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Summer; the time of the year where the sun was almost always blazing hot, the breeze felt the right amount of crisp on the skin, fur or scales and fun in the sun didn't some like a dumb idea. Young minds would be out and about, exploring the world without any educational obligations to attend to other than the start of a new year in a few months or the relief of not having to deal with school again.

Unless your name was Chuster.

Like the name would imply, you'd think that an armadillo built like a shield would also be out enjoying his life in the days of warmth, especially with his lack of need for much food, but instead he was securing his education so that his fall semester for the next and final school year wouldn't just be a dream he had one night. The Chesnaught's teachers had been very lenient with his rather lax take on doing school work up until spring time-because winter was where he was weakest and he couldn't help how the cold bothered him a great deal-so when he was still coming up short the offer to take summer classes felt like a heavy toll on him as he accepted it.

And thus, here he was at his dorm's desk finishing up his homework.

It was rudimentary statistics, trying to teach a mind on the values of collecting data through the means of learning how the process of finding certain chances worked, but Chuster had a bit of difficulty telling which one was which and it's led to very awkward Ds on his quizzes and Fs on his warmup assignments. He just couldn't nail it down.

But luckily his math tutor had been more than happy to give him some pointers on how to tell the difference between mutually exclusive and inclusive data.

"All done, hun?" Because that tutor was also his roommate.

"I think so..." Chuster's voice was almost silent compared to the likes of his tutor, whose yellow and black coloration would have suggested Beedrill if not for the lack of stingers on their body and instead antennae to generate electricity on their head as they reached over to check on the Chesnaught's work. Electabuzz, if you were still lost.

"Lemme see..." While they did that, Chuster did his best to look at the wall and not think about how his roomie was slouched so casually on his bed that he was spreading his legs at Chuster. It was hard, when you live with the reason you act so reserved and taciturn, so you can bet there was a lot of mantras playing in the armadillo's head to keep himself cool. "Yep, looks good buddy."

"Thanks, Watt."

"No problem hun. Now, about our plans later..." The way the newly known Watt enunciated 'later' made Chuster gulp and he slowly looked back to see the Electabuzz laid out on his bed, shamelessly in that "draw me like one of your French girls" position but with only socks and briefs on.

"What about 'em?"

"I was thinking...instead of dinner ...we can try the movie theater." That was definitely not what Chuster thought the 'Buzz was going with. But...

"I don't get paid til this Saturday so I won't have enou-"

"I got us some tickets already." Dammit, there goes the 'Buzz spoiling the armadillo again. Chuster rubbed the back of his head with his wide hand and hoped he didn't look too disinterested.

"Cool...we can try the movies, I guess." Watt wasn't buying it and moved to stand behind the Chesnaught in concern.

"Something wrong, hun? We don't have to go if you don't want to." The worry that formed within Watt made his head spark sympathetically, and the energy it created surged into Chuster barely fazed him. The perks of being a Grass type staying with an Electric type-being shocked was like being cut with a thorn at best.

"N-no, I wanna go...I just thought we discussed the 'you buying me things' thing..."

Watt sighed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, I know hun, but I figured it's been long enough since the last time we did something like this together and..." Explaining it seemed to be getting the 'Buzz emotional, for his sparking was starting to cause the room to flicker with appliances flipping on and off at random intervals. Before it continued, Chuster shot out of his seat and bear-hugged the Electabuzz, who seemed to calm down right away and left the room at peace before things got crazy for any nearby dorms. "Thanks hun, I needed that."

Chuster stayed right there up until he pulled back to look Watt in the eye. "Look, we'll go to the movies, but for the last time lemme at least work my way to having a luxury, okay? It's not fair that you can pull out the kinda thick wad that'd take me three months of saving to flex back at you."

Watt's fingers were crossed behind his back as he responded: "I promise, babe. Now go ahead and freshen up, you smell like hard work and I don't want anyone that likes that kind of thing real bad taking you from me." The 'Buzz's mood changed immediately, going back to that chipper mood that greeted Chuster when he started doing his summer homework. At the playful command, he abandoned his desk and went into the bathroom for a shower.

The hot water was a mix of both something he could get used to and something he could do with a little less of, so it was best to stay in the middle when it came to temperatures while he used the stream going down on his naked body to think.

One would assume that, with the way Watt acted when Chuster seemed apprehensive to the idea of going to the movies with the 'Buzz, the armadillo was in an emotionally abusive relationship with his tutor that everyone has one with an online friend that promises that they only have one friend and it's them. But that person would be wrong.

Watt doesn't act like that because he has no friends other than Chuster, he acts as he does because no one else other than Chuster wants to be friends with him.

He was a special case of Electabuzz, generating electricity at an alarmingly exponential rate whenever his emotions flared and it shows to have a great impact on the world around him should he be in a place with electricity. Shorting out fridges, washers and dryers and even TVs were a common thing that Watt's old roommates hated with a passion and only up until Chuster came around to this simple PokeGold University did he feel that he'd graduate with no one to hold his head up high other than his parents.

Everything changed when the armadillo became his roommate.

Because the old ones all somehow managed to have a weakness or general disdain for being electrocuted-be it on accident or playfully on purpose-Chuster being part Grass has led to a very possessive Electabuzz making sure that the Chesnaught was not without comfort. He upgraded their beds, make sure they were loaded with food and entertainment, and never wasted an opportunity to see if he can take the guy out on trips such as the movies as planned for later tonight. But it got a bit much after a month of nothing but gifts and generosity, and once Chuster told him to stop it he was blessed to be part Grass, because the resulting emotional discharge caused a half-citywide blackout.

So now he was the (un)fortunate boyfriend of this very bouncy 'Buzz and he couldn't back out of it even if he truly wanted to. Because in the end, what's wrong with being treated like you're everything to somebody?

Nothing.

Chuster started feeling the water seep into his scaley limbs so he went ahead and stepped out before he became littered with blooming flowers again. His clothes had been freshly ironed and laid out for him while he had been in the steamy bathroom so he silently mouthed a thanks towards the shut door ahead of him before drying off and getting dressed.

Watt was waiting for him on the other side, clad in a simple black tee and torn jeans to act as shorts. He'd wear jorts, but his build wouldn't allow it. How would he be able to fit all of that chub into them?

"Ready hun?" Watt got a hold on Chuster's arm, embracing it with both of his and leaning into it like a girl having been left devoid of her best friend's touch for too long.

"I'm all ready." Chuster gave him a thumbs up and the happy sparks that zapped on his head ran through the armadillo's arm before they got a move-on, thankfully not hearing a light bulb pop as they locked the door.

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The theater they were going to wasn't in school-despite there being one made for these occasions-so it was common for Watt to suddenly cling harder to Chuster's arm as strangers walked past them. He was scared they were gonna laugh at him for being fat and a walking hazard but the armadillo was sure they were only staring because of the frightened look he had and the clearly open display of affection he was giving to Chuster.

When they got to the booth, they deposited their tickets and were allowed inside, Watt rushing to buy them snacks before Chuster remembered that he wouldn't have enough movie for this theater's confession goods either way. So he let his ready friend load them up with popcorn and drinks before they found the movie they were going to see. From the title alone, and the lack of explosions, sports cars and gory imagery, Chuster assumed this was either a comedy, romantic comedy, romantic drama, comedic drama or a mix of all of those so there was something for everyone not into cheesy action and played-out horror. Once they got into the dark room, the armadillo noticed that it was most vacant yet their seats were on the upper floors and they'd have to climb some stairs.

Seeing as Watt was the lead, this just led to Chuster getting a faceful of 'Buzz butt that thankfully smelled clean when he nearly shoved those cheeks into the Chesnaught's nose when he pulled the door back to let them into the higher seats.

Before they could even secure their arrangements, the movie was starting and Chuster noticed no one else was around them, so he didn't have to worry about anyone secretly judging the two of them while they watched this cliche fest.

Past the title screen and getting into the exposition, Chuster realized that Watt's eyes were glossy-a telltale sign that he was not focused-and to him, it felt like there was something going on in that head of his...and as if he had been expecting the armadillo to be so observant, Watt looked his way and Chuster hurriedly turned to watch the movie again.

But the 'Buzz hadn't looked away, Chuster able to see that squishy face in the corner of his eye trained on him, so he couldn't check to see if he could confirm his suspicions that he was here for something other than a casual heading-out between guys.

Then he felt that warm, fuzzy hand on his bulge and heard Watt speak in his ear.

"I got these seats for a reason, hun...~" The 'Buzz began to nibble into Chuster's neck, making him twitch in his seat and leaving his captive cock to start erecting in his jeans. Watt continued to toy with the armadillo, leaning further into the seat and having already left his side of his snacks on the other seat's armrest so he could pull himself over. Chuster barely had time to save his drink but his popcorn suffered a few casualties before he was officially hands-free for Watt to fill his palms up. "Been getting really needy as of late...~"

"When have y-you not been needy?"

"Oh hush. I don't get all over you all the time."

"It's just as much as when you do..." Chuster remembered the heated phone calls he got on his lunch breaks at work, listening to the Electabuzz huffing up a storm on the other line and loudly vocalizing his desire for the armadillo to come home and take him where he laid, and made it worse to try and ignore the gestures with pictures of his naked body showing off his nudity.

"Mmmm..." Watt ducked the question and just kissed his way into Chuster's neck, bringing those thick, scaly arms of his around until they were nice and wrapped around that yellow butt of his. Chuster didn't know but Watt was well aware of the effect his ass had on the 'Naught and he made sure that each and every moment he spent where he was walking ahead or standing in front of him was filled with nothing but those globes until he was sure the armadillo wouldn't forget. And his plan here worked, for he felt a wet, solid beast poke him in the gooch and he purred. "Already trying to wreck me again, hun? You're not even inside me yet...~"

"This is all y-your fault..." Watt knew and kissed the immobile 'Naught on the nose before he reached down to get their flies undone. Now Chuster wished they had somebody up there with them, for the boldness that Watt was showing off was getting rather fast-paced for his liking. Though his dick would be hardly any help in telling the 'Buzz to slow down, already at a painfully hard state and looking just about ready to lay seed into anybody with how dark the mushroom-tipped head was. When Watt freed it, it shot up from its prison and ground against the 'Buzz's crotch and made his head spark with a low thrum.

"I bet your other friend doesn't blame me...Do you~?" The way Watt treated Chuster's cock was something both arousing and creepy; arousing, due to the sheer steadiness of the 'Buzz's licking so that he was neither too fast to have Chuster feel anything nor too slow to make him wonder if anything was done at all, and creepy with the constant eye contact that the yellow guy kept giving. The armadillo was rooted to the seat, feeling the air between them heat up, only for the moment to break in tempo as the footfalls of someone approaching the upper rows of seats reverberated towards the pair.

"S-shit, someone's coming!" Chuster's panicked whispers were quiet enough for only Watt to hear, but the 'Buzz didn't share his sentiment but just speaking lowly.

"I know...~" Then Watt slowly turned away from Chuster, flashing that yellow and black striped ass at the armadillo and letting him take in its plush, soft glory...

Until he sat down on the entirety of Chuster's dick in time for their new movie-going stranger to open the way up to claim their seat.

The armadillo felt like he was gonna bust his lip biting back a sharp moan, finding solace in Watt's neck for a moment before he knew he was calm. The 'Buzz was a monster, torturing him with such a sight and such a sensation knowing full well that the second they got caught it'd be over and he wouldn't finish what they started until he felt like it. His grin could be felt despite Chuster being able to just turn around past the 'Buzz's shoulder so he would glimpse it, and the armadillo felt embarrassment well into his stomach as his cock shot precum into Watt's ass despite them not even moving.

"Eager to breed my butt, aren't ya~?" The sudden presence in the Chesnaught's head wasn't to generate surprise, more so even more embarrassment as Watt shamelessly used Psychic as a means of telepathy so he could continue voicing his adoration for how thick Chuster was inside of him. "Wanna see me walk outta here with a wet stain that only you and I will know isn't just soda~?"

'Quiet please!' Chuster couldn't do it back but he can damn sure think towards where he felt Watt was poking.

"Don't be such a spoil-sport, I always wanted to know what it'd be like if you just laid me out right here in a theater. But oh well, guess our guest will have to play the guessing game...."

'What do you-' Chuster's reply was cut short when Watt began to spark as quietly as he could, letting the energy flow through his body and focus straight onto that invading cock in his back door. The 'naught was enraptured in yet another session of electro stimulation, but only this time he couldn't excuse himself to the bathroom to "pee" so he could escape. Watt's knowing smile was wider than his hips as he got into a pace of making Chuster's dick throb inside of his stomach-which it barely made a mark for the benefit of them both-and leave precum to warm his cold and lonely innards while he milked his boyfriend for everything he had this round. Watt could dump all the electricity he had into Chuster and it wouldn't even bother him, and with his growing lust came more electricity in his systems, so he was giving himself an energy loop that wouldn't stop until he had to.

The Chesnaught felt like he was on a personal level of the Distortion World with Watt in his lap, essentially massaging his dick like he was a licensed masseuse for this kind of thing specifically and leaving the Grass type to whimper as quietly as he could while his dick continued to pump fluids into Watt. By the time that yellow gut was smoothed out from the excessive pre, Chuster was just about ready to blow...

But Watt didn't let him.

Just when he knew the edge was just a jolt away from going off into the throes of climax, Chuster was robbed of the relieving sensation and left to slowly crawl back down as Watt began to get up from his lap. Having been shocked enough to leave his arms twitching, Chuster couldn't even stop the 'Buzz from pulling his meaty dick out of that hole. He wanted an explanation, for his instincts were scorning Watt for abandoning that cock in its time of need to release, but all he got ringing in his head was a half-assed excuse of,

"Bathroom."

Chuster had to quietly put his pants back over his straining dick and bit his lip as even the material of his clothes made him want to explode yet left him on the cusp between letting rip and merely getting an unworthy nudge. By the time he felt that he wasn't gonna leave this seat drowning in his own cum, he caught Watt shaking that butt at him and he was quick to follow despite himself.

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Good news! The bathroom had been empty when they got inside? And the best part? The last stall wasn't your typical cliche "Out of Order" letdown when one needed a private piss.

So you can bet the two lovebirds were using it to make up for lost time.

"Fuck yeah...breed me hard...m-make me fatter on your nut..."

"S-sh-shut up, man...."

Watt's vocalizations of need to Chuster always got to him, not producing the concern that they actually should and instead tickling his recessive urges to plant his seed into someone until he was satisfied or if they were knocked up. And since the chances of the latter were nil since he was busy pumping his hard cock into Watt's butt....

Satisfaction was a rarity.

But he'd already blown his load three times now, the remnants of the third being flushed out and barely managing to drool into the toilet below with Watt's hunched over body keeping one leg on the seat with his pants to his ankle. Chuster couldn't even get fully undressed in time, almost completely clothed save for his open fly and pushed-aside underwear letting him thrust into his friend. When he felt another load coming, he hugged Watt's chest and thrust forth into him as hard as he could, more than well aware that the 'Buzz could take it and would have encouraged it had he tried being gentle about it.

"I can f-feel that...load coming...better gimme that nut, hun...~" Watt's panting was made worse when he let it sound off in Chuster's head, able to hear from the same source in two different ways but one allowed to be even louder than the other since there was still people out in the theater hallway wondering why the door was barred from entry if the janitor wasn't in there cleaning it.

"You want it...s-so bad...?" Chuster had enough, hunched over the 'Buzz's back enough that their heads were right next to each other over the toilet lid. Watt simply licked the armadillo's temple and the 'Naught's response to that was to bite down into his neck and slam in as hard as he could while grinding his crotch into that soft ass.

Immediately, cum burst into Watt, making him quietly moan physically while he was screaming to the heavens about Chuster's nut being like a blessing to him in a way that he wouldn't even dare try responding to lest he want to make his nose explode in embarrassment too. His spunk splashed around into the sea already laid out inside of Watt, the excess pouring right into the toilet water and making it murky from its pearly white presence. Watt's ass was a mix of yellow, black and white after that, armadillo cream leaving the fur there matted and that pucker yawning from the sheer girth of Chuster's cock. When he pulled out, some more seed made their exit and nearly filled the toilet to overcapacity for flushing, so the 'Naught got rid of it before he actually clogged it. His dick was covered in his cum, but Watt was quick to assist with his eager mouth sealing shut around the head and slowly pushing down towards his pubic hair while using the noises of the swirling toilet to mask his rather zealous suctions. Chuster couldn't make him stop, because that'd probably get him going harder and get them caught, so he stood there and let his friend clean him off to a spit shine before they started getting their clothes on.

Chuster insisted that Watt clean up at least, but the 'Buzz wouldn't hear it, and so they walked out of the theater with the movie they had come to 'see' barely remembered as they headed for the door. As he had predicted, Chuster's jizzfests had left a wet stain to slowly grow against the back of Watt's pants and instead of hiding it with his tail he brought the armadillo's arm behind him so that wide hand could hold him by the ass. As a treat for being so willing to let him have this fantasy.

When they got outside, the summer breeze left the night air warm so Chuster didn't suddenly feel like he was tired all over. Which also meant...

"I bet you can leave me looking ready to pop with triplets when we get back and I have you breed my slit instead...~" The 'Buzz's whisper in his ear made his face red, but his dick wouldn't deny his urges of getting erect to the idea of breeding his boyfriend over and over.

"...s-sure, Watt."

"Attaboy.~"