The current story is a parody, using the next generation of trainers and characters. Set in an alternative universe, where the mysterious war happened during the time of the mainline. While still in Kanto, any character engaging in sexual acts are original characters or over the age of 18. Rederick/Red is the son of an unnamed trainer that perished in the war. While Bruce/Blue is the son of Gary Oak, who also perished in the war. Already established characters are here to set up new original OCs. Any and all human characters engaging in sexual acts are over the age of 18.
We do not own any licensed content, this is a Porn Parody story.
Future installments will contain male/male, this contains some human/Pokemon, and Pokemon/Pokemon sex.
Forward-
Mr. E- Sorry for the double forward on this one, but I feel like a few things need to be said. I understand this is not everyone's cup of tea, so please don't look at this and think I've gone off the deep end. A good friend of mine talked me into this one, so here we are. We changed a few things around to make OCs for this story. It's the hero's journey from the game, but I hope I changed enough to make it different. The Pokemon are more Monster Girls (Monster Musu) and we aren't going down the road of them being straight animals. They talk, have personalities, desires, etc. Look up Kinkymation for examples of what we tried to go with. I hope this captures your attention, please leave constructive comments and be sure to vote.
Mr. Bow- Hello, I talked Mr. E into doing this, so yeah it's my fault... I read a Pokemon story that was quite dark, but still sexy, and while not a bad story I like my fantasy worlds a little less "Grim Dark". We talked about it being a little more happy go-lucky, but still wanted our characters to have some real growth, and I hope we accomplish that. Mr. E was so gracious to allow this story on his profile and I didn't have to make a new profile to post this. So thanks again my bud! We edited this ourselves and it is probably still rough, so please be kind. But I hope you enjoy!
Rederick-
It was late, maybe midnight or so and I was still awake. Laying in bed, staring up at the ceiling, I couldn't sleep, my mind was too busy. I focused on my breathing, Dad always said breathing was the important part.
Never forget to breathe son, good, bad, ugly, always breathe.
I could still hear his voice in my head. Even after everything, he was still trying to protect me. A lot of people told me I looked like him, tall, jet black hair, skinny but with some muscle, I was meant to be a trainer. I summoned up images of what would happen tomorrow. I'd go to Oak's lab, receive my first Pokemon, and set out on my own, along with half a dozen other would-be trainers. My gear was packed, clothes laid out, potion at the ready. I doubt I could be more prepaRobin, now if I could only fall asleep.
I wondered which Pokemon I would pick. Oak was said to have a lot of rare ones. The humanoid-like monsters that appeared on the planet hundreds of years ago, and now they were everywhere. Some helping, some hurting, some just wished to be left alone. Trainers tame them for their own ends, mostly trying to help the world, but I'd heard stories of those using the monsters as tools. I never wanted to be like that, using other creatures for profit. I wanted to form a strong team, take on life's challenges. Be one of the few to hold the Champions Cup over their head. Dad had come close, getting eight badges, just before the war...
I shook the dark thoughts from my head, and tried to think of anything else. April Water's pert breasts came to my mind suddenly. I groaned out loud, as my arousal started to build. My mind was on her, the dark haired beauty, and one of my best friends. She was off to Trainer College in Saffron, I didn't test high enough to be allowed to attend. Which was fine with me, I got to start out this year, just after my nineteenth birthday, with the other trainers who were old enough but couldn't go to the college. April would be at school for the next two years. Of course she was sad to leave us, we were inseparable since our primary school years. April asked me to our secret base, crawling through the hollow log of a fallen tree and into the grove beyond. Originally she only wanted a few kisses, I was her crush after all. She confessed her feelings, and I was all too happy to be her first kiss, we were only a week apart in age. I thought it would be just that, but once we started, we just couldn't keep our hands off each other. Soon we were naked and my hard cock was buried inside her throat. We spent an hour just playing with each other for the last fifteen minutes or so before I came inside her. April's body was buried into my mind's eye, good, handful sized breasts, wide, soft hips, and a smooth, perfect pussy.
I was running my hand over my cock by now, contained in my shorts, and it was starting to feel good. I shifted slightly so I could free my hard member, April needed both hands to jerk me, I only needed one, but I did wish it was her hands on me, or Jacob's, my other best friend. Jacob lived a couple of houses down, we had gone to school together for our whole lives. He was about my height, and shape, but a light brown for hair. We started watching some late night TV together, a few weeks ago. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but soon we both stopped caring. At first we'd just reach into our shorts or pants and work ourselves over. It didn't take long before we started hanging out pretty much every night and masturbating together. One night I got brave enough and just pulled out my member, Jacob confessed he wanted to be out too, and pulled down his pants.
I couldn't help but look, I mean we'd seen each other naked before, but this was different. Both of us hard, stroking ourselves, I alternated watching the porn on TV, and watching Jacob move his hand up and down his cock. We tried to time our orgasms together, and it was difficult for me. It was so, erotic, to be out in the open, and I caught him looking at me a few times. I told him I couldn't wait, and came hard, moaning like a fool. Jacob was just seconds behind me, it felt like we came forever, but I sure it was just a couple of minutes. Afterwards we knew we crossed a line, but neither of us felt like it was a bad thing. That became the norm, until a couple of nights ago. His Mom worked the night shift at Oak's lab, so we had the house to ourselves as usual. Just hanging out until the spicy TV programs came on. Once they did, we didn't even pretend like we were going to do anything else, as we both opened our pants. Jacob said we should just be naked, not like it wasn't a problem anymore, and I couldn't argue with that thought. Naked on his couch, we both became hard at the same time, and I felt myself get more aroused watching his cock get hard, and we hadn't even touched ourselves yet.
I couldn't help myself, and reached down just to grip my hard shaft. A wave of relief, mixed with lust hit me and I groaned. Jacob looked over at me and went to grab his prick too. I knew this was probably the last time we would get a chance to do this and I felt myself get bold. Jacob 's attention was on the screen, and shifted to get a little closer, I mean the couch wasn't that big to start with. So it was more of a lean, then anything, but I reached over and grabbed his left hand with mine, stopping him from stroking as he was left handed, putting his hand on my cock and grabbing his at the same time. We looked at each other waiting for something to happen, I admired how he felt in my hand. Hard, but soft, veiny, but smooth, and so hot. I moved first, giving him a few tentative strokes, being careful, but firm. Jacob waited for a moment that felt like a year before he started stroking me too. We stayed like for a while, just playing with each other, and I was enjoying how he felt in my hand. Jacob moved closer, so our legs were touching, and the skin on skin contact sent chills up my spine. We both were huffing and panting, it felt incredible playing with him and Jacob playing with me. I can't tell which I liked more, I was leaking precum like crazy, Jacob was getting pretty slippery too. We would run the palms of our hands over the other's cock head, collect the precum and keep stroking.
The TV was all but forgotten as we watched each other, this was new territory for both us, but it felt incredible. Both of us grunting as we wanted to get the other off, I started messaging the underside of his cock head and he moaned loudly. When he started to do the same to me, I actually leaned back, and gasped, I hadn't had that much pleasure from just a hand on my dick before. We kept pumping and playing, when I was feeling close I looked up at my friend. Our eyes met at the same time, and I rushed forward to kiss him. Jacob didn't try to move away, he shoved his tongue in mouth and we both moaned into each other and started cumming together. I swore I saw stars, between his hand, lips, and tongue. Once we were finished we just sat that, both covered in our own mess, we didn't need to speak.
I groaned quietly as I played with myself. At the moment, I will admit, I didn't care who would volunteer to play with me, but I wanted someone to.
Both at the same time could be fun,
I thought, feeling my veining shaft. I knew I was good size, and decently thick, and April did not complain when I was inside her. I pumped away, thinking about making love to her in the middle of the grove. Her moaning my name, and the sound of my slapping balls against her. Then Jacob popped into my head, his mouth on mine, his tongue pushing into my mouth. Both of us stroked each other. Then April between us, sucking us one at a time, then finding a way to shove both our cocks in her mouth before we took turns inside her. Picturing her cumming on my cock, with Jacob 's dick in my mouth.
"Uh, huh, oh," I moaned quietly. I shuddered from pleasing myself, firing my cum in the air before it hit my hand and cock. I was out of breath as I lay in my bed, letting the bliss wash over me. I quickly passed out after my orgasm, finally getting some sleep, dreaming of my future adventures...
Beep! Beep! Beep!
My alarm clock rang out, I rolled over to turn it off. I forgot for a moment what I was doing. When it hit me, I was a whirlwind of activity, showering quickly, dressing and grabbing a quick breakfast before I left. Or tried to leave, Mom was waiting for me. Tall, long auburn hair, in her blouse and jeans. Tears at the corner of her eyes, I knew what she was thinking. Hells, I was thinking the same thing too.
"I'll see you again Mom," I told her.
"You just grew up so much, and your father... he'd be so proud of you," she replied, wiping her eyes.
"Thanks Mom, I will do my very best," I told her as we hugged.
"You
will
be the best," she replied. After some more crying and promising to call home often I head to the lab. It was just a couple of houses away, and I could see there was a good sized group of people there. Actually a lot more people than I would have expected. Mom wouldn't come to see me off, it was too painful for her and I understood, but other people in town were there, but there were still a lot of people, maybe around fifty. I couldn't spot Jacob in the crowd, and also had to figure out where the other trainers were. I was pushing my way through, trying to get in line with the others and saw the reason for the crowd, unfortunately he saw me first.
"Hey loser," the sind asshole called out to me, causing the immediate onlookers to turn to me.
"Bruce ," I grimaced at him. A little bit shorter than me, auburn hair, in some stupid spiky cut, a streak of florence dark blue running through, large bluish shirt over jeans.
"I go by Blue now, got a cool nickname at school," he rubbed in my face. Bruce, or Blue, or whatever he wanted to be called, was sent to Trainer College two years early. Everyone claimed it was because he graduated early, but Jacob and I were sure he got through just because he was Professor Oak's great grandson. Of course growing up in a town of less than four hundred people and their being like twenty or so kids the same age could only mean that we were rivals, one that Bruce took very seriously. "Still dressing like an outcast huh?"
I gritted my teeth, I was wearing my Dad's clothes. His old red cap, the one he got as a kid from the Champion who won the first year he attended the tournament. My standard trainer vest, lots of pockets with the Moltres patch I sewed on the back myself. With a simple shirt and jeans combo. I balled up my fist to throw a punch, but the doors to the lab burst open before I could do anything. Professor Oak came strolling out, the older man in his trademark lab coat and loafers, pens in the pocket on his shirt, and a big smile on his face. There was cheering from the gathered crowd as his assistants pushed the throng of people back so the trainers could be in front.
"Well I see it's that time of year again, when the next group of trainers go out into the world and make their mark," he spoke loudly but softly at the same time, the way wise old people spoke in books and movies. "This year is special though, as both the treasured sons of Pallet Town begin their quests."
Both?
