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Connor was giddy with excitement as he got dressed. Normally, he'd never make the trek to Deadland Comics in the rain, since it was nearly a mile away, but a friend that worked there had informed him of news that had gotten him out of bed. It was news good enough to make him pull a shirt and some pants on, socks, shoes, the whole nine yards, and dash out of the house, wallet and card collector in his pockets. That's right; there was a card he'd been wanting for months now, it was finally on the shelves at Deadland Comics.

He was incredibly grateful to his friend, Jeremy, who worked there. The dude acted as his eyes and ears for cards as long as Connor bought him a coffee or something from the nearby cafe every week. It was quite a beneficial relationship, since, from Jeremy's hearsay, Connor was usually able to get some really good cards before the other two people in town that collected them... well, collected them.

His eye drifted towards the shortcut.

It was a shortcut that really wasn't worth taking most of the time due to the wild Pokemon that hung around it. Plus, it saved one all of five minutes walking, but if they were in a rush... Connor shook his head and continued onward. It was the middle of the work day, and the only real competition he had to worry about were usually at work or something dumb like that.

No need to rush.

Oh, who was he kidding? Connor was too excited not to rush. This card was playable in pretty much any deck, hadn't been printed for over ten years, and everyone wanted one or two of them. Most hardcore, white-knighting players didn't even consider you an actual card collector unless you had this specific card. So, needless to say, yeah, there was a bit of a rush.

Connor stepped onto the sidewalk, and smiled. He knew from experience and the fact that he took this path nearly every day that Deadland Comics was only five hundred steps away. Before he'd counted the steps, he knew he was getting close because of the sidewalk; the town he lived in didn't really have sidewalks on the backroads.

Before Connor knew it, he was there. The nice, dehumidified, air conditioned air of Deadland Comics was refreshing to say the least. He stepped inside and immediately made a bee-line to the counter, where he knew they kept the card he lusted after. There were a lot of cards the shop was trying to sell off, but they'd been there for so long that the new cards stood out easily, and within seconds, he found the one he'd been looking for.

The card was called, "Mana Crypt," and man, was it beautiful. His nose was nearly pressed against the glass as he knelt, looking at this wonderful card. Before long, the owner walked over and sat behind the counter. Jeff knew exactly what Connor was looking at. He unlocked the case and carefully took the card out, handing it to the eager, excited customer.

"Holy shit..." Connor whispered. Even touching it just felt... magical.

"Jeremy told me that, if need be, to get Machoke to throw anyone who wanted to buy that out. He was kinda insistent." Jeff leaned on the counter as the two looked at the card, like it was some kind of medical mystery and they were two doctors hell-bent on figuring out what exactly it was.

"I'd kiss him if he wasn't dating someone..." Connor mumbled, turning the card over in the light. Not a scratch on it, which tickled his stomach in a good way. This card was well worth the rather steep price tag.

There was no objection in his mind when he handed his card over. Even though the card was about a hundred and fifty dollars, it was worth every penny he spent on it. With a fierce, excited grin, Connor - with the grace and elegance of a Gardevoir - transferred the card to his own special case.

Jeff knew just how much this card meant to Connor and knew that the boy wouldn't want to get it wet, so, before Connor left, he was handed a rather special carrying case for the card. It looked expensive, and he was assured it was. Jeff told him to return it tomorrow or whenever he could, Connor promised he would. Then, he thanked Jeff and nearly ran out of the store.

He wanted to get home as fast as possible. Even with the waterproof, airtight case he had around the card, even with the big, secure case Jeff had given him, Connor wasn't a fan of what the weather might potentially do to the card. Dashing through the rain, he was suddenly glad he'd done track and field in high school.

When Connor got to the shortcut, it was a no-brainer.

Any time save would be one he'd take, short of swimming through the marsh back home. Connor dashed as fast as he dared through the woods, being careful not to slip on the weeds or dirt from the path. He rounded a corner and nearly had a heart attack as he saw what blocked his path.

Standing in front of him was a rather small, yet intimidating looking Mightyena. Connor gulped hard, shivering as he held the case close to his chest. Maybe if he walked backwards, real slow like, the Pokemon would leave him alone? Connor tried, but the Pokemon just growled harshly, and advanced towards him.

Connor let out a yelp and bolted the opposite direction, but was quickly set upon by Mightyena. He got all of five long strides before Mightyena tackled him to the ground. Fearing for the card's safety more so than his own, Connor huddled into a ball and held the case as if it was his own child. Let the Pokemon claw at him, just leave the card alone!

Thankfully, though, Connor was able to keep not only his card intact, but his skin and organs as well. After shaking for an embarrassingly long amount of time, he looked up and back, seeing that the Mightyena was sniffing around him. It seemed hard to believe that this Pokemon didn't want to eat him, but Connor didn't really sense it from him. He wondered why, and turned over so he was sitting on his rear and facing the Pokemon.

"Well hey there, buddy!" Conner cheerfully said. Mightyena instantly growled at him, so he dropped the friendly attitude for a more fearful one. "W-What do you need?"

Mightyena continued to growl, a deep, menacing thing, but shifted so Connor could see exactly what he needed. His eyes bulged as he looked at the Pokemon's fully aroused length, twitching and throbbing and leaking. It had a large, bulbous knot at the hilt of the shaft, one that almost reminded Connor of the one he had at home. The only difference was that Mightyena was much better than the one he got at Bad Dragonite.

"You... need some help there?" Was it wrong that he was somewhat hard?

Another growl. Was that really all Mightyena could do? Growl? Connor gulped, and scooted forward a bit, sitting cross-legged beside the Pokemon. He reached over, looking into Mightyena's red eyes for any signs of displeasure, and wrapped a hand around the base of his knot. It was actually pretty funny how fast the deep growl went to a soft whine as Connor squeezed.

The card carrying case was put down beside him, Connor hoped the Pokemon wouldn't try anything with it. With his hand now free, he wrapped it right above the knot and slowly began to stroke the Mightyena off. The natural lubricant or whatever made his cock so slippery from being in its sheath made it rather easy for his hand to slide back and forth. Connor would stroke up to the pointed, spigot-like tip and curl around it, making sure to get as much of the precum that spurted out as possible.

With each stroke, he found that, no, upon further inspection, Mightyena's length wasn't anything like the dildo he had back home. Whereas that one was always room temperature and needed lube, Mightyena's cock was warm. It was slippery from the stuff he shot out; no lube required! What was better than the dildo, even, was just how wonderfully real it felt. There certainly wasn't any silicone here.

"You like that?" Connor asked.

As he expected, Mightyena growled a contemptuous growl. So, Connor switched it up a little. He began to massage Mightyena's knot in his hand and stroked all of an inch from it with his other. After aiming the remaining length towards his mouth, Connor stuck the tip in and began to suck on it. He really seemed to enjoy this, if the humping and needy whining was anything to go off of.

Putting his tongue to work, Connor went about swirling it around Mightyena's spewing tip. Each time he licked, he felt another bead of precum blast into his mouth, giving his tongue a salty, musky coat of slippery goo. He couldn't help but swallow every few seconds; between all the saliva he was making and the precum, there was a lot of stuff in his mouth. That wasn't to say he didn't enjoy it, however, Connor loved every second of this. It was like his dildo, only... well, real!

Thankfully, Mightyena seemed content with just his tip being licked and sucked. Connor wasn't sure if he'd be able to suck more than three inches at most before gagging, and that was the last thing he wanted to do. For whatever reason, even though Mightyena was a Pokemon, Connor felt like he wanted to impress him. He didn't know why, but hey, it made him take another inch of cock into his mouth!

He began to bob on the Pokemon's length. It was oddly grueling to do, Connor wondered if he could actually take even three inches, but he was stopped when his fist suddenly slammed into his nose and lips. Of course, he'd forgotten he'd been jerking Mightyena off as well. Well, now he felt like a real dolt.

In a daring gesture, Connor stopped stroking Mightyena off. Wrapping his other hand around the Pokemon's sensitive knot, Connor began to give his very first blowjob. Whenever Mightyena got a bit too excited and started to hump, he'd grab behind the knot and hold the Pokemon still. It made it possible to take, yes, three, four, even five inches of musky, salty Pokemon cock into his mouth.

That wasn't to say that he used his hands solely in the defensive; Connor massaged Mightyena's knot often. He'd squeeze it, move his fingers all around, cup it in his palm and rub it. If the moans and yips from the Pokemon were anything to go off of, it was all Connor needed to do to him. He froze for a few moments, looking over at Mightyena.

Mightyena's face was screwed tightly shut. There was a seconds more pause before he gave a few more needy, desperate humps, and then, a cry. Connor's eyes grew wide as, suddenly, cum flew into his mouth, making him gag instantly. He quickly pulled off of Mightyena's spurting shaft, only to be hit in the face three or four times by solid ropes of thick, white cum. With a shudder, Connor began to stroke Mightyena as the tent in his pants grew tighter and tighter with each rope.

Once the powerful Pokemon was spent, Connor continued to slowly run his hand up and down his shaft. Thin strands of cum leaked out of his tip, so he put the tip back in his mouth and cleaned the Pokemon off, sucking what little there was out and swallowing. Mightyena growled, throbbing once more and, to his surprise, shot a mouthful of cum into him. Connor looked over at him and saw that the Pokemon was grinning.

After swallowing, he scooched back more and watched Mightyena as he sat down and began to clean himself. The sight was pretty arousing to watch and Connor, being as horny as he was, couldn't help but undo his belt. He palmed around under his underwear for a few moments before sliding them down, making a start to toy with himself.

It wasn't long before Mightyena noticed, and growled deeply. Connor stopped, watching his devious red eyes, not making a move. It seemed that, as the Pokemon looked at him, he grew limp as the seconds ticked by. Mightyena walked over to him and gave his groin a few curious sniffs. Then, he put a paw on his thigh and pushed him down.

Connor gulped and didn't make any move to go against Mightyena. The needy Pokemon was still aroused when he forced Connor onto his hands and knees. It was all he could do not to shiver as he felt Mightyena's weight on him, his tip beginning to rapidly grind against his asshole. It's just like his dildo at home, only a bit bigger, right?

When Mightyena penetrated him, Connor realized just how wrong that assumption had been. Whereas his dildo could be taken out if he went in too fast, Mightyena wasted no time in breaking his ass in. He thrusted in once, deeply, pushing his entire cock inside of Connor - minus the knot - and rapidly began to hump. Connor heard his needy moans over the cacophony of his own pained gasping.

Shivering, Connor grabbed at his card's carrying case and held it in his hands as Mightyena worked on him. It offered some, but not much, comfort to him. In a way, if this was the price he was paying for the safety of the card, so be it. It's not like he wasn't beginning to enjoy it, anyway. Just... even though it hurt, something about the sheer desperation of Mightyena made Connor hard as a rock.

Remembering how to deal with the kind of red hot pain he felt, Connor grabbed at his length and began to stroke himself off. It made him feel better almost instantly, he even began to enjoy the rough humping the yeen was doing. All he could hope for was that Mightyena didn't notice the pleasure he got out of just how rough he was being.

With a few yowling grunts, Mightyena forced his knot into Connor. The two of them whimpered, one from utter pleasure, one from the sheer surprise and pain he felt. Connor wondered, in those few seconds Mightyena remained still, if he was about to cum. He even became a bit excited at the thought, realizing that, surely, after a blowjob, and a knotting, that the Pokemon would be tired.

But no.

There was a snarl and instant, searing pain as Mightyena wrenched his knot from Connor's asshole. Again he yelled, squeezing his cock as hard as the pain demanded him to, but Mightyena didn't care. After another snarl, he forced his knot in, and then pulled it out. Connor's eyes grew wide with excitement; not only was Mightyena fucking him, he had decided to knot-fuck him as well.

It was painful, sure, but Connor didn't think of the pain. He thought about just how needy this Pokemon must really be, how much he needed to use his ass. With that knowledge in mind, Connor couldn't help but shudder in pained glee, starting to rub his length a bit faster. After a few more tight, arduous knottings, Connor was finally able to loosen up.

He shivered as Mightyena now slipped effortlessly, a hump, a push, a pressure, then an absence of that wonderful pressure. Each time Mightyena pushed himself all the way in, his furry balls could be felt smacking against Connor's own; the very thought gave him goosebumps. Let alone how it felt, he could hardly think of the card anymore, all he cared about was getting off.

Mightyena laid a bit further down his back, his warm, furry chest sending another round of goosebumps through Connor's body. How needy this creature was, that he'd fuck him like this, like Connor was another Pokemon. He pictured how it must look; a twenty something year old forced onto the ground by a wild Pokemon, furiously stroking his cock as the Pokemon rutted him like any other Pokemon. It almost made him feel woozy.

With a whine, Mightyena pushed himself all the way in. It was a normal thing that Connor was used to at this point, but instead of pulling it out, Mightyena just gave quick, shallow humps in his rear. His toes curled inside of his shoes as Connor realized what was happening; Mightyena was about to cum.

He didn't want to make it easy on the Pokemon, so with stout determination, Connor clenched as hard as he could. Mightyena started a bit, but snarled his name and forced himself up and back down Connor's warm, squishy walls. Just the realization that the Pokemon was close made his heart race; the thought of a fat load getting shot inside of him made Connor weak in the knees.

Mightyena soon clenched up himself, his cock giving a mighty throb, and then, warmth. Connor grinned, burying his face in his arms as the hot, sticky fluid gushed into him, everywhere felt warm. Each time the Pokemon's length throbbed, he felt another spurt gush against his walls, physically felt it!

It was more perfect than he could have imagined, so perfect, in fact, that Connor stopped rubbing himself. Instead, he just enjoyed how much better this was than some silicone dildo. The cum was real, not synthetic lube, the pressure he felt was real... everything was just so real and alive.

Mightyena, unfortunately, didn't last as long as he had the other time around, and, just as last time, certainly wasn't interested in staying tied with Connor. With a grunt, he ripped his cock from the warm hole he'd filled with his cum. As Connor pounded the ground with a fist - he'd clenched himself tight, so this time, his knot did hurt coming out - Mightyena began to lick his leaking behind. He had to admit that it did feel rather good and did take some of the pain away, however, not by much.

With a pained grunt, he pushed himself onto his knees and sat on his lower legs. Connor's cock sprung up from his thighs, pulsing rapidly; Arceus, he was needy. It was hard to do, but he twisted, and looked over at Mightyena. Eyes bulged when Connor saw that Mightyena's length was still throbbing hard as he cleaned it.

"Do you ever get soft?!" He nearly shouted.

Mightyena growled, but he didn't seem a little spent. Connor decided to have some fun with him instead of jerking off and leaving. Pain shot up his ass as he shuffled towards the lazy Pokemon. Grunting, he pushed Mightyena onto his back and was rewarded with a growl as he mounted the Pokemon.

Legs on either side, Connor scooched forward until Mightyena's twitching shaft was lifted and pressed against his belly. He felt the Pokemon's warmth as he took his own smaller cock in hand and pushed it against Mightyenas. Not only the warmth, but the feeling of having himself pressed against something as wet and slimy as his shaft... it felt nice. Even his knot rested on Connor's balls, nothing was left unattended.

Slowly he began, gripping the two of them with one hand as the other trailed down to Mightyena's musky ballsack. The fluids that spewed out of the larger shaft made it easy to stroke, which Connor was thankful for. As his hand brought such wonderful sensations to the two of them, his other gently squeezed and rubbed Mightyena's furry sack. It was warm, not as warm as his cock, but warm enough. Soft, too.

He pulled upwards, squeezing their lengths together as hard as felt right. Letting out a soft moan, Connor worked their tips together in the palm of his hand, bringing the other up to squeeze the lower halves of themselves in unison. Each time he worked a hand upwards, the sound of Mightyena whining made him grin; it seemed as if the Pokemon had a limit after all.

The last thing Connor wanted to do, however, was tempt fate. Mightyena had already knot fucked him, had already blown two massive loads in him and undoubtedly had a third to give as well. To be honest, the fact that the Pokemon was still hard scared Connor. What if he needed more after this? Would he be able to handle this Pokemon?

Thoughts like that were scary, so Connor pushed them out of his head and continued to frot with this Pokemon. Every now and again, he'd take both of their shafts in one hand and pleasure them individually. Connor already felt close, so he didn't do this often, but he couldn't deny that the wonderful squelching of Mightyena precum sounded amazing in his ears.

His dominating partner seemed to feel the same. Already, his once translucent precum was turning a more milky-white, a sure sign he was close as well. Even though his own pleasure felt astoundingly delicious, and better than anything he'd ever been able to bring himself on his own, Connor couldn't stay away from Mightyena's length.

It was just... so real! It felt amazing on his hands, often he'd forgo his own pleasure for the sake of touching him, holding him, stroking this well endowed Pokemon. His knot was hard as a rock, yet squishy, slimy, warm. He loved holding it at the base, and jerking him off as fast as possible. It was fun watching Mightyena squirm.

Normally, if Connor hadn't touched his dick constantly when he jerked off, it got soft, and somewhat sad. Now, however, he could go minutes without the slightest sensation, yet his erection never went away. It was always hard, waiting there for his hand to come back and give some much needed pleasure.

It was actually getting a little overbearing. Connor needed release more than anything else. His groin felt like it had a heavy weight on it, his tip leaked to much of his own pre that it wouldn't have been surprising if it matched Mightyena's output. Worst of all, try as he might, Connor couldn't get more than ten quick strokes before his mind told him to stop.

Truth be told, this edging was what needed to stop. Connor used both hands to bring the two of them together. Unlike last time, he began to thrust. The sensitive underside of his cock rubbing against Mightyena's own shaft, the pressure, the movement of thrusting against something, it let his imagination run wild for all of five seconds before he felt it.

Connor moaned a slew of curse words - odd, since he almost never made a sound when he came - and let go. As he grunted with each blast of cum, Connor became legitimately surprised. He rapidly stroked his shaft off, pulling more cum from himself than he'd ever seen before. In the end, all in all, he'd counted ten thick ropes of cum, most landing on his belly and thighs, but a lot of it got on Mightyena's cock as well.

Even though he felt lightheaded, Connor remembered his duty to the Pokemon. With a shudder, he let his own shaft go soft, and scooped some of the cum off of his belly. He used it, as well as the precum from Mightyena, to jerk the knotted cock in front of him as fast as he could. As he expected, Mightyena panted, whined, kicked out with his legs, and humped faster than ever.

Surely enough, he howled a moment later. Connor was taken aback for a third time at just how much cum Mightyena seemed to have in his balls. At this point, at this rate, if he'd shot a load three times by himself, Connor would be running dry. Yet Mightyena was an untapped well of cum, it seemed, judging by the amount of it he shot.

The two of them panted for a few moments of utter bliss as Connor rubbed their cocks together, slowly, sensually. He got off Mightyena, crawling on his hands and knees towards the card's carrying case when all of a sudden he felt weight on him. Confused, he looked back, but was quick to wince in pain; Mightyena began to hump him again.

"What the actual fuck!?" Connor cried out as Mightyena forced himself back inside of him. "How are you still fucking going?"

Mightyena just growled and humped him. At this point, he didn't really want to be fucked again. The last time he had been, Mightyena had been less than gentle with him, but that didn't seem to matter to the Pokemon, currently. He didn't understand just how Mightyena had mounted him after his third orgasm, couldn't understand the libido of this Pokemon.

Connor got comfortable on his elbows when he realized that he'd be here for a while. If there was one thing he knew for sure about Mightyena from the time he'd spent with the Pokemon, it was that he took his time mating. Each thrust was fast, sure, but there was a certain apathy in them that made him question if Mightyena had much more interest in him.

He reached down and fondled his length, surprised to find that he was hard. Connor thought about it for a few strokes as he began to play with himself until a realization flashed through his mind. Maybe he liked just being used as a fuck-toy for a horny Pokemon? Just the mental image he had of Mightyena suddenly turning around and leaving him with an assful of cum... it made his cock throb.

Cursing his arousal and new found fetish, Connor began to thoroughly enjoy the large Pokemon cock ramming in him. His hand wrapped around himself and squeezed, looking down he saw that precum was leaking from his sore length already. He'd just shot his load, though... why was this such a turn-on for him?

Biting his cheek, Connor continued to stroke himself off. With each quick, rapid pull of his inches, his mind drifted further and further to Mightyena. His infatuation with the lack of care he took in humping him... Mightyena wasn't here for him, he didn't care about if he hurt Connor or not, all the Pokemon wanted was to relieve his balls inside of him. Whether that was forceful, or lackadaisical like it was now, it didn't matter to him.

Again, his cock throbbed when he came to the conclusion that he was just a biological sex toy for Mightyena. Connor stroked his cock harder and harder as he thought about it, about how little he meant for him. He clenched around Mightyena, hoping to make the Pokemon work a bit more, and he did, but he also growled a lot. There was a paw with exceptionally sharp claws at his back, threatening to dig in if he didn't stop.

Like any good sex toy, Connor obeyed. He loosened himself up, much to Mightyena's pleasure. The Pokemon doubled down on him, pushing Connor forward from the ferocity of his thrusts. It seemed as if his resistance had roused something in Mightyena, since he began to hump a lot harder now.

Connor moaned, grunting with each thrust as his enormous length pushed against his prostate. It made him throb, it made him leak, his own shaft was soon slick with his precum. The schlicks and schlucks his hand made as it quickly moved up and down his shaft were incredibly arousing to hear; Connor wasn't sure if he was more turned on by that, or the sounds of a wet ballsack smacking against his rear.

Either way, this was leagues better than the dildo back home. Connor wanted Mightyena to come home with him, he wanted this whenever he felt like getting railed. Maybe he'd ask Mightyena once the Pokemon was finished using him. Maybe then Mightyena would feel like coming home with him. As for now, he tried to be the most willing sub a horny, dommy Pokemon like Mightyena could ask for.

When Mightyena began to knotfuck him again, Conner came right then and there. There was just something about the ferocity of it all, something about Mightyena's snarling grunts, the thick knot popping in and out of him, it sent him flying over the edge. He collapsed in the mud as rain trickled down on him, jerking his length, what little cum there was in his balls leaked out.

With that, he was finished. Connor had no more in him, whether it was energy to go on, or cum to shoot out. He was done. Whatever Mightyena wanted to do to him, Connor wouldn't resist. Not that he ever had in the first place, but now especially. With a shiver, he took the large knot again and again.

Time seemed to stop when Mightyena finally shoved it in, and left it in. Connor didn't move, he was still allowing himself to be used however the Pokemon saw fit. Unsurprisingly, Mightyena howled, warmth spread into his rear again. He was being used for a glorified cum dumpster, and that was fine with him.

Instead of pulling out, however, Connor noticed that Mightyena was keeping his knot lodged firmly inside of his prey. He pulled his face out of the mud and looked back at Mightyena; he was either still shooting his spunk into his stretched, cummy hole, or he was asleep. Had this really been what Mightyena wanted all along? To just fall asleep, knotted?

At least he was warm, Connor though, and the rain had stopped. He pulled the card case close to him, using it as a hard pillow. Might as well get comfy; something in Connor's chest told him that Mightyena wasn't yet done with him.