Same Locker Room
#2 of Lemons
Oooh, second chapter! Fair warning, there is a teeny, tiny, bit of human-on-human here.
"And Aaron's infernape is UNABLE. TO. BATTLE! Ben and his chesnaught win!"
The crowd erupted in madness, screaming and hollering, jeering and crying. Aaron returned Burner with a soft sigh, schooling his features. The cameras were on Ben first, but he knew they'd be on him soon, so he composed himself and gave a smile and laugh, letting the loss flow off him like water off a ducklett's back.
Still, his eyes met with Ben's across the battlefield. They were quite far apart, there needing to be space to lessen the risk to the trainers. It was torn, burning, overgrown, and a clear war field.
Ben smiled, but his eyes narrowed slightly on Aaron even from that far away.
Aaron left the battlefield first, as was customary. The winner could be lavished in the joy of the crowd, and betters, while the loser could slink away to lick their wounds.
It smarted, losing in the final battle, but there would be other tournaments, leagues to challenge. He clenched his fist, holding Burner's pokéball tightly.
And away from everyone and the eyes on him, he smiled for real. They'd grow from this and win the next time.
As he reached the doors leading to the reporters, his smile dimmed for two reasons. He didn't want to face the reporters with the shame of losing, no matter how many chances he would have to recover from this.
The second reason why was that niggling problem in the back of his head.
He tossed the doors open to flash a self-pitying smile at the reporters and quite handily waved off most questions with the easy excuse of wanting to get his pokémon to care.
It wasn't a lie per se, but he would take some time just for himself first. They were safe in their balls, none of them seriously injured, only deemed unfit to continue.
They'd want some time to stew in their balls as well and not get poked and prodded by the nurses. He'd give them that.
But he also stepped out quickly for that other reason in the back of his head. Two days ago, encountering Ben face-to-face and they had ribbed each other like competitors would.
Ben was good at playing the crowd as well, although Aaron was confident he did it better. Ben had a good smile, a boyish twinkle to his eyes that made plenty of people swoon. His opponents had fallen for it as well, seeing the kind smile and pretty face to mean he wasn't a serious competitor.
Aaron himself had initially thought Ben would lose in the first round of the tournament, but no. That was when he knew there was definitely more to him, but others continued to fall for his charm.
And, unfortunately, maybe he had to. They had agreed to a wager on this battle, not just a battle for the trophy, for the glory, for their winning streaks unbroken.
He lost, and now he owed Ben a favour, and he didn't look forward to it. Once he was refreshed, he'd see what the prick wanted just to get it over with.
He could only hope Ben wasn't the kind to hang it over his head with the threat of favour in the future. He didn't seem like the kind, but he didn't seem the type of winning the tournament either.
He kept the pokéball's shrunk as he showered. He didn't need a repeat of Burner's activity two weeks ago right now. Sure, they had continued to enjoy this new step of their relationship, but not in the locker rooms.
It'd be too easy to be caught, and that would be exceptionally no good. It would be not good at all. One may even say it would be bad, awful, terrible.
He didn't need that anxiety. Hotel room it was. He'd give Burner a blowjob, Aaron decided under the shower. He liked that quite a lot, and Aaron could admit to himself at times that he liked it too.
Just thinking about it made him a little lightheaded and his cock twitched under the water. He considered tending to himself, but no. He wanted to just leave.
As he returned to the wider locker room, however, he was given a sudden flashback to that last incident. In this same locker room, actually.
Instead of Burner, however, it was Ben.
"Hey!" Ben smiled, he had a lovely smile, warm and kind with his dimples raised. "Fantastic battle out there!"
He extended his hand as they didn't shake on the battlefield. Aaron cursed himself for forgetting, that was such poor sportsmanship. Ignoring the fact he only had a towel on, and his hair was still wet, he stepped over and shook his hand.
Or, intended to. Instead, his wet feet caused him to slip, and Ben had to catch him before he faceplanted.
The embarrassment would never end, Aaron decided. It was eternal, he was going to turn into a tomato, and everything was terrible.
He had his pride. Losing was one thing but being caught by his opponent when he tripped over was just....
"You okay?" Ben said, an edge of amusement in his voice. A chuckle he couldn't quite keep out.
"Fine," Aaron said, pulling himself off Ben. His face was red, he knew it, Ben knew it. He didn't comment, however. "Thanks," he managed.
"Least I could do." For whooping your ass with a Grass-type, was what Aaron heard.
He wasn't a bad loser, not at all.
Ben stepped back, parts of his clothes a little damp now that Aaron had splashed all over him. "You hear for a shower?" Aaron asked, remembering he was in fact naked as well.
It was a nightmare, he decided. He was actually in a nightmare, soon he'd realise he was still in the stadium with thousands of people looking at him too.
Ben shook his head. "Nah, just thought I'd come see you after our battle."
Was that concern? There really was no end to this ocean of embarrassment.
"Thanks," he said, almost feeling detached from everything now. "Actually, it's good you came by." He reminded himself that he had a debt. "Our bet, you won it, and I wanted to know what you wanted so we can just get that done with."
Ben smiled, and there it was. That charming grin, sparkly-eyes, that he'd done to everyone. The grin that hid the sharp mind and sharper tactics on the battlefield.
Aaron realised that wasn't a nice smile at all.
"Glad you remembered," Ben said, beaming with his eyes closed. He had cocked his head slightly, looking at the picture of innocence. Aaron realised that Ben hadn't so much as blinked when he strolled out in a towel and fell all over him.
Ben opened his eyes. "Get on your knees."
For a moment, Aaron stared at him. For a moment, he couldn't believe what he had just heard. Then the moment passed, and he could one hundred per cent believe what he had just heard.
"Fuck you," he grumbled, but his knees were bending. The towel was the only thing between the ground and his knees, it was a little too fluffy to really provide any cushioning though.
Ben continued to smile happily at him. "If you don't want to, that's totally fine." Aaron's eyes closed. "We can just have a standing favour."
Oh, hell no. He's not being in debt to anyone, and certainly not the cute psycho in front of him.
"I'll give you a fucking blowjob," Aaron grumbled. Admittedly, he wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. Burner had been giving him a lot of practice, he could win at something over Ben at least.
And Ben WAS cute. He hated that the most about him, Aaron decided.
"Hm?" Ben said, pokéball in his hand. "Me? No." The ball released, and there stood Spines. The chesnaught that had defeated Burner. "Him."
Spines was huge. Aaron looked up, up, and then up some more in widening eyes. The powerful Grass-type was littered with scorch marks and nicks and cuts. He was bruised on the skin he could see and definitely bruised under the fur too. Burner had gone down to him, but he'd given him one hell of a fight in the process.
But still, Aaron was speechless at the request. "What?" he gasped as Spines rumbled, glancing to Ben. Ben gave his pokémon a gentle rub on the arm.
"He's pretty hard to handle if you get my drift?" He did so much as wink at Aaron. "And I think it could be fun to watch someone else take a ride. If you're up for that?"
"I think you're crazy!?"
"I wasn't talking to you." Ben rolled his eyes cutely, looking to Spines. "Want a go at him?"
Spines nodded.
"Hey!" Aaron snapped, still on his knees. "He's a pokémon!"
"And?" Ben shrugged, he was smiling again in that devious way. "Didn't seem to bother you two weeks ago in this room. Burner and... Rio, was it?"
Aaron froze. His mind raced, how did he? When did he? He suddenly remembered the sound at the door, but he had found nothing, nothing at all!
How was Ben this sneaky?
"It's your choice," Ben said, shrugging and sitting down to rest his legs. "Make Spines cum, or just owe me some other favour some other time. Your choice."
Ben watched him with a gleam in his eye, the same one was reflected in Spines eye.
Aaron bowed his head. "Alright, fine. But no recording and this doesn't get out to no one!"
"Fine," Ben said, waving his concerns off. "I'm hardly going to go tattling, I DID say he was hard to handle. That's from experience. You looked like you knew what you were doing, though." He smiled kindly again, Aaron knew that was a complete lie. Ben knew he was barely handling them last time. "And don't worry, it's just a name not a warning."
Indignant and undignified, Aaron shuffled over to Spines. The chesnaught was huge, in more than just stature. His cock hung heavy, soft and hidden by the fluffy fur of his crotch. Aaron immediately noticed several differences between Spines and Burner.
First off, the fur was less coarse. Secondly, his cock was even bigger. Most importantly, for some reason, it was less hot.
The smell, though, that was even stronger.
"Ah," Aaron couldn't help but moan, getting close enough. Spines had gone through a fair bit of actual fire to reach Burner, and that effect of that heat had definitely left quite the present for Aaron.
It was smoky, which reminded him of Burner. Focusing on that, he reached out for Spines cock, feeling its hefty weight in his hand.
He rubbed it, feeling around it. Burner liked certain things, Rio liked other things. This cock was more similar to Burner's, however, so he tried to focus on what his starter wanted and apply them here.
He felt like he could have destroyed Ben with his mouth without trouble, but Spines was a whole new frontier. The part affecting him the most, however, was the fact that he was being watched.
Ben had dropped his own pants and was playing with his hardening dick watching Aaron. Even glancing back once caused Ben to smirk a little at him and he tried to forget the other trainer was even here.
He pressed closer to Spines as the chesnaught rumbled. It sounded like a good rumble, he glanced up. He just stared down at him with an expression.
It was an expression, which one Aaron couldn't tell.
It was a lot warmer now that he was closer, he could taste the sweat and musk in the air even without opening his mouth. His eyes watered, and his dick began to strain against the towel still around his hips.
He hadn't realised he was hard. He dearly hoped Ben didn't see it. He was angled away from him, surely he didn't see.
Aaron's train of thought was crashed when Spines made a sound, a deep. "Naught." It sent a shiver through him, the pokémon wasn't eager to wait any longer. His cock was hardening against Aaron's cheek but slowly.
He began to focus on that, the sooner he could make the pokémon cum, the sooner this could be forgotten. He rubbed the head, one hand creeping down to feel the thick balls. He sighed a musky breath, moving his balls had made the smell more potent, and Aaron couldn't help but lean in and give a lick right down on the line joining the large ballsack.
Burner had loved it, and by the full-body shiver, Spines agreed. He drew one of the balls into his mouth, bringing both hands up to twist and pump at the thickening meat in his hands.
It was widening, and he thought that'd stop. It didn't, Spines was thick.
The heat pressed against his neck and cheek and Spines rocked back and forth, grinding his cock on his face. Aaron had only a little stubble on his face, it was soft enough that Spines cock twitched as it rubbed against him.
He received some oozing precum right under his nose, and then all Aaron could smell was the heady masculine scent. He moaned.
"Yeah," Ben said, reminding Aaron he was there. "Why don't you give him a suck? He tastes pretty good."
He loathed to follow orders, but Spines wasn't and was going right for that. Aaron didn't clench his teeth and keep him out, but he licked at the oozing slit of the chesnaught's cock with something resembling annoyance.
If it wasn't for Ben, he thought he'd actually quite enjoy this. But a lingering sense of annoyance remained firm, he decided he'd get revenge a different way. He couldn't blow Ben's brains out his dick, but he sure could make Spines weak in the knees and wish for him to be around to suck his dick instead of Ben.
Yes, that'd be revenge, and he'd be better than the prick in the process.
With this in mind, he put his grand total of two weeks and nine experiences with sucking dick to full measure.
Ben watched in amusement as Aaron immediately tried to deepthroat Spines and gagged. "He's pretty big," he commented as if he was comparing the sizes of two magikarp.
Aaron could tell.
Burner filled his mouth up well, but Spines had his jaw as wide as he could, and even then he could only take in so much.
The chesnaught was affected, at least, he had his mouth parted and tongue poking out just slightly, panting. Although that could have been from the battle, he'd won not twenty minutes ago.
Aaron grabbed onto Spines balls with one hand each and began to bob up and down. He squeezed his eyes shut and wished he could remove his hearing so easily, it was galling to hear Ben comment on his form.
"Wow, you only gagged twice that time. Good job, that's about a third of his cock! Tastes pretty good, told ya."
And the smell of Spines. The smokiness was fading, it was from the fire, not his own scent. Instead Spines smelled like a freshly cut lawn, except one also drenched in cum somehow. Or maybe the thickness of his cock was crossing some wires in his head.
His jaw ached, and he popped off for just a moment and Spines grinded against his face again. He hadn't sped up or slowed down the whole time, just a relentless back and forth. He pushed hard.
Aaron's face was streaked with thick precum, running sweet pools down his cheeks and covering him obscenely. Ben was right, again, Spines tasted fantastic. It was sweet and salty at once, almost like salted caramel.
Not quite that flavour, but it was the only thing Aaron could think of to compare the taste too. An absolute freshness afterwards to, he wondered if that was a Grass-type thing like how the heat was a Fire-type thing.
Rio had just tasted salty.
Suddenly a hand landed on the back of his head. Aaron barely had time to blink before Spines had pressed his cock back into his mouth. With his hand still on his head, he began to move his head.
His hips continued to thrust at the same rate, but with his hand on his head, he was able to force Aaron's mouth down faster.
"Heh, he likes that," Ben said, he was jacking off contently at the sight of his strongest pokémon face-fucking the trainer he just defeated. "Must like you too!"
Aaron didn't reply, he was too busy getting his head rattled by Spines cock.
"Good talk."
Swinging his legs over, Ben decided to spice things up further. He wandered to where Aaron's pokéball's laid and began looking over them. Shrunken he couldn't tell what was within, but many trainers like to mark them in other ways.
An emblem of an ember was probably was he was looking for, and Ben released the pokémon within. Burner came out.
He wasn't unconscious, this tournament was a bit light on that kind of thing, and when a pokémon was judged to be in danger, they were taken out.
Ben could guess that Burner just might have been strong enough to win a full-on battle, but he hadn't had the chance.
Aaron, who had heard the sound of the pokéball being messed with made several sounds of disagreement before Burner's cough alerted him.
Ah, rock bottom I didn't know you had a basement, Aaron thought, this actually did get more embarrassing. He had to give it to Ben, the guy knew what he was doing.
Spines popped Aaron off his cock as Burner began to growl and yell. He even released his head but didn't stop grinding against him.
Aaron turned, a mixture of so many things flying across his face. "B-Burner," he said, not even sure what to say. It wasn't like Burner thought he was his, he had even roped Soldier into their little romps, it was more that he was sucking off the pokémon that had just defeated him.
Ben looked like he wanted to pat Burner on the head, but his head was on fire, and that would be unwise.
"Feeerrnape!?" Burner demanded.
"This is what he wanted for the bet," Aaron admitted. Spines was still grinding against him, he had turned halfway to glance awkwardly around Burner's face, not looking directly at him.
Burner's eyes widened, and he glanced angrily at Ben. Ben, who had dropped his pants back at the bench and just waved while still rubbing at his cock.
Even Burner blinked at the complete ease he had. Ben strolled back to the bench, nice and slowly, and sat down unnecessarily flexibly.
"Want to watch?" he asked, as Spines got impatient again and claimed Aaron's mouth and head again.
Burner was many things. A pokémon. An infernape. A thinker of single-thoughts. The first thought he had, shockingly, wasn't to set Ben on fire. Aaron probably wouldn't have minded if that was his thought either.
He had been in too much shock to actually think.
Now that he was thinking, the first thought was what Ben had said. Watching.
He'd watched Aaron go down on Rio and Soldier. The fact that it was the chesnaught that had beaten him, beating them both, was just... Burner growled a little, informing the Grass-type he better treat his trainer well.
Then he sat down, apart from Ben, and indeed watched.
And this basement of embarrassment is filled with moist words and uncomfortable family dinners, Aaron thought, mouth getting fucked by the thick cock Spines sported. He had graduated to about halfway and wasn't choking much on it anymore.
It tasted so damn good, though. Burner was watching him now as well, and Aaron became aware of his gasps and moans as saliva and precum splashed out of his mouth and dripped down his chin.
It was pooling on the towel, where his cock was poking out and drenching it in the slippery mixture. Burner looked down and then reached over, pulling the towel down entirely.
Aaron would have protested, it was only going to show Ben how much he was enjoying this. But he couldn't stop his pokémon and gasped a moan when Burner grabbed his cock in kind and began to massage it.
His eyes fluttered, and he took another inch of Spines cock down his throat, breathing in a small breath through his nose before Spines rumbled and then slammed the rest of it down.
Aaron's throat bulged obscenely from the cock lodged down it and Burner, kneeling right there, was eye level with it.
Aaron's eyes were rolling now, he couldn't breathe, but the pressure on his cock and pressure in his neck were insane.
"Holy shit," Ben said, genuinely impressed that Aaron had taken it all. He also approached as Spines began to piston in and out. He had sped up but was still going at a moderate pace. He was slamming hard, however.
Aaron's neck bulged every time, and Ben leaned in closer, pressing his lips to his neck when Spines went in, and Spines held his cock there, enjoying the shadow of Ben's lips on his cock, through Aaron's neck.
Aaron twitched, and Spines pulled back to give him a chance to breathe before plunging in again. Ben began to kiss and suck on Aaron's neck as his pokémon fucked the other human's throat before Burner growled at him.
Ben raised an eyebrow, but Burner jumped him. He was the kind of pokémon who jumped others without much thought after all.
"He's excited," Ben laughed as he was shoved back, hard infernape cock pressing against his belly.
Aaron did not reply. He had a lot of dick in his mouth.
Ben leaned back, hiking his hips slightly against Burner. "Want a go at me?" he asked, smiling charmingly. Burner was not fooled by it, not after what Ben had done. But at the same time...
"Infer!" he said, nodding. Ben raised his eyebrows as Burner skirted back and then gasped when he went right down, between his legs and then even further.
He would punish this human for touching his own like that, but he wasn't cruel. Ben moaned as Burner tongue entered him. It wasn't gentle or sultry like he liked to do with Aaron, no he went right down in there and attacked Ben from the inside.
Ben's legs curled around him, trapping him down there. Or at least trying to, he could pull back with ease, but he'd let the human have this for the moment.
With a satisfied grin, Ben glanced over to Aaron and Spines again. Spines had his eyes closed now and was hammering Aaron quite impressively. Even more impressive, Aaron was handling it with skill and grace.
Well. More skill and grace than he had on the battlefield, at least.
Aaron also had his eyes closed. There wasn't anything he could do to hasten this along now but sit back, put it in autopilot, and enjoy the ride.
Spines balls were slapping his chin so much it was going to leave a bruise, springing back and forth with a line of saliva and cum mixed together. Aaron was holding onto the chesnaught's thighs for leverage, he was too tall to brace himself on the ground.
Spines was huffing and panting now, cock spilling so much of that delicious cum that Aaron just had to know how it tasted.
It was a day of disappointments, though. Spines pulled back, intentionally missed his mouth, and grinded against his chin and lips as Aaron tried futility to suck him back in.
"C-come on," Aaron said, removing one hand from the thigh to grab onto the cock. It was covered in his spit and dripping a stream of precum. Before he could angle the cock in, Spines stepped back as well, and Aaron nearly fell over.
"Oh, he will," Ben assured him as Spines made his way around. The chesnaught was not swift of agile pokémon but was a mighty glacier of strength and toughness. Aaron remembered the feeling of nervousness when Spines came around to his rear.
"Y-You're kidding," he meeped before he felt his sides grabbed and he was picked up like he was a log of wood.
This wasn't fair, Spines had a log of wood already.
He could feel it on his back.
"You'll split me in half," Aaron said as Spines rubbed his cock on the small of his back. He had showered, he was clean of everything. What was it about this room that dragged him into indecency like this?
"I saw you taking two mon's at once," Ben laughed, grunting as Burner pressed two fingers up his ass to scissor him open.
"With preparation!"
"So." Ben tossed him a bottle of Sultry Salazzle, some really high brand lube. "Prepare."
He caught it easily. Underneath a rivals pokémon or not, he was a trainer he knew how to catch things.
With Spines persistent, impatient, grinding over him, Aaron decided to hurry. He was vaguely familiar with Sultry Salazzle, just in the sense that he'd been looking up some stuff recently.
It was some good stuff, and as he reached back to his opening and pressed it in, he relaxed easily. It made sense, very quickly, why Ben had this on hand.
He'd need it with the girth that Spines was packing.
The chesnaught was taut with impatience but disciplined and just continued making a mess of his back. Aaron rather enjoyed when Burner took a shot at him down there, but the lube would be needed for something like that.
He managed to spread some of the slick, tingly, stuff on Spines cock as well before taking a breath. "Okay."
He planted both hands firmly on the ground as Spines leaned back, cock dragging a line of lube down his back, between his cheeks, before the thick head pressed against his whole.
Spines was the relentless kind. He pressed forth and went in, splitting Aaron's walls like a knife through a cake.
"Ahhhh," Aaron gasped, throwing his head back sharply as Spines entered him in one single continuous thrust.
His right leg began to twitch as Aaron bit the inside of his cheek and squeezed an eye shut. Spines did, at the very least, hold in place until he began to relax on him.
But that was all the mercy he'd get. Frankly, it was more than he got in the battle.
Spines was as relentless as ever. He went slow, but hard, pounding Aaron's body and causing an obscene slapping sound to start echoing out. Rocking him forth with ever pump, his damp hands were beginning to slide, and Aaron risked falling on his face.
Even if he did, Spines hands were on his hips, holding the most important part in place even if he did slip.
The chesnaught rumbled out a moan and so did Aaron, gasping sharply as his prostate was battered by the thick cock. He could feel it throbbing in him even more than he had with Burner, frothy precum was bubbling as his hole and slickening his walls more.
He groaned and squeezed down, getting a pleased grunt from Spines and a slight increase in speed. Heavy balls were slapping his own, sending another jolt of pleasure up his spine and causing him to clench.
The huge pokémon loomed over him a little more, readjusting and going harder and rocking Aaron even harder. His own cock was bouncing from the thrusts, spitting precum all over the floor. He couldn't remember where the towel was, and he didn't care either.
Spines smell was everywhere on his face, up to his nose, in his mouth, over him, under him. The pressure of the masculine pokémon was overwhelming, and he could feel his arms shaking.
Spines slammed in hard and held for a moment, Aaron with his head hung down cracked his eyes open and spotted his stomach poking out, the cock spearing so far in he could see it from the outside.
He gasped as Spines pulled back and kept going. The stamina of this beast, no wonder Burner hadn't been able to wear him down with fire or anything.
Burner, for his part, was done with preparing Ben for him. Pressing his leaking cock to the other human's entrance, he slammed in with one thrust and Ben gasped sharply. He wasn't as big as Spines, and he was a mad at Ben still, so he just started fucking him.
The other trainer grabbed onto his shoulders, fingers squeezing in, he had one eye closed and the other only cracked open slightly, but there was still a cocky grin on his face. Burner knew Aaron was a cocky piece of shit at times, nothing like Ben though.
He grabbed onto his hips and began pounding him, leaning in to fuck him faster and easier. Ben's hands migrated from his shoulders to his back, pulling him into a hug of sorts.
His muscles rippled as he kept himself partially off Ben, not giving him the enjoyment of his belly fur rubbing the bastards cock. Still, Ben was loving it and was cooing and moaning into his ear.
"Fuck, good job, ah yeah. Aaron taught you something well, at least."
Burner huffed, and his grip tightened, he pulled Ben's ass up and began to piledrive him, that damn smug grin didn't fade even as his eyes flickered open and closed and he gasped and moaned.
Aaron couldn't hold back any longer, Spines was fucking relentless and fucking him relentlessly. His knees knocked together as he shuddered, his cock blasting jets of cum onto the ground. He couldn't barely even feel it, but his whole body shivered anyway.
Spines moaned as the trainer tightened on him and pulled him right into his crotch before just holding him there. He could feel Spines throbbing even as he walls clenched and rippled all around the meat up there.
Spines straightened up, pulling Aaron up with him still on his cock. His hands crept up around his chest, and the large fingers squeezed his nipples and felt his abs.
He bounced up against Spines chest when the cock in him flexed. He gasped, just out of surprise. He felt the whiskers of the pokémon drag against his neck before Spines started kissing and sucking on his neck.
Aaron moaned, cock still dribbling his orgasm, as Spines stepped forward, kneeling him down, face over Ben's.
"Yeah, he does that," Ben commented. Burner, never to be outdone, attacked Aaron's mouth with his own, seeking to remove the metaphorical taint of Spines from him.
Also literal, since there was a heavy taste of precum in Aaron's mouth, and Burner would not let that stand.
He began to hump into Ben rapidly, furry hips slapping on smooth ones as he tasted Aaron's tonsils.
Aaron clung onto whatever he could, part of Burner and part of Ben, as Spines began to rail him, huffing and groaning. The beast was finally getting close and dropping some of that regimented restraint.
Taking pity, or perhaps just even crueller, Ben reached up with a helping hand and began to pump Aaron's dripping cock. He'd just cum and was very sensitive but being trapped with Spines on one end and Burner sticking his tongue down his throat on the other end, he was a little out of words.
So he grabbed Ben's dick instead, and the two trainers pumped the others cock as their strongest pokémon fucked the other.
It would have been hot had he liked Ben.
Fuck. I do like it, Aaron realised. Ben was a dick, but a good-looking one and he knew that their bet would probably lead to something like this.
Or just had hoped.
He closed his eyes, feeling like he was floating as Spines finally began to shudder. He groaned as the cock deep inside him, throbbed hard and wide before gushing into him.
Drops of cum began to leak out as Spines kept on thrusting, cock spurting his creamy seed all through him. Ben edged back to catch some of it in his mouth, tasting the delicious cum of his pokémon.
"Ooh FUCK!" Aaron yelled, pulling away from Burner, so he didn't bite his tongue. "He's AH!"
Even as he was shuddering in pleasure, Spines pace wasn't slowing, and he just kept cumming. His own cock spurted to life again in Ben's hand, painting Ben's chest and crotch white and he tapered off before Spines did.
By the time the virile pokémon was finally finished, he felt bloated and was lowered to his hands and knees, off Ben, by Spines.
Burner grabbed onto Ben's cock in the absence of Aaron's and fucked him until the trainer's smug expression finally cracked into a moan of pleasure, his own seed mixing with Aaron's on his body. Then, Burner finally let himself go undone as well and planted it deep in Ben, setting his insides on fire with the heat.
It made him wince, but also grin.
The four males panted for breath for a few minutes, Aaron lying on his stomach, Spines sitting on the bench, Ben on his back and Burner kneeling just behind him.
Burner moved first, picking Aaron up bridal style and barking something at Spines who replied with a heavy chuckle.
"That was fun," Ben said, letting Spines help him up. He was able to stand better than Aaron could. They followed Burner and Aaron into the showers, taking stalls side by side.
Burner moved them away, and the other two chuckled again.
Burner's head flame was doused as he fumbled with the water. Aaron pulled himself together enough to help, setting it to near-blistering heat. Not just for Burner, he liked it as hot as he could handle as well.
Ben continued to chatter as they washed off.
"You really can take a cock, Spines is not easy to handle. You might have trouble walking tomorrow... and the day after that though."
"I will jog a mile tomorrow," Aaron said back, voice gaining strength. He sighed as Burner took care of him, rubbing a cloth over his sore body. There were bruises left by Spines. He'd left bruises as well in fits of passion but disliked any mark left by the enemy.
There was also the matter of Aaron leaking. His trainer sighed as Burner pressed his fingers into him, rubbing the thick cum left by Spines out to run down the drain. There was a lot, and it was thick. He noticed that Aaron's belly was still poking out a bit and rubbed that too, then gave him a lick and a kiss.
On the same spot, Spines had dared to.
Ben and Spines just smiled at him, knowing what he was doing and managing themselves. Ben was washing Spines down, everywhere, speaking softly to him.
"But tell me," Ben called. "How was it?"
"Burner's better," Aaron said without hesitation. The infernape was very pleased, Ben gave a friendly chuckle.
"Nothing beats the stuff you know, eh?"
"Mmm." That wasn't so much a response to Ben as it was a moan from what Burner was doing. He was really going up in there. "Ah... Burner."
"Infer?"
Aaron leaned in, letting his pokémon hold him for a moment and enjoying the closeness. But his hand was also moving, rubbing around Burner's inner thighs and balls, rubbing against his cock and sparking some excitement again.
Burner huffed a breath as he grew hard again, grinding up against Aaron's right cheek. Ben raised an eyebrow, then the other, and glanced to Spines. "Wow he really can go, can't he?"
Spines nodded, also a bit impressed.
Burner groaned as Aaron gripped his cock, pumping it under the falling water before sliding it across, between his crack and against his worn hole.
Aaron hissed as he sunk onto Burner. The infernape was smaller than Spines for sure but much hotter--both in temperature-wise and the other meaning.
He preferred it, really. Burner continued to wash him as Aaron drew back and forth, slowly and gently. He'd been ravaged by Spines and Burner could feel the chesnaught's cum on and around his cock. He drew it out with it, more of the thick seed mixing with the water and going down the drain.
Burner paid more attention than was maybe needed to Aaron's nipples, flicking them and making them hard, causing Aaron to scoff a sigh of amusement. He wrapped a wet arm around his trainer's midsection and thrust up, causing Aaron to jolt slightly and moan.
"That's it," Aaron sighed, pulling Burner's head around his shoulder with his arm and meeting their mouths. Between kisses, he said. "Ah. Yeah. Fuck. Oh."
They rocked together, not going too hard as Aaron didn't need that. The heat from the infernape's cock burned a pleasant glow inside him, warming him like a hot water bottle on a cold night and relaxing his aching walls.
Burner was speeding up, slapping their hips in a wet smack each time and Aaron bit his lip. He wasn't sure if he wanted to cum again, but his cock was getting hard again. Burner grabbed onto that too, and he decided the decision was already made.
Burner continued to rock into him, muttering words into the top of his back and trailing hot kisses where his mouth met his skin. Aaron suddenly gasped as a sensation he could only describe as the resolution of the world up, and a rockslide of pleasure nearly caused him to fall over as his legs gave out.
Burner managed to catch him, and his cock throbbed, spilling what was left on the wall and down the drain as well. Burner groaned, leaning over Aaron as he still couldn't feel his legs and pumped his hips fast and short.
Aaron was muttering and begging under his breath for it. Burner delivered, delivering a burning load to relax him entirely.
Aaron enjoyed being held up by his powerful pokémon for a while before finding his legs again. They finished their shower and wandered out on jelly legs.
Ben was just getting dressed.
"Well, that was fun!" He beamed, holding his hand out for a shake.
Aaron stared at him, dubiously for a moment, and Ben's smile became more genuine. "I really do think you're pretty cool. If you're ever up for it, another wager in another tournament?"
He said it so nicely that Aaron hated him all the more.
He slapped the hand away before grabbing it anyway in a hard grip. His legs were weak, not his hands. "I'll win next time," Aaron warned, and Ben grinned widely.
"I look forward to it. Catcha later."
He left with Spines giving a wave too, giving Aaron privacy to lie down and want to sleep. But he couldn't, he did have to get his pokémon to the nurse sometime today.
"Next time," Aaron muttered as Burner dried them off.
"Fernape!" Burner agreed.
There were always more tournaments.
Ah, it's been too long since I got to write some stuff.
One more chapter after this.