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Gyle was what some might call a rather lazy Nidoking. They might not call him that to his face...but he wouldn't really argue if they did. He was lazy...but why not be? He had nothing to do.

To him, he was living the life. A wild Pokémon, all on his own, no responsibilities, nothing he really had to do other than sate his needs. Others might scoff, but he ignored them...they couldn't do anything to him, he'd earned his size and strength and he could use it how he wanted. Sure, he wouldn't say he'd never want any responsibilities, but right now he didn't see a lot of incentive to pursue them; it might be nice to do something, but unless it was really worth it, he found it quite a bit nicer to do nothing at all.

Like now. Eyes closed, leaning back against a tree, letting the warmth of the sun wash over him...what could measure up to that? This was the life, he had no urge to remove himself from it for nothing. Just letting his mind wander, his body relax completely...there was nothing more he could ask for.

WHOCK!

The impact of the object on his head didn't really hurt, but it did disturb Gyle's peaceful rest. With an annoyed grunt, he opened an eye, trying to spot the attacker...it wasn't hard, as the image of the crestfallen trainer's face wasn't that far away. Scanning down at the ground, he saw a Poké Ball sitting on the grass, inert. Clearly, he'd been the target of a failed capture attempt.

Sucks to be him.

“C-crap…" The human looked terrified as Gyle picked himself up, stretching his muscles and cracking his joints. The Nidoking hadn't looked that big when he'd been laying down, but now he was so huge and imposing… “I'm s-sorry, I...I didn't mean to bother you-"

“Oh, don't give me that." He was trying to sound meaner than he was, it would be hard to dissuade further attempts if he was too nice about it, but he didn't want to scare the kid to death, either - it was clear he was a novice trainer, and it wouldn't help anyone to be a real bastard over it. “You don't 'accidentally' try to catch a Pokémon. Too many things you have to do for that. But here's a good lesson for you: a Pokémon that doesn't want to be caught, can't be caught. You might have the best ball in the world, but it won't even register if they aren't interested. I can forgive you for not knowing that once...if you try again, I'm going to have a problem." He picked up the ball and tossed it back at the human. “I think you're in over your head, kid...even if I was game, you don't look like you've been at this long enough to train me."

“S-sorry...I know, I'm not…" He was still trembling, but wasn't running away...that was a point in his favor to Gyle. “I'm...I just...I was hoping to get a bigger Pokémon to...to help me…"

“Hmph. You gotta put in the work to get the prize. Everyone's gonna know if you tried to use a shortcut."

“I know…"

“Then why do it? You know it won't get you anywhere."

“But...I mean, I don't care about that, I just...I want to get them off my back…" The human hung his head. “I thought...maybe I could catch a big Pokémon and get them to leave me alone…maybe he wouldn't listen to me but at least they would have to worry about him…"

Bully problems, eh? Really does suck to be him. “You just wanted them off your back for a bit, eh? And your own Pokémon weren't up to the task?"

“They...had head starts. I...I love my Pokémon, but...he can't do it, not yet. And I can't gain on them, because they're all trainers too and all getting stronger just as fast, or faster…"

“Okay, okay...what's your name, kid?"

The trainer sniffed a bit. “Seth."

“A'right, Seth. I'm Gyle. And I'm gonna level with you...I despise bullies. Guys who think they can do whatever they want just because they have size or power or whatnot. I've had too much trouble with guys like that in my life, and see a bit of the younger me in you. But I won't be caught. I don't like the idea of being trained...I want my independence, I don't want to be bound to anyone. The idea of that just doesn't sit well with me."

Seth nodded. “I'm sorry I tried to catch you...I guess I shouldn't have done that. I guess I'll have to find someone else to help me…"

“Now, I didn't say that. I think I might be willing to help out...but it wouldn't be as a trained Pokémon. I'd still be on my own, but...let's put it this way, you could 'hire' my services."

“Hire you? Like...for money?"

“Same idea, wrong currency. Another lesson for a newbie: there are other ways to get help from Pokémon other than capturing and training them. For a long time, there WAS no such thing as capture...people had to get Pokémon to cooperate with them in other ways. Those are less common now that this new system is set up, but it's still plenty viable. You give me what I want, and you'll get my help in return."

“Wh...but...what am I supposed to do, then? If you don't want money, what do you want?"

Gyle's face broke into a sly grin. “Well, helping me get my rocks off is usually a good way to get on my good side. Call me a stereotype, but I can't help that I love slamming into a nice tight hole."

“What do you...oh, wait…" Seth's face turned crimson. He wasn't that worldly, but he'd witnessed Pokémon mating before, and been talked through what it was about by his very uncertain father. It made enough sense to him, but… “But, I thought mating was about making, um, eggs? And I can't do that…"

“Heh, you're new to this, aren't you? Making eggs is just the end product, but sex is a a lot of fun and a lot of pleasure if you do it right...and trust me when I say Nidokings know how to do it right." Gyle stepped over to Seth, his imposing size becoming more and more intimidating to the human; a swelling in his groin was becoming very evident. “And no, it doesn't matter that you're male too, it just means that there's no way we're going to be making any eggs from it...and all the better, I say, I'm not interested in any sires right now."

Seth gulped hard; the idea that he had to pay for the Nidoking's help like this seemed a bit frightening, and he wasn't sure whether this was something he was supposed to be doing. But the prospect of getting the bullies off his back was very alluring, and Gyle was sure making it sound pretty normal...would it really be that bad if he did? So, hesitantly, he nodded to the Nidoking. “Okay...what do I have to do?"

“Rrr, good boy...first get those clothes off. Can't mate properly with that stuff in the way." The kid's compliance was getting him turned on; he loved a bit of dominance, especially over the alleged master species. Breaking Seth in was going to be a treat...maybe he'd be able to keep this up for a while if he played his cards right. He watched eagerly as Seth disrobed, he was dutiful if not hasty in getting himself nice and nude for the Nidoking. It was a very casual disrobing, almost timid...perhaps he could teach Seth to put on a bit of a show, too.

Ah, I'm getting ahead of myself. Need to nut in him once before I start thinking of the future.

Soon Seth was naked, standing in front of him shy and red-faced with his clothes in a haphazard pile nearby. His youth was evident, he didn't have much in the way of physique and clearly wasn't athletic, but he was close to fully developed where it counted, and despite the uncertainty, it appeared that he was showing the appropriate physical response. And he probably didn't even know why; being around a horny Nidoking was usually enough to get anyone going, even some otherwise totally straight males would react to their pheromones. “Not bad, kid...but let's see what you think of this."

Out of his swollen slit arose Gyle's erection, and it immediately had Seth's wide eyes affixed to it. Inch after inch of long, thick, dark red flesh emerging from him, dripping with fluid and emitting a much more salient scent than his pheromones...a scent that screamed “male" so clearly that even Seth's inexperienced brain knew how to interpret it. The pointed head quickly gave way to a shaft that would have looked big on a creature twice his size, a shaft studded with backwards-facing, barb-like spikes which oozed a dark fluid. It made his look so small...he'd heard other guys talking about how big they were downstairs, but none of them could have even come close to this. “Wow...that...is that really gonna...fit inside me? And...won't it hurt?"

Gyle snickered dismissively. “You got nothing to worry about. You've heard about Pokémon breeding, aint'cha?" An affirming nod from the human. “Figured. Any time you've heard about Pokémon of very different sizes mating?" Another nod, slower but eventually showing enough confidence that Gyle figured it was a pretty big difference. “They ever sound like they were concerned about it?"

Seth wasn't really sure, but he had to think about it...one of his parents' friends had been talking about a Houndoom mating with an Eevee. He couldn't really remember her saying anything about the size being a problem...granted, he hadn't been listening that closely. But the way Gyle was talking was swaying him to a response anyway. “I guess not."

“Yeah, because there's nothing to worry about. If it's a Pokémon, it fits, that's pretty much all you need to know. Might be a few exceptions, but it has to be REALLY big. You're more than big enough to handle me...and don't you worry, you'll be screaming after a bit, but it won't be in pain. You're gonna love how this cock feels in you, just like everyone else I've ever fucked. I guarantee it."

Such a rough-sounding guarantee, but Seth was too far in to say no now. “O-okay...what...should I be doing?"

“Well...how about you lay down on your back, and I'll put this beast in just the right place to let you give it a good licking."

“L...licking?"

“No need to be shy. That's something pretty normal...well, normal would be even more than licking, but I'm gonna start you slow there. So let's see you get into position, eh?" It was less a request than a command, and Seth felt himself flush a bit harder; he felt like it should've been more frightening, but the deep voice ordering him around was actually kinda nice. At least, the feelings it was giving him weren't bothering him at all...slowly, he descended to the ground, laying down in the grass and staring up at the sky. He didn't have much view of it for long, as Gyle's body suddenly loomed over him, that big dick hanging just above his face, the tip drooling a bit of fluid onto his chest.

“Go ahead and start licking...the barbs will feel sharp but they won't hurt, and you'll want to spend time on them to make them feel good."

Seth wasn't so sure about that, but obeyed nonetheless; his tongue slowly emerged from his mouth, and his fingers brought the heavy, hot flush towards his face. The first contact his tongue made with the organ brought the full power of the Nidoking's taste to him...heavy, musky, slightly bitter, his first response was to pull away, but a moment later he was back at it, taking in a bit more. A few licks was enough to have him consistently in contact. It was odd, the taste wasn't what he would call pleasant, but all the same he found himself really wanting it...some part of him was responding very strongly, and spurring him to go on.

Quiet growls rumbled from Gyle's mouth as that tongue started teasing his barbs. Those were always sensitive spots on him, and the more Seth worked them the more jolts of pleasure surged up his dick and through the rest of him. Of course, there was an added bonus, the fluid they gave off would make Seth more aroused, more willing to take him, and he had designs to make sure plenty of that got into the human by the time he had given him his proper introduction to sex. After all, he wanted to ensure a lot of follow-up…

Grinning slyly, he bore down over the human, his own head meeting Seth's erect cock. His own long, thick tongue darted out, slathering the human's member with his saliva. He could hear Seth gasp and moan as he was getting probably his first-ever oral treatment, one that he was definitely going to remember. His mouth wrapped around it, easily enveloping the whole thing and soaking it, squeezing it, getting it nice and wet...with an ulterior motive, his spit was dosed with some nice chemicals to make him much more sensitive, yet at the same time making it harder for him to climax. Perhaps a bit mean, but it would make the rest of the fun that much better.

Seth, of course, didn't know any of this. All he knew was that his dick was getting the most pleasurable sensations they'd ever had - his hand was like nothing compared to this! And as he felt the surge building, he licked and slurped harder at Gyle's massive shaft, his head starting to spin from the constant musky scent and the drugs coursing through him. The more he tasted it, the more he wanted it...he was getting much more interested it the idea of it going inside him, filling him up and hopefully making him feel good.

He let out a bit of a whine when Gyle's mouth receded from his cock, leaving it standing tall in the air, the air cool as it touched the wetness. Gyle let out a laugh at that; he didn't know whether the kid considered himself straight, gay, or something in between, but right now he was behaving like a nice little cockslut, just the way he liked them. “You'll get what you want, but you have to give me what I want to get it. Turn over, and get that ass in the air...I'm gonna make sure your first fuck ruins you for nice easy bullshit."

Seth wasn't paying much attention to anything other than what he needed to do; he probably wouldn't have understood the last part completely if he had been fully in his own control. At it was, all that mattered was the way Gyle said it, sounding so powerful and in control...it was pushing his buttons hard, making his heart pound madly. His reaction was the fastest and least inhibited yet, squirming onto his front in moments and lifting his rear up high like he'd done it daily. Arms and legs spread, he looked pleadingly back at Gyle, begging him to act...and Gyle had no intention of keeping him waiting.

The Nidoking's arms pounced on his, holding them firmly to the ground. His broad, muscled chest was pressed against Seth's back, not quite putting his weight down on him but making him feel it nonetheless. And the tip of that big cock was pushing against his tight asshole, teasing him with its intentions. Seth tried to brace himself for what was coming, but it was impossible; he couldn't have known, and Gyle wasn't going to make it anything he could be ready for.

He struck like an Arbok at his prey, bucking in hard and burying his whole shaft deep into the human in one fell swoop. It drove the breath from Seth, the powerful stretch and impact on his insides battering him fiercely and making him seize up. Yet, true to Gyle's word, it didn't hurt; the stretch felt a bit weird, but there were a lot of good feelings, and the drugs he'd been unknowingly drinking in were dulling his pain receptors quite effectively. There was no hint of distress, and that was enough for Gyle to find it good to continue.

The Nidoking was ruthless - he pulled back all the way and slammed back in hard, and then repeated it in less than a second. A fast, powerful pace that showed just how truly in control he was, and how wild he could be. It was his type of sex, he left them reeling, made sure they know what a Nidoking was capable of...and especially gratifying was making Seth's first time like this, giving him the Gyle treatment and making him love it. And it was as amazing as always, the human's ass was nice and tight around him, putting a wonderful pressure on his cock and making his barbs stretch and flex with every motion, scratching away at the human and dripping their drugs into him, making him ever more compliant and aroused.

By this point, even if Seth had known what his body was getting, he would've only asked for more. The brutal pounding was wildly enjoyable, his body was adjusting well and the pleasure was becoming maximal, especially when his prostate was bashed by a punishing thrust, sending thunder through his gonads. The barbs scratching and scraping at him felt way nicer than he though, like a fingernail scratching an itch, and the fluids they secreted provided a nice soothing sensation afterwards. It was all too much for him, his mind was in a complete fog...it felt like he might cum at any moment, if not for the tongue bath making sure he didn't blow too early. “Ah...Gyle!"

“You like this, don't you?" Gyle growled into his ear, never breaking stride with his thrusts as he let out his taunts. “Enjoy being fucked like an animal, made into my easy little bitch? Want a whole lot more of this, don't you?"

“Ah! Y-yes, yes yes yes!" It was more babbling than coherent, but honest all the same. The human was a writhing, quivering mass of euphoria, insensible to anything but the vicious fucking being delivered to him. Never had he imagined pleasure like this...it no longer mattered whether Gyle helped him with the bullies or not, as long as he gave him more of this. Soon enough, another promise was fulfilled, as he screamed out in heavenly delight at the onset of his orgasm. He shot hard and fast into the grass, a more virile load than he'd ever produced before, his body well-primed and fueled for such a thing. Each pump was its own ferocious pleasure, the streams surging hard and fast and making him seize up every time they came.

And then there was Gyle to deliver the coup de grace. A loud roar echoed through the trees as he slammed one final time into Seth, the punishing blow followed up immediately by a flood of thick, heavy, chemical-laden semen, cascading deep into the human's body and surging back around the mass of his cock. Seth hadn't thought it could be possible to feel any fuller than he was, but the heavy dose of Pokécum was quickly proving him wrong, making his gut feel so bloated he thought he would swell out...and it simply refused to stop, even long after he'd stopped shooting himself, he could only remain still, feeling some of the seed squirt out from his stretched-out hole while his body took in more and more of it. So much, yet he desired every drop, he had no intention of refusing any of this wonderful offering.

After what felt like an eternity, Gyle's pumps slowed and finally stopped. Slowly he drew himself out, making Seth moan at one more scratch of his barbs against his walls before he extracted himself completely. A brief gush of cum followed, but quickly slowed, the thick fluid resisting the pressure to escape. Seth merely slumped onto the ground, panting hard, still fully delirious from the chemicals soaked into his body. He was fully rutted, satisfied on a level he'd never known possible...yet, there was only one thing on his mind.

And Gyle knew it. “Heh...that's how you do it. Lemme guess, you want more?"

No words, just an insensible nod. Yes, he wanted more...there was nothing else TO want but more. And he could only feel joy as Gyle flipped him over and spread his legs, staring down at him with a dominant grin as he started pounding the human once again.

The first time always had the strongest effect...Gyle knew he wouldn't be quite so out of it the next time he went the whole distance. But he probably wouldn't have to, Seth really was the perfect little bitch, and he'd probably be nice and easy even in his clearest of minds. Physically just right too, small and scrawny, easily overpowered...and he'd be staying that way for a nice long time, thanks to some chemical assistance, Gyle wasn't going to give that up easily. But he'd protect his bitch, those bullies weren't going to give him any more trouble...though, perhaps their Pokémon would get a nice shot at him if they were better behaved.

Maybe there was an upside to having a few responsibilities.