FSE

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Cars zoomed by outside on the highway that the Café was built off of. A light blanket of snow covered the ground all across the region, keeping many people snug in their homes. Inside the Café, the industrial heaters and amount of bodies did well to keep the massive building nice and cozy inside. There were few guests at the Café, as it was a Sunday, and it was cold. This time of the year, many people preferred to stay at home, rather than go out and eat or stay somewhere.

Even so, there was still business going on as there were always people to be satisfied. A lot of the waiters and waitresses were off on Sundays though, including the newest addition, Dante. It was about 11:00 in the morning and he was lying on his bed, watching some TV. As he lay there, his phone rang. He picked it up and answered, "Hello?"

"Hey Dante, it's Lance." Lance was an old friend of Dante's. He wasn't from the same region as him, but Lance had visited the region once, where they met and became friends. They managed to stay connected though through phones and the internet.

"Oh, hey buddy. How's things with you?"

"I'm doing fine. I wanted to talk to you about the Café, actually." He had been questioning Dante for about a week now about his job at the Café. He'd wanted to know everything about working there from pay, to living conditions, to whether the job was even enjoyable.

"Hehe, haven't I told you just about everything I know yet?"

"Well, that's the thing. I'm not asking any questions this time. I want you to know that I'm flying in tomorrow to put in an application."

"Really? That's awesome! I can't wait to see you when you get here!"

"Yup. I'm excited to be there. I'll stop by your room as soon as possible."

"Okay, can't wait to see you." They both said goodbye and hung up.

Dante recalled something though. He -did- forget to tell Lance about though. "I just hope he doesn't run across him when he visits..."

The next day, as a few customers entered and exited the Café, they saw an orange figure flapping its way through the cool morning air. There were more people that day, since it was Monday. They continued to watch as a Charizard flew into their view, slowly descending down, eventually landing on the sidewalk where he was greeted with stares. He ignored them and walked into the Café.

He ducked and slid into the doors, getting even more stares in the lobby. A green and white figure at one of the desks greeted him.

"Hello, and welcome to the Café Plaisir! My name's Sharon! How may we help you today?" The overly-excited Gardevoir bubbled with excitement as he approached the desk.

"Yes, my name's Lance, and I've come to put in an application to work here."

"Oh, lovely! How did you find out about the Café?"

"I have a friend that works here, Dante."

"Oh, Dante recommended you? That's neat! All you need to do is head through this door behind me to the right and go to the first door on the left! Good luck!"

"Thanks." He started towards the swinging door, the noise from the lobby fading to nothing as it closed behind him. He stood in the long, dim hallway. There were four doors on the left side of the hallway. He walked to the first one, knocking on the door.

After a moment, a voice called, "Come in!" Lance tucked his wings in tight and squeezed in the small doorway. The room was decent sized and had a large desk at the end, with some chairs in front of it. It was decorated in blue with a nice rug and some pictures. At the desk, a medium sized man sat. He had a suit on and an expensive looking pair of glasses. He looked up from his work, over the rims of his glasses. "May I help you?" He asked.

"Uhm, yes. My name is Lance, and I'm here to put in an application for work here." He nervously twiddled a couple claws.

"I see. Did you have a recommendation?" He put his work down and rested his chin in his palms.

"Sort of. Dante has been telling me all about the Café, and I decided I wanted to work here as well."

He looked Lance over, examining him. "So I assume you want to work as an adult waiter, then?"

"Yes sir."

"Well then, are you sure you're ready for the kind of lifestyle that being an adult waiter comes with? You may have to do some things that you're not accustomed to."

"Yes, sir. I've been contemplating on this for quite a while, so I'm one-hundred percent positive that I want to do this."

"If you're sure. We'll have to give you a background test first and run some biological tests on you before we can let you work though."

"That's fine... but what do you mean... biological tests?"

"Don't worry, it's nothing big. One second... Oh, by the way. My name is Mr. Conley, nice to meet you." Mr. Conley reached to a phone on his desk and dialed some numbers, starting a conversation with the other line. "Yes, I need someone to be background tested and bio-tested. He's a Charizard. Yes. Yes, okay. Meet you there."

"Okay, I want you to follow me. We're just heading down the hall a few doors, not far." Mr. Conley got up from his desk, carrying some stuff. He walked to the door and opened it, leading the way through. Lance squeezed back through, following him down a couple doors. Mr. Conley opened the door and walked into the room.

The room was fairly plain. It was the same size as the office they were just in, but there were no decorations and nothing on the walls or floor. But in the middle, there was a single chair with a little monitor attached to it.

"Okay," Mr. Conley started, "I want you to sit there. Someone will be here in a moment to take care of you."

"Okay." Mr. Conley left the room and closed the door. Lance could hear some talking from the hallway, but couldn't hear what was being said. After a few seconds, the door opened and a good-sized male Typhlosion walked in.

"'Ello then! I 'ear yer gona join us 'ere at the Café." His accent was extremely strong. Very Irish. He was holding some stuff in his arms, but Lance couldn't tell what it was.

"Y-yes. I assume you're Jack, then? I've heard a lot about you from my friend."

"Aye? Who might yer friend be, then?"

"Dante."

"Ah, good fella' he is. Really fun ta' play with too!" He snickered and walked over to Lance, setting the stuff down beside the chair. "Yeah, I'm Jack, nice ta' meet'cha."

"Okay, my name's Lance." Lance looked nervously at the stuff. It appeared to be a couple containers and a... a... needle.

"W-what's that stuff for?" Lance gulped, getting nervous.

"Well, if ya' wana work here, ya' gotta' take some tests. We got ta' take yer blood, then we need a piss'n semen sample."

"Makes sense I guess... I'm not a big fan of needles, though."

"Dun' worry! It won' hurt too much. Let's take care of that first."

"Okay..." Jack picked up the needle and a bottle of liquid and some cotton. Jack put some of the liquid - presumably alcohol - on some cotton and brushed an area on Lance's upper arm. He then pulled the protective cap off of the needle and put it to his arm. He quickly poked the needle into Lance's arm, causing him to wince. Slowly, Jack pulled some blood into the syringe, and pulled out, quickly covering it again and putting a little more alcohol on the wound.

"That wasn' too hard, was it?"

"I guess not... Still don't like needles though."

"Well, the next tests won' hurt at all, so it's all good! Let's do the piss'n first, m'kay?"

"Okay. What do I have to do?"

Jack put the needle back down, and pulled up one of the containers. "I jus' need ya' ta' piss in here."

"W-with you watching?" He said hesitantly.

"Well, if yer gona be an adult waiter, if ya' won' piss in front of someone, how'll we know you'll sex someone?"

"I... I guess so."

"Good." Jack pulled a fairly large tube out of the container. "Now, I'll jus' stick this in here..." Jack bent down and pulled open Lance's genital slit with a paw, looking for his member. When he found it, he stuck the tube to it, letting the slit close. Lance shivered and grunted, blushing a little bit.

"M'kay, now all ya' need ta' do is piss'n there'n we're good!" Jack held the container, waiting for Lance.

"Okay..." He closed his eyes, trying not to focus on Jack being there. He relaxed his body, trying not to tense up. Eventually, he managed to force out a small trickle of urine that gently increased to a stream. Little by little, the container filled up. About three quarters of the way, Lance ran out of steam and the stream faded into nothing.

"Good! Tha's all we need for that. Now, I'll be need'n a semen sample. This'll be much more comfortable for you, I'm sure!"

"I assume you'll be doing this for me as well?"

"Of course! I mean, who'd reject a free gett'n off anyways, eh?" Jack set the hot container of urine aside and picked up the other one, which was much more basic. "There's somethin' to go with this. See that little screen in front of you?"

"Yeah." Lance turned his attention to it.

"Press that little button, then scroll through some'a the ones ya' like. The Café has its own online porn gallery too, heh. That was real fun makin'~"

Lance pressed the button and then used the touch screen to start scrolling through the pictures. Jack wasn't lying, there really was a massive amount of pictures: several thousand to be specific. He started shifting through, until he noticed one specific picture that actually involved Jack. "Oh.." He said under his breathe, not meaning to make the noise. He immediately hushed, blushing some more.

"Find one ya' like?" Jack said, looking up.

Lance nodded.

"What's it 'bout?"

"Well... it has you in it..." Lance could feel blood starting to rush to his lower regions, a slight tingling sensation enveloping in his body. His blush grew a bit brighter in his cheeks.

"Ha, a lot of'm have me in'm! What'cha inta?" One of Jack's paws slowly started to caress Lance's genital slit, his claws gently tickling the sensitive skin. Shivers run throughout Lance's body as he tries to answer the question.

"W-well, I really like anal play." He watched Jack's paw and his own folds opening slowly to reveal a pink tip.

"How ya' like it?" Jack's deep red eyes glared into Lance's, making him even more nervous. Jack's paw got even more comfortable with itself, slowly tickling the pink tip.

"E-either way. B-bein taken is... fun though..." Lance stuttered.

"Aye. I'll make sure ya' have a good time~" The seduction in Jack's voice made Lance gulp. Although extremely nervous, he was excited to see what the Typhlosion could do for him.

Lance took a deep breath, trying to relax. He sank down into the chair and looked at the picture on screen. It had Jack taking... Dante, actually. He licked his lips and his breathing got heavier. His member was slowly emerging from its protective area, into the awaiting paws of Jack.

Jack leaned in close, his maw opening and closing in on the thick shaft, and Lance could feel the heat radiating from inside it even before his length was being engulfed. As soon as Jack closed his mouth, another shiver went through Lance's body and his member twitched, spurting some pre onto Jack's tongue.

"O-oh my God! That feels... unbelievable~" Lance's claws were gripping the arms on the chair, his claws tearing the wood that they were made out of.

Jack let the length slide over his tongue as he slowly pulled off. "I get the feelin' ya' never been with'a 'nother fire type, aye?"

"Y-yeah." Lance replied.

"I 'aven't even cranked up the heat yet, hehe." He took the cock in his mouth once more, this time sliding nearly all the way down the now fully grown member. Although Lance was a good eleven inches, Jack took it nearly all the way expertly, stopping right before he hit the bottom. He pulled almost all the off one more time, and slid back down again, this time all the way down.

Lance was breathing hard, and let out a few unintentional moans, occasionally glancing at the screen. He imagined Jack's length sliding inside him, pounding him ruthlessly. As his daydream started, a new feeling broke through; something was tickling his tail hole.

One of Jack's claws was massaging the hole, before firmly pressing against it, not getting very far. Lance winced a little until Jack removed the digit, and stuck it into his maw with the member. When it was adequately wet, he tried again, this time succeeding in easing his digit into Lance's tail hole, causing his to let out a loud groan, his cock oozing a little pre. Jack stopped his bobbing for the moment to focus on his paw, digging his digit deeper into the dragon. The then stretched it with another digit, forcing it in too. And then, another digit, and eventually Jack managed to slip his entire paw into Lance.. It was a tight fit, even though Jack's paw was pretty small.

Lance grunted and groaned the entire time, watching the Typhlosion squeeze his paw slowly inside of him. It hurt a little, but as soon as the whole thing was in, the pain eased away, replaced by an extreme amount of pleasure.

Jack resumed his bobbing, his head moving up and down the entire length at a good speed. Lance closed his eyes, and imagined the furry paw inside him was actually Jack's cock, and that he was both sucking him off and fucking him as hard as he could.

The fantasy was backed as Jack started to pound his paw deep inside Lance's ass, wiggling his digits around inside and tickling his prostate at the same time as jabbing it. Lance grunted every time Jack poked him, more pre gushing out into Jack's maw.

"My god, I c-can't take too much of th-this! Ahh!" Lance was yelling loudly, not holding back at all. His hips thrust forward into Jack's maw and he came back down hard on his paw.

Jack would have responded if it was possible, but he had a cock in his mouth. As the action grew, Jack's body temperature started to rise, as did Lance's. Jack's was intentional though, and even to Lance it was hot. Lance's calls only grew in volume, and his body shook with each suck and thrust of Jack.

Lance was right; he didn't last long, and Jack could tell. He stopped pumping his fist, but rather made an effort to delve it as deep inside of Lance as he possibly could, tickling and rubbing his nethers. As much as Jack wished he could take Lance's load, he couldn't. He waiting until almost the final moment, and pulled off of Lance's length, and pulled out the container. Jack squeezed the container around Lance's cock, and Lance proceeded to thrust into it.

"I-I'm gona' cum!" Lance proclaimed, and cum he did. With chair shaking force, his body started to spasm a little bit as his orgasm hit like a train, and his member seemed to erupt with massive amounts of molten hot cum. Jack continued to stimulate Lance, pounding deep inside him with his paw. Lance let out a roar about midway through his orgasm. Quite a bit of his seed was leaking from the container on to him and Jack's paw.

The container was near completely full by the time Lance's orgasm died off. He was left panting in his chair, still groaning loudly. Jack mured, taking notice of the extreme amount of cum.

"Wow, ya' sure filled'r up, didn' ya? I'm impressed." Jack sat the container down and looked at the cum on his paw. "Really thick, it is." He started to lick it, muring loudly.

"He-he... Thanks, I g-guess..." Lance was still a bit tired out.

After his paw was clean, Jack started to lick Lance's member, which was completely covered in seed. He made loud slurping noises as he lapped it all up, enjoying the small taste.

"Ya' got a nice taste to ya'. I'd love ta' get a better sample some other time, aye?"

"Yeah... sure..." Lance was just starting to catch his breath, and his member was slowly shrinking down into his sheath.

"Well, that's all we need fer now~ Once we're done wif everythin', we'll get back to ya' 'bout a job, aye?"

"Okay. Where can I stay until then?" Lance slowly got up from the chair, his legs a little bit shaky.

"You can stay with yer friend if ya' want." Jack gathered the stuff and started towards to door.

"I think I'll do that. Thanks, Jack."

"No problem! Jus' call me if ya' be need'n somethin'." He stepped through the door and went down the hall to the right.

Lance started towards the door, then realized he didn't know where Dante's room was. "Damn it!" He ran through the door, yelling and cussing as his wing got caught, and ran down the hall to where Jack might have went. He caught him right before he walked through the middle of the three doors. "Jack!"

Jack stopped and turned around. "Aye?"

"Where's Dante's room at? I forgot to ask you."

"Ah! Jus' take a right down the hall there, then take a lef' through the doors, then take a lef' again. He's room A-3."

"Okay, thank you!" Jack went into the room and Lance started down the hall.

"Okay," he said to himself as he was walking, "take a right here." He went right down the hall into the main ring containing all of the Café's guest rooms. He continued till he was in the middle of the hallway, by some doors that read, "Employees Only."

"I assume they're down here." He said to himself, pushing through the swinging doors. He could see the door leading to the central kitchen, seeing a few Pokémon through it cooking. He came to the middle hallway that contained the rooms. He went left one last time, and noticed Dante's room was the first on the right. A-3.

Lance took a breathe and knocked on the door. After a few seconds, he heard some thumping, and then the door opened up. Dante stood in the doorway.

"Hey buddy!" Lance called, reaching to give Dante a big hug. Dante returned the hug, patting Lance on the back.

"Hey, I haven't seen you face to face in so long! How've you been?"

"I've been good! I just arrived and got my testing over with."

"Nice! Don't worry about the testing, you'll pass for sure. They just want to make sure you're not in trouble, and the blood test and stuff is to make sure you're not a druggy or have STD's or something."

"Okay, good! I'm excited to start working."

"Well, come on in! I don't have to work for another few hours, so make yourself at home!" Dante went back inside and sat down on his bed, patting the spot next to him. Lance squeezed in and closed the door behind him, and then took the spot next to Dante.

"I want to tell you something right away, Lance. I should have told you before hand."

"What? Is there something wrong?"

Dante sighed as he mulled over what he was going to tell Lance. "Well, sort of. There's a certain employee here that, for some odd reason, dislikes dragons. That includes me, a Flygon by the name of Felix, and now you."

"Wait, he dislikes dragons? Why is that?" Lance scratched his chin, pondering over it.

"Yeah, his name is Leon, and he's a Sceptile. And I'm not sure why, he's just an odd jerk I guess. I've asked him before, but he never gave me a clear answer."

"Some Pokémon, aye?"

"Yeah... Aye? What was that about?"

Lance blushes a little bit. "Never mind that, so what do you usually do when you're bored?"

"I just watch TV when I'm not on duty."

"That sounds boring."

"Well, that's not ALWAYS what I do, hehe."

"What do you mean?"

"Well," Dante chuckled some more, sitting up on the bed, "There's always the chance to have some fun with my other co-workers."

"W-what do you mean?"

"Well, we get bored between shifts, and what better to do than have a little sexy time with some friends?"

"I guess so..." Lance blushed even more. Dante chuckled when he noticed.

"You're pretty shy, ya' sure you wana do this?"

"Yes, yes! I am a little shy when it comes to sex, but I like it! I really do."

"If you say so. Hey, do you want to come meet some of my co-workers?"

"Sure, I guess."

"Cool, I'll introduce you to Felix. He's just across the hall."

Dante led Lance out the door and across the small hallway, where he knocked on a door. A few seconds and Felix, a good sized Flygon opened the door. "Hello?"

"Hey bud, meet our new co-worker. This is Lance, a good friend of mine."

Felix gave the Charizard a look over, examining him. "Hmm... Cool. Did you warn him about... you know."

"Yes, I did."

"I guess he's good to go then. When do you start?"

Lance scratched his head with a claw. "Well, I just put my "application" in today, but Dante assured me I'll make it in."

"I'm sure as well. Anyways, why don't you two come in?" Dante and Lance obliged, walking into Felix's room, which was an identical copy of Lance's , only mirrored.

Felix lied down on his bed, and the other two sat down in the two chairs that were pushed into the small table in the room. They barely fit, but it was better than standing, and they were sturdy.

"So tell me - Lance, was it? - what made you want to work here at the Café?"

"I heard a lot of stories from Dante. I've been questioning him for the past week about what it's like to work here. I finally made my decision last night and flew here."

"I hope you like it, then. It's probably one of the better lifestyles a Pokémon can live, if you ask me." He lied back in his bed, heaving a deep sigh. "So what are you two planning right now?"

"Nothing, really. I've still got about... three hours until my shift, you have about five, and Lance doesn't even work yet, so we're all free for a bit."

"I think I know exactly what we could do until that time passes, hehe." Felix sat up, looking between Lance and Dante.

"W-what do you mean?" Lance said, looking between the two of them, who were now both staring at him.

"I think you know -exactly- what I mean..."

The next day rolled around, and Dante's alarm went off at about 11:00 in the morning, several hours before his shift started. Dante slowly sat up in his bed, and Lance rose up from the floor. Dante took a shower, and Lance followed, managing to steam up the entire room.

They both waited around and watched TV for a little while until a voice came over the intercom, "Lance, please report to Mr. Conley's office, Lance to Mr. Conley's office."

"That'd be your results!" Dante said, patting Lance on the back.

"I'll be right back, hopefully!"

"Nope. You still have to make your menu!"

Lance blinked at him. "What do you mean?"

"You'll see, hehe." He motioned him out the door, and although he was still confused, Lance obliged and started down the hallways. He arrived at the office and knocked. "Come in!" called a voice from inside.

Lance stepped in and bowed his head at his future boss. "Hello, Mr. Conley."

"Hello, Lance. Your results came in." He stood up from his desk, and Lance approached. Mr. Conley held his hand out, and Lance grabbed it, and they shook. "Welcome to the work force."

"Thank you very much, sir! Can I have the empty room next to Dante?"

"Of course. Before I can let you settle in though, there's one matter to take care of."

"Is it 'making my menu,' whatever that means?" Lance gulped, having no idea what that could possibly mean in this place.

"Indeed. One second." He picked up the phone on his desk and dialed a couple numbers. "Yes, I need the camera and stuff. Okay, room A1. Okay." He hung up the phone. "Follow me, please."

Mr. Conley led the way out of the room and down the hall where Lance came from. Instead of turning right though, they went right to the first room on the left. They walked right into the room, which was a standard guest room, like all the others at the Café.

"Here we are. Jack will be here in a second with the equipment, then we can get started. I'll be staying this time."

"E-equipment?" Lance looked nervously at Mr. Conley.

"Yes. The way the Café works, is every waiter and waitress here gets their own menu. When a customer checks in here, they pick out a menu from a stack of available servers. While they're waiting, they can look through your menu and see things about you."

"Sounds pretty cool. What kind of pictures do you need?"

"We'll need pictures of every kink you're into, really."

Lance started to blush deeply. "Oh... Okay then."

"You sound worried." Mr. Conley crossed his arms.

"Nah, I'm just... a little shy. Kind of weird for a Charizard I guess, but that's me."

"Hehe, I think you'll get a lot of love here at the Café."

A knock sounded on the door, and without waiting for a reply, Jack walked in, carrying a tripod and an expensive looking camera. "I'm 'ere!"

"Good, let's get started right away! First, a question: remember yesterday when you gave the semen sample, and there was a screen with lots of pictures on it?"

"Yes, I remember." Lance shifted.

"Well, do you mind if we also post these pictures on our website? It's okay if you don't want them on there."

"Well, what do you think?"

"Considering the reports we got from Jack yesterday about your performance, and the way you filled that container, I think you'd be a nice addition to our online database."

"Well, if you think so, I guess it's fine."

"Great, now let's get started on this menu of yours. We did a background check, so we don't need to know anything personal about you. But we do need to know some stuff about your sex life."

"Okay then, ask away."

"First, what is your favorite thing to do sex wise?" Mr. Conley pulled out a pen and pad, ready to write it all down.

"Well, I really love anal play. Being taken is one of the best feelings for me."

Mr. Conley wrote some stuff on the paper, nodding. "And how experienced would you say you are when it comes to sex?"

"I've not had that much sex in my life, so sort of a novice."

"And finally, besides anal, name off some other stuff you like."

"I really like oral as well, and I sort of have a think for handjobs as well." Lance's face was obviously blushed from answering all the questions.

Mr. Conley finished writing some stuff down on the pad, and set it and the pen aside. "Okay, that's all. Let's get started with the picture shoots! First..." Mr. Conley pulled a folded up green apron from inside his suit jacket, and tosses it to Lance.

"Here's your uniform, try it on."

"Okay..." Lance unfolded it, and put his head through the hole in the top, and then tied it tight with the string beside him.

"You look good. Now, take this pen and pad." He tosses them to Lance, who caught them.

"Pose with them, and look as natural as possible. I think your shyness will be a big factor with you."

"Okay then..." He stood where he was and poses with the pen and pad, looking as innocent as a Charizard possibly could. Mr. Conley snapped some pictures.

"Okay, good. Now you need an erection, show off some skin!"

"I'll 'elp with that~" Jack chimed in, breaking his silence. He went in and leaned down to Lance's crotch, licking at his genital slit. Lance let out a low mur, spreading his legs. Quickly, his member began to emerge from the slit, growing inch by inch by inch. Mr. Conley snapped pictures through the entire thing. Jack jumped out as soon as the entire eleven inches was standing out proudly in front of the red Charizard.

"Very nice, Jack wasn't kidding. Now look cute, if that's possible!" Lance gulped, doing his best to pose and look as sexy and "cute" as possible. He reached a paw down and started to stroke himself, muring quietly.

"You're a natural! That's good. Now, I want to try something new. This'll be the first video I've taken, but I want to try it. Lance, sit in one of those chairs." He pointed to the chairs under the table.

"Okay." He pulled one out and sat in it, facing the camera. His pulsing member stood in front of him.

"Now, Jack, get over there and start sucking him. Make it look as good as possible."

"Ya' don' have ta' worry 'bout that now, hehe." Jack slid back in.

"Recording in 3, 2, 1..." Jack was the first to move, immediately starting to lick Lance's member. Lance moaned a bit over-dramatically, but not too much. That's how porn went, usually. They both played it up for the camera, with Jack's licks being much larger than normal, and Lance's moans being louder.

After a little bit, Jack put his lips to Lance's tip, and started descending upon it, inch by inch being easily swallowed by the Typhlosion. Lance's tongue flung out of his mouth, and he started to pant, putting a paw on the top of Jack's head, guiding him down. Jack stopped about three-fourths of the way down, using his paws to slowly stroke the remaining few inches.

Lance moaned like crazy, not completely exaggerating now. His hips slowly thrust into Jack's maw, lots of pre leaking into Jack's maw. Jack's paws squeezed the hot cock, and his tongue stuck out from his mouth and licked the member while he suckled it as well. His head bobbed up and down on the shaft, taking all the way down to his own paws every time.

Mr. Conley stopped recording for a moment. "Okay, you don't need to stop going. I'm just getting in closer. Lance, make even more noise than you are now, and Jack, right before he cums, pull off and jack him to give you a facial. Make it big, Lance, I want you to paint Jack's entire face white."

"Y-yes sir!" He nearly screamed. Mr. Conley set up at the position, getting a perfect view of Jack's work.

"Recording in 3, 2, 1..." Nothing really changed, except for Lance started to grunt and groan extra loud, making his hip movements more sporadic. Jack closed his eyes, also groaning extremely loud. Lance tried to make more noise, letting Jack know he was getting close. Jack caught on, and gave one last suck, before pulling off of the now extremely wet cock. Strands of pre-cum and saliva followed Jack. His paws moved effortlessly up and down Lance's rod, urging him to cum.

Lance threw his head back, giving a loud roar, his orgasm hitting just as hard, if not harder, than it did last time Jack did anything with Lance. Thick, steamy strands of seed burst from Lance's tip, showering Jack in a layer of cum all over his face. They both moaned loudly, and Jack was effectively clothed in his gooey, life-giving substance. Jack's face wasn't noticeable under the coat of thick white.

As Lance's orgasm died down, his belly rose and fell fast, and Jack started licking the cum off his lips. Mr. Conley continued to roll the clip, even as Jack attempted to open his eyes through the cum. He wiped them off, and started to lick the cum off of Lance's cock.

"And done. That was extremely hot, guys. I think this'll go well. If this doesn't do well on the site, I don't know what will!"

"Thanks~" Jack said, not bothering to wipe his face off.

"You know Jack, you look even hotter with all that cum on you, hehe." Mr. Conley chimed in.

"Thanks, maybe I'll make it ma' new look?"

"Consider it. For now, get it off, we need to get some good anal pictures now. Rest for a second, Lance, we still have more to go."

"Yes sir, Mr. Conley." He was still panting hard, and his member was flopped to one side.

"Please, go ahead and call my Ashton right now. Formalities are really weird to me when I'm recording porn, if you know what I mean."

"Yes sir Mr... er, Okay, Ashton." Lance leaned in and started to lick his cum off of Jack's face, who mured in return. When Lance finished up, he licked his lips. "Sorry, just thought all that cum might ruin that perfect fur of yours~"

"Aww, you flatter me!"

Lance chuckled. "Now what, Ashton?" He did feel sort of weird calling his employer by his first name.

"Okay, Lance has said he's extremely into anal, so that's what's next. Jack, I want you to fuck the living daylights out of him."

"Yes'sir!" He said.

Lance gulped, but was excited. Jack looked like he could really do someone good down there. "Okay, so how do you want to do this?"

"Just get on your knees and rest your head on the chair. I think that'll be the most comfortable for both of you, as Jack obviously isn't that tall compared to you."

"Okay then." Lance did what was asked of him, and got on his knees. He rested his head in his claws on the chair, looking back. He raised his tail up too, just for good measure.

"Good, perfect. Now Jack, you know what to do."

"Yup, yup." Jack was already hard, his full nine inches standing proud. It was large for his size, but it wasn't overwhelming. His member had the perfect taper, and a good thickness down the entire shaft, making it just the right size for just about anyone, for the tapir made it slide easily into any sized hole. It was as perfect as penises went, really.

"Let's get started, shall we?" Jack reached down below Lance and wiped some of the cum off of his flaccid member. He used it to rub on himself, slicking up the long shaft. He grabbed it and put the tip to Lance's tail hole, readying his stance. "Ready?"

"Whenever you are." Lance called back. He was getting more used to this, now. Or maybe it was just Jack, who knew.

Jack nodded in response and slowly pushed himself inside the dragon, sighing as he felt the heat envelope his entire length. Lance closed his eyes and gasped, never having that size of a cock inside him before. It felt great to say the least.

Slowly, Jack started a very smooth thrusting motion in and out of Lance. He started out without rapid back and forth, and instead made a sort of circular motion with his hips, making the ride more comfortable for Lance while he adjusted to him. Not long though and Jack turned up the head, wrapping his arms around Lance's tail and pulling the dragon back against him and he thrust deep inside the warm entrance.

Lance was moaning almost immediately, falling in love with the smooth texture and the warmth of Jack's length. Jack was able to fill Lance very well without forcing himself to fit. It was a perfect fit. Lance's flaccid member was quickly stiffened again, dripping pre cum onto the wooden floor below them.

"Ah-" Sounds kept escaping Lance's mouth, unable to hold in the immense pleasure Jack was giving him. His tail was trying to wave and swish, but Jack had a good hold on it. He used it to pull Lance back against his thrusts, but also just liked big thick tails. That was one of the few things that really got to Jack.

"Ya' havin' fun there?" Jack asked, still picking up speed as he went.

"Y-yes! Keep going and don't stop!" Lance was gripping the chair tightly, his claws digging into the wood. He pushed himself back against Jack, grunting silently each time he felt the stiff length pound into him, and when he felt Jack's balls slap against his rump.

"I'll go as long as ya' want me ta', but we can' do this all day! I gotta' shift!" He wasn't really complaining though, for Lance was just about as good of ass as he ever got with any customer. It wasn't really a common occurrence that customers would bring their own Pokémon, and everyone knows Pokémon feel better than humans.

"P-please! Five minutes more at least! This is the m-most amazing thing!" Lance could barely finish his sentences through his pants and moans now. He was thrusting against the floor, a small puddle of pre-cum having developed under him. Juices were even running down his tail hole from where Jack was leaking pre as well, and the angle of insertion made it drip out.

"I can do five more~" Jack closed his eyes and started to lick Lance's tail, stroking his paws up and down the thick, powerful muscle. His thrusts became harder and harder every little bit, his entire length easily sliding in and out of the slippery hole, making squishy noises each time.

Ashton was still on the side, occasionally changing positions. He wasn't going to record the second part, but he had changed his mind, and was videoing the entire scene, getting every last little detail. "This is going to get so many hits..." He said to himself under his breathe.

The action only got better as time went on, too. The two switches positions a little bit, where lance raised a leg in the air and Jack held on to that, making it a little bit easier to thrust up into his tail hole. Jack was even drooling a little bit, panting and grunting as his thrusts intensified. "Ya' ready yet? I got a load ready'n waitin' jus' for you!"

"Yes! Give it all to me! I want it all!" Lance prepared himself, biting down on the chair and leaving teeth marks, and his claws nearly break the chair in half from his squeezing. Jack put his free paw on Lance's ass, squeezing it and going full force at him. "Get ready, 'cause I' cummin'!"

With a low, deep, feral growl, Jack yanked Lance back against his cock with surprising force, the keeping the growl steady as he unleashed a torrent of seed into the awaiting dragon's orifices. Jack's cum was hot, and it was the perfect temperature for Lance, for as soon as it started to spew over his insides, he loud out an extremely loud groan and his body went dead weight on the chair, the legs creaking from the massive weight.

Lots of the cum leaks out of Lance for Jack continues to thrust throughout his entire orgasm. This leaves the ground under them and Jack's lower regions completely soaked in his seed. As Jack's orgasm eventually dies down, he's panting fairly hard and somewhat sweaty. "Aye, that's the best ass I've had in a long time!" He pulls himself from Lance, and a gush of seed spills out everywhere.

"Jack, finish me off, please~ I'm so close!" Lance begs him, still humping at the ground, into the puddle of cum that's now there.

Jack complies and kneels down, wrapping both of his paws around Lance's shaft, smoothly running them up and down the entire length. Lance continued thrusting into Jack's paws, who was also now licking at his cummy ass. With a loud near roar, Lance called out as for the second time, his member lets off a messy flood of semen, completely covering the floor. Jack used his expert paws to prolong the orgasm as long as possible, so much to the point where the puddle had expanded over to where Ashton had been sitting.

Just a few seconds after Lance was done flooding the room, Ashton cut the footage. "And that's a wrap, my friends. We've got enough stuff here to make you two menu's Lance."

"T-that's... cool..." He was completely wiped out, basically lying in a pool of his and Jack's seed. He lie there for a moment to catch his breath and get his strength back. When he stood up, cum dripped off of him from his stomach and lower regions. "Wow... I'm going to need a shower..."

"I'll say so. You can take your shower in your very own room, too." Ashton said, packing up the camera.

"So it's official? I work here now?" He said, still panting a little.

"Yup. Your room is the one directly to the left of Dante's. Ashton reached into his suit pocket and pulled out a set of keys and handed them to him. "Have fun. And don't worry about the mess, we have people to take care of that for us."

"That doesn't sound like a very good job..." Lance said, taking a second glance at the area.

"Ha, they volunteered for it. Anyways, I've got to get this footage edited and cut out. We'll have your menu by Thursday probably. What's today, Tuesday? You can start then if you'd like, or you can wait until next week."

"I'll let you know when I'm rested up. I've had a busy day or two."

"I understand." Ashton carried the camera out of the room, leaving Lance with Jack, who was licking his paws clean.

"Aye, must admit, you're the first'n ta' wear me out in a while. It's nice ta' get a good fuck every now and then, ya' know?"

"Well, I don't think I've known a good one until now... wow. You are impressive in every way, I have to admit."

Jack scratched his ears and looked away. "D'aww, you're jus' butterin ' me up!"

"No, really! I really do mean it!" Lance patted Jack on the shoulder.

"Heh, thanks then! I'll be sure to be seein' more of ya' 'round here, 'kay?"

"Gotcha." Lance ducked and left the room, waving back to Jack, who went the opposite way, down the other hall. Lance bee lined for his new room with keys in hand, but he saw a green figure appear in the door from the employee's area.

"Hello!" Lance called out, offering a claw to the Sceptile. As soon as he looked at him, he remembered though that this was the Pokémon his friend had warned him about.

"Oh God, another one of you? Bleh..." Leon batted the claw away and moved on.

"Hey, what was that for? I was just trying to be nice!" He called back, feeling agitated at the extreme rudeness.

" Yeah, sure." He never looked back.

"Hmmph. I see why Dante warned me about him, he's just a prick..." Lance said under his breath. He huffed, a little bit of smoke coming from his nostrils, proclaiming his anger.

He put it aside for the time being though and hurried to his room. He popped the keys into the door and opened it up, revealing a never before used bedroom. Even so, it wasn't dusty or anything, for the house keeping kept every room in the Café spick and span.

"Wow... I get to live here!" Lance exclaimed out loud to himself, immediately jumping onto his bed and sprawling out. It was nice and sturdy, and didn't even threaten to break when he landed. Dante obviously heard him and came from his room and popped his head in.

"Hey, you got your room finally!" He stepped inside, looking around.

"Yup! I'm dead excited. Can't wait to start working!"

Dante nodded, and then noticed how dirty the Charizard was. "Hey, you got a little white uhm... everywhere."

"Yeah, I had a good time 'making my menu,' hehe."

"Who'd you get for your pictures?"

"Jack himself! And they even took video, too! I'm the first one they're experimenting on with the video. Ash- Mr. Conley said it's probably be a big hit, too! Such a good first day!"

"It sounds like it! What are you going to do now that you have your room?"

"Well, I'd like to get a shower real quick. I can feel the cum starting to crust up and get uncomfortable."

"I know the feeling. Well, I'll be in my room when you're done. Maybe we can celebrate a little bit on your acceptance."

"I like the sound of that!"

End of Chapter 1