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I was snickering to myself.
I am truly a smarmy bastard, a clever trickster, is what I was thinking to myself.
For I had told Volkner I would arrive in Sunyshore City on Saturday night. It was only Saturday evening - and I had arrived two hours early to surprise him!
I strolled through the streets happily, carrying a bulging backpack. I was staying for a week - an entire week!! - so I'd packed plenty of outfits and supplies. I was in a happier mood than I'd been for a while - with only one regret. Riley had asked me to see him today, but I had to turn him down as I was already heading for the train when he called. He had sounded utterly depressed, and I felt horrible for it. I'd suggested he talked to my Dad, but he said it wouldn't help.
My Dad was always better at listening to Riley's problems over mine, so I was somewhat surprised, but I had to wonder if what was upsetting him in the first place was an argument with my Dad, who was pretty much his best friend.
I climbed the stairs up to the walkway level of the city, where the Gym was. The Gym was surrounded by construction workers who appeared to be on break, and covered in signs saying it was closed all month long.
"Excuse me... is the Gym Leader here right now?" I asked one of them. I'd left my own helmet and work clothes on, so that I'd look like someone they could allow inside, and not some random challenger.
"Yeah, he's in there, do you have an appointment? He's shutting down construction early today, we're all heading out soon."
"Oh, yes - that's fine! Thank you." I headed inside, a new spring in my step. Hah! He was shutting down early just because I was visiting. Happy day! I felt flooded with little prickles of joy as I headed through the torn up Gym Lobby.
There was torn up wiring everywhere, and the floor was made of gigantic metal panels that were missing in half the place. I picked my way through the mess, scared of the live wires that sparked viciously, and headed towards the far corner, from which I could hear voices. Peering over a pile of discarded crap, I froze.
Volkner was there, on the floor. Giggling. GIGGLING.
With Flint.
Except - Flint looked really, really sexy. His curly red hair was tied back in a ponytail, a few scraggly curls sticking out and hanging down over his forehead.
I couldn't speak. I didn't have to though - Flint looked up.
"Roark!" He cried, waving vigorously, with a huge smile. I could see now he was holding a Pokeball in one hand, and the floor was covered in Pokemon Seals. Volkner nearly fell over, he turned around so fast.
"Roark - you're not supposed to be here for another...two hours!!" He looked honestly guilty, and my mind was so jealous, I instantly decided it was because he'd been caught having a giggle with Flint. "I'm sorry. I would have come to get you at the station had I known. Did you walk here alone?"
"Yeah," I replied, mustering up a big smile, although I felt close to tears. I hadn't seem Volkner in months, and I couldn't even give him a kiss I was so shy. I regretted, immediately, being so clever as to come early. "So uh... what're you guys up to?"
I tried to keep the accusatory note out of my voice. It must have worked, because Flint held up his Pokeball to show me, still grinning a huge grin. "We're trying to pick out some good Seals to put on our Pokeballs... my Magby and Volknard's Elekid. So they can look awesome, if we send them out in a double battle."
Volkner looked completely miserable and embarrassed. I coughed.
"Sounds adorable." I smiled as brightly as I could, tilting my head to the side. "Sunyshore City has a famous Seal Market, doesn't it?"
"Yeah, and they just got in a great new shipment of rare Seals! We bought like... a hundred, hahahaha," Flint laughed, indicating the mess of Seals they were sitting in. "Volkner picked out all of the yellow ones, and some with little lightning bolts, and shit... he's so predictable."
"Yeah." I caught myself staring at Flint. He looked really, really hot with his hair back that way. It was hard to tell that he was actually an incredibly good looking guy when he had his hair in a full-fledge afro. Volkner was blushing something terrible, and Flint laughed at him.
"I think Volknard's embarrassed, you showing up gave him an instant boner." Flint stood up and clapped his hand on my shoulder, winking. "I'll leave you guys, gotta be getting back anyway. Volk, thanks for cleaning up the seals!"
He headed out of the arena, whistling, leaving Volkner and I alone. There was awkward silence for a minute or two, then Volkner stood up, hiding his blushing face.
"Roark, we really were just-"
"I know." I sighed, relaxing myself. "I'm not mad at you, Volk. You know I just get jealous about Flint."
"Yeah. I know."
"I missed you, I wanted to surprise you, and he's your best friend, so I should have expected him to be here. I need to just get over-eep!"
Volkner had thrown his arms around me, hugging me tight. I smiled, closing my eyes and resting my head on his shoulder, putting my arms around him in return.
"I missed you, too."
His shirt was covered in dust and stains, and he smelled like sweat. He was wearing a toolbelt, heavy gloves, big boots, and baggy cargo pants. I could see a hammer sticking out from one of his pockets. My fingers dug into his back a little.
"Roark?" he mumbled. I looked up into his smug, smirking face and gulped. His hand slid down my back, pulling my body closer to him. I felt myself stabbing him in the leg. "Is there something you need to tell me, Roark?"
"Y-you look really hot," I breathed, digging my fingers in deeper. He chuckled.
"The other week on the phone, I deliberately told you what I was wearing. I knew you'd think it was sexy."
I gasped. "You did that on purpose? But then you acted like you didn't wanna... do... that on the phone..."
"Yeah, well." He shrugged lifting his leg up and rubbing it against my thigh. I shuddered. "I changed my mind, right? The way you started talking... it made me feel like you were really pushing me against a wall." He took a few steps backward, pulling me with him, pressing his own back against the metal wall of the Gym. I stared at him with wide eyes.
"Volkner... this Gym is wide open... anyone could walk in!"
"They're going home," he whispered, leaning in to bite at my neck. "They aren't coming back. The Gym had signs all around that it's closed. It's almost nighttime anyway... are you chicken?"
I stared into his blue eyes, then looked down, drinking in his haggard appearance. I grinned before lunging at him, pushing my mouth to his throat and biting and sucking at it. I slid my hands into his shirt, pushing my fingers against his little nipples, massaging them roughly with a circular motion. He grunted, pushing his body against my hands. His own erection was pressed against my leg now. I slid my hands down to his tummy, squeezing it before fiddling with the belt of his cargo pants, unhooking it. Still sucking hard at his throat, I then undid my own fly before biting a little extra hard. I pulled away, looking hard into his face.
"Suck my cock - do it now."
Without a word of protest he slid down to his knees, unbuttoning my boxers and pulling out my erection, tugging on it a few times. I sighed, leaning my upper body against the cool wall, twitching as I felt his lips slide over the head, his tongue slipping into every crease.
"Uhhnn... Volk... aaah... make it really wet..." I gasped as I felt his lips slide all the way to the base of my cock, his nose pushed into the little hairs above it. I pushed my hand into his spikey hair, gently pushing him away, his mouth popping off me with a little pop! sound. "Stand up... turn around, bend over."
He was always so whiny and full of complaints, so I always enjoyed how obedient he was when in this sort of situation. He quickly obliged, and I hooked my fingers into his pants, sliding them and his boxers down to his knees. His ass looked so perfect and cute, and I bent down to give it a little kiss.
Volkner mumbled from somewhere near the wall. "I was expecting you to slap me."
I laughed. "Naw, not right now... maybe later though, if you want me to." I spread his asscheeks apart with my hands, then pushed my tongue inside of him, moving it all around to tease him. He gasped, his body shivering.
"R-Roark... c-can I..."
I nodded a little, still playing with him, pushing my tongue in a little more, trying to get him as wet as possible. He reached between his legs and tugged on himself a few times, sighing in relief.
I straightened up then, grabbing his shoulders with my arms and pulling him up as well, spinning him so his back was against the wall again. His pants were still around his knees, so I gingerly stepped between his thighs, then grabbed them, lifting him up effortlessly. He was as easy to hold up as I had thought, and I grinned, pushing my body against his, slipping my tongue into his mouth. He groaned into my mouth as I gripped harder, pulling his ass onto my cock and slipping inside easily. He gasped and broke the kiss, wrapping his arms tightly around my shoulders.
"R-Roark..."
"You really feel like... you weigh absolutely nothing..." I slid partway out again. "...light as a feather... nngh!!" I grunted, thrusting hard enough that Volkner whimpered a little into my neck. I repeated the motion, Volkner's body thudding against the wall each time.
I remembered picturing doing this to him, just a week ago.
And telling him how I would do it, and how it would feel.
... it was so, so much better in reality.
Except that in my mind, his Gym hadn't been such an ugly shade of yellow and green.
I pounded into him so hard I halfway expected him to tell me to stop, that it hurt too badly, but he only continued to gasp and moan into my skin. Suddenly his body tensed up, and I felt his muscles contracting around my cock. He bit down hard on my neck (and I wanted to tell him to stop, that it hurt too badly), and let out a strangled little cry as he came hard, his body trembling against mine. He fell limply onto my chest, but after only a couple more thrusts I felt my own release, and I buried my face into his hair, gritting my teeth, stars popping in my vision as emptied myself inside of him. I swayed on the spot for a moment, then slowly slid to the ground, still holding his limp little body against mine. We sat that way for a long time.
When we emerged from the Gym half an hour later, belts properly fastened, I noticed that Volkner had been right - all the workers had gone, and it was dark out. With his hand clutched tightly in mine, I swung my arm back and forth in a wide arc, grinning and marching towards his house. He stopped suddenly, tho, causing me to misstep and nearly fall onto my ass.
"What's wrong, Volk?"
"I almost forgot." He whistled loudly, the sound echoing off the walls of the cliffs surrounding us. There was a rustling in the bushes, and a pair of glowing eyes emerged, followed by a sleek lion body. Next to it was a high-stepping little Eevee.
"Eevee!" I chirped, bending down. The little fuzzball ran into my lap, ears twitching excitedly. "How have you been, little guy?" I stood up, cradling it in my arms, then turned to Volkner. "Eevee and Luxray were out in the woods all day? Is that safe? Eevee's only a baby-"
Volkner laughed. "I've had Eevee for over three months now, do you think it can't hold its own yet? He's only acting fuzzy and cute because you're here. Yesterday he nearly bit Raichu's paw off in battle."
"Wow." I looked at Eevee's little furry face, and now it instilled in me a sort of fear. "That's... well, wow."
"Raichu still beat him, but... there was a lot of blood."
Volkner winced a little as we resumed walking. I made a little sad face at him.
"Was it really that gross?"
"No, no, it's not the blood... it's just..." He grumbled. "My legs hurt."
I laughed loudly, not at all surprised.
"You're such a pussy."
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After I'd dropped my stuff off at his house and sat down for a while, Volkner took me back out to get some fast food, then to the Pokemon Center, so I could make a video call to Riley. The guilt had overcome me, and I'd agreed to at least that.
I was still munching chicken nuggets when I sat down in front of the video phone booth, turning it on and dialing in Riley's number. Volkner sat a ways behind me, finishing off the french fries, Eevee on the chair next to him.
Riley's face appeared on the screen. He looked absolutely terrible - he wasn't wearing his usual light layer of face makeup, his hat was askew and his normally hair-sprayed perfect hair was limp.
"Riley! What's wrong... you look terrible." I leaned in closer, genuinely concerned. "Is Lucario okay?"
"Good evening, Roark. Yes, Lucario is fine." He tilted his head down, hiding his eyes from my view. "Roark... are you having a good time in Sunyshore City so far?"
"Yeah, but... Riley, I'm worried about you. I really regretted not going to talk to you and now I regret it even more." I meant it - I missed Volkner, but now a dread was welling up in my chest. "Riley, just tell me! Are you sick?"
"No..." He lowered his head further, now hiding his entire face. "Roark, it's... it's your Father."
My heart leapt into my throat. "My Dad!? Riley... what happened to my Dad?! Is he okay - why didn't someone tell me?!"
"No, no, Byron is fine." Riley sighed. "Really - he's just fine. I would know, I've been over there every day."
Some of the panic subsided, but this was freaking me out really badly. "Riley, you're really, really worrying me. Can you just come out and say it?"
Riley looked up a little, his soft eyes watery. "You will laugh at me."
"Riley, I will NOT laugh at you."
Something clicked on in my head a split second before he spoke.
"Roark, I think I'm in love with Byron."
My mouth was already gaping wide open in horrified shock. I could only turn slowly to look at Volkner, who's face wore the exact same expression as mine.
Eevee put two paws in his lap and began crunching up fries one by one.
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