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It was a rather slow day on the farm, leaving its guard dog, Gordie to laze about in the warm sun. The chubby granbull had been lying on his back as he slept but he was roused from his sleep, letting out a yawn and stretching his limbs. Suddenly the warm sun was blocked and the comforting warmth was replaced by a cool chill. Slowly an eye was opened and what he saw made him jump.

He yelped, scrambling onto his paws while the one who disturbed him just laughed. "That's not funny, Jun!"

"Pretty funny to me..." Looming over Gordie was a Hisuian Typhlosion, still chuckling from the sight. The fairy-type was so easy to scare and him being the pokefarm's resident guard dog made it even funnier. It was easy for him to just waltz onto the farm's property. "Don't you have a job to do?"

"Yeah, like kicking you out?" the bulldog-like pokémon challenged, growling as he stood on two legs.

"Oh really?" Jun asked, leaning down to meet the other 'mon's gaze. He towered over the four foot canine, a wisp of flame leaving his lips. Gordie shuddered, able to feel the ghostly presence that came from the other pokémon.

"Uh, w-what are you even doing here?" Unable to back up his display of defiance, Gordie backtracked and changed the subject, averting his gaze.

"You don't mind if I take a sack or two, right?" the fire/ghost-type asked, referring to the sacks of freshly picked berries that were in waiting to be sent to local markets. Part of Gordie's job was to watch over them...

"I... I can't really stop you can I?" the granbull admitted, his tone heavy with defeat. Jun chuckled and patted his head, calling him a "good boy" as he walked by. Gordie groaned to himself, watching the intruder raiding the fresh product. Jun picked out what he wanted and came back, hauling the full sacks.

"Thanks, bud." He tossed one towards the fairy-type. "Grab it and follow me." He kept his tone soft and smooth but breathed another wisp of flame to make himself clear. The timid canine nodded and picked up the sack, joining Jun to haul them off and away from the farm.

"I'll never understand how they chose you to be the guard dog but I sure am glad they did," the fire-type chuckled, flicking one of the berries into his maw.

Gordie said nothing, following behind the typhlosion, further away from the farm and towards the nearby forest. He gulped as the tall tree's shadows loomed over him. They ducked into the thick foliage and didn't stop until their destination was reached, Jun's hollow, being a den carved from the trunk of a massive tree, the thick leaves overhead draped the area in thick shadow, fitting for the frequent thief.

"Ah, home sweet home..." Jun sighed, heaving the sack over his shoulder before looking back at Gordie. "Come on in." The other pokémon followed close behind him, entering the nearly pitch black den. A source of light came from the fire-type himself, protruding flames from his back. Looking back at the clearly nervous canine, as he dropped the sack. The following thump made Gordie jump and whimper, dropping the one he carried in the process.

He approached the trembling granbull, amusement growing as he felt the fairy-type's fear building. Gordie stepped back but Jun just kept approaching until his back was pressed to one of the bark walls. Again, the typhlosion loomed over, wearing a smirk as his paws gripped the short male's shoulders, keeping the other pokemon pinned to the wall. A puff of almost too hot breath was puffed on his face, making the bulldog wince.

Jun was clearly amused, finding continued enjoyment in making the purple canine squirm. In their current position, the fire/ghost-type's 6ft frame towered over the pure fairy-type's 4ft form. A yelp of fear came from the bulldog pokémon, suddenly seeing Jun's maw opening, giving him the added sight of sharp teeth. The badger pokémon lunged forwards, roughly shoving his muzzle into the canine's. Gordie's gasps and whimpers were muffled not only from the sudden kiss; a thick and hot tongue was already sweeping along his own mouth, first getting a taste before plunging the fat muscle down the other pokémon's throat.

It was warm, very warm. The granbull wasn't sure at first but as the one sided kiss drew out, he became certain that the fat tongue was steadily heating up, a product of the fire-type's building excitement. Though the sentiment wasn't returned, that didn't stop Jun from passionately tonguing Gordie's throat, enjoying the soft and warm throat that surrounded his tongue. The groans from the bulldog pokémon were getting louder and he finally opened his eyes, realizing that his tongue was nearly hot enough to burn. While exploring the other male's mouth, Jun had lifted Goride up to his own height. Just as he tugged his tongue free, the typhlosion let go entirely, letting the purple 'mon fall to the ground.

Gordie was left there to gasp for breath, also feeling the sting of heat. There were many reasons that the granbull feared Jun. For starters, ghost-types always freaked him out. But there was also the starter pokémon's fire capabilities. Jun had a habit of using heat to torment the granbull.

While his guest was finally getting a grip, Jun had the time to get a chair. He got himself comfortable, sitting down with his legs spread. That gave view of his rather fat balls, being a sight that the fairy-type couldn't ignore. And paired with it was Jun's cock, making its appearance via protruding from his swollen sheath. Gordie gulped and tried to get to his paws, but he was stopped by, of all things, another pair of paws.

The typhlosion's footpaws were pressing and kneading at the chubby granbull's belly before moving up to his face. Of course they were heating up, not to an extreme degree thankfully. But it was enough to bring a sheen of sweat to the footpaws. They rubbed over Gordie's face. The canine pokemon shuddered from the touch, trying to ignore how comforting it was. Also betraying Goride was his sensitive nose, picking up the strong musk that clung to the paws. The sweat did well to rouse the bare paws' potent smell. Much to his own embarrassment, a series of sniffs were given to the damp surfaces, further enjoyment being gained from having the odor being rubbed into his muzzle fur.

"I don't why keep pretending to hate it..." Jun mused. The hisuian starter spied the cock that rose from Gordie's sheath. With hindlegs spread and him being distracted with taking in the smell, his fully exposed length was just begging to be played with. The smelly footpaws were taken away and a sense of disappointment came over him. But it didn't last for long, the warmth came again, this time being centered on his hard rod. He yelped and squirmed again, this time feeling the instantly pleasure of warm sweat-soaked soles pressing to both sides of his shaft. "Not much of a guard, but you make a pretty good foot-slut."

An unsuccessfully restrained moan was given in response. The pleasure got to the fairy-type very quickly. On the farm, he wasn't one to get very lucky. Most of the time he had to rely on himself for pleasure. Having the wet paws grinding along his shaft was one thing, but the heat that enveloped his shaft brought another layer to it all. Those two factors met perfectly with the fact that Gordie was a bit pent up, having not tended to himself for a few days now.

His moans filled the tree's hollow, being unable to hold the noises back. Jun wore an amused smirk on his face, watching his paws sail up and down the rigid flesh while stroking his own cock. A product of his big balls, a thick line of pre was already running down his shaft. He smeared it along, using the fluid to give himself added pleasure. Groaning in delight, the fire/ghost-type pumped his feet up and down with more speed, pressing his soles even closer to the canine cock. Gordie was producing precum as well, making it all the easier to stroke him off. Jun basked in the pleasured moans that came from his "guest." His feet were steadily getting messier and so was his cock, now slathered in the steady ooze of his own pre. It came out hot and musky, pumped straight from his heavy nuts.

Sliding from tip and all the way down, Jun gave attention to the clearly throbbing knot. It was naturally rather thick compared to the rest of his length and teasing it made Gordie groan and hump between his sweaty footpaws. It was pulsing hard again, squirting a fat string of precum between the fire-type's toes. He continued humping, whining and growling with clear desperation in his voice. But the typhlosion wouldn't let the granbull get off that easily...

"Not so fast, doggy..." Jun taunted playfully. He pulled his feet away, strings of warm fluid still clinging to the musky surfaces. A needy whine came from the chubby canine. Having a plan in mind, the fire/ghost-type lifted himself from the chair. But he didn't intend to go far. Gordie was expecting to be left even more pent up than before. But Jun was literally on him again. A muffled groan came from him as the bigger pokémon was now comfortably sitting on his face.

A shiver ran through him. Jun's body was now cold, as if void of heat altogether. More weight was pushed down upon him.

"Looks like I'll need your help in heating up again. From the inside..." Jun hinted, shifting his backside. His hole was ground against the granbull's lips. Getting the message, Gordie pressed his lips to the soft hole, giving it a few kisses. A small purr came from the badger pokémon, a bit of heat returning to the dual-type's body. This motivated the fairy-type. It wasn't as if he could move, being weighed down by the bigger male using him as a cushion.

In hopes of getting Jun to at least finish what he started, the granbull put his tongue to use. It at first lapped at the musky rim, getting a taste of sweat there was well, being even stronger than before. His nose was bouncing, nostrils flaring as he sniffed at the now wet hole. Despite how scared he was of Jun, the allure of pleasure and musk compelled Gordie to go ahead with the actions. After giving some attention to the soft entrance, the granbull finally eased his tongue inside, hearing Jun moan out from the slow penetration.

At the very least, the fairy-type had quite the length of tongue to work with. It slid deep inside of the soft passage, licking just the way that Jun liked. More heat came as a reward, further encouraging Gordie to keep licking inside of the dual-type pokemon. The typhlosion huffed, a puff of smoke streamed from his nostrils. He had to admit that the scared dog was doing well for himself. Another low moan left him as he made himself comfortable, spreading his legs once more. At this point, the entire tongue was sloppily lapping inside of him. Clearly, the granbull wanted to be done with this, or was perhaps looking for his own release.

Either way, Jun was looking to take care of his own needs as well. The pleasure from the licking caused his own cock to twitch, responding to the generous touching of his prostate. Wrapping a paw around his dick again, he let out a deep moan, watching as thick lines of his own precum oozed out, tricking down to coat his paw in it. Unashamedly, Jun pumped his tool, milking more fat ropes out of himself. He was getting close...

Knowing it would be cruel to leave Gordie in a state of desperation, his footpaws were again pressed and stroking at the canine's length, pumping up and down with the same vigor he had before. He could hear the granbull moaning underneath him, squirming as well. The thick tongue was still licking deep inside, teasing all of those spots that helped him further along. More weight was put down on Gordie's face. The bulldog pokemon was moaning against his ass, responding to the skillful jerks to his cock, being done faster and with more pressure, matching what the typhlosion was doing to himself.

Gordie licked with all he had, enduring the stroking of the musky footpaws. They slid up and down, from the tip to base, rolling over the knot as well. From the feeling alone, Jun knew that the other pokémon was close to his limit as well. In a sense, they were now working together, getting each other closer and closer to the edge...

With a final slide and caress of the knot, and a strong lick deep inside of the dual-type, the two of them cried out, being pushed past their limits. Jun's voice was heard more, echoing off the walls of his hollow. The pair of pokémon came hard, both shooting fat ropes of their cum all over the ground and onto each other as well. Having his massive balls, Jun had quite the lengthy climax, spilling a wealth of seed that coated both his and Gordie's lower halves. From the fire-type, the cum was hot and soaked into their pelts, making the both of them reek heavily of fresh musky seed.

It ended with the badger pokémon panting heavily, taking some time to catch his breath before lifting his sticky body up from Gordie's. The bulldog pokémon was panting as well, him smelling more of Jun than himself.

"Good boy..." Jun said, giving the other male a smile. "I'll let you go for now, but the forest's not too far away. Remember that..."

The fear returned to the granbull. Even while his pelt was heavily marked, he stood up and proceeded to run from the massive, shadow-laden tree, making a beeline for the farm once more. All the enjoyment he had with Jun was forgotten, being replaced with an already setting in dread, knowing that he would soon see the fire/ghost-type again...