[b][u][center]Grinding On Groudon
For Leon_Therma
By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]
 
 
 
 
 



When one’s second father happened to be the guardian of Space, it made it remarkably easy to have a number of friends with benefits. Sometimes they were normal Pokémon, sometimes they were humans, and sometimes…

“Heh, you that eager for me to pound your ass?”

Leon smirked, the Typhlosion putting a hand on his hip as he looked down at the rapidly-waking Groudon. Unlike [i]the[/i] Groudon, this one had a different sort of biology, more standing on two legs and with a slightly humanoid look to him. One of those that had been bent down a different path of the evolutionary bloodline, if one was technical about it.

He nudged his half-asleep friend, getting him to lift his head up. No sooner had the Groudon looked up at him than Leon covered his face with one broad paw, grinding the tips of his toes against the other male’s face.

“You gonna get up and let me fuck you, Ricky, or am I just going to have to flop on you and fuck you down there?”

“Mmmph. Is fucking all you think about?”

“Heh, your dad doesn’t complain about that.”

“Yeah, but he’s legendary,” Ricky said, shaking his head. “I’m still growing into it.”

“Heh, should I go let him get the morning pounding, then?”

“Grrr…get over here.”

Leon smirked to himself as Ricky finally got to his feet, leaning against one of the walls in his cave-like bedroom. There were a few little electronics that had been piped in through who knew what methods, but for the most part, it looked more like some feral den for a real Pokémon. Not that Groudon liked it when he called it that, but that wasn’t what thy were here for, anyway.

He ‘helped’ his friend up against the wall, grabbing him by the thigh and helping him keep his legs spread. Ricky grunted in surprise, but before he could do anything, Leon had him pinned against the wall, leaning against him from behind and already grinding his dick up against that big black and red ass.

“Heh, ready to loosen up a bit?” Leon teased.

“Why do you ask me that every time?”

“Why do you tighten up after every session?”

“Just…fuck me…”

“Alright, Mr. Grouch.”

Despite his teasing, it was as easy as ever to slide into that eager hole, and it was as hot and ready as it always was. Ricky groaned, squeezing down on him, his two cocks hardening past what morning wood could explain.

As the big guy reached back, one thick arm wrapping around Leon’s shoulders for a bit more stability, the Fire-type started rocking forward. He had three more people waiting for dick today, and he wanted to make sure that he got time to hang out with Ricky as well as fuck him.
 
 





[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]