Dylans Discovery

The sun was setting and giving off golden rays, flooding the meadow two trainers were camping in a peaceful glow, which somewhat contradicted the conversation topic of a talk between two boys.

"I'm just saying..." one of them, Dylan, held up his hands in a placating manner, but the expression on his face was showcasing a stubborn twist to his lips.

The other, his friend George, huffed and crossed his arms. "If she's not interested anymore, growing more insistent is just going to work against you man. They just lose interest sometimes, find yourself another cock-sleeve. Problem solved."

"George-y, you don't have nearly enough experience to lecture me," Dylan scowled, but he couldn't help but sag forward, knowing his friend wasn't wrong.

His girlfriend Kat, which was short for Katherine, had recently told him she wanted to put their relationship on ice. Had even called it a 'short break' to get her priorities straight as she was debating what path to take in life, since she recently got an offer to become a Furrisode Girl at the Laverre Gym.

Apparently, gym leader Valerie had recognized some sort of aptitude in Kathrine for that sort of thing during one of Kat's latest contests, but Dylan couldn't make sense of the reason for Kat's

sudden

hype. It happened from one day to the next, like she had been color blind and could suddenly see every color with clarity. It had gone from debating the pros and cons with Dylan for a week to gushing over everything related to the gym leader and Furrisode trainers. Like a switch had been flipped. Ever since then, her affection and tenderness were gone. Extinguished, together with her libido. Honestly, Dylan had once or twice thought he was fucking a doll after she had what he called her 'revelation'.

He should have expected the next step would be a breakup, and that was exactly what they were doing. It definitely wasn't just a break, some short pause. Kat was just too hesitant to break up with him. A whole year of travelling together, getting to know what their kinks were, gone. Gone down the drain.

At first it was the casual fling trainers just had on their journey, multiple ones even. It was normal for a travelling trainer to pair up with someone to travel together, and it wasn't unexpected if a fling happened between the travel buddies turned fuck buddies.

But a month turned into multiple months and before long, a year passed by.

A whole year of that tight cunt swallowing up his member eagerly, the tightness always welcoming him home. A wonderful year full of tits shoved up in his face, nipples hard and ready for fervent worshipping.

His pants suddenly grew tight and he shifted so the bulge wouldn't be noticed. He didn't want his redheaded friend to see his hard-on.

Dylan really should have known it wouldn't last. Katherine just wasn't the sort to keep fucking some flings, doing casual one-night stands and threesomes. She was a girl that wanted stability and Valerie had offered a steady job, meaning a steady income and something to hold her in Laverre.

"So? Have you pulled your head out of your ass?" George's voice brought him back to the present.

He glared at his longtime friend, whom he had contacted a few days ago after the breakup since he wasn't used to being alone and had needed company, even if it wouldn't include casually fucking their way through every region. "Shut up, asshole."

George opened his mouth to likely throw back some smartass insult, when he got interrupted by purring pants and growls. The two trainers grew silent and once they listened more attentively, realized what they were hearing. It was the sound of pokemons mating. Dylan's Espeon was in heat and his other pokemon, which was actually his sister's Sylveon, had been thirsting for the psychic-type for a while now, but Espeon had always paired up with random wild pokemon or preferably Kat's own Sylveon.

Now, Dylan couldn't help but lament over how even his own

pokemon

got more action than he did.

After a year of taking for granted Katherine's willingness to fuck wherever whenever either of them felt the urge, he might have grown accustomed to always getting his needs fulfilled the moment he felt the

itch

.

But now he only had his hands to satisfy himself since he and Kat broke up.

George cleared his throat, his eyes glued to the forest, somewhere around where the sounds were coming from. "Hey Dylan, have you ever like, um, tried it with your pokemon?"

"Tried what?"

What came out of George's mouth next had him speechless.

"I meant, it, like you know,

it

, sex with your pokemon," his friend's voice lowered in volume by the end, cheeks turning pink in shame and Dylan suddenly grew uncomfortable at the way George's eyes wavered with shame when Dylan couldn't respond to his question.

"D-Did

you

?"

It felt like a taboo theme. Trainers didn't talk much about sexual relations with their own pokemon. Though it wasn't common, it also wasn't really taboo. Having sex with pokemon wasn't illegal, since pokemon were sentient and intelligent, as well as dangerous enough that if they didn't want to fuck their trainer or some other human, they would defend themselves and far better than a human could defend themselves.

Dylan, although he hadn't ever wondered enough about pokesex, knew pokeporn existed and had once caught his sister talking about it with her friends.

Pokephiliac existed and while he might have thought they weren't common, Dylan suddenly suspected it might just be more common than he had initially realized. Especially since pokemon were bigger in numbers than humans meaning there was a bigger pool to pick from, were more willing while in heat and pokemon wouldn't be terribly picky about their human sex partners in comparison to two people, since one could be the others type but the attraction wasn't necessarily mutual. And human females were sometimes hard to deal with, Dylan knew from experience. It likely just wasn't talked about as much because it felt embarrassing to out their sexual preferences.

Or maybe Dylan never paid much attention to that sort of thing and was now opening his eyes to something he could have noticed if he hadn't been as enamored by Kat as he had been up until recently.

"I, um," George started while his cheeks grew even more flushed, the blush managing to grow to his ears. "Oh, screw it. Yeah. Yes, I've had sex with pokemon. I'm a pokephiliac, it's not like it's illegal." George's eyes strayed in the direction of those animalistic moans and groans again before he turned back to Dylan.

"Whoa man, calm down," Dylan brought up his hands the same way George had done just moments before. "I'm not judging." His friend's face showed his skepticism and Dylan sighed. "I mean it, dude. You're free to do it with whomever you want, if they're willing. Didn't we just talk about me being too insistent on reigniting my fling with Kat when she's obviously not interested?" and once he got that out, Dylan could feel the sting of his own words but he braved it. "Sometimes girls aren't as available as we'd need them to be." Which really was true, now that he pointed it out. A trainer would always have pokemon on hand.

George watched him like a scientist waiting for an experiment to go wrong, but Dylan

was

sincere. Wary. But once the redhead saw he was serious, George sagged back and a smile grew on his face.

"Well, I never really liked

girls

. Pussies, sure. But pokemon are just so much easier to live with, they don't really grow all jealous or think you're cheating on them, even when you fuck another pokemon right next to them. They're simply easier to love, you know?" George said with relief obvious in his tone. His smile warped into a smirk and he nodded his head in the direction of the forest. "And pokemon? Man, they can fuck. My Jynx has monstrous stamina, she's such a minx, you should see her going at it. And those velvety lips, Arceus," George groaned, losing himself in a fantasy that likely contained his Jynx. Dylan's mouth dried up and he licked his lips with nerves. Was it getting hotter? He quickly pulled at his collar while his friend continued to describe his sexual experience with his pokemon and surprisingly, Dylan wasn't disgusted. Truthfully, he was feeling the need to shift to better hide the hard-on that had gotten worse with his friend's words.

"Man, and you know the other benefit? She can use her psychic abilities on me in

that

way. There are so many more things you can do with them. One woman got whipped by a Bulbasaur's vines and then it stuffed all those vines in all of her holes at the same time."

Luckily George's eyes opened back up when Dylan's hands had just returned away from his pelvic area, where he's been 'resting' them to scratch an itch.

He needed Kat. Or just to relieve his sudden need, which George triggered even more with his talk about fucking pokemon. Dylan felt a bit shocked he found fucking pokemon not at all revolting, found it appealing even. He couldn't help but imagine himself in George's place, his dick all the way to his nuts buried in Jynx's velvety depths, hammering into her while bearing the pleasant chill of her ice-typing.

"Sorry, if I got too detailed," his friend sheepishly scratched his neck.

"How did you find out you preferred pokemon over people?"

George got a pensive look before shrugging. "I think it was always there at the back of my mind. I mean, once I first rubbed up against Jynx and couldn't help getting the idea of fucking her senseless off my mind it was obvious. Especially when I thought back to all the questionable porn I watched and felt more attracted to a PokeCenter's Audino than the nurses

in skirts

."

Dylan felt like the idea of fucking a pokemon really did stick with trainers once they first got it, because later when the two went to bed each in their own tent, Espeon's presence was stirring up more than just peaceful feelings and he could feel something more than just

feelings

stirring too.

His eyes opened and he met his psychic-type's eyes, knowing she could sense what he was experiencing because of their psychic bond, which was normal for psychic-typed pokemon.

He felt very conflicted that he was far from feeling soothed near her. His boxers were uncomfortably holding him in and he just wanted to relieve the itch with Kat had usually

scratched

, but his brain was telling him conflicting things. He needed relief and would gladly be helped by Espeon, but he also didn't want to. He felt as if he was taking advantage, even if he knew Espeon might not reject him.

Still.

He felt the absolute need to ease himself. Possibly into a tight, hot cunt-

His dick throbbed painfully, blood flowing through it so much because of his perversion of his bond with

Espeon

of all possibilities.

A mewl quickly grabbed his attention and he swallowed when he was presented with Espeon's wiggling ass, particularly capturing was her glistering snatch. She was dripping with her honey. Any thoughts of just getting out of the tent to rub one off flew out of the metaphorical window as he stared at the inviting midnight snatch.

It was all the invitation he needed as some primal, deprived part of him roared in victory as he scrambled from underneath the blanket, whipped his member through the slit in his boxers and kneed in front of Espeon.

She was staring at him and he felt she needed him as much as he needed her.

He rammed his dick home.

What a wonderful welcome he experienced in that second, their psychic bond making him feel her own desire, mewling and panting in time with his grunts and moans. His dick was exploring her insides and he wondered how could he have possibly thought of not fucking Espeon.

And it was fucking.

It was no sweet lovemaking with fluttering kisses, soft touches and whispered sweet nothings.

He was shoving his prick nut deep in such a fast-paced rhythm like he was an eager greenhorn with no experience of foreplay. It was animalistic and he relished every thrust, every fervent mewl he coaxed out of Espeon with his movements. She was a silky heaven he would soon eat out too, he wished to taste her on his lips.

His hips moved in time with hers and his gaze met her glowing one, white irises shining as did the red gem on her forehead.

He could feel the tightening in his balls and their bond told him his minx of an Espeon was closing in on a sweet release. She was desperately milking him for it. Dylan couldn't help the groan mixing with a moan that tore from his throat as he rammed his pecker into her depths and shot his cum inside just as she exploded and writhed underneath him.

He panted as he shuffled backwards to admire his work. Her tail swished and he was greeted with her slit, which was slowly releasing his white jizz. Her eyes met his and he licked his lips when he felt their bond quake with yearning.

Scurrying back to her, he lowered his head without a second thought to her twat to taste the flavor of their coupling. She wiggled her butt and one of his hands shot out to hold her still while his other wandered to find her clit. As his tongue lapped at her, darting to catch his own semen mixing with her pussy juices, his fingers massaged her clit in a circular motion and the raw wail of pleasure coming from her throat and the feeling that shot through their bond had him completely ready again, his dick fully prepared for another round with Espeon.

First though, he would pleasure the minx in front of him. To see someone turned into a writhing mass of pleasure was very satisfying to watch.

His tongue licked, teased his way into her folds before two fingers joined to explore her depths. Pants and whines filled the silence although he thought the wet sounds of him exploring her twat and the wet suction noises when his fingers were eagerly welcomed back as he pumped them in and out of her sounded like they were very loud too.

She was grinding back into his face, quickly turning frantic and he knew Espeon was close to release and got even more into it.

Juices splattered his face as he coaxed a powerful orgasm out of her.

She was left shaking but he could feel the bliss washing over him because of their bond and as he licked his lips to keep tasting her, the wish to pump more of his spunk into her womb exponentially rose as he took her in her full post-orgasmic glory.

He tugged on her tail, not too strongly, and she surprisingly let out a keen which had more of his blood rush to his groin, making him painfully stiff. What he had thought would grab her attention gave him ideas for the future.

Shuddering, he took in a breath and grabbed her body, her fur sleek and pleasant to the touch. The sensation of her fur brushing against his skin was stimulating him so much that it had his member pulsate painfully for her to take him in again. His cock was standing at attention, ready and eager as he brough her down on it, spearing her with his dick rammed straight into her depths, going all the way to in with a slick sound which has him groan in gratification.

Espeon mewled and her paws came to rest on his shoulders as she was propped up in his lap as he sat there, ready to pump her full of his semen.

Their gazes clashed and he took it as a sign to continue. He pushed her up his stiff shaft, reminding him of a cock-sleeve for a second, then as she barely still had his head in, he brought her back down with vigor, which caused her to whimper in delight. Grunting as her claws slightly sunk into his shoulders, the pain was minimal and stimulating. It was actually a turn-on of Dylan.

The trainer started pushing, pumping in and out of her with force. Dylan's hips were vigorously moving, meeting Espeon's with smacks that rocketed around the tent. He could feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm just waiting to explode from him.

Espeon felt just so good on his dick, he could feel her depths constricting his erect member with far more strength than before and by her shuddering as she dug his claws in some more, she was climaxing again. His lips bared a grin as he pumped into her, and Espeon who was in pure ecstasy was riding him back with just as much force, trying to prolong her orgasm.

He lifted Espeon up his pulsating cock, almost pulling her off before he powerfully pushed her hips down to bring her back down, coaxing a very loud mewl and pushing him over the edge. His balls tightened and his climax tore through his hips, the tip of his dick stinging as he released wave after wave of his human jizz inside of her. Espeon bit down on his shoulder and the pain mixed so well with the pleasure he brought his hips back and then met hers again with finality.

Falling back on the blanket, he heaved a breath as Espeon fell on top, her flooded cunt still speared on him. He could feel his cum leaking out of her and dripping onto him, but he couldn't find the will to move for a minute.

Dylan had really done it.

Fucked his own pokemon. Twice. Brought Espeon to climax thrice and it only filled him with a wonderful feeling.

So wonderful in fact, he felt no ounce of shame and he could only marvel at the gift George had given him with their earlier conversation. Pokesex was the best thing ever. He was glad he hadn't judged George for his preferences, because he hated being a hypocrite.

Espeon was such a great fuck, it made him wonder how great Jynx was. Were there call pokemon available like there existed call girls? Did they fuck pokemon at daycares? Could he fuck his other pokemon? Espeon wasn't the only female out of the pokemon he had, though Dylan was not eager to have sex with his Cacturne. His Delphox, Leavanny and some other who were at Dylan's home though...

The sensation of a tongue licking his neck and shoulder brought him back to the present and he realized it was Espeon licking the wounds she inflicted upon him.

Her wiggling, the licks of her tongue and the sensation of her furred body rubbing up against his was energizing and he felt his member stiffen and rub up against Espeon's leaking slit. She must have slipped off while he was contemplating fucking pokemon.

Groaning, he let her lick him, liking the sensation of her rough tongue dancing over his skin, especially over his neck where her hot breaths hit him right in his ear and only added to the pure desire coursing through him and settling in his groin.

Espeon's dripping cunt was grinding against his rod while she was pampering him with erotic licks. One of his hands gripped his once again stiff member to line it up with her before he tipped it into her wet entrance while his other hand wandered to her tail. Tugging on it, he immediately felt her pussy tighten on the tip of his dick just as she dug her fangs into his shoulder. Dylan knew he would lose interest in teasing her after a while because it was going to be impossible to hold himself back for long.

He continued to lightly tug on her tail while pushing himself at an excruciatingly slow pace further into her drenched folds. Espeon was panting and nibbling at his shoulder, sometimes biting him with a bit of force, enough to draw blood, but he felt nothing more than pleasure.

Before long, his whole length was inside and he started to move her up and down, his hips also rotating a bit as she slid over his hard cock, all the while tugging on her tail, once or twice his other hand scratching behind her ears.

Then he started to hammer into her with all his might, quickly bringing both of them close to the edge.

Dylan immediately stopped and Espeon released a disappointed, and honestly it also sounded quite needy, sound from her mouth and he grinned as she started to pump him for his cum all by herself. After a while he took pity on her, knowing he himself couldn't resist her insistent rocking back and forth any longer. Ramming himself back into her cunt with fervor, the two worked themselves back up to the edge and he immediately tugged harder on her tail, causing her cry to mix with her mewl as she climaxed, bringing intense pleasure to his member still deep inside of her as her walls constricted and throbbed around his pecker. His entire body felt the tension gathering in his groin, his balls tightened and with a final rocketing into her hole, he came hard, painting her insides once again with his seed.