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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Pocket_Monsters_|_Pokemon_-_All_Media_Types, Pocket_Monsters_|_Pokemon_
      (Anime), Pocket_Monsters:_X_&_Y_|_Pokemon_X_&_Y_Versions
  Relationship:
      Satoshi/Citron/Shota_|_Ash_Ketchum/Clemont/Shota
  Character:
      Satoshi_|_Ash_Ketchum, Citron_|_Clemont, Shota_-_Character
  Additional Tags:
      Sleep_Sex, Threesome_-_M/M/M, Underage_Sex, Shota
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-06-20 Words: 2243
****** Not Only You and Me ******
by seatrooper
Summary
     While traveling with the group, Shota-kun decides to join Satoshi and
     Citron in their tent to do some research
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
With the Kalos League on its way and Satoshi getting ever closer to gaining all
his gym badges, trainer Shota could never leave him alone for very long. The
younger boy wanted to gauge every thought in his senpai's head and every
emotion he felt, logging them in his notebook to research later to improve his
battle technique. But more importantly, he loved spending time with the boys he
looked up to.
It was late at night and everyone should already have been asleep. Satoshi and
Citron in their tent, Serena and Eureka in their's. Shota, who caught up with
the group and decided to stay with them for a few days, was fine in his
sleeping bag outside. He was in his normal sleep wear; only a loose fitting
pair of boxer shorts, as he approached the boys' tent. He hesitated, thinking
it might have been too late to bother the older boys with this, but when he got
to the flap he heard noises coming from inside.
He became excited. Satoshi and Citron were close friends, so they were
undoubtedly up late talking to each other. Probably about exactly what he
wanted to discuss with them! In his excitement he began unzipping the flap and
only when he was halfway inside did he announce himself. He instantly regretted
this because he was welcomed by Citron-sama, looking up at him horrified and in
the middle of thrusting his erect penis into a sleeping Satoshi's mouth.
"S-Shota!"
"Ahh, sorry for the interruption?" was all Shota could think to say. He still
stood frozen at the mouth of the tent.
"Close the tent, hurry!" Citron shouted and whispered at the same time.
Shota jumped into the tent and zipped the flap shut, which he also regretted
because now he was trapped in this situation. Citron didn't move until that
point. The front of his sleeping gown was entirely open. Shota noticed he
didn't wear anything under it. Citron backed up and pulled his shirt closed,
not that it mattered now that Shota saw his entire body. In fact, that's the
only thing the younger boy was focused on until it was covered up.
Neither of them said anything. Citron was too embarrassed and waited for Shota
to start yelling at him, telling him how sick he was. And he did break the
silence.
"You... what were you doing to Satoshi?"
"Shota, it's not as bad as it looks. Satoshi and I... we have this kind of
relationship."
The younger trainer didn't seem to understand.
"We're together. The two of us... we're boyfriends. We do this kind of thing
often."
"You do this to him in his sleep often?"
"Well. No. We're both usually awake, but he passed out before we could do it
tonight. So I just, um, did it anyway!"
Surprisingly, things got even more awkward than they already were. Citron
wasn't sure if Shota even believed him.
"You and Satoshi have sex, huh."
"A lot, yeah."
"You know, seeing the two of you together all the time, this makes a lot of
sense. In the back of my mind I figured at least one of you had to be gay. I
was hoping Satoshi was..." Shota looked at the sleeping boy, lost in thought.
Citron looked at the nearly naked boy sitting in front of him. He always wore
several layers of clothing, including skin tight spandex. It's not surprising
that at the end of the day he'd wear as little as possible. But now Citron was
able to see what he always had covered up. He was small, slim and very cute.
The embodiment of his name. That's not the only thing Citron noticed. Shota was
raising a tent of his own.
"Do you like Satoshi?" Citron wondered out loud.
Shota tore his eyes off Satoshi and blushed a little "A bit, yes. Satoshi is
incredible. I was kinda hoping for a chance with him too one day, but I would
never act on these feelings. He is better than me in every way. I'm no match
for him. And now that I know he's with you, I'm a bit disappointed that I'll
never get that chance.
"I wouldn't say that." Citron smirked, an idea forming in his head.
"Huh?"
"Satoshi is a heavy sleeper, you know."
What the gym leader was proposing was clear. Shota's heart raced.
"But aren't the two of you together? Isn't this a bad thing?"
Citron laughed "This isn't our first time sharing. I know Satoshi is okay with
it. And I can't count how many times he's woken up in the mood and done the
same to me... only unlike him, I wake up every time."
Shota was unsure of what to think or do. Not only had he never had sex, but he
never imagined his first time being like this. But it was Satoshi-san. How
could he refuse? His dick was certainly in agreement. "What-" sigh, he was out
of breath already "what do we do?"
They didn't have to open Satoshi's sleeping bag, it was always open from the
boy tossing in his sleep. Instead Citron went straight for the shorts. Grabbing
them by the elastic, he yanked them down past his thighs and Shota got his
first look at his senpai's glorious meat. His dick was still hairless, and even
while soft it looked impressive. Bigger than his own in any case.
Shota was content with just this view, but Citron grabbed that soft cock and
began pumping. Satoshi moaned and shifted his arms, but didn't wake. It didn't
take long for him to stiffen up. That's when Citron bent over and wrapped his
lips around the tip, bobbing his head slightly and swirling his tongue over it.
Shota was astonished at what he was looking at. He caught a stream of drool
that started leaking from the corner of his mouth and wiped it away with the
back of his hand.
Citron came back up soon after, his own saliva strung from his mouth to the now
rock solid dick. The foreskin was pulled back to reveal a slick, dark pink
head. It looked even bigger now. Bigger than any boy his age should be. Shota
studied it for a bit. It twitched now and then, but didn't look like it would
lose hardness until it was thoroughly satisfied.
Shota gave a quick glance at Citron, who was sitting back, patiently letting
him make the next move. So he sat back and removed the only piece of clothing
he had on. Any sense of shame or embarrassment lost to the moment. Tossing the
underwear aside, he crawled over to the sleeping boy, sat over him and pressed
his own erection against the one under him. Just as he thought, Satoshi's dick
was bigger. About two inches longer, yet only a little thicker. Satoshi's skin
was dark like his, but a different shade. It was redder, more of a hazelnut
than his chocolatey brown. He'd never thought about it until he was able to
compare them closely like this.
Citron looked hungrily at Shota's small cock, thinking it was as cute as the
rest of him. He reached over, grabbed Satoshi's dick again and Shota's as well,
gripping them softly and stroking them against each other.
Shota yelped. It was a strange sensation, but it felt so good. Shota had
masturbated often before. He had started not very long ago, before he left home
on his journey. But this felt immensely better than doing it himself. He said
nothing, letting the blonde continue, gradually increasing his speed. He
thought about how good it felt, having someone else stroke him. About being
pressed against Satoshi like this. It was too much. He released his load,
spraying over Citron's fingers and Satoshi's tank top, and fell backwards on
the floor of the tent. Feeling a bit light headed, he sat there for a minute to
regain his senses.
"Sugoi..." was all he could say.
Citron wiped his fingers off. That amused him, but also got him ridiculously
turned on. He slipped open his night gown again and removed it completely, then
grabbed a small bottle from his pack and moved over to his still unconscious
boyfriend.
Shota, being able to speak again said "Satoshi didn't come, did he? We need to
do it again." he watched carefully as Citron poured some of the contents of the
bottle over Satoshi's erection. It was clear and looked like glue, but Citron
gave the dick a few strokes to spread the gel evenly, then reached behind him
and wiped the remains in between his cheeks. Anal sex. Shota knew about, but
never saw it. He never stuck fingers or anything in his butt either, finding
the idea of it unappealing and not pleasurable at all.
"Oh, he will. And so will I." Citron finally said. "Sorry, but I figured this
would be too much for you. And I just really need this inside me right now."
The gym leader straddled Satoshi's waist, balanced himself on his knees and
gently guided the hard member inside him. He slowly moved his body up and down,
easing onto it and eventually he was able to swallow the entire thing. He
quickened his pace, slowly still at first, then worked up to hammering down
hard.
Shota watched the whole thing. Citron was panting heavily and seemed to be
enjoying it. Maybe one day he could experience this different kind of pleasure.
Maybe as well with Citron and- or Satoshi. He got on his hands and knees and
crawled to face the blonde, whose eyes were shut tightly in concentration. His
stiff dick bouncing lightly out in the open air. The foreskin was still tight
around the slightly exposed pink head. It looked about as big as Satoshi's, if
not slightly smaller.
Shota looked at it hypnotically, glad that he was now able to get a better view
of it. Without thinking he reached out and wrapped his fingers around the
shaft. Giving it a squeeze at first before stroking it rhythmically.
At this, Citron's eyes flew open. "Oh! Shota! That- don't- nnnggg." He changed
his mind about objecting.
After several minutes, Satoshi began shifting in his sleep and moaning again.
He was close. With Shota's help, Citron was too. He decided to put an end to
this and jackhammered so hard that Shota was forced to let go. Soon after, as
he felt the pressure building within himself, he felt the heat of Satoshi's
load hitting against his insides. He shot his own load immediately after,
gritting his teeth to keep from yelling out loud. Either because Shota was
there watching, or that he was giving him a helping hand, Citron wasn't sure,
but that felt so damn good.
Shota watched the climax with held breath. Citron shot pretty fiercely. The
first stream hit the back of the tent. The next landed on Satoshi's face and
the last joined his own stain on Satoshi's tank top. Citron slid off lazily and
sat on the floor of the tent, breathless and disoriented, much like Shota was
earlier. The younger boy was amazed at what had happened. Not only watching the
two boys he respected the most having sex, (albeit, one of them being asleep
through it all) but he participated in it too!
Still completely naked and semi-hard, he opened the tent and ran out, returning
a second later with his notebook. He had to write down everything while it was
still fresh in his memory.
"That was so amazing!" he said as excitedly as whenever he and Satoshi battled.
Citron hadn't moved, but he laughed at that. "I see you enjoyed yourself. Now
you can say you've had your chance with Satoshi. And I can say I've had my
chance with you."
"Me, Citron-sama?"
"Yeah! I've been wanting a piece of you ever since you walked into my gym. At
first I was upset when you barged into the tent, but I'm glad things turned out
the way they did." They both smiled at each other.
"You guys are too loud."
Both Shota and Citron turned to the third voice, belonging the the boy they had
just violated. Satoshi sat up sleepily. His face and shirt were still wet with
globs of semen.
"Oh. Shit." Citron said and slid over to the far side of the tent. "When did
you wake up?"
"When I shot my load in you and you shot your's all over me."
"Oh. Uum, I'm-"
"Don't worry about it." Satoshi said, pulling his top off and wiping his face
clean, then tossing it aside. "Sounds like you two had a lot of fun. I'm just
kinda annoyed that I slept through the whole thing. You know, you aren't the
only one who wanted a piece of Shota-kun."
Shota didn't know what to say to that. Instead he blushed and looked at the
floor.
Satoshi was pretty much naked at this point, so he took off the shorts he had
hanging around his knees so he now matched the other two boys. In one move, he
got up and then flopped down on his belly in front of Shota before devouring
his penis and balls, which fit nicely inside his mouth. He began sucking
hungrily and only stopped to say "Tomorrow night, we're going to try this
again." and swallowed up the smaller boy's dick once more.
End Notes
     Thanks to everyone for being so positive with my first diodeshipping
     fic. Here's something I actually had the motivation to finish. I hope
     you all liked it as much as the last one.
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