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Alex moved to one side, looking over Lum. The lucario was bedecked with a short shawl around his shoulders. Festive red with white, fluffy trimming, two gold buttons connected by a green ribbon above Lum's chest spike. Alex gripped the garment, straightening it a little, then brushing some blue fur from the red material.

"Don't be so huffy. You only have to wear it for a few hours, and you know how much my mom adores you both wearing her outfits. Tradition and all..." Alex mumbled, lacking conviction in his words. The large trainer was dressed in his own garish sweater, another craft made by Ann, Alex's mother.

Lum nodded a little. He never really minded wearing clothing. Brandon had so many outfits and accessories for Lum, like his service apron he wore at work. But Brandon's purchases were made specifically for Lum, and the material was so pleasant against his fur. Not the stiff, over-starched fabric, dyed a garish red for the holiday.

"Perfect. Now..." Alex lifted a Santa hat from the bed, setting it atop Lum's head, balanced between his tall ears. "You're ready to go!" Alex glanced to his phone, to the map on the screen. "And they'll be here any minute."

Alex turned to look over Coal. She was wearing a Santa hat as well. Rather than a shawl, the fire Pokémon was sporting a knitted scarf. Also hideously red, bright against Coal's dark black scales, and starkly brighter than the inner red of her wings. White snowflakes were stitched in along the garment, and both ends had tassels and jingle bells.

"And you're just gorgeous as ever." Alex cooed, kissing Coal briefly afterward. Coal pushed into the kiss, a soft hiss on her breath. Her tongue pushed at Alex's lips, only to be interrupted by jingling.

Looking aside, Coal spotted Lum's paw on her scarf. It shook up and down again, making the bells jingle more. Lum had a big, bright grin, quickly snatching his paw back when Coal swiped at him.

Alex caught the charizard's wrist, tutting his tongue. "You two are worse than my siblings, I swear!" He pulled Coal's arm toward him, kissing the black-scaled back of it. "I know you're all pent up and frisky... but I promise it'll be worth it later, mm?" Alex cooed, briefly kissing Coal's lips again. She returned the kiss once more, sans tongue the second time.

Alex reached out and groped Lum, squeezing his sheath base. A loud 'Yip!' escaped the lucario, his hips quickly humping against the teasing paw. But Alex's hand was already gone, leaving Lum's tip pushed from his sheath and knot partially swollen.

"And I know you're just in the same boat young man. So don't go teasing Coal." He looked between the two Pokémon, shaking his head after. "If you two don't behave tonight, we'll just have to leave you two here. No Pokésex party for bad Pokémon."

Lum whined and bowed his head, hands folding politely in front of his bulging sheath. Coal nodded in return, then licked over Alex's cheek.

"Good. Now you get that under control," Alex gestured to Lum's peeking shaft, "And get ready for my family. They're probably already pulling up the driveway." With that, Alex left the bedroom.

"You better behave." Coal growled, looking down at her smaller companion. "I am getting Arcanine dick tonight, and I will destroy you if you ruin that for me." She hissed in Pokémon.

"Yeah yeah..." Lum grumbled, rubbing at his ear. "At least you don't have to head out there with a load in your butt and pretend like it's not." Lum puffed, his tail giving a few swishes as he focused, willing his overly-sensitive shaft to relax and return to its sleeve.

"You woke Brandon up grinding your ass on his erection. Did you really think he'd wait until the party tonight?" Coal growled, tugging and adjusting her scarf. She side-glanced at Lum's mostly-calmed knot bulge, and the slick tip of his sheath. Coal's tongue traced her lips before she forced herself to turn and leave the room.

"No..." Lum smiled, thinking of the morning session again. There was something to getting pinned and fucked into the bed first thing in the morning. Particularly when he ended up with his trainer and trainer's husband on either end. And as much as he grumbled, he did get an erotic twinge of pleasure carrying Brandon's cum under his tail. Lum seemed to be getting a bit too into some of the fetishes Brandon and his friends involved the Lucario in. Those thoughts, however, did not help the issue of Lum's arousal.

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Once alone, Lum could quickly regain his composure. He wiped his thumb over his sheath tip, licking the fluids gathered off his finger. He headed to the door, following the path Alex and Coal had. Just in time, as he heard the front door opening. Lum paused in the hallway, looking to the door to Brandon's office. Lum took a step closer, quietly opened the door, and peeked in.

A soft 'yip' sounded out, but was quite unnecessary, Brandon fully aware of Lum's presence.

"I heard. Sending this last email, then I'll be out." Lum's trainer responded, eyes glued to his computer monitor. Lum nodded in response, shutting the office door, and resumed his journey to join Alex.

Alex's family arriving was always a spectacle. Ann was nearly as tall as her son, only slimmer. And considerably louder. And, of course, charizards. As much as Lum loved Coal, charizards were such a hassle. Especially when greeting each other.

Stepping into the entryway, Lum spotted Ann hugging Alex. Beside them, Coal had grappled paws with Ann's charizard, and Coal's mother, Scotch. Lum stood near the hall's entry to the house's entryway, watching. Ann's chatter and extolling how she missed Alex was paired with the growls and snarls of charizards, until both reared back. Two thick charizard skulls bashed together, hard enough Lum could feel it at such a distance, Santa hats sent flying. Lum grunted in distaste, rolling his eyes as the charizards hugged.

Finally, the rest of the family stepped in. The second entryway door swung open as Alex's step father, Eddie, pushed it open. Eddie was considerably shorter than both his wife and Alex, and was followed closely behind by their children and Pokémon. Lum had expected the two small humans- Will, Alex's younger brother, and Emma, the youngest of the family. What he hadn't expected were two charmeleons following, a torchic on Emma's shoulder, and a tiny, bright yellow-orange charmander clinging to Eddie's chest and shoulder.

Coal seemed to notice at the same time, moving from Scotch to the two charmeleons. She sniffed between them, then eyed the shiny charmander curiously. It was the smallest charmander Lum had ever seen. Its nature seemed to match its size, as he squeezed tighter to Eddie and hid his face against Eddie's neck.

A gasp caught Lum's attention. Emma had finally spotted him. The young human ran over to Lum, launching herself at the steel type. Lum turned his body away slightly, catching Emma against his side, avoiding his chest spike. Emma giggled and laughed, hugging tight around Lum's neck, Lum's arms hugging around her back. She was certainly bigger than last year, but her feet still didn't reach the ground while clinging to Lum. Just barely. The torchic on Emma's shoulder peeped curiously, inches from Lum's face.

Emma did release and slip back down to the ground soon enough, so she could babble away to Lum. Lum's eyes focused on her hands as they dashed around, trying to read and keep up with her signing. He lifted his paws, responding best he could. Lum's limited digits, compared to a human's, meant Lum had to simplify and alter signs in some cases. But he and Emma had a rapport that let them talk well enough. Regular video calls between Alex and his family helped. Lum smiled, learning about all the young human's adventures and updates since he last saw her. And how Ann finally gave in and allowed a Pokémon outside the charmander line into their family.

A paw rested against the back of Lum's head, rubbing. Lum glanced up and arf!'d affectionately to Brandon, then returned his gaze to Emma. The youngest of Alex's family had become distracted as well, smiling and waving up to Brandon. Brandon lowered himself down, hugging Emma. When their embrace broke, Brandon asked Emma how she was doing. Unfortunately for his trainer, Brandon's signing was far worse than Lum's. The trainer just couldn't seem to pick it up. It balanced their family, though; Brandon being verbally bilingual while Alex only spoke English and signed ASL.

"Lum dear! Come meet our family's newest additions!" Ann chimed, gesturing Lum over. Lum nodded to Ann, then quickly nuzzled affectionately against Emma. Lum walked over to the awaiting humans, head craned back to look up at all them. Ann quickly leaned down, hugging the smaller steel type.

"You're so good with Emma. Such an impressive Pokémon." Ann encouraged the lucario, earning a wag from Lum's tail. The hug broke and she stood, continuing, "You know Scotch, but we've some youngin's who haven't been adopted yet!" Ann continued, gesturing to the female charizard, who was growling and rumbling with Coal. "We had twins!" Ann exclaimed with excitement, gesturing to the two charmeleons. "These are Paprika and Puya." Gesturing to each of the charmeleon in turn, "And this little guy's our most recent hatchling," Ann gestured to the shiny charmander glued to Eddie.

"Hey Lum. This's Cascabel." Eddie followed his wife's lead, hefting the charmander up and down a little. "C'mon Cascabel, say hi." He goaded, nuzzling atop the tiny charmander's head.

Cascabel barely turned his head, a single, sapphire blue eye peeking at Lum. Char... "Hello." The little charmander mumbled before burying his face against Eddie once more.

"Finally got another shiny, huh?" Alex asked Ann, while Eddie cooed and encouraged the charmander. Coal probably wasn't helping, once more leering curiously at little Cascabel, trying to speak with him.

Ann nodded, "Finally! I thought we'd have a higher rate, with Coal being shiny and all. One of our first eggs is shiny, and it took this long to get another! We've even had so many shiny studs with Scotch, but... well." Ann looked over to the charizard, which was glaring at her. Ann reached out and stroked along Scotch's jaw and chin. "Shinies are rare, and so long as my baby's happy and enjoying herself, I don't care how many shinies we get."

Scotch lifted her head, rumbling happily. Alex nodded, joining Coal to greet the newest shiny. "Cascabel's a bit tiny...technically small enough to be a runt. I think that's why he imprinted on Eddie so much." Ann added, looking over the small charmander with her husband. Eddie finally forced Cascabel up, turning the charmander to face everyone. Cascabel hugged his tail to his chest, the fire at the end just over his shoulder.

"I'm not a runt, dear. Your family are just giants." Eddie chided his wife, stroking along Cascabel's side. The retort earned a laugh from Ann and a hand clapping against Eddie's back, rubbing up and down.

Lum felt bad for the tiny, bashful, charmander. He remembered being a tiny Riolu, feeling much the same. He looked away, to the charmeleons, lifting his paw and waving to each of them. It was nice to have Pokémon of similar height around, for once. They both looked the lucario over and snorted. They started talking to one another, eyeing and mumbling about Lum.

Lum started to roll his eyes, but was suddenly hoisted upward. He could tell it was Brendan immediately, but 'arf'd and looked up regardless. An affectionate smile greeted him, though it lacked the kiss Lum was used to. Not in front of family, of course. Lum leaned his head back, resting it against Brandon's chest, tuning out while the Brandon talked to Ann. It was so easy to lose himself, pressed close to Brandon. His trainer's warmth, scent, loving embrace.

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Lum refocused when his soft pads touched the ground again. He looked about, only catching the tail end of the conversation.

"... lots of snacks in the kitchen and dining room. Mom and dad will be here in an hour or two. They're driving in from the airport themselves. They're going to spend a week vacation going up along the coast." Brandon said, ruffling atop Lum's head, then adjusting the Santa hat again. A glance showed the two charizards leading the children and charmeleons to the dining room. Most of the spread was Pokémon-friendly, and Lum was sure Coal would point out the few items that were not.

That left the (human) adults to discuss the plans. Alex and Brandon explaining how the house was set up for Alex's family and Brandon's parents. How they'd stay for dinner, then be off to their yearly Gym Christmas Eve event, where Alex's peers at the gym all had a small gift exchange and party to celebrate the year's rising trainers. A wonderful cover for the Pokésex party they were to attend.

"We'll get home late, so we'll be staying in the guest house." Brandon added, Alex nodding along.

"Really? We don't mind taking the guest house." Eddie offered, yet again.

Alex waved dismissively. "Seriously, it works better this way. We'll be back late, three of us will be drunk, and we'll just want to sleep in in the morning. You all can do your Santa and gift thing, and then Brandon and I will join for brunch."

Ann rest her hand on Eddie's back. "Seriously Ed, it's fine. There's no way we're going to talk them out of it. I swear they love their Pokémon more than their family sometimes."

Lum's eyes lowered to the floor, fixed on the occupant's shoes. In a way he felt guilty- knowing what Ann said was true. At least somewhat. Lum and Coal were family, for Brandon and Alex. They loved their Pokémon just as Ann loved her husband.

"Alright, I'm starved." The powerful woman stated, stroking atop Cascabel's head with two fingers before making her way further into the house.

"... So things going okay?" Alex asked, quietly, turning to Eddie.

"Oh, yeah, great!... Your mom and I have been seeing a counselor and it's working out well. I can see why your dad struggled, though." Eddie laughed, adjusting Cascabel against his front.

"Mmm, yeah. I'm glad though. Think you're the best thing to ever happen to mom The human charizard needs someone to balance her." A well-deserved title. Ann was the only human Lum knew that could head butt a charizard full force and not have scrambled brains.

Alex held his hands out to the little charmander. "You want to give Eddie a break, little guy?"

A sapphire eye peeked out again. Lum expected a quick 'no', but Cascabel paused this time. Cascabel lifted his head, looking at Alex. A few moments stretched on before Cascabel looked back up to Eddie.

"Char, charchar, mander." Cascabel spoke quietly to Eddie. 'I'll be okay with him', Lum understood what the humans couldn't. Then the charmander turned and held out his arms. Alex took him, cradling Cascabel against his plush chest.

"... You really are something else, Alex." Eddie admired, smiling. "I can barely get him off me to shower most days. Wont' let Ann hold him at all, just Scotch and myself" Eddie reached out, stroking his fingertips along Cascabel's chest and belly. "Just call if you need me, sweetie."

"Chaaaar..." the small Pokémon responded, looking sleepy while cradled in Alex's arms.

Lum took Brandon's hand, walking hand-in-paw to the kitchen. The kids, charizards, and charmeleons were playing games in the dining room while the adults hung out in the kitchen. Lum had to get his step stool to not be hidden behind the counter, and had a pleasant time with Brendan and Alex's family. Ann went back and forth, between the kids and Pokémon adults.

Most of the time involved talk about the snacks- Alex's love of cooking rivaling his abilities as a trainer. Alex soon had Cascabel chilling on the counter, nibbling on treats and snacks while the adults talked.

"It's just down to understanding them. Communicating with them. Every charmander is unique." Alex elaborated, while stroking his hand down Cascabel's back, earning a 'char char!' between nibbles on the treat.

"See? This is why we need you back home helping out." Ann prodded, earning a sigh from Eddie, who turned away to join the kids and charizards.

"No way, no how. Not 'til Brendan kicks me out." Alex said in his lispy, sweet tone, looking over to his husband. Brendan paused, in the middle of mixing another drink for Ann, but was quick to resume.

"At least you found a good one." Ann teased, folding her arms and leaning on the counter top. "Speaking of good one..." Her focus zeroed in on Lum. "Alex told me you've got Lum able to speak better than he can sign, these days?" Ann's tone sounded doubtful, even chiding. It was well known she didn't expect Pokémon to communicate as eloquently as humans, Lum's signing even garnering suspicion previously.

"Mmm... Not speaking, exactly. It's translated through my phone. But lucarios have such fine control of aura, it's far more precise than translating his yips and arfs." Brendan responded, lifting the drink and returning to the counter. He set the bourbon Appleton in front of Ann. 'yips and arfs' earned a bit of blush from Lum.

"Show us?" Ann skeptically asked.

Brandon pulled out his phone, opening the aura reader app. He set the phone in front of Lum, then settled on the counter, a smug smile on his face as he eyed Ann.

Lum reached out, resting his paw atop the phone. A mechanical voice spoke out, acting for Lum, "It's true. There's some errors now and then, but the operation is pretty accurate. Application." Lum corrected at the end, looking back up to the intimidating woman.

Ann continued to look skeptical, or possibly amused. She pulled a bar stool beneath her, sitting back. And thus commenced an interrogation Lum thoroughly disliked. Ann kept asking questions only he could answer, eventually sending away the rest of the group, until only Lum, Ann, and the phone remained.

"And what about Brendan and my baby? What do you think of them, together?" Ann asked, most of her bourbon Appleton gone.

Lum glanced over to the dining room, where everyone else was occupied talking, playing, snacking. Of course, Brandon was keeping an eye on Lum, making sure his Pokémon didn't give any 'help me' signs. But Lum held firm, determined to stand up to Ann's scrutiny.

"Brendan and Alex have a relationship that is incredibly wrong." Lum flustered, "STRONG. I'm impressed how well they work, despite their age difference and differences in personality. I've never met humans with a stronger bond." A faint puff escaped Lum's nostrils. Normally the app worked perfectly, but Ann put him so on-edge.

"Stronger than Eddie an' me?" Ann followed. The smile she wore rivaling a Gengar's in malicious intent.

Lum pulled his paw away from the phone, going quiet for a moment. His eyes stared into Ann's hazel pair. He reached back out, putting his paw on the phone once more.

"Brendan and Alex don't have the smell of anxiety and stress between them you and Edward do. I think raising children contributes to that. And young Pokémon, like Cascabel. I'm glad you two are managing it well." Lum responded, surprised the app translated perfectly with how flustered he was.

Ann stood there, leaned on the counter, quiet for a bit.

"... You know, it's impressive how composed and eloquent you are. And polite. You're certainly Brendan's Pokémon." Ann reached across the counter, ruffling atop Lum's head, skewing the Santa hat. Even a gentle ruffle was rough, the power in her touch obvious, her palms and fingers calloused from work and the heat of the charmander line.

"So tell me about the things you've been doing with my sweet Alex." Ann stated in such a flat, stern tone. When the words finally registered, Lum's ears went stark red and his hand snatched back from his phone, both clamping on the sides of his muzzle. It wasn't a secret that Brendan and Alex were intimate with Lum and Coal, but it was usually the Donphan in the room, taboo to talk about. Especially with Will now old enough to catch on to the adult's conversation.

"Mom," Alex spoke up from the dining room, "don't make me cut you off this early in the night. You've tortured Lum enough to know the app works practically perfectly."

"Yeah, but it's rare to fluster a lucario so easily. He's adorable." Ann said in reply, smiling at Lum. She ruffled again, "You're a good boy." She cooed, then stood and headed to join the rest of her family in the gaming room.

Lum's entire body relaxed, flopping atop the counter as he watched everyone else. 'The human charizard' was accurate. Lum felt like he'd just been put through the ringer with Coal. Of course, Brandon knew just what Lum was feeling. He made his way to the kitchen, up behind Lum. He started to stroke along Lum's back and shoulders, getting sweet little yips and whines from his little jackal.

And then, there was a knock at the door.

"Well... they're a bit early. Mom must have driven." Brandon chuckled, hugging down around Lum. The poor lucario had nearly no time to recover between his grilling and what was sure to be worse.

Lum stood proper again, squeezing against Brandon's arms that were hugging him. He took a slow breath, thankful that he still had calm mind in his move set. His body relaxed, his mind calmed, his focus sharpened. Ann's interrogation faded away, and Lum was ready. He stepped off the stool, following Brandon out to the entryway. Alex and his family kept to the dining room, as they all knew was best.

"Mom, Dad, I'm so glad you could make it!" Brandon quickly exclaimed, in Spanish, as his parents stepped into the house. They hadn't waited for someone to answer the door. They brought in large, rolling luggage with them. Brandon hugged Gloria, his mother, exchanging a single kiss to each other's cheek. Then he held his hand to Hugo. His father gripped it, shaking briefly, before releasing.

"Well, it's not like we had options." Hugo grumbled, but was quickly cut off by a scoff from Gloria.

"You old grump. We're delighted to spend Christmas with you and Alex. It's been so many years." Gloria insisted, "Liz and Larry's trip just happened to be the perfect excuse."

"Can't believe she's still making research trips while she's pregnant." Brandon mused, glancing to the doorway. Majestic as ever, Lucita walked into the house, shutting the door behind her. A lucario, a significant number of inches taller than Lum. Hugo's prized Pokémon partner. And the mother of Brandon's partner, Lum.

Lum bowed his head to his mother, eyes closed. His heart thudded so hard in his chest, the presence of his mother and Brandon's father always spiking his anxiety.

"Really? I have to smell that on you?" Lucita yipped, tutting. She hugged Brandon, but her gaze was fixed on her son. "It's bad enough to know you're doing your trainer, but you couldn't even wash it off before I got here?"

Hugo and Gloria ignored the lucarios talking, continuing discussing Brandon's sister's trip with Brandon. Lum was left defenseless, Brandon unable to come to Lum's aid.

"You've still yet to sire any Riolu I can be proud of, even." Lucita chided, lifting a deep blue shawl off her shoulders and hanging it on the coat rack. "If Brandon wasn't so successful in... whatever science has the company excelling so, I think Hugo would have come here and ensured you did himself." She paused, turning to face Lum again. "You need to get breeding, regardless. Hugo's given up that Brandon will continue his line, and he wants Liz to take that role. He has been talking about back crossing you to me, so Liz and her child can have partner Lucarios."

It took a moment to connect the dogs. Lucita always spoke so fast. When it clicked, Lum's jaw fell open. He stared, slack-jawed, at his mother. Then his eyes flicked down, glancing at Lucita's black vulva, on display just as Lum's sheath and sack. It was by no means unheard of, and not taboo like it was for humans... but at the same time, Lum wouldn't in a million years have guessed he'd be greeted with this information.

Lum quickly looked up to Brandon, eyes pleading for help. But Brandon was being interrogated by Hugo, Gloria interrupting with pleasantries.

"Come, let's get the food." Lucita instructed, going to Hugo. She reached into the male's pants, pulling the car keys free. Lum, still stunned, followed the older lucario out to the car. They removed two large thermal chests from the trunk, closing the car and carrying them into the kitchen. Brandon's parents had been kind enough to pick up the dinner Brandon had ordered, since it was on the way.

At least, once in the house, Alex and his family diluted Hugo and Lucita's attention. Brandon's and Alex's families had last been together at Alex and Brandon's wedding, and had plenty to catch up on. Emma had been too young at the time to remember Lucita, and the young human was delighted to have two lucarios around. Lum got to play translator between Emma's signing and Lucita's Poké-speech, avoiding further awkward conversation.

Soon they were eating dinner- a blessing, since they could finally remove their festive garb. Ann wouldn't let food anywhere near her carefully crafted clothing.

The humans had the tamales, beans and rice Hugo and Gloria had picked up, while the Pokémon had their specialized foods. Lum and Lucia got to sit with their trainers and eat, while the fire types ate with the children at a separate table. Lum was so grateful to avoid the chaos and cacophony that surrounded the kid's table. Though it might almost be preferable to the conversation about Pokémon breeding, and Hugo bringing up crossing Lum and Lucita to have Liz continue their bloodlines. Ann, as a professional Pokémon breeder, was all too happy to discuss and give input.

Lum couldn't be more grateful when the meal was over, post-dinner coffee drank, and goodbyes being exchanged. The families were having a Christmas movie night in the main house, while Alex, Brandon, Lum and Coal were off on their adventure.

Brandon was stroking and massaging Lum's ears while Alex gathered everything. They had already prepared for the party in the guest house, and all were eager to leave.

"Hugo's so weird. He talks about Aura with such regard, and the connection with his Pokémon, but heaven forbid he actually let Lum or Lucita talk with your phone. He's fine with IVF and genetic screening for the company, and what a success you've grown it into... but it's not okay for his precious lucarios." Alex tutted. He glanced to Lum and smiled affectionately. "At least Lum's ears have some of their color back now."

"We'll worry about it later." Brandon cooed, kissing atop Lum's head. "We're going to have an amazing time tonight, and we can talk about it after Christmas."

"Sounds good to me!" Alex said cheerfully, "All ready to go!" he lifted a duffle bag off the floor, slung it over his shoulder, and led to the guest house's front door. They all stepped outside and climbed into Alex's SUV, Coal already curled up in the back area of it. Lum was buckled into his booster seat, then Alex and Brandon sat up front.

"So they're going to make you fuck your mom?" Coal teased with a rumbling chuckle. "Could be worse... Lucita's pretty hot. I'd do her." Coal continued, despite Lum's burying his face in his paws.

"I don't need a translator to know you're messing with Lum. You don't want to stay home, right, Coal?" Alex's voice called from the front of the vehicle, while he navigated out the driveway.

Coal puffed and grumbled, curling back up and resting while they made their way to Jake's house. The local fire gym leader and one of Alex and Brandon's better friends.

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Brendan and Alex were fashionably late, many of the trainers already at Jake's annual Christmas Eve party. Several cars were in Jake's driveway and parked in front of the sizable house. Lum could already hear the festivities as they walked up the driveway. He followed close behind Brandon, pausing while his trailer knocked at the door. After a brief delay, a male typhlosion opened the door. He looked over the group of four, rumbling and smiling when he spotted Lum. The typhlosion backed away, letting them all enter.

"Finally. You really love keeping us waiting, hmm?" Jake's familiar voice asked, the trainer waiting just beyond Ty, his typhlosion.

Lum's attention was on typhlosion's sizeable sack, nestled between his hind feet as he sat vertically. They were sodden with sweat. Certainly they would have been steaming if typhlosion was outside. Those, and the fat sheath resting atop them. A heavy holster that a human's hand could sink into. While almost entirely human-sexual, Lum was very familiar with that set of fire type balls, and he adored them. A rare exception- instead of a human, a Pokémon that Lum was way too hot on.

Then Lum noticed no one had responded to Jake.

Lum's attention snapped upward, realizing Jake was staring down at him. The gym leader had been addressing Lum directly.

"Yip!" Lum replied, feeling his ears heat. Not only was he already drooling over typhlosion, but he had been caught. And now he was staring at Jake, standing in only a jock and silky robe to be presentable when answering the door. The gray jock was bulging, Jake at least half hard. The robe matched an Alolan marowak's dark scales. Otherwise, Jake's pale body was on display, even the ashy gray trail of pubic hair Lum wanted grinding against his nose pad.

"You all know the rules and everything. Go, change, have fun!" Jake gestured dismissively at Brandon, Alex and Coal while approaching. He squatted, hands going to Lum's armpits.

"Yip!"

Again, as Lum was hoisted so effortlessly into the air. He blushed, looking at Brendan as Lum was carried to a standing table. Brandon mouthed, 'have fun!' before following Alex to the changing room.

Lum was laid down onto the cocktail table, just beside a martini that was apparently Jake's. The gym leader was rough as he laid Lum belly down, hand taking the lucario's tail. It yanked up, Lum hiking his hips in response. His tail was forced up, along his back, and then heat. Wetness. Jake's tongue dragging up over Lum's taint and grinding into Lum's tail hole. Lum whined and moaned out. His eyes screwed shut and his paws clenched, gripping the edge of the table, mind sent spinning from the pressure of the hot, slick tongue. Then again. Jake lapped at Lum's under tail, hungrily working over the well-trained passage.

"Tyyyy..."

Lum's eyes opened to find himself nose-to-nose with typhlosion.

"You kept us waiting too, cum dump." Typhlosion rumbled and growled, tongue tracing over Lum's lips. A briefest brush of lips, "Go get your human fix... we'll find you in a little." Typhlosion gripped Lum's jaw, pulling him in, roughly kissing the jackal. Hot tongue invaded Lum's mouth, pinning his own. And hotter, and hotter, Typhlosion intentionally pouring heat into the poor lucario through the kiss.

When it broke, Lum exhaled steam, his body already feeling its effects. Just the start of sweat over his body, particularly his paws. And it would only get worse as the night went on. Just a tease. With Jake being the fire gym leader, and many of the gym's trainers at this party, fire types would be everywhere.

Ty's hot tongue caressed Lum's lips again, just when Jake's tongue forced into him. That earned a groan from Lum, then a whine as it pulled back, only to thrust in again. Jake's hands gripped tighter, fingers digging into Lum's plush ass cheeks.

"We'll see you soon, cum dump." Ty hissed teasingly, turning and going down the hall, back towards the party.

Lum braced his arms on the cocktail table, hugging the edge of it, better steadying himself. All the while he avoided knocking over Jake's drink. It took considerable effort, Jake ravenously eating Lum's ass, teasing outside and inside alike. Only taking little breaks to finger Lum, grinding into his prostate, and let Jake catch his breath.

Lum wasn't sure how long it had been when he heard Brandon's voice, "Hey Jake, flip him over, please?"

Jake's face lifted away, leaving Lum's ass slick with saliva, hot and tingling with pleasure. The world inverted, and Lum was on his back. Above his head stood Brandon, holding Jake's drink out of the way. Brandon's clothes were gone, Brandon's near-hairless body nearly bare. Around Brandon's neck was a black leather collar lined with faux blue fur, matching Lum's fur color. Lum's gaze lowered down to the only other article Brandon wore. A thick, black, silicone ring around the base of his shaft and balls, pushing those bits forward. Darker than the rest of Brandon's body, and prominent due to the cock ring. They edged in closer as Brandon leaned over Lum, working a matching silicone ring around Lum's balls and sheath base.

Lum felt Jake's nose mush up into his taint, the human's tongue resuming its assault on Lum's tail hole. Lum squeaked and shuddered, his feet resting atop Jake's back. Lum started to lap at Brandon's dark, uncut shaft, kissing and licking at the peeking pink tip.

"Someone's sure eager... It's almost like you love this party." Brandon teased while he worked Lum's balls, one at a time, through the loop. Then it stretched over his throbbing, pink tip, a few inches out of Lum's sheath and occasionally squirting droplets of pre onto his belly. The cock ring only made him lipstick further, his swollen knot visibly bulging through his sheath.

"Hungry puppy..." Brandon teased, ruffling Lum's belly while the jackal Pokémon sucked on his cock tip, tongue teasing in and out of Brandon's foreskin. The cock firmed up while Lum worked, but Brandon kept focus on his task. A black, leather collar matching Brandon's was held over Lum's face. It lacked the blue fur lining Brandon's had, since Lum supplied that himself. The only other major difference from Brandon's collar were shiny, chrome letters along the collar, spelling 'Cum Dump'. Brandon slowly thrust to hilt in Lum's mouth, cock teasing the entry of Lum's throat and burying the jacka's nose against his balls. Lum held still as he could, feeling the collar slide under his neck. It wrapped up either side, Brandon tightening and clasping it.

"There you go. Good puppy. Good cum dump." Brandon cooed, scratching Lum's chin after pulling his now-sniff cock free. "You have fun being a living sex toy." Brandon encouraged, snapping a chain leash to Lum's collar. He handed Lum the handle to the leash before heading to where the other areas of the party were. Lum watched, upside-down, seeing Alex and Coal follow behind Brandon. Alex was mostly bare, like Brandon. But otherwise, it was a stark contrast, Alex's pale tone and exceptional amount of red body hair the opposite of Brandon. Alex wore was a bulldog harness and charizard mask made of a dark red leather, matching the color of Coal's under wings. They stood out wonderfully against his pale skin and the orange, curly hair over his chest. Coal had a matching bulldog harness, but instead of a mask had a halter over her muzzle and head. She was being led by a chain leash attached to a ring at the end of her halter.

Lum arched, yipping out as Jake's tongue dug deep under his tail, pushing on his prostate. Lum's hands snapped downward, gripping into the gym leader's ashy gray hair. His feet pressed down atop Jake's shoulders, Lum whining and squirming as the skillful human tongue stretched and twisted his tail hole, lapping against his silky insides. Lum's arching hips twitched, a sprinkling of pre landing over Lum's chest and muzzle. The cock ring Brandon had put on kept Lum harder, made him more sensitive, and he ached to be properly fucked or have a paw wrapped around his shaft.

But Jake was just hungry for lucario ass, hands kneading it while his tongue abused the snug entrance. Lum's ass was a rare treat for the trainer, and he was determined to savor it as much as he could- even if it left his erection straining the gray jock he wore. Lum could smell it, smell the pre spot growing at the tip of the taut tent, but knew he wouldn't be getting it for hours. Jake liked to edge and wait until the end of the party to get off.

And Jake had to keep an eye on the door. There was a dull 'thud thud thud' knock at it. Jake grunted, lifting his head from between Lum's thighs. He sighed and kissed the knot bulge prominently stretching Lum's sheath, then stood. Lum slumped back onto the table, whimpering with pleasure, tingling all over after the intense treatment under his tail.

"You be a good boy and head on in. A couple guests left to welcome..." Jake grumbled, folding his robe closed, as though it did anything to help conceal his arousal. He lifted Lum off the table, setting the lucario back on his feet. Lum stumbled a little, catching himself on the table's leg. He took a few slow breaths, watching Jake head to the door. Lum looked to the hallway leading inside, engaged another calm mind, then followed the path his family had taken inside.

The entire lower floor of the house was dedicated to the party, different rooms having different accommodations and atmospheres. Something like twenty or thirty humans were spread out throughout the house, along with their Pokémon. At least, the Pokémon the trainers had similar to Coal; Pokémon with a carnal desire for humans and fellow Pokémon alike. Or those like Lum, who found themselves almost exclusively attacked to humans.

Lum could sense Brandon deeper in the house, making out with someone from what Lum could sense, but Lum needed a bit of a break first. To settle the butterflies that were already dancing around inside him. And to let his knot down. His dick was pretty useless when his knot was locked in his sheath.

Lum's hand tightened on the handle of his leash. He walked into the kitchen, following the scent of food and drinks. A few trainers were in the room, along with a ponyta and golduck. One of the trainers was casually fingering the ponyta's ass while talking to another human, the golduck watching the ponyta lustfully. Lum swallowed when he saw Ponyta's- Pico, Lum reminded himself- shaft hanging, half hard, beneath his belly. Lum licked his lips, then turned away to the food table, wondering if they'd be putting on the 'jackal and pony' show again this year.

After grabbing a snack and gobbling it down, Lum headed to the counter were drinks were. Lum caught a familiar scent just as a voice called out, "Oh, hey Lum. Sorry, cum dump! Get over here." A hand gestured at Lum's eye level. Lum blushed when he glanced up. A very familiar face- the friend Brandon and Lum regularly met at the park, for some mid-run relief. Indulging Arthur's public sex kink always had Lum on edge. And even here, in a safe and friendly place, a spike of adrenaline and anxiety hit Lum.

The public sex anxiety- at least, risky public sex anxiety- ebbed away quickly, but Lum's heart was still left racing. He approached Arthur, lifting his paw and depositing his leash's handle into the human's palm. Lum 'arf'ed quietly, rubbing his cheek to the familiar human's stroke. To Lum's knowledge, Arthur had no Pokémon of his own. But the large, athletic man was the programmer and maintainer of Poké-Pokér phone app. Several of the trainers present used to meet up for play with one another's Pokémon.

Arthur was wearing biking shorts and nothing else. The human simultaneously pushed them down, letting heavy shaft and sack fall free, while his other hand gripped the D-ring of Lum's collar along with the leash handle, pulling Lum in.

"Stay." Arthur firmly instructed, leaving Lum's nose pressed into the trim fuzz at the root of Arthur's cock, Lum's jaw and neck pressed into the warm sack beneath it. Then Arthur released the D-ring and continued his conversation with the trainer. Lum remained still, drinking in Arthur's tamed scent. Lum was used to sucking that dick in the middle of Arthur's run, spiced with sweat and scent. But now it was subdued, freshly washed. The light spice of human musk had Lum drooling like a starved dog. The shaft steadily grew firmer and firmer against Lum's cheek. Once fully hard, Arthur reached down and took his shaft and smacked it to Lum's cheek, a glob of wet pre sticking to Lum's cheek fur.

"Do your thing, cum dump." He instructed, without ever looking down, and resuming conversing with the other human.

Lum engulfed the shaft, his paws resting on Arthur's hips. Lum had been drooling so much, aching to have the shaft between his lips, and went down a bit too eagerly. Arthur was a hung human, and the tip shoved roughly down Lum's throat. His nose pressed into the trim fuzz at the base, but Lum quickly tried to retreat and cough. A firm hand on the back of his head- pressing his leash handle into it- stopped that. Lum choked on the fat cock head, eyes screwing closed and muzzle wrinkled. He fought to regain his composure, until his throat was behaving, swallowing and massaging Arthur's blunt cock tip.

Only when Lum recovered did Arthur give any mercy, relaxing his grip on the back of Lum's head. Lum started to bob, finally dislodging the tip from the back of his throat. He worked his muzzle up and down the shaft, tongue teasing cock head and taut frenulum. Lum kept grip on Arthur's hip with one hand, the other going under the balls pushed to his chin. Lum cupped and massaged the best his paws allowed, all the while working Arthur's cock with well-practiced precision.

His diligence earned Lum his treat. Without warning, a heavy shot of cum splattered down Lum's tongue and onto his throat. Lum instinctively swallowed, and tried to keep sucking. But Arthur pulled his shaft free, stroking it, the rest of his copious load painting over Lum's muzzle. Lum whimpered, arfed, and moaned happily as his face was decorated with human spunk.

When finally done, Arthur smacked his cock down atop Lum's muzzle. A heady, heavy 'splat' accompanied the thud. Lum was quick to lick up along the belly of Arthur's cock, cleaning the cum off it before it was tucked back in bicycle shorts.

"Good boy." Arthur encouraged. Lum was already moving on, turning to face the human Arthur was conversing with. Lum gently nuzzled into the white briefs, sniffing and nosing into the human's bits. Lum didn't recognize the trainer- neither look nor scent- but that was part of how the night went. And he'd never get his fill of human cum from only those he knew.

"Arf?" Lum chuffed, hopeful, and licked over the cotton-clad bulge.

"Thanks, but no thanks." The human responded, patting atop Lum's head. Lum respectfully stepped back, removing his muzzle from the uninclined human.

"Arf!" He responded, smiling sweetly to the human. Lum took his leash handle when Arthur offered it, but yipped again. Arthur looked down, spotting Lum's gesture to atop the counter.

"Oh, of course buddy!" Arthur laughed, reaching atop the counter. He paused, "Water, red, blue, or purple?"

Lum certainly didn't need an aphrodisiac. Not that early in the night, so red and purple were out. But some alcohol- a level Pokémon could handle, of course- would certainly help with what was ahead. Lum gestured to the line of blue liquid filled cups. Arthur took one, handing it down to Lum, then resumed talking with the unknown trainer.

Lum took a sip of the fruity beverage, feeling the faint burn of soon-to-be-inebriation. Jake's concoctions were known for their flavor, and for their excellent effects on Pokémon. Quite an accomplishment for a gym leader- making natural drinks to get Pokémon drunk or aroused, or both, with the purple drink. Lum always appreciated it, often needing a little help to get through the night.

Lum wandered deeper into the house, sipping on his drink. He peeked into a room where he smelled Coal. Of course, the princess was being worshipped, as always. Coal lounged back on a large bean bag, her leash pulling her muzzle down on Alex's erection. A female trainer was cuddled to her side, kissing along her neck, fingers teasing along Coal's slit. Another- rather small, Lum noted- trainer sat on the floor, holding Coal's stumpy leg, kissing and licking along her sole.

Shines, always the center of attention.

Lum barely sensed Ty before paws were on his hips. He certainly didn't have time to react before being lifted, turned 180, and thrown through the doorway opposite the room Coal was lounging in.

Heat. That was the first thing Lum noticed. And the room was dim, lit in an ethereal blue-purple light... spare a horizontal trail of fire just before Lum's muzzle. Then intense, smoky, feline spice. Lum looked up as a powerful, clawed, and red paw took his head, grinding his muzzle into a heavy sack and sheath. Jalapeño snarled down at Lum with the characteristic, wicked grin of an incineroar.

It was time for the fire type's little 'initiation' to Jake's house. Every year the fire types loved to pick on Lum and his little weakness to them. Egged on by Coal, Lum was sure.

A glance up confirmed what Lum already knew. Jake's Chandelure floated above the little group of Pokémon, the Pokémon's flame body heating the room to levels uncomfortable for Lum. Ty's earlier kiss still had the poor jackal hot, and now it was only getting worse. Lum groaned into the spicy ball sack as sweat started to moisten his fur.

"We've missed you Lum." Ty taunted from behind, closing the door to the room and walking around to Lum's side.

"Suck." Jalapeño snarled out, pushing his sheath downward, at Lum's lips. The wrestler's pink shaft pushed free of its sleeve, the barbed end of the dick brushing Lum's lips. Lum knew well not to resist, his muzzle opening. A rough shove made a wet, lewd 'glk!' sound as shaft pushed from sheath into mouth. Jalapeño's intense flavor filled Lum's muzzle. The poor lucario had always favored humans, but in particular, something about a feline using his muzzle felt wrong. Especially when the fire-type-hot shaft's barbs brushed at his throat. Every stroke made his throat clench and choke, unlike Arthur's blunt tip earlier.

"Hey, let him down a bit. Jake got him all slick and ready for some ghost cock." Lum heard behind him. Another familiar voice. Ossy, Jake's Alolan marowak. A haunting voice that always made Lum shiver and feel cold.

Jalapeño's paw pushed down, forcing Lum down onto his knees. The incineroar had to squat to keep his cock in Lum's mouth, and hardly took a break between his thrusts to let Lum position. A characteristic clunk-chomp sound let Lum know Ossy's bone was between the marowak's teeth. Both hands took Lum's hips, adjusting, then roughly pushing his tail up, out of the way. Another absurdly hot shaft smacked down between Lum's plush ass cheeks, a slimy tip grinding at his pucker.

Ossy's shaft sunk in easily, despite the bulging, wide tip and oddly-shaped, reptilian shaft. All the way to the hilt, where Lum could feel the slimy, everted slit between Ossy's legs grinding against his tail base. The shaft's bulges were surely complimentary to a marowak female's vagina, but Lum could swear they were made to abuse a male. Each bulge ground against his prostate as it sunk past, then again on the way out, forcibly massaging the steel type's sensitive prostate.

Somehow, after all these years, Lum had gotten into the groove of the abuse, living up to his 'cum dump' name, skillfully taking the awkward, size-difference spit roast. Even as those two overheated shafts filled his ends with their immense energy, and he baked under chandelure's radiating heat, Lum bobbed his snout and worked his hips. A bit of pride filled his chest as he glanced around. Ty was watching, prominent erection leaking over his shaft and soaking into his balls. Lum would have to remember to bury his muzzle in those before the night was over.

Then he started to notice the other occupants in the room. A pair of greninja were watching from the love seat, one idly fingering herself, the other dragging his tongue tip lazily up and down his slimy shaft. They were keeping away from the fire types, toward the far side of the room... but at least there was someone there to help Lucario if he truly overheated.

Glancing to the other side, an infernape was lounged back against the wall, a foot idly stroking his shaft. The primate had a surprisingly human setup, foreskin engulfing a dark blue cock head, only to peel back and reveal it again. Beside it rested an unfamiliar female quilava... had Jake made Ty breed? The quilava was watching with curiosity, the wide-eyed look of someone at their first Pokésex party.

A particularly rough slap of balls to his chin, and jab down into his throat, pulled Lum's attention away from the quilava.

"Oi, don't ruin him yet! I want that pup to warm me up too." Snorted a new voice. Lum swallowed hard on the dick, only to have it pulled away from his muzzle. Jalapeño stepped aside, a large emboar taking his place. "Hey... you are cute..." the emboar grunted, gripping Lum's ear and pulling Lum's lips to his shaft. Titanic nuts hung below the boar's shaft. Fully unsheathed- Lum prayed- the shaft stood, meaty and pink, the second half a thick spiral to a pointed tip. The greasy shaft smeared over Lum's muzzle, until he opened his lips and felt it force down his throat.

During the exchange, Lum could see what Jalapeño's body had been hiding. A salazzle, a few salandit over her. But rather than worshipping their queen, all four had their eyes glued on Lum, on what was being done to him. Beside the fire types was a Nidoking, lounged back, getting head from a raichu. Even the raichu was glancing over while it bobbed on the violent-looking purple shaft tip.

Maybe it wasn't just shiny types that got to be the center of attention, Lum had to remind himself, while he did his best not gag on the greasy pig shaft that bulged his throat obscenely.