John and the Boys

Challenger after challenger, you suck each guy off as they battle against Surge. You get the occasional glance at the line, you see that John and his friends are approaching closer and closer. The current challenger grunts filling your mouth with his thick load. You swallow it down, turning to see the end to his battle. He lost, but he was close. The familiar call of “Next challenger!” signals for your next cock to service to approach. He starts his battle standing before you, he pays you no mind. You pull on his zipper, knowing that you need to suck him off or it’d all be for nothing. You pull out his cock and lick his shaft. He shouts commands above your head, as you bob your head on his dick. After Surge’s Pikachu falls, the man’s hand rests on your head. He begins thrusting taking your mouth as his. His cockhead probing the depths of your throat. His thrusts grow in intensity, forcing his cock in and out of you with a quickening pace. He holds you against his crotch as his cock throbs shooting his load directly down your throat. You sit back and watch the challenger win his match. “Next challenger!”

“Hey, Amber,” Humphrey says approaching you. He’s smiling but you catch him throwing a glance back at John. You wonder what John said to his friends. Humphrey takes out his first pokemon, tossing out a Vespiquen. You undo his zipper, releasing his cock from its confinement. You stroke him to his full length, he starts commanding his pokemon into battle. You kiss his tip looking up at him, but Humphrey does his best to keep his eyes forward. He’s keeping his hands above his waist the whole time, even as you engulf his cockhead. You smile around his member, imagining John telling them to keep their eyes and hands off you.

An impish thought crosses your mind, you wonder how far you can push him. You quickly plunge his cock deep into your mouth. Looking up, you see his face contorted in pleasure, straining to keep his focus on the battle. You reach up cupping his balls, as you move up and down his shaft. “Ungh, Amber, I’m going to cum,” he warns you of his upcoming orgasm. You pop him our of your mouth stroking his shaft towards your chest. His spurts landing on your cleavage, sliding between your tits, soaking into your cum saturated shirt.

You sit back watching Humphrey’s challenge finish out. Pikachu taking out Vespiquen. Paras taking out Pikachu and Voltorb, before losing to Surge’s Raichu. The final battle between Raichu and Humphrey’s Heracross looks like it could go either way. Heracross uses endure to survive a direct hit from Raichu, grabbing hold of the electric mouse. He heaves them both into the air slamming them into the ground, Raichu being knocked out by Heracross’ seismic toss. Humphrey won! He walks over to Surge to collect his prize. Roger comes into your box as Surge shouts, “Next challenger!”

“Hey, Amber.”

“How you doing, Roger?” you reply kneeling in front of him. He blushes before looking up at Surge across the battlefield. You pull out Roger’s cock setting yourself to the task at hand. Roger seems to have a harder time figuring out what to do with his hands. You watch him switch between crossing his arms, resting his hands on his side, or gesturing his commands to his team. You swallow his cock, and feel his hand rest on your head. John coughs from behind Roger, and the hand quickly removes itself. You smile looking up at Roger placing his hands on the back of his head.

“I’m-I’m cumming,” Roger warns, John must’ve told them to warn you. You follow the same routine, letting Roger’s seed spill across your exposed cleavage. Roger and his Pinsir eventually clench a second victory for the bug boys.

You smile watching John approach, your eyes take in his muscles. He leans down kissing you, “Hey, Amber.” You smile as he stands tall over you. You can feel the outline of his erection through his pants. You unfasten his pants giving them a tug, allowing his cock to spring free. His long dark shaft hovering in your face, you lick your lips before kissing the tip of his dick. You run your tongue along the underside of John’s shaft.

He smiles down at you, petting the side of your face with his hand. You revel in the presence of his massive member. Letting it rest against your face as you rub his strong legs. You tease his erection with kisses, stroking him the whole time. John’s battle seems to be going well as his Scyther fights against Pikachu. John’s hand caresses your head the whole time, letting you gently tease his cock. The battle continues, John’s Pineco beating out Surge’s Voltorb as you gently bob on his cock.

You turn your head to the side, running your tongue along John’s member, watching the end of his battle from the side of your eyes. Pineco seems to be holding his own against Raichu. You actually start to think that John won’t even need to use a third pokemon. Just as that thought crosses your mind, Pineco falls prey to Raichu’s ****. Thus leading to John’s Nincada taking the field. Raichu charges at the newly revealed pokemon, but John gives the command and Nincada meets Raichu with a slap of mud. The single ground type move being enough to knock out the battered Raichu.

You jump up wrapping your arms around John, his hard cock pressing against you. He kisses you before saying, “I’ll pick you up after you’re done here.”

You stare into his eyes, “And then I’ll finish what I started.” You reach down tucking his stiffness into his pants. With a final kiss, John begrudgingly leaves your side to collect his prizes.

You watch John leaving the gym, catching him glancing back at you smiling. “Next challenger!”

“Well, I think it’s about time we call it a day. You ready?” Surge finally gives you the cue you’ve been waiting all day for. It’s been a good 20 minutes since the last challenger left with his badge in hand. You stand up from the bleachers taking your place in the challenger’s box, on your feet rather than your knees.

“Not so fast, you dirty old fart!” a raspy voice calls out over the buzz of the electric fence. You turn to see the mystery woman from the other day. Her raven black hair still pulled back in its ponytail, and her black skirt swaying with each of her steps.

Surge reaches into his pocket pulling out a remote. He clicks a button and the electric fence turns off allowing the pierced woman in without solving his ‘puzzle.’ “Hey punk, you ready for this?”

You watch as the two exchange their friendly greetings, hugging before the pierced trainer approaches you in the challenger’s box. “Well if it isn’t the sub par snatch bandit. Try not to disappoint me again,” she mocks you as she pushes you back to your knees.