Pokemon Boot camp - Bad idea

Story by Raktul on SoFurry

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#2 of Pokemon Boot Camp

Alrighty, next part finished!

I can't promise to get all of them done at this fast rate, but I'm kind of motivated these days ^^

Because of the lack of yiff material in the last episode, this story starts right away with some fun stuff ;3

In the next morning, Rick tried out teaming up with another Pokemon and eventually made a bad decision after it didn't listen to him very well.

M/M Pokephilia stuff involved,

enjoy ~ ^-^


After a short delay, Rick decided to get up, walked towards the Pokemon trainer and tried to speak something: "Well, err.. I'm.." "Well hello there!" the boy replied, and didn't seemed to be disturbed in any way. "I thought about that someone might have followed me as I heard something before, but I thought it might just have been some wild Pokemon. You can't truly know, that there are actually humans running around in this forest that late.." he told Rick, having a slight smile on his face.

He wiped away the last few drops of cum around his mouth, looking at Rick, wondering if he had seen a ghost, as he seemed to be pale and startled.

"..You alright?" he carefully asked as there was no answer, coming from Rick himself. "I guess you must be new around here, right?" he asked as he started to realize, that Rick was more in a personal state of shock.

"Well, you were probably watching me there for quiet some time, I suppose.." he began to speak, watching at Rick carefully. "I might explain a few things to ya. Pokemon training is more than just giving orders, you know? It's all about understanding your little fellows. You have to trust them, rely your life on them, if it is asked."

as he continued speaking he made no attempt of getting back to the camp. Instead he sat down at the forest ground, continuing at speaking. "Pokemon have the same feelings as humans have, and they need to be loved, caressed and treated like any other human being as well." he made a short pause, looking to the Totodile with a happy smile on his face. Totodile replied cheerfully, hugging his waist, tightly.

"Not all trainers used to have such a strong bonding of love, as I have with my Pokemon but I have to admit, it really helped me, getting used to them, understand how they think and feel.." he continued, patting his little water fellow on its head, softly, looking at Rick in order to await some sort of reaction.

After a short time he continued "Well, everybody has to look for their own way of accomplishing these tasks of understanding, but I learned that it's way easier if you going straight honest with your partners and give them the respect and love, they need to have." he carefully stroke over the Totodile's head, smiling at it.

"and.." rick began to speak, carefully. "..and you don't mind, that I just watched you?" he said, blushing slightly. The other boy started to laugh and replied "Oh, no, not at all. If you felt like doing this, it might be the right way for you to understand how things work. And I am used to be watched, when i'm around naked. I grew up in a rather small home with 6 other siblings around all the time. You getting used to these kind of things.." he laughed again, smiling.

Rick didn't reply to that and just scratched the back of his head, nervously. The Growlithe then stepped out of bushes as well, yawning cutely. "My, what do we have here? Such a cutie~" the trainer said as he saw the little fire dog. He reached forward and tickled the Pokemon at his front fur, under his chin. The Growlithe lifted his head, his tail wagging swiftly, as he began to purr.

"You like that, little you, don't ya?" the boy asked the Pokemon, smiling as he moved his hands down further, scratching it's belly. It threw itself on the back, all four up in the air, panting in joy. "now you try.!" the boy told Rick, and moved away his hand.

Rick hesitated a bit but then got onto the ground and lay his hand on the Pokemon's belly. His hand felt really warm in an instant and Rick had to admit, the feeling was very pleasant. He began stroking the Pokemon's belly carefully, and harvested some careful licks at his hand as a kind of repay. The boy smiled and rubbed a bit its belly a bit harder.

Suddenly something else got his attention. A red, stiff vine slowly began to arise from the Growlithe's lower body parts. Rick needed a few moments to realize what happened and took away his hand, in dismay.

"Hey, he really seems to like you." the unknown trainer told him. "Nothing to be scared about, just give it a try.." he continued, smiling at Rick. Rick really felt awkward at this very moment, unsure what he should do and hesitated, blushing wildly.

"Nothing to be shy about, let me show you.." he began, turning to his own Pokemon again, whispering something in its ear and slowly started rubbing its slit carefully. Soon the tapering dick rose again and the boy didn't lost time and took it between his hands, rubbing it slowly. "Just do what I do.." he said to Rick with a soft voice. "Trust me."

Rick gulped hard and was very unsure about it at first, but finally decided to give it a try. The Growlithe was still lying on it's back, panting softly, as Rick moved his hand to the slowly emerging red rocket, stroking it slightly with his fingers. The Growlithe roared out and his whole body stiffened up in excitement.

Ricks confidence grew a bit more and he took the dog's dick into his hand, pressing it carefully. "You doing great!" the boy told him, caressing Totodile's, again fully emerged dick, with firm rubbing.

Both Pokemon moaned out in pleasure and Rick started to get used to this kind of feeling, realizing that his own cock already started to rise as well. He then understood, that there was nothing to be ashamed off, as everyone cared for the same principle. Either Pokemon or Human, everybody cared for love and the simple thought of being safely cared in someone's arms. So he moved his head a bit closer to the private parts of the fire dog and gave it's red pulsating cock a lick. He was amazed how hot it actually was as he moved his tongue over the flesh, leaving a tingling feeling behind.

The unknown trainer seemed to be confident, that Rick understood what he meant and now concentrated on his own Pokemon more again, leaving the two of them more private time. Rick blushed again as he realized once more what he was doing, but there was no way he'd turn away now. Not if he felt this good.

So he took a deep inhale, sniffing in the heavy feral musk of his partner, and finally closed his lips around it's hot cock, with his eyes closed. While he started bobbing the Pokemon, he also rubbed it's belly in order to make it less awkward, he thought and listened to the soft moans of his little fire Pokemon.

He loved the feeling, that his Pokemon enjoyed his caressing that much, got used to it and began to loose himself a bit, in exploring his friend. He moaned out himself as he felt spurts of Precum, covering the insides of his jaw, groping his own dick under his trousers, massaging it to the steady rhythm, he was sucking off the Pokemon. With his other free hand he now began to fondle the small pair of balls, stroking over the Pokemons tailhole from time to time, charming out a sweet moan from his partner.

Rickwas unsure and didn't know how far he can go for sure. So he opened his eyes, and looked to the other boy once more and was surprised, how fast the scene could actually switch. The trainer was naked, from his bottom down and tightly held the Totodile in his arms cuddling it and slowly pressing his dick upwards, grinding on it's blue body, moaning out at each soft thrust.

Rick felt his blood pushing in his head and concentrated back on his own scene again, feeling a bit freer now. He folded his lips around the red vine once again, trying to get in as much as he was able to. Surprisingly he made it till he got to the knot. But It wasn't possible at any rate, to get this thick bulge into his jaw as well.

So he continued with a light bobbing, concentrating more on the tip now, harvesting blows of Precum each time he sucked on the very tip. He knew that the Growlithe had to be just moments away from its climax as he felt its body trembling and so he began stroking its tailhole again, wiping his fingers up and down, occasionally poking at it very softly.

He managed to charm out lots of delightful moans and growls out of his partner and before he could grasp it, the Growlithe was at his climax, roaring out wildly. It curved up its back in order to get its cock, deeper inside the humans throat, blasting out stream after stream of hot gooey liquid.

Rick did hard to gulp it, as the substance was very unknown to him, so he had to loosen up his lips, began to cough and cum spattered all over the place, wetting the belly of the Growlithe, as well as the forest soil. Rick felt very ashamed in this very moment and began to blush deeply as he saw the mess. Growlithe on the other hand was more than happy, panting swiftly and licking up some of his own white remains.

He looked over to the other boy and realized, they were still cuddled up, but seemed to be rather nuzzling than to make any form of sex. So he slowly began to clean as much as he was able to. "Well.." Rick began shyly, as he stood on the place for a moment, feeling awkward again. "Thank's a lot for everything! I'll keep that in mind. But I have to go now. I wish you and Totodile a nice evening tough.!" he finished.

No answer came and after a few seconds of no reply, Rick just shrugged and got away, directed to the campfire, lit in the very distance. He carried the little Growlithe in his arms, as it fell asleep after the exhausting round of fun, they had. He felt its soft purring, vibrating through his body, as he carefully took it back to the main square.

Back there he wondered how late it already might be, as only a handful of people still seemed to be awake. So Rick decided to get some sleep as well. As this evening was already very upsetting for him.

Back in his hut, he heard the soft wheezing from the sleeping Tim and only a few toads, making some hypnotizing sounds, outside. Rick lay into his bed, putting the little fire dog between his legs, which curled up into a fuzzy ball, purring silently. Rick thought about all the things, this one day already offered.

This previous morning he was just sitting in the kitchen room of his house, speaking to his mother. Now he is in the middle of some forest-swamp region, having his first real sexual experience. Even with a Pokemon!

He thought about the little Growlithe, smiling a bit, as he felt its warmth, radiating through the blanket. He was sure, that this trip would change not just his trainer life, but his whole life quiet a bit, and slowly passed over to the land of dreams, thinking about probable future events.

Rick slowly awoke as he felt something wet on his cheek. He thought it was part of a dream, at first but slowly opened his eyes and realized that the Growlithe was licking all over his cheek with an excited panting.

"Now, now. Good morning to you.." he said, still sleepy, pushing the Growlithe away a bit, in order to stop it from wetting his whole face. He raised up his body and realized with half closed eyes, that Tim was already gone somewhere. He yawned and unsure thought about how late it already might be, but he didn't really care anyway, as he had no school or work to do.

The Growlithe sat on the floor and looked up to him with big puppy eyes, his tail wagging in excitement. "I guess you're hungry, aren't ya?" Rick asked him with a smile on his face. The Pokemon yelped abuzz and ran around in small circles. Unsure what this gesture might mean, the boy just shrugged tired, and got up to his backpack.

The package of the Pokemon food was not quiet big but he was sure it'll last for the short trip at first. After he poured a bit on the floor he wasn't so sure about it any more as it seemed to be enough for only 2 or 3 more meals for the Pokemon.

The growlithe leaped on the food as soon as he saw it, bolting it with noisy munching, his tail wagging fast. Rick only smiled and patted the fuzzy thing carefully, remembering what happened to them last night, still feeling a bit ashamed of himself.

He wondered what happened to the other trainer, he met, as he seemed to fell asleep right in the woods, the night before. Rick thought about stuff and waited for the Pokemon to finish up its meal. He decided that it was time to get it back into its Pokeball.

"Alright you.." he said softly as he bent down to look the Growlithe into its eyes. "I.. I guess you kind of enjoyed our come together, yesterday, so I hope I don't have to apologize for it.." he said, nervously scratching his head. "Anyway. It was an interesting day and I hope we'll see each other again, soon." he finished, smiling kind of sad.

Rick got up again, pointing at the Pokemon with the red/white shining ball and a beam appeared, sucking in the fire Pokemon swiftly. He held the little ball to his chest, thinking about the fire dog once more. "Maybe, this camp will really help me, getting a better trainer.. I do hope so, and if so, we'll see each other again soon enough." he quietly said to himself, pocketing the ball in his backpack, taking out another random one.

The door flew open as he pressed against it, in order to get out of the shabby hut. The weather was very moist at this day. Thick fog patches lay in the air, making it impossible to see more than about 5 meters. The quality and the freshness of the air, however were magnificently soothing for his body, as the boy inhaled the humid surroundings with deep breaths.

"Alright then!" he shouted out with a fire in his chest "Let's get this rolling!" He took the other Pokeball, he just collected and threw it on the soil. Like at the evening before a white glowy substance appeared, swiftly materializing some creature.

A Buizel appeared, looking around, examining the area, dubiously. A water type Pokemon! Perfect for today's weather! Rick thought excited. "Oh, hey there, little fellow, do you remember me?" He asked the Pokemon which looked a lot like an orange Weasel.

He got this Pokemon from a tradeoff, some time ago. The person who offered this Pokemon, told the boy that it seemed to have an rather own will and won't listen to him at all. Rick just remembered the time, he tried to train the Buizel for the first time. It ended it a perfect chaos, as it just ignored the human and went into the city, eating up all the food it could find.

The Buizel looked at him with a doubtful expression, his arms crossed over one another's. "Hey.. I know, last time didn't end very well, but you really shouldn't have eaten all those things. The people in my town got very angry with me afterwards, you know.?" Rick began to speak, laughing abashed.

"Bui.." the Pokemon swiftly replied, closed its eyes and looked away with a determined countenance. "Weeelll.. You know, I went to this camp in order to get to know you a bit better and you may be knowing me better as well.." the Weasel looked back to the human, listening what he had to say. ".. after all we're partners now and nothing will change the fact. I won't give you away, like your last trainer did, even if it'd get a bit hairy between us.. I.. I like you. .all of you! And I wish to be friends with you.. Do you understand what I want to say.?"

Buizel was listening carefully, looking straight into the humans eyes. Moments, nothing happened but suddenly the Pokemon turned away again, embittered. "Bui." it just said.

".. Well, do you at least mind, if you join me around, today?" the boy asked carefully. No reaction came and Rick let his head fell down a bit. "Oh, well.. let's give it a try.." he said to himself sighing heavily. "Alright, where was the main square again.." he said to himself, looking around, trying to find at least the bright shining of the campfire in this fog.

He wasn't really able to see anything, in any direction. So he turned around again, facing the Buizel again. It took a few seconds for him to realize, that there was no Pokemon standing in front of him anymore. "Ehh.." he said, quiet confused and saw in the last moment, that something orange, jumped away in the direction of the forest, vanishing in the mist.

"For real?!" he proclaimed doubtfully and looked after it for another couple of seconds. "Meeehh.." was his last words before he ran after it, into the woods.

It was definitely not the best moment to go for a hike, he thought, as he stumbled over some roots again, cursing the Pokemon a bit. After he ran for a few minutes, trying to find it, he decided to finally stop for a moment.

Suddenly he realized what he did "What a bad idea.." he said to himself, as he felt fear, crawling up his back. He was not able to see anything very far in the fog and was not happy about the situation at all.

"Buizel!! Where are you?!" He screamed out, waiting for some response. Of course he didn't get any and the boy let out a desperate moan. He kicked away some sticks with wrath and sat down for a moment, trying to relax. "Alright.. No need to panic. It's a Pokemon. It will survive alone out there, and eventually come back later.." he said to himself. "First of all, you have to get out of here.."

He looked around and yet again fear crawled up on his body. Bad idea indeed, just following it into the mist. He had no idea where he was, or where he should go. "I'm no Pokemon, how should I survive?" he said with despair and felt tears rising in his eyes.

Suddenly there was a huge roar, just in the very near of him. Rick startled and got up, looking around with haste, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't see anything and was scared to death in this moment. Again, another mighty outcry of some fierce beast echoed through the woods and chills crawled all over Ricks body, blocking his normal way of thinking.

He began to panic and started to run. He tried to head into the direction he was coming from, but had no sure plan, if this was really the right way, he just had to get away from this place. With tears in his eyes and panic at each pant, he stumbled through the tight forest for a couple of minutes.

The surroundings didn't change a bit. It was the same tight forest, he was used to. Water soaked moss damped his shoes wet and several branches gave him some slight scratches on his face as he was on the run. Finally his steps became slower and he took his time, gathering breath, his heart pounding in his chest with such a strength, it never did before.

He went to a huge tree and letting himself falling down on his butt, leaning on it, panting for air heavily. He listened carefully and looked around. The threat seemed to be gone.. Anyway, he was somewhere in the woods now and had absolutely no plan where he was, fog clouds passing by slowly.

With his hand he moved over the side of his trousers and was kind of relieved that he had his pocket knife with him at least. He started to laugh a bit, more of despair than of anything else. He let his head sunken down into his armpits, lying on his knees, as the laughing slowly transformed into a mere sobbing.

"Fuck.." was the only word he was able to say now, as tears were running down his cheeks, falling on the soft forest soil, in the middle of nowhere.