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"Just one last time DICKWEED and we can head inside for the night," Ash exclaimed half heartedly at his appropriately named Gardevoir. It was a good name at a the time he thought, "Come on!" With a grunt, heave and a ho, his male Pokemon companion gathered his strength and tossed the large medicine ball toward his master.

How was this supposed to help me in any way he thought.

"I told you, it helps to build upper body strength. But first you have to put some effort into it," the young boy marveled at how his companions communication skills were improving. They could almost have an entire conversation with their minds. It took a lot of effort on Ash's part, so most of the time he prefers talking to himself as Misty puts it.

Upper body strength my ass. The Gardevoir braced himself for the incoming projectile but left too much slack in his elbows, allowing the medicine ball to hit him right in the gut -- not to mention, his two dangling unmentionables. One more. Right. DICKWEED curled up with his hands cupping his sensitive instrument and screamed in his unintelligable native language.

Ash rushed toward his companion, broken hearted at what he had caused and cringing at the vulgarities spewing from the mortally wounded animal before him. He didn't need a translation to know what he hit. Getting down on his knees to comfort his pokemon, Ash calmed the gardevoir immensley. The trick is their sweet spot. Every pokemon has a sweet spot, including this one. It took quite a while for Ash to find though; The last spot he would have thought to check.

DICKWEED was quickly recovering, a little too fast he thought. He felt a familiar burning feeling in his loins. What in Gods name? What am I doing? He didn't communicate this to his master. My entire life, Master has treated me with utmost respect. He's my FRIEND. What the fuck am I doing? DICKWEED tried to contain himself, to prolong the perhaps inevitable, but a moan slipped from his mouth. Slowly his well endowed member was growing. Trapped in it's shealth, it had no where to go -- but out. Now semi-erect, the young Gardvoir was mortified.

Ash, with a slight notion of realization and a very sleazy grin, caught a glimpse of the pokemon's red shaft protuding from its sheath. His own tool was painfully protruding from his jeans, trapped, and so he repositioned himself to get comfortable. With every bit of concentration he could muster, Ash conveyed his own yearnings, his own desires and lustful feelings through their link. The Gardevoir didn't see this coming and was taken aback by the sudden mental intrusion. Flashes, images, fantasies. All from Ash, and much were similar to his own homoerotic fantasies, though he never considered Ash like this before tonight.

Ash's apprently skillful hand had long ago moved from the sweet spot to something more filling. The trainer curled his fingers into a loose fist and caressed the shaft gently. Leaning forward and gaping his jaw, he licked a warm drop of precum from the bottom of the slick dick. Slowly he worked his way up with his tongue, across all seven throbbing inches to the top where he began to suck on just the tip.

Any doubt in the now animalistic mind of the young pokemon was instantly washed away as Ash skillfully bobbed his head on his thick cock. The lustful burning increased with each "thrust" and soon DICKWEED wouldn't be able to hold back. Suddenly Ash removed the sticky shaft from his mouth and said aloud "You're near, I can tell. When you're ready, grab my head and pull me all the way down. Fuck my mouth with your hot dick." Just as suddenly as he took it out, Ash went back to work on the cock like before. DICKWEED felt a bulge at the base of his shaft, the knot, and it was growing quickly.

The Gardevoir wrapped his paws around his Master's head and quickley dragged him down on all seven inches. Ash was visibly choking but enjoying every second of it as DICKWEED finally burst and sent ribbons of sticky cum down the waiting throat. Too much of it came at once, and Ash let a little bit spill. Still gagging on the meat, the pokemon finally released Ash and let him take in a deep and well deserved breath.

The trainer looked into his companion's eyes and seen a satisfied blush just below. Gardevoir was spent, but now it was Ash's turn.