Scolipede... am I breedable to you?
A particular buizel would strongly like to know the answer to this question.
“Scolipede. Am I… breedable to you?” The asker, a cute little buizel, pressed their paws together hopefully as they peered up at the behemoth horse bug with hope.
Scolipede sighed in the type of long-lasting pain that could never be solved as the source of it was unstoppable and incorrigible. “Buizel, my dick is the size of your entire torso. If not bigger.”
“I bet I can make it fit!” Buizel assured him, spinning over onto all fours and smacking their own butt. He gave it a shake. “Buizel space is no joke. Imagine how tight I’d be! Milking every inch of you I can take.”
Scolipede’s tired expression did not change. “I’m not killing you with my dick.”
“Of course you wouldn’t!” Buizel figured the butt shaking wasn’t working, so he got back on two feet again. “I’d get you all slick to start with, mapping out every inch of your cock with my tongue.”
“Saliva does not make a difference in real life,” Scolipede replied flatly. “Your butt is small, my dick is wide, I’d break you.”
“You’d break me for other guys,” Buizel sighed, fantasising intently. “I’d be so tight you’d mould me around your cock, the perfect cocksleeve to get off in whenever you pleased.”
“Even if you could survive it,” Scolipede said, walking to a lounging point and laying down at it. “it would be a long undertaking to prepare you each time, not something that could be done every day.”
Buizel scurried after him, stepping on his flank and into the crook between legs and stomach. “Every morning I could wake you up bouncing on your morning wood, taking it so far you could see your flare through my chest.”
Scolipede raised an eye. “You have ribs, Buizel. I… presume, at least.” He adjusted his position, letting one leg hang over the other. Buizel took the invitation, pressing their nose into Scolipede’s crotchal area.
Taking a deep breath. “Stink me up with your musk, make sure everyone knows who I belong to. Every pokemon would know who I got laid with, and they’d be jealous that I got the breeder stud.”
“Still can’t breed you,” Scolipede said as Buizel pressed their paws into his sheath, already stirring from Buizel’s relentless descriptions.
“Bet you can,” Buizel replied, stroking the inches of bug horse cock that began to extend from the sheath, long and heavy, dripping with musk and precum. “Bet I can take it.”
Scolipede snorted dismissively even as Buizel hugged his cock, striding up to point it skywards until it did indeed extend past his torso and into his neck. “See,” Buizel said, as if this proved everything. “I can take it.”
“No you can’t,” Scolipede replied. “It is too thick and you are too small. That, ooh, that…” Buizel was licking the tip of his dick, swirling his tongue around the very end over and over before pressing it against his mouth.
He couldn’t fit the shaft into his mouth quite, but he gave it quite the try, sucking hard on it as he hugged it against his body. Paws stroking up and down, legs getting in on the action too, fully grasping it.
Scolipede huffed a pleasured sound as Buizel’s tongue pressed into the slit of his cock and snaked inside, eyes fluttering as the little water type massaged the full length of it with his whole body.
Something hard and warm pressed against his shaft, evidence of Buizel’s own arousal, and the small pokemon humped Scolipede’s cock as he sucked and thrust his tongue down it.
The first bubble of precum drenched his neck, oozing down with a slight purple tint and sticking his fur together.
“Now look at you,” Scolipede panted, rolling onto his back fully as Buizel took a moment to examine himself. “You’re going to get yourself poisoned at this rate.”
“Poisoned with horny, maybe,” Buizel replied casually.
“It’s not an aphrodisiac that you are built to handle,” Scolipede protested as Buizel ran his paw against his fur, and Scolipede’s oozing cock, and swallowed it with shivering moans.
“I can take it,” he insisted, giving a few humps to the air, his own cock bouncing. Another throb from Scolipede got his back covered in precum too and Buizel grinned. “You’re loving this, imagine what it’ll be like to breed me properly?”
“Won’t happen,” Scolipede replied as Buizel lapped at his cock again. “You’re too small and breakable.”
“Mmmn and this is so hard ,” Buizel hummed, climbing onto his dick. He batted the very tip with his own dick, saying, “I bet mine would fit in here, but I can’t breed you, you’re too strong.”
“You are crazy even thinking of fucking my dick.”
Buizel tested the limits, getting awfully close to doing just that, thinner tapered dick gathering that purplish precum and catching against his tip before sliding up. The gigantic cock twitched again, smothering his cock and balls in precum too. Buizel laughed happily, knowing Scolipede was enjoying this almost as much as he was.
He twisted around in a single motion, so that he was riding Scolipede’s cock like a man would a tauros at a show. “It’s so hard,” he said, running his paws up the little bit he wasn’t sitting on. “Imagine it, spreading my hole wide open, sinking into my walls, you’re so strong you could break through any resistance.”
“If there’s resistance, you stop ,” Scolipede grunted as Buizel’s thighs were quite effective nonetheless. “I think your bones would be in the way as well, putting aside ripping you apart.”
“Buizel’s don’t rip,” Buizel claimed, making a face. “Ripping is a terrible word too, so unsexy, Scolipede. I guess you’re such a powerful alpha that you think in violent and sexy thoughts, taking what you want, the biggest, the boss.”
“Alpha’s are not a thing,” Scolipede protested more of Buizel’s fantasies. “Besides the few pokemon released by humans who installed that craziness into them, the packs are a group effort with no one person truly being in charge.”
“Shhh,” Buizel said. “You’re speaking crazy again, like how crazy it is that I’m not impaled on this rod of virility. You wanna breed me so badly, don’t you, Scolipede? Wanna make me have your eggs.”
“...we’re both male.”
“You’d fuck me,” Buizel continued as if he didn’t hear him, “until I was heavy with your clutch. Filling me with your eggs and I’d keep them safe until it was time, but I wouldn’t be empty for long before you gave me a new clutch. Don’t worry, I’ll suck your dick when I can’t take you down there all the time.”
“You… nngh, can’t fit it in your mouth let alone anywhere else.” Buizel stood, tail sweeping down Scolipede’s length playfully, the furs dancing and causing him to spill another load of precum on his own belly.
Buizel snickered. “Horny Scolipede, every drop looks like a whole load.” He wrapped his paws around the end of his cock and lifted it up, stepping just far enough so that it could press against his butt.
“It won’t fit,” Scolipede said, feeling most of Buizel’s butt pressing against his tip. Buizel didn’t respond, tail raised so the finest of his furs and the skin of his pucker pressed against the bits of Scolipede’s cock. He swayed his hips, pressing back and forth against Scolipede and moaning softly as Scolipede held his breath.
He pressed back, right against himself, hard for a long moment before the slickness of the precum and the lack of advancement caused the cock to slip and slide between his legs.
Scolipede snorted out a hot breath and his hips jerked once, sliding his cock between Buizel’s legs, clamps by his thighs and rubbing his balls as he went.
“Ooh, you wanna make sure every inch of me on the outside knows every inch of your cock first,” Buizel said happily, he grasped Scolipede’s tip and tugged it forwards, holding it in place as well as he slid his precum-slickened thighs along Scolipede’s dick. “Showing me a real mon’s breeding tool, the whole load from my balls wouldn’t even register compared to just your precum.”
“Historically inaccurate,” Scolipede panted as Buizel’s thighs worked him. “Your-”
“Shush, mmmmaster,” Buizel crooned and Scolipede rolled his eyes. “There’s still a part of you I haven’t worshipped yet.”
“And that is?”
Buizel stepped off his cock suddenly, causing Scolipede to snort again, dick throbbing against his underbody as Buizel strutted down the length of his dick to his balls. “How does a bug type have balls anyway?” Buizel asked, placing a paw gently between them and sliding it up the seam.
Scolipede shuddered, back legs kicking at the sinfully gentle touch. “Your heavy balls, sloshing with cum and seed.”
“Sperm,” Scolipede corrected. “Just call it what it is.”
“Ball batter.”
“I will bite you.”
Buizel snickered as he curled around, standing on Scolipede’s tail. “Heavy, musky, balls. Just waiting to give a lucky mon eggs, let them know exactly who you belong to. Who’s good enough to take you.”
“You. It’s not a ‘good enough’ thing, Buizel. It, ah-”
Buizel lapped a slow, teasingly-light, lick up the seam of Scolipede’s balls. “Imagine these bouncing off my butt, hammering me with your cock, showing me what’s about to flood me until my belly is swollen with your cum.”
“You. You. It would come out your mouth before it made a noticeable bulge in your stomach.”
“I would never let a drop out.”
“It sounds horribly uncomfortable for you.”
“It would be sooo gooood , Scolipede. Swollen with your cum, so it looks like I have your eggs.”
“At least you’ve remembered we’re both males.”
“Would you like me more if I could take your eggs?” Buizel asked, giving him deerling eyes.
Scolipede’s expression did not change. “A female buizel couldn’t take it either, M-”
“Buizel.”
A sigh. “Buizel. But in any regard, no, I much prefer to tolerate you as you are.”
“You do love me, Scolipede!”
“...you’re still not breedable, Buizel.”
Buizel lathered his balls in spit, pressing his nose in deep and sucking at his balls in kind. His own hardness pressed noticeably against Scolipede’s tail, grinding softly against him.
“Do you want to cum, Scolipede?” Buizel asked coyly, grinding against him as his paws tugged at the base of Scolipede’s cock. “I want you to cum, so much, so hard, all for me.”
Scolipede’s stomach held noticeable tension as he puffed out a breath. “Yes.”
“Do you want to breed me, Scolipede?”
“I can’t.”
“But do you want to breed me ?” Buizel pressed, clambering onto his cock again, stroking it with his paws, his thighs, grinding his own cock against it. “Feel my walls cling so desperately to you, every inch of me begging for you to breed me? You want to feel me cum, milking your cock for all you can give me, flooding me with your cum, breeding me, breeding me until I can’t take anymore? Do you want to breed me, Scolipede?”
“...”
Buizel bent over, lapping gently at the tip of Scolipede’s cock, pressing his tongue down the hole again as he ran his paws around the head. His own thrusts moved his legs that hooked themselves around the slickened cock, feeling the heartbeat, feeling it throb and press his legs apart with each twitch.
“I do want to breed you, Buizel,” Scolipede grit out, teeth gnashing together as he began to pant. “Hear you squeal for me, begging all the time and finally getting what you want. Taking all this.” He flexed his cock, it pulled Buizel off his belly for a moment before he fell back down, drawing a moan from Scolipede. “Fffuck, Buizel.”
Buizel’s body moved like a machine for his pleasure, squeezing and rubbing and licking every part as Scolipede’s words failed him and his cock began to spasm. “Fuck. Fuck! Fuck, Buizel! Take it!” He threw his head back and moaned as Buizel’s machinations milked the indifference out of him.
The first shot was like a canon, and Buizel pulled his head out of the way only with a second to spare before the first arc of cum splattered over Scolipede’s head and onto the rocks behind him. The second and third shots were even stronger before the fourth splattered along Scolipede’s neck.
The massive horse bug writhed in pleasure as Buizel continued riding his cock, squeezing every iota of pleasure from him that he knew how to do. He thrashed, grinding the plates of his body into the rocks, gasping and roaring out as more jets of cum shot all around.
Finally, after over thirty seconds of mad movement, Scolipede began to sag in relief as the orgasm began to taper, Buizel returning to lapping at his cock, taking brief but intense samples that passed along his tongue, painting Scolipede’s body in the purple-tinted cum before he finally began to calm down.
Panting hard, one eye covered in his own cum, Scolipede peered for Buizel who was detangling himself from Scolipede’s dick and standing up. Buizel was still rock hard, twitching and throbbing hard, dripping with precum but not having cum himself.
Scolipede didn’t speak, he continued to pant but opened his mouth wider and Buizel took careful steps up the slippery puddles to reach his head. He grabbed a hold of each antennae with a paw and let his cock rest on Scolipede’s tongue, thrusting against it slowly before speeding up rapidly.
Scolipede made a few muffled hums of enjoyment as Buizel used his mouth, closing it slowly until he could just envelop Buizel’s cock with his tongue, making a wet muscular ring for his cock to fuck before Buizel gasped out sharply.
He gave a full body shudder, starting from his knees and up to his shoulders before sinking fully into Scolipede’s mouth, moaning thickly as he filled Scolipede’s mouth with his cum in kind.
Scolipede had to swallow twice, the buizel put out a lot, before Buizel let himself tumble back with a sigh and a chuckle.
Swallowing thickly again, Scolipede peered down at the dork on his stomach. “Was that as silly as you said it’d be?” Buizel asked.
“Yes, Miles, yes it was,” he replied, licking his mouth. He tilted his head as Miles smiled cheekily up at him. “But, maybe I didn’t mind it all that much. You certainly are creative.”
“Heheheh, thanks, Saul. You got pretty creative at the end there too. Though, you never did really answer my question? Am I breedable to you?”
Saul moved his head down until it was right up to Miles’ little nose. “Submissive and breedable, every day.” Miles beamed at him. “If it wouldn’t break you in half.”
Miles smacked him, gently as his paws were as soft as cotton candy. “You just can’t help ruining it, can you?” He then kissed him on the mouth, more of a peck considering their size difference. “I guess I still love you.”
“Aren’t I lucky.”
“Aww, do you not love me anymore?”
Saul closed his eyes and then poked him with his face. “Breedable or not, of course I love you.”