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A deep, rumbling purr, reminiscent of thunder, heralded the beginning of a new day for Erik. However, when the hiker regained his consciousness, he found that he wasn't lying in a comfortable bed of a mountain cabin but stark naked on a thin blanket on the rocky ground, and when he sluggishly reached to the side, he found neither a nightstand nor a light switch. At the same time, he felt blazing hot, as if he was baking inside an oven. The growing confusion woke him up in no time, and when he finally opened his eyes, he looked right into the glowing ruby eyes of a massive typhlosion.

Erik jumped up in shock, but then the events from the previous day rushed back into his mind. He remembered the lightning storm, the cave, and its fluffy inhabitant, who stared at him right now. He was still stunned by the sheer size of the beast. The feral typhlosion was bigger than him and probably about twice his weight, a hulking behemoth of chub and muscle with imposing teeth and even fiercer claws. He considered himself incredibly lucky that the pokémon had accepted his presence and granted him shelter from the storm during their first encounter yesterday.

After Erik recovered from the initial surprise, the feral put a paw on his shoulder, tenderly pulled him closer, and licked him over his neck and chin, coaxing a trembling groan from the man. He was surprised that the typhlosion was still lying next to him, even though he seemed wide awake. Apparently, he had decided he would rather spend the morning cuddling with him instead of getting up and leaving the den, and that realization wrapped the hiker's heart in a cloud of fuzzy warmth.

However, it wasn't just tender affection Erik felt from the snuggling typhlosion. The feral's fat cock was draped over his thigh, lazily rubbing against his sweaty skin and his own morning wood. It was larger than his endowment in almost every way imaginable, twice as long and twice as thick. Its pink glans was adorned by a long, stretchy foreskin, and the thick, sweaty shaft was interspersed with throbbing veins. No wonder his jaw was still sore from getting face-fucked by that thing that night, and yet, the delicious sight made him drool and fantasize about more.

While the hiker was still ogling the impressive endowment, the feral typhlosion went into action. He unceremoniously climbed on top of Erik and wrapped his beefy arms and legs around him, burying him entirely under his hot, heavy body. He also slipped one paw under his partner's head and tenderly lifted it up to his face, rubbing his nose against his.

"Well, good morning to you too," Erik chuckled as the typhlosion parted his lips and began to lick him all over his chin and cheeks. It didn't remain at licking for long, though, as the typhlosion eagerly slipped his tongue into his mouth and extended the affection into a deep, sloppy kiss.

Erik groaned as the typhlosion's thick muscle twisted around his own tongue, meeting it in a wet, vigorous joust. At the same time, his burly partner also began to move his hips, rocking back and forth as he rubbed his imposing dong against him, grinding it against his cock and smearing a thick layer of warm, sticky pre over his sweaty abdomen.

Trapped underneath the massive, muscular fire type, the hiker sweated like he was in a sauna, but he didn't mind the oppressive heat and the heavy, steamy musk. On the contrary, they made him even harder, even needier, and even more receptive to the pokémon's intense affections. Finally, he overcame his horny awe and began to embrace his partner with everything he had to offer, splaying his legs and opening his mouth as far as possible.

The typhlosion acknowledged the hiker's submission with an enthusiastic grunt and rewarded him accordingly, intensifying his kiss and grinding. Every single thrust of the behemoth's hips shook Erik's body to the core, and he thrust his tongue even deeper into his mouth and down his throat.

Erik took the extreme kiss with a gag and a horny whimper. He couldn't breathe anymore with that fat, squirming muscle blocking his throat and bulging his neck, but that didn't stop him from sucking on it and drinking down the typhlosion's warm, wet saliva. To his lust-addled mind, it was the most delicious and intoxicating liquid he knew, the nectar of a fiery god, and he craved more. He clutched his hulking partner's head with both hands, holding him close and gorging himself with greedy gulps while the feral male unleashed his bestial lust upon him.

Emboldened by Erik's submission, the typhlosion mercilessly tongue-fucked his throat and rammed his hips forward in a frenzy, pouring wad after wad of precum over his partner's sweaty abdomen.

However, just as Erik was about to pop from the heated frotting and the relentless throat kiss, his cock tensing up in anticipation of sweet relief, the typhlosion suddenly stopped his ministrations. He pulled his girthy tongue out of the hiker's mouth, removed his fat, leaking dick, and got up from his sweaty body with a rumbling growl.

"Oh, come on! I was so close!" Erik complained and huffed as the pent-up tension dissipated into an unsatisfying void. Fortunately, his disappointment faded as quickly as it had come as the typhlosion continued his affections and began to lick across his sweaty chest, circling and flicking his tongue against his rosy little nipples before he made his way further down.

A powerful shiver raced through the hiker's spine as his furry partner plastered his belly and his navel with countless sloppy licks and kisses. Yet, the continued trickle of stimulation still wasn't enough to push him over the edge. No, it was just enough to keep him on the edge perpetually, and he realized that the feral was doing this on purpose. He wasn't able to think much about it, though, because the typhlosion's ministrations continued to cloud his mind, and they were only getting more intense.

Finally, the feral wrapped his massive paw around the hiker's throbbing meat and squeezed it hard enough to draw a squirt of pre from the tip. He also bent closer until his muzzle hovered just an inch above his leaking glans, his nostrils flaring and fluttering as he inhaled his partner's scent.

At this point, just a single lick would've been enough, but the typhlosion held Erik down with adamant force, not allowing him to move his dick a fraction of an inch while he delighted in his desperate response, his groans and whimpers, the rolling eyes and the vain attempt to thrust against that warm, sweaty paw pad.

"Please, let me cum!" the hiker moaned, for once cursing the fact that his feral partner was smart and kinky enough to edge him, to make him beg and struggle. But at the same time, he loved the hulking pokémon's delicate attention to bits.

The typhlosion's paw tightened even more as he continued his exploration, suppressing Erik's orgasm with a firm squeeze around the base of his cock while he shoved his nose into his curly pubes and huffed his aroma. Meanwhile, his tongue discovered a new target as it danced around the hiker's plump balls, wrapping them into a tight, slippery embrace and massaging them with broad, firm licks. It circled and brushed over them a few more times before it coiled around the base of his balls and finally guided them into his wet, hot maw.

Erik gasped as his entire sack got sucked into his partner's muzzle, and his voice resonated with a heavy, hearty moan as the feral swallowed, his squishy gums clenching around the sensitive tissue, tugging and dragging it even deeper into the moist cave. Then, he did it again, and again, gulping, slurping, and sucking on his nuts with an insatiable desire.

Once again, the hiker was trapped on the brink of ecstasy, his muscles tensing and his toes curling as he braced for the impending climax, and this time, the typhlosion granted him the touch of stimulation he longed for. He finally pulled his paw down, eliciting a guttural howl and a wet, mighty eruption.

Primed through the edging, Erik came harder and more than ever. His eyes rolled in the back of his head, his brain surrendered to a firework of bliss, his nuts clenched, and his dick pulsed in a frenzy, squirting ropes of thick, warm seed high into the air and painting his whole chest. He completely lost himself in hot bliss for another minute, reveling in the experience with mindless delight while the feral's gulps and squeezes coaxed every last drop of cum from his balls, emptying his reserves and massaging his mind with a permanent flood of pleasure. He could've ended up on another star right now, and he wouldn't have noticed.

However, the hiker did notice when his partner finally pulled his muzzle away from his sack, parting from the spit-soaked flesh with a moist slurp and pop. His orgasm faded away not long thereafter, and he dropped into a state of cozy, comfy afterglow, his entire body drenched in sweat and cum. "Wow, this was amazing!" he sighed, catching his breath with deep gasps and looking at his partner with a rapt smile.

The typhlosion licked his lips and returned the look with a mischievous sparkle in his eyes and an appreciative grunt. Then, he dropped between Erik's legs and slid his muzzle under his balls. The hiker groaned with surprise as the male's nose pushed against his pucker, sampling yet another whiff of his scent with a snort. Not a second later, he followed up his sniff with a lick, swiping the tip of his tongue around the tight ring.

Thanks to his orgasm, Erik was now hyper-sensitive, and the brief touch at his sphincter alone blessed his mind with enough stimulation to make him squirm and moan. However, this was only the beginning of the typhlosion's endeavor, and he pursued his initial lick with even broader and deeper caresses. He ran his tongue across the hiker's anus from side to side, up and down, utilizing the entire width of his muscle to soak the sensitive tissue with his spit and make his partner sing.

The feral's eager licks were almost too much for Erik to handle, showering his poor brain with nigh unbearable amounts of pleasure. Every swipe and brush of that thick, hot tongue spawned a dazzling explosion in his mind, and he knew that it was bound to delve even deeper soon, spawning even greater bursts of stimulation.

Yet, the hiker didn't want it to stop. He wanted the typhlosion inside him. So he spread his legs and loosened up, getting ready to receive the feral's tongue and hopefully soon even more than that.

The pokémon didn't have to think twice when his partner presented himself. He seized the opening and drove his prehensile muscle into Erik's butt, shoving and pushing it as far as he could reach. Lubricated by plenty of saliva, it glided a few inches deep on the first try, sliding far enough to rub against the hiker's pleasure bulb and spread his asshole wide open.

Even though Erik had anticipated the penetration, the force behind the initial insertion still took him by surprise, and he lost it when the fat tongue punched into his prostate. He cried out and arched his back, and before he got time to recover, the thick muscle inside his butt began to writhe and squirm with unrelenting might, forcing itself even deeper, spreading and stretching his slick, sensitive insides inch after inch. And with every passing moment, the pressure against his pleasure button intensified, reigniting and stoking his lust until he was as hard and needy as before his orgasm.

Eventually, the typhlosion's lips pressed against Erik's butthole and his tongue bottomed out inside his snug depths, filling him out substantially. In fact, when he glimpsed at his abdomen, he noticed that the feral's muscle was so massive that it formed a small, squirming bump on his abdomen, right underneath the throbbing tip of his erection. Even the pokémon's tongue was bigger than his own dick, and it was equipped with skills that no ordinary penis could match. So when his partner started to thrust his prehensile organ in and out, it kept wriggling and twisting inside him, turning the vigorous tongue-fuck into an unparalleled delight.

Erik lost himself in horny cries and moans, sluggishly stroking his partner's fluffy head while he ravaged his ass with his tongue. With an affection this intense, it was only a matter of time until he came again, but the fun wasn't meant to last as the typhlosion had other plans for the hiker. Once he had lubed his butt with ample spit, he pulled out and parted with a sloppy kiss on his loose, quivering asshole.

The hiker groaned with disappointment as the stimulation stopped, but when he recovered from his lusty stupor, he noticed that the typhlosion had risen and looked at him with a tilted head and a questioning grunt. At the same time, he tapped and rubbed his partner's wet asshole with the warm, sweaty pad of his paw.

The situation reminded Erik of the one they had been in last night, just before the typhlosion had pounded his face. He realized that his feral partner was making another request, and it didn't require a genius to figure out the details. The beast was done lubing his ass, and now he was eager to stuff him with his massive cock.

"You want to fuck me, don't you? Well, go ahead, big boy. You deserve it for all those lovely preparations~" Erik cooed and spread his legs up and apart, presenting himself to the furry behemoth. He was as ready as could be.

The typhlosion rewarded the hiker's response with a happy snort, his stubby tail wagging in a flurry as he crawled forward and climbed on top of him, again burying him under his massive, hot body and his soft, sweaty fur. As he settled, he gave Erik a big lick across the face and wrapped his paws around his torso, holding him as tight as he could, close enough that the man could sense the heartbeat in his vast chest.

In fact, Erik felt even more than just his partner's heartbeat. He also felt something hard poking against his butt. The typhlosion's tip was kissing his loose sphincter, teasing the sensitive tissue with its size and smearing a dribble of warm pre over the spit-lubed ring. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he looked at the feral with a mix of burning lust and profound affection as he wrapped his arms around him and patted him on the back. "Go ahead, I'm ready. Give it to me~" he told the male, closed his eyes, and exhaled.

While the pokémon probably didn't understand Erik's words, he understood their meaning nonetheless. His grip tightened, and he gently pushed his hips forward, inserting his massive cock into the hiker's snug hole.

The typhlosion's fat glans parted Erik's asshole with a lewd slurp, wrenching the tight ring wide open, further than it had ever been, and the hiker celebrated the feat with a deep, hearty moan. However, his partner obviously didn't stop there. His voice swelled with even greater lust as the feral shoved inch after inch into his ass, rubbing his massive erection against his prostate, squeezing it, crushing it to spawn an overwhelming storm of stimulation, and he dug his fingers deep into the male's back as it filled out his entire rectum, but he wasn't entirely in yet.

Where most of Erik's toys and previous partners had exhausted their means, the mighty beast on top of him could give him even more, and he didn't stop until he had bottomed out and his huge, sweaty balls rested against his butt, teasing him with their impressive weight. Only then did he grant the hiker a moment of peace to catch his breath, replenish his lungs, and process the onslaught of stimulation. "Fuck, you're big," he groaned and cupped his partner's head, kissing him right on the muzzle.

Erik felt fuller than ever before, everything from his anus to his guts stretched to capacity by the girthy, pulsing trunk of cock meat inside him. He could feel every twitch, the slightest movements, and even the hot dribble of pre spilling inside him while the typhlosion's cock literally bulged and distended his belly. Meanwhile, his own aching erection was trapped between his sweaty skin and his partner's furry belly, leaking and spreading his juices as he was already dangerously close to an orgasm, even though the typhlosion had just begun.

With a randy snort, the feral male pulled his hips back and began to fuck Erik's ass, eliciting a new song of pleasure from his throat. He didn't go particularly fast or hard, but with such insistence and depth that nothing would stop him, not even the hiker's clenching anus when he inevitably burst from the stimulation overload.

In fact, a single thrust was enough to trigger Erik's orgasm. He reared up and slung his arms around the typhlosion's powerful back, pulling the hot, furry body even closer as he squirted his cum all over himself. And while he was losing himself in the climax, the feral continued to pound him. Each thrust increased the volume of his cry and launched him into even greater spheres of pleasure while the male's massive cock worked his prostate like the piston of an engine, milking him from every last drop.

The typhlosion's persistence prolonged Erik's storm of rapture by a few more seconds, but his climax finally came to an end regardless, dropping him into a spot between cozy satisfaction and tingling oversensitivity. And as his senses were no longer shrouded in orgasmic bliss, they worked even more acutely. With every breath, he inhaled his partner's pungent, intoxicating musk and tasted his salty sweat and spit on his lips. Sweat streamed down every part of his body from the fire type's oppressive heat, his ears rang from the endless smacks and slurps of penetration and his partner's low, heavy growls of pleasure, and his entire ass burst with stimulation, every nerve ending and his prostate firing off a non-stop firework of pleasure.

It was almost too much to handle, tears welling up in Erik's eyes, but at the same time, he craved more, moaning with desperate need. His wordless demand fell on open ears. The typhlosion's red eyes gleamed with dominance as he picked up his pace. He plunged his fat erection inside his tight butt faster and faster until his bloated sack was swinging with so much force that it accompanied every thrust with an audible, resounding slap against the hiker's buttocks.

The wild rut overpowered and broke Erik in no time. One by one, his thoughts popped out of existence, and a mindless vortex of lust took control of his brain. He succumbed to the hulking feral and his fat schlong with an eager cry, happy to become his bitch, his tight, squirming fuck toy. There was no more tenderness left as the beast rammed his ass; there was only raw lust as he pumped his giant cock in and out in a horny frenzy, grunting and growling with crude passion while his claws dug into his back, adding a titillating pinch of pain to the ongoing storm of pleasure.

Minute after minute, the feral continued to hammer Erik's butt in a seemingly endless frenzy, stretching his guts and pummeling his prostate with his savage affection. The lair grew even warmer and damper, turning into a lewd sauna as the heat of their lovemaking dissipated into the musky air. Eventually, every breath was infused with the potent aphrodisiac, bathing the hiker's lungs and mind in his partner's addictive scent and making him rock hard, overflowing with arousal, dripping and drooling pre like a leaking faucet before he burst again.

Once again, a tremendous orgasm enveloped the hiker, making him cry and writhe with radiant bliss. By now, his drained nuts could only provide a single weak spurt of cum, but the lack of substance didn't impede his ecstasy in the slightest. The discomfort from his achingly empty balls was overshadowed by the feral's unabated affection, the bestial pounding, and a deep, passionate kiss as he pressed his muzzle onto his face and shoved his fat tongue deep down his gullet.

The moment the typhlosion's eager muscle reached the back of Erik's throat, radiant flames burst from his back, and he slammed his turgid rod inside him one last time before he joined his partner's effusive orgasm with a triumphant growl.

Tightly intertwined with the hulking pokémon and still riding high on top of his climax, Erik felt the full breadth of his partner's eruption. His huge flexing cock was stirring and stretching his guts and his massive breeding orbs were tightening against his reddened butt cheeks as they churned up a giant load. He gasped as the first burst of thick, hot cum shot into his guts, and he came even harder as even more spurts entered his depths in a tremendous flood.

Squirt after squirt, the productive feral continued to pump and pour a seemingly endless volley into Erik's guts, filling him to the brim and beyond. And once there was no space left, every nook and cranny coated by the male's warm, sticky cream, his belly rose and swelled with the excess flood, fattening and rounding with his partner's liquid love.

After a whole minute of bliss and non-stop pumping, the typhlosion's effusive eruption finally reached its end. The voluminous ropes faded into a trickle, his tight bear hug softened, and his tongue slipped back out of Erik's throat, allowing him to catch his breath and recover from the relentless filling. He snuggled with him a little longer before he tenderly pulled his softening erection out of his butt.

One final time, Erik groaned and clenched his fingers as the thick schlong rubbed along his prostate, showering him with warm tingles before it popped out of his gaping asshole with a lewd slurp and a gush of gooey cum. He sighed wistfully, feeling so disappointingly empty again. At least he still had a bellyful of semen to keep him company, the sheer amount of the warm, sloshing liquid giving him an outie bellybutton and making him look several months pregnant.

"Wow, this was absolutely amazing. I'm pretty sure I'll feel the consequences soon, but fuck, it was worth every second," Erik raved and grabbed the typhlosion's head, giving him another quick kiss on the muzzle.

The feral grunted and nodded in agreement, patting his back before he backed away and gave the man some space to breathe and recover from the heat.

"Either way, I sadly have to get going now. The trail is calling, and my supplies only last for so long," the hiker added with a wistful smile and sluggishly rose from the rocky ground to gather his belongings. Thanks to the toasty heat, his clothing was completely dry again, but as he picked up his boxer shorts, he realized that they were soaked with the male's musk. Apparently, he would smell like a randy, feral typhlosion for the rest of the hiking trip, but there definitely were fates worse than that.

As Erik put on his T-shirt, he realized again just how much the typhlosion had come because when he pulled it down as far as it would go, it still failed to cover the entirety of his heavy, sloshing cum belly, and he couldn't help but lovingly stroke and caress the sweaty dome. What a shame that this would soon be nothing more than a fond memory.

Finally, after the hiker had put on the rest of his clothes and his backpack, he stepped over to the typhlosion and hugged him. "Thank you for giving me shelter, and thank you for the entertainment. Farewell and all the best, my fluffy friend."

The typhlosion seemed to understand the significance of Erik's actions, as he reciprocated the hug with a gentle grunt and just as much passion, but he didn't attempt to hold him back. He also didn't seem very sad about it. On the contrary, the smile on his broad muzzle grew even bigger, and his tail wagged with unbroken enthusiasm as the hiker crawled out of his den.

Erik soon found out why the typhlosion wasn't fazed by his departure. He had already been walking for a couple of minutes when he suddenly heard a heavy snort behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that the hulking male had left his lair and was following him. "Oh, hey there! Haven't you had enough of me yet?" he chuckled and approached the fluffy feral, ruffling the fur on his head. "Well, if you want to tag along, be my guest." Apparently, he hadn't just gained a friend but also a companion for his journey, and while he didn't know how far the wild pokémon would accompany him, he would definitely cherish the company while it lasted.