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It's strange how you can feel hot and cold at the same time while sweating. Was that just an oncoming heat stroke? Maybe so. The high sun was bearing down ruthlessly on them as they continued to run across the beach, panting and gasping for breath, struggling to keep form.

Well, he was, at least. In truth, the two urshifu just ahead of him seemed unperturbed all things considered.

"You ok?" One of them asked. Ur, the current successor of the way of shadows, the merciless Single Strike Style. If he weren't on death's door, he'd find the sincere concern in his voice ironic.

"Shit, how long have we been running?" Fu, the Rapid Strike Style inheritor asked.

"Uh . . ."

"T-Twenty . . ." He wheezed out.

The two of them slow down their pace, forcing the lucario accompanying them to slow down to a stop as well, bent over.

"Sorry, honestly we forgot you were with us, Luka." Fu said bashfully, patting him on the back. "We can slow down if you want."

"N-No! No I'm fine." He said quickly. His mind goes back to Master Mustard's words as he had asked him to accompany Fu and Ur. "Don't let them slack off." he had ordered. An obvious test for him, to see if he could keep up with these two legendary fighters without slowing them down.

"Mm, I mean that's obviously a lie." Fu said rather bluntly. "C'mon, let's take a small break, get you some water."

Though Luka would want to protest more, he was also on the verge of passing. Out? Away? Yes. He reached for his pack, grabbing his water bottle before downing a well needed few gulps of water. And then spraying some on his head.

"I'm a bit shocked you two are handling the heat so well. With the black uniform and fur afterall." He commented casually as he shook off the excess water from his fur.

"We're just used to this route. And the weather. Grew up on the island afterall." Ur said, going through a few simple stretches.

"Plus the uniforms aren't nearly as bad as the ones Mustard has you guys wearing. They're pretty thin, and breezy too." Fu says, moving aside the bottom of his uniform and revealing his low hanging member.

Ur smacked him. "Don't go flashing people!" He growls out.

"Sorry, sorry." Fu said, flatly. Luka didn't mind the view though, as shocking as it was to see. Though, their uniforms weren't exactly all that covering in the first place, and letting it all flop out and about like that meant that Luka already had seen their members as recently as today.

Resist the temptation, clear your mind. "Alright, I think I'm ready to get back to our run." He said, trying to sound confident.

"Well, we've basically finished with running. Not like it'll help us much in training anyway." Fu said. Luka kicks himself for being even somewhat relieved to hear that their marathon would finally stop. "Might as well get to actual training."

"I dunno, the old man's gonna be pretty miffed if he finds out we skimped on the running." Ur said, glancing over to the lucario only for a second.

"Relax, it'll be fine!" Fu reassured, walking over to luka before slinging an arm over his shoulder. "We'll just do extra combat training to make up for the time we didn't run. That seems more than fair, right Luka?"

"I suppose so, it's always good to be flexible with one's training plan." He said, trying not to freak out at the contact. Or the sweaty, musky scent of Fu so close to him.

"Luka here gets it." He says, squeezing the poor lucario closer to him, seemingly unaware of his plight.

Ur lets out a sigh. "Alright, let's get to training then." The urshifu looked around for a moment, apparently spotting whatever it was he's looking for as he made his way over to a tree. Much to Luka's confusion, he broke off a branch before coming back, drawing a rough circle in the sand. A ring, he realized.

"Best of three?"

"As always. And our usual wager?"

He nods. "Guess I'll have to wait to get my reward when we're alone." Ur smirked confidently as he stood in one end of the ring.

"I doubt you'll have to wait that long when I cash in." Fu shot back, stepping in himself.

The air seemed to become heavy with tension as they both readied themselves, taking their respective stances. He held his breath, waiting for either of them to make the first move.

It ended up being Ur. He'd seen it before, Ur's almost explosive speed even from his stoic, stone-like stance, but it never ceased to amaze him just how quickly he closed the sizable gap between the two. Fu seemed more than ready to meet him though, taking a few steps forward before fluidly dodging his opponent's initial blow.

Luka gasped, Fu behind Ur in an instant. There was no way that Fu would miss such a golden opportunity, the other urshifu's momentum already hurtling him towards the edge of the ring. Fu moved in, but in an instant stepped back.

A feint, or a fake out. He wasn't sure how Ur even pulled it off from that position, but he attempted a strike on Fu, torso twisting to a wide degree just to swing back. Had Fu anticipated this? He had barely dodged, but dodged all the same.

Ur continued his assault, deadly heavy blows being thrown out with harrowing precision. It was a tight dance the two were locked in, but Fu made dodging and deflecting each and every blow feel effortless.

In a blink of an eye, in the midst of one of Ur's jabs, Fu closed the gap. His elbow flew out, ready to strike right into Ur's sternum. Luka winced at the impact, but was impressed with Ur's resilience, not even wincing. Wait . . . no! He had caught the blow last minute! When did he even have time to?!

Ur pressed the advantage, a quick headbut disorienting Fu before he barreled the both of them towards the ring's edge, tripping up the other urshifu's legs and sending them both flying out of bounds.

They landed in the sand with a dull thud.

"You touched the sand first." Ur announced, a bit too quick.

"Wha- bastard! That was so dirty!"

"Oh you'll know just how dirty I can get tonight." He growled out with a smirk.

The two of them got up, Fu grumbling grouchily while Ur smiled like a fiend. Luka was still a bit star struck seeing the performance put on by the two of them. They were in a league of their own.

"Next time you won't get so lucky."

"Lucky, huh? Already defaulting to such a lame excuse?"

"Shut up!"

"U-Um-" He nearly jumped as the two of them turned to him suddenly. "I was, uh, wondering if I could join in?"

"Oh, yeah sure!" Fu said, cheerfully. "Hmm, are you okay with the same style of sparring?"

"Yeah, that's ok with me. Is there, uh, any rules I should know about?" Luka asked, a bit hesitant.

"Mm, not really, Just no special moves like Brick Break or whatever. First to give in or get knocked out of the ring loses." Fu explained, the lucario nodding along as he listened. "For now, I guess I'll be your opponent. That good with you?"

Luka nodded once again. He would have asked for Fu as a first opponent anyway, Ur's own fighting style seeming more . . . brutal.

Fu led them into the sand circle, Ur just outside watching the two of them vigilantly. The unspoken referee, he supposed. Wordlessly, Fu walked to one side of the ring, Luka catching on and heading to the position opposite of him. Once in place, facing one another, they bowed respectfully before getting into their fighting stances.

"Ready . . ." Ur called out to them. "Begin."

The two of them rushed for one another. Luka had to steel his nerves, ignore the fact he was fighting someone of such a high caliber and instead focus on the fight itself. He was first to strike, throwing out a few testing jabs. Trying to get a better feel for his opponent.

His heart sank a bet when Fu dodged then all effortlessly, redirecting a few even just as he had done to Ur. Luka switched up tactics. If he overwhelmed him then, maybe he could find an opening.

But the opposite was true for him as well. As he increased his pace, throwing out more kicks, sweeps, hooks, he left himself with openings. Small, and nearly imperceptible to the untrained eye, but Fu could see them clear as day. Each strike onto Luka was heavy, but not devastating. But he knew well enough that they'd have an accumulative effect eventually.

The two of them continued fighting for five, maybe ten minutes in total? It was his best guess. Time seemed to stretch and compact all at the same time for Luka. Still, at the very least he was holding his grounds, not being forced to the edge of the ring yet. But he was getting sloppy.

Fu finally seemed to take advantage of this, dodging an obviously telegraphed punch and grabbing his wrist. Before he even realized it, he was flipped onto the floor.

"What?" Was the only thought that ran through his head as he was pinned to the floor in seconds by the urshifu. How had he even ended up on the ground? How was he pinned? He struggled uselessly for a few seconds until he inevitably tapped the ground.

Then there was the sudden realization that Fu was on top of him. Hot and sweaty, and literally right there on top of him.

"Alright, that's the match." Ur said. At that, Fu sadly got up. He stayed on the ground a bit, trying to make sure he was hiding any disappointment that might've been on his face.

"You're a pretty good fighter, Luka." Fu said as he helped him off the ground.

"Thank you. For the compliment and letting me spar with you." Luka said, brushing the sand from his fur, trying not to think too hard about how the urshifu's musk lingered in his nose. Arceus, what if he had noticed my arousal?

"Awww, anytime, man!" He said cheerily, patting him on the back. "Always good to switch up sparring partners. You'll fall into a rut otherwise."

"True enough. We spar for training all the time, feel free to join in whenever." Ur said, joining the two of them in the circle.

Luka couldn't help but smile at the offer. But . . . well as true as it might have been, he could tell easily that Fu had held back against him. The truth of the matter was the lucario had probably gotten a lot more from than match than Fu had. He certainly didn't want to waste either of their time . . .

"Hm, earlier . . . you and Ur mentioned a wager, right?"

"Ah, don't worry about that." Ur said quickly.

"Oh c'mon, don't be like that, Ur." Fu said teasingly. "We're all adults here after all." He turned to address Luka. "Wager is whoever wins gets to be the one in control when we fuck."

"D-Do you have to be so crass?!" Ur shouted. Though the outburst only made Fu burst out in laughter.

Luka, however, was stunned into silence, thoughts of these two urshifu on top of one another. I-In one another. Cumming on one another- Okay, let's stop this train of thought!!

"Aww, sorry honey, did I make you angry?" He said, voice saccharine as he practically draped himself over Ur's front. "Do you want me to make it up to you?" He licked his lips, just to get across the lurid intent of his words. Luka didn't miss how Ur's member seemed to swell behind the flimsy piece of fabric.

"I'm gonna enjoy pounding you into putty when we get some alone time." Ur growled out, only making Fu's smile widen. He turned back. "Sorry about Fu. He's insatiable." "Guilty as charged." "Shut it." "Make me."

"It's- uh- It's alright. I didn't know you two were like that, though. Uh, together that is." He said, stumbling over the words.

"Really? I suppose we're not too often in the dojo. Hm, it doesn't bother you right?"

"N-No! Not at all!"

"Hmmmm? Are you sure about that?" Fu asked, feigning concern. "Because- correct me if I'm wrong- but you're looking awful hot and bothered right now."

"Oh my god." Ur groaned. "That was so cheesy."

"It's clever!" He snarled back at Ur before turning back to Luka, a smirk on his face. "You know, Luka, we actually have a tradition of handling the wager immediately after a spar. Nothing like a good fuck after a workout, afterall. Now, of course it's up to you. We can just have a nice day of training, I'll even tone it down with the sex talk and the come ons. But if you wanted to maybe join us, well . . ."

He wrapped an arm around Ur, the other hand groping his member through the thin fabric. It seemed . . . immensely larger than the times he had seen it before.

"Well I know for a fact that we both think you're pretty damn hot." Fu said, voice low and nearly dripping with lust.

The lucario, for a moment, just stood that. Paralyzed with lust at these two sculpted, powerful fighters offering him what had only ever been a far off fantasy. It took nearly all his strength to break from it and nod eagerly, both Urshifu smiling wide at him.

"Let's get to somewhere a little more comfortable." Ur growled out.

Someplace more comfortable, apparently, meant the closest patch of shady grass. Not that Luka was complaining. He could feel himself dripping in his shorts, thinking about having not one, but both of these guys at the same time.

It was as intimidating as it was extremely arousing.

He couldn't help but smile awkwardly and fidget in place as the two of them eye him up, eyes hungrily eating him up. Fu was the first to approach.

"Now . . . let's see what we're working with." Fu said, licking his lips as he gets down on his knees. His fingers hooked into his shorts before unceremoniously dragging them down, boxer briefs and all. "Ohhh~"

Between his legs, rather than the erect member Fu and Ur might have been expecting was instead a pussy.

"I guess we don't gotta decide who's going first, there's a hole for each of us!" Fu said merrily, getting a light smack from Ur.

"Don't be so presumptuous. For all you know the front door is off limits."

"Fair enough, fair enough." Fu pouted before he looked up to Luka. The lucario gulped, the sight of him inches away from his nethers, eyes glittering mischievously at him. "So Luka, tell us exactly what you want us to do to you."

He'd never been so wet before in his life. "W-Well, uh, f-f-front door is definitely open for business. Very much so."

"And the back door?" Ur grunted out, hands groping his backside. When had he even moved?

"Take me." He blurted out, breathlessly.

"Oho. And if we wanted to plough you at the same time? Either end?"

He was panting at this point. Fu, massaging his thighs, breath washing over his sensitive lips. Ur, now on his knees behind Luka, cheeks spread open, shamelessly sniffing his backside.

"P-Please." Was all he could manage, nodding vigorously. At that eager indication, the two got to work.

Luka let out a groan as he felt both of their tongues on him from either side, working him over vigorously. Fu was licking and lapping at his cunt, spreading his lips before pushing his tongue inside, as if to sample his bitter sweet nectar straight from the source. His thumb, soaked in his own thick juices rubbed and played with his engorged clit, making his legs wobble.

Ur certainly was no slouch either. He voraciously licked and lapped at his rim, lips pressed against his hole as he tongued his pucker, pressing harder and harder before the wet, slimy tongue finally broke through his resistance, sinking deep into him.

He yelped in surprise, though it soon melted into a drawn out moan as he continued to bore his tongue into him, licking and lapping at his sensitive walls. Every now and then he'd pull out his tongue with a wet slurp, loudly kissing his hole, barely sucking at the rim and driving him crazy before pressing his muzzle against his rear and plunging his tongue in again.

"G-Gonna . . . uuuunnnggh~" He cried out as his knees buckled, only held up with four strong hands. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, toes curled in the soft grass, shorts still spilled around his feet as the heat in his stomach exploded into a raging fire. His whole body was alight with pleasure as his climax washed over him- and over Fu's face as well as he started squirting over his muzzle.

Ur didn't stop for a second through his climax, despite how hard he must have been clenching down on his tongue. Fu, though, immediately rose up from his knees after his first climax had tapered out, gripping the back of his head before roughly pulling him into a kiss.

He moaned dreamily as Fu pushed his tongue into his maw, the bitter-sweet taste of his slick coating his tongue as the urshifu nearly tried to stuff the appendage down his throat. He yelped as he felt two fingers get stuffed into his cunt, hooking in and rubbing against his g-spot.

Fu's fingers were relentless, jabbing into him, pressing into each and every sensitive spot inside his cunt, just on the verge of too rough. It hadn't even been a minute from his last orgasm, but these two already had him barreling towards his second.

His predictions proved to be correct soon enough as Ur sloppily made out with his hole. He gripped his arms around Fu's neck tightly, his entire body quaking at the strain of being thrown over the edge again so quickly, his squirt soaking the urshifu's hand, dripping thickly down onto the ground as he practically screamed into the intense kiss.

When Fu finally pulled back from the kiss, strands of thick spit connecting both their muzzles, Luka found himself panting, limbs weak.

"Love, I think Luka needs a breather." Fu said gently, tapping on the side of Ur's head. He grunted out, as if to complain, but still pulled back. The fur on his chin was matted down with saliva, making him look like a hungry animal.

"Let's get you into a bit more of a comfortable position." Fu nearly whispered as he gently lowered them onto the ground, Luka lying on top of Fu. He shifted his hips a bit, a bit worried about his own weight- Arceus, is that his-

He blushed furiously as he raised himself up just a tiny bit, seeing the urshifu's member fully exposed and hard, throbbing softly. It was easily the largest member he'd ever attempted to take, though he couldn't say he was all that experienced. That being said though, the potential challenge of it only made him hungrier for the main event.

"Try and relax. I'm gonna stretch you out a bit." Ur said, kneeling down behind him again.

"A-Alright." He replied, meekly. He wondered if Ur was just as hung as Fu, and if any amount of stretching would prepare him for these monsters. Before he could dwell on it for too long though, Fu gently pulled him into another kiss, less intense than the one before, but no less passionate.

Ur started off easy, just a single finger in his rear. It delved deep into him, gently teasing his walls firmer than his tongue could. The second one joined the first soon after, the stretch slightly burning, though no less pleasurable. Still, Ur spent longer on just two fingers, slowly opening up his hole, even going so far as to lick his rim soothingly.

"Don't mind him, he's an ass fiend." Fu said after breaking the kiss. How he wasn't left panting and delirious was beyond Luka. "He spent nearly an hour just eating me out once, had me shooting blanks by the time he fucked me." He reminisced dreamily. "Ah, but the point is he's an expert. He'll have you taking us in no time. Though in the meantime . . ."

He leaned back against the grass, head resting on his arms, making his biceps flex and revealing those musky pits. "Anything you want to do?"

Luka didn't even respond before he dove into the nearest armpit available to him. "Ohh, wasn't expecting this. Not complaining though." He said, though Luka didn't hear him. He was far too busy huffing the hot, humid musk that Fu was exuding.

It was enough to make his head spin, make his cunt drip as he kissed, licked, worshipped the pit presented to him. It was an earthy, spicy scent, tinged with the smell of sex. He moaned loudly, pushing his ass back into Ur's probing fingers before humping into the massive member beneath him, smearing his thick juices on it as if in preparation for the penetration he knew would come. Fu only encouraged the humping, lightly grinding his cock against his lips.

Luka moved from the pit, dragging his tongue up to his arm, kissing and licking the flexing bicep instead. Fuck, the sheer power in those muscles, it was enough to make him swoon.

Ur finally pulled out of the lucario's ass, having stretched him to three fingers. He might have done a bit more, but at this point the urshifu's member was soaked with his own pre, dripping onto the grass in a thin stream at the sight of the two going at it. At his absence though, Luka waved his ass back at him, as if begging for him to return his fingers. He had to bite his tongue to keep from just slamming into the poor lucario.

"I think you're ready." He growled out, positioning himself behind Luka, lifting up his heavy manhood before letting it slap down onto the lucario's back.

Luka gasped out suddenly, glancing behind him. Arceus, it felt like it went halfway up his spine. Was it even longer than Fu? He didn't have much time to compare the two of them in his head before he felt Ur reposition his member, pressing the head into his hole.

"OooOOohh, fuck!" He groaned out, gritting his teeth as he tried his best to relax around the urshifu's massive cock, stretching him nearly to his limits just a few inches in. Ur, noticing his tensing, slowed down, letting just the first three or four inches rest inside his hole, gently sawing in and out of him, spreading around more and more of his viscous pre.

Fu gently stroked his body, pulling him into another kiss. Luka appreciated the gesture greatly, the feel of Fu's tongue lashing against his own distracting him enough to relax his hole. He couldn't contribute much to the kiss sadly, letting loose a muffled groan as Ur sunk deeper and deeper into his hole.

His vision blurred at the sheer girth of the cock being forced into his hole. How much had he taken at this point? Eight, nine inches? Luka could barely even think, only tremble as Ur slowly inched deeper and deeper into him, grinding every sensitive spot in him by the sheer size of his cock alone, a familiar heat building up inside him.

After an eternity of cock, deeper than any other man had reached previously, with one final buck, Ur hilted his massive spire inside his hole. Luka trembled violently in satisfaction, unable to fully vocalize the sheer pleasure he was experiencing due to Fu's insistent kiss. He didn't need to though, as Ur slowly dragged his shaft out until just the head, before slamming his cock back inside him.

He came, head thrown back and breaking the kiss, screaming in pleasure as he was pushed over the edge once again, making an even bigger mess of Fu. Ur didn't stop though, groaning at the clenching hole and continuing to fuck him at a slow, even pace. It drove Luka crazy, his already mind melting orgasm prolonged to nearly an unbearable degree.

"Hey now, don't leave me out for too long." Fu complained, though the smile on his face betrayed the fact he was very much enjoying the show. Ur paused, hilted deep into Luka's tight hole, grumbling a bit, though acquiescing. If Luka had any complaints with the pause, he didn't voice them, mind still foggy with the sheer intensity of his climax.

He gasped as Ur grabbed him, lifting them both up before he fully stood up, holding the lucario's legs up to his chest and fully exposing his soaked cunt. The reason for the new position became clear enough as Fu stood up, stripping off his clothes finally and revealing his manhood to Luka.

He gulped as Fu slapped his cock onto his front teasingly. It was easily as long as Luka's forearm. Maybe as long as Fu's forearm, actually. And god, the thickness of it.

"Not quite as long as Ur, but I think it's good enough." Fu said with a wink, making him gulp nervously. If he hadn't just taken the monster that was Ur, he wouldn't think something like that could fit inside him.

Fu, eager to join in the fun now, pressed his member against his lips, the head popping in with a loud squelch, making the lucario gasp. His cunt was well lubricated enough, but the girth certainly proved to be a challenge for Luka. Still, despite the slight ache of Fu slipping in deeper and deeper, he found himself once again writhing in pleasure, helped certainly still by the cock deep in his ass.

"Fuck me, you're tight." Fu said as he bottomed out, the two cocks filling him making a visible bulge in his gut. He ground his hips in, jostling not only his but Ur's cock as well, the both of them shifting around his insides in the best way possible.

"Guess it's to be expected since he's smaller than us." Ur remarked casually as Luka writhed in pleasure. "Though after we're done with him he won't be tight anymore."

"Hehe, true enough. How you doin, Luka?"

"G-Good. Really good." He muttered, voice strained as he tried to hold back. But every reflexive clench set off another wave of pleasure. They were completely still now and it was nearly too much for him. What would it be like when they started fucking him?

"Glad to hear it. Cuz it's gonna get even better real soon." Fu growled out, hands gripping his body to bear some of the weight.

Almost completely in sync, the two of them started fucking him. Slow, brutal thrusts that had them both pulling out both their cocks before driving them back into him with a loud, resounding slap. If he was screaming, moaning, groaning, or anything else, he couldn't tell. All he knew at that moment were the two massive spires hollowing out either hole of is, and the ecstasy it threw him in.

It was like this was the first time in his life he'd been truly, wholly fucked. Their brutal, borderline painful thrusts into him. The loud, wet claps of their bodies colliding. The amazing stretch of either cock filling him, grinding each and every sensitive spot in him to a paste. Their animalistic grunts and groans.

He was reduced to a limp, drooling cock sleeve for these urshifus to share, and as he was forced well past the edge over and over again, he wouldn't have it any other way.

"D-Damn it, can't hold back for much longer." Ur grunted out, getting a nod of agreement from Fu as well, gritting his teeth as he ramped up his pace. Ur reached out, grabbed behind Fu's head before pulling him in for a sloppy, wet kiss, their thrusts getting more and more haphazard as each of them approached their respective climax.

Fu was first to go, throwing his head back and snarling before he slammed in one finally time into the hot, welcoming cunt, manhood pulsing as he began unloading in Luka's tight hole. His cunt bulged slightly before cum streamed out from around Fu's cock, the lucario's snatch not built to take that large of a load. A slurry of the urshifu's jizz and Luka's squirt stickily coated their crotches, flowing down his balls before dripping to the ground in a thick, murky puddle beneath them.

Ur followed quickly behind at the sight of his lover cumming, biting down on Luka's shoulder to muffle his own roar as he began shooting hot, virile seed deep into his ass. Luka's stomach bloated a fair bit with Ur's cum filling him out, though his rear too started leaking, unable to clench down tight enough after the treatment he had received.

The urshifus slowly and carefully lowered themselves to the ground, Luka in tow as they slowly came down from their climaxes. Though the lucario was still twitching and spasming as their barely softened members shifted around in him.

Luka yelped as the two pulled out of his holes, gushing out cum as he was laid down on the soft grass. His vision was blurry, and his body was sore. But in truth he felt amazing, echoes of pleasure stilling ringing out in his body.

"Huh?" He questioned wearily as suddenly two large, cum coated cocks were hovering just inches from his face.

"Well we were thinking that as a quick break you could clean off our cocks. Then we'd jump into round two." Fu said, nonchalantly.

"Unless you wanted to stop?"

His eyes bulged at what they had said. They were insatiable! He couldn't even imagine moving for the next week! And he was sure they both pumped enough cum into him to fill a bucket!

But, still, just the mere sight of the heavy, drooping members made his holes ache in anticipation. How long could they go for? How long could they make him cum his brains out?

Mustard's words came back to him in that moment. "Last time I left them alone, they wasted an entire day . . . fooling around. So I'm asking you to accompany them. Don't let them slack off."

The words quickly left his mind though as he licked his lips, leaning up and starting to lap at the members presented to him, smearing the mix of jizz and other sexual fluids over his face. He was excited to see if he could keep up with these two.