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I Don\'t Want To Be Lonely Anymore	By : CaptainParisStarr Category: Pokemon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3511 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Ash sighed contently and stretched out on the bed for a long moment before slowly opening his eyes, only to find a familiar green pair gazing back at him.
"Cilan?" He gasped, scooting backwards while clutching at the covers to make sure he was decently covered. Glancing around he saw that they were alone; Mason had already left to start his day.
"You lied to me yesterday, didn't you? When Mason upset you it was because he wanted, well... this from you, wasn't it?"
"Cilan, please try to understand. Yes, he propositioned me, but he didn't force me. Mason was just lonely; hungry for a little company, if you know what I mean. That's all. Yes, he made the first move but this was still my choice. I could have said no and walked away but I... I wanted to. There hasn't been anyone since Gary and while at first his propositioning did upset me, it also woke my desire." Ash glanced away from Cilan, biting his lip.
"Do you regret sleeping with him?" Cilan's expression had softened as Ash spoke and when the teen slowly lifted his head he saw understanding shining in Cilan's eyes.
"No I don't. I'm sore in ways I never was with Gary because Mason liked things that Gary had refused to try. But no, I don't regret it. Actually, I'm glad I did get to try them... only..."
"Only what, Ash?" A slight frown graced Cilan's mouth as he studied his friend intently.
Ash sighed and bit his lip again, worrying at it for a long moment before taking a deep breath and blurting; "Is it normal to pass out during sex?"
Cilan's eyes widened with undisguised worry and shock. "No, Ash, that's not normal at all. What happened?"
"Even while wearing a ball-gag?" Though the words were whispered, Cilan had no trouble hearing them.
"A what...? I uh... yeah then maybe its normal? I don't really know; I have no interest in bondage. Were you tied up as well?" Ash nodded and Cilan sighed a light blush painting his cheeks pink. "This is what you were referring to earlier, wasn't it?"
"Yes." Ash bit his lip and Cilan knew that he wasn't going to add anything else.
"How long were you out for?" Cilan reached out a hand as though to lay it on Ash's shoulder, but withdrew it when he remembered that Ash was naked beneath the sheets that covered his lap and chest, and Cilan's gaze traced down Ash's body as he dropped his gaze, lingering for a second over Ash's lap.
"Not long; only a few seconds I think. Mason wasn't very specific." Ash shrugged, trying to be nonchalant about it; only his eyes betrayed his worry.
“How about you? It sounded like Iris was enjoying it at any rate.” Ash smoothly changed the subject to show that he didn't want to answer any more questions just then about his sex-life.
Sighing, Cilan stood up and tossed Ash his clothing. “Get dressed; Iris saved you some breakfast but it'll get cold if we keep talking.”
“Cilan? You did score with Iris, right?” When Cilan shook his head, Ash's frown deepened. “But that scream...?”
“She let me go down on her, but that's all she let me do. Ash... Iris told me last night that she wants to slow things down; that she wasn't quite ready for what we did that night at the Pokemon Center.”
“Oh...” Ash was shocked; he'd thought that things were going very well between his friends, but evidently that was not the case. “So you didn't...?” Ash trailed off, blushing hard.
“I did; she tried to get me off with her hands, but I had to finish myself off. Don't tell her that I told you any of this though, okay?” With an awkward smile, Cilan left and Ash threw on his clothes before heading downstairs to eat. Seeing no one, he gobbled down everything that was on the plate left for him, surprising even himself with exactly how hungry he truly was; good sex worked up an appetite. He'd have to remember that this time.
Once he was done eating he placed his plate in the sink, turning when he heard the sound of the back door opening. “You're finally up. Good.” Mason closed the screen behind him but left the door itself open.
“Yes. Do you mind if I borrow your shower?” Ash ignored the looks Mason was giving him as he asked; as wonderful as the night before had been, Ash had no intention of bedding Mason a second time.
“No, I don't mind. Do you regret last night, Ash?” As Ash slowly shook his head, Mason relaxed. “Good; neither do I. Though if I could redo it, I'd have used something other than the ball-gag to keep you quiet. It was your first time using one, wasn't it?”
Ash nodded, then he added; “It was my first time being tied up as well. My ex had had a bad bondage experience with his previous lover and therefore didn't wish to tie me up as she had done to him.”
“His previous lover was a woman?” Ash nodded. “Interesting...”
“I don't want to talk about this with you; what Maya did is none of your concern.” Ash's eyes flashed dangerously, and Mason actually backed up a step before catching himself.
“No, it is my business; it's just unusual for people to switch genders like that so it caught my interest, that's all; I meant no offence.” Swallowing hard, he stepped closer to Ash again. “I'm sorry, Ash, for saying or doing anything to hurt you; and that includes making you pass out last night.” His eyes, as he looked into Ash's, were gentle and sincere.
“You have nothing to apologize for; I'm the one who should be saying sorry. Maya was a black cloud hanging over Gary's head the entire time I was with him, tainting my relationship with him.” Ash explained with a small sigh. “Other than that, it's personal, what she did to him, and it's really not my story to tell.”
Pulling Ash against him, Mason held the smaller teen close to him for a long moment, then he let Ash go as he pulled away. “I have to go; I farm quinoa and I need to get back out there. Quinoa doesn't like waterlogged soil and that storm left me with quite a bit of work to do as two of my trenches to channel out excess water were damaged by Pokemon last week and haven't been fully repaired yet.” Then Mason laughed. “Of course, your friends Excadrill is making quick work of the blockades. Go have your shower then come join us in the fields. I don't expect that I'll need your help; I just want to show you around a bit. Okay?”
“Okay, sounds like a plan.” As Mason headed back outside after refilling the canteens he had brought in with him with fresh water, Ash grabbed his bag from where he'd left it next to the couch, then headed back upstairs to the master bath. Unlike the downstairs bathroom which only had an enclosed shower, this one had a bathtub large enough to fit two people as well as a large shower with multiple shower heads and no curtain. A separate, tiled floor held several drains and extended just beyond the reach of the spray from any of the shower heads.
Ash immediately stripped down and turned the faucet to hot. Within moments deliciously hot water and steam surrounded him as he let the water wash away the sweat and cum still lingering on his skin and making him feel sticky.
As he soaped himself up and shampooed his hair, one hand trailed downward to cup his growing erection. His eyes flickered shut and he pictured himself, his hands tied above his head while an auburn eyed youth with dark green eyed kissed his way south before taking Ash into his mouth. Imagining the soft feel of Gary's hair running through his fingers, Ash's pace increased until he had to lean back against the slippery wall just to keep his balance.
Pausing briefly to catch his breath, Ash rubbed his aching tip, smearing the precum that was beading at the tip despite the soap lubing his hand, and threw back his head, panting loudly. His free hand slid down further to cup his balls, massaging gently as he continued stroking himself until he came, spraying cum everywhere in thick, ropy streams.
Only then did he rinse himself of both soap and cum, before reluctantly turning the water off. Stepping out of the shower, he shivered and reached for the largest towel he could find, laughing softly when it reached from his shoulders all the way down to his ankles.
Towelling his hair dry with a second towel, Ash gazed at his reflection in the misty mirror as he fought the urge to cry. Why had he given in to the urge to fantasize about Gary? It was better when he didn't think about him at all... and yet he couldn't help it. Every moment of every day he thought about his lost lover, wondering where he was, what he was doing, and, most importantly, wondering if he'd found someone new.
Ash sighed and wiped his cheeks dry with the towel before drying off his body and quickly getting dressed in the cleanest clothes his bag would produce. Then he repacked his bag and slung it over his shoulder before trudging downstairs once more.

“-And this is the barn where I keep my Ponyta and Rapidash.” Mason finished and turned to look at the youth beside him. “Pretty impressive set up, huh?”
“Yes. I've never seen a quinoa field before; just wheat, barley and alfalfa. Pallet town is mostly farming, but besides the orchards those are the main crops we produce.” Ash had surprised Mason when he'd first gone into the fields with his knowledge of farming; though his mother did not own any land herself he'd often helped out on the neighbouring farms when an extra set of hands was needed to pick apples or pack crates. And the local school taught all of the town's children the basics of farming, and he could also drive a tractor, though it had been years since he had. The last time he'd needed to had been before he'd met Pikachu.
“The land around here is too barren for much of anything to grow besides deep-rooted trees and hardy grains like quinoa that thrive when planted in low-nutrient soil. I tried to grow wheat, but it died before sprouting; not enough water I suppose. Still, quinoa sells and that's the important thing, right?”
By then they'd wandered away from the barn, back towards the trenches Excadrill was still working on fixing, along the edge of a ravine. Three stories below them ran a small river which the trenches fed into. There were no river banks besides the walls of the ravine, and several signs warned people to stay away.
“Did you build the ravine as well?” Ash asked, pausing to look down at the river running almost hypnotically below them.
Laughing, Mason shook his head. “It was here when I inherited the farm from a great-uncle I barely knew when I was sixteen. He'd let the whole thing go fallow and run wild and it took me three years to get it fixed up to where I could plant anything, a wasted year where I tried to grow wheat and then another year before I had a crop I could sell. In the two years since then I've been trying to climb out of debt; and though I've been succeeding better than I'd predicted I'm still nowhere close to breaking even. Of course, I have hired help that does most of the work; you've seen several of them tending the fields. I mostly act as overseer, though I only deal directly with my foreman; he does all the direct supervising as well as hiring and firing of farm hands. I spend my days alone, and I like it; I have a good-sized library and I love reading when I'm not riding Sunfire, my personal Rapidash.” Mason broke off frowning, then suddenly shouted; “Hey, get down from there! It's not safe!”
Ash followed Mason's gaze to a tree hanging over the edge of the ravine at such an extreme angle, Ash wondered how the roots were holding on at all. Nestled in the branches was a sandy-haired youth a year or two younger than Ash was, a teal camera clutched in his hand pointed towards a brightly colored Chatot perched in a tree across the ravine.
As he turned towards them, Ash felt his heart leap into his throat as two things happened; he recognized the youth and the tree's roots began giving way, dropping him down an inch or two before stopping again. But even Ash could see that it was only moments away from finally letting go altogether.
Running now, Ash grabbed one of his Pokeballs without thought and tossed it close to the tree, just as the roots finally gave way. “Snivy, Vine Whip!”
For a long moment, time seemed to stand still as the boy looked straight at Ash, mouthing two words he could not hear over the rush of blood pounding in his ears, yet still understood as 'help me'.
Then he fell, even as Snivy's vines whipped towards him, but he was out of sight before the vines caught him. Grabbing Snivy, Ash pulled back on her, as the boy's weight threatened to pull her down into the ravine as well. Had Mason not caught up a second later and helped Ash pull, they might not have been able to save the boy's life.
When the first hand appeared over the cliff wall, Ash left Snivy to grab it, leaning over the edge to reach for the other one. Grasping both hands tightly he pulled with all his might as the boy struggled to find footholds as his feet slid over the cliff wall, seeming to find a good place only to slip again. Then, with one final heave, Ash felt Snivy let go as Ash fell backwards, Trip landing across his chest.
“Trip...” Ash swallowed hard, expecting the brunet to push him away, like Ash saving his life was no big deal, and turn up his nose at him like he always did. Tensing, he was preparing himself to scoot back as Trip stood, when the unexpected happened.
Trip threw his arms around Ash and, resting his head against Ash's shoulder, began crying; the sobs shaking his slim frame. Neither noticed that Ash had landed in a puddle of muddy water, or heard Mason's cries for help as Ash's arms lifted up and wrapped firmly around Trip's shoulders, holding him tightly to his chest.
“Ash... t-thank you... I thought I was going to die...” Trip choked out as his sobbing eased.
“Why did you climb into that tree; you must have seen how dangerous it was, hanging over the edge like that...” Ash trailed off as Trip lifted his head, his eyes red rimmed and puffy from crying as he met Ash's.
“I thought I was light enough that it would hold and... and it was the perfect vantage point...” Trip broke off and then, to Ash's surprised, threw down his camera, which he had managed to hold onto thanks to the wrist strap, not even wincing as mud splattered across the screen.
“Trip!” Ash grabbed his wrist to keep him from slamming his fist down on top of the teal frame. “Don't do that! You'll regret it forever if you destroy your camera; it's a part of you.” Ash lifted his free hand to cup Trip's cheek, and his fingers left a smear of mud behind.
“I hate it! If I hadn't had that urge to photograph Chatot then... then I wouldn't have...” Trip broke off, the tension easing from his body as he collapsed against Ash once more.
Suddenly, warm blankets were draped over both their shoulders and Ash looked up into Mason's bright blue eyes. “Get him back to the house and cleaned up. You need another shower yourself so you can use the tub my bathroom.” Ash nodded and pulled away from Trip long enough to stand, after picking up the abandoned camera. He knew that Trip would want it again once the shock of what had happened wore off, and Ash just hoped that it would still work once the mud was washed off.
Then he reached down and extended a hand towards Trip, helping him to his feet before taking his hand to lead him back to the house, not even bothering to recall Snivy as he left. She was hot on his heels, though, and when they passed the trench where Excadrill was working, Pikachu joined them, but for once Ash didn't notice as the yellow mouse climbed up onto his head, nor did he hear Iris's shocked question as she saw that he was holding hands with his rival.
“Pikachu, wait in the kitchen. You two, Snivy.” His voice was gentle as he spoke, barely feeling it as Pikachu jumped down once more as he led Trip inside and up the stairs; not until they were in the bathroom did he fully realize that he was about to share a bath with his rival.
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