Forcing The Hand

Hi all! This is my very first fanfic, please read the disclaimer first and comment on the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Pokémon series or characters; I do not encourage rape in real life and do not encourage molestation or paedophilia (sexual attraction to children) even if it is in my stories. That is where is should be staying-in stories, it should not be in real life.

Right off the bat there is molestation and semi-rape, the story will be yaoi-if you do not like such things, then please, do not read it. I am not forcing you to read it, this is rated M for a reason!

Prologue

Calem and Prof. Sycamore had met a few years earlier before Calem and his mom Grace moved to Vaniville, the professor was on a research expedition and had stayed longer in the Hoenn Region.

The two, more like Calem had not had a good experience with the man and his forceful nature-Calem would keep everything the Professor did as a secret so he wouldn't have to worry his mother. Calem had been presented with an Inkay at the time, but he didn't understand that the sole purpose of the Pokémon was to keep him in places where the Professor said it was okay for him to go. The Professor had many Pokémon keep their eyes on Calem and to report to him if the boy did anything that would be considered trying to escape.

It was Sycamore's lucky day. The Pokémon he had sent with Calem that day had reported back to him informing him that the boy had tried to lose him. Oh, he knew how he was going to punish the young trainer to be.

"S-stop!" a young boy cried out to a man behind him, the boy's hands bound to the bar in front of him, his vision had been cut off from the beginning since the man had put a black blind fold around his eyes.

"My dear sweet Calem, did you think I'd let you escape me so easily?" the man purred and ran his hand over the boy's pale exposed the back ,he went for the pants line, dipping his hand lower causing Calem to gasp out and squirm around. "You know better than that Calem, why are you being so difficult now of all times?" the man asked with a sigh and grabbed the waist band of the pants along with the boxers and began to pull them down.

Calem shivered as he felt the cool air on his bottom. He involuntarily shivered, "Please Sycamore stop!" Calem begged, as he did his best to stay still. The man looked down at him and smiled, he proceeded to strip the boy down.

He remembered Lysander telling him that he had an unhealthy obsession with the young boy. Naturally he brushed it off and went back to the said obsession. The boy had the softest skin out of most he had touched. The smell of the boy alone would turn him on which wasn't so good, he wanted to keep the boy unspoiled until the time was right. For the remaining time he would tease Calem and probe around with his fingers, he would finger the boy and stroke him but would stop and leave Calem when the boy would start to stir up.

Sycamore lifted the boy's face up, his black hair falling over, cupping Calem's face. With a small smile on his face he dipped his head down and pushed his lips onto the boys without warning but Calem knew the more he struggled the longer this was going to be dragged out-it was getting late and he had to be back soon, so he had to comply to the man's actions.

Sycamore frowned as he realized that Calem was not fighting back the kiss or the intrusion in his mouth, in fact, he was surprised to find the boy following with his actions. He dismissed the compliance and quickly untied the boy so he could manoeuvre the boy to be on top of him. Calem let out a yelp as he was dragged down, his naked body landing on a warm body that he knew was the professor.

The man brushed his hand through the boy's black hair and brought him closer; deepening the kiss-Sycamore had full control of the boy's mouth which for once he was glad of, that meant that he could try what he always wanted to try. His fingers stopped and he pulled back from Calem, the boy engulfed a lung full of air trying to regain his breathing. "Do you want to try something new?" the professor asked, as he started feeling down the boy, getting to the shaft. He heard Calem sucking in his breath.

"No and now is not the time for such things. I need to be heading back home." Calem hissed, his breathing becoming erratic as the professor started to pump the boy's lower region.

Professor Sycamore saw red and in fury he pushed the boy off and stood up, he looked down at Calem and smirked, "No you don't, I'll give your mother a call and tell her that you wanted to stay over and learn some more about Pokémon." The man finally decided and bent down, he grabbed Calem by the hair listening to the shouts of pain that escaped the boy's lips. "Listen well my dear boy, tonight you will do exactly what I say or am going to make you beg for mercy!" Sycamore hissed out and let go of Calem's hair, letting the boy drop to the ground. "I'll be back soon." With that Sycamore left the boy cold and naked on the ground.

As soon as Calem was sure that Sycamore was gone he let the tears that he had been holding back flow freely. He didn't even know how he had become caught up in such a thing. He wanted to leave, leave and bury these hellish days away from anything that might try and bring it back but it was of no use since the man had started to occupy almost all of his time. The man had even started talking with his mother, making her trust him so that he could stay longer at the devil's place. He was glad that the man had forgotten to tie him up, quick with ease; he undid the blind fold and grabbed his clothes that had been discarded onto the ground. Without looking at his body he threw the clothes on and shakily got up, he was glad that the man hadn't caused any kind of damage or left any marks on him. Calem picked up his shoes, knowing if he put them on that they would cause noise on the metal ground. All he needed to do was keep going east and the door to freedom was in his grasp.

Professor Sycamore felt his pants; he could feel his shaft poking at his pants. Begging to be released, and in due time. Everything in due time. To ease away some of the stress he stroked himself, all the while thinking of the boy he left-he wanted to humiliate Calem by showing all the pictures that he had taken, or better make the mom watch as he fucked her precious son. But no, the time would come when he could do that, now was where he had to connect deeper with the mother to gain her absolute trust. He stopped rubbing himself and quickly composed himself before picking up the phone and dialing Calem's mom.

A few rings passed and Grace answered the phone-

"Good evening Grace, it is me, Augustine Sycamore. Calem's over here and was wondering if he could stay over. I was planning on sharing what I found out about Mega Evolution with him. I figured that I better check with you first before he stays." Sycamore lied easily; it was second nature for him. He heard Grace let out a sigh of relieve and a yes. The two exchanged there good byes and hung up.

The night was just about to get started!

As he walked back to the room where he left the boy, he started unbuttoning his shirt and taking his lab coat off. Sycamore stopped mid stride and remembered what he needed for the evening, quickly he rushed over to the eastern part of the house and entered into a room that was where the preparations and everything else was going to happen, the bed and night stand where the only pieces of furniture in the room, but for now he needed a leash and he needed to put the other things out. He shuffled through the night stand that was full of toys of all sorts and plucked out a few toys for the evening that would be filling the hole. Satisfied with the layout of things, he took the leash and left once more to where he left Calem.

Calem was now in the last room in the east corridor, he had heard Professor Sycamore walking past the room, going to where he had been. He waited in the shadows, holding his breath and as soon as the professor's footsteps died down he made a dart for the entrance, the glass doors gleamed at him as he got closer and closer to his freedom.

"CRAW! CRAW! PROFESSOR PROFESSOR!" it was the damned alert device that came with the house, the professor must have activated it when he had left. The alert was set to go off if it sensed any human motion.

When Sycamore heard the alarm go off his blood ran cold, 'Damn! I thought I told him not to leave!' Sycamore angrily turned around and broke into a run for the front door.

Calem cursed under his breath and finally reached the door, he could hear the professor calling him and did the only thing that came to mind at the moment, which was to throw his shoes in the direction of the voice. He heard one thud and an umph. The second was just a clang on the ground. Calem satisfied that he somehow managed to hit the professor ran towards the door and open it. The fresh air hitting his face had never felt so good in years.

He was free-

Sycamore had had captured the boy for about two years, he had not anticipated that Grace and Calem would leave the Region. On top of that the Pokémon where to late on informing him, he had worked so hard to find the perfect one, only for the boy to slip away after two years. But he wouldn't give up that fast. Professor Sycamore had informed Lysander of the dire situation and had the man track down where the two were moving.

He couldn't believe his luck-it was Vaniville, so close to where he worked; this would be easier than he thought.

When Grace; his mom told him that they were moving he couldn't have been any happier-little did he know what was in store for him on his travels on becoming a Pokémon Master.

AN: Well! I think that went pretty well, the next chapter will be coming soon. So, I have divided the chapters up according to the order of the towns and the cities the player goes to, the next chapter is Vaniville Town, after is Aquacorde! Depending on many things, I will do my best to upload once a week.

So one last time! Please review :)