Goods Exchange[Trade]
#19 of CBT One Offs
This was a trade with the wonderful SerpentineBastard who made my new Profile Icon that you guys might've noticed a while ago. I, with my amazing memory and all, forgot to post this story earlier and I guess late is better than never.
This story is about a gardevoir who ends up swapping his smaller goods with his gallade friend's larger pair. Although I don't think his friend cares too much. It's also my first male/male story. (Probably not the last)
Warnings: CBT
Hope you enjoy :D
"It's been quite a while since we last had the time to get together like this, right Darian?," smiled a friendly gardevoir, his hands busy gathering more food for them to share.
"Probably a few months, if my memory still serves me right," Darian chuckled back as he reminisced about his days before he became a gallade and Adil had become a gardevoir
Adil stared at his friend as he too remembered their past, thinking similarly of many things but above all else, the few times he'd managed to get a good look at the gallade's frankly impressive shaft and two ridiculously large orbs. Even now, his eyes remained glued to where his prize lay so tantalizingly close, excitement coursing through him.
Busy from thinking about days long gone, Adil nearly let his opportunity to enact his plan pass him by but the constant reminder of where he lacked compared to his friend reminded him of what he needed to do.
After a quick glance towards his still distracted pal, he grabbed a small bag full of ground sleep seeds, sprinkling it's contents onto a handful of berries that he excitedly offered to Darian, who gulped them down only to end up unconscious moments later.
Adil stared at the motionless gallade, suddenly feeling the apprehension he thought he'd overcome freeze him in place, keeping him from moving forward until his excitement overpowered everything else and urged him to get closer. Before he'd realized it, his face was only a few inches away from Darian's oversized testes, his hot breath washing over his fuzzy sac.
He couldn't help but admire the large orbs from up close before he lost his chance to give them such a thorough inspection for good, and from where he was he could see every detail. They were as grand as he'd remembered, a far cry from his own, much smaller pair, although it wouldn't be so for long.
Being so close to them, Adil felt he needed just a little more than a good look and took both of Darian's jewels in each paw. The tempting weight of each pawful and their heavy musk drew Adil even closer, bumping his nose against them before giving them a long lick.
After getting his first taste, he had to get more, dragging his tongue across the enormous gonads in his care, bathing them in warm saliva until he felt a hefty tap on his forehead. His head rose rapidly to make sure Darian hadn't woken up, expecting to see his friend glaring back. Instead, his eyes met the formidable third of the malehood he so envied, watching it twitch fervently as he gave Darian's berries a quick squeeze.
Adil carefully moved Darian's shaft out of his way and felt a wave of relief wash over him as he saw Darian sound asleep. The gardevoir gave up on his indulgences once he'd confirmed he hadn't woken up his friend, choosing to move on with his plan.
He grabbed the gallade's jewels and pulled them taut in their sac as he used his psychic power to clutch where it met Darian's body, preventing blood from reaching his balls. Adil left the swelling pair floating behind him and searched the nearby bushes for the razor claw he'd hidden earlier.
Claw in hand, Adil returned to continue what he'd started, carefully cutting the soft pouch housing his prize while tightening his psychic hold before he began severing the cords keeping the two grapefruit-sized orbs attached. He grabbed one of the thick lifelines and sliced through, quickly moving on to the other.
With Darian's severed malehood in his paws, Adil hastily moved his attention between his own legs. He summoned all of his courage and formed a psychic ring similar to the one he'd used on Darian around his own gonads, trying to fight through the instant pain of what felt like an anvil crashing into his stomach.
Now prepared, he used the razor claw to cut through his small sac and his cords, gasping from the strain of keeping his psychic rings intact. His shaky paw pulled his former balls out of the way and took the pristine jewels in Darian's former sac up to his body, using healing pulse to reattach the severed cords before doing the same to his pouch.
Adil eagerly probed his new gonads, watching them shift around, but quickly picked up his former grape-sized berries to place them where they belonged, between Darian's legs. He pulled both testes into the open air and after another healing pulse he began to work on housing them, attaching his sac to Darian's body.
A thorough check of both their groins left Adil satisfied and he removed the psychic rings that had kept them from bleeding out, soon regretting how long he'd taken as blood rushed into his new pair, doubling his pain as his gonads swelled to twice their usual size. Beside him, Darian's body convulsed as a similar pain coursed through him, waking the gallade with the agony of having been castrated before being fixed.
Immediately after the rings had disappeared, Adil felt his shaft grow rock hard and moaned from the pain and pleasure as his new nuts emptied themselves onto the grass, painting the ground and himself white, while Darian only managed to cover his belly. The momentary dull from their orgasms didn't last nearly long enough and soon they were both writhing in pain again.
The two males spent several hours trying to fight the agony emanating from their malehoods, barely managing to breathe through their raspy coughs and gasps while they struggled to assuage their poor jewels.
When the pain finally fell to a tolerable level, Darian looked down to see that the source of his pain was a lot smaller than he remembered and that Adil's looked very familiar.
"Hey, Adil," Darian groaned.
"Y-yeah?" Adil mumbled as he struggled to console his orbs.
"Why do you have my balls?"
"I-uhm..." he stammered, unable to think of a good response.
"I swear... You owe me an actual dinner," Darian huffed, slowly pulling himself onto his feet. "And your nuts are fucking small, dude."