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The tattoo parlor wasn't a new place to Mar the Scrafty. In fact, it seemed like he was in there with his trainer, Vlad, at least once a week. At first, seeing his human being defaced with ink and metal was revolting to him. By then, however, he was used to the sights and sounds of the grungy place. He was even something of a mascot for them, as often as he was there, since not many other trainers got to bring their Pokemon in with them.

Mar liked the tattoo his trainer was getting today. It claimed in bold block letters on his forearm: [i]MY SCRAFTY KICKS YOUR PIKACHU'S ASS.[/i] Seeing the letters form on Vlad's arm was fun... for a little while. Then Mar got bored, and he started to flip through the catalogs of tattoos and piercings. And that was when he saw what he wanted.

At first, Mar shoving that particular page of the catalog into Vlad's face seemed more like a joke than anything else. The swarthy, young biker laughed and pushed it back at him. "What're you showing me this shit for? Come on." Even the tattoo artist laughed, taking his needle away from Vlad's arm to do so. Erect penises showcasing all manner of piercings decorated the page. It was the frenum piercing he was indicating, better known as the Jacob's Ladder. His trainer's dismissal made him frown.

But Mar was, if anything, a persistent Pokemon. His persistence was how he'd proverbially talked his trainer into fucking him, an activity they enjoyed to this day, and he was dead set on getting some body modification done. A moment later he bugged his trainer with the catalog again. The tattoo artist was, so far, up to [i]MY SCRAFTY KICKS YO.[/i]

Vlad narrowed his heavily-pierced eyebrows. "You, uh, you want me to get one of these? 'Cause no fuckin' way, I don't do metal in my dick. S'the one place I ain't gettin' pierced."

Mar was insistent. He wagged the catalog at his trainer, and when he took it aside, he pointed down at his own crotch. A grin spread across his smug, stoned face.

"I never done a Pokey-man before," the bearded, grizzled tattoo artist said, still inking in the words. "For Mar, though, guess I'd give it a shot."

Mar's grin grew to enormous proportions. He hopped on his strong legs, jumping from one foot to the other in a happy little jig. The sagging pants on his legs bounced with him, never quite slipping low enough to make him indecent.

"You want to get your pecker pierced, huh," Vlad murmured. "And you're down for it, eh, Milo?"

"Just said I was," Milo dryly answered. "Could slip him in when we're done with your ink here. But, ya' know, his little soldier's gonna be outta commission for at least a week, maybe two. Whatever deviant shit you two do is gonna have to go on hold."

Both trainer and Pokemon looked soberly into each other's eyes. Mar's grin had vanished, replaced by that usual dopey expression his species was known for. He seemed to be considering it, because then he nodded, albeit with a tentative quality. Vlad chuckled. "He says he wants to do it. Just give us, uh, what?" He looked into Mar's eyes and grinned. "Twenty minutes after my ink?"

It was dark by the time the tattoo was done. No light came in the grimy, frosted window except the flickering neon vomit from outside, advertising Milo's Tattoo and Piercing Parlor. The titular Milo had left for a smoke break, locking the door behind him. Vlad's pants were already off, his uncut cock already fluffed by Mar's eager mitts.

In his strong arms, one of them now bandaged, the tall and handsome Vlad scooped up his Scrafty and took him down to the floor. Mar's back hit the grimy tile; he shoved down his saggy pants and bared his thick shaft, the hide-like flesh of which was gray like his belly. The head resembled a human glans well enough. On his body (which was a bit over three and a half feet, as was the norm for his species), his five-inch penis appeared to be of colossal size. Vlad's was only six inches, and as he pressed his cock to Mar's and his balls to the bottom of the Scrafty's genital slit, he murmured, "Always freaks me out how big your dick is. Like a fuckin' kickstand."

Mar grinned mischievously, grabbing Vlad's shoulder in one hand and their cocks in the other. He didn't stroke them, but just held them together; Vlad began to buck against his Pokemon and the frottage made them both huff and moan. Their combined precum drizzled all over the Scrafty's belly, making his hide glisten dully in the overbearing florescent lights.

Vlad kept one hand on the tile and rubbed his Pokemon with the other. He petted the Scrafty's red crest, his hooded neck, his flank and up under his arm, always touching him with affection. He never stopped grinding.

"I bet it's gonna feel good to do this once you have those piercings," Vlad murmured, grinning down at his Pokemon. His mohawked head blotted out the bright lights, giving his shape a white halo. Mar reached up and pawed at Vlad's face, his soft hand making a noise like sandpaper on the human's five o'clock shadow.

"I see that look in your eye," said the human, pausing then to lick his lips. "You're gonna cum soon, ain'tcha?"

It was hard to tell if he actually was; every single Scrafty had that perpetually dazed look like they were high as a kite or about to bust a nut. Vlad was taking a shot in the dark and nothing more, but he may well have been right, because his Pokemon's big cock was throbbing almost painfully against the nominally bigger member of his trainer. The precum came in sharp, thick squirts, and his bare toes were curling.

Frotting until they both popped was Vlad's favorite way to do things. Mar loved it too, he expected it to end that way, and he [i]hoped[/i] for it, too. It seemed like the perfect way to cap things off before his dick was put out of order for a while.

Suddenly enough that the Scrafty's eyes popped wide open, Vlad pulled back and defied the Pokemon's firm grip on his cock. He pulled apart the Pokemon's legs by the knees and bared the supple, small pucker of his anus, which interrupted up the smooth hide of his orange tail. Grinning big and wide, he stood up and, for just a moment, loomed above his Pokemon. He looked magnificent as well as threatening to Mar.

Vlad grabbed his Pokemon by the ankles and pulled them up and apart. Like moving a piece of furniture just where he needed it, he bent his Pokemon in half, upending Mar in a way that put his weight on his shoulders and left his butt in midair, his anus winking helplessly. Arms splayed on the tile and cheeks glowing with blush, he stared at his trainer.

The human held his Scrafty where he was in one hand, and the Pokemon did his best to balance himself and hold still. With his other hand, Vlad steadied his swollen prick and pushed its tip into the familiar smooch of Mar's asshole. Mar was trained in more ways than one, and as Vlad easily entered him, he hissed and closed his eyes, toes curling too. He'd never been piledriven before. Vlad had never tried it, either, but it seemed too perfect to not give it a shot. He bucked down into his Pokemon and let his balls slap against the bottom of Mar's tail. Meeting the Pokemon's half-open eyes, loving his panting face, Vlad growled, "Been a while since I fucked you in the ass, huh?" Mar nodded to the extent that he could.

With a lack of skill but an abundance of lustful energy, Vlad bounced on his Scrafty, fucking him hard and fast with just a few seconds to ramp up. Every time he felt that velvet-soft fuckhole gripping his cock and trying to milk him, he found himself suffering a shiver of pleasure. He held fast on the Scrafty's squat, hard legs, using them for leverage and control as he bounced.

Mar's penis shot and drooled down his upended body, making his hide gleam. A few times his precum hit his chin, smearing on his lips and grimacing teeth, and the flavor of his own musk made him blush. He pawed at his cock and started to awkwardly masturbate, loving every second of this creative fuck. His eyes stayed on those of his trainer, Vlad's icy blue irises boring into him and reaffirming who the master was. It didn't matter that on a couple of drunk nights, Vlad had submitted to him; the human was undoubtedly in control, his asshole belonged to Vlad, and that was that.

Belonging to a grubby, handsome fag like Vlad was fine for Mar anyway, and getting finer by the second as his trainer picked up the speed and tried to break him in half with his drops and bounces. The prostate stimulation was a phenomenal experience, making him leak precum like a busted faucet. By then it seemed like his clumsy jerking was unnecessary - he felt that Vlad could've gotten him to handsfree. Mar wasn't taking any chances, though.

"Uhn, fu-u-uck me," Vlad gruffly barked, his long legs starting to tremble. His athletic buttocks clenched and relaxed arrhythmically as his orgasm reared up on him. He was gripping and bending Mar's legs so sharply as to be painful, but the Pokemon's panting and wincing was borne of pure pleasure. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fuckin' [i]blow[/i] right now," Vlad hissed, losing his balance, putting even more of his weight on the Scrafty.

Suddenly and with a bray, Vlad shot like a fire hose, blasting his spunk deep inside of Mar. His fat load coated the insides of the Scrafty's ass like batter, filling him up with sticky warmth. He kept bouncing, riding his Pokemon like a weird pogo stick, but he slowly brought it to a halt, and he ended with his cock bottomed-out in the Pokemon.

For Mar, that full feeling was all he needed. It pushed him right over the edge, made his toes curl and his already stretched ass clench like a vise. His eyes closed tight and his teeth formed a nearly solid grill when he started to shoot, blasting cum through his digits, splattering it on his belly and breast, and from there it oozed to his neck.

Vlad watched Mar squirt, and when the Pokemon's climax was through, he gradually straightened up. "Mmm, shit, that was good... so do you still wanna do this?"

Mar held his cock tightly, even possessively, letting its mess ooze through his fingers. He opened his eyes, took a dozy look at the ceiling, then met Vlad's cold blue eyes. Bit by bit, he started to grin, and he nodded.

The trainer snickered, easing out of his Pokemon; a drool of semen escaped Mar as he put his hips against the floor again. "Well, if you're so sure about it," Vlad teased. "Good thing I can still fuck your ass even if your dick's too sore to fuckin' [i]look[/i] at."