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They couldn't just all leave for a beach trip at the drop of a hat, and the plan was pencilled in three days from now. Three days to get ready, prepare, put your affairs in order, and go out to Carter's beach house.

Markedly less likely to get murdered than the cabin in the woods or the farmhouse. But, you know, with money like Carter's, you could never be entirely sure when he'd decide to hunt them for sport.

The fun was in the waiting!

Jacob, also called the simp by Aiden, was not able to stay away from Carter's place for three days.

He swore it wasn't a dependence thing, Carter just texted him at odd hours of the night inviting him over, and it was always an interesting story to tell later. Like the time he tried to fill a swimming pool with those wet balls that go in a squishy toy, and there weren't enough in the region to cut open, so they ended up just having a goop fight.

That was fun. Not everything wound up goopy, but a significant amount of their outings did. It was less likely to be goopy the more people were invited, so Jacob liked to privately dream that it was because they had to shower afterwards, and he could see Carter take his shirt off.

Dreams were dreams, though.

He wound up at Carter's house two days after the last time he was there. By that point, he could sit without problems. Turns out spit, even buizel spit, wasn't the best of lube's, and he'd been pretty sore.

That's what he insisted to Aiden when he asked, not even letting him imply it was because he was big. He wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

He did give him a blowjob, though, so he wasn't sure if he was winning this game or not.

"What do you mean Carter's asleep?" Jacob hissed at the angelic little bastard, looking as innocent as a newly hatched mareep.

"Snorin' away," Aiden confirmed. Jacob didn't believe him and poked his head into his room. There he was, snoring away, blankets tenting up.

He almost slammed the door, going red. Aiden snickered at him, and he made his way back.

"He just woke up, texted me to come over, and went back to sleep?" Jacob asked.

Aiden rolled his eyes. "Nooo." He revealed what he had stolen, Carter's phone.

"You…"

"Me."

"Why?"

Aiden reclined on the loveseat and flicked his curl, which was suggestively between his legs, out of the way. "I woke up horny."

Jacob's eyes narrowed down, extending from his plump orange sheath was eager buizel maleness, bobbing for attention.

"You have a hand, paw, I meant."

Aiden reclined, arms behind his head. "Yeah, but I also got a cock-sucker."

"Suck your own cock!" he said, a little too loud, and he cringed.

"Wanna say that a little louder?" Aiden retorted at the same volume, wiggling his hips and flexing his cock.

Jacob hissed, glancing towards Carter's door nervously. "He's right in there," he said, worried.

"We could be fucking on top of him, and he wouldn't notice," Aiden replied easily. "Come on~ you came all this way out."

For Carter, Jacob thought angrily. His eyes fell back on that pokemon's cock; it was so...wrong that his mouth was watering.

It was also wrong that the same night that Aiden had fucked him in the closet, he looked up pokephile pornography and jerked off three times in a row.

He didn't like pokemon! Not in that way, at least. Aiden just...well, he didn't like him either, so Jacob had no idea or excuse. Just rampant jerking off until he was too tired to feel ashamed.

So, what was his excuse here? He knelt down in front of the love seat, having a silent battle of wills with Aiden until the bastard gave in and shuffled down the seat to hang his legs off it. He knelt down, staring a pokemon's junk in the face.

"That's not sucking," Aiden said. "And if it is, then you suck at it."

Jacob swallowed the biting retort because he didn't have one and grasped Aiden's cock instead. The buizel made a soft chitter as the smooth human hand wrapped around his slick member. "Mm, yeah, babe, that's a good start."

"Don't call me babe," Jacob glared, pumping his hand up and down Aiden's cock, feeling how it tapered near the tip, the way it twitched when he gave a bit of attention to the top of it.

Kneeling down enough that his cock was eye level, Jacob could see Aiden peeking out from beyond it, that smirk on his face. He closed his eyes and leaned in, tongue poking out to drag at the precum beginning to bead from the tip.

Aiden made a pleased sound that sent fun feelings down to heat Jacob's own, and he turned his head, trailing kisses down the strange-shaped cock. One thing that he kinda liked was that the whole thing was sensitive, a little jealous he was, to be honest.

With his eyes closed, it was still impossible to imagine this being anything else, but he wasn't fully reminded until his lips brushed Aiden's sheath, and he nearly recoiled.

The feet of the buizel had slowly wrapped around the back of his neck, though, and he tutted at him. "You've only just started."

His legs tugged insistently, and Jacob opened his mouth and pulled his tip, just his tip, between his lips to suckle at. Aiden immediately bit his lip; he enjoyed that but couldn't let Jacob know that so easily.

"Yeah, suck that pokedick," he moaned, tail flicking left to right happily. "You like sucking off pokemon, don't you? Ah, yeah, someone like this knows what they're doing."

"Admitting I'm good?" Jacob asked, pulling off for a moment.

"You're mouthy for a cocksucker," Aiden replied.

"Admit it."

"You're a good cock sucker; you know how to jack off a pokemon too."

The game continued. Jacob ducked his head again, sucking down more of Aiden's dick as the buizel leaned up to run his paws through his hair, sighing and giving soft inhuman sounds as he was pleasured.

Aiden grunted as he shifted his hips, gently fucking his cock into Jacob's mouth and leaning down over the human, almost wrapping around his head to give him a good feel of buizel all around him. "Carter could wake up at any moment," he purred against Jacob's head. "Fuck, imagine what he'd say if he saw you?"

Jacob had imagined it. He'd prefer not to.

"Mmph, think he'd record you sucking his pokemon off? Show it off to the world?" He continued humping Jacob's mouth, relishing in the soft gags as his cock breached his throat. "Would he want you to suck him off next?"

Jacob gave a soft sound, fucking dammit. He wasn't supposed to enjoy this kind of talk from Aiden, of all people.

"I bet then you'd love it if he pushed you down, ah, t-tore your clothes off. Mmph, yeah." He panted a few times, rocking into Jacob's mouth and almost seemed lost to the weird fantasy he was spilling. "Pin you down, grab your ta-ah fuck."

Jacob's eyes went wide as Aiden's cock spasmed, and he rammed it into his throat and moaned deeply, flooding his throat and spilling a healthy breakfast down into his belly.

Aiden held himself buried in, hips jerking as he moaned against his scalp until his balls stopped twitching, and he could remember to pull back and give Jacob a chance to breathe.

Pulling out in one go, Jacob coughed up some of the buizel's watery cum before swallowing the rest and wiping his mouth, covered in drool and precum.

Aiden closed his eyes with a satisfied smile as Jacob stood up, and his eyes opened curiously as things went dark. The human loomed over him, and he swallowed in a rare moment of apparent nervousness, Jacob's hands going for his belt.

Then the sounds of creaking stairs snapped them out of the moment, and they both glanced at Carter's door blankly.

"Was…?"

The door began to jiggle, and they both panicked. Aiden flipped over and jumped off the love seat, dashing further into the house while Jacob spun around and almost ran to the kitchen before realising that if he was caught running, he'd probably look like a robber, and Carter would call the Jenny's to descend upon the house like a pack of ravenous houndoom.

He licked his lips desperately, hoping to get rid of the evidence and glared at his boner, adjusting his pants as Carter called out. "Jacob? Run out of snacks again?"

"Yeeep!" he said immediately, agreeing to the first thing. "You know me, love me that...Captain Crunch." He winced; he hated Captain Crunch.

"I thought you said if you eat two bowls of that, you won't have teeth?"

Jacob laughed. "Hahaha, well, who needs teeth?"

Carter glanced at him with a concerned look. "I...think you do."

"I guess you're right."

Carter smiled; he liked being right. "Always am. Come on, I'll see what I've got." As if that wasn't everything.

Carter found a box of Cheerios and insisted Jacob eat it there.

Munching on some toast, Carter gave him an odd look. "Uh, man, you've got a little something…" He rubbed his lower right jaw, and Jacob felt, stiffening up as he felt the crunchy flakes of dried cum.

The redness of his face absolutely dispelled any notion that Carter hadn't figured out what it was, but Carter laughed. "Must have had fun last night! Is that why you're here, heading home and wanting something else?" He said it so teasingly that Jacob hated everything.

"Sorry, man," Jacob managed as the option to crawl into a hole and die was not available.

Carter snorted. "You know I don't care," he said. "Just happy you're getting some action! Who is the lucky guy?"

Jacob was not a good liar. "Oh, you know, no one important."

Carter frowned. "It's not Adrian, is it?" The name was similar enough to Aiden that he nearly jumped out of his skin when he began to say. "Because he's an asshole."

"No, nothing like that." Yes, perfect, not an asshole.

"Good." Carter nodded. "You deserve someone nice."

"Well, it's nothing important," Jacob said. "Just a booty call, really. He messaged me to...come over, and I did."

"You got off, though, right?"

Jacob didn't respond.

"You said he wasn't an asshole!"

"I'm not talking about this with you!" Jacob said, both amazed and horrified at the way this conversation was going.

"Aww, why not?"

"Because!"

"What if I said please?"

"No!"

"You can borrow my TV if you want to jack off since this asshole didn't help you out."

"For fuck's sake!" Jacob stood. "Thank you for the cheerios."

"Don't go, Jacob! I haven't finished interrogating you!"

"It's nothing, Carter. I downloaded Grindr and picked a random guy. It's nothing, not to anyone, not him, not me."

That finally seemed to get through to him. "Well...as long as you're having fun."

Jacob sighed. "It was until this conversation."

Carter laughed and flung an arm around his shoulder. "Finish your cheerios, wash the taste of dick out of your mouth, then we can Smash!"

Jacob's heart did a funny flip before he remembered the game, not the offer to finishing what his 'booty call' hadn't.

"Go find Aiden; we need a player three. I'm going to hop in the shower!" Carter danced off and let Jacob finish his cheerios.

Jacob stewed in the pain of blue balls and shame until Aiden popped his head in. Or, rather, gave him a smack on the ass out of nowhere that caused him to hit his knees on the table when he jumped.

"What? The fuck?"

"Ready to Smash?" Aiden smirked.

"What? He's going to be in the shower for-" Right. The game.

"More like half an hour, you know what he's like."

"No."

He rolled his eyes. "Suit yourself, booty call." Those last two words were said with...an unexpected venom to them, enough that Jacob blinked, thinking he's misheard.

"Huh?"

"Booty call," Aiden repeated, oh that was more like it. Light and teasing. "I'm gonna tell Carter you told me the same story and start calling you that from now on."

"You will do NO SUCH thing."

"You will do nothing because you can't stop me," Aiden sang, rolling off to get the game started.

Jacob wasn't sure how things had come to this and finished his soggy cheerios, lamenting his half-hard cock and the shadow of Aiden's story's words playing through his head. He knew what he'd be jerking off to tonight.

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They had to take two cars to Cape Outlook because even Carter didn't have a car big enough to fit them all.

Jacob was pretty sure Carter had just bribed the guy to get his licence as he drove like a maniac. Still, the only other person who had even the reason to get a car and licence was Dan, so they had no choice.

Dan took their stuff while Dina, Rick, and Jess joined Carter's car. Of course, he had the nicer one, so they bunched up in it.

Aiden, who always flatly refused to be in his pokeball, was also in the car. Jess took the other front seat, and Dina and Rick were crammed in the back with Jacob.

The only saving grace was at least Jacob got one of the window seats.

And it was probably slightly illegal, but Aiden was unsecured and chose to sit in the back as well. Specifically on Jacob's lap.

Dina, in the middle, had Cleo her spritzee out because she could. "Not endure the stink of all the boys for two hours."

Jacob couldn't believe Aiden was choosing to go in the back rather than in the lovely, space-filled front and more so sit on his lap. He feared his game, and those fears were realised as Jacob slowly began to grind on him.

He looked up cutely, perfectly buizel-innocent, when Jacob grabbed his waist firmly. He had ensured he was seated perfectly, pressing right above Jacob's cock and, as the car rumbled along, took every chance to squeeze and grind on him.

Jacob couldn't believe the balls on this guy. In the car, with everyone around them.

It was light, daring, brief touches that could be easily missed or brushed aside, but Jacob felt himself growing.

Relief came at a fuel station where everyone got out to stretch their legs. Jacob quickly hissed at him. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Well, you didn't get off before," Aiden replied with a smirk.

"Not in the car." The buizel pouted. "I'm telling you no!"

"Fine," Aiden said, crossing his arms. "But if you change your mind, give me two taps on the left hip."

Jacob scoffed, and they got some air and something to drink.

Half an hour later, he gave Aiden two taps on the left hip.

What is wrong with me? Jacob thought as the buizel went back to the teasing, bumping, heated attack on him. He got tense when Cleo turned to them sharply on a particularly daring move by Aiden and just stared for a long moment.

It paused them both, and Aiden didn't continue. Jacob absentmindedly petting his fur along the rest of the trip.

When they arrived, Cleo flew off immediately to group with the other pokemon as they were sent out, and Jacob just knew what she was off to talk about. None of the other pokemon had translators. It was an expensive thing even for Carter, and he technically was on an allowance.

Plus, no one would shoulder the embarrassment of actually asking their rich friend for super expensive stuff. There were lines, and they were friends with Carter because he was a great person, not because he was rich.

Jacob stepped away from Aiden and went to the other humans as Aiden glanced between the two groups. The pokemon chattering or the humans working out who needs to do what.

"So, what can I do?" Jacob asked eagerly.

"Can you watch the pokemon?" Dina asked.

Jacob's smile wavered. "I...I guess."

"Thank you!"

Jacob was the only one in the group who didn't have a pokemon. Not that he didn't like them, Aiden would cheerfully tell him that wasn't the case. He just never had the space for one, and he half-lived with Carter, and his pokemon was a son of a bitch.

So, he felt like he was the least equipped to deal with this. Thankfully or not, the pokemon were perfectly capable of taking care of themselves without a babysitter, and they played on the picturesque beach.

It was nice and kinda cute to watch them play, and he sat down on a sandbank. Eventually, it seemed a disagreement happened, and Jacob wondered if this was when he was supposed to step in, but they resolved it themselves, and some sort of battle began.

It attracted the attention of the humans, and they came over to clap and cheer. Dan and Dina cheering the hardest as it was their pokemon fighting.

Cleo the spritzee vs Napoleon, a shorter-than-average vaporeon with a temper.

Aiden had cheerfully told Dan that Napoleon knew why he was named as such and would get revenge one day. Dan laughed it off and fed Napoleon a slowpoke tail, which bought him another week to live.

It was pretty cool to see them battle, clashes causing the water to splash from the shockwaves or sand getting blown on Dan.

Jacob was getting into watching, enough that he failed to see the creeper creeping upon him.

"Hey," Aiden said, startling Jacob.

"Fuck! I almost killed you." He had his hands ready for a karate chop, and Aiden looked at him dubiously.

"I don't think you'd threaten a caterpie, let alone me."

Jacob snorted. Aiden wasn't a fighting pokemon; he was somewhere between a glorified pet and a lazy dependent.

Uncaring to Jacob's inner monologue, Aiden planted himself right in front of him, split tail wagging slightly as he peered up at Jacob with an adorable buizel face.

Very punchable.

"What do you want?" Jacob said, looking past him to the battle. It had everyone's attention and was beginning to heat up.

"I don't like owing anyone anything," Aiden said conversationally. "And I know you'll bring it up at the most annoying moment."

"Wha?" He finally focused back on the buizel as paws slipped into his swimming shorts. "Aiden! The fuck are you doing?"

"You ask a lot of stupid questions, you know," Aiden growled back. His paws were strange and inhuman, and they slipped under his shorts with ease and oh-gosh, he wasn't wearing underwear.

By the glint in Aiden's grin, that was something he found hilarious. "You're just asking to flash someone," he said, amused.

"Like you even know what that is."

"Contrary to what you think, I'm not a dumb animal." He pulled his shorts down enough to reveal the goods. "Although if you really do think that, I really gotta question your morals."

Jacob grit his teeth and looked away at the fight; it didn't seem as interesting anymore.

"What's wrong?" Aiden teased, giving his hardening cock a few lazy pumps. Paws or not, he had a way of gripping and teasing, paw pads rubbing gently up the shaft and pulling at his foreskin curiously.

"They are right there," Jacob said, looking nervously down at his friends.

"Farther away than they were in the cupboard."

"We're in plain sight!"

"It looks like we're talking," Aiden said smoothly.

"That's not suspicious at all."

"You are really high strung for someone getting their dick played with. Might want to take a load off."

Jacob groaned, his stomach muscles were clenching and rippling, and Aiden's eyes were drawn to them, nose and whiskers twitching.

"Well?"

Jacob closed his eyes. "Fuck it. Just…make it quick."

"Nice excuse for when you burst early."

"Can you please stop talking?"

"Oh, would it bui bui le zuil zel ze uiez?"

Jacob glared. He knew that Aiden knew that he knew that Aiden knew, and so on, how he was having trouble rationalising who he was in this new buizel-fucking time.

Rolling his eyes, Aiden did stop talking by opening his mouth and sinking Jacob's cock into his mouth. His eyes squeezed shut as he pushed himself down, gagging as the human's length breached his throat quickly.

"Not as, haah, easy now is it?" Jacob taunted, enjoying having the power for once. His hand met Aiden's head and pressed him a little further, gently because he wasn't an asshole.

Aiden pulled off with a cough and glared at him before attacking his dick with a ferocity that worried him for a moment.

He dragged his tongue up the front of his cock, pressing firmly on his frenulum 'band' up and down, curious and testing what that thing was before wrapping his lips around his cockhead and beginning to suck hard.

Jacob was hard in his paws when he went down the first time, the soft inhuman touches exciting him more than he was ready to accept, but this had him clasping his hands over his mouth to moan into that instead of letting everyone know he was having a great time.

All the teasing and pushing Aiden had done on the car ride seemed to be coming out of his cock now. He continued muffling his moans into his hand, sucking on his own fingers out of a need to taste something.

That sharp bumpy tongue pressed at the slit on his dick until it spread it slightly, sucking hard and lashing his cock with his tongue until his precum was flowing, all cumming out from the earlier teasing.

He spread his legs a little more, pushing his hips up once involuntarily and sinking into Aiden's warm, tight mouth. A hand met the buizel's head again, dragging his fingers against his scalp and causing the tail of the buizel to twitch in pleasure as well, pressing down into his throat.

Aiden gagged again, and Jacob laughed. For once, it was more good-natured than taunting him, and Aiden coughed again angrily.

"Okay," Jacob breathed, holding Aiden back from attacking his cock again. "Take it from an expert cock-sucker that you can't just ram it down and not expect to throw up."

"Expert?" Aiden said dubiously, tauntingly.

"Shut your trap and listen."

"Hard to suck when the mouth is closed." At Jacob's look, he clicked his mouth shut and began rubbing both paws up and down with a daring smile.

Jacob took a breath. "Ah, okay, you got to warmmmm yourself up first. You, yeah, just, ah Aiden!"

Aiden stopped groping his cock and moved his paws down, exploring his balls as well. Jacob held his breath, but he didn't bust them, and he began to relax, enjoying the machinations there too. "Hah, you just gotta keep touching, don't you?"

"I'm paying you back," Aiden said with a shrug. "That's why I'm letting you run your mouth; you're clearly into that."

Part of him wanted to smack the asshole in front of him, the rest of him enjoyed the paws rubbing and stroking, and he put it aside for later.

"Gotta, ahh, warm up your throat. Start just swallowing with it in your mouth; go up and down. It's not all throat ramming. Some people prefer the tongue and suck, or what they like at the time could be different. It's not all deepthroating."

"What do you want?" Aiden asked sharply.

Jacob blinked. "Well-"

He didn't get to finish. Words or…other things as a loud commotion from the battlefield reminded them that they weren't alone, and both jumped. A clamour rose up as Jacob swiftly stuffed himself back into his shorts, Aiden blocking any view as the pokemon down the hill all grouped together.

Napoleon had missed Cleo entirely and crashed into Rok. A new argument broke out, with some tail-gesturing up the hill from Napoleon.

"Fuck, he saw us," Aiden swore; Jacob flushed hard.

"I thought you already told them," he hissed. Aiden didn't respond, making himself scarce from being close to Jacob as Jacob tried to look like he didn't have a boner. Thankfully, Napoleon's gesturing was lost on the humans in the group who were busy breaking up the fight now that it had escalated, and Jacob flinched back.

He found his feet following Aiden back to the beach house, and Aiden looked up. "Oh? Can't get enough, and you want to finish?"

Jacob blinked and frowned. "What? No, I just wanted out of there."

"Whatever." Aiden rolled his eyes. "Drop the shorts."

"We-they-we got caught!" Jacob spluttered. "No!"

"You're gonna choose to be blue-balled?" Aiden asked with a raised eyebrow.

Something about his expression and voice and everything sent a surge of anger in Jacob, and he swore something fierce and just walked off with no further word.

He heard Aiden call something after him, but he wasn't listening. Why was he so angry? He didn't really know, but he knew he wanted away from there, so he went.

Unfortunately, this was a group expedition, and he ran into the others walking back from the beach.

"Jacob!" Carter beamed, immediately throwing an arm around his shoulder and spinning him around. "We were wondering where you were!"

Carter was as Carter as always; whatever the pokemon had seen hadn't been articulated across to them. They were walking with the pokemon, though, and every eye fell on Jacob, and a few pokemon sounds raised the hairs on the back of his neck.

Carter rambled something, walking him back the way he'd come, and Jacob just let him walk him back.

"You okay, man?" Dan asked, as it wasn't going unnoticed how quiet Jacob was.

He gave a blink and started, remembering where he was and putting a smile on. "Yeah, fine."

He got a returned look that informed him that he wasn't believed in the least, but before any of them could begin to probe him, Carter spoke up loudly.

"We'll play some blackjack, drink some beer, and hire some hookers. We'll have a great time!"

"Sounds good!" Dina grinned, nudging Jess. "Male hookers?"

Carter made a face, and people, including Jacob, laughed.

Rick, quiet as always, unwrapped and heated up their meals as everyone tended to their pokemon or began to set up the game of cards.

Drinking some cheap and not so cheap booze really took the edge off, and Jacob calmed down and rejoined the festivities properly.

He didn't even react when Aiden jumped up to the table, demanding to be dealt into the game, which Carter did with a grin. "Where have you been anyway?" he asked Aiden curiously.

"Oh, you know, around," Aiden answered with a few tilts to his head. He glanced at everyone besides Jacob. Jacob finished his drink and grabbed another one before nudging Dan and whispering a quick joke to him.

Dan laughed, and Jacob grinned, making a big bet on a hand that didn't pan out, leading Aiden to win the current pot.

This was good; this was great. He was still Jacob, the funny one. Things were fine; he was good. His eyes never settled on Aiden for the night.

Aiden played a few hands before he yawned loudly, almost exaggeratedly. "Well, I'm beat."

"Really?" Carter asked, tapping his fingers on the board while he was waiting for the cards to be dealt. "This early?"

"Eh, I didn't have a nap today." Aiden shrugged, pushing back from the table. "So, I'm going to go to sleep early."

"Suit yourself." The sole pokemon at the table was not dealt any cards, and he padded off. Jacob's eyes finally fell onto the retreating buizel's back, tail flicking left and right.

He suddenly felt very tired and could go to bed.

"Another hand?" he asked instead, stifling a yawn.

"Sounds like you're tired too!" Carter laughed. "Maybe you should just go sleep with Aiden!"

Jacob thanked the stars that he wasn't taking a sip of anything, or he would have choked. "What?" he asked, a little too immediately, sharply, voice raised a little much. He hiccupped and then realised that, of course, Carter didn't know; he just meant sleep.

"You're a bit drunk!" Carter said a little more softly this time. "Maybe you should go to bed."

He took another drink, hoping to conceal the flush of his face as being caused by the alcohol heating him up. Everyone knew he went red when drinking; they probably didn't even notice.

He was allowed to play another hand before another stupid bet cost him the rest of his chips. "And he's out!" Dan said victoriously, scooping up the winnings.

"If I bet my body, could I keep going?" Jacob asked, slurring his speech a little.

"And that's where we take the drink from you," Carter said, plucking it from his hand.

"You'd take a bottle from a baby?" Jacob asked, pouting. He gasped as Carter just teleported around him and picked him up. "What are you doing?"

"Baby needs to go to bed," he said, and Jacob shivered at being called baby by Carter.

"Not a baby," he muttered, enjoying being picked up nonetheless.

"I'm going to take him," Carter called to the others. "Be back soon."

"Not too soon," Jacob crooned. Carter rolled his eyes and carried him back to the house.

Rather than one big beach house, it was actually more akin to a series of smaller houses all connected to each other. Gave everyone their own little space, well besides Carter, who shared the biggest one with Jacob.

Aiden was snoring when he kicked the door open and didn't react. Jacob groaned as he was tossed on the bed. "Why?" he asked pitifully.

"For your own good," Carter said, dusting his hands off. He retrieved a bucket and some aspirin with a glass of water. "Bucket, just in case, water and aspirin are here for when you want to die in the morning."

"Just in the morning?" Jacob whined.

Carter patted him on the shoulder and stepped out of the room. "Goodnight," he sang, closing the door behind him.

Jacob frowned and mumbled, annoyed, Carter hadn't even tucked him in. How rude. He wriggled into the bed like a wurmple into their cocoon before an errant thought occurred to him.

"Aiden?" he called, still slurring a little. "Aiiideeen…?"

Aiden didn't react, still snoring away.

"Be like that then." He rolled over and then fell unconscious.

Jacob wasn't sure how long he slept nor what kinds of dreams his drunk brain came up with over the night. When he woke up, it was to a splitting headache and pressure on his chest.

"Uuuuh," he groaned, feeling like he would turn to ash and blow away at the slightest movement. A lovingly cool glass pressed to his lips, and he opened up, lapping at water desperately as it was fed to him.

He managed to open an eye for a second, but it was painful, and they closed again. He saw a flash of orange, though.

"This is that post-drinking tablet you guys take?" Aiden asked softly enough that Jacob didn't need to kill him to silence him.

"Uh-huh." He remembered something about Carter placing some aspirin. Aiden pressed the tablets between his lips and gave him more water.

The aspirin and water helped quickly, and he was able to see again without his eyes breaking like fine china being tossed at a wall.

"Aiden?" he asked. The pressure on his chest was…confusing. Why was Aiden there, and why now?

"Yo," Aiden whispered. "Keep your voice down."

Another snore reached Jacob, and he remembered.

"What?" he hissed softly. "Why are you on my chest?"

Aiden gave him a curious smile and slipped down his chest, going flat and resting his head on his sternum, tail wagging back and forth and exactly over his-

Morning wood.

Carter snored again.

"I didn't get to finish returning the favour," Aiden said. "And Carter's a really deep sleeper."

"You… can't be serious!?" Jacob said, stunned at the…at the everything. He should kick him off, wake Carter up at his inappropriate pokemon and stop this now and for good.

But morning wood brain interfered with something so logical and reasonable, pointing out that he had a willing partner right there who was offering to make the next however-long magical.

Besides wagging his tail, Aiden wasn't making any movements, waiting for Jacob to say yes or no.

It didn't take long, really, for him to come to a decision. "A-Alright."

Aiden beamed, it looked genuinely happy for a moment before his smile curled into a sultry smirk, and he wriggled down Jacob's body until his paws could pull his pants down.

"I love clothes," he said, groping at Jacob's bulging underwear. "Because they're so fun to take off."

"Say something cheesier than that," Jacob muttered back, shimmying his hips up, so Aiden didn't have to tear them off.

Aiden chose to use his mouth for finer things and kissed his leaking cockhead, pressing down to slide it into his mouth without hesitation. They'd been interrupted twice already, and he wouldn't put it past Carter's friends to crash in here whenever they pleased.

So, it wasn't quite the display he'd enjoyed playing with before. Aiden didn't tease at the rim of his cock, flicking his tongue playfully at his need, or dance around the tip.

He went down on him sloppily, bobbing his head up and down with closed eyes, tasting and feeling the human's length, water type wetness sounding out lewdly.

Jacob spread his legs a little more, sleepy horny mind addled by the rapid advance Aiden was performing on him. He caught a moan in his throat, sharply aware that Carter was literally across the room. Not in direct view of him, but he could hear Carter, his ears trained for even a slight deviation in his breathing.

The rest of him began to curl around Aiden. His hand stroked through the fur on his head before his fingers tightened over his scalp, pressing firmly before pushing the buizel down further onto his cock.

"Yeah," Jacob sighed. "Work it, Aiden."

Aiden's eyes fluttered, and he shivered, swallowing around his thick length with only a bit of fuss. His mouth was so wet, Jacob might have feared they'd drench the bed if he actually cared.

He began to pull Aiden's muzzle up and down, not game to thrust into his mouth with a potentially-creaky bed below them. The buizel's paws caught themselves between his thighs, anchoring him to provide a stable mouth to fuck.

Aiden's eyes glanced openly to flick at him before closing again, and Jacob cursed very softly. Something about that look was cute and so very pokemon, and he had his cock down his throat.

Aiden made a sound between his head going down and coming up that Jacob's horny brain recognised clearly.

He continued using Aiden's mouth for a moment before popping his mouth off, and the buizel panted for breath, Jacob's cock glimmering with buizel saliva. He wiped his mouth and leaned up, and Jacob's suspicions were confirmed; Aiden was hard and leaking.

"I'm not the only one with morning wood," he teased softly.

Aiden finished wiping his mouth with a half-heated glare. "You caused this."

"Oh, I did, did I?"

Aiden smirked, not pulling away from the game and leaned instead. He plucked a kiss off Jacob's lips, to the man's dismay, and buried his head under his nightshirt to begin licking at his belly and nipples.

Jacob's hand ran down Aiden's back as he took in a breath to hold; he trailed down to his tail and then followed it up to the split. Aiden pulled out of his shift and licked down his happy trail to his cock again.

Half crept up his body, he was turned on his side as he played with Jacob, cock on display that Jacob's fingers found themselves drawn to.

He began to pump Aiden's slick length as Aiden swirled his tongue around the tip of his cock, lapping at his precum and then down his length further as he slithered down further.

Jacob couldn't hold back a tensed gasp entirely as Aiden's tongue dragged along his balls, cleaning them of sweat and sucking one of them into his mouth to tease gently.

He was untensed as Aiden was gentle and had to reorient as Aiden had moved, and he couldn't reach his dick as easily. He began to sit up, but Aiden pulled back from his balls and pushed him back down without a word.

He pulled Jacob's legs apart and then up with strength his smaller body didn't imply, revealing his clenching hole. He lapped at the perineum area between his balls and hole with a grin until Jacob began to squirm.

"I'm not begging you right here and now," Jacob said heatedly, and that was fair enough. Aiden went down further, sharp teeth grazing against his cheeks before his tongue just barely touched his hole. The lightest, most frustratingly teasing touch that had Jacob clench his legs around Aiden's neck and trap him there.

A hand reached down as well as Aiden made a noise and began to grind his muzzle against him, Aiden's tongue pressing into him and opening him up as buizel drool drenched him and the bed.

"Fuck, I've not stopped thinking about this," Jacob admitted as Aiden's paws crept forwards to spread his cheeks further. "Mmph, twenty minutes of heaven is right."

Aiden might have given a sassy comment if his mouth wasn't being used, and he could hear him through human thighs crushing him.

"...ah, no one's tongue has ever been that far…fuck."

He knew he shouldn't be talking, not with Carter right over there, but he couldn't help himself.

"Aiden…Aiden…fuck me."

That, Aiden heard. He pulled against Jacob's thighs, but he wasn't giving up the pleasure that easily, not even for a few moments. He managed to pull Jacob's legs off him and took a few heavy breaths before Jacob whimpered.

Aiden crawled up his body as Jacob grabbed his thighs and shifted his butt forwards. Aiden grabbed one of them and licked his knee before planting his paws on the human's belly and grinding his cock against his balls.

"Don't make me beg," Jacob warned.

Aiden's half-curled smirk told him he was thinking about it.

When Jacob's eyes began to narrow, Aiden dropped it and dropped himself as well. He pulled his hips back slightly and angled himself, sinking to the hilt into Jacob in one movement.

"Fuck!" Jacob said a little too loudly as he clapped his hand over his mouth. Aiden's eyes went wide, and they both glanced in Carter's direction, but his snores continued. Aiden took the time to adjust his standing and leaned across Jacob's belly, licking at his chest through his shirt.

He took one of Jacob's legs in both paws and then began to move.

Sex wasn't a quiet thing, no matter how careful you were. Soft slaps sounded out into the quiet room as breathy moans were swallowed by biting lips and inner groans.

Aiden's balls bounced off Jacob's butt with every thrust, sending a soft smack into the room as Jacob pulled at the sheets, cock hard and throbbing between them.

Aiden had positioned himself perfectly to rub his belly and chest against Jacob's cock, stimulating enough to feel great but not enough to push him over. His grin was all telling that he'd cum by Aiden's machinations, not by his own hand.

Jacob grabbed a pillow and pressed it over his face, moaning out only somewhat obscured as the buizel began to pound into him. There was almost no thought to being quiet, just the slightest bit of restraint from fur hitting flesh.

"Take that off," Aiden demanded, pulling at the pillow and releasing his leg to let his hips just slam back and forth. "I want to see your face."

He was able to free the pillow to reveal Jacob's flushed face. Aiden's eyes froze on his, meeting them unblinkingly as his cock speared his walls apart, grinding against his prostate and causing him to clench on every movement he made.

Jacob pressed his hands over his mouth as Aiden pulled his legs up even further, pressing down into the human and pressing right into his prostate like a little button to drive him mad.

It was too early to take all the time in the world, and they were both too riled up. Aiden's hips began to jerk rapidly, and a paw yanked on his dick, pumping it roughly as Jacob seized and pressed against him.

He began to moan and gasp through his hands as his body clenched on Aiden, hips rising up unbidden as his cock spasmed and began to burst with lines of white across his body, all the while his face flushed a deep red with a moan. "Aiden," between it all.

Aiden gasped sharply, slamming into Jacob with force suddenly before his eyes shut tightly and he curled down over him, burying his face in Jacob's belly to muffle himself as he unloaded in Jacob's body.

"Ah, Car-arh!"

They shivered together as their dicks twitched in and against each other before taking a satisfying breath each.

Jacob then started. "Carter?" he glanced up worriedly, pulling back from Aiden as the buizel flinched back. He looked over in panic but relaxed when he saw he was still asleep.

"Sorry," Aiden muttered. "Thought I saw him move." There was something…strange about the way he said that, and Jacob was hit by a feeling he couldn't quite place.

Kinda felt like shame, and as he looked over at Carter sleeping, he decided it was definitely it. He pulled his underwear on quickly as Aiden stared at his softening, but still leaking, dick like he didn't know what it was. He righted the bed.

"Come on," Jacob said, motioning to the door. They snuck out, like they should have done earlier, and stepped out into the crisp morning air.

It was only just morning, and they began to walk fast.

"Where?" Aiden asked, confused.

"Showers," Jacob said. "Not using Carter's." He was sure Carter would know if that was the case for some reason. He might ask why he was up so early or having a shower or anything that Jacob couldn't explain.

They were at the beach, so there were the communal beach showers that he was leading them to. To scrub the evidence away, which might take a while as he could feel himself leaking Aiden's work with every step.

They didn't say another word until they reached the showers. They were cold showers. That seemed appropriate.

"..." Jacob looked ready to say something but then hesitated and turned away.

"..." Aiden almost called him on it, but he found his tongue was just as reluctant to move. He could still taste the human's precum.

"Carter was right there," Jacob said at last. He had his head under the stream, dousing himself and cooling down.

"Yeah," Aiden said. He wasn't as affected by the cold water as Jacob was, but he could still feel the chill across his body. He began to clean his sheath, and Jacob stared at him like he was asking for a gangbang. "I'm washing."

Jacob glanced away and did the same to his junk.

Silence again, how comfortable.

"We," Jacob began but didn't know where to go with the word when Aiden glanced at him.

"So, it's a we now, is it?"

Jacob's face pinched, and Aiden glanced away, looking a little ashamed.

"You said Carter," Jacob finally said.

"I didn't," Aiden retorted. "I said Car."

"You were saying his name."

"I thought I saw him move."

"We couldn't see him from the bed."

Aiden glanced away again, jaw clenched harder than Jacob had ever seen it. And he'd seen Aiden fight.

"Are you-"

"Apor!?"

They both jumped as a voice interrupted them, and Napoleon stalked in. He began to say something rapidly to Aiden, sounding either very energetic or very mad; Jacob couldn't tell which.

Whatever it was, it caused Aiden to twitch, and he glanced just a glance at Jacob before looking back to the vaporeon. "I've got to go."

Napoleon dashed off, with Aiden sprinting after him, leaving Jacob in the showers by himself, filled with questions and feelings he couldn't put words to.

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People wanted a second chapter, and so did I. ** I think I want at least a Chapter 3 as well.**

Wasn't this meant to just be hate-fucking fun?