“Put your heart into it! Lunge forward, arm thrust! Arm thrust! One! Two! One! Two!” Pikachu, Floragato, and Timburr were at the gym together, having planned to join up for an exercise hang out. But what they weren’t aware of was today being the gym’s monthly Group Fitness Guest day. Today, everyone who visited the gym during the special guest visit hours would be allowed to participate in a free group exercise with this month being Makuhita’s combat instruction.

“Hands up, paws up! Strike with the full force of your paw hand tentacle nub hand! Whatever you have, use it to the fullest! Hands, paws, forward thrust! Nubs, strong jab! Tentacles, swift whip! When you’re out in the wild, an adventurer, a traveler, those Mystery Dungeons are no joke! Wild Pokemon may be more docile outside of ‘em, but step in one and it’s dog eat dog! You take ‘em out or you’re as good as done for! You won’t go far in those dungeons unless you can FIGHT!” Makuhita’s open palm slammed into the sandbag with incredible force, knocking it into the wall with a loud crash, a magical barrier force preventing damage to the building.

Timburr was fairing very well to neither Pikachu nor Floragato’s surprise, him being not only fighting-type but also a regular at the gym. Floragato, however, was definitely struggling, being the string bean cat he is but Timburr’s continued encouragement and praises to the grass cat trying his best kept him going. “You’re doing great, hun! Don’t feel bad if you can’t knock it out of the park, put technique over power~ Outsmart your opponents with your amazing agility and you can chip ‘em down with that awesome rose yo-yo!”

“Haah.. I-I’m trying… hah… I’m not as strong and amazing as you..” Floragato was a heaving mess, caked in sweat and pressing his front against the sandbag in a bit of a vulnerable position that had Timburr blushing a little. He came up behind the cat and gave his ass a soft pat then wrapped him up in an affectionate hug with a kiss on the neck, not minding their sweaty bodies pressing together.

“You’re wonderful, dear. You’re trying your best and that’s what matters. We all start from somewhere and it takes time to get stronger. But you’re growing at a fantastic pace and I’m so proud of you~” Floragato’s cheeks flushed red, nuzzling up affectionately to his boyfriend.

“Aww, so cute~ You both are doing a fine job of this~” Pikachu complimented the couple, teasing them by squishing his cheeks and making a kissy face. “Now smooch~ Mwah mwah mwah~”

“P-Pikachu!” Floragato whined, face glowing with embarrassment. They were already all pressed up against each other in public, there’s no way he’d go making out in public!… Is what he would say if Timburr didn’t answer to Pikachu’s playful teasing by asserting dominance and locking lips with the cat. “M-mmh!?” Floragato’s eyes widened from the sudden kiss that ended as quickly as it started, a smirk on Timburr’s face as he let his lover go.

“Enjoying the show, Pikachu~?” He chuckled at the mouse who had a big, goofy smile on his face.

“Mmmyeees~” Pikachu chortled, not really surprised at Timburr’s initiative but loving the look on Floragato’s face.

“I’m a daredevil, a real sucker for taking dares~” Timburr pat his chest pridefully.

“Sounds like a Truth or Dare night is in order sometime.” Pikachu suggested, giving Floragato a nudge. “Eh? How ‘bout that? We get a few others and play it up, see how long it takes till someone’s got dick in their mouth~”

“I-it always ends up like that…” Floragato huffed, still flustered as ever. He did love those Truth or Dare nights though, it’s been a while since they’d had a big enough gathering for one but whenever they did, the night always ended in someone getting fucked or a full blown orgy.

“I could ask Makuhita. I actually know him pretty well~” Timburr smirked, raising his brow as if he had some dirt on the battle instructor. “He’s got quite the menacing aura bout him during lessons, loud booming voice full of power and authority and all, but outside of his teaching, he’s a raaaging bottom. I fucked him one myself.” Floragato’s ears perked up.

“You banged that guy?? He definitely doesn’t strike me as the type interested in sex but I guess professionalism does that, huh? I wonder what it was like, that sounds like a steamy show, two fighting-types having sex~” The cat purred at the thought.

“Oh I could tell ya, it’s a very vivid memory. Two fighting-types fucking is a very intense experience; with our muscle control, we’re able to intensify the experience for our partners when being penetrated, able to perfectly encase their cocks in a very firm vise grip. If you aren’t experienced in penetrating a fighting-type, we can milk the cum from you in literal seconds~ That’s how strong our control is and how good it’ll feel.” Timburr went on with his explanation of fighting-type Pokemon in bed. “Alternatively, when being penetrated by a fighting-type, it isn’t too much different from a normal-type at first, but we are naturally rough when we have sex, exerting power in every thrust regardless of pacing. It’s a real rut that’ll rock your world! You can imagine what it feels like then when two fighting-types go at each other, knowing exactly what they’re both in for..~”

[I]Heavy panting could be heard just barely under the loud SMACK and PLAP of vicious sex. In the backroom of the gym, Makuhita’s chubby, plump figure was bent over a couch, his large ass raised high for Timburr who slammed his lush depths repeatedly. His walls wrapped perfectly around Timburr’s cock in a constant grip and squeeze, choking that dick that tugged and fucked again and again. Were Timburr any other type than fighting, a grip as snug and strong as Makuhita’s would’ve been impossible to pull out of; he would’ve been stuck like a tied knot and wrung out at the mercy of this chubby sub who moaned like a bitch in heat.

Every thrust was perfectly synergistic between the two. As Timburr pulled, Makuhita clung, squeezing around him to try and keep that cock inside, maximizing sensation. As Timburr slammed in, Makuhita’s muscles relaxed, walls loosened for the plunge so he could grasp that fat dick at its base and repeat the entire process. Both males were in bliss, moaning out to one another, dirty praises and raunchy demands shared between the two. “You dirty whore, taking dick like a damn cum dump..~” Timburr growled into Makuhita’s ear, kneading roughly at that doughy booty. Its jiggle was like jelly, ripples trailing up that big ass each time he slammed home.

“Fill up my ass~ Fuck me, fuck me harder! Harder you pussy~!” Makuhita grunted out, slamming his ass backwards into Timburr’s thrusts. He growled and gave Makuhita’s large ass another smack, digging his fingers into all of his booty meat to fuck harder, slam him even rougher. The entire couch had began to creak from the sheer ferocity of their rut, both males moaning aloud, raunchy talk persisting between the two as if in a constant challenge to outperform the other. They were like rivals but the battle between them was aggressively violent sex, almost to the level of hate fucking were they not throwing in affectionate compliments to each other among all the horny insults.

“You want it badly, don’tcha!? Want this fuckin’ load in your ass, slut!?” Timburr smacked Makuhita’s ass again, biting down roughly on his shoulder and slamming him balls deep with cock. He let the horny male grind and clamp around him, milking strongly and moaning aloud, his own cock flexing violently, ribbons of seed pumping from Makuhita’s dick in a rough, hands free climax painting his extra virile seed across the couch cushions.

“Mmhffuuck yes yes yes Arceus YES! Bury it, breed me! F-fuckin’ fill my ass up like you wanna give me cubs!” Makuhita pleaded in submissive ecstasy as he came hard, grinding rougher against Timburr’s hips pressed flush on his huge ass. The violent massaging and squeezing from those silky soft walls were too much for Timburr, gripping down firmly at the slutty fighting-type’s hips and letting himself go.

“Nnhffuuck! You want it, sexy thing?! It’s [/I][B][I]aaall yours![/I][/B][I]” He nearly howled out with release, bursts of rich cream pouring deep into the tight confines of that hot Makuhita ass. Each spurt of cum was a buck of Timburr’s hips, remaining pressed balls deep and pouring as deep as he could within the milking depths trying to coax out every last drop of semen from Timburr’s hefty sac, all the while still painting a masterpiece of white across the couch. The two of them continued on in their heavy orgasm, so much cum between the two of them, were Makuhita a fertile male, he’d be impregnated five times over with how rich in virility and fertility fighting-types are. It would’ve been a full party of eggs minimum—a batch of six! It was already rare enough for any Pokemon to lay more than one egg at a time when pregnant so the thought of putting out an entire trainer’s party worth…[/I]

“Yeeeah, he took it like a champ, he sure did. Swear, he would’ve been a father of at least four kids if he were fertile. But… nope, just a real fun gay time between two horny guys~” Timburr finished his recital of their past experience, enjoying the deep red on Floragato’s face and Pikachu’s very knowing smirk, both males patching their respective tents.

“I-Ithinkwe’redoneherefortoday.” Floragato’s words nearly slurred into each other with how quickly he spoke, grabbing Timburr by the wrist and all but dragging him out of the gym. Pikachu smirked, knowing exactly what the two of them would be doing the second they stepped into the cat’s home. As for him, he’d just let his cock throb until it went back to its… ‘flaccid’ state. At this point, him actually going any kind of flaccid was almost impossible with his sex drive working maximum overtime to try and force him to fuck anyone and everyone to get all of this pent up arousal out. His self-control was improving incredibly, like his own personal gym exercise of sorts.

“I’m really getting good at this.”