Usually once school was over, Dallas and Scourge would hang out afterwards: either going to each other’s houses or even staying at the school itself. Scourge, the punk houndour, took advantage of Dallas’s position on the high school football team. The chocolate colored growlithe was able to bring Scourge along so he could watch their practices but sometimes the fire/dark-type just wanted to hang around but didn’t feel like going home just yet. So Dallas would keep the gym door propped open just a  bit and Scourge would just casually walk in and hang around until Dallas had come back from football practices. 

After winding down from the drills, the two fire-types would talk and banter with each other. Scourge was quite the bully and delinquent who built a reputation for himself, already having a place of his own despite being just a teen. Meanwhile Dallas was the typical ‘good boy’ that wasn’t just good at sports but he was also kind and friendly to everyone. Despite that the two got along well, finding they were very similar to each other despite their very different ways of acting. Scourge would of course be bored after all that waiting and had some ideas of how to cure that when Dallas would come back. 

As soon as Dallas was coming back into the locker room, he would find Scourge and the two would start to circle each other, baring their teeth and growling at each other, waiting for the other to act first. Scourge went for it first, charging towards the growlithe but Dallas managed to get out of the way, moving in right away, using his strength once he got a hold on the houndour. But Scourge wasn’t going down easy. Even if he wasn’t on any sports teams, the athletic-bodied houndour was putting up a good fight. A grunt of effort came from the stocky bodied growlithe, pulling Scourge in rather than pushing against him. It happened quickly and Dallas capitalized on his friend’s stumble, getting them both down on the floor and pinning Scourge. 

“Hehe. Not bad, Stripes…” Scourge chuckled, admitting defeat. Dallas smiled as well and let him up. “Got another practice tomorrow, right? Better be ready for me then.” 

Things played out as usual but it was the third match of the week when things changed in the most unexpected way: That time they were locked together, pushing back and forth, not willing to let the other overpower them. Fighting for dominance, the two kept it up even when they were down on the floor, growling as they were really pushing themselves, feeling a light strain in their tensing muscles. 

But it was Scourge who managed to get the advantage on the growlithe this time and he got Dallas down on his back. Getting on top, Scourge was using most of his body to pin Dallas down but he decided to do it with style, sitting on Dallas’ chest and having his crotch all but pressed to the thicker-bodied pokemon’s nose. Naturally the striped canine’s sense of smell was strong and he was picking up on the surprisingly thick and potent musk that was coming right through the houndour’s shorts. 

“Giving up already?” Scourge asked, noticing that Dallas wasn’t putting up much of a fight anymore. 

Briefly snapped out of it, Dallas tried to fight back but clearly there was something off about the way he acted from then on. In fact doing just that was making things worse for him. Scourge was working all the harder to pin him down, leaning his body in more, pressing his crotch to Dallas’ sensitive nose, causing the growlithe to blush even more as he felt a rush coursing through him. Feeling the crotch against his nose, the heat that bled through the fabric, and the harsh smell of male groin that was so prominent, Dallas gulped as he felt himself getting erect. 

“Hehe. That means I take the win. Scores 1-2. That first win of yours must have been a fluke,” Scourge teased. 

“Heh, y-yeah,” Dallas agreed rather than becoming a bit defensive like usual. He did his best to play things cool as they both got up and Scourge decided to depart, wanting to hang out with another one of his friends, leaving Dallas alone to stir in some new budding feelings. 


“What’s this about?” Dallas asked, finding himself cornered by Scourge as if he was one of the houndour’s victims. 

“Give it to me straight, Stripes. You’re a fag, aren’t you?” Scourge asked. 

“A what?” the growlithe repeated with his fur bristling. 

“You can deny it if you want but I noticed how much you were smelling me. And that you got hard too,” Scourge revealed, making Dallas gasp. 

“I don’t know why. I just kept smelling it and it got me hard,” Dallas admitted. 

“Heh. No shame in it, Stripes. In fact I think I can help you out,” Scourge offered. “Let’s meet up in the lockers again after school.” Just like that Scourge let Dallas go and the growlithe was left to gulp, wondering what was in store for him. Sure Scourge was nice to him but he was still a bully towards so many. Would Scourge try to make him one of his victims entirely, holding what happened over him..? 

Dallas didn’t know what compelled him to follow through but he was there in the locker room, enduring an agonizing wait for Scourge to show up. “Well, well, well,” Scourge said while walking right up to the other fire-type. He didn’t stop until there was a narrow amount of space between them, reaching a hand out to firmly plant it against the lockers so he could lean. “You showed up after all.”

“Yeah, so what are you gonna do?” Dallas asked. 

“What do you mean?” the dual-typed canine asked but he was smirking still. 

“I get it, Scourge! You can cut it out,” Dallas huffed. “I’m not gonna let you mess with me about what happened. So what I got hard because I smelled you?”

“Relax, Stripes. I’m not here to mess with you. We’re friends, aren’t we?” the houndour asked. But Dallas still felt as if something was off. “In fact I’m here to help you out with that problem. I don’t really care about what gets you off but you’ve clearly got a problem about it. Poor good little Dallas, afraid that he might like guys, is it?” 

“Well, I just...never thought about it,” Dallas knew he was lying. Of course at their age he was aware of the things that made him aroused and he did his best to keep his attraction towards other guys a secret but that was pretty hard to do when being on a team with other full-bodied football players that got changed in the locker rooms and filled the place up with their sweaty scents after every practice. More than a few times the growithe considered snatching a jock…

“How about this? I’ll forget this whole thing happened if you just do something for me,” Scourge offered. 

“Well, what is it?” Dallas asked, knowing better than to agree right away. 

“Heh. While you were out practicing, I was making use of the gym. Got a good workout in and I could use some cleaning. I think your tongue ought to do.” 

“Wha- S-Seriously?!” Dallas stammered. 

“Not like I’m forcing you,” Scourge pointed out as he continued leaning against the locker. Dallas really noticed that Scourge was wearing a tank top that fully exposed his pit, its sweat-glistening fur and even from a short distance he could smell the strength of its musk. “Just do this one little thing and we’ll go back to how it was before.” 

“F-fine!” Dallas agreed. He figured doing this one-time thing would be much better than enduring Scourge’s teasing from then on. His friend was already so close to him, eyes focused on the dripping pit fur. If he truly wanted to, it would be so easy to just lean in…

Once he was close enough, Scourge took Dallas by complete surprise when he reached out and grabbed him. The next thing the pure fire-type knew, his face was directly pressed against the pit and he tried to pull away but Scourge already had him in a headlock-like hold, keeping the muggy space pressed firmly to the growlithe’s nose. 

“I actually skipped out on a shower the last time you smelled me but I made sure that I was good and ready for you. I skipped another and got a good workout in for added measure,” Scourge explained while his friend was groaning. Dallas had no choice but to breathe in the raw bite of Scourge’s unwashed pit, taking in the dense funk directly from its source. And just like with his friend’s crotch, Dallas was finding it hard to not melt from the rush that raced through him, making him feel tingly and a bit lightheaded but in a good way. 

Dallas stopped resisting it and instead willingly took in a deep breath, letting it all come to him before deciding to do as Scourge said, making the first lick across the sweat-logged fur, at first wincing from the harsh bitterness but he didn’t stop. In fact his tongue was extending and dragging over the same area, getting another full taste of it. Harshest upon the first lick, as Dallas kept doing it, he was starting to find more and more to enjoy in a strange way. He didn’t expect it himself but even with the harshness, the almost sticky sweat that was soaking into his muzzle, and the heat radiating from the pit itself...Dallas was becoming all the more excited, confirming his initial feelings. It started to click in his  mind. That there was something exhilarating about this, taking in the other male’s scent but also savoring his unwashed state. 

The change was very apparent; Scourge himself could feel when the licks and sucks on his pit were happening with more deliberate movements. Dallas was now fully and willingly working his muzzle on the other pokemon’s underarm, taking in every little bit that he could get, still having his nose so filled with the grungy musk while the tongue was lapping across the area to collect every little bit of salty tang. And the movements of his tongue were bringing an arousing comfort to Scourge in return, making him groan softly as well. 

And it didn’t stop at the first pit either. Once Scourge felt like the first had been taken care of, he moved Growlithe back and pushed him right into the other one. Dallas didn’t miss a bit, picking right up where he left off, savoring the tastes and smells that were back at their full strength. All on his own accord he took on the task of cleaning all the grime and sweat away, getting all the flavor on his moving tongue and smeared onto his snout as a result but throughout he was humming and huffing, letting the rush overtake him all over again. His whole body was tingling and by now his cock was fully hard in his shorts, throbbing with so much strength and leaking precum into his underwear. But even with that he was still focused on licking his friend’s pit, swirling and dragging his tongue all over until most of the remaining wetness was from his own saliva. 

“I think that’s clean enough,” Scourge said, pulling Dallas away again. “You know, you’re pretty cute when you’re doing what I say.” 

The next thing Dallas knew he was being led by a fire rope that he didn’t even know that Scourge made, being attached to the collar he wore around his neck. Scourged guided Dallas onto the floor while the houndour sat himself down on a bench, sliding off his flip flop and just casually planting his foot into the growlithe’s face. 

Right away, Dallas reacted to the strong yet appealing aroma that was pouring right out from the other fire-type’s damp and warm soles. Without hesitation, the striped canine inhaled and filled his lungs with the odor that was no less pungent but still unique in its own way, having some more dank tones than the more earthy pits. Feeling his mouth watering from the full force of the foot musk, Dallas let himself fall further into his growing enjoyment for the pokemon’s overall smell, making that clear by how much he was sniffing. 

Of course after getting his fill on just the odor, Dallas dragged his tongue out and over the toes’ underside, getting a whole new taste of the sweat that also had its own unique separate element that he instantly found appealing. Once he really got started, Dallas found it hard to stop himself, and Scourge certainly wasn’t going to stop him. Going across all the toes, the growlithe made a point to swirl his tongue all around them and in between. From there the fire-type went beyond and he started to lap the length of his canine tongue across Scourge’s sole, adding to the wetness of all his sweat with his own spit, giving Scourge another one of those arousing, tingling sensations. Dallas was taking his time too, going from toes to heel, going back and forth multiple times. For as much as he was already doing, the smell remained strong, giving him plenty of reason to keep going. 

“Man, it's like you just want my smell all over you,” Scourge chuckled as he watched his friend go about it. During that he was stroking his own cock, pumping his hand up and down over the shaft while taking in the feeling of Dallas’ tongue sweeping about. 

Once Scourge felt like it, he pulled Dallas up by the fire leash. A gasp came from the growlithe upon feeling the houndour’s throbbing cock pressed against his lower belly, smearing its own musk and precum into his fluffy fur. While he was so focused on that, Scourge took it upon himself to shove his muzzle forwards, pushing it right into Dallas’. 

“Ugh, your face reeks,” the houndour snickered but he still proceeded to shove his tongue past the other fire-type’s lips. Dallas’ eyes went wide as he realized that his first kiss was taken by Scourge. Despite the licking and worshiping he had just done, this was the thing that really had him stunned. But he also noticed the warmth spreading through him, and not just from them both being the same type, it was a kind of blossoming sensation that was making his whole body tingle. He again just embraced the feeling and started to move his own tongue against Scourge’s but the houndour was still taking the lead entirely. 

Just after breaking the kiss, Scourge was pushing Dallas back down again, presenting the growlithe with his huge shaft. The fluffier fire-type was just staring right into it with focused eyes, watching it throb just in front of his sweat-marked muzzle, leaking plenty of precum and bringing with it a haze of harsh cock musk that filled up the air, leaving Dallas to grimace a bit but there was also a sense of need surging throughout him. 

The tip of Scourge’s big cock was brought in so close that it was nearly poking Dallas in the nose. Dallas responded by openly sniffing at it and leaning in completely, smearing his nose in a layer of strong smelling pre. His tongue came out and got its flavor, causing him to hum before he even realized. That was enough to get him licking at the other pokemon’s tip, running his long and thick tongue over the rounded and leaking end. 

“Yeah, that’s it. You’ve always been such a good boy,” Scourge said as he felt the tongue’s movements, spreading its delightful heat and wetness. Then he was taken pleasantly by surprise from Dallas’ hand reaching up to wrap around his girth, stroking in time with the continued licking. While the tongue was lapping up all the precum that came out, Dallas’ hand was able to slide along thanks to all the sweat that coated the houndour’s shaft. 

Once he really got started, Dallas wasn’t intending to stop; collecting every bit of precum that he could get while inhaling more of the cock musk that was rising. Against his strokes he felt the pulsing, and heard Scourge’s moans becoming deeper just before the next throb got stronger and more precum was spurt right into his mouth, marking more of his muzzle as well from some of it spilling out. 

Dallas took things further all on his own, spreading his lips and letting the tip in, pushing his muzzle forwards to have the girth stretch them further apart. As the length slid over his tongue, Dallas got to taste more than just the precum, running his tongue along the shaft itself, doing the best he could to emulate what he saw in porn videos, even daring to push the tip further into his throat, making Scourge grunt and buck his hips, 

As it was getting pushed down, Dallas could feel his virgin throat getting spread around the girth. The hard flesh was firm against the surrounding walls, the throbs being all the more prominent in feeling, along with the rushes of heat from the precum getting spurt out. Scourge was groaning aloud while feeding his inches in, looking down at the growlithe that was taking it all, relishing the silky feeling of the warm, wet tunnel. And it got even better when Dallas swallowed against his cock. 

“Fuck, that’s what I’m talking about,” Scourge said, feeling his whole body trembling from how it felt. “I didn’t know you could handle that much right off the bat.” 

Dallas didn’t know either but there wasn’t much time to dwell on that when the musky cock was pulled back and then shoved back in. Without warning, Scourge started to use his friend’s muzzle as a sleeve to fuck, lubing the way with his leaking precum, shoving his muggy crotch into the sniffing nose. And once he got started, the houndour’s lower half didn’t stop moving. Dallas was enduring at first but he was able to collect himself and start licking against the length that was moving back and forth. 

“Fuck, you’re really loving this, aren’t you? Never imagined you as the slutty type,” Scourge panted. His words made his friend blush but he wasn’t stopping. In fact Dallas was moving his tongue about faster while also sucking harder. Even with his throat getting filled up, repeatedly humped into with a series of wet noises from all the precum that was spurt out, along with Dallas’ light swallows and gags. Scourge was gradually putting more into it, to the point that his balls were slapping against his chin. 

His voice echoing through the locker room, Scourge was pushing his way in further, rocking his hips at a faster pace, reaching his cock into Dallas’ oral depths, taking full advantage of the precum-lubed walls, giving Dallas the full chance to indulge in all of these new feelings for the first time and he was certainly taking advantage, all while Scourge was rutting his way into the hot and squeezing passage, all until it was just too much to stand any longer. 

Upon burying the whole of his cock length inside, Dallas was treated to the thicker, hotter, and muskier fluid that was shooting out with force, nearly gushing its way right down into Dallas’ stomach. The growlithe’s eyes went wide when the realization hit him: that he was drinking down another guy’s cum for the first time. There was a moment’s pause but after collecting himself, the pure fire-type took it upon himself to truly take another guy’s load, swallowing firmly as he felt the pulses and spurts, listening to the heavy pants that were coming from Scourge. His hands were out, keeping a rough hold on the growlithe’s head until every drop of his seed was given. 

The next thing Dallas knew he was pushed hard enough to roll on his back and he found himself with a foot on his chest, Scourge chuckling as he reached a hand down to pull the growlithe’s pants and underwear down, exposing Dallas’ cock that was also impressive in size with a thick knot ending it. “Yeah, I can work with this. I’ll give you your first lesson in how to be a real top. Better make use of it.” 

Dallas watched as the houndour got fully on top of him like when they were wrestling but Scourge pushed himself back, touching the striped fire-type’s cock to his hole, smearing the cum coating it all over his entrance. Scourge smirked again and pushed his way down, groaning as he spread his own ass around Dallas’ cock, making the football player moan out from feeling another guy’s tight hole for the first time. It already had him seeing stars while Scourge already enjoying the thickness that was spreading him. 

Sliding his way down, the fire/dark-type sunk all the way to the knot, groaning pleasantly from how deeply Dallas’ cock filled him as well, pressing down on his prostate while he remained in place. Dallas showed promise and Scourge decided that he could plant the seeds of dominance within the growlithe and hopefully they would grow and bloom into something he could use. Scourge wasn’t above admitting that it felt good inside of him, and it was evident by his own throbbing and spurting a line of precum that streaked across Dallas’ belly. Dallas’ cock was still pressing and throbbing against his prostate, rousing Scourge further. 

“Make sure you take notes,” Scourge chuckled before he started to lift himself and lower himself, making his walls slide against the cock’s thickness. 

Making use of all the cum that still coated his friend’s cock, Scourge was slipping himself up and down with more speed and ease and from there the dual-typed pokemon was keeping it up with controlled movements that had Dallas reacting to the continued sensations. One movement after another, keeping the sensations going and the pleasure going by extension, making Dallas’ cock throb which led to precum filling his ass as well. 

From there, Dallas felt the precum getting milked out of him, with was aiding Scourge further from there, pushing his body down fully with so sign of strain as he groaned, leaving Dallas to further reel from the silky walls that were squeezing from all sides along the way Scourge enjoyed the spots that Dallas was touching inside of him, but he didn’t want to just do all the work. 

“Let's see what you can do, Stripes,” Scourge said, prompting Dallas to keep things going from there on his own. 

Though taken by surprise, the other fire-type did feel an instinct within him that was compelling him to move so he let it guide him into rocking his own hips, thrusting upwards into the passage himself before pulling back like he saw in the videos. Of course his first motions came out janky and he applied more force and speed than he meant to but the pleasure that still came compelled him to keep going. From there he continued to move his hips and gradually got a sense for how to do it. Thrusting his way in would make Scourge’s hole squeeze on him and in return Dallas would let out more precum that further lubed the passage up. 

“Now you’re getting it,” Scourge said with some pride in his voice as he felt it getting better with time. The thrusts into him, his tender spots being pressed down by Dallas’ pumping cock, it was making the pleasure all the greater for him and he felt the added warmth and wetness of more precum filling him. Dallas made use of it by speeding up and applying more force in a way that was good too. As he did it, coming from Dallas were more dominant sounding grunts and growls rather than the gasps and huffs that came from him before. 

Dallas was taking things even further as he let that feeling within him guide his actions, rutting into his friend with more force but also reaching up to grip the houndour’s body. Scourge grunted from how it felt, adding to it by stroking himself while grinding against the shaft that would ram its way into him, now going at a pace and hitting the spots within him in just the right way. 

Scourge was purposeful in getting off first, baring his teeth as he shot his cum onto Dallas’ stomach, marking the other fire-type further with his musky seed painting the dark brown fur, leaving Dallas to feel the harder gripping of his tailhole that was guaranteed to get him off even sooner. And sure enough Dallas’ breathing was becoming more labored, his chest rising and falling with more intensity. Scourge timed it and lifted himself when he thought that Dallas was already pushed over the edge. He smirked and snickered as Dallas went wide eyed but couldn’t stop himself from shooting his cum onto himself, making an even bigger mess of his already seeded stomach, further streaking the dark fur with musky, sticky ropes. 

“Hehe. Don’t get ahead of yourself,” Scourge taunted. “After all, I’m gonna show you how it's really done.” 

He took advantage of the growlithe’s state, yet again changing his position by rolling Dallas over and getting on top, shifting his hips to line up his knotted cock with the other fire-type’s virgin hole. Pushing down, he pressed the tip of his cock against the rim but kept applying force to bury his inches into the other pokemon, making Dallas groan from the discomfort that came at first before the pleasure came in and Dallas found himself shaking because of it, moaning out as more inches were entering him, giving him the odd yet pleasurable sensation of someone else’s hard inches sinking in all the further, touching spots that made him react in ways he wasn’t at all expecting. 

“Man, you’re even tighter than I thought you’d be,” Scourge grunted as he started to thrust his way in, starting off with moving his hips in a rough manner, plunging the whole of his cock in deep, pressing his knot to the spread rim. 

Dallas was left reacting with a yip that surprised even himself, not just from the pace and strength of the thrusts, but also the way his body reacted all on its own from his prostate being hit. It had him reaching his hands out against the locker room floor, his body tensing from the spot being hit while Scourge was grunting on top of him, grinding his musky smell into the fluffier fire-type’s pelt, making sure that Dallas was repeatedly feeling all of his inches getting planted in deep. 

If all of that wasn’t enough, Scourge let out another growl as he unexpectedly took Dallas’ scruff in his jaws, acting with full dominance, giving it bites and tugs that made Dallas’ body go even more limp, giving the dual-type full reign to do as he wanted, keeping his knot and balls slapping against Dallas’ pair, reveling in the firm clenches that just kept coming. 

Scourge just knew what to do, leaving Dallas completely overwhelmed but through all the sensations that were coursing into him, the growlithe was still picking up on things: noticing the way that Scourge was moving his body, how he wasn’t going as hard and fast as he could from the very start. He was doing more and more to gradually take things a step further. Currently he felt himself getting filled multiple times while also listening to the wet noises of the cock plunging into his precum-soaked ass. 

Still tugging on the other canine’s scruff, going all the faster that was bashing the knot against Dallas’ rim all the harder, applying more and more strength to make the other pokemon’s rim stretch all the further out and Dallas gasped when he felt his rim starting to expand all the further around the unyielding, throbbing bulb. While doing this, Scourge was growling dominantly, still tugging and even drooling against the scruff he was still holding onto, using more strength and all the precum to thrust in much harder, doing so with a few pumps, leading to a much louder growl from Scourge and a muffled howl from Dallas as he was knotted for the very first time. 

And following that was Scourge doing what he denied Dallas the chance earlier, having his cock locked in and it started to spurt hot ropes of seed right into Dallas’ core, giving him the first-time feeling of his getting marked and seeded by another male. It was pleasant yet strange, causing him to groan and squirm while his hole clenched against the rim, working to squeeze the whole cock and milk out more of its seed, filling him up further with the musky essence. 

It wasn’t until many minutes later that Scourge let go of Dallas and pulled his way free with a loud ‘pop’ that was followed by thick seed oozing out from the gape that was left. From them were the scents of sex, sweat, and musk, with it especially being all over Dallas. 

“N-not bad, Stripes,” Scourge panted. “You did pretty good. So I’ll let this stay between us.” 

Despite how embarrassed he was, the two were able to have a laugh about it and Dallas had instant access to the showers to clean himself up while Scourge decided to head out, already being satisfied with what they had done. He was also making plans to give Dallas more “lessons,” but would keep that to himself until they were ready. Left alone to get cleaned up, Dallas’ head was filled with all kinds of thoughts and prolonged excitement that kept him wondering about how things would be from now on. There was still some embarrassment but he was also inspired by what happened. He was even thinking about buying a fleshlight online so he could better practice from now on. And maybe even a knotted dildo too….