Chapter 3

After arriving at my front doorstep, I put everything down and opened the door. I saw Lucario sitting on the couch with Swampert watching television. "Hey, I'm back. So, where are the others?"

"Raichu is in the kitchen with Salazzle. Lurantis is in the backyard, and Quil's been hanging out in your room." Lucario replied as I set the food down on the coffee table in the living room. I then gave them their respective burgers as I finally processed his words. "Wait, why is Quil in my room? Is he taking a nap or something?" They both shrugged. They don't know? That's awfully strange. "Alright, I guess I'll go see what's up."

While walking to my room, I heard some quiet heavy breathing and my own bed creaking. What could he possibly be doing in there that's making so much noise? If I wanted to witness this for myself, I better keep myself quiet. I started slowing down my movement, treading lightly down the hall. As I walked closer and closer to my bedroom, I noticed some other strange noises being heard there. It sounded like… Wet flesh rubbing up against something. Was Quil…? No, he couldn't be. I reached the door to my room and extended my hand to the doorknob. I noticed that even my hand was shaking before I had made contact with the doorknob. I swallowed nervously, and without a sound, cracked the door open just a bit.

HOLY SHIT! Before even a second thought, I plopped myself down right next to the doorway. My heart started racing a million miles an hour, while I started feeling a growth in my shorts. I couldn't even hear myself think over what I saw. My next action was only instinct. I looked back through the crack in the door, and saw Quil, completely naked, slowly stroking his shiny and wet length. This had been the first time I'd seen him without something on. His member was so… Big… From here, I can tell it's almost eight inches… It was a sight I couldn't handle, and neither could my emotions. My own throbbing erection as I stared told me, Quil was it. I wanted him, and only him. As he kept going with his arousing motions, he whispered, "Ethan… That's it, suck it dry…"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. He was touching himself to the dream of my mouth and tight throat on his throbbing cock. And I couldn't lie to myself, I wanted to him in my mouth as well. He speeds up his hand, moving faster and faster, his cock leaking precum as his moans grew louder. He leaned his head back, and stopped stroking, his cock spewing thick, long ropes of his cum all over his chest. He stood there, basking in the afterglow.

I sat there for a bit, stunned. I couldn't even begin to process what I had just witnessed. Then out of the blue, I heard him sigh and say, "What am I doing? I already know this will never happen. If I tell Ethan about these feelings, he'll just… find me repulsive." After a short pause, he continues. "Ugh, I can't. I won't." I felt like bursting into my room right at that moment to tell him, but I stood back up as he got up to leave the room. I rushed downstairs before he ever knew I was there, my face still red….my erection still going strong. I decided to run into the kitchen to hide it until it went down. Salazzle and Raichu were hanging around nearby. I walked behind the counter where my erection wasn't visible and just looked down trying to make it appear as if I was doing something."So, where are the burgers?" Salazzle asked. I was so engrossed in my own thoughts it took the words a while to register in my head. "Hm? Oh, right, um… Th-they're in the living room if you need them." Salazzle left for her food and Raichu stayed behind. Raichu notices the slight stuttering in my speech and begins to stare. "What's wrong? Not hungry anymore?"

"You do know your eyes are golden, right?"

Shit. "WHAT?! I thought I put my contacts on before I left!" Then I realized: that old woman must've knocked them off. But how?!

Suddenly I get the strangest headache for a second and it fades just as quickly as it came. This gave me the impression that Raichu was reading my mind. That was one unique thing about psychic types. I always thought it was kinda weird, but it usually doesn't bother me. "Raichu? What exactly are you looking at in there?"

"Nothin' much, just that you saw Quil jerkin' it to the thought of you, and that you're trying way too hard to hide that boner." Damn it, she knows? My face started to heat up as I instinctively cover my crotch. I was totally embarrassed. I look at my Raichu as she smirks. "Hey, no need to worry, man. This kinda thing has been happenin' every time you leave the place, anyway. I can also tell something's worrying you. Care to spill?" Well, guess there's no point in hiding if she'll just read my mind anyway. With a sigh of defeat, I open up about everything.

"After he was done, he said I would never accept these feelings and I would reject him. And he said he would never confess his feelings to me. Ever."

"Wow, he was considering doing it today too… Bummer."

I ramble on as if I didn't hear it. "Which is strange as he's always been pretty adamant about these kinds of thi- Wait, he was…?"

"Yeah, man. I could keep readin' him if you want."

"No thanks, I can figure this out on my own."

"Your tone doesn't sound so confident, bro. Not only that, you're thinking it maybe won't be the best idea. Trust me, everything will work out."

"How the hell are you so certain?"

"Well, let's check the TV, who knows, man?"

"Wait, I don't understand."

"Just get your ass in the living room and watch the news."

I'm a bit hesitant to exit the kitchen with my contacts gone, but Raichu beckons me forward and I head towards the living room with her. I take a peek outside the hallway and saw everyone else already there. Quil, and Swampert on the couch, Lucario, Salazzle and Lurantis on the floor, chowing down on their lunches watching something on the TV. There was an empty spot right beside to Quil, too. As I enter the room, everyone glances my way momentarily but return their attention to the TV as if nothing happened. I guess I'm still on edge. At least my erection is gone. Just need to not think about it… I immediately shake the thought. Quil was looking at me the whole time and smiling. I can't deny that look on his face, I may as well sit with him… I walk over and scooch through my Pokemon and take my seat right next to Quil. He wraps a wing around my shoulder and this catches me by surprise. He's never done that before, but hey, it felt nice. I press myself gently against him. I grab the remote and change the channel to the news. "Hey, we were watching that!" said Swampert and Lucario in unison. Raichu shushes them, though. I paid close attention to see if Raichu was right. Then, Quil reaches for his head, and groans, reflexively closing an eye. I look to see what's wrong, and he doesn't look well. "Woah Quil, you alright?" He opens his eye, and looks at me with a half-smile, reassuring me that he was okay. "Y-yeah, just a little headache, but I'm good now. I think." I look over at Raichu, and she's staring at the TV. She realizes my stare and motions me to continue watching. I look back at the TV as the weather report comes in. Looks like it's going to be scorching all week. Great. Several meaningless news stories later, the top story came on, and I made sure to listen. "Breaking News: a 23-year-old male is being held without bail on accounts of having intercourse with not one, but three of his Lycanrocs."

"Ugh, I'm going to go get a glass of water, I'll be in the kitchen." Quil gets up and I quickly take hold of his arm right before he leaves. "Wait, are you alright? You want me to come with?"

"No, it's fine Ethan. This headache is just bothering me still. I'm only getting some water." I give him a concerned look, but I decide not to stop him. "Okay, but if it gets worse, tell me. I'll try my best to make you feel better."

"Thanks, Ethan." He smiles, heads into the kitchen, and turn my attention back to the news. "–released his information." His mug shot shown on the screen. "His full name is Joshua Alexander Tucker, and he resides in Heahea City and this is his first offense. The Lycanrocs, named Nate, Skylar, and Hayner are being held until the authorities can find a better home for them." I begin to feel irritated as the camera shows the female reporter in the newsroom. "As pokephilia has been on the rise, more and more people have begun to protest in support of it saying 'Let us love our Pokemon' and have begun to riot on the streets of Kanto and Hoenn. These riots have been taken under control, but I fear, there will be more to come." Raichu gives a sad sigh. "It's honestly a shame what's gonna happen to those Lycanrocs. I hope they get a good home."

"It's more than just a shame, it's incredibly stupid how they treat pokephilia like it's such a huge crime. It doesn't make sense! They think you can't consent, they say it's like torture to you guys, I have clear proof that it's the exact opposite thanks to the Poke-translator. You're able to communicate, to love, and to feel those exact feelings. I just can't grasp the concept of how ignorant these people are, pokephilia shouldn't be a crime. I bet you they didn't even bother to consider the feelings of those Lycanrocs. They treat you guys like animals, and it isn't right." Sighing, I look over at my Pokemon, and they're all staring at me. I look toward the kitchen and see Quil surprised, almost like he's speechless. He notices me staring though, so he immediately turns around and pulls on his hood strings to conceal the obvious shocked blush on his face.

I turn back to the others. "You all get me, right?" Raichu is the first one to answer. "Oh yeah, I see the whole picture man." She gives me a wink. Lucario looks back at Raichu puzzled. "What do you mean?" Raichu gives her a look. "No. You're kidding, right?" Lucario looks back at me, with another one of his half-smiles. "Y'know, you two would make a pretty good pair. So, when will you 'get it on'? So to speak."

Raichu stopped me before I could even open my mouth. "Hold on, before you say anything Ethan, I'll just tell everyone else."

"Excuse me, Raichu, but that's private information."

"Ethan, we're your Pokemon, you could tell us anything, we won't judge, you know," said Salazzle.

"Yeah, no need to feel nervous."

"Swampert, please. I just don't want all of you pressuring me to make a move."

"I'll keep them in line." Said Lurantis. Raichu scoffed. "I'd love to see ya try."

"I'm perfectly capable of keeping you all in line, but you? Ha!" Lurantis looked flustered now. "Not against my flames you're not, sweetie. Admit it. You won't be able to keep us in line." Said Salazzle, almost agreeing with Raichu. Before things could boil over, I stood in the midst of them, and hold my hands out, keeping them apart. "Alright, that's enough. Now, I'm to go check on Quil. You five better keep your hands to yourselves." I stand there for a couple more seconds, making sure no one makes any sudden moves. Satisfied, I head for the kitchen.

I also take one final look back to make sure no one was getting physical before meeting up with Quil. He still has that hood over his face… I took one of the flaps and opened a bit. I caught a glimpse of his eye, which quickly darted to another direction. "Quil, how're you feeling? Everything okay?" He loosens his hood a bit showing his face and it's still red. "Y-yeah, everything's fine Ethan. Thanks for checking in."

"No need to thank me Quil. You know I'm always here to take care of you." He smiled back at me. Then he started to gaze into my eyes and I met his gaze as well. His big, round eyes always mesmerized me whenever I looked into them. I give a warm smile, and he couldn't help but chuckle. "So, that headache cooling down?"

"To be completely honest, no... It hasn't." Wait, so that wasn't Raichu reading his thoughts? No, it definitely was. I could tell by that stupid, innocent grin on her face. I put my hand on Quil's forehead. "Woah, Quil you're burning up. I think we need to take you to the Pokemon Center. Is there anything else that hurts? Stomach, wings, anything?"

"No, it's just this stupid headache and fever…" He groans again, wincing as if the headache seems to be getting worse. That does not look good. "Right, I'll go fetch your Poké Ball. I'll be right back." I hastily rush upstairs to my room, rummage through my drawers, and there it is. I run back downstairs, and Lucario stops me, noticing the Poké Ball in hand. "Hold it, isn't that Quil's? What are you planning to do with that?"

"Quil's been feeling sick, so I'm taking him to the Pokemon Center. I'll be right back, I promise. I'm leaving you in charge, Lucario. And please, don't start any fights. After that argument, I don't want to come back and find out that the house was destroyed."

"Yeah, I'll keep it tidy in here." He playfully bopped my shoulder and chuckled. I walk back into the kitchen where Quil is sitting down with his head on the counter, with his arms cushioning his head. "Alright, I'm back. Are you ready to go?" He lifts his head and nods slowly. Soon after, I press the button on the Poké Ball, and it pops open. A red flash of light shoots toward Quil, enveloping him and returning him safely to his Poké Ball.