Eddie's Pokemon Adventure: The Rockets

Story by Atheos on SoFurry

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#10 of Eddie's Pokemon Adventure

The tenth installment. Enjoy.


I snoozed happily, covered only partially by the covers, when I felt a soft kiss on my cheek. "C'mon Eddie, wake up." I opened my eyes slowly. "Never in my life have I been happy to be awoken, until now..." I returned his kiss and slipped out of the bed, clad in my shorts that I was wearing the previous day. "What time is it?" I asked wearily. "Ten to, we got to get there." He snickered, and grinned, and I couldn't help but smile warmly at his cute smile.

We stepped out of the house, sealing the door behind us, down the short cobblestone path. "15." I said blankly as we reached the end of the path. "Fifteen what?" He chuckled quizzically, grabbing my hand firmly. "Cobblestones, For some reason I counted 'em!" He laughed aloud, and watched as I joined in his chorus of laughs. "You're a wierd one, Eddie, sweet, and wierd." I beamed back at him affectionately. "How'd I ever live without you, Mattie." I kissed him softy and we walked, hand-in-hand down the path. We reached the short blue walls that signalled Jake's house, we walked to the mailbox and stopped, checking whether there was a tape. "Gone, he got it." I snickered, before we continued down the path to Celadon city.

We stepped into the gatehouse connecting Saffron with the western route, and found two young children, about nine years old, sobbing beside the door to route 7. I approached the gateguard, "Hey, there are these two kids right here crying and..." He raised his head from his magazine and cut me off, "I know, I've told them to leave already, just pass on through already." I shot him a look of disgust. "You told them to leave? You should be ashamed of yourself." I took Matt's hand and walked over to the two little boys sobbing against the wall. I placed my index fingers on their shoulders and they looked up, eyes red and soaked. "Hey, what happened?" I said softly, a warm, friendly grin on my face. "A b-b-boy beat us and t-t-took our p-p-pokemon." They said almost in harmony. "What did he look like, and what pokemon did he take?" The left one snorted and went to wipe his nose on his sleeve, but Matt held out a tissue. "H-he had long black hair, and a Lucario." I looked over at Matt, and he nodded softly. "And h-he took our Nidorans." I nudged them a little and they moved as I put my arms around them both, patting them on the back calmingly. "Mattie baby, could you pass me Vix and Lucky please?" He grunted affirmingly and went through my bag, pulling out two labeled pokeballs, handing them to me. I pulled myself away from them and held out my hands, holding pokeballs. They dried their eyes and their faces lit up. "You two take good care of these, I bred them myself. And here's my number, you call me if you ever want to have a friendly battle, no stakes." The wiped their eyes and nodded, hugging me again. "Alright, guys. Head on home." The nodded and sprang up "Goodbye, and thank you so much." The taller of the two said as they ran off, back to Saffron.

Matt and I walked into Celadon city, is was quite an impressive city, not as big as Saffron, but still towering. "That was a wonderful thing you did, You know I love you so much, right baby?" I smiled, and took his hand. "And I love you Mattie." We peered over towards another group of buildings. "Um, where do you think the gym is?" I asked, looking around, but not seeing anything resembling a gym. "Well, this gym is grass type, so I'd imagine it would be amongst trees." I continued looking around, but to no avail. "Let's get further into town, maybe there'll be someone who can help." We walked further in, but it was surprisingly quiet.

We found an old man standing next to a small house, which really stood out. "Excuse me, um, where is the gym?" I said as I approached him, he looked over and straightened his glasses. "Ah, well, you see those buildings over there." He pointed towards a bunch of buildings on the west side of town, we nodded. "Go over there, between the fourth and fifth buildings is a small path leading to the gym." We nodded and headed off, thanking him while we were going. We got about halfway to the buildings, when a smallish crowd came from that path, leading the crowd was, Tom. I ran over, not making much headway, before the old man grabbed us both, dragging us back, before knocking Matt out, I looked over to see that it had grabbed Tom's attention, he ran over, in an attempt to save us, but my head was struck also, knocking me out cold.

We awoke in a cold room, chained to the metal walls by our wrists. The room was completely devoid of life, besides Matt and I, and apparently someone else. "Who are you? Why did you take us?" My pleas were answered by a dark chuckle. "You are in the presence of the Team Rocket Boss, Giovanni." I wrestled against my chains. "What do you want with us?" He stood up from behind his desk, holding a pokeball. "I simply want to show my pokemon a good time." He threw the pokeball into the air and an enormous mass of white light burst into existence. The white light formed into a large, muscular pokemon, four arms and extraordinarily sculpted muscles, but the most surprising thing was, the presence of underwear. "This is Machamp, he will fuck you, while I watch." I looked over at the Machamp, whose package was swelling in his tight underwear. "Wont it make it better if we were unchained?" I asked optimistically, he struck a pensive look, hand upon his chin, before nodding slowly. "Alright, I'll untie you, and if you're stupid enough to try and escape, then Machamp crushes you, got it?" Matt and I nodded quickly.

With our shackles loose, Giovanni pointed at me. "You, you are going to get fucked by Machamp." He looked over towards Matt, "But you... You are going to get fucked by my Persian afterwards." We both nodded in near-perfect synchronisation with eachother as Matt sat behind Giovanni's desk, and I began undressing. I was wondering how long Machamp's cock would be, and I was also wondering about the shape, I mean, Night's had a large knot at the bottom, and Luxray has barbs on his.

I stood, completely naked infront of the intimidating pokemon, he reached a well sculpted hand down and began messaging his underwear, thrilling the beast inside. He took his back set of arms and slipped the thumbs past the elastic of the underwear, and with one quick motion, they fell to his large, two-toed feet. His cock was... Just like mine, larger of course, and greenish, but it was a very similar shape. His cock stirred and came to stand upright, a small (small compared to him, but about as round as my cock) patch of pink came through the opening as his foreskin could not hold his hard flesh. His cock throbbed violently and a heavy drop of pre dropped from his exposed hole. My cock bounced as he put two of his hands on my sides and lifted me up, pulling me close and holding me just above his cock. My breathing drew sharp and fast, I didn't know whether I was going to be able to fit this inside me.

He rested his pre-soaked tip on my eager hole, spurting a thick bulb of pre inside my rectum. I quievered at the hot, thick cream inside me, he lowered me down slowly, and he slipped inside, just the tip. I felt my ring expanding to fit the huge meat. I winced as he slid halfway into me, but another thick, creamy glob of pre squirted from his hard cock and made me shake. Although being only halfway in, he already grinded softly against my warm prostate. My body shook, and my cock throbbed violently, before my scrotum pulled up and I coated Machamp's abs in my creamy adolescent seed.

I blushed hard with embarrasment, having only just been penetrated, no humping as of yet. Machamp ignored this, and began walking towards the wall, trapping me between his large, muscular figure, and the wall. He began slowly, but fairly forcefully, grinding deep into me, quickly building into a nice, slow rhythm, at most, half of his cock being submerged.

Behind the desk, Matt stood, watching the scene, Giovanni was also watching, and doing a little more. "Sir, If you don't mind my asking, why don't you fuck them?" Giovanni, not turning away, or removing the strong grasp on his cock, said; "I'm kinda tight, and niether of them are very submissive." Matt nodded, "Would you like me to, uh, help Machamp along?" He nodded, and Matt walked over to the accelerating beast, and slipped a thumb into the back of his underwear, revealing a tight-looking, little pucker. "I've never done this, but it was nice when Eddie did it, so..." He shut his eyes and stuck his tongue out, leaning forward and catching a good whiff of Machamp's musk.

His eyes tore open, deeply enjoying the scent and he pushed his mouth to the musky pucker. Machamp stopped the immensely pleasurable assault on me, and looked back at him, before nodding slightly and turning back to me, and resuming his intense humping with a steady acceleration. Matt slid his tongue into the musky ring, as Machamp probed me to the max.

I screamed in a euphoric mix between pleasure and pain and came again on his chest, my hole gripped and hugged his cock, in an attempt to milk his impressive sac. He continued humping, despite my rectum's attempts to make him cum. Matt pulled away from the now wet butthole, and stretched the fighting-types ring, albe to easily fit a fist in there, and just as well, that was exactly what he did, he pushed his right hand into the musky hole, down to the wrist. With this, Machamp jerked upwards sharply, pushing another quarter of his cock into me, and throbbing violently. It wretched around in my tight, warm passage and began discharging his heavy cream. I was quickly filled, as he pulled out of me, I instantly missed the feeling of his extreme cock, as he poured litres of his man juices all over my chest. He lowered me to the floor, and placed me down slowly.

Matt tried to pull his hand out, but found himself stuck inside. "Oh, shit." Rather appropriate term, considering what was about to happen. Matt felt a heavy resistance on his fist, which he assumed to be just his muscles trying to force him out, until his fist popped out, along with multiple, large stone-sized pieces of heavily-scented shit.

Machamp got a strong grip on his shrinking cock, and aimed it at me, he relaxed as amber, strong piss began flowing onto me, soaking my bare chest, and flaccid penis. I leaned forward, despite my lack of energy, and placed my mouth at the tip of his cock, taking a huge dose of his urine into my mouth. I gagged and spat around his cock as the last recesses of his bladder were emptied onto me.

Five minutes later, I had managed to gain enough energy to walk, and walked over to the desk. "Good, now I want you to do a teamwork on Persian, you decide who does what." I looked over at Matt, who nodded, knowing that I did not have the energy to give it out." A flash of light burst into the middle of the room, from it emerged a Persian.

I laid down on the ground, and raised my ass, Persian came over and ran his rough tongue along my sac, down onto my taint and past my anus, which was still teeming with Machamp's cum. I felt it's paws take grip of my back, and his wet, barely emerged tip rubbing my asshole. I looked backwards, between my legs and saw, past Persian's furry sac, Matt's lining up with Persian's. I felt Persian dig it's paws into my back, and it began bucking into me, very sharply, burying itself deeply inside me. I felt it large, hanging sack smacking into my taint, and a lingering feeling in my loins, I took one of my arms, and grasped my cock, I wouldn't need much, so I began slowly stroking it.

In a matter of seconds, I felt my own balls pull up and drain the last of my cum, shooting two ropes onto the floor, before continuing a dry orgasm. My passage convulsed and hugged Persian's beasthood tightly, I felt his soft barbs extend abruptly and scrape against my prostate. Matt pushed forward strongly, forcing Persian to hilt in me his cock throbbed lightly and spilled a cupload of feline semen into my rectum, and from exhaustion, I collapsed, instantly falling asleep. "Oh, Eddie." Matt said from over my shoulder.v