Max awoke bright and early to the sound of his mother’s voice, crooning to Lucy. As the recording finished its work, Max heard Lucy begin to stir. Rolling over he saw Lucy rise and stretch, before hopping out of bed. He watched as she began bustling about and noted with mild interest that she began rubbing at her crotch as she walked into the bathroom, towel in hand. A moment later Max heard the water running in the shower and he began to get ready himself.

Sitting up, Max noted that he was still dealing with an erection despite the previous night’s activities. He supposed this was just something he’d be dealing with from now on, regardless of what he got up to. Not that this was a great hardship, but it did complicate his mornings somewhat. Though, as he thought about it, it didn’t seem like Lucy was that concerned. A few times now, she’d seen his erection on full display, but hadn’t taken any particular interest in it. Max knew, of course, that it wasn’t necessarily a good idea for him to just go around at full mast, but at the same time, he wondered what would happen if he were a bit more carefree about it. Lucy certainly didn’t have any shame about showing herself off to him, so why should he act any different. The answer, he knew, was that she was younger and didn’t really have a sense of shame where he did, but still.

Supposing that he might as well try it out, Max got up and walked into the bathroom. The amenities which came with a Pokemon Center room were simple, but they would suffice and were, at least, more comfortable than sleeping in a tent. The bathroom itself consisted of a pair of sinks with a small dividing wall beyond which was a pair of toilet stalls and another dividing wall which hid the shower beyond. Normally it appeared there would be a curtain covering the shower, but this room seemed to be lacking. As he walked in, Max saw an elbow sticking out and heard Lucy humming some peppy song. Max turned to the stall and got down to business, trying not to think about Lucy at the moment, as it was hard enough to pee when his dick was getting soft, let alone when it was actively trying to signal to him.

After wrangling himself sufficiently, Max flushed and walked out to the sinks. Almost in time with his departure from the stall, Lucy turned off the water and exitted. As she turned the corner she didn’t seem surprised to see Max, and instead started talking about her upcoming gym battle.

“Oh my gosh, Max! I’m going to have my first gym battle today! Oh I can’t wait. I told you I’d been working with Sprig on dodges yesterday, right?” Not even waiting for an answer, Lucy continued on, retelling Max all the things she’d done to train yesterday.

Max nodded along as he moved to the sink and continued his prep work, now regretting his decision to forego clothes. Lucy was toweling off next to him, and while he was trying to avoid looking directly at her, Lucy was fully visible in the mirror. As he watched, or tried not to, Max noticed that his penis was once again hardening, the young member rising again as though to say hello to a new friend.

“And thank you again so much for letting me come with you Max!” Lucy said, and as she did so she reached over and hugged Max from behind. The sudden feeling of his sister’s body pressed so close against his caused Max to jump from a combination of excitement, embarrassment, and shock. Lucy, for her part, didn’t seem to notice his discomfort, and quickly detached herself, prancing back to her pack in order to get her clothes and get dressed. Max found himself pressing his cock up against the cool countertop, both trying to forget the feeling of his sister’s body and deeply desiring to return to her silky depths. Refocusing on his tooth brushing and letting the cool surface sap some of the energy from his dick, Max decided that the best course of action was to muscle through until the evening came. With that comforting thought in his head, Max spat and rinsed his mouth before hurrying back to his own bag and getting quickly dressed.

Now dressed and ready for the day, Max and Lucy emerged out onto the street and headed for the austentatious building that housed the Striaton City Pokemon Gym. It was only a short way from the Pokemon Center, and in no time at all, Max and Lucy were entering the type-themed lobby. 

What followed was a rather quick, if impressive, affair. Lucy got herself registered for battle while Max picked out a table near the stage which also served as a battle ground. The Gym, after all was a fully functioning restaurant, so why not take in a meal and a show. Max and Lucy had both eaten before they came, but Max wasn’t about to pass up the chance to watch his sister’s first gym battle. While he, himself, didn’t want to battle, Max still appreciated the skill and coordination necessary to battle at a high level, and he knew that despite her lack of experience, Lucy would be an excellent trainer. It was just in her nature to bond with people and pokemon.

Normally, the gym leader would be chosen based on the starting type a new trainer picked, but as Lucy had foregone the typical starter pokemon, she was allowed to pick who she battled. Lucy decided to battle Cress, seemingly just because Max had chosen Tepig for himself.

The battle was over almost as soon as it began. Lucy had told Max that she wasn’t going to use Speck and instead just focus on training up Sprig. Her efforts had evidently paid off, and as Max watch he saw Lucy and the Purrloin carefully dismantle Cress’ team. It was obvious that Lucy had sensed Sprigs strengths and weaknesses and aimed to emphasize them. In particular, she made great use of his speed and propensity to blind enemies, the same skills he’d shown off when Lucy caught the impish cat. Using hit and run tactics, Sprig was able to get damage in and then dodge out of the way as his befuddled opponents swiped at empty air. Aside from a stray water gun from Cress’ Panpour, Sprig went unscathed.

And just like that, Lucy had her first gym badge. Cress and his brothers were all highly congratulatory and insisted that the siblings stay for a meal. Lucy was clearly itching to get back to training, but Max impressed upon her the need to eat, and ultimately the smells emanating from the kitchen did their job.

Now seated in front of a generous spread, Max and Lucy tucked in, occasionally pausing to chat with the gym leaders.

Lucy had become chummy quite quickly with Cress and Chili, and the three spent much of the meal discussing tactics and moves. Max, for his part, was enjoying a pleasant conversation with Cilan. 

“So you don’t want to be a trainer, then?” Cilan was asking as Max wolfed down his second plate of pancakes.

“Mmph,” Max swallowed before responding. “No, I like watching battles, but I don’t really want to do it.”

“So what is it you’re wanting to do instead? Surely you have something pokemon related that you’re pursuing if you’re off on your League Adventure?” Cilan responded.

“Oh, well I mostly am here to take care of Lucy.” Max said, “But I do want to learn something about being a pokemon breeder.”

At this Cilan cocked an eyebrow, “Oh-ho so you’re interested in helping people breed stronger pokemon then. Definitely a worthy goal. And what have you learned so far?” 

Max was enjoying talking to Cilan, but he knew that he needed to be careful in answering that particular question. “Well I know how pokemon lay eggs and all. And that that’s where pokemon come from, but like I’m just not sure how that makes stronger pokemon.”

Cilan smiled, “Well when two strong pokemon lay an egg, the result is often an even stronger pokemon, at least up to a point. The best way to get strong pokemon is to be a strong trainer, but a good breeder can make that process easier or faster.”

“Yeah, that makes sense,” said Max, now turning his attention back to food.

“So you say you know how egg laying works, where’d you find that out?” Cilan asked, clearly still intrigued.

Max gave a small cough as the question had taken him off guard. “Oh, um, I saw a, uh, an Umbreon and an Espeon mate.” he explained, carefully leaving out that he’d tried it out himself, “Their trainer, she gave me and Lucy the eggs that the Espeon laid.”

“Oh interesting, that must have been interesting to see.” Cilan commented, no particular emotion evident in his voice.

“Um, yeah. It was cool I guess,” Max said, not sure why they were still talking about this. “I guess that’s how I learned a lot about breeding.”

“Well experience is the best teacher, after all,” Cilan said. “Oh, but you must still be hungry, sorry I’ll stop distracting you.” And with that he turned to join the conversation with Lucy and his brothers. Max was still somewhat confused by Cilan’s questions, but he had a third plate of pancakes to get to and maybe he was just over thinking things anyways.

After they’d finished and thanked their hosts, Max and Lucy stepped out onto Striaton City streets. Lucy, ever focussed, wanted to go train some more, but Max convinced her to take the rest of the day and walk around the city. Reluctantly Lucy agreed and in no time at all was so immersed in the sights and sounds that she’d completely forgotten training. They spent a fun afternoon looking through stores and walking around the park with their pokemon out, running around in the grass.

As the day came to an end and the sun began to dip beneath the tops of trees and buildings, Max and Lucy returned to the Pokemon Center. They would be spending one more night in comfort before heading out onto Route 3 and on to Nacrene City. Their evening routine had become just that, a routine, and as Lucy popped out of her clothes and into the shower, Max sat on the bed, now anticipating what would be coming once Lucy was asleep.

Before long, Lucy was lying in her bed, Speck at her side, and Max was playing his mother’s song. Now asleep, Lucy was unaware of the plans Max had in store.

As soon as the song was over, Max was out of his clothes and over to Lucy’s side. Speck, sensing a reprisal of last night’s fun, was sitting up, panting lightly. However, Max wasn’t planning on getting this over with quickly, tonight he was going to expand his knowledge. Looking over at Speck, Max said, “Alright boy, roll over.”

Speck looked quizzically at him, head cocked to the side as if to say, “That’s not what we did last time.” Max, not wanting to waste any time, shook his hand, indicating that Speck should lay down.

The large ‘mon slowly complied and flopped down near Lucy’s feet before flipping onto his back. However, his head was facing Max, which the young boy was not wanting. Patting the other side of the bed, Max said, “No, overhear Speck. Come on, just turn around, that’s it.” And with some gentle coaxing, Speck reoriented himself.

Now, with a clear view of Speck, and plenty of room to move around, Max set his eyes on his quarry. Between Speck’s legs sat his taut testicles, and above that, the Mightyena’s sheath stretched some ways up the canine’s stomach. This was what Max had his sights set on tonight. Up to now, Max had only been able to catch half glimpses and quick peaks at pokemon penises, and tonight he wanted more. 

Stepping down towards Speck’s rear, Max began gently petting the shaggy ‘mon with one hand, “There we go. That’s a good boy. Just relax, I just want to look at you.” As Max spoke and petted, Speck looked down at him still not totally sure what was going on. Now content that Speck was going to stay put, at least for now, Max reached out towards those soft looking globes.

Speck’s balls were nothing like Max’s, they were almost smooth and they sat close to the pokemon’s body. Most of the time you wouldn’t really notice them, just by looking, but in this position, Max could see that Speck’s sack was covered in a much finer hair, shorter and, as he touched them, softer than the rest of the Mightyena. At Max’s hesitant touch, Speck let out a muffled woof, seeming confused at Max’s actions.

“It’s okay boy, I just want to see what you’ve got here, okay?” Max turned to look at Speck. Speck looked into Max’s eyes for a moment before letting his head flop down onto the bed with a sigh. Having apparently convinced the ‘mon, Max returned to his explorations. His fingers glided along the contours of Speck’s testicles, feeling with gentle presses how, much like his own, they were solid, with just a bit of give. Knowing how it felt to accidentally hit himself in the balls, Max opted not to do much more than feel, and besides, the fun part was further up.

Now turning his attention to the sheath, Max found himself once again wrapping his hand around that protective covering. However, today he did not start by trying to provoke an erection in the family ‘mon, instead Max bent over to examine the end of Speck’s sheath. From a quick glance, it was somewhat difficult to see where Speck’s penis might emerge from, as everything was dark skin and black fur, but as Max gently squeezed at the sheath, he saw a bit of pink in a dip. Reaching out with a finger, Max found that his was in fact the opening as his finger tip slipped inside. Not wanting to push his luck, Max didn’t venture too far in, but he did notice that the interior of Speck’s sheath was warm, wet, and soft.

With a better picture now of what was going on with a sheath, Max set out to expose the last, key component of male pokemon reproductive anatomy. Like the night before, but now with a much better angle, Max began to gently massage his pokemon’s sheath. After just a few strokes, Max could feel the slightly thicker mass inside the sheath begin to inch towards the exit.

Wanting a good view, Max again bent down, right up next to the end of Speck’s sheath to see what was happening. At first, Max saw just a red speck, as Speck’s dick emerged. Fairly quickly, however, it was followed by the gently curving length of the Mightyena’s shaft. Turning his attention back to the sheath, Max watched as a slight mound slid up and past his finger. Max noticed that the Mightyena’s knot got a bit lodged at the exit. Figuring he’d been a bit more forceful the night before, Max gave Speck a quick tug and as he did so the knot emerged into view. This was the sight Max had been thinking about all day. Before him now lay Speck’s cock in all its shiny, red glory, occasionally jumping or squirting that clear liquid Max had seen before.

Now quite hard himself, Max began to feel Speck’s cock. As he fondled the member, Max noticed that, aside from being warm and damp, Speck’s dick was just a little bit spongy. It had a pleasing give to it, but was much more rigid than even his own penis. Leaning in once more, Max took a whiff of the leaking member. It smelled almost like earth and grass, much like Speck himself, but it had an overlying musk that Max hadn’t ever smelled before. It wasn’t exactly a nice smell, but it did feel right, almost primal and befitting such a fine and powerful specimen as Speck.

Heady with the scent of Mightyena and not entirely paying attention, so distracted was Max by his curiosity and arousal, Max reached out his tongue and gave Speck a quick lick. It was only a light brush and even as he made contact, Max realized what he was doing, but it was clear from Speck’s reaction that Max had done something quite nice. Max had felt Speck’s member jump and the tip began leaking just a bit more freely. 

Collecting himself, Max considered what he’d just done. It wasn’t that he felt he’d done something wrong, more that licking Speck in that way would never have crossed his mind. Now considering the musky, earthen flavor dancing along his tongue, Max made up his mind. Dipping back down, Max again extended his tongue, laying the tip gently on Speck’s twitching cock, just above the knot.

Now with a sense of purpose, Max moved his head, slowly dragging his tongue along the crimson length. Speck let out a soft whine, almost impatient sounding, but not of protest, as Max made his way up towards the tip. Max had been supporting the underside of Speck’s cock with one hand, but now he moved the other up, just behind the knot. As Max gripped his narrow base, Speck began panting harder, apparently quite pleased by this turn of events.

Max now reached the tip of Speck’s dick and, as he did so, was met with a squirt of that clear liquid. It most hit his lips, but as some dripped down onto Max’s tongue, he tasted a kind of bitter, saltiness, not lovely but palatable. Almost without thinking, Max took a deep breath through his nose, savoring the aroma of pokemon, and then his lips slipped over Speck. He held the ‘mon’s tip in his mouth for a moment, now tasting those tiny sprays directly as they washed over his tongue. Then, gathering himself, Max began to slip the red rod further into his mouth, enveloping Speck in a warm and wet embrace. The young boy could only manage to hold a few inches before his mouth became full of feral cock. Still savoring the emotions and sensations, Max withdrew his head, sliding his tongue along the slimy appendage. With this came renewed emissions and more intense twitches as Speck languored in the attention he was receiving.

Somewhere deep in Max’s mind, where he was still taking an active role in observing and coordinating his actions, he remembered that friction was an important part of the mating process. Max wasn’t sure how what he was doing now fit into that particular activity, but now Max began to bob his head along Speck’s slippery cock, now coated in both its own mixture as well as Max’s saliva. Likewise remembering the shaggy ‘mon’s appreciative sounds when he had first squeezed behind Speck’s knot, Max began applying gentle pressure to Speck’s base. These combined had a rather remarkable effect on the large canine. Aside from the more consistent flow into Max’s mouth, he could now feel Speck beginning to buck his hips up and into Max’s face. The effect was to occasionally drive the tip of Speck’s cock into the back of Max’s throat, causing the boy some discomfort, though not enough to dissuade him from continuing his ministrations. 

Max’s mouth and chin were now glistening with a combination of juices, a state which became more pronounced as his head bobbing and Speck’s humping both became more emphatic. Finally, as each participant's motions reached a crescendo, Max felt a paw press against his shoulder, as if to press him down further. Following the perceived direction, Max took a deep delicious breath, and then pushed down as far as he could, coupling this motion with a tight squeeze to the base of Speck’s now quite expanded knot. Speck, for his part, matched Max’s intensity and pushed forward as far as he could, driving his cock up to the knot, which bumped soundly against Max’s nose, unable to make it past the enthusiastic boy’s lips, and not daring to come up against his resistant teeth. Speck’s tip had now extended a fair way into Max’s throat, and though normally this might have caused the boy to gag, the extreme stimula coupled with the lack of available space seemed to have suppressed that particular response for the moment.

As the two came closer together than ever before, Speck came. Max didn’t know what was coming or what to expect, but he’d been making due with the steady flow that Speck was putting out before. Now, though, he knew the Mightyena had let loose. Pouring down the back of his throat, Max could feel a stream of thicker, hotter liquid flowing down to join the offerings already in his stomach. Max held his breath as the stream coursed down and out of sight. Max knew that this was Speck’s semen and he even knew to expect the ‘mon to cum for much longer than Max ever had, but as the seconds ticked by, he realized that he would not be able to keep this position. Wanting to foster the growing warmth he felt expanding in his tummy, Max held on for as long as he could, savoring the moment, but as his breath ran out, Max took action.

With a quick shove, Max dislodged the family ‘mon and came up for air. Even as he moved back, Max watched in amazement as Speck’s cock began to eject its load into the open air. He saw that it was coming in waves, each creating a strand which launched out and away before falling where it may. He could only appreciate this sight for a moment before returning to his most pressing worry, getting air to his lungs.

Max had been fortunate, though he didn’t fully understand that now, that he had inhaled just before Speck’s climax. Now, rather than trying to suck air in through a still flowing layer of cum which coated his throat and mouth, Max let out a great cough. The thicker cum that hadn’t yet made its way inside him, now emerged, covering Max’s mouth, chin, and chest, as well as adding to the growing mess on Speck’s belly. Having successfully cleared the way, Max began to suck in greedy, needy breaths, still smelling Speck all the while.

Having gotten his breathing somewhat under control now, Max began to savor the taste of Mightyena cum. This thicker liquid had much the same flavor as the earlier, thinner offerings, but this carried a much stronger taste. It was both saltier and more bitter, but it also had a hint of that musk Max had detected on Speck’s cock. Again, it was not a fantastic taste, but it was so unique and it was now tied to such a powerful experience that Max felt he needed to dwell on and remember this flavor. Having exhausted what was left in his mouth, Max turned back to Speck’s still drooling member. The Mightyena had slowed his production somewhat, although with every twitch small strands of cum still erupted from the tip. Max now bent back down and took Speck’s tip between his lips once again. Max sucked gently at the opening, collecting as much of Speck’s cum as he could, before swallowing the savory, bitter mixture. Max continued to explore and catalogue what was now, and would hereafter be, Speck’s flavor, wondering at the way this was both so enticing and how, in any other context, Max would surely have refused to taste any more after the first experience. 

After a few minutes, Speck was clearly spent and his cock now only dripped. Max could still feel tremors run through the shaggy ‘mon’s body, but much like Max felt after emptying himself, he could tell that Speck was finished for now, and likely in need of rest. During this falling action, Max had become increasingly aware of his own needs. His cock, which had been standing at full attention since Lucy had fallen asleep, was now making its presence known. Max, however, was also rather spent after his first experience pleasuring a pokemon. Now he lay next to Speck, feeling the pokemon’s cum seeping into the sheets beneath him. With his head turned towards Speck, Max watched as the still occasionally squirting cock began to shrink and retreated once more into its warm, protective sheath.

Craning his neck up, Max could see Lucy from below, legs spread, pussy warm and inviting, but he knew that he wouldn’t be able to support himself if he tried to penetrate her tonight. Instead, Max lay his head down and reached out with a cum soaked hand and began rubbing at his penis. Like the night before, Max tried to emulate the motions he’d used on Speck, grabbing himself and stroking up and down, methodically. This was very pleasurable, but Max quickly realized that it was about as feasible right then as mating Lucy. 

Sighing, Max let his arm fall back down with a small thump. This caught Speck’s attention and sensing something was up, he began to investigate. The investigation took the form of sniffing around on Max’s belly, until the now giggling boy pushed Speck off. In doing so, Max moved Speck lower, towards the problem area. Smelling his own tasty juices on Max, Speck stuck out his tongue intent on gobbling up a tasty treat. Instead, or perhaps in addition, Speck gave Max’s twitching cock a big, slobbery slurp.

Max was surprised by the touch, letting out a gasp of pleased surprise. Speck, not particularly worried about Max, had already settled into his new found treat. Max found himself very much enjoying the attention, but soon realized that his position wasn’t very good. Speck was bending quite far back and was mostly missing his mark.

“Wait boy. Let me move over.” Max said, again pushing the inquiring ‘mon’s face back. Mustering his energy for a single motion, Max sat up, quickly turned so that he would end up lying parallel to Lucy, and scootched over in front of Speck. Now more comfortably situated, both for himself and for Speck, Max lay back down and allowed Speck to continue his activities.

The rough and wet tongue now stroked luxuriously across Max’s shaft, causing his dick to tense up and bounce, as though it were trying to maximize its time in contact with the Mightyena’s tongue. Max felt that particular tension building in his groin as Speck licked on. It wasn’t building as fast as it did when he was inside Lucy, but Max could tell that this here with Speck was something that he’d like to experience again. As he approached his point of release, Max considered that this was essentially the same thing he’d done for Speck, just a short time before.

Even as this thought crossed his mind, or perhaps it was at the thought, Max couldn’t really tell given the sensations he was experiencing, Max came. It was a powerful, body rocking release which sent cum flying up across the young boy’s chest. Speck, for his part, continued licking at Max as the young boy tensed and relaxed in time with spurts. After only a few, Max was spent, but he felt light and warmth like the times he’d spent cumming in his sister or Nicky. In the moment’s after Max’s orgasm, Speck became aware of a new target, the strands of cum which had landed along Max’s torso, and he turned his attention now to this tasty offering.

Max closed his eyes and just basked in the feeling of Speck’s rough tongue as it traced over his belly and chest. It was really quite soothing, and in the afterglow of his most recent sexual experience, Max drifted off to sleep, lulled by his partner’s persistent licks. After a short time Speck finished his snack and, feeling the effects of the night’s activities himself, also fell asleep, his head resting on Max’s stomach. Above them, Lucy slept on, none the wiser about what had happened just inches from her.