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Disclaimer: This story contains themes incest as well as explicit descriptions of sexual acts between males, some of which may be underage, If any of that offends you, I suggest you not read any further.

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Advanced Uses for Possession

Etrien hurried through the forest. He hadn't been paying attention to the time, and it was already nearly 3 in the afternoon, the training session was almost over, so he had to hurry. Luckily for him, being a Gengar, he didn't really have to avoid running into trees, he was just able to phase through most objects. Handy for when he had to get somewhere quick, which is exactly what he was doing at the moment.

Looking ahead, he was able to see the clearing. He picked up speed, he was already late, he didn't want to miss any more of the event than he already had.

"OOF!"

"HAH!"

He was finally close enough to hear the assorted sounds coming from the clearing, phasing through the final tree, the first thing he saw was a black-and-white blur getting knocked to the ground.

The Pancham climbed back up to his feet, the red bandana that he usually wore around his forehead had slipped down and now covered his eyes. He snatched the cloth and pulled it off of his head and tossed it to the ground. With his vision unimpeded, he turned to see a smirking Riolu on the other side of the clearing, presumably the one that knocked him down. "Unnff... You're lucky that my bandana slipped!"

"Heh, it had nothing to do with luck! You're getting sloppy and slow in your old age, RJ!"

The Pancham shook his head, shooting a determined look right back at the other pokémon, "What? Old age? I'm thirteen, you dork!"

"Still older than me!" The Riolu charged forward, hoping to land another attack on the Pancham before he fully regained his footing. Thinking quickly, the Pancham managed to grab the Riolu's arm, and toss him to the ground, using his own momentum against him.

The Gengar watched the training session unfold, doing his best not to be seen by either of the participants, so as to not distract them. The Pancham would train with a partner nearly every day, and the Etrien took advantage of that fact, always finding a way to get to the clearing in time to see the session, or more accurately, to see the Pancham.

"HAH! Too slow!"

"Shut-up, and hold still so I can smash you!"

Etrien watched intently as the two fighting-types sparred, though honestly, he was only really interested in, RJ. Etrien had known the young Pancham for years, and had a crush on him for just as long. Getting a good look at the boy hopping around as he was now was probably the best part of his day.

The next 15 minutes went by in a blur, even quicker in the Gengar's mind, as he just stared happily the entire time. By the time he snapped himself out of his infatuation-induced trance, the two friends were each starting to head back home for the evening.

"Alright, see ya later, RJ! Same time tomorrow!"

"Heheh, yeah! I'll be happy to kick your butt again tomorrow!"

"Hah! You wish!"

The Riolu turned and began walking out of the clearing, while RJ began moving towards the other direction, which happened to be where Etrien was watching from. It didn't take long for the Pancham to catch a glimpse of the ghost-type.

"Oh, hey Etrien!"

The Gengar brought up a hand to wave, greeting his crush, doing his best to keep his composure, and not give away that he had been ogling him just moments ago.

"H-Hey, Roko."

A look of slight annoyance appeared on the Pancham's face, "Just, 'RJ' is fine. 'Roko' is my dad."

"Oh, sorry, RJ."

The annoyed expression became a smile as the Pancham walked up, "It's cool. Just had this awesome sparring match! How long have you been here? Did you see any of it?"

The Gengar had obviously been watching it very closely, but thought it best to play it a little cooler. "Yeah, I caught a little bit at the end there. Was a good match."

The Pancham's smile quickly turned into a triumphant smirk, clearly pleased at his own performance. "Hehe, I pulled off a bunch of good moves! I pretty much have Comet Punch mastered!"

"Yeah, I saw you land a few of those, I'm surprised he was even able to get up afterwards."

The compliment boosting his pride even move, the Pancham's smirk widened a tad "Well, I did go easy on him, hehe. I didn't want to mess up that cute face of his."

Etrien's mind focused on those last few words, particularly intrigued with the new information. He had known that RJ and that Riolu kid were friends, but the possibility that they might be interested in each other had never crossed his mind. "Oh, uh... Cute face...? Are you uh... into him?"

Etrien presented the question awkwardly, RJ was very clearly not prepared for it, and blushed a bit.

"Oh, he's cute, I guess... but, I didn't really mean it like that..." He glanced up to see if the Gengar was still interested in the answer. Upon seeing the wide ghost eyes still staring at him, he elaborated further, "If he asked me, I might be willing to have fun with him, but he's not the type that I would personally go for... I think..."

As interested as Etrien was to get more information on the subject, he could see that it was making RJ a little anxious, and it admittedly was a bit of an intense question to ask a 13-year-old. He didn't follow up, instead just letting the awkward silence hang in the air for a moment.

"Well, uhh... I need to get back, my dad's probably waiting, I was supposed to be back already, see you later!"

Without waiting another moment, possibly prompted by Etrien's question, RJ hurried off, waving goodbye to the ghost-type as he did.

Etrien exhaled heavily as the Pancham moved out of sight. Etrien was a few years older than the Pancham, but that never prevented his infatuation with the boy. For the past few months, he used every excuse he could to talk to him, and they'd actually become pretty good friends, despite the slight age gap. The only problem was that the Gengar was hoping that it would eventually turn into something else.

With RJ headed home for the night, Etrien began to move back through the clearing, towards his own home, when something caught his eye. He glanced at the ground, and saw something red on the ground.

"Ah, RJ's bandana!" Etrien immediately recognized the piece of attire.

Realizing that he could still probably catch up to his friend, he quickly snatched the red cloth off the ground, and took off in the direction that the Pancham had headed, admittedly a little excited to have an excuse to see RJ for at least another minute or so.

The fighting-type had gotten surprisingly far in the five minutes or so he had been separated from the Gengar, but with Etrien phasing through everything, he caught up before too long, and was in-turn taken a little off-guard by the Pancham being in a certain position. A position that he was sure the Pancham didn't want to be seen in.

He silently glanced around as he approached, only to see the young teen sitting on the ground with his back against a tree trunk, legs spread, and his arms in very conspicuous positions, it took only a few moments for Etrien to come to the realization.

Oh shit, he's jerking off!

Etrien remained quiet, and stayed hidden, so as to not show up and embarrass his friend, although, getting to watch his crush during such an intimate moment was definitely a bonus.

Apparently, the boy wanted to do if before getting home, or at least that's the only reason that Etrien could come up with. It seemed that he waited until he got far enough away and started up, and judging by the ample amount of pink flesh that was already exposed from the Pancham's sheath, he'd been at it for at least a couple minutes already.

The thick member continued to plump up in RJ's paws, a surprisingly good size for a pokémon as small as the Pancham was. Etrien had imagined the scene in his mind before, but this was something that he had not considered. The fighting-type's shaft looked to be a good 8 inches in length and pretty thick, a size that some much bigger pokémon only wish that they could achieve.

Whoa... He's a LOT bigger than I was expecting...

Etrien just stared, taking in the size of the thing, and eventually coming to the conclusion that he very much liked the idea of RJ being so impressive in that aspect. It wasn't until he heard RJ's voice that his brain began working again.

"Mmmff... f--uck, you're so hot, dad..."

That snapped Etrien back to reality. It was barely a whisper, but the ghost-type clearly heard it, though he couldn't believe that he did.

He's... He's thinking about his dad?!?

He had met RJ's dad, Roko Sr., a few times. A huge guy, as Pangoro usually are. There was a bit of chub on him, but he was still a very powerful pokémon, he couldn't really blame RJ for being into him.

"Mmm... a--ahh..."

The Pancham stroked himself slowly, eyes closed as he was no doubt, still fantasizing about his father. Leaning back against the tree trunk, he pressed held his length against his body. The boy's already impressive size looked even more impressive as it being held against that sub-three foot body, the tip of it settling midway up the boy's chest.

Etrien practically drooled at the sight, a little embarrassed that he was literally peeping on his friend, watching him jerk himself off, but the urge to keep on staring was too great. The ghost-type had been borderline obsessed with the boy for a while now, and this opportunity was too much of a gift to pass up.

Even with Etrien watching as closely as he was, he didn't see the clear fluid as it began to leak from the the Pancham's cock head, at least, until it began matting down the boy's fur, much like the boy's endowment, the amount of pre that RJ was producing was quite notable. At first it was only drips and dribbles from his tip, but as the boy drew closer to orgasm, it was more-or-less pouring out of him as if he were a fountain.

"Ah... AH! F--uuuuck Dad!"

It was clear to the Gengar, and it would have been to anyone else nearby as well, that he was very close to climaxing to the thoughts of his father.

Black paws were like a blur, stroking up and down the mammoth member as it throbbed against the boy's torso. RJ's toes curled, his mouth hung open, and the familiar feeling began to overtake him. The Pancham's orgasm was so intense, Etrien even felt like he was feeling it as he watched on.

With his cock still positioned on his chest, and angled upwards, the first blast of cum splattered messily against his chin. The white substance gushed out in a thick looking burst, and already looked to be an amount that dwarfed any load that the Gengar himself had ever experienced.

Holy shit, how much does he cum!?

With a quick wipe of the thick substance that had landed on his face, he gripped his organ and quickly angled it away from himself, trying to avoid getting battered by more of the stuff.

Four more heavy ropes of semen burst forth, plastering the grass, trees, bushes, anything in the area, a small splash even landed near Etrien's hiding spot. It took every fiber of the older boy's being to resist reaching out a finger to scoop up the fluid, but he didn't want to risk giving away his presence. Even with the Pancham currently occupied with what looked to be a rather intense orgasm.

It was a good 30 seconds later before the event subsided. Errant spurts of seed squirted and oozed on to the ground as he leaned against the tree breathing heavily.

Etrien couldn't believe he had just witnessed that entire thing, and what's more, he couldn't believe the aftermath of the event. White streaks and blotches were all over the area, leaves from the nearby bushes dripped with the boy's discharge, It was an absurd sight to see the young teen laying exhausted in the middle of the whole thing.

Etrien wasn't sure how long he just stood there staring, but he was finally snapped out of it by a deep, fairly-unexpected sound.

** SNORE **

"Oh, uhh..."

He caught himself a little flustered, realizing that his crush had fallen asleep after his little endeavor. It was as if he, all the sudden, became aware of the exact degree that RJ had been exposed, and it overtook him. With a strong blush, he zipped away, a little ashamed. Not only due to having watching that whole scene unfold, but also because he very much enjoyed it.

So... I guess I can return the bandana later...

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It was a few days before Etrien worked up the nerve to see RJ again. Having watched RJ's impromptu masturbation session, he felt like he couldn't face the younger boy. He couldn't get the image out of his mind, not that he particularly wanted to... However, it was become a bit of a hindrance, he couldn't even watch the sparring sessions anymore, without his mind wandering back to images of the over-sized tool concealed between the 13-year-old's legs.

The ghost-type couldn't even prevent himself from wondering how the Pancham even moved as quickly as he did with something that big weighing him down.

The ghost-type was at a loss regarding what to do, he had a crush on the kid before, but now it was almost to the point of obsession. He knew he had to act, at least talk to him or something. Even if he wasn't RJ's type, the two were still friends, maybe something could come out of it.

As conflicted as he was about everything, he found himself at the Pancham's home. With the errand of returning the bandana, he at least had a reason to be there. He wasn't quite sure what he was going to say when he saw his friend, but he proceeded nonetheless.

Like most pokémon were trending towards, the Pancham lived in a somewhat human-style home. Basically a tree fort, rooms, beds, etc... Not the most luxurious habitat, but it beat living in a cave.

It was just before 4 PM. Etrien knew that RJ's daily sparring sessions usually ended a little bit after 3, so that gave ample time for the Pancham to make it home before his arrival, so he was a little disappointed when there was no answer.

"Uhh, hello?! RJ?" Etrien called in cautiously, he had been waiting a few minutes, and was starting to grow a bit impatient. Most likely fueled by anxiety, he let his curiosity get the better of him. He took a deep breath and poked his head in, seeing no signs of anyone, he moved further in looking around the home.

"Can I help you?"

"ACK!"

The voice wasn't particularly scary. It was deep, and a bit gravelly, but Etrien had heard RJ's father's voice before, he just didn't expect it at that exact moment. It took the Gengar a moment to catch his breath after the start, giving him a chance to look over the intimidating figure that was Roko Sr.

As most Pangoro are, he was big. Seven feet tall, Over 300 lbs, huge muscles all over his arms and legs, a big belly, it actually took time for Etrien's gaze to scan over the entire frame, as he began to nervously stammer.

"Oh, s-sorry! I knocked, but uh... I just--"

"Don't... -YAWWWWWWWN- worry about it, kid. I was asleep." He scratched his side and craned his neck from side to side, "Junior's not back yet though."

"Oh, he's not?" Etrien consider that for second, the Pancham usually made it home well before 4 PM... but that of course was assuming that he didn't stop to take care of himself on the way.

The thought clicked in mind right away, the Gengar actually had to hold himself back from saying it out loud. Making mention of RJ's masturbation sessions to his father probably wouldn't have been the best idea.

"Well, I-I guess I'll just come back another time then..."

Etrien stuttered a bit as he spoke, a little unnerved by his friend's father. Not that the Pangoro was being even the slightest bit gruff or unfriendly, but he was just so big of a creature, that it was hard to not be intimidated by him. Combined with the fact that ghost-types and dark-types generally don't mix well, and the reasoning made perfect sense.

The ghost turned to leave, but just as he did, the large pokémon smiled and spoke.

"You you like him, right?"

Etrien's heart completely stopped, or at least it would have if ghost types had beating hearts, a pang of panic shot through him, as he stared up at the larger creature.

"W-Whaaaat!?! N-NO! Of course not! I-I just... W-We're friends! Only friends!"

Roko shook his head, "It's fine kid. I've seen you two hang out, and you always have that same look when you see him."

A deep blush overcame the Gengar, a red hue strong enough that it was even visible on the ghost-type's usually dark face. Etrien couldn't even believe this conversation was going on. "I, uhh... I don't know what you mean..." Each word was less audible than the last, by the time he reached the end of the sentence there was basically no sound coming from his mouth.

"I just want Junior to be with whoever he wants to be with, kid. If that ends up being you, that's great."

Etrien nodded, and without wasting another moment, decided that he'd endured as much of the conversation as he was willing to.

"okayIguessI'lltrybacklaterthankyousirbye!"

He spat the words out as quickly as he could and quickly zipped back outside, phasing through everything and bee-lining as far away as he could get.

He tried to force the thoughts of the awkward situation out of his head as he made his away back towards his own home at top speed.

"Ugh, that was brutal..." He spoke out loud to himself, "Maybe returning the bandana wasn't the best idea--OH SHIT THE BANDANA!"

He glanced to his hand, and sure enough the red fabric was still in his grip. The interaction with Roko Sr. had been so awkward, he had completely forgotten that he was even carrying it.

"Dammit, I could have at least dropped it off while I was in there..." Etrien considered his options for a minute, before reluctantly turning, and heading back towards the Pancham's home, albeit at a slower pace.

"I'll just... phase in, drop it off, and get out. I don't need to talk to anyone..."

Not particularly eager to get back, the Gengar approached cautiously. Half-hoping that he'd have a second thoughts, and end up deciding against it. He was a little disappointed that he didn't.

Upon reaching the door, with one final bit of hesitation, he phased his head through the door, and slowly glanced around. Not seeing the Pangoro anywhere, he let out a sigh of relief. Quietly he stepped in to place the bandana somewhere that it would be noticed, and was ready to turn and leave right away.

Then, heard a familiar sound.

** SNORE **

The same snore that he heard a few days ago, RJ's snore.

Oh, RJ must've gotten home...

Etrien couldn't help himself. Trying to stay quiet, he moved in the direction of the sound. He glanced around the corner almost instinctively, expecting to see his slumbering crush.

"Oh!"

In retrospect, it seemed obvious. The Pangoro said that he was asleep before Etrien came to the door the first time. He shouldn't have been surprised that the snore didn't come from RJ. Instead, what he saw was the much larger form of RJ's father, asleep on the bed.

Struck initially by panic, Etrien's first instinct was to get the hell out of there, but just before he acted, an idea struck him. His eyes drifted back over towards the big pokémon...

"He did say that he wanted RJ to be with whoever he wants... So, what if he wants..."

He looked over his friend's dad, big, strong, even with the bit of chub that was common among Pangoro, the pokémon looked quite powerful, making Etrien already a bit anxious regarding his plan.

Doubt started to grow in his mind, he wasn't even sure if he wanted to go through with it, but with a thought of RJ flashing in his mind, he found his confidence restored, and not a moment too soon, RJ was definitely going to be getting home soon, so he had to make his move.

With a deep breath, he moved over to the sleeping behemoth, "I really shouldn't do this..." He spoke quietly to himself, careful to not disturb his friend's father. "I don't even know if this will work... He's a dark-type, he resists ghost-type stuff..."

Even with the doubt's swirling through his mind, he didn't stop, he kept moving forward, eventually coming in contact with the Pangoro, and then, phasing into him.

The Gengar had overshadowed others before, possession was actually a fairly common thing for ghosts, though usually the targets were easier, smaller, or less powerful pokémon. He wasn't even sure how successful it would be against a pokémon like Pangoro.

Possibly aided by the fact that the Pangoro was already unconscious, the possession turned out to be easier than he expected.

A moment later, Etrien open his eyes, or rather, he opened the Pangoro's eyes.

"I-It worked...?" He looked around, clearly surprised that the attempt was successful, " guess him being asleep helped."

He brought up his borrowed body's arms, looking over them, glancing down at his slightly rounded belly. Not completely surprised by the powerful limbs, but seeing them under his control was a fairly surreal experience. Just being in the body of the Pangoro felt strong, powerful... He leaned forward, getting a feel for everything, getting his bearings not a moment too soon.

"Dad! I'm back!"

The familiar voice rang out, Etrien resisted the urge to call out as if he were in his normal body, needing to remind himself that RJ was expecting his father.

"Sorry, sparring ran a little long today."

Immediately, Etrien found himself wondering if that were actually true, or if the boy had stopped off to take care of himself like the other day.

Etrien stood up and began to stretch a bit, even though he'd been awake all day, the Pangoro's body had just been asleep a few moments ago. He found himself a slight bit groggy as he let out a yawn.

"Oh, sorry if I woke you up." RJ stepped around the corner just in time to see his father rise from his resting position.

"It's no problem, R--er... son. I needed to wake up anyway." Etrien had limited contact with the Pancham's father, but he knew enough to make a decent attempt at impersonating him. "The sparring is doing you good, you're uh--putting on some decent muscle there."

"Oh, thanks dad. I just want to get as strong as I can, so I can evolve and be as strong as you." RJ blushed a bit at the compliment.

Etrien's plan was to slowly ease into it, take his time to make RJ comfortable, and then use the Pancham's attraction to his father to his advantage. However, he was finding that somewhat difficult to accomplish, as he himself was beginning to feel a bit aroused just being near his crush.

"Dad, I think I may even be ready to evolve soon. What do you think?" With that, RJ struck a pose, turning around to show off his back muscles, and flexing as best he could.

Etrien was silent, just staring at the displayed body of his friend, he'd always been a fan of the Pancham's body, and here it was. As much as he wanted to resist, that was beginning to seem rather unrealistic. He knew that RJ wanted it, and he himself definitely wanted it, there was no reason to wait.

Fuck taking this slow...

The Pangoro's body began moving forward, towards the Pancham, still waiting for a critique from his father. He wasn't expecting a big Pangoro paw to begin softly caressing his arms.

"Very nice son, your muscle growth is coming along very well." Etrien was honestly surprised that he was able to continue with his facade as he leaned down to run his hands over him. Starting at the small pokémon's arms and shoulders, he gently kneaded the muscles and slowly proceeded towards the boy's back.

"Ah! T-Thanks..." Clearly stricken with a bit of surprise at his father's touch, RJ let out the small yelp, doing his best to act normal while those strong hands slid over him, even though he was literally shivering with excitement at the touch, which of course did not go unnoticed by the larger male.

Etrien continued his efforts, massaging gently down the boy's back, eventually meeting his thighs. As soon as his digits began sliding against the boy's legs, Etrien nearly froze, just waiting for a reaction, and half-expecting it to be negative. When RJ didn't simply continued his labored breathing, he let out a silent sigh of relief, and continued on.

"You must have been running and dodging a lot"

The Pancham nodded, and spoke almost inaudibly, "Y-Yeah..."

While continuing to run the big Pangoro hands over the boy's thighs, Etrien leaned in, bringing his body right up against RJ's back, garnering a nervous swallow from him.

"It really helps to relax the muscles after a workout, so they don't get sore." Pangoro's paws slowly crept towards the inside of the thigh as he uttered the words. Then as if RJ suddenly came to the realization of what was happening...

"I-I need to go! To-- uhh..."

He began to try to come up with a reason to prevent any further escalation in the mood, but already in the larger male's grip, he found it difficult to do so.

Etrien did not plan to stop after going this far. With his paw already in place, he slipped it slightly further, meeting the boy's lap, and immediately finding a quickly hardening piece of flesh, beginning to find it's way out of his sheath.

"Dad! I-I can't explain! I was jus--"

Etrien silenced him with an errant stroke of the shaft, "No need to explain... This muscle needs to be relaxed just as well..."

With each hand around either side of the Pancham, Etrien stroked the growing thickness with one, while the other fondled the smaller pokémon's ample-sized testicles. "I can see that you're growing rather quickly, son."

"Huh...?" Among the pleasure that RJ was receiving from the Pangoro's skilled grip, he hadn't been able to focus on much else. It took him a moment to realize that the Pangoro was referring to his penis size. "Oh, I -ah- I didn't think I was th-that big..."

"Mmm... son, there are pokémon twice your size that would love to be even close to this size."

Etrien continued stroking the shaft, feeling it extend and grow larger and larger. With the Pancham no longer resisting his urges, it didn't take long for that impressive tool to reach its full 8 inches length, and thick enough that even the Pangoro's large paw almost couldn't close around it.

"What about you dad? How -ahh- big do y-you get?"

Etrien was honestly surprised that RJ was even able to keep his composure enough to get the words out. Though it was a question he hadn't even considered. He hadn't even thought about how big of the monster the Pangoro had, with a quick glance down at his own sheath, he could see that he was beginning to peek out, though not quite sure the size that his borrowed body would reach.

"Why don't you find out...?"

Etrien back off of RJ, and sat with his back against the wall. The Pancham didn't waste time in following the suggestion. In a flash, RJ was on his knees leaning down to work on his father's cock, clearly interested in finding out the answer to his question, and frankly, Etrien was rather curious himself.

The ghost-type himself wasn't particularly impressive below-the-waist, definitely nowhere near his Pancham friend, so he was hoping that while possessing RJ's father, he might have a chance to try out a much larger size than what he was used to.

After RJ began working on the arousal, it became apparent that Etrien was going to get his wish.

"Shit... He's huge..."

Etrien spoke silently, commenting on the size of his current body to himself, quiet enough so that RJ wouldn't hear, not that the Pancham would have, he looked to be too engrossed in his activity at the moment. With his eyes wide, and his jaw dropped, RJ stared in awe as he continued to work on the monument that was rising in his paws, it looked to be maybe half-mast, and already eclipsing the Pancham's size.

"Fu--ck dad... You're so hot..." RJ spoke the words almost as if he were in a trance, leaning in close to the shaft as he used both paws to stroke the heavy member, watching it intently as it continued to lengthen and harden.

When the the first drop of the Pangoro's pre leaked from the tip, it was like something snapped in RJ's mind. With a lunge, the Pancham's mouth had engulfed the massive cock head, giving the boy a taste of his father's discharge.

"Ah! RJ!" The boy's tongue against him was not something that he was prepared to feel. He threw his head back at the warm sensation. RJ pulled off a moment later savoring clear drop as best he could, unaware that the floodgates had been opened.

Less than a second after pulling clear from the cock's tip, a generous spurt of clear pre-fluid burst forth, splashing onto the side of the Pancham's face, followed by a second slightly weaker blast, and then few dribbles descending the sides of the flesh tube.

Thin strands of the pre-cum stretched between the Pancham's face and the Pangoro's dick. Completely unfazed, by the wet matted fur caused by the sudden spurt, RJ licked his lips as if he were eyeing his favorite treat, he opened as wide as he could, and leaned back in slowly, not even able to reach the dick before he felt a strong grip against the back of his head, urging him down quickly.

The fleeting feeling of his crush's mouth over his dick, rather... the dick of his current body, was more than he was ready for. Without even thinking, he gripped RJ's head, and pressed down roughly, shoving the cock back into the eager teenager's mouth.

RJ was barely able handle more than the head of his father's organ, but he seemed to be enjoying running lips lips and tongue over every bit of it that he could. Etrien thrust into that small mouth as deep as he could manage, filling the small cavern with more pre-cum than be could even imagine. Even with RJ gulping the substance down, to the best of his abilities, the majority of it leaked right back out the sides of his mouth. A moment later when Etrien finally released his grip and RJ was able to pull away, both the Pangoro's lap and the Pancham's face were glistening with excess pre.

With RJ finally off of the giant cock, he took a moment to catch his breath, and then glanced forward, and getting a full view of the now full-mast erection. The inspiring sight of 14 inches of thick, glistening, iron hard flesh stood proudly before him. Unlike his own, the organ was jet black, maybe something to do with the pokémon's dark-type attributes, the Pancham didn't know, and honestly he didn't care."

"D-Dad! Please! You have to fuck me! Please!"

RJ's body was on autopilot now, completely driven by the the lust he was feeling for his father. He didn't wait for a response, he began moving forward, climbing onto the larger pokémon, right over the still-leaking cock, desperate to get it inside of him.

"What?! RJ--errr... Son! We can't! You're not big enough!" Etrien was a little surprised he even had the wherewithal to consider the consequences. His desire to go along with it aside, fucking the Pancham with a cock that was nearly as large as the boy's torso probably would not turn out well.

"PLEASE?! YOU HAVE TO! PLEASE!?!"

RJ kept doing his best to climb over the erection as he pleaded, refusing to take no for an answer. He positioned himself directly over the black spire, and pressed down slightly, making the leaking tip kiss directly underneath his tail.

"D-Dude! Stop!"

Etrien's frantically tried to prevent the inevitable, somewhat breaking his facade in the process, but the Pancham was not going to be denied, and the fact that part of the Gengar's mind was screaming at him to just let it happen was likely helping as well.

A few more moments of struggling was all it took, Etrien felt his overly-slick tip spear its way into RJ's tunnel, and immediately he was hit was the most intense tightness he could ever imagine.

"Ahh--Shhhhit... RJ! So fucking tight!"

All of Etrien's self-control immediately vanished, the bliss that he was suddenly feeling outweighed everything else. Without hesitation, he brought huge black-furred paws up to RJ's sides, and gripping tightly began to drive himself deeper into the tightness.

"OHH! DAD! S--OOOO FUCKING B--IIIIIG!"

Pangoro hips thrust towards the sky just has he pulled the Pancham's body down, using the combined force to get himself into the boy deeper than what should have been possible. Only a few thrusts in, and already half of the colossal member had already found its way into RJ's depths.

"RJ! -ah- are you -ngh- okay!?!"

Not that Etrien believed that he could even stop, but he couldn't fathom how the smaller male was accepting so much of him.

"YES! PL-PLEASE! K-KEEP GOI--AHHHH!"

The Pancham leaned further into it, helping to push with more force, desperate to get more of the steel hard flesh into him. It was at the point where each thrust created a visible distention in the Pancham's already slightly rounded belly.

Etrien went along with RJ's wishes though. He slammed in with all the force that he could muster through that large body, increasing his speed and strength with every push, until eventually, nearly the entirety of the black shaft was disappearing into, and reappearing from that tight hole.

"AHH! DAD! Y-YOU HAVE -ahhnn- N--OOO IDEA HOW MUCH I'VE WA--ANTED THIS!"

RJ's tongue was hanging from his mouth, and his eyes were rolled into his head; it was a look of pure euphoria as that giant Pangoro cock continued to invade him, smashing his prostate with each thrust, and making him see stars.

The Gengar knew he was getting close, or at least the body that he was in was getting close. What he hadn't even thought about was how close his friend was getting. The Pancham had long since began stroking his own monumental erection, helping to bring himself to what had to be a quickly approaching climax.

With the thoughts in his mind about the younger boy's impending orgasm, the realization suddenly hit him, that he hadn't even considered how productive an orgasm in the Pangoro's body would be. It was possible that cumming inside of the Pancham may not even be an option, but frankly, Etrien didn't know if he'd even be able to stop either way.

"AH! AH! AHHH! FF--UUUAAAH!"

The ability to form coherent words now lost to him, only moans escaped the Pancham's mouth, his passage began to erratically clench and relax around the invading spear, and before he even had time to react, he was met with a face full of the boy's warm, viscous discharge.

The thick liquid coated the Pangoro's already white-furred face, and quickly cascaded down over the black-furred parts as well.

Finally reaching climax, RJ collapsed forward, most of his body resting on the plump belly of his father as he continued to unload, just letting it splatter messily between their bodies.

The Pancham's muscled continued to spasm however. The boy's anal cavity pulsated strongly, clenching and pressuring around the black shaft that was still embedded within him. The pleasure was hitting Etrien hard, so hard in-fact, that the ghost type was beginning to have trouble keeping his possession of the Pangoro's body intact.

His thrusts grew increasingly erratic, he was right on the edge. With the Pancham no longer moving on his own, Etrien did the best he could to bounce RJ on his pokéhood.

"Ahhh--hhh, d-dad... cum inside me... p-please..."

RJ's eyes were half-lidded, he laid there limp, drunk on the sheer bliss he was feeling as he spoke dreamily between moans.

It hit him like a train. Even with the Pangoro's double weakness to fairy-type attacks, Etrien doubted a full-force Moonbeam attack would even affect the Pangoro's body as much as the orgasm that had begun to overtake him.

"AHH! CAN'T H-HOLD ON!!"

The first blast of Pangoro sperm launched into RJ's body, the first shot already more than enough to fill the boy to capacity. Almost instantly, the fluid began escaping around, and squirting past the cock obstructing the tight entrance. With the last bit of will that that the Gengar had, he quickly hefted the boy off of the erupting spire, and let the Pancham's exhausted form collapse onto his father's gut.

No sooner did he finish the action, and drop his crush from his grasp than he lost control of his possession, and was expelled from the Pangoro's body. Luckily for the Gengar, with both fighting-types in the state that they were in, he was able to quickly tumble, and phase through the nearest wall, and remain out of sight.

No longer under ghostly influence, RJ's father's sentience returned to him, just in time for him to unleash another thick rope of seed. With RJ no longer impaled on his cock, the jet fired through the air and landed with an audible splat on his son's back, followed by a third, fourth, fifth blast, thoroughly plastering the young teen's back with a thick layer of white.

The Pangoro wasn't even sure what was going on, but he knew that he was experiencing what was likely the best orgasm of his life, and thus did not question it.

The older male's climax lasted nearly a minute more, continuously unloading over his son, and himself. The powerful apex leading directly to the large pokémon nearly passing out from sheer fatigue. Breathing heavily, he laid there, with his son resting on his front, and more than just a little confused.

Even though his orgasm was experienced through another body, Etrien felt the effects of it just as much as the two males in the other room. The ghost-type's body shivered with pleasure, as he gradually regained a degree of poise.

Cracking his eyes open, he glanced around the room, not knowing exactly where he ended up after being ejected from Roko's body. He let out a sigh of relief at confirming that he was indeed alone in the room.

Shit... I'm never trying anything like that ever again...

Keeping quiet, he listened closely, trying to hear if the two pokémon in the next room were moving around yet.

Satisfied that his plan was a success, he took the opportunity to get out of his friend's house as quickly as he could.

"I can't believe I got away with that..." He spoke out loud to himself as he made his way back through the forest. Smiling, as he was fairly content with what he had accomplished, and that he had managed to share such a lustful experience with his crush, even if the Pancham wasn't aware of it.

"I guess it's better this way anyway, RJ gets his fantasy scenario, and neither of them has any idea that I was involved..."

Meanwhile...

"Uhh... RJ...?" The Pangoro looked over his son resting peacefully on his chest, then around the room. The last thing he remembered was taking a nap, "What the hell happened while I was asleep...?"

With a wide smile on his face, RJ was slumbering peacefully from exhaustion already, and with his position resting on his father's wide belly, Roko was hesitant to even move. Also, the fact that he was pretty tired himself aided the decision to remain in place. He simply laid his head back, "I guess... We'll get this figured out a little la--ter..."

He stalled on his last word as he felt something soft against his arm, the red bandana that Etrien had left.

"Wasn't that Gengar kid carrying this...?"