Micah awoke, his hard cock straining against the fabric of his boxer briefs. Morning had just begun to break, although the sky was still a dark shade of blue. The silver flank of his mightyena, who lay asleep at the foot of his twin bed, rose and fell gently. Micah stretched as quietly as he could and yawned behind the back of a lazy hand. On a day off from work, he had no problem sleeping in as late as possible. Though by clock it was early, the nineteen year-old figured he would spend a while longer relaxing in bed and tending to his body's other wants, which had become quite demanding. He slipped a hand down the front of his boxer briefs, sighing subtly as he did. Warm beside his fingers, Micah's cock lay flat against his stomach, tip dripping precum where it throbbed just below his belly button. He slid the pad of his left thumb against it, smoothing the clear viscous liquid across the throbbing head of his penis. His cock trembled at the long-awaited contact and a spark of pleasure streaked down his cock.

Wrapped up in the moment, he pulled his boxer briefs down as gently as he could, leaning onto his elbows and angling his hips up. As he wriggled free of their soft fabric, his cock burst forth, thumping against his stomach before flexing once, oozing a thick drop of precum, and settling thickly along the groove in his hip. He decided not to risk waking up his mightyena and left the garment around his knees. After gently propping his back with a pillow, he gazed at himself. A smear of pre dampened his hip. Just above this his cock head hovered just above the flesh of his stomach. Dripping and jerking, his cock begged to be touched. It'd been three days since he had jerked off, he realized with surprise. Normally he made sure to cum twice a day. The end of last week had been exhausting, and now that he was finally able to relax, he was aware of how full his balls felt. Exhaling, Micah wrapped one hand around his cock.

As was usually the case for Micah, his pleasure was intensified due to the amount of time since his last orgasm. He was only able to masturbate slowly, so that he didn't shake the bed, but the light touch of his hands was creating dizzyingly pleasurable sensations. Large globs of precum, which had slowly flowed forth before, now came in sporratic spurts. Each time his cock jumped he ground his teeth together and broke contact, pulling back in an attempt to keep his orgasm at bay for the moment. His balls had already started to tense, drawing up close to his body, preparing to shoot. Finally he could resist no longer, wrapping a firm hand around his cock and pumping in earnest.

Immediately Micah's cock stiffened, swelling to its maximum size. Hard as a rock in his fist, it now freely drooled precum, occasionally spurting a small stream onto his knuckles or wrist. His balls were nestled against his groin, tight and full. Finally he could not take it. He lost himself in his pleasure, stroking with abandon, allowing small jerks of his hips, and now the wave of orgasm he'd been staving off was threatening to break over him. With eyes pressed tightly shut, he closed his fist around the head of his cock and gave a final thrust of his hips. His penis slipped through the tight space in Micah's palm down to the balls. At the deepest point of its stroke, he stopped, his whole body flexed, cock rigid in his tight fist. His eyes pressed tightly together and he froze for what seemed like an eternity. He was lost in space, so when a warm, soft tongue ran up his balls, fingers, and cock head, the teenager could do nothing to stifle the moan that tore from his chest.

His eyes snapped open and he slowly was able to register what was happening. His mightyena had woken up and was now licking his cock. His pokemon was licking his cock. Just as he grasped this concept through the haze of his pleasure, the mightyena pressed its long tongue insistently against the throbbing head. His cock flexed downward of its own volition, straining against its containing hand. There it paused, still as the rest of him. The tongue slid across his balls. A rush of exhaled air
escaped Micah's lungs and in that instant his penis throbbed visibly. With a small sound, Micah started ejaculating.

The first spurt of semen splattered audibly onto his stomach. A steady river of cum began streaming over his knuckles, running down his balls and thigh, onto that hot tongue that continued to stroke along the exposed skin of his ejaculating penis. The second burst of cum was far bigger, wetly landing across his chest and belly. He could feel it, warm, continuously flowing from his cock head in between spurts. For a moment, Micah thought he would pass out from the pleasure, like this orgasm would never end. The third and fourth jets of cum had landed somewhere but he had not felt anything. It was safe to assume they'd streaked across his pokemon's muzzle, warm. The steady flow between muscle contractions ebbed slightly, and as he dizzily gasped, his mightyena continued licking.

Finally, Micah stopped ejaculating. Dazedly, he looked down at his pokemon with raised eyebrows and an almost funny shock-slacked mouth. The mightyena seemed to smirk slightly before licking up the rest of Micah's cum. He felt obligated to apologize, but he knew his pokemon had done the entire thing willingly. Then he watched his pokemon stand up on the bed and step over him. A quick glance between his mightyena's hind legs suddenly helped him realize what was going to happen next.

"Mmm..." The sound escaped his lips as he was pushed flat on his back by his pokemon's paw.