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My team and I have a pretty good understanding of one another. We work well together in battle, they know my expectations when it comes to regular training, and I recognize that they're all individuals who have their own wants and needs.

We are all on the same page, and it shows in our record. It does help, though, that the page in question is in an erotic novel.

It's midafternoon and we've wrapped training for the day. I dismiss the crew and head inside, looking for a shower and maybe a nap - today was sparring, and while most of the time I pair off my Pokemon, I also step in and take a few licks along the way. It helps build the bonds and shows them that I mean what I say when it comes to everyone working together.

I sense him just a moment before he leaps out from behind the hedge, and snatch him out of the air, spinning with the weight of his pounce. Being about 70 pounds of black-and-gold-furred muscle, that's not a small feat. He barks a little “bre!" of annoyance that I've yet again foiled his well-planned attack. I smirk and swing him up over my shoulders like an oversized fur stole.

“You're too predictable, you know."

“Umbreon!"

“No, you aren't being sneaky, Cal. Every sparring day, you sneak around the hedge and try to take me out while I'm walking back to the house. Every time."

Callisto grumbles in my ear, then licks it. I squirm. He does it again because I squirm, wriggling over my shoulders.

“I'm serious. Change things up a bit. If you did the same thing in battle every single time you'd get that fuzzy ass of yours handed to you."

My Umbreon snorts and bats me with his tail. “Breon."

“I mean, yeah, I find it endearing that you do it every time. It's a cute trait."

“Breeee."

“Yes, and I am pretty predictable too. We've been doing the same thing after you jump at me every time too."

Cal huffs a little snicker in my ear. “Umbreon bre."

I open the door and carry my oversized neck warmer inside. The sounds of other Pokemon settling down for their afternoon routines in their individual spaces reach me as we enter. “Yeah, I like that too."

We take a turn into the big bathroom that connects to my room. There's another geared up for the Pokemon, but this one is more for myself, with a few more human features.

I turn around and nudge Callisto off my shoulders onto the countertop. He's on his back by the time I turn around, sprawled out, tail wagging. “Breon."

I slide out of my sweats and boxers in one motion. My penis is already half-erect, and he locks on with a greedy expression, his golden rings shining. “Yes, I'll fuck your throat if you want. But I'm going to pump a load into that tight ass before we're done."

Cal's red rocket slides steadily out of his black sheath, laying onto his belly. He shifts so his head's hanging off the side of the counter, and opens his mouth. His pink tongue flicks out.

Foreplay be damned, we're just going to fuck.

I step up and shove my still-stiffening cock into that warm, wet Umbreon muzz. He closes his mouth, careful not to get too toothy about it, and his tongue starts to swirl over me, taking me the rest of the way to rock-hard in moments. My hand wanders down to stroke his chest, the fur soft and warm under my fingers. He makes the cutest little moan around my girth.

We've done this before, and I know what the subby little bre wants, so I give it to him. His head being tilted back like that makes a really nice channel to shove my shaft into. Cal's throat is tight and hot, and when I ram my cocktip into it he whines, sending a lovely vibration down my length. I can watch the progress of my penetration as a bulge under his fur, which is pretty fucking horny, let me tell you.

I shift my grip on him, cupping both of his cheeks, and start fucking his face like I know he enjoys. It's obvious, from the way his tongue works over my cock to the fact his erection is as big as it'll get without forming the knot, laying against his black bellyfur and twitching with little pulses of precum that are leaving a pool of wet for me to admire.

I pull my hips back, sliding nearly out of that tight Pokemon throat, then shove back in, and start a rhythm that has Cal whining and occasionally gagging. I know it's not too much for him - the safeword is three sharp taps on my knee with his right paw - and keep it up, feeling the pleasure building in my lower belly.

There's a little noise from behind me, and I look in the mirror. The door's open a crack and I can see an eye peeking in, set in a white face with a fringe of green hair just visible. My Gardevoir Rhea must have picked up on what we were putting down in here and got curious. She's kind of shy a lot of the time, and while I wouldn't hesitate to get busy with her, we've never done so. And that's just fine with me - it's her decision, after all.

That doesn't mean I can't give her a little show, though.

I lean over and hammer Callisto's muzzle with thrusts, pounding into the heat of his throat hard and fast. His muffled moans drive me on, like the sight of his cock throbbing to pulse more pre into his fur, and it only takes a moment more before I lose it.

The first shots of my orgasm pump straight down Cal's throat. I can see my tip twitching through his fur. Then, making sure I'm angled just right so that Rhea can see, I pull out and let the next few jets of my cum splash against his muzzle, across his neck, and onto his chest. He laps wildly at my shaft as I paint him, shuddering with pleasure, and as I run down I give it back, letting my Umbreon suckle the last few drops of seed.

As we both relax a little, I glance towards the door again. There's no sign of Rhea, but I can definitely hear some rapid breathing out there. And, listening more closely, some footsteps. There's a surprised little squeak, and then the door opens. My Gardevoir is propelled through, one of her hands still caught under her flowing “skirt," by the sturdy shape of my Sceptile, Ganymede, who flashes a smirk at the scene before him.

“Easy now Gany. No need to be rough with anyone."

The big Grass-type shrugs. “Sceptile scept." He motions towards Rhea, blushing so brightly I'm sure she can be seen from space and trying to hide one rather damp hand. Then he motions downward. I follow his gesture to see half of a tapered dick peek out of his pouch. “Tile."

I run my hand through Cal's cum-drenched neckfur. He rumbles softly and nuzzles at my softening length. “I see. All the smells have you turned on, huh? Maybe you can ask Rhea if she'd like to help?"

“Gard!" It comes out as a squeak, but Rhea doesn't bolt. Instead, she glances down at Gany's peeping penis, then back up at him, then at me and Cal, and looks thoughtful for a minute. “Gar… gardevoir?"

Gany's eyebrows pop up. He seems surprised by that comment. I'm fairly sure it translates to “okay, but be gentle." Even Cal, rather cum-drunk at the moment, stops nursing at me to look up at her.

Then Gany moves. He's quick at the best of times, and ain't no way he's missing this shot. He is certainly gentle enough picking the surprised Gardevoir up. “Scept?" he asks me politely, moving towards the counter.

“Of course. Callisto?"

I step back and motion Cal to follow me. The Umbreon, with his cock bobbing under him, drops to the ground. I take a seat on a chair by the dressing table and mirror, encouraging Cal to sit next to me and go back to getting me ready for a second round, while Gany plants Rhea ass-first sitting on the counter edge.

“Oh, this should be good," I mutter to Cal while he runs slow licks up and down my slowly resurgent erection. He moves so he can watch as Gany spreads Rhea's skirt and legs. She leans back, not meeting my eye but instead looking down at the long, slender cock making its way between her thighs. I can see from across the room that she's dripping wet, the fine white down around her slit matted with her arousal.

Ganymede doesn't hesitate to take advantage of that, and with one smooth thrust he's halfway into her tight pussy. Rhea groans with the force of the penetration. Her hands wrap around Gany's hips and pull him in until he hilts with a soft, wet slap of bodies. The Sceptile holds there a moment, then pulls back and starts slow - surprising for such an eager fighter, but I can say from experience that he's actually a pretty damn good lover too.

Cal is tired of waiting, and I'm pretty hard. There's a moment of clattering that I ignore while I watch my Sceptile start fucking Rhea, then a bottle is shoved into my hand. I glance down at the lube, then at Cal, whose expression says “if you aren't inside me within ten seconds I will Shadow Ball your ass through the wall."

Who am I to say no to that? I spread the lube on myself, and within moments Callisto has scaled me, his forepaws draped around my shoulders and hinds finding purchase on the edges of the chair. I reach down to help target. He lifts up, I feel my tip snag on the tight bud under his tail, and with a hard shove I'm buried balls-deep. Cal whines and spurts more pre, this time onto my belly and chest, then leans up to lap at my face. I kiss him as well as we can manage - it's wet, sloppy and erotic - and then he starts fucking himself onto me, driving up and down on my slick cock, sinking it into his ass as deep as it can get.

I will never get used to the feeling of a Pokemon wrapped around my dick. It's still considered taboo in some places, it's definitely unusual, and human sex can not compare. The feel of fur on your skin, the prickle of teeth, the hot breath, the soft, animal moans… it's addictive. I focus on rocking myself up into Callisto as he moves, angling to try and catch his prostate. I can tell when I get it from the twitch of his shaft against my belly and the growing pool of pre left behind.

Meanwhile I'm watching Gany and Rhea over my Umbreon's shoulder. She's clinging to the big Grass-type like a drowning swimmer, her back arched and head buried in his chest, making little nonsense sounds while he drives that long cock into her over and over. He's picked up the pace already, and I know that there's another speed coming, but he's being gentlemanly so far. I can hear the little growls in his breath that mean that's not going to last, and pace myself. It's tough, though, watching their show while I'm pistoning in and out of Umbreon ass.

Rhea abruptly throws her head back and moans loud. There's a splash of fluid down the counter as she cums hard on Gany's cock. He grunts, tenses, hoists her up - then flips her over bodily, showing off impressive strength, and rams back into her from behind. She squeals. He grabs her hips and goes to town. I do the same with Cal - wrap my arms around him, nuzzle into his neckfur and start pounding up into his tight heat.

It only takes a few moments before my worked-up Umbreon gets there. The knot at the base of his cock suddenly bulges against my belly, he arches his back and howls, and an absolute torrent of thick, hot cum gushes up to splash against my chin, neck and torso. His ring clenches and flutters around my shaft and nearly finishes me off again, but I'm determined to cum with Gany.

Rhea's already had two more orgasms, and I'm surprised she can keep her feet while the Sceptile nears his own finish. He's ramming into her with blistering speed. I watch for the signs - his tail twitching, eyes glazing over - and as they appear, I thrust roughly up into the dazed Umbreon on my lap. Cal grunts in my ear, but that sound is lost in the roar when Gany hilts himself and erupts. I can see the pulses of his cock against Rhea's labia - one, two, three and there's a torrent of white bursting back out as he fills her to the brim.

That's more than enough for me. I let go; my shaft pulses against his tight innards and I paint him with another heavy load of seed, this time from the inside.

For a long few moments there's no sound in the room but panting. Ganymede lowers Rhea to the floor and she sags onto all fours, panting, Sceptile cum dripping from her well-used pussy. Cal lifts himself off of me and slowly gets to his feet. He gives a little shudder in the process, and there's a soft 'splat' from a jet of cum meeting the floor - his knot is still full, and it will be a few before that extended ejaculation wraps up.

Normally that just means extra cleanup, but this time I see a little gleam in his eye. He saunters over to the kneeling Gardevoir, and with a quick motion he's on her back and his still-hard cock takes advantage of Gany's lubrication to sink into her. Rhea gasps and cums again almost instantly. Cal gives an extra shove and ties. His heavy balls twitch and jump, another jet of his seed adding to the mess - and his flicking tail gives a great view of the mess I've left dripping out of his tailhole.

Gany and I watch the other two relax. It's pretty obvious Cal isn't interested in actually fucking Rhea at the moment, but just wants someplace to put his knot for a while. She settles onto her forearms under him, catching her breath. Gany, though - his cock is twitching back to life. He hooks a thumb at the inviting sight of the Umbreon's lubed hole. “Scept?"

I wave vaguely at my spent length. “I got nothin' left man, go for it."

He grins and kneels behind the oblivious Cal, who isn't oblivious for long when his tail is grabbed and several inches of Sceptile cock slide into him. From the movements he's making as the big Grass-type grabs his hips, Rhea might wind up with an extra-large helping of bre cum soon.

As for me? I just relax and watch as half of my team fucks merrily on the bathroom floor. Not a bad way to wrap up the day.