M Trainer x M Lucario

Mat returned to his house, a light bounce in his step.  Em's parents would agree.  His had, well, on the condition that he traveled with someone they trusted – Em.  Few trainers even started before they turned eighteen.  The two of them would make it big.  He shut the door to the empty house behind him and made his way upstairs to his room.

Inside, Lucario lay curled up on Mat's bed.  He couldn't help but smile at his pokemon.  While most trainers had to start with a League appointed pokemon, his father went through the paperwork for a non-standard starter.  His father had been a renowned trainer, and the Riolu he started with was the offspring of one his father's most powerful pokemon.

Mat sat down at his desk and turned on the computer.  A picture of a Lucario firing a focus blast blinked to life.  If he was going to regret anything, it would be internet access.  They'd have their pokegear, but it wasn't the same.  Mat glanced back to make sure Lucario hadn't woke, then turned his attention to finding something to get off to.

He relaxed in his chair and scrolled through thumbnails of videos.  Too tall, too weird, hair not quite light enough.  He always took his time, and absentmindedly stroked himself through his jeans.

Perfect.  The girl looked a bit like Em, if a few years older.  Of course, he hadn't picked the video for that reason – a coincidence – but he wouldn't complain.  In a practiced motion, he undid his jeans and slipped them down his hips, freeing his hard length.

Damn he'd miss porn.  He gently stroked himself, eyes glued to the screen while he waited for the action to pick up.  Maybe once they were out on the road, he and Em might finally hook up.  Alone at night in the woods, the nearest town in any direction over a day's walk – his pace increased, eyes glossing over, the video almost ignored.

They'd been friends forever, neighbors since he could remember, but things would be different once they left.  He closed his eyes, picturing her.  Petite, small breasts immodestly covered by a spray of blonde hair.  He felt his release building.  What he'd give to fuck her, her soft lips, pale skin flush with arousal.  He'd slide-

A noise beside Mat snapped him back to reality, eyes flashing open as he hurriedly covered himself.  He spun his eyes to the left while his hands covered his painfully stiff erection.  He'd been so close.  His face blazed.

Lucario stood beside him, though the pokemon seemed more interested in the video than Mat.  Regardless, Mat haphazardly pulled up his pants and minimized the browser.  His hands shook so hard it took him three tries to hit the button.

Lucario turned to him and pointed at the screen.  “Carrr.”

The flare of color in his face only made him more self conscious, but he tried to calm himself.  He cleared his throat, and spoke in a rush.  “It's nothing.  Hey, we should, uh, get some lunch.  Downstairs.  Just give me a moment and I'll be right down.  No need to wait for me.”

Lucario stared unconvinced, a three fingered paw still pointing at the screen.

“It's really nothing,” Mat croaked shifting uncomfortably before his pokemon.  Despite the interruption, his arousal still strained against his jeans.  “H-How long have you been watching.”  It didn't seem like his pokemon would be dissuaded.  With a shaking grip, Mat brought the video back on screen.

Lucario returned to watching the video intently.  The girl in the video stood with legs spread, her torso pressed against a bed.  A man bent over her, gently fucking the girl with a hand at her tits.  Lucario watched, and Mat watched Lucario.

Did pokemon enjoy porn?  The panic had drained from him, and while still horny enough to picture Em clearly in his mind, he didn't think he had it in him to finish while his pokemon watched.  Instead, he moved away to let his pokemon get a better look at the screen, and Lucario inched closer.

Lucario didn't do anything though.  While he seemed interested, Mat didn't know if pokemon could even masturbate.  His thoughts whirled around as if caught in a drain, slowly circling the highly taboo.

Mat waited, watching his entranced pokemon.  Lucario remained motionless before the screen, his only movement coming from the gentle rise and fall of his chest.  Occasionally his hips twitched ever so slightly, the monitor's reflection gleaming off his red irises.

On screen, the man slammed into the petite girl a few last times in the throes of release.  Lucario watched, enraptured.  He stood against the desk, and his hips ground against the front of the desk.  The man pulled out.  His partner remained face-down on the bed, panting.  Her lips, flush with a n aroused shade of pink, remained parted, cum lazily making its way down her thighs.  The screen went black, and the video ended.

Lucario waited a moment before turning back to Mat.  “Lu?”

Mat took a moment to appreciate the surreal situation he found himself faced with.  He still sat in the desk chair, a few feet away from his pokemon. Mat shrugged.  “It's over.”  Something else had grabbed his attention, however.  He stared.  He always knew Lucario was a male, of course, but still.

A few inches of glossy pink flesh poked out of Lucario's furred sheath.  A bead of pre-cum shone atop its pointed tip.  Knowing and seeing were two very different things.

“I uh-”  Mat fought with the embarrassed flush that crept up his neck and jerked his eyes away from his pokemon.  He reached past Lucario to the mouse, careful not to brush against his pokemon's soft blue fur.  He clicked the reply button, and the screen flashed back to life.

Mat retreated, and Lucario turned back o the computer.  The couple on-screen couple went at it again, and Lucario pressed himself against the front of Mat's desk, occasionally thrusting unsuccessfully against the black faux-wood.

Mat tried to ignore the shiny smear now adorning his desk, and the fact that his pokemon was watching the same porno he'd been caught watching.  Not the highlight of his life.  He teetered on the edge of the chair, debating weather to leave his pokemon to take care of things alone.  He stood, but Lucario turned to him.

“Riii,” Lucario whined.  The pokemon ground his still-growing erection against the hard wood.

Matt cleared his throat.  “You can uh, you know, finish things.  I'll be downstairs-”

Lucario's eyes snapped back to the screen, but he let out the most pathetic whimper Mat had ever heard.

Fuck.  Did Lucario not know-  Damnit.  His mind raced.  He couldn't-  But he couldn't leave his pokemon to suffer like that either.  Mat sunk back into the chair, somewhat numb.  Just once, for the sake of his companion, his best friend.  Damnit.

“You-”  Mat breathed, trying to figure what to say.  He scooted the chair closer to Lucario.  He couldn't make his voice louder than a hoarse whisper.  “You'll have to do this on your own from now on.”  He cringed at his own words.  “I'll show you just this once.”  He couldn't leave his pokemon with blue balls.  That would just be cruel, especially since this whole thing was his fault.  Here goes nothing.

Mat could feel the Heat radiating from his pokemon's fur, and this close, could smell the heavy scent of sex on the both of them.  His hand trembled, and he forced his eyes shut.  “Just trust me for a moment.”  Mat inhaled, and went for it.

He reached for Lucario's front.  The chair left him at the perfect height, and despite not being able to see, he could feel his pokemon's warm fur as his fingers reached for Lucario's groin.

The ticklish fur brushed his fingertips, and then he felt it.  Mat grasped Lucario's sheath.  It bulged, confirming that he hadn't seen everything Lucario had.  At his touch, Lucario grunted, and his hips jerked.

This whole thing could have been avoided if he'd just ignored the voice that had also somehow convinced him to “help” his pokemon.  If felt hot in his grasp.

Lucario groaned, his eyes fixed on the human couple, but his hips bucked at the new sensation.

Mat, on the other hand, froze.  What was he doing?  The bulge in his grasp still hid inside Lucario's shaft.  Mat gulped and gave his pokemon a gentle stroke.

This wasn't helping either of them.  The sooner he did this, the sooner it would be over.  Mat moved closer for a better angle, slightly to Lucario's side as the pokemon stood before the desk.  Mat moved his hand up and rubbed the exposed flesh of Lucario's cock.

It felt slick and hot, and his touch made Lucario let out a low growl before the pokemon thrust himself into Mat's grip.  Lucario thrust, using Mat's hand like a willing mate.  Pre smeared across Mat's palm, and Lucario grew to full size, knot popping free of it blue sheath.

Mat couldn't help but stare.  It's tapered tip dripped onto Mat's wrist, and he couldn't imagine how the bulging knot at the base worked with a female.

Lucario seemed perfectly happy to do most of the work, and Mat let his pokemon use his hand like a fuck toy.  The smooth flesh slid into his loose grip, now slicked by Lucario's slow stream of pre.

Lucario's cock must have been seven or eight inches, hips jerking frantically against Mat's helping hand.  Lucario's eyes never left the screen.  He growled again, his thrusts becoming erratic.

At least his pokemon didn't appear to last long, but Mat almost feared the finish.  Would Lucario even, well, did pokemon even cum?

He didn't have to wait long.  Lucario thrust violently into Mat's grasp, fingers wrapping tightly around the knotted base.

With a roar, Lucario's body locked up, and the warm length in Mat's hand twitched.  The pokemon grasped the edge of the desk as jet after jet of pearly cum arced into the air before landing across Mat's desk.

Mat watched his pokemon's release, a little jealous of the volume.  He held on until Lucario stopped shaking, and the pokemon's seed ran across the backs of Mat's fingers.

Lucario slumped to his knees, chin resting on the desk, careful to avoid his own mess.

What the fuck had he just done?  “I-I'll go get something to clean up with.”  He surveyed the fairly impressive mess, a puddle of white atop the desk's black surface.  Some of it remained on his hand and wrist.  “Next time, you're on your own though.”