"Ebony! Use Blast Burn! Let's finish this!" The typhlosion opens his mouth, a burning ball of fire growing bigger by the second, the ring of flames around his neck glowing a bright white from the sheer heat and power, the ball erupting from his mouth and hurtling towards the machamp. All four of his arms go forwards, trying to block the shot, but it's futile. The blast hits him square on, almost as big as the machamp by the time it hits him, exploding as soon as it makes contact, a giant inferno erupting from the ground around the machamp, blinding everything around and blocking him from view. Nothing can be seen inside the inferno as it rages on, barely lasting a few seconds, dying down quickly, leaving the machamp standing there, patches of his skin burned and peeling. He remains standing a few seconds, crashing to the ground, the dust around him from the battle rising to the air and swirling around him.

The trainer removes a full restore from his pack, tossing it to the gym leader across the room, who snatches it from the air, rushing towards the collapsed machamp, hurriedly emptying the powerful bottle of medicine on the worst of the muscle pokemon's burns, the skin miraculously growing back and patching up, most of the scratches and bruises from the fight healing and disappearing.

"Sorry about that, he goes a bit overboard sometimes, and I swear he wants to win more than I do." The trainer says, feeling the need to explain himself, standing in his designated spot, watching the gym leader tend to her fallen friend. "I always bring spares, just in case, because it's the least I can do."

"The Gym Leader Riaku's machamp has fainted, and that means the winner of this official league gym challenge is Trainer Terrance. Congratulations," echoes around the large space, clapping soon joining it as the dozen people in the stands congratulate the up-and-comer, currently rushing towards his first and best friend, standing victorious in the center of the arena, throwing himself at the powerful typhlosion, fully knowing he could withstand his weight.

"Phlo!"

"You did it! That's our eighth and final badge! We're heading to the Elite Four next! Then after that, the Championship League!"

"Not yet. You still need this. Now come take it before I change my mind" the leader laughs, a smirk on her face, obviously defeated by the much more powerful trainer. She walks up to him, holding out the badge, the silver and gold plated league approved badge, forged in the shape of a diamond with a circle around it. She holds it out to him, presenting the badge to him. "From what I have gathered, this is your eighth and final gym badge. You are now ready to challenge the Elite Four, and should you win, you will get a chance to challenge, and become the champion. I'm rooting for you Terry. Your typhlosion beat all six of my pokemon, by himself, and doesn't look to have even broken a sweat."

He lets out a stray laugh, letting go of his friend to accept the badge from the gym leader with one hand , shaking her hand and accepting the praise with his other. "Thank you. I won't let you down, and I think Ebony can handle it. He's just as competitive as I am, and, believe it or not, puts himself through some pretty harsh training. He wants to prove he's the best fire type around."

He takes the badge from her, removing his case from his pack, fitting it perfectly into the slot made specifically for the badge. "Thanks too, but I'm gonna go run him over to the center, because even though he doesn't want to show it, your pokemon are pretty strong, and they landed a few pretty good hits, and he's trying to hide just how hurt he actually is."

"Good luck Terry. I have to go do the same. No matter how much my pokemon did, your typhlosion really roughed 'em up. Luckily for me, as a gym leader I get my own personal Pokecenter here in the gym."

Terry says goodbye, turning around and walking out the front door, Ebony right behind him, not even bothering to put him in his ball, talking while they walk. "She was pretty cute, eh Ebony? And that lopunny she had remind you of anyone bud?" A thump of fur as his fist strikes the heavily muscled shoulder of his friend, getting a throaty chuckle from the volcano pokemon. "You did good today bud, and tonight, we're gonna celebrate. I know the real reason you won, you can't hide it from me, I've known you too long.

He glances over, barely catching the blush that was quickly fading from the fire pokemon's cheeks. He smirks, knowing the effect he has on his pokemon. They arrive at the Pokecenter, striding to the front counter.

"Hello, my name is Nurse Joy, how may I help you today?"

"Yes, I need my pokemon healed, we just beat our eighth gym leader, and Ebony is pretty beat up. Also, I'd like a room for the night, we wanna grab some shut-eye before we move on to challenge the Elite Four."

"Your typhlosion beat Riaku all by himself? He must be very powerful!" the nurse says, clearly surprised, having healed the local gym leader's pokemon multiple times in the past before personal healing centers became league mandated. She leads the fire type to the back room, leaving Terry alone in the lobby to ponder the mystery of the back room, to forever wonder of the secrets passed down through the Nurse Joy line. They're only gone a few minutes, returning back to the lobby with Ebony looking like a new pokemon, his fur glossy and smooth, that healthy glow under his fur that it seems is customary for all fire types. Nurse Joy heads back behind the counter, writing up the paperwork and taking the payment for the room, handing Terry the key to the room he is renting for the night.

"Thanks Nurse Joy, he looks as good as new." he remarks as he accepts the key, heading to the room number on the key, his typhlosion in tow. A short trip down the hall, and a curve to the right, and they arrive at the door. "Ah, room number 8. How lucky. Well, let's go in, eh Ebony? After you" he says with a flourish, as he unlocks the door, swings it open, and bows before the typhlosion, who gladly accepts the offer, strutting through the door like he owns the entire center.

"Alright bud, I'm gonna take a quick shower, then we'll hit the hay and head out tomorrow. You ready to take on the Elite Four, bud? They'll be our toughest challenge yet, but I think you can do it. We'll have a real challenge on our hands, but I'll be with you through the whole thing bud. But first, after my shower, I'll give you your reward, ok?" He starts stripping, taking his clothes off in front of the typhlosion, getting ready for the shower. His shirt is first, grabbing the hem and lifting it over his head, tossing it onto a chair in the corner of the room, unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down, stepping out of his shoes at the same time, leaving his pants in a puddle around his shoes, hiding them. He's left in just his boxers and his socks, which he wastes no time in removing, sitting on the edge of the bed and pulling his socks off, tossing them onto the puddle of his pants. He stands back up, yanking his boxers off, leaving him completely naked.

He turns back to the typhlosion, hiding anything worthwhile and winking, heading into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

The water turns off, and he steps out of the shower, grabbing a towel and patting down, not really worrying much about being a little wet still, knowing he'll be dry soon enough. He turns the doorknob, the door swinging open and he steps out into the main room, completely naked still, save for a towel which he currently has wrapped around his head to dry his hair.

"You couldn't wait for me, could you bud? I said I'd give you your reward after my shower." He laughs loudly, his best friend lying on the bed on his back, legs spread and his member already free from his sheath, a deep blood red and swollen, waiting for action.

"Ty!"

"Alright, alright. Come here bud." He says as he drops the towel, soon forgetting about it as he walks up to the bed with his favorite pokemon lying on it. He sinks to his knees, dropping in front of the typhlosion, immediately attacking his best friends swollen rod, licking it from the base, skimming over his furry orbs, and running up to the tip. He kisses the tip, smiling at all the fond memories he has of doing this, starting from the time he discovered just how intimate he could get with his first pokemon.

"You ready for this bud? I think tonight, I'm going to give you something special. More special than anything we've done until now." Just a rumbling from the volcano pokemon can be heard, as the trainer takes his pokemons member silently into his mouth, closing his lips around the tip and sucking gently on the gentle flesh. He slurps down the tasty pokedick, having grown accustomed to the taste of his best friends cock. Soft suckling can be heard in the room, the trainer's head bobbing up and down on the red rod, taking it all the way to the hilt, much bigger than the first time he did this to him, way back then in the forest.

"Oh man Ebony, since the time in the forest with that lopunny? I've fallen in love with your dick, I can't get enough of the taste. I love you Ebony." He lets out one more heartfelt saying before going back to worshipping his best friend's member. He goes back to sucking on it, swallowing the liquid hot pre of the typhlosion.

He stops sucking, removing his lips from around the rod and going back to licking it, going from the base to the tip, licking it like a sucker, his pokemon's chest rumbling in pleasure and appreciation. He plants kisses, kissing his big furry orbs, kissing downwards until he gets below them, staring at his friend's rosebud. He digs underneath, his nose holding them out of the way as he dives beneath them, taking a big whiff of the faint musky scent left there, the scent that of a powerful male.

His tongue flicks out, running across the star hidden among the fur between his legs, a long hiss coming from the direction of his head, surprised this was what his human meant, the trainers tongue lapping at the rosy little hole, his hand reaching up and grasping the temporarily forgotten meat pole above his heavy orbs. His tongue continues to lap at the star, now rubbing the throbbing member above him, jacking him off as he actually starts to enjoy the taste emanating from the volcano pokemon's hole, his tongue trying to force it's way in, not able to get in more than the tip.

He hears a loud grunt come from the typhlosion, and he keeps moving his hand up and down, suddenly feeling wetness seeping onto his hand, his eyes closed though, only able to feel the wetness on his hand. He pulls out from under his heavy balls, licking his lips and opening his eyes, staring down at the mess he made on his hand and all over the typhlosions crotch. His hand goes to his mouth, flicking out and grabbing the globs of cream on his fingers. "I love the taste of your cum, bud. So delectable. Now, that wasn't the only part, I have another surprise for you. You ready?"

The only response he gets a confused look, and a pant, as he finishes lapping up the rest of the cum on his hand. He climbs up onto the bed, wrapping his arms around and snuggling up to the typhlosion, what little moisture remaining on his body quickly evaporating from the intense heat radiating from the fire type's body. His sits up after hugging his friend, his own blood filled member hard and begging for attention, but forgotten for now. He smirks down at the pokemon below him, getting ready to give him the biggest preset he has ever given him before. "You're gonna love this, bud. I think tonight is finally the night. Congratulations on the eighth win bud."

He slides back, noting the glint of shock in his partners eyes as he lines his own hole up with the fire type's throbbing cock. As he reaches back to line the member up, he slides down, penetrating himself on the red rod. A hiss of his own escapes his lips as the rod pushes through the trainer's virgin hole, sliding down inch by inch, stopping when he's only half-way down.

"Sorry bud, give me a second, it's my first time. I've never really taken anything down there before." He sits there, half a cock up his ass, waiting for his hole to adjust to his friend's size. He rests like that for a few seconds, nodding his head after awhile. Only when he feels ready though, does he continue, sliding the rest of the way down, still going inch by inch until he reaches all the way to the bottom.

"There. How does that feel, bud? You like that? If you like it enough, we may do it again. Would you like that?" He asks his partner, getting a slow nod, pure bliss on his furred face. Still impaled on his cock, he bends down, wrapping his arms around his friend's torso, getting him to turn over with him, so he's now on the bottom.

"Hey, let's do this right, bud. Get up for a second so you can fuck me properly" He demands of the pokemon, who eagerly complies, removing his weight and getting up, the cock slipping from his hole. He turns over, getting on his hands and knees like a willing lopunny in heat, the typhlosion above him lining his member back up with his trainers hole. The typhlosion wraps his paws around his human's chest, being caring and considerate enough to go slowly at first, sliding his rod in inch by inch, hilting himself in his trainer's hole.

The trainer turns his head back to the pokemon buried inside his ass, his hand reaching back and running through the fur around his friend's neck. "Do it, Ebony, fuck me. Fill me up, I want to see what they feel when I cum inside them, why they like it so much. And remember Ebony, this is your reward for a job well done, so don't hold back. Give me all you've got."

A grunt of affirmation later, and he can start feeling the meat slide in and out of him, his saliva from the blowjob and the cum that leaked out and got rubbed into his member the only lubrication making it so his hole doesn't get rubbed raw. The rod slides out, actually giving him an empty feeling inside, before the typhlosion thrusts back in, his member just the right size and shape to hit all the right spots inside him, rubbing against his prostate, his own member beneath him throbbing each time the typhlosion thrusts inside. A moan escapes his lips, actually starting to enjoy the meat shoved up his ass. "Faster, bud. Fuck me!"

The pokemon murrs softly, accepting the offer and speeding up, picking up the rate that he thrusts, slamming into his trainer with more strength, gripping him tightly and really starting to take advantage of his trainer's hole now. An odd slapping sound can be heard, that of fur slapping against skin, their hips meeting as the typhlosion thrusts inside. Terry reaches between his legs, rubbing the bottom of the fire type's rod as it thrusts into his hole, his orbs starting to smack against his trainer's, a spurt of pre spraying his insides every few thrusts, allowing him to pick up the pace as it coats his member.

"Do it, bud, I can feel you getting close, fill me up!" he demands, the volcano pokemon's rod throbbing, thrusting as hard as he can into his trainer's hole, the loudest sound of the night escaping the typhlosions mouth as he cums, his rod throbbing inside the tight, no longer virgin ass of his trainer. He roars loudly, a spurt of fire shooting from his mouth and hitting the ceiling, leaving a blackened stain. His cock throbs heavily as it erupts like a living volcano, his lava-like cum flooding his trainer's depths, spraying spurt after spurt of his hot, thick cum deep into him.

"Oh, Ebony, it's so hot, it feels like it's burning my insides. Is this a fire type's cum?" he says, falling forward, the meat in his ass falling out with a pop, cum gushing out now that it has an escape route.

"Man, that is gonna leave a stain." He turns over onto his back, staring up into the eyes of his friend, his eyes drifting over and noticing the black stain on the ceiling. "As is that. Nurse Joy is not going to be happy about that either." He remarks, looking back into the typhlosions eyes, right as there is a banging on the door.

"Hello? Are you alright in there? I heard a howl, just wanted to make sure everything was okay in there." comes a voice from the other side of the door, obviously Nurse Joy's voice, shouting loud enough to be heard from the other side of the door, getting a response from Terry doing the same. "Yes Nurse Joy, sorry about that, my typhlosion got a little excited with one of his toys."

"Alright, call me if you need anything then. I'm just down the hall."

"Will do, Nurse Joy." he says, barely suppressing his laughter, waiting until he is absolutely certain that she's gone before bursting into laughter, staring up at his typhlosion. "That was a close one, Ebony. Hey, speaking of close one, is there any way you can help me out with this? I still haven't gotten off" he says, gesturing towards his own, forgotten member, swollen, raging, and an angry red, literally begging for attention.

"Phlo." The typhlosion goes down, staring at the rod, not the first time he's helped his trainer. He gives the swollen tip a lick, his trainer gasping from the pleasure, and the typhlosion takes his whole trainer's member into his burning hot maw, the same one that shoots white hot flames. He presses his tongue to the skin on the bottom, sucking on it while his broad tongue licks the bottom, soon causing the over-sensitive member to erupt, Terry moaning loudly as he grabs the typhlosion's head, thrusting into the sucking maw, his own climax finally hitting him as he cums, the gooey liquid spurting into his mouth, the typhlosion swallowing it down like his trainer did for him.

"Thanks Ebony, that was fantastic" he says, out of breath, his body tired from the new things he had tried that night. "I think, that that was definitely good enough to try it again sometime. Now, let's get some sleep, buddy. We've got a long day ahead of us tomorrow, and a long walk. But, I think we will both need a shower in the morning. For now, I'm just gonna cuddle with my favorite typhlosion, in the mess we made on the bed."

He turns over, doing exactly that, making it a point to make sure he lays down in the puddle of cum that leaked from his hole, deposited there by the typhlosion.