Chapter 129 – Flygon's secret base

Pallet Town - The next day…

Another day and the same ritual of training, mealtimes, and general free time/chores around the ranch (depending on whether you were a human or a Pokémon). The mid-morning sun shone weak shone down on the battlefield as Blade faced down his opponent; Ash's Flygon. Despite having the ultimate type advantage over his opponent, Blade was getting thrashed. He was breathing heavily, after the least attack had him, and having trouble staying on his feet.

"Flygon. Use Steel Wing!" Ash commanded. And at once, the mystic Pokémon rocketed across the battlefield, his wings glowing a metallic color.

"Dodge it. DODGE IT," Cameron screamed from the side lines.

Blade tried. He really did. He darted this way and that, trying to avoid the oncoming Flygon. But each way he turned or tried to run; the dragon type was right in his field of vision. And as fast as he was, he couldn't around run a Pokémon who could fly.

SMACK…

Flygon's right wing collided hard with his chest, sending him crashing backwards into the dirt. Blade was winded and struggled to catch his breath. His vision had gone fuzzy, but he could make out the outline of Flygon above him.

"Come on Blade, get up…GET UP. You can do it," Cameron called out encouragingly, along with barks from Lucario and shouts of support from Hunter. Both of whom were watching from the sidelines.

"I…I…" Once again Blade tried but wasn't able.

"Flamethrower," shouted Ash…And that was the end of the battle.

Blade felt his fur sear as Flygon belched at jet of bright orange flame directly at him from point blank range. Consciousness left his body quickly after that.

He didn't hear Charizard, who was refereeing the battle, shout "Sneasel is unable to battle. Flygon wins." Or hear Cameron say "return," as he was sucked back inside his Pokéball.

"You did you best Blade. Take a long rest."

"My turn," Hunter yipped confidently, as he ran onto the battlefield to take Blade's place.

[Pokémon]

Blade was still sore from the battle a few hours later when he was next sent out of his Pokéball for lunch. The same process as the previous day. Jimmy wheeled out a trolley of Pokéchow from the lab and the Pokémon lined up with bowls to be fed.

"Well, at least this beats trying to steal eggs from a Pidgey nest," He muttered to himself, as he lined up with the rest of them. He tried extremely hard to force himself to ignore the happy Axew standing in front of him, with a grin on his face, holding his bowl over his head.

"Yew yew Axew."

"Keep smiling you little…"

"What was that," somebody growled from behind him. By the sound of their voice, Blade guessed it was Sylveon, but did not turn around to see.

"Nothing just…talking to myself," he said quickly, before biting down on his lower lip to keep himself from saying anything else.

Fortunately, the line moved quite quickly, and a moment later, Axew was wandering off to join Zoroark, still humming to himself, and Blade was at the front of the line. He fought back the urge to trip attack the little dragon from behind and cause him to drop the food bowl and instead held out his own bowl for Jimmy to fill.

"Here you go Blade. Eat up."

"Snea." Blade mumbled something back, that could have been interpreted as thanks, before he too walked off to find somewhere to sit.

And that is when he heard someone call his name. "Hey Blade!"

"Come join us!"

He looked around and, to his surprise, saw Flygon and Dragonite a short way away, beckoning to him.

"Hey," he said, as nonchalantly as he could as he wandered up to them and plonked himself down in the grass.

Also sitting with Flygon and Dragonite were Hunter, Geyser, Growlithe and Sniveon.

"Listen Blade," said Dragonite. "After we saw you fighting with Zoroark yesterday, we realize that you have had some difficulty fitting in. So…"

"We want you to feel included," added Hunter. "Your one of us now and we don't want you to feel like you don't belong."

"So, we thought we ask you to join the group," finished Flygon.

"Err sure," said Blade, not entirely sure how to feel. Though certainly a lot better than he had until recently. "Wait, what do you mean group?"

"We're forming a little training club," said Flygon, a coy grin crossing his muzzle. "I'm calling it Dragon's after dark."

"You see Flygon, and I have a little bet on," Dragonite continued. "One I think you've played before with Hunty-boi here." He gestured towards Hunter with his claw. "A little bit of friendly battle competition where the winner wins control of the losers body."

Blade's eyes widened for a moment as he was taken aback any this suggestion. Then he grinned. "Hehehe…Sure. I am up for that. Though, be fairly warned. You may want ask Hunter what happens when you make that bet with me." He raised his claws and tapped them against his chest.

"Actually, you've already lost to me today," Flygon corrected him, making Blade go red in the face.

"Oh…Yeah."

"Hey, if you're not hard enough to take ya punishment," Hunter teased. "You don't have to join us. If you'd rather be soft creamy Alcremie than a tough Sneasel."

Blade glared at him, curling his claw into a first. "I am so tough enough. You lot are so on!" He had a feeling he might regret that later but still wanted to save face.

"Hey, I wouldn't look sound so cocky Hunter," said Flygon. "You lost your battle too. Your ass is all mine."

"Oh yeah!" It was Hunter's turn to blush, causing Geyser and Sniveon to giggle and Growlithe to grin.

"What have you got in mind for us poor subs," asked Blade.

"Oh, you'll see," Flygon replied with an evil grin on his face. "Meet us in the secret base in the rock wall by the stream. I carved some claw marks on the front, so you won't confuse it with Charizard's den…Should we say tonight. After dark…"

[Pokémon]

A few hours later…In a cave by the stream…

There was another surprise waiting when Blade and Hunter arrived at the secret base just after sunset…

Hunter was the last to arrive, only a few seconds after Blade. He sprinted through the entranceway breathing heavily. "Sorry I'm late. I couldn't get dad to shut up about…Uhhh uncle. What are you…"

Along with Flygon, Dragonite, Geyser, Growlithe and Sniveon, Hirosaki was standing there, his long jet like wings folded up behind his back. There was surprisingly little room in the base with the four large Pokémon and four smaller ones. Enough for them to all stand without treading on each other, but no room to lie down or sit.

"Well, somebody's got to keep an eye on you Hunty-boi," the Latios replied, winking at his Riolu nephew.

"Errr…" Hunter's face glowed red. While he had been looking forward to doing this (at least, partly), he wasn't entirely sure about having his cock out around an older family member. "Ahh jeez, did you really have to call me that."

There was a general laugh from the other Pokémon present, except Geyser. Blade elbowed Hunter in the side and whispered, "What. Are you an Alcremie or something." He chuckled and the look Hunter gave him in response.

"He was busy at lunch, but he wanted to join the club too," said Flygon. "Sorry I forgot to mention it."

Hunter folded his arms and raised his eyebrows. "Really. You just forgot." He shook his head and sighed, "Well, I guess it makes no difference. Shall we get started." He had intended his voice to sound seductive…It didn't.

Sniveon sniggered, putting a paw over her maw to stifle it.

"What are you laughing about twinkle paws," growled Hunter.

Flygon reached out and brushed his face with his claw. "If you insist." He then straightened up and said, "Alright then. Everybody, raise your arms above your heads." It was definitely a command.

Hunter, Geyser and Dragonite did as they were told. Blade folded his arms and flashed a toothy grin at Flygon. "Oh, I think you'll have to ask nicer than that."

"Hirosaki."

The Latios' eyes turned blue, and shrouds of blue aura appeared around their paws. To Blade's surprise, they appeared around his claws too, and the Sneasel felt his arms wrenched into the air.

"Huh…Hey what the."

Hunter laughed, but this was short lived as he, Blade, Geyser and Dragonite were raised into the air by the paws/claws with their arms outstretched and pressed (gently) against the walls of the secret base. All four Pokémon were effectively glue to the wall by their paws/claws by Hirosaki's psychic energy, with their feet dangling a few inches above the ground.

"Fuck…Was this really necessary," gasped Hunter, as he tried to push himself up the wall with his legs to relieve the strain on his shoulders and arms.

Flygon folded his arms and beamed. "Oh yeah, Hunty-boi. It most certainly is."

"This is his favorite way to torture a guy," grunted Dragonite, who was already squirming uncomfortably in his position. "Think I would have learned to stop agreeing to this challenge." His tail thrashed against the wall as he tried repeatedly to pull himself up by his arms.

Blade and Geyser just hung their silently, awaiting what was to come next. They could each feel their arms and shoulder starting to burn with the strain of holding themselves up. This would quickly become the distortion world. Despite the coolness of the evening, the den was slowly starting to become stuffy due to the presence of the multiple large bodies in a confined area.

Everyone was well aware of Sniveon and Growlithe, watching on with grins on their faces.

"Hey, wait a minute," grumbled Hunter, still pushing himself upwards with his feet…And continually slipping back down the wall to his original position. "How did twinkle paws get out of the punishment. I thought we all agreed to this."

"She hasn't lost a battle to me," said Flygon.

"Neither had Geyser!"

"I just…Wanted to experience it," Geyser replied mareepishly, a little color rising in his cheeks.

"What's wrong Hunter," teased Sniveon. "Surely you. A tough Riolu. Are strong enough to tough this out?"

Hunter glared at her. "I'll show you how tough I am!"

"Hehehehe." Blade chuckled despite the predicament.

"Right," Flygon exclaimed, clapping his claws together. "Remember everyone the safe word is safe word. Just shout that out anytime you need to stop."

Blade coxed his head. "Safe word. What are you talking about."

Hunter shook his head. "Figures."

Flygon him a gave concerned look for a second then shrugged. "If at any time you need to stop for any reason. Too painful, too uncomfortable, too weird, you don't like what's being done or you've just had an enough. You just shout out safe word and we'll stop and release you. No questions asked."

Blade blinked a couple of times as though he had never heard of the concept, causing Flygon to frown and Hunter and Geyser to give him suspicious glances. The slightly awkward moment chuckled. He slapped Hirosaki on the back and exclaimed, "Well, now that that's cleared up…Take your pick."

"Oh, I think you know who I want," sniggered the Latios as he drifted over to Hunter.

The Riolu's eyes widened as his Latios uncle gave his right ear a lick, then gently trailed his claws along his exposed inner arms, spending special time around his armpits.

"Whoa."

Hunter at once lost balance with his paws, slipped back down into his hanging position and fell still. He felt Hirosaki's body press up against his, and his warm breath on his face. It sent tingles across his skin and made his fur bristle.

"U-Uncle…" Hunter gasped, his throat going dry.

"Has anyone ever told you what an attractive Riolu you are," Hirosaki whispered in his ear as his claw trailed down Hunter's helpless body. He was not subtle about what he was doing either. His claw went directly between Hunter's legs and started massaging his slit.

Hunter let out a soft moan as pleasure spread through his body and his member slid eagerly out of its sheath. At the same time Hirosaki started to nuzzle Hunter in the crook of his neck, kissing and licking at the Riolu's nape. The feeling sent electric shocks across his skin.

He glanced at Geyser and saw the Samurott watching intensely and felt slightly embarrassed. And then, as Hirosaki stroked his cock with his soft Latios fingers and feathered claw, he decided he did not care about the awkwardness or slight embarrassment and to just go along with it.

"Hehe…I have been told," he replied, in what he hoped was a flirty, seductive voice, but was actually a few octaves too high. It made Sniveon and Blade each laugh.

Fortunately, Hirosaki moved his maw off Hunter's nape and pressed them to the Riolu's lips. Hunter felt the Latios's tongue brush his lips then push into his maw where it touched his own. Their tongues wrestled in Hunter's mouth as Hirosaki's fondled Hunter's erection and tail hole with one claw, and caressed and groped his body with the other, spending special time around his nipples and bellybutton under his fur. Hunter wished he had the use of his arms so he could wrap them around Hirosaki's neck and pull him closer. Using his feet on the wall, he tried to press his body closer to Hirosaki's.

"Hey, did you know that Cameron and I used to fuck," whispered Hirosaki dirtily, when he broke the kiss.

"Huh…" Hunter thought he should have been more affected by that information but was still too enamored by his uncle's claw on his dick to properly process it.

"Lucario was mad when he found out. He tried to murder me. I can't imagine what he'd do to me if he could see us now." Before Hunter could respond, Hirosaki kissed him again, and at the same time pressed his body close to Hunter's, grinding their members together.

At the same time, Flygon sidled up to Geyser and raked his claw through his fur, and over his chest.

"Hehe…Don't think I've forgotten about you, big guy."

He licked Geyser on the nose as he pressed his body closer to the Samurott's.

"I was planning to make you watch Hunter get fucked for a little while…But your body is just too good to resist."

His claw's moved up and down Geyser's side, caressing his armpits and thighs. He pressed his body against the Samurott's and, like Hirosaki, grinned himself Geyser's member, causing him to let out a deep moan.

At the same time, Flygon brushed Dragonite's erection with the feathers on the end of his tail, teasing him as he writhed in his (psychic) bondage. The confines of the secret base were starting to get quite warm with the heat from the excited bodies, and the scent of musk in the air was almost intoxicating. The only one not getting any attention was Blade, now heavily aroused by the sexy scene unfolding around him. His dick throbbed, but of course, he could not do anything about it. Sniveon and Growlithe continued to watch on, Growlithe blushing slightly and Sniveon giggling. The temperature in the room seemed to be rising. Blade could feel the heat rising on his skin beneath his fur. And the smell of rut in the air was becoming nearly intoxicating.

And then all of a sudden it stopped…

Hirosaki and Flygon broke their respective kisses with Hunter and Dragonite and pulled their bodies off them. Hunter and Dragonite were left humping the air while still dangling from their paws/claws in mid-air. They fell still, breathing heavily.

"Aww…Just when it was starting to get good," giggle Dragonite, giving Flygon a pleading, yet still stoic look.

Hunter was far less composed. "What the hell," he yipped at his uncle. "I was really close."

Hirosaki extended a claw and stroked Hunter's face again. "Hehe…Sorry kiddo. My remit was to make your balls heavy. Not to empty them!'

"Awww what…" Hunter gave Hirosaki a pouting look that made Sniveon extremely giggly.

Blade could not help but taunt him, "ya coming off desperate Hunty-boi," and even Geyser smirked despite himself. It caused Hunter to blush profusely.

"What did you think this competition meant," giggled Flygon as he clapped a claw to Hunter's face and winked at him. "You just thought you'd be getting your rocks off didn't you!"

"Ugh." Hunter groaned as Flygon squeezed his cheek. His was acutely aware of his highly visible, throbbing erection, everybody's eyes on him and Blade and Sniveon's giggling. Also, how long had he been up here like this now? His muscles were staring to burn up from being restrained in this position for so long. It was getting pretty taxing and uncomfortable. Especially without the distraction of someone playing with his cock.

He could tell by the expressions on Dragonite, Geyser and Blade's faces that they were starting to feel the same way.

As if reading his mind, Flygon suggested teasingly, "Focus on your breathing. It'll help you better endure."

Of course, every time Hunter breathed, he got a nose full of must and rut that made his dick throb. He tried pushing himself back up the wall with his feet to take the strain off his arms once again, but he quickly lost his grip on the smooth rock and fell back into position, just as he had before. Blade and Dragonite had slightly more luck at the same trick, due to the claws on their toes.

"Hehehe." Flygon chuckled as he turned away from Hunter to face Dragonite. He brushed the big dragon's scaled chest with his claws then put his maw to his to kiss him. But not before saying, "See that's how I like my mons Hunty. Desperate, vulnerable and on display. Don't worry, you'll get yours. But right now, it's Dragonite and Blade's turn."

At the same time, Hirosaki floated over to Blade and placed his claw under his jaw. Blade's eyes opened wide as though he had not been expecting the gesture. Hunter felt a pang of jealousy and his dick twitch as Hirosaki kissed him and started to feel the Sneasel's body up with his claws.

"Hehehe. You sure know how to bite off more than you can chew Hunter?" Sniveon laughed, slapping him on the thigh with her paw.

"Hey twinkle-paws, I can think of something else you could do with your maw?" Hunter retorted.

Sniveon smirked at him. "Dream on Riolu."

"Ugh." Hunter groaned and rolled his eyes.

Blade moaned surprisingly loudly when Hirosaki started to lick and bite at his chest. Dragging his tongue through the dark fur and teasing his nipples. Flygon had his tongue so far into Dragonite's maw that he couldn't make audible sound. Hunter and Geyser exchanged looks both going very red in the face for what felt like hundredth time that evening. Hunter tried to shift himself against to take some weigh off his shoulder and felt several beads of sweat drip from his nose onto his toes and the rock floor.

It was certainly starting to get hot…