A Burning Desire Prologue: Kale (a Quilava) finds himself in a daze. Having worked a full shift, he gets home, tired. Little did he know, his late night routine was going to take a small detour. The clock read 8:30 as the sun disappeared over the skyline outside the window. The TV was playing a show I’ve seen about 100 times but I was fine with that. Fatigue began to set in. I stood up, yawning, and started to make my way towards my bedroom. Living in a third floor apartment was ok for my brother and me. The neighbors weren't a nuisance so we were happy. I walked down the hallway, passing my brother’s room which sits just before mine. As I shuffled by, strange noises came from the crack in the doorway. I didn’t know what I was hearing at first but my curiosity overpowered my urge to sleep. I inched closer to the doorway as the sounds got louder and more distinguishable. The smell hit me first, the aromatic scent of it made me freeze in my tracks. It was my brother and he was having his way with another Pokémon. I don’t know why but it took me by surprise, if anything else. I mean, he’s had his way with me before. It might have been the lateness of the hour or maybe...I was a little jealous. I tried to make out the figure underneath my brother but…he’s so big! My brother Riley, a Typhlosion, standing almost double the size of me, practically covered the guy. All I could make out was a few shades in his fur. I noticed some red and yellow but that's all I could see. It was when I heard a harsh grunt and a moan that it truly dawned on me. My brother had just penetrated him and they had only just begun. I instinctively let out a faint moan but quickly covered my mouth. It wasn’t too loud but it still made me jump. The creaking of the bed, the noises coming from them both, and the aroma kept me in a daze as I watched it all. At no point did I realize how bad of an idea this was. As the sweat began to drench the fur on my face, I looked down between my legs. My member was fully erect. Twitching and dripping with fluid, I grabbed it without thinking twice. I exhaled deeply, instantly realizing how sensitive it was to my touch. With my other hand holding my weight against the doorframe, I began to rub it, feeling every stroke as if it were my brother doing so. The sounds and sight of Riley pounding away were enough to get me going, but the aroma was an added bonus. Time slowed down almost instantly as the atmosphere inside that room completely enveloped me. There was no stopping at this point. It must have only been about half an hour but it felt like a whole day. Riley was getting close. I could tell because his pace quickened as his groans became more guttural. My pace quickened alongside his and it was getting more and more difficult to edge myself without going over. Riley’s partner, who’s moans had become so much more erotic and pleasure filled, was practically yelling for more. “Shit!” I said under my breath. I almost came. I wanted to time it perfectly. I stepped away to catch my breath for a moment when I noticed my brother shifting his weight against his partner and whispering in his ear. He definitely knows how to sweet talk you, that's for sure. “This is it!'' I muttered. I regained my grip, ready to release all that I’ve been holding back. I don’t think my brother realizes how forceful he is because in his last thrusts, he practically shoved his partner into the wall. In a moment of pure bliss and sexual euphoria, I orgasmed while moaning Riley’s name. With the amount of moaning in pleasure and pain Riley’s partner let out, I was pretty sure he managed to knot him. I wanted that. It must have been about 8 jets or so of pure spunk I released. I managed to cover both the bottom of the door and the floor with it. “geez” I said to myself looking at it. My legs were shaking enough that I had to take a seat. Without a care in the world, I sat down next to the doorway, still breathing heavily, wishing that Riley’s partner had been me. I must have been day dreaming a bit because I didn’t realize that Riley got off the bed and was making his way towards the door. By the time I noticed he was moving again, it was too late. He opened the door and almost stepped in the puddle I made. He looked at me, fur matted with sweat, but didn’t make a sound. I stared at him. Having turned to the brightest shade of red, I covered my face in embarrassment. “What have I done?” The thought raced through my mind over and over. It was then I felt his hand on top of my head, gently patting it. “Hey, it's ok…I’m going to go take a shower alright?”. He said those words as if nothing happened. As I heard him walk towards the bathroom, I lifted my head up to look at him. We’ve done this so many times before but for some reason though, I was still embarrassed. I love him more than anything. With the shower running, my mind shifted. I was still curious. “Who was the guy he was with?” Although I was reluctant to turn the corner and check, I mustered the courage to do so. He fell asleep. I mean, I would too after all that. My legs were still a little weak as I stumbled into the room with the false premise that I wanted to get something from my brother's dresser drawer. I had that idea, just in case he woke up. "Like, that’s going to help". I almost said that outloud. When I got to the dresser, I turned to look at him. At least my eyesight wasn't bad. He's a Blaziken, but in the end...I didn’t recognize him. TO BE CONTINUED?