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This is perfect...just perfect!

Faust leaned back against a tree, a devilish grin on his face. The Dewott had spent the last two hours scheming, and now he was certain he knew how to execute his new master plan. The markings he'd made on the ground with his shells were little more than meandering scribbles, but they represented the hours of work he now had solidly organized in his brain.

Faust took quite a bit of pride in his brain; he thought of himself as the master schemer, the idea man who came up with the plans that would launch him and his comrades to success, if they could pull them off. He had impressed his trainer more than a few times with his strategies, even if they didn't always work out. But he didn't limit his scheming to the battlefield; while at rest, he could work his brain to its fullest, planning new strategies for when they were needed, as well as his own little schemes.

Lately his thoughts had turned to matchmaking. Though personally inexperienced with love and lust, Faust thought he had a good eye for the sparks between Pokémon. Already he had set up two pairs of Pokémon who he could tell were clearly good matches for each other, and now he had his eyes on a third: his trainer's other two Pokémon, Galdr and Kein. They'd never made eyes at each other before, but Faust just knew, in his gut, that they were perfect for each other.

Galdr was a Charmeleon, the most senior member of the team, though the difference between the three was very small. He was normally gruff and level-headed, somewhat humorless and uptight, a reliable fighter but not much for conversation. That wasn't to say he wasn't friendly, but his way of being friendly was off-putting to some. Faust, on the other hand, rather enjoyed Galdr's demeanor; he made a good straight man, and was a good voice of reason for those little things he didn't always think of in his plans.

Kein the Grovyle was quite a bit different. A bright and energetic force, he was the joker and loudmouth, quick with a quip or a taunt and the life of the party whether at battle or rest. He had an infectious energy that seemed to perk everyone up, save perhaps for Galdr. Faust loved hanging around with him, Kein never seemed to run out of ideas for what to do. And Kein always jumped at the chance to execute one of Faust's battle plans - a bit too quickly sometimes, but Faust enjoyed the eagerness.

He noticed that Galdr and Kein, despite their clear differences, seemed cordial with one another. Galdr was routinely the foil for Kein's jokes, and sometimes played spoiler to the Grovyle's energy, but there wasn't a sense of antagonism between them, just a good-natured divide. They didn't seem to have anything special between them, but Faust felt certain there was something underneath the surface that neither acknowledged, perhaps that neither even knew about. And it was just the right time to bring that out.

It was the season of breeding, and all around them the sounds and scents were starting to bring out those feelings. None of the three of them had ever been with another Pokémon - only Galdr was aware enough of the surrounding world the previous season to know what was what, and he was too heavily in training for their first big tournament to put much thought into finding a mate. Now, all three of them were quite aware of what was going on around them, and Faust had no doubt those triggers were what had him thinking matchmaker. He hadn't figured out his own situation yet, but at this time his mind was elsewhere - namely, on the prospect of hooking his two partners in battle up with each other, as he was certain they were meant to be. Already he could imagine the Charmeleon standing over the prone Grovyle, a lustful grin on his face as he moved to insert his hot lizardhood into the prone body beneath him-

Faust shook his head, feeling the stirring in his own loins. He willed it down with the promise of indulgence later. Time waits for no one...I'd better start now in case this takes longer than I think.

---

He couldn't be too obvious. Not with these two - telling them outright would leave them dismissive, disbelieving. The effort would be over before it could even get started. No, subtlety was the key here, Faust would simply lead them in the right direction and let nature take its course, such as it was.

He started with Galdr. The Charmeleon was easier to get alone and quiet, and it would be much better to go one-on-one. So he sidled up to the Charmeleon while he was sitting against a tree, relaxing and almost sleeping. Faust knew he wasn't, it was just a state of serenity that he could take leave of any time, though he tended not to bother Galdr in these kinds of times. But duty called.

"How's it going, Galdr?"

Galdr slowly opened his eyes to look at him. Expressionless, as if trying to hide any perturbance at the disruption of his peace. "Fine. You?"

"Oh, I'm good. Just working things out in my head, you know me. How're you handling your first real mating season?"

There was a flicker in Galdr's eyes when he heard Faust say this, a sign, if slight, that there were definite issues there. "I'm...managing. Gets to be a distraction...tough to focus. Not sure how you manage to keep your mind off it."

"Who says I don't?"

"Well, if you do, you don't show it. Always so sharp and focused, don't seem to miss a beat in battle."

Faust felt himself redden a bit; Galdr was stingy with praise outside of the heat of the moment. He had to quickly get himself back into his proper focus. "Well, I'm just pretty good at self-control, I guess! Of course, I learned from a good teacher in that regard! But if you're having trouble...well, you know a good way of dealing with the urges is indulging them, right?"

Galdr snorted. "Which of us is the oldest again?"

"Pah, doesn't mean anything! Anyway...how do you think Kein's dealing with it?"

Galdr raised one eyeridge at the question, and Faust celebrated internally; he was sure that was a sign of interest. "Probably the same...why does it matter?"

Faust give gave a sweet grin. "Oh, just that I wonder if he's going to be distracted looking for that special someone. He's such a fun guy to be around, you don't know if he'll be able to keep from having a crowd around him!"

"Kein does know how to draw a crowd. That's the last place I'd want to be, though...give me some quiet time, instead."

"Well, I mean, just between you and me, I think he really respects your peacefulness! I think he wants to learn from you, figure out how you do it and kind of get some of it himself!"

Galdr was quite for a moment, then shrugged. "Well, if he does, I'll be happy to teach him. Would be nice to get him calmed down a bit..."

That was all Faust needed to hear. He was sure that that would get Galdr's attention on Kein; now all he needed was the other half. "I'll let him know! And you get back to your rest! Talk to you later!"

With that he raced off, towards the last place he'd seen Kein. Not that it was typically hard to find the Grovyle, as rambunctious as he could be, and in typical fashion, it took only moments for him to latch on to the lizard's location. Kein was swinging from the trees, jumping from one to the next with dead-eye precision, daring gravity to mess with him. Faust couldn't help but mess with him a bit, trying to spray him with a Water Gun in mid-jump, but Kein noticed and managed to get around it, catching the next branch with ease and then jumping down to stick his tongue out at the Dewott. "Too slow!"

"I'll never get as quick as you, Kein. How's it going?"

"I'm just trying ta keep from getting bored outta my skull, that's all! What's going on in that big brain a'yours?"

"Plenty, but I can tell you about it later! How're you hanging in for your first mating season?"

Unlike Galdr, Kein tended to wear his emotions on his sleeve, and that made it perfectly obvious as his face contorted in a pained grimace. "It's almost fucking PAINFUL, dude. I'm just minding my own business when I get a whiff of some action, and then I can't get it outta my head! And it's not like there's a private place to take care of it, ya know?"

"Really? I can't say that I've had it THAT bad...though, I guess you're pretty sensitive since you're a Grass-Type...they pick up chemicals and stuff a lot more easily."

"Oh, yeah...that's right, no wonder everyone else seemed to be better with it...man, that's why I like you so much, Faust, you know so much and you've always got ideas! My tiny brain just can't keep up!"

"Ah-hah, it's nothing, just a matter of how I am!" Faust chuckled. "You know, you don't necessarily need to be private when you take care of it, I've heard it's a lot better with someone else!"

"Well, yeah, but I just don't feel right doing it with some random stranger. I'd like to at least know who I'd be screwing around with, ya know?"

"Yeah, I can dig that. You think that's what Galdr's doing, though?"

Kein nearly fell over with the force of his laugh. "Hah! That guy, I doubt he's even thought about it! I can't imagine his uptight ass going up to someone and asking ta mate with them! I mean, he's such a stick in the mud that it'd probably hurt him worse than a Hydro Pump to the chest!"

"I guess you're right...though, I think he kinda envies you in that way, Kein!"

"Psh, you're just making that up."

"No really!" Faust said as earnestly as possible; Galdr had never said anything of the sort to him, though, well, he at least had his suspicions. "I've talked with him, and the whole mating season thing has been kinda rough on him too. I think he wishes he could be a little more open and relaxed, like you are...maybe something you could even teach him!"

Kein snickered. "Somehow I can't imagine that! But, well, maybe it could be done, if he really wanted that!"

Faust nodded. "You should give it a shot! I mean, he might not just come out and say it to you, but I'm sure you could nudge him in that direction!"

"Heh, he needs more than a nudge! But thanks!"

As Faust left, he was more than satisfied. Everything was going according to plan - he'd planted the suggestion in both of them, playing to both of their personality traits as an excuse to get them to interact. From there, he knew they would get together of their own accord, and he could track the progress just by chatting with them, maybe give them an extra nudge where necessary. Soon enough, they would see it just as plainly as he did.

---

And yet, his expectations seemed to be defied.

Faust continued to chat with both Galdr and Kein individually over the next several days. It proved easier than he thought to get them talking alone; in fact, they were even approaching him a fair amount, initiating the conversations without any sort of evident suspicion that something was up. They were very pleasant conversations, with Faust finding himself quite well-complimented, more so than usual even. But throughout them, he was finding a consistent thread: they weren't really talking to each other.

He couldn't understand why not. Surely he had given them a reason to, he'd set them up with just the right points of emphasis. But they didn't seem to be taking the bait. Well, perhaps it was simply that they needed a couple more nudges, so he made a point of that, working something about each one into his talks with the other, playing the other up as something to be seen in a romantic light here and there as well as suggesting they wanted something the other had, hoping that the hint would sink in.

The effect wasn't quite what he had hoped for.

"Faust, please...I know you think highly of Kein, but do you have to bring him up every time we talk?" Galdr sounded genuinely exasperated, a worrying sign.

"Sorry...I don't mean anything by it, I just wanna be honest, you know?"

"You can be honest without saying anything about him. There's plenty of other things we can chat about."

Faust knew better than to keep protesting; the Charmeleon's patience had been fairly thin lately, no doubt due to mating season stresses. But it still confused him; surely he heard all the positive things he'd said about Kein, so why not approach him? And unfortunately, Kein was responding much the same way within another day.

"Man, you're always bringing up Galdr. Got a bit of a thing for him, do ya?" The tone seemed playful enough, but Faust could hear the irritation it hid.

"No, no, I just...you know, thought it was relevant. Just saying stuff about him."

"Well, you don't really have to, I mean, I see the guy every day, right? I can talk with him anytime. Don't need him shoved in my face when he's not around, ya know?"

Now Faust knew he had a problem. The plan was in jeopardy, and he couldn't figure out why. Perhaps he'd been too forceful in the end, but it should never have come to that anyway. He tried to disengage a bit, step back and watch things more rather than actively intervene. Perhaps that would help.

But still, his expectations were left unmet. As he observed the two, it was clear that they were stressed out; both were a bit snappier than usual, especially to each other, Galdr's usual stoic demeanor was showing some cracks and Kein's usual good nature seemed to be absent. It hadn't yet carried over to battle, but anyone watching could tell it was only a matter of time before even that was affected. To Faust the problem was clear - they needed to get laid.

So why aren't they doing it? I've talked them up, dropped all the hints that they should hook up...I even backed away when I was becoming a distraction. They should be all over each other, why aren't they doing it?

Almost three weeks after he'd set the original plan, the two had a spat by the campfire. It was sudden, unexpected, and Faust didn't even know what had triggered it, but there had been a bout of shouting and nearly coming to blows. Though both of them had quieted down on their own after a minute, Faust could still see something simmering underneath the surface. And that had him worried. What could've happened? Something went wrong somewhere...something must have happened that I didn't see.

It was stuck on his mind all night, so much so that even their trainer had called him out on it. He tried to tell him that things were fine, he was just tired, but he could tell his worries had a visible effect on Galdr and Kein, the two staying quiet and respectful, if not exactly amiable, and keeping their peace for the rest of the night. He didn't want to make them feel guilty, but his own emotions were a bit on the frayed side; maybe he was starting to feel the pressure himself.

His initial sleep was fitful, and when he awoke the fire hadn't even died out. It couldn't have been more than an hour...and it was unusually quiet, considering that Kein was a rather loud sleeper. He looked over, and suddenly woke up a bit when he saw that Galdr and Kein were both gone.

They were fighting earlier...they stopped when they saw that it was bothering me...maybe they left to finish it...that could wreck the whole thing! I have to find them before they lose their chance...

He got up quietly and snuck away, following their scents through the foliage. Not that it was difficult, the two were radiating their odors pretty strongly, the type of odor that didn't smell but was distinctly THERE...the type of thing that normally happened when either fighting or fucking was about to happen. Faust would have liked to believe it was the latter, but he didn't think that was going to be the case, and that pushed him to hurry on.

He didn't realize how much noise he was making as he raced through the brush; his mind was lost in concern, confusion, a bit of distraction from the scents that were weighing on parts of his mind that he had tried to keep silenced so he could focus on his matchmaking. All in all, when he stumbled out of the brush, he was caught completely off-guard by the creature that tackled him full-force and held him to the ground. He let out a loud yelp of shock and panic, until he saw who it was on top of him.

"Oh, it's only you..." Galdr sighed and shook his head as he helped the Dewott up. "Sorry...bit tense, you sounded like a Tauros running through the woods." Something about the way he said it aroused Faust's suspicions; Galdr didn't really sound that surprised. Looking beyond him, he could see Kein not far away, and getting closer to the two of them.

"It's no worry...I wasn't paying much attention. I was just worried, you two were gone and I thought...well, maybe you were fighting again."

Kein grinned, a clearly forced expression. "Oh, don't worry, we're...dealing with things nicely." Again, Faust was suspicious. Something was definitely screwy.

"Okay...sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt...I was just worried..."

"You can relax, Faust...we're just out here, together, alone." Galdr suddenly looked at Faust very pointedly. "That's what you were angling for, after all, wasn't it?"

"What? N-no, that's silly, why would I be doing that?"

"My question exactly," Kein replied, and now he definitely sounded put out. "What was the deal, Faust? What kind of scheming was going on in that fuzzy head of yours? Because we already know there was scheming, you're not gonna talk your way outta that."

"Now hang on!" This wasn't part of the plan; he hadn't prepared to be found out, and certainly not for them to be so unhappy about it. It was all in good intention, he knew he had to make that clear before something went south. "Look, it's breeding season, right? I thought I'd just, you know, guide Cupid's Arrow the right way, help take care of those urges that catch everyone. I mean, yeah, I didn't tell you, but it wasn't gonna hurt you any!"

"You were...trying to set us up?" Galdr sounded incredulous.

"Yeah! Well, I mean...I've been doing a little, you know, playing matchmaker lately, trying to get the right pairs together. And I mean, you two fit perfectly, so I couldn't just not do it, you know? I'm not really sure what wen't wrong, though, I mean, I thought you two would be all over each other..."

"You thought we'd be all over each other...because you'd talked about the other to each of us every time...trying to get us to think about the other more often...so that when we felt the urge to mate, we'd naturally gravitate towards them. Is that right?"

Faust nodded vigorously, smiling nervously. "Yeah, that's it! All just for your benefit! So, no need to get angry about it...right?"

Kein snickered and shook his head. "Faust...you know, for such a smart guy, you can be really oblivious sometimes."

"What are you talking ab-" Before Faust could finish, Kein had zipped in, took hold of him, and brought their faces close to each other. He gave the Dewott a light lick on the nose and chuckled as Faust sputtered in shock and confusion.

"Maybe if you'd spent a little less time trying to set me and Galdr up, you'd've noticed that we were each trying to get YOUR attention. We weren't just asking about how you felt and how you were doing for just small talk...and you have to go yammering on about someone else every time. Heck, we were gonna throw it down over you until we figured out what you'd been up to!"

"Do you have any idea how frustrating it is," Galdr said from behind Faust, startling the Dewott but grabbing and holding him as well before he could go anywhere, "to try to talk our way into mating with you when you gab on about our rivals whenever we get the chance? You thought you were dropping hints to us...no, to us you were going on about YOUR partner. Yet you still chatted us up, leading us to think we had a chance...not very nice of you to tease us like that, is it?"

"No kidding! I know you saw how frustrated we were getting, but you never stopped to think maybe your plan was missing something? I think that big brain of yours need a little, ah, 'recalibration,' don't you think, Galdr?"

The Charmeleon grinned. "Absolutely...fix number one, making clear to our little matchmaker what he overlooked."

"Wh-what?" Faust simply stammered, feeling a whirlwind of confusion and apprehension racing through his head. This hadn't been part of his plan at all, and now he had no idea what was going to happen. Though he quickly got an idea about that last part when he felt Kein's hand grope his groin, causing his sheath to swell automatically. "Ah!"

"Ooh, he liked that, Galdr," Kein snickered as he continued to play with the Dewott, his own dick starting to make its appearance. "I think we'll get to have lots of fun tonight!"

"I'm looking forward to that." Galdr snuck his hand around to join Kein's, causing Faust to moan quietly as he felt an added heat near his growing shaft. He could feel another heat growing against his back, no doubt Galdr's arousal making itself known, and even just through feeling it he could tell it would be hard to overlook.

Trapped between the two bodies, there wasn't much Faust could do other than accept what was transpiring, not that that was difficult as his oft-ignored libido was relishing the attention. With little else to do, he decided to start returning the favor, reaching out with a paw and stroking Kein gently, eliciting a happy hiss from the Grovyle. Though he couldn't each Galdr with his other paw, he knew it was pressed up against his back, and started shifting up and down slightly to stimulate him with his fur, earning a pleased growl from Galdr as he too started humping lightly against his back.

They continued this way for only a minute before separating, all of them now at full mast. Faust felt himself blushing a bit as he looked between Kein and Galdr, they were both larger than he was, with Galdr taking the top prize, not a surprise given his greater overall size. "I, uh...I guess I should apologize for messing with you guys...I didn't mean to cause any hard feelings. Er, well, not like that, anyway. So...how do you think I should start?"

Galdr chuckled. "Well, if this is an apology, I hope you do more stuff wrong. But I think this is a good start." As he said it, he lowered himself to the ground on his back, spreading his legs and beckoning to Faust. "Come here and show me what you can do with that piece of you."

Faust's eyes widened, as did Kein's. "Wait...you want me to..."

"Of course."

"Oh...uh, wow...I mean, I guess I never thought of you as...er..."

Galdr raised an eye ridge. "What, you thought I'd only give it and never take it? Nonsense. Why miss out on half the fun?"

"Yeah, well, you'd better not be planning on hogging that hot cock of yours for yourself!" Kein demanded.

"Oh, you'll get to play with it soon enough. Come on, Faust." At this Faust jumped and then sprang into action; no part of him wanted to keep the Charmeleon waiting. It wasn't long before he was leaned over Galdr, lining himself up with the hot hole, his stomach rubbing over the large pole underneath him. Galdr let out something halfway between a growl and purr as he felt the tip of Faust's monhood pressing against him. "Ahhhh...don't be tentative, I can take whatever you give me."

"If you say so," Faust replied, his earlier apprehension having quickly been replaced by eagerness. Without further warning, he pushed himself in hard, hilting himself in a single thrust. Galdr let out a loud, highly satisfied gasp, his claws digging up some of the ground as he felt himself quickly filled with Dewott cock and his own given a furry rub. Faust also moaned, more quietly, as he felt the tightness and heat around his member, the sensation forcing him to stop for a moment to get his bearings. He didn't hold off for long, though, and started thrusting at a rather quick pace, delivering a constant double-stimulation on Galdr.

Kein was coming up to the pair, seemingly trying to move behind Faust, until Galdr raised his hand and beckoned him over. "I'll take care of-ah-you first, here. Don't-ah interrupt him."

"Ah, man, I've been looking forward to this..."

"You'll get your chance."

Kein nodded and moved around to Galdr's head, pointing his member towards the Charmeleon's mouth. Galdr needed no further prompting; he quickly opened his mouth and took in Kein's length, licking and sucking hard, Kein gasping and moaning at the intense heat around his cock. He couldn't hold himself back from starting to hump Galdr's mouth, and Charmeleon only encouraged it, licking and sucking harder as he felt Kein move.

All of this was not lost on Faust, who was desperately hoping he would receive the same treatment before the night was over. He redoubled his thrusts into Galdr's ass, already feeling his orgasm coming quickly, his lack of experience ensuring that this would be a shorter ride. Sure enough, it was less than a minute before he felt himself burst, thrusting in all the way and unleashing a torrent of cum inside Galdr. As he let loose, he enveloped Galdr's cock with his body and rubbed it up and down, trying to bring him to his climax as well, and he was rewarded only a few seconds later when Galdr moaned around Kein's thrusting dick and shot his hot semen into Faust's face and fur. Kein was very close behind, crying out as he released his own sticky seed into Galdr's maw, the Charmeleon lapping it down eagerly.

Soon, Galdr pulled off of Kein's still-hard member and grinned up at the Grovyle. "Ah...fuck, Kein, you taste really good. I wasn't expecting...well, sweet."

"Heh, it is, isn't it? I've been tempted more than once to spill it all over my meals!"

"That sounds really weird," Faust said with a laugh as he pulled out of Galdr, wiping some of the cum from his fur and tasting it, then letting out a yelp. "Wha! That's...that's hot!"

"What did you expect from a Charmeleon?" Kein laughed.

"Well, what do YOU expect from this Charmeleon?" Galdr said rather seductively, getting to his feet and putting a claw on Kein's shoulder. "You were asking for a piece of me earlier, if I remember?"

Kein grinned as he let Galdr push him gently to the ground, his legs spreading apart almost on reflex. "Oh, yeah, I can't wait to play with these toys. Hey, Faust, better get in position!"

Faust promptly dashed over and positioned himself at Kein's mouth. "How did this feel when Galdr did it?"

"Fan-fucking-tastic. You're in for a treat!"

"Not half as much as you are," Galdr said, gripping Kein's legs and spreading them even wider, getting a surprised moan from Kein as his dick teased the Grovyle's hole. "Faust, make sure he doesn't get too loud, if you know what I mean."

Faust chuckled as he pushed his cock insistently at Kein's mouth. Kein obliged, opening to let the Dewott in and wrapping his long tongue around it, teasing and trailing all over and making Faust pant quickly. A moment later, Galdr thrust hard, and Kein's eyes bugged out and he cried out around Faust; the Charmeleon had hilted in him immediately, and the tip of his cock had rammed hard into a spot deep within him which was particularly sensitive to heat. The intense pleasure had his cock leaping and spurting pre up onto his chest and he gave a particularly vigorous suck to Faust, who almost fell over.

"Well, that looks like it had a nice impact," Galdr cackled as he pulled out and thrust back in just as hard. Kein jerked underneath him, the pleasure driving him delirious; nothing he had ever felt in his life had made him feel as good as Galdr's hot cock was making him feel right then. Every single thrust was sending stars through his vision, and he was only barely able to focus on sucking off Faust. The Dewott was helping by jerking his hips and sending himself deeper, so he could focus on just using his tongue.

Once again, it wasn't taking long for all three of them to start approaching their climaxes, the intensity of the treatment they were giving each other was wreaking havoc on their restraint. Galdr was the first this time, his hard thrusts bringing him over the edge in rapid fashion; as he felt himself reach his peak, he pushed in hard and aimed himself for that spot inside Kein, so that the first blast of his semen directly struck on it. Kein cried out again around Faust, his cock jerking and shooting all over his body, covering his chest and even his neck in his sticky seed. Faust was last, burying himself in Kein's mouth and unleashing a flood of cum in it, enough that it started dribbling out of the sides of the Grovyle's mouth. Seeing the mess on Kein, he leaned over and scooped up some of the fluids and tasted them. Galdr hadn't been lying, it was remarkably sweet and pleasant-tasting.

"Phew...that was better than I ever thought it would be." Galdr pulled himself out of Kein, panting pleasantly as he came down from his second climax. "You hear all the stories, but it doesn't quite prepare you..."

"No shit, how do you think I feel?" Kein snickered, standing up on slightly wobbly legs. "Was like a bomb went off inside me when you touched that spot...that was the best feeling ever!"

Faust couldn't help but giggle. "You see? You two make a great match! You're even perfectly compatible physically!"

Galdr stroked his chin in mock contemplation. "Hm, perhaps you're onto something...but I think it's missing something blue and furry."

"And don't forget brainy," Kein chimed in. "But he's been causing us a bit of trouble, Galdr, he needs a bit of a punishment to make up for that!"

Faust flushed a bit, the thought of 'punishment' was kind of enticing at the moment. "Yes, I've been a bad little Dewott, leading you two on and not paying attention. I need to be taught a good lesson."

"And given a good reason to hold your attention as well. Why don't we give it to him, Galdr?"

The Charmeleon nodded with a devilish grin. "On your hands and knees, water boy."

Without the slightest hint of hesitation, Faust dropped into the commanded position, his mind on the two hard shafts the others were putting on display. None of the three had flagged one bit yet; young and virile, pent up from the constant assault on their senses that was even stronger with their previous actions, they all had enough in the tank for one more round. And he relished the idea that he'd be getting the brunt of it...it was only fair after all, the other two had had their turn that way.

He watched Galdr intently as the Charmeleon stepped up in front of him...very close, almost pushing Faust's nose right up to his slit, the heat weighing the air he breathed in. He shuddered a bit at the size of what was in front of him, he'd been working it earlier but still somehow it seemed larger than before. And a hand on the back of his head was keeping him right up close to it. He started licking at it, his eyes quickly starting to water as the spicy seed, the remains from his round inside Kein, were picked up by his tongue.

Behind him, he could feel Kein lining up, hands gripping him tight and that slick pole teasing him. He spread his legs a little more, giving the Grovyle as much access as possible, blushing as he heard Kein snicker again. "Aren't you eager...saw how much we enjoyed it and can't wait to try it yourself?"

Faust tried to nod, only to find his head held firm by Galdr. Smirking, the Charmeleon pulled his hips away, using his other claw to angle his cock towards Faust's mouth. Almost automatically, he opened as wide as he could, the tip rapidly welcomed in, the knowledge that every last bit of that pole was going to be stuffed inside him not deterring him in the slightest.

And then they both thrust, together, nailing him from both sides. Faust couldn't have prepared for it, and his eyes went wide as he was assaulted from all over. The heat ramped up considerably as his mouth and throat were suddenly full of Charmeleon meat, the spicy feeling on his tongue now constant. His tailhole, tight and unused though it was, put up no fight against its own invader, accepting the entirety of Kein's dick unfailingly, and Faust could hardly believe how it felt - the pressure from the size, the warmth of its touch and pleasure as the button inside him was contacted for the first time, but also the sheer presence which sent nerves he didn't know he had atingle. His own cock squirted a gush of pre onto the grass below, achingly hard and needy even though it wasn't getting any direct attention.

None of these feelings was allowed to linger in that state for long, as Galdr and Kein rapidly began working Faust. He had no chance to really work the shaft in his mouth, as Galdr's grip on his head and his intense thrusts left him little to do but stay there and take it in, something he still did as eagerly as he could show. He found it rapidly easy to adjust his breathing in time, though it proved tough to keep enough concentration for even that as it was taken away by Kein hammering at his back end. He was fast, much faster than Galdr, and each push in and out sent a flurry of sparks through him, and a veritable thunderbolt when his prostate was stroked, which was every single time. It left him moaning loudly around Galdr, struggling to keep his limbs from falling under him as the two ravaged him wonderfully.

"Hee hee, sounds like he's enjoying this quite a bit," Kein said between pants. The tightness wrapping around his shaft was intensely pleasurable for him as well, to say nothing of being able to go at the pace he liked. "Horny little devil...probably was imagining us screwing around, never thought he'd be a part of it...isn't this so much better?" Faust hummed in assent to both statements, feeling a flush of heat in his cheeks that wasn't just from Galdr's pre splashing back into his mouth.

"Damn right," Galdr huffed, an edge in his voice that revealed the strain he was having holding back his climax. He rammed harder into Faust's maw, almost banging the Dewott's nose on his groin. "Plenty more where this comes from...all you need to do...is ask for it."

Under their relentless pleasuring, Faust was the first to lose himself. He let out a muffled yell as his body convulsed, his throbbing shaft letting loose a flood of seed below him, splashing rather loudly on the ground with the force of each shot. All his tightening has a rapid effect on the other two, and they came almost at the same time. A thick, sticky load began to fill up Faust's insides, while the hot shots first fired right down his throat, before Galdr pulled back and let his cream pack into the otter's mouth. It was much hotter than before, in more ways than one, and his eyes watered madly at the intensity, so much beyond anything he'd ever had in there before. Yet, he refused to let himself pull back, to open up and let it escape, and instead clamped down tightly, letting as little of the prize drip out as he could, forcing his tongue to inundated with the burn as he swallowed it down, letting the heat warm him as it passed into his gullet.

Finally, he felt the Charmeleon pull away, emptying his mouth while leaving the heat to linger. Faust almost fell over as one part of his support eluded him, but thankfully Kein was still there, pulling him upright onto rubbery legs and keeping hem steady as he extracted himself from the Dewott's tailhole, nearly all of his sticky load clinging to his insides, a peculiarly pleasant sensation.

"Wow...that was..." Faust was a bit hoarse from the rough oral treatment, but the tone of his voice suggested a bliss he couldn't quite put into words.

"Yeah..." Kein panted, also at a rare loss.

"Now I really know why everyone goes crazy this season," Galdr added.

"It'll be hard to forget. I'm sorry about all the deception, guys...I should've been paying more attention to you than on my silly plans."

"All's forgiven, you goof," Kein chuckled, giving him a teasing sick on the nose. "I'm just glad we figured it out before things went sour. Now all's well, and I doubt we'll have to worry about it happening again."

"Agreed," said Galdr. "Now let's get back and rest up."

All smiles, the three slowly, and with plenty of help from each other, made their way back to their camp. Back to all being friends again, and now even more.