M Charmander x M Vulpix

Hello everyone, long time no see. Apparently yesterday was my tenth year of writing smut. That's neat. Here's a story, it's got five parts and I was originally going to upload it all at once, but I figure I could just do it a week at a time and maybe get some more written, but no promises. Writing is hard nowadays.

Anyway this is part of a bigger story, all of it's on my discord but I'm breaking it up because I'm evil and I hate you. But if you want to read it all, the rest is on my discord, here's the linky. Story is about Charmander fuckin gettin some. He's always been my favorite Pokemon, but I never wrote anything that really felt like I could justify saying something like that, up until now. Anyway, here's the link to my discord. gwMQYFz3Ch

Charmander sat in the cave, nervously twiddling his thumbs. He was well aware that fire types should be brave, brash, and bold, much like his parents were, but Charmander wasn't his parents. They wouldn't feel this shaky, they wouldn't feel as cold, and they certainly wouldn't be trembling. He wasn't his parents, so he was shaky, he was cold, and he was trembling.

What had he gotten himself into…

He took another glance past the rock that led out to the main path away from his cave, his home. Icy fear flashed through his veins as he saw Vulpix's head bobbing up and down as he walked up the path. It shouldn't have come as much of a shock as it did, Charmander had been the one to invite him over, after all.

After clenching his hands for a few moments to ready himself, Charmander walked from the cave and put on a brave smile as Vulpix drew close. He was greeted with a smile and a nuzzle once he got close. After a nervous gulp, he chuckled nervously and gave the soft fur on his friend's head a few pets.

"So they're gone?" He asked, his voice was just as warm as the fur he was petting.

"For a few hours, ye-yeah!" Charmander was trying not to shake, but if it bothered Vulpix, he hid it.

"Well?"

"Oh! Um… right here?" Looking around, Charmander wondered whether or not someone was watching.

"Bring me inside first!" Vulpix laughed, a short, pleasant thing.

"Oh, oh right…" He turned awkwardly and stumbled back into the cave, walking a bit faster than he normally did. Why'd his heart have to thump so loudly?

"Nice cave." Vulpix brushed his thigh as he passed him, then turned and looked up at him.

"T-thanks?" Charmander looked around. It was just a hole in the ground to him…

"Now!" Vulpix pawed forward, slowly walking beside him.

The two were roughly the same size when he jumped up and put his front paws on his shoulders. After a brief moment of eye contact, Vulpix pushed his snout against his mouth. Charmander shivered as he felt something warm and firm lock his tongue. He eagerly opened his mouth, letting it explore for a bit as he did the same. Vulpix had rows of sharp teeth, much unlike his four fanged maw.

They pulled away, both foolishly giggling. They'd just kissed.

"That feels… weird." Charmander said as Vulpix dropped down nuzzled his legs. He was getting a bit close to…

Nope, no, nope, he knew what he was going for. Charmander froze upright as an incredibly warm tongue licked the entire length of his slit. With a whimper and a gasp, he met his gaze as air rushed into his lungs.

"Yeah, it did. How about I lick something else instead?"

"uhmm..." Charmander could feel his face grow red with embarrassment. He remained silent, it was all he could do to simply nod and bury his face in his hands, much to Vulpix's amusement.

"Is this really your second time?" He asked after a second delightful lick.

He, very hesitantly, silently shook his head.

"No, no I can tell." The giggle made him blush even harder, somehow. "It's okay, you just enjoy each," A long, deep lick caused him to tremble, "and every," Another lick, "lick!"

And with that, Vulpix began to lick, and lick, and lick... Charmander couldn't believe just how hard he shook as Vulpix began to lap at his slit, at the small, but growing bump that was his taper. It wasn't at all like he expected it to be, his tongue was so much warmer and so much rougher. Not rough in a bad way, by any means.

On the contrary, Charmander couldn't help but let out a squeaky, embarrassing cry whenever the tongue lazily, slowly, but purposefully, licked up his slit. Over and over again he licked, just like he said he would last time Charmander spoke to him. He'd been friendly with Vulpix for a while, close, even, and wanted to ask him at the start of his rutting season. After a wink and a nod, he was here, now, licking at his ever stiffening shaft.

Vulpix didn't bother letting him get completely hard before he gently took him into his snout. He shivered for the very first time, the muzzle sealing around his shaft. The slick, the suction, the dragging texture he felt as his cock was slowly sucked out of his slit, sucked until hard. With a delighted moan, Vulpix moved all the way up to his tip and let it fall from his maw, giving it a few licks after as he looked up at him.

"A bit bigger than I was expecting…"

"It… it is?" Charmander was a bit doubtful, he'd always figured he was a bit smaller than most, especially given his height.

"A bit. Should I keep sucking, or do you wanna do something else?" He wagged his rump, the big, brown eyes wide with need.

"Something else?"

"Like… stick it in me, dummy." Vulpix pushed off him and flipped around, looking behind with a large grin as he presented his rear to him.

"Oh…"

Charmander's eyes grew wide when he saw what was in front of him. With a gulp, he reached over and poked a finger against the tight hole, he was really touching a butt. It was firm, much more firm than he expected. As he rubbed around, Vulpix allowed his finger to push in a bit. He pushed his small finger in, but due to their stubby size, it seemed as if it was all or nothing. Fist or nubby finger, and he doubted a Pokemon as small as Vulpix could deal with his fist right away. So he felt, rubbed, and poked. Occasionally he'd be told to touch somewhere in particular, other times he did what he felt was making him moan the most.

Charmander put a hand below the tails. He pushed them away just to see more clearly what he was working with. Vulpix pressed them flat against his back, arching a bit more to really show his hole off. It took a few attempts, but the licking and sucking had gotten him hard enough; Charmander held his breath as he pushed every inch he had into this tight Pokemon all at once.

The sensation was fierce and immediate, he fell forward, legs gave out, pushed both of them down onto the ground. Vulpix huffed, and looked back, but Charmander was quick to find that warmth again. After a few eager attempts, he found the mark - with a little help - and sank back into that tiny, warm rear again. Both of them shivered, despite the heat. Charmander spread his fingers as he ran his hands up and down Vulpix's back, it caused him to groan and clench ever so slightly.

He dared not ruin the moment, the experience, by trying to tell him how good it felt, or how tight he was. From that smug look on his face, he knew exactly how good it felt to someone who'd never experienced it before. As good as it felt to hold himself inside, Charmander could tell that there was something to thrusting, and so he began to. Tight as he was, it was a little surprising to him how he seemed to loosen up the longer he went.

Between the handful of plump, furry Vulpix ass, the sight of that very same Vulpix, his taper stretching him more and more with each thrust, and the feelings, those wonderful, wonderful feelings, Charmander was the luckiest Pokemon in the world. He grabbed around the base of those wonderful tails with an arm and used it as leverage for each thrust he wildly rammed into that tight, clenching hole. He gave one, two, three, four quick, shaky pushes before pausing, gasping for breath.

It hadn't occurred to him that he actually needed to breathe until then. Charmander slowly pushed inside of Vulpix, panting as everything grew tight and warm around his shaft again. Maybe he just clenched when he wasn't being pounded into the dirt. After all, Charmander didn't clench his butt every single second of the day. But Vulpix was certainly clenching now, he couldn't help but shiver as he pushed and pulled his length from that.

There was no rush, no need to be fast or frantic. He was already feeling much closer to an orgasm than he wanted to. It felt hot, slick, even tickled him in certain areas that made his feet clench from the sensation. Charmander pulled back a bit, not enough to slide out of him, but enough to where he could watch as his throbbing little taper repeatedly dipped into that warmth. Over and over again, the poke, the stretch, how it seemed to suck him in after the thickest part of his taper was pushed in. It was everything he hoped it would be.

Charmander gave his rear a firm slap, it came out of nowhere and made him feel terrible, but the moan that came from Vulpix… He couldn't help but shiver and grab at that fuzzy rump.

"G-Get on your side!" Charmander pulled out, already regretting the decision.

"Huh? Why'd you take it out?"

"On your side, y'know." He helped him along, gently pushing on his side with one arm and supporting with the other.

Vulpix made a surprised grunt, but nodded and looked back at him as best he could. He eagerly got onto his knees and lined himself up with his rear. Uncertain if he was wet enough, Charmander squeezed some precum out of his length a few times, letting all of the excitement dribble onto his stumpy fingers. With a decent amount of the slick, he rubbed that tight pucker of Vulpix's, lined himself up, and pushed inside.

Unlike last time, though, he went slow, inch by inch, until they both sighed; he was completely inside. It felt considerably tighter with the added weight on top. Charmander began to thrust, he could feel every ridge, every quiver, every clench seemed to grab at his entire length, not just what was closest to the opening.

For a few more minutes he slowly enjoyed himself, thrusting deep, deep inside. Vulpix shook and grit his teeth as Charmander stretched him more than he'd ever been stretched before. It wasn't long before Vulpix reached down with his paws and grabbed Charmander's hand. He was led to something incredibly stiff as he slowed the thrusting, curious as to why his hand was now around a hard fox cock.

"C'mon, use those hands!" Vulpix moaned, looking away from him as he sucked in a sharp breath of air.

"Oh! Okay…" Ever eager to please, Charmander began stroking him exactly as he stroked himself late at night.

He didn't figure it felt like much, but if Vulpix felt the same, then he was a good actor. The knotted fox cock was unlike anything he'd ever felt before, stiffer than his could ever be, and unreasonably large at the very bottom. It was a bit weird trying to find a pace that worked, between stroking and filling the hole right below it, but he refused to stop.

Charmander kept up this pace for far longer than he figured he could've, especially given that it was his first time doing anything like this. He held himself deep inside of Vulpix as that feeling he'd brought himself to so many times before began to build in his groin. A tight, wonderful pressure that could only be relieved by the very thing he was doing now. Unable to resist the hole he'd found himself slit deep in, Charmander took his hand from the leaky cock and grabbed at Vulpix's rump, wildly humping every inch into his rear.

With a few more breathy, frantic thrusts, he pushed in for the last time and held himself in, legs shaking, gasping for air as he felt each and every spurt of cum. Vulpix clenched as he felt him push completely inside and cried out with a gasp, but didn't pull away or resist as he was filled. He knew that what Charmander was experiencing was just a bit too important to interrupt because it pinched his rear a bit harder than he wanted it to.

It all came dribbling out in a small, white line when he pulled out. Charmander sat on his tail, breathing heavily as he recovered from the loss of his virginity. Vulpix laid there, in front of him with this warm, delightfully warm smile on his face; it made Charmander feel like he'd done something great. He fought the initial urge to get up and clean himself; a little cum never hurt him. So he laid down in front of Vulpix, right between his legs.

The surprise on his face told Charmander everything, it was clear he hadn't been expecting this, but licking was easy, and there was no way Charmander was going to let him leave without getting a taste. He grabbed below the paws and moved him into a more comfortable position on his back before bringing his face down and giving that drippy fox cock a nice, slow lick. It brought a dumb smile to his face once Vulpix began to make all sorts of moans and cries.

"A bit higher," Vulpix would moan, "Faster," He'd cry, "Right there," Vulpix was a verbal boy, and Charmander was all for it. The fact that he was so willing to guide his little tongue to all the right places took whatever stress that plagued him away. Oral wasn't as hard as he'd thought it would be, at least when it came to licking. Every tiny lick seemed to get him clenching or moaning, but it was when he stuck Vulpix's cock into his mouth, that got the biggest sound.

Vulpix cried out once he did, and brought paw down on head, forcing Charmander to gulp down his entire cock. He continued to tongue, sliding himself up and around, up and down, he didn't have much of an idea how to do this. Vulpix whined and fucked his face, holding his head against his sheath, and right as his jaw began to hurt, Charmander felt everything suddenly throb around him. Paws pushed his head down even harder, the shaft in his mouth grew stiff and tense, breathy gasps turned to moans that were almost obnoxiously loud.

It hadn't dawned on him that Vulpix was about to cum until the knot was pressing against his lips and the first blast of the stuff shot into the back of his throat. Charmander gagged but held firm as more and more of the salty, cinnamon tasting stuff coated his tongue and throat in slimy, wet cum. There was far too much, but he sniffed and gulped as much of it as he could. Once Vulpix was finally finished with him, Charmander sucked up and wiped his mouth. He didn't know what was next, if there even was anything next. Didn't know if it was awkward to make the first move, either, so he just sat there, licking, for a few minutes. Vulpix inevitably sat up, moaning softly as the pain in his rear flashed back.

"How was it?" He asked with an excited look in his eyes as he pushed Charmander's head away from his shrinking cock.

"Really fucking good…" Charmander said all at once with a big ol smile stretching across his tingly lips. "It was, um… y-yeah… tasty, too…"

The two of them giggled at his lack of words, but he'd said all he needed to. It had been really fucking good, and as they rose to their paws, Charmander wanted to say more, but there really wasn't anything else he could say that would better describe how fucking good it had felt to be inside, to finish inside of another living being. He walked Vulpix to the entrance of the cave. Before he left, Charmander suddenly had to support both their weights, as Vulpix leapt up and pushed his snout against his mouth.

"I'll come around tomorrow, okay? I need to do that again." Vulpix pushed off with a laugh, knocking Charmander to his rear.

"O-OK!" Charmander had the stupidest grin on his face.