artie away when his ear fins flicked. He and Artie both looked to the doorway to see Moonlight and Lynn, both with smirks on their face, the Umbreon with a small camera.

"I owe you a coke Lynn, never thought he had it in him," the Umbreon quipped as he gave the Vaporeon a playful elbow in the ribs.

"Heh, he was like a faucet there," Lyn said with a teasing tone.

"Gonna need a wet vac to get this up," Moonlight commented with a giggle as he watched Deis all but leap out the door.

It took them 3 weeks to get Deis to come out of his room. He'd never been so embarrassed.