Commission: Taking a Walk
Quick litlte commission for had fun with it
Belmont sighed as he waited on the crappy bench for his father. The larvitar pulled his phone out of his hat again and checked it. Still no messages since Guy said he was on his way earlier. Knowing his father, that fucking nidoking was probably stopping off at some place and flirting with someone. Always trying to get his shiny ass laid.
Although, the amount of action Guy got was downright impressive.
Not that he was a slouch himself. He got plenty of action himself as well. His sex drive was pretty high, which he always blamed Guy for. That nidoking could, and would, plow any willing hole for hours on end if he was given the chance. While he didn't have any direct experience with it, he'd heard his pop go at it long often enough that he had a pretty high goal to reach for if he ever wanted to beat Guy at his own game. Which, he'd met up with a cute totodile a while back and then started honing his own game. Well, wasn't really honing as much as just working on building up his skills and stamina.
One thought led to another and Belmont found himself squirming slowly on the seat. He let out a soft huff and glanced around. Guy was still nowhere to be seen. Belmont tapped out a quick message on his phone, "Taking a walk around the block. Let me know when you get off and get here." Phone went back into his hat as Belmont hopped off the bench and padded across the street. He knew this area like the back of his hand and knew just where he'd be 'taking a walk' while he waited for Guy to get done with whatever, or whoever, he was doing.
Belmont crossed the street and ducked into the bar across the street. It wasn't a dive, but it was far from a jumping club. Which was the best thing since it meant he didn't have to avoid a line and countless people vying to get in. The larvitar waddled right through the door, waving a greeting at the bar tender. The big rhydon waved back at him and kept watch over the bar as he kept busy cleaning up. Belmont watched the big male out of the corner of his eye with a smirk. He wove through the bar, taking his time to explore just a moment and roam before heading for a back hallway. Tail twitched as his heart began to pump faster as he padded for the men's bathroom. Belmont hopped as he approached the door. He flicked the sign on the door as he hit it, sending the N flipping upside down. A naughty grin crossed his features as he padded into one of the stalls.
Harris, the bar tender, smirked as he slid his fingers along the underside of the bar. A light clicked on above the hallway entrance.
Thankfully, the bathroom was empty. He always hated having to bide his time while someone else cleared out. He peered into the stall and felt a surge of relief. As always it was clean. At least as clean as any restroom in a bar could be. He approached the stall and licked his lips as excitement built. His tip was already poking out of his male slit as he slipped into the stall. Not wanting to get his hat messy, he tossed it up onto the hook on the door. Didn't want that to end up streaked with cum when he could be catching it. With the door latched behind him, he plopped right down on the toilet and waited. He knew he wouldn't have to wait too long. Someone would come by soon enough. If things were slow, it'd be Harris or one of the regulars. There was always someone looking to come back here. And knowing that made things all the more exciting for Belmont.
Resting his back against the cool tile, he spread his legs a bit and let his hand trail down his front. Fingers teased over the tip of his cock with a hushed moan. Eyes roamed over the stall's wall. Graffiti covered the painted wood from edge to edge. No matter where he looked on the wall, his eyes were always drawn to the hole cut in the wall. The edges were rounded and smoothed so no one would end up with any unfortunate splinters. Belmont bit his lower lip as he ran a finger along that smooth edge. What would be poking through here long enough? The hole was nice and fat, which meant plenty of guys could get their junk through here. Even Harris could wedge his fat dong through there. Belmont breathed out a soft huff as his fingers rubbed over his hardening cock and roamed down to his full balls. He spit into his palm before stroking over his cock. Leaning against the wall, he let both hands roam his junk. While one massaged his balls and rolled them against his fingers, the other roamed up and down his shaft. Thumb rubbed across his tip and traced his crown as he let out a shuddering breath. Precum spilled across his rough scales as he teased himself. He worked slowly, getting his hand nice and slick before starting to stroke over his shaft. Ridges flared from the toying and popped against his fingers as he started to pump his tapered length faster.
As deep as he was getting into the fantasy, it was impossible to miss the entrance of a possible playmate. The door crashed against the wall with a bang followed by thunderous footfalls approaching. Belmont froze mid-stroke and held his breath. He followed the male by the sound of those heavy, plodding steps. Heart pounded with each step as his unknown partner shuffled in. Door creaked shut as the footsteps approached and turned into his neighboring stall. Belmont licked his lips slowly and glanced down at the heavy shadow. The wall reached low enough and the lights were dim enough that he couldn't make out any of the male on the other side of the wall. Leaning forward, he peeked through the glory hole as his mouth began to water at the thought of what was to come. Belmont craned his head to try and peer through the hole to get a look at his partner.
All he got was a shape moving in front of the hole before a raging hard cock slipped through and nearly poked him right in the eye. The larvitar had to lean back to avoid having the pink spear jab him in the eye. He nearly went cross-eyed as he looked at the heavy length. It was long and smooth, tapering from a pointed tip down to an impossibly wide base. Definitely not Harris, not any male he recognized either. The male pushed forward, heavy balls coming through the hole as well. Belmont leaned in and took a deep whiff of the scent as he wrapped his pre-covered hand over the cock and gave it a slow stroke. That scent became his world as his muzzle brushed the underside of the cock slowly. He leaned his head down and nuzzled the heavy balls, nosing up between them.
The wall creaked as the male pushed against it and let out a husky growl, "Gonna smell it all night or you gonna actually get to work?"
"Patience," came his hissed reply as he licked over those wonderful orbs. A shiver ran through his body as he sampled the male's hearty flavor. He let out a pleased sigh as his tongue traced up the cock's underside. He could feel a drop of precum rolling up the shaft before it dripped down onto his muzzle. "Can't really get to work with you fucking the glory hole like it's an eevee." A chuckle sounded from the other side of the barrier as the male backed off until just a couple inches poked through. Belmont breathed out a soft pant as he leaned in and rolled her tongue around the tip. The cock twitched and released more pre for him to enjoy. A bit sweet, hint of mint to it. Meant the male was careful about what he ate or he avoided eating meat. Made him practically drool as he imagined what the male would taste like when he came.
He wrapped his mouth around the cock happily and leaned in. Belmont poked his muzzle through the hole as he took the cock deeper. Sealing his lips around the shaft, he gently worked his tongue back and forth against the tip. A smile graced his face as a groan came from his playmate. He shuffled off the toilet and crouched before the wall, bracing himself with one hand as his other moved to stroke his dripping cock. He spread his own pre over his shaft and began to pump quickly.
The male began to thrust at the same moment he started to play with his own cock. Belmont curled his tongue invitingly as it probed deeper into his mouth. "That's a good cock sucker," came the gruff growl as the thrusts came faster and deeper. Within seconds, Belmont was taking the full thing. All without gagging too, which he was proud of. Slick throat muscles squeezed against that tapered tip as it pushed nice and deep. The male's sheath bumped his nose and bunched with each press. He huffed around the cock and shut his eyes as he savored the taste and smell. He sealed his lips tightly around the pole and slurped wetly with each thrust. "Ah fuck yes," came the throaty moan. "Better than some fucking eevee whore." The wall creaked and popped as the male grabbed at the top edge and pulled at it.
Belmont was panting heavily as his hand flew up and down his cock now. Ridges popped wetly on his fingers as he groaned happily at the male's actions. Oh holy fuck he loved how this guy was fucking his muzzle. An extremely large part of him wanted to feel just how this guy would jackhammer his ass. Maybe he should stop and head out of the stall and bend over one of the sinks. While glory holes were all good and fun, there was just something undeniably enjoyable about feeling hands grabbing his hips as he was rutted like a bitch. Belmont rolled his tongue against the male. One moment it was cradling the cock and guiding it down his throat. The next it was pushing the tip between his teeth and cheek for a new sensation. Everything he did was rewarded with a fat drop of precum and a throaty moan from his partner. He was huffing with each breath as he bucked into his hand and flicked his fingers across his tip. Mm yes, he could just imagine the feel of this male bending over him and...
A guttural moan rattled through the wall as the male pulled back. The tip of his cock twitched just inside of Belmont's mouth as the male unloaded his balls. Belmont huffed at the sudden climax, but closed his lips tight around the cock. His cheeks caved in as he swallowed around the member. Rolling his tongue against the male's tip, he prompted a shudder and a groan as thick spunk was shot deep into his mouth. The male pulled back with a huff, finishing the last of his climax across Belmont's waiting mouth. Both males were panting as Belmont sat there, stroking his cock. He kept his eyes closed as he savored the feel of that thick cum coating his tongue and face. Could only imagine how he looked right now.
Lips curled into a smile as he heard the guy snap a picture with his phone; "Fuck! That felt pretty damn good." His mystery partner huffed and smacked his lips as he panted. "But I ain't done yet. Came here looking to get off twice. Gotten your mouth, now give me the other end." Could the male get it up for another round? He'd just given Belmont a pretty damn impressive load, so he wasn't entirely sure that the male had another round in him. Not that there was ever a question of if he should follow the order though. Belmont licked over his cum-stained lips and pulled back with a muttered response. He was in a daze as he turned around and looked back towards the glory hole. Bracing one foot on the toilet, he arched and wiggled himself back against the graffiti'd wall. His tail was pressed high as he shoved his ass into the wood. "Oh, look who is the eager eevee now." Thick fingers, slicked with saliva, pressed against his pucker. Belmont's cheeks flushed as he breathed out a huff as they circled his rear before pushing in. Back arched as he fell forward, bracing his hands on the tile floor. In and out. Side to side. Digits hooked and pressed against his prostate, making the larvitar shudder and buck against the barrier. The male made quick work of relaxing his back door. His legs shook as he let out a huff. Damn, this guy was good at what he did.
The finger fucking only lasted for a moment before his partner pulled back. "Brace yourself, kiddo." Belmont both tensed and relaxed as the pointed cock probed his prepped gate. His mystery date let out a snarl as he drove forward. A single thrust buried the male right to the hilt inside of his ass. His eyes went wide as mouth hung open in shocked lust. Massive balls, still heavy with cum, smashed against his backside in that brief moment the male was against him. Blood rushed to his cock as the sudden penetration did more to arouse him than anything else. Tip and ridges flared with need as his pre dripped to the tiles below. It didn't last. The male's sheath just kissed his stretched ring before pulling back.
Belmont only had a second to brace himself before the next thrust hammered against him. Wall and Larvitar groaned as the male forced himself hard against their holes. Thrusts came hard and fast with his partner pounding his poor posterior like a jackhammer. His ring stretched around that fat base each time he bottomed out. Despite just how smooth the cock was, each plunge stroked his prostate. He was dripping onto the floor now. Belmont's manhood jumped each time his companion's expect thrusts hit just the right spot. Claws scraped and scratched against the tile as he tried to keep his stance secure. Head slipped low, almost touching the ground. The new position let him look back and watch that cock pummel his ass. His eyes were glazed over as he groaned heavily. Arms and legs shook as he held himself up from dropping onto the floor. Precum splashed against his chin as his body rocked back into the rutting.
Thighs shook as he voiced a moan of his own. Nothing could stop the tidal wave of his own climax as it ripped through his shuddering body. Belmont's rump clamped down around the thick cock nice and tight as he peaked. Hot cum splashed across the ground, his belly, and even his face as he found his release. Despite all logic, the male's thrusts came even faster as he peaked. Two a second, then three, a machine gun flurry of fucks. He could only hold on as more cum was forced up from his already spent balls. Then came that final thrust. Belmont trembled, still riding out his climax, as he felt a rush of warmth fill his backside. A tremor raced through his body as he held himself perfectly still. Laying there on the tile floor, covered in cum, he watched those fucking impressive balls jump with each heavy load they delivered into his deepest reaches.
Belmont breathed out a mournful noise as he was left stretched and empty, cum trickling down his rump. Limbs were shaking as he shifted to sit on the toilet. There was a crooked smile on his face as he gathered up some toilet paper and began to clean himself up. He could hear his partner doing the same in the next stall over. Both were still trying to get their breath as they recovered from the anonymous rutting. The heady scent of sex competed with fake lemon cleaner. Leaning against the wall, he cleaned himself up with some toilet paper. Cheeks flushed as he looked at the mess that covered the wall and floor. Harris was gonna have his tail, one way or another, for making part of that.
"Well, I hate to cum and run but I've got something I'm already late for." The toilet flushed as the male shuffled from his stall and headed to the sink to clean up. "I'd drop my number under the stall so we could hook up later, but I get the feeling you come around here quite a lot." He could just hear the smirk in his partner's words and it made him blush so hotly. "So I'll catch you next time."
Belmont chuffed, "Yeah, next time." His cheeks were burning as he waited for the door to creak open and bang shut before he limped out of the stall. Oh damn he hurt so good after that. There'd been a few times when he had to sneak back behind the bar and have a romp with Harris in the back room. Not this time though. He felt delightfully sore as he went to the sink and began to clean up. Matter of seconds, he was clean and dry. Scampering back to the stall, he retrieved his hat and planted it back on his head before leaving the bathroom. On the way out, he passed a lanky charmeleon male. The guy looked from him to the bathroom, Belmont mouthing "sorry" as he passed and headed out.
Guy was actually waiting for him across the street now, leaning against the building and checking his phone. The blue-colored nidoking was swiping at his phone and chuckling. Head lifted as he spotted Belmont padding back up the sidewalk towards him. "One hell of a walk you took, Kid."
"Yeah, well I got bored waiting for you."
His nidoking father grunted at him, "Yeah well, I had something to take care of first. Check this. Added a few and friends sent me some lovely ones as well." He tossed the phone at Belmont. The larvitar caught it before it hit, huffing at his dad. The nidoking's phone served as his little black book, Guy snapping pictures of his partners. As they padded into the restaurant, Belmont quickly found the last picture he'd seen and started scrolling through the new ones. Blaziken chick, kangaskhan milf, a green cum-streaked muzzle poking through a hole. Belmont's cheeks went hot as he glanced up at Guy's massive frame. Could he... nah... surly not... Cheeks flushed as he padded along, pretending to look through his father's blackbook phone while trying to figure out just where that picture came from.