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[b][u][center]Pokemon Polyamory

Chapter 19: Routed North

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By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

Jared didn’t know what he expected from coffee with Whitney, but it passed by in a blur for him. They talked, but not about anything serious, not about anything that had just happened. If anything, she seemed as embarrassed as he was that this had happened and come to light. Neither of them seemed able to bring up the fact that they were both involved with the creatures rutting on the gym floor, nor did they want to bring up the fact that they were both more than a little hot and bothered by what had happened. Or at least, that he was; he didn’t know if she was feeling the same thing.

He had long-since finished his cup of coffee, and he was staring down into it, trying to think of something to say. Glancing off to the side, he could just make out the fact that the other women in the gym were watching him and Whitney, and he wondered what they were thinking.

“I think they’re still going,” Whitney muttered.

“...Probably,” Jared admitted. “Croccy’s got, um, a lot of stamina.”

“Apparently. Were you…”

“...”

“Sorry, that’s kinda rude to ask, isn’t it?”

“Personal, for sure.”

But not...out of the question. He glanced at the other trainers. They were out of earshot, but they could always come closer. Jared tilted his head at them, his eyebrow raised, and Whitney groaned.

“Oh, they know...they stumbled in on it more than once…”

“And they…”

“They don’t...mind, exactly. But they try and keep it quiet. And they don’t want anyone else to find out. If anyone did -”

“The gym would be ruined?”

“And then some. I’d lose the Leader position, at the very least.”

Which was probably the main reason she’d offered the bribe that she had. It wasn’t just to keep the whole situation quiet, but also to keep everything that she had at that moment. She wasn’t about to lose her Leader position, even if it meant that she had to give something up for the moment. He couldn’t blame her for that. He would have been in a similar - though likely far more violent - boat if anyone had found out what he was doing with Croccy, Lurch, Shimmer, and -

[i]...I’m getting to be a bit of a whore, aren’t I?[/i]

His cheeks burned as he tried to rub some of the embarrassment out of them, sighing under his breath. This was just...weird.

“How long?” he muttered.

“How long what?”

“How long have you been...doing that?”

“...A while. I didn’t exactly mark the day,” she admitted, shaking her head.

“Longer or shorter than a year?”

“Oh, longer.”

“And...Milky...She wanted it?”

“Heh...yeah. She kinda started it, once she realized I was curious.”

“Her idea for the, um…”

“Toys? No, that one was mine...but she wanted bigger ones.”

“Arceus, they’re all lusty, aren’t they?”

“Yours, too?” Whitney asked.

“Oh, you have no idea.”

“Oh, do yours make you do the whole -”

“All day long. And does she -”

“Every single time, wanting me to go over first.”

It was oddly soothing to have someone else that had gone through the same thing. For all that they both had the ostensible control there, it seemed that their partners were the ones that really ran things. At least, in the bedroom.

Bright Eyes’s words came to mind again, of him finding out how much he might like it on the bottom, and warning him of what might happen when his team reached the point of being too big, too strong, for him to be able to keep in submission to him. Not that he was trying to be that sort of ‘Master’ for his friends, but...well, there was that possibility. Croccy still had another evolution, after all, and that particular form was going to be much bigger, and much stronger, than the current one. Not to mention what Shimmer would be like when she reached Pidgeot stage, and what would happen with Lurch -

He really needed to stop thinking about these things before they got well and truly out of hand. Out of habit, he reached for his coffee cup, remembered that it was empty, and slowly pushed it away.

“I’m sorry I, um, found you the way that I did. I can’t imagine how embarrassing that was.”

“I think you can,” Whitney said.

“...You’re right.”

“How many times?”

“For...me, you mean?” Whitney nodded, and he sighed. “I don’t know. It’s only started this...this week, I think?”

“Oh...oh. You’re really new to this, then.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Have they, uh, gone into rut or heat yet?” she asked.

“...”

“Take my advice. Get the Burn Heal now. There’s going to be some serious chafing if you don’t.”

Considering the amount of thrusting, bouncing, and riding that happened even without that boost to libido, he could only imagine. He made a mental note to get some of the money that he’d earned in the past few fights on that, and this time, to make sure that he checked all the vendors to make sure that he got what he needed from it.

The sound of rutting that they had both been studiously ignoring finally came to a stop. The two trainers turned towards the gym battlegrounds, the pair of them waiting to see who would step out from the arena. Whoever’s Pokemon managed to limp away from the rut fight would be the one that would be declared the winner.

It was Croccy.

As the Croconaw passed through the archway, looking for all the world like some drunk stepping out of a bar after happy hour, Jared couldn’t help but smile. It was goofy as one could imagine, and it was probably the silliest thing that he had seen in recent memory, but at least it was a sign of something good.

“Looks like I win,” he muttered.

“...Someone beat Milky. Will wonders never cease?”

“Preferably soon.”

“...Heh. You’re right about that.”

Whitney reached down, pulling something from her belt. She tossed it across the table, and he caught it before it could bounce and slide to the floor.

It was a badge, alright. He turned it around between his fingers, shaking his head as he examined it. So much fuss over something so -

“That’ll let you use HM 4 when you find it, by the way,” Whitney said. “Considering some of the obstacles between here and the rest of Johto, you’re probably going to need it. Not as much as HM 3, but you’re going to need it.”

“...What’s HM 3?” he asked.

“Surf.”

“Oh...right.”

The same move that his superiors had used to get him here in the first place, and the one that would be needed to carry him over water. Probably the one that would make Croccy into an unstoppable force of nature, too, considering how powerful that move was in battle. He’d seen it enough times, ripping through anything that Water types were strong against. When he found that technique…

Well, he imagined that there would be no danger of Croccy ever getting taken advantage of again.

He got to his feet, stretching his arms overhead as he did so. Croccy leaned against his leg, nuzzling him, and he smiled, patting the little guy on the head. Whitney smiled, too.

“He really likes you.”

“Well...I try and take care of him.”

“Just him?” she asked, and he could hear the double-edged tone of the question.

He hesitated for a moment. He knew that he had a deeper relationship with Croccy, but he couldn’t deny that there was an attraction for him to the others that he carried. Shimmer was such a soft, sultry sort of bird, filled with pride and with...surprisingly fun talons. Lurch was a gentle soul, someone that wanted to be loved, someone that needed care. Snugs? Snugs was just adorable, filled with the need for fun, and…

Well, he didn’t know Gobbler or Bright Eyes that well yet, but he imagined that he could get used to them. Maybe even come to like them.

“Not just him,” he admitted.

“You’re going to have a hard time with that many, um, partners,” she said.

“I know.”

“Just making sure.”

“Yeah...anyway...I should get going.”

“Heading to Ecruteak tonight?”

“Gonna stay one more night at the Center, then head out in the morning. There a clear route?”

“If you can avoid the trainers just north of the city, yeah. Just make sure that you have something to spray that tree out of the way when you get far enough north, and you should be good.”

“Tree?”

“Trust me, you’ll know it when you see it.”

He arched an eyebrow at that, but he wasn’t getting any more information, he could see that much. Whitney’s attention was all for Milky in the other room, and she was just doing the polite thing of seeing him off before she would go back to care for her Miltank. Possibly more than ‘care for’, come to think of it.

Figuring that he owed her at least that much privacy, he got to his feet and nodded. She gave him a gesture to head out, and he did just that.

After putting the lust-drunk Croccy back in his ball, of course.

#

After confirming that he could use the Pokemon Center’s room for one more night, he went back to his quarters. He let all of his team out of their balls after that, which, admittedly, crowded the place quite a bit. Shimmer floated up to one of the higher points of the room, and Snugs immediately wrapped around his middle like a belt. Gobbler groaned, still recovering from the healing that had happened as soon as they got back to the Center, and Bright Eyes floated near the door. Lurch, as ever, had pulled as far from the edge of the bed as he could and leaned against Jared’s side, and Croccy took the other side, budging up under his arm.

“Heh...you guys…”

He had a hard time not smiling, so he didn’t bother trying to hold it back. Instead, he just indulged in a small group hug, holding everyone close and enjoying the warmth that came from being so close to them.

Of course, it was a little awkward with Snugs tightening like the constrictor he was, and with Gobbler nodding at the pillow and pointing at his mouth, looking like he was hungry. He shook his head.

“Soon.”

“Drow…”

“Hey, hey, Master, are you going to -”

“Not right now, Croccy.”

“Awwww…”

“It’s been a long day, and we all need rest. Actual rest.”

And as much as he had been keen for the rest of his team, he didn’t know if he wanted to take that to all the different team members. He knew that it would likely be enjoyable, but the very idea of a Hypno - and Drowzee would eventually become one, he was sure - having that sort of relationship with him sent a shiver down his spine. Bright Eyes made it difficult already, considering that the Psychic could read his thoughts at the drop of a hat, and he didn’t want to deal with two Psychics on the same team.

He leaned back against the wall the bed was hooked to, and Shimmer flew down, perching on his shoulder. She extended one wing, rubbing his head, and he smiled.

“Using my hair for a nest tonight?” he asked.

“No. It’s a little...small...for my needs. And overly tousled.”

“Fair enough.”

“But you deserve a chance to pretty it up.”

She leaned her head back, preening through her feathers before she found a loose one. Before he could say anything, she tucked it in his hair, then flicked it with her talons until it was properly situated.

“There. At least now you are somewhat presentable.”

“...Thank you, I think.”

“One must maintain certain standards.”

“...I think he looks nice,” Lurch whispered.

Jared blushed a bit at the Bellsprout’s compliment, rubbing the back of his head. The rest of his team crowded close, with Croccy idly pushing a bit closer than he should, and he knew that this was going to devolve into an orgy if he didn’t do something. So, he just threw himself sideways, headfirst into the pillows, and dislodged all but Snugs from his body.

“Bedtime, everyone!” he said, though perhaps a trifle too loud. They all groaned, but went with it, and he closed his eyes and drifted off.

#

When he woke the next morning, he had the feeling of having [i]no[/i] dreams. He stared at the ceiling, having a very strong feeling that that might have been Gobbler’s doing, but he wasn’t going to call the sleeping Drowzee to account just yet. The bigger issue was the fact that he could look down and see that Snugs’s head was in his pants. More to the point, his morning wood had been swallowed, hard, and was still being swallowed around. He groaned out loud at that, shifting from side to side.

“Nnngh...Snugs…”

The snake coiled its tail that much tighter around his middle, bobbing its head forward, back, forward, back. The happy snake took the whole of his cock all the way down his throat, swallowing in a way that sent ripples of pleasure through him, leaving him gasping for breath more than once, and he groaned and shivered every time that the little ripple pulled another blast of pre-cum from him.

[i]Arceus...fuck…[/i]

This was a very different experience, particularly with his hands trapped at his sides due to the snake’s position. He groaned and huffed, gasping here and there as that tongue teased along his shaft, as the throat kept swallowing. The bobbing had stopped, the snake Pokemon balls deep, holding itself there with a constant suck-swallow, throat-walls clenching down hard on his shaft and milking it for everything that it had.

“Ah...ah…”

He groaned, his toes curling at the edge of the bed, and his hands curled into fists as the constant barrage of stimulation continued. His eyes clenched shut for a moment, only to jerk open once more as he realized that he’d heard something. He opened them to find Bright Eyes sitting just overhead, that formerly-hidden shaft hanging down over his face.

It was the first time that he’d stared at another male’s cock for a long time, and it was, moreover, the first time that he’d had one as large as his own cock so near his face. Croccy’s was not this big, and neither was anything else that had come near him. And this one was growing.

[i]Enjoying the view, ‘Master’?[/i] Bright Eyes asked.

“Mmmph...what...what are you - ah...mmmph…”

It was hard to talk much when your cock was buried in a snake’s throat, he realized. And harder still when someone else was nudging your lips with their own shaft. He groaned as it rubbed along his face, teasing along his cheeks before resting at his lips.

[i]I can tell you’re curious.[/i]

“Mmmph…”

[i]Why not indulge?[/i]

Because this was going to turn into more than an ‘indulgence’ if he went with it. He grimaced as he imagined how much further the Abra was going to take it if he went with it this one time. He’d end up giving blowjobs every morning, more than likely, and that would turn into doing more.

[i]You would not mind more. As a matter of fact, I think that you’ve fantasized about it.[/i]

“Mmm-mm…”

[i]Like you did not fantasize about my feet when we first talked?[/i]

“...”

[i]You thought of them. Not just of your cock between my two-toes, but of them on your face.[/i]

“Mmmph…”

[i]And when you felt them between your legs, you wondered -[/i]

“Mmmph!”

[i]You did, though. And you are trying to pretend that you didn’t...even though you’re harder now than you were before I started talking…[/i]

He hated the fact that the Psychic could read his mind that easily, even limited to just reading the present rather than the past. His cock [i]was[/i] harder, and that was only partially due to the way that Snugs was sucking him off so hard. The odd scent of Pokemon manhood, the idea of those feet against his face, his curiosities of what would happen if he did let go of his control and allow himself to enjoy them…

Fuck, that was hot. That was surprisingly hot.

He arched his back as Snugs pushed his scaly lips further down, finally blowing his load once more. Snugs hissed contentedly against his crotch, swallowing just as hard as ever, milking every droplet that the snake could get from his cock. One splash of cum, two, three, four before he was finally dry.

Only then did the snake fully pull back. Only then did he get the chance to sit up and not have to worry about his cock getting sucked right off his crotch.

As Snugs happily licked his lips with a forked tongue, Bright Eyes teleported to another corner of the room. The Abra’s glowing eyes remained fixed on Jared’s.

[i]We are going to settle this, you know.[/i]

“...I know.”

[i]On the road today.[/i]

“Maybe.”

[i]No. Certainly.[/i]

He gritted his teeth, wanting to argue, but the Abra had already disappeared, probably back into his ball. Jared shook his head; this was going to be a rather long, arduous trip if this was going to be the case.

As he sat up properly, Snugs suddenly darted into view. In the blink of an eye, the Ekans had booped him right on the nose, nearly enough to bump him back into the pillow. The snake wiggle-danced.

“Did the boopins, did the boopins!”

“Heh...yes, you did.”

“Hehehe!”

As the Ekans slithered happily to his ball, opening it with another boop and disappearing into a flash of light, Jared sat up properly, adjusting his clothes and thinking about how he was going to have to go about his day. It was going to be a little tricky, what with the way that Bright Eyes wanted to settle things, but…

Well, if they found a private spot, it might be worth doing. He needed to calm things down with the team just a bit.

However…

He glanced at Gobbler. The Drowzee was half-awake, and obviously much more satiated than he had been before. The Psychic glanced at him, then looked away guiltily. Despite that long nose, he managed to pull that whistling-innocent face that was usually reserved for children at the cookie jar.

Jared cocked his head to the side.

“Gobbler...did you eat more than my dreams?”

“...Maybe.”

And another one. Another one.

He flopped out in bed, covering his eyes. No wonder his cock felt a bit more sore than just Snugs’s blowjob should have accounted for. He’d been blown in his sleep!

#

The trip north from Goldenrod City was as uneventful as you could have asked for. There were a series of bikers that were waiting just around the bend, each one wanting to challenge someone that was coming through. Jared didn’t want to deal with that, so he did something that was perhaps a little bit childish: he went looking for branches.

Considering that none of them seemed willing to look away from staring straight ahead, they either didn’t notice the branches jammed through the wheels of their bikes, or couldn’t do anything to stop him. Either way, when he ran forward, they tried to chase him, and ended up jamming all their bikes simultaneously. Some of them even went up and over their handlebars, slamming into the - thankfully - soft grasses around them.

He shook his head, happy enough to leave them behind. If they were stupid enough to fall for a trick like that, they were definitely not worth the time to ‘battle.’ Even if he didn’t want to battle, he would need to do it a bit. His funds were not going to be infinite, and not all of his needs would be seen to by Pokemon Centers.

However, once they reached the massive park that was between Goldenrod City and their destination of Ecruteak, he had to admit that it was more than a little tempting to slow down and enjoy himself. Jared paused in the paved part of the park, looking out at the trees, the grasses, everything that just seemed so...natural. Smiling to himself, he looked at the few other trainers that were just wandering around in the morning hours. They had let their Pokemon out of their balls, letting them run and play.

[i]Well, when in Rome…wherever that is…[/i]

He reached for his belt and tapped all six balls. His team burst to life, landing on the paved part of the park with a shimmer. Croccy immediately saw the fountain a couple dozen feet off and started dancing, while Snugs was enamored with the long grass and trees. Lurch looked up at the sky, spreading its leaves to absorb the sun, while Gobbler...well, he just wanted to hop back into the ball again, from all that Jared could tell.

Shimmer was flapping overhead, and he nodded at her. She took to the skies, flying higher and higher, soon all but out of sight. She would come back, he was pretty sure; she just wanted to stretch her wings properly.

That just left him with Bright Eyes, once he put Gobbler back and allowed the others to do what they wanted. He did make sure that they knew to come if he whistled, but by and large, they were free to do what they wanted. Bright Eyes, however, made it clear with a look that they were going to have something out.

[i]Come on.[/i]

He followed the Abra past the paved part of the park into the long grasses, and from there towards the trees at the border of the park. Several Bug types watched from the trees above, but most of them cleared out quickly as he walked by, too skittish to stick around a human. It meant that they had a fair bit of privacy, he supposed, but he didn’t know if that was a good or a…

No, it was a good thing. This way, at least, if things didn’t go the way that he wanted, he didn’t have anyone to watch him be...embarrassed. Or used.

[i]But is it being used if you get what you want?[/i]

Jared wondered at that, but didn’t know.

When they had reached a small clearing just past the edge of the main park, Bright Eyes turned around. The floating Abra found a seat on a low-hanging branch, though he seemed to struggle to find his balance. He seemed tired, too, judging by the chuffing, huffing sound he made.

“...Are you okay?” Jared asked.

[i]You keep asking. I’m fine.[/i]

“I keep asking because you really don’t sound it.”

[i]But I am. I am.[/i]

“Even with that off-target teleport?”

[i]...[/i]

“You did it at the Gaming Corner, and you keep going a bit off. I’m happy to talk about the other stuff, but what’s that about, first?” he asked.

[i]...I’m still an Abra, okay? Just because Kadabras are super-precise…[/i]

But even Abras were surprisingly precise when they were the ones choosing where to go, rather than being pushed to go somewhere in their dreams. Then again -

Wait.

Had Bright Eyes actually slept since they had met? He remembered the Abra being at least half-awake while Gobbler had been chasing him, but that didn’t mean much when it came to Abras in general. They were asleep more often than they were awake, if they were awake at all. This…

“Holy...you’re an insomniac, aren’t you?”

[i]...Please don’t say that.[/i]

“You don’t sleep. You can’t sleep.”

[i]Stop. This...this isn’t about me.[/i] Bright Eyes shook his head. [i]I wanted to settle the other things. About us.[/i]

“That can wait. When was the last time that you slept?”

[i]Last night.[/i]

“For how long?”

[i]...Thirty minutes.[/i]

That explained just about everything. No wonder the little guy’s teleportation stuff was off-center. Most Abras needed at least eighteen hours of sleep a day. This guy was dealing with less than one. The fact that he still even had his powers was something of a miracle, all things considered.

He was still staring, jaw-dropped, when Bright Eyes teleported right in front of him. The Psychic grabbed him by the shoulders, giving them a tight squeeze and forcing him to stare him in the eye.

[i]I don’t want to talk about this! I want to talk about us.[/i]

“Okay, okay…”

[i]And don’t even think about teaching Gobbler how to Hypnotize me. I do not need the extra sleep. I don’t.[/i]

Jared heartily disagreed with that, but he wasn’t going to argue. Not when they were in public, not when he knew that they did have something else to get through. He could always bring them up later, and he probably would.

[i]Don’t. I do not want anyone else to know.[/i]

“Why? The only ones that would -”

[i]The rest of the team already...looks at me weird. I don’t want them to know how much of a...I don’t want them to know.[/i]

Jared slowly nodded. This would need to be discussed, but later. Not now, but definitely later, if only to make sure that there was nothing that might happen to Bright Eyes from lack of sleep. He didn’t know enough about Abras to be sure just how much he should be worried, but he knew that some was definitely warranted at this point.

Bright Eyes slowly nodded, moving back to his branch. As he sat down, the Psychic Pokemon rubbed his face, shaking his head.

[i]And here I was planning to make this sexy. To show you what you’ve been missing by being afraid.[/i]

“I think that ship has sailed,” Jared admitted.

[i]Unfortunately.[/i]

“...”

[i]You still want it, though. I can see that.[/i]

“I will admit that I’ve been...curious. But ONLY curious,” Jared said, sitting down on the grass. “I...look. I’m barely okay with actually being interested in Pokemon this way. I didn’t mean to be. Croccy just...made that happen. And then, everyone else that joined the team started getting in on it. And then -”

[i]Then I joined.[/i]

“And you decided to kick in another door of possibilities. Possibilities that I wasn’t exactly ready for.”

[i]But you DO want them?[/i]

Jared’s cheeks burned as the Abra gestured towards his shaft, clearly making an invitation in that moment. It wasn’t what he had expected to see, though...perhaps he should have. He turned his head away. It was still too embarrassing to really look at someone else like that, though, he was starting to find it…

Interesting.

The word was interesting, and he couldn’t really bring himself to go past that just yet. He needed time, time to think about whether he was attracted to the other male, or if this was just something that was coming out of him being...well, horned up from all the things that they were doing to him. He honestly didn’t know at that moment.

What he did know was that he wasn’t opposed. Not entirely for it, but not opposed to it. He didn’t understand why that was the case, but...well…

“Look. I need time. Maybe...maybe we can talk about this later.”

[i]I think we should talk about it now.[/i]

“And if I say you’re wrong?”

[i]...I can’t force you. I don’t know that move yet.[/i]

“Let’s talk about it tonight. In the Pokemon Center. I promise, we...we’ll get more into it then.”

[i]I’ll hold you to that...and not telling the others.[/i]

It was a bit of blackmail, he knew that much. The Abra hadn’t told the others yet because he wanted this. If Jared actually went through with this, telling them what was going on with Bright Eyes’s lack of sleep, then Bright Eyes could tell them what he was thinking of, and upset the balance of the team.

They were in a stalemate.

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Jared and Whitney have a short talk, and then Jared and the team head up to Ecruteak.

Tags: M/M, Snake, Ekans, Various Pokemon, Abra, Human, Pokemon/Human, Johto, Playthrough, Oral, Morning Wood, Orgasm, Cum, Teasing, Embarrassment, Series, Meta, Foot Fetish,