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[b][u][center]Pokémon Polyamory

Chapter 11: Celebrations

Sponsored by Nevid

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

It turned out that the people of Azalea Town were surprisingly happy when Kurt gave them the news about what had happened in the Well. After seeing how they had just bent their necks to the Rockets and gone along with everything, Jared had half-expected them to be grumbling about it. He wouldn’t have entirely blamed them, either. They had just pissed off a rather large – if stupid – criminal syndicate, and that wasn’t always something that happened without consequences further down the road.

That said, they surprised him. They cheered as soon as Kurt gave the news, and when the old man mentioned that Jared had been part of ‘kicking some Rocket tail’, as the old man put it, the crowd stared at him. He shuffled his feet, rubbing one arm.

“Hey, I remember you. You’re the one that started the fight in town,” someone in the crowd said. He looked up, half-surprised to see the guy from the Pokémon Center that had patched him up after the fight. “You really were telling the truth.”

That seemed to be all that the crowd needed to hear. That little story must have been making the rounds ever since he left to find Kurt in the first place, and now, they were all cheering him, too. He shook his head, looking down at the ground as he grabbed Kurt by the arm.

“Let’s keep moving,” he muttered.

“The people need something to celebrate after that.”

“No, seriously. Move.”

There must have been enough in his voice to get through to Kurt, because the old man followed his suggestion. They were off again, moving through the town and up to the edge of the forest that surrounded it. This time, they weren’t going all the way back to the isolated hut, but rather to a house at the edge of town. A few trees grew around it, each with different, ball-shaped fruits that hung from them, but the house itself was in decent shape, looking like a normal building rather than some hermit’s hut.

Kurt let him in, and he stepped through as fast as he could, leaning against the wall. When Kurt followed and shut the door, cutting off the cheers in the distance, Jared took a deep breath and slowly slid down the wall.

“Ugh…Don’t do that again…”

“What, you planning on being a hero again sometime, kid?”

“Not really, but if it happens…don’t.”

“…You okay?”

“Not really.”

In fact, he was shivering from head to toe. The whole feeling of being stared at and cheered was…foreign, at best, but it was more than that. It didn’t feel right. Not just like he felt like he hadn’t earned it, but more like he just…he just didn’t deserve it, either. He covered his face, taking a few deep breaths again to try and calm himself down.

At least all the Pokémon were staying in their balls this time. He didn’t need to try and sort this out between them right now.

“Hey. Kid.”

Jared looked up. Kurt had taken a seat at a table, and had kicked out a chair for him, too. The old man tapped it, and he reluctantly pulled himself from the wall to join him.

As he sat down, his contact gently pushed a cup of something over. He looked down, saw it was steaming. A sniff suggested it was tea.

[i]Would prefer coffee,[/i] he thought, but he’d take it. He swallowed a few mouthfuls, then shook his head as the bitterness behind the drink caught up with him.

“Ugh…”

“Better?”

“Not in my head anymore, if that’s what you mean.”

“Better than nothing.”

He nodded. They sat in silence for a bit. He didn’t know what the old man was thinking about, but he was pretty sure that Kurt was in worse shape than he was. After all, he’d just been punched around a bit and kicked in the gut. The old man had taken sustained Supersonics to the face, and that wasn’t something that you just shrugged off. He’d felt the sudden shifts in Kurt’s balance while they were walking through the Well, and if the old man was actually feeling okay right now, he’d be amazed.

But the silence couldn’t last. The pair of them each had a job, and they needed to get it done. They looked at each other, and both exchanged a sigh at the same time.

“So…you’re the one chasing after Project Chimera, huh?” Kurt asked.

“Something like that.”

“Seeing if they’re doing it, at least.” He shook his head, shifting his cane to lay across his lap. “Any chance you can tell me what the hell that even is?”

“They didn’t tell you?”

“No. You?”

“Classified.”

In reality, he knew the name, and he had some clues to what it was. The eggs were part of it, and so was the attempt to bond people to Pokémon back in the past. But there was more than that, something that kept the name more mysterious than it should have been, and more foreboding, as well. Project Chimera.

It had been what Giovanni had been pushing right up until the point of his disappearance, but once the law had come sweeping in with the businessman’s disappearance and Jared’s testimony, the Rockets had all but folded in most of Kanto. Some had disappeared, like Proton, but he had never thought that they’d have the resources to continue that kind of work. Giovanni had been one of the biggest sources of money for the organization as well as the one that headed the whole thing.

But apparently, it was still not just running, but working fast. The bond between him and Croccy, and now between him and Snugs, was a step past what they had been doing in Kanto. If they were even further along than that…

Well, he didn’t want to think about it.

“So, what do you know?” Jared asked, trying to get them back on track.

“Just what you saw,” Kurt said, shaking his head as he nursed his own cup of tea. “That facility down there? That wasn’t there last year. It’s new. Gotta be.”

“And you don’t know what’s going on inside?”

“Kid, ever since the Rockets took over, nobody knows what’s going on inside. Hell, this was the first time that we got into the Well for over six months.”

“…That’s a long occupation.”

“Yeah. They were smarter than usual. Came in and cut communications.”

“…That’s much smarter than usual.”

And it didn’t sound like Proton, either. That smug bastard might have known a lot about the inner workings of the organization, but that didn’t mean that he was particularly good at planning. It just meant that he was informed. Someone else had ordered that, and he wasn’t looking forward to finding out who.

“But wait a second. Six months? Are you telling me that everyone here has been living like that for months?” Jared shook his head. “Don’t you have a gym leader or something here? Someone that could have fought them?”

“Well, technically, but…uh…”

“What?”

“…You know, that’s a good point. Why didn’t we do that?”

“…” SMACK! He slapped a hand across his face.

[i]Just when I think I’m talking to someone smart…[/i]

He supposed he shouldn’t have been surprised. The whole world seemed to be filled with idiots of some type or another. At least Kurt wasn’t a full-time idiot, and just seemed to have this blind spot.

“Speaking of the Rockets, though. Better call the cops,” Kurt said. “Gimme a minute.”

“Take a few.”

After all, even with the tea, Jared was still coming down from the large crowd of people. They had been…cheering, yes, but that didn’t mean that he felt good being around them. He wasn’t keen on people in general, and he was just going along with this to make sure that he fulfilled this mission rather than any other reason.

He was used to having some really crappy people around him. Having them cheer him just didn’t…

It was nice, but it was also wrong. Really wrong.

Kurt made the call in the background as Jared tapped his fingers against the pokéballs at his belt. They were all fairly still at the moment, and he wondered if his team was sleeping or if they were just listening to what was going on. Considering the snoopy nature of some of the team, he would not be surprised if it was the latter. He’d need to keep his mouth shut in case Croccy was starting to listen in.

Eventually, Kurt returned to the table, groaning as he stretched his legs out under it.

“Ugh. They’ll send a team tomorrow.”

“They should stay holed up for a while,” he said. “Seems to be the way that they work. Get their ass beat, hole up until they can be sure that everyone’s forgotten about them, then come rushing back.”

“Yeah, well, they try that, they’re going to run into a wall of Growlithes.”

“And more, hopefully.”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s just the police dog.”

That was something, at least. He knew Proton had the tendency to pull back to lick his wounds every time that things went badly, so a day or so should be plenty of time for the police to get here. The fact that it would take that long made him wonder if that was why the facility was in such an isolated area, though. It meant that any attempt to call the cops would still leave the Rockets plenty of time to evacuate it if they had to.

He rubbed his forehead again, grumbling under his breath.

“Something the matter?” Kurt asked.

“Just…trying not to overthink this.”

“Not worth thinking about.”

“I know, I know.”

“Heh, starting to care more than you’d like?”

“More like I know what they can do…and I’m not keen on seeing it happen again.”

“Yeah…” Kurt sighed, shaking his head. “Yeah, I get that. So…what’s next?”

“What do you mean, what’s next?”

“With dealing with whatever the hell Project Chimera is.”

“…Right now, I don’t know,” he said, shaking his head. “They set their defenses up so that only strong Pokémon, or ones with certain moves, can get in. That means that I can’t get through with the team I have, and I know for a fact that nothing here is strong enough to move those boulders. I’m surprised that Proton didn’t use whatever he had for getting through that against me, but…well, he probably didn’t want to risk it.”

“Risk it?”

“He’s a collector,” Jared said, shaking his head. “He doesn’t care for them much, but he [i]does[/i] care about how valuable they are. He’ll risk his own face before he’ll put one of them on the battlefield, but you should see…forget I said anything.”

That was getting too deep into his own past, and the last thing he needed was to get Kurt all curious about what he might or might not have done in the past. He was treading on thin ice as it was.

“But as far as what I do next…” He shook his head. “Far as I can tell, I only have one option. I keep going, keep helping my team get stronger, and then come back when they’re strong enough to get me through.”

“And you think that’s good enough?”

“Well, it’s not like I’m going to get any reinforcements with those moves, am I?”

“Heh, knowing who we’re dealing with, probably not.”

“So…Guess that means facing the gym leader here.”

“Bugsy.”

“…That’s his name? Bugsy?”

“It’s what people call him,” Kurt said, shrugging his shoulders. “He seems to encourage it.”

“…He’s stupid.”

“He’s a kid.”

“What?!”

He jumped to his feet, his hands slapping the table. He shook his head, sure that he had heard that wrong. There was no way that there was a gym leader that wasn’t an adult here, or at least an older teen.

“Say that again.”

“He’s a kid.”

“How…what?”

“Think he had his 11th birthday just a few weeks ago.”

“…Fucking…”

Well, that explained why he didn’t go down the Well after the Rockets. A kid. A kid. That just…that was wrong. That was all sorts of wrong. He sighed, rubbing his forehead a few times.

“And he’s the gym leader? No kidding?”

“Nope. He’s pretty good, just…you know, a kid.”

“Well…” He sighed. “At least that’ll make it quick.”

“You’re fighting him, then?”

“Tomorrow. Or the day after. I’ll talk with people first, see how much training I might need to do to make sure that my Pokémon aren’t going to be beaten up too badly from it.”

“Good idea. Well, if you do that, I wish you luck. And…actually, if you do beat him, come back here. I might have a few things that’ll make the rest of the trip easier for you.”

Jared had no idea what kind of ‘things’ that the old man might mean, but he figured that he’d find out later. For now, he needed to get back to the Pokémon Center and get some more rest. He hoped that there’d still be a room there. He didn’t have much to barter with.

At least the team was in good shape, as far as he had been able to see. The battle in the Well hadn’t done them any damage.

#

The room was there, alright, and the nurses and staff at the Center seemed to be more than willing to let him stay there again. That was okay. The weird part was them leaving him a gift basket of potions and other healing items.

He took the Burn Heal out of the back and sprayed it along his spine. That fire attack in the tunnel hadn’t hurt him directly, but it had come too close to actually burning his skin. It was like a bad sunburn, not too horrible yet, but it would get there if he didn’t do something to take care of it.

As soon as that was done, he sat down, and his pokéballs burst open.

“Oh come on…”

He rubbed his forehead as his team appeared in front of him. No sooner had they all taken shape than they leaped on the couch with him. Snugs slithered up around his middle, coiling behind him and leaning its head against his shoulder, while Shimmer flew up to land on his head, fluffing out its feathers and looking down on him. Lurch climbed up on the couch and hugged his waist from the side, and Croccy just leaped up and sat on his lap.

It was a massive cuddle from all sides, and he didn’t know how to take that. He just slowly reached out, patting, petting, touching each one of them in shock more than anything else.

“What are you doing?” he whispered.

“Hugging.” Croccy squeezed.

“Why?”

“You need it.”

“…”

“Needs da boopin, too,” Snugs said, poking his neck with its nose.

“Heh…”

It was hard not to smile when they were doing things like that. He pulled them close, taking deep breaths. Pokémon were different from people. Not as different as humans thought they were, but they were. They were more genuinely, less inhibited, and just…nicer, he thought. They were never going to lie to him, never going to hold back, never going to pretend to be good to his face while being evil behind his back.

That was just not their way. They were genuine from the start. And –

“Uh, Croccy…”

“Hmm?”

“You’re, uh…”

He cleared his throat, reaching between them and poking something that was starting to slide out. The crocodile Pokémon giggled.

“Weeeeeell, I was thinking we could celebrate the win.”

“Croccy –”

“You already did Snugs. It’d help the rest of us, too.” Croccy leaned up, nuzzling against his neck. “And it’s fun. And besides, it might make us even stronger.”

Jared gritted his teeth at that idea. It had been a major surprise when Croccy had evolved after the fight with the previous gym leader, and the possibility that the sex that they’d had might have contributed to that evolution hadn’t been lost on him. That said, he wasn’t sure that he wanted to take that further. It felt like cheating, and they were all…

Well, now that he noticed, they were all pressing quite close. Even Lurch and Shimmer, despite the size difference and the language barrier, were both looking at him with interest, with the Pidgey leaning forward so that it could look at him upside-down from its nest in his hair. He groaned under his breath, the feeling not made any better when Croccy sat on his knees and pushed his feet against Jared’s crotch.

“Come on. Just a bit of fun with us? Please?”

“Croccy. You can’t just ask for them.”

“So, you’d do it if they asked?”

“I – I didn’t say that!”

“Heehee. Kinda did.”

“I did [i]not.[/i]”

Croccy giggled, covering his mouth. As the Croconaw leaned back a little bit further, he couldn’t help but look down at the dick that the big guy was sporting. Croccy had a bit of a stiff one, for sure, and a thick one, too. It wasn’t quite human sized, but it wasn’t that far off, either, with some different features along the shaft, too.

He couldn’t help but feel that, if he was going to be fair with his Pokémon, one day he was going to have to take that thing. Well, unless Croccy remained a bottom forever, but he didn’t see that happening.

As he squirmed from the pressure of Croccy’s toes pressing against his crotch, Snugs booped his neck again, then slowly wrapped further up and around it. The snake’s tongue flicked against his ear, and he shivered as that sent little tingles down his spine.

“Oh Arceus…”

“Wanna do more than boopins, heh…” The snake’s tail rubbed down his spine slowly, almost like a teasing finger. “Please?”

“Why?”

“Why?” Croccy blinked. “Why not? It feels good.”

“Yeah, but…we’re not supposed to. Humans and Pokémon, that’s just part of the rules.”

“Yeah, but who made the rules?”

“…”

“I wanna,” Croccy said, pulling his feet back. “And Snugs wants to do something again, too. And Shimmer and Lurch? They want to see what’s going on, and they want to be able to talk to you, too.”

“How do you know that?”

“We can talk between the balls.”

“No way,” Jared said. “That’s impossible.”

“We did, though. Right guys?”

A universal nod came from the Pidgey, the Ekans, and the Bellsprout all at once. He hadn’t expected that in the slightest, nor did he expect the vines that were running around his waist slowly start to reach down to the crotch of his pants. He blushed harder than ever before, his cheeks burning as he realized that he had four Pokémon in his room that were interested in rather…carnal events.

Croccy continued to grin at him, starting to stroke his dick a bit more.

“So, do ya wanna?”

“You…You guys just ambushed me with this, you realize that?”

Lurch looked a bit guilty, but both Snugs and Croccy nodded with a grin. He sighed, rubbing his forehead.

“Fine. Fine. We’ll do it. But…not all at once, please?”

“Hehehehe, no problem.”

It took some effort for him to get out of his clothes after that, but he did. His Pokémon all waited on the couch, all watching him with their heads cocked to the sides. Snugs and Croccy were grinning, and Snugs started to show a pair of cocks emerging from further down his body, while Croccy continued to jerk to the show. Lurch and Shimmer, on the other hand, watched with curiosity rather than outright lust, looking down at his crotch as he pulled his pants off and showed what he had.

Due to the attention that they had been giving him already, there was no hiding at least some of his excitement. He was stiff and hard, not huge as a human, but doing well enough for himself. Jared looked at the door, then held up a finger. His team watched as he walked over to lock it, and then kept watching as his cock wobbled back and forth as he walked back. Arceus, this could not be more awkward.

Then, to the surprise of all, Lurch was the first one to reach out.

The vines spread from the little guy’s trunk, grasping through the air before slowly wrapping around the midpoint of Jared’s cock. It was a tight, gentle grip, and he went along with it as the little Grass-type dragged him closer and closer. The way that his team stared up at him – the way that his friends stared at him – was both arousing and embarrassing, and he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to go through with this without catching fire.

Eventually, he stood in front of them again, and Lurch continued to run those vines up and down his shaft. The slight tingle that came from that touch was different than just jerking it, and the way that the vines were able to run over his balls, along his thighs, reaching everywhere so easily without ever stretching, was surprisingly erotic. He shivered, trying to give the smaller Pokémon the chance to do what it wanted without actually forcing it, not wanting to spook the little guy.

Despite holding back, it was oddly intimate to have those tendrils wrapped around his cock. Not just for the pleasure of it, though that was definitely strong enough, but also for the feeling of being held like that. The way that Lurch stared at his cock with such fascination left him feeling…

Well, he didn’t know. Wanted? Something like that, but stronger, more pleasurable than that in its odd way. Bellsprout pulled him closer and closer, dragging him along by his cock until the tip was right in front of the plant’s face.

“Bell?”

“Yeah. That’s where it comes from,” Croccy said.

“What’d he say?” Jared asked.

“Just asking if that’s where the stuff comes from that lets us talk to you.”

“Oh – mmmph!”

Jared stiffened up, his hands clenching into fists at his sides as the tip of his cock was pulled into that tight little mouth. He shivered, huffing through his nose rather than through his mouth as the soft inner walls of Lurch’s face started clenching down on his cock. He was amazed that the opening could clench that tight, and on the inside, it was…

It tingled, he realized, almost like a harsh soap, except that it wasn’t that painful. It was more like…

Remembering some of the moves that the more advanced versions of Bellsprout got – mostly those with acid – he gasped at the tingling running over the head of his cock. The vines squeezed down at the base of his cock, holding him there as Lurch started to move, sliding forward, back, forward, back. It was a very weird blowjob, focusing exclusively on the head of his cock, and the tingling –

“Ah…ah…”

“That’s good, Lurch. He’s loving it.”

He was, but for a very different reason. He was trying to say something, but as Lurch redoubled its attempts to get him off, those vines running down along his balls and giving them little tugs, that mouth sucking him deeper and holding him far in the mouth, he couldn’t even move his mouth enough to get it out.

Eventually, he had to slump forward, unable to stand up without some support. He leaned against the wall behind the couch, arching his back a bit, stiffening his hips up as much as he could to resist the urge to thrust. Lurch didn’t have that big of a mouth, and he was pretty sure that the little Grass-type didn’t have much of a throat, either. He gritted his teeth, huffing, puffing, curling his toes in his socks as that sucking rippled along the head of his cock like a hundred little tongues and tendrils.

As the vines stroked up and down the sides of his cock, milking him for everything that he had, he felt his balls drawing up. He grunted, huffing, and patted Lurch in lieu of being able to say anything.

“Here it comes!” Croccy shouted.

Jared grunted, twitching as he nearly thrusted forward. His cock swelled, pulsed, squirting into the Bellsprout’s bell face. Each pulse was far more powerful than the last, and he groaned under his breath as he felt that release running out of his cock. It swirled and squelched around the head of his cock, not seeming to have anywhere to go right away.

The vines slowly pulled away, and he managed to take a shaky step back. All the other Pokémon gathered around Lurch, looking him over, poking his dripping mouth after. Or at least, assumedly, his dripping mouth. No chance to tell if Lurch was male or female yet.

He, however, had something else to check.

He grabbed the base of his cock, tilting it back as he wiped the seed from the head of his shaft. As he did, he saw that the tip of his cock was shinier than usual, smoother too. Touching it almost made him whimper from how sensitive it was, too.

“Master?” Croccy asked, hopping down from the couch. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah…yeah, I’ll be alright…in a bit…”

The acid that the later evolutions would have was still present in Lurch. He should have thought about that, but at least it was a great deal weaker. While he’d been getting a blowjob, he had gotten any of the old bits of flesh, anything that was hindering his sensitivity, completely blown away. It was a very, very mild acid bath, but it had been more than enough to make him feel like a total virgin again.

Covering the head of his cock to keep the passage of wind from making it feel even more sensitive, he sat on the couch. Looking down at Lurch, he gently laid a hand on the little Bellsprout’s ‘back’, or what passed for that with the long branch that ran from the little root feet to the bell head.

“You okay?”

“…Yes?” Lurch said, slowly looking up at him. “Can you…understand me now?”

“Heh, yes, I can.”

Without warning, Lurch leaped up and hugged him, leaves around his neck. The little guy was surprisingly light, he realized, something that he had been too distracted to notice when they were going spelunking in the Well. The little Bellsprout nuzzled his dripping head under Jared’s chin.

“Thank you. Thank you.”

“You okay?”

“Just…glad I can talk…”

Shaking his head, he gently hugged the little plant, pulling him close. It made him feel a bit less guilty for enjoying what they had just done, and that was worth quite a bit to him.

Eventually, however, he had to gently lower the little guy to the side. Croccy’s eyebrows were darn-near dancing on the crocodile’s forehead, obviously looking forward to his turn, but Jared shook his head.

“Uh-uh. I need a break. Lurch was…very good, but we’ll need to be more careful about that in the future. I’m not acid-proof, after all.”

“Sorry!”

Lurch immediately waddled sideways, trying to get out of the way, but Snugs dropped down to stop him. The Ekans gently coiled around the Bellsprout, shaking his head and then booping the shy, embarrassed little plant on the nose.

“No runnins, no hidins. We all friends here.”

“But…but…”

“He gonna be fine. He just said. Right?” Snugs asked, lifting his head.

“Yeah, I’ll be okay. Just need the rest of the night off.”

“See? He’s fine.”

Snugs coiled a bit tighter, nudging the embarrassed Lurch in the face a few times before the plant finally relaxed. However, there was one other little bit of business.

Shimmer fluttered down to his lap. The Pidgey looked up at him, then poked his cock with a talon. Jared shook his head.

“Not tonight, Shimmer. I think you’ll have to wait for that.”

“Pid…Pid, pid, pid…”

The bird hopped off his lap, but didn’t quite give up. Instead, it moved over to his hand, and pecked one of his fingers.

“Ow!”

“Pid-pidgey!”

“Wow, didn’t expect you to be that eager,” Croccy said.

“What’s Shimmer saying?” Jared asked.

“She’s saying that you can use a finger to get her ready. She can rest on your hand until you’re ready to go again.”

“…She said all that?”

“I’m adding words. She’s a bit more demanding than that.”

Considering the way that the little bird preened itself so often, he supposed he could see that. He shook his head, curling his pinky finger up. Shimmer gave him such a look, though, that he lowered it and tried his ring finger. The look continued until he shifted to his middle finger, and only then did she slowly start pushing down.

It amazed him that she managed to take half of it.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: And so the worldbuilding continues, followed by some naughtiness as Jared’s team decides that they want to have some fun.

Tags: M/M, worldbuilding, human, Pokémon, bellsprout, vines, oral, blowjob, acid, croconaw, series, walkthrough, rule 34, pidgey, ekans, nudity, tentacles, orgasm, cum,