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When Levin awoke, he was laying on top of his bed, which was caked with dried cum all over the covers. He groaned a bit, realizing the mess he'd have to clean up...but there seemed little point in doing that right now, when he still had a horny-as-hell Chesnaught to take care of. Maybe they would do it elsewhere today, but there was still a chance of returning here, so he wasn't going to obsess about it. If worse came to worse, he would sleep elsewhere.

The soreness from the previous day's activity was well-worn on him, his ass in a constant thrum of ache and his cock and balls protesting their overuse. Not a surprise at all; Bowen hadn't conked out until after the eighth round, and Levin had been drained barren by then. He'd gone past overdoing it, though it wasn't like he'd had any say in the matter, and he supposed this was his body's way of telling him he didn't need any more sex for a while.

Of course, that was utterly immaterial. Bowen was still here, and for all he knew the drug was still working on his system. If he lost it again, it wouldn't matter how exhausted Levin was, he was going to be fucked.

Yawning, he headed to the shower and got himself washed up. Staying clean would be a futile endeavor, but he wanted the old stuff off of him at least. It would just feel wrong to have the previous day's evidence left on him. Besides that, he wanted to feel cleaned up for at least a little bit before the mess of the day came to bear. And a warm shower was soothing on his aching muscles anyway, so that was an added plus. He could tell from the wetness on the floor of the shower that Bowen had already been in there, and he suspected the Chesnaught had had similar thoughts.

Finally cleaned up, he stepped out and toweled off, feeling a bit more refreshed. He considered dressing himself briefly, then decided against it; with Bowen having gotten to know him so intimately, and so likely to do so again, modesty seemed superfluous. Instead, he headed downstairs in the nude, descending into the main living room of his house.

He could already see a figure sitting on one of the chairs, not moving and not responding obviously to him, but Levin was sure he heard him anyway. Bowen had removed the large armored shell from his back and set it aside on the ground, fortunately for the furniture. It made him look somewhat smaller overall, though that was kind of an illusion, as Levin knew the Chesnaught had a couple inches on him regardless. As he walked nearby, he could see that the cock that had gone into him so often the previous day was still standing tall, though Bowen wasn't attending to it. His eyes were closed and his breathing was deep but calm, and it looked to Levin like he was trying to keep himself that way. Interrupting could be dangerous, but if the Chesnaught was on the verge of losing it he wanted to know sooner rather than later. "How're you doing, Bowen?"

Bowen's eyes opened to look at him, and Levin could definitely see the change even from afar; much more controlled and focused, though still with a tightness that predicted his answer. "Better, but not great...I'm more in control of myself right now, but the heat's building again. It's slower, but I'm gonna lose it eventually."

Levin nodded, half-suspecting that from the start. "I guess that's to be expected...if we go before you lose control, do you think it'll help keep you in control?"

"I hope so, but hell if I know...fuck, when I agreed to this I didn't think it would hit me this hard. These drugs aren't supposed to last this long, are they?"

"No...but I think Julius might've given you too much. You're a Grass-type, and they're sensitive to chemicals, so any drug is gonna be extra-potent..."

"And of course Julius wouldn't think about that," Bowen finished with a growl. "Fan-fucking-tastic. Would've been great for him if I was where I should have been...that fox had better be living it up because he's gonna have hell to pay when this gets done."

"I can only imagine what you'll have in store. At least you've got someone to work it out with."

"Yeah, that's not helping. Raping one of my trainer's close friends, heck, one of MY friends, isn't gonna win me any points with anyone."

"Don't worry, it's not your fault. You weren't in control of any of these circumstances, Julius doped you up and Kitt put you here. They're more culpable than anyone. Besides, I'll be honest, I was getting pretty desperate for some action anyway."

Bowen gave him a slight, rueful smile. "There's no way that was the kind of action you had in mind."

"Well, no, but that's what tempting fate gets you."

"It shouldn't. And what if it happens again? I'm under control now but I'm afraid if I start doing it again it'll do the opposite of keep me in check, it'll set it off again."

"Then let it." Levin rubbed Bowen's head reassuringly. "I'm more than happy to help. My ass is yours to use until you're back to normal, okay?"

"You might regret saying that. We don't know how long this is gonna last."

"Not as long as I'm going to be able to lord this over Kitt and Julius. Trust me, they'll more than make up for any inconvenience, I'll make sure of it." Truthfully, Levin wasn't that upset with the situation. True, it hadn't been at all what he had expected to happen...but at the same time, it was nice to get laid for the first time in ages, even if it was with an oversexed badger Pokémon who had given him the roughest ride he'd ever had. However, despite that fact, he wasn't going to let either of the two who had made it happen off easy; after all, Julius was long past needing to learn his lesson about his inattentiveness and carelessness, and Kitt's screwing around had been troublesome for a while.

"Well, if you say so...um, do you think it would be a problem if you came over here and, uh, helped me work this off again?"

"Sure, like I said, I'm yours to use."

Levin stepped over to the middle of the room and laid down on his back, spreading his legs wide. It was a sight that Bowen certainly couldn't refuse, although he was surprised a bit that it was so quick. He shuffled over to the human, panting a bit as his drug-induced lust started to climb again. "Are you sure? I mean, don't you want some time to prepare?"

Levin shook his head. "Nah, I'm good. If I could handle you yesterday without any prep, I can do it today, too." He didn't let on that he was actually looking forward to it, now that he knew what was coming and he'd gotten more used to Bowen's size.

The Chesnaught was hardly in the mood to argue; on the contrary, his cock was almost yelling at him to get going. So without further discussion, he clamped his arms down on Levin's and thrust himself in deep, burying his full size into Levin once again, groaning at the renewal of that wonderful tight feeling around his most sensitive parts. "Mmph, fuck...that feels so good..."

"Yeah..." Being mentally prepared for it this time made the entry feel so much more pleasurable, even with the lack of physical preparation. Levin moaned loudly as he was stretched open again, those spikes scratching itches he'd never had before. Soon Bowen was working him at a steady pace, a far cry from the frenzy of the previous day, and he was loving every second of it. "Ah...harder, Bowen..."

The Chesnaught obliged, leaning further over Levin as he picked up the pace, his spiked cock entering the human's backside with considerably more velocity. His cock was drooling quite a bit into that cavern, slicking up the passage and definitely making it easier to go faster. Despite his earlier uncertainties, he had to admit that Levin was a great fuck, better than quite a few of the Pokémon he'd had, and as embarrassed as he would be to admit it, he was hoping to have another chance at him at a later time, when he was fully in control of himself.

Levin's hands started to cling to those muscular arms, his touch almost demanding even more from Bowen. He was dripping himself, both pre from the tip of his cock and sweat from the rest of his body as the heat of the day combined with the intensity of the fuck to warm him up considerably. He could feel Bowen slowly growing faster, and his own body almost trying to push back into him, not able to do much in his position but still feeling the urge to try...

And then suddenly Bowen stopped dead, halfway inside Levin, so rapidly that it threw him for a loop. Levin opened his eyes, about to ask why, but the question died as he saw Bowen's shocked expression not looking at him. His gaze traveled over to where Bowen was looking, and he felt his heart skip a beat. A Greninja was standing with his arms folded on the back of the couch, watching the two of them with the interest of an entertaining TV program. "Before you ask how long I've been standing here, it was about the time you started asking for it harder. And I thought they only did that in porn."

"Siris!" Levin had completely forgotten that his own Pokémon partner was coming home. "It's not what it looks like!"

"Oh?" Siris sounded more amused than anything. "It looks like you're getting lanced by a horny Chesnaught and like it a lot."

"Well...okay, it is what it looks like, but it's not what you think!"

"We'll see about that. Now, please, enlighten me...why is Bowen here, rather than that annoying Ninetales who you told me was going to be here? Not that I mind, really, but I do wonder about the confusion."

"The fucker pulled a switcheroo on us," Bowen said before Levin had a moment to respond. "And I got drugged up in prep for some heavy-duty breeding..."

"And that's all I needed to know." Siris was nothing if not inductive, and those few tidbits of information were enough to explain everything. He vaulted over the couch and stepped up close to the pair, drinking in the view; by the looks of his growing erection, he was enjoying the sight. "Not exactly putting up a struggle, are you Levin? Desperate enough to finally turn to a Pokémon?"

"It's not funny, Siris," Levin returned, flushing.

"Oh, I disagree. But I'm simply disappointed that I wasn't there first. I was hoping to be your introduction to cross-species pleasure, but it appears our big green friend beat me to it. I hope you at least gave him a good time, Bowen."

"If you wanted something you could have said, you know, anything about it!" Levin half-shouted. Being chastised by the frog was a bit irritating - Siris knew full well about his lack of luck, and had he been at all suggestive of what he was suggesting now Levin doubted he would have hesitated to ask.

"Without knowing whether you'd freak out about the idea? I've seen partnerships destroyed over less. Anyway, now that the cat's out of the bag, I hope you'd allow me to join in."

"If you want your dick sucked you should probably lose the attitude."

"Something tells me you'll do it either way, so why make the effort?" Siris moved around in front of Levin, showing off his full erection. It wasn't as thick as Bowen's, though it was almost as long, and glistened with a natural slickness. Levin gave the Greninja a glower, but they both knew he was right; the attitude was all for play anyway, and truth be told Levin was getting into the condescending talk, it was mirroring some of his own thoughts on the whole affair.

Bowen suddenly pulled out of Levin, and before he could protest he was flipped over onto all fours. Now his head was in perfect position to suck off Siris, and the frog wasted no time pushing him down onto it, Levin opening up and taking the slick length into his mouth without complaint. It was easily larger than anything he'd sucked before, but it was long and slick and went in without a lot of difficulty. A moment later, Bowen thrust back in, not going any easier even with the other person involved. He kept his grip tight on Levin's body as he hammered the human's ass, sending rushes of pleasure through him.

Levin focused on trying to please Siris, bobbing down on the frog's length and using his tongue to try to tease over his slick shaft and tip. It seemed to be working for Siris, who was letting out moans and sighs of contentment quite frequently. "For someone who doesn't get much action, you suck dick really well. I really should have done this sooner." He kept his hand on the back of Levin's head to make sure he couldn't look up and reply to the teasing. "Guess I'll just be making up for lost time then. And taking Bowen like a champ, too, seems like you might want more of him...maybe your bad luck was because you're into Pokémon rather than humans. People can sense that, you know."

Levin didn't let the taunts faze him; Siris obviously knew he hadn't ever done it with a Pokémon before, nor showed any special interest in that. It was just his way of being dirty. He kept up with playing with Siris with his mouth, and squeezing down on Bowen every now and then, as he felt himself build up to his climax.

Siris was first, though, as he suddenly stuffed himself all the way into Levin's mouth and started shooting, round after round of watery spunk filling him up, only a small amount coming back up to his tongue and giving him a taste. As the frog filled him from one end, Bowen started to do the same from the other, grunting as one last thrust hammered into Levin before he swelled up again, spikes digging in once more as he started shooting. The last thrust had hit his prostate square, sending him over the edge as well, his own load shooting onto the floor below them as the two mons claimed his holes.

It took a while for him to finally be freed up, but finally Siris let his mouth go and Bowen let his ass have a break. He laid an the floor, panting, quite drained but certain that his day was only just beginning. Above him, he could hear Siris talking to Bowen. "Since you had a head start with him, I think it's only fair that I get a bit of time with him to myself."

"It wasn't by choice, you know."

"I know, but the fact remains. We've got time, you'll get your chance again, just let me have my moment, okay?"

"Fine, fine...I'll sit this one out, or at least try." Bowen stepped back a couple paces and sat back on the ground, his erection still jutting out in front of him. He certainly didn't look relieved, but he tried to keep an even keel as he watched the Greninja turn Levin back over.

Levin found himself looking up at his longtime companion with a great degree of uncertainty. "You really want this, Siris, or are you just trying to toy with me?"

"As much fun as it is to mess with you, Levin, I'm quite serious. For as much time as I've spent with you, I'm surprised you never caught on to it, though...I won't deny that I was more worried than frustrated, not knowing how you'd respond. But now that we're beyond all that, I'd like to take things to the next level, and keep them there."

He still could hardly believe it, but Levin wasn't about to argue with it; he'd been looking for closeness for a while, and with the already quite close relationship he had with Siris, he knew what he would be getting. So with a nod, he said, "All right...then let's take it there."

Siris felt a deep glow of happiness at Levin's acceptance, and with enthusiasm he penetrated his partner, his slick cock sliding in with ease after the stretching Levin had already gotten from Bowen. Although still on the larger side, it didn't have quite the length or girth of the Chesnaught; still, Levin sounded as if he was getting enough pleasure from it, moaning as it reached its full depth within him.

They could hear panting from nearby, and both of them took a moment to look over at Bowen. The Chesnaught was panting hard, and it was clear from the dripping fluids on his dick that he was in need again. "You all right?" Siris asked.

Bowen shook his head. "Sorry...this stuff's getting to me faster than I thought."

"Do you think you'll be able to hold off long enough?"

"I doubt it. D'you think I could...you know, have a crack at you?"

Siris's eyes narrowed as Bowen's face reddened. He wasn't typically a bottom, and for most people the request would earn them a quick smack. But he was friends with Bowen and knew he was in a bad situation...plus, if anyone could make it feel good, it would be a type-advantaged mon. "Very well, I suppose."

"Thank you so much!" In a flash, Bowen had bounded over to the joined pair, shifting Siris's body so that his cock had a good angle in. The quickness and boldness of it still surprised the Greninja despite his assent.

"You know I don't do this, so you'll be careful, right?"

"Won't be a thing. Just hold on a second."

"Wait, what're you-" Siris was cut off as Bowen penetrated him in a powerful thrust, driving himself to the hilt with one solid motion. The Greninja's eyes bugged out as he opened his mouth wide and let out a loud "GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!"

Time seemed to freeze momentarily as the sound echoed in their ears, Siris's facial color darkening into almost Nidoking-ish purples as Levin and Bowen desperately shook with barely-repressed laughter. "I swear to Arceus...one fucking word..."

"N-not...saying...a-anything..." Bowen managed to get out, each word quivering as he tried to keep his composure.

Still grumbling a bit, Siris shifted and rocked back, pulling out a bit of Levin and pushing back into Bowen, distracting them from his embarrassment through a well-timed jolt of pleasure. It worked quickly, rapidly triggering Bowen's amped-up lust and starting him thrusting into the frog, exercising some measure of restraint but still going pretty hard at it. Siris had to work hard to keep from getting too loud at the treatment - it felt a hell of a lot better than he'd thought, the thick cock and those devious spikes rubbing him all the right ways.

Soon the two Pokémon were both in a steady pace, though it was a different pace for each of them. Siris provided a bulwark between the powerful thrusts of Bowen and the tight ass of Levin, keeping the human well stimulated with his own penetration but keeping him from feeling the full force of what he himself was getting. This meant that he was moving back onto Bowen's cock at irregular intervals with the Chesnaught's thrusts, giving Bowen a rather unique experience that his lewd growls revealed he was quite enjoying.

For Levin, it was a much different experience from what he had had over the past two days. The filling was less, and the force was reduced, yet it felt amazing in a whole different way. The ease at which Siris was entering him was incredible...and perhaps it was because of how raw he'd been fucked, or maybe it was the Dark-type nature of the Greninja, but there was a sensation along with every thrust which simply felt divine. He lost himself in it, letting Siris have whatever he wanted, the feeling of his own arousal building up quite rapidly once again.

Suddenly Bowen bore down on them, his body crashing down on Siris's back as he ramped up his assault drastically. Without warning, Siris's body was forced into Levin's, and his hips started pounding into the human as they were subject to the ferocious energy of the addled Chesnaught. The double pleasure Siris was under was much more than he was prepared to handle, and he was the first to blow, croaking out wantonly as he began spurting into Levin, a flood of watery cum rushing deep inside the human.

Still the pounding didn't let up, being maintained by Bowen's insatiability. Levin could feel Siris's cock being forced into him, giving him those amazing sensations and touchinghis pleasure points even as it shot everything it had inside of him, and soon enough it got him to reach his own climax, his cock barely dribbling due to its overuse but the pleasure still wracking him, causing him to jerk and cry out underneath the two Pokémon. Bowen was the last one to hit his peak, snarling as he slammed home one final time and let loose his own sticky load into Siris, getting a worn-out moan from the frog as he got the pleasure of being filled for the first time, as well as the sudden added bulk and poking from those spikes.

It took a good minute or more for Bowen's peak to fall away, and he got himself off of Siris, looking a bit embarrassed. "Whoops...sorry, it got to me again..." He didn't exactly sound as sorry as his words, though perhaps because it was clear he was still not out of the woods of the drug yet.

"Hmph...because that felt as good as it did, you'll be forgiven, this time." Siris's cockiness didn't quite fully hide how much he'd enjoyed it, and it was hard to pretend he wasn't going to want to try at again at some point. "But I hope it means Levin and I will be able to get some time between ourselves.

"Not now," Bowen replied, a hint of a growl on his voice. "I wanna screw him again."

"So soon? I don't know what Julius gave you, but he clearly wasn't thinking all the way through."

"I know, but I can't do anything about it except act. It's either gonna be him or you, and right now I kinda want it to be Levin."

Siris glanced over to Levin. "And you're all right with this?"

Levin nodded. "I told him, my ass was his until he was back to normal. You know I stick by my word."

Siris looked between the two of them and shrugged. "Well, if that's the deal, then I'll be the one to take a break. Try not to ruin him for me, Bowen."

The Chesnaught was hardly listening as he pounced on Levin again, his cock ramming into the human's ass as he began rutting him again. Siris simply laid himself on the couch and watched the scene, letting his arousal build up from the raunchy display. It was a bit of a pain having to keep waiting, but Bowen wasn't going to be under the influence that much longer, and he'd have plenty of time to get Levin to himself. As long as the situation was what it was, no sense in not enjoying it.