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Okay so this is my first story, I love Pokémon and without wanting to give away my age, I'm old enough to know some... adult things. So be warned SEX IS A BIG PART OF THIS STORY. However this story is also centered around growing up so it probably won't stick to one sexuality. This is also because I'm not currently sure what my sexuality is, I'm a little confused so this may also help me figure it out.

So without further ado, here is the first of what I hope is a very long series.

The Art of Assisting

Part One: I'm On

Hi. How are you? I'm Good. Nice weather ain't it? Or is it? It's pretty cold here. Or it was when I wrote this. Or as I'm writing it, I'm not great with grammar.

Jeez this is awkward, let me just introduce myself: My name's Ben, I'm a guy, obviously, and I live in Camphrier Town Kalos, but I'm really from Dewford in Hoenn. Both towns are pretty nice, in fact some of my best childhood memories are of exploring Granite Cave. Well, I call it exploring, I was usually too scared to go any further than the first floor. This I'm writing is pretty much my life story, or rather it's just all of the fun, new, interesting, and at times traumatizing experiences of my young life. Anyway, here it goes:

I liked Dewford, it was a small island town that was half way between Petalburg and Slateport so it saw a little bit of docking, but mostly by Mr. Briney, who would ferry young trainers looking to get a second gym badge from Bruce, the town gym leader. I was one of only three kids the town, the second was a girl named Ellie, a cold girl who rarely spoke to other people, and when she did it was either a criticism or an insult. And that left Brawley, my best friend in the whole world, not that I had seen much of it. Brawley was a great guy and even if I had had a choice, I would probably have been friends with him anyway. From the age of five we would play every day around the town, and as time passed we dared to go closer and closer to Granite Cave, the most formidable and mysterious place in the world as far as we knew. Those great childhood days seemed like they would last forever. But the innocence started to fade when it happened.

I was 15, I was average height, I had short brown hair, big mahogany eyes and a tone body, browned from the hot beach sun. Brawley however, was a different story all together, he was tall, had wild blue hair, deep azure eyes and a strong, well - built body wrapped in flawless pale skin. Our friendship had only gotten stronger and we loved each other like brothers. One day I was walking down the beach and found him where he usually was, at the edge of the sand scratching into the outside of the cave wall. I dropped onto my haunches beside him and looked at what he was carving, unsurprisingly he was writing Ellie's name inside a love heart. He'd had a huge crush on her ever since he saw her swimming in our beach's calm tides. Her dyed blonde hair, perfect breasts, lithe body and perfect ass were accented perfectly by a spongy two - piece bikini that left surprisingly little to them imagination. Since then he'd spent most of the summer watching her swim from the tree line with a pair of high power binoculars. Honestly I couldn't blame him. Personally I had no interest in Ellie, while she was definitely a knockout, she had an awful personality and always seemed to look through me, if she ever looked at all.

"Hey Romeo" I said with my trademark smirk.

"Sup dork" He replied, still staring dreamily at the sea - battered rock face.

"You still swooning over the ice queen?" I already knew the answer, but there was nothing else to talk about.

"Shut up dude you know how awkward it is." He snapped, and he was right, being the only kids on the island, stuff like this was always really weird to talk about. Especially when we realized that if he and Ellie got together I would lose my best friend and any chance, however minute, of a romantic relationship.

"You are such a pussy man!" I said with a grin, at which he jumped up and started shouting:

"I am not a pussy! You know what this is like! And you also know I'm the toughest guy on this crap pile!"

"Why don't you prove it then?" I replied calmly

"Fine then! Granite Cave, 12pm, be there, and then we'll see who's a pussy!"

Needless to say I accepted his challenge, I was still a little scared of Granite Cave, but there was no way I was going to miss a chance to see Brawley run out of that cave crying. I sneaked out of the house at 11:55pm, it was pretty easy as the only thing awake in the house was my dad's combusken, who never seemed to sleep, but we were on good terms then so he never ratted me out or woke anybody up. I got to the cave to find Brawley leaning against the wall near the entrance.

"You can still back out dude." I said, trying to sound confident.

"Just shut up and get inside." He shot back, stubborn as always.

We walked side by side all the way through the first floor without anything interesting happening. Even if we did see something, Brawley had a few good pokémon his dad gave him when he was younger. When we climbed to the second floor however, we started hearing a strange noise, like a wailing or moaning.

"You here that?" Brawley asked urgently, has hand awkwardly gripping my forearm.

"Yeah, what the hell is that?" I replied.

Whatever it was, we were more curious than scared, so we pushed on, but as we stuck our heads over the ledge of the stairs, we saw a sight that to this day I am still not sure was good or bad luck to catch a glimpse of. Ellie had her back to the cave wall and was completely topless, one of her beautiful breasts was hanging down with a hard pink nipple, the other was in the hand of a medicham, one of her favorite pokémon, who was also kissing up and down her neck while his other hand was thrusting back forth underneath her skirt. It's hands were drenched with the same shiny liquid that was dripping from her pussy and quickly forming a puddle at her feet. She was moaning and writhing against the cave wall, making some of the sluttiest sounds I had every heard. We watched her having her wet pussy completely splashed out for a full minute, until Brawley ducked his head back down and crumpled against the cave wall. I stood there staring at him, not knowing what to say.

"You okay man?" I asked in the gentlest voice I could manage as I sat down next to him.

"Yeah... I'm just a little... uh... never mind..." He said clumsily.

"What is it man?" I asked, genuinely concerned.

"I'm just a little... On." He said quietly.

"On?" I asked, "On what?"

"Just on man like... turned on..." He looked me dead in the eyes, his face inches from mine "Hot"

I was stunned. We never really talked about this stuff, I mean sure we joked about it, but we never talked about it.

"Well... um... I guess that's... understandable..." I stammered, in disbelief at how lame I sounded. Brawley just kept staring at me with those deep, piercing eyes.

"Ben, I'm really sorry about this" He said, deadly serious.

"Sorry for wh-" That's all I got out before he threw himself at me, his powerful body pinning me to the cold cave floor.

"What the hell ma-mmph!" I was cut off again buy him clamping his lips against mine.

I was so shocked I just lay there, his fingers digging into my wrists, his hips pressing a little too hard into my inner thighs, but I wasn't thinking about any of that. I was way too busy focusing on what was happening between our mouths. His tender lips were stuck pressed against my own, as his tongue flicked and rolled, exploring my mouth from top to bottom. At first I was shocked, then a little mad, and then I realized something.

I liked it.

Not wasting any time I gave in and started mirroring his tongue with my own, rolling them over each other and moaning passionately into my first kiss. The noises coming from Brawley were sending me crazy.

"mmph.. fuck" he mumbled into my mouth in between the delicious smacking sounds our hungry lips were making.

After a full two minutes of making out with our hard, young male bodies pressed against one another, I started to think about what the rest of me was doing, Brawleys grip on my wrists had loosened, so I decided it was time for a change of pace. I pulled my arms free and placed my right hand on his hip, slowly rubbing in a circular motion, while may left grabbed a handful of his luscious hair. He took the hint and wrapped his powerful arms around my waist. I pulled him even closer to me and ran my hand straight up his spine, finally stroking it down his chiseled jaw. This made him break the kiss and mumble:

"Oh god Ben." His voice shook as he gasped out these words, his grip on me loosened and I saw it as an opportunity. I gently pushed against his left pectoral and pulled his right hip, rolling him over so that I landed on top of him; all the while kissing him passionately over, and over, and over again.

As I lay on top of him, still pushing my tongue in and out of his throat, he raised both of his hands and slapped them down hard onto my ass. I stung a little but I fucking loved it, he squeezed my tender ass and rubbed it in circles with both hands. It was quickly becoming apparent that in whatever this was, I was the girl. Which for some reason I was completely fine with, just the idea of having him dominate me and take my virgin body as his property sent uncontrollable shivers down my spine. It was then I noticed the hard lump pressing into the bottom of my rock solid member, since I was already a little too high up, I slid down his body, feeling my dick rub against his toned abs through my shorts, until we were perfectly lined up so that our erect penises were rubbing against each other as we kissed. I moaned and writhed on top of him as his hands continued to caress my ass and lower back, everything felt so close and intimate and so god damn hot.

"Oh shit Brawley... Brawley!" I whimpered into the air as his hand disappeared down my shorts and started to rub against my butt, with one finger sliding down my crack and rubbing against my asshole. I never thought that would feel good, but in that moment, he could whatever he wanted with me.

Suddenly, Brawley flipped us so he was on top once again, he then broke the kiss and licked those sexy lips of his, all the while smiling down at me seductively. He gripped my shirt in both hands then ripped it open, making me gasp and my nipples get hard as they met the cold air of the cave. He then slid down my frame, kissing all the way down my neck, chest, nipples and abs until he stopped at the hem of my shorts. He gripped the edge of my shorts and looked up at me; it was a few seconds before I realized he was asking my consent. I never would have thought Brawley could look so cute, looking at me with an innocent face filled with genuine concern, waiting for the shaky nod I gave him without even needing to think. Within a split second, he had pulled my shorts all the way down my legs and off past my feet.

My erect cock sprang out and he started licking his lips again, I shuddered as he slowly slid his right hand up my thigh, then threw caution to the wind and wrapped his hand around my throbbing member. Painfully slowly he started to slide his hand up and down, while his left hand stroked and tickled my balls. He continued to stroke up and down, until he brought his head down and looked me dead in the eyes as he flicked his tongue, snake - like around the very tip of my dick, lapping up the pre-cum from around the top and edges of my pinky-purple head. This went on and I felt my orgasm building and my eyes rolled back in my head. But then, he completely let go, I looked at him, my face dropping, until I saw what he was about to do. He raised himself of up on his forearms and opened his mouth wide, he hung there in suspense for a few seconds, and then descended, mouth first, onto my dick. Every one of my six inches disappeared down his throat and I actually screamed.

"OH SHIT... FUCK!" I cried, my voice echoing off the cave wall.

I looked down to see his head bouncing up and down, his left hand back to tickling my balls, while his middle finger on his right hand was once again rubbing against my super-sensitive asshole. I moaned and whimpered as he gagged on spluttered, getting my cock dripping wet with his saliva, he picked up speed and sucked me off with same passion I saw in him when he was battling pokémon. It only took about thirty seconds before my toes curled, my fists clenched, my back arched and I screamed his name into the darkness of the cave.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD BRAWLEY! OOOOOHHHHHHHHHH!" My eyes shut one last time as my load shot into his mouth my quivering body dropped back to the floor.

My head was swimming but when I came to I looked down to see he had swallowed my cum and was licking around my entire crotch to make sure he got every last drop. When he finished he pulled my shorts up my legs and lay back down beside me. I snuggled up to him and rested my head on his chest, he wrapped my up in his strong arms, kissing me tenderly on the top of my head, stroking his fingers up and down my bicep. I lay there in bliss with my eyes half closed until I realized how unfair I was being. I sat bolt upright and started fumbling with his belt.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry!" I stammered.

He laughed sweetly and said:

"What is it babe?"

"Well I uh... just thought I should uh..." Was all I could manage as I blushed and smiled like an idiot loving how he called me 'babe'.

"Don't worry about it," He said gently as I lay back into his warm embrace. "You can do me some other time."

END

And that's it for part one, just a couple of things:

• I appreciate that right now the title of the series probably makes no sense, but it will in time.

• Yes there was a lot of gay lemon in this and very little straight and also very little furry, but as I said, this will vary part after part so just wait for the next one if you want something else.

Other than that, thank you so much for taking the time to read my first ever upload, and I'll talk to you guys again soon.

Peace Out.