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One night, I was just driving home after a long day at work. Getting yet another lecture from my boss and having to work overtime was just stressing me out. I needed to sit down and have a beer with my boyfriend, and just go on about how much I hate my boss. I needed to vent. But... I think what I got that night was better, compared to what I wanted to do.

My name is Hayden. I'm a Blaziken, and for the past year I've been in a relationship with a Hitmonchan named Roy. When we got together, we had both recently been dumped by our previous boyfriends. At first, I didn't think a rebound relationship would work, but my relationship with Roy has been perfect. We accept each other for who we are, including all of our faults. Much unlike my previous boyfriend...

So, once I got home, I grabbed a Guinness out of the fridge, opened it, and sat on the couch. Roy immediately took notice of this, knowing that it meant I had a bad day at work.

"So... Bad day at work, and hate your boss, huh?", he asked.

"Yeah, that's basically what happened today," I said.

"I seriously think I'd have quit by now if I were you..."

"By now? You would have quit years ago."

"You know me."

Roy also got a beer out of the fridge, and sat down by me on the couch.

"So... What did he do this time?", he asked.

"Oh, not much... Just - ", I said.

"The typical lecture and overtime?"

"Yeah, what a surprise, right? It's the same shit every time I talk about this, huh?"

"Yeah. But, you know I'm here."

"You know what the worst part is? I'm almost convinced he'd fire me if he found out that I'm gay."

"Yeah, Hayden, I wouldn't have even taken the job if I were you..."

"But that's the thing... It's kind of a catch-22. In this economy, I can't quit my job, and I can't afford to be fired. Plus, it was the only job offer I got."

"Well... At least you have a job. I'm still looking for one."

"By 'looking,' you mean 'Sitting on your ass playing Need for Speed all day,' right?"

"Dammit, you got me."

"Yeah, good luck finding a job that'll pay you to play video games..."

"I should start a blog!"

"Well, that's one thing you could do..."

I took a drink out of my beer, helping me tame my rage. Except... Well, not really.

"I just fucking hate my job, I hate my boss, and I wish there were another way!", I said.

"Woah, chill out Hayden," said Roy. "It'll all be okay..."

I finished the last of my beer, and then got up to get another one.

"Be careful there," said Roy. "We all know what happens when you have two of those things."

"Yeah, yeah," I said.

Deep down inside, I knew he was right. Every time I had a second Guinness, I... Well, didn't end up making the best decisions of my life afterwards. I could go into great detail about the time I superglued a condom to a Walrein's fang while I was drunk, but that's not exactly important right now. And so, when I got another Guinness and basically chugged it like a frat boy would, let's just say... Things weren't exactly pleasant. I got a THIRD ONE, feeling like chugging that second one didn't do me much good. Boy, I didn't realize when I should have just said "Okay, I'm done."

"So, you know, the funny thing about my boss is... That, uhh... He doesn't realize that he can just go fuck himself," I said.

"You're drunk," said Roy.

"Nah, man, I'm all good..."

"No you're not."

"So, you know, I just don't care what my boss thinks! Even if he's an asshole, I know that in the end, he can just go fuck himself!"

"You know, you're a totally different Pokemon when you're drunk... And you get drunk fast, dude..."

"Oh... I'm fine."

Immediately after saying that, I finished my third beer, and was feeling a bit tipsy. This is the state where the decisions you make are just horrible. But this one... I'm not sure if it was a bad decision, or a good one.

"Let's have sex... Right now," I said.

"Well... I'd tell you that you're drunk," said Roy. "But since I'm kind of horny right now..."

I could tell. I could see that his penis was fully erect, and I think he saw my erection standing right at attention. We were both ready for one wild night. Roy got himself into position, face-down with his ass sticking out, ready to take all eight inches of my dick.

"Dig in, boy," he said.

I very quickly and aggressively shoved my dick in his ass with the force of a sledgehammer. Roy yelped, which should have told me that I was being too rough. At first I went even harder, interpreting it as a sign of pleasure, but I noticed his yelping was getting louder, so I stopped being so aggressive. I softened up a bit.

"Oh, yes," said Roy. "That's better."

Afterwards, I grabbed his penis and began aggressively moving my claw up and down his shaft. As I did this, he let out a loud sigh of excitement.

"Oh, Hayden!", he said. "That's it, that's perfect!"

Shortly after, he turned me around, switching positions so that he would be ramming his penis into me instead. As he went in, the initial pain from his entry was immediately washed away by immense feelings of pleasure. As he went in and out of my ass, I began to masturbate, amplifying my pleasure in ways nothing could match.

"Oh, Roy!", I said. "Harder! Harder!"

Roy quickly satisfied my request, pounding me even harder. I let out a loud sigh, signaling my extreme pleasure from Roy pounding me hard and my own masturbation. Soon, I felt that I was just about ready for orgasm, feeling the tension inside of my penis reach its maximum point.

"Oh... Hayden, I'm gonna...!", said Roy.

Roy was signaling that he was ready for orgasm too. Shortly after, we both came, with my cum shooting out all over the leather couch. After that quick orgasm, Roy pulled out of my ass and we got off the couch.

"Well... I should clean that up," said Roy.

Roy then proceeded to lick up all of my cum right off the couch, and, when he was done with that, French kissed me with a kiss tasting like jizz, beer, and... Well, Roy. It was easily one of the best kisses I've ever had, and I passionately shared it with him. Afterwards, we sat on the couch and decided to watch some TV for the next few hours.

"How about a round 2 once you sober up?", asked Roy.