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After a good night's rest and a small breakfast, Charmander insisted that we begin his training immediately. I found no problem with this, so I agreed.

"Okay Charmander, show me your moves," I instructed. I needed to learn his move set and power in order to devise an effective regimen to work by.

A fierce attitude overtook Charmander's usually sweet demeanor. "Gotcha," was all replied before he began. With impressive speed, Charmander began showing off his power. He made a large leap towards a nearby tree and bashed into it with enough force to cause a branch to break off and start to fall. Charmander leaped up to its height and used his claws to cut it into several sections. His dexterity seemed quite advanced as he slapped the pieces with his tail higher into the sky and then sent a flurry of small flames to turn them to ashes before they even began their descent. He then went into a nosedive and sent out a smokescreen that covered my visual of him. After a few seconds he emerged from the smoke with a self-satisfied smirk on his face. "How was that?" he asked smugly.

I chuckled and replied, "So you're a show off in battle as well as in bed."

"Well, what did you expect?" he asked. "I'm a pokemon; I'm a natural born fighter. Now, what are you thinking for my training?"

I tapped my chin a few time as I attempted to devise a routine I could implement for him. "Hmm... Your speed seems to be adequate for now," I remarked, "your strength seems fair and your flames are pretty good."

Charmander looked insulted. "Adequate? Fair?" he exclaimed. "Do you really think that I was that bad?"

"Oh, you misunderstand," I replied apologetically. "Those are meant to be compared against gym leaders. You were incredible for so new to battling. I was utterly impressed at your speed and reaction time. I mean, you didn't skip a beat when you saw that the branch was coming down, and you even worked it into your display. Not to mention using your smokescreen to hide your descent. I'm not sure whether you were trying to show off your talent at judging distance or just trying to make it dramatic, but that belonged in a pokemon contest."

"Hehe, thanks. It was a bit of both, actually," he replied. "So what should I work on?"

"Well, it'll be difficult to work on anything until we get you a sparring partner," I answered. "Preferably one close to your size. For now we can either work on your stamina or your accuracy with your ember attack."

"I'm pretty sure that we'll be working on our 'endurance' later tonight," he reasoned with a wink in my direction.

"I did tell you that it was on the regimen, didn't I?" I assured him. "So accuracy training it is." I began walking over to my bag and started searching through it.

"What are you getting?" Charmander asked while watching me.

"I knew that I would need to have my pokemon do a lot of training," I explained, "so I asked some of my parents' workers to make some training implements." I pulled out a stack of metal disks approximately a foot in diameter. "These are a neat little thing for moving target practice. Light weight to make it easy to throw, basically indestructible to all but the most powerful attacks, and have the same technology of a pokeball to change its size for more advanced training."

"That's neat," replied Charmander. He tapped on the disks. "Those people must be really smart to be able to design those."

"They only hire the best and brightest," I boasted. "Now let's get started." We went into a small clearing for better sight. I distanced myself from Charmande by about ten feet away from him and readied myself for throwing the disks. "Ready Charmander?" Charmander let out a small ember attack. "Okay then." I threw the first disk; it sailed high up in the air. Charmander let out an ember attack, and the flames hit it dead on. "Great job!" I cheered him on. I threw the next one with; a repeat performance. "Great! Now let's go for three consecutive ones, okay?" I threw three of them very close together. Charmander tried hard to get them all, but one of them managed to escape his flames. I saw anger in his eyes at his failure to hit them. I threw another three in a row, but he only managed to hit one of them that time. "Charmander," I said, "focus on the present, not the ones you miss. You won't be able to hit them as well if you get angry like that."

He looked away for a second. "Sorry," he replied. "I'm ready." I nodded and threw the last two at the same time. Charmander spit his embers and hit them both down.

"Seven out of ten is pretty good," I encouraged.

"I suppose," he replied sounding a little disappointed in himself. "I'll need to be a lot better if we're going to take on the gyms, though."

"And that is why we train. Now go get the disks that you missed; they went farther into the woods, and then we can do another round. I'll get the ones that you hit."

"Okay," he said running off to find the metal disks. I went around and gathered up the ones he had shot out of the sky. It didn't take long for me to gather them up and only a few moments later when Charmander returned with the missing three. It was kind of funny seeing him trying to carry the disks. They were just about half his size and he wasn't able to reach all the way around, so he resorted to trying to balance them on his head while steadying them with his hands. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

"Hey!" he exclaimed indignantly. "You try carrying something like this in your scale! It's a lot harder than you'd think!" His shouting caused him to lose balance and topple over. I tried to stifle my laughter, but I was not very successful. A sudden burning sensation enveloped my head. It wasn't very intense and it didn't last long, but it caused some discomfort. I coughed out some black smoke and looked over at Charmander who was in a fit of laughter.

"Hey, what was that for?" I demanded. I wasn't angry, per se; more so annoyed at his blatant disregard for my safety.

"Oh, relax," he replied dismissively, "I was sure to use as minimal power as possible. I would never hurt you." He paused, and then with a mischievous grin and then finished with, "At least not seriously."

I couldn't help but smile. "You're a cheeky little lizard," I observed.

"You got that right," he agreed. "Now could you tell me how to make these shrink so that I don't look like a fool trying to carry them again?"

"I don't know," I replied slyly. "I think that it would be more fun to watch you carry them."

"Aw, c'mon," he begged. His eyes got really wide and he made his lip quiver. "Pleeease. They're too big for a tiny, little pokemon such as myself."

"Oh, that's not fair," I complained. "That face is just too sad to be considered fair. Stop it and I'll tell you. It's a small click wheel in the center. All you gotta do is run your finger clockwise around the center to make it smaller."

Charmander gave a toothy smile and chuckled. "Thank you. Now let's get back to training. He threw the disks to me and ran to the other side of the clearing. I threw the first disk up. Charmander was just about to use his ember attack when the disk suddenly bolted downwards. It stopped just short of the ground and began to float.

"What in the world?" I murmured. My first thought was that it was some sort of pokemon, so I pulled out my pokedex and aimed it at the disk.

"Kecleon," the pokedex stated in an artificial voice. A three dimensional image appeared above the device showing a green bipedal pokemon with yellow and red markings. "It alters its body coloration to blend in with its surroundings, allowing it to sneak up on its prey unnoticed. Then it lashes out with its long, stretchy tongue to instantly ensnare the unsuspecting target." The image moved over and a detailed report of the pokemon appeared.

"A kecleon," I repeated as I skimmed the report. It was quite informative, I would have to thank the professor for his gift and congratulate him on making such an amazing device. "Hey kecleon, can we have our disk back, please?"

Kecleon changed his color back to normal so we could see it; he appeared to be a little over 3 feet tall. "Kecleon!" it declared. I was confused; why wasn't my earpiece working properly.

"C'mon, Kecleon," Charmander urged, "that's not yours and you know it. Now give it back." Now I was really confused. Did the earpiece not work on Kecleons. No, I'm sure that would have shown up in the testing. No matter, I'll have Charmander translate.

"Charmander, my earpiece isn't working on him," I informed him. "Mind translating for me?"

"Sure thing," Charmander replied. He turned his attention back to Kecleon. "Why do you want the disk?"

"Kec Kecleon."

"He says that it looks fun the play with," Charmander translated.

"That's no reason to take things that don't belong to you," I scolded the Kecleon.

Kecleon replied with a string of pokespeech that I found to be incomprehensible. "He says that he doesn't care if it's not a good reason and that he's going to do it anyway."

"Kecleon Leon Kec." Kecleon quickly darted away into the woods. "He wants to play hide-and-seek. If we win then we get the disk back," Charmander translated as he chased after him. I quickly followed suit.

"Charmander," I called out to him, "Kecleon have the ability to change their color at will, but the red zigzag on his belly always stays the same."

"Got it," he acknowledged. We began to search all over the forest for the little thief. Charmander was searching the ground while I was surveying the trees. It became very tiresome very quickly and I was losing patience. We must have been searching for ten minutes before I wanted to call out olly olly oxen free.

"Charmander, can't you use your sense of smell to find him?" I asked.

"I could if I knew what he smelled like," he replied in a mildly sarcastic tone. "Hold up. I hear something."

I stood absolutley still and quieted my breathing as I strained my ears to hear what Charmander was talking about. Suddenly, Charmander used a tackle attack on a nearby tree. "Leon!" the surprised Kecleon exclaimed as it fell out of the tree and onto the grass below. It slowly stood up and rubbed its head. Kecleon let out a long string of pokespeech again.

"Well, that's what you get when you steal from people," Charmander retorted. "Now give us the disk."

Kecleon looked solemnly at the ground and held out the disk which I took. "Kecleon Kec Kecleon."

"Well if that's all, then you should've just asked," Charmander replied. Kecleon perked up at this.

"What happened to my translator?" I asked feeling left out of the conversation.

"Sorry," he apologized sheepishly. "He just wanted to have someone to play with. He had every intention of returning the disk after he had his fun."

Kecleon spoke again. "He wants to know if we can play with him some more," Charmander said. He motioned for me to lend my ear, so I squatted down next to him. "Maybe we whould offer for him to join our team," he whispered to me.

"Maybe," I replied, "but what if he catches us during our 'endurance training?'"

Charmander smiled smugly. "Boy, you humans sure have a terrible sense of smell. I can smell at least four other male pokemon on him. Unless he's sort of rape magnet, then he's probably gay."

I grinned happily. "There's no harm in offering, I suppose." We turned back towards him. "Hey Kecleon, how would you like to become a part of our team? I'm not gonna lie to you, it'll be hard work, but we can have a lot of fun too."

"Kecleon?"

"Yeah, we can play games," Charmander replied, "along with other fun activities that I'm sure you'll enjoy."

"Kec?"

In a hushed tone, Charmander replied, "It relates to how you smell right now." Kecleon's whole body turned a bright red; it was both funny and cool at the same time.

"Kecleon?"

"It's kind of hard not to," he responded. "So, are you interested?" Kecleon thought for a moment, then he nodded emphatically.

"Great!" Charmander exclaimed happily. He then led us back to the clearing. I put the disk on top of the others and laid them next to my bag. I then took out a protoball and held it out for Kecleon. He tapped the button in the center and got sucked in; he had apparently seen other pokemon get caught before. The ball only blinked once before the click indicated that he had been fully caught. I immediately let him back out.

"So what's our master's name?" Kecleon asked Charmander. I cocked my head in intigue. Apparently the earpiece only works on caught pokemon. I'll have to report that to my parents.

"You can call me Ronan," I answered. "Now how about some food? I don't know about you, but I'm a bit peckish."

"That sounds great," Kecleon replied happily. "Charmander, he seems to be able to understand you. Tell him I'm going to grab some fresh berries. I know some great berry trees."

Before Charmander could translate, I responded, "I can understand you, too, Kecleon."

"Great," he said, "that'll make things easier. So I'll be right back."

"Okay, hurry back," I replied. "Charmander, get the fire started and slice some bread, okay? I'll get the rest ready."

Later that evening...

It was just getting dark, and we were getting ready to turn in so we could get an early start tomorrow.

"So you two are gay?" Kecleon asked blatently. We nodded. "And you do it with each other?"

"Well, we haven't been together long," I replied, "but yeah."

"Are you two exclusive?" he asked curiously.

"Well," Charmander said, "it's more like team benefits. You qualify for these too, if that's where you were going with this."

"That's good to know," he replied. "Mind if I cash in on those benefits right now?"

"That actually sounds pretty good right about now," Charmander answered. "You want in, Ronan?"

"Of course," I replied. I quickly stripped naked showing off my already stiffening member.

Kecleon murred as he looked my body over. "That cock of yours looks delicious," Kecleon declared. "I want to taste you?"

I lay on my back and spread my legs for him. "Then come and get me," I replied. He licked his lips and ran over to me. He got in between my legs and began licking rapidly at my cock. His tongue felt amazing; I could tell that he'd had a lot of practice using it. His hunger was not satisfied with mere lickings, though. It was less than a minute before he took the first few inches of my cock in his mouth and began sucking. I lay my head back and moaned in appreciation of his generosity, which only seemed to coax him more.

A sudden pressure formed on my chest. I looked up and saw Charmander's ass staring at me. I knew what he wanted and I was more than willing to give it to him. I grabbed his hips and pushed my face under his tail. His scent was intoxicating. I began lapping at his hole as he began to purr (or growl, I couldn't tell which) in pleasure.

"That's right," Charmander murred, "get me nice and wet." With that coaxing, I began to tongue the little lizard's ass. He fell limp on my chest in pure ecstasy.

Kecleon took his maw off my cock just long enough to say, "Looks like your enjoying yourself, Charmander." He then went back to work, but when he took my cock back in his mouth, I felt something wrap around it. It took me a moment to realize that Kecleon was making full use of his stretchy tongue to jack my off while getting blown. The feeling was so foreign, but extremely pleasurable. I couldn't help but gasp when he started.

I was bored of eating out Charmander's ass; I wanted more of him. I picked him up and put him next to me, which incited a disappointed groan from him. "Why'd you stop?" the annoyed lizard asked. "I was really getting into it."

I sat up. "Because," I explained, "I want to become closer to you." I directed my attention to Kecleon. "Kecleon, mind moving out of the way for Charmander?"

He released my cock. A sly grin crossed his face. "No problem, sexy," he replied. "I was planning on riding you anyway. I haven't had something that big in at least a week." I could already tell that this one was going to be a handful.

Charmander looked at me with his bright blue eyes. "You want me to mate you?" he asked hopefully. His hard-on shot a spurt of pre just from the question.

I looked him in the eyes. "You're my first pokemon," I replied, "it's only fitting that you take my virginity."

Charmander's eyes glistened with joy. He leaped up and wrapped his arms around my neck. He pressed his lips against mine and attempted to push his tongue in. I was a bit surprised at this sudden reaction, but was pleased nonetheless. I wrapped my arms around him and allowed his tongue entrance. The kiss was filled with both passion and lust. It felt as if he was trying to express all his gratitude through it. I suddenly felt a spurt of precum land on my chest. I broke the kiss and smiled at him with a bit of a chuckle. He began to blush and gave a toothy grin.

"Now," I began in a playful voice, "will my slutty Charmander give me the pounding I deserve?" Charmander nodded emphatically. I set him down on the ground and lay on my back ready to receive Charmander's cock. I propped myself up with my arms so that I would be able to see my pokemon.

"Fuck him hard," Kecleon suggested as he slapped my ass. Charmander got onto his knees as he positioned himself. I felt his tip prod my virgin pucker; his leaking pre already lubricating it. I moaned as I felt the warm liquid coating my ass. I gasped as a sharp pain indicated that his conical dick had made its entrance.

"Are you okay?" Charmander asked concernedly.

"Yeah," I replied. "I'm fine. Just be careful, okay?"

"I promise," he responded. He began to give small thrusts into me, each time pushing himself further and further inside. Loud moans came from both him and me as he found a slow rhythm.

"I've been waiting long enough," Kecleon declared as he jumped onto my lap. That was the first time I got a good look at his cock. It was green, like the color of his skin, conical, like Charmander's, and looked to be just about five inches long. He grabbed my dick and aimed it at his tail hole. He slowly began his attempt at fitting it in. "Ugh, the tip is always the hardest with this kind of cock." He and I gave simultaneous moans as he finally popped the tip into his ass.

I must have involuntarily clenched, because Charmander suddenly gasped and gave a hard thrust, hilting me. I groaned in pleasure at the unexpected action. "Charmander," I said happily, "you feel so good in me." Charmander's pace began to increase in both speed and power. He seemed to feel more comfortable with the situation, or perhaps his dominant side took over. Either way, His cock was hitting me in all the right places.

Kecleon seemed to be enjoying himself, too. He had slowly began his descent on my rod and his expression said it all. His eyes were fully closed and mouth was open in a silent moan as he finally hilted himself upon me. I used my left hand to gently stroke the back of Kecleon's head tenderly. A low, barely audible hiss emanated from him. I took it as a sign of affection and moved his head towards mine until our lips locked. He immediately responded by shoving his tongue lustfully into mine. It didn't last long, though. He pulled out almost as quickly as he pushed in and began adjusting himself. He steadied his legs on my hips and began to slowly slide himself up and down on my cock. It felt amazing to have such a tight orifice squeezing itself upon my member. He was so tight, and it took all my willpower to not thrust my hips as he expertly worked himself over me.

"Ronan," Charmander moaned out, "I'm getting close." It was true. I could feel his pounding become more and more erratic, and his member was beginning to pulse inside me. "Should I pull out?"

"Are you kidding?" I replied. "I want to feel every ounce of your tasty cum fill up my ass." That was all the encouragement that he needed. I could feel his member twitch inside me. Shot after shot of warm cum painted my insides white. Charmander panted heavily after his orgasm and fell on his back, basking in the afterglow. A fun idea popped into my head, and I knew that I just had to go through with it. A devilish smile spread across my face. I swiftly wrapped my arms around Kecleon and rolled over so that I was atop him.

As he realized what I was planning, he grinned lustfully. With a lick of his lips he ordered, "Fuck me with all your might! I want to feel your hips slam against my ass!"

I was a little taken aback by his assertiveness, but acquiesced nonetheless. I took one last moment to steady myself before roughly thrusting into him. He gave out a small squeak which sounded involuntary; almost as if I pushed it out of him. I gave another powerful thrust which created the same result. "Aww," I said in a playful manner, "you make cute, little noises when your tailhole is pounded."

He grinned lustfully. "Enough talk," he moaned, "I want to be fucked, now!" He began trying to sliding himself onto my cock again, unsuccessfully.

"Boy, you're a hornball," I observed. I then continued impaling myself into him. It didn't take long for us to get up to a good speed. I could feel him begin to thrust his hips back against mine as I slammed into him. I moaned in surprise pleasure as Kecleon began to massage my cock by undulating his inner walls.

"Oh Kecleon," I groaned, "if you keep that up, I won't last long." Kelceon ignored my warning and continued his inner massage. I was ecstatic with him milking my cock for all it was worth, but I was getting really close to the edge.

"C'mon, Ronan," Kecleon panted, "I can feel how close you are. I want your cum to fill up my ass! Please, cum in me. I need it bad." I couldn't resist such a needy little pokemon. I quickened my pace yet again, eager to please my friend. Suddenly, Kecleon gave out a loud, lustful moan and his tail hole clenched rapidly. I looked down and saw his chest and face covered in sticky cum. The sight of him like that pushed me over the edge. I gave one final thrust, hilting myself into him, and let out my own orgasmic moan.

Kecleon's eyes became half-lidded as I released my cum into him. "That feels nice," he moaned a bit sleepily. "I think I'm going to go to sleep."

I chuckled as he fell asleep almost instantly. I looked over and saw that Charmander, too, had fallen asleep. I gathered both of them up and brought them into our tent. "Night, guys," I said happily. Then I thought to myself, This training stuff is a lot more fun than I thought it would be. It wasn't long after that when unconsciousness overtook me as well.