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Vulcan wasn't sure what to expect as he made his way up the mountain pass, occasionally glancing at the fiery sunset that lit the valley below in hues of orange and red. The typhlosion had spent the day in anxious waiting, visiting his friends and trying to distract himself from thoughts of what might be going on between Blaze--his dearest friend--and Fang--his training-partner-turned-more.

He remembered the low rumble in Blaze's voice when they had talked over breakfast that morning. The curt replies the charizard had given him, and demands for exact directions to Fangs training spot. He'd asked Blaze not to start a fight--the charizard had grown a lot better over their time in the valley, but he still had his temper flare-ups--and watched as his friend took flight with a grunted reply. Vulcan had tried to distract himself, but nothing had kept the nagging thoughts nipping at the edges of his mind at bay for long. Not visiting Tangrowth for a full-body massage; happy ending not included this time, he just wasn't in the mood. Not picking berries with Gligar, Noivern, and Crobat; it was a pretty good midday meal, but he'd had to reject the trio's offers of some 'cream' to go with his berries. And not even visiting the Machoke brothers to help them with their post-training cooldowns; on any other day he'd be eager to shove his snout against their sweaty bodies for a nice, long tongue bath, but not today.

Before he realized it, the sun was setting and the pokemon in the valley were settling in for the evening. It was time for Vulcan to return to the cave he shared with Blaze high up on the mountain ridge. He wasn't sure what he expected to find when he entered the home he'd made with the charizard, but it sure wasn't what he found.

Grunting. Panting. Low, throaty rumbling and purring. The sound of scaly flesh slapping against scaly flesh, and the wet sound of a thick cock plunging deep into a wet, tight orifice. Blaze and Fang were fucking hard and passionately on the soft hay of the friends' shared bedding.

Fang lay on his back, squirming and groaning with his legs splayed wide open and his head resting on his arms as the charizard loomed over him. Blaze had one of the feraligatr's ankles in a tight grip, and was grinding his nose against the soft scales of the water-type's hindpaw; his tongue darted out to drag across the sole and dart between the wriggling, clawed toes, and both let out a low groan. From his position, Vulcan could see Blaze's cock plunging into Fang's stretched slit, going in deep to the hilt. And when the charizard shifted, repositioning himself to get a better angle to thrust into the male below him, the typhlosion realized that Fang's cock was pushing up into Blaze's slit as well. The two pokemon rocked against each other, the lips of their slits smacking and rubbing together as they forced their cocks deep into one another.

The air within the cave was humid and ripe with the scent of the two rutting males, making Vulcan moan low and long as a knee-weakening throb shot straight to his crotch. At the sound, Blaze turned his head to meet his friends gaze with his own lust-and-pleasure-hazed eyes. "Vulc..." The word was purred out, low and deep and crooning, and the typhlosion felt another throb in his sheath.

"H-hey, Blazey." Vulcan gulped, his eyes unable to find a place to settle. Fang's pleasure-filled face. Blaze's smirking lips. The two males' sweat-soaked bodies. "You, uh... you and Fang getting along alright?"

"Yeah..." Blaze's eyes slipped closed as he turned back to nuzzle the sole of Fang's hindpaw. Sniffing it. Licking it. Letting his tongue dance along it. "We're just getting to know each other..."

"Room for one more...?" Vulcan's cock was already pulsing to erection as he breathed in the mingling musks of the two males, and he could see the hunger in Blaze's eyes as the typhlosion reached down to stroke it.

Blaze grunted. Shifted. Lifted his tail up high, letting Vulcan see his tight, pulsing, clenching tailhole; and giving the typhlosion an even better view of the mutual slitfucking he and Fang were giving each other. Blaze looked away, seemingly to occupy himself with huffing Fang's hindpaw, but Vulcan could hear a soft, tender murmur from his friend. "Always."

Vulcan's heart pounded and his cock throbbed, and the typhlosion dropped to all fours with a groan to crawl forward under his friend's tail. The ripe scent of male sex drew him like a magnet, and his maw fell open to pant a humid breath over Blaze's crotch. Here, he could get a better view of what the two males were doing to each other. See their slit lips pulsing as they rubbed together and occasionally parted. The charizard and the feraligatr has pressed their cocks together, sliding them deep into each others' hiding places in an intimate exchange that Vulcan knew all too well. The many times Blaze had spread himself open, splaying his legs while huffing and growling and blushing flashed through his mind; the way his friend pretended to not want it would only make Vulcan plunge into the charizard's soft folds and tight passage all the more eagerly while they nipped at each others' throats and lapped at each others' tongues. Now, though, there was no trace of that showy reluctance as Blaze pushed deep into Fang's own slit, and thereby forced the feraligatr's own thick, long, dribbling cock deep into himself.

If Vulcan were any other pokemon, the thought might've made him jealous. As it was, Vulcan pushed forward to press his snout against the two males' wet, sweat-soaked crotches. Flicked his tongue against their slits and the flashes of cock in between their thrusting. Groaned, deep and long and hungry at the mingling taste of charizard and feraligatr malehood on his dancing, wriggling tongue.

"Fuck... Vulcan..." That was Fang's voice, panting and hitching and hoarse with pleasure. "Heh, you were--nnngh--right. This guy's hot... and I don't just mean temperature-wise." His chuckling at his own joke trailed off in a throaty croon as Vulcan dug his tongue into the water-type's slit alongside Blaze's cock.

"Mm. Fang isn't so... b-bad himself." As always, the charizard tried to hide the trembling in his voice behind a low growl. "I can see why you... f-fell so hard for him..."

Vulcan moaned as his paw flew up and down his own pulsing length, giving the flesh the occasional squeeze while nuzzling at Blaze's ass and Fang's crotch. "You're both hot..." He pushed his snout up, into the dank pit beneath Blaze's tail and over the charizard's clenching pucker; the one tailhole he loved smelling and tasting over any other in the valley, tight and pristine and deeply, intimately familiar. "So." He pressed his nose to his friend's pungent hole, filling his lungs with Blaze's musk. "Fucking." He dragged his tongue over the tender flesh, and his cock throbbed at the hitch in the charizard's breathing. "Hot." Again and again, he lapped over and around his friend's entrance. Harder. Deeper. Pushing his tongue into the tight, clinging passage with a groan of satisfaction.

"F-fuck... Vulc!" There it was, that breathy moaning he loved to hear from his dearest friend. The typhlosion could feel Blaze's hips working harder, faster, pounding into Fang and fucking himself eagerly onto the feraligatr's length. Vulcan pressed in against every push back from the other male, sliding his tongue in and out of Blaze's back passage while Fang worked into the charizard's front.

This was it, what Vulcan had wanted. The two males together with him, all three of them indulging in intimate exploration and appreciation of each others' bodies. He and Fang working together to draw those sounds of pleasure out of Blaze. Blaze breaking out of his shell to freely show Vulcan, show Fang, show the entire valley what a big, sexy male he was; how cute he was when he blushed and sulked under their tender affections, and how hot his fires could burn when he took control.

He heard the roaring from both males, and felt the spurting of thick, sticky seed as Blaze and Fang slammed their hips together in orgasm.

Vulcan pulled back, moving to the side of the bedding and sitting down to look over the two male's entwined bodies. He could see how Blaze was clutching Fang's sides, snout buried in the crook of the feraligatr's throat. Fang, meanwhile, was lapping along Blaze's neck, giving the scales the occasional affectionate nibble; from the way the charizard was huffing, Vulcan knew Blaze's cheeks and snout would be flushed that adorable shade of red that went so well with his orange and cream scales. The typhlosion smiled, his red eyes meeting Fang's own. "Hey."

"Hey yourself." Fang gave Vulcan a weary grin and a nod of welcome.

"So. You and Blaze, huh?"

"Yeah. It's kinda a long story." Again Fang let out that soft, carefree chuckle that Vulcan loved hearing, whether it was in the middle of their training or in the heat of passionate sex. The laugh that made Vulcan's heart flutter just as much as seeing Blaze blushing did.

"Well, I got plenty of time." Vulcan glanced away from the two to the cave entrance. "The sun's already set, so you may as well stay the night. So!" He matched Fang's grin with a toothy smile of his own. "You see what I was talking about with Blazey, right?"

"Oh, yeah." The feraligatr's clawed hand stroked the charizard's back.

"Mmf. Don't talk about me like I'm not here." Blaze pushed himself up with a weary groan, looking from Vulcan to Fang and back again. There it was: that deep, blazing, adorable blush. "You're taking this really well, Vulc. Seeing me and your... y-your..."

Vulcan let out a deep sigh. This was a long time coming, he supposed. "Blazey..." He scooted forward carefully, moving to join the two males on top of his and the charizard's shared bedding. He looked down to watch as Blaze pulled his crotch away from Fang's, the two males' spent cocks drawing out of each other and leaving behind a smeared, musky mess. As Blaze sat up, Vulcan moved to cuddle against his dearest friend. "...What do you see me as?"

The hot, humid atmosphere inside the cave immediately turned cold. Blaze hunched into himself, his gaze dropping down between his splayed legs. "...I don't know."

Fang remained silent, looking from Vulcan to the charizard and back again as he sat up as well.

"...We've always been together, haven't we? At least, that's how it seems." Vulcan leaned against Blaze's side, his paw stroking over his friend's thigh. "You know what I see you as, Blazey?"

The charizard gulped. "...What?"

Vulcan crawled into Blaze's lap, turning himself to straddle the charizard's hips and press their bellies together. His could feel the cooling moisture and stickiness of cum and slit fluids smearing on his own crotch, but for the moment he ignored them; instead, he reached up to grasp Blaze's burning face and turn the charizard's head to look at him. "I see you as my dearest, sweetest friend. Someone I've known longer than anyone else. Practically a brother..." He stretched up to flick his tongue over the bridge of Blaze's snout. "I see you as a male. A big, sexy male who I love rutting with in every way we can think of. Even out of everyone else I fuck around with..." Vulcan's eyes flicked away for a moment--in shame? Embarrassment?--and then met Blaze's once more.

"You know I don't care about-"

"Let me finish." Vulcan nuzzled against Blaze's cheek, the two males feeling the flush of the other. "...I also see you acting so tough, but I know how scared you are. After what happened with our trainer-"

"I know." Vulcan was cut off as Blaze wrapped his arms around the typhlosion in a tight embrace. The charizard was practically clutching the typhlosion to him, pressing his snout deep into the fluff of Vulcan's neck. "I... Sometimes I want you all to myself. I didn't care about you going around with other males, because you were mine. Mine..." That rumble in his friend's voice sent a tremble down Vulcan's spine. "...But I know how selfish that is, when I don't even know what I want from you. From... this."

"Blaze... Blazey..." Vulcan's paws slid down Blaze's neck to the charizard's shoulders, and he embraced the other fire-type in return.

"Mmf. Did you and Fang plan this? Getting me all vulnerable and... and..."

Vulcan blinked and looked over to Fang. The feraligatr sighed, scooting forward slowly. Carefully. "Like I said, it's a long story, Vulcan. When Blaze came to confront me, well..."

"And like I said, I've got time." The typhlosion gently worked his way out of Blaze's arms, pushed the charizard down to lie on their bedding and lay down next to his dearest friend. Meanwhile, Fang began telling him about what had happened at the lake. His flirting with Blaze. The conversation they had. How it had turned from flirting to what Vulcan had walked in on.

And the typhlosion listened. He stroked Blaze's shoulders and cuddled with the charizard. He reached over, his other paw rubbing along Fang's side. When the feraligatr finished, he let out a long sigh. "So."

Fang nodded. "So."

Blaze lifted his head, scrubbed at his eyes with the back of his paw, and then looked between the other two males. "So."

"I meant what I said, ya know? To both of you. If you both wanna get together, then..." Fang scratched at his cheek, his own scales turning purple in a slight flush.

"You two are the only ones I allow under my tail, you know. The only ones I want under my tail." Vulcan took Fang's hand and pulled the feraligatr down to lay with him and Blaze. The water-type pressed against the charizard's warm body, and the typhlosion settled himself in between the two males. "I want both of you inside me. M-maybe at the same time."

"Oh yeah, that'd be hot!" Fang grinned, looking to Blaze. "Right, Blazey?"

Blaze nodded, not looking at either of the other two males, but the expression of arousal on his face was obvious. It had felt good to the charizard to mutually fuck Fang, their cocks throbbing and pulsing and rubbing together in the hot, wet embrace of their slits; how good would it feel to have Fang's cock against his while Vulcan's passage clenched and squeezed around the both of them? "Mm. Yeah." But was it really okay? He looked to Vulcan, who was gazing up at him with that open expression the typhlosion always had when they were together. He looked to Fang, who was grinning that friendly, charming, seductive grin at both him and Vulcan. His heart pounded. "You know, you two are the only ones that've been in my slit. I-I'd like to keep it that way."

"Likewise!" Fang leaned in to nuzzle both Vulcan and Blaze in turn; the typhlosion returned the affection eagerly and comfortably, while the charizard flicked his tongue against the feraligatr's snout only after a moment of hesitation. "...Look, I'm not gonna try to get between you two. In fact, I think you're pretty cute together." Both he and Vulcan ignored Blaze's choked growl at that. "But, well... it's nice, you know? Ever since we started talking, Vulcan. About out trainers. It's been nice to have someone who... knows what it's like." Again, the water-type scratched at his scaly, flushed cheek with a claw. "So if we're gonna do... whatever this is with each other, then, well..."

"...Then I don't mind."

Both the typhlosion and feraligatr looked to Blaze as he sat up. "Blazey?" The nickname, affectionate and intimate, rolled off of both their tongues so easily.

"Look, you like fucking around with each other. With every damn male in the forest, too, but that's beside the point." Blaze crossed his arms over his chest and let out a huff. "And I really like fucking around with you two. You're well..." He hesitated, and then the dam broke and the words came pouring out. "Vulc, you're the only friend I've had for a long time. It only makes sense that I'd want you. And as long as your ass is mine to breed as much as I want, then I don't care how many cocks you suck or how many males you rut. And same goes for you, Fang. You can fuck around with Vulc all you want, and take as many males under your tail as you want, but your slit is mine. And I'm going to fill it with as much cum as I want. In return, you can both do the same to mine."

The cave fell silent after Blaze's speech, the only sound the breathing of the three males. It stayed that way for a long, seemingly-infinite moment as they looked to each other. Finally, it was broken by a soft laugh.

Blaze growled, glaring at Vulcan. "I'm serious here! Don't make fun of me-!"

"I'm not, Blazey. I'm... I'm happy." The typhlosion embraced his dear friend tightly, nuzzling into the crook of Blaze's neck. His cock--still hard but flagging--ground against the charizard's belly, and he could feel the pulsing length of the other fire-type's own length--spent, but gaining its second wind--on his hindpaw.

"Hmph. Well that's what matters, I guess." Even as he struggled to scowl, the corners of Blaze's mouth were pulled upwards as he dipped down to nibble at the typhlosion's ear.

"Heh, you two really are adorable together." They could both feel Fang's strong, scaly body press forward to join their embrace. The feraligatr's clawed hand stroked down Vulcan's back, pausing to give the fire-type's flank a squeeze, and his snout rubbed against Blaze's as he nipped at it. "So, if Vulcan being happy's the only thing that matters, what do you say we test out what he said earlier?" His wide, open grin and shining eyes met Blaze's as he winked. "See if we can't fit both of our dicks into his hole...?"

Blaze nodded, pressing back against Fang as the feraligatr rocked his hips against his side. The charizard's cock pulsed at the feeling of the water-type's own returned erection dribbling freely onto his warm scales. "Sure."

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Good. It felt good. Like Arceus Himself had descended from the Hall of Origin to give him the best blowjob of his life. Blaze panted and let out a low groan as his hips met Fang's once more, but this time with the added softness of Vulcan's rump against their wet, humid slits. As before, he felt the feraligatr's thick cock throbbing against his own, but now the tight embrace of the typhlosion's ass squeezed their lengths together to spark sweet friction between them. "F-fuck... Vulc..."

The typhlosion responded with a low, lustful whine. Blaze could feel every twitch and clench of his dear friend's silky inner walls, and turned his head downward to watch the shifting expressions on his fellow fire-type's face. The way his eyes clenched while his jaw hung open, tongue lolling as he panted. The way his breathing hitched with every movement of the two males inside of him. The way Fang nibbled and licked at Vulcan's twitching ears, the feraligatr's hand gripping and pumping Vulcan's own erection.

Vulcan really seemed to love that; having Fang's hands on his body, touching and stroking and pleasuring him. Blaze wanted to find a way to do the same; to make the typhlosion moan and croon like that as he worked into his back passage along with the feraligatr. His eyes moved down Vulcan's body as he hummed in thought. Vulcan's chest. His balls. His hindpaw, wriggling and flexing as he and Fang thrust into the tight passage of the typhlosion's ass.

"Mmf... Blazey?" One of Vulcan's eyes cracked open as the charizard grasped his ankle, stretching the typhlosion's leg up a little further with a slow, careful, gentle movement. Their eyes met as Blaze arched his neck down to press his snout against the soft pad, rubbing his nose against it and breathing in deeply. The scent, rich and pungent and so similar to the smell of his own hindpaws, curled into Blaze's nose and made him huff out a deep breath. "You like it?"

"Yeah..." Again. And again. Breathing in sharply as he slammed his cock into the typhlosion, and then breathing out slowly as he drew himself out while grinding against Fang's own working cock. Blaze pressed and rubbed and ground Vulcan's hindpaw against his snout, sniffing and snuffling and dragging his tongue over and between the soft pads and toes. There it was: the whimpering, crooning rumbling in his friend's throat that he was waiting on.

"Told ya they were pungent." Blaze felt a nibble on his neck, and groaned into the cleft of Vulcan's wiggling toes as he heard Fang's own low, rumbling, lust-hazed voice. "Smell better'n mine, Blazey?"

"Mm. I'll have to take more time to... compare them, you know?" Blaze didn't stutter. He was just gathering his thoughts through the fog of rich musk clouding his mind.

A deep chuckle, and a wet tongue dragged along his throat. "Sounds like a plan."

"Mm." The taste. The scent. The feeling of Vulcan squirming atop him, and Fang pressed against his side; the tight passage around his cock, and the throbbing length pushing against his own. Blaze's lips curled upward as he groaned in bliss, rocking and thrusting and pressing against the other two males. His fuckbuddies; no, not just fuckbuddies.

Vulcan was the first to cum, crying out his orgasm as his cock sprayed thick spurts of musky seed onto his belly. His clenching, clinging passage squeezed Fang's and Blaze's erections together in a tight embrace, and the two couldn't keep track of who came next and who finished last as their malehoods pulsed and erupted into Vulcan's bowels and all over each other. Once more, the cave was filled with panting and moaning and low, rumbling croons as the trio of pokemon collapsed together into their warm afterglow.

"Fuck... oh, fuck..." Vulcan squirmed atop the two scaly chests beneath him, the sounds of Blaze's and Fangs' heartbeats thrumming through his slack body and hazed mind. "That was... amazing..."

"Yeah... we really need ta do that again..." A tired chuckle and a tender lap across the crown of the typhlosion's head answered Vulcan.

"Fuckbrothers."

The typhlosion and feraligatr blinked. They glanced at each other, and then looked up at the blushing charizard. Blaze huffed at the looks they were giving him, but stared right back into their eyes. "What was that, Blazey?" Vulcan's voice was the one to cut through the silence.

"You heard me, Vulc. Fuckbrothers. That's... that's what we are. You, me, and Fang."

"Fuckbrothers... I like it." Fang's gave the two a wide grin. "Got a nice ring to it, yeah?"

"Yeah, I agree." Vulcan smiled, and stretched to nuzzle the side of Blaze's snout, then pulled Fang back down to nuzzle him as well. "My big, sexy fuckbrothers."

Fang lapped along the bridge of the typhlosion's snout, letting their tongues press and rub together, and then did the same with Blaze as the charizard let out a low moan. "Mm... after all that, I'm kinda parched..." The purple flush returned to Fang's cheeks, even as he gave the two other males a shameless look. "Would my two fuckbrothers happen to have somethin' for a water-type to drink?"

Vulcan's smile widened, but Blaze answered before the typhlosion could. A lustful growl rumbled in the charizard's chest as he nibbled along the feraligatr's throat. "Get down and drink our piss, Fang. You spill a single drop, and the next batch is going in your slit."

"Don't threaten me with a good time, Blazey." Fang winked, and began to slide his way downward.

Vulcan and Blaze watched as Fang lapped at their crotches in turn, opening his maw wide and suckling on their spent cocks. When Vulcan moaned in bliss, releasing his bladder, it was answered with a rumbling groan from the feraligatr as he began to gulp down the typhlosion's marking; he even allowed the last few golden droplets to dribble along his snout, rubbing his scales on Vulcan's cock when he was finished. And then he moved down to take Blaze's marking, gulping down the charizard's pungent, strong-smelling piss like it was the sweetest berry juice.

"Mm... Fang's amazing, huh?" Vulcan craned his neck to nuzzle Blaze's cheek.

"So're you." In return, Blaze gave Vulcan's throat a few slow, tender nibbles.

"Mm... and you." Another soft, gentle sigh. Comforted. Blissful. Loving. "...You know, you should come with me next time I go down in the valley. Meet some of the other pokemon."

"...You think they'd like me?"

Vulcan's eyes shone with adoration as he met the charizard's gaze. "They'll adore you."

"Mm." Blaze lapped along the typhlosion's open, panting maw, letting their lolling tongues brush together while Fang nuzzled and nipped at both fire-types' thighs. Perhaps he should; Fang was right, he'd been cooped up in the cave he shared with Vulcan long enough. And now he had two--not mates, not fuckbuddies--fuckbrothers, intimate and loving, to crack through the walls he'd built. Maybe what they had with each other would be enough, or maybe he'd find someone else out there in the valley; he doubted he would find another male that he could grow closer to than Vulcan, but he'd also doubted that he and Fang would work things out the way they had, and just look where they were now.

For that night, however, he had Vulcan. He had Fang. The three of them had each other. And for the first time in a long time, Blaze realized that he was happy.