Chapter 7

Raichu begins staring at us, flashing that stupid grin again, "...Or should I come back later?" I immediately hop out of bed, and form a nervous smile on my face, while I start turning into a deep shade of red. "N-no, it's fine! I'll make some Pokepuffs so we can give the Lycanrocs a better welcome!" I begin my exit from the room and Quil quickly follows behind me. He then whispers. "What're you going to do about Noktis though…? Have you got it handled…?"

"This time, I do, Quil. Shouldn't be too much to handle after giving him a small 'time out' in his Poke Ball." I let out a chuckle.

"Heh, gotcha. Do good out there, Ethan." He gives me a small peck on the cheek while advancing forward to the kitchen. I couldn't help but smile over what he just did. I make my way downstairs with Raichu following close behind me. Then I feel that strange headache again… So, what happened? Care to fill me in again? It was Raichu, telepathically speaking to me. Nokto, the Midnight Lycanroc, called out my lack of masculinity, then almost put me in danger. I decided I needed a small break and just walked into my room to take a breather. Raichu then shakes her head. It was a good idea to get him in his Poké Ball. I say keep your cool next time. That Lycanroc dude needs to think things through. Walking downstairs, and into the kitchen, we're greeted by all of my Pokemon waiting to grab a bite to eat. Salazzle seems the most impatient. "So? What are we eating? It better be good."

"Well, because of our new addition to the family, I've decided to make Pokepuffs for everyone!" All of their eyes light up, excited about the meal. Skylar began giggling. "But, since it's especially for you guys—" motioning toward the Lycanrocs—"We need to let Nokto out. And he had better-thought things through. For his sake." Leaving the kitchen, I go to the living room to fetch his Poké Ball. I let out a sigh. Here goes nothing… When I make it back into the kitchen, I let him out. His form materializes from the bright light and he's just standing there with his arms crossed. He's not too happy either. Almost as if he doesn't acknowledge my existence, he walks over to the other two Lycanrocs. Then, he fixes his hair and looks at me. "What are you looking at?"

"I believe you owe me and Quil an apology, Nokto." He turns his head in defiance.

"I'm not saying anything."

"Nokto, do yourself a favor and apologize." Said Hayner. "After all, what you said was really uncalled for."

"Yeah, seriously Nokto, get over it. That was really mean of you. That's not like you at all!" Said Skylar. The kitchen was silent. Quil also had his arms crossed, right behind me just in case anything happened. He put his hand on my shoulder while Nokto still had his head turned. "Remember, be tough, be cool, be calm," Quil whispers to me. I nod accordingly.

"I'm not saying shit to you two."

"Nokto! Apologize!" Said Skylar, raising her voice.

"I'm not doing anything, Skylar. What I said was justified." He said turning to Skylar.

"In what way?! Your insensitive remarks and physical behavior made Ethan nauseous, Have some respect! Would Josh respect this type of attitude?!" The kitchen went silent again. This seemed to hit Nokto hard. He seemed to stare past Skylar for a second before quickly looking down at the floor, tears welling up in his eyes and trembling slightly. Skylar got him good. I wait patiently; expecting a heartfelt apology. Finally, after staring down for a few seconds, he hastily wipes the tears away and looks up at me. Defeated. "Listen, Ethan. I still think you're a gay ass twink. But, what I said was disrespectful, and I shouldn't have had an outburst like that. I-I'm…" He lets out a sigh. "I'm… I'm s-s…"

"Any day now, Nokto," I say impatiently.

"I'm sorry alright?! Geez, now hurry up with the food." I raise an eyebrow.

"Sorry for what?"

"You can't be fucking serious, dude."

"You really hurt me, Nokto. I want a full apology."

"Okay! Fine. I'm sorry for getting physical with your delicate-" Hayner then comes out of nowhere and smacks the back of Nokto's head. "O-ow! HAYNER!"

"Apologize PROPERLY, Nokto! Now!"

"Okay, okay! For fucks sake, I'm sorry for getting physical with you, and making fun of you in general. I shouldn't have done that, and own up to my actions."

"Thank you, Nokto. Apology accepted." Turning toward everyone now, I say, "Now, who's ready for Poképuffs?" Everyone raises their hands, shouting "Me!" almost in unison. Except for Nokto of course. Tough one, that guy. I look over at Quil. His expression turned to a soft smile, and he gave me what looked to be like a thumbs up.

I clap my hands together. "So! I'm going to get started; you all wait for a little bit. I just hope we have the ingredients…" I look through the kitchen cabinets, and surely enough, we had the ingredients! I grab everything I need to get started, and begin making the Poképuffs.

I hadn't made them in a while, so I forgot several steps in the process. I gave up with my own recipe and just searched one up online that looked good. As long as I add my flair to them, I'm sure they'll be good either way. I turn back to see what my Pokémon are up to and they're all conversing with one another. Seeing this made me genuinely happy. Even Nokto was talking with the others a bit. Though trying to act nonchalant and withdrawn. Quil surprisingly enough is hitting it off with Hayner and Skyler. Looks like I need to keep a close eye on Nokto. Having another altercation arise right now could be twice as bad. But, I keep my cool, and continue on making the Poképuffs.

…

After about ten minutes, the Poképuffs are just about ready! Taking a big whiff of air, I can tell that they're just as delicious as I made them last time. I grab the tray, and set it down on the table. "Alright, everyone! Dig in!" In response, the whole group grabbed as many of them as they could. I stood behind the table, and idly watched everyone enjoy the Poképuffs. "Mmm! Ethan this is really good! How'd you do this?" Said Skylar, mouth full of Poképuffs. "Eh, well, y'know. Lots of love, and patience. Been practicing on how to make these for a long time too."

"Seriously? How long?" Asked Hayner. "Since I was fifteen, I believe." Ding ding ding, Ethan. Enough with the small talk. So, are you and Quil a thing now or what? It was Raichu again…And that annoying headache to boot. No, Raichu, we are not. She gives me a disappointed look. Oh. Come. On, man. That little exchange you two had in your room would've been perfect to confess. What're you so unsure about? I sigh. I still feel uneasy about getting together with Quil. It just… doesn't feel right. Not to mention I still feel insecure for being bisexual. I mean, he's a Pokémon, I'm a human. We both have dicks. Isn't there some kind of divine rule for something like this? Not the gay part, of course, the Pokémon thing. Raichu scoffs. Ugh, if there was, would the people in the before-times have married their Pokémon? She's not wrong… But, it still doesn't feel right. I might as well keep this under wraps. She starts coughing like she was about to choke on her Poképuff. Are you for real, dude?! You've gotten so far with him! He's tended the big ass scratch on your arm and you've gotten a straight-up kiss on the cheek from him! And support against that Lycanroc jerk. Which by the way I don't like in the slightest. Bad vibes, man. Plus, you've watched him jerk off AND cum, to the thought of you! How could you not be into it? What, you concerned over your penis or butt size or something, man? I blushed. I just told you what I was really concerned over, Raichu. What does that have to do with- Her voice got slightly louder in my head. Guys like Quil like quality booty, Ethan. Wow, that was straightforward… After all, Quil has been fantasizing over your… member. Not just your ass surprisingly. Tell me, how much you packin' down there? I froze for a second, blushing fiercely. I turned away before anyone noticed. Are you really that ashamed over your size? What, you too small or something? I gave her an angry stare. No! It's just that-

Just what Ethan? C'mon, spill. Defeated, I sigh. It's seven and a half inches. Raichu's eyes widen. Oh, wow… That's… pretty gnarly, dude. But even with that size, you're not confident about yourself? I'm going to have to knock some sense into you. I raise an eyebrow. Trust me on this one Ethan, this will definitely give you a push in the right direction… Just gotta relay this message to Swampert. Now, I'm going to keep chowin' down on these. Think it over, bro. Ugh, she's finally done. Now I can keep spectating my Pokémon. As I look on, nothing seems to be ensuing between Quil and Nokto. They give each other occasional glances, but nothing too serious. Quil looks at me, and I give him a smile. He smiles back and continues eating. With one more final glance around the kitchen, I catch Swampert giving me a seductive glare. He smiles deviously and keeps eating while I watch. What could he possibly be thinking about? I shouldn't worry about it too much, now that I finally get to enjoy a lazy afternoon.

After the Pokémon were finished eating, they all went and started doing their own things. Raichu on her way out of the kitchen gave me a pat on the back. Odd… I decided not to pay attention to it. While I was cleaning the kitchen, I was thinking about what Raichu told me, and the look Swampert's been giving me. I can't shake off this feeling like I'm about to do something wrong… I mean, it is against the law and all that, but would people really find out within the privacy of my own home? I don't know… This just doesn't seem like something I should consider. And now that Lance is a policeman now, what would he do if he found out? And Michelle almost figured me out too. I seriously need to be more careful about who I talk to and what I talk about with them… And when will I confess to Quil? All the good opportunities passed… Should I just say it as soon as I see him? I suddenly feel a pit in my stomach. Maybe I'm thinking about this too hard… Maybe I should just let it come out naturally.

Walking out of the kitchen, I notice that no one's in the living room. I take this as an opportunity to watch some TV in peace. I plop down on the couch, grab the remote, get comfortable, and turn on the TV. I go through the channels, and end up on the Battle Network channel. Looks like someone's trying to battle with a Decidueye… Against another Decidueye..? Well, it's down to the wire at this point. Whoever Spirit Shackle's first wins this. I look on, and the first one to use Spirit Shackle is the one on the right. The opposing Decidueye gets hit, and faints. Although, it was a lot more violent than I thought it was going to be… That looked pretty fatal. I start to feel uncomfortable, so I change the channel. After flicking through a plethora of channels throughout the afternoon, I start to grow tired. What time is it..? I look at my phone, and it's only 6 P.M. And I'm already that tired? Well, I guess I can just… shut my eyes for a bit.

…

Waking up, I see it's pitch black outside. Huh, it must be like 10 now. Not bad. Maybe I should- "Good morning, Ethan."

"GAH!" It was Swampert, sitting right next to me, in only a tight pair of boxers. He then covers my mouth.

"Shhhh! It's three in the morning, Ethan! You're going to wake everyone up!" He lets me go, and I gasp for air.

"Three in the morning…?! Then what are you doing awake? I-in skimpy clothing, no less."

"Well, just as Raichu put it exactly, I'm here to, 'Help a bro out'. So you, our Pokémon Champion, is gonna give your sexy Swampert a hot blowjob."

"WOAH WOAH WOAH, no. I-I'm not blowing you, Swampert!"

"Oh come on, Ethan. You need this."

"No, I don't. Now, could you do me a favor, and put on a shirt and some pajama pants? Please?" He scoffs in disappointment.

"Not even going to negotiate for a handjob, bud?"

"What- why would you think that'll change my answer?"

"Ethan, for fucks sake, do you want to be able to take Quil's huge cock or not?"

"W-what?! I-I'm not into him for his dick! What does that have to do with-"

"Because having some type of sexual intercourse with a Pokémon with a similar dick size will make you feel better about getting it on with Quil. Actually, y'know what, I won't force you. I won't make you do something you don't want to do."

"Thank you…" He gets up and begins heading to bed. What he said got me thinking, though… Will Swampert's supposed theory really help me? I don't really see it happening… But if he's really trying to help, then I guess I can't say no… "Swampert, hold on." He stops and turns around. "Hm?"

"I've decided to take your offer… Only one blowjob though, alright?"

"Oh, hell to the yes, Ethan. Can't wait to have that tongue around my dick."

I gave him an expression of nervous arousal. "W-whatever, just sit back down on the couch..."

"Sure, but from then on, I'm going to coach you on the art of blowjobs."

"How would you know the precise ways to blow someone…?"

"You leave your computer on a lot after watching porn. Usually, I start browsing myself and find tutorials. All interesting stuff, Ethan." I blushed intensely, and look at him with pure shock. "W-wow." He nods and licks his lips.

"Now get to work, Ethan. We have some confidence to boost. You feeling comfortable?"
I nod slowly. Already, I'm speechless over what I'm about to do. But if I wanted to give in to my desires with Quil, I need this practice. Not to mention, I've always wanted to go down on someone. "Good, Ethan. Now, get reeeaaaally handsy there. Need me to get hard, so you can get to work." I couldn't help but comply. I took my hand and fondled the round bulge in his boxers. Already, I could feel his length start to take form, pitching a large tent in his already tight undergarments. I licked my lips at the sight, as he let out a quiet sigh. "Goood job, Ethan… Now, take them off, and lick me all around." I grab the waistband of his boxers and slowly pull them off. As I do, his member springs to life, fully erect. My jaw hangs open as I stare at his throbbing cock. It's almost as big as Quil's. Before any other word, I nervously lie my hand on the base of his cock. With slight hesitation, I give his rod a long and wet lick, from base to tip. He smiled down at me. "Eager, aren't we, Ethan?"

All I did was nod, looking him in the eyes as I gave his cock lengthy and moist licks all around. He lets out a soft chuckle, and lies his hand on my head, playing with my hair. "Eye contact, perfect, Ethan, you're a natural. I can already tell that you've already gained confidence. If you want to continue until I cum, just say the word."

"I want it, Swampert… Let me finish."
"As you wish. Now, press your lips gently on the tip, and suckle ever so softly on it."
I do exactly as he says, the warmth of his cock on my lips gives me a momentary high as I breathe in. His scent reminded me of fresh waterfalls and the smell of rainfall. I couldn't resist this urge within me anymore. I began to play with his tip with my tongue, stimulating his cock while he let out soft moans. I could feel the confidence within me swell as my own member did. Now, without hesitation, I lowered my head down on him, half of his cock disappearing into my mouth. He leaned his head back, and let out a longing moan. Now that we were both enjoying it, I started to bob up and down as I sucked him off.

I couldn't get over this sensation I was going through. Somehow, it wasn't just Swampert feeling pleasure, I could feel it too. Surprisingly enough, without warning, I felt his warm seed shoot into my mouth. I waited until he finished, with my lips on his tip. "Sh-shit, sorry Ethan… I was already pent up, and you were just doing so well. You're talented at this…" I pulled back, wiped my mouth, and swallowed every drop of his cum. I sigh and smile. "Well, I did have someone to help coach. Thanks, Swampert." He nods, yawns, and stretches out on the couch.

"Now head to bed, Ethan… Big day tomorrow with your boyfriend…" I rolled my eyes but grinned at the thought. I walk upstairs, satisfied, and with an intense boner in my pants. Maybe some alone time before bed won't do me any harm...