FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

You didn't know when it happened, but it just did. One day, you were motivated to follow in the footsteps legendary boy, Red, and truly catch them all. There were a lot of Pokémon, over eight hundred in counting, and more seemed to be submitted to the Pokémon Institute every year. It seemed like a monumental task, and it might take years to do, but you are a thirteen year old boy, filled with nothing but motivation.

It was the first day in your new career as a Pokémon Trainer, and you arose before anyone else in your house to be the first one to select a Pokémon. You had been studying for a few weeks the best choice, and knew it wasn't the one you were going to choose. Bulbasaur would have been the easiest all around. It was a dual type from day one, and most, if not all of the gyms could be beaten with just that Pokémon alone.

You never were one for the easy road, however.

Charmander was your pick. It had taken awhile to realize, but after seeing battles with him and tutorials on how to train him on PokéTube, their cute faces and stout attitudes really made you believe you'd have a pal for life. Besides, by raising a Pokémon with a rambunctious attitude would only help you in the future.

As you laced up your old, run down sneakers, your mind seemed to only be focused on your new Pokémon, so close and ripe for the picking. What would you name it? Blaze? Zippo? The John Smith's of Charmander names didn't suit you, you wanted to name it something special.

As you rushed down the steps of your home and out the door, all you could think about was Charmander. You knew it's foot print. It's call. It's typical height and weight. Your feet pounded the dirt on the way to the local Pokélab, and, to your relief, there was no line of children.

You waited in line for what seemed like an eternity. As the morning went on, a few more kids arrived. A stocky boy from Pallet, a girl too skinny to be healthy from Cerulean, and an avarage looking child of indeterminate gender that looked to be from Pewter. They struck you as odd, but your mother taught you that it wasn't polite to stare, so you turned back to the sliding glass doors to see the Professor. She was a very short lady, not even coming up to your shoulders, and last time you were measured, you were five feet six inches. You knew her name (Professor Isabella Birch), the layout of the lab (Two tables on the right as soon as you walked in, and Pokémon scanning equipment everywhere else there was free space), even where your future Pokémon would be in the selection of Pokémon Balls (the rightmost ball). As Professor Birch unlocked the door, you did all you could in terms of restraint to hold yourself back. As soon as you could fit in them, though, you did, and you made a modest dash to the table. There, the ancient Professor Oak sat. He was much older than he was when he first gave Red his Pokémon, and you could see the signs of age from how jowles and liver spotten face.

"Well, hello young man. I assume you're here for your first Pokémon?" He asked, smiling kindly.

"Yes!" You blurt out, your excitement visable and palpable.

"Well, you look like you know what you're doing, so take your pick. In the middle is Squirtle, the tiny turtle Pokémon. On your left-"

You didn't want to cut the old man off, but he was just taking too long. You grabbed the one on your right, your soon to be best friend. Charmander.

"Charmander, eh?" Oak chuckled. "They always seem to be the most popular one. Well, here are a few things you might need."

He handed you a bag, which to thanked him for after taking. You thanked him one last time before turning to go, your heart beating a mile a second. As you dashed back to your house, the Pokéball tightly clutched to your chest, you began having visions of grandeur, of pomp and fame. You would collect them all, no matter the outcome. No matter how old, or how many species were discovered, you would fill out your PokéDex.

You nearly ran into the front door, but stopped just in time. It flung open with a force, and slammed against the wall protector. This wasn't the first time you had been so excited, and it wasn't going to be the last. You thundered up the steps and threw open your bedroom door. After tossing the bag onto the floor next to your bed, you took a deep breath, and sat down.

Calm, you told yourself. I must be calm.

The Pokéball in your hand was shrunk down to the size of a golf ball. They shrunk down like this to save space in a bag, or on a belt. You pushed the release button twice, and it grew into your palm until it fit snugly in it. Now the size of a rotund apple, you aimed it towards the bed, and gave it a squeeze. You had seen all the gym battles your brain could handle, all the tutorials on how Pokéballs worked. This was easy.

There was a brilliant red light that came from the ball. It took the form of a Charmander, and your heart dropped when you saw it. It was small, but exactly the height it should be. It had crystal blue eyes, small white pegs for teeth, a cute, round snout. It was looking around as if in a daze, before it laid it's eyes on you. A few pounding heartbeats, an awkward staring competition, and no moves from either party.

"Um.. Hi." You said nervously. After introducing yourself, you held out a hand. Charmander took it, but wasn't familiar with handshakes, so the creature just looked at you oddly.

"Are you nervous at all?" You ask. The Charmander shrugs, and looks around the room.

You watch it as it makes its way off of the bed. It looked around your room for awhile, running a hand over an acoustic guitar your uncle had given you for your birthday, opening and shutting drawers without looking at the contents, and finally, Charmander came back to you.

"Charmander." It simply said, staring up at you.

"Are you hungry?" You ask.

The creature nods, and you pick up the backpack. Inside was a few Pokéballs, empty, of course, a fireproof sleeping bag, some trail mix, potions, and a few berries, along with a book. It was titled, "Camping for the Young Pokémon Trainer," and there was a campfire on the front.

You pulled a few berries out, round, plump Oran berries. After giving one to Charmander, you watched as the creature hungerly bit into it, smiling as the juices dripped down its mouth. It was gone in a few seconds, and you kept on feeding the Pokémon. Once it was full, it tried to climb back up on your bed, and smiled when you helped it up. It sat down on its rear, making sure not to burn your bed with it's tail.

"So, Charmander," it looks up at you, curiosity on its face. "I want to catch all the Pokémon that are out there. Do you think you're up to the challenge?"

The creature just shrugged. It's behavior struck you as odd. This one didn't seem roudy, or obnoxious, just... Passive. Neutral.

"Well, I'll take that as a yes." You say, patting it's shoulder. The creature smiled at your touch. "So, do you want a nickname?"

Charmander looked at you like you were from another planet. You start to feel nervous. This was your first encounter with Charmander, and you didn't want to mess it up.

"Well, I call you Charmander now, but what about something else? Like, Ember? Or maybe Flair?" You listed a few more nicknames, each making the creature raise it's eyebrow ridges more and more. "Maybe... Ah..." You blush. "Maybe it would help if I knew you were a boy or a girl Charmander."

It cocked its head to one side, not understanding. You got a bit closer to it. This was something else you read on a rather lewd website. To find your Pokémons genitalia, most of them were hidden beneath a slit in-between their legs. You picked the Charmander up and laid it on your legs, your heart pounding in your chest. The Charmander looked at you, almost frightened as you touch it with sweaty hands. It tried to scurry away from you, but you put a reassuring hand on its cream colored belly, and kept rubbing in-between it's legs. The Charmander stopped struggling, and resorted to panting heavily as it felt the pressure of your fingers. It couldn't be helped; Charmander was getting aroused. Slowly, a small slit made itsself apparent, and a small pink pearl was at the top of the slit.

'A female?' You think to yourself.

But as you keep rubbing the slit, the small pearl slowly grew bigger and bigger. It took the form of a shaft under your touch, and it soon grew into a somewhat long member. It a deep pink color, maybe three inches in length, and ended in a tapered point. It had two small trenches running along the length, which gave it a rather healthy look. Charmander looked at you oddly. Like you were come weird creature, and he was the rational one. In a way, he was. He wasn't the one arousing Pokémon.

"Charmander?" He asks, a slight blush beginning to form.

"What?"

"Char." He said, nervously covering his length with his little paws.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of, I think it's cute." You said.

Uh oh.

You should have actually thought this sex check through before you did what you did. You could feel yourself getting erect, your own member pressing against your thin shorts. At the pressure, Charmanders jaw slightly dropped, and he looked down.

"C-Char?" He stammers out.

You cock, it seemed, always popped up when the worst circumstances were present. It seemed like just yesterday you didn't know much about it, but now...

Well, you had a special browser on your computer dedicated just to Pokémon porn. There was a frighteningly huge amount on the web, as well.

"I'm... I'm sorry." You say as you scoop Charmander off of your lap. Your bludge was only outlined better with him off.

To your surprise, as soon as you set Charmander down, he gets on his knees and shuffles towards your lap. You don't take any action to hide your erect shaft. In fact, exposing yourself to him makes your heart race.

"Charmander. Char." He said, looking up.

"W-what?" You stammer out.

Charmander reached over, and pokes your length. You gasp softly at the touch, and he recoils when you twitch. He looks up again.

"Charmander?"

"You... Want to see me?" You ask, blushing.

The lizard nods his head, and you start to grow embarrassed. You figure that, since you forced him to show his own cock, it was only fair. With a shuddering breath, you get up and lock your door. Charmander was on the edge of your bed, legs thrown over the side, watching expectantly. You turn back to him, and nervously smile. Are you really going to do this, expose yourself to Charmander?

You gulp, and hook your thumbs underneath your waist band. His eyes are upon your own, and he seemed to be waiting. You take a deep, shuttering breath, and pull them down. Eyes were upon your shaft instantly, but the coolness from the ambient air in your room was the first thing you noticed. You open your eyes, and see Charmander looking intently at your genitals. After a few seconds, he looks up at you, and smiles. He pats the bed beside you, and you take a dry gulp before obeying the lizard. You sit down next to him, and Charmander begins to push you back, and you follow his directions until you are resting against the wall, and he was inbetween your legs. You watch him look at your shrinking cock, your heart was racing. This was the first time, besides the doctors, you had ever exposed yourself to anyone or anything.

You soon grow flaccid and uncomfortable, wanting desperately to cover your shame with your hands when something you thought wouldn't happen, happened. Charmander cupped your ballsack in his hands, and began to rub it. You shuttered at the touch, and instantly could feel the blood rushing back to your member. It was small for your age, but you still had some growing to do, you had reasoned with yourself. Maybe four inches, circumcised with an ever so slight left angle. Charmanders small hands felt odd on your sack, oddly like the doctors hands. He seemed to be enjoying himself, and you were glad to see him having fun.

It was an odd experience, being touched by someone. All the expectations you had imagined fell short of the true experience. You place a loving hand on Charmanders cheek, and he looks up.

"Having fun?" You ask.

He nods, and looks back down, his little hands still playing with your sack. You lean back, enjoying the feeling when something warm clasped your cock. Upon investigation, you see that Charmander has grabbed your fully erect length, and had begun to play with it. His small hands couldn't really fit around it, but the feeling was out of this world. Regular masturbation had lost all interest for you now. Charmander gripped your cock and slid it up and down, seeming to enjoy the loose sliding of your cock in his hands. He got himself into a rhythm, and you could say that he began to jerk you off. It didn't take much for you to feel the urge to cum, but Charmander seemed to sense it. He slowed his strokes, much to your disappointment. You look down to see him pressing his own erect cock against yours, and he looks over to you, as if asking for you to take over.

Being one to please, you did. Your combined girth felt odd in your hand, but your mixed precum lubricated the bottoms of your respective cocks, which made jerking off easier, and much more pleasurable. Charmander began to pant, and you could feel him begin to thrust into your palm. He was on the verge of ejaculating when you stopped. Charmander looked up at you, as if angry for not being able to relieve himself on you hand.

"It's ok, buddy. We're just getting started."

You find the sleeping bag in the backpack and unzip it to it's blanket form, and lay it down on the bed. After, you pick Charmander up and lay him down on it, spreading his legs and looking at the twitching bounty in-between. You see a small asshole a few inches under the base of his cock, and ran your finger over it. Charmander looked down at you, worry and confusion touching his face, along with a shy smile. He recoils slightly and you withdraw your hand.

"Do you like that?" You ask nervously.

"C-Char!" Charmander exclaimed, nodding it's head.

You smile, and decide to prod in a fingertip, and he gives a soft grunt as you slide in. It's very warm, inside him. You take his small cock in your hand as best you can, and begin to beat him off. Charmander began to hump your hand, and you gathered the precum that was dripping from both of your cocks and began to message his small puckered hole. Charmander seems to be in paradise. His head was thrown back, a blissful smile on his face, and his eyes closed, not a care in the world. His two small hands were moving with the hand you were using to beat him off. You dipped a finger into his rear, and could feel him tense up from the unknown pressure. The precum made it much easier than you would have thought, and you were able to slide most of your finger in before he cried out. You begin to slide your finger in and out of his read as you stroke his length. At one point, you observed his tongue poking out of one side of his mouth, lazily drooling on his slender orange shoulder.

You twist his length in your hand, up and down as he lets out a few high pitched renditions of his name, and his thrusting grows harder. By this point, he had leaked enough precum for it to lubercate himself and you hand, and you squeezed tightly as if to emulate an asshole as you masturbated the Charmanders cock. He gave one final, long thrust before you felt the central bludge on his cock give a powerful flex. Cum came barreling out of his cock, and he moaned his name loudly as you continued to jerk him off. With each pulse of his cock, you moved your hand upwards, causing most of the four ropes of cum he shot out to end up hitting his face or upper belly. When he was done, you giggled to yourself slight. He was moaning in his orgasmic miasma, and chenching and letting his toes go lose. His cock was still twitching in your hand, but you weren't done with this Charmander yet. You've been waiting weeks for one, afterall.

You begin to stroke him, as if to wake him from that state he was in. Charmander looked up, a look that seemed to be telling you,

"I'm spent, please stop!"

But you continued. His erection hadn't gone away, and you were curious as to what he tasted like. Dribbles of white, pearly cum lazily sliced down your fingers and his cock, and it was wet with precum. You grabbed him by the base and leaned towards him, getting your mental faculties ready for what you were about to do. Charmander watched you in surprise as he licked as much of the cum off of his face as he could. Time seemed to stop as you looked at this cum soaked cock. It was pulsing in your hand, almost seeming to invite you to lick. When your tongue met his length for the first time, you tasted the salty cum, and smiled. Charmander physically shuttered, and threw his body back in pleasure. You popped it in your mouth, and began to clean his cock off, enjoying the salty cum you made him shoot out. When it was clean, you began to take small licks from the base all the way up to the tapered tip before sticking it in your mouth and giving it a small suck. Charmander groaned in his high pitched voice, and planted his hands firmly on your head. Your tongue traced his ridged cock, exploring every detail of this foreign member. Charmander was sweating by now, little beads running down his face and chest. You slowly found yourself bobbing up and down his length, grinning to yourself at the noises he made. Charmander began to thrust into you, which was quite unexpected. It was hard and fast, and your tongue could barely keep up with the wild thrusts. After what seemed like an eternity of giving Charmander a near vacuum seal on his shaft, you could feel him chench up and thrust deeper into your throat then you felt comfortable with. As he moaned his name, you could feel little poots of cum hit your throat. He didn't have much cum to offer, but you let him use your mouth as his personal fleshlight for as long as he wanted. The first thing you noticed was that his grip was weakening. His small arms fell off completely, and his entire body relaxed.

As he was floating in his second orgasm, you slowly sucked on his shrinking length, pressing your lips tightly on his cock. He squirmed under the impression of your lips and tongue, and tried to shove his personal suck toy away, but to no avail. Your tongue traced his shivering ridges as they shrunk. When you decided enough was enough, you pulled on his cock with your mouth, stretching it before it popped out and landed on the creatures chest with an small, barely audible smack. He was breathing heavily, arms and legs giving off an occasional twitch. He seemed to be sleeping.

"Hey, did you fall asleep on me?" You question, giggling.

Charmander shook his head, 'no'.

You smiled at this development, and pulled him close. You appreciated the lizards warmth, and smooth skin. He rested on your arm, breathing deeply. You begin to rub his belly, smearing the cum on it all over it and your hand.

At this point, you are still rock hard. Your shaft was aching for relief, and you had nearly came when you were sucking Charmander off, just by occasionally rubbing your length on the blanket. There's some lotion you use that's residing in your table right across from your pillow. You take it out, and lean back.

By this point, Charmander had recovered, and was looking at you with curiosity in his eyes. He spotted the lotion and his face became pale.

"Would you be okay with me doing this?" You ask him.

At first, Charmander looks like he is going to say no. Your heart is beating with anticipation, hoping he would say yes. Charmander looked down at his small asshole, then at your cock. He looked back up at you, into your eyes and nodded shyly.

"I'll be gentle, I promise." You swear.

He leans back, his legs spread apart and in the air, his limp cock hanging off to the right, still covered in saliva. You carefully position yourself above the hole, and squirt a bit of the lotion on your cock, rubbing it into your length. You were shivering in nervous anticipation once you had placed a dollop of lotion on the Charmanders little hole. You gave your cock one last good tug before pulling Charmander close to you. He looked a little scared, but his twitching cock betrayed his fear.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" You ask one final time.

Time seems to slow down for you while you awaited your Pokémons' answer. After an eternity of waiting, Charmander shook his head no. You would have been lying to yourself of you said you weren't a little disappointed. You back away from him, and lie on your back, taking off your shirt and rubbing the lotion off your twitching, wanting cock. Charmander gets next to you, and begins to push your side, as if wanting you to turn over. You could see that he already was fully erect again, and you could see the lust in his eyes. You didn't want to deny your new Pokémon anything, so you followed suit and turned. He got behind you, and you allowed him to pull your rear close to his cock.

"Hold on..." You say, just as he was about to penetrate you.

"Char?" He whines, rubbing the tip of his cock on your puckered hole.

You grab the lotion and put a hefty squirt on two of your fingers before reaching into your rear and rubbing it around and in yourself. It feels cold, and your prodding hands made your cock twitch uneasily. You give Charmander a thumbs up, and he pulls your rear close to him. You could feel him rubbing your cheeks with his small hands, as if trying to message them. His cock was gently smacked on your hole a few times, and you smiled at the sensations and thoughts running through your head.

You were about to be fucked by a Charmander.

Not a second later had that thought crossed your mind when you felt Charmander roughly shove his cock into your ass. It was unexpected, and you cried out in pain. He was, by no means, a well endowed Pokémon, but this was the first creature ever to glide a cock into your ass and make you his bitch. But the feeling was...

You couldn't even describe it.

You felt Charmander get into a groove, thumping your rear with his cock before sliding maybe halfway out and ramming it in again. He wasn't gentle, and you loved it the assault. You could feel him hugging onto your waist as he pushed his small member in and out of your hole, and savored the smacking sound that came from him fucking you.

Not before long, you could feel him pick up his pace, sliding his cock in and out of you faster, and more roughly than he had been before. His hands were digging into your sides as he fucked you, and you smiled at him moaning his name.

Just then, he thrusted deeper into you than he ever had before, and you could feel his cock twitch deep in your ass. Warm cum flowed out of his cock and into your ass as he moaned in a high pitched voice. Charmander pulled out slowly, his cock twitching wildly as he removed his length from your ass.

You heard him collapse on the bed, and you turned to him. There he was, his cock was slowly shrinking, and you could see that he was a post orgasm bliss, but you wanted to get back at him for him fucking you when you wanted to fuck him. You spread his legs, and lie down close to his cock, and take the whole length in your mouth. It did not taste good at all, not like when you sucked him off before. You could taste your rear, and the lotion you used for lubricant, and gave the whole thing quick swallows to get rid of the taste. Once the taste was bearable, you began to suck on his cock, pulling it upwards with your tongue as you torture the poor Charmander. His hands shoot to your head, trying to get you to stop sucking his tender, throbbing cock, but to no avail. Your head bobs up and down on him, your tongue tracing an 's' shape as you go down his length, and you use your entire tongue on the way back up. Charmander was shivering under your tongue, but he stopped trying to fight you as you sucked him off for a second time in less than an hour. You worked your way down his shaft one last time before letting his now erect cock out of your mouth. You rub him with your length as he squirms under your touch, and you could tell that he was already close to another orgasm. You give the tip of his cock little licks as you beat the Pokémon off, smiling when he looks down at you in disbelief. He begins to thrust into you, and you again push his cock into your mouth and begin to suck him off. His legs clamp around your head as his pelvis smacks into your mouth, and he grabbed your head as he fucked your mouth.

It wasn't long before you felt him cum into your mouth, his cock barely able to give a dribble of salty semen as he was lost yet again in the pleasure of orgasm.

You eventually felt his hands fall limply to his side, and his legs let go of your head. His cock splats limply, lifelessly, to his belly with a wet thud as he pants. You lean back, smirking at your new Pokémon. He was fiesty, for sure. Charmander eventually sits up, smiling as if in a daze, and looks at you.

"Char..." He barely whispers out. You know you just blew his mind.

"Char indeed." You grin.

He giggled, before coming in-between your legs. You felt a little shy as he looked at your cock twitching before him. You wanted to cover your shame so badly. Before you could do anything, however, Charmander grabbed your cock with one of his small hands, and gave it a lick. Just a small lick on the tip of your cock, but it sent shivers up and down your body. He smiled at your squeeky groan, and gave you another lick. He seemed to be getting back at you, but you weren't going to complain. Charmander looked down, and grabbed the base of your cock as best he could, and tugged on it. He enjoyed playing with your cock, and fondling your balls. He got down, and gave you a long lick from the base of your twitching cock to the tip, and, to your immense pleasure, stuck the tip of your cock into his mouth.

You shivered at the heat his mouth gave off as he worked your tip, his small tongue feeling around you, discovering all the nooks and crannies of your genitalia. You instinctively flex your legs, causing your cock to twitch in his mouth, and he looks up at you, smiling. He took your dick out of your mouth, and gave it another lick.

"P...Please..." You groan, looking down. Charmander grins as he looks up at you. You were still his bitch, wither you liked it or not.

"Charmander?" He says, smiling.

"Please, put it back in your mouth." You beg, your hands on his as he toys with your trembling cock.

He obeys, and you feel his mouth explode sensation on your cock as he works his way all the way down to your pelvis. You shutter as he begins to suck you off, somehow more skilled than you at this. You place your hand on his head, using it as more of an anchor for not passing out than anything else. Charmander seems receptive to this, and puts one of his hands on your hand, and pushes down. You find this a little odd, and give his head a slight push down your cock, groaning as he allowed himself to be used as you desire. You guide his mouth up and down your length, mumbling as his tongue explores your cock.

You felt the urge to blast your seed into his mouth sooner than you wanted or expected, and you pulled him off your mouth, and took your cock into your hand. Charmander looked at you, curious with an open mouth as you beat yourself into an orgasm. It didn't take long for you to shoot rope after rope of cum onto the poor lizards face, but he seemed to enjoy it. When you were finished, Charmander gave you a good, long lick on your cock, seemingly delighted at causing you to shudder in pleasure. Now, it was his turn to torture you.

He began by licking your length, and the cum that drizzled out of it. His hands gently tickled your balls as stuck your tip in his mouth and began to suck on it. He wanted to get you hard again, and he was succeeding. Maybe a minute passed before you were rock hard again.

"Char!" He says, laying back on his fireproof sleeping bag.

You look down at him, and he had spread his legs, and was looking at you, as if waiting. Deciding it was now or never, you again lubercate your cock with the lotion, and his small puckered hole as well.

Your heart beat a mile a minute as you paused over his hole. You could feel your balls against his tail, your legs against his, and soon, the tip of your cock against his lotioned asshole. You grab your cock and rub the tip against his rear, slowly prodding it in and groaning already at the pressure. He was a lot tighter than you were, it appeared.

Gently, as not to hurt him, you slide your cock into his hole, shivering as you made your way inside. It was warmer than his mouth, and the texture drive you crazy. Charmander grunted in pain as you fit as much of your cock in as his ass allows, and you hold it there, just appreciating the tight hole

"Charmander!" He urges.

You look down at him, and he is sweating with anticipation. You remember that he likes this, and you pull your cock out. The two of you groan in unison as you begin to pump your cock in and out of him, and you're careful not to push too hard, or too quickly. You wanted to take your time.

As you pushed into Charmanders ass, his cock began to grow, surprising you. You begin to toy with it as you fuck the Pokémon, and he can't do anything but grunt and moan his name. In an out you slide your cock, grabbing a thigh and using it as you fuck him. With your free hand, you are jerking the Charmander off, and he seems to be in paradise. Instinct takes over within him, and he begins to thrust into your hand as you jerk him off, which causes him to slide back down your cock and collide with your pelvis with a wet thud. Just before it looked like he was about to explode for a fifth time, you grab him and pull him into your chest. You are now leaning against the wall and thrusting into Charmander as he groans, and you feel his wet length slide on your belly as he jumps on your cock.

You fuck him in this position for awhile, never forgetting how awesome his small, tight ass feels on your cock. Charmander buries his head into your chest, and you hug him as you fuck him. Suddenly, he screams his name loudly, and you could feel his cock spewing cum all over your chest. You weren't finished yet, so you pull him off and set him on the sleeping bag. He's looking up at you with his bright blue eyes as you get on your knees. You pick him up, and guide your cock back into his warm ass, and begin to fuck him like a dog. Charmander is groaning loudly now, and you relish the wet smacks of your balls hitting his pelvis as you fuck him. You felt close to orgasm, so you grab his waist like he did with you, and begin to thrust wildly into him. He enjoys this a lot, and looks between his legs at you fucking him as he grunts part of his name as you fuck him.

You begin to see stars as the feeling of orgasm overtakes you, and you moan loudly. Your cock shoots cum into the little lizard as you drive your length deep into him, and you could feel yourself shooting cum into him with every twitch. Soon, you pull your tender cock out, and it comes out with a pop. Cum flows out of his rear and onto his tail as you pick him back up.

"Charmander?" He whispers, his legs shaking.

"I don't think either of us could possibly do anything else to each other today..." You tell him as the Charmander lay in your arms. The two of you were a mess; cum was everywhere. It would be quite the clean up. But that didn't matter, the only thing that matters now is the bond you had forged with your Charmander.

"How about no nickname?" You say, looking down at him.

Charmander nods, but you can tell he's exhausted. You give his flaccid cock one last touch, and he smiles as he falls asleep in your arms.