A Pokemon\'s Reminiscence
It's been a long time since my trainer and I have met. So many days, I can't even count them. Yet, of all the days we have shared together, there is only one moment I will truly never forget. And that moment is the moment it occurred to me just how much my trainer loved me.
I remember the events leading up to that moment quite vividly. However first, let me tell you a bit about myself. I am a male mudkip, I weigh 18 pounds, I have green eyes, and my mate is a female pikachu. (but that's a different story) I suppose, you could label me bisexual, because my trainer is male. Anyways, one night, as my trainer prepared for bed, I watched him. I admired the curves of his body, the length of his hair, and his a warm, loving eyes. He turned the light off and climbed into bed with me, taking me into his arms. His skin was beautifully soft and warm. His chest warmed my underbody. I was in a state of bliss as he laid me on my back. I looked into his eyes, and he looked into mine.
"I love you." He whispered, as he kissed my lips. He gave me a cuddle and laid his head on my on my stomach. Quickly, we drifted to sleep as he pulled the blanket over the two of us.
The next morning, I found myself wrapped in the blanket. My trainer had left for work, and was so gentle as to not wake me. Though, I wouldn't have minded to be awake for the kiss he surely gave me before he left. I decided that I may as well go back to sleep.
I dreamt of my trainer, his naked body, his soft, warm hand caressing my body, him kissing me, and his chest against mine. I woke up to the sound of thunder. As I turned to the window, a surge of pleasure rushed through my body. I turned to my underbelly. I had a full erection begging to be serviced and a puddle of cum at least 8 inches in diameter. I had been weeks since I last masturbated, and I knew that my erection would not leave easily. I looked at the clock. I was only 12:20, and it would be hours until my trainer returned. I found a pillow and began to mount it. My pre-cum began to soak the pillow. I could not stop thinking about my trainer. I imagined the pillow as his mouth. I could practically feel his tongue wrap around my member and lick the tip. For what seemed like an eternity, I continued to mount the pillow, and with one final thrust, I reached my orgasmic climax. A loud moan protruded from my lips as I saturated the pillow with my cum. My orgasm ravaged my body, as the long explosion of cum slowly subsided.
I opened my clenched eyes. As I lay there panting, mounted on a pillow, I glanced at the clock. It was already 1:40. I was astounded. I could not believe I had masturbated for over an hour. I knew I had to clean up before my trainer returned. I would not be able to bear the embarrassment of my trainer discovering me like this, or the possible spanking he may give me if he found out I had been servicing myself on his pillows. I took the pillow to the bathroom. I then wiped myself with a towel. Using the same towel, I wiped the excess cum off the pillow. With a quick water gun, I exfoliated the set in cum. I used another towel to dry the pillow, at least, the best I could have. I then concealed it at the bottom layer of pillows on the bed.
By this time, I was exhausted. I looked at the clock. It was 1:52. After masturbating for over an hour and hurrying to conceal the evidence, my small body wanted to sleep again. I collapsed in the center of the bed and practically past out. I remember waking up to the sound of the door opening and my trainer walking into the room. I looked at him. I could tell he was very exhausted, but when he looked at me, a smile formed on his face immediately.
"Hey babe!" he said as he picked me up and cuddled me. "Come on," he kissed, "let's go get something to eat." And with that, he carried me to the kitchen.
He placed me on the counter and retrieved a pot and pan. He opened the refrigerator and took some ingredients. I watched his hands flow through the steam, dreaming of other uses of which they would be of assistance. He glanced over and noticed my staring.
"What are you staring at?" he inquired.
"Mudkip?" I replied.
"I guess you just really hungry."
"Kip!" I replied in delight.
He laughed and continued to cook. After we finished eating, he carried me upstairs to begin working on his assigned work.
"I know it's been awhile since you last battled," he said as he turned, "but we really need to start training again."
"Mudkip." I said glumly. I had been almost a year since that fateful day.
Team Snaggem had been spotted in the Hoenn region, and were abducting pokemon from unsuspecting trainers. That day, we were taking on the gym in Fortree City. As we reached the final gym trainer, we were prepared for an easy battle, but before we would finish off his last pokemon, he ran towards me and snatched me away. Before my trainer could react the Team Snaggem trainer had disappeared into the Fortree woods. I remember waking up inside of a cage, in a dark room. My head hurt terribly. For three days, the Team Snaggem brutes abused me. Throwing things at me, hitting me, forcing me onto other pokemon, and vise versa. However, I did not lose hope.
On the eve of the third day, I heard screaming from the room next door. I feared for my life as I heard a profusion of footsteps approaching the door. The door bursted open, and light poured in. I clenched my eyes and turned away, trembling. To my surprise, I heard a familiar voice.
"Mudkip, Is that you?" I doubted to whose voice it was until I turned. "Mudkip! I missed you so much!" he screamed as Swampert ripped the cage open. My trainer picked me up and wept as he held me close to his body. I said nothing as silent tears flowed down my face.
Ever since, I have not battled once for fear of being taken again. My trainer smiled and hugged me, taking me out of my remembering trance.
"I love you." He said softly. Oh, how I wished to say the same to him, but to my unknowing dismay, all that happened was me gaining an erection. As he pulled away from our embrace, he spotted my throbbing member. He looked into my eyes and smiled. "Uh, Mudkip, Is there something you want to tell me?" I looked down and saw what he was talking about, and turned away, blushing from embarrassment.
"It's ok." He comforted, "I told you I loved you with all my heart. Now I want to show you that." He laid me down in his arms and kissed me. He continued kissing me as his hand slowly slid from my face, to my chest, and then to my stomach. I gasped as he softly gripped my member and began to stroke it. "I love you." he cooed.
"Mu-mudkip." I moaned. His hands were warmer than I imagined. I was trying to hold back my inevitable climax, but this was too much for me to endure. His kisses became deeper, his strokes grew faster, my moans became louder, and finally, with one last kiss, one last stroke, and one last teeth clenching moment, I sprayed my load on my chest and our faces. I opened my eyes and licked his cheek clean. He did the same for my chest and my face.
But, he wasn't finished with me yet. He ran his tongue down my body, and wrapped it around my still erect member.
"Kip." I moaned softly. His lips nibbled gently at the tip, but slowly his mouth engulfed my entire length. I began bucking my hips to match the speed of his bobbing head. I could not believe this was happening. I found out the love I had for my trainer wasn't unrealistic, I found out just how much my trainer loved me, and on top of that, my trainer was fulfilling my desires better than I could have imagined. His gentle suckling grew into deep inhales of my will power. And, as I came closer to the edge I began to practically scream in pleasure.
"Mu-mu-mu-mud-mud-KIIIIIIIIIIP!" I screamed as I thrust my member, my love, and my innocence into his mouth. His eyes fluttered slightly as he swallowed every drop of my cum. As I lay in his arms panting, I wanted to tell him thank you more than ever.
"You're welcome." He said almost knowing what I wanted to tell him. And with that, he kissed me, and we drifted to sleep holding each other.