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A pikachu and zangoose stood across from each other. Bolt (the pikachu) glared with cold rage at the zangoose (Slash) who'd recently begun encroaching on his turf. Because of his size, Bolt had to work extra hard to establish himself as the undisputed alpha in the area, so he wasn't all too surprised to find a cocky zangoose smirking down at him.

"A lot of land for not a lot of man," Slash sneered.

Bolt rolled his eyes and said, "Oh, first time I've heard that one before." He started circling the other mon, who followed his lead in lockstep. "I thought zangeese were pack animals. What happened to yours? Kicked out for being an annoying shit?" No one had much info on this intruder, only vaguely mumbling that he had a 'unique fighting style' of some sort, so Bolt figured he could taunt and prod for info simultaneously.

"Something like that," Slash said with a grin. Not a lot of info, or much of any rise. Frustrating. Zangeese were known for being easy to provoke, but Bolt learned long ago not to trust those kinds of assumptions. Hell, he was quite the exception himself in a lot of ways. "You said you're the alpha, yet all I've heard about you is how great your ass is." Speaking of which.

The taunt gave Bolt a bit of pause. He wasn't ashamed of servicing as much as he serviced in the slightest--he wanted everyone to feel as safe and happy as possible--but it certainly wasn't what he expected before a fight. "Just looking for a fuck?" Bolt chuckled. "All you gotta do is ask." He eyed the sheath between the zangoose's legs to see a hint of pink peeking out. "And submit, obviously." It was going to be that kind of fight, then.

"I don't think so," Slash said. He dropped one paw to knead the package poking out of its hiding spot. "I've got ways of making little bottoms like you beg."

Bolt smirked. So this is what they meant by 'unique fighting style'. He stopped to turn and slap a paw across his ass cheek. "Come and get it, big guy," he yipped. The moment he heard paw touch grass again, he blared a bright Flash from his other set of cheeks.

"Ow, fuck!" Slash cried, and he cried again when Bolt slammed his full weight into his chest.

Slash hadn't hit the ground before Bolt had his paws all over those white man-tits. "Damn, even for a zangoose, you're pretty chubby," he purred. He took a moment to feel those hefty pillows squeeze into each paw, fluffy fur giving way to squishy fat giving way to a hint of tough muscle. "Just like I like 'em." Bolt ran his tongue along his lips as he traced a paw along a particular nub sticking out of the chest fur and started salivating when he felt a hard little ball under Slash's nipple: a mammary. "Just how I like 'em."

A claw dove into his ass; Bolt didn't bother resisting. He looked up to see the zangoose looking right back at him, and they quickly got to work. Bolt teased that nipple with his claws, tracing around and over it while Slash started prodding his claw in, then dragging it out. Bolt leaned down to drag his tongue across the nipple with a purr to vibrate it while he felt the hard nub in a sea of delicious fur. A bit musky, but well kept enough to stay pleasant.

Slash's eyes twitched as Bolt wet his nipple, and Bolt grinned. The claw got a bit more desperate pushing into his ass, and Bolt used his murr of pleasure to make it that much sexier when he started sucking that nipple dry. The pikachu might be better at keeping his cool, but he had to admit Slash was no slouch.

Slash wasn't just stabbing into his ass but teasing him with a bit more length, a bit more pressure, a bit more time every prod. That skill manifested in exactly the way it was meant to as Bolt felt his own rod begin creeping out of its sheath and slide between their bellies. He might've teased the zangoose for his weight, but he wasn't a lightweight either (for his size).

"You're pretty good with that mouth of yours," Slash said. Bolt looked up and saw his countenance had hardened all the way back up. The claw dove into his ass so the rest of his paw could grip his ass better. "I've got a better use for it, though." Slash wrapped his other paw around Bolt and yanked him back while Bolt whimpered. An intense, warm ache of pleasure sent stars through his vision when Slash rocked that claw against his prostate.

Bolt had let his guard down, and his ass was paying the price of that mistake. He found out his mouth was hanging open when Slash shoved his barbed rod down the pikachu's throat. "Didn't even gag, wow. You must do this a lot for an alpha," Slash jeered.

Bolt blinked some sense back into himself. Slash had him in quite a hold, but Bolt couldn't help noticing he'd gotten the zangoose fully hard without touching his cock. As impressive as the claw-fucking was, it only got Bolt's head out of his sheath. Bolt shot a smirk (or, as close to one as he could manage with his mouth around a cock) that said, even with all the control this hold had, he was still the one in control.

This proved to be a mistake. Barbs scraped Bolt's throat and mouth as Slash pulled him back and then slammed back into him like a fleshlight, and rubbed the pikachu's prostate while he pressed him hard against his thick fupa. Slash let out a mewl of pleasure, and Bolt found himself doing the same.

To get in his opponent's head, obviously. Sex was simply more fun when your partner's having a good time, and he needed to show this (not so) little upstart who was the undisputed champ. So, he let Slash squeeze his chubby belly while he pulled the chu off his cock and tightened his throat around those scratchy, delicious spines. Strategically. And Bolt heaved purrs out of his chest when slammed him against Slash's groin while having a claw massaging his prostate to get a tail--leg up, and the pre leaking out of his half-hard cock was... for...

...okay, fine, he liked it. Bolt had always taken control when mating, whether giving or receiving, because of his status. He already got shit for using more than his dick in sex as an alpha, so he made up for it by totally dominating in sex, and everyone was more than happy to let him since he was such a doting dom. Getting mon-handled like this, though, having his throat fucked while he squirmed in Slash's paws to feel more cock rather than squirming to get free sent as humiliation to his cheeks as it did heat to his groin.

Still, he had a job to do. Gratification aside, Bolt had to protect his pack (including a good many of his offspring) and rein in this sexy menace. He swirled his tongue around as many barbs as he could while Slash again pulled him almost all the way off and sucked a nice helping of pre out of his dick. When Slash slammed him back down, though, he slapped his hands on the zangoose's hips and sent a wide, debilitating charge through him.

Jolts of paralysis shook through Slash and, thanks to the inertia of slamming Bolt against his groin, he fell straight back. Bolt slapped the paw around his belly away and pulled himself off that red, spiky rocket with a stretch and a sigh.

"Ah, thanks," he taunted. "I really needed that. A lot of pokémon are afraid to get that rough with an alpha." He carefully stepped forward to let the claw schlorp out of his ass. "I might consider letting you do that some more." Slash panted in frustration as he tried to force his paralyzed limbs to move without any success. "After you submit, of course."

Even though he couldn't move his limbs, Slash could still stare down at Bolt with nuclear rage. That rage softened slightly for a moment when Bolt wrapped a forepaw around his shaft, and it came back with a vengeance when the chu grabbed the fuzzy balls beneath with just a bit too much force.

Bolt squeezed his paw around the dick and milked a good helping of pre out. "Oh, you like it when I'm rough?" he asked, letting all the pre run down the rod. "Or is that the paralysis talking?" Slash growled out slurred objections. Bolt laughed and sent a soft pulse of electricity through the spiny dick to turn those growls into howls so loud the entire forest could hear. Luckily, they were all familiar enough with Bolt to know no one needed help.

Now, Bolt had plenty of tricks for keeping a dick hard for convincing subs they loved certain treatments, but he quickly realized he didn't need to resort to any of them. "Oh, so that's why you were so eager to get to me," he taunted. Slash's dick hadn't softened in the slightest from the shock. It hardened.

"Fuck you!" Slash shouted.

Bolt shot another shock through his dick and licked the new load of milky, thickening white that pulsed out. "I already let you, though," he said. "Don't worry." Slash's eyes shot open when Bolt gave another, pointed squeeze to his family jewels. "I'll make sure my turn is just as fun for you as it is for me." Slash looked down with desperate, silent pleas. For mercy. Peace. Surrender.

All of those pleas went unanswered; Bolt sent a positive charge to one paw, a negative to the other, and shot a shock straight from the balls to the head. The electricity and arousal worked together to make Slash's dick twitch like mad as a mix of pleasure and pain tingled through it. More and more pre squirted out with every involuntary clench, so much that it ran right down Bolt's paw, down the sheath, and all the way to his other paw.

"S-stop," Slash begged with notably less conviction than before.

"Do you really want me to, though?" Bolt taunted with a grin.

"Please!" Slash screamed.

A sadistic laugh rumbled out of Bolt's throat as Slash sprayed like a fountain. "Oh, I'll please all right," he cooed. Another pulse shot through Slash's equipment and charged all those little swimmers to yank them up to his paw while he leaned his cheeks in to lick those fuzzy orbs clean. He started running his paw along Slash's rod while sending a little shock with every stroke and nuzzled his cheeks against that wonderful, faintly musky, zangoose taint. Little charges started bouncing from spine to spine as they grew stronger.

After taking a deep whiff in, he blasted a bolt out of his cheeks and into Slash's. Slash, yet again, screamed loud enough for the entire forest to hear as a sticky load shot out of his balls, up his dick, then right on top of Bolt's head. Even through the tremors of electricity shocking nerves, Bolt felt the tell tale shakes of an orgasm wiggle through Slash and grinned wide.

"See? Told you you'd like it!" he muffled into Slash's ass. Before Slash could give an impotent retort, Bolt sent another storm of shocks alternating with his cheeks and paws. The charges eventually grew strong enough to meet and started spidering through Slash's prostate, shocking seizures of pleasure right out of the source while Bolt tortured him with painful pleasure.

Even extended through shocks, though, Slash's orgasm couldn't last forever, and just as well. Bolt had made his point, so now he had to take care of himself. He pulled his face out of that delectable swamp and shivered as he felt the cum drip down his back.

"Arceus," Bolt moaned. "I sure hope you'll consider joining my pack, hot stuff." Having an entire load sprayed on top of him felt so miserably degrading that his dick throbbed just from the warm load sizzling down his neck to his stripes.

Slash gave no answer to the proposition. Instead, his eyes tried desperately to look behind themselves while pleasure flushed his face. Bolt looked at the dick still in his paw, saw even more of the load dripping down, and wanted to paint his face with it.

He shrugged and said, "Why not," then wiped the messy cock off on his cheeks. He dragged one side on each cheek first, sending taunting little tingles through it every time his red patches met it, then squeezed more cum out of the tip to taste and squirt right between his eyes. That tangy stench filled his nose and throbbed his dick so hard that the paw that went to jerk it became little more than a sexy, pleasurable formality.

A shock of humiliating arousal shot through Bolt when he looked up to see Slash glowering down at him. He'd seen everything. "You're quite the cockslut of an alpha," Slash sneered.

Bolt grinned wide enough to drip the cum on his cheeks over his lips. "I am!" he cheered. "And you just love that about the one who's dominating you, don't you?" Slash humphed and turned away as his cheeks blushed in response. His legs wiggled as some control returned, but he still couldn't move more than a twitch. "I gotta say, you did help me discover a brand new kinda fun I like."

To prove his point, Bolt leaned in to nuzzle Slash's dick with love and reverence. "But!" he said. "Unfortunately, I've still gotta punish you for walking in like you own the place." Slash's dick twitched at that, making even more embarrassment flush his face. You'd be forgiven for thinking his scar covered his entire face.

With one last affectionate peck, Bolt hopped over Slash's leg and rolled him over onto his belly. Despite their size difference, this didn't exert the little mouse at all (he was an alpha). "Ass up," he commanded, wriggling under Slash to lift his pelvis up in the air. "Legs down." His tail went to jerk them into place only to find them perfectly in position.

For now, Bolt held back the teases he could make from that and stepped away to admire his handiwork when a chuckle rolled out of his mouth. Slash had his fluffy tail covering almost every inch of that ass. "Tail up," Bolt said.

Slash grumbled but reluctantly obliged, and Bolt whistled at the sight. The zangoose showed some of his chub up front, but he had a huge, fat pillow of an ass. "Palkia, that's huge," Bolt balked. Beautiful. He almost didn't want to disturb those placid, squishy cheeks.

Almost.

With one paw stroking his dick, he walked over to Slash's side and flicked his tail into iron. With one smack, Slash moaned while another glob of leftovers spilled out of his cock. "Someone's a slut for punishment," Bolt giggled, and Slash's dick throbbed at the tease. Bolt felt himself harden as he slapped his iron tail across Slash's cheeks again.

The spanks started soft enough, light and loud, but Bolt couldn't help getting harsher, and Slash didn't seem to want to complain either (the screams didn't count). Bolt spanked it again and again, watching those huge melons ripple like water balloons as he smacked them harder. Right as he noticed the ripples start reaching Slash's belly, he heard a needy little request that wasn't quite loud enough to overcome the spankings.

"What was that?" Bolt asked with a sly grin. While Slash got a little bit louder, Bolt couldn't hear him over the mesmerizing sight of his belly jiggling. "I can't hear you!"

Another spank smashed into Slash right as he was about to whisper again, turning his mumble into a scream, "Harder!"

Bolt licked his lips. "The bigger they are," he mumbled with glee. One twist back, he hopped up to spin around and smash all of his weight into the next spank. It took a lot of self control not to stroke himself harder when he heard Slash's needy moans spike with every slap. He smacked a good few hundred moans out and then turned to smack his tail into Slash's side and send the zangoose tumbling back onto his back. "The harder they fall."

A haze of pleasure hung over Slash's face, and Bolt felt a tingle of joy at seeing his once opponent so happy. As much fun as it was to 'defeat' someone, he loved making them happy the most. He made his way back around to between Slash's legs and flopped his cock up against the other. Even standing on the ground while Slash's had a bountiful ass to sit atop, Bolt's cock towered over it in length and girth.

"Holy shit!" Slash screamed.

"Yeah," Bolt giggled. "Mew blessed me a bit." His massive cock was quite the anomaly that put him on the map as an alpha, at least initially. Nearly as long as he was tall, he was lucky to be a grower. It looked normal flaccid, but it turned into a monster extremely quickly. "Now, I could either leave you here until the paralysis wears off, and you can run away with your tail between your legs, or--"

"Please fuck the shit out of me with that," Slash interrupted.

Bolt bit his lip. "So glad you can see reason," he keened. He bent over to slide a claw into his tip and tease out some pre, and that unclogged whatever dam had been there. A nice stream of milky white he'd accumulated during his ministrations leaked out for him to rub all the way down to his knot.

Slash, for his part, pulled his hindpaws back enough to bring his ass just barely off the ground. With a nod of approval, Bolt hopped up to hang from those delicious, pliable thighs and rocked forward to stab his dick into Slash's ass.

The tight ring gave barely any resistance, yet still managed to have a strangle hold on his dick. Bolt murred out in pleasure while Slash spewed out moans. All the strength left his knees, and Slash's ass smashed right back down to the grass. Bolt landed with grace and slammed his dick that little bit deeper. He felt his head press against a walnut and watched another orgasm start shaking through Slash.

Before he missed his chance, Bolt pounced forward to strangle Slash's dick into cumming all over his face. He stroked Slash and rocked his dick out, deeper in, out, even deeper in to milk as much cum onto his face as possible. His cock throbbed harder with every splash across his face, straining against Slash's prostate, making even more cum burst out of Slash's dick-turned-fountain. The stream started slowing down when Bolt's face was a goopy mess of white with suggestions of yellow and red sprinkled in, but the horny chu still wasn't satisfied.

With one paw still stroking, he started thrusting deeper and used his other paw to send a shock through Slash's prostate to his dick. All at once, another orgasm crashed through Slash while the zangoose cried out in helpless pleasure. Bolt licked his lips only for more cum to drip into his mouth.

Bolt rocked his head back and released Slash's cock to start rubbing the cum into his fur like soap. He felt a deep ache start burning in his dick and started thrusting in earnest. Slash didn't have any words left, either, moaning mindlessly in pleasure while Bolt dug deeper and deeper until his knot started smacking against Slash's pucker.

Slash was so tight it almost hurt, but by the time Bolt had gotten his knot to the entrance, all the pain had turned to a burning ache of pleasure. Shocks of need coursed through him as he smacked his knot against the already stretched pucker, and he felt his ancient programming start taking over. On principle, he never knotted someone on the first time since he didn't really need to do that to get off.

However, every moan from Slash made that stabbing ache of need in Bolt's knot harsher and harsher until he believed that if he couldn't get that knot in, he would literally die. So, Bolt dragged his hips all the way back and slammed his entire length into Slash. His momentum slowed for just a moment when his knot hit the pucker, almost stopped, but Bolt managed to jam more and more of the knot through the hole until it passed the halfway point and sloped back down, making Slash's pucker yank it the rest of the way in when it clenched.

The burning ache in his knot splashed into a warm sea of relief all throughout his body in waves. Bolt moaned out mewls of pleasure as his balls tensed, yanked up almost into his pelvis, and squeezed themselves as they squirted all the cum they had out. He felt the sloshing ocean splash through his prostate and out his cock into Slash. The already warm passage tingled as his electrified cum filled it.

Bolt rested against Slash's groin and hugged the zangoose's dick with starry eyes. He smeared his cum-soaked face against it and drank deep of that delicious musk. A wonderful mix of his own sweat, cum, and Slash's filled his nostrils and sloshed another load from his balls. What a catch Bolt had tamed.

He would cum five more times before they finally managed to pull his dick out of Slash's wonderful, pillowy ass.