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“Are you sure it was a good idea to take just me along with you?” The Feraligatr spoke in a low voice to the human next to him. “I’m not exactly inconspicuous, and if there’s a guy with electricity or grass around, that could be trouble.”

“Well, that’s why you know Ice Beam and Earthquake, right?”

“Which won’t mean a damn thing if I get KOed or paralyzed right off the bat.”

“Relax, Gan. We’re not engaging, we’re just looking around. I’ve no interest in getting into a battle in a crowded area anyway.”

Gan let out a bit of a sigh. “Easier said than done, Keith. You know these people don’t want us prying in on their business. If they even notice us, they’ll be ready to catch us off-guard. And a big guy like me, it draws attention.”

Keith had to admit that Gan had a point; he stuck out quite a bit in the crowds for sure. But, on the other hand, who would suspect a spy of being so obvious? Still, that wasn’t something he wanted to say, since that might be overheard…

‘Spy’ was probably a bit too grand a definition. Keith was more of an agent for the investigators, someone who worked in the field to gather information on criminal activities. Perhaps a bit young for that, but if a teen could be Pokémon League Champion, why couldn’t one be involved in more serious stuff? Plus, with his father being one of the big wigs, he had an easy way in.

At the moment he was trying to track some activity among a group of apparent Pokémon smugglers - people who captured Pokémon illegally and transported them to other areas for various purposes. Most often stocking ‘game dens’ with Pokémon that would likely not be cared for well, or to sell on the black market to people whose trainer’s licenses had been revoked. It was a fairly lucrative business, but hard to pull off...these people weren’t the first to try it and they wouldn’t be the last, but the authorities were trying to make sure they didn’t last long.

Now, Keith and Gan were looking into insider info that transport of some Unova-region Pokémon was taking place near Nimbasa City. Castelia would have been a better option, but the ports were being watched pretty heavily...not so with the waterways around Nimbasa City, which would eventually feed to the rivers. Boats weren’t exactly common in these areas but also not unheard of, and if they were small enough no one would take notice. It was these boats that Keith was supposed to be looking for, but also staying away from...he wasn’t supposed to engage them, this was a recon mission, they needed info to track the smugglers to where their center was. And Keith didn’t really want to confront them anyway, not with just one of his team with him. The rest were either back in their hotel room, waiting around for potential backup calls, or scouting around if they were capable of doing so stealthily.

Keith’s plan was a little more esoteric. The waterways all around the city were well visible from the massive Ferris Wheel that was one of the icons of Nimbasa City, and he figured that might give him an overhead view that could help him spot any boats all over the place. Gan was there as an extra set of eyes, as well as protection - being the biggest of his partners, he figured it would be the most likely way to avoid getting hassled by anyone. Not a guarantee, but he’d be staying out of harm’s way, at least, which was what his father typically asked of him.

“I’ve always wanted to ride this thing,” remarked Keith idly as they approached the impressive structure. The ride appeared to be finishing up one run and unloading passengers for the next. “I mean, it’s not fast-paced like a roller coaster, but you’re supposedly able to see for miles.”

“Mmph, I was never the biggest fan of heights,” Gan grunted. “Much prefer being on solid ground...or in the water, even better.”

“Yeah, but we’re supposed to stay away from the water here, so the air’s the next best option.”

“I know. I’ll be fine, I know this thing’s never had any serious accidents. Just gotta swallow my nerves.” He was swallowing plenty as he stepped forward into the car, followed by Keith shortly after. The attendants’ eyes lingered on the Feraligatr briefly - most likely not a common sight to be getting on the ferris Wheel - but didn’t say anything about it, just shutting the door behind them. The two sat down and waited as they were slowly rotated, stopping briefly for every car to pick up its new passengers.

“I don’t like the stops and starts so much,” Gan said, sounding a bit disgruntled.

“Once they’ve loaded everyone up that won’t be happening.”

“I know, I know.”

Finally, the motion started and stayed. It was a big wheel, it went slower than some others, providing ample time at the apex to take a look around. Each time they got high up in the air, the pair stood to look over the park and the waterways, searching for any sign of anything unusual. It was hard to make much out, they knew nothing was going to be that distinct but any hints would have been useful…

On the fourth pass, Keith spied it. A boat stopped in one of the waterways on the edge of the city, obscured by trees at any but a high level, small but with plenty of activity surrounding it. It seemed like there were several people around, loading smaller boxes or crates onto the craft...definitely not something one would usually see there. “Gan, I think we’ve got our guys.”

“You do? Lemme see.” Gan shuffled over and his eyes widened as he caught sight of what Keith had seen, just before the car descended too low to get a view of it. “Man...no way that’s not suspicious. We’re gonna have to report that ASAP.”

“Yeah, we’ll have to head off as soon as the ride ends. Hopefully not too long now...I don’t remember how many times this goes around, I think most of them do like nine or ten rotations?”

“Maybe fewer for this one, since it’s so big?”

“That’d be my guess. Best we just settle in, eh?”

“Well, let’s see if we can make out anything more when we get up there again.” Gan seemed a bit more at ease standing up than sitting down, so Keith took a load off and let the gator do what he wished.

On the next rotation up, though, just as they reached the apex of the wheel, they felt things slow down rapidly and then come to a dead stop. The car rocked a slight bit, though quickly steadying much to Gan’s relief...well, for that part, at least. He was considerably less relieved about the fact that they weren’t moving. “That seemed too short.”

“That was too short.” Keith scanned around, having a hard time seeing much from the base of the Ferris Wheel. All he knew was that, as time ticked by, they didn’t seem to be getting started again as fast as they should have been if it was simply unloading.

Then his eyes spied a running figure, being pursued out of the park by what he believed was security. He couldn’t make anything out about the figure, but knowing the circumstances and their sudden unexplained stop… “Gan, buddy...I think there was some sabotage.”

“You mean we’re stuck up here?”

“Yeah. Probably sniffed us out, realized what we were doing, and decided to make sure we couldn’t follow. And we can’t report in until it gets fixed...Dad really needs to get me an encrypted phone.”

“Great...so all we can do is sit here and wait.”

Keith shrugged; he knew Gan wasn’t happy about it, but there was nothing either of them could do. “Sorry, buddy...hopefully it won’t be too long.”

---

As ten minutes came and went, Gan was getting both antsy and bored just sitting next to his trainer. He wanted off, but would have settled for something to do until they got moving again. “Rgh...what’s taking them so long?”

“We don’t even know what the problem is, we can’t really complain.”

“If you think I can’t complain, you don’t know me that well.”

That earned a chuckle from Keith. “Fair enough, you can complain about just about anything. I guess it would be nice to have something to do up here...not much we can do with just ourselves, yeah?”

Gan was quiet for a moment. Perhaps not a lot...but there was certainly something. Something he’d been wanting to try with Keith for quite a while now...and it wouldn’t require anything more than just the two of them. He wasn’t sure whether Keith was really going to go for the idea, but there was only one way to find out. “I think I’ve got an idea for how to pass the time…”

“You do? Huh, what’s that?” Keith only had a moment to ponder before he was grabbed bodily by the gator and held up over him. “Whoa, hey, careful there! This probably isn’t the place to start roughhousing, buddy!”

“Oh, I’ll be getting rough, don’t you worry.” Gan’s big jaws clamped down on the band of Keith’s shorts, yanking them down a bit, exposing his trainer’s rear. He gave it a teasing lick, right in the cleft, making Keith yip a bit in shock. Okay, maybe he wasn’t really giving Keith much of a chance to protest...

“Ah! G-gan?! What...what are you-”

“Relieving boredom. Getting my rocks off. Having sex with the guy I’ve been wanting to bang for years now. And getting ready to make everyone else jealous that I got to you first.”

“Wh-whoa, wait, what?”

“You should probably pay attention to the looks we all give you, you know. You might find a few things out.” His big tongue slurped over the human’s hole, making him twitch and squirm a bit; oh, how he loved the feeling of Keith squirming in his claws. He’d never quite had him in this kind of position, but whenever he grabbed Keith by surprise it was fun feeling him try to escape. Most of the time he let that happen pretty quickly...but not this time, oh certainly not. Not that there was anywhere to go anyway.

Keith felt that he should probably have been objecting to this, after all they weren’t exactly in the most private of places. Not to mention the suddenness of it, and the fact that it was one of his long-time partners doing this, and getting rather aggressive about it...except, that tongue did feel pretty damn good. His attempt to try to put a stop to it died before it escaped his lips when he felt Gan’s tongue push inside, stretching his ass out a fair bit...it was a lot thicker than he’d realized. All he could manage was a stuttering moan as he was wetted in and out, liberal amounts of fluid flowing into him, as well as onto his shorts and underwear. He was getting stiff too, his dick trapped in the tightness of his shorts, the front not pulled down at all.

Gan laughed quietly...he was enjoying this a lot, teasing Keith was a ton of fun. And it had gotten him good and primed, too, his thick cock has pushed its way out of his slit and expanded to its full, impressive length and girth. And he really wanted to put it to use...without giving Keith any real warning, he pulled his tongue out and brought the human down onto his drooling tip. “Sounds like you’re ready...feels like it too.”

“W-ah!” No chance for Keith to put up any other protest, as he felt the blunt head expand his asshole and barrel in. Gan wasn’t ramming in, but he was going a lot faster than Keith had been prepared for...the stretch was intense, not unmanageable but certainly a lot to handle right off the bat, and he wasn’t exactly getting a lot of adjustment time as the huge thing slipped in deeper and deeper. It didn’t quite feel bad, though...Gan’s cock was incredibly slick, the fluid covering it allowing him to pass in without any major friction, in fact a touch soothing on his inner walls. His fingers gripped the gator’s arms, and he panted hard as he felt his rear press up against the Feraligatr’s cool body. He could feel the bulge pressing against him, might have been able to see it if he looked down...but his eyes were shut tight, his body trying to get used to the tension and blocking out anything extra.

“Rrrrr...you’re so fucking tight, Keith, I think we’re going to have to work on that. Though, I doubt you’ll ever get that loose on me…” Gan’s voice was teasing, but a touch shaky in its own right. And no wonder, the human’s warm, ultra-tight hole was almost giving him fits. It was criminal that it should feel this good, and he had to wait so long to get a crack at it...impatience beat at him, and he responded, not waiting around for Keith to be fully ready. His arms easily lifted the human up, a loud, sloppy slurping accompanying his exit, while rivulets of precum dribbled down, making a mess of Keith’s clothes and legs, before pushing back in quite a bit faster and harder.

It was all Keith could do to keep the moans down enough that they wouldn’t be overheard. Gods, it felt better than it had any right to...the cock slipping in and out without a good bit of speed, stretching him out and then letting him relax, back and forth with increasing frequency, rubbing up against his prostate, everything was getting him going even better than the tongue. His cock was starting to leak into his shorts, making even more of a mess of them, not that he was contributing nearly as much as his Pokémon was...maybe he should have tried to remove them, but now he was in no state to, all his energy was devoted to keeping himself stable in Gan’s arms and quiet enough that the other cars wouldn’t get suspicious. At least these cars didn’t sway, that would have been a dead giveaway.

Soon Gan was pounding Keith steadily, lifting and dropping him at a much more pleasurable speed. He wasn’t quite as worried about being overheard, and his grunts and growls were drowning out what little noise Keith was making by a fair margin. The squishing and slurping was louder, though, he was pumping enough pre into his trainer that it was coming out in mild gushes with every thrust, splattering all over the floor of the car and both their lower bodies. Pretty soon it was going to be more than precum, too...he could feel his heart pounding, his chest heaving in and out, a light mist on his breath as he breathed it all over Keith’s back, saturating his shirt. This was too good, he wasn’t going to be able to hold back...but he had to get Keith off first, at least, it wouldn’t have been polite not to make him cum as well.

Fortunately for him, it didn’t take much; Keith suddenly clamped down on him as his dick started spurting its load into his shorts, back arching and pleasured cry louder than anything he’d let out before. He’d never blown that quickly before, but then again, he’d never been fucked before, much less with something like this...it was a lot to handle, and holding back didn’t really occur to him. All the better for Gan, who sped up a bit more, his hips rocking slightly as he pounded his trainer for all he was worth, sloppy sounds intensifying rapidly. Finally, with a deep and guttural growl, he rammed Keith down and held him still as a geyser of watery cum gushed deep into his body.

If Keith thought he’d been full before, it was nothing compared to what he was getting now. His orgasmic moans rose in pitch and volume as he felt more pressure inside him, adding to the rush of sensation that had already pushed him over the edge. It was definitely visible on the outside now, and taking up all the space inside him that it possibly could...and even that wasn’t enough, a lot of Gan’s seed was gushing out of his hole around the big pole trying to keep it in, saturating his shorts and legs and shoes and the floor around them. Nothing he could do about it except enjoy the ride, and enjoy it he did, leaning back into Gan as the gator rubbed and ground into him, working more of the liquid out of himself and into the human.

Finally the ride came to an end...Keith was panting pretty hard as the rush of climax faded, and the swell in his gut was affecting him a bit more, making his breathing a bit more labored than usual. “Fuckin’ hell, Gan…”

Gan growled pleasantly, feeling pretty satisfied with himself. “Don’t try to tell me you didn’t enjoy that. I heard the way you were moaning, and you didn’t try to stop me at all.”

“Not sure I could’ve even if I had tried…” Keith flushed a bit, he couldn’t really admit to not enjoying it. “You cum like a fire hose, though...I’m feeling kinda bloated.”

“Heh, something I can do about that.” Without warning yet again, Gan lifted Keith all the way off his cock, allowing a gush of cum to race out of him, splashing all over the place. The mess on the floor was pretty extensive by this point, and Keith’s lower body was covered in wet or white almost completely. The redness in the human’s face increased, there was no way he could explain any of this away...well, at least he’d gotten a good ride out of it.

Finally Gan set him down completely, folding his arms and grinning at Keith; he didn’t seem to care at all about the mess all over him. “There we go...feeling any better?”

“Yeah...though now I’m a total mess.”

“Nothing wrong with that. Heh, if you ask me, sex should be messy, it’s a lot more fun that way.”

“I don’t think I asked you...but it makes sense that you’d think that given how productive you are. Fuck, how big ARE your balls?”

Gan snickered. “Water-type, baby. All of us shoot a ton more than it looks like we should. That’s what happens when you’ve got such a hydrated body.”

Keith rolled his eyes. “Right, of course. Well, I hope you know how to clean me up, because otherwise you’re going to have a lot of explaining to do.”

“I suppose I could, but I think it’d be more fun to make you messier.”

“You...what?”

“Hey, you didn’t think I’d go down after just one round, did you?” Gan motioned down towards his crotch, where his huge dick was still standing at attention. “I’ve got at least another in me, and we ain’t moving yet. Besides, while that was a fun way of doing it, you’ve yet to feel what it’s like to get really hammered by a Pokémon.”

“You mean you can get rougher than that?”

“Hah! That was going easy on you. Rough is gonna be way harder and faster than that, and you’re gonna be on the floor so that I can put everything into drilling you nice and proper. But trust me, you’re gonna love every second of it...when it comes to Pokémon, the rougher it is, the better it feels.”

“Why do I doubt that?”

“Because you haven’t had enough time to test it. Test the others...have them take you easy, then rough. You’ll say the latter is better every time.”

Talk of the others getting involved seemed plenty premature to Keith...he wondered if he was going to be able to stop them from jumping him once they found out about Gan’s time with him. But...well, he’d already gotten messed up, and he rather doubted Gan was going to let the matter drop. And he’d enjoyed round one…

“Okay, fine...I guess I’m game for another. Just let me get more comfortable…” He slipped off his shoes and socks, then dropped his shorts and underwear, finally freeing his dick from the confines of the fabric. He was just as hard as before, too...well, he was young, if he was running out of gas that quickly it would probably be a bad sign. He left the garments on the sopping floor; they were already covered in the same stuff anyway, it wasn’t going to matter much if they got more soaked with it. After a moment of hesitation, he tossed his shirt down with them - that piece hadn’t been as messy, but he doubted it was going to be safe anywhere anyway. Slowly he turned and lowered himself to the ground, forearms and lower legs flat, rear raised in the air, legs spread to brace himself as best he could.

Gan let out something between a growl and a purr at the sight. “That’s a good position for you. It’s too bad I can’t take a picture, I’d love to see the looks on their faces when they saw you like this. Maybe we’ll just have to show them personally…”

Keith scowled a bit. “Just fuck me already, you big blue butthead.”

The invective didn’t bother the gator a bit. “Well, if you’re that eager, then I won’t keep you waiting.” He stood and bore down on Keith, hands planted on the human’s forearms while his lower body got into place, the fat end of his cock catching the wet hole without much trouble. “Just so you know...chances are I’m not gonna be able to stop even if you tell me to.”

“Then you’d better make it good so I don’t want to tell you to.”

“Just what I wanted to hear.” Keith felt Gan grip him almost painfully tight, and hold him fast as he drove in hard, slamming the full length of his shaft inside him in one fell swoop. His hands balled up into fists as he bit back a cry, managing to keep it down to a stuttering moan. That had been a heck of an entry...he was thankful that Gan had gotten him ready for it the first time around, it was still quite a stretch but he was more prepared for it, and the slickness of the gator cock was helping things along.

Gan didn’t give him much chance to dwell on it - in moments he was pounding away, making the car creak with the force of his motions. Deep growls of pleasure rumbled through him, out of him, making a nice contrast with the loud squishing and slurping from his rutting. This was just the way he loved to do it, hard and fast, no holding back...the way of the wild, he liked to call it, and he was all too happy to embrace it. His strength was more than enough to keep his trainer steady, despite the slickness of the floor, allowing him to use his full force...he was going to do his best to make Keith squeal in pleasure, by the time he was done he’d make sure the human wanted it that way every time.

And Keith was definitely responding positively. As he got used to the pace, he was able to see where Gan was coming from - the adrenaline rush from the wild fucking was adding to the pleasure drastically. His moans were getting slowly louder, and his dick was achingly hard once again, leaking onto the floor of the car and mingling with the heavy volume of Pokémon fluids. He’d never expected something so big to be able to move so fast, but Gan’s cock was so slick that it felt almost effortless.

Suddenly Gan shifted, letting go of Keith’s arms and rising up to push them against his back, pushing Keith’s chest and face down towards the floor while raising his ass up higher. Now the human had a faceful of Gan’s fluids right up close, the scent salty, fresh, and strong, and a huge beast beating down onto him and into him with more power than he’d ever imagined he’d feel. He couldn’t hold back his cries anymore, though they were partly blocked by his face being so close to the floor that his mouth was almost in the liquid. The new position wasn’t as comfortable, but it did free up his hands...one of them went to his dick, stroking it as hard as he could, feeling himself rapidly closing to the edge. His pleasure points were getting so badly battered he thought they might go numb…

Gan got there first, spraying a blast of water all over the car to keep from letting out a roar that would give everything away. Everything was getting a lot more soaked, but nothing more than Keith’s insides, which were filling out quite rapidly again. He was no less productive than before, at least not that Keith could tell as his gut started to bloat again, the second load building on what was left of the first. This time, though, Gan wasn’t staying quite as still, giving short, quick thrusts to help the flow along, and this allowed some of it to squirt out more easily, splattering all over his ass and legs. It also kept up the punishment on his prostate, which finally sent Keith into his second orgasm. He moaned under the racket of the water as he let loose everything he had left in his balls...barely a drop in the bucket compared to the Feraligatr, but it felt no less amazing to his body.

Finally Gan pulled out, letting the last jets of his cum splash onto Keith’s back and head, ensuring that he was completely cloaked in his essence. The slick white stuff was all over his trainer, who simply laid on the floor panting and moaning...such a satisfying sight made it hard for Gan not to want to jump on him again, but he could tell that Keith wasn’t ready for more. “Now...you can’t tell me that wasn’t better than the first go.”

“Ngh…” was all the response Keith could muster.

“I’ll take that as a yes. So good it left you speechless.”

Keith rolled his eyes a bit, and managed to roll onto his back and push himself to a sitting position. “Do all your partners...end up with as much on them as in them?”

“Well, if it’s been a good romp, yeah, definitely. And look at it this way, now my scent’s all over you, there’s no chance you can hide it from any of the others. So they’ll know I got to you first, and they’ll be primed to try to catch up.”

“Well, they’re gonna have to wait a bit, because I’m kinda beat. Good thing we’re not supposed to pursue anyone, because I doubt I could do that in the shape I’m in.”

“Heh, that’d be a sight, you waddling after some smuggler with a belly full of my seed. Might be tempted to-” Gan didn’t finish as they felt a lurch in the car. Suddenly there was motion, albeit briefly before it slowed to a stop again...but they had definitely changed position.

“Shit...I think they got things working again.” Keith staggered to his feet, barely able to stay upright on the now-slick floor. “We gotta get decent…”

Gan nodded. “Get your clothes on and leave that to me.”

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The ride operators knew something was up before the car even got to the ground. The sight of water dripping out of the car became ever more obvious as it got closer, as well as the misted-over windows. It was almost impossible not to be staring at it as they finally brought it down to the ground and let the doors open.

Exiting from the car was a rather embarrassed-looking human and Feraligatr. They were both soaking wet, dripping with water from head to toe. The human gave a little laugh as they departed rather hastily. “Sorry...Gan got a little bit bored up there and decided to start a water fight. I was...not exactly equipped to stop it. Heh...sorry…”

Neither operator said a word in response, just watched the two rushed away without providing any opportunity for response. Well after they were out of earshot, one of them finally found his voice. “Well...that was…not at all convincing.”

“I know, right? Did they think that we’d buy something like that? Not like they’re the first ones who decided to get busy during the ride...or a layover, for that matter.” The other one shook his head as he observed the dripping car. “Guess we’re gonna have to leave this one empty for the rest of the day...at least they were nice enough to clean up after themselves.”