Bui Date Night!
Story by Semiparenthesis on SoFurry
With someone now in the know, Aiden and Jacob are getting bolder with their fun. And with their relationship. Some more male/male human x buizel pokephilia stuff!
After two months I realised I misspelled Aiden in the previous chapter :/
I beg.
Trashy horror flicks were some of the groups favourite.
Barricade one of Carter’s entertainment rooms, or for extra horror his cabin in the woods, and put on a set of them to watch.
Carter even had a working VCR for when they wanted to go real old school.
With the lights properly dimmed, the weather properly cloudy, and the blankets, soft drinks, and salty snacks all prepared, they nestled in to enjoy some bloody good fun.
Among the seats, couches, beanbag chairs, and cushions, everyone had a place to sit, even if they were a bit squashed in.
Sharing and bonding was the point, according to Carter and Dina backed him up. It meant they were squished together on the armchair while Jess and Dan were basically sprawled as one on the couch.
Because it only had one cushion and neither of them were taking the floor.
Jess, queen that she was, had the beanbag and Rick sat on the single-butt cushion on the floor near her.
The pokemon tended to not join in on the horror movie fest. Too jumpy and liable to attack the TV to make the spooks stop. That was fair enough, they were unleashed on the rest of the house to get into whatever trouble they wanted to.
They knew how to work the remote if they wanted to watch the television in the lounge room.
Of course, Aiden was the best with technology and he was in the group as well. Jacob and he were stuck on the last chair together, the less comfortable one.
In the past, such a thing would never have even been suggested lest they unite briefly in arms and tear whoever suggested it apart like the monsters in the movies.
Now?
“There you go snugglebums,” Carter cooed, throwing a heavy blanket on Jacob’s face and smothering Aiden with it. Jacob tasted a lot of old fabric and spat strands of whatever it was made of out of his mouth as Aiden gasped for breath.
“Human. Stink,” he gagged, flailing around like a dying teen in the movie that was coming on.
Carter just snorted at him. Everyone did, really, but Carter was the loudest.
Aiden was jumpy with the movies, more so than anyone else, but he was always determined to be included in the group's activities.
Rick and Dina asked if he wanted to join the other pokemon, but Jess actually had raised her voice in support of him which he appreciated, even if he wouldn’t say that to her.
Jacob seemed less impressed with their position than Aiden did, like the buizel who caught the goldeen really. He pushed Aiden into his own corner but wasn’t going to hog the food to himself.
They munched on popcorn as the movie came on. Aiden squirmed against him a lot, never being able to lay still for too long, horror movie or not.
“Could you stop squirming?” Jacob muttered, planting his hand on Aiden’s head to pull him out of nosing into his armpit.
“I’m itchy,” Aiden complained.
“Then shave.”
The buizel was deeply offended. “Why don’t you shave?”
Jacob frowned at him, with cheeks as smooth as a baby's.
Aiden’s eyes danced playfully, and he looked ready to insinuate something. Jacob acted quickly and clamped his mouth shut between three fingers.
Aiden smirked against his fingers, eyes still dancing. Jacob suddenly felt a little bit hot, there was something about that look that never failed to get to him.
He still had his head in his grip, however, and Jacob pointed that handsome face away from him and back at the movie. Eventually, he let go, Aiden had popcorn he was just smushing against Jacob’s fingers and spreading butter all over.
Aiden nipped his fingers before he could pull them away, however, and Jacob needed to catch a gasp in his chest. He didn’t jerk away, however, letting Aiden lick his fingers clean of butter and salt, feeling lovely tingles run down his arms and spine.
He was damn tempted to jam his fingers down Aiden’s throat, but he’d probably gag and that’d draw attention that the dark room might not obscure. So, Jacob pulled his fingers free, wiped off the buizel drool, and continued eating like nothing had happened.
Something had happened, however. Aiden was still pressed against him under the blankets, still moving here and there. At first, Jacob had gotten used to the movement and didn’t snap at him again.
Then, he noticed the movement was all very routine and repeated and the embers of the heat that had flushed him earlier flared back up as he realised Aiden was grinding against him.
Was he really so used to that that he didn’t notice for how long?
Jacob glared at Aiden who grinned at him, pleased he’d finally noticed. Now that he was focusing, Jacob noticed there was drops of greater heat around his thigh, the little bastard was already leaking on him.
The movie was drifting into the background at best as Jacob pondered the best way to approach this situation.
His friends were literally in the room with him, surely there were lines you didn’t cross?
He had let Aiden fuck him with Aiden in the room, but sleeping, but they’d both felt guilty about that didn’t they?
They were too close to the others to hiss at each other, but Aiden had paused, was measuring him up silently.
Like he would stop if he wasn’t receptive to this.
Jacob remembered Kyle doing this in this same room during the same kind of horror marathon. He’d pushed against him until he jacked him off.
He wondered if Aiden knew that?
Aiden hadn’t been there then? Or had he? Or had he smelled it? Or could he just tell, he was too good at just telling.
Good at telling when Kyle was being a bastard.
It was all very quiet and Aiden seemed to read something on his face in the dark room. Jacob missed it, too focused inwardly, but Aiden saw a familiar old flash of something he saw a lot when Kyle was around.
It made him feel….
By the time Jacob zoned back in, Aiden had stopped wriggling and was as far away from him as they could be on a cramped chair together.
The blanket covering them both seemed strangely empty.
Jacob frowned as he looked at Aiden, wondering if he’d done something wrong. He quietly, tensely as if a small shift would unveil it all to everyone, slunk his arm around Aiden and down his side.
Aiden tensed up as Jacob’s hand brushed his inner thigh before coming in between his legs to cup his junk. He was still peaking out a bit, his arousal hadn’t fully disappeared. Palming him, dick slipped through a couple fingers, Jacob went to start stroking him.
Then Aiden’s paw caught his wrist and they both looked at each other. Jacob was confused, Aiden looked strangely guilty. The little bastard was never guilty, besides that one time and sort of after their weird fight.
He wondered if sense had come to mind. Then he wondered if he’d cold-fished Aiden and now he wasn’t interested, he wondered what exactly he had to do to make him interested again and-
Aiden’s paw slipped off his hand and drifted to his crotch. Jacob almost jumped, that was new.
Well, it wasn’t new, Aiden loved to play with his dick almost as much as he liked his dick to be played with. One of the many pros he had over Kyle.
Jacob blinked, realising at that moment he had been comparing Aiden to Kyle in his head. That was ridiculous, Kyle was his ex-boyfriend and Aiden was… fuck buddy? Couldn’t actually say friends with benefits because they weren’t….
Were they?
He hadn’t been friends with Kyle beforehand, was that why this was all confusing? No, he wasn’t friends with Aiden before they started having sex.
It bothered him that he was having so much introspection during a horror movie marathon with a buizel’s paw pulling his pants open.
Kyle never reciprocated.
He needed to stop thinking about that. Aiden was… a lot nicer than Kyle was.
If nothing else, he didn’t make Jacob feel like he had to constantly earn attention.
He closed his eyes, he was thinking too much.
Buizel had little claws hidden in their paws. As Aiden had spent most of his life tending to himself, he knew how to play with something sensitive without scratching it.
Which was nice, because otherwise, the fun would be over a lot less satisfyingly.
The softness of his pawpads stroked along his bulge, his pants had been open but he was wearing underpants. He was already half-hard and beginning to strain against them.
Aiden’s paws rubbed back and forth, the sound masked by the heavy blanket. The softness of his paws pressed against the sensitive tip of Jacob’s cock, slowly stirring it up more and more.
The bulge began to darken as his cock began to twitch and drool precum, wetting Aiden’s paw. He took a deep breath, muzzle dipping under the blanket for a moment. He seemed to resist the urge to duck under the covers and instead continue fondling him.
His paws slipped down, one massaging his balls through his underwear as well, pressing into his taint as well. Jacob had to stifle a sound of pleasure, he really enjoyed his balls being played with and Aiden knew it.
He only treated him for a moment before returning to the bulge, grinding a paw against it firmly before rubbing up and down to his balls and back, returning to the top to cup and squeeze and give a few rapid pumps.
All still covered.
Knowing he couldn’t make a mess of his underwear, Jacob’s hands slipped under the blanket to grab at the band of his underwear. He shifted the top down, freezing his oozing cock and angled the band under his balls so it pressed a little into his taint.
With his cock free to breathe a little, Aiden didn’t waste any time marvelling at it. He still couldn’t risk dipping his head down so his paws just circled Jacob’s cockhead a few times.
The softness of his paws was more pronounced like this, the plush pads pressing against his sensitive flesh and the little bits of fur in between being just a touch rougher. His pawpads became slick as they glided along his cummy tip until he could spread his digits around his cock like Aiden liked to thread Aiden’s own between his fingers.
He tugged Jacob’s foreskin down, exposing all of his cock and brought his other paw in, snuggling back against Jacob properly. His paws were smaller than Jacob’s hands, so he needed two to work Jacob properly.
Jacob had to control his breathing very carefully, letting out soft sounds at periods where the others shouted, letting himself twitch when they jumped, and laughing off corny moments with breathy sounds.
Their chair was at the back, not in direct sight of anyone. Carter had planted them there. He was being a bit curious lately, Jacob knew something was up but didn’t want to pull that thread yet.
Not like Aiden was pulling at his cock. It was a silky massage between smooth fur and soft pawpads, gliding up and down and around his cock. He barely touched anywhere else, focused on getting Jacob off rather than dragging it out longer.
He’d gotten to know what Jacob liked with what body part. There was a few differences between sucking him off versus purely stroking him off. He could squeeze rhythmically with his paws, clasping Jacob’s upper cock between both paws like a throbbing tunnel, stroking up and down in short, rapid, motions.
His paws were sticky with precum, enough that more was coming before it could dry, leaving gummy trails on Jacob’s cock that needed to be cleaned up.
Aiden couldn’t help himself, he made sure no one was looking at them and dove under the blankets, planning to ‘admit’ fear if someone did notice. His small mouth fit Jacob’s tip perfectly and he licked it from base to tip before sinking the whole tip in his mouth, mindful of his sharp teeth.
He moved his head gently from side to side, brushing at his cock with his tongue and cheeks and sucking furiously as he went. Jacob's arm pressed down on his upper back firmly and he gave a strangled sound as someone got butchered on-screen, legs squeezing together and forcing his cock up a little bit as he began to throb in Aiden’s mouth.
He remembered in time to bring his paws in to grope at Jacob’s balls before he came and Jacob went deathly silent, body heaving into a tense position as he locked his cries and thrusts back as he exploded in Aiden’s mouth.
The buizel drank down the salty drink in gulps, swallowing with each jet Jacob gave him until he was fully spent. He made sure to give a few more cheeky sucks with Jacob so sensitive and nearly got his thighs boxing his ears for his taunt.
He pulled off silently, letting Jacob slip his underwear back on. He was still too hard to get his pants done up, but that’d settle.
Jacob let off a relieved sigh, took a few deep breaths and gave a shiver as he calmed down. He glanced around him at his friends, none of whom seemed to have noticed that. He was relieved, he didn’t want to be ‘that guy’.
He also wasn’t the guy to unreciprocate, so his arm went back around Aiden. This time he didn’t push his hand away, but he did look up with an unusually-serious look on his adorable little face.
It said a lot of things, most of which was ‘you sure?’
Jacob didn’t even know why he was asking, especially considering what Aiden had just done. He supposed Aiden was a bit noisier than he was, that could be a concern.
What was also a concern was Aiden having a boner, if it wasn’t dealt with then someone would ask why he was walking away from cuddling with Jacob with a stiffy!
Absolutely not. It just made sense.
He nodded with an easy smile that put Aiden at ease, he even had the gall to smile back at him.
Until he stretched out provocatively, spreading his legs, Jacob wouldn’t have understood a smile that small and soft.
Cheeky bastard.
He threaded Aiden between his fingers and decided he’d see how long he could last at a slow, tight, relentless rub. Aiden fit nicely in his hand, very nicely, and he could squeeze him against his palm and then wrap his fingers around him and begin to work his dick with his whole hand at once.
After all, Aiden was sensitive all over and that was a lot of fun.
As he began to squirm again, Jacob was righted once again. Thoughts of Kyle had been successfully banished and he rubbed at Jacob for nearly twenty minutes before needing to lean in to catch it in his mouth.
Aiden came a lot and he wasn’t dealing with a drenched blanket for the next six hours.
Cum went nicely with chocolate, who knew?
“So…how’s it going?”
Jacob was resting pleasantly in Carter’s car, in the roomy front seat. It was just them, which was rare, Aiden apparently didn’t feel like getting car sick today and had stayed home.
So, it was just them and Jacob immediately picked up a weird energy in the car. Carter was all buzzy, energised like the air had been filled with a Mon Energy Drink. He didn’t know car trips were so exciting, or why Carter had declared he was picking him up.
“Pretty good,” he replied dubiously. “Work’s fine, life’s fine, great actually.”
Carter brightened like the sun had risen in his eyes at that. “That’s amazing to hear!”
“...okay.”
He continued beaming at him leaving Jacob feeling like they were continuing some other conversation he wasn’t part of.
“Are you okay?” Jacob asked, frowning in concern. “Or have you had waffles and soda for breakfast today?”
“I eat healthier than that!” Carter rebuttled. “Ugh, imagine my teeth.” His teeth were pristine and straight and Jacob felt no need to stare at his perfect mouth. “No, I’m good, better than good. Great! Aiden’s really great too, I’ve never seen him so happy.”
Jacob smiled at that before returning to confused by the energy. “Cool. I guess that’s one less thing I have to say to him.”
Carter laughed. It really wasn’t that funny.
He squeezed the steering wheel, even petted at with groping grabs, he looked like he had something he wanted to ask but didn’t know how to ask it.
Beginning to feel a dawning sense of unease, Jacob waited with a frown.
“Yeah, Aiden’s been really good lately. Since, uh, since you came back and things went back to normal.”
That was very specific, why was he feeling hot and prickly all of a sudden?
“Missed me did he?” Jacob smirked, but the smirk was wiped when Carter nodded.
“A lot. He clearly felt really bad about what happened.”
“Why? He doesn’t feel bad about anything.”
Carter finally frowned, although it was brief. “More than you’d think,” he muttered a little. Jacob clearly heard it and he chuckled. “Uh, it’s not really my thing to say. Ask him, I’m sure he’d tell you.”
“Because we’re such good friends?” The words were as flat as the roof of the car.
“Well. You know?”
“I know?”
“Yeah?”
“What?”
Carter squirmed, he was going red and Jacob could see the writing on the wall but was not willing to believe it just yet.
“He…told…me about you two and what’s been going on since I locked you two in my room and I so I know everything, way more than I wanted to actually, but I want you to know that I have no problem and support you both and-”
“Woah-woah-woah-woah- woah . What ?” Jacob laughed. “Aiden said what?”
Carter was a lot more than just a pretty handsome rich guy.
He was also his best friend and could see through him like glass.
“Jacob,” Carter said seriously, the weird energy had faded at least. “I could already tell something was going on. I just couldn’t really guess what really was happening. I guess maybe it was a bit weird for me to imagine and so I didn’t, but I knew something was happening. I believe Aiden, and I don’t care.”
Jacob found his words completely gone, mouth open but nothing coming.
He blinked a few times as Carter glanced between him and the road before slowly swallowing.
“Okay,” he said. “I don’t know exactly what he’s told you.”
“Oh, he said-”
“And I don’t want to know,” Jacob interrupted. “Just it’s…it’s nothing…I don’t exactly know what he’s said, but I….”
Carter waited, but nothing more was coming so he smiled. “It’s cool if you want to date Aiden.”
Jacob immediately spluttered. “Excuse the fuck and what the hell?”
Carter smiled innocently at him as Jacob continued overreacting. “Okay, let’s be clear, just a booty cool because he’s-I’m not telling you that.”
“Thank you.”
“I don’t want to date him he’s a little shit.”
Carter almost looked disappointed for a moment before recovering his pomp. “That’s okay, I know you two have a secrecy kink.”
“Que?”
“Haven’t seen either of you this happy…ever.”
“That. He. Have you been talking to Jess?”
“JESS KNOWS?”
“NO! She just thinks she’s knows something.”
“So, she knows something.”
“No! And you can’t tell her anything.”
“I won’t, I won’t. Hm.” He had a funny smile for a moment. “I wonder what the betting pool actually is about. I know everyone thinks you have a boyfriend, I wonder who’s bet who ?”
“You are not allowed.”
Carter laughed.
“I’m serious!”
“I believe you and respect that.”
He did not believe that for a second.
The mood began to settle and Jacob shifted. “You…you really don’t mind? I mean, it’s weird no matter what way you slice it.”
Carter was silent for a moment, thinking about his words.
“I don’t see Aiden as my pokemon. He’s really just my lazy little brother. The most I feel is like I should give you a talk about not hurting him, and…honestly, he does like you.”
Jacob snorted.
“He does . He didn’t used to, but he does now.”
“Maybe as a booty call.”
“More than that, Jacob.” Carter rolled his eyes.
“Well, that….” He hesitated. That wasn’t right, that was going against everything he’d reassured himself in the last while since their fight. There was no risk to emotions involved, just sex.
He knew Carter meant well, but he was wrong. He’d tested Aiden, it was just sex between them.
And as always, Carter could read him like a book. “Maybe talk to him with your mouth for once?”
“The fuck?”
“Try and not do that, at least at the start.” A thought caused his face to darken. “If you fuck on my bed again I am going to start buying you two expensive sex toys and give them to you both individually in front of everyone. You know I will. I have the money, I’ll buy you the dildomobile and make you drive it.”
Jacob was sufficiently cowed by that threat. It was Carter’s best move, no one liked having him by them a bunch of expensive stuff because that was awkward and he was very good at threatening to do so when he needed to make a point.
When he bought Rick a car that proved he was a man of his word.
Back to smiles, Carter said, “Okay. We’re in agreement then. I’ll start making reservations.”
“Wait? What?”
Carter blanched. “I said it too early. Forget that!”
He did not forget that but Carter just whistled for the rest of the drive.
It was important to look your best when you were out on the town.
That’s what Jacob justified asking Jess and Rick to help him dress. Summoning them to his raggy old couch that everyone hated, requesting assistance to look nice.
Jess, of course, immediately began to interrogate him over everything.
“Who you dressing up for?” she asked the moment he opened the door.
“Hello to you too,” he said as Jess stepped into his home without asking, Rick wasn’t far behind waving at him.
“Hey, Jacob!” Rick called, clapping him on the shoulder. “Who are you dressing up for?”
“See? He has some respect,” Jacob called loudly as Jess went into his room to start plundering his dresser.
“Good point,” Jess called. “Are we going for ‘I like you in a respectful way’ or ‘Fuck me like a slut?’ This is important.”
“Jess!” Jacob called, scandalised.
“No, no, she has a point,” Rick said, rubbing his chin and looking him up and down. Jacob felt judged like a piece of meat, and while that could be exciting sometimes, he just felt small under Rick’s sharp gaze.
“It’s not a date,” Jacob settled on instead.
Jess exited holding several articles of clothing, at least two of which Jacob was pretty sure he didn’t own. “Try this on.”
“No,” Rick said, snatching a pair of pants away. “With this.” He procured another set that, again, Jacob was rather certain were not his clothes.
They stared at him expectantly and he supposed he had asked for this.
The clothes fit really well, which felt insulting in some fashion he couldn’t quite pinpoint.
“So, what is this not-a-date then?” Jess asked as he began walking in and out of his room like he was on some sort of glitzy runway showing off new fashion.
“Carter just wants to go out for a night.”
“Oooh, and he didn’t invite us along,” Jess sang.
Jacob rolled his eyes so hard at her that she laughed.
“Jacob, oh Jacob,” she sighed, shaking her head at him.
“It’s not like I think this is a date,” Jacob said hotly, and that was the truth. It wasn’t Carter who had asked him, however.
It had been Aiden, and that was odd because in any other sense it would sound like a date. He wanted to see a new film coming out that Jacob was really interested in, have some dinner afterwards at a pokemon-friendly restaurant, and then go out for something fun.
Carter was coming too! This made sense as it was nothing besides dinner and a movie between… friends?
He’d admit they were friends, maybe. Carter took him out all the time before Kyle, that was what friends did.
Rick was snapping his fingers in front of his nose by the time Jacob zoned back in and between the teasing and the comments, there was a shared glimmer of concern in both of their eyes.
“You okay?” Rick asked. “You’ve been zoning out a lot lately, actually.”
“Have I?” Jacob asked, doing a spin in a jacket and some fairly tight pants. It was given a no and he went to change, again .
“You get this really faded look on your face,” Jess said as he began to change, calling from the other room. “It’s like you’re half with us and half in lala land.”
As Jacob came back out, Rick said, “To be honest, it’s a bit like the looks you’d get around Kyle,” he said seriously. Even Jess looked surprised at him.
Kyle wasn’t exactly taboo to bring up, but no one besides Carter and Aiden were usually so bold. Jacob hadn’t even skipped a step, the name didn’t shake him anymore.
“Isn’t this getting to the point of nosiness,” Jacob said lightly as his new outfit was given looks of appraisal. “Kyle was like a year ago now. I’m not stuck in the past, I just wanna move forwards.”
“So, it is a date!” Jess crowed. “Who is it with?”
Jacob levelled her enthusiasm like a Rocket-owned gambling ring. “It’s still with Carter and Aiden.”
“Aiden’s going too?” Rick asked. “I thought your man-dates were just you and Carter.”
“Well that was before Aiden and I buried the hatched.” In my ass, he withheld saying with a smile. “Don’t see why he can’t come along. The theatre has no problem with pokemon, heck they employ a few, and we’re going to Marchessa’s, they’re pokemon friendly too.”
The places that weren’t pokemon friendly were in the minority anyway.
“So… what does Aiden think about the new paramour?” Jess said a little too casually. Rick seemed utterly unsurprised and Jacob sighed.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
Rick smiled and shrugged when Jacob looked at him too.
“There’s no problem if he doesn’t know anything,” Jacob said.
Apparently, that also was concerning to them as they both frowned briefly.
“Okay. What is it?” He was getting a little frustrated with all the silent talk and mental communication they were clearly employing against him
“Well, alright, it’s not like it’s ever really come up before,” Rick said carefully.
“Aiden never liked Kyle,” Jess said. “Even before he began to show signs of being a cunt.”
“Does everything always have to come back to Kyle?” Jacob asked tiredly. “I get it, okay? It was fucked up, abused me a little bit, or a lot,” he added at their expressions. “It’s been how long?”
“It has been a while,” Jess agreed. “So, why haven’t you dated since then?”
“We’re not at your house,” Jacob complained. “I’m not laying on the Drama Couch. I invited you both to get me dressed up.”
“For a friend date,” Rick pointed out. “You’ve never asked for that before. Honestly, we both thought maybe you were going on a date-date. It just seems like there’s something else going on, why are you concerned about how you look? You know Carter doesn’t care. He’ll probably be in shorts and an alolan shirt and Aiden’ll be starkers.”
Jacob felt the heat seep out of him and his fists clenched a little, fingers squirming against his palm. Why did he care? Didn’t make any sense.
“We’re going to Marchessa’s,” he offered weakly. That was a pretty fancy place, good thing Carter was paying.
Clearly by their expressions that wasn’t good enough.
“It always comes back to Kyle,” Jacob gave, suddenly looking very small in his fashionable clothes. “He’s going to be out in the world somewhere, I want him to see I’m fine and he didn’t fuck me up and I don’t care.”
It was true. He knew it was true. He still felt dirty for some sort of dishonesty.
Jess gave him a hug that he didn’t push away from but didn’t lean into as well.
“Come on,” she said softly. “Let’s make you be the eye of the night so good looking Carter will tell the whole club he’s the one getting to take you home.”
“You know he’ll be fucking thrilled about that as well.” Rick grinned. Jacob managed a genuine smile as well. “I remember, damn, what like four years ago when we first met? He literally did that the first night. I was sure you two were together or something.”
Jacob laughed. “How much money would you win if I admitted I used to have a major crush on him?”
“All of it,” Rick answered. “Not as much as you’d think though.”
“Bets are bigger if the answer isn’t obvious,” Jess said dryly. “Now, Rick getting you to admit that? Double trouble.”
Rick looked hopefully at Jacob, who smirked and just turned away. “So, which pair of pants is going to make my butt look the best?”
The rest of the dress-up-Jacob hour was a lot more pleasant.
Firmly refusing to think of this as a date with either of them, Jacob had declined being picked up and instead was going to ride his motorcycle to where he needed to go.
After he rode off, Rick had something to say.
“I’m making a change to my bet,” he said seriously.
“Really?” Jess said, already pulling out her pen. “Forfeiting online friends turned lovers?”
“I’m changing it to enemies to lovers, actually,” he said confidently. She raised an eyebrow, but he didn’t take it back.
She noted it down. “Moderate odds.”
Carter would not be joining them in the movie they were watching. Which was a pity, but he wanted to watch some sappy romance movie that he denied was a guilty pleasure.
“I don’t feel guilty at all.” He beamed at them, taking his drink and popcorn away.
As Aiden had one of those fancy translate earpieces, he was allowed to hop up onto the counter and order what he wanted, with Carter’s money of course.
He was a small creature, but he could eat a lot of popcorn if allowed to.
“There is no limit to how much popcorn you can eat,” Aiden scoffed when Jacob laughed at the jumbo tub that was almost the size of him. “Everyone knows that.”
“I still want to eat something later,” Jacob replied, getting a completely normal amount and they walked to the theatre, got their tickets torn, and settled in to watch some action.
“I liked the previews better when it was actual previews,” Aiden said quietly as the ads started. “Not all this ‘lets go to the lobby’ and ‘how’s your insurance?’ crap?”
Jacob agreed, but at least there were some movie previews.
The theatre was not crowded and Jacob rather enjoyed that, they were able to take some private seats right near the back.
Jacob was excited for this, and he could tell Aiden was as well, bouncing slightly in his seat, a giant tub of popcorn taking its own seat next to him.
A couple of people had smiled at them as they came in, as Aiden was a buizel and therefore adorable. They had the back to themselves, however.
The movie began to come on and they were both pulled into it from the start.
It definitely wasn’t quite as good as it appeared, however, and Aiden got fidgety.
“Bored?” Jacob whispered.
“A little.”
Jacob took a drink of soda and then picked up Aiden by the torso and propped him on his lap. In the dark theatre, focus on the movie, and Aiden’s fur there was no chance he’d see Aiden blush rather intensely.
He looked up, whiskers twitching with his nose, to try and capture Jacob’s expression. It was dark and Jacob was staring at the screen, but the flashes of movie were reflecting off his features and Aiden found that to be even nicer to look at.
Jacob sensed him staring and glanced down with a curious smile. “What are you thinking about?”
Aiden’s tail flicked.
Once. Twice.
Then he snuggled back against Jacob, shuffling himself back very intently. Jacob’s fingers found themselves buried in the fur around Aiden’s waist.
Aiden continued to wriggle on him like he’d wriggled on the seat, but his seat was Jacob’s crotch and he continued glancing up at Jacob with the usual flickering in his eyes.
Jacob scratched the top of Aiden’s head, he enjoyed that leaning into it before rubbing his chin before rising up further.
“You’re insatiable,” Jacob whispered as if he was any better. It was one of the reasons they clicked so well once contempt had been replaced with attraction. “You’re also loud.”
Aiden licked the finger hanging right in front of his nose, drawing it into his mouth and he began to suck on Jacob’s finger.
Aiden made a pleased sound and continued shifting, outright grinding on Jacob now that the light act had been seen through.
Jacob’s hand rubbed Aiden’s belly firmly, scratching through his fur and placing pressure that went lower and lower down.
That was yet another thing they had dangerously in common, the thrill of risking getting caught. And this was in public no less, anyone who came wandering back here would be able to see them even in the darkness.
His attention taken off the movie, Jacob kept a close eye on the other people in the theatre as their mutual arousal grew.
Aiden had actually dressed up a little himself, wearing a smart little vest professionally tailored for him, navy blue that was pleasantly stark against his fur. He wasn’t one for bottoms, and that suited them both very well.
Jacob stuck another finger in Aiden’s mouth for him to suck on, feeling pleasant tingles run up his arm and down his spine as Aiden put his mouth to work. The sounds of the movie easily swallowed up any sounds that escaped the gap between Jacob’s fingers.
Jacob continued lightly and not-so-lightly petting Jacob, letting the buizel relax against his lap as his grinding bore fruit. There was a sizeable bulge in Jacob’s pants pressing bluntly against Aiden’s tail and he wiggled a few more times playfully against that before Jacob extracted his fingers.
Aiden nipped them on the way out, his sharp teeth scraping quite daringly against his fingers. Jacob flicked him and Aiden flexed his hips, taking advantage of his flexibility to press his own hardness against Jacob’s. “You know, this is usually done at the end of the night?” Aidan teased.
Jacob didn’t dignify that with a response.
“Open your pants,” Aiden whispered.
Jacob was already shimmying in the seat, unbuttoning his pants and shifting them down just enough to let his underwear push up.
Aiden’s paws wrapped around his covered cock and he rubbed against him. Paws gliding up and down before pressing his tip against Jacob’s own and thrusting his hips against him for a moment.
The roughness of the fabric rubbed against Aiden’s sensitive member and the force of his thrusts were hardly blunted by the covering.
Still, they weren’t going to stop at that. Aiden pulled his underwear up and even let them snap down, an audible smack. Jacob tensed, Aiden had paused his tail flicking back and forth.
No one seemed to hear it and they relaxed.
Aiden bit his lip and glanced at Jacob, opening his mouth again. He faced down at Jacob’s cock in the tight space between them and the chair in front of them and Jacob’s hands closed around his head.
The finger of his right hand sunk between his lips and into his mouth, giving Aiden something to muffle himself as Jacob’s other hand closed around both their cocks.
Aiden began to move, thrusting slowly against his cock, clasped in Jacob’s loose grip. He held them still, gave Aiden something to fuck against, letting Aiden’s hips do all the work pulling and poking at his own cock.
Jacob counted his breaths, the movie was just white noise at this point all he cared to focus on was the feel of Aiden against his belly, sucking at his fingers, and brushing against his cock.
Aiden’s fur was warm but itchy, tickling at his skin, his furry balls swinging against the bottom of his palm as the buizel thrust against him. The first few grinds were a little dry, but Aiden quickly smoothed that out with his precum.
Aiden murmured something against his fingers and Jacob pulled them out, leaning in.
“I can’t make a mess of the seats,” Aiden said, breath ragged. His ears were better than Jacob’s, he was keeping a close ear on anyone who might notice what they were up to. But as his cock pulsed in Jacob’s grip, he knew it was something that excited him.
Jacob bit his lip, holding a moan back. It excited him too, so many people around, someone could spot them if they weren’t careful enough. It wasn’t just their friends that could find out, it would be a public thing and it was so dangerous.
Why did danger turn him on so much?
Jacob slung his free arm around Aiden’s chest and pulled him against his own and whispered. “Keep your cool.”
He began to move his hand. Slowly for the first revolution, just enough to warn Aiden what he was about to do. Then, he began to pump his hand rapidly over their cocks.
There was a quiet squelching of Jacob’s precum-soaked hand gliding over their cocks but action had risen in the movie, a big sequence that had a lot of noise and explosions.
Aiden’s back began to arch in his grip, head falling onto Jacob’s shoulder as his chest heaved with the effort to hold his moans back with simple breaths.
Without thinking, Jacob turned his head and pressed his lips to Aiden’s muzzle. Aiden’s squeak was easily missed as Jacob moaned into his mouth. Aiden’s tongue froze as Jacob’s pressed into his mouth before accepting the challenge and fighting back.
His hips began to roll against Jacob’s as the human’s hand continued pumping their lengths rapidly, mercilessly.
Aiden grunted into his chest and broke the kiss. “J, I’m about-”
In a single motion, Jacob rolled around, setting Aiden on the seat as he dropped in front of it, the buizel not even getting the chance to lose his orgasm before Jacob took him into his mouth.
Aiden clapped both paws over his mouth as he exploded in Jacob’s mouth, muffling moans and whines as best he could as his hips flexed and thrust, pumping a spurting load down Jacob’s throat in one, four, Jacob stopped counting, jets of cum.
He jacked at his own peaking cock as well, eyes squeezing closed as he gave a cock-muffled grunt, Aiden’s seed beginning to leak from the corners of his mouth as he gave his own load under the chair.
Aiden was breathing hard, pressed firmly against the chair as Jacob swallowed a few times and licked his lips. He leaned up, hand reaching for Aiden again to stroke at him.
Aiden hissed at the overstimulation and Jacob chuckled softly, leaning over to lick his cock clean of anything that remained until he began to retreat back to his sheath.
Jacob took Aiden’s chair and took a drink to wash the taste of cum out of his mouth and they watched the rest of the movie like nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
Both their hearts pounded and had nothing to do with the action on screen.
Things were a little off in Jacob’s stomach when they went to dinner.
He’d eaten popcorn and drank soda, and drank cum as well, but that wasn’t enough to really sate his appetite properly. So, dinner was a nice idea.
What was odd was that Carter wasn’t joining them, again.
“You think I’m poor enough to eat here?” Carter said, putting on his faux-snobby accent for when he wanted to piss off and do his own thing.
Which was fine, Jacob supposed. Aiden was looked at as Jacob’s own pokemon, which added its own strange feeling to the pile, and they were seated without issue.
It was hardly uncommon for trainers to dine out with their pokemon.
What was uncommon was how much Jacob was finding himself repeating these things to himself. What was going on?
“So….” They had a private booth which was handy because Aiden always drew attention with his translator device. Aiden kicked at the air in front of him. “Movie was cool.”
“I think I missed part of it,” Jacob joked. He was amused at the way Aiden blushed, it was pretty cute that he was happy to admit.
When the buizel wasn’t talking, he could sell the cute angle pretty well.
The conversation swiftly turned to the movie they had mostly watched and what parts of it were cool and what could have been done a little better. It was part of a franchise, so they came in with a critic's eye.
“Bet you’ve never done anything like that before,” Aiden laughed later on.
“Watch a movie with a pokemon?” Jacob asked, raising an eyebrow. “Pretty sure I’ve been to the movies with you before.”
Aiden went to retort but a server came along wanting to take their orders. Jacob just sipped at his water in amusement as Aiden stammered for a moment, quickly going over the menu. He hadn’t even looked, too engrossed in the conversation.
Jacob knew what he wanted at least. Seafood.
“So, as you were saying?” Jacob asked as the server went off and Aiden fiddled with his flotation collar.
“Tch, I almost got you into trouble there,” Aiden scoffed, trying to regain his tough-guy look to no avail whatsoever.
“I reckon I’d be the one who got myself into trouble if anything happened,” Jacob replied, setting the glass down. Risky stuff always titillated a lot, but it did give him stress afterwards.
Aiden was looking at him strangely and so he asked. “What’s with the look?”
Aiden blinked and glanced away. “Er, nah nothing. Just surprised that you’re so blasé about it all. I mean… if. Er, nevermind.”
Jacob took his glass back for another sip. “It probably isn’t something to be chatting about in public,” he allowed. “You look a little bothered though.”
Glancing between his glass and his face, Aiden chewed his lip for a moment before sighing. “It’s a thing in the past so it doesn’t really matter anyway. But, uh, if you were curious that’s what Napoleon was so pissed about a while back.”
Jacob didn’t comprehend at first before he frowned. “Putting aside the fact that you told all the other pokemon.” Aiden couldn’t help but smirk at the offence in his voice. “It’s absolutely none of his business.”
“That’s what I said,” Aiden said loudly. He caught himself and spoke a bit more level. “He’s really pushy and a bit of a gossip hound. But yeah, really mad over that saying that I was going to get you into trouble.”
He trailed off a little to the end there and Jacob frowned further. “Again, that’s none of his business and I’m making my own decisions here. Did he think of trying to talk to me about this?”
“Nope,” Aiden confirmed. Of course, it wasn’t that easy but it was easy to share in some mutual outrage.
Their food came and Jacob dug in happily, Aiden picked a little at first. “I like that,” he said, quietly, drawing Jacob’s attention. “That it’s ‘your’ decision. I know I can be really pushy and the first couple of times were….”
“Something I fully went along with,” Jacob replied, swallowing. “Trust me, I’d have punched you in the dick if I wasn’t into what was happening. It’s just fun to argue.”
Aiden grinned. “It is fun to argue. Carter never gives as good as you. No one does.”
“Well, I’d hope so.” Jacob grinned back.
Aiden was a little pink at the nose and he tackled his own pokemon-serving with gusto.
“So, uh, really weird question,” Aiden began as they were slowing down. “Remember Lee?”
Jacob swallowed and almost coughed. “Yeah,” he said, thumping his chest. “Hard to forget him. Why?”
Aiden shrugged. “Just a little curious about why that ended.”
“Just a bit of a wanderer I guess.” Jacob shrugged. “We never really dated, he was just around for a month or two, how long was it? Eh. He moved on, I continued on. Kyle was my first serious boyfriend.”
He said the words evenly but despite him trying to not, Jacob couldn’t help but remember.
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“So… you all been bugging me so-”
He just emerged from the darkness of the room like a Ghost-type with a grin and a raised hand. “Hey everyone. Jacob’s told me quite a lot.” He glanced at Carter who was shaking his head in bemusement. “Let me see if I can guess.”
He licked his thumb and pointed it at Carter. “Carter the guy who the only thing he has more than money is being amazing.”
“Aww, Jacob said that?” Carter cooed, pulling Jacob into him in a bro-hug. “Good to meet you, Kyle.”
Kyle stepped in, smoothly pulling Jacob into a one-armed hug of his own and lifted Jacob’s hand. “Point me out another.”
He pointed at Dina. “Of course! Dina, I’ve heard you are a bit of a psychic at times.”
“She huffs perfume,” Jess claimed, getting elbowed by Dina for such a grievous insult.
Kyle laughed. “Well, that makes you Jess. Drama couch open?” Jess clicked her tongue and winked.
“I want all the gossip you know,” Jess said.
“Count me in,” Rick added.
“Ricky Richter,” Kyle said, Rick groaned and everyone laughed. “I need no words for that name.”
“I hate you already,” Rick groaned.
“Ooh me! Do me next!” Dan bounced on the balls of his feet.
“Who’s this guy?” Kyle asked Jacob. Dan immediately deflated. “I’m just joshing you, Daniel.”
“Call me Dan,” Dan asked, shaking Kyle’s hand.
“So, this is the group,” Jacob began before a loud aggressive throat-clearing took over. He continued anyway. “The boys and two girls who constantly reject everyone who dares look their way.”
“Called standards,” Jess sniffed.
“AHEM!?”
Kyle was the one to break and glance down at the angry little buizel around Carter’s legs. “Hahaha. Sorry, I’ve heard plenty about you too, Buizel.”
“It’s Aiden,” Aiden snapped. “And anything Jacob said is bound to be slander.”
“Accurate slander,” Jacob muttered, not wanting to pay the little bastard much attention now that Kyle was here.
“Ah, come on he’s cute,” Kyle said, kneeling down to Aiden’s level
“Wait until you beat him in anything, then he’ll be cute,” Jacob joked, but there was a barb behind it. Kyle lifted his hand as if for Aiden to sniff it.
Aiden had never looked so offended and it made Jacob want to just drape himself over Kyle and be carried to the bedroom.
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“I never liked him,” Aiden muttered angrily, sounding most similar to the tone of voice Jacob had known so much better. “Patronising dick.”
“Patronising, yeah,” Jacob murmured, still a little lost in the past. Kyle was handsome and charming and loved to spoil and give gifts. He made Jacob feel like the best man in the world, everything was great and wonderful and he found himself madly in love too quick.
Way too quick.
Kyle was not like that forever. Once Jacob had been infatuated, it had begun.
It had been subtle at first. Jacob wanted to play games at Carter’s, and with Kyle in tow. But Kyle rarely wanted to go, wanting to stay home and have sex. That was fun and fine, but texting Carter wasn’t the same as hanging out.
He got jealous, claiming Jacob loved Carter instead. It took a lot of making up for that one when it came out that he had suffered a crush on his friend for a long time.
He stopped taking him out, spoiling him. Jacob didn’t care about that, that was fair enough, he never really liked being piled upon with gifts and gestures anyway.
Yet they kept coming up. When he was tired, or wanted to do something, or had a thought that didn’t align with Kyle’s, it was always that he owed him. The gifts turned from a gesture of affection to something he now owed him for.
The group still had things together and Kyle let him go to those, with himself in tow. The fun really was being sucked out, he couldn’t go anywhere without Kyle and if he did then he was accused of cheating.
It just… it just really sucked. Kyle never hit him, but he still felt like he was trapped. They had a joint account, he’d insisted on it, he couldn’t spend anything without Kyle knowing and slowly but surely everything was wrapped up in there.
“Did I ever tell you that you’re the reason I left him?” Jacob asked, to Aiden’s relief as it had been a long time since he’d said anything.
Aiden perked up, surprised. “What? How?”
“It was something you said one day….”
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It felt like he’d been under blankets for hours and he was finally able to breathe some non-stale air as Jacob stepped outside on the balcony.
Carter had thrown a big party for no apparent reason and insisted everyone come to it. So, Jacob had been able to sweet talk Kyle into taking him with all the extra rooms and good food and drinks that would be passed around.
He was unaware of it until later, but Jess and Rick had planned ahead to distract Kyle for a bit so Carter could get to talk to him in private.
Jacob had been reclusive and distant and never far from Kyle, it rang warning bells and they needed to talk to Jacob before this could go any longer.
And now he was on the balcony, enjoying some refreshingly cool air with a diet coke in hand and he flinched when he heard the door to his spot open.
Carter saw him tense and spoke up. “Jacob! Long time no see man!”
What Carter didn’t notice himself was orange and nosy creeping after him as well.
Jacob turned around and all the tension fell out of his body as he smiled for what felt like the first time in months. “Hahaha. How much have you drunk? I’ve been around all night.”
“Doesn’t feel like it,” Carter said, going in for a bro-hug. Jacob tensed way too much for Carter to hug him for long and he pulled back. “You alright?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Jacob asked cautiously.
“Feels like I haven’t caught up with you in ages man.”
“Yeah… just been pretty busy, you know?”
“Yeah.”
Carter took a drink. From the fruity smell of his breath, it was definitely something alcoholic.
“So, wanna hang out some time next week?” Carter began. “Or, no, how about Tuesday?”
“Uh… I’m probably busy.”
“Probably?”
“Yeah, you know.”
“Wednesday then?”
“Uh….”
“What day are you free?” Carter asked instead. “Because I miss you. I’m pretty sure even Aiden misses you.”
That caused a reaction. In both Jacob, and their eavesdropper. They both snorted at once and Carter laughed. “Aiden? The fuck are you here for?”
“I live here bitch,” Aiden said, sliding around from the corner he was hiding behind.
“The fuck do you think you’re doing?” Jacob snapped, feeling a wave of fury at being spied upon. It reminded him so much of Kyle wanting to see his texts that he almost saw red, how dare Aiden do something like that?
“It’s my house,” Aiden snapped. “And it’s a party. You think no one’s going to hear you? I can already hear Kyle stomping his way up here.”
Jacob tensed like stone and Carter nearly jerked before it was clear that it was empty words.
“What… what does it even matter, whatever?” Jacob grumbled, turning back to the night-time view. “Who cares if anyone hears?”
“He’s trying to ask you if Kyle’s abusive,” Aiden said bluntly. Jacob froze. Carter did too and for the first time in years, Aiden saw Carter look genuinely angry at him.
“...what?” Jacob hissed.
“Don’t listen to Aiden,” Carter said quickly. “I think we’ve had a bit much to drink and-”
“They’ve been talking about it,” Aiden interrupted. Carter gave a sound that was partway whimper, groan, and growl. “All concerned about what’s going on with you and why they never see you and why you’re always looking so unhappy. I mean, shit, you looked like you were going to turn to stone when Carter walked in and normally you’d be over him like a lovesick growlithe.”
“Aiden,” Carter growled.
Jacob hadn’t responded yet, so Aiden pushed it harder.
“And honestly? I think they’re right. Kyle’s a cunt. He doesn’t look like the kind to knock someone around but I bet he does other stuff to you.”
“AIDEN!” Carter shouted, and stomped forwards and grabbed him. “That is enough.” And threw him back into the house.
He was panting suddenly from the rush of feeling and he turned back to Jacob with words on his lips. Jacob pushed past him without a word and disappeared along the passageway that led to the front door.
“Jacob! Fuck, don’t just.” He caught himself and shut up so Kyle wouldn’t hear and raced after him.
“Jacob, don’t just go,” Carter pleaded on the outside. “Come on, just come back inside.”
“Fuck off,” Jacob snapped.
Carter breathed out heavily and said something he didn’t quite think about. “Why are you running? Is he right?”
“Is he-FUCK OFF!” Jacob just walked off into the night. He didn’t have a motorbike at this time and Kyle was the one who drove them here.
The next time the group heard from Jacob was two weeks later with a short message to the group saying he’d dumped Kyle.
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“Carter was doing his best,” Jacob sighed. “I’m damn good at pretending things are how I want them to be though.” The irony of that statement didn’t occur to him. “But yeah. I knew what was going on was fucked up, of course. I just kept thinking I could fix things, bring it back to normal. He wasn’t awful all the time after all. You just being that blunt, it kinda hit me on the walk back home that you were right.”
Despite the heavy topic, Jacob cracked a grin. “And I couldn’t stand you being right. Thanks for that, I guess.”
“You’re welcome, I guess.”
Dessert finally came and it was ice cream sundaes on the house. Jacob wouldn’t ask why.
“Why’d you want to know about Lee?” Jacob asked over spoonfuls.
“Just wondered what it was like, heh,” Aiden replied, scratching his cheek. “I’ve never actually dated anyone.”
“Do pokemon even date?” He knew the answer, he’d read the life stories. The answer was… sort of? Depends really. “Do buizel date, I guess I should correct.”
Aiden gave him a long dubious look for a moment. It made Jacob feel scanned like he’d said something a bit awry. Made him pull his foot out of his shoe and run it up between Aiden’s legs.
Aiden raised an eye at that one and said, “Yeah, we do.”
With that pleasant thought sinking into the recesses of Jacob’s mind, it was time for the final leg of the journey before the happy ending.
Aiden asked him if he could join him on the motorbike, Carter had a buizel-sized helmet for him and Jacob didn’t question it. Carter had procured stranger things at even more convenient times.
A tough pokemon, or even a tough human, could take a motorcycle crash no problem. Neither Jacob nor Aiden were particularly tough and Aiden clung onto Jacob as he drove with a laugh, pointing out each turn because apparently Jacob wasn’t allowed to know where they were going.
His amusement of Aiden’s predicament continued until he recognised the last strip of road they were on and where it led.
“Almost there,” Aiden muttered into his back.
“We’re going to Luc’s?” Jacob asked.
“Figured it out, did you?”
“Just now.” Jacob felt a twist of uncertainty, but then a flicker of excitement. It used to be his favourite, after all. What better way to regain old joys than to take them back by force?
Luc’s Club was a most… interesting establishment. They employed some pokemon for entertainment after all.
It absolutely toed the line of that blurry period of what was allowed or not but Jacob loved it for that daring feel to the place.
Carter wasn’t far behind, but in a car, he needed to find a place to park and the place was often quite busy. They made their way in with Aiden on Jacob’s back and Jacob breathed in the stale air of a pounding club's atmosphere.
Humans and pokemon mingled on the dance floor, mostly bipedal pokemon but there was one happy lairon shaking away to the beat with a lopunny doing a few tricks on its back.
The feel of the place was the same as always and Jacob could almost relax.
It was where he’d met Kyle.
He doubted Aiden knew that because he hadn’t even told Carter that.
He resolved to try and forget it and have fun. It would be a challenge to get to the bar, and the dance floor was packed and his old party nature couldn’t remember which foot went first, leaving him paralysed.
“You okay?” Aiden shouted over the music, continuing to piggyback Jacob so he wouldn’t be trampled.
“Bit loud isn’t it?” Jacob said as a joke, and it was heard as one thankfully.
“Yeah, a little, you could fuck in the crowd and no one would even hear it.”
“Okay, bold and brash, good luck with that.”
“I wasn’t suggesting it!”
“Sure you weren’t!”
It felt freeing to talk about it in a crowd, even if no one could really hear them or paid enough care to try to listen anyway.
“Look, I gotta go to the toilet.”
“If you’re saying you’re going to leave me somewhere forget it. I’ll lose you and you’re not tall enough to spot.”
“OH! Neither are YOU!”
They bickered the rest of the way and before Jacob even really had noticed, they were in a stall together. His need for the bathroom evaporated when he met Aiden’s eyes.
“Wanna fuck in the stall?” Aiden whispered.
“Fuck yes.”
The sounds of the club were less intense, but more echoey, in the bathroom stall and Jacob quickly began to remove his pants.
In a very not-private stall with people coming in and out, it reminded Jacob of the first time they’d had sex locked in a closet. He pulled his pants and underwear down and left everything else on as Aiden went down on him.
He was placed on the toilet, the buizel coming up between his legs to wrap his paws around his soft cock and begin to rub and punch, leaning in to give it a soft lick.
Jacob began to harden as Aiden wrapped his lips around the head of his cock and suck, flicking his eyes between Jacob and Jacob’s cock. Aiden’s other paw pulled away from stroking Jacob’s shaft and disappeared below him as he continued sucking.
The tension of the entrance began to melt out of Jacob even though they were still in a risky place. It felt less disastrous to be caught here, at least. He’d seen people leave with a pokemon they hadn’t entered with before.
Jacob’s hand rubbed Aiden’s head, between his ears, as Aiden really began to go down on him, bobbing his head gently, Jacob’s cock pressing against his throat insistently and causing Aiden to gulp loudly.
Jacob was sighing softly, beginning to roll Aiden’s head back and forth, guiding his mouth along his cock. Aiden’s tongue was so long and nimble, really Jacob enjoyed making out with the buizel a lot more than he’d admit due to the flexibility of that part of him.
His tongue wrapped around the rim of his cock, bumps dragging delightfully across his flesh as the rest of his mouth was wet and sucked at him. Aiden knew what he liked most familiarly at this point and focused less on his tip of his cock and more on his rim, sucking and licking like a machine spinning around it.
The pose wasn’t quite right for them and Aiden made a noise, beginning to pull back. “Stand up,” he breathed, Jacob swift to following the command. Jacob knelt in the cramped stall, thankful that Aiden was small and limber and Aiden squeezed under him from behind, tugging his pants down further as he took Jacob’s cock into his hungry mouth.
Jacob’s thighs trembled with the need to squeeze down and trap the buizel between them but he resisted, shifting his hips slightly to thrust gently into Aiden’s warmth. Aiden’s paw groped his ass before sliding between and rubbing against his hole.
He muffled a moan at that, Aiden really had mastered the feather touch that made his skin ache for a firmer press that would hopefully come.
Jacob’s sighs and the sounds Aiden made plunging Jacob’s cock into his throat would be audible for anyone who really wanted to spend a lot of time in the bathroom. Thankfully, people just came in and out. Alcohol made you want to pee, who knew?
Aiden continued rubbing against Jacob’s hole before showing some mercy and pressing against him further, his paw tip slipping into Jacob’s body. Jacob gave a ragged sound at that, Aiden’s paw was dry but he had an almost-masochistic love for the rougher stuff.
Which, of course, Aiden had figured out and was pressing into him urgently. His paw was too thick and too stubby to do much, however, Aiden had more limbs than just that.
Resting on the floor, his tail raised free of the bathroom tiles, he brought that up instead and began to ease the tip of one of his tailends into Jacob.
Beneath the silky fur was thin, hard, flesh that pierced Jacob easily. It slid in to the join of their tails with some effort, dragging gasps out of Jacob every centimetre.
“F-Fuck, tailjob much?”
“That’s if I jack you off with it,” Aiden replied. “Which we both agree feels amazing.”
He didn’t take Aiden’s tail much, never yet been so daring, or had enough time really, to take both tips and that wouldn’t change today.
Jacob groaned as Aiden’s tail shifted inside him. That was a feeling he could never have enough time to adjust to, the very end of Aiden’s tail wasn’t particularly prehensile but it could twitch around enough that a cock never could that pressed into so many places at once that Jacob couldn’t believe.
Aiden continued sucking him while fucking him with the tip of his tail, letting the width there stretch him out while he tugged at his own dripping member, pointed straight up so his precum oozed down to be spread over his cock.
“Sit on me,” Aiden gasped, pulling off of Jacob’s cock long enough to say that. Jacob made a moan in agreement and they shuffled, Jacob going back further as Aiden slowly extracted his tail.
He didn’t need to line up, Aiden was guiding him back while gripping his cock firmly as it throbbed. The sharp tip pressed against Jacob’s sore behind and he sighed as the soothing precum prodded wetly against his dry-stretched opening.
His ass swallowed up Aiden’s cock with ease, too horny to care about going in relatively dry. Aiden pre’d enough to smooth it out soon enough. Jacob pressed both hands around Aiden’s chest, throat, and the floor, almost holding him down as he arched his back, straightening up enough for Aiden to grab at his hard cock.
Jacob began to bounce without hesitation, hissing as Aiden stretched him open with every inch of firm buizel need. Aiden leaned up again, wrapping his maw around Jacob’s cock again and sucking furiously as Jacob began to ride him.
Someone knocked, wasn’t sure if it was on their door and neither cared enough to stop and check. Jacob’s moans were a little louder, having nothing to stifle them as Aiden swallowed his inhuman cries with human cock
They were too quick and needy to ride this out for too long, Jacob’s legs were beginning to ache and he hit Aiden with enough force with each bounce to jostle the wind out of him.
Jacob just leaned over him, holding Aiden’s mouth down on him as he hissed. “Fuuck, yesss.”
His cock twitched and bulged Aiden’s throat as he was fully sheathed down, Aiden’s throat bobbing as he swallowed Jacob’s cum. The buizel moaned through his nose, eyes directed straight up with affection as Jacob rode out his high using his body.
Jacob’s walls were clenching and squeezing around him with contractions, milking at his leaky cock. He wasn’t fully there yet and began to move his hips carefully, fur on flesh causing slaps as he slammed into Jacob roughly, seeking the same high.
Jacob began to shudder as his cock twitched a few more times, Aiden’s cock perfectly positioned to hit his prostate and his whole body began to shake above Aiden. They weren’t strangers to a bit of play and hammering right there was knocking extra spurts of cum out of Jacob as he grabbed onto the walls to steady himself.
He had to fight to keep himself from screaming, pleasure button being battered right after he came until his knees were trembling around Jacob and he was about to-
“ Fuck ,” they swore together as Jacob came again, blasting ropes over Aiden’s panting muzzle as he filled Jacob with watery buizel seed that began to leak out from his hole as Aiden kept thrusting.
Now panting and messy, Jacob hovered over Aiden truly tempted to just lay on him and smother him until he bit him. But then that’d involve a bathroom club floor and not enough space so instead he planted his hands down and pulled himself off Aiden.
He could feel Aiden’s cum streaming down his legs as the buizel cock was unplugged. He stood still as Aiden went between his legs again and shivered as he felt his warm and nimble tongue lick at his legs where his own cum had already trailed down, going up further and further until his muzzle was planted right between his legs, his tongue lapping at his aching hole until the rest would just stay there for the rest of the night.
Times like this Jacob would have liked to have Aiden’s pokeball on hand just so that he could exit securely. Although then again, that’d be weird for the same reasons only more so, so he discarded that thought faster than he could think it.
They waited a bit, Jacob actually peed, and then Jacob crept out pretending like he hadn’t just fucked a pokemon in a bathroom stall. No one was in the room, at least visible, so he gestured for Aiden to join him and they washed up and re-joined the crowd outside. No one would know who, and Jacob’s nerves had been solidly settled.
The night was far from over, however.
And Jacob was right to have avoided this place since he dumped his abusive ex.
It was like a spotlight had been opened, Jacob heard his voice and then everyone seemed to part, giving him a straight shot at-
Aiden snarled. The noise couldn’t possibly be heard over the music, but Kyle turned to look at them anyway.
He raised an eyebrow and then began to approach .
“Hey,” he said, coming in a little too close for comfort. Jacob had frozen upon seeing him, not even responding to Aiden trying to pull him away before Kyle could reach them.
Hey? Hey? HEY?
“That’s what you’ve got to say?” Jacob spluttered, regaining himself once Kyle spoke.
Kyle shrugged. He was still blue eyes and devastatingly handsome, all Jacob felt was disgust. “I haven’t seen you about, the regulars all miss you. Glad to see you’re out again since….”
Since you gained a spine and walked out, was what Jacob had heard.
“You never did come around for your stuff….”
He’d lost almost everything he owned to Kyle when he left him. There was a reason he had that awful couch in a small apartment. Those things hadn’t have mattered, he just had to be safely away from him.
“But I’ve kept it just in case?”
It sounded like a peace offering, something to show he’d grown and matured.
“When do you reckon you’d be free?”
“Back off,” Aiden snapped, having enough of this. He could feel Jacob shrinking against him, like Kyle’s words had physical weight.
Kyle looked down at him and there was that same look on the day they’d met. The same furrowed look of not-even contempt. It was like he couldn’t believe Aiden could talk, let alone have anything to say.
Aiden had met Kyle’s pokemon once. It only confirmed what he’d already known about the man.
It was the opposite of what he liked about Carter and, if he was being honest, Jacob. Even when they hated each other, Jacob never treated him like he was a pet or someone lesser. Just another asshole he had to deal with to be around his friend.
That was something Aiden cherished. It was so easy for Carter and Jacob. The others had gotten better over time, he noticed that Jess had stopped saying ‘People and Pokemon’ and just people or ‘Humans and Pokemon’. Small things that he privately was grateful for.
He knew he was a buizel, no matter what Napoleon said, and was happy with that. What he didn’t like was being treated like he wasn’t just as smart.
Kyle looked at him and he wondered if that’s what Jacob had felt for months. This kind of small feeling like you weren’t worth much of anything.
And then he just looked back to Jacob with that same disarming smile. He was a good looking human and knew it, but the smile made him ugly if you knew what it really meant.
“How about it, Jacob?”
“No,” Jacob said vaguely. Kyle blinked, looking put off by the refusal. Jacob wasn’t done. “How fucking dare you approach me here and ask me if I want to see you ever? Get lost, I want nothing to do with you.”
Kyle’s smile slipped and really he only became more ugly as he looked Jacob up and down. Jacob felt a chill, hate it as much as he did now, Kyle knew what he looked like when he’d just had an orgasm.
Kyle’s eyes flicked to Aiden as well and Jacob saw the piece click. “Oh. Ohoh. Oh wow, that’s… wow. Really? Really ?”
Where were they at the moment, Jacob almost wanted to scream.
“You’re so desperate you’re fucking a pokemon now?”
As if timed, the music playing had stopped and there was that brief interlude between songs. Kyle had said it loudly, speaking ‘over the music’ but the look in his eyes was all they needed to know that he did that entirely on purpose.
“Damn,” Kyle continued as Jacob and Aiden fell speechless. “I heard some guys fucking in a stall earlier, jacked off to it, didn’t realise it was you .”
That was a bald-faced lie, he’d entered and left, but the words did as intended, striking a very painful blow through Jacob’s whole being.
Aiden snarled at such a level that all the other pokemon in the room paused and turned and Jacob acted without even thinking.
“AIDEN NO!” He grabbed Aiden before he could flush in a rush of water at Kyle, who was now stepping back. He grabbed the furious buizel by the shoulders and was thrown forwards as Aiden attacked anyway, that strange power of pokemon launching them regardless.
He wound up too heavy and slammed into the floor with Jacob on top of him and Kyle snorted, pulling his phone out to take a picture. “On the dance floor now? Come on.”
“GET OFF ME!” Aiden yelled, thrashing. Jacob did not let him go. Kyle’s other hand was resting on his belt and Jacob knew how strong Kyle’s pokemon were.
Aiden was a spitfire, but he’d get thrashed if it came to it and if he did actually score a hit on Kyle there would be hell to pay.
That didn’t matter to Aiden who managed to throw Jacob off him and launch himself again in a jet of water to physically bash into Kyle.
He made it halfway before a red beam caught him. He didn’t even have a moment to struggle before he was drawn into it and Carter came pushing his way through the crowd.
He pulled Jacob up and shoved the pokeball into his hands. “Get out of here,” he said, voice as tight as a notched arrow string.
Accepting it, Jacob ran and pushed his way out of the club as Carter turned to Kyle with a look of barely-constrained hate.
Kyle was still smirking. “Wow, I actually thought he was going to hit me. Think he’d get put down for that with so many witnesses?”
A muscle in Carter’s cheek twitched before he, to Kyle’s confusion, smiled. It was not a very nice smile, all things considered.
“July eighth,” he said. “August eleven. November sixteen.”
“Uh…?” Something sounded familiar, but Kyle couldn’t figure out what.
“Seven eight,” Carter said as if it was an explanation. “Eight one one, one one one, six. 788,111,116.”
Kyle went the colour of ash.
“Sound familiar?” Carter asked mockingly, stepping in as Kyle had frozen. He came in until they were nearly nose to nose. “You’re going to leave the city. Maybe even the region. You’ll never have to cross paths with Jacob, or me again. Sound good?”
Kyle managed a single nod.
“Good. Fuck off.”
He rubbed his face as Kyle made himself scarce and plastered a smile on his face as very curious onlookers were staring. “Rich guys make good threats, you know?” he joked before excusing himself to go after Jacob and Aiden.
He hoped they were just headed back to his place.
Which they were.
Jacob had released Aiden from the pokeball once he was at his motorcycle and planted the still-enraged buizel on the seat and started it, driving off before he could try and run back in and do something stupid.
They drove in a very tense silence, Aiden sitting in front of Jacob and having to hold himself with his legs and paws rather than with Jacob’s waist.
He drove over the speed limit for sure and took paths only a motorcycle could take, but that was fine. They had to be done with the night and with everything.
Aiden had cooled off throughout the drive until he just felt sad by the end of it. They arrived at Carter’s home and Jacob kicked his foot out to balance the motorcycle, not turning it off as Aiden slid off.
“Thank… thank you for coming out with me tonight,” Aiden said awkwardly.
“Yeah,” Jacob replied, gripping the handles of his motorcycle and not looking at Aiden.
“S-so, I… we could open up Carter’s wine cellar and try and not let the night be a complete bust,” Aiden said hopefully.
Jacob’s hands tightened painfully before he snapped, “I’m not in the mood to get fucked right now, Aiden!”
Aiden cringed at the tone, Jacob sounded angry but below it was worse. His words were short and pointed like he was trying not to let anything out that wasn’t necessary. His head was turned away from Aiden after his outburst.
He hadn’t driven off though.
“I was… not suggesting that,” Aiden said carefully. Jacob didn’t respond. “Um… we could… just talk? Maybe watch a review of the movie by AlfaViews? You could… spend the night and we could maybe just….”
All Jacob was hearing was half-hearted platitudes from a person he had spent most of their time together arguing with. He wasn’t in the mood for an argument.
“Aiden,” Jacob snapped, turning to face him and pointing a finger at him. “Don’t act like what’s going on between us is anything more than you wanting to fuck me, okay?” Aiden’s mouth fell open as Jacob said that, blinking rapidly. That wasn’t what he-
“That’s been clear since the beginning,” Jacob said, voice choking out as a sob hit his throat but he swallowed it, squeezing his eyes shut. He brought a hand to his face, scrubbing angrily as if that would mask the fact that he was crying. “I’m just not in the mood, okay? I’ll see you later.”
Aiden opened his mouth to refuse that, explain that wasn’t the case at all, argue that Jacob had accepted the request for a date and… and he didn’t do that.
He swallowed it instead and nodded. “Okay. Goodnight, Jacob.”
“Night.” Jacob kicked off and revved his motorcycle, speeding off into the night and leaving Aiden sitting alone. His expression scrunched up as he tried not to cry either, scrubbing at his face like Jacob had done before recognising that and stopping.
He ran inside, to his room and began to swiftly take everything down of his secret fourth part of the date before Carter arrived and saw it.
He locked the door and ignored Carter when he arrived later, noticing no motorcycle. He didn’t understand why Jacob had reacted like that, only he did.
It was always just sex between them. And when it wasn’t one of them made it sex so they didn’t have to talk and be vulnerable about anything.
He went into a fitful sleep with that painful thought and the fear that Napoleon had been right the whole time.
Am I sorry? Yeah, a little bit. Fucking Kyle.
It's a DRAMA story! I don't know how it turned into one, I've never written anything like this before.
On the plus side... more to come!