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Rick paused on the pavement outside the small building in front of him. Located on a highstreet, the pedestrian traffic of humans and numerous species of Pokemon flowed around his stationary form,ignoring him and the business he was looking at as they went on their way. A two story building with a white painted facade that wouldn’t have stood out much except for the large business board atop the door. Over a white background were the strong, navy blue words ‘Cal, Personal Trainer.’ Simple words, and less flashy compared to the small businesses either side of it, but from what Rick had worked out, this trainer's business was primarily from recommendations than walk ins. You wouldn’t be here if you weren’t already going to enter.

Pulling out his phone, he double checked the address he’d tracked down anyway, confirming he was at the right place before moving forwards and pressing the buzzer on a intercom by the door. A brief, harsh electronic sound emitted from the intercom and a few seconds later a calm, male voice came through,”Yes?”

“Hi, my name is Rick and I called this morning to make an appointment.”

“Ah, yes. Let me allow you in, and my office is the first door on the right.”

The door clicked as it unlocked remotely and Rick, pushed down the handle, leaving the early afternoon sun into a cooler, fairly large sitting room area. There were several fairly comfortable looking sofas around the walls with a few coffee tables dotted with magazines. What he guessed was the waiting area was empty of anyone else at the moment and RIck ignored the other doors and headed towards the one on his immediate right. Pushing the door open he entered into a moderately sized office; a sofa against the wall he entered through while facing him was a large desk with a chair on either side.. Several filing cabinets and bookshelves filled out the rest of the walls, sitting around several windows that let in the natural light. On the desk was a computer designed for use by Pokemon with paws and not fingers.

Sitting on the chair facing him was a fairly tall Lucario; the jackal like Pokemon, like most of his species wore no clothes, instead showing off a well toned chest that was barely visible beneath the well groomed, naturally golden yellow chest fur. Bright, red eyes looked at him, flicking up and down as the Lucario quickly took him in before getting up off his chair and holding out a black paw in offer,

“Rick? I’m Cal, it’s good to meet you.”

Rick moved to the desk and clasped the offered paw, feeling the strong, firm grip of the Pokemon as they shook while he replied, “Yeah, pleasure to meet you too Cal.”

“Take a seat, please,” Cal waved towards the seat as he sat down himself, waiting for Rick to sit down as well before continuing, “On the phone you mentioned you were looking for someone to help you improve your breath longevity; would you mind extrapolating on that? What sport or job are you in that requires such training, and why, if I may ask, did you seek me out above anyone else?”

Rick pulled the seat back slightly and moved to sit down on it, facing the trainer, meeting those red eyes with his own dark green ones.

“I’m a professional diver by profession, from scuba diving on shipwrecks to snorkeling off reefs or shallow wrecks. I’m mostly self taught past the initial lessons that earned me my certification, though I’m fairly competent despite that. I apparently did well enough that I got invited to a competition that starts in two months; a shallow sea wreck is dotted with a number of items to retrieve - small bags of swag, idols and figurines and the such. Each contentestant is given twenty minutes of diving time to scavenge as many of the planted items as they can, and the winner with the most wins a fair sized cash prize and a top of the line scuba gear.

If it was just using scuba gear with air tanks, I feel like I would have a fair chance of coming in the top three, however we’ll be using snorkels. Putting aside the skill of swimming, the factor I’m not too confidant in is how long I can hold my breath. The longer I can stay down on the wreck, the more time I’ll have to scavenge as each return trip for air takes up time. Rather than trying to train myself, I decided to look for someone else who could help train me in this; I read a recent article about a gold medal winner in the last olympics who praised the work of his trainer, without whom he wouldn’t have won... that trainer being you, Cal. So I did some sleuthing on the internet and found your contact details and here I am. Can you help me?”

Cal leaned back and smiled, clearly reminiscing as he chuckled softly, “Oh I remember who you’re referring to. Michael really did have quite the mouth on him, and he was certainly a goal oriented person.” With a whimsical sigh he straightened up and smiled politely at Rick before continuing,

“I can certainly help you out Rick. I’ve got some time clear on my schedule that I could work you in. First however,” the Lucario opened a drawer on the desk and pulled out a few pieces of paper, sliding them across to Rick with a pen, “I need you to fill out a short medical and personal questionnaire, as well as answer some of my own questions when you’re done. Depending on your answers, and that you can fit within my insurance, we’ll then move onto my fee.”

“Alright, thank you.”

Rick looked down at the questionnaire and started filling it out. The initial questions being fairly standard - name, age, species, any medical conditions or allergies. Whether he had his own insurance and what it covered. Then there were the slightly more personal questions, but Rick didn’t think much of them having seen them on enough forms. Gender, sexuality - gay, whether he was in a active relationship or not, to which he frowned at slightly but shrugged, ticking the ‘Not in a relationship’ option. A few other business like questions followed, such as how Rick had located Cal, whether he was already using a personal trainer or ever had before. After about ten minutes, Rick handed the forms over to Cal who began to peruse through them as he added,

“This will just take a few minutes then I can give you your answer.”

Rick watched as the Lucario read through the forms, somewhat curious about how several of the questions could impact if he was a suitable customer or not. He guessed though that some of it probably had something to do with proving Cal was open to working with all species, genders and so on. Cal was a fairly fast reader and it was only a few minutes before he lowered the papers and smiled at Rick,

“Good news Rick. I don’t see anything that stands out here, so I just have a few more questions. Firstly, what do you know of my methods for teaching Michael in his breath capacity?”

“Nothing,” Rick admitted, “The only thing Michael mentioned was that he owes his success to you, but I couldn’t find out anything about the actual methods used. Just that Michael and others you’ve trained refused to comment on it.”

“Understandable. My training methods for this and other exercises are rather... unique, and I make clients sign a confidentiality agreement, prohibiting you from discussing what happens in our sessions. Would you have a problem in signing such a waiver?”

“I suppose not. Especially if we’re looking at the same results that Michael reached.”

Cal smiled, “Oh, I’m sure you’ll find yourself improving in no time. Now then, if we have two months to your competition, I’ll be looking at working several days a week until then. How flexible is your schedule? Can you make room for several one hour slots, Seven to nine, during each day?”

“I should be able to,” Rick confirmed, “I’ve got a few diving groups booked for the next few weeks, but I’ll be free during those mornings and evenings, while I’ve kept the rest of the time until the competition clear for training already.”

Cal turned to type something on his computer and thirty seconds later, a whirring noise came from beneath the large besk, the sound of a printer at work. The Lucario leaned down and pulled out several pages of printed documents, handing them over to Rick as he explained,

“Here is the Non-Disclosure agreement with the basic contract. I charge by the hour as you can see, with a minimum of five hours a week in sessions or I will not consider it worthwhile. If at any time you decide to cancel my appointments yourself, you’ll be billed the cumulative time spent but no cancellation fee. Of course, the non-disclosure still continues no matter how our sessions go.”

Rick pursued through the documents and didn’t find anything objectionable. The contract basically summed up to that he was legally bound to not reveal any of Cal’s training methods, while stating his hourly fees. Working his way to the end he signed his name and passed the forms back to Cal who continued with,

“Thank you. Now, If you’re happy to start this wednesday, I’ll meet you at your house at 3pm?”

Although Rick was curious about why they were meeting at his house and not a pool or beach, he didn't have a problem with the timing and nodded,

“Sure, I’ll see you at 3 then. I’ll see you later then Cal.”

“I look forwards to it,” the Lucario grinned at him.

Two days later, at precisely 3pm, Rick found himself answering the doorbell and opened his front door to see Cal standing in the doorway, smiling about him.

“Good afternoon Cal,” Rick said in greeting and Cal replied in a friendly tone,

“Good afternoon to you too Rick. May I come in?”

“Sure,” Rick stood to the side and gestured with a hand invitingly, waiting for the Lucario to enter before closing the door behind him. They were currently in a small hall that acted as a center point to the rest of his house with several doors and a set of stairs heading up to the first floor. Rather than talk in the hallway, Rick led the Lucario through one of the doors into his living room; for a single man it wasn’t a bad size, easily holding the large sofa against one wall that faced a fireplace opposite it. In one corner on a stand was a flatscreen tv while a lush carpet decorated the center of the floor.

“Nice house,” the Pokemon complimented him and waved at the sofa, “Do you mind if I sit down?”

“Thanks, and sure,” Rick replied, moving to lean against the fireplace, deciding to let Cal introduce the training plan on his own time. The Lucario planted his rear on his sofa, easing back slightly as he settled into the cushions for a few seconds before starting to talk.

“So unlike what other trainers might use, I won’t be taking you to any pool or beach to help train you. Rather, I get my results through some... unique methods, and in this case, we won’t even need to leave your house.”

“Oh? So we’re just going to do breathing exercises here?” Rick asked, frowning slightly. When he’d looked Cal up he had done some further research yet hadn’t found anything about the methods the Pokemon used for any of his clients, yet a basic breathing exercise seemed overly... simple. He hardly needed to pay a trainer to guide him through one, nor would it have let any of his clients have such superb improvements.

Cal’s smile turned into as teasing smirk, “Not exactly. The way we’re going to improve your breathing self-control and the time you can hold your breath is through having you deep throat my cock until I knot your mouth and cum.” As the Lucario finished he spread his legs, showing off his male package to Rick. There was a second of stunned silence before Rick straightened up and glared at Cal, as he rebutted angrily,

“What sort of joke is this?! You can’t be serious!”

Rick wasn’t happy with the Lucario’s smirk and crazy training plan. It wasn’t that he had anything against sucking cock. If he’d been dating Cal, and they reached this stage he wouldn’t have had second thoughts about getting on his knees. However he was paying a fair sum for Cal to help him with his job, to improve his skills; he certainly wasn’t paying the Lucario to be a prostitute.

“Oh but I am quite serious,” Cal explained calmly, not seeming perturbed by Rick’s anger at all and relaxing against the backrest of the sofa with his legs spread in a presenting manner. “This is the same method I used to teach Michael and you saw how far he went. Gold medal in the olympics. I warned you my methods were unique, and it isn’t just for your case. For example, I also help train people to run marathons or simply improve their cardio. Want to know how I do that?”.

Rick wanted to tell Cal to stop messing about with him, but the Lucario was so calm and steady that he was already doubting his initial reaction to his trainer's unusual method. He couldn’t help himself but nod in reply, curiosity beating his anger.

“We drive out to the local forest whereupon we have a race. For the first few sessions I give them thirty second headstart and they have to keep running from me for fifteen minutes. If I catch them in that time limit, I pin them against the ground or a tree and fuck them until I’m satisfied. If they escape long enough, they can chase me for the same time limit with the reversed result if they catch me instead. Over the subsequent sessions, I reduce the headstart and increase the time limit we need to escape for.”

Rick stared at the nonplussed Lucario who didn’t seem fazed at all about describing his use of sex as a teaching material. Doubt was washing away his previous burst of anger; Cal seemed so casual and everything he said, although crazy, actually made sense in a way. It also explained a lot about the confidentiality forms. Which meant that the Lucario really wasn’t joking about the practise technique being a blow job.

“If you wish to cancel our appointments, I can leave now and only charge for this hour.” Cal spoke up, though he didn’t make any immediate move to get off the couch. It helped make RIck’s mind up quicker; although it was... unusual, he wasn’t disgusted or really opposed to such a method if it was truly as effective as Cal made it out to be.

“Alright, alright,” Rick said, walking forwards so that he was standing in front of the exhibitioning Lucario, “So, err...” he blushed slightly, “What exactly do you want me to do?”

The Pokemon smiled at him and spread his legs apart another inch as he waved at his own genitalia with a paw.

“Nothing too complicated really; you’ll deepthroat my cock until I knot your mouth and cum. Doing this repeatedly will help you fine tune your control of breathing, and how long you can hold it. I’ll admit to some selfishness in that I’m not erect, so before we start you’ll have to participate in some... warm up.”

Rick lowered himself to his knees between the Lucario’s spread legs and lets his eyes focus on the package he’d been trying to avoid staring at earlier. Below the black furred belt, seated against the backdrop of blue groin fur was a rather distinctive canine sheath and balls. The outlines of two fist sized orbs came through the short, thick blue fur of the scrotum, currently plopped down on his couch. Above it was a fair sized sheath, with the only sign of arousal so far being its thick plumpness. This close to it, Rick could already smell the earthy musk of sex and the faint scent of sweat; he thought that it was kind of Cal to apparently wash his groin before coming here.

Deciding to work his way up from the bottom, he leaned down towards the full looking testicles, breathing in an increasingly stronger musk. The heady smell of arousal was almost like a rush of hot air, it filled his lungs and cells, easing any doubt he had about what he was doing. His tongue brushed over the first furry orb, the first lick only last half a second yet setting his tastebuds a buzz. The rough, textured feeling of fur brushed over his tongue and he could taste a deep, earthy musk that lingered on the balls. Accompanying it was the faint, salty taste of ball sweat, acting as a contrast to the musk, yet neither was displeasing to him.

He didn’t stop after the first exploratory lick though and continued to return the broad muscle running over the scrotum, Above him, the Lucario murred softly in pleasure, arms spreading to relax against the top of the sofa. With each brush of his tongue over the the scented fur, the blue fur darkened with every coating of saliva, gently matting it down. Rick could taste the musk weakening with every lick so he began to expand the area he pleasured. He dug his tongue underneath the sack, lifting up one of the large testicals and letting the round orb roll around on the broad surface. He was amazed at the heavy weight pressing down on the muscle, just how much sperm did just one orb contain?

“I do have a rather large load awaiting you,” Cal chuckled, “All in the name of training you of course. The longer I cum, the longer you have to hold your breath.”

Rick blushed slightly but didn’t pause his actions to speak, instead rolling first one orb over his tongue then the other. Although he started this as a means to pleasure the Lucario, he was finding a growing enjoyment in the act and taste of the Lucario’s genitals. He opened his mouth wide as he gently sucklled on first one, then the other. His tongue and suction drawing in that delightful taste clinging to the thick fur, working the testicals one by one as he practically bathed them in saliva. When he felt that the heady flavor had diminished too much, he pulled back slightly with a slurp, looking upwards to the entrance of the sheath where the beginnings of the erection had finally emerged.

Three inches of a bright red canine tip and shaft had slid free from its sheath; the distinctly canine like tip pointed and curved, while the shaft was smooth and glossy. From his low angle, Rick could see past the erection to Cal’s muzzle as he had leaned forwards slightly and was smiling to the point of being almost smug, as the Lucario commented,

“That’s quite the look, I sort of wish I’d brought a camera to capture it.”

Rick rolled his eyes, “Do you really need porn when you've just admitted that your methods basically involve using us to get off?” Despite his retort, he moved upwards so that his lips were level with the emerged tip. A bead of pearly white, almost translucent pre had formed already, and as he watched, several more drops emerged free from the slightly yawning cock slit. As he breathed over the sensative cockflesh, he couid hear Cal’s breath hitch slightly before the Pokemon answered,

“Nothing wrong with a memento to enjoy between jobs and besides, sometimes my cli- Mmm~” Cal cut off with a moan as Rick interrupted him by kissing the head, his tongue flicking out to lap up the emerging pre-cum, before he took the first few inches into his mouth in one go. “My Clients,” Cal restarted a bit forcefully, “Sometimes want some more, or to simply thank me, and it’s fun to mess around while a video of our sessions is playing in the background.”

Rick chose to not reply to the insinuation that he might end up doing more than simply deep throating the Lucario later on. Instead, he focused on the job he was performing, sucking on the start of the erection, feeling the bright hot cock flesh pressing against his tongue. Even as he took in the first sensations of the maleness he was sucking off, it was continuously growing and it only took a few seconds for it to reach the back of his mouth. All the while, he was enjoying the unique taste of the Pokemon’s cockflesh and the increasingly heavy flow of pre. The flavours and smell combined were thankfully rather delicious and Rick had no complaints as he lifted his head so just the tip remained twitching gently on his tongue, warm spurts of sticky pre-seminal fluid coating the surface of his tongue.

Lowering his head, Cal had grown large enough that as his lips brushed against the rim of the sheath he had to relax his throat so as to allow the male tool to begin the journey down his throat. As he bobbed his head, each time working the new growth of the erection inside his throat, he could both hear and feel Cal moan happily with a murmured compliment,

“Quite the lovely mouth you have there Rick. Now make sure to take every single inch I have.”

Rick cast his eyes up as he lifted up, meeting the Lucario’s own, and seeing the satisfied grin on the blue and black furred muzzle before he went down on him once more. Although he might have questioned the male at first, he admitted to himself he was feeling the strain Cal was talking about. As inch after inch of thick hot canine cock pressed down his throat it filled it, stretching it out wide as smooth, glassy like shaft lined with the odd bumpy vein rubbed against his sensitive throat muscles.

He couldn’t breathe properly around the breeding tool, and instead had to regulate his breathing; adjusting to quicker, heavier breaths when he lifted up and then sustaining the strain on his lungs when he went down. He could feel the similarity to his previous breathing exercises, though how effective it would be in the long run remained to be determined. Rick was also somewhat amazed at the Lucario’s size as he went down on the maleness repeatedly; the canine shaft had already reached what felt like six or seven inches long and there was still no sign of the knot yet. Even if Cal was close to full size by now, with the knot included the Lucario was most certainly well hung.

A paw planted itself on the back of his head as the Lucario growled happily, slowly taking control from Rick as Cal increased the pace he was bobbing his head. Inch after inch of thick, hot cockflesh filled his throat and reached incredibly deep down. The increased pace forcing him to quickly adjust his breathing pattern to cope as the Lucario was almost fucking his throat now. The unique taste of the shaft grew as the pre-cum flowed ever faster, well lubricating the shaft and his throat muscles.

It wasn’t much longer before Rick watched Cal’s sheath bulge slightly before a partially inflated knot slipped free into the open air, twin balloons of thick, red bulbs that throbbed beneath his gaze. By now Rick was taking nine inches of the hefty canine breeding organ The paw atop his head became more insistent and every time he went down, his tongue licking at the shaft, Cal held him in place longer and longer, almost pushing his mouth to open up around the knot.

“A few more pumps then get my knot inside your mouth Rick,” Cal tried to say calmly, though his voice was tinged with a slight breathlessness, “You don’t want to try oral knotting when I’m good and swollen. Besides, I’m going to cum soon and you’re not allowed to pull free until I’m completely spent.”

Rick agreed as, while the thick bulge wasn’t inflated yet, it was already large enough that he was already questioning whether he could even open his jaws wide enough. Bracing himself as he went down a second time, he didn’t stop at the knot but opened up as wide as he could bear and took the several extra inches of the knot inside his mouth. There was just enough room that his teeth didn’t scrape the bulge before his lips sealed around the other side of it, his nose practically buried against the Lucario’s musky, sweaty groin fur.

As his mouth closed around the sensitive knot, Cal groaned loudly and as if thinking he’d shoved into someone’s ass or pussy, the knot immediately began to swell. In less than a second the fat piece of cock flesh swelled to a point there was absolutely no way Rick could come free, completely locking the breeding tool in place within his throat. Both paws were shoving on the back of his head unnecessarily, grinding his face against the Lucario’s groin even as the nearly footlong member began to throb violently within his throat.

Thick, voluminous ropes of hot, fertile spunk ejected from the tip, flooding down his throat directly towards his stomach in one massive rope after another. Rick could vaguely see those large, blue furred balls twitching in time to the shaft throbbing as Cal came, feeding him a hefty amount of Lucario sperm.to the point Rick could feel his stomach almost physically starting to swell with the billions of Riolu makers. Unlike Cal who was groaning satisfactorily though, he was unable to utter a sound as had to hold his breath as he was stuck on the knot, drinking down the hot, rich ejacuilate.

“That’s the way,” Cal moaned softly, using a paw to fondly rub the back of his head, “Feel that strain on your lungs as you drink my cum? Give it a dozen or so sessions and you’ll be deepthroating like a champion, and there won’t even be a shadow of that strain.” It wasn’t much longer before the Pokemon’s orgasm faded, the fresh, creamy white seed reducing from large ropes to a dribble, yet Rick still couldn’t pull free. The knot remained bloated, locking his mouth around it when pressed against the groin, while his stomach felt heavy and full from the male’s load. He couldn’t see well at the moment, but he was even sure that he had actually swollen, as if suddenly gaining several pounds from the sheer enormity of the ejaculate.

“That was rather enjoyable,” Cal chuckled and he rubbed Rick’s head fondly, “I hope you enjoyed it too, and like the taste and smell of my groin because we’ve got about fifteen minutes before my knot deflates enough for you to pull free.”

Rick couldn’t reply or even meet the Lucario’s eyes as the knot and male breeding tool filled his mouth and throat, holding him so his nose was brushing against the short, thick fur of the groin. Every breath was an effort, especially when instead of clear, clean air, it was filled with arousal and musk. But despite that, he wouldn’t have denied Cal’s question; he wasn’t suffocating and was managing to stay stable despite the unusual position, furthermore, he found himself somewhat liking the musky smell and the taste of the throbbing knot on his tongue.

There wasn’t anything to do at that point but wait, with Cal relaxing against the sofa above him, and Rick trying not to lick at the hot piece of cock flesh filling his mouth. He didn’t need to further excite the male and stay knotted even longer. They remained in silence for the estimated fifteen minutes the Cal suggested, and Rick could feel the knot shrinking against his tongue slowly during that - a complete contrast to the rapid expansion when the Lucario had orally knotted him. When he felt like it had deflated enough, he tried to open his aching jaws as wide as possible again and pulled back; the knot thankfully slipped from from his mouth and the softening shaft followed suit, dragging the cum stained length over his tongue. Even when pulling off the Lucario’s package, he found himself licking the shaft as the surprisingly tasty, almost sweet flavour of the rich spunk settled across his taste buds for the first time.

Cal growled slightly as his cock tip flopped free from Rick’s lips, flopping down between legs against the sofa even as it slowly began to withdraw back into its sheath. Rick found himself slightly dazed as he remained on his knees, taking big, heavy breaths of somewhat more clean air while Cal smirked down at him and waited for his breathing to return to normal.

“So, did you enjoy that more than holding your breath underwater?” the Lucario asked him teasingly.

Rick blushed but answered truthfully, “Yeah, it was... fun. I enjoyed myself, and I think I can see how your... training could work.”

“Well, in that case it seems like I can continue training you,” the Lucario chuckled, “We’ll start off slow to begin with, a few sessions a week so you can get used to it. Next week, we’ll start looking at doing several training sessions a day. So... how about the day after tomorrow, same time?”

Rick thought about it but didn’t find anything wrong with that time. He had made it so that he had most, if not all of the time coming up to the competition free anyway for this purpose.

“I’m good with that. Back here then?”

Yeah,” Cal said grinning as he stood up, a paw absently rubbing his balls, “I look forwards to that delightful mouth of yours again Rick. See you in two days time.”

Two days later, there was no more nervousness as the moment the Lucario sat once more on the couch, Rick was already on his knees, pressing his face into the pair of large jewels as Cal spread his legs wide open.

“Quite eager now, aren’t you?” Cal teased him, even as Rick began working on the Lucario’s growing rod.

Rick felt his cheeks flush slightly but replied jokingly with a grin, “Maybe I just decided to take my training seriously.”

“Sure, let’s call it that,” Cal chuckled as he used a paw on the back of Rick’s head to rub his cock against the human’s face before RIck opened his mouth to begin sucking him off. This time, Rick worked with a more confidence as he tasted and pleasured the Lucario's member; while he didn’t find there was any markable difference yet in the control of his breathing and how long he could hold it yet, he did find he was going down on the male smoother, his jaw aching less when he was knotted. Although his stomach felt just as full as last time when Cal emptied billions of newly made sperm down his throat.

They had another session two days later again and repeated this for the first week of Rick’s ‘training,’ and on his fifth appointment, Cal recommended moving onto the next phase and picking up the pace. He would visit both in the mornings and the afternoons every other day now, and despite all doubts Rick might have held, he was noticing a difference. It wasn’t just his ability to deepthroat the Lucario, and ease of strain from being orally knotted, but he was genuinely finding his self control of breathing have a markedly improvement. Privately, he had tested himself a few times and found he could hold his breath longer than before without too much stress on his body.

As the days turned into weeks, Rick’s attitude didn’t just simply change as he became more eager and confident towards Cal; he began undressing over a few meetings to the point he was also naked when deepthroating the Lucario, and showing no shame when getting off while waiting for the knot to deflate. His trainer didn’t object and even seemed to enjoy the situation even more, eventually reaching a point where in two sessions a week Cal didn’t spread out their sessions but repeated them two, three or even four times in a row. Cal also did as he promised and occasionally brought along a camera and tripod, recording their sessions from different angles.

Time passed, and before Rick knew what had happened, two months had just flown by and the time of the competition was here. Surrounded by the other swimmers as they held themselves above the surface of the water above their scavenging target, they waited for the claxon to start the event. He knew some of the other swimmers there, how they trained daily at various swimming pools or oceans, with their own trainers. He wondered how they would react if they knew how he trained but shrugged it off as a countdown by a klaxon began to sound out. Focusing on his breathing pattern, he carefully timed it to breathe in and hold as the klaxon sounded and dived. Half an hour later, the loot had been counted up and Rick was stunned when he won first place, and not by a small margin. He’d trusted the training he’d received, but this was the first time he got a proper comparison for the rewards of his efforts.

Once back at home he called up Cal and when the Pokemon answered he immediately dove in,

“Cal, it’s Rick. I won first place, thank you so much!”

“It’s fine, you deserve it after all the hard work you put in practising for it. You were showing a real knack for it by the end.”

Rick chuckled, not off put by Cal’s innuendo having gotten used to it by now. He didn’t speak reply immediately though as he considered something. Despite all the blow jobs, while he liked Cal, they both recognised it wasn’t love but a form of friends with benefits due to the training. He wanted to give something special to Cal though as their relationship and business deal had finished so he finally spoke up,

“Cal, are you free tonight? I want to specially thank you for all the help you’ve given me.”

“I can be round by 7pm,” Cal replied, his voice deepening a tone as it got husky, clearing understanding what Rick was suggesting.

“Great, see you then.”

That evening, Rick opened the door to allow Cal inside, closing the door behind him even as the Lucario smirked, “I see you’re not wasting any time.”

Rick smiled crookedly as he led his way to his bedroom instead of the normal couch they used. The reason for the comment being that he had opened the door completely naked and wasn’t hiding his full erection. Once they reached the bedroom, Rick explained,

“I wanted to thank you for all you’ve done for me. I know I hired you, but still... I want to thank you. Since I already sucked you off almost daily, I was wondering if you would be up for something more?” Climbing onto the bed, he laid down on his back and asked a second question, “So do you feel like fucking me?”

The Lucario grinned and climbed onto the bed, his erection already rapidly emerging at a visible rate from the sheath. Inch after inch of red, thick and throbbing canine shaft.

“Oh, I do quite like that offer. Since you’re offering, I hope you don’t mind if I fuck you hard and fast. Spear you on my cock as I ram my knot inside you and pump a good, fresh load up your rear.”

Although it was phrased as a question, to Rick, it sounded more like a statement, a promise of the rut to come and he found himself having no problems with it as he spread his legs invitingly to the Lucario and answered,

“I’m thanking you, so if you want to take your time and go slow, or fuck me hard, I’ll leave the pace to you.”

The Lucario licked his lips as they split in a grin as he slid between Rick’s legs, already fully hard and his cock tip leaking a heavy amount of pre. The pearlescent beads sliding down the mostly smooth, red shaft and dripping onto the duvet beneath them. A paw reached down and angled it low, slipping it beneath Rick’s balls to poke against his bared and vulnerable pucker. Rick shivered as he felt the sharp heat as the Pokemon’s arousal pressing against his starry entrance; he wasn’t a virgin, but Cal was really well endowed and would certainly be an incredibly tight fit.

Cal wasn’t fast to begin with but with paws gripping his hips firmly, the Pokemon slowly eased himself forwards, their conjoined groans sounding out loudly as the first few inches of cock teased its way inside of Rick. It was just the beginning but already Rick was highly enjoying the feel, the heat of the soft yet firm erection stretching out his anal muscles, rubbing against the sensitive walls.

“I do love a tight ass,” Cal grunted as he pulled back slightly before thrusting in proper, simultaneously making Rick cry out loud while sinking a good six inches deep inside him. There was no pause once Rick was properly speared on the breeding tool as the Lucario wasted no time in pulling back, ready to thrust back in again. The Pokemon proved his strength as he easily cupped Rick’s hips and lifted him up slightly for better purchase to fuck him. Pulling Rick back in towards him even as Cal thrust forwards, quickly picking up a decent fast and hard pace.

Rick had his head lying against several pillows for support as he groaned delightedly as he felt a good nine inches of a male Lucario ramming inside him repeatedly. The thick girth stretching him taut around the intruding hot rod while also reaching an incredible depth inside him. The free flowing pre-seminal fluid was increasing in volume as time passed, getting spread around with every thrust. This only helped serve the Lucario as Cal began to easily fuck him even harder.

The Lucario was groaning and growling above Rick as he pulled back roughly half of his length only to ram it back inside Rick’s rear, making the red flash of cock flesh a blur and only stopping when the knot hit the already widely stretched entrance. Each heavy thrust gaining slightly more traction on knotting him. Rick shook and moaned as his trainer fucked him hard, each thrust an incredble source of pleasure; the stretch, the reach of the maleness spearing inside him. Then there was his own arousal, almost painfully hard as every shift of the Pokemon’s cock inside him rubbed over his prostate, like a miniature burst of lightning to his pleasure nodes.

“Let’s see if I can make you cum without touching you once,” Cal teased him him, sounding out heavily between thrusts.

Rick couldn’t reply for a second as the Lucario chose the next moment to thrust in hard enough that his knot almost gained entry inside him.

“Quite... possible,” Rick chuckled shamelessly, struggling to speak between the rapid thrusts, “You’re too... big. You feel... so... good. How could I... not.”

This seemed to drive the Lucario on as the Pokemon, somehow, began to fuck him even harder. Rick was in heaven, loving the feel of the thick, veiny cock as it abused his widely stretched anal passage like a jack-hammer. Completely at the mercy of the male Lucario as nine inches of fat, slickened cock flesh thrust in and out hard enough that he could both feel and hear the audible slap on those heavy orbs, full of spunk awaiting delivery, hitting his rump above the squelch of displaced pre.

Rick was already wondering why he hadn’t suggested doing this before now as the Lucario transitioned from long thrusts to shorter, fiercer bucks. Each slam forwards grinding the thick knot against his pucker, and in just a few hammer like thrusts, Rick could feel the knot on the verge of entry. Cal shifted his position slightly, paws gripping him with an iron vice as he pulled out halfway, then growling as he rammed forwards a final time. The knot met a brief resistance before refusing to be held back any longer and slipped past his anal ring, immediately starting to swell up as Rick’s tight passage clamped around it.

A shocked, soul felt cry burst from Rick, full of pleasure and some pain as his already aching entrance stretched to almost double its current diameter in the span of a few seconds. It was too much for him as even the masleness itself reached a good inch or two deeper than before, feeling like it filled an impossible to exist hole within him and his cry hiked up a notch as he came. His cock, untouched throughout it all jerked as he unloaded his own cum all over his chest in one of the most powerful orgasms of his life.

Cal wasn’t to be left out either as even as Rick climaxed, the Lucario’s breeding tool began to throb as well. Thick, creamy ropes of rich and fertile sperm pulsed deep inside Rick’s rear in one pump after another. The hefty ropes of hot and fresh cum quickly pushed the previous ever deeper inside Rick as the knot and girthy shaft completely sealed his ass. Rick’s orgasm ended quickly compared to the Pokemon as his initial cry turned into a drawn out, satisfied groan as he felt himself filling up with billions of those healthy sperm, all seeking a fertile womb to impregnate but instead was pumping up his rear to his stomach.

The Lucario’s orgasm seemed endless as Rick felt the balls twitching repeatedly against his rear as what seemed to be more seed than possible was pumped from them. He could now see his belly swelling quite visibly somewhat as the Lucario seeded him, as if determined to impregnate him before the twitching, throbbing tool finally settled down, occasionally throbbing ever so slightly with a final weak squirt of cum.

Rick lay against his bed, feeling weak and stunned from the vigorous breeding he’d received as the two stayed in relative silence for a moment, enjoying the afterglow bliss of sex. Both of them were breathing heavily and after a long silence, Rick finally looked down past his cum bloated belly at Cal who was kneeling between his legs, tied to him for likely a good quarter hour or more.

“I told you I could get you to cum without touching you once,” Cal finally said teasingly, grinning.

Rick had to resist a sudden roll of his eyes as he also found himself smiling, enjoying the feeling now constant, steady feel of the Lucario’s cock and knot still within him.

“That was... fantastic, thank you” he declared, “You feel so much bigger than before inside me.”

“It helps you have such a tight, hot ass,” Cal smirked, “Makes it so good to fuck and you feel wonderful gripping my knot. It’s like your body doesn’t want me to leave. Milking my poor balls of every drop they have... such a greedy rump you have.”

Rick rubbed a hand over his bloated belly the lower, feeling slight bulge defined by the Lucario’s fat shaft and knot locked inside him, and voiced a thought,

“You know, although the competition has now finished, I might need a refresher session every now and then, and if you’re happy to accept my body as payment or just want to fuck me...”

Cal laughed softly and smirked down at Rick, “I’ll certainly keep that in mind. While I have other clients to attend to, I’m always happy to have some fun in my free time.”

Rick sighed happily then grinned, feeling somewhat slutty, “Feel up to another round when your knot shrinks enough?”

“Another? I was thinking three or four...”