P&H Inc. | By : Keltiel Category: Pokemon > General Views: 9898 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Chapter Tags - Anal, Anthro, HJ, M/M, OC, Solo
Tanner stared at the Golduck before him; a lump stuck in his throat. 'So that's why they asked about my favorite Pokemon...' He thought back to when the receptionist, Elizabeth, had said that Golduck was a handsome Pokemon, and felt a shiver run down his spine. How did he miss so many obvious signs about what the company actually was? Was he just that desperate for a job? 'Well, obviously I am, considering where I am right now.'
Golduck approached him slowly and slid onto the bed beside him, stroking his freckled cheek with a webbed hand in some attempt to calm him down. "Gol~" he cooed, gently scraping his slightly supple beak against Tanner's neck before nibbling on his ear affectionately.
Tanner was stock-still as the Pokemon touched him but gasped audibly as he felt his ear being played with. He felt a pang of self-disgust as his cock stiffened near instantly at the attention. 'It's not because he's a Pokemon,' Tanner reasoned, 'it's just because you're new to this kind of thing, that's all.' He tightly gripped Golduck's flipper that rested on the bed beside him, surprised at how smooth the slightly damp skin was.
"Duck-duck," he reassured, his webbed hand trailing down Tanner's neck to his shirt. His pearly white claws popped the first button with ease as he gently slid his hand down Tanner's chest. He sliced through the threads that held the buttons as he went, all without the young man's knowledge until Tanner felt a slight chill air against his chest from the open shirt. Golduck ran his palm back up Tanner's stomach and chest achingly slowly, finally stopping to carefully pinch a nipple.
Tanner shivered as he felt his shirt open, and a moment of confusion hit him as he wondered how the Pokemon had managed to open it before he jerked. "Oh!" He cried out, shocked as Golduck worried the little bud of flesh between his claws. "Ah." He sucked in a breath between his teeth, his free hand gripping the mattress. He could feel Golduck starting to lick and nibble at his neck; definitely experienced in pleasing his human lovers.
Golduck murmured quietly against his neck as he let go of his nipple and continued his quest downward, brushing over a pale and freckled chest before reaching his navel, and then a slim trail of hair leading lower. He nipped at Tanner's jaw line as he slid his webbed hand over the bulge in the front of his pants, giving it a heavy pet with his open palm.
Tanner found himself lying back on the bed and heard a pitiful mewl escape his throat. He hadn't even known he could make such a noise. He panted heavily as Golduck rubbed him through his pants but finally reached down with both hands to shove his pants down his hips. He needed more contact, the rasp of his khakis was just slightly too rough to be enjoyable.
"Gold~" Golduck nearly purred as he watched the young man strip himself of his pants and boxers in one motion. He slid the webbing between his fore and middle fingers against Tanner's hot cock as he gripped it, only giving it a stroke or two before Tanner let out a guttural moan.
Tanner's muscles seized up as he came, pleasure flooding over him as hot, sticky cum spurted onto his stomach, and rolled over Golduck's knuckles. He panted heavily as he finally stopped shuddering, letting out a weak moan as Golduck let go of his penis to wipe up the mess from his abdomen.
Golduck leaned down beside him, and slowly maneuvered him into a spooning position, nipping at his shoulders fondly. Tanner shivered as he felt Golduck brush his cum-covered hand against his pucker, and squeezed his eyes shut. 'Fuck, so this is how it's going to happen.' He let out a choked breath and tried to force his tensed muscles to relax.
He sucked in a deep breath as he felt a slick, pointed tip prod against him. Golduck lifted his top leg up by the thigh, holding it perpendicular to Tanner's body to give the cameras a good view of the action. The spade-shaped head of Golduck's pink member gave an audible 'pop' as it slipped it, and Tanner let out a surprised cry. It didn't hurt per se, but dear Arceus was it shocking. Tanner's cock throbbed hard at the feeling of the warm, stiff organ inside of him.
Golduck panted along with him, eyes shut against the feeling of Tanner's tight, virgin entrance. He paused for a long moment before he finally started to move, inching his long, slightly curved cock deeper into the young man.
Tanner moaned as Golduck pushed deeper, feeling the organ getting thicker the further down it went. He whimpered as he finally felt Golduck's silky skin against him. "Ah, fuck... you're so deep," he groaned and reached down to give his own cock a squeeze. He was so hard it nearly hurt, and every time he shifted his hips against Golduck's, he felt an intense jolt shoot straight up his spine that made his balls tighten.
Golduck pulled out slowly until just the head was left inside before he started thrusting, only burying himself halfway before pulling back to the head to repeat, leaving Tanner mewling for more. Tanner jerked himself in time with the thrusts, eyes closed and mouth open as he lost himself in the pleasure of the moment. He let out a pathetic whimper, though, when Golduck grabbed his hand away.
Tanner looked to Golduck pleadingly but felt a shiver down his spine at the intense look the Pokemon was giving him. He didn't want Tanner to come from anything but him, and he was going to make sure of it. Golduck drove his hips forward forcefully, embedding himself to his hips and making Tanner cry out loudly, squeezing tight around the base of the Pokemon's cock.
Golduck kept up a brutal pace, only pulling out halfway before thrusting into the hilt, panting heavily in time with his motions. Tanner nearly sobbed at the intensity of it; every thrust sent a flood of pleasure straight to his groin, which throbbed painfully with the need to be touched. "Fuck! Please, Golduck! Please, oh fuck," he rambled, punctuating his words with gasps and cries of pleasure.
"Agh!" Tanner seized up, his muscles clenching as he came so hard it hit himself on the chin. Waves of pleasure flooded him as Golduck continued to pound away before finally thrusting as far as he could and holding it, his thick cock pulsing as he came deep inside of him. The Pokemon's claws dug into Tanner's thigh hard enough to break the skin, but he could barely feel it from the cloud of euphoria he was floating on.
Golduck panted heavily, and slowly pulled out of him, looking pleased when a small amount of cum leaked from the young man after the head popped out. His cock gave one last small spurt before slowly shrinking to hide away in its sheath. He stood after a long moment, and walked off the set, leaving Tanner lying there in a haze.
Tanner was snapped from his reverie as he heard footsteps approaching him and suddenly felt extremely self-conscious. 'Oh, Arceus, did that really just happen?' His face flushed hotly as he pulled the blanket up over his nudity. He had just lost his virginity to a Pokemon in front of he-didn't-know-how-many people, and they had taped it for other people to jerk off to. "I feel kind of sick," he groaned, hunching over as nausea flooded over him.
"It's okay, it's okay, Tanner." Alice was next to him, setting a trash can in front of him and seemingly checking his pulse. "Can you breathe okay? Your throat doesn't feel tight or itchy does it?" She asked, concern clear in her voice.
"No, no, it's just my stomach," Tanner managed to utter before heaving into the trash, his whole body shuttering as he emptied his stomach. He could feel Alice rubbing his back tenderly like a mother would a sick child as he heaved until there was nothing left. He was left shivering with an aching diaphragm, his ripped open shirt tinged with vomit.
"You're okay, Tanner. Everything's fine," Alice reassured him soothingly and helped pull his ruined shirt off from him, using it to gently wipe his mouth before tossing it in the trash as well. "We'll get your leg all patched up, you can take a nice hot shower, and we'll get you a new shirt."
Tanner nodded weakly, and let one of the crew members disinfect and bandage his thigh up before Alice helped him get his pants back on. He felt incredibly like a child at the moment, but his mind was lost in a sea of doubt and confusion. He felt like he had enjoyed it too much; like he should have felt far more disgust during the actual act than he had. Did he actually like Pokemon sexually? 'No, no, it was just because I'd never done it before. I'm sure it would've been the same way if I'd been with a person,' he attempted to convince himself as he was handed off to someone else.
Mark looked at Tanner with pity as he set a hand on his back and led him downstairs to the showers. He seemed distant, and out of it, maybe Kathy had been wrong about him being able to do their kind of work. "Tanner, we're at the showers... do ya need help gettin' undressed?" He asked awkwardly as the blond stood there. He waited a long moment and looked around unsurely before he helped the young man out of his shoes, socks, and pants.
Tanner at least went through the motions, lifting his feet when Mark prompted him to, but he otherwise stood there, staring past the wall in front of his face. 'I am a disgusting human being.' He vaguely felt the shower turn on, slowly soaking his hair and dripping into his face. The thought of his friends finding out and leaving him or hating him forever popped into his mind. It made his heart hurt just to think it might happen; they were the only people who had supported him after he had come out; he couldn't lose them. 'Oh, Arceus, what have I done?' He crumpled to his knees under the shower's spray and a ragged sob escaped his lips.
"Whoa! Hey, Tanner." Mark took a seat beside him, the shower quickly soaking his clothing. "Shhh, shh, shh. Hey, it's alright, you're all right. What're ya cryin' for?" He gathered the younger man up in his arms and held him close, speaking into his wet hair. "C'mon, there's nothin' to cry about," Mark soothed, coddling him.
Tanner wept in Mark's arms, body shaking uncontrollably for a few solid minutes before he finally quieted down, his shoulders slowly rising and falling with his breaths. He hiccuped into Mark's shoulder and tucked his head into the man's neck in grief and embarrassment.
"Y'know, when I first started workin' here, I felt pretty bad about it too." Mark rubbed Tanner's back comfortingly and stared out towards the door to discourage anyone from coming in. "I guess it's a little different 'cause I'd already known I like Pokemon, but, I felt so guilty about actually goin' through with it." He sighed and frowned to himself. "But y'know what? After a while, I ended up feelin' way better about myself. Here I was, around a bunch of people who I could call friends and wouldn't judge me for it. And now that's where you are, too."
Tanner sniffled and leaned against the man for a while before finally pulling away, giving Mark a weak smile. "Thanks... I guess I just need a little time to get over it," he mumbled. He let Mark stand and get out of the water before he stood to finish washing. He still felt pretty crappy, but Mark's words had helped, at least enough to get him back on his feet.
When he had finally finished his shower, Mark was waiting out in the locker room with a fresh shirt and the rest of his clothes, wearing some new, drier, clothes himself. "Thanks, Mark," Tanner mumbled and took his clothes to a private spot to redress, tossing his towel down the laundry chute.
"Sure thing. You, uh, want somethin' to eat?" Mark gestured outside of the locker room, a hard attempt at a reassuring smile on his face.
"No, I... I think I'm just going to head home for the day." He sighed and tied up his shoes before heading out, avoiding Mark's gaze in embarrassment.
The bike ride home was a literal pain in the ass for Tanner, the banana seat pressing into his sore rump, an uncomfortable physical reminder of how much shame he felt emotionally. The hours it took to make it home was a grueling experience, just barely worth the pleasure that had caused it. When he finally got to his apartment building, he froze at the sight of his landlord standing outside of his door. The old man spotted him and narrowed his eyes as Tanner slowly walked his bike to the door.
"Cole," his landlord croaked with the harsh vocals of a longtime smoker, "I see you already got my notice." He looked at Tanner and his bike distastefully. "I want you and your shit out of here by next week."
"Mr. Hammry please," he pled tiredly, "I can get you most of the money I owe you by then, just please don't kick me out." He was already sore, and in a poor mood, he really didn't need to have this conversation right now.
"Oh, you can, can you?" Mr. Hammry seemed to smile appreciatively. "Then you can pay me back, and then have your shit out of here by the end of the week. I'm tired of you dodging your rent, and I'm not putting up with it anymore." He started coughing and waved Tanner's objections off as he left the building.
Tanner groaned as he unlocked the apartment door and carried his bike in. It was a pathetically small excuse for a domicile. He parked his bike beside the little table near his door that was stacked with all of his overdue bills before he flopped down on his mattress on the floor.
He was starving, but far too exhausted and sore to do anything about it at the moment, besides, he needed to start looking for a new apartment. He pulled his laptop onto his stomach and started his search. He didn't need to look for the cheapest place anymore, but he certainly needed one that was closer to P&H's studio; those long bike rides would be hell otherwise.
He spent a few hours searching apartments and sending out application emails before finally rolling over for bed. It had been an incredibly stressful day, and he hoped that a little sleep would help soothe him.
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