Commission: Fun For The Family (5/5)
Story by AstroSecant on SoFurry
Final part of the commission by
, and it's a doozy! This includes probably the most complex sex scene I've written to date. And certainly the longest tag list.
The rest of the day passed by fairly uneventfully. Coming back from the training center, they found Morrie an exhausted, cum-matted ball of satisfied fluff, having been worked over thoroughly by the three canines. Chris left the clean-up to Mason and went back to think about and draw up ideas for routines, though he found himself having a bit of trouble focusing, visions of sexy Pokémon filling his head. The fact that they hadn't been frontliners for a while was starting to really wear on him...he didn't know if they could regain the spotlight, and he wasn't interested in being a grunt worker. He'd been considering private performances for a while, going on his own and doing his thing at smaller venues, but such a thing wasn't going to be good for his finances...except, now he had a possible source of income that would keep him comfortable. That had to be part of the reason he was so tempted...it meant a way out of the grind he was in. He didn't want to bring it up to anyone else, not while it was still so uncertain, but it was weighing on him as he tried to think about his work.
Mason did get Morrie cleaned up eventually...but before he did, he got his own attention from the three canines. Ritter was the instigator as usual, but Flagg and Smoke were quickly convinced to join in, ending with Flagg tying the boy's ass, Ritter sending thick gushes of burning cum down his throat, and Smoke licking and sucking at his cock trying to drain him of everything he could. Mason had no problem with being made such a mess of again, he very much enjoyed the attention...it didn't occur to him that he should have been more tired after so many rounds, or that he should've been dried up from overuse. After all, the Pokémon didn't seem to be having any problems, so he didn't know any better.
Eventually the sun began to set, and dinner was served. Zell and Rio still hadn't returned, and Mason was clearly curious and a bit nervous about not hearing anything from them, despite everyone's reassurances that nothing would have happened to them. It wasn't until after they'd finished eating and were cleaning up that they heard a rather heavy knock at the door. Mason rushed up to get it, and his eyes shot wide open as he saw what was behind it.
“Whoa...you guys evolved!"
Standing in the doorway was Zell, now a Charizard, looking rather pleased with himself. He was surprisingly big for a Charizard, having a good foot on the average, and looking more muscular than the norm as well. Behind him was Rio, who'd become a Feraligatr of more normal height for his kind, though still with an extra dose of physique; he didn't look nearly as happy, and disgruntled muttering could be heard from him as the two of them entered the house.
Mason couldn't stop his gushing. “Wow, you look amazing! So big and strong and powerful and sexy...and that was really quick, too!"
“Thanks," Zell rumbled pleasantly. “It was pretty satisfying...for more than one reason." He shot a smirk back towards Rio, who snorted.
“I was THIS close to getting you not to evolve, too. Had you on the ropes with a fucking triple-team with me and Gryff and Jagger...but you just had to decide that Mason would like you better like this."
“Got no one to blame but yourself, you told me how good it felt to be on your end," Zell replied, enjoying getting Rio's goat. He knew the Feraligatr would be claiming his ass enough times later on, but at least he had a victory of some sort. “Couldn't help but think of how much Mason would enjoy it after that...and who would I be to deny him that?"
“Hmph...I wouldn't have actually made you eat an Everstone, you know. Just spend the month as my slave. You know you would've liked it."
“I can still get nailed as a Charizard, it's worth giving up the size difference to piss you off like that." Turning back to Mason, he swept the boy up in his arms. “Evolving's given me a lot of excess energy...you want to experience the new me right now?"
“Ah, I'd love to…" Mason replied, a bit breathlessly. “You...sure you won't have to fight Rio for it, though?"
“Nah. He's a mon of his word and he won't try to break that...isn't that right?"
Rio snorted again. “Whatever. I'll get my chance soon enough, and he'll see what's more fun…"
“Now, now...sulking like that is a bit, ah, unbecoming of someone of your position," Ritter said, stepping up to the Feraligatr with a devilish smirk. “Perhaps you need a bit of education in the art of dominance...I'd be more than happy to help with that, and I'm sure Chris would be perfectly happy to participate, wouldn't he?"
“Huh?" Chris said blankly, not having totally understood what the canine was saying.
Rio's frown turned upside-down rather quickly. Maybe it hadn't quite been his day, but the prospect of getting to vent his frustration on a bitch anyway, and with guidance from a master in the field, was enough to bring his mood back around. “Yeah...that sounds like a good idea to me."
The two of them herded a still-confused Chris back to his room, leaving the others on their own. Morrie turned to Mason and Zell. “Um...would it be all right if I joined in with you two?"
“Absolutely," Mason said with a blush. “I guess I kinda owe you for leaving you out last time...maybe you can help me with Zell, I may need to have to learn how to get used to him."
“Well, if Mason wants it, I won't object," Zell agreed. “Come on, let's go have some fun."
“Guess it's you and me then," Flagg remarked to Smoke. “That'll be like old times, won't it?"
“Hopefully you haven't forgotten how to give it to a Pokémon now that you've gotten all used to the humans," the Mightyena teased.
“Just for that, you're getting it double-hard tonight."
Chris didn't really know what was going on as he was brought up to his bedroom, half-pushed by Rio with Ritter trailing to the side. True, he knew that he was in the company of the two roughest, most dominant Pokémon in the house, and they could only have designs towards using him once again, regardless of his fatigue...but it sounded like there were other things the two had in mind as well, judging from the whispers between them that he couldn't quite hear. What that would mean for him, he wasn't all that sure, but he wondered if he should be worried.
Once inside the bedroom, the two didn't even give Chris a chance to disrobe himself. Rio's huge claws pulled his shirt off, nearly tearing it in the process, then dug into the back of his shorts and underwear, dragging them down his legs until they were at his ankles, whereupon Ritter nipped at them and pulled them the rest of the way off. He could see a tear in the underwear where Rio's claws had caught them; he grimaced a bit, realizing that he was liable to lose a lot of clothing that way if he wasn't careful.
“What, worried about those rags?" Rio growled as he drew an arm around Chris, tight enough to pin his arms to his sides. As the big gator pulled him close to his body, he could feel the long, thick, super-slick shaft Rio was sporting...it didn't take long for him to realize that the Feraligatr was the biggest of them all. “Heh, you're better off without them anyway. Ain't that right, Ritter?"
“Definitely," the Houndoom agreed, strutting around Chris and giving a long stroke along the underside of his cock with his tail. “And I doubt you'd disagree...after all, I've heard you make comments about how jealous you are that we don't have to worry about them. Usually, after a little mishap with them...well, if you're not wearing any, no need to worry about that, is there?"
It was a point he could hardly argue with; he'd made remarks like that, though not entirely in as much seriousness as Ritter seemed to be implying. It wasn't like he'd ever seriously contemplated going without, it was just a pain when they got rips or stains or other sorts of damage and then had to be replaced. For someone in a bit of financial uncertainty, it was just an expense that was hard to afford. “Doesn't make it...not indecent, though. Can't answer the door wearing nothing, and can't just keep them waiting for me to find something…"
“Right, because that happens so often." Ritter snorted a bit. “You don't get people coming to the door...we live too far away. You've said that, too...that's part of why you like it out here. You know you could do without and not have issues, you're just looking for an excuse."
Chris swallowed, suddenly feeling a bit of heat and pressure. Damn, why did Ritter's voice have to be so...compelling? It was like the Mega Houndoom knew exactly how to talk to lull him into agreement. Before he could give any answer, though, he felt Rio's arm pull away, and then two big clawed hands grab him, again holding his upper arms to his sides as he was lifted up into the air. With a loud thump, Rio sat back onto Chris's bed, holding the human poised above his cock. “You want this, don't you? Can't wait to get wrapped around my dick and pumped full of me?"
He didn't respond, his heart was going a mile a minute and suddenly he found it hard to speak. Adrenaline was coursing through him, and it wasn't all fear...there was a bit of anticipation in there as well, growing by the second. Just like the Pokémon at the gym, Rio was handling him roughly, like he had the right to decide how and when Chris moved...and he was finding that somehow exciting, through the fear and nervousness.
“Heh, his approach is a bit different from mine...I like to dominate with words, he's much more of a physical controller." Ritter leaned forward and sniffed at Chris, snickering a bit at the human's squirming. “Seems like you enjoy that just as much, though. Good, that'll make things that much more fun. Rio, why don't you give him a taste of what you have to offer?"
“Rrr...has to be just a taste?"
“Now, now, you remember what we talked about…"
“Yeah, yeah...okay." It was a hell of a thing for Rio to have to do, hold himself back until Ritter was done talking, but the end goal the canine had was one he wanted as well. He'd get his chance to rut Chris soon enough...for now, he just pressed in, stretching the human's hole wide around his cock, making Chris moan out shakily. Slick as he was, and as much practice stretching as Chris had gotten lately, it was all too easy to push in, bury the thick staff deeper and deeper into his body, eventually applying pressure at a point that had never felt it before. He kept going until Chris was seated in his lap, panting hard, feeling a firm mass inside him that threatened to bulge out of his body.
“Fuck...that was a hot scene," Ritter remarked, panting slightly himself. “Feels good, doesn't it, Rio? To have such control, to command him like this...makes the pleasure all that much better, doesn't it?"
“Y-yeah...so much better…" It was all Rio could do to keep himself in check; the urge to just rut the human mindlessly was pounding at his brain. His cock was wrapped up so tightly, and he felt even more sensitive than before. He wanted to just let loose and go all out, but…
“Good, good...yes, you're learning well. A proper dom should always be in control of himself first and foremost...keeping a level head, an even keel, not giving in to hot-headedness or impulse without restraint. Only when one controls himself can one properly control others. It's a process, but this is good practice, having a good bitch right at your fingertips and keeping yourself in check. Now, you're not feeling so wretched about losing to Zell, are you?"
“I...I'm not, yeah...it's not as bad...it's all turning out fine, and Mason will like it just as much even if I'm not the first to take him. Just...still don't like having lost to Zell…"
“But everyone loses sometimes, and it doesn't kill you to lose every now and then. A good dom with self-control will try to find the advantage and adapt to whatever situation arises. They'll take setbacks gracefully, and just try to find another way around. They'll also bide their time for when they can get their turnabout...and I think you'll find that the turnabout is sweeter if you're not frustrated about it all the way around."
Rio nodded. “Yeah...you'll keep helping me out, right? I...I want to be a good dom for Mason."
“Of course. It'll be nice having another good one around, and I'll be happy to see my protégé doing some good work...I'm sure Mason will appreciate it, too."
All the chatter was kind of weird for Chris, who was sitting with a huge cock up his ass while the two Pokémon were settling matters. The fact that Ritter was helping to give Rio some control was a good thing - he would be less worried with the big gator around his son if he knew Rio wouldn't go overboard - but did it have to be right then and there? It was to the point where he almost wanted Rio to start going in on him, just so it would feel more normal.
Ritter seemed to sense this, and laughed a bit in Chris's face. “Oh, sorry, are you feeling left out? Don't worry, we haven't forgotten about you...we're just rather enjoying the sight. There's nothing like seeing you sitting on a big cock, pretending you don't love it...looking so nervous, but your cock's so hard it could cut glass."
“Rrr, yeah, you look damn good like this," Rio agreed, squeezing Chris in his grip a bit. “I've never enjoyed looking at you more than when you're naked and needy like this...you know, we should have a no-clothing rule around this place, make sure you and Mason are always nice and ready for action, where we can always see how much you're into us."
“H-hang on…" Chris said shakily; the feeling of that huge cock in him was hard to get past, but talking about rules felt a bit much. “I...I thought I was the master of the house, here...I think I-I'm the one who gets to make the rules…just b-because I'm letting you...f-fuck me doesn't mean that...that that's changed..."
“Oh sure...you're the master," Rio replied, with just a hint of a sardonic tone in his voice. “You and Mason both are...but the masters have to take care of their Pokémon, and when we're in need, you're the ones taking care of us."
“And when that happens, we're the masters...aren't we?" Ritter said with an evil grin. “Admit it...you love it when we do this, love having the control taken away. You huff and puff before and after, but no one around sounds as pleased as you when you're in the middle of being dominated. Even if you were 'in control,' you'd let us do what we wanted without any real fuss, wouldn't you?"
“I-I…" Chris flushed a deeper red, but the words tumbled out before he could stop them. “I would...y-yes…" The admission may have been more to himself than the observant Pokémon. He knew Ritter was right...he did enjoy it, he liked it when they took charge and made him take part. Every time he fought it, it just delayed his enjoyment of it...and what good was that? Admitting it outright, maybe he could really start to accept it.
“Good...see, that wasn't so hard. Your son's more than happy to give that tidbit up, you should be, too. So you don't really mind if we make a few rules here and there when it comes to sex? We both know the score...you're not going to turn us down on sex, and we're not going to start acting out on other things...so as long as our rules aren't in conflict, it should be no big deal, right?"
It was an alluring thought, more than Chris expected...maybe it was the fact that he was in Rio's big paws, listening to Ritter's suave words, being overpowered both physically and mentally, and enjoying it on both fronts, but he was finding the idea very agreeable. He slowly nodded, almost as if in a trance.
“Good, good...so it's nice and simple. We'll listen to you, Master, whenever we're supposed to, whenever you're the one that should be in charge. But when we're horny, when you're supposed to take care of us...then we're the masters, and you have to obey us. Perfectly fair, don't you think? All you need to do is say it…"
It was another moment of conflict between what he knew he should say and what he wanted to say...to agree to it would mean giving up a good bit of power, even if he was still the one in charge in the end he knew he wouldn't be exercising that all the time, giving the Pokémon free reign...but in the end, wasn't that what he was doing anyway? He was letting them dominate and control him, doing what they wanted without any resistance...all he'd really be doing is accepting the new norm anyway. If he didn't want it that way, he would have stopped it before it got this far...it was easier to say it than he thought it would be.
“Y-yes...that sounds fair...Master…"
Ritter grinned widely. “Damn straight. You'll be nice and ready for us whenever we want to take care of our urges...that means our rule of no clothing should sound perfectly fair, shouldn't it? As long as you don't need it for anything...I'm sure you'll be happy enough without it, won't you?"
“Yes...okay…"
“Excellent. We'll think up others later...for now, though, why don't you show your appreciation to our big blue friend here? He's been holding himself back so well, and I know you want more...so let's see you treat him properly."
Chris swallowed again, knowing what was expected of him. Then again, it would have been a lie to say he didn't want the action…with a deep breath, he spoke up. “Rio...M-master Rio...your cock feels so good inside me...please fuck me hard, use me like your bitch, as hard and fast as you want, and fill me up with your seed…"
Rio rumbled pleasantly; that pleading tone of voice, the honorific given to him, nothing could have sounded better to him or turned him on more. It wouldn't be nearly as difficult to draw that out of Mason, but the fact that it did take such effort was even more satisfying. He gripped the human tightly and leaned in to growl in his ear. “It'll be my pleasure."
With those words, Rio lifted Chris up off of his cock, dragging him off until just the tip was left inside, and then jerked him back down, impaling him harshly on his shaft. Chris let out a cry as his body was stretched again, much harder and faster than before; the time he'd had to adjust kept it from being too much, but the impact was definitely felt. This time, though, there was no waiting, Rio pulled him up and down with a ferocious power and a surprising speed, using him almost like a toy for his pleasure. Chris could barely move anything, his arms were well pinned and his legs were dangling loosely against the gator's thighs; he was essentially helpless in Rio's grasp, subject to his every whim. All he could do was take what Rio had to give, and the gator was giving a lot.
“Now that's a sight to see…" Ritter growled lustfully. “You've never been fucked like this before, I'll bet...almost wish I could do it myself. Gotta be exhausting on you, being moved around like that...but you really enjoy it, don't you?" Chris couldn't really respond, but his body was doing a decent job of replying for him; his cock was hard again, flopping around wildly with the rapid motion of his body, and Ritter could see that quite well. He could also smell the human's arousal, potent even in his exhaustion. “Seems like you do...we'll have to watch out or every Pokémon for miles is going to want a go at you."
“Heh, I'd be tempted to let 'em," Rio grunted. “Want them to know exactly what we've got…" Getting into it was just what he had hoped, the rampant ramming was heavenly on his dick, he was so tight and every now and then would squeeze down even tighter, making everything feel several times better. And yet, at the same time there was almost no resistance, he barely felt any fight in the human's hole, allowing him to move his toy up and down as he pleased. His cock was leaking wildly, soaking Chris's insides and making the ride even easier...at this rate it wouldn't be long before he went off, but he didn't mind, he knew he'd get at least one more crack at Chris before the night was over.
Chris's breathing was getting very heavy, every impact was winding him slightly and it was starting to add up. But he was so hot, on the verge of busting himself, dry as it would be...the constant powerful pressure, the vicious blows to his most sensitive inner spots, everything was taking him overboard in spite of his body's protests. He was getting well and truly used, and enjoying every second of it...it seemed like every time his inhibitions were quieted more and more in the middle of the romp, letting him enjoy the act for what it was without worrying about the ramifications. His head was lolled back, moans escaping him regularly, thinking of nothing but the incredible pleasure rushing through him.
Finally, Rio let out a loud snarl and slammed Chris down on his lap once more, and a torrent was unleashed into the human's rear end. Both of them went over at the same time, Chris squirming as his body was wracked with yet another dry climax, but Rio was producing enough for both of them and then some. Huge gushes of watery cum surged inside him, like a hose running through his insides...the seed freely leaked out around Rio's cock, staining the bed profusely, but more of it went inside Chris, making him feel more and more bloated by the second. He could feel the fluid building up in him, making his stomach bulge out a bit as it got to be too much for his body to keep hidden. All the odd sensations made the high of his pleasure even greater, and he just about blanked out from the intensity of it.
“Fuck...that was awesome. I knew sex in this body would be the best…" Rio growled pleasantly. “I'm gonna look forward to getting this a lot more."
“Heh...we're gonna have to thank Gary and Jagger and Gryff for opening this up." Ritter smirked. “Actually, they deserve to be in on this, too. You're gonna have them over every week for fun...all of us getting in on it now, but they'll be able to call the shots. Best tell Gary he can bring some guests from the center if he wants, too, the more the merrier. Let's call that rule 2, how about?"
Wearily, Chris nodded. Even if he wanted to argue, he was too worn out to...at this point, just about anything sounded like a good idea to him. In the back of his mind, he figured he should probably be putting up more of a fight, but part of him just didn't want to...after all, that proposal really didn't sound so bad at this point. How far would be too far? He wasn't entirely sure.
He couldn't think about it now, as he was pulled off of Rio's cock and brought down to all fours on the floor. A rather heavy gush of Pokémon cum rushed from his rear end, making a mess on the floor despite his feeble efforts to stop it up. Ritter stepped up behind him, and he could feel the Houndoom's poker heating the air near his rear. “Best get yourself up higher, you've got a cock to service on either end. Don't tell me you're too tired, I haven't had a round with you today and you're not done until I've split your ass open on my knot again…"
“Wow...Zell, it's so big!" Mason was looking in awe at his new Charizard's endowment as he sat on the bed, looking a bit embarrassed at the compliment. “I knew you'd be bigger, but you're like...almost as big as Flagg and Ritter are!"
“Yeah, it was kind of a shock to me...I didn't expect to be so big when I evolved. Jagger said I had some kind of high hormone level or something that buffed up my size...I certainly wasn't complaining, it'll be harder for Rio to push me around this way. I hope it's not gonna be too much for you, though."
“Hell no, I'll take it just fine. But I want to taste you first."
Zell nodded, spreading his legs a bit to beckon Mason over. “I'd love for you to. Mind, I'm kinda sensitive and really aroused after the evolution...I'm gonna need a good bit of action before I settle down."
“That's why I'm here," Morrie piped up, jumping up onto the bed next to Zell and clambering over to his legs. “Well, that and I want a good taste too. Come here, Mason, let's both show Zell what we can do to him."
Mason nodded, stepping up to Zell and leaning over on his right leg. Just getting close to Zell's cock, he could smell a much stronger scent, musky and smoky, a bit sulfury, so strong and delectable...he knew the taste would be even stronger, and he couldn't wait for it.
In tandem, Mason and Morrie struck. Mason's tongue lapped over the tip of the steaming shaft, going up and down the first few inches with uninhibited eagerness, while Morrie's longer organ slurped and lapped around the base near Zell's slit, wrapping partway around before being drawn back. The Charizard's fingers clutched the covers and his head reared back, snarling pants escaping his throat as pleasure washed over him from the dual oral assault. “Yeaaaaah...keep that up, both of you…"
Neither one had any intention of stopping, for sure. Slowly Mason started working his way down, while Morrie went up, the two of them licking over every bit of that dick, though their saliva barely left any trace, evaporating in hissing steam moments after making contact. Soon they were both playing around the middle of Zell's shaft, their tongues licking over each other's spit and enjoying the dual tastes of Zell and the other partner taking care of them, their tongues occasionally brushing against each other. After a few minutes of the treatment, Zell was shivering and his cock was starting to throb and pulse, the tip leaking plenty of precum for the two to lap up.
Just as Zell was on the verge of blowing, the two of them pulled back, making him groan in need. Mason and Morrie exchanged a brief glance and smile, and with a mutual nod, they went in for the kill. Mason's mouth opened wide and he dropped down onto Zell's cock, taking several inches into his throat, the huge girth not stopping him from getting quite a ways down on him, while Morrie's tongue attacked Zell's base and slit, slipping into the fissure where his cock emerged from his body. Zell let out a ferocious roar as his climax hit, and huge gouts of semen shot out into Mason's mouth and throat. It was so much that even though the tip was in his throat, there was a huge amount that forced its way back through Mason's mouth and ended up dribbling down the Charizard's cock, where Morrie wasted no time licking it up.
And it just kept coming...Mason's mouth and throat were engaged continuously, no chance for a break as so much fluid came out in great gushes, filling his stomach, the taste and smell overpowering his mouth and nose. Just as he thought, it was so strong, so thick and musky, intensely hot and so delightful. He took in as much as he could, leaving the remainder for the Flareon, who was enjoying it just as much as he was. Finally, Zell pulled him off of his cock as he was nearing the end of his release, letting the lost spurts of his cum land on their heads, making a mess of Mason's hair and Morrie's fur. “Haah...that was fucking amazing...you two are really good at that."
“Thank you…" Mason kept rubbing the Charizard's shaft with his hand, the burning sensation not nearly enough to get him to pull away. “You're not done yet, I hope?"
“Not even close. I've definitely got another one in me, and I want it to be in you."
Mason giggled a bit and pulled away, turning and dropping on all fours in front of Zell, raising his well-used ass at him. “Zell, when you take me...please...go as hard as you can, I want to feel all of your heat and energy...use me like your bitch."
“Are you sure? I could get pretty rough...I'm still not used to this body, I don't know what it's limits are. And I don't want to treat you wrong…"
“It's fine," Mason replied with a reassuring smile. “I like being treated like a bitch...I like when Pokémon don't go easy on me, it's so much more exciting...I know you're not a mean and nasty guy, you won't hurt me, but I know you can be aggressive and wild, too...let yourself go on me, take control of me, I'll handle it just fine."
Zell nodded. Above anything else, he wanted to make Mason happy, and if Mason liked it that way, he would be more than happy to accommodate him. And he trusted that Mason could handle it - if he could take what Ritter had to give, surely he could take the most that he could give. He hopped off the bed and trudged over to Mason, dropping down over him and lining his cock up with the human's ass. His trainer...wanting him to be the one in charge...it was kind of a rush if he was being honest, but he respected Mason a lot, he would only do this at his request.
With one swift push he buried his shaft into Mason, and went relentless from there. It truly was the best he’d ever felt, his cock was so much larger and more sensitive than his previous forms, and Mason’s rear was perfection on it - so tight, yet so yielding, letting him in and hugging him tight once he was there. And he found himself going in and out faster and faster, harder and harder, letting loose like never before...he felt so free and easy, so powerful. His clawed hands found Mason’s forearms on the floor and gripped them tightly, pinning Mason to make sure he got the full force he could give. His body was radiating immense heat, his cock had to be roasting in Mason’s ass but the human was practically singing with pleasure, the tones pleading for nothing less than he was getting.
Mason couldn't believe how good it felt. It wasn't just the size, Flagg and Ritter had prepared him for that, but just the energy that Zell had was incredible, and he was matching the hardest that Ritter had given him in sheer intensity. His cock slid in like it was meant for him, touching his hot spots without fail, making him moan and cry out as pleasure wracked him. The heat was unbelievable, even Ritter hadn't been this hot, every bit of that cock burned so forcefully that it felt like his insides were being filled with lava, and the seeping precum only spread the burn deeper. Even when the contact left, the heat didn't, and it just made the next touch when Zell thrust back in that much hotter.
The best part was that it felt like it would never end. Zell was grunting and snorting, hot breath blasting onto the back of his neck, pounding with the ferocity he had come to love and crave, and yet he seemed to not be in any rush to finish up. Minute after minute ticked by, the raging heat and powerful impacts on his body not letting up for a moment, all while his own climax kept building up to its absolute limit. Finally, he could hold it in no longer, and with an ecstatic cry he came, shooting vigorously onto the floor beneath him. The heat in the air made his fluids sizzle and hiss, drying out rapidly and leaving a sticky residue on the wood. The pleasure long outlasted his fluids, as the violent ride continued unabated, prolonging and maintaining his peak beyond his greatest expectations.
When Zell finally hit his own limit, the roar he let out sent a shudder through Mason's body. A blast of superheated semen raged into him, searing his insides with unrivaled heat, the burning white-hot and unceasing. Each pulse forced some of it deeper, spreading the burn through his guts, so strong that it radiated through his entire body and then some. Wordlessly he begged for more, wanting every bit of himself to be marked with Zell's fire...there was so much of it that in his almost insensible state it seemed possible that he'd achieve that. It continued for a minute or longer, his body becoming so filled that some of it forced its way back out of him, spilling onto the floor, steaming, even catching aflame briefly.
Mason wished it didn't have to end, but it did, and finally Zell's firing ceased, the Charizard panting hard from the wild ride. He'd never gone at it like that before...it was even more intense than the triple-team he'd had before evolving. But it was worth it to see and feel Mason's satisfaction...the human was slumped on the ground, heaving and shuddering, but with such an aura of satisfaction that it almost seemed tangible. His body was still alight with heat inside, the Charizard cum cooling but only slowly. Mason was worn beyond belief, but there was no question how he felt about it. “Zell...that was...incredible…"
“I'm glad you enjoyed it, Mason." Zell had a feeling he'd want to get used to seeing Mason like this...the human would no doubt want the same kind of romp again. And he would want to give it to him, make him feel that heavenly pleasure all over again...it was an honor he wouldn't ever want to refuse.
“Zell?" The Charizard's head turned, spotting Morrie padding over slowly. He could see the Flareon's cock, hard and dripping, and the amazement in his eyes and arousal in his scent. “D'you think I could have a go with you like that?"
Zell chuckled. “You're lucky I just evolved, and still have energy to work out. Hike up that tail, I'll try to give you as much as I can."
Upon arriving at the center the next morning, Chris and Mason already had an audience. Plenty of Pokémon were around, and they were eyeing the two humans with a hunger that would have been frightening if they weren't looking forward to it. For Chris it was still a bit scary even with that knowledge, he wasn't used to that kind of attention...Mason, however, seemed perfectly at ease with it.
Gary was waiting for them just beyond the doors to the main gym area. He grinned widely as he saw them approach. “Welcome, my stars! Hope you're ready for a good time...it's gonna last a good while, so you'll have plenty of time to enjoy yourselves!"
“That I'm sure of...it looks like they all know about us," Chris remarked.
“Yeah, word spreads fast around here. But don't worry, I've got a strict cutoff. Most people don't have the stamina to outlast a video that goes too long, they'll prefer shorter stuff. I'm probably gonna release it as a multi-part anyway but either way, they'll have to get in as soon as they can if they want a shot! I imagine they're going to go pretty hard and fast, too, since I told them not to waste time...we're trying to get quite a few participants here."
“Man...I can't wait!" exclaimed Mason.
“Heh, that's the spirit! I'm gonna have you go into the next room there, Jagger and Gryff will help you get set up...Chris, I'll be getting you prepped in the other room here, so you can just follow me…"
Chris felt a bit of trepidation as he watched Mason leave towards the two Pokémon of Gary's across the gym. Jagger and Gryff looked just a little too happy to be having alone time with him...he followed behind Gary at the latter's insistence, but not without a bit of reservation. “Are you sure they're not going to do anything to him?"
“Heh, nothing that Mason wouldn't let them...but I've told them not to wear out the stars before the show, so I doubt they'll go to town on him. They'll have their chances later, after all. You needn't worry so much, though...Mason can handle himself just fine, he'll put a stop to anything he doesn't like. Heh, it's just that he seems to like an awful lot…"
“Yeah...I know. That's what worries me...he doesn't seem to know when to say no or enough."
“No...he knows perfectly well. He just doesn't want to stop them. After all, he seems to very much like this kind of thing...that's just how it is, you know? I'm sure he'd put the kibosh on anything he wasn't okay with, he's just game for a lot, and that's gonna make him pretty popular!"
Chris frowned a bit, mulling that over as he entered the room Gary opened for him. “I'm not sure if I'm totally okay with that."
“Fair enough, you're his dad, it's natural to be protective. But he's gotta find his own way in life, too. Now then, let's get those clothes off...you can store them in one of the lockers, they'll be safe and sound until we're done here today."
“Okay...any reason you had Mason go somewhere else for this?"
“Well, I figured you might still find it a bit awkward changing in front of your own son. Besides, Jagger and Gryff wanted to help out, too, and it gives them something to do." Gary's reply was entirely too evasive for Chris to trust...which, he realized, was probably not accidental. But he didn't have any clear idea what was going on, so he didn't pursue it.
Once he was stripped down, laid bare once again in front of Gary, the other man handed him a couple of capsules and a bottle of water. “I'd recommend chugging these down right now...you're probably gonna want them for the shoot."
“What's in them? You're not gonna drug me up with anything bad, are you?"
“If I did, I wouldn't be so obvious about it," Gary replied with obvious cheek. “They're concentrated male Pokémon hormone pills...well, hormones and some other chemicals found in their fluids. All they'll do is make you more sensitive and horny, and allow you to last a lot longer...seems like you're a bit on the exhausted and dry side lately, eh? You won't be with these babies."
Chris looked at Gary dubiously. “So, you're basically making me swallow their semen...I'd've figured you'd skip the middleman and make me go right to the source."
“Believe me, I would love to. But the dose isn't quite high enough for most people to get any effect from them...the pills are basically the same thing, but a lot more potent. You won't be running out of steam any time soon, that's for sure! And neither will Mason, he'll get his own dose."
“Well, I guess it's better than running on dry the whole time." Chris went ahead and swallowed the pills, gulping down half the bottle of water to make sure they got washed down properly. “Hope they work fast, because I don't expect it'll take long before I'm in action again, right?"
“Just a few minutes...they're designed to be used at the moment of action, so they work their magic quickly. If you're ready, we'll go and head into the recording room. You'll be tied down on the bed, and there'll be six rounds of action. You might have more than one participant per round, but I left some of the details to them. It'll be humans and Pokémon both, but only Pokémon will be working your ass - that's the main draw, after all. You'll have more than enough stamina for that...well, your dick will, at least. The rest of you might be pretty tuckered out at the end."
“I don't doubt that in the slightest. But...tied down?"
Gary snickered. “Ah, right. Special request...there's a fair number of fans of bondage out there, and I haven't done one before, so I figured, why not? But it's nothing too heavy-duty...you'll be able to move around, you just won't be able to get up. It's more or less cosmetic, since the Pokémon would do just a fine job keeping you in place. Ah, here we are...let's get you in and set up."
Gary pushed open the door, revealing a spartan room with cameras lined up along the walls. There were two large beds in the center, with plain white sheets on them - probably making it harder to see the stains on them. Mason was already on one of the beds, providing a good example of the bondage situation - soft cuffs were around his hands and ankles, connected to loose ropes that were attached to the bedposts, providing him some range of motion, but keeping him from sitting upright or leaving the bed. Also on the floor not far away, Morrie was standing on the floor, his paws kept firmly attached to the floor by weights that were clamped around them and his body supported by a brace underneath his chest. His tail was hiked high, the end of it tied to a collar around his neck...Chris questioned how necessary that was, but he supposed it was the same reason they were getting tied down.
Gary did the honors for him, wrapping the cuffs around his wrists and ankles as he got himself comfortable. They actually felt pretty good, well-padded and not too tight, just enough that he knew he wouldn't be getting out of them. A good thing, since he was going to be here for a while. With him secured, it was surely time for things to start...he couldn't see Morrie from his position, but he could see Mason just fine. His son looked more than eager to get going, judging by the starry-eyed expression on his face...more eager than he'd expected, even knowing that it was him wanting to do this more. Then again, he was starting to get into it more himself...his body was primed now, he could feel his cock swelling, responding effectively to the drug, and the fact that he was going to be earning enough to keep them afloat for a while on this alone was easing any misgivings he had about his image. If anyone he knew recognized him in this sort of thing...well, he'd simply have to ask where they'd gotten the video, and that would put them on the defensive.
The door closed briefly as Gary exited, but then opened back up mere moments later. Five Pokémon - Luxray, Chesnaught, Ivysaur, Rhyhorn, and Grovyle - and two humans made up the contingent, more than Chris expected for the first turn. Gary wasn't wasting any time getting things busy. He watched as they split into three groups...the two humans and Rhydon went to the floor with Morrie, while Chesnaught and Grovyle headed towards Mason, leaving him with Luxray and Ivysaur.
The electric Pokémon jumped onto the bed by his legs, pressing down into the mattress with his hindpaws. Suddenly Chris felt the bed shift under him, raising his back up and consequently his rear, putting him in better position for the quadruped. As he felt that cock start to poke around his ass, the Ivysaur came to a rest on his chest, its own sweet-yet-pungent cock pointed at his mouth. Knowing what was expected, he leaned forward and took it into his mouth; Ivysaur made it so that he couldn't get it all the way in, but he got a mouth full, which seemed to be what was wanted. The tip was leaking pre continuously, sickly sweet with bitter aftertaste, but it was still lighting him up, making him dizzy and needy. He almost forgot about Luxray, until he was jolted, quite literally, back to his senses by the sparking, barbed cock driving in. It was nice and long and thick, not close to most of his most recent experiences but more than enough to make him feel filled up and stretched out, and he moaned into Ivysaur's cock as the shocks started to make the pleasure bubble.
Mason was getting similar attention of his own from Grovyle and Chesnaught. The burly, spiked Pokémon had started driving into him without hesitation, giving him a ride to remember; thick, fleshy spikes studded Chesnaught’s shaft, and Mason could feel them rubbing against him hard and fast, touching off his nerves and sending pleasure shooting through him. And all the while, Grovyle was humping his mouth with incredible speed, his sweet-tasting fluids tantalizing his tongue while he plunged in and out of the younger human’s throat. His moans were loud and lewd, his cock throbbing hard and standing tall, his pleasure fully on display for the cameras, no acting needed.
On the floor, Morrie was splitting time between the two humans, licking and sucking on one cock for a bit before switching to the other, each one jockeying for position inside that hot mouth. The harder part was bearing the weight of a Rhydon on his back while the rocky beast pumped into him, over and over, the rough surface of his dick creating a wonderful friction that kept his pleasure in high gear. He was really glad his paws were trapped, unable to slip and slide around under the force of those thrusts, allowing him to focus purely on giving the best blowjob he could. Soon enough the humans got impatient and he had to take both of them in his muzzle at once, the two angling in from the sides and pushing against each other inside him.
The slurping, smacking sounds got louder as the energy rose higher, the takers leaving nothing behind as they claimed their targets. Chris enduring jolt after jolt from Luxray while suckling Ivysaur as much as he could, his head starting to spin a bit from his arousal; Mason clenching down on Chesnaught and Grovyle while the two hammered him from each end; Morrie feeling ready to burst from the constant pounding and desperately trying to bring both humans over the edge; they could all feel that the end of the beginning was approaching fast, and did their best to get things there, knowing much more was left to come.
Mason was the first to go, a muffled cry half-escaping around Grovyle's dick as he shot his load onto himself. Chesnaught and Grovyle followed soon after, brought over the top by the writhing human, each one pumping their thick, sweet offering into him, Mason groaning pleasantly at the alluring taste and feel of the fillings. Then it was Morrie's turn, Rhydon's pounding finally making him eject onto the floor, making a slightly steaming mess underneath his body, with a shot or two making it onto his fur and making him drip. Then it was Luxray, letting out a yowl and a more potent shock as he unloaded into Chris's rear, his seed tingling and crackling inside the human; all the electricity ended up bringing him to his own climax, his shots launching onto Ivysaur's back plant as well as his own stomach. Not long after, the humans and Ivysaur both let go at about the same time, filling the mouths of their respective bitches with their own loads; Chris found himself overwhelmed by the bittersweet fluid and couldn't keep up with swallowing it, some of it dripping out of his mouth and leaving him rather sticky, while Morrie found it hard to swallow properly with both cocks taking up space and letting some of that seed drip out the sides of his muzzle as well. Rhydon was the last to go, letting out a forceful grunt as he finally joined the rest, forcing globs of gritty semen into the Flareon and rubbing his insides even rawer than they were already.
The door opened, and the second crew entered in before the first were even off, ensuring little down-time between the sessions. It was a smaller crew, two humans and three Pokémon - a Typhlosion, a Blaziken, and a Beartic. Chris watched the Blaziken and a human break off towards him, eyes darting over him and sizing him up as the other Pokémon disengaged from him, and he could tell by their smirks that they liked what they saw. He didn't have the chance to see what was going on with the others this time, as the human took Ivysaur's place and shoved his dick into Chris's mouth without even a moment of preparation. He started to suck hard, his head kept in place by a hand, trying to lose himself in it again as he felt something hot and wet poking at his rear. He could see Blaziken leaning over the human slightly as he drove into Chris, spearing him on that hot rod; it was thinner than either Ritter's or Flagg's, but blazed about as hot as theirs, and he could swear his insides were getting more sensitive to the heat every time he let one of those Fire-types pound him. Right now, though, that was only making him enjoy it more.
Mason, meanwhile, was getting the opposite end of the temperature spectrum. A human was working his mouth as well, but letting Mason go at his own pace rather than pushing his way inside, content to keep well out of the way of Beartic. The frigid ursine was massive, and his cock was huge, stretching Mason wider than ever; on top of that, it felt intensely cold, sending a fearsome chill deep inside his body, very unlike his usual encounters with hotter Pokémon. He felt his body shivering, but it wasn't escaping the cold, the deep freeze coming from inside him as every thrust sent another icy burst through him. From the sounds of his moans around the human's cock, he was still having the time of his life with it; harsh as the feeling was, it was still driving his arousal up higher, rather than deadening it like he thought might happen with the cold. Now he wanted to know what it would feel like to be chilled so deeply, and then fucked by a fiery Pokémon like Zell...he knew he'd have to try that at some point.
The lone remaining Pokémon, Typhlosion, got Morrie all to himself. And he was going wild on the Flareon, drilling into him far faster than Rhyhorn had, jaws clamped down on his shoulder hard and claws holding his forelegs with a death grip. Morrie's long, squealing moans were ringing out loud with his mouth free this time, adding to the chaotic symphony of sex in the room, but all he could really hear were the deep snarls coming from Typhlosion. The weasel's cock was getting a sensational pleasure from the gritty residue from Morrie's previous user, adding even more to his ride; he'd been angling to take the smaller human, but now he wasn't minding missing out.
Their wild ride ended the earliest, with Morrie reaching his limit faster than before. The frenzied pounding was much more like what he was used to, and it was hitting all the buttons inside him that sent his pleasure sky high...with a high-pitched cry, he shot off his second load, erupting onto the floor below his again and squeezing down hard on Typhlosion. This set him off, and he bit down even harder, surely drawing blood if not for Morrie's thick scruff fur, as he pulsed hot liquid deep into the Flareon. Morrie felt himself slump a bit, kept firmly upright by the brace but his body resting heavily on it as he was filled up. It wouldn't be much rest, but he needed something to get ready for the next round.
Chris's group was the next to reach the end. The human pounding his face blew first, driving his cock as deep as he could and letting out his salty load, not giving him much chance to taste it. The rough pounding had Chris feeling a bit woozy, and he was grateful to get a bit of slightly-fresher air as the human pulled his way out and moved off the bed...not that the whole area wasn't saturated with the scent of sex by now, mixed with some sweat as the heat built from Blaziken's rutting. Chris felt himself go off again just moments before Blaziken finished, adding to the mess on his body as a fresh burst of seed rocketed out from him; he was shooting harder than he expected, and more as well, no doubt thanks to the drug. A loud caw filled his ears as Blaziken let loose inside him, depositing another volcanic emission into his body; his fingers and toes curled as the heat raged within him, burning so hot he could barely stand it. Maybe they really were making him more sensitive to heat...he was sure Ritter would love to hear that.
Next up to reach cloud nine was Mason, drilled so hard by Beartic that he couldn't hold back any longer. He was fighting for every second, it felt like he was about to pop moments in unless he forced himself to keep it contained...and somehow it felt even better to have it forced out of him, torn from him by the pounding Pokémon giving him such pleasure. He shot even harder than his father, the fluid splattering onto Beartic and freezing instantly where it hit. He sucked down hard very suddenly on the human's cock, making him gasp out and nearly fall over as his orgasm his suddenly...followed only moments later by Beartic, who let out a thundering roar as he slammed hard into Mason's body and unloaded his icy seed deep inside, chilling Mason even further. It felt like the very core of his body was turning to ice, but he was certain that, like the hot Pokémon he'd gotten so used to, it would recede soon after Beartic finished...and he was relishing the sensations while they were there, pushing the boundaries yet again of what he could tolerate. The further he pushed them, the happier he was.
They hadn't even noticed the door open this time, sending in another phalanx of players. Chris had no sooner gotten Blaziken out of his ass than he was taken over by a Samurott and Dewott, the former jumping on the bed and driving in without hesitation while the latter braced his forepaws on Chris's chest and pushed his way into Chris's mouth, making him suck on his wet, slightly briny dick. On top of that, he felt his hands suddenly become occupied as well, each one forced to wrap around another cock, humans if his peripheral vision was accurate. He kept them in a tight grip and focused on jerking them, letting the Pokémon take control of his holes the way they wanted.
Mason was quickly put into the same position, with his orifices being claimed by a Wartortle and Blastoise. The pair of terrapins were hung quite a bit larger than their bodies suggested they should be, and Mason was getting the full stretch in both throat and ass. They were both cool to the touch, but not as cold as Beartic had been, and the heavy leakage of precum was warming him up a bit. His hands were taking as well, one by a human and the other by a Machop. He worked his fingers over each one, brushing over the sensitive cocktips with just enough presence to make each of them shudder, trying to give them more than just a rough handjob; no effort was too small, he felt, to bring pleasure to everyone.
Numerically, Morrie had it easier, with just two to take care of, but the Krokorok at his mouth and the Krookodile on his rear seemed to be trying to make up for the lack of numbers by going at it even harder. Krokorok was literally hanging off of him as he fucked the Flareon's muzzle, his feet braced on Morrie's shoulders and his claws dug into the thick fur on his scruff. Krookodile's grip was on the weights holding Morrie's paws in place, using their heft to provide him extra leverage and ramp up his thrusts. He wasn't as big as Typhlosion but he was close, and his dick had a rougher texture closer to Rhyhorn's, though not quite as much, feeling like finer-grained sandpaper against his walls.
This time it was Chris who couldn't hold it in as long; his head was totally in a haze from all the sex, unable to focus on pleasuring his charges and keeping himself in control at the same time. He felt himself go off after just a couple minutes, his load even more robust than before and shooting more onto the Dewott, who didn't seem at all interested in getting out of the way. In fact, he soon felt him licking up some of the excess semen coating his stomach, his slick tongue wiping up a good bit before he reached his own orgasm. The deluge in his mouth was too much, Chris found himself choking and coughing a bit as he was overfilled; it was mercy when Dewott pulled out, even if it meant that his face and neck were soon coated with watery cum, the briny smell filling his nostrils. His ass was more receptive to Samurott's even larger load, it felt like a hose had been turned on and flushed deep into him, plenty leaking back out around the otter's cock and staining the bed. The two in his hands were slower to blow, but eventually reached their own limits, shooting mostly into his hands and making a nice mess of them as well; he knew he'd be feeling the squelch of cum in them for the rest of the shoot.
Despite the rough treatment, Morrie managed to outlast both the reptiles making him their bitch. Krokorok went off earliest, filling his muzzle with his gritty, earthy-tasting seed, which the Flareon lapped up like it was ambrosia, helping Krokorok along as he ground his slit into his nose. Krookodile came up next, drilling into Morrie throughout his climax, making a huge mess of his hole as he fired deep and shallow, his cock becoming well covered in his own cum and making his final thrusts even more slick. He managed to get Morrie to shoot again just before he finished, muffled squeaks emerging from his muzzle as his body was pushed into another peak so quickly...he didn't know how much more he had in him, he wasn't even sure how he had that much, but he intended to see how far he could push himself. After all, he knew his place among his family, there were lots of Pokémon looking to use him as their bitch, he wanted to know how long he could let them go at him before he had to stop.
Mason's expert teasing with his fingers was good enough to get Machop to be the first one finished in his group, his seed shooting hard and reaching Mason's face, almost getting him in the eye. The human in his other hand wasn't far behind, going over with a nice rub at his tip just along the skin line, soaking the boy's other hand with male fluids. But it was the two turtles who were to make the most lasting impression; almost in tandem, they buried themselves fully into Mason, and unleashed huge gushers of thin Pokéseed into him, filling his guts from both ends as Mason started letting loose as well, ensuring he was tense and taut around them. The amount was easily too much for the human, he was getting backwash from both holes forcing some of the fluids out of him, onto his face and his ass, his mouth so flooded with Wartortle's cum that he couldn't breathe around it. He felt like he was going to swell up like a water balloon, so much was the volume being forced into him...and then the two of them pulled out, just before he couldn't take it anymore, a good bit of Blastoise's seed rushing back out while the rest of their loads were splattered onto Mason's prone body, soaking most of his torso fully and at least parts of his arms and legs.
Despite the fog that was swimming through his head, Chris was starting to wonder how Mason was holding up...the three rounds had taken a lot out of him, and the Pokémon that had been working him over seemed a lot bigger and rougher. But before he could get more than a glimpse at the boy, he was pounced on by a Zangoose, and his head turned back towards a long, barbed cock that was being pointed at his lips. Behind him, a shiny Dragonite was preparing to claim his ass; he couldn't see what the dragon was packing due to the Zangoose occupying most of his vision but he was sure it was quite a lot. The commotion around him with humans and Pokémon shuffling in and out kept him from identifying anything...unable to get his eyes on Mason at all, he simply returned to his task, opening up and starting to suck on Zangoose's dick, feeling the barbs rake roughly against his tongue. His legs were lifted and spread by the Dragonite almost as soon as he started, and his eyes jolted open as he was stretched wide, much wider than expected...the thickness of the Dragonite might have had Ritter and Flagg beat, though they were longer. He felt himself start to squirm in his bonds as the dragon began to pound him, not going any easier in spite of the size.
Morrie got the only human this time around, working his mouth again; with just one this time, he was more in his element, tongue slurping over the shaft and making the human moan nice and loud. At his backside, a Golem was stepping up, unable to bend over him and grab him like the others due to his large rocky body. Instead, he braced his feet and started hammering in without using his arms, staying mostly upright and rocking back and forth, a slower but surprisingly powerful engagement that was certainly effective for Morrie. He huffed and moaned around the cock in his mouth, tensing and clenching to improve the pleasure for him and Golem.
Mason found himself getting a real treat: a Garchomp, carrying a Floatzel on his shoulders. The big dragon was dually endowed, with fleshy spikes similar to Chesnaught’s running down the sides of each one. As the shark dragon got into position, Floatzel jumped off and helped position his twins at the boy’s hole, ensuring that both of them could get nestled against Mason’s pliable hole. As soon as he was sure he was settled in and stable, Garchomp drove in, spearing Mason on both dicks and making him gasp and moan loudly. It was an intense stretching, even compared to what he’d gotten from his own Pokémon, but he was loving it and eagerly moaning for more. His moans were soon plugged up by Floatzel, who started jabbing his own cock into the human’s mouth as soon as his services were no longer needed. Mason started to squirm around a bit as the two started hammering him from both ends, trying to push into them as much as he could to amplify the pleasure.
It took a lot longer for things to build up this time; all the new participants seemed to have a lot more in the tank than the previous ones, and after three rounds in such quick succession, Mason, Chris, and Morrie were needing more action to get back to the pinnacle, drugged up or not. Not that any of them wanted it to end fast; Mason and Morrie would have been perfectly happy to be nailed all day long, and Chris was too far out of it to be complaining. Eventually, though, the heavy scents of sex and male and cum were working their magic...with the beds and bodies soaked all over, the humans looked and smelled like the sluts they were being treated as, and that was a definite turn-on to every Pokémon involved.
Dragonite was first, letting out a breathy call as he slammed into Chris and started filling him yet again with Pokémon seed, much thicker and heavier than the previous load if also less copious. It finally pushed Chris over the edge again himself, making him clamp down around that thick shaft and milk it hard, helping add to the mess inside him. His own load caught the fur on Zangoose's tail more than anything else, and soon enough he felt the tail start to sweep along his stomach, smearing his load into the rest of the mess on him. It was taking a lot longer to finish Zangoose off, until he took matters into his own hands and started driving his cock into Chris's mouth, working himself to the finish at his own pace. When he finally came with a yowl, he kept himself fully inside, not giving him much of a chance at a taste until he was almost finished; the last couple mini-shots were able to catch his tongue, at least, giving him a hint of what he could have had.
It took a bit longer for Morrie to reach his finish with the slower thrusts he was getting from Golem, but enough pounding pushed him back over the edge again. Hot jets emerged from his cock once more, adding to the growing puddle underneath him, and he clenched down both front and back, adding an extra tightness to his sucking and to Golem's dick. He was able to get the human off first, his mouth properly filled with his load this time, allowing him to suck and swallow his his heart's content, milking him until he almost had to force his way out of the Flareon's muzzle. Finally, well after the other two, Golem reached his finish, grunting and growling as he pounding his grainy seed into Morrie, never stopping his thrusting throughout his whole orgasm, getting some of it all over Morrie's rear end and shooting a fair bit onto his tail and ass at the end.
The last to finish were again in Mason's group, starting with Mason himself, once again pushed beyond his resistance by the furious pounding he was getting from Garchomp's pair of cocks. His body jerked a lot harder this time, losing control of himself a bit more than before, surrendering to the raw animal power of the shark dragon in the throes of his orgasm, spitting his fluids onto his stomach and Floatzel's chest fur. This spurred the weasel on, bucking his dick deep into Mason's throat and rushing himself towards the finish...once again, Mason had to endure a heavy surge of watery cum forcing its way down his gullet, filling his already laden stomach even further. And then a louder roar than any of them rang out as Garchomp's dual cocks started firing into him, thick gritty seed pulsing through his insides and joining the trio of seeds still clinging to his bowels, pumped so deep that they couldn't drip out of him. Mason kept clenching down rhythmically, trying to get as much out of Garchomp as he could; some of his seed was being forced back between those dicks, and he wanted to try to press them so tight together that nothing could seep out, but his ass didn't have nearly the power to overcome the dragon's strength.
Things finally came to rest again, as this round of participants disengaged from their respective bitches and exited the room, though the Garchomp lingered just long enough to tease Mason with the prospect of a round with him Mega Evolved. The boy didn't say anything, but the way his eyes lit up told the dragon enough about how he felt about the idea, and he left quite happy with that. This time the next participants weren't entering right away, actually leaving them asone for a minute...Chris finally got a chance to look over at Mason, and he could see well enough that his son was handling things as well as he was, or even better. His body was a mess, but he didn't even look quite as tired as Chris felt, and his dick was hard as ever, waiting for further attention. It was an appealing sight, and he found himself wishing he had a better view of it...he'd need to make sure he got a copy of the video so he could see all the action for himself.
A loud thump at the door drew his attention, causing him to look over...and his eyes shot wide open again. This round only contained three Pokémon...but what Pokémon they were! Mega Aggron, Mega Sceptile, and Mega Tyranitar, all huge and looking rowdy as hell. He couldn't stop staring as Mega Aggron stomped up to him, sporting the biggest, hardest hard-on he'd ever seen, even Ritter's paled in comparison. And as the brute bore down on him, leaning over and blocking out all light from him, he wasn't sure he could handle it all...or any of it even. But he wasn't getting a choice, he knew that full well...the bed creaked in protest as the huge weight was planted on it, and that cock nestled up against his hole, the tip wide and blunt, making entry even harder. One giant hand kept Chris still, and then the beast pushed in...slowly, not slamming in like most of them had, but still forcefully, not letting up as inch after inch disappeared inside him, spreading him wider than he ever imagined possible, the bulge clearly visible in his body...when he finally felt the base press up into him, he could scarcely believe what he was feeling. It was so huge, impossible for it to be in him like that, but there it was...his body was already weary from just the entry, and he knew that was only the start of it. When Mega Aggron started thrusting, he pretty much blanked out, letting the beast use him and overwhelm him completely.
The Mega Tyranitar made a beeline for Morrie, much to the Flareon's excitement. He could see the beast's cock, studded with hard, dark, diamond-like bumps all the way down, and he couldn't wait for it to go all the way inside him. He raised and wiggled his ass as much as he could to entice him, purely to get him to go at him as hard and fast as he possibly could...and the Mega Tyranitar didn't disappoint, his beastly dick was driven into the upturned rear with much more ferocity than Mega Aggron had shown Chris. Morrie mewled out as he felt it rub and scrape against him, the pleasure rocking him harder than any of the previous ones already, so long and thick and outrageously sensational that it made him see stars. He actually managed to squeak out “Harder!" almost involuntarily, inviting an assault that he couldn't possibly prepare for...and it was given to him without delay, the force that cock was being pushed into him with made all the rest of them feel like a gentle breeze.
Mason almost felt a bit envious as he watched the Mega Sceptile walk towards him; he was a sexy beast himself, for sure, but he found himself wanting the sheer size experience the other two were getting. He didn't let this on, though, there was still a clear eagerness in his eyes at the approaching lizard...and this got even better when he saw what Mega Sceptile was packing. Another pair, like Garchomp but even bigger, and coated with pine-like bristles, much longer and thicker than he would have expected. Together they would be a decent match for what the other two were getting...he spread his already stretched legs a bit wider as Mega Sceptile mounted up on the bed, inviting him inside. The lizard grinned, hissing in quiet pleasantness, “Hope you like Round 2 as much as the first." Mason only had a moment to process this before the two dicks were buried inside him, the bristles scratching his insides sharply and sending thunderbolts of pleasure through him - it was the Sceptile he'd had fun with yesterday, come back for more in a new shape. And he was living up to the promise, each thrust was incredible every movement making him want more.
Quickly enough, the three Megas showed why there were no other participants in this round - even one of them was enough to become overpowering from the start, and they lasted significantly longer than the others. Chris was being utterly rocked by Mega Aggron, his massive shaft steel-hard and rougher than he could ever have imagined. It was such a strain on his body, but all he was feeling was ecstasy, all pain having quickly been numbed out long ago. Morrie was in a very similar situation with Mega Tyranitar's rocky dick pounding in and out of him, to the point where he was flopped over onto the brace holding him up, unable to do anything but take what was given to him, yet enjoying every second of it. Only Mason managed to keep himself alert, no easy task with Mega Sceptile's dual cocks pistoning in and out at more than double the pace of the others, those sharp bristles scratching hard and making him grow steadily more sensitive. He alone was crying out in pleasure, not exactly coherently but the tone unmistakable, and unlike the others his body was lit up and energized, squirming around under the reptile's grip.
It was small wonder that the three bound bitches were a lot faster to cum this time around than the Pokémon taking them. Morrie was first, though it barely registered in his addled mind; the pleasure was already constantly near peak, and there was little more than an extra small blip when he fired off his fifth course of semen. Chris wasn't far behind him, giving off a gurgling moan as his own cock was forced back into action, though he too hardly noticed much consciously with the intense force rushing through his body. Mason was cognizant enough to hold back for a bit longer, but Mega Sceptile drilled it out of him expertly, breaking through his resistance and making his nearly scream as he shoot hard, all the way onto the Pokémon's body with the early spurts and still quite profusely afterwards.
Finally, the Mega Pokémon reached their own limits, achieving their pinnacles well after they’d drained their bitches dry as they could. Mega Aggron started them off, roaring with incredible volume that shook Chris to the core as he unloaded inside the older human, filling him with thick, heavy fluid that raked against his insides, pushing deeper inside him than any load ever had before. He could have sworn he could see his stomach jump briefly with every potent pulse, and that he was being filled so much that he’d swell up yet again, even though most of that was an illusion from being so full already. Mega Sceptile was next, gripping Mason tightly and letting out a hiss and a cry as both his cocks started shooting into the younger human; Mason moaned as the viscous fluid pumped into him, clinging to his walls as it pushed deeper inside, soothing the scratching from the bristles and getting all over his inner walls. He was lucky enough to get a treat as well, as the reptile pulled out near his finish and let a few jets launch towards his face, the goop getting into his mouth and granting him the incredibly sweet, delightful taste of it. Finally, Mega Tyranitar let out a roar to nearly match Mega Aggron as he finished inside Morrie, finally waking him up and making him squeal as he was driven full of gritty seed that settled in his belly and made him feel nice and heavy; his was the biggest load of the bunch and he could feel it starting to push out a bit as it combined with the other loads.
The two big beasts finally pulled out at the end of their highs, leaving the half-broken bitches to recover from the onslaught. Rumbling laughs came from them as they shared a victory gesture on their way out, with only a brief look back in Mason's direction before they were gone. Mega Sceptile let out a quietly amused hiss as he leaned in towards Mason's ear. “I think they're gonna come looking for you at some point...hope you're ready for them." He didn't wait for a response from Mason before hopping off the bed and strutting out, leaving the boy to contemplate that as his eyes darted over his father. If that was what he could expect...well, it still sounded more thrilling than frightening.
There was a bit of down time again as the trio were given a chance to recover from the fiercest rides yet...eventually Chris came back to his senses, still woozy from what he'd just gone through but at least aware of what was going on around him. Morrie had gotten back to himself just before, and was now eagerly awaiting the finale, while Mason continued to be lost in thought at the prospects of what he could be made to take. All eyes went to the door when it opened for the last time, allowing the final participants to take center stage.
Once again it was a trio of Mega Pokémon, a Charizard of each phenotype and a Mega Swampert. The latter instantly bounded towards Morrie, who was quivering with excitement; the Mega Charizards divided between the humans, with the Y heading for Chris and the X heading for Mason. Chris's eye darted down the dragon; he was big, hung just about the size Ritter was, with a cock that was studded with spikes like some of the Pokémon Mason had taken. He could feel the intense heat coming off of him as well...it was going to be another rough ride, though probably not as extreme as Mega Aggron. Still, he was a lot more tired now, unsure if he could last through it.
The black figure of the Mega Charizard X loomed over Mason imposingly, the boy drinking in the incredible sight. He was huge, way bigger than a typical version of his kind, and was bearing the largest dick Mason had seen yet. And on top of that, it was pocked with hot spots that bore blue flaming jets, the heat radiating off of it something fierce. As he clawed his way up on top of Mason, just getting his cock near his hole made him feel like he was burning up; he was finding it a bit stuffy, hard to breathe, and drew in deep breaths, getting the dragon's scent fully in his nose. A scent that was powerful, dominant, the essence of masculine...and yet, intensely familiar.
“Z...Zell?!"
The black dragon laughed quietly and leaned in to growl in his ear. “I'm gonna give you the ride you always dreamed of, Mason...you'll never forget it." His claws dug into the bed and he drove hard into Mason, ramming his entire massive cock into the boy ruthlessly. Mason couldn't even cry out after that, the air driven from his body as the heat blasted into him, his insides white-hot from the burning cock. The deposits from Mega Sceptile fueled it even more, dutifully burning hot as they were wont to do from a type that had the edge. Were it not for the special protective bond that kept Fire-types from harming those they trusted, he would have been charred to ash...as it was, he almost felt like that was happening, except that it felt too good, he didn't know how it could feel so good but it did. And then Zell started thrusting, in a way that could only be described as savage, pounding in with abandon on his trainer, giving him exactly what he knew Mason would want from him...and more than anything, he always wanted to make his trainer happy. The sensations were overpowering in a way no Pokémon had yet impressed on him, his vision going white as he writhed in his bonds and in the grip of the ravaging dragon.
Chris couldn't see what was going on over there, but he could hear it - the pounding was loud enough to almost echo through the room. But he didn't really have time to dwell on it, though, as his own Mega Charizard lined up and drove into his well-abused hole. It might not have had quite the heat that Zell was delivering to Mason, but it was still quite ferociously hot and the spikes made it feel very different from encounters with Ritter or Flagg. The size of it was a good match for the canines as well...but Mega Charizard Y seemed to have much more energy than even Ritter usually displayed, and the forceful thrusts into his body were driving him to utter exhaustion after so much activity. Again he found himself getting lost in a haze of sexual high, eyes rolling up as pleasure pounded through him in waves, wracking him relentlessly.
Meanwhile, Morrie was getting his own high-intensity final ride at the hands of Mega Swampert. The monstrous mud fish wasted no time getting into the Flareon's tailhole, and for as much as he was packing, he really went fast - his cock was highly slick and Morrie couldn't put up any resistance from either the power or the surface. And with his body so sensitive now, from the friction that had worn into him from all the rougher Pokémon earlier and from the double sensitivity to type, every bit of contact was like an explosion into his brain, driving him to delirium from how good it felt. It was no time at all before he was flopped over helplessly again, unable to move or even think from the surges of ecstasy driving inside him.
It was a wild finale, with the best certainly saved for last; none of the three bitches would be going again for a while after this. The well-used bitches were still plenty good for the three Megas. Mega Swampert was finding the tightness wonderful, even if the heat had faded somewhat in Morrie’s exhaustion, and the slurry of seed inside him was only adding a mild friction to his thrusts that made things feel even better. Mega Charizard Y was very much enjoying the slackness Chris was showing under his assault, surrendering so completely to his domination; he rarely got the chance to let loose so completely, especially on a human, and his ass was so giving yet so tightly wrapped around him that it felt like it would almost squeeze him off if he wasn’t careful. And Zell, he was in true heaven, he hadn’t felt so alive in his life as he did as a Mega Charizard X, his body felt ten times more sensitive and energetic than ever before, and going wild on Mason was his best sexual experience yet. The raw hot spots on his cock were insanely innervated, and he was letting loose jets of flame from them involuntarily as Mason’s insides were rubbed over them.
Morrie was the first to reach his limit, though it was more that it was forced out of his limp form by the driving force of Mega Swampert's cock. He didn't have the energy to do more than squeak quietly, and his orgasm was all but dry, showing how much his body was running on fumes; nonetheless, his body constricted reflexively on the big shaft driving into him, giving the big beast exactly what he wanted. Moments later he started to cum as well, pumping huge gluts of thick, goopy seed into the Flareon; as with the other water types, the volume was terrific, and his was more heavy and viscous, making Morrie feel its weight and impact much harder. About halfway through, Mega Swampert pulled out, and let the rest of it fly onto Morrie, soaking his fur with the stuff, making him look like he'd been through a mudslide by the time he was done. Exhausted beyond belief, Morrie conked out in his bonds, a supremely satisfied smile on his muzzle.
Chris didn't last much longer; his body gave out moments after Morrie's did, squirting just a tiny bit of his own fluids onto himself. Pleasure jolted his weary body, doing what it could to make him move and squirm, about the only motion he was still getting at this point...and still, his blazing dragon pounded him, trying to drag out the climax as long as he could, refusing to let him rest until he had finished. It took a fair bit longer for Mega Charizard Y to finish, but he finally did, roaring as he sent white-hot jets of Pokécum inside, the burning finally getting a reaction out of Chris, a loud moan as the searing fluid clung inside him. Round after round, filling him deeply, joining the other loads, he felt far too filled for his own good...the flame dragon gave him some relief when he pulled out, only to let the rest of his cum spurt out onto the human's prone body. The burning there wasn't quite as intense thanks to the wetness already on him, which he was suddenly thankful for. Without the potent stretch and impact on his body, he was out before the seed even stopped flowing from his partner.
Only Zell and Mason remained to finish, and it wasn't much longer for either of them. Mason didn't even know how he managed to last as long as he did, it wasn't anything he was trying to do at this point, but he was glad for it, as it allowed him to ride out the best part with his partner. Zell's claws gripped down on his arms and with a roar and a cry they hit their peaks together. Mason saw stars as the Mega Charizard X's cock lit up in flames, roasting him internally as volcanic spurts of cum raced into him, streaking through the depths of his body, feeling like they were marking him on a level he'd never imagined. His own spurts were feeble by comparison, though still surprisingly robust for his sixth round; it didn't matter to him, though, because the heat on the pleasure being delivered by Zell's shaft were the best he'd ever felt. And Zell was feeling the same way, his body shook with an overload of euphoria as he spilled everything he could into his trainer, ready to fill him to the point of bursting if he could.
When it finally ended, Mason was slumped over in the bed, panting hard, weary and worn, but still managing to cling to consciousness. Zell pulled out of him, letting some of the seed gush out onto the bed, still steaming and hissing...the heat wasn't dissipating as fast as other times, ensuring that Mason would feel nice and hot for a good while. He stepped back as the doors opened again, Gary and Jagger and Gryff entering.
“Fucking hell, that was a show and a half," Jagger remarked, sounding a bit husky, his voice dripping with arousal as he worked to free Mason from the cuffs. “You...you REALLY nailed him like I've never seen, Zell."
“Thanks...I just did what I knew he'd want," Zell replied, grinning abashedly. “I never knew how this would feel...you really would let me keep that Mega Stone?"
“Hell yeah. Consider it part of Mason's payment. Depriving you two of more chances at THAT would be a goddamn crime."
“This is going to be one of the biggest hits ever, I think," Gary said as he started undoing Chris's bonds. “I gotta say, I wasn't totally sure they could all get through all six, even with help. They really are great bitches, aren't they?"
“You can say that again," Gryff agreed; the Rhydon was working Morrie out of his prison, not minding the fact that he was dripping in Mega Swampert seed. “And there's still one act left to come, isn't there?"
“You bet...we'll have to have a bit of a break first, though, let our players come back to life here. I'm looking forward to this...and I'm sure you two are, too."
Gryff snickered. “More than you can imagine, boss."
Slowly Chris came back to reality, still feeling a bit woozy. The exhaustion from all the sex was still weighing on him, though his arousal was back in play after the bit of down time thanks to the pills he'd taken before...he could feel his cock throbbing again, and couldn't help but be tempted to try to take it in hand and relieve it again.
Except he found he couldn't, on account of his hands being bound behind his back.
As the fog lifted, his situation became clearer. He was bound to a chair, wrists tied tight behind him and ankles strapped to the legs of the chair, leaving nothing to provide any stimulation to his dick at all. His mouth was also covered tightly, wrapped up to keep him muffled and unable to speak. As he looked around, he realized he was in the same room they'd had the orgy in, and the raw stink of sex was still heavy in the air...he could see the mess all over, stains and puddles of cum, nothing had been cleaned up, including himself. It couldn't have been very long since the shoot had ended, but he wasn't sure why he was still here, and in this situation. What he was sure of was that it couldn't be good.
After a few more minutes the door opened, and Gary looked inside. “Ah, he's awake...well, then, let's get the last show of the day started." He walked inside, soon followed by Ritter and Rio, who made their way over to Chris rather rapidly, wearing the same expressions they had when they'd shown their dominance over him the night before. He half-expected them to untie him and start rutting him right then and there, but the two of them weren't even everted...and as they took their places by his side, it became clear that he wasn't the star of the show, but the audience.
He found out to what a moment later, when in walked three more: Mason flanked by Jagger and Gryff. His heartbeat picked up...the two Pokémon were erect, and judging by the way they were clustered around Mason, it was clear they had intentions with him. He supposed he wasn't terribly surprised by this, it was inevitable that they would try to play around with Mason...but he didn't know why they were forcing him to watch, that was the unusual part, and it had him on edge.
Jagger and Mason climbed onto the bed, while Gryff settled just to the side behind where Mason was setting up. The human was looking back at Gryff with a shy yet alluring smile, and he spread his legs deliberately to invite the Rhydon’s impressive shaft in. “I’m ready for you, Master Gryff…”
Chris felt a shiver run through him. ‘Master’ Gryff? That wasn’t what he expected...though, it was definitely arousing to hear him say it. Gryff certainly thought so, too, as a lecherous growl rang from his throat. “Good, you’ll get it all, and get it hard.” He took hold of Mason’s sides and shoved himself inside the human, drilling himself into the hilt and not waiting even a half-second to start thrusting like wild. Mason only had a few brief seconds to let out his moans before Jagger plugged his mouth with his own cock, and immediately he began licking and slurping over the tip, rubbing the shaft with a free hand while Jagger growled lustily.
“Rrr...yeah, good way to seal a deal, ain't it?"
It was all going over Chris's head. They were making him watch for some reason, it had to be more than just rubbing the defilement of his son in his face...what were they talking about? Why were they acting this way? Hot as it was to watch, he still found himself wanting answers.
“You want to know what’s going on?” Jagger chuckled, enjoying the perplexed and flushed expression on Chris’s face. “It’s pretty simple...your son decided to take up our offer. Starting today, he’s gonna be working here, providing services like this to any Pokémon that wants it. And we’re his bosses...or I guess we should say his masters, seeing as he wanted to make it that way.”
Chris's eyes shot wide open. When did this happen? He wasn't aware of any of it...had they been talking to Mason behind his back, without his permission? There was no way they could do that...could they? No...the period before the shoot, when he'd been separated from Mason...they'd have to have talked to him then.
“Heh...don't look so shocked, you had to know he'd be up for it," Gryff snickered, thrusting a bit harder into Mason just to tease the bound man. “Oh, and he'll be a rent boy, too, so someone who's looking to get his Pokémon a bit of personal time on their own turf will have it. I'll bet he'll be booked pretty full before too long…"
“But don't you worry, we'll be taking good care of him on the days he's here," Jagger said a bit tauntingly. “And it's not like we're pushing him into this...the little bitch is totally on board. Isn't that right, Mason?"
Mason pulled off of Jagger's cock, looking up at him with an eager, dreamy look. “Yeah, Master Jagger...I'm really looking forward to treating all these sexy Pokémon how they want to be...I'll do a really good job, I promise."
“Oh, you don't have to convince us, I have no doubts about your abilities. Now keep sucking, slut, so I can fill your mouth properly." Mason went right back to Jagger's cock, opening wide and diving on down, making Chris watch as more of that huge staff went inside him...and then Jagger put his hand on Mason's head and forced him down further, all the way to the hilt. Chris could see the bulge in his son's throat, it looked like far too much and he was starting to squirm around in protest. Jagger noticed and laughed again. “Oh, relax, he's fine. He asked me for this, after all."
Asked? Chris couldn't believe it...he wouldn't have ever dared to ask for that kind of thing, and he was probably better equipped to take it. But as much as he wanted to deny it, he remembered the way Mason had gotten with the Pokémon over the past few days...so much more willing, so much more eager to go beyond his limits. It was the kind of thing he really might ask for.
“I did warn you, didn't I?" Gary said, sounding incredibly smug. “I was gonna make you my bitch, and your son as well. Although, I can't really take credit for it...your son was just so easy to get on board, I think he was just a bitch waiting to be properly commanded. We didn't even have to give him any hormones to help him out today...went at it all natural. I'm gonna have a lot of fun with him...of course, with you as well, don't think I'm just going to give all my attention to him."
“Don't worry, we were there when the two of them brought it up," Rio chuckled. “We made sure he wasn't taken advantage of...we asked a few times if he really wanted to do it, and he was more than certain. I sure wasn't gonna stop him if that was what he wanted...heh, I'm all for encouraging this kinda thing, means we'll get to play with him just how we want a lot more."
“Oh, and there’s more…“ Ritter said with an almost evil tone. “Jagger thinks Mason is especially sensitive to Pokémon hormones. So the more he gets fucked, the more his body takes them in...that makes him more appealing to Pokémon and sexually energizes him, so that he can get fucked quite a lot without tiring out or drying up. And even better…that devious Nidoking’s gonna put something in him that’ll take advantage of that. He’s gonna take on an Omega Effect…get smaller, leaner, and subbier than he already is, somehow. And that dinky dick of his is gonna shrink down even more…might even disappear altogether, get replaced with a fresh eager cunt willing to take everything. Kinda hope that happens myself, but even if it doesn’t, he’s gonna be a great Pokémon plaything for a long time.”
That bit of shocking news got Chris squirming around and rocking a lot more. No way, that he couldn’t be okay with! It was surely going too far, taking advantage of him, Mason wouldn’t have agreed to that, he was sure of it. But he was rapidly finding himself unable to do anything about it, the bindings stayed tight and he could no more intervene in the double-teaming Mason was getting than he could stop the rotation of the earth.
“Heh, surprised? So was Mason when Jagger told him about it.” Gary chuckled at the sudden freeze in motion from Chris. “What, you thought I was going to ambush him like that? I was telling the truth when I said I wasn’t going to make him do anything he didn’t want to do. Jagger gave him the full rundown, said he could back out if he wanted to...don’t even know if he’d respond that way but he didn’t have to take the risk. He didn’t even hesitate when he said he still wanted to do it. To be honest, I think he was looking forward to the idea...and you don’t really have that much problem with it yourself, do you?”
Chris shook his head vigorously. Of course he had a problem with it, why wouldn’t he? Wasn’t he supposed to be the parent, the one in charge here? He had to stop this, didn’t he? He couldn’t let this happen, he had to say something, at least try to struggle his way out and protest, even if he couldn’t stop it from happening...but if that was the case, then why was he so hard? He shouldn’t have felt so aroused, he should’ve felt more of an urge to stop it, but…but watching Jagger shove his huge prick down Mason’s throat, watching Gryff split his ass open, watching the two Pokémon claim him in the rough, wild manner that he’d gotten accustomed to, it was hard for him not to want to see more. Even the knowledge that they were going to alter him didn’t diminish that...
“Enjoying the show, are we?" Ritter's voice growled lustily in his ear. “Don't try to pretend you're not into it, I can see how hard you are, I can smell how much you enjoy it...you can pretend all you want, but I know you're getting into this."
“And why wouldn’t you?” Rio was in his other ear...oh, lord, his growl was dominating. “You love the idea of him being a bitch...of not being able to stop him as he gets fucked over and over, letting Pokémon use him and control him just as they wish. It’s just the kind of thing YOU want, don’t you? You don’t just love the thought of him being used, you want to be in his position, don’t you?”
Chris shuddered, hard. He shouldn't have been so easily played by these two Pokémon, but it was hard not to be...and they were right, he was incredibly aroused, all the fatigue in the world wasn't stopping that, it was powerful enough to make his head a bit fuzzy. Anyone could tell what he really felt...he was an open book, no wonder they could dominate him so easily.
“You know…you don’t have to fight it in any way, bitch.” Ritter’s voice deftly cut through the fog in his head. “What does it matter what choices Mason makes? He’s an adult…hell, younger people than him travel out there all on their own, without any parents to approve or disapprove of their actions. Guarantee you even if you stopped this, he’d make it happen out there on his own, be even more of a slut. You know he likes it, enjoys the hell out of it, wants to be an Omega, and he’s gonna be making bank on it on top of that. You don’t have to worry about him, he’s living the dream.”
“And you know what YOU want, too…” Rio added in with a sultry growl. “You want nothing less than what he’s getting. Maybe you’re not quite as sensitive as he is, but you can be an Omega, too. In fact, you’d be happier as one. You’re already happier letting us be in charge, you love every second you’re getting nailed, and you’re only fighting it because you feel like you should…so why not say piss off to those doubts and be who you want to be?”
There was no fighting what they were saying. Chris knew it was all true, Mason was the way he was and he would have found out on his own at some point anyway…there was no point in having any doubts about his son’s choices, it was his life to live and he was allowed to live it as he wanted. And…so was Chris allowed to live his own. Why was he trying to struggle against something he knew he liked? Submitting to Pokémon, letting them control him, allowing himself to be used and overpowered and overwhelmed…no, it was plain to see, he wanted this, he was barely any different from Mason, and it only made sense that he’d be happier following a similar path. Slowly he nodded his head, his last reservations fading away as he watched Mason get pounded by Gryff and Jagger. If Mason enjoyed it...why shouldn’t he?
Almost as soon as he nodded, he felt a hot tongue on his cock, making him shudder hard. He didn't even to look down to know it was Morrie, the Flareon's moans were loud enough to leave no doubt. He felt himself relaxing into his bindings, letting the feelings take him over as he watched the scene. Having the physical pleasure there made it seem all the more real, all the more vivid, and he was starting to really enjoy it.
Jagger and Gryff were in the final stages, bordering on their orgasms, and they were going the roughest on Mason that they had yet, pounding him from both ends like wild beasts. Mason was clenching down on them each time they forced their way into him, making his passages nice and tight, absolutely loving how they broke him back open every time. It really made it feel more like they had dominion over his body, accentuating the sense of them being his masters, an idea which was really thrilling to him. He didn’t need to be the one in charge, their use of him was more satisfying that anything he could imagine…and the coming consequences of their rutting was the most thrilling thing about it, being made even more perfect for serving.
Finally the two Pokémon drove in one more time, roaring out loudly as they filled their bitch with their essences, the Nidoking’s tainted load ensuring that Mason would be on track to Omega status very soon. Mason felt himself go over the edge right at the same time, shooting hard onto the bed as his ass and gullet were flooded with thick manseed, adding to the day’s collection quite a bit. He had just enough sense to pull his throat off of Jagger’s dick and let the rest of his load rush over his tongue, relishing the powerful taste of the stuff as he took it in. It was one he knew he’d get very familiar with, and he was looking forward to it.
It wasn't much longer after that that Chris came as well, Morrie's expert tongue bringing him over without too much extra effort needed. He shook and shuddered as his cock shot what it could, taxed as it was even under the influence of the hormones. The Flareon swept it up in an instant, moaning as he swallowed, and licking at his cock until it was clear that he couldn't give another drop. Chris slumped down in the chair as the high finished, sapped once again, even though his cock refused to come down.
“Looks like you got through to him," Gryff observed as he pulled out of Mason, helping the boy to his feet. Mason looked a bit unsteady but none the worse for wear, and he too was still looking quite ready for action. “Guess that means we can get straight to work, then."
“You bet,” Gary said with a nod. “Gryff, help Mason get acquainted with some of our guests, and keep track of how many he services. We don’t want to be shorting him, after all.”
With an affirming nod, the Rhydon escorted Mason out of the room, and then Gary looked over at Rio, who didn’t need any instruction. Finally the gag was removed from Chris’s mouth, and he took a few deep breaths to help clear the fuzz from his tongue. The scent of sex hit him more strongly than ever, and his cock was still hard despite Morrie’s blowjob. He wondered if he should say something, give Gary at least a little shit for that stunt...but he found he didn’t really want to. What was the point? Mason was doing what he wanted...he might as well do what he wanted, as well. And he wanted to be a bitch. Gary’s bitch. A Pokémon bitch.
“Hey, Gary? Can…can I…can I get the…the same thing that Mason got from Jagger? And are there...any Pokémon who missed the shoot who might want to find satisfaction with a more mature guy today?”
He heard Rio and Ritter laughing quietly beside him, but it didn’t matter anymore. They’d probably find him a lot more willing and eager now, no doubt they’d enjoy that the most of anyone. In front of him, Gary grinned widely, and jus behind the human was a very eager-looking Jagger. “Oh, there’s no question...I think I can arrange a little something…”