Old Man Sex, by Dickfart

Professor Oak was in his lab one day. Ash's Muk named Tyler was come home for spring break from Forks High School, and he hasn't been unpinned himself from Professor Oak's arthritic knees since.

"Tyler, you're ruining my favorite pants!" said Professor Oak.

"Oh, you won't be needing those, Samuel," said Professor Rowan. He showed up wearing nothing more than a necktie, his droopy wrinkled schlong and balls free to whipper snapper about as they please. It's been 84 years since Professor Oak had a boner, but now his sad, gray cock sprang back to life with full force.

"Rowan, you remembered!" Professor Oak hobbled toward his lover and mad out with his amazing beard fiercely.

"Muk..." said Tyler sadly, as he promptly Muk'd off into his room. First his own dad abandoned him. Then his soul eggmate Gardevoir refused to let him plant his Muk seed inside of her because of some FUCKING LAME ASS LUCARIO. But this? Grandpa Oak was now having a Lemon Party, and Muk wasn't invited. Tyler the Muk had much teen angst and sad now.

But no one cares, because Professor Oak lost his favorite pants, and Rowan was milking those rusty old balls like a Milktank.

"Oh Rowan," Oak choked out. "I want you inside of me."

"No shit, hoodlum. I could have told you that," said Rowan, bending Oak over a table. For such an old man, he still had some great girth left. He pulled some lube out of his briefcase, lubed dat ass up good, and plowed that Oak like he was a horny college girl. Oh to be young again.

"What's my name, bitch?" Rowan said.

"I don't know. Who are you?" said Oak, weezing in intense pleasure.

"I'm not sure. I forgot to take my medicine," said Rowan.

They were getting tired very quickly, so Rowan had to super charge his fuckery. He snorted some cocaine and turned up the octane, determined to cum deep into Oak one last time before his current heart attack finished him off once and for all.

It worked! The two professors came every bit of liquid that was left in their old bodies. But the orgasm was still going, so they jizzed out their souls, too, and died at the same time, their bodies turning into dust and blowing away in the breeze.

Meanwhile, Tyler the Muk went on tumblr to complain about how unfair life is, only to receive 2 billion comments telling him to check his cismale pokeprivilege.

The End