08 - Late Night Disruption
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Enjoy Chapter 8!
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The pair of shadowy figures leapt down the thirty-foot crag of rock, leaving the outline of the gibbous moon. They landed gracefully in the clearing, and the features of the two intruders could be seen clearly. The boy with short, dark hair stood almost a full head taller than the one with the longer locks. They straightened their knees in well-rehearsed synchronization, going back-to-back yet again, with their faces tuned slightly.
The taller one spoke up. "To rule the world with determination!"
On queue, the blonde-haired teenager piped in, "To subvert all peoples in our great nation!"
"To enforce the ideals of strength and love!"
"To extend our wings, and soar high above!"
The first one pulled out a PokéBall out of seemingly nowhere, and pressed the activation button in the centre. "William!"
The second mirrored this perfectly, until the PokéBall was expanded, upon which he turned around and latched his arms around the waist of the one named William. "Waiii! Will, you're so cool!"
Will looked down at the awe-struck lad, with a face mixed between anger and embarrassment. "S-stop fawning over me and say the motto!!"
The smaller boy gave a noise that sounded almost like a squeak, and recomposed himself as best as he can. "I'm Jeff!" He held his expanded PokéBall out at arm's length towards the bewildered Chu.
Will threw his PokéBall high in the air, letting it be silhouetted by the moonlight. "Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light!"
Jeff tossed his own up in the air to meet with Will's on the way down. "Surrender now, or prepare to fight!"
The two PokéBalls touched off the ground at the same time, and a brilliant white light lit up the clearing they were all in. Two beams of light leapt out of their spherical cages, and formed into two separate Pokémon within and instant. Out of Will's PokéBall, a Raichu; out of Jeff's, a Vulpix.
"Rairai!"
"Vul!" They both simultaneously struck a pose.
Chu was absolutely dumbfounded. Not only did he not know where these people came from, why they were attacking him, and why at least one was obviously "playing for the other team", the fact that these boys and their Pokémon had apparently practiced this routine diligently made the whole thing rather comical. He just stood and stared for a few moments... before Chenelle woke up.
"Huaaaa... what th' hell's goin' on...?" She rubbed at one of her eyes sleepily as she sat up in her sleeping back. She blinked incoherently, taking a few moments to register what was going on, then slipping on her green t-shirt (she had been wearing a tank top in her sleep). "Chu... who th' hell're these guys...? Friends of yours?" She apparently hadn't seen the blood-red "R"s emblazoned on the front of their black uniforms.
Chu looked back at her and shrugged. "I have no... sweet... clue..."
Will look startled. "Wh-what?! You mean you haven't heard of the mighty Team Rocket before??"
Chu shook his head. "Nope. Well, I've heard of a Team Missile before... are you guys some sorta cheap imitation."
Both Jeff and Will faceplanted into the ground from the jab at their pride. Jeff shook his fist from his prone position. "Cheap imitation?!?! Don't you ever call Will that!!"
The older William stood and dusted himself off, a retraining grin on his face. "Heh... don't worry, my little Jeffery... after all, we can't expect ignorant backwoods hicks like these to know the true glory that is Team Rocket."
Suddenly, Chenelle was very much awake. "Chu, these two are from the Team Rocket! I recognize the uniforms from a PokéNews article they did on them. They're Pokémon thieves!"
"Pokémon what?!" Chu looked back at Chenelle, to make sure he heard it right, then back at the two assailants, now much more alert. "Dammit, I've already lost Eevee once, and I'm not gonna lose her again!"
Will put on a mock pout. "Oh really...? That's too bad, because you see..."
Jeff cut in, a large grin cutting into his innocent features. "...That's exactly what we came for!"
Will nodded in agreement. "You see, that Eevee is far too beautiful and... well... versatile to be left in the hands of some nobody like you."
"But it'd be perfect with us!" Jeff clapped his hands happily, apparently quite excited at this opportunity.
Chu plucked the rose that was thrust into his forehead minutes before and tossed it to the ground. Stepping on it, he walked over to his sleeping back and reached down, pulling out his bandana from the bundle of fabric that was his pants. He straightened back up tying it tightly around his forehead, his face oddly grim. "...You're gonna have to fight me for her, then."
Chenelle blinked. In the short while she had known him, this was the first time she had seen him like this. It was different than his usual antics, and he wasn't exactly set with determination when he had lost Eevee... he was more... panicky. She could feel her face heating up, as for some reason she was... a little more than intrigued at this hidden side of Chu.
Jeff and Will laughed boisterously. "You think you can defeat my Raichu with that little ball of fur?!" Will asked jokingly.
"And my beee-you-tee-full Vulpix will set that ugly caterpillar of yours on fire!" Jeff gave a rather sadistic giggle.
Chenelle stood, the sleeping bag falling from around her legs to reveal her blue boxers, a PokéBall already in her hand. Chu cocked her arm back to throw it, but Chu held out his hand. "I'll handle this, Chenelle... two on two, fair and square..."
Chenelle gaped. "But Chu... these two look pretty experienced... plus that's a fully-evolved Pokémon there!" She pointed at Raichu, whose cheeks were sparking sporadically. "Your Eevee may be fine, but the blondie is right... you're at a type disadvantage."
Chu shook his head. "I don't care. I'm going to fight off these scumbags, and I'm going to do it fairly.
Will cackled. "Fairly?! My little boy, there's nothing fair about this situation. But I guess if you want to satisfy some sort of self-righteous set of morals, then sure... two on two it is."
"Weedle! Eevee! You ready?!" Chu looked down at his two Pokémon, who were still just as dumbfounded as he was a few minutes ago. Eevee snapped out of it quickly, though, and gave Chu a confident squeak, and the Weedle followed suit somewhat less enthusiastically.
Chu heard Jeff's small voice cut in. "Ready or not..."
"Here we come! Raichu, Thunder Wave!" Will ordered the large electric rodent forward, and it let loose a powerful burst of bright, yellow electricity. The energy ripped through the air towards Eevee and Weedle, but the two weren't as unawares as they had seemed. Leaping apart, they managed to dodge out of the way of the paralyzing attack, and land on all fours (or twelves, in Weedle's case).
"Alright, you wanna play dirty?!" Chu snarled. "We'll play dirty! Eevee, use Sand Attack! Weedle, String Shot!" Chu pointed at the Vulpix. Taking a moment to react, Eevee took up a pawful of dirt and launched it towards the foxlike Pokémon. It wasn't exactly sand, but it was good enough. The Fire-type was fast enough to step out of the way, however...
...And right into the trajectory of Weedle's String Shot. The force of the silky substance was enough to knock the Vulpix onto its back, the sticky web clinging to its fur and pinning it to the ground.
"Vulpix!!" Jeff cried out in dismay. He looked like he was about to cry. "Y-you meanie!"
Will blinked, a little surprised how well the two seemingly inexperienced Pokémon fought together. "Not bad, for a newbie. Alright Raichu, use Double Team!" Not a second after the command came out of its trainer's mouth, the Raichu grinned wickedly. Suddenly, the image of the large yellow rat was split into two, and they both charged at Weedle.
Chu's gut tightened. He knew there wasn't much for the Bug-type to do but take the hit. "Weedle, defend yourself, Eevee, use Tackle!" Weedle didn't need another word to curl up into a ball, quivering a little in anticipation of the pain that was coming. The Raichu connected with the curled-up Bug, sending it flying several feet through the air, coming to a skidding stop a few meters away. As soon as the attack was landed, the false image of the Raichu dissipated, leaving it wide open as it recovered its footing from its attack. Eevee came in from the side, slamming her head against the powerful thigh of the Electric-type, catching it off-balance and sending it flying to the ground.
"Now, Eevee! Use Tail Wag!" Chu was going for a long shot here. While Tail Wag would normally throw off an enemy's attack for a few seconds, the last time she did it, Weedle was almost completely knocked out. Eevee pounced on the prone Raichu and stood on its chest, sticking her bushy tail in his face and wriggling it back and forth.
All four limbs of the Raichu went rigid, before flopping down on either side of it. It worked! Chu rejoiced inwardly. Just like before! He grinned. "Good work, Eevee! Now, finish it off with a.... uh..." He stopped mid-order, as he, and everyone else watching, noticed something red and rounded protrude from between the Raichu's legs, merely a few inches below Eevee's muzzle. It took a few moments, but everyone who didn't already know soon realized that the Raichu was quite male, and actually enjoying falling victim to Eevee's Tail Wag.
"My Raichu!!" Will was aghast. "What's that perverted Eevee of yours doing?!"
Chu blushed deeply. He remembered the effect that her scent had on him a few days ago... he could only imagine how that poor Raichu was feeling, having her fuzzy, musky rear waving back and forth in front of his face. Eevee herself had stopped Tail Wagging, and was now staring entrancedly at the growing Chuhood, apparently forgetting about the battle altogether.
The group was spared an awkward moment, however, when a searing blast of flame connected with the side of Eevee's body, sending her flying off of the enamoured Raichu's chest and onto the grass a few feet away, her side fur singed from the ray of fire. An angry Vulpix, who had torn its way out of the sticky bindings, stood a few feet on the opposite side of Raichu. "That's right, my loverly Vulpix!" Jeff hopped up and down, cheering on his Pokémon with great enthusiasm. "Beat up that Eevee so we can add her to our lovely team!" The Vulpix leapt over the semi-conscious form of Raichu, running headlong at Eevee, giving her barely enough time to stagger to her feet before slamming into her with its shoulder, sending her flying back another several feet.
"Eevee!" Chu watched helplessly as the red fox advanced once more upon the prone Eevee. She was pretty beaten up, and didn't look like she could take much more. Regardless, Eevee got to her feet after some effort, spitting out bits of grass and dirt from her mouth. "Way to go Eevee! Let's try that Tail Wag again!" She nodded once, and ran at the Vulpix, who stood its ground. At the last second, Eevee veered to the right, surprising the Fire-type somewhat, and let her bushy tail waft in front of its face. Eevee halted, waving her tail back and forth in the same way she did to Raichu, and Weedle earlier that day.
The Vulpix just blinked for a moment. "C'mon Vulpix, give it a Flamethrower!" It responded with a coherency that the Raichu certainly lacked, and sent a billowing cone of fire from its mouth, blasting full-force into Eevee's rear and propelling her across the ground, her face dragging painfully through the grass. She remained motionless on the cool ground.
"Eevee!!" Chu hollered. That was an incredibly painful-looking attack, and it seemed that some serious damage could have been dealt. "Return!" He held out his PokéBall and pointed it at Eevee, but the Vulpix leapt between Chu and his Pokémon. "Hey!" Chu looked over at Will and Jeff. "Call off your Vulpix! Can't you see Eevee is hurt?!"
They both laughed. "Yes, and she looks so beautiful in defeat, don't you think?" Jeff batted his eyelashes, giggling once more.
Will chuckled. "You're not very attentive are you? We said we're here for your Eevee, and that's what we'll take."
Jeff nodded matter-of-factly. "That's right! So... Vulpix, finish it off with another Flamethrower!"
Chu's eyes widened. This last attack would definitely cause permanent harm to his Eevee, considering she was in no position to defend herself from the attack. "NO! Leave her alone!!!" He screamed out, beginning to run at the fire-fox, whose mouth was wide open and glowing, readying its final attack.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Chu saw something sparkle in the moonlight, and then an elongated figure, like an arrow, shoot out of the darkness and connect with Vulpix's chest. The needle atop Weedle's head inserted itself into the flesh of the Fire Pokémon, injecting the potent venom into the creature's bloodstream. It gave a pained yowl, and shook the Bug off, staggering a few steps to the side before falling, abruptly, onto the ground.
Everyone just gaped at the bug, who was panting and in pretty bad shape himself. The first sound to come out of any of them was Jeff's cry of utter fury and dismay. "VULPIX!!!! My beautiful Vulpix!!! What have you done?!"
Will called back Raichu, who was still twitching and daydreaming on the ground, into his PokéBall. He looked at Jeff. "Call her back, my pet. We have to get her healed up right away." The blond-haired lad nodded and sniffled, his eyes welled up with tears as he too returned his Pokémon. Will turned to look at Chu. "Not bad. I must say, I'm at least somewhat impressed. It seems you have a knack for having your Pokémon work together. However, next time we won't underestimate you, and don't expect us to hold anything back!"
He leapt back up onto the rock, a feat seemingly impossible considering it was as tall as the trees, and off into the darkness. Jeff sobbed and stuck his tongue out at Chu, before following his elder.
Chu just blinked, not sure what to be more amazed at... the fact that he beat two Team Rocket members by himself, or how determined Weedle was to save an Eevee he only knew since this afternoon.
Eevee! He was snapped back into reality, and he looked at her limp form. "Oh God... we've got to get her to a Pokémon Centre!" He picked up the PokéBalls designated for her and Weedle and returned them both, retracting them and clipping them to his belt. He hurriedly began packing up his sleeping back and stuffing it into his backpack. "Chenelle, c'mon, we're getting to Pewter tonight!"
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Jeff and Will had settled in a small clearing not too far from where they just battled. Jeff, who was sitting under a tree, had recovered from his near fit of crying, and was cradling Vulpix in his arms, an empty green spray bottle next to him, labeled with a skull and crossbones crossed out. "Why'd that meanie hafta go and do this to poor Vulpix...? Her beautiful fur all mucked up..." He picked a strand of Weedle's string out of her fur and tossed it to the ground in disgust.
Will, who was leaning against the same tree, gently laid his gloved hand on the boy's head and stroked back his long golden locks soothingly. "It's alright, my darling boy..." he cooed reassuringly. "We'll get them next time..." he trailed off, lost in thought. He was intrigued by how that Trainer seemed to know how to use the Eevee's sexuality against Raichu, and what sort of effect it would have on him.
Jeffery sniffed, and looked up, teary-eyed at Will. "B-... but Will... we've never lost before..." He looked like he was going to cry again, but Will kneeled down and brought his face close to that of his partner's, smiling warmly.
"Don't think of it as a lost, sweetums. We were testing them out."
This seemed to make Jeff feel a lot better, and he gave a shaky smile, rubbing away the tears that were forming in his eyes. "...Testing...?"
Will nodded, wiping away the dampness from Jeff's cheeks with his thumb. "That's right... like a predator stalks and studies its prey before it moves in for the kill..."
Jeff gasped and flung his arms about Will's chest. "Oh Will! You're so poetic!!" The boy rubbed his cheek worshipfully against Will's shoulder, in a completely different mood than he had just been in.
Will chuckled and pulled back a little, cupping Jeff's right jawbone in his left hand, tilting his head upward. "That's the happy little boy I wanna see..." Leaning forward, he kissed him passionately on the lips. Flush flooded Jeff's cheeks, and he relaxed back against the tree, his soft leather gloves pawing at his superior's chest. "Here..." Will said as he pulled away. Taking off his gloves slowly, he grinned warmly. "I know what'll make my treasure feel all better." Shifting his hand down Jeff's waist, he untucked the black shirt that was standard issue in Team Rocket and snaked his finger along the boy's bare belly. Jeff couldn't help but shiver a little, looking up at Will with shimmering eyes as he was toyed with.
Will shifted himself further up Jeff's legs, knees now on either side of his underling's waist as he drew in to kiss him again. Running his smooth skin against that of Jeff's, he let his fingertip drift gently over his left nipple, getting another shiver out of the boy, who clung now to Will's uniform, eagerly leaning upwards into the embrace. Will reached down with his other hand and began fumbling with the white belt looped around Jeff's waist, managing to get it unbuckled and out of the way so he could freely undo the black jump pants. Jeff offered absolutely no resistance, relaxing once more under the stroking of his chest, letting his lips give way to Will's tongue which was slowly snaking its way into his lover's mouth.
Jeff gave a dreamy sigh. They had been doing this for about a year now, ever since they were together. Jeff's parents were high-ranking Team Rocket members, and they gave him his very own TR membership for the training academy and a well-trained Vulpix last year for his fourteenth birthday. Jeff wasn't too enthused; he had heard all the dreadful things that the organization did, and he didn't exactly agree with it. It was bad enough knowing that his parents were participating, but the idea of being a part of it himself was almost unbearable. Not wanting to make his parents mad, however, he went along with it. From the very first day, the other boys in class were always making fun of him and mocking him for his childish attitude. At lunch time, they got him in a corner, and were heckling him. It was about to turn violent when one of the senior students arrived. It just so happened that this boy was the top of his class, and his reputation was well-known throughout the school for his ruthlessness... Jeff had even heard of him, and this was his first day!
The new arrival told the group to back off, and they quickly complied, knowing full well what would happen if they didn't listen. Jeff had been quite afraid, even more afraid than he was from the group of bullies, of this dread-Trainer. But as the group dissipated and Jeff could see what this ruthless student looked like, he was shocked. The well-kept black hair adorning this boy's crown matched with his dark blue eyes, a mischievous look always on his face. With one hand in the pocket of his TR-issue pants, he had walked up to Jeff confidently, knowing exactly what he wanted, and that he would get it.
Will could remember being helpless but to stand, leaning back against the corner, staring up at the older Rocket-in-training who had just saved him from several bruises and a lot of pain. His face flushed deep red for a reason that he couldn't determine, and he felt his world melt around him as the palm of the taller lad cupped his jawbone. He looked down at bewildered Jeff and said in a calm, cool voice. "Hi... my name is Will. What's yours?"
Jeff had a hard time making the words come out above a whisper. "I-... I'm Jeffrey..."
Will smiled pleasantly. "Jeffrey? What a nice name. Mind if I call you Jeff?" Spellbound, Jeff shook his head slowly from side to side, never taking his eyes off his gentle benefactor. "Tell you what, Jeff. After classes today, you can come to my house. I've got something there I want to show you. Would you like that...?"
Jeff could remember his eyelids were feeling heavy, and for some reason, he felt irresistibly compelled to nod in affirmation. There was something about the way this third-year student looked and spoke that grabbed at something inside of Jeff, but he wasn't quite sure what. "Good..." Will spoke again. "I think we're going to get along well together, Jeff..." And with that, he let his hand drift away from the younger boy's cheek, and walked off. Jeff stood there, slump against the wall, still staring at a slight upward angle at the place where Will's face had been, for a good five minutes after he had actually left. To his surprise, no one descended upon him to make fun of him, especially now since he was vulnerable.
Nor did they ever again. Everyone heard about how the terrible William hung out with the new kid, so picking on said kid would certainly be a death sentence.
After classes on that same day, Jeff met Will and one of his friends near the front gates of the academy. The three of them walked casually down the road to Will's house, where he and Jeff went their separate way from the unknowing third wheel. This was the first of many times that Jeff would be going over to Will's house, but he was too entranced with the older boy beside him to notice exactly how huge William's house was. More like a mansion, it rose three stories high and was very well-maintained.
The only other part of that evening that Jeff could remember was being in Will's room, dimly lit by the beams of sunlight spearing through the blinds onto the plush carpet. They sat on Will's bed for a few moments, talking, when Jeff suddenly felt the other trainer's warm lips against his cheek. His heart had skipped a beat, and he blushed about as red as he could get. He never even considered drawing back, however, and just looked at Will, his eyes wide as he studied the face of this oddly entrancing person. Jeff just smiled at him, stroking his cheek like he had earlier that day, and said, "You're cute, you know that...?" With that, he gently pulled the younger boy into a passionate embrace, and the world around Jeff melted into a blur of pleasure for the next several hours.
All the things that Jeff did to him that day felt completely and utterly natural. He had always considered himself a straight boy, although the question never arose. But feeling Will's lips against his own, and his hands straying down his warm flesh to undo his pants, he knew, somehow, it was right, and he was rewarded with the happiest moment of his life.
Since no one ever picked on Jeff ever again, his academy training was remarkably easy-going and pleasant. The intense training, coupled with the almost daily embarkment to Will's house, made those months possibly the best he ever had.
Then, early last month, Will came to him with a surprise. He had been assigned to field duty, and was given permission to bring a younger student with him, as a sort of apprenticeship. Much to Jeff's joy, Will had selected him, and they were on the road the next morning.
Although this wasn't the first time they would have pleasured each other in the wilderness, it still felt new and exciting to Jeff. The feel of the cool grass against his now-naked rear, his bare back laid against the rough tree bark, and Will's lips pressed against his own all combined to add to the pleasure of the moment. After a few moments, Will pulled back from the kiss, smiling happily at Jeff. "My boy's shivering..." It was true, even though it wasn't from the cool night air against his entirely naked frame... he was simply quivering from Will's presence.
Will, of course, knew this, and gave a chuckle. "I told you this would make you feel better..." he reached down and placed the palm of his hand over Jeff's half-erect member, pubic hair having only recently begun growing around his crotch. Jeff sucked in a shaky breath, arching his back a little as pleasure, still as intense as that first time so many months ago, as Will began to rub his hand back and forth.
Jeff felt his body reacting to the gentle stimulation, his flesh hardening against Will's hand as he shivered even more from the incredible feelings rushing up and down his spine. His hands gripped at tufts of grass, and he let out a little gasp as he suddenly felt his superior's mouth against his left nipple, sucking and licking at the nub of flesh diligently. Will's left hand simultaneously wrapped around Jeff's erection and began jerking at it softly. Unable to help himself, Jeff uttered a weak little moan, his right hand coming up to caress worshipfully at Will's cheek, urging him onward with little bucks of his hips.
Will chuckled as he felt Jeff's eagerness pump up and down in his hand, gripping a little tighter as his hand went upward along the shaft, only to relax once more as it slid down to the fuzzy base. Jeff began panting in heat, the shockwaves of pleasure beginning to be quite a bit too much for him. Will could again sense this, and pulled his mouth away from Jeff's sensitive nipple, licking at his lips a little. "Mmnnh... I'm glad my boy is enjoying himself so much... but I bet there's something else he'd like even more, hmm?" He shifted his knees back a little, and lowered himself onto his right elbow, bringing his face within a few inches of Jeff's cock, which was pulsing slightly and leaking precum onto his lover's hand. Smiling, Will pulled his hand off to lick at the clear, warm substance, giving off a pleased sound, almost a purr.
Jeff was looking down at him through half-closed eyes, biting on his lower lip as he fought to restrain himself from grabbing Will's head and spearing his cock into his maw. Oddly enough, despite how badly he had wanted to at times, he had never even come close to attempting this, not quite sure what the consequences would be.
Will got another violent shiver out of the boy as he began to exhale heavily onto his warm crotch, bringing his gaping mouth closer and closer to the hardened piece of meat. After what seemed like hours to Jeff, Will finally plunged the head of the submissive boy's cock into his mouth, closing his lips tightly over the phallus and suckling firmly. His tongue stroked back and forth over Jeff's incredibly sensitive glans, each little movement getting a groan or moan of pleasure out of the lad. Will wrapped his right hand around the lower portion of the moderately large member, stroking and squeezing at an increasingly rapid pace.
Again unable to help himself, Jeff gripped the back of Will's head gently, by no means forcing him down, but trying to clutch himself in any way to this wonderful sensation of pleasure emanating from his genitals. His legs shifted this way and that beneath Will, his hips bobbing up and down slightly in tune with the rapid stroking. He could hear a muffled giggle coming from Will's throat as he took more and more of the rod into his mouth, his hand giving way to his lips. He brought his left hand forward, letting the finger tips rub teasingly against Jeff's ballsac before cupping it in his palm, fingers firmly rubbing at the area between the base of the scrotum and his rear entrance. This got yet another gasp of pure ecstasy from Jeff, who bucked his hips upward powerfully, unintentionally ramming his rod almost all the way into Will's mouth. He heard no protest, however, and Will just took his right hand away and began bobbing his head up and down. His slimy tongue traced a line all along the underside of the twitching dick, going all the way up to the head before quickly slipping back down to near the base.
Jeff's moans became high-pitched and squeaky, which they both knew signaled his impending release. Will began milking the lust-driven boy for all he was worth, sucking at the rod as hard as he could and guzzling down the sweet precum as it dribbled out. His right hand caressed at Jeff's left inner thigh, while his left hand tugged and groped as quickly, but as lightly, as possible at his sensitive balls.
Suddenly, Jeff snapped. As always happened when he got this close to an orgasm, he recalled every single instance that he ever came in his life, and all of those happened to included Will. It was like one's life flashing before one's eyes, but it combined to give him more and more pleasure with every snapshot that he got, and considering he orgasmed at least 4 days out of the week, and usually twice each day, for almost a year, it built and built and built, until finally, his hot, stringy cream shot out into Will's mouth. Since each climax added to the near countless archives he had locked somewhere in his brain, every time he came again was more pleasurable than the next. Jeff was unable to help himself as he gave a desperate, almost girly moan, which could have been clearly heard within quite a distance as he seeded his lover's mouth.
Will stopped his movements, contenting himself to stall halfway down Jeff's throbbing loveprobe, milking him of his delicious ejaculate, pulling off when the flow eventually stopped. Smiling up at him, he shifted back upwards, leaning forward and kissing the afterglow-y lad on the lips. Jeff blushed deeply, somewhat enjoying the taste of his own semen, which was heavy on Will's tongue. Will pulled away after a moment, then sat next to Jeff, leaning back against the tree. The younger boy instinctively flopped his head onto Will's shoulder, panting slightly still. Will gave a slight smirk and looped his arm around the boy's waist, hugging him warmly as he affectionately nuzzled his cheek atop Jeff's head. "Told you it would make you feel better..." he whispered soothingly, reaching off to his left and unstrapping the backpack he had stashed close by, tugging out a warm, fleecy blanket and draping it over Jeff's naked form. The smaller boy merely nodded wearily and drifted off to sleep.
It had often been this way; Will pleasuring Jeff until the latter couldn't move any more, and letting him fall asleep in his arms. Sure, will didn't get much physical pleasure this way, but he enjoyed causing this adorable "cherub" so much happiness... not to mention how great it tasted every time he came in his mouth! Planting a gentle kiss into the boy's hair, he looked upward at the night sky, illuminated by the gibbous moon and millions of tiny stars. He began to wander in thought as he drifted off to sleep.
The boy is a lot tougher than he looked... We'll have to go all out on him next time if we hope to get a hold of that Eevee of his... Thinking of which, I wonder if my Raichu will be okay... Dumb bitch, intoxicating my beautiful pet like that...
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Surprised? I know I am. You won't believe how many times I had to delete "paws" for hands and "fur" for hair XD I'm not used to writing human-on-human stuff, oddly enough... Either way...
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Enjoy Chapter 8!
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The pair of shadowy figures leapt down the thirty-foot crag of rock, leaving the outline of the gibbous moon. They landed gracefully in the clearing, and the features of the two intruders could be seen clearly. The boy with short, dark hair stood almost a full head taller than the one with the longer locks. They straightened their knees in well-rehearsed synchronization, going back-to-back yet again, with their faces tuned slightly.
The taller one spoke up. "To rule the world with determination!"
On queue, the blonde-haired teenager piped in, "To subvert all peoples in our great nation!"
"To enforce the ideals of strength and love!"
"To extend our wings, and soar high above!"
The first one pulled out a PokéBall out of seemingly nowhere, and pressed the activation button in the centre. "William!"
The second mirrored this perfectly, until the PokéBall was expanded, upon which he turned around and latched his arms around the waist of the one named William. "Waiii! Will, you're so cool!"
Will looked down at the awe-struck lad, with a face mixed between anger and embarrassment. "S-stop fawning over me and say the motto!!"
The smaller boy gave a noise that sounded almost like a squeak, and recomposed himself as best as he can. "I'm Jeff!" He held his expanded PokéBall out at arm's length towards the bewildered Chu.
Will threw his PokéBall high in the air, letting it be silhouetted by the moonlight. "Team Rocket blasts off at the speed of light!"
Jeff tossed his own up in the air to meet with Will's on the way down. "Surrender now, or prepare to fight!"
The two PokéBalls touched off the ground at the same time, and a brilliant white light lit up the clearing they were all in. Two beams of light leapt out of their spherical cages, and formed into two separate Pokémon within and instant. Out of Will's PokéBall, a Raichu; out of Jeff's, a Vulpix.
"Rairai!"
"Vul!" They both simultaneously struck a pose.
Chu was absolutely dumbfounded. Not only did he not know where these people came from, why they were attacking him, and why at least one was obviously "playing for the other team", the fact that these boys and their Pokémon had apparently practiced this routine diligently made the whole thing rather comical. He just stood and stared for a few moments... before Chenelle woke up.
"Huaaaa... what th' hell's goin' on...?" She rubbed at one of her eyes sleepily as she sat up in her sleeping back. She blinked incoherently, taking a few moments to register what was going on, then slipping on her green t-shirt (she had been wearing a tank top in her sleep). "Chu... who th' hell're these guys...? Friends of yours?" She apparently hadn't seen the blood-red "R"s emblazoned on the front of their black uniforms.
Chu looked back at her and shrugged. "I have no... sweet... clue..."
Will look startled. "Wh-what?! You mean you haven't heard of the mighty Team Rocket before??"
Chu shook his head. "Nope. Well, I've heard of a Team Missile before... are you guys some sorta cheap imitation."
Both Jeff and Will faceplanted into the ground from the jab at their pride. Jeff shook his fist from his prone position. "Cheap imitation?!?! Don't you ever call Will that!!"
The older William stood and dusted himself off, a retraining grin on his face. "Heh... don't worry, my little Jeffery... after all, we can't expect ignorant backwoods hicks like these to know the true glory that is Team Rocket."
Suddenly, Chenelle was very much awake. "Chu, these two are from the Team Rocket! I recognize the uniforms from a PokéNews article they did on them. They're Pokémon thieves!"
"Pokémon what?!" Chu looked back at Chenelle, to make sure he heard it right, then back at the two assailants, now much more alert. "Dammit, I've already lost Eevee once, and I'm not gonna lose her again!"
Will put on a mock pout. "Oh really...? That's too bad, because you see..."
Jeff cut in, a large grin cutting into his innocent features. "...That's exactly what we came for!"
Will nodded in agreement. "You see, that Eevee is far too beautiful and... well... versatile to be left in the hands of some nobody like you."
"But it'd be perfect with us!" Jeff clapped his hands happily, apparently quite excited at this opportunity.
Chu plucked the rose that was thrust into his forehead minutes before and tossed it to the ground. Stepping on it, he walked over to his sleeping back and reached down, pulling out his bandana from the bundle of fabric that was his pants. He straightened back up tying it tightly around his forehead, his face oddly grim. "...You're gonna have to fight me for her, then."
Chenelle blinked. In the short while she had known him, this was the first time she had seen him like this. It was different than his usual antics, and he wasn't exactly set with determination when he had lost Eevee... he was more... panicky. She could feel her face heating up, as for some reason she was... a little more than intrigued at this hidden side of Chu.
Jeff and Will laughed boisterously. "You think you can defeat my Raichu with that little ball of fur?!" Will asked jokingly.
"And my beee-you-tee-full Vulpix will set that ugly caterpillar of yours on fire!" Jeff gave a rather sadistic giggle.
Chenelle stood, the sleeping bag falling from around her legs to reveal her blue boxers, a PokéBall already in her hand. Chu cocked her arm back to throw it, but Chu held out his hand. "I'll handle this, Chenelle... two on two, fair and square..."
Chenelle gaped. "But Chu... these two look pretty experienced... plus that's a fully-evolved Pokémon there!" She pointed at Raichu, whose cheeks were sparking sporadically. "Your Eevee may be fine, but the blondie is right... you're at a type disadvantage."
Chu shook his head. "I don't care. I'm going to fight off these scumbags, and I'm going to do it fairly.
Will cackled. "Fairly?! My little boy, there's nothing fair about this situation. But I guess if you want to satisfy some sort of self-righteous set of morals, then sure... two on two it is."
"Weedle! Eevee! You ready?!" Chu looked down at his two Pokémon, who were still just as dumbfounded as he was a few minutes ago. Eevee snapped out of it quickly, though, and gave Chu a confident squeak, and the Weedle followed suit somewhat less enthusiastically.
Chu heard Jeff's small voice cut in. "Ready or not..."
"Here we come! Raichu, Thunder Wave!" Will ordered the large electric rodent forward, and it let loose a powerful burst of bright, yellow electricity. The energy ripped through the air towards Eevee and Weedle, but the two weren't as unawares as they had seemed. Leaping apart, they managed to dodge out of the way of the paralyzing attack, and land on all fours (or twelves, in Weedle's case).
"Alright, you wanna play dirty?!" Chu snarled. "We'll play dirty! Eevee, use Sand Attack! Weedle, String Shot!" Chu pointed at the Vulpix. Taking a moment to react, Eevee took up a pawful of dirt and launched it towards the foxlike Pokémon. It wasn't exactly sand, but it was good enough. The Fire-type was fast enough to step out of the way, however...
...And right into the trajectory of Weedle's String Shot. The force of the silky substance was enough to knock the Vulpix onto its back, the sticky web clinging to its fur and pinning it to the ground.
"Vulpix!!" Jeff cried out in dismay. He looked like he was about to cry. "Y-you meanie!"
Will blinked, a little surprised how well the two seemingly inexperienced Pokémon fought together. "Not bad, for a newbie. Alright Raichu, use Double Team!" Not a second after the command came out of its trainer's mouth, the Raichu grinned wickedly. Suddenly, the image of the large yellow rat was split into two, and they both charged at Weedle.
Chu's gut tightened. He knew there wasn't much for the Bug-type to do but take the hit. "Weedle, defend yourself, Eevee, use Tackle!" Weedle didn't need another word to curl up into a ball, quivering a little in anticipation of the pain that was coming. The Raichu connected with the curled-up Bug, sending it flying several feet through the air, coming to a skidding stop a few meters away. As soon as the attack was landed, the false image of the Raichu dissipated, leaving it wide open as it recovered its footing from its attack. Eevee came in from the side, slamming her head against the powerful thigh of the Electric-type, catching it off-balance and sending it flying to the ground.
"Now, Eevee! Use Tail Wag!" Chu was going for a long shot here. While Tail Wag would normally throw off an enemy's attack for a few seconds, the last time she did it, Weedle was almost completely knocked out. Eevee pounced on the prone Raichu and stood on its chest, sticking her bushy tail in his face and wriggling it back and forth.
All four limbs of the Raichu went rigid, before flopping down on either side of it. It worked! Chu rejoiced inwardly. Just like before! He grinned. "Good work, Eevee! Now, finish it off with a.... uh..." He stopped mid-order, as he, and everyone else watching, noticed something red and rounded protrude from between the Raichu's legs, merely a few inches below Eevee's muzzle. It took a few moments, but everyone who didn't already know soon realized that the Raichu was quite male, and actually enjoying falling victim to Eevee's Tail Wag.
"My Raichu!!" Will was aghast. "What's that perverted Eevee of yours doing?!"
Chu blushed deeply. He remembered the effect that her scent had on him a few days ago... he could only imagine how that poor Raichu was feeling, having her fuzzy, musky rear waving back and forth in front of his face. Eevee herself had stopped Tail Wagging, and was now staring entrancedly at the growing Chuhood, apparently forgetting about the battle altogether.
The group was spared an awkward moment, however, when a searing blast of flame connected with the side of Eevee's body, sending her flying off of the enamoured Raichu's chest and onto the grass a few feet away, her side fur singed from the ray of fire. An angry Vulpix, who had torn its way out of the sticky bindings, stood a few feet on the opposite side of Raichu. "That's right, my loverly Vulpix!" Jeff hopped up and down, cheering on his Pokémon with great enthusiasm. "Beat up that Eevee so we can add her to our lovely team!" The Vulpix leapt over the semi-conscious form of Raichu, running headlong at Eevee, giving her barely enough time to stagger to her feet before slamming into her with its shoulder, sending her flying back another several feet.
"Eevee!" Chu watched helplessly as the red fox advanced once more upon the prone Eevee. She was pretty beaten up, and didn't look like she could take much more. Regardless, Eevee got to her feet after some effort, spitting out bits of grass and dirt from her mouth. "Way to go Eevee! Let's try that Tail Wag again!" She nodded once, and ran at the Vulpix, who stood its ground. At the last second, Eevee veered to the right, surprising the Fire-type somewhat, and let her bushy tail waft in front of its face. Eevee halted, waving her tail back and forth in the same way she did to Raichu, and Weedle earlier that day.
The Vulpix just blinked for a moment. "C'mon Vulpix, give it a Flamethrower!" It responded with a coherency that the Raichu certainly lacked, and sent a billowing cone of fire from its mouth, blasting full-force into Eevee's rear and propelling her across the ground, her face dragging painfully through the grass. She remained motionless on the cool ground.
"Eevee!!" Chu hollered. That was an incredibly painful-looking attack, and it seemed that some serious damage could have been dealt. "Return!" He held out his PokéBall and pointed it at Eevee, but the Vulpix leapt between Chu and his Pokémon. "Hey!" Chu looked over at Will and Jeff. "Call off your Vulpix! Can't you see Eevee is hurt?!"
They both laughed. "Yes, and she looks so beautiful in defeat, don't you think?" Jeff batted his eyelashes, giggling once more.
Will chuckled. "You're not very attentive are you? We said we're here for your Eevee, and that's what we'll take."
Jeff nodded matter-of-factly. "That's right! So... Vulpix, finish it off with another Flamethrower!"
Chu's eyes widened. This last attack would definitely cause permanent harm to his Eevee, considering she was in no position to defend herself from the attack. "NO! Leave her alone!!!" He screamed out, beginning to run at the fire-fox, whose mouth was wide open and glowing, readying its final attack.
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, Chu saw something sparkle in the moonlight, and then an elongated figure, like an arrow, shoot out of the darkness and connect with Vulpix's chest. The needle atop Weedle's head inserted itself into the flesh of the Fire Pokémon, injecting the potent venom into the creature's bloodstream. It gave a pained yowl, and shook the Bug off, staggering a few steps to the side before falling, abruptly, onto the ground.
Everyone just gaped at the bug, who was panting and in pretty bad shape himself. The first sound to come out of any of them was Jeff's cry of utter fury and dismay. "VULPIX!!!! My beautiful Vulpix!!! What have you done?!"
Will called back Raichu, who was still twitching and daydreaming on the ground, into his PokéBall. He looked at Jeff. "Call her back, my pet. We have to get her healed up right away." The blond-haired lad nodded and sniffled, his eyes welled up with tears as he too returned his Pokémon. Will turned to look at Chu. "Not bad. I must say, I'm at least somewhat impressed. It seems you have a knack for having your Pokémon work together. However, next time we won't underestimate you, and don't expect us to hold anything back!"
He leapt back up onto the rock, a feat seemingly impossible considering it was as tall as the trees, and off into the darkness. Jeff sobbed and stuck his tongue out at Chu, before following his elder.
Chu just blinked, not sure what to be more amazed at... the fact that he beat two Team Rocket members by himself, or how determined Weedle was to save an Eevee he only knew since this afternoon.
Eevee! He was snapped back into reality, and he looked at her limp form. "Oh God... we've got to get her to a Pokémon Centre!" He picked up the PokéBalls designated for her and Weedle and returned them both, retracting them and clipping them to his belt. He hurriedly began packing up his sleeping back and stuffing it into his backpack. "Chenelle, c'mon, we're getting to Pewter tonight!"
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Jeff and Will had settled in a small clearing not too far from where they just battled. Jeff, who was sitting under a tree, had recovered from his near fit of crying, and was cradling Vulpix in his arms, an empty green spray bottle next to him, labeled with a skull and crossbones crossed out. "Why'd that meanie hafta go and do this to poor Vulpix...? Her beautiful fur all mucked up..." He picked a strand of Weedle's string out of her fur and tossed it to the ground in disgust.
Will, who was leaning against the same tree, gently laid his gloved hand on the boy's head and stroked back his long golden locks soothingly. "It's alright, my darling boy..." he cooed reassuringly. "We'll get them next time..." he trailed off, lost in thought. He was intrigued by how that Trainer seemed to know how to use the Eevee's sexuality against Raichu, and what sort of effect it would have on him.
Jeffery sniffed, and looked up, teary-eyed at Will. "B-... but Will... we've never lost before..." He looked like he was going to cry again, but Will kneeled down and brought his face close to that of his partner's, smiling warmly.
"Don't think of it as a lost, sweetums. We were testing them out."
This seemed to make Jeff feel a lot better, and he gave a shaky smile, rubbing away the tears that were forming in his eyes. "...Testing...?"
Will nodded, wiping away the dampness from Jeff's cheeks with his thumb. "That's right... like a predator stalks and studies its prey before it moves in for the kill..."
Jeff gasped and flung his arms about Will's chest. "Oh Will! You're so poetic!!" The boy rubbed his cheek worshipfully against Will's shoulder, in a completely different mood than he had just been in.
Will chuckled and pulled back a little, cupping Jeff's right jawbone in his left hand, tilting his head upward. "That's the happy little boy I wanna see..." Leaning forward, he kissed him passionately on the lips. Flush flooded Jeff's cheeks, and he relaxed back against the tree, his soft leather gloves pawing at his superior's chest. "Here..." Will said as he pulled away. Taking off his gloves slowly, he grinned warmly. "I know what'll make my treasure feel all better." Shifting his hand down Jeff's waist, he untucked the black shirt that was standard issue in Team Rocket and snaked his finger along the boy's bare belly. Jeff couldn't help but shiver a little, looking up at Will with shimmering eyes as he was toyed with.
Will shifted himself further up Jeff's legs, knees now on either side of his underling's waist as he drew in to kiss him again. Running his smooth skin against that of Jeff's, he let his fingertip drift gently over his left nipple, getting another shiver out of the boy, who clung now to Will's uniform, eagerly leaning upwards into the embrace. Will reached down with his other hand and began fumbling with the white belt looped around Jeff's waist, managing to get it unbuckled and out of the way so he could freely undo the black jump pants. Jeff offered absolutely no resistance, relaxing once more under the stroking of his chest, letting his lips give way to Will's tongue which was slowly snaking its way into his lover's mouth.
Jeff gave a dreamy sigh. They had been doing this for about a year now, ever since they were together. Jeff's parents were high-ranking Team Rocket members, and they gave him his very own TR membership for the training academy and a well-trained Vulpix last year for his fourteenth birthday. Jeff wasn't too enthused; he had heard all the dreadful things that the organization did, and he didn't exactly agree with it. It was bad enough knowing that his parents were participating, but the idea of being a part of it himself was almost unbearable. Not wanting to make his parents mad, however, he went along with it. From the very first day, the other boys in class were always making fun of him and mocking him for his childish attitude. At lunch time, they got him in a corner, and were heckling him. It was about to turn violent when one of the senior students arrived. It just so happened that this boy was the top of his class, and his reputation was well-known throughout the school for his ruthlessness... Jeff had even heard of him, and this was his first day!
The new arrival told the group to back off, and they quickly complied, knowing full well what would happen if they didn't listen. Jeff had been quite afraid, even more afraid than he was from the group of bullies, of this dread-Trainer. But as the group dissipated and Jeff could see what this ruthless student looked like, he was shocked. The well-kept black hair adorning this boy's crown matched with his dark blue eyes, a mischievous look always on his face. With one hand in the pocket of his TR-issue pants, he had walked up to Jeff confidently, knowing exactly what he wanted, and that he would get it.
Will could remember being helpless but to stand, leaning back against the corner, staring up at the older Rocket-in-training who had just saved him from several bruises and a lot of pain. His face flushed deep red for a reason that he couldn't determine, and he felt his world melt around him as the palm of the taller lad cupped his jawbone. He looked down at bewildered Jeff and said in a calm, cool voice. "Hi... my name is Will. What's yours?"
Jeff had a hard time making the words come out above a whisper. "I-... I'm Jeffrey..."
Will smiled pleasantly. "Jeffrey? What a nice name. Mind if I call you Jeff?" Spellbound, Jeff shook his head slowly from side to side, never taking his eyes off his gentle benefactor. "Tell you what, Jeff. After classes today, you can come to my house. I've got something there I want to show you. Would you like that...?"
Jeff could remember his eyelids were feeling heavy, and for some reason, he felt irresistibly compelled to nod in affirmation. There was something about the way this third-year student looked and spoke that grabbed at something inside of Jeff, but he wasn't quite sure what. "Good..." Will spoke again. "I think we're going to get along well together, Jeff..." And with that, he let his hand drift away from the younger boy's cheek, and walked off. Jeff stood there, slump against the wall, still staring at a slight upward angle at the place where Will's face had been, for a good five minutes after he had actually left. To his surprise, no one descended upon him to make fun of him, especially now since he was vulnerable.
Nor did they ever again. Everyone heard about how the terrible William hung out with the new kid, so picking on said kid would certainly be a death sentence.
After classes on that same day, Jeff met Will and one of his friends near the front gates of the academy. The three of them walked casually down the road to Will's house, where he and Jeff went their separate way from the unknowing third wheel. This was the first of many times that Jeff would be going over to Will's house, but he was too entranced with the older boy beside him to notice exactly how huge William's house was. More like a mansion, it rose three stories high and was very well-maintained.
The only other part of that evening that Jeff could remember was being in Will's room, dimly lit by the beams of sunlight spearing through the blinds onto the plush carpet. They sat on Will's bed for a few moments, talking, when Jeff suddenly felt the other trainer's warm lips against his cheek. His heart had skipped a beat, and he blushed about as red as he could get. He never even considered drawing back, however, and just looked at Will, his eyes wide as he studied the face of this oddly entrancing person. Jeff just smiled at him, stroking his cheek like he had earlier that day, and said, "You're cute, you know that...?" With that, he gently pulled the younger boy into a passionate embrace, and the world around Jeff melted into a blur of pleasure for the next several hours.
All the things that Jeff did to him that day felt completely and utterly natural. He had always considered himself a straight boy, although the question never arose. But feeling Will's lips against his own, and his hands straying down his warm flesh to undo his pants, he knew, somehow, it was right, and he was rewarded with the happiest moment of his life.
Since no one ever picked on Jeff ever again, his academy training was remarkably easy-going and pleasant. The intense training, coupled with the almost daily embarkment to Will's house, made those months possibly the best he ever had.
Then, early last month, Will came to him with a surprise. He had been assigned to field duty, and was given permission to bring a younger student with him, as a sort of apprenticeship. Much to Jeff's joy, Will had selected him, and they were on the road the next morning.
Although this wasn't the first time they would have pleasured each other in the wilderness, it still felt new and exciting to Jeff. The feel of the cool grass against his now-naked rear, his bare back laid against the rough tree bark, and Will's lips pressed against his own all combined to add to the pleasure of the moment. After a few moments, Will pulled back from the kiss, smiling happily at Jeff. "My boy's shivering..." It was true, even though it wasn't from the cool night air against his entirely naked frame... he was simply quivering from Will's presence.
Will, of course, knew this, and gave a chuckle. "I told you this would make you feel better..." he reached down and placed the palm of his hand over Jeff's half-erect member, pubic hair having only recently begun growing around his crotch. Jeff sucked in a shaky breath, arching his back a little as pleasure, still as intense as that first time so many months ago, as Will began to rub his hand back and forth.
Jeff felt his body reacting to the gentle stimulation, his flesh hardening against Will's hand as he shivered even more from the incredible feelings rushing up and down his spine. His hands gripped at tufts of grass, and he let out a little gasp as he suddenly felt his superior's mouth against his left nipple, sucking and licking at the nub of flesh diligently. Will's left hand simultaneously wrapped around Jeff's erection and began jerking at it softly. Unable to help himself, Jeff uttered a weak little moan, his right hand coming up to caress worshipfully at Will's cheek, urging him onward with little bucks of his hips.
Will chuckled as he felt Jeff's eagerness pump up and down in his hand, gripping a little tighter as his hand went upward along the shaft, only to relax once more as it slid down to the fuzzy base. Jeff began panting in heat, the shockwaves of pleasure beginning to be quite a bit too much for him. Will could again sense this, and pulled his mouth away from Jeff's sensitive nipple, licking at his lips a little. "Mmnnh... I'm glad my boy is enjoying himself so much... but I bet there's something else he'd like even more, hmm?" He shifted his knees back a little, and lowered himself onto his right elbow, bringing his face within a few inches of Jeff's cock, which was pulsing slightly and leaking precum onto his lover's hand. Smiling, Will pulled his hand off to lick at the clear, warm substance, giving off a pleased sound, almost a purr.
Jeff was looking down at him through half-closed eyes, biting on his lower lip as he fought to restrain himself from grabbing Will's head and spearing his cock into his maw. Oddly enough, despite how badly he had wanted to at times, he had never even come close to attempting this, not quite sure what the consequences would be.
Will got another violent shiver out of the boy as he began to exhale heavily onto his warm crotch, bringing his gaping mouth closer and closer to the hardened piece of meat. After what seemed like hours to Jeff, Will finally plunged the head of the submissive boy's cock into his mouth, closing his lips tightly over the phallus and suckling firmly. His tongue stroked back and forth over Jeff's incredibly sensitive glans, each little movement getting a groan or moan of pleasure out of the lad. Will wrapped his right hand around the lower portion of the moderately large member, stroking and squeezing at an increasingly rapid pace.
Again unable to help himself, Jeff gripped the back of Will's head gently, by no means forcing him down, but trying to clutch himself in any way to this wonderful sensation of pleasure emanating from his genitals. His legs shifted this way and that beneath Will, his hips bobbing up and down slightly in tune with the rapid stroking. He could hear a muffled giggle coming from Will's throat as he took more and more of the rod into his mouth, his hand giving way to his lips. He brought his left hand forward, letting the finger tips rub teasingly against Jeff's ballsac before cupping it in his palm, fingers firmly rubbing at the area between the base of the scrotum and his rear entrance. This got yet another gasp of pure ecstasy from Jeff, who bucked his hips upward powerfully, unintentionally ramming his rod almost all the way into Will's mouth. He heard no protest, however, and Will just took his right hand away and began bobbing his head up and down. His slimy tongue traced a line all along the underside of the twitching dick, going all the way up to the head before quickly slipping back down to near the base.
Jeff's moans became high-pitched and squeaky, which they both knew signaled his impending release. Will began milking the lust-driven boy for all he was worth, sucking at the rod as hard as he could and guzzling down the sweet precum as it dribbled out. His right hand caressed at Jeff's left inner thigh, while his left hand tugged and groped as quickly, but as lightly, as possible at his sensitive balls.
Suddenly, Jeff snapped. As always happened when he got this close to an orgasm, he recalled every single instance that he ever came in his life, and all of those happened to included Will. It was like one's life flashing before one's eyes, but it combined to give him more and more pleasure with every snapshot that he got, and considering he orgasmed at least 4 days out of the week, and usually twice each day, for almost a year, it built and built and built, until finally, his hot, stringy cream shot out into Will's mouth. Since each climax added to the near countless archives he had locked somewhere in his brain, every time he came again was more pleasurable than the next. Jeff was unable to help himself as he gave a desperate, almost girly moan, which could have been clearly heard within quite a distance as he seeded his lover's mouth.
Will stopped his movements, contenting himself to stall halfway down Jeff's throbbing loveprobe, milking him of his delicious ejaculate, pulling off when the flow eventually stopped. Smiling up at him, he shifted back upwards, leaning forward and kissing the afterglow-y lad on the lips. Jeff blushed deeply, somewhat enjoying the taste of his own semen, which was heavy on Will's tongue. Will pulled away after a moment, then sat next to Jeff, leaning back against the tree. The younger boy instinctively flopped his head onto Will's shoulder, panting slightly still. Will gave a slight smirk and looped his arm around the boy's waist, hugging him warmly as he affectionately nuzzled his cheek atop Jeff's head. "Told you it would make you feel better..." he whispered soothingly, reaching off to his left and unstrapping the backpack he had stashed close by, tugging out a warm, fleecy blanket and draping it over Jeff's naked form. The smaller boy merely nodded wearily and drifted off to sleep.
It had often been this way; Will pleasuring Jeff until the latter couldn't move any more, and letting him fall asleep in his arms. Sure, will didn't get much physical pleasure this way, but he enjoyed causing this adorable "cherub" so much happiness... not to mention how great it tasted every time he came in his mouth! Planting a gentle kiss into the boy's hair, he looked upward at the night sky, illuminated by the gibbous moon and millions of tiny stars. He began to wander in thought as he drifted off to sleep.
The boy is a lot tougher than he looked... We'll have to go all out on him next time if we hope to get a hold of that Eevee of his... Thinking of which, I wonder if my Raichu will be okay... Dumb bitch, intoxicating my beautiful pet like that...
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Surprised? I know I am. You won't believe how many times I had to delete "paws" for hands and "fur" for hair XD I'm not used to writing human-on-human stuff, oddly enough... Either way...
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