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Being a Pokémon trainer could mean long stretches of time out in the wild, if one decided to travel on their own out of their comfort zone. To some, this was the worst part about being a trainer - too much isolation, too much exposure to the elements. However, everyone had their own preferences, and there were some trainers for whom this was not a curse but a perk.

Arlen was one such trainer. He was rather a loner by nature - of course, his Pokémon were exempt from that trait, he was as close to them as he could possibly be, but as far as people were concerned, he could take or leave them - and being all on his lonesome was just fine by him. In fact, it was to the point where he tended to avoid spending many nights in the city, unlike other trainers who sought them as respites from nature, even those who were more amenable to the open air. Roughing it with his Pokémon was perfect - the only conversation he needed was with his buddies, and he even was more willing to scrounge for food than take a detour to a grocery store in the nearest city. He’d run into some people who couldn’t understand his preferences, called him a wild man...truthfully, that didn’t sound like a bad moniker to him.

Nor to his Pokémon. He only had two with him - Raz, his Typhlosion, and Yosu, his Samurott - and they were much like him, vastly preferring nature to civilization. In their eyes, having Arlen as a trainer was the best they could hope for - they got what they wanted with a trainer who didn’t complain about it. While the trainers may have questioned Arlen, their Pokémon frequently envied his...and they liked being envied.

A warm night saw them out in the hills, stoking a fire as the darkness took over the sky. It was a fairly open area, a few trees scattered about but mostly just the sky overhead. They were pretty high up, and could see some of the nearest town from their vantage point, but there wasn’t a lick of temptation to head over there. It was time to rest, they’d had some battles against trainers earlier and all of them were in the mood to relax.

For Arlen, though, it was also a time to reflect, and address things on his mind. “You two feeling better?”

Raz nodded. “Yeah, those berries did the trick. Damn, was like everyone was on our ass today, half a dozen battles...when’s the last time we had that many so quickly?”

“Over a year ago,” Yosu reminded him. “Remember when those toughs wanted to try to impress some girls and thought we were a good mark?”

“Oh, yeah...they were total posers, though, barely knew what they were doing. Still, only proved that the city’s no place to be if you want to be left alone.”

“Too true,” Arlen agreed. “Though it’s not like they were on their best behavior today, either.”

“I still can’t fucking believe that kid tried to throw a rock at me!” Raz exclaimed. “It’s like, kid, have you ever been in a real battle before? You know that’s against the rules, right? And then he had the nerve to bitch at you when you called him out!”

“Spoiled little rich brat, is my guess,” Arlen said with a shrug. “You can tell there’s money in that town, and I’ll bet those kids get everything they want whenever they ask for it. But money can’t buy talent, everyone finds that out eventually. Hopefully he’ll get with the program soon enough. I’m glad he didn’t hit you, at least…”

“Eh, it wasn’t big enough to really hurt him anyway,” Yosu said with a lazy yawn. “If he hit Raz’s head, well, no real damage done.”

“Oh, ha ha.” Raz made a rude gesture in the Samurott’s direction.

“Always good to see you two get along,” Arlen said with a sarcastic lilt. He knew the two were just playing with each other, they were thick as thieves and their jibes were never taken personally. “I’m glad you’re feeling all right after a day like that, though. I’ll try to make sure you get some extra rest time tomorrow.”

“Thanks, Arlen...but you sound like you’ve got something on your mind,” Yosu said with a knowing chuckle.

“I’m that obvious, huh? Well, I just wanted to ask you guys if you felt like you were having all your needs met. I’ve been thinking lately about whether I’m missing anything that I could be doing for you...I know you like the way we’re traveling, and you’ve never complained about food or anything, but maybe there’s something else? Is just the two of you enough to keep you happy and feeling like you’ve got enough company?”

Raz shrugged. “I can’t say I’m really missing anything. Food’s good, we’re where we want to be, and I’ve got no need for anyone else to be with us.”

“Same here,” Yosu agreed. “Doing just fine on all fronts.”

“Really? Hm…”

“What, you don’t believe us?”

“Well...are you ever wanting for, ah, other sorts of companionship? I know that’s something other Pokémon enjoy, and I feel like I haven’t really given you the opportunities to take advantage.”

Yosu laughed out loud, a barking laugh that made Arlen feel a bit embarrassed. “You think we’re missing out on something? What, have you never wondered what we do when you’re off on our own?”

“You don’t need to make opportunities for us, Arlen,” Raz said in agreement, chuckling at his trainer’s seeming naïveté. “We seek it out like we seek out food. Those times where we look like we’ve been working a bit harder than usual when getting food or firewood or went for a walk? Getting laid.”

“Oh...how did I never know that? I mean, we’ve talked about sex before, did I just forget or did you guys just never bring it up?”

“I just figured you assumed we were doing that. Never occurred to me that you didn’t figure it out. There were times I was sure you could smell it, ‘cuz I sure could.”

Arlen thought on that for a moment. To be sure, he recalled unusual smells on Raz and Yosu here and there...he hadn’t known what they were, and had just thought they were body odors that were normal for Pokémon, but now he was starting to realize that they were probably something else. “You know, I think I just never realized what those smells were. I guess now I’ll know. So you guys really are taking care of that all the time?”

“Oh, yeah, anytime we want, it’s pretty easy to find someone to work out those urges with,” Yosu said. “Trained Pokémon like us are pretty desirable...you have no idea how many Pokémon would kill to be dicked by us.”

“Really? Guess you learn something new every day. And I suppose you enjoy being so sought after, right?”

“Oh hell yes,” Raz laughed. “Nothing makes you feel like a goddamn alpha than having everyone line up for you. When you’re a Pokémon, dominance makes sex especially good, whichever side you’re on.”

“You’d know that pretty well, having gotten under me more than a few times,” Yosu cracked.

“Oh shut up, not like you haven’t rolled over for me too.”

“Not as often as you have.”

“Well that’s because you’re a cheating Water-type.”

“I can’t help it that it naturally feels better for you to take my dick than it does for me to take yours. You should be happy I accommodate you every now and then.”

Raz grumbled a bit. “Yeah, yeah...I know, it’s not quite as good, but I don’t just want to be under you all the time, even if it is awesome.”

Arlen was struck by this new revelation. “Wait, you fuck each other, too? When did this start?”

“‘Bout a year ago. I made a stupid bet with Yosu and lost, and had to take it from him. Now we just...do it every now an then. He’s usually on top, because, you know, type advantage...but we’re equals, so I want a chance to take him every now and then-”

“He doesn’t want to admit it, but he likes being dominated,” Yosu cut in, earning himself a glower from Raz.

“Heh, nothing wrong with that,” Arlen chuckled. “Wouldn’t mind it myself.”

Both Raz and Yosu did a double-take and looked at their trainer in surprise, and only then did Arlen realize what he’d let slip. “Uh, er...that is...um…” he tried to backtrack, but his mind was suddenly struggling to sort out his thoughts.

“Well well...looks like ol’ Arlen’s been hiding a few secrets after all,” Yosu chuckled. “Enjoy the thought of being overpowered and made a bitch, do you?”

“It’s...uh, well, kind of?” There wasn’t much point in denial an that time, they weren’t going to let it go unless they got the whole story. “I haven’t ever really...you know, DONE it, but I’ve always liked the thought of it. There’s just kind of a thrill in being used like that by someone strong and dominating...feeling like you can’t get out of it, they’re in control and you’re not...I guess it’s similar to how submissive Pokémon like it, right?”

“More or less,” Raz confirmed. “But I never suspected you’d be that way...always figured you for one who’d just be kind of...don’t take this the wrong way, but boring. If you even had it at all, when’s the last time you even got any?”

“Uh, never? You know how I am...doesn’t exactly make it easy to get a partner.”

“Wow...and here you were worried about making sure our needs were being met...we should be working on addressing yours! And don’t tell me you don’t have any, you wouldn’t be mentioning your desires if you didn’t have any.”

Arlen rubbed his head. “Well, gee, Raz...I mean, I’m not gonna deny I’d like to have a bit of attention in that way, but...I don’t think it’s gonna be easy for you to find someone who’ll take care of that. I figure it’s probably an awkward thing to be approached by a Pokémon trying to get their trainer laid…”

“You’re overthinking it, Arlen.” Suddenly Yosu and Raz tackled Arlen, taking him to the grass beneath him, not hard but firmly enough to make their seriousness clear. “There’s two of us right here who’re more than happy to take care of that for you.”

“Wh-what? W-wait, Raz, Yosu...a-are you-”

“Shh,” Raz cut him off, putting a paw up to his mouth with a devious grin. “We’re not gonna hear any objections here. You wanna be dominated? We’ll show you domination.”

At this point Arlen still wasn’t sure if they were just playing with him or if there was something more to this...he knew Raz and Yosu to be playful in their own way, they could get a little physical with it but never went too far. But then he heard a sliding sound, and felt something get pushed up underneath the back of his shirt...his heart leapt into the next gear when he realized it was one of Yosu’s seamitars. Holy shit, they’re serious…

The blade cut through the fabric with ease, the edge more than sharp enough to get the job done. At least it was a rather ratty shirt, having been through more than a bit of abuse during their journeys...and the rest of his currently-worn garments were in the same state, and would likely meet the same fate. Not a huge loss since he had better in his bag, but he’d likely need to make a trip into town to replace them. He wanted to protest anyway, but the feeling of the flat of the blade against his skin kept him quiet.

As his chest and stomach were exposed, Raz began licking at it, his hot tongue leaving burning trails against his skin. Arlen gasped loudly as he felt that organ run up against his nipples, lingering on them and teasing them with a special attention. So hot, but it felt good, stopping short of pain...those furry hands were rubbing against his skin as well, tickling him and adding to the new sensations. Yosu’s slicker, wetter body was against his back, leaving him hot on one side and cool on the other.

Soon enough, the Samurott’s seamitar was hacking away at his shorts and boxers, turning the ragged clothes into tatters in short order. Raz pulled them away from his body, tossing them to the side with the remains of his shirt before spitting a fireball to incinerate the remains. It was an utterly unnecessary show of power that had one purpose, showing Arlen how in control they were...and it was working, he wasn’t about to argue with them when he was seeing how much they meant business. In the next moment, his paw had wrapped around his trainer’s cock, making Arlen throw his head back as he felt the heat course through his sensitive organ. “Oh, fuck…”

“We’ll get there,” Raz hissed in a half-threat, half-promise. He kept playing with the human’s dick as Yosu took over attention to his upper body, cool fingers soothing the heat from before and adding their own sensation. Already Arlen was feeling overwhelmed, the pleasure was strong and the feeling of his Pokémons’ bodies against his was really driving home how strong they were, he could feel the firmness of their muscles so clearly. No question, they could drive home the sense of control and power very effectively, and that was definitely turning him on.

Arlen was just getting lost in it when suddenly he felt the two of them push him forward, flipping the script and landing him slightly roughly on his hands and knees. Raz’s hot body was on top of him, keeping him from rising up at all, his paw still encircling his cock and stroking it a bit more roughly, the heat rising further and leaving a more potent burning sensation where he made contact. One clawed finger pressed into the foreskin, and Arlen cried out as the burn made it to his extremely sensitive cockhead, almost painful but stopping just at the very edge of that, or maybe going slightly over but dampened by the pleasure.

“Got him mewling like a proper bitch, I see,” Yosu snickered darkly.

“Yeah, just right…I’m ready to get to the good part.”

“Same here. You take that end, I’ll be good here for now.”

“Good, I would’ve fought you if you’d tried to take my spot.”

Arlen was only barely keeping up with what they were saying, but it wasn’t long before he was aware of their taking it to the next stage. He could feel Raz’s cock sliding against his rear, large and imposing and hotter than the rest of him even, dripping pre that was leaving hot trails on his skin. The Typhlosion’s paw left his dick briefly, only to return smeared with his fluids, rubbing them all over his shaft and onto his cockhead; when he pulled away this time, the fierce burning sensations remained, keeping that heat unrelenting while his hand could be put to better use.

In front of him, Yosu had gotten positioned so that he was sitting upright with his cock pointing up into Arlen’s face; it was also quite large, similar to Raz’s, perhaps having a touch more length while Raz had the edge in girth. His was also wet, slick and cool like his skin, probably easier for his mouth to handle than the burning rod...though his ass might not have any easier time with it.

He knew that he’d be tasked with pleasuring Yosu with his mouth, but the Samurott wasn’t planning on letting him go at his own pace - strong hands gripped his head, and a moment later he was forced down unprepared on that slick shaft, his mouth quickly filled with the heavy taste of his Pokémon. It was briny, musky, not entirely pleasant but not entirely unpleasant either. He was only given a couple moments to prepare before Yosu pushed in farther, spreading his throat on his girth, heedless of Arlen’s gagging. The human was forced to suppress it with the bulk of that dick in him, fighting the convulsions with a great effort before finally getting control and loosening himself up so he could breathe more easily, though still fighting for air a bit with so much space taken up.

“Ready for you, Raz.”

There was only a brief moment for Arlen to catch himself before Raz took his turn entering him. His muffled yell sent a buzz through Yosu’s member as Raz drove the whole of his shaft into his unprepared asshole, the searing and stretching jolting him more forcefully than anything he could ever remember. “Fuck yeah, he’s tight as hell!” the furry beast snarled as he gripped Arlen’s hands tight underneath him, bearing down on him more as he began thrusting forcefully, keeping an additional pressure on him to keep him from getting off of Yosu. The Samurott joined him, bucking in what length of his dick had yet to get into Arlen’s mouth, hilting himself and pulling back out only a little, ensuring that Arlen’s throat was continually occupied.

The trainer’s mind was in an utter whirlwind. He’d expected them to be in control, but not for them to be this rough. His ass was protesting the heat and stretching from Raz’s cock, wholly unprepared for this kind of onslaught, and he was desperately trying to control his gagging around Yosu’s slick meat which pounded into him without remorse. And yet, through it all, he could feel his own dick throbbing, the adrenaline pumping in his body, a thrill unlike any he had ever imagined. He didn’t fight them, couldn’t fight them, he reveled in their power and the effects they had on him...almost like he was just there for their pleasure.

“Grrr...goddamn, your ass is fine…” Raz’s words sent shivers through him. The Typhlosion’s cock felt wrapped tighter than the last time he’d had a Tentacruel jerk him off on another lost bet with Yosu, and this felt a whole lot better than that. Arlen was getting a capital stretching from it as well, feeling like he was being opened up time and time again, but the heat was even more intense, burning him deeper than he ever could have envisioned being burned; even when the cock pulled out, that burn remained, and it flowed deeper still as the Typhlosion’s precum rushed deeper inside him.

“His mouth’s pretty fucking amazing, too,” Yosu panted, hands gripping and moving Arlen’s head harder as his bucking increased. The taste of his cock was saturating his tongue, but he kept trying to swallow and bob with whatever little freedom he had, just trying to make space for his breaths wherever possible. His moans and cries were giving Yosu additional pleasure on top of the tightness, and Arlen could hear him panting harder and faster, like he was nearing his limit. The feel of hot air on the back of his neck suggested that Raz was in very similar position.

But Arlen beat them both to it, the total domination of his body complete as he surrendered to them, shaking under the grip of the two as he unloaded onto the grass underneath them, decorating the greenery with his white. He couldn’t believe how much better it felt than his usual, how much more lively and intense it was...it was like his body was charged with electricity shooting through him, lighting him up and refusing to let him go. And it wasn’t receding, it felt like it was getting stronger with the continued pounding he was getting at both ends.

Finally, the two Pokémon joined him at the top. Raz was the first to blow, yowling out his ecstasy as he fired his volcanic cum into his trainer’s ass. The searing fluid burned inside him, even more than the Typhlosion’s flesh, roasting him and making him sweat even more. Despite the blazing heat, it felt really good, physically satisfying in a way he didn’t fully understand, but immediately liked. It was a hefty load, too, more and more of it surging inside him, some of it squirting back around Raz’s dick and leaking out of his hole, spreading the heat far and wide.

Yosu was the last one to finish, and nothing Arlen could have done could have made him fully ready for it. He shoved his cock all the way down Arlen’s throat, and the first pulse fired a BIG load of his seed inside him, feeling like a hose shooting deep into his gullet...the fluid was fairly thin and slightly cool, but the sheer volume was incredible, hard for him to keep up with even with it all the way down his throat. And then Yosu made it harder when, after seven or eight pulses, he pulled his cock back and out of Arlen’s throat, leaving only a couple inches in his mouth and flooding his mouth with his jizz. Arlen swallowed as quickly as he could, the heavy taste overpowering his senses, but it was too much for him, a bunch of it squirted out of the sides of his mouth, dripping down his chin and onto the ground.

The two Pokémon outlasted him by a long shot, their own orgasms flying high well after his own tapered off. Eventually, they two came down, and their cocks stopped filling him up, leaving him finally to relax. He swallowed the last bit of cum in his mouth after Yosu pulled out, panting hard to catch his breath properly for the first time since they started. Raz slowly dragged himself out a bit later, a bit of a loud slurp and a splash of his seed accompanying his exit. The heat inside him was still quite robust, but had eased off from its burning peak.

Raz and Yosu sat back, admiring their work: their trainer laying on the ground, panting hard, a mess of their seed, the scent of sex lingering in the air. Arlen felt completely used, and utterly exhilarated. Though the pleasure had receded, the thrill remained, and that was the part that was getting to him the most. He almost didn’t notice when the two came around him again, until he felt Raz’s face on his shoulder.

“So, Arlen...you’ve felt what it’s like to be dominated by a couple of Pokémon,” Raz purred into his ear, sounding immensely pleased with himself. “What do you think...is that something you’d like to do over and over again? With us, and maybe other Pokémon as well? Think carefully, because if you say yes, you’re gonna have a hard time taking it back.”

It wasn’t really something he had to think to carefully about. The rough ride was incredible, better than anything he’d ever had before, and he knew he would be wanting it again just that way or even harder. The idea of other Pokémon being involved didn’t dissuade him in the slightest. “I don’t think I could answer any other way. That was awesome. You’re just gonna have to teach me to last as long as you guys.”

“Oh, I think we can do that,” Yosu said with a snicker. “We’ll make sure you get LOTS of practice.”