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It was a sunny morning day, like any other day for the last few weeks. Sun rays carefully touched Ricks cheeks, carefully raising him out of his dreams. He opened his eyes and blinked a few times, slowly getting used to the feeling of being awake again.

After a few moments, he finally decided to get up, making himself some breakfast. So he winded himself out of his blanket, dressed himself up, yawning wildly and made his way, downstairs into the kitchen.

His mother already awaited him at this morning, having a shining smile on her face, as he walked into the room. "Mornin-" he said, still sleepy, rubbing his heavy eyes.

"Good morning, Rick, hope you slept well. I already made you breakfast. I hope you'll enjoy your scrambled eggs.." she said, pouring out some yellowish, good smelling clumps on his plate, garnishing it with two pieces of fried ham. "Thanks mom!" he replied and began, shoving in the good tasting dish, half sleepy.

While he was eating, his mother made the dishes and put some sheet of paper on the table. "Look, what I've found in the mailbox, today." she began telling her son with a sweet tone in her voice. "It's an invitation to an Pokemon Boot camp!" she closed, looking at him with expectation in her eyes.

Rick looked up for a short moment, examining the sheet for a moment, and went back to his meal without saying anything.

Her mother lost the cheerful smile on her face, continuing with a more sympathetic voice: "I know, you have a hard time, training your Pokemon well, and you might not be the very best trainer yet, but I'm sure it'll all change, if you wont give up and give some other opportunities a chance.!"

Rick looked up into his mother's eyes with no sign of feelings at all and replied: "..not the best trainer yet you say.?" he made a short pause "I totally suck at training Pokemon! I didn't even had a chance against the children from preschool.! And I'm fed up, just trying to get better, all day long.." he made a sigh. "Pokemon training isn't a thing for everyone, I have to admit this and stick to things I'm capable of.." he closed with a sad tune and continued eating after a short silence.

".. Your heart is burning for this, I know it." his mother continued. "You dreamt of being a Pokemon trainer since you were a child. I'm sure you just haven't found the right technique to train your Pokemon well, yet.. Just give it a try." she encouraged him.

Rick didn't say anything until he finished off his meal completely, then got up and said. "Thanks for the breakfast, mum. And you know what.. maybe I'll give it a try. New opportunities leading into the unknown might turn out of being the best things, someone will ever face. That's what dad used to say, didn't he? and who knows, maybe he was right.."` He walked past his mother, who was touched with tears, going back upstairs into his room.

Back up again, he fell down on his bed, silently loosing some tears in his cushion. He shouldn't have mentioned his dad.. Both of them really missed him and it's not an easy theme to bring up, for both of them.

He thought about him. Strong, tall man with brown-reddish hair and always a smile on his face. He was a local policeman, fighting for the good of the people in town. One day he never came back from a mission, busting some criminals in the woods nearby. They were secretly researching, what effects fresh blood from Pokemon would have on someone's mind. Well, in any case, his former superior meant that he eventually had been killed, but no one knew for sure.

Rick was like his father. The same build and a marked sense for justice. He just turned 18 the week before and was gifted with some rather rare Pokemon from a friend of his. He found them on a journey, far away and thought, Rick would like the gift. Well, he appreciated it, but he was the worst case of a talented Pokemon trainer and after the first training session with them, he never dared to touch these Pokeballs again, as he was responsible for some major damages, he caused in his home town. He had no clue what he did wrong, but the Pokemon just didn't want to listen to him.

Rick sighed and got up, sadly looking through his room. He sighed again and began, packing his backpack with no haste. The description of the letter pointed out, that the camp would last for a few weeks and trainers all around were welcome to join and leave at any time they wanted to. Rick hadn't in mind, staying very long, so he packed just a few necessary things. With contained among others, a small penknife. His dad used to told him, that if he'd wander around alone, he always had to make sure to carry a knife with him. With that he'd be able to build nearly anything useful from scratch. Without a knife you'd be kind of lost in the wilderness.

Rick thought about the Pokemon he'd carry with him on his short trip and decided to take the three unusual types from his friend with him, among with three others, he caught himself. If he'd fail in the boot camp very badly he had at least the few rare types with him, to show off a little.

He sighed again as he was finished, packing, unsure if he still was in the mood of joining the camp. Then he thought about his dad again and knew that he could try at least. His father would be very proud of him, eventually, if he'd make it as a Pokemon trainer, wandering through the wilds on his own, just having his feral companions with him.

Down in the kitchen, his mother already awaited him with a few snacks, she gave him. Then both of them made their way out of the cozy home, to the airport. He got a good-bye kiss and not long after, his plane flew off, taking him to the point his life would hopefully change.

He awoke, not quiet peacefully as the plane rumbled hard, baffling it's velocity at the tarmac in an odd place. The sky had a grey overcast and heavy drops of rain pounded against the small window at the aircraft. Rick stretched out his limbs, yawning heavily and was glad to finally reach his first destination.

He got out and ran over the plain field, seeking shelter from the rain. His clothes got soaked within seconds though and he was dripping wet, as he finally reached the other side, and got into the dry main hall of the airport. The place was not very stuffed though he had a hard time, finding the right exit. After a few minutes he finally got to the right place, getting into a bus, directed to the boot camp.

He wasn't very surprised as the bus was rather empty. Many possible days for arrival and so was the possibility of meeting lots of people at one day very slim. Though there was one other boy, sitting in the bus, looking out of the window, kind of lost in thoughts. Rick didn't hesitate very long and took the seat next to him, as he always was more of a sociable kind. "Hey there, I'm Rick!" he said to the boy, ripping him out of his thoughts, offering him a hand for greeting. The boy looked at him a few seconds, rather lost, unsure of the event, but finally took Ricks hand and shook it.

"Hey there, name's Tim!" he replied, smiling. The boy seemed to be younger as Rick was as he was very short. He also had lots of freckles around his nose and was flaxen-haired.

"..I suppose you're going to the boot camp as well, aren't you?" Rick asked him, carefully. "Yep, not much to do around here, otherwise I guess." Tim answered. His face went to an pained expression as he continued speaking: "Although I'm not here, voluntarily. You see, my parent's thought it would be a great idea to send me here. Thought it would be good for me to toughen me up. They think I'm not strong enough to stay alive, alone in the wilderness and they are scared they'd loose me forever if I made my trainer's journey.."

The boy made a pause and looked out of the window again. "Even though I think they are on solid ground, it didn't justify their way, of treating me like a little kid and ordering me what to do. I'm 16 already and want to make my own decisions!" he said, and grumpily pressed his face on the heel of his hand.

"You see, my mother told me as well, to come here. And I wasn't so sure about it in the first moment either. But I think it'll be a great way of making new friends, who'll probably stay friends for a lifetime. Maybe even as journey companions."

Tim looked at him with a big smile on his face. "you think so?" he said, happily. "Maybe you're right and it won't be that bad at all. Even though I already found a new friend..!" he smiled at Rick happily, as he smiled back.

The bus slowly got into move as no more passengers seemed to enter it, leaving the civilized area, slowly behind. The two boys had lots of fun, and talked to each other about all sorts of things and after a while they were interrupted suddenly, as the bus came to a stop.

They didn't realize how long they have been driving, but it seemed that they reached their destination already. They got outside, surveying the new area. The rain had almost stopped completely and dusk slowly started to set down behind the dense mass of grey clouds, flaring them up in a warming red tone.

The area looked more like a savaged one. Surrounded by huge trees, they seemed to be in the middle of the woods with no one around. A small path was leading right into the forest, but the end was unclear as it was already too dark to see very far.

The bus made a rumbling sound and set off, leaving the two kids back alone. "..Well then, let's move, shall we?" Rick said. "I don't want to try to find the camp when it's too dark to see.." He lead the way, with Tim following him very closely.

The ground was very wet and Ricks shoes got soaked after just a few minutes, wondering if there was a swamp nearby or if it was just the rain soaked ground, making the trip uncomfortable already.

After a few minutes of wandering through the meanwhile very small forest path, the sun was sunken down almost completely, making it hard to keep on track. Tim was shivering and clamped his fist around Ricks shirt, not daring to loose him. Rick didn't really pay attention to that but was wondering how long this path would go on and if they'd be in the right place after all.

Soon he was able to make out some soft lights in the near distance. As they went closer to it, they realized it were lit torches, lighting the way. The flame seemed to lighten up Tim's mood as well, as he got loose of Ricks shirt, straightened his back and said: "I was sure we'll make it... but glad to be here anyway.." Rick smiled and moved on, following the illuminated path.

After a while the path got bigger eventually, and Rick could hear some muttering from ahead. As well as a huge source of light. They stepped closer and the ground ended in a massive, flattened out area. In the middle of it, a huge bonfire was lit and a few people sat around. The fire dazzled his eyes as they were used to the darkness and he needed a few moments to be able to fully see what was in front of him.

...There was this big campfire in the middle of an huge area. Paths were leading into the forest, behind it, and Rick was able to recognize the silhouettes of some huts, hiding inside the forest. People were wandering all around the place, everyone having a Pokemon by their side.

"This.. is.." Rick began to speak with his mouth wide open. "Amazing.?" Someone unknown finished his sentence. A man stepped to them, greeting them with a smile on his face. "Welcome to Boot camp, young lads, I'm glad you made it. My name is Coughar and I'm the leader of this camp. It took a while to set everything up as it is, but I'm glad it turned out so well.." he finished, looking to the camp with a satisfied glare in his eyes.

"So, no time to loose, I'll show you you're quarters and tell you the rules. Not many to pursue here, but a few, everyone has to keep in mind eventually." He lead the way to the Bonfire, starting to explain: "First off, this is a place of total isolation. I picked this location in the middle of the woods because it's important for the trainers to get away from the daily routine if they want to partner up with their Pokemon in a good way.."

They moved around the fireplace, following a path, deeper into the woods again. "You take a Pokemon of your choice and summon it. But not to fight, rather to spend some time with it, trying to understand it's ways.." Coughar continued, leading them through the light forest parts.

"There is no such thing as schedule or any form of guidelines. You can do whatever you want and go wherever you want. The only thing I need to ask from you, is absolute acceptance to the other trainers. I need you to respect all of them, using their own ways of getting closer to their Partners.." he turned around and looked them into the eyes with a serious glare for a couple of seconds.

Then he just turned towards the path again, continuing speaking like nothing happened. "Meals are in the morning and midday at around 12. The rest of the day you have to get your own food if you're getting hungry." They stopped at a shabby looking hut and Coughar turned around to both of em, smiling.

"Well, I see, you two already know each other, so I guess there will be no problem for you, staying in the same hut.?" he kind of asked them but before any one of them was able to answer a word, he already continued: "..Wonderful! See you in the morning, I guess! Have a nice stay!" He walked away, waving his hand behind his head, laughing happily.

"What a Weird guy.." Tim said quietly. Rick had to chuckle and went towards the hut "C'mon, let's check inside!" He moved to the door and slowly creaked it open, to get a look inside. The room was not very tidy, but he didn't really expect that anyway. Tough it was rather huge. Had plenty of room for at least 6 people, but only 3 beds to count.

"Strange.. well, no time for that anyway, let's explore the area!" Rick shouted out, turning to his fellow friend with joy. "..Now?" he countered aghast. "It's pretty late already and I don't want to to be all sleepy in the morning.. I think I'll rather go to sleep soon.." he said quietly, standing in the middle of the room.

"Alright then." Rick replied, rummaging around his backpack till he found what he was looking for. "I guess, I'll see ya tomorrow then. Have a good night sleep!" he yelled to Tim as he left the hut and closed the door behind him.

He made a deep breath of the moist air as he was outside and actually didn't know why he felt so good. It was like an explosion inside of him, spreading out pure joy with every sparkle. "Alright then, let's hope this trip will be worth it." he said to himself, pulling out a Pokeball. He randomly picked one of them, as he definitely had to strengthen the bond to all of em anyway.

He threw the ball on the ground and a shining mass got out of it, materializing in a little being. A small Growlithe formed out of the mass, cutely roaring at him. This little guy was actually one of the Pokemon he caught at the very beginning. He remembered that day very good, as it was one of these days, he still had a fixed up mind, for being a Pokemon trainer. Rick bent down to the little fellow, feeling the soft heat, radiating from it, on his own skin.

"Hello little guy, do you remember me?" he asked the Growlithe which was purring softly. He got no answer and realized that he wouldn't get any after all. Rick scratched the back of his head, feeling a little awkward now.

"Alright, weeelll, as that you're kind of made out of fire, I suppose you'd enjoy the heat rays of another source of fire, am I right.?" this time he tried not to expect any reply and made his way towards the fireplace, the Growlithe following him softly.

On his way there he passed by some trainers, spying to the things they were doing. All of em' seemed to be concentrated on their own Pokemon partner very closely. They talked to them like it was a private conversation with deep emotional feelings. Like if they could understand them..

Rick looked back to the Growlithe, which was roaring out in joy, wandering behind him.

Arriving at the bonfire, Rick looked for a free place, where he was undisturbed. He found a nice spot and sat next to it, examining the trainers, cuddling with their Pokemon as if they were in love.

He then looked to the Growlithe which was visible enjoying the heat of the flames. It just stood near the fire, with his eyes closed, purring softly. Rick decided to lie down besides of it, just observing the little doggy for a bit, how it enjoyed the waves of the heat, pressing against his yellowish fur.

Rick smiled and closed his eyes, feeling the relaxing energy of all trainers, caressing their partners with no more than love. Hopefully he'll be able to enjoy the near from his Pokemon partners as well, some day.

After a time he opened his eyes again, as his silence was disturbed by some footsteps, walking besides him. With his eyes, he followed a trainer going out into the forest with his Totodile partner, stumping happily after him. He wondered what they were possibly up to, this late, and decided to follow them, after a few minutes.

"It's not disrespecting when we follow them, is it?" he asked the little Growlithe, which followed him at every step, as he made his way into the thigh forest. It just replied with a happy roar. "Riight, you can't speak. I keep forgetting this.." he mumbled more to himself.

After a while of wandering through moist soil, trying to keep away pointy branches of his face, at one point he thought he finally would be lost out here, as he would never find the other two nor finding back home. What the hell did he think anyway, wandering into the woods, at late night, following some trainers?!

But suddenly he heard a noise. It was the sustained quacking of the Totodile, mixed with the sound of pain! Rick feared for both of them and hurried to the direction, the tune was coming from, thought about an attack, or maybe the boy fell down and broke his leg!

He decided to keep hid at first, just in case it really were attackers and he wouldn't be detected right away. So he moved as far as he was able to, not to be seen and carefully lurked out between some bushes, catching the scene.

What he saw there, it surprised him more than he would ever imagine. It was not an humble attack, that have taken place in the forest and forced the Totodile to scream. It was more his own trainer, caressing it with his tongue, constantly licking at special parts of the body, which made the Pokemon moan out even more.

Rick was startled a lot as he realized what just happened on the mossy forest ground, in front of his eyes and fell back on his arse, Growlithe looking at him curiously. He wasn't sure if his eyes told him the truth so he had to take a second look and was even more surprised as the situation didn't seemed to change a bit.

He saw the young trainer, bent over the much smaller water Pokemon, giving it some tasteful licks around it's body. Totodile quacked out in pleasure, as the trainer made his way, down to the Pokemon's private parts. It's small cock was already fully emerged from it's slit, twitching for attention.

Without hesitation, the young boy took it, licked all around the tapering penis, covering his face in a mixture of Precum and salivary, moaning out loud. He seemed very eager about it and soon started to suck on the very tip of the Pokemon's cock, harvesting some transparent goo.

Rick was unsure if he should leave or not, as it seemed to him that he had no right watching people, doing stuff like this. Although he got aroused from it very fast and soon was kind of rooted to the place just for the mere pleasure of watching them. So he decided to watch carefully. Maybe he could learn a thing or two.. just for the record, you know?

Rick got ripped out from his thoughts, as he heard the Totodile scream out for lust. The trainer had nearly all of it's cock inside his throat, bobbing hardly, caressing the small body with his hands, pressing it down on the mossy ground carefully.

The Totodile made a few heavy sighs and suddenly released his built up pleasure with one mighty moan. Semen shot out between the angle's of the lad's cheeks, as he was eager to try to gulp every drop of it, but was surprised from the mass, which shot into his jaw at once.

The Totodile clenched it's hands on the soil, moaning in pleasure, shooting out load after load into the trainer's mouth, both of them moaning out. After a time it seemed to come to an end, as he finally loosened his lips around it's dick, pressing them on the little face instead, getting into a long, passion full kiss with the water Pokemon.

Rick now realized the situation and felt kinda awkward. This whole time watching them, he rubbed his own hardened member in his trousers, without even recognizing it. But now all seemed to get a bit too weird and he backed up, wanted to leave this place at once.

As he turned around to move away, quietly, a branch under his step suddenly broke, echoing a loud tune through the forest. "Hello, anyone there?" the Pokemon trainer with the Totodile asked into the dark forest. "Shit shit shiiit" Rick thought and didn't know what to do, as panic arouse inside of him. So he just stood there, kind of crouched, doing nothing at all.

"Well, hello there, would you mind, getting out of the bushes so I might be able to see you.?" the lad asked to Ricks direction. "Fuck, now it's over.." Rick thought to himself, panicking a bit..