Your shoulders are slouched from carrying the grocery bags all the way up the stairs, but eventually you reach your place, number 417. After a brief fumble with the keys, you slip inside, dropping your keys on the table. The clattering of metal alerts your Torracat. His face lights up the moment he sees you, hopping up with a slip on the wood floor. "Ah, hey Anon!" The oversized firecat call out, rushing to greet you at the door. "I missed you!" He purrs, voicebox humming as he rubs his head against your leg.

"Hey buddy, you look like you've had a stressful day," You tease. If your hands weren't full from the groceries, you would be rubbing his ear between your fingers.

The omission of the traditional rub quickly dawns on him, the realization of your full hands hitting him all at once. "Hey let me help with that!" Torracat calls out, standing up on his back feet. You could do it on your own, but he's too eager to help so you might as well oblige him. He places his front paws below the bag and takes the plastic handle in his mouth, hooking it behind his lower fangs. "Goot iht" he mutters. With your now free hand, you grip his ear between your thumb and pointer knuckle and make your pokemon purr.

With your Torracat, you have the groceries put away in no time. He isn't much for battling like some other pokemon are, but more like a housemate, someone to hang out with. With your stuff done for the day, you collapse on the couch and pull out your phone. Torracat joins you, laying upside down with his head on your lap. "TV?" He asks, prompting you to turn on the tube. Sometimes he asks for specific channels, but for now the background noise is good enough for him.

It was hard for you to get comfortable, with Torracat wiggling all around. At first you tried to ignore him, but your patience wasn't deep. "Hey what's up?" You ask forcefully to the poke, looking down at him. His shoulders were bouncing back and forth, face looking very focused. Your eyes trailed down his arms, and saw why he was moving so much; Torracat was playing with his balls. "You got an itch or something? Can't you itch quicker?"

"Oh, I'm not itching Anon, I'm trying to play with my balls," Your Torracat replies, matter of factly. You drop your phone in shock, nearly hitting his head.

"What."

"I don't know exactly what it's called. That thing you do in your room, where you play with your balls. It feels nice." You blink in shock. Torracat's been watching you jerk off? That's… That's weird. You had explained to him that he should always knock before opening any door, and you figured he would listen to that rule.

"Crap, I'm sorry, didn't mean to make you see that."

"Make? Oh, no Anon, I really like watching you do that with yourself, you do it enough that I figured you liked it a lot!" Your face is deep red now, just like Torracat's. Except he's content, rubbing his balls right in front of you. No shame, just having fun with him self… Damn, he looks cute when he plays with his balls…

You watch your pokemon as he rubs his genitals, eyes closed in bliss. He was so content, surely he wouldn't mind if you just… started to stroke his head. He made a little noise when you stroked  his head, but, didn't seem phased by it. You continued to stroke him for a few moments, watching over your pokemon as he played with himself, until you saw something. From his sheath, his cock was starting to emerge! You instantly stopped rubbing his head, and this made Torracat open his eyes.

"Oh, sorry Anon, I just remembered, normally when you do this, you go to your room to be alone. Would it be better if I go to my room while I do this?"

"N-No, not at all," You reply. You were having too much fun watching your pokemon pleasure himself. You adjusted the crotch of your pants, fixing your erection. Damn, good thing you were wearing boxer briefs today, they were pulling overtime keeping your dick in place. "In fact, do you want to sit up? I can support you while you-" You heasitate, trying to find the best word, "have fun."

"Sure! Thanks Anon!" The large feline rolls over and gets right next to you, leaning his hot body against you. Before he starts to play with himself, he gives you a gentle lick on the side of your cheek, a simple 'thanks.' Your cock is straining in your jeans, begging to be let out. Torracat has watched you jerk off before, and he was openly playing with himself now. Why should he be the only one having fun?

Despite your best judgement, you manage to raise your voice. "Hey, Torracat…" you got this far, just need to push through your nerves! "Do you mind," Every word is coming out manually, "if I," just a little bit more, "join you?" Yes! You managed to get it out! Now, you just need to hope that your request isn't too much for your rommante.

"Join me?" He asks, cocking his head to the side. "Oh! Join me in playing with yourself! Yeah, go ahead!" He exclaims, a little louder than you'd hope he'd say that. But, awkwardness aside, you were in.

You've been hard for a while now, and your arousal finally overtook your nerves! You unbutton and unzip your jeans, and see your boxerbriefs for the first time since this whole thing started. Damn, you've been leaking more pre cum than you expected. Best to just do this in one go, you think as you stand up, and push your pants down past your knees. You step completely free from your bottoms and sit your bare ass down on the couch next to Torracat.

"Wow," He says. You look over and see him staring at your hard cock. "You look awesome! Why do you even wear pants indoors?" He asks. Before you could deliver a non answer explanation Torracat's paws are on your cock, the warm mitts gliding smoothly over your shaft. You yelp lightly involuntarily. He was… He was touching your boner! And by the cute look on his face, he liked it! Oh please oh please, you thought to yourself, don't stop now! "Heh, you look like you're having fun," You ask, feigning confidence. He nods his head, smiling as he stroked you. All the while, your eyes were watching his cock and balls, the soft furry things bouncing right in your sight.

You swallow the saliva in your mouth. Torracat was so eager, so happy to play with you, initiating everything. Surely he wouldn't mind if you returned the favor. You slip your arm behind his back, the heat of his fur highlighting just what you were doing. A little bit lower, and you were finally level with it. His cock and balls. Torracat was preoccupied bouncing your boner around in his paws, not even noticing what you were doing. Without alerting the pokemon, you placed your hand firmly on his sheath.

"Heh… Oh wow Anon…" Your Torracat stuttered, "I was wondering if you were going to play with me also." It felt so forign to you, feeling his penis! For starters, it was a sheath, basically a furry tube that hid his boner. And second, it was very warm! Every inch of Torracat was warm, but between his legs he was like a furnace! He stopped playing with your cock and just waited, letting you take control of the situation.

You repositioned yourself so you were leaning against the arm of the couch and you spread your legs, surrounding the pokemon. You tossed your shirt off to the side before leaning him against your body. Torracat rubbed the side of his face against your chest, purring deeply as you stroked his sheath, coaxing his cock out.

"Mmmmmmmm…" Torracat purred, looking up at you. "This feels wonderful, Anon," He exclaimed.

 "Yeah." You lifted Torracat's rear for a moment, freeing your own dick and letting it stand up between Torracat's legs. With that now free, you started to stroke both of your cocks. You are more gentle with Torracat's cock, not knowing his limits.