Heat from the sun's rays only seemed to intensify with each step, I knew today was going to be a hot, but this felt ridiculous. The heat was so bad, that only my Lopunny, Sam, wanted to tolerate it with me, my other Pokémon were safely in their balls, holstered across my belt. Still, heat or no, it wouldn't stop us from getting to our next town, where a new gym awaited. And from the looks of things, it wouldn't stop numerous other with us either. Out of all the routes my team and I had been on, this one was by far the most populated, with trainers walking on their own, large groups chatting together, and everything in between. Many, like me, also had a Pokémon or two out with them for company.

I looked to Sam, he didn't bothered by, but for all I knew, he could just be putting on a tough face. He had, albeit light, fur covering most of his body, arguably just as thick as my shirt, which was beginning to become soaked in sweat. I decided then, unable to stand the heat for any longer, to follow the lead of numerous other trainers on this route, and remove my shirt. That was something I usually never did, but seeing that a lot of fellow trainers of varies body types do the same, I didn't feel all that embarrassed or out of place exposing my thin figure.

It did however, seem to bother Sam, who flicked his eyes to me, before quickly flicking them back forward, his face turning red. I smirked, feeling a warmth well within me that I was loved by someone like him. I always admired his figure, one that balanced sleek, effeminate curves with a muscular frame. He wasn't rail thin like I was, but not too bulky either. With a loving and patient personality to match, it was just one of the many things of Sam that made me love him.

As our walked continued, while Sam continued to seem uncomfortable with something, as were a few fellow trainers that passed us. I followed their gazes, noticing their faces ranged from slight contortions of disgust to shock, and found that Sam had grown excited. Looking up at him, I saw his eyes were on me, his blush having grown bigger.

I gave him a comforting smile, "I get it," I whispered to him, taking his hand in mine, "So many shirtless guys around, it's fine."

Sam seemed to relax a little at that, "Well, to be fair, I only really got excited when you removed your shirt," he whispered back.

I chuckled, "Okay Romeo," I gripped his hand a bit tighter, tracing my thumb over the top of his hand, "then how about I take care of it?"

Sam's face grew redder, his smile growing as his own grip tightened, "We'd have to go someplace a bit more private, I'd want us to take our time."

I nodded, and we slowly split from the stream of trainers and made our way into the forest off the beaten path. There were trainers here still, searching for Pokémon of finding space to battle, so we went deeper. While the growing shade provided sanctuary from the sun's merciless heat, neither of us cooled down as our hearts began to pound in anticipation. The sounds of the chattering on the route were the first to go, then the trainers battling, and soon even the soft searching from other trainers left. Judging from the lack of such noise, I had felt we had finally gained the privacy we desired, or maybe that was just my heart pounding in my ears.

Still, Sam seemed satisfied, after looking around and twitching his ears, he leaned with his back against a tree and I approached. I came in for a kiss, only to be quickly pulled in and embrace. Our bodies and lips pressed up against each other, as did Sam's bulge against my jeans. I felt chills as his hands traced down my back, and felt the fur on his arms stick up as I did the same. Moving my hands from his back, I held his hips for a bit while planting kisses on his neck, until I slowly moved my hands up his shirt. That's when he gently pushed me away however, and pulled of his shirt.

"I thought you wanted to take your time." I said smiling, gazing at his body.

With his hand, he lifted my chin to face him, the look in eyes was one of pure love. "You're not the only one who's hot." He said with a smile, before pulling me close once more and kissing my neck.

My hands went back down to his hips as we simply swayed and kissed. I'd occasionally cup his bulge, the first time causing a jump which made us both laugh. It was when he undid his belt and pull down his pants, that I took that as my cue. Slowly starting from the neck and making my way down, I kissed his body, with my hands tracing the waist line of his underwear, teasingly just barely putting my hands inside. When I made it down there, crouched, his bulge was far more prominent against the loose fitting clothing, and pulled down his underwear.

I underestimated his excitement. Not only was he fully erect, but I could see some pre-cum dribbling out. I felt proud of myself, getting him this excited, and wasted no time as I put my hand around his shaft and gently wrapped my lips around it. As my tongue traced his member, I was expecting him to moan, or at least place a hand on my head. Looking up in confusion, he was looking away, his face looking uncomfortable. I immediately stopped.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Feeling that my mouth was off his cock, the look of discomfort faded, but he gave me a disappointed look that made my stomach drop. "Did I screw up? Was I going to fast?" I asked, trying to hide my nervousness.

He shook his head, a light smile formed on his face he crouched to my level, "No, honey. But remember when I said I wanted us to take our time?"

I tilted my head in confusion, "So I was going to fast?"

Sam chuckled, "Thomas, I don't want this to be some blow job quickie." He gently pushed me down and crawled on top of me, "I want you to be a part of this too."

I couldn't help but tense up, as I knew what he meant with that.

"Thomas." Sam's voice was gentle but stern, "You won't hurt me, and you didn't hurt me last time either."

"But-"

"The only butt you should be thinking about is mine." He said with a smirk, "And don't think you owe me, or anything stupid like that. You're my romantic partner, not a business partner. Leave the nonromantic butt-fucking to the gym leaders."

Sam leaned down and began kissing me, his hands traced my chest as he grinded against me. I soon undid my belt and removed my pants, revealing my own excitement, which seemed to please Sam. Kissing me one last time, I felt one of his hands go down my boxer and massage my member. I couldn't help but let out a moan as he did this. He then kissed my neck, his hand continuing to massage me. Between that and his member brushing my leg, I couldn't take the anticipation for long and embrace him in a passionate kiss as we grinded against one another. As we parted, Sam smiled, and without another word stood up and put his back to me. Placing his hands on the tree, he stuck his rear out to me before looking over his shoulder.

I got up and approached him, reaching into my backpack and pulling out the lube before applying some to myself. I gave some to him and he quickly did the same before reassuming his original position. Despite making it so far, I still hesitated as I neared his entrance as nerves began to overtake me. That's when he moved one his hands and placed over one of mine that was on his hips.

"Thomas, do you know what I felt when we made love the first time?" Sam asked.

My throat was too dry to answer, but Sam didn't need a response from me. He slowly backed his entrance to my cock, and I was surprised how easy it began to fit in.

"I felt love." Sam said after a slight moan. "I felt like we were one, I felt like I could trust you with anything, I felt more pleasure then than I ever had before." He looked over his shoulder to me, his eyes gazing into mine, "Please Thomas, don't be afraid. Help me feel all those wonderful things again."

As Sam moved his hips, the familiar pleasurable sensations began to vibrate through my body, and I began moving my own hips. Each collision earned a moan from Sam and while I started out quiet, I soon began to breathe heavy as I felt myself getting close. My head was beginning to feel light and my hearing dull, and my body became very sensitive as I became apparent of the sweat pooling down my body and the heat that surrounded my member.

Sam's grip suddenly tightened as his moans reached my ears, I wanted him to cum first, but couldn't stop myself. I thrusted harder, eager to release the pressure building up within me, and much to my relief it soon did. Vision blurred as my eyes rolled upwards, filling Sam's ass with my cum, and as I did I leaned against him on shaky legs, moaning in his ear. That seemed to be enough for Sam too. His grip somehow tightened even more, as he bent over and let out a moan of his own. I looked over his shoulder just in time to see his twitching cock shoot his cum on the tree. It was only when it began dribbling out that I knew he was spent.

I pulled out, my legs still shaking, and I could see his were as well. We both sat down, bare on the cool grass and caught our breath, Sam holding me close, his head resting on my shoulder. Despite the tired but joyous sensation on his face, I still asked a rather stupid question.

"Are you okay?"

He opened his eyes, "Couldn't be better. What, you think because it didn't hurt the first time it would hurt the second time?"

"You know how I feel about it." I say.

"Well, we'll just have to fuck that thought out of you." Sam said with a chuckle, "Seriously though, I loved that more than all the blow jobs and hand jobs you gave to be before we decided to have sex. I know you loved me just as much with those, but this sort of intimacy can't be found with that."

He embraced me and I embraced him back. I soon became aware of the sudden chill the shade provided us, and hurriedly put on my clothes with Sam following suit. Hand in hand, we exited the forest back on a now slightly less populated route and resumed our journey. None questioned or even gave a passing glace to the human and male Lopunny who emerged from the woods, both looking content with themselves and each other.