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A Pandemic...of Lust

Part 2

For Leon_Therma

By Draconicon

Getting through the city was easy enough, particularly with the help of the raven and some of the bird's friends. They were eager enough to give him a bit of help as soon as the Typhlosion showed off his dick and gave them the option to suck it or get fucked by it. As soon as they realized that was an option, it was like they had no choice but to go along with it. They were too hungry for dick to deny the possibility of getting fucked by something that awesome.

And it made him feel pretty damn hot, he wasn't going to lie. There were plenty of sluts out there, plenty of hot guys that would enjoy his dick and make him feel hot, but Leon had never had an entire world of men that were this eager to get on all fours and do what he said just for the fun of it. Just for his dick.

Heh. Maybe this place isn't that bad...

Of course, that was a bit of self-deception. There were a lot of problems with the world, a lot of difficulties with the sex-zombies. For one, he could tell that they really couldn't focus on anything but sex, and the way that they were constantly rutting each other, it was clear that none of them would have been able to hold a regular job, not with the way that they needed something up their ass or down their throat or wrapped around their dicks at all times.

And that was avoiding the whole issue of their obvious stupidity. They were always confused, either by the doors to the different buildings or even with wrappers for food. They weren't starving, by any means, so they obviously figured out a way to deal with it, but at the same time, he could see just how lost they were.

Good thing that I'm immune to this...

He shivered slightly as he leaned back in the cab. Another guy - an otter - had volunteered to drive him out of the city and down the road to somewhere where he might be able to make a safe crossing out of the quarantine zone. Leon was pretty sure that the otter was overestimating the danger of what might happen at the edge of the quarantine zone, but then again, one never knew. There were plenty of movies where even healthy people going to the edge of these places could be shot, and while he could deal with bullets, he'd really prefer not to have to go all out if he didn't need to.

"So, where exactly are we going?" Leon asked, putting his paws up on the chair in front of him.

"Just a safe zone."

"A safe zone? I thought that we were getting out."

"Not quite. There's too many people watching the border. But the guy in this place? He's got some contacts."

"Why haven't you and the other zombies gotten out, then?"

"Because we can't talk to him. You, though? You might."

"Why me?"

"Because you're not a zombie."

Well, that would probably help, he supposed, particularly if this stranger was holding out against the zombies and trying to keep people safe. They weren't exactly going to let any of the sex zombies in, and definitely not ones that weren't well under control. They weren't going to let the zombies just sneak out of the zone, either, he supposed.

And that meant that he'd probably need to prove that he was clean, too. That shouldn't be too hard; from everything that he had heard, the zombies couldn't control themselves around the uninfected, so as long as he didn't do something stupid, he should be allowed past the walls or whatever other defenses that this place had.

The otter looked over his shoulder, eyes off the road and on the Typhlosion's crotch. The Hoenn male chuckled to himself, fondling his balls.

"Wanting a second dose already?"

"You're going to leave us all wanting, you know that?"

"Well, that's just how it goes. I don't really settle down anywhere, anyway, and you know it's better to keep on the move."

The otter rolled his eyes, but looked back at the road rather than at him. Despite his fairly sturdy nature, Leon appreciated that. The last thing that he wanted was to have to heal from a broken limb. Not that it was very likely that a car crash could do it, but it'd have better odds of it than most of the people that he had fought over the years.

They drove for a while, moving out of the city and down the road for a half hour or so. It was a lot better than walking, and Leon could tell that it was going to put him a lot further ahead than he would have been if he was still on his own. He supposed that he owed the various anthros that he had seen in the city some thanks, but fuck him if he knew how he was going to express it.

He was just about to look over his shoulder to see how far away the city was when the otter suddenly pulled the car to a stop. He grunted as he slid forward on his seat a few inches, looking over at the driver.

"What?"

"We're here."

"Where's here?" he asked, looking out the windows. "I don't see anything."

And indeed, he didn't. It looked like a bunch of grassy plains out there, a few hills, and nothing else. It was like he had been brought to the middle of nowhere.

Then again, if you were hiding, that wasn't a bad place to be.

"It's just around the hills there. There's a few rocks that'll be on the slope. One of them is fake, and if you lift it up, there's an intercom. You can find your way down from there."

"...For a safe zone, it doesn't seem that safe if you zombies know where it is."

"Oh, it's easy to find. It's just not easy to get in."

"Why?"

"Just...the way that the person in charge is...well, you'll see."

Leon arched an eyebrow, but he knew when he had gotten as much as he was going to get. Shaking his head, he pushed the car door open and stepped out, shifting his feet on the hot pavement underfoot. The road was definitely warm after the long day, and it was putting off that heat in a way that left his paws rather well-warmed. He chuckled to himself. Another Pokémon might have felt their paws burning out here.

"Thanks for the ride," he said through the open door.

"No problem. Tell me if you come back this way; I'd love to be under your paws and cock again."

"Heh, I'll let you know, but I doubt it'll happen."

"Still. Thanks."

The otter waved him off as he shut the door, and Leon shook his head as the otter drove away. It was weird; they were so aggressive up to the point where they were fucked, and then they just became helpful. Still stupid, there was no way around that, but helpful.

Following the otter's directions was easy. Go over the hill, down it, and find the standing rocks. The Typhlosion was more than strong enough to pick them up one by one until he found which one was fake, and had the speaker system under it. The fire-type knelt down, tapping the button over the speaker.

"Hello, I'd like to talk to the man in charge, please."

"You'll need to give me a reason for that," a gruff voice on the other end said.

"Well, I'm looking to get in, and then get out of here."

"The zone's there for a reason. If you're infected, we can't help you."

"Well, I'm not. At least, pretty sure I'm not."

"That means testing."

"I'm up for that."

"If you're infected, you're not getting in, you realize that, right? You're not going to be able to charm your way past us."

"That's fine." Leon shrugged. "Like I said, I'm pretty sure I'm not infected, and I'm not looking for a fight or anything."

"...You're just about the most reasonable person we've had come by in months. I'm not sure if that's good or bad, but fine. You can come in."

The speaker cut short, and the ground shifted. A panel in the grass finally moved, and he could see the seams between where it had rested and where it had connected to the rest of the ground. A ladder rather than stairs led into the darkness below, and Leon shook his head.

"An underground bunker...not a bad idea..."

He wondered if it had already been there and the uninfected had just made use of it, or if they had actually dug it out. If the latter, that was actually kind of impressive. He shook his head, swinging his legs over the side and grabbing hold of the ladder rungs. It was time to see just what was waiting for him down there.

#

Leon eventually reached a darkened room, and he stood there in silence. There was a hint of a feeling that he was being watched, but no more than that. He let that stay in the back of his mind, however. There was no need to be abrasive to people that he didn't know yet, and he didn't need to be a dick and show off just how good he was at his job.

The silence stretched on for a few more minutes before a light clicked on. It reflected off of black scales at the far end of the room, black scales on a black dragon. The white-eyed male wore nothing, nothing at all, and that meant that everything was on display. Leon shamelessly looked down at the other guy's dick, saw that it was big and fat and hung over heavy balls, and he saw that the dragon's hips were wide, easy to grab and breed.

Yet, he didn't allow his cock to rise from its sheath. He kept it a contemplative look, something that was more measuring and curious than raging horny. After all, he was supposed to be better than the sex zombies out there.

The dragon waited for a few seconds, then chuckled.

"It seems that you have some resistance to the virus, at least. Even if you are infected, you at least have some control over yourself."

"I'm not infected," Leon said, shrugging.

"That's hard to believe, but it's barely possible. That's why you were let down in the first place."

The dragon stood up, and Leon realized that there was a glass wall between him and the dragon. There'd been some precautions taken, then, something to keep a real infected person from reaching the 'bait' in the chair. A clever idea; it meant that an out of control infected would bash their head against the glass and likely knock themselves out before they could reach the bait, and this group wouldn't have to do a thing besides putting the infected back out in the wild.

As the white-eyed male got to his feet, Leon looked around. With that bit of light, he could see that he was in a cube of glass, all quite thick. He imagined that he might be able to punch his way out, but it'd be difficult, to say the least.

"So, why did you come here, fire-breather?" the dragon asked. "I heard that you wanted to see the man in charge. Why?"

"See how he's making it work out here, I guess," Leon said, slowly turning in place, looking up and down the walls. "I mean, it's not exactly easy out there. I'm curious how they've survived with all the sex zombies. And I figured, hey, if there's someone that's not infected, they can tell me how to get out of the quarantine zone."

"The man in charge probably could, but that would mean some really dangerous travels. Most people don't want to do that."

"Well, I'm not most people."

"Clearly."

"So, do I pass the test about not being infected?"

"I'd say that you're pretty close. Let's just do one more thing. If you'll look behind you?"

Leon obliged the dragon, and the lights clicked on a bit brighter against the far wall. There, with their ass pressed back against the glass wall, was a Salamence, a dragon-looking Pokémon that had their blue scales smooshed flat against the glass, their tail raised high, and their cheeks burning red. The big guy's asshole was pressed against a hole in the glass, too, almost looking more like a glory-hole Pokémon than a dragon.

Leon's cock twitched slightly, but no more than that. He had enough control to deal with the urges that were trying to rise up. And besides, he could always fuck more when he was cleared.

"Yeah...that's a sexy sight, but I'm not falling for it."

"No need to fuck, then?" the black dragon asked.

"No need to rut, at least. I'm definitely horny seeing that, but I don't need to fuck it."

"Heh. Then that seems good enough for me."

The lights clicked off again, and a final one clicked on, illuminating a trap door in the floor. Locks came undone, and the panel opened slightly.

"Welcome to the Safe Zone."

It didn't take long to do introductions after that. The black dragon was actually the one in charge of the Safe zone, and went by the name of Drac. He was not exactly a shy man, as he walked around without any clothes on while most of the other members of the Safe Zone were walking around with pants, at the very least, and usually more. The black dragon guided him around the underground bunker, explaining as they went.

"It's been a bit difficult keeping everyone safe down here. The hardest part has been making sure that everyone stays underground, to be honest; there's too many people that want to go back to the surface, thinking that it's run its course by now."

"Really? They think it'll just...go away?" Leon asked.

"Something like that. I think it's more that they just hate this so much. I mean, living underground for a few days is hard enough. A lot of these people have been down here for months."

"...I can see how they'd start cracking."

"Yeah. It's why we're so careful about who we let in, too. Not just for our personal safety, but..."

They'd been walking down a metal corridor with sliding doors leading to sealed rooms for a while. The dragon reached over, tapped one of them, and opened it just a crack. Leon could immediately hear the sounds of fucking in the other room, as well as smell the scent of cum and more. The dragon shut it again shortly after.

"There's only one reliable distraction, and it's very hard for anyone to trust people if we can't be sure that they're not infected."

"I can understand that..." Leon looked the dragon up and down. "So, when was the last time that you got a 'distraction'?"

"Heh, long enough that I'm looking for a new one."

"Oh, really? Well, if you're a bottom..."

The dragon looked back at him, and Leon chuckled, squeezing his cock.

"Come on, with an ass like that, you have to at least consider it."

"..." The dragon finally smiled. "I'm a switch."

"Then how about you let me flip that switch..."

Drac was surprisingly accommodating about that. They found a room, and the black dragon was soon on his knees while Leon sat on the bed. The Typhlosion offered his paws to the dragon, expecting a slight look of confusion, but instead, the black dragon grabbed him by the ankles, nuzzling against the fire-type's soles. That forked tongue even joined in, flicking along the underside, teasing them, and Leon groaned under his breath as he felt that eager little lapping going on.

"Mmmph...got a thing for paws, do you?" Leon asked.

"Let's just say that I've enjoyed looking...and there's a reason I like barefoot men..."

The black dragon smiled, tilting his head to suck on the Typhlosion's furry toes. Leon leaned back against the wall behind the bed, occasionally curling his toes against the dragon's tongue, and other times, just enjoying the licking. There was something to allowing someone else to tend to him that he didn't get often enough. Too many of these guys had been wanting to be fucked and nothing else. Worship was a hot thing, and he was going to let the dragon run with it for as long as he would.

He idly reached down to his sheath, giving it another stroke and grope. The tip was already starting to rise from it, and as the dragon's tongue shifted from his toes to his soles, Leon stroked to the tempo of the licks. Each time that the black dragon darted his tongue up along the bottom of his paw, or between the toes, Leon gave himself another stroke. It was a slow, erratic way of building pleasure, but it was still nice.

And the dragon was obviously enjoying himself. His humanoid dick was slowly rising up with each lick, and the way that the other man kept sniffing at his paws, it was clear that Drac definitely had a thing for paws. The dragon nuzzled into Leon's, rubbing his cheeks against one sole, then the other. The licking would continue for a bit, then it was like the dragon was using his cheeks to dry them before doing it again.

Lick, nuzzle, lick, nuzzle went the motion, and Leon's cock was soon as hard as it was going to get. He groaned, curling his toes slightly on the next lick to trap Drac's tongue, and the dragon looked up at him.

"Mmmph. Don't suppose you can do that while you're fucked, huh?" Leon asked.

"Heh, you might need to stand on my head a bit, but I can manage."

"You want this whole thing up your ass, huh?"

"I think that you want to ram it in."

"Think you can take it?"

"Probably."

"Probably?"

"I haven't had an elephant in a while, but I did that a long time ago, and he was slightly bigger than you."

"Bet you that he didn't have my staying power."

"Let's find out."

They shifted positions, with the black dragon getting down on all fours, then with his head down, ass up. That rounded rump was definitely soft-looking, and Leon imagined that Drac didn't get a lot of time out and about, didn't get a chance to do a lot of exercise. It wasn't quite a 'fat-ass', but it was going in that direction. The black dragon had the sort of ass that would be jiggling during a fuck, and...

Well, Leon didn't have a problem with that.

He stood between the dragon's legs, shifting around until he could swing his leg up and over the dragon's back. With some finagling, he managed to bring his paw down on top of Drac's head. The black dragon didn't seem to mind, and Leon chuckled as he started figuring out the rest of the position.

He jabbed his cock against that hole a few times, trying to find the right angle while maintaining his position, but it was a little trickier than he thought. He wobbled to his left, then his right, trying to find the right sort of pressure and the right direction to thrust, but it wasn't until he found a spot that let him lean back, his toes curled around one of Drac's horns, and then thrust forward -

"Nnnngh!"

That was it. He managed a good, hard thrust, and the dragon's ass took him surprisingly well. Looking down, he could see the way that his tapered dick managed to stretch that hole out. It had a puffy sort of look to it, the sort of appearance that a well-fucked hole took on after it took enough dicks. He chuckled to himself, grinding forward so that his furry balls could rub against the dragon's scaly ones.

"Enjoying that, you scaly bitch?"

"Hmmph. You're enjoying it just as much."

"Heh, what makes you say that?"

"I can feel how much you're leaking."

"Well...let's see how long it takes for you to do the same thing."

It was a bit more awkward than just doing it doggy-style, but Leon soon got the peculiarities of their position down. Using his toes for leverage helped as well, allowing him to thrust forward and pull himself along at the same time. The dragon's hole squelched around his cock, a little loose, but all the hotter for that since it let him go as hard and fast as he wanted. In, out, in, out, opening that pucker up with every thrust, feeling the dragon clenching down on him in instinctive reaction to something so big: it was all exactly what he liked about fucking the big guys.

In and out, in and out he went, savoring the feeling of those smooth inner walls clenching down on his cock, watching as the dragon grunted and pushed back. The way that the big black dragon was so eager to fuck himself on the Typhlosion's foot-long cock was sexy, but it was the way that Drac turned his head, sticking his tongue out to lick the side of Leon's paw that was the cherry on top. Every time that he felt that forked tongue against his sole, he moaned under his breath, and he had to force himself to keep focusing on the thrusting.

It didn't take long to get the black dragon moaning under him, the big guy oozing and dripping. He could hear the soft splut, splut sounds of pre-cum jetting from a cock, and he knew that his fat dick was doing its job on the dragon's prostate. In and out, in and out, each time ramming in that little bit harder, making sure to hit that spot over and over again.

There were no more words from the black dragon under him, and Leon grinned as he pushed the dragon down a bit more, giving that rounded rump a good smack. It jiggled around his cock, and the hole tensed up good and tight again.

"Yeah, that's what you like, isn't it? Being under-paw? Being fucked?"

There was no response, only a groan and a moan. Leon sped up even further, getting off on the idea that he was fucking the dragon's brains out, enjoying the idea of being that good at his job that he could make the dragon lose his train of thought, push him out of his mind. In and out, in and out, that hot hole clenching around him, trying to milk him of everything that he had. Leon could feel his balls churning, his load wanting to come out, but he was holding back, doing everything that he could to keep it from just bursting free.

He wanted this to last, after all, and he wanted the dragon to be a good little bitch and take it. In and out, in and out, the dragon's tongue slowly faltering as he got fucked silly, but Leon didn't mind. He was just enjoying dominating someone that was bigger than he was, someone that had been so eager.

Heh, gonna fill you up good...

The Typhlosion pulled back slowly, feeling every inch of his cock against the dragon's rim as he dragged himself out. There was a sudden, new tightness as Drac tried to suck his cock back in, but Leon took his time, making sure to pull all the way out so that his little slut could feel every inch of his dick. Bit by bit, second by second he pulled out, until -

THRUST!

He slammed back in, and the dragon moaned as he came under the fire-type. Leon smirked as he felt the twitching that came with orgasm, knowing that his dick had milked the dragon as good as it possibly could, and knew that the big guy would remember that orgasm for the rest of his life.

Then, and only then, did he allow himself to finish.

Leon moaned as he came, feeling his balls rising up, feeling his cock throbbing as he blew his load deep down the dragon's asshole. Each pulse, each squirt, was that much hotter than the one before, and he felt each little blast through his dick as he came, and came, and came.

It had to be at least a minute later when he finally pulled out, sighing to himself with more than a little satisfaction. He tapped his wet dick against the dragon's pucker, standing up slowly.

"How's it feel, Drac?"

"Feels...mmph...pretty damn good."

That was what Leon wanted to hear. He knew that the dragon was a good little fuck, well-worth humping at, but he loved to hear the big guy say how much he loved it. The twitching against the head of his cock, the way that the black dragon's pucker oozed seed, was enough to keep him more than hard enough for a second round.

He leaned forward, grinding up and down between those scaly cheeks, smearing them with his cum, and with some fresh pre-cum besides.

"Heh, you want to go for round two?" he asked with a smile.

"Heh, you think you got enough in you for three?"

"Let's find out."

He slid himself back in, moaning along with the dragon as their hips met again. The wet squelch of his own cum inside of the big black dragon made him feel more than good. It made him feel great.

Might not be the real one, but damn, he's close...

As the Typhlosion leaned forward, he nibbled the back of the dragon's neck, imagining him with a collar. Just the idea of having something to tug on, something to play with, showing off who was the bigger, better male...

Damn, it was hot.

Leon stayed with the quarantined group for a number of days, and every moment that he knew that Drac had free, he was right there to show the black dragon a good time. It wasn't just that it was fun to breed that booty, though that was a big reason that he kept doing it. No, it was the fact that the dragon was good company.

Good company with a good ass.

It was three days later, and he had just finished seeding that rump for the third time, that he noticed that the black dragon's ass cheeks were starting to swell a bit. He chuckled, rubbing them together, making them jiggle under his fingers.

"Heh, you're not getting infected, are you, Drac? Don't tell me that you've gone topside when I'm not watching."

"Mmmph. If you think I've had time, you seriously underestimate the work it takes to keep this operation running."

"You sure? You got that big fuckable butt."

"Yeah, but I've always had that."

The dragon raised his hips, and almost by instinct, the Typhlosion reached down and smacked that ass again. He would never, ever get tired of that jiggle.

Shaking his head with a smile, he leaned back against the bed in the underground bunker. His cock was still wet with drying cum, but he was almost used to that now. He crossed his legs, one over the other, as he looked up at the ceiling.

"So, how much longer are you going to hang around?" Drac asked.

"Not sure yet. I thought that maybe I'd stick around, see what kind of sex zombies wandered around. Maybe blow a hole in them if you guys wanted to try digging in somewhere else."

"So generous."

"Hey, you can keep paying me with your ass."

The dragon swept his tail out with a smack, and Leon laughed as he was almost shoved right off the bed. And it was made all the better as he just shoved his paw back in the dragon's face, seeing that ass rise up a bit higher, that stiff prick just under the big guy throb back to life from the touch.

"Yeah, you know who's on top."

"Mmmph. You cheat," the black dragon muttered.

"Only because it works."

"Ass."

"Your ass."

Smack.

He chuckled, getting back to his feet. Still, as much fun as it was to fuck the big guy, he had to admit that there was a lot of variety up there, and it was rather fun to play with the various zombies. They couldn't infect him, and they had so much stamina, and they were more than willing to do whatever he wanted as soon as he showed them that he was stronger. He stretched his head to one side, then the other, cracking his neck a few times.

By then, Drac had rolled onto his side and was looking at him again.

"You're thinking of something stupid."

"Nah, just something fun," Leon said.

"You're thinking of going topside."

"So?"

"You could bring something back."

"I'm immune; don't worry about it."

"So far."

"Oh, lighten up. If there was anything wrong with me, you'd be infected already, and we both know that's not really happening."

The End

Summary: Leon finds a safe zone and has some fun down there, only to find out that he might not have been as clean as he thought he was.

Tags: M/M, Typhlosion, Pokémon, anal, foot fetish, foot worship, licking, cum, orgasm, infection, dragon, sex zombie, miniseries, cock growth, ball growth, teasing,