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Brandon\'s Birthday	By : Braindead Category: Pokemon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11135 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Brandon's Birthday
- 1
"Guys," The Swampert addressed the group of five other Pokemon in the living room. "We really need to try extra hard this week to be there for Brandon."

"Why do you say that, Pert?" spoke the gathering's Dragonite, Rago.

"The kid's putting on a brave face, but I just passed by his bedroom. He's not asleep; he's crying."

"Wait, what?" piped up the Typhlosion, "Why? It isn't about his parents being away, is it? I mean, that's nothing new after all."

"Maybe that's the problem, Ty," interjected number four, an Ursaring, "When's the last time his parents were home for more than a month at a time?"

"Well, can you really blame them?" countered Ty, "We know they'd be here if business didn't keep them away."

"But that's exactly it, Ty," argued Pert, "The kid may as well have been raising himself for the past four years. Now they're going to miss his birthday? I wouldn't be happy, either.

The fifth Pokemon, a Blaziken, then came up with, "Then what should we do? His fourteenth is in a week. Maybe we could plan something real big for this one. Something special."

"Just what I was thinking, Zike," snickered the group's Zangoose, "And I know exactly how we'll do it. Remember what Rago caught Seth doing that one time?" Nobody said a word. "Rago, you didn't tell anybody else that the kid is a total slut for Pokemon?"

Everybody looked to the Dragonite, who shrugged. "It wasn't my secret to give away," he stated flatly.

"Ah, you sly bastard!" joked Zan the Zangoose, "I bet you just wanted to keep him all to yourself, didn't you?"

"No!" recoiled Rago shyly, cheeks becoming rosy. "Well, I mean, I would want to, but I've never actually tried to... you know." He was clearly becoming nervous.

The Zangoose advanced towards him, mischievously smirked and inquired, "Would you like to?"

The following day was a Sunday, only six days before the birthday of the aforementioned Brandon. Contrary to how he was described the previous night, he had a cheerful, bouncy attitude when he came downstairs for lunch, and his Pokemon were already gatherer around the table eating. "Hey, guys! What's for lunch?" the boy asked heartily, taking a seat for himself.

"Actually, before that, we wanted to talk about your fourteenth birthday," informed the Ursaring.

Brandon's face didn't fall. "Oh, ha, there's no need for that! Just because my parents-" The boy's voice momentarily caught, and his happy facade fleetingly faltered, "Just because my parents won't be here doesn't mean you all have to bother yourselves!"

"Well, bud, we respectfully disagree," joked Ty while lightly nudging the boy, "so unless you've got some elaborate scheme to stop us, it's happening."

"Now, here's what we were thinking," Sarin the Ursaring began to explain, "Your birthday is six days from now not counting today. Coincidentally, there are six of us. So, our plan is to split the days between ourselves. Starting today, each of us is going to do something... special..." Zan was finding laughter hard to resist while hearing this, "And the actual day of your fourteenth is when the real big celebration will be. Until then, each one of us has our own little surprise for you." The ursine Pokemon leaned in, "Sound good?"

"Well, I guess so!" agreed Seth, "How can I say no?"

"Great!" concurred Zan, who then pointed to Rago. "The big guy there gets you later today when he's ready. Until then-" the 'goose cut himself off as he passed the boy a plate of pizza, "Bon appe-freakin'-tite, kid!"

Rago stood outside the boy's bedroom door around 9PM smirking outwardly and chuckling inwardly; he didn't need the door ope to know what Brandon was doing, as he could simply smell it. Rather than barge in and catch him in the act, however, he opted to knock instead and prolong the charade a little bit more. "Hang on a second!" cried Seth from the door's other side, and the Dragon's sharp ears picked up a laptop being hastily closed and clothes sliding over skin. As he patiently waited, he thought to all of his hard work that afternoon and was in great anticipation to find out whether it shall have been for something.

Despite his most recent activity, Brandon put on a normal face as he opened up his door. "Yeah? Oh, Rago! What's up, big guy?"

Rago smiled warmly. "Come on outside. There's something I want to show you," he told the boy, gesturing for him to follow.

The kid did so, being sure to close the door behind himself, and traced the dragon's steps into the backyard. He looked around, but found nothing that was either interesting or had not previously been there. Trying to avoid seeming ungrateful or impatient, as he was neither, he gently inquired, "Uh... where is it?"

"It isn't here," informed Rago, "It's a small way off. You know, I've known you since you were born, and yet you've never ridden me."

Brandon looked away, slightly embarrassed and seeing if he could try to cover the reasoning behind that. "Well, it- it doesn't really seem like something you just, well, ask for. I mean-"

"Shh," the dragon interrupted gently, bending over and crouching down with his paws behind his back. "Then don't ask. Just climb on!" With great apprehension, the boy lept upwards and tried to land a foot on a paw. He succeeded the second time, and the Rago used that to boost the boy up to where Brandon could hand on by the shoulders while the 'mon supported him by the thighs. In simpler terms, they were in a piggy-back position.

Rago glances back at his new rider and asked, "Ready?"

"I guess so," mumbled Brandon as he started to grip his friends sides with his knees. Rago let loose a mighty roar and flapped his small but strong wings and ascended like a small rocket. The two gripped each other as tightly as was possible until the gentle giant leveled himself out, allowing Brandon to simply lie down flat. "Ah man..." he moaned.

"Ha!" snickered Rago, "Please, that was just a normal takeoff. Believe me, I can do much more than that. Want to see?"

"No!" Brandon cried instantly, "Actually, I..." He started to grip Rago very tightly. "I-I'm actually rather-" He softly whimpered. "-acrophobic."

Hearing this, the Dragonite felt as if he had just been hit by a Smack Down attack; Brandon was the last person he expected to fear heights, and the only way to give the boy his gift in the fashion he intended was to fly Brandon to it. Fortunately, the flight was a mere minute-and-a-half long, and Rago managed to make it through without choking to death. He descended into a woodsy area where a small clearing had been very recently made.

"Tell me it's over," mumbled the boy after sliding down his friend's back, falling down on his face, and getting back up with great difficulty due to dizziness. Rago had to assist him towards the location of his surprise: inside of a small, but cozy looking hut comprised of wood from fallen trees and leaves.

"Yeah, it's over," confirmed the dragon as the two passed the entryway of the little structure. Brandon tried walking around a little on his own, but his land-legs hadn't quite entirely returned. So, he fell flat on his back into a previously prepared leaf pile that Rago had planned for another purpose; and while he didn't quite plan for it to happen like this (or this easily), it seemed his best chance had come.

The dragon conveniently plopped on top of his human friend, knowing that the leaves would be a sufficient cushion to prevent all injury. The two briefly chuckled once Brandon had gotten over the shock. "So," the kid brought up while still beneath the Dragonite, "This place is my present, then?"

Rago shook his head. "No," he told Brandon while a paw that had started at the human's chest gradually slid southbound. "This is just where I'm going to give it to you. Or, rather, where I'll take it from you and relieve you of it," he hinted ominously with his paw resting on the boy's groin area. Beneath Brandon's pants, the 'mon could both feel and smell a stirring.

Brandon was becoming nervous and was almost sure his untimely arousal was not at all lost on his larger friend. "Wh-what is it, then?" the boy stammered, now making attempts to crawl out from beneath the beast and preserve a little bit of decency.

Rago would have none of that. His free forepaw pinned Brandon right back down to Earth, eliminating the possibility of escape. As he hooked a claw through the miniscule hole in the zipper of Brandon's shorts, he leaned downwards and whispered into the kid's ear, "Your virginity." Brandon caught the unmistakable sound of a zipper moving downwards, and he gasped; he didn't really know what to think or what to do.

"My- you-" he stammered, starting to lightly sweat. "N-no! You're a P-Pokemon and I'm- well, I'm not!"

The Dragonite sat up a little and smirked. "Come on now," he taunted, sliding the shorts down his human's legs, "We both know that doesn't dissuade you. In fact," he continued, Brandon's bulging underwear now all that kept his private parts private, "We also both know that the idea very much arouses you."

Brandon couldn't look him in the eye anymore, so he let his head roll to the side. "I'm sorry. I can't help it," he mumbled quite softly, feeling sincerely ashamed of himself. Rago's response was to gently nuzzle his human partner, beginning beneath the chin and working up to the exposed cheek.

"That's good," comforted the beast, "I don't want you to. Right now-" Brandon suddenly felt something firmly grip his boyhood beneath his briefs. "-I want you just to lay here and make yourself comfortable-" That something let go and slipped the boy's undergarments right off. "-while I get you ready for your first dragon fucking." Rago rolled off from atop the boy and settles down beside him, one paw snuggling him close and the other creeping downwards and gently rubbing Brandon's rear.

"R-Rago, I-I don't know. What if we're found out?"

"Who would tell?" inquired the dragon, a digit lightly tracing the rim of Brandon's ass. "I'm not going to, so we can't be found out if you don't say anything, can we?"

Brandon looked Rago straight in the eye with a mildly pained expression as the 'mon's claw slipped up his tailpipe. "I don't want to have to lie to the other Pokemon."

Rago comforted his human with several gentle laps from his wide, smooth, and wet tongue as the claw steadily worked its way in further. "You don't have to. You don't think I'm the only one in on the plan behind your surprise, do you?" he chuckled, the claw now in as far as Rago's paw could let it go.

The fact of his darkest secret being known by Rago had previously scared Brandon. The possibility of still more knowing not only that but the actions he and Rago were engaged in now frightened him greatly. He quietly whimpered, and it wasn't due to the dragon digit up his tailpipe, which in fact was quite steadily growing accustomed to being filled. "Who else knows?" Brandon cried.

The dragon decided his human as ready for a second claw, so he glided it in. "All of us are, of course. And you know what? They want a piece of you, too."

"All of them?" Brandon asked incredulously.

Rago nodded. The digits up Brandon's ass had both sunk in as far as was possible, so they began to move subtly at first and soon much more noticeably in the effort to prepare the boy for a different sort of intrusion up there. "How do you feel?"questioned Rago with some concern after some time.

Brandon was all but relaxed at that point, and, though the fact made his cheeks rosy, he found that he rather enjoyed being played with by his friend. "I feel... pretty good," he confessed. This earned more tender nuzzles from the Dragonite, who subsequently pulled Brandon still closer ad picked up his work down south.

"Do you think you're ready, Brandon?" Rago inquired, pausing briefly.

Am I? Brandon wondered, I mean, at this point, I may still be able to walk away guitlessly, but if we go any further, I can lose that option. Am I ready for something like this? Neither of us would ever be able to simply forget it, after all. Will I go this far for a fantasy? "Yes," he decided, "I think I'm ready." I hope I don't regret this.

"Then roll over for me," the dragon requested, withdrawing his claws from his friend's anus. Though the position ended up making Brandon blush from great embarrassment, he got comfortable on his hands and knees, luckily having the leaves to act as a bit of a cushion, and flashed his butt at Rago, who licked his own lips at the sight. The 'mon wished he could simply shove in his mating organ and rut the boy like his personal bitch, but they both knew the boy could not possibly be ready for that... yet. Rago got down on his own knees and took a strong, firm grip of Brandon's hips. "Get ready for dragon cock, kid!" he exclaimed just before beginning the steady glide-in.

"Oh!" cried Brandon at the very beginning of the insertion, but that turned into a soft moan as many inches more were fed into him. Brandon felt not simply dick being given to him but himself being pulled towards it, and all of it was a new and unique sensation to him. At points during the insertion, he would think that little more remained to be fed into him only to find that plenty still remained to give him a good stretching; Rago was rather well endowed. Despite this, however, the two's lower regions did end up pressing into each other, meaning that every last bit of cock was swallowed up by the boy's anus, and Brandon was quite impressed. "Wow..." he commented, "You're... well..."

"Thank you," chuckled Rago, patting the boy's side a few time in a sort of condescending praise. "You're ass is nice and snug, too." This compliment made Brandon look down and blush in slight embarrassment. "Now, relax and enjoy your first Pokemon fuck," declared the dragon as he finally commenced movement.

Brandon found himself moaning almost involuntarily after very few thrusts. He couldn't quite help it; though Rago was trying to be gentle with the boy, he not only was rather large in dick size, but was naturally strong and powerful, so gentle for him is moderate for the typical human. Though the act was not at all forced, the Dragonite's unyielding grip on Brandon's body and the boy's lack of good position to resist meant that this mating was not to be interrupted under any circumstances in Brandon's mind, a thought that only aroused him all the more.

Brandon's verbalization of pleasure was music to the ears of Rago just as the touch of the boy's walls made him feel like his very core was being massaged. In turn, he grunted with his human every time the entirety of the mating organ was snuggles briefly by the surrounding anal passage. They kept tightening and relaxing insubject to Brandon's will, a sensation Rago couldn't quite get enough of. "How's that?" he teased, still thrusting. "How do you like Pokemon cock up your ass?" He knew the answer, but he also wanted to hear a bit of dirty talk.

"Ah! I can't believe... how good this feels!" Brandon called out between moans.

"You like dragon dick, then?" Rago taunted, escalating speed and power.

"I love it!" the boy exclaimed, finding that he liked being talked down to. "More, Rago!" he cried, "Take me! Rut me like your needy bitch, because that's what I am!" Rago and even Brandon was surprised by every last inhibition seeming t have gone on vacation. The dominant dragon wasn't about to complain, though; if this boy wanted to be rammed and pounded into the ground, this mon' would only be too happy to fulfill that wish.

Leaning forward, he plopped his entire great weight onto the boy, who's arms had no hope of supporting them both, so Brandon crumpled and became trapped between the dragon and the leafy cushion. However, Brandon kept his read lifted high in the air so that Rago could continue screwing him, and screw him he did. Almost going primal, the dragon's focus became breeding his bitch boy into submission before stuffing him with cum. Pinned beneath the beast, Brandon could (and luckily wanted to) do no more than be the pleasure hole of this lust-filled Pokemon.

"Unh! Oh, fuck me, Rago!" screamed the boy as he got screwed senseless. Not only was a desire for wild sex being satisfied, but it was a particularly erotic idea that it was not even a human cock that pounded at his insides, but that of a big and powerful Dragonite male. Brandon tried to keep his legs spread nice and widely for his sex partner to have all the room he wanted for the fucking.

Rago believed he had struck gold with this bitch by beneath himself, taking all he had to offer. They kept on fucking like animals for a long time yet. Brandon would and did cry out and moan with each deep, powerful, and rapid thrust of the sizable tool within him, and Rago likewise grunted and roared often from feral exhuberation. Only one thing could bring this sex machine to a halt. "Get ready, kid..." the dragon growled, "For a heaping of Dragonite cum!"

Merely the thought almost mad the eager boy shoot all over the leaves. "Oh, yes!" he cried in great excitement, "Breed your bitch! Fill my butt with all your Pokemon seed, Rago!"

That was good enough for this 'nite. His final thrust was also his strongest, and on completing it he kept it in there and ensured that each last millimeter of length was shoved inside by both continuing to push in and pulling Brandon towards himself. He maintained this as great ropes of warm, sticky dragon spunk were injected into and swallowed up by the kid's needy hole. "Oh, wow!" the boy exclaimed as he began to get filled, but that was only the beginning. By the time Rago was done, Brandon's ass was beyond full and leaking copious amounts once Rago had gone soft and popped out.

"Man," Brandon managed to cough out between very heavy pants, "That was..." He tried to stand up. "Was..." His eyes became droopy. Rago foresaw what was coming and lunged forward to keep his human from hitting the dirt face-first when he fainted. Fortunately, Rago managed to catch him in his paws. He carried Brandon outside, gave his cheek a gentle lick, and took off.

The flight home was far easier than the previous one.

Do you want to see more sexing? You can, and you will! Give me a review in which you tell me which Pokemon you would like to see Brandon fuck/get fucked by next along with any other details you want to see! Happy fapping, and remember to clean your keyboards. ;)
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