Daniel's eyes lazily glanced over the many black and white TV monitors, looking for anything that might have changed from ten minutes ago. The Archen exhibit was good, Kabutops were good, Relicanth, good…
All set.
With a proud smile that quickly dropped from his face, he looked back at his phone. He was on season three, episode fourteen of some medical drama his girlfriend had got him sucked into, some odd-ball doctor that constantly spouted out diagnoses that always turned out to be right; that was the plot for pretty much every episode.
There were more exhibits to check, but none had typically given him much in the way of problems in his job as a security guard at Fossil Park, a seven hundred acre island in the middle of nowhere that housed some of the rarest Pokemon known to man. These were Pokemon that nobody had seen in millions, if not billions of years, some, in fact, were older than the human race, so it was a privilege and an honor to look after such Pokemon.
That was what Daniel thought before he realized it was a glorified amusement park. When he had first come to the island, life was awesome. He was given room and board, a steady source of income, health, dental, even vision insurance, they had even matched his 401k, as well as gave him a free life insurance policy! The first few weeks here were awesome, especially once the money started flowing in and he was able to chip away at some credit debt.
Now, however, he could only describe his attitude towards this place as jaded. The gigantic, electric fences that held in even the most terrifying of ancient Pokemon were now… meaningless. The risk of anything exciting happening was low, so low, in fact, that Jon had been "let go" the other month because human resources couldn't "justify," having four security guards.
The whole thing reeked of idiocy, in Daniel's opinion. Three guards per shift worked, sure, but what happens if one of those fat tourists has a heart attack, or someone brings a weapon to the island? That actually got a chuckle out of him.
As if anyone would do that.
He checked his watch, which read "6:34 AM," and groaned. Twenty-six minutes, just twenty-six minutes till he could go home, watch some television or do some writing or do anything he wanted to do. Technically, since he was working the graveyard shift this quarter, he could have just brought his laptop and done some writing, but there would be hell to pay if his boss walked in on him.
Even the thought of that fat prick made his blood boil. A large, elderly man by the name of Patrick, that was the kindest he could describe the man as. Boastful, arrogant, stuck in his ways, and just overall stupid were other, less kinder words, but they were the truth. Every time his boss talked, Daniel wanted to grab the shotgun from the armory and blow his head all over the walls.
"Deep breath, Dan." He told himself, sighing deeply as he shook his head.
Just out of curiosity, he looked at the monitors again, pausing the show on his phone. The Aerodactyl were stirring, about to wake. The Shieldon were butting their heads in an attempt to assert their dominance, as usual. The Amaura and Aurorus were sleeping together, normal. He was just about to look over at the Tyrantrum screen when the door to the office suddenly opened, slamming against the wall.
Daniel held a frightened yelp back as he jumped up, his heart racing a mile a minute, his phone clattering to the ground - thank Arceus for the Oshawott Box case he had ordered a month ago - as his relief stepped into the office. A lanky, dark eyed man by the name of Beowulf - Beo, for short - stepped into the office, looking as gloomy as ever.
Beo was a rather strange man; young, by security guard standards, but the looks he often wore on his face screamed of his experience as a former police officer. He always dressed in a black undershirt underneath the tan security guard outfit, even on the hottest of summer days. He had thrown up quite a shouting match with Pat on the first day of his employment because they hadn't given him any pants, just cargo shorts that matched the shirt and hat he was required to wear. How he wasn't fired on the spot, Daniel didn't know, but he was sure glad that he wasn't.
Scary as he was, Beo was a good friend of his.
"Scaredy cat." Beo snickered, grinding the butt of a cigarette against the door frame and flicking it over the railing. He kicked the door shut behind him as he walked into the office, throwing his food in the fridge before grabbing the chair beside Daniel with his foot, groaning as he threw his breakfast in the toaster. A plain bagel; his go-to choice for the past two years Daniel had known him.
"You need to work on things like, how you open doors." Daniel said, dusting his retrieved phone off as he sat down.
"Sorry, pal, you know me."
"Aggressive and pissy?"
"It keeps the tourists away." He shrugged, grinning his nicotine stained grin. "Any daring escapes or other shit I should know about? I mean, not that I care, but," Beo again, shrugged. "going for the employee of the year award."
"You're all set." Daniel said, shaking his head. "They don't even offer that kind of award here."
"Not yet." Beo retorted, chuckling as he scraped the black, burnt spots from the bagel with a knife. "Stupid fuckin' machine."
"Talk to boss man, see if he can't order a new one." Daniel said, grinning. Beo dropped the slight smile on his face that he had, immediately adopting a frown, his face looking so serious all of a sudden that he thought of the self defense class he took a while back.
"It's too fuckin' early to talk about that stupid fuckin' dimwit. I haven't even had my damn coffee yet." Beo muttered, his voice gravelly and rough.
"Sorry," Daniel snickered, turning back to the monitors for one last check. Technically, he could have left as soon as Beo had entered the guard house, but making small talk was one of his favorite things to do on this island. Daniel scanned the monitors, making sure he could see every Pokemon that was supposed to be there. Tirtouga exhibit, check. Cranidos, yup. Omanyte, yup. Tyrantrum…
"Where is that bastard?" Daniel said, leaning onto the desk for a better look.
"Big T escaped?"
"N-no, he's um…" Panic started to set into his chest as he zoomed in on a rather obvious hole in the wall. "Oh, shit…"
"Big T escaped." Beo stated, chuckling.
"This… this is the fifth…" Daniel slammed his fist on the table, the pain negligible as he rubbed his tired face with the other hand.
"What I think you mean to say is," Beo said, taking a bite out of the last half of his bagel. "this is the fifth motherfucking time that stupid fucking dino escaped his fucking exhibit."
Daniel snickered, still massaging his tired face as he thought about the paperwork he'd need to do in order to keep his job. Tyrantrum was, by far, the worst part about this job. Always needing to be watched, always needing to be cared for, if Daniel could get rid of one of these Pokemon, it would be this one.
"Y-yeah." He said, looking back at Beo with a grin. He had long since gotten used to Beo's sailor mouth. "You stole the words right from my mouth."
"Shotgun?" Beo asked, leaning back on the chair. "Or Machamp?"
"Ehh…" This was a genuine question. The shotgun, loaded with perfectly safe beanbag rounds, was fun to use, and would be perfect for teaching this Pokemon a lesson, but it was too early in the morning to deal with the paperwork necessary to get it from the armory. Machamp, on the other hand, well, his Pokeball was right in the safe under the desk. Daniel, much to Beo's dismay, leaned down, entering the combination to the safe in and grabbing the Great Ball.
"You gotta use it sometime, Dan." He said, taking a sip from a home brew.
"Not this early, I don't want to deal with a headache this early." Daniel explained as he tied his boots tight and suited up for the expedition.
"Pussy." Beo grinned, moving on the chair over to the TV monitors. "Have fun with the overtime. And hey, don't forget this!" Daniel caught a GPS tracking device just before it smacked him in the chest. "Idiot."
"Dick." Daniel shot back, grinning as he opened the door. He looked back to see Beo raising his cup in toast.
Outside was… pleasantly nice. Humid, but it was early enough in the day where it was actually quite chilly. The best part about working the graveyard shift was that Daniel was able to sleep during the hottest part of the day, but anyway…
He turned on the GPS tracker, tuning it to the chip in Tyrantrum's neck, groaning in annoyance. The Pokemon was on the complete other side of the island already. Luckily, it was a haunt he had favored, and, since there had already been four trips to it, Daniel could take the ATV. With luck, he'd be there within an hour or so. He walked down the steps to the main area of the park, unlocking and locking the gate to the security house behind him and taking a deep breath. The park wouldn't officially open until nine, so he had time to get Tyrantrum back.
The Research Center was where he was headed, which, luckily, was close. As he walked at a rather stiff pace, he gazed around at the attractions; information panels, maps, models and life size figures, one thing he couldn't complain about was the design of this park. It looked amazing, and he wished his family could have gone here once or twice when he had been a kid. He was so caught up in his wishful thinking that he was nearly run over by a modified golf-cart.
"Arceus!" Daniel cursed, slamming his hands on the hood of the cart, scaring the pasty, wide-eyed scientist driving it nearly half to death. "Watch where you're going, egghead!"
"S-sorry Daniel!" The man, a… well, Daniel didn't give a shit what he looked like. They all kinda looked the same; old, tired, not a lot of hair. This particular specimen was nearly bald. "I-I didn't mean to!"
"Yeah, whatever." Daniel grumbled, climbing into the cart with him. "You're going to the RC?"
"The… Research Center?" The scientist winced at the glare he got. "Y-yeah, I can drop you off."
"Thanks, let's go, I'm in a bit of a rush, can't you tell?" He motioned onward with his hands.
"O-oh, right."
The scientist didn't say another word until they were in front of the Research Center, much to Daniel's gratitude. He murmured another apology as Daniel hopped out of the cart, but the security guard waved him away as he pulled out his key card. The door's key card system turned from red to green as he slid the card down the slot, and he opened the door, breathing in the nice, cold air of the Research Center.
It wasn't a big building, not as big as it should be, if the babbling of the scientists was to be trusted, but one thing it did have was a nice HVAC system. It also was the home of the many Pokeballs that Fossil Park owned for its inhabitants. Daniel slid his key card through another three doors before he was in the room he needed to be in. It was almost like a closet, but instead of janitorial supplies there were pedestals with Pokeballs on them. He found the one marked with Tyrantrum's name and grabbed it, stuffing it beside Machamp's Pokeball.
He didn't really need to bring the Pokemon along, but the island still had some inhabitants that he didn't want to fight on his own, and if Tyrantrum caused any trouble, well, he was weak to Fighting types. This much Daniel knew. After shutting the door behind him, Daniel's heart nearly froze.
Standing right behind him was his girlfriend, an egghead by the name of Anna, an, "I gotcha!" look on her face. The two stood in silence for a brief second before Daniel chuckled, hugging her tight and kissing her neck. She gently pushed him away before he left any incriminating marks, a wide smile on her face.
"Hey sweet-stuff." He said, his mouth left tingling from the kiss she planted on him just moments before.
"Hey yourself. Who escaped?" She asked, her voice as sweet as honey.
"Tyrantrum." Daniel said, his heart sinking at the very mention of the name.
"Tsk…" Anna murmured, shaking her head. "Well, at least you don't have the shotgun."
"Yeah, at least." He raised his eyebrows, rolling his eyes slightly.
"Well, stay safe. It's that time of year for him, so he might be a bit more aggressive than usual."
"Noted." Daniel kissed her before turning and going. "Love 'ya!"
"Come home in one piece!" She called after him.
Daniel threw a thumbs up as he walked out of the hallway, then out of the next, and the next until he was at the doors of the Research Center. As soon as he had turned around, however, the smile dropped from his face. Seeing Anna was good, he told himself. So what if they hadn't been intimate in well over five months? So what if their entire relationship was maybe an hour or two every day for lunch. During his time working the first shift, it was fine; they'd romp around and make a mess of the bed every weekend or so, and at least they slept together when he was on the second shift. Third shift was awful, though, and them not having time for each other just… sucked.
He strode through the double doors, the golf cart egg-head was gone, thankfully; Daniel wasn't sure if he'd yell at him some more if he saw him. He walked for a few more minutes before he was at a very large, intimidatingly thick gate. When he first started here, he thought that, each time they needed to get out of the park, they'd have to open these gates, but as it turned out, they were just for show.
The real way out was a nearly hidden door to the side of it. It didn't even have a door knob, you unlocked it and pulled on the key and it swung open, and that's what he did. There was a small storage shack near the gate that housed a couple of ATV's, an old pickup truck, and some general maintenance stuff like mulch or tools. Daniel grabbed the clipboard that hung from a support beam and wrote his name, badge number, and equipment he was taking - the ATV. The good one, that is, as well as a five gallon jerry can full of fuel. The tank itself would last the whole trip, but you never know what goes on out on the uninhabited parts of the island.
The ATV was almost brand new, unlike the old, sucky one that management wanted him to take. It had been shipped from the mainland from a dealership and everything, and he'd be damned if he took the other one. It started up with a single turn of the engine, nearly silent, hell, it gave him goosebumps. The only thing the older ATV had on the newer one was the transmission. Older one had a fun, manual transmission, it took skill to drive, but this one was an automatic. So interesting, keeping his hand on the throttle as he drove.
And drove he did!
Daniel couldn't complain about sitting on the ATV, hand gripping the throttle tight as the wind blew past him. If human resources knew he was riding without a helmet, they'd throw a righteous snit, but he was already five or six miles away from the nearest security camera, so they could go screw themselves. Every now and then Daniel would have to slow down to a crawl to let some Pokemon go past him, or to get back on the trail, but he knew he was making good time. As he rode, he wondered if this was too much work, wondered if he should have just done the necessary paperwork and sent Beo out instead.
'He'd be angry, sure, but he'd understand.' Daniel thought, his teeth clattering as he drove over the stony terrain. 'He loves driving the ATV's anyway.'
Daniel drove for what seemed like forever over the bumpy road when something he wasn't too proud of happened. He felt stiff between his legs, the typical stiffness that he could normally relieve by himself at this time of day. Since he was driving the vehicle, though, well, nothing could be done. Capturing this Tyrantrum was priority number one, but delivering him as soon as possible could take the backseat for a few minutes while he rubbed one out.
Luckily, he was very, very close to where the Tyrantrum was; the trail was somehow even more devastated than it had been when Beo had tracked him down last. He pulled up to a brown pile of shit, giving it a good look. The steaming, rank smell made him grimace, Daniel drove forward a bit further before shutting the ATV off. Tyrantrum was close, very close. He took Machamp's Pokeball out, fingering the circular release button as odd sounds were grunted out in the distance, maybe fifty yards. They sounded odd, like Pokemon were mating, which wouldn't be a weird thing in and of itself in the middle of a forest, but there weren't any grunts or groans that came from a female, just a male.
Daniel, his curiosity and arousal getting the better of him, broke off into a quick walk, needing to know what exactly was going on. Tyrantrum could wait, he reasoned, not like the beast of a Pokemon was going anywhere. He pushed through some taller brush and ferns, and was surprised to see not only the Tyrantrum, but the area he was in. It wasn't nearly as broken and devastated as Daniel imagined a Pokemon of his size would live in.
It was rocky, a large hill that had been hidden by the trees rising overhead, trees everywhere. There were broken trees around the area Tyrantrum was, he had been making a nest or something for a mate, but what… what was he doing? Daniel watched as Tyrantrum lowered himself onto a barren, short and thick tree branch, his black and white eyes shutting in a pained concentration, diving down onto the branch until he reached the tree itself. He wiggled around on it, his large eyes opening and peering down at his ministrations.
Daniel continued to watch on, oddly fascinated as Tyrantrum kept pleasuring himself on the tree branch, but thought it was rather strange. Wasn't he a male? Wasn't that his genital slit he was lowering himself onto? Daniel, his curiosity finally getting the better of him, stood up and walked over to the Tyrantrum, his hand firmly clutching Machamp's Pokeball.
As he drew close, Tyrantrum sniffed the air, his eyes immediately locking onto Daniel, but he didn't do anything that would cause him fright, just looked at him helplessly. This wasn't nearly the reaction Daniel had expected.
"You… you okay there?" He asked, cautiously holding his hands up. The Tyrantrum didn't make a move, just watched. "You got out, somehow, and I need to bring you back, okay?"
Tyrantrum growled, a deep, stony thing that immediately made Daniel's hand grip Machamp's Pokeball twice as hard. The Pokemon rose off the tree branch, an odd squelching sound as it left him, and there it was. Between Tyrantrum's legs was his rather soft, flaccid length, which was a sad and pitiful look. It swung there as he stood up straighter, giving a challenging roar.
"Woah, woah!" Daniel cried out, his hands carefully in front of him. "I'm here to help, don't charge me or anything!"
The large beast of a Pokemon didn't do anything, he just looked at the Pokeball in Daniel's hand, his face contorted in an ugly frown. When he figured out what was making him so aggressive, Daniel nodded, pocketing the Pokeball, putting his hands down. Tyrantrum gave an odd, slow nod, his face becoming a bit more relaxed. Daniel pointed to his length, prompting the Pokemon to look down.
"You, eh… c-can't get it up?" He nervously asked.
Tyrantrum looked up, nodding.
"Anna-Anna said it was mating season for your kind, is that why?" He went on, approaching the Pokemon. The way Tyrantrum's Pokeball worked was odd, due to a technological fault. It required physical contact in order to recall him, a huge oversight, but he never heard from any of the eggheads or any suits in human resources.
His heart was racing as he drew closer and closer, his eye on the Pokemon's odd, red cock. The tip was rounded and triangular, a small bump in the middle of it where no doubt his cum flew from freely when he was aroused. Two short, bulging muscles ran parallel an inch or so above and below his tip, with two longer, thicker muscles below them, further down the shaft. To either side of his odd muscles were humps, large and flaccid like the rest of his length, his base seemed to sprout out of the middle of his legs. Daniel gulped, it certainly was the weirdest cock he had ever seen.
Tyrantrum growled a bit, lowering his head and looking at Daniel, making him gulp in fear for the first time in a long time. He had no reason to be scared of th- oh, what was he thinking! Of course he had reason to fear this monstrosity! Tyrantrum was easily two feet taller than him, had a maw full of razor sharp teeth, and had close to four hundred pounds of weight on him! His arms might be small, but those claws certainly weren't, and, being a dragon type, who knew when this Pokemon might just snap and kill him?
"E-easy, easy!" Daniel said as calmly as he could, but he could tell that the Tyrantrum saw right through him. He dared to reach down into his pocket to touch his Pokeball, but as soon as he did, Tyrantrum roared, and Daniel knew he was screwed, right then and there.
Within seconds of his grabbing the Pokeball, he was on the ground, a gigantic foot on his chest, the weight oppressive, crushing. Tyrantrum roared, reveling in his victory as Daniel choked, trying and failing to remove the foot. He genuinely thought he was going to die right then and there; he didn't know why Tyrantrum hadn't leaned his full weight onto him yet. As much pain as he was in, Daniel knew the Pokemon was holding back.
Tyrantrum looked down, looked at him, and he could see the curiosity in the Pokemon's eyes. Daniel gasped for air as Tyrantrum got off of him, his massive foot smashing down to his right. He coughed, his hands instinctively going to his chest to rub it when the Tyrantrum walked forward a bit. Daniel watched in horror as the Pokemon's odd length was moved right at his face, gulping.
Did… did the Pokemon expect to be serviced, or something? As thanks for not killing him? The hot length spat out something nasty that hit him on his face, making Daniel grimace as he shut his eyes. It didn't take long for Tyrantrum to lower himself on his hands, though, beginning to rub himself back and forth on Daniel, thoroughly coating him in his slime, his precum. He sputtered and gasped for breath as the flaccid length dragged back and forth on his face and hands, and, thankfully, the Pokemon didn't get hard. Tyrantrum pulled off Daniel for a few seconds, his soft member pulsing weakly, another glob of precum spurting out, again causing him to sputter.
The large Pokemon wasted no time, this odd reprieve lasting mere seconds. His soft length was driven back onto Daniel's face, getting rubbed around almost languidly, and he began to realize just what this Tyrantrum thought of him; nothing more than a worn down tree stump. Well, he wouldn't suck on the Pokemon, not right now, but the thought of being used, of having his face mean nothing to Tyrantrum, nothing more than something to rub his prick on, well… It made his pants tighten more, made his own prick throb.
The Tyrantrum was relentless in his rubbing, yet no matter how hard he rubbed, no matter how much globules of precum dripped from his weird, triangular tip, no blood rushed in, no erection took place. Even when he put his weight into it, even when Daniel thought he would be suffocated, there was no pleasure this Pokemon apparently felt. He raised his massive body again, his soft length languidly hanging mere inches above Daniel's mouth. A thick, clear ooze of his lubricant dripped from the tip, lazily falling on his lips.
Daniel's heart began to race as he licked his lips in curiosity, tasting the goo, the slime, and as much as he wanted to grimace even harder, to spit and curse the Pokemon out, he didn't. If he was honest with himself, well, he was even getting a little hard beneath his shorts. Not knowing what to do, Daniel gulped, reaching up and taking a hold of Tyrantrum with both hands, kneading his soft member. His reward, besides his heart skipping a beat, was another wet belch of precum.
Tyrantrum roared softly, lowering himself back onto Daniel. This time, and, he still didn't know why, but instead of trying to push the Pokemon off, Daniel helped him, rubbing his weird, soft shaft on his face, demanding the Pokemon feel every pore he had to offer, every nook and cranny. It made his own length throb with a devient excitement; not only was he doing something with another male, but a Pokemon!
And big, well endowed one, at that!
Daniel, still grasping Tyrantrum's leaky cock, cautiously poked his tongue out, giving his tip a small taste, a mere lick, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise. Tyrantrum didn't really… didn't really taste too bad. Daniel had never considered himself gay, didn't even think about it, hell, he even had a girlfriend, but as he rubbed this cock on his face, well…
Maybe he was?
At least at this particular time and place. After a few more heart pounding rubs, Daniel let go of Tyrantrum, holding his limp cock up as he looked up at him. His face was covered in the Pokemon's dripping lubricant, even as he spoke drops of the precum spat out of it.
"Let me help you." Daniel said, grinning. "If you agree to come back to the park, I'll grab something that will make this," he kneaded the soft length in his hands, then, "a lot harder than what it is now."
Tyrantrum looked him over for a few seconds, Daniel could tell he was fighting something inside of himself. Common sense seemed to win, because the Tyrantrum slowly nodded, raising himself and walking forward a bit, leaving Daniel to pick himself up. He did, grabbing the Pokeball out of his pocket and walking over to the Tyrantrum.
Before he pressed the Pokeball against Tyrantrum, he got on his knees, his cock now begging for release as he shuffled towards the Pokemon's leaky length. He didn't know why he was doing this, didn't know why at all, but he picked Tyrantrum's length up, bringing it to his mouth and giving the small, soft tip a few small licks before sticking it in. Tyrantrum roared loudly, pleasurably, as Daniel gave him a few curious sucks. It was amazing, oddly enough.
With that out of the way, Daniel pressed the Pokeball to Tyrantrum's thigh, his mouth left open in an "O" as he disappeared. Immediately, Daniel put the Pokeball back in his shorts and undid his belt, the button, and zipper in an instant. Within seconds, his hand was wrapped around his seven inch prick, stroking it fervently, furiously. He reached up to his face, taking a small break as he scooped some of the thick, slimy precum off and rubbed it all over his length.
With that, he continued, the wet, squishy sound of his hand gliding up and down his length making him grit his teeth. He normally didn't like to jerk off with lube, but something about this was deliciously wonderful, he made an exception as he worked and worked on himself. He didn't last for much longer, deciding to scream - since nobody was around - as he shot the pent up load that had dwelled in his balls for the past two weeks.
It was more than he ever remembered shooting before, more than his first blowjob, more than the first time with Anna, even more than that one time he had edged himself for hours on end. It left him shaking, his thighs quivering, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he continued to stroke himself, even long after the last of his seed had scattered upon the ground. It just felt so good, so blissful, so amazing.
With a deep, shuddering sigh, Daniel pressed his balled up fists against the ground, leaning on them like a Rillaboom might, his shallow breathing soon leaving him as he looked at the white cum seeping into the ground.
"Fuck…" He whispered to himself, his length becoming flaccid and cold, even as the sun beared down upon him. "Fuck…"
He was in that position longer than he'd like to admit. The precum on his face had long since dried when he finally heeded the screaming pain his knuckles were in, pushing himself off and up. Daniel hiked his shorts over his boxer briefs, tightening the belt with his sticky fingers as he thought about what had happened.
A Tyrantrum, no, Fossil Park's very own Tyrantrum, had rubbed his soft, leaky cock all over his face. He could have recalled him as soon as the Pokemon had lifted his foot off his chest, he could have done it before it had been rubbed all over him, but instead, Daniel had let him. He had let himself be used by the Pokemon, his face no doubt better than a tree branch. When Tyrantrum had pulled off, it was Daniel that encouraged that behavior, encouraged him to do more and more. It was Daniel that went back for seconds…
"I… I must be gay or something, right?" Daniel asked his reflection after he had washed his face off. "No way I'd do that to Beo or someone, but…" The more he thought about Tyrantrum's length on his face, the more he wanted it back. His shorts grew stiff again, but before he undid them, he checked the time and his face grew white.
The park would open in forty five minutes. Even if he went full throttle back, he'd still be fifteen minutes late. Daniel cursed under his breath, getting up and briskly walking back to the ATV. It again started up within a single turn of the engine, and within seconds, Daniel was speeding down the trail, panic gripping his chest.
. . .
He pulled into the maintenance shed, taking the key and placing it in the lockbox as he ran through the list of things he had to do to check back in. It went by in such a blur that he didn't even see the lead maintenance technician, he had to hurry now. Tyrantrum was one of the most popular exhibits in the park, people would no doubt be wondering where he was, pressing their noses against the glass as they waited for the Pokemon to show himself.
Flying through the crowd, Daniel grasped the Pokeball in his hand, holding it tight as he "excuse me," and "pardon me'd" through them. Within the minute he was by the door, unlocking it and entering. Tyrantrum's cave stunk of feces and raw meat, he wondered when it would be cleaned out. Hell, why wasn't it cleaned out when Tyrantrum was led to his sleeping quarters, the same one he had broken out of five separate times?
He released the Pokemon, nervously shuffling back towards the door. Tyrantrum looked back, frowning at him.
"Just… remember what I said. Behave and there'll be more stuff like that." Daniel said, grinning. Tyrantrum nodded a bit faster, a bit excitedly - even though that frown never left his face.
Daniel shut the door just in time to block the ear splitting roar that Tyrantrum bellowed as he stomped out of the cave. He could hear the crowd cheering, even on the complete other side of the exhibit, and, for the first time, was actually looking forward to something on this boring island.
Taking his time now, and with all the politeness he could muster up for these rich, entitled tourists, Daniel made his way to the Research Center. It was a building closed off to the general public, but that still didn't stop the occasional tourist wandering past the big, red and white signs that read, "STAFF ONLY," and "KEEP OUT." Even now, there was someone with his wife and four children, looking into the Research Center.
"Excuse me," Daniel said, that commanding voice coming from deep inside of him. He knew not where he had found it, but it sure came in handy now.
"O-oh!" The man said. He was skinny, for a tourist, dressed in a red shirt that said something Daniel didn't bother reading. It seemed as if the parents were bad at parenting, as the mother and four children were also dressed in the bright red shirt. "Sorry, we just got a little turned around, heh. Looking for the bathrooms."
"Go back down the path, take a right and follow that path 'till you can't anymore." Daniel said, motioning back down the path with a thumb.
"O-okay!" The man said, nodding to his family.
They shuffled past him, the youngest of the bunch waddling instead of walking. It didn't help that they reeked, but hell, he probably didn't smell so hot himself, not after the graveyard shift, a nice jaunt across a seven hundred acre island, and a fun time with a large Pokemon. Daniel slid his keycard down the reader, taking in a deep sigh of relief as the cool air blasted him, cooled not only his skin, but his temper as well. He hated dealing with tourists, even if they were nice to him.
Just then, however, he saw something that made his anger well up again. It was that egghead, the one who almost ran him over today.
"Hey!" Daniel called, his anger bleeding into the shout. The man winced, and when he saw Daniel, the color drained from his face. He wiggled a finger towards him, beckoning him.
"Y-yes, yes sir?" The man said. His nametag read "Henry".
"Can you call Anna here?" Daniel said, his voice empty, taking on a scary tone.
"A-Anna?"
"She works in the egg team? C'mon, you have to know her."
The egghead Henry mouthed both, 'Anna,' and 'egg team,' looking down for a few seconds. Daniel snapped his fingers a couple of times under the egghead Henry's gaze, making the scientist jump.
"Y-yeah, I know her." He gave a brief, curt smile and turned on his heel, grabbing a phone from the wall and dialing her extension. He muttered a few words, looking over to Daniel a couple of times before nodding and hanging up. "She'll be here in a minute, sir."
"Good." Daniel said, sitting down in a nearby chair.
"A-are we…" He looked down, nervously shifting his weight between his feet. "S-square?"
Daniel just looked at him, the malice and rising anger visible in his icy gaze. The egghead Henry quickly shuffled away, leaving him alone in the cold atrium to wait for the love of his life. It made him wonder, now that he knew he liked, or at least, thought he liked, Tyrantrum, how… how would his relationship with Anna fair? Would it end soon? Would this just be a one time thing with the Pokemon? A mere tryst, or something more?
"Please don't antagonize Henry," A familiar voice spoke up, pulling Daniel from his thoughts. "he's slated to take over the incubation ward, he'll be my boss's boss."
It was Anna, as beautiful as ever. Did his heart melting when he saw her mean he was still straight? "And I'd prefer not to piss him off just yet."
"Fine, fine, I'll leave the egghead alone." Daniel said, grinning and standing to his feet. "For now. If he tries to run me over again, though, well I won't care if he runs this damn park, I'll throttle him."
The two embraced, sharing a small kiss before Anna pulled away, grimacing slightly.
"You eh…"
"Need a shower?" Daniel said, grinning and nodding, then: "H-hey, I need a favor." He was already blushing.
"Yes? What is it?" Anna asked, curiously.
"Do… do you have any um…" Gods, he hated this. "PP Ups?"
"What… what for? You don't have a Pokemon?"
"It's not for me, dear." Daniel whispered, pulling her close. "It's for Tyrantrum. You were right; it's mating season. He keeps escaping to find someone, but when I went to go and get him today…" After a slight snicker, "he can't get it up. I figure, I give him a PP Up, he gets stiff and uses a tree or something, calms himsel-... why are you laughing?"
Anna couldn't hold her laughter back any more, her face contorting in bemused laughter, but covered her mouth all the same. After she composed herself - even that was a stretch of the word; she kept giggling at random intervals - Anna shook her head, a big grin on her face.
"You goofball." She said, giggling once more. "PP Ups aren't… they don't do that. They raise the amount of times a Pokemon can use a move. Not…" Again, another snicker. "Not make them aroused."
Daniel, thoroughly embarrassed, shook his head. Anna grinned as she slapped his arm playfully. She nodded in the direction of a door and the two took off at a brisk pace. That was always the thing with Anna, Daniel thought, she never wasted his time or made fun of him too much.
The two walked through a couple of different, thick doors, each leading further into the Research Center. A room labeled, "Seasonal Developments," was one they went into and Anna, always the resourceful person, was easily able to find the powder he was looking for. Daniel clung by the door frame, too afraid to walk more than a couple of steps into this room full of glass beakers and expensive lab equipment. Truth be told, he'd never been in a lab like this, the only thing he could have compared it to was his high school's science classrooms, but those didn't have such costly looking machinery just lying around like this one did.
Anna measured out some of the powder, wearing a full-face respirator and everything which, again, scared Daniel. He wasn't used to a lab environment, should he have one of those on? W-was he supposed to be wearing safety glasses or gloves or something? What if that powder was toxic? The very thought frightened him, and he couldn't describe the relief he felt when Anna screwed the cap on the large container, and capped off the smaller one as well. It was a small vial, maybe half the size of Daniel's palm, marked with a skull and crossbones. This shit was dangerous, wasn't it?
When he asked that question to Anna, she briskly nodded, pulling the respirator off, but gave him a reassuring smile.
"You'll definitely need to pour this all in a bowl of water. Make sure not to breathe any of it in, okay?" She asked, looking into his eyes as she grabbed his hands. Daniel nodded, gulping as he looked down at his clenched hands. "Say it, say you won't breathe it in."
"I-I'll try my best not to breathe it in?" Daniel asked, eyebrows raised.
"Good. This stuff will get Tyrantrum hard, but it'll make your heart explode if you breathe too much in." Anna said, holding his hands tighter as his eyes grew as wide as saucers.
"D-don't breathe it in, got it." He said, becoming suddenly aware of just how tired he was. Daniel checked his watch, his eyes bulging even more. Eleven already. He shook his head, looking up at Anna. "I gotta get to bed, hun."
"I figured." She said, lovingly cupping his cheek. "You have fun tonight, just be careful, take the Machamp. Nothing's more dangerous than a horny Pokemon."
Daniel snorted, grinning ear to ear as he carefully held the vial in his hand. The two embraced, lovingly giving each other a soft kiss before pulling away. Anna led her boyfriend out of the Research Center and into the heat of Fossil Park. It had seemed like it was a completely different world, one of gimmicks and cheap gift shop merchandise, but that didn't matter to Daniel anymore.
As he made his way to the private entrance to the housing district, he made sure to stop by Tyrantrum's exhibit. He leaned on the railing, a cliff of thirty feet separated him from the Pokemon, who was walking around, occasionally roaring at a guest. He put his fingers in his mouth, whistling hard, whistling loud, and immediately got the attention of Tyrantrum. They made eye contact, and Daniel held the vial up, shaking it with a grin. Tyrantrum bobbed his head slowly, as if understanding that Daniel had kept his side of the bargain.
Daniel, thoroughly exhausted, swiped his keycard and entered the housing district. It was a pretty neat place, much different from the gimmick that was Fossil Park. There were three tall apartment buildings, two for the scientists, one for the maintenance staff, the security guards, all the people who didn't have PhDs or doctorates that lived and worked here.
After unlocking the door to the apartment he shared with Anna, Daniel carefully put the aphrodisiac on the counter, making sure the container was shut tight. Once sure of its state, he immediately took his shirt off, walking into his room and chucking it into the hamper before stripping the rest of his clothing off. When he was naked, utterly and completely, he walked into the bathroom, looking into the mirror.
Nowadays, he scarcely recognized himself. Sure, most of the tan had gone away in the months spent working the night shift, but when he was working first or second, the tan he'd get was insane. His frame, while losing some muscle definition from sitting inside all night, was usually well built from working out. Pitch black hair came down to his ears in a messy mop, Daniel made a mental note to get it cut back just a bit as his eyes glanced down to his cock, which made him smile.
He had always been more of a shower than a grower, and he liked that. Sure, growers might have that awe factor, where even a tiny nub of a penis could turn into something fun for women to sit on, but when he pulled his pants down well, he did enjoy the ladies eyes lighting up. Even now, his flaccid, six inch length made him sigh with pride.
"Get a hold of yourself, weirdo." He told himself, chuckling as he turned on the shower.
After washing off the day's grime, Daniel dried himself off, walking through the house as he did so, turning on the air conditioner. He liked it cold, made snuggling beneath the blankets all that more satisfying. When he hit the bed, Daniel scarcely had the energy to pull said blankets over his body before going to sleep.
. . .
A loud, booming crack of thunder was what awoke him. Daniel sat up, panic initially rushing through his body. Gods, how he hated that sound. It was pretty cold now, cold enough to make him shiver, and he quickly got dressed in a pair of jeans and this old, button up flannel shirt, whose sleeves he rolled up to his elbows. After his socks and boots were thrown on, Daniel filled a water bottle up, carefully holding it out as he dumped the aphrodisiac into it, capping it immediately once it was all done. He shook the bottle as he walked out of the apartment, and saw some dark clouds rolling in, but they were way off in the distance, way off.
Besides, with his loins already stirring at the thought of having Tyranrtum's cock in his mouth again, a bit of cloudy weather wouldn't stop him. It was evening, sure, maybe eight or so. He only had an hour or two before it would be completely dark, but he figured an hour would be more than enough to sate his curiosity, even accounting for the long drive to Tyrantrum's nest.
With Tyrantrum's Pokeball snug in his pocket, he made his way over to the holding cells, which was where they kept all sorts of Pokemon for the night. Sure, it was a bit of a hassle getting them all back in their exhibits, but Tyrantrum's Pokeball was the only one that malfunctioned. The rest could be recalled for easy transportation.
When he finally got there, maintenance had just locked his cage. Daniel, not wanting to make conversation, continued to walk a bit longer, walking over to a railing and leaning on it, biding his time.
As the seconds passed, the maintenance staff eventually left the area, leaving him alone with all the Pokemon. Daniel took his keys out, carefully, quietly unlocking Tyrantrum's gate. Inside of the enclosure was a nest of straw that served as a bed for the Pokemon inside; Tyrantrum was already lying on it. When Daniel opened the gate, he raised his head and looked over, eyes already growing wide.
His chest grew tight as the Pokemon got to his feet, racing over to him. Having a nearly six hundred pound, eight foot tall Pokemon charging at you wasn't the most pleasant thing, but something happened that genuinely surprised Daniel. When Tyrantrum drew close, he slowed down, stopped in front of him, and licked him from toe to head, covering him in a thin film of saliva. Daniel sputtered, eyes wide and full of odd nervousness as he looked at the Tyrantrum.
For the first time in his life, it seemed as if the Pokemon was happy.
"O-okay…?" He asked, chuckling a bit and wiping the saliva from his face. He held the water bottle up, smiling widely. "I got it. I'd give it to you now, but…" Daniel pointed up at the camera, and the Tyrantrum followed his gaze. He bobbed his head, and he wondered if the Pokemon understood what it was for. Tyrantrum didn't offer any resistance when Daniel pressed the Pokeball against his thick hide.
His heart was racing now. The weight of a full Pokeball, the weight on his chest from the nervousness of what he was about to do, it made him want to sit down, but he didn't. No, Daniel rushed towards the gate that led out of the island, dashed his name on the chart, barely remembered to top the ATV off and bring a spare jerry can.
He pushed the newer machine to its limits, not caring what human resources would tell him, or how that idiot Pat might scold him, now was the time to drive. The sooner he got to the nest, the better; the clouds were upon him now, the light, cold dots of rain pattering softly on his face and forearms.
The hour rushed by within minutes, it felt like. Daniel was by that same brown pile that he had parked the ATV earlier in the day, but he drove forward a bit more, into Tyrantrum's nest. He had been a bit mistaken; the clouds had sucked the sunlight from the sky, it was now dark, and the rain was coming down much heavier than he expected it might.
He turned the high beams on and dismounted the ATV, his heart pounding. This was really gonna happen. The time to turn back, if there ever was one, had long since passed him by. Daniel fingered the Pokeball in his hands nervously, pressing the release button and shielding his eyes from the flash of light.
Tyrantrum was illuminated by the light from Daniel's ATV, and hell, did he look scary. Already hard, Daniel grabbed the bottle of aphrodisiac, motioning for the Tyrantrum.
"Open your mouth and drink this, let's see how this works." He said, unscrewing the cap.
Tyrantrum crouched down a bit, angling his mouth backwards, and Daniel reached inside, pouring the liquid down his throat. It was a little unnerving reaching into this maw, but any fear of mortal harm was gone from his body. When he was done, Daniel nodded and went back to the ATV.
It was time.
He started with his boots first, undoing the knots as rain pelted his body, and the rest of his clothing was off in a blur, laid across the ATV. He stood in the rain, shivering, erect, and full of curiosity. When Daniel looked back at Tyrantrum, he was a little nervous. The Pokemon's length hadn't even poked out of his slit yet. He approached Tyrantrum, putting a hand on the Pokemon's beefy jaw.
"Let's see if some physical stimulation works. Lie down." He commanded. To his delight, Tyrantrum obeyed, first kneeling down, then falling to his side. Once on his side, he scooted himself upwards until his belly was in the air, his slit exposed. Daniel gulped.
He straddled the Pokemon's tail, his balls rubbing the leathery, scaly skin as he made his way close to his slit. Curiosity got the better of him, and Daniel prodded a finger into the flesh. It easily sunk into it, right down to his knuckle, so he pushed and poked the rest of his hand in as well. It was warm inside of the slit, not freakishly warm, like Anna was, but still pleasant enough to make his cock throb. He felt around in the slit, feeling the loose, almost rubbery length that Tyrantrum sported. Pulling it had no effect; he would be inside of himself until the aphrodisiac went to work.
When he had pushed his hand inside of Tyrantrum's slit, the Pokemon had grunted, a deep, gravelly thing, and laid his head back. Daniel grinned, realizing that he enjoyed this, enjoyed having a human fist him. He began to slide his hand in and out of the slit, each push down making him softly grunt. Each time he went down, Daniel's knuckles hit the odd, flaccid tip. Spreading out his fingers inside of him, Daniel wrapped his hand around the length, squeezing and tugging on it, seeing if it would join the party.
When his length didn't budge, Daniel just went back to thrusting his entire fist in and out of the slit. He deftly began to stroke his own member unknowingly, so consumed with fisting him that he didn't recognize his own pleasure. It took a few more hard thrusts before Daniel snapped out of it, realizing what he could do. Tyrantrum was certainly slick enough…
He moved closer to the Pokemon's slit, angling his cock downwards, down at the slit. Tyrantrum roared, and he grunted softly in unison, as he drove his length inside of the slit. As he docked with the Pokemon, he felt his cock push against Tyrantrum's own soft member, rub against his tip, against the bottom of his length with one thrust, against the top with another. It felt large inside of him, but since this wasn't something Tyrantrum did on a daily basis, he was quite tight. There wasn't much texture, not like Anna, but the pressure of Tyrantrum's member against his own as he thrusted his entire seven inch length inside of him more than made up for it.
Daniel laid down on the Pokemon's soaking wet belly, wrapping his arms around it as he fucked the hole, holding on for support as he drove his cock deep inside before slapping his waist down. Each thrust in was received with more and more pressure, but Daniel didn't really care what that was all about. He was so caught up in the pleasure of fucking this slit that it hardly registered with him that Tyrantrum was becoming hard.
It wasn't until he felt the rising length poke him in his balls that he stopped. As he had been thrusting in, Daniel noticed that he had been able to in less and less, and, to his dismay, yet utter amazement, Tyrantrum was now erect, or, at least growing. Daniel rolled off of him, straddling his tail again as he watched the effects of the aphrodisiac; Tyrantrum grew and grew and grew until he was an astonishing length.
He was pretty good at guessing lengths, and assumed that this bulging rod must have been at least two feet long, yet thin, maybe two inches around at its thickest. At the base of Tyrantrum's impressive member was a thick, oddly muscular bulge, not big enough to be a knot, maybe it was just to press against a mate's groin to keep his seed in? Whatever it was, it made Daniel's heart skip a beat.
"Fuck he's big…" He murmured, poking and prodding at his length.
Daniel was still yearning for an orgasm, and he began to look around. There was no way this Pokemon would tolerate any sort of anal sex, so he looked at his cock again, specifically at the bulge. He reached down, feeling around, and was surprised at how easily his fingers were able to slip under. It felt squishy enough, so he grabbed at his length again, pressing himself against the bulge.
Daniel murmured as his cock easily slipped under the small knot. Above his length was the mound of flesh, underneath him was Tyrantrum's soft skin, to his left was more of the softness, and to the right was whatever cock lay beneath the bulb. He began to push in and out of this odd thing, hugging Tyrantrum's erect length close to him. Hell, this thing was amazing; long and dripping already, bulging with muscle in some places.
Best of all…
If Daniel craned his neck, he was easily able to slip the triangular tip inside of his mouth, maybe a few inches of cock with it. He didn't need much motivation for this; Tyrantrum's occasional grunts and spurts of precum were more than enough for him, and the nice contractions he made pressed hard against Daniel's shaft, making him groan each time his own length went underneath the bulging member. Daniel, who had more than since recovered from the afternoon jerk off, concentrated on sucking Tyrantrum off to stave off the lust he felt, the lust that demanded he thrust wildly, to cum as soon as possible.
It often got like this when he went without sex for a long time; that beast that grew inside of his chest. It made anything related to sex feel a hundred times better, but made him less than a common animal whose only instinct is to fuck. Now was one of these times, his mind was fuzzy as his cock slid into the firm, squishy flesh. For most of the thrusts, Daniel didn't want his tip to leave the makeshift hole he had gotten, but when he kept moving his length, kept thrusting further across, he felt wild pleasure stab at his groin.
He took his thrusts down to a mere crawl, beginning to focus a bit more on Tyrantrum, who he felt he had neglected. The Pokemon had his head thrown back in bliss, clearly enjoying Daniel's soft sucks and warm mouth. Hot precum coated the roof of his mouth, his tongue and cheeks as he sucked and felt around with his tongue. This was a leaky creature for sure, and he couldn't wait to bring him to an orgasm, to see just how much this Pokemon was able to shoot.
He was so caught up with an internal debate to either spit or swallow that he barely felt the orgasm raking his body until the first rope shot out of him. He doubled over, the long, pulsing cock falling to Tyrantrum's body with a wet splat as Daniel grunted, the first spurt of cum followed quickly by a second, a third, a fourth. With each spurt, Tyrantrum seemed to tense up, his cock bulging and making Daniel shudder in absolute bliss. Never before had he experienced anything like this, he could've only described it as utter joy.
When the cum dribbled out, leaving Daniel murmuring and shivering from the pouring rain, Tyrantrum rolled around. He fell to the ground, but didn't care; the sheer post orgasmic bliss was too much for him to even notice. No, it wasn't until he felt something thick poking at his asshole that he realized he was even on the ground. Before he could say anything, do anything, or even comprehend what was going on, his asshole was suddenly spread wide, and he immediately cried out in pain as Tyrantrum thrusted deep into him.
Daniel, who had never experimented with anything like this, screamed in pain as Tyrantrum drove half of his massive length into him, gripping the rocky ground in front of him as the Pokemon roared in triumph. There were no breaks, however, no time to get used to it as Tyrantrum immediately pulled out, thrusting again deep inside his asshole, another spike of pain shooting around his tight ring of pulsing muscle. So many sensations hit him at once; the overall fleshiness of Tyrantrum's member, the length of it, the pain - of course -, and a fervent need to shit himself.
Each time Tyrantrum drove down into him, that feeling came back, that need to defecate, but each time he was violated, the feeling slowly went away. After the tenth or twentieth thrust, the feeling was all but an afterthought, as well as the pain he had. Sure, if Tyrantrum had pushed himself deeper into him it might have hurt, but he was very reserved in just how far he pushed himself in. At least Daniel had that.
And after the thirtieth time Tyrantrum had thrusted in - he had been keeping count - Daniel began to moan in pleasure he never thought he'd feel. Whenever he thought about shoving something up his ass and had acted on it, it had always been something crazy, like a cucumber or some other makeshift dildo. It had never felt good, never been something he wanted to do. But as Tyrantrum fucked him, dominated him utterly, he realized just how much he liked the situation he was in. To be underneath such a large, horny Pokemon, the thrusting cock spreading his virgin asshole was something else entirely.
After a few more desperate thrusts, Daniel smacked Tyrantrum's thick legs, making the Pokemon stop and look down. To his surprise, he rose to his elbows, pushing back on the large cock until he was on his knees. Tyrantrum let out a deep, pleasured growl as Daniel began to bob up and down his length mere inches at a time. He was now at the point where any thrusting from Tyrantrum would most likely tear him in half, but it was worth it, he knew, so, so worth it.
Daniel became lost in a daze of emotions and feelings; lust, dull pain, a throbbing erection, curiosity, and joy as he rocked back and forth on this Pokemon's cock. He felt it push against his abdomen whenever he worked it back as far as he could, could feel the Tyrantrum tense up with each push backwards. When Daniel moved forward, an odd sucking feeling made him moan; it was as if his guts were being pulled down with the throbbing, needy rod.
Tyrantrum began to shift his weight, moving to one side before going to the next as he was fucked. Daniel watched as he put his head to the ground, letting out an ear splitting roar. It was so loud he had to cover his already ringing ears, and it wasn't two seconds later that he felt the first hot, fat spurt of cum shoot inside of him. The pump of cum made Daniel gasp in surprise, his chest feeling light from the internal splattering from the next gigantic rope of cum.
He gritted his teeth as Tyrantrum shot the entire contents of his balls inside of him, making his stomach bulge and his ass feel warm, hot, even. Cum filled him to the point of it spurting out of his hole, dripping down his legs, his chest, his balls, even a strand or two running up to his chin. The Pokemon, even after shooting an impossible amount, still came inside of him.
With a weak, shuddering roar, Tyrantrum pulled out of Daniel, the lack of his cock inside of him making him fall to the ground. With the cum streaming from his asshole, Tyrantrum's length pulsed one, two, three more times, maybe even more, each throb depositing a thick, hot rope of cum onto his back and neck. When the Pokemon was finally, utterly drained of his seed, he picked his head up and moved backwards. Daniel could feel the gaze of the Pokemon as he looked at his handiwork.
A hot, thick, wet tongue licked up his ass and back, apparently cleaning him up or something. Daniel was dull with pain and joy, not wanting to move, not wanting to feel the damage the Pokemon had inflicted upon his ass. It wasn't his decision to move, however, as Tyrantrum nudged him, flipping Daniel over onto his back. A icy stake of pain shot up his butt, making him wince, but what happened next sent him into a spiral of fear.
Daniel, during the rough fucking he had endured, had gotten quite stiff. His stiffness hadn't left him when Tyrantrum was finished with him, and now, with the most sensitive thing on his body inside the maw of an ill-tempered Pokemon, he couldn't help but shiver in fear. Tyrantrum wasn't good at this by any sense of the word, but the subtle sucking he felt, as well as the thick, rough tongue that flicked across his length made up for it.
Tyrantrum began to bob his massive head down to his groin, sucking his length into his mouth as he did so. Each move, no matter how tiny, made Daniel's legs grow numb with pleasure. How long had it been since he had gotten head? The fear slowly began to leave him as he was sucked off; Tyrantrum was much more gentle than he had given the beast credit for. Each bob down, each press of snout against his fleshy groin was absolutely amazing. Daniel placed a palm on Tyrantrum's snout to stabilize himself, and the Pokemon's white and black eyes flicked open, looking at him curiously. Daniel didn't flinch, didn't even see, in fact, he was in too much pleasure, his head was thrown back. The Pokemon began to suck again, moving his head up and down again, his tongue pressing Daniel's length against the top of his mouth. It slid between teeth he had used to rip and tear the flesh from his food, yet this meant a lot to Tyrantrum.
To this beast, he didn't consider this human as just some prey. He had been able to make him feel better than any female ever could have, so when the human's small cock slid into his mouth, when the human placed a hand on his snout, he didn't mind. He wanted to reward this human. Tyrantrum kept sucking, an odd sensation, when the human suddenly grabbed his maw, holding it tightly against his groin. His eyes opened in surprise when a hot, salty liquid spurted onto his tongue; the human's seed. There wasn't much of it, but what little there was was intoxicatingly wonderful.
Daniel finally let go of Tyrantrum, panting and squirming as he licked his quickly shrinking cock. He was left alone after one long lick up his length, the tongue able to completely wet his entire groin. At this point, the rain had since stopped, leaving the two dripping in the cool night air. He figured it would have been responsible to get dressed, to bring Tyrantrum back to his enclosure, but when the big creature laid beside him and almost instantly went to sleep, he knew he had to spend the night with him. He snuggled up, resting his head on Tyrantrum's neck, the pain he had felt slowly dimming as his head swam with pleasure. Daniel dragged Tyrantrum's paw on his belly and held it there as he drifted off under the moon and stars, the ATV's automatic shut-off feature drenching the nest in an inky blackness.
. . .
He knew there would be hell to pay when he woke up. Daniel had stayed in the same position the whole night, sleeping against the Tyrantrum's neck. He sat up, looking over at the snoozing Pokemon, smiling at him. Last night had been something else for sure. His ass was in sheer pain as he rose, and he struggled to even walk over to the ATV to grab his damp clothing. Getting dressed was even worse.
When he finally turned back to Tyrantrum, Pokeball in hand, he gulped. Tyrantrum was still sleeping, yet he had some obvious morning wood. His cock was harder than it had been last night, stiff as all hell as it gently throbbed in the slight breeze. Daniel moved down to it, getting on his knees with a smile. Hell could wait, right now there was a needy Tyrantrum for him to service.
. . .
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