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Keeko yawned. The day was dragging by with all the briskness of a paralyzed Slowpoke, and she was suitably bored. The master was presently at work, and though there were toys to play with and she had the run of a spacious apartment to herself (the Persian she shared her master's affection with did little more than snooze the days away), she was listless without him.

It was all his fault that she was so dependent upon him in the first place. He had quite literally gotten her addicted to sex, to the point that she was uninterested in her Persian playmate and wanted only her master. She craved him then and there like nothing else. It was when he was missing that she wanted him most.

After what felt like an ice age, she heard the click of a key in the door lock. The Luxray stood, waiting with a swishing tail and impatience stewing in her bicolor eyes. Koyne the Persian joined her, nuzzling up to her flank lazily, arching his back so that his body was briefly a horseshoe of sinew and tan fur. Shorter than she, he walked beneath her, back dragging her underbelly in an attempt to get a rise from her, but she watched only the door.

When the chubby human stepped in dressed in the dull uniform of a Poke Mart, Keeko mewled and jumped up, putting her fore paws on his belly. He smiled and pet her about her spiked mane, and gave Koyne a similar rub when the Persian bounded up onto the end table near the doorway. "All right, lemme get inside," said the trainer, chuckling in good nature. His stress from the workday was already wearing away.

He knew precisely why Keeko was being so exuberant, at least by her stoic standards. He trudged to the bedroom on sore feet; sat on the bed; unlaced his sneakers. Koyne and Keeko joined him, one cat on either side of his lap. The Luxray nuzzled his cheek as the Persian merely watched, tail swishing to and fro with the steadiness of a metronome.

Shoving down his slacks, the trainer said in deadpan, "You know I'm dead tired after working twelve hours, don't you? Come home all sweaty and tired and hungry, gotta fuck your brains out... you are just [i]so[/i] inconsiderate."

Keeko frowned. Koyne seemed to be smirking more than usual. The human smooched his Luxray on the pad of her nose and flopped back, then tugged down his briefs. His cock, just average enough to be neither amusing nor offensive, stood nearly erect with its foreskin still puckered. The two cats descended on him in a well-rehearsed song and dance, cheeks nuzzling and tongues lapping as the flesh grew to its delectable fullness. The human sighed and grinned. He wondered what the cute girl at the deli who flirted with him would have thought if she'd known about all the pussy he got. He laughed.

The Luxray started to straddle him. This was common to the point of being normal, but for this time Koyne hissed and barged into her. She was bigger, more stout, but the Persian's tackle made her snarl and thrash onto the bed, mane raised into angry spikes.

The human lurched up and stared with utter bewilderment at the Persian. "The heck is your problem?"

Koyne puffed, ever aloof, and nuzzled the human's side. He put a paw's delicate pads on his master's penis and rubbed it longingly, mewling in a kittenlike way as he did.

Keeko was unamused. She sat heavily on the opposite side of her master and, though she didn't put a paw on him, still nuzzled his cheek and simultaneously glared holes into Koyne.

"I think I get what's going on here," the human said with sagely neutrality. "Keeko, you [i]do[/i] kinda hog me. Let's let Koyne get it for once." When the Luxray whined, he pecked her nose and said soothingly, "I'll take good care of you too. I won't let my girl go hungry."

He looked at Koyne and smiled slyly. "C'mon then. Show me where you want it."

The Persian was notably and obviously more sleazy than his trainer. His feline features were made for such naughty expressions, and he kept the look as he turned around and presented to the human his hindquarters. Breast down, tail high, he offered the supple pink ring of his anus and swayed his narrow hips from side to side.

With a plastic bottle from the nightstand and after stripping out of the rest of his dirty clothes, the human smeared lubricant across his Persian's puckered anus. The feline gazed back at him, not at all ruffled by the cool temperature of the lube but in fact getting hard from that and the lewd contact. The anticipation he felt didn't hurt. He pushed his rear back into his trainer's fingers and uttered a sultry mrowl.

Keeko was sullen and unmoving on the bed, nominally wet but feeling dejected and jealous in equal measure. The worst of it came when her beloved master sat back and started to smear the lube on his cock, rubbing it in until his flesh glistened just like the insufferably smug Persian's asshole presently did. She huffed.

"All [i]right,[/i] now," the human muttered to himself. He pulled Koyne across the bed, putting him belly-up, the barbed and conical shape of his red penis standing in sharp contrast to his soft tan fur like a smear of paint. A grin tugged at the corners of the trainer's mouth as he stroked up Koyne's cock, tweaking the barbs with his fingertips, causing obvious twinges of pleasure in his Pokemon.

"My dick is a lot bigger than your butthole is." He looked down into Koyne's eyes, still playing with his drooling cock. "You su-u-ure about this?"

The Persian nodded. Keeko huffed again. Of course he was still interested, even if he knew he'd hate it; he had to deprive her of that deliciously chubby cock.

With ease enough to make him think his virgin Persian was an experienced ass slut, the human entered Koyne. The cat was incredibly snug and he squirmed and mrowled impotently as he was penetrated, but he remained hard as ever, and often tried to wiggle himself closer to his trainer. Halfway inside and the human eased back and rested with only an inch inside his Persian. Resting his hands on either side of the cat, he glanced at his sullen Luxray. A jaunty smile spread across his face.

"Keeko? C'mere."

The Luxray obeyed, making it a point not to look at the penetration. Her trainer kissed her, which she took without reaction. Koyne batted her hind leg; she ignored him.

"Turn around," the human said. "Keep your tail up. Just stand off to the side, like that... there you go."

Keeko realized what her master was doing a moment before he actually got to it, but when she felt his tongue on the soft folds of her pussy, she still found herself surprised. A shiver raced through her body and she dropped her front, resting on the bed in much the same way Koyne had when he'd made his offer.

Clumsily but helped by Koyne's insistent thrashes, the human began to fuck the Persian. He kept himself hunched over, lips in his Luxray's snatch, nose in the tight and unmolested pucker of her anus where musk ran at its highest. He was unabashedly aroused by his situation. His meat leaked into Koyne, precum smearing along the cat's tight inner walls like a thin layer of dew. It mingled with the lubrication and prevented any painful friction from taking hold.

Eyes closed, Keeko whimpered like a sightless kitten. She gently rocked her bottom back into her master's face, smearing wetness across his lips. She craved his penis but settled for his tongue. Moreover, she found herself wondering how it would feel in the hole Koyne was getting it in; but that was something for later. She deigned to let the Persian have his fun.

The human's chubby body began to break out in sweat. He wrapped a hand around Koyne's middle and pulled him inward, bottoming out in the cat for once. At this new, full penetration, Koyne mewled submissively. His hind legs, splayed, kicked at open air and his penis spat heavy runners of precum into the tawny fur of his belly. The pleasure vastly outweighed the pain, and what had been an elaborate means to deny Keeko the cock was quickly becoming something he wanted to do again in the near future.

Cock throbbing and tongue desperately slurping, the trainer was in love with his two disparate felines. He muttered as much, along with an absent-minded remark on how close he was. That he was talking into his Luxray's groin did little to change the fond tone of his words. He bit softly on her muff, just barely pinching some fur and flesh, afterward dragging his lip across it. Keeko bucked back and let her tail slash at the air.

Of the trio, Koyne was closest. Wonderful new feelings of prostate stimulation left his expression uncharacteristically dumb and content. His eyes, though oftentimes half-lidded, now seemed somehow dreamy from the same appearance. His sneer was replaced with what was obviously a wide smile and his small scrotum was taut against his loins. The cone of his penis breathed with life, spitting fat wads of precum.

The master wasn't far behind Koyne. The tightness of the feline was milking him a far sight harder than Keeko ever did - an observation he wisely chose not to state. But the pleasure was there even if the will to admit it wasn't, and his breathing into the Luxray's warm box made his imminent release all too obvious. His cheeks were red, eyes squinted shut, nose sucking in unintentional huffs of thick lion musk from the girl's anus. He groaned against her.

Koyne mrowled in virtually unbearable delight. He writhed like a worm, every nerve screaming with pleasures heretofore unknown. In a wholly undignified show of pleasure, he let his tongue doggishly hang from his maw. At the peak of pleasure, he bucked into the human's hips, cutting short a grind and causing his well-lubricated bottom to gulp in every last inch. He yowled and the claws came out, digging into the bed and pricking the master's belly, drawing minuscule amounts of blood which no Persian owner was ever surprised to lose. Semen jetted from his barbed penis, shooting up his belly and breast in an irregular candy stripe, coming just short of his chin. The second spurt went further, splattering across his strained face, making webs in his thick whiskers and a smudge on the decorative coin on his forehead. He mewled lamely and fell slack as a ragdoll.

All the clenching and squirming from the Persian had the expected effect on the human. He grunted, reddened face stuffed into Keeko's sopping box, and he came forcefully into Koyne. It was a bizarre new feeling to the cat, making him hiss, then squirm in his afterglow. He briefly opened his eyes wide, but closed them again, resigning himself to the peculiar sensation. It was one he felt he could come to enjoy having rudely experienced it once already.

The trainer muttered something rude but very pleased, and he gave Keeko's muff a kiss before he straightened his sweaty, heavy body out. Erection already waning inside of Koyne, he flopped back into bed, the back of his head a few inches shy of the pillow. His cock hung dribbling over his low-hanging balls. The Luxray cuddled up to him, straddling him, putting her loins needfully on his, but there was no hope in getting him hard again.

"I'm sorry," the human mumbled, hugging her. "Like... ah, like I said. This was Koyne's turn. Later, I'm going to take very good care of you. Just lemme have a little nap, okay? Work was a bitch..."

Keeko supposed if she'd waited all day, she could wait another hour or two for him. Together with Koyne (whom took a little break of his own to preen his messy body), they cuddled together and enjoyed the mutual warmth.