By Skdadleskodle

Hey everyone!
Following [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/view/55137076]the last chapter[/url], Leo’s next match is getting closer by the second! Being forbidden from cumming for over a month now, he’s getting desperate. With Hannah constantly keeping him right on the edge of orgasm, and their friends constantly keeping him right on the edge of popping, the Luxio’s balls have never been so sore. It’s gotten to the point that the only thing keeping him sane is counting the days…

So, funny thing. This chapter was supposed to have been quick and short. I thought it’d end up being maybe 25 pages, but I just kept typing and typing and typing until it’s become the single longest thing I’ve written yet :P
Big shout out as always to :iconkiwibb: for help brainstorming and his character Isaac.

Monday
“Are you sure that’s her?”

“It has to be, she’s been staring at us since we sat down.”

Leo shifted in his seat nervously, tapping his fork against his plate. He didn’t want to turn around, but not knowing for sure was killing him. 

This was supposed to have been a nice day. After officially becoming a couple, Leo and Hannah had wanted to take a day off for a calm, relaxing date night. They had chosen a restaurant a good drive away from his apartment, to lessen the chance of him getting recognized. Tonight was about them, and they wanted to be undisturbed. So much for that. To think, just a few minutes ago they had been relieved at how peaceful today had been. They were not about to let their date get ruined. This place wasn’t that expensive, sure, but they had had to get a reservation in advance. They had even managed to get seated in a section of the restaurant that was nearly empty. Aside from another couple in the opposite corner of the room, the only other person there was the female staring them down.

Still, they were determined to try and avoid creating a scene. Just ignore her and she’ll go away, they reasoned. 

Grabbing her drink, Hannah also began tapping, though it was with her foot instead of a fork. She didn’t realize she was doing it, nor did she realize where her leg even was. The moment she had noticed they were being watched, her right foot had unconsciously moved itself onto her boyfriend's lap. With her heel placed just a bit too firmly on his nutsack, the ball of her foot rubbed against his shaft. So devoted was she to protecting her man’s jewels, that her body automatically moved itself to shield them from any potential danger.

The Gardevoir’s eyes narrowed as she took a sip from her glass. The pressure against Leo’s crotch increased a tiny bit as she confirmed her suspicions. “That’s definitely her.”

“You think she’s gonna come over here?”

“I don’t know.”

The electric-type shifted again, though this time it was to try and remove the foot pushing against his balls. He tried to gently lift her leg, but she didn’t budge. Coughing quietly, he tried a second time, only for her to press her foot harder against him. The feel of her toes lightly tapping against the tip of his cock through his pants made him suck in a breath. Never would Leo have thought he’d complain about having a significant other that was constantly touching and loving on his privates. Indeed, the whole problem was that he liked it. It seemed like Hannah was playing with his dick nonstop, whether rubbing it through his pants, or just idly stroking it all night. Everytime she did so she apologized for getting carried away, only to wrap her hands around his length a few minutes later. It was comforting, she had told him. They had even nearly been late today because she had been so invested in waking him up with a “relaxing” handjob. 

The two continued to eat, trying to not act too suspicious. Leo again attempted to remove her foot, to no avail. The desire to turn around was killing him.

Finally, after an uncomfortably long time, Hannah nodded. “She’s paying now. Yes, she’s getting up. She’s saying something to the waiter … now … she’s looking at us … oh no she’s walking this way!”

The soft plap-plap-plap of coming footsteps grew louder, only to suddenly stop as a voice took its place.

“Ah, it is you.”

Leo flinched at the familiar voice. Slowly, nervously, he looked up at the water-type standing over their table, arms crossed. She was wearing what looked like some kind of wetsuit, but he could still see that it was damp. While most of that dampness no doubt came from her skin, he had a feeling at least some of it was saliva.

“Oh don’t tell me you don’t remember me! It’s only been a few days!”

His legs closed together as he leaned back in the booth. “I remember you, Brooke.”

The Greninja smiled, clapping her hands together and looking over to the Gardevoir.

“H-Hannah,” the fairy-type responded when asked her name.

“Oh, you two on a date or something?”

“What do you want?” Leo frowned, trying to not sound too rude, lest he piss her off.

“Hmm?” Brooke cocked her head at the Luxio. “Can’t I just say hi?”

“Is that all you’re doing?”

“Uh, yeah? Why? What did you think I was doing?”

“Trying to get revenge?”

“Revenge? What do you mean revenge? Why would I want to get revenge on you?” Brooke seemed genuinely surprised at his accusation. Placing her hands on her hips, she took a step back. The way her hands were angled toward her crotch naturally drew his gaze to her camel toe for a split-second.

“Cause the last time we met you were trying to pop my balls and I knocked you out.”

“That was just a match! You're not seriously mad about that, are you? That’s literally our job!”

Now it was Leo’s turn to blink in surprise. “I … It certainly seemed like you enjoyed busting me during our fight.”

“Oh come ooooon, that’s just part of my persona!” She waved her hand dismissively. “Putting on a performance for the crowd is like the first thing you learn about fighting in the UL! Like, isn’t that why you do your little butt smack thing with your tail? Me being mean is a character! I mean, yes you do have some very, very poppable balls, and a cute dick, and a nice, squeezable booty, but that was all just for show! Mostly. Some of it. I mean what else would I do, not try and pop you? How else would I win?”

“Well … I … so you're not mad about me beating you?”

“No?” Brooke shrugged, crossing her arms over her tongue. “Why would I be? We were fighting and you beat me fair and square. I nearly turned your nuts to paste, and you punched me out, it’s not a big deal! Are you saying you’d be angry if some gal popped ya in a fight? I couldn’t see why, we all know what we signed up for when we walk into the arena.”

“All the other females I beat seemed pretty angry at losing.”

“Yeah well, I’m not them. I just saw you sitting here and thought I’d come say hey. Maybe take a picture with ya.”

The male glanced to the Gardevoir, who shrugged but kept her foot firmly in his lap. After looking back to make sure no one was overhearing them, he raised an eyebrow at the Greninja. Pulling out her phone when he asked why she wanted a picture, she explained that it was for her forum thread. Of course, he should have known. Every single fan he’d talked to always wanted to post pics of him on the forum. “Bragging rights,” they told him.

Leo was still hesitant, but she seemed sincere enough. At the very least, going along with what she said seemed to be the smart move here. The moment he consented, she plopped down beside him, handing her phone to Hannah. Putting a wet feeling arm around his shoulder, Brooke hugged him close with a huge smile. He also gave a smile, letting out a quiet sigh of relief when he heard the phone click.

“Nice,” the water-type moved to the end of the seat, “now get one with me holding his balls.”

“What!?”

“We gotta! The fans will love it! It’ll really drive our popularity up!”

“Why do I have the feeling that’s not the only reason you want access to my balls?”

“Ugh, dude I already told you, it’s really no big deal! You gotta stop living in the past so much. I’m not gonna hurt ya.”

“You … but … okay but here? In case you’d forgotten we’re in the middle of a restaurant!” The Luxio looked around again, clearly terrified of being kicked out.

“Oh come on, you can’t tell me you haven’t been approached by fans in public before.”

“Not here!”

Hannah said nothing as the two went back and forth for a minute. She was more relaxed with the Greninja than before, but was still ready to throw hands if the other female tried anything. Eventually, after much pleading from Brooke, the Luxio relented and said okay.

“Hm? Oh, sorry!” Hannah quickly pulled her foot away as Leo tried to move her. How long had she been doing that?

“Ha, can’t blame ya, girl,” Brooke chuckled, not expanding on what she meant.

With another nervous look around, Leo bashfully unzipped his pants and pulled his cock and balls out. His shoulders relaxed a bit as his testicles were freed. Even bagger pants didn’t help all that much with the swelling.

“Ooh, yummy.” The Greninja slid off the seat, squatting on the floor next to him. He scooted toward her while Hannah leaned to the side to get a good angle. No doubt the three of them looked odd, but thankfully the other couple had not taken notice.

The Gardevoir had taken quite a few pictures of Leo with fans over the last few days. A small part of her felt a sense of pride knowing how much other Pokémon lusted after her boyfriend. Although she was not comfortable with Leo hooking up with anyone else, she couldn’t help but grin when fans planted a kiss on his balls, or gave him a few strokes. That cock was hers, and she enjoyed showing it off.

Holding her face/tongue right up against the Luxio’s shaft, Brooke wasted no time in grabbing his balls. He flinched, worried she really was trying to get revenge. A tiny static charge built itself in his palms. However, she wasn’t trying to squeeze them, she was merely holding them up for the camera. Relaxing, his legs spread a little more.

Hannah prepared to take the picture, but was stopped when Brooke held up her hand.

“Oh, wait a sec!”

As she said this, the Greninja wrapped that hand around his dick, giving it three quick strokes. Her naturally smooth and wet skin allowed her fingers to easily glide up and down his shaft. The tip of her tongue, meanwhile, unwrapped from around her neck and gave his sack a long sideways lick from top to bottom. The male’s body shuddered, paws gripping the table hard.

“There we go,” Brooke nodded at his now shining wet genitals, “now it looks like I sucked you off.”

“Ha, neat,” his girlfriend replied, holding the phone back up. With a click, she snapped the picture as Brooke threw a peace sign with two of her webbed fingers. The bright yellow and cyan penis contrasted nicely against her tan and dark blue face.

“Is that it?” Leo asked, turning around for the tenth time. 

She nodded again, taking her phone back. “Yup, that’s all I needed. Although, if you want something for yourself, we could take a pic of you kissing my coochie? Or maybe licking one of my nipples or something?”

“I’m good, thanks.”

“Alrighty. Ooh, you’re good with a camera, girl, the fans will love this one. You’ve got a really beautiful dick, dude.” The water-type looked up at the Gardevoir with a wink. “I’m sure it feels just as great as it looks, too.”

“Oh it’s amazing! You couldn’t believe how incredible it feels when he puts it in.” Hannah cupped her own face, smiling just at the thought.

“Oh-ho I’ll bet. You’re one lucky gal.”

“Don’t I know it!”

Leo blushed at the compliments. As per usual, his horniness was overcoming his common sense. Dumb horny brain, all it took was for someone to say one nice thing about him and he turned to putty. A wet finger poking the tip of his cock brought him back down to Earth.

“Woah, you secretly a rock-type or something, dude? Is that from her or me?”

“Uh, ha, I haven’t cum in over a month. My coach was not happy about my fight with you.” He gave a half-hearted laugh, rubbing his arm.

“Oh?”

“Yeah, I … she didn’t really, um, she didn’t like my ‘performance,’ let’s say. She’s forbidden me from cumming until my next match as punishment.”

“Ha ha!” The Greninja gave a snort of laughter, holding her hand to her mouth. “Oh man, sorry dude! Guarantee you don’t forget me, huh? But I mean, at least that’s better than having me pop ‘em!”

“Y-yeah…”

“Oh! Actually wait, could you also take a video of me slapping his balls?”

There it was. He knew he wasn’t going to get out of this without getting busted at least once. With a sigh, he immediately relented and said okay. After having the exact same conversation with over a dozen fans, he knew there was no point in arguing. Hannah also saw no point. This she did not enjoy, but she knew it was his job so she just went with it. She’d just make it up to him later. 

Rolling his eyes at her already making another grab for his plums, he told the Greninja to just get it over with.

And so she did. With Hannah zooming the camera in so that his jewels took up the entire screen, Brooke sent a hard smack down onto them.

~SLAP~

With her other hand holding them tightly at the base of his sack, the poor spheres had no room to move out of the way. Instead, they jiggled slightly in her grasp as her webbed hand crashed down onto them. Although she wasn’t strong enough to really flatten them, the sharp sting that exploded from his crotch was more than enough to make Leo groan through his teeth. He’d forgotten how much her slaps hurt.

The couple in the other corner turned around at the sound. Muttering something to each other, they shook their heads at the disturbance, but returned to their meal.

After watching the video six times over (with the volume turned just a bit too loud), Brooke pulled him into a big hug. He didn’t say anything about it, but the feeling of her hand going down his back for a quick grope of his rear made him blush again. As she thanked the Gardevoir, Leo discreetly attempted to dry his now wet shirt with a napkin. Then, quickly, he stuffed his balls back into his pants. Not the easiest thing to do, since he was forced to compress them a tiny bit between his fingers to get them to fit through the zipper. He then began to put away his cock, but was stopped when Brooke gently grabbed it, absent-mindedly rubbing her thumb around the head.

“Ah well, I’d love to stay, but I got a match tomorrow I gotta prepare for, so I’mma let you two go. But it was great chatting with ya, always fun to hang out with a fellow fighter! I swear, the UL attracts so many stuck up assholes. It’s such a nice change of pace to just chill with someone cool. I’ll post those pics later, thanks again. Who knows, maybe we’ll get matched up again some day?”

“Y-yeah … m-maybe …”

After shaking Hannah’s hand and giving him another hug/grope, Brooke finally got up and left them alone. No sooner had Leo gotten his penis back into his pants than his girlfriend unconsciously placed her foot back onto his lap. The slight pressure on the sore orbs did not at all help to relieve the stinging ache that slap had left.

“She was nice,” Hannah nodded, wiping her hand, “I like her. You okay? That slap didn’t hurt, did it?”

“It’s fine, I’m used to it. Better one slap than five kicks. I really thought she was here for revenge though. I guess I’m just used to my opponents being bust-happy psychos.”

“Don’t worry, honey. If someone ever tried something like that, I’d protect you.”

“Ha, thanks babe.” Leo pecked at his food, trying not to focus on her toes tapping against his shaft. Thinking back, something the Greninja said before made him pause. “What does ‘poppable balls’ even mean, anyway?”

“Hmm, I don’t know. I’m pretty sure she meant it as a compliment, though. You know, like she wants to pop them?”

“Mmm … And do you think I’m … ‘poppable?’”

“Uh, I don’t think so? Not to me, at least. I mean that in a good way … You do have a very squeezable booty, though.”

The couple laughed to themselves. Continuing to drum her toes on him, Hannah brought their conversation back to where they left off before noticing Brooke. Although happy to switch the topic away from his testicles, the sudden change caught him off guard for a second. His girlfriend just continued talking, acting like what just happened hadn’t been super weird. What had his life come to that incidents like this were considered normal?

“Well, it was certainly an interesting first date, at least,” he thought to himself. Now he just had to get through the rest of it without cumming in his pants. Then he just had to get through the rest of the week.

Only seven more days to go.

Tuesday
“Oh fuck that feels nice! I’ll bet you wanna cum inside my butt really bad, huh?”

“Please stop t-talking…”

The male gave a wavering sigh as he hesitatingly thrusted forward again. Not even four days after he had fucked Blair last, they were already banging hound-style again. Like before, he was clutching her waist, his cock straining itself to not pump its load into her. This time, though, he was granting her wish of getting to take his cock up her ass. 

And what an ass it was. Being the tallest in the friend group by a good amount, Blair also had the biggest butt (and boobs, for that matter). The Lopunny’s round ass cheeks prevented him from fully inserting his length into her rear, but he still managed a good four-fifths.

“Arceus,” she continued, nearly out of breath, “I can’t wait until this whole no cumming thing is over.”

“Blair please…”

“I’m gonna - AH, oh f-fuck! - ride this fucking dick so fucking hard! I want the first load in my pussy, nice and deep! Then I want it all over my tits and then in my ass and-”

“Stop. Talking.”

The female apparently couldn’t hear him over the sounds of her own gasps and his hips slapping against her. Her dirty talk continued, having not stopped for a moment since they started. Under normal circumstances, Leo would not have objected to this whatsoever. But now, as he was already struggling to hold in his orgasm, the last thing he needed was more encouragement to blow his load.

The Luxio had already been forced to shut his eyes. He knew that if he so much as looked down for a second at his cock sliding into her ass, he cum instantly. He wanted to look so, so badly.

Blair was gripping his dick so damn tight. Her teasing little hip wiggles and fluffy tail brushing against him only made it worse. Unfortunately, he knew the only way he could get out of this was to outlast her. That was not at all going to be an easy task, especially since he was the one doing all the work here. They’d already been going long enough that Blair’s right hand had gotten so tired from rubbing her clit that she had to switch to her left hand.

Leo had known the female would pull something when she insisted he come hang out at her and Lexie’s place today. Only, he had expected her to just bust him a few times, maybe blow him a little or sit on his face. This was much more pleasurable, which meant it was much, much worse. Unlike his girlfriend, Blair would undoubtedly tell Abby if he came when he wasn’t allowed too. He could’ve turned her down, should’ve turned her down, but in his incredibly horny state, his penis simply did not allow him to say no. He had cursed himself the entire time he’d been applying lube to his penis.

Her body shuddered as she came, her moan of ecstasy filling her living feline dildo with jealousy. Thankfully, mercifully, most of that moan was muffled by a pillow. The Lopunny pushed her backside against him harder, forcing him to speed up his thrusts. For a moment, Leo nearly looked down in an attempt to correct his timing. He caught himself just in time, his gaze not dropping below her large, cream-colored ears.

Searching for a distraction from the wonderful sensations coming from his groin, he tried to count her pillows and toys. Leo had known Blair was a massive fan of the Underground League, but he hadn’t realized how obsessed she really was. The Lopunny’s room contained dozens upon dozens of various UL merchandise. That meant a bunch of dildos, cock and ball plushies, and, most importantly, fake testicle toys. 

That these kinds of things existed wasn’t that shocking to the Luxio. Though he had not yet been contacted by the UL to create his own merch (something Abby assured him would happen eventually), he had known that higher ranking fighters were often paid to create their own line of sex toys. What did surprise him was the sheer quantity of them that Blair owned. Dildos of varying size, shape, and color lined a large shelf on one side of the room, with the testicle toys on another. Her bed, meanwhile, had an almost equally sized amount of plush penises, most of which had matching items on the shelfs. 

Looking closely, he realized that he recognized a few of those cocks. That one in the middle especially got his attention. Leo knew he’d seen that dick before. Who did it belong to? Isaac? Yes, that was it. He was that Umbreon guy with the cute ass. Though the Luxio had not met him, Isaac was one of the few fighters that Leo actually regularly watched matches of. He had a nice dick.

Getting lost in the sea of cocks, the Luxio was forced to turn his attention back to the task at hand. A small part of him felt rather prideful in the fact that even with all these sex toys, Blair seemingly preferred his cock and balls above all.

Another small part of him wished she didn’t.

The Luxio again asked her to quit with the dirty talk as she began moaning about how much she wanted him to cum in her. His balls made their move to fulfill her request, but his thrusting stopped just in time to avert catastrophe.

“What’s wrong?” Blair asked, cocking her head back, “Why are you slowing down? Doesn’t my ass feel good?”

“I’m s-slowing down because your ass feels good. Just … f-fuuuck … Arceus, my balls… L-listen, please stop talking and t-thrusting b-back. You’re making it really hard to not cum.”

“Oh! Ha ha, sorry!” The Lopunny giggled as she twerked slightly on his cock. “I forgot! Here ya go!”

“What? AAH!”

The pleasure he was feeling was suddenly joined by a wave of pain as the female squeezed down on his ballsack. His body instinctively pushed forward, sliding his cock further inside. Her tail brushed against his stomach as he hugged her tight around the waist. Although he only intended to hold her for support, he just couldn’t help himself from grabbing a generous handful of titty. Blair interrupted this as a sign that she was helping.

“That feel better?”

As much as he hated to admit it, that did, in fact, help. His coming orgasm very quickly died down as her fingers bore down on his jewels. This was good news, as she also began enthusiastically throwing her ass back for him. The mixture of pain and pleasure nearly froze the feline in place, allowing him to do nothing but mewl and moan.

Still, even as he just barely started thrusting again, the Lopunny maintained her grip. It took a moment for him to realize that her squeezing was gradually getting harder, flattening his testicles more and more. Blair moans indicated that another climax was rapidly approaching. 

That wasn’t good. If her fingers clenched as tight as her pussy when she came, his balls were in for a world of hurt. He had to think fast. He had to stop her, but if she let go, he definitely cum. The only thing he could do was to try and lessen the pressure by half.

“W-w-wait!” Leo gasped, “You’re not supposed to bust both my balls! What about your bet with Lex!?”

“Oh yeah, you right!”

His desperate plan worked, Blair instantly released his left ball, allowing it to re-inflate back to a somewhat round shape. A deep breath of relief escaped his lips…

Which was immediately followed by a pained choke as the pressure on his other nut suddenly doubled. Now, with that single ball firmly trapped in her clutches, the Lopunny could really squish it. Wrapping one hand around the other, her fingers slowly compressed the poor orb into a smaller and smaller space. The ache continued to grow, only now concentrated on one side of his body. 

The terrible mix of pain and pleasure forced his eyes to his crotch, it didn’t matter if he looked down or not now. The sight was a mix as well. As his dick slid out from between her wonderful brown-furred cheeks, which rippled with each thrust, Leo was given a clear view of her arm muscles flexing. The ache pounded through his groin rhymically with each squeeze. Then she slammed back into him, and the pleasure returned.

Arceus, they were going to be here a while, weren’t they? And he still had so long to wait until he could cum. Why hadn’t he just said no?

Only six more days to go.

Wednesday
“Better, but you’re still focusing too much on protecting your nuts. Let’s go one more time. We’ll take a break after.”

Leo huffed at his coach’s words, letting go of his blueberries to stand back up. Careful to avoid having his sack swing around too much, he stretched, rubbing his shoulders.

The two had been sparring for over an hour. Though they weren’t going all out against each other, he was getting tired. His actual matches usually lasted less than ten minutes, twenty at absolute most. Still, this was better than just having to stand there and let the Beedrill jab his balls over and over.

He’d already taken a good few hard jabs. To think, three or four hits like those used to have crumbled him for at least an hour. Now, though they still hurt like fuck, he could fight through the pain and stay standing. That didn’t mean he wanted to get hit again, though. He needed to switch it up this round. Maybe he could trick Abby by fully going on the offensive, rather than just trying to counter her?

“Okay,” Leo took a deep breath, “okay, let’s go.”

Quickly, he shifted into his usual defensive stance: arms midway between his face and crotch, with one leg forward and one back. The feline could feel his cyan nuts swing for a second before settling. His dick, meanwhile, stood straight up, still throbbing and occasionally leaking a drop of precum.

Abby did the same, holding her arms up and her drills down and forward, aimed directly at ball-height. Her stinger naturally also aimed itself at the male, though thankfully he knew she wouldn’t use it. The memory of her plunging that thing into his orbs made him queasy. The Luxio would’ve rather taken a hundred jabs from her drills before letting that thing stab his jewels again.

A moment passed as the pair stared each other down. The Beedrill’s composed, emotionless expression showed utter calm, contrasting with the Luxio’s heavy breathing and furrowed brow. The later used the moment to build up a small electric charge through his fists. He wasn’t worried about hurting his coach. Despite her size, he knew she could take a punch. Besides, it wasn’t like he was going for a knockout or anything.

Abby’s wings fluttered, suddenly launching her forward. Leo recognized the move. She was going to try and dip to the floor, jabbing a drill upward to trap his balls against his pelvis.

“Not today,” he thought. As soon as she began to move, the electric-type lunged up and forward. She was fast, but if he could get her arms pinned she was (usually) defenseless. His forward leg pushed him into the air, arms raised high in a grapple. All he had to do was grab her and hold her down.

Unfortunately, though he managed to grab her right leg, Abby had been expecting that. Her abdomen swung back out of his reach, pulling her leg free. Electricity coiled over his fingers, missing the opportunity to zap the Beedrill by a fraction of a second. His balance was unsteady now. So, still flying at him, her drills pushed down against his shoulders, forcing him to fall onto his front.

Leo knew immediately what was about to happen. He also knew his legs weren’t going to be able to close in time. He could only hope she missed.

Stopping her wings, Abby let gravity drop her into her apprentice’s ballsack. Her aim was perfect, her drills stabbing directly into the center of each nut. The hard cones pushed deep into his rubbery cyan ballmeat, holding their position for a second or two before removing themselves. The all-too-familiar pain knocked the wind out of him.

But Leo wasn’t defeated yet. Pushing himself onto his hands and knees, he flipped himself over. If the knee he sent at her face didn’t connect or he didn’t roll on top of her, he’d at least be able to throw her off.

This his coach actually wasn’t expecting. With the position she’d gotten him in, Abby had been hoping to practice a move she’d been working on. With her light weight and large drills, the bug-type was athletic enough to push herself into a handstand (or “drillstand”). If she could trap a pair of testicles against the floor, she could hold herself up with all her weight pushing down into skewering his orbs. She had done it in her last match and the crowd loved it. Though she’d fought in the UL for years, she lacked a real signature move. The cheers she got told her that this was going to be it from now on. But she still needed some more practice. It was a hard position to hold with a guy bucking under her as his balls quivered. The Luxio rolling over caught her completely off guard.

And yet, despite being unprepared, Abby still managed to leap up as he rolled. Going from a push-up to a high jump was simple when you had wings.

For the second time today, the Luxio found himself on the ground as his coach hovered above him. For the second time her wings stopped and she let herself fall. For the second time she landed drills first onto his balls.

And for the second time that terrible ache exploded from his groin.

But, for the first time ever, something different happened. Usually Abby was positioned more toward his feet, so that the tip of her stinger was right in his face. Now, though, she’d been positioned further back, so that her crotch was in his face instead.

The vast majority of the time Leo was around Abby, she was nude. Indeed, she had usually already stripped by the time he got to the gym. And yet, despite this, Leo had never truly looked at her nakedness. It wasn’t that his eyes never fell to her privates, it was just that he’d never really done so intentionally. She was his coach, his teacher, it would be weird and disrespectful to ogle her. Plus, he knew she wasn’t into guys, so it wasn't like there was any point in lusting after her anyway.

All of this only meant it was even more distracting for her cunt to end up an inch from his face. Her slit took up the entirety of his vision. If the feline had stuck his tongue out he could’ve licked her without even moving his head. No doubt she could even feel his shaky breath on her pussy.

No doubt she could also feel the Luxio’s diamond-hard cock rubbing up against her cheek. The subtle touch of her face brushing against his shaft sent a shiver down his spine.

If Abby did notice either of these things, she gave no indication. Her attention was focused entirely on Leo’s jewels. Her stingers stopped pushing in deeper, but were still held deep enough to make them noticeably dimple inward. She again prepared to do the handstand, but a shocked gasp from her apprentice made her stop.

“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Abby asked, craning her head to look under her. She’d never heard him make a sound like that before. His nuts didn’t seem that squished, so what was the problem?

Leo didn’t answer, being too distracted by the feel of his penis sliding across her neck and twitching against her forehead, between her antennae. This was so damn weird, he had no idea what to say or do. Abby had touched his cock a few times before, but it was always just to quickly brush it out the way of his balls. This was completely different. And with how pent up he was, any amount touching was enough to make him blow. 

“Leo?”

The way she shifted her stance brought her lips the tiniest bit closer to touching his lips. His blue face turned almost red. Mumbling something incoherent under his breath, he tried and failed to tear his gaze away.

“I-I-I-I n-n-need a b-break…”

“I didn’t hit you that hard, did I?”

“I-it’s not t-that … your … y-your uh …”

Something wet sliding down her forehead stopped Abby from responding. The Beedrill looked up, sliding her face along the feline’s shaft until his cockhead booped her on the nose.

“Oh!”

Leo sucked in a breath as she scooted back. Now her pussy was directly between his eyes, close enough to almost touch his eyelashes. He wanted to look away, but just couldn’t.

Rubbing the precum off her face with her arm, Abby looked down at his dick, watching as more pre leaked from the tip. Darn thing had a mind of its own, rubbing against her like that. Although she was not a fan of semen or precum, getting some on her was a part of the job, so she didn’t get angry at him (provided he didn’t intentionally get it on her). That didn’t mean she was going to let more get on her if she could avoid it, though. Making sure to flick the liquid off with a throw of her arm, she finally got off of her apprentice. 

She got up just in time, as another forceful spurt of pre shot from his cock, splattering against his chest. She chuckled at the sight, “Heh, yeah maybe we should take a breather. Here, I’ll even give you an extra five minutes. Sound good?”

Leo just nodded, still blushing. He was never ever going to try that move again. Cumming when he wasn’t allowed to would have been bad enough, but cumming on her would have been even worse. Arceus, he couldn’t wait until this was over.

Only five more days to go.

Thursday
Leo’s head sunk back into his pillow. Eyes closed, he gave a long, deep sigh. His whole body was tired. Running errands all day already wasn't fun, even without being interrupted by eight different fans asking to boot him in the nuts. Sometimes he regretted his dream of becoming famous. Yes, they all showered him with compliments, but he would like it more if that was all they did. Even his days off from training weren’t free from ballbusting. The ache made sleeping difficult some nights. Whether because his testicles were so sore even rolling over made them sting, or because he was so horny he could do nothing but jerk off.

That was, until Hannah started sleeping beside him. That first night that they fell asleep in each other's arms had been the most peaceful sleep he’d had in months. They’d been switching between their places every other night, spending every day together. Never had he been so completely in love with anyone before. Even just sitting next to her or holding her hand made him feel so protected and comforted. Everything about her was just so sweet and loving.

However, while it helped, her presence didn’t completely get rid of the constant, radiating waves of nutpain. That wasn’t because of a lack of trying, either. Before cuddling up next to him for the night, Hannah had been making sure to help him fall asleep by gently sucking and licking on his jewels for a good half-hour. She found it quite relaxing, sensually sliding her tongue all over his sack, taking in the taste and feel, letting out an occasional soft moan in reply to his purring. The Gardevoir ignored his cock (something she found incredibly difficult to do), allowing it to simply leak precum down her shoulder, or rest across her face.

Leo, of course, appreciated her efforts immensely. It was comforting to know at least one female in the world didn’t want to break his balls. But, to be completely honest, Hannah’s efforts weren’t really helping all that much. Sure, it felt nice, and did reduce the ache by a tiny bit, but it also made his blueballs even worse. All he could think about was what she would look like with his cum splattered all over her. Plus, it would take a lot more than some licking to make the pain die down completely.

The feline told her none of this. He just sat back and let her do her thing.

His tail flicked slightly as she began paying special attention to his right ball. “Arceus, I don’t think I’ve ever been this sore in my life. This week’s been killing me.” 

“At least it’s halfway over.” Hannah smiled, giving his nut a kiss. “Just think: only a few more days and then you finally get to cum.”

“I’d rather avoid thinking about cumming, to be honest.”

“Oh, sorry. But you’ve still been doing a great job getting through this! I can’t imagine how hard this must be. Your balls must be so sore. So full. All stuffed with cum, ready to pump me full, spraying shot after shot into my pussy and my mouth…”

“Ah, Hannah!”

The Gardevoir blinked as the male’s hand gently pushed her head back. The tip of his cock pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. She hadn’t even realized she had started suckling on it. Damn, that was the fourth time tonight. Its twitching had only just died down. 

“Sorry sorry sorry! Force of habit! Every time I look at it I just want it in my mouth.”

“I-it’s fine … I just … I don’t think I can handle any more. I t-think it’d be best if you just don’t touch my dick at all until this is over.”

His girlfriend was noticeably surprised and saddened at this. Her eyes looked up at him like a crying puppy. “Not even just a little?”

“Well …” Leo opened his mouth to reply, but the pouting look she gave made him reconsider his words. “Mayb- …. m-maybe a little would be fine.”

Her smile returned, beaming like he’d just given her the most incredible gift ever. A sudden question did come to her, though. “It does still feel good, right? Sex, I mean?”

“Yeah, it still feels good. Too good, sometimes. It just, like, I don’t know how to describe it … It’s like … It builds up past what you can take, makes you so desperate to cum until it’s the only thing you can think about. It’s like my balls are churning. It’s not that bad at first, but eventually it gets to the point that it starts to feel a little sore, then it turns into this needing ache. But you don’t want it to stop because it feels too good, which makes the ache worse, then you want to cum even harder and- yeah.”

“Oh…” She stayed silent for a moment, reflecting. “And when you do cum, it goes away?”

“Not all at once, but yes. It’s weird … It’s like my balls are getting pressed under this weight, but a little gets lifted with every orgasm, or even every cumshot. It sounds funny, but it’s like I can feel the ache travel up my dick to escape. It feels great.”

“So how many orgasms do you think you could have right now? Or how many would you need?”

“Heh, like twenty.” The image of her green breasts covered in his seed assaulted his mind again. 

“Ah. Cause I was kinda thinking about the, y’know like, math with that. Before you usually came around seven times. I didn’t know if doubling the amount of time would double that too.”

“Ha, I don’t know if it necessarily works like that. Sure damn feels like it, though. Y’know sometimes it’s hard to even walk straight?”

“Haha, yeah I didn’t want to say anything, but you were limping a bit the other night.”

“Well yeah. I swear, Blair nearly broke my hips with her ass. I would have had trouble walking after that even if she had left my nuts alone.”

“Not surprised. When we went out to eat yesterday, you should’ve heard the things she told me. Literally talked for a full hour about how she wanted to ride you, among … other things ... I wish I had known y’all were going to do that, I could’ve given you my camera to record it. She said you came really close to cumming in her butt?”

“Many, many, many times, yes. I know it’s a stereotype that Lopunny’s like anal, but damn.”

“Oh she loves it.” Hannah giggled, giving his cyan jewels another kiss. “One time she hooked up with this guy and bounced on him so hard he had to go to a Pokécenter! Apparently his balls were bruised for weeks.”

“Remind me to never let her get on top then.” Arceus, now he was really glad he had insisted on hound-style. Having her ass slam into his nuts once was enough.

“Heh, good luck with that. But anyways, you really think you could go twenty times? Wouldn’t that be exhausting for a male?”

“Yes.” Rubbing his eyes with a chuckle, Leo shook his head. “But that’s the good kind of exhausting. The kind that helps you fall asleep instead of keeping you awake.”

“Ah. Well, don’t push yourself on my account. As long as I get three or four of those loads in me, I'm happy.”

“Trust me, right now I could give that to all three of you gals.”

“You better, my handsome Luxio.” Hannah cooed, returning to her ballsucking. Immediately Leo began purring as his dick let out another small spurt of precum across her shoulder. Eyes closing, he let his body go limp, sinking into her comfy bed.

And so, the Luxio soon found himself drifting off to sleep, only having to pull the Gardevoir off his cock nine more times.

Only four more days to go.

Friday
“Woah! I didn’t know balls could even get that flat!”

“You think your balls could flatten that much, Leo?”

“I’d rather not find out…” 

The Luxio cringed as the video continued. With his nuts trapped in the Scizor’s pincers, the poor Ursaring could do nothing but roar and flail his arms helplessly. Arceus that looked painful. Even knowing that the male ultimately wins the fight did little to comfort Leo. He didn’t even want to imagine how much that hurt. 

The two females sitting on either side of him, meanwhile, were so excited by the footage that they were panting. With their heads resting on his shoulders and their fingers between their legs, their constant pleasured squirming would have made it hard for Leo to focus even if he wanted to. Of course, he was squirming too. Not just because the video made him ache in sympathy, or because Hannah felt so good stroking his cock, but because his friends were squeezing his jewels back and forth between them. The way his arms were wrapped around them only encouraged them to crush their respective ball harder. It was like he was hugging them closer, thanking them for grinding his balls between their fingers.

“Oh oh oh, here it comes!”

Oh Arceus, he hated this part, and not just because they’d watched it eight times already. Blair and Lexie’s grip on his sack tightened rhymically in time with the Scizor slamming one of her claws down onto her opponent's left nut. With the quivering orb squishing out between her pincer, the bug-type could easily smash her other claw into the bulging nut-bubble again and again. The male’s roaring got louder with each hit. Finally, to Leo’s relief, the Ursaring brought his own huge paw down between his legs. Although he squished his own testicle in the process, the blow made the female release her grip, allowing him to push himself away.

“Ooooh, that couldn’t have felt good!” Blair chuckled, wiggling her thumb into the Luxio’s ball. Not to be outdone, Lexie did the same, purring happily as he grabbed onto her left tit, holding on for dear life. It was almost funny how he squeezed their boobs in response to them squeezing him. The soft mounds were his only respite from the stabbing pain.

Getting jerked off by the Gardevoir sitting behind him also felt good, obviously, but the way she kept stopping meant it was barely doing anything to counteract the ache. Every time the Scizor pinched or hit her opponent, Hannah flinched, momentarily stopping her stroking. Realizing this, she’d then speed up her handjob for a second, as if to make up for the missed strokes. The uneven stimulation was slowly driving Leo delirious, but he knew he needed it to continue if he was going to hold on. It turned out that the whole “crushing his balls to make him not cum” thing also worked in reverse. It was a lot easier to fight through the pain if it was mixed with pleasure. But then that also made his blue balls worse and more sensitive. It was a hell of a feedback loop.

“Aaaaand … slam!”

Lifting the Scizor above his head, the Ursaring threw her to the floor hard enough to make her faint. The crowd cheered, but the woozy male’s legs wobbled and collapsed. With a thud, he fell forward, unconscious. The camera zoomed into his bruised pouch as it began to fade into footage of the next match. Abby moved to pause the video, tapping the screen with her foot to rewind it back to the start.

“Ugh,” Leo groaned, shaking as Blair let off a bit, “can’t we watch a different match? I hate this one.”

His coach, standing on Lexie’s left, paused the video again. “Would you rather watch one where she does pop her opponent?” 

“… On second thought this one is fine.”

“I still can’t believe she didn’t pop one there!” Lexie said in a surprised yet disappointed tone. “His nut was quivering hard with that last squeeze.”

Abby, ever the expert when it came to busting balls, fast forwarded the video back to that moment. She pointed to the screen with her foot. “Because her technique needs work. Look: she’s hitting with the side of her claws, instead of chopping straight down. That spreads the force out too much. Unless you're incredibly strong, the best way to pop a nut is to concentrate your attacks into a small area. Plus she’s yanking his ball toward herself, which leaves her off balance. If a guy broke that hold you’d stumble back, like she does here.”

Leo gasped as the Zeraora and Lopunny immediately put Abby’s words to the test. Rather than trying to flatten out their respective testicle against their palms, the two pinched them right in the middle. It worked, the trembling orbs in their grasps suddenly began quivering even more. Seeing his eyes roll back, they nodded at the Beedrill’s wisdom.

Now would have been a really good time for Hannah to speed up her strokes again, but unfortunately she too was focusing on Abby’s teachings. The only ‘mon that wasn’t focusing was the one that was supposed to be. 

They always had these little sessions a few days before a match. As soon as Abby learned who he was going to be up against, she set out to find a bunch of match recordings. Granted, he wasn’t really supposed to know who he was going to be fighting. Aside from the tournament matches, which were announced in advance, official UL rules stated that battles were supposed to be blind. Abby, having been fighting for a number of years, only knew this stuff because she had connections. She assured him he wouldn’t get in trouble, claiming that all the top level coaches did the same. She even showed him a secret section on the UL forums that supposedly contained leaks (and bets) about upcoming fights.

Making him watch the videos over and over again to learn his opponents techniques, Abby tried to get him to memorize every move they used. The vast majority of the time, this failed. No matter how many times his coach laid out plans for him, or told him what to look out for, Leo was usually too delirious with ball ache to pay much attention. He’d asked her to stop inviting their friends to join, but she always said that he needed to learn to tune out distractions.

“And look here: see how when she bends forward her wings fold back? If you can grab her there you could yank her back, kick her leg in, and throw her to the ground.”

Abby’s foot tapping drew Leo’s attention to the screen. With twitching eyes, he watched as the Ursaring grabbed the Scizor (who was apparently named Cassidy), into a bear hug from behind. His attempts at crushing her failed when she threw her abdomen back, slamming her ass into his sizable nuts. The momentary shock made his grip loosen, allowing her to break free, turn, and grab his left testicle. The Luxio noticed that, indeed, her wings folded back behind her.

“You think that hurts?” Blair asked both Leo and Abby, getting a reply from the latter.

“What?”

“When she hit him with her ass?”

“Why wouldn’t it?”

Blair shrugged, eyes still locked to the video. “I dunno, butts are kinda squishy, is all. Doesn’t seem like it’d be that effective.”

Leo coughed, informing her that it did indeed hurt, having experienced what her ass felt like flattening his balls just a week ago. Abby nodded in agreement, pointing out that, with enough force, anything could crack a testicle. This was not a comforting thought to the feline.

“There was even this one Absol gal a while back,” Abby continued, “she tricked her opponent into thinking she was going to get him off. She got between his legs, but as soon as he got hard, she popped his balls between her tits! The crowd went insane.”

“Oh! I remember that one!” Lexie bore down harder on the Luxio as she recounted how the guy had came all over the Absol’s face. Not the worst way to lose your balls, she reasoned. Honestly, Leo couldn’t disagree with that. He’d rather blow his last load in Hannah, of course, but that was okay enough too.

“Anyways,” the Beedrill tapped the screen again, “look how she’s positioned here. You could easily throw your knee into her face. Or just jump back and hammer punch her over the head.”

The Scizor turned and dropped to one knee to grab the male’s sack again. Arceus, the way that ball bulged out between her pincer made Leo’s head swim. He was not looking forward to experiencing that himself. This week had been so crazy that he’d barely even thought about the actual match, only what came after. The possibility of performing poorly again, let alone losing, hadn’t even occurred to him. He only hoped that if he did lose a ball, he’d at least get to explode all over Cassidy.

As if sensing his worries, Hannah whispered into his ear that she knew he was going to win. 

“Just think, Leo.”

The sound of her lovely voice relaxed him a bit, sinking into her hug even as the video continued to play.

“Only three more days to go.”

Saturday

Getting into position, Leo took the opportunity to rub his dick against the Zeraora’s yellow ass as he wrapped his arms around her. Not reacting as he lightly humped her, she planted her feet out and took a deep breath. Surely she’d do it correctly this time.

“Okay, ready?” Lexie asked, balling up her fists.

“I guess.” He continued to thrust between her cheeks, trying to get at least a little bit of pleasure before the pain hit. The way she shifted her balance between her legs made her rear press oh so nicely against him. He knew she wasn’t doing it on purpose, but he wasn’t about to complain.

For the past ten minutes, Lexie had been trying and failing to replicate that one move the Scizor had pulled on the Ursaring. After making Abby rewind that section a dozen times, she was determined to recreate it herself. She thought it looked really cool, but Leo’s balls kept swinging too much for her fist to track. Every time she missed, she just huffed and pulled him back his grab. This was more than fine with the Luxio, since it gave him the chance to try and subdue his horny thoughts by rubbing up against her.

Just as his right hand moved to cup her breast, she thrusted her butt back against him. The impact against his nuts loosened his grip, allowing her to break free, turn, and drop to one knee. This time she didn’t miss. Her fist sailed through the air between his legs, almost perfectly colliding with his left one. Her aim still needed a little work, but it was getting better.

“Woo!” She cheered as he bent over with a groan. “I got it that time!”

“Y-you sure d-did!” The Luxio’s voice wavered for a second before he composed himself. Standing back up straight, he resisted the ever-present urge to cup his sore orbs.

He hoped that punch satisfied her. The two had been quote-unquote “practicing” for the better part of an hour. The Zeraora had been talking recently about possibly trying to join the UL, but she still had some reservations. First, she needed training. Though she certainly had the power and the speed to fight, she lacked the technique. As Abby lacked the proper equipment, and she didn’t personally know any other male fighters, she had asked Leo to show her some basic moves.

It felt incredibly odd teaching a female how to properly bust him. He was usually focused on learning how to avoid attacks, not showing someone how to hurt him. Plus, her knees and punches already hurt enough, he wasn’t especially keen on making them worse. But still, because he was such a good, dumb friend, Leo agreed. 

Lexie had been very excited at first, hoping to learn all sorts of cool moves. Unfortunately for her, it wasn’t that simple. As the Luxio pointed out, she needed to master the basics first. She disagreed, claiming she already knew the basics. She had then tried to prove this with a quick kick, only to have him grab her leg and throw her to the floor.

“Lesson one: your opponent isn’t going to just stand there and let you hit him,” he pointed out, clearly enjoying being allowed to defend himself for once.

After her next three attempts at getting him failed, Lexie gave up on learning, at least for now. Fighting was a lot more work than she had thought. She wanted action and excitement, not being taught proper breathing techniques and stances. 

So, still wanting to live out her fantasy, she demanded he just let her practice on him without interference. After watching hundreds of matches, she’d made a list of her favorite attacks that she wanted to try out for herself. If she didn’t get to actually fight in the arena, pretending to was close enough. He only agreed to this after she promised to not smack him too hard, since his match was coming up. No longer able to protect himself, Leo just stood there and let her hit him. 

The standing part was annoying her a bit. He wasn’t reacting like the guys in the videos, which was ruining her fun. That Ursaring guy had dramatically roared and flailed, why wasn’t Leo?

“Hey,” she asked, “I got you that time, why didn’t you fall down?”

“Ha, it takes more than one punch to knock me down, Lex. Besides, you were moving too slow. You hesitated on that punch. In an actual fight I could’ve easily countered.”

“Your nuts kept moving!”

“I’m just saying, you’re going to have to do better than that if you want to win.”

“So you’re saying you could beat me in a fight?”

“Yes.”

“Oh yeah? Prove it!” 

Before he could say anything, she turned around and pulled his arms around her chest. She could hear him sigh in annoyance as he hugged her tight. 

“Again?” Leo asked.

“What? You scared?”

“No, I jus-”

“If you’re so sure you can beat me, let’s go for real!” Lexie looked back at him with a competitive glare, grabbing his arms. She shimmied her hips again to get ready. This caused him to squirm a bit as, rather than slipping between her ass cheeks, his cock was pressed against only one soft buttock.

“Are you serious?”

“Damn right I’m serious!”

With this, the Zeraora kicked her heel back with frightening force…

And hit nothing but air.

Confused, she tried again, only for him to place his weight onto her back. Forcing her to bend over, her foot was unable to get the proper angle to bust him. Trying to get out of his hold, she threw her head back and attempted to reach between both of their legs. Both of these attacks failed as he jerked her back, lifting her off the ground for a second. 

Damn, maybe she did need a bit more training. She was a tad bit stronger than him, physically, but that meant nothing if she couldn’t even get herself free from this hold.

Feeling her try to jump, Leo twisted to the side, throwing Lexie onto the floor with him on top. Her thighs snapped shut, but he’d already pulled his sack out the way. He struggled to hold her down, not allowing himself to get distracted by the way his penis was poking her underbutt. Freeing her right arm, she tried to reach back and grab him. With a grunt, he got up, taking a step back. Turning over, she immediately attempted to hit him with a straight kick. He caught it easily, yanking her leg toward him and gently placing his own foot on her stomach. The female hissed, grabbing his leg and tripping him forward. He landed with his knees to either side of her head, his balls falling directly into her open mouth.

~Chomp~

“GAH!”

Too busy enjoying the feel of her teeth sinking into his rubbery left nut, Lexie didn’t notice as he raised a fist. Just as she began grinding her teeth like she was trying to saw that nut in half, he brought his electrified punch down onto the floor between her ears. The surprise made her reflectively spit his testicle out, looking up at him with open eyes. He stayed kneeling above her face as she dropped her arms, reluctantly conceding defeat.

“I win,” he coughed through deep breaths. He was shaking, but matches were determined by who fainted first, not who was in the most pain. They both knew that punch would have knocked her out if he had wanted it to.

“Tch! Whatever. You just go- ah,” the female stuttered as a large drop of precum fell from the tip of his cock into her mouth, “-got lucky!”

“Uh huh,” he said, sitting down on her chest to rest his balls between her boobs, “did you seriously need to bite me though?”

“Hey, I don’t have pincers! Teeth are the closest thing I got!”

“Oh, so you were trying to prepare me for my match, is that it?”

“You're welcome.”

He almost laughed at that. Almost. 

She propped herself up on her elbows as he gingerly checked his testicle for dents. He was lucky she didn’t have big enough breasts to crush him between. 

“So how was that? Be honest, do you really think I could be a UL fighter like you and Abby?”

“Sure. As long as you can commit to it.”

“I’m still trying to decide if I really want to. It just seems like so much work.”

He agreed that it was, suppressing a moan as she bent forward to give his cockhead a single lick. “The rewards make up for it, though.”

The rewards. Arceus, he could sure go for those rewards right about now. Oh well. At least his reward was getting closer by the second. 

“Just a little while longer,” he assured himself as they stood back up.

“Just a little while longer,” he assured himself as Lexie got ready for the next move she wanted to try.

“Just a little while longer,” he assured himself as her knee slammed between his legs.

Only two more days to go.

Sunday

“Does that feel good, babe?”

Leo’s cock answered for him, giving another hard throb and shot of precum. Clearly his penis wanted this to continue, as that pre only served to slicken his dick even more for the two pussies rubbing up and down it.

Hannah smiled, happy her lover was enjoying himself. After such a busy and exhausting week, she knew he needed some rest and relaxation. At first the plan was just to stay in all day, cuddling in bed and watching some movies. But then she remembered something the Luxio had said a few weeks back. Apparently he had always wanted to see what it was like to have two females scissoring around his cock. Hannah had forgotten about it, but when she remembered this morning she knew she had to call their friends over to fulfill his fantasy.

And so, the Gardevoir now found herself sliding her slit against his gorgeous length, which was trapped between her and Lexie. Admittingly, it was a somewhat awkward position to hold, and her legs were starting to cramp a bit. Going all the way up and down took some coordination. But Leo deserved it, she thought. If he was willing to still get her off dozens of times a day despite his orgasm ban, she could do this. 

The Zeraora held her eyes closed, focusing on the sensations and all the sounds that filled the room. From the wet slick-slick-slick of their pussies on his cock, to the soft hum of Blair’s vibrator, to the muffled moans coming from the male. What a nice way to spend a rainy Sunday.

The Lopunny agreed, though she wasn’t taking part in the activities directly. She didn’t mind sitting out for a while, sometimes it was nice to just sit back and watch. Plus, her trusty UL branded vibrator never left her unsatisfied. Absent-mindedly, her hand ran through his cyan chest fur, feeling his heartbeat.

Leo, meanwhile, was anything but relaxed. Though this was a fantasy he had had for quite a while, he wished they had waited until after his match to fulfill it. He had come very close to turning all this down, but when he saw how excited Hannah was to make him happy, he knew he couldn’t say no. The last thing he wanted was to disappoint her. 

All the feline could do was lie back and try not to explode all over them. This was not an easy task. It felt good, very good, but feeling good was the absolute last thing he needed right now. 

Not helping was the fact that he couldn’t even verbally warn the pair to slow down when he was getting close to blowing his load. Wanting a clear view of the action, Blair had decided to lay on his bed and lean over him, resulting in his face being smothered between her fluffy tits. Even without his cock being played with, he’d have struggled to not cum as her boobs jiggled around his face with every little movement of her body. 

When they had started, Hannah had been sitting atop him reverse-cowgirl, with Lexie straddling the couple. From that position, the latter quickly got to work humping his cock against Hannah, essentially using his cock as a strap-on without penetration.

Unfortunately, the position they were sharing his cock in now was better, in that it provided more stimulation for him. It felt incredible, which meant it was making him almost cum faster. They’d only switched to it because Blair complained about not being able to see clearly.

The only reason he hadn’t blown his load yet was because Hannah had accidentally stepped directly onto his ballsack when she they had switched positions. She of course apologized profusely, gently rubbing his balls as their friends laughed. Blair especially giggled at the feel of him groaning between her tits, but she figured he had just been trying to lick her nipples, so she didn’t bother getting off of him.

As she worked her pussy against Leo, Hannah thought back in the moment with shame. Not just for making his ache worse, but for shuddering in pleasure at the strange yet oddly very enjoyable sensation of his rubbery ballmeat briefly squishing between her toes. 

“You good, Hannah?” Blair patted his chest, coming down from another orgasm. “Your legs are shaking. You needa switch?”

The Gardevoir shook her head. “N-no, I’m alright. Just getting a little sore is all. Is … is it okay if we slow down a bit, Leo? I can keep going if you want.”

The Luxio gave a shaky thumbs up. Immediately the pair stopped their grinding in the middle of his shaft. Leaning back and stretching, the two pressed their toy firmly against each other. Looking back down, Hannah licked her lips at her boyfriend's beautiful cock. Arceus, she adored that dick. It just felt so lovely throbbing against her sex. It was like it was begging for her touch. It wanted her, needed her. She was it’s everything, and she knew it.

“Fuck, I’ve never felt him so damn hard before.” Lexie purred.

“I know, right? It’s amazing. I don’t think he’s been soft since, what is it now, like five weeks!”

“Wow, I can’t imagine going that long without cumming. That would suck!”

“Yeah,” Blair laughed, “I think my record is four days. And even that was torture. I could never do that again.”

“Four? That’s twice as long as me!”

Hannah bragged that her record was a full week, something her friends found incredibly impressive. Leo stayed quiet. This was the longest he’d ever gone without release, his balls had never felt so sore. And yet, he knew that for most high-ranked male UL fighters, this was nothing. Abby had once told him that some fighters go months, or even years, without cumming. How they managed that was beyond him. Getting to cum after a match was what motivated him to get through his fights.

The gals continued to chat like he wasn’t there. Their conversation shifted from how difficult it was to go so long without having an orgasm, to commenting on how much he was throbbing, to gossip about the UL. They all looked forward to the Luxio’s upcoming match. Lexie was particularly insistent that he win. She was dying to really get to fuck him. He again said nothing.

The nice break from the pleasure soon came to an end. Having noticed his penis was twitching a tiny bit less than before, the Gardevoir got ready to continue with the cock massage. 

“Wait.” The Zeraora paused, reaching out to Blair. “Give me your vibrator, I wanna try something. I heard it feels really good for the guy.”

Curious, the Lopunny handed the small purple toy over. Taking it, Lexie guided Hannah to shift their pussies to the head of his cock, until their clits touched. Then, with their cunt lips spreading to wrap around the yellow mushroom, she held the vibrator between them. The spurt of precum he gave was soon followed by a wave of pussy juices from the two females.

Trapped between their vulvas as the pair repeatedly creamed themselves around his dick, Leo shivered. Half his brain was begging them to stop. The other half was begging them to go even faster.

Glad that she’d brought a second vibrator, Blair happily rested her head on Leo’s chest. Her boobs pressed harder against his face, trapping him in a pillowy hug and blocking his moans. Their gasps of pleasure, however, could likely be heard by everyone in the building.

This was going to be a long, long night. 

Only one more day to go!