Sex Battle

Sex Battle!
A Pokéboys story written by HunterBlackLuna


(7:45 PM, 20 January, 150 ATS
Barricade City, European Republic)

The lights were glaring bright, flooding the entire stadium with their brilliance and beating away the darkness that encroached from the starry sky. Crowds of spectators cheered and hollered, the din of the mostly female audience adding to the air of excitement as the second battle of the evening got underway in the East Barricade Stadium. Holographic signs lit up a huge scoreboard, which was displaying the day's Individual League matches.

The Tamers stood on either side of the arena. Both women were dressed up, in fancy dresses with pricey patterns. A lot of public battle Tamers felt the need to dress up as though they were at a Pokéboy contest, and that tradition was generally followed. The look in both of their eyes, however, promised much less neat and polite actions. They brought out their Pokeballs and tossed them out. The spheres split apart in midair, spewing beams of light that slowly materialized into their Pokéboys.

One of the boys was obviously inhuman, and looked like a crocodile hybrid, with a thick, pebbled green hide and rows of sharpened predatory teeth in his mouth. He was built very well, with layer upon layer of muscles and an iron-chiseled eight pack. All of that muscle seemed to flow in an oddly elegant way, though, and the crowd got a full view, as the Nilo was completely nude. This also allowed them to see the Boy's huge, flaccid cock. It was bigger already than most males could get while fully hard, and the crowd's admiring gaze only seemed to pump him up with pride. He flexed a bit, showing off flagrantly.

The other Pokéboy appeared a half-second behind him. He appeared to be no taller than an average human man, but he was also obviously not really human. His face was refined and shaped into a gentle sort of beauty that seemed impossible on a male, and the people in the crowd who had never looked upon a Druid's face before let out a collective gasp. That audible gasp was his cue to shed his obscuring forest-green robes, and reveal his chiseled musculature which, while smaller than the Nilo's, didn't give anything else up in a comparison.

These two powerful combatants weren't about to engage in regular combat; the crowd was here to night to see a hot and heavy Sex Battle. The prospect of one of these men mounting the other and forcing him to submit or cum nearly drove the masses of people to all sides mad with anticipation. The Nilo was known as an aggressive, powerful boy in sex battles, while the Druids were more a general-combat breed, but they had a capable knowledge of sex that would make it very competitive.

Neither of them disappointed the crowd. Staring each other down, and the frenzy of the crowd, was enough to get both of them hard, and their huge cocks were at full and proud attention for the onlookers. "Hey," The Nilo called out to the Druid, his words lost to all else by the roar of the spectators, "Don't take it personal when I fuck your lights out, pretty boy."

The Druid wouldn't baited or taunted, staring him down with ice in his eyes. He would obey his Tamer and bring this arrogant Water-type to his knees, one way or another.

The referee, a middle-aged woman, stepped up and pulled out a microphone. Her voice boomed throughout the stadium, silencing most of the spectators for a few moments. "This match is between Ash Williams of Normandy City and Stephanie Roth of Neo Berlin. It is a two-on-two official Sex Battle, under the Pacifist Strict ruleset. No attacks that solely deal damage will be permitted, and no item use will be permitted. Any attacks that have other effects besides damage or sex are permitted. Anything done in tandem with a sexual act is permitted. When there are ten points combined from both sides, the Tamers will be allowed to substitute their second Pokéboy in. Two points for each orgasm they cause, either theirs, or their opponents. Three points for knocking an opponent unconscious. The first contender to achieve fifteen points will be declared victorious. This match is being televised to the Barricade City metropolitan area under Public Battle Use laws. Are you both ready?"

"Yeah, I'm definitely going to savor pounding your ass, once we remove the stick that's shoved up there." He looked back at his Tamer, Ash, who had acknowledged the referee. "Here we go!"

"Gabino," Her voice called out. "Tackle, Wrestle, and use Deep Drill." It was a strategy with the subtlety, the elegance, and the power of an oncoming train. That is to say, one perfectly fitted for a Nilo. With an animalistic roar, the Pokéboy acknowledged the command and leapt forward, his muscular, long legs allowing him to bound across the arena, and the crowd began to get louder with the start of battle.

The Druid stood his ground, waiting for orders. Stephanie didn't disappoint, and inside of two seconds she was barking her commands. "Maor, use Root Sprout and hold him in one place! Then give him a blowjob he'll never forget while using Absorb to drain him."

He knelt, invoking his natural control over nature and summoning a set of roots to sprout up on the arena floor. The tangled brown masses writhed up, growing more and more, and then turned and lunged at the oncoming Nilo. They snared his feet, wrapping around them tightly and causing him to lose his balance and begin to fall forward. Maor ran up and caught him, returning him to a standing position, ensuring he was totally immobile and ready.

"What the fuck?" Gabino worked his leg muscles, trying to break through the tangles of vines. He could feel them stretch, unable to control legs that could swim oceans with ease. Before he could work his way free, though, Maor got onto his knees, grabbed the larger Pokeboy's enormous cock, and shoved it into his mouth.

The sudden feeling of being in the Druid's tight, warm mouth startled Gabino, and he stopped moving, looking down at the Pokéboy. Maor looked up as well, triumph in his eyes. He was deep-throating the swelled erection, and still couldn't get all of it in, but he made a valiant effort.

The squeaks and moans mingling with the roar of the frenzied crowd were a few of the women who had already begun to masturbate, using their Pokéboys or their own hands to finger themselves as they watched.

His tongue swirled about, running over the throbbing organ. Sing for me, dog. The Druid was obliged, and amused, to hear Gabino begin to pant and moan already. This encouraged him to suckle harder and keep licking, and he could feel the mountain of muscle and power quiver in his mouth. Everyone could tell that the Nilo was in big trouble. To increase the pressure still, he used one hand to rub the exposed base of his cock while the other crept over behind him and began to tease his ass.

Even while he was doing this, he began to use Absorb, draining away the very energy from his opponent. Maor felt invigorated, fingering his ass and sucking his cock with renewed vigor, while Gabino felt weaker and weaker, overwhelmed by pleasure and unable to muster to will to fight the Druid off.

Trapped and being steadily sapped of his energy, Gabino still held out for minutes, his impressive stamina allowing him to postpone the rising pressure in his groin. The tension in the air mounted as the Nilo's tamer continued to shout orders and encouragement, telling him to get out of there, to tackle the Druid, to do anything besides stand there as a captive. These orders barely registered in the Pokéboy's hazy mind.

Maor took a deep breath at the same moment that his enemy's first explosive orgasm hit, and the gushing cum threatened to choke him. He coughed, sputtering and removing the limp organ from his mouth and trying to swallow all of the salty seed. A look at his opponent cleared away any foul mood he had, though; the Boy wasn't on the same planet as everyone else. The Water-type fell to his knees, the vines anchoring him but stretching under the weight of the Nilo.

"That's two points," Maor whispered to Gabino, kneeling again. "For my next two I'll drill you like a little bitch, and we'll come together." Actually penetrating your opponent was considered a fairly risky strategy, given that depending on why the seme came, he could end up giving his uke the two points. However, if the uke was brought to climax, too, they could only break even and would therefore keep the advantage.

With this in mind, his Tamer didn't object as he turned the beast of a Pokéboy over, laying him out on his chest, and mounted him from behind. The cheering and squealing got even louder as he began to fuck his enemy, pumping his hips like pistons and driving his own considerable length as far and deep as it would go. The stricken Nilo tried feebly to get away, but the Druid gripped his hips painfully tight and kept him right where he was.

Each thrust sent dangerous shudders through Gabino. Maor raped him, savoring his adversary's very tight ass. He feels like a virgin. I bet almost nobody's been able to get where I am... I'll make him remember me. Every eye in the stadium was on him right now, and although he was stoic, he still enjoyed the feeling. He remembered what his master had told him about making the other boy come first, to make it clear who was controlling both orgasms.

Keeping a tight control on the slowly building urgency, he gripped Gabino's penis, which was already fully hard again and ready for a second orgasm. "Come for me," He ordered the bigger boy, pumping his shaft and feeling the erection expand even further. "Come for me NOW, Bitch." The feeling of domination was definitely getting to him. His words carried enough so that some of the crowd heard it, and they squealed, going wild. A few prolonged screams indicated that some of the masturbating audience had taken his instructions literally.

Gabino cried out, spraying semen from his cock and shuddering from his second climax. He tried to plead for mercy, for a break, but his pride choked it off. He wasn't going to give the Plant-type that one last satisfaction. He did scream as he felt one last slam from Maor before he came inside his ass. The feeling made his eyes go wide and he shivered as the sticky liquid filled him. "Fuck," He groaned, never having felt such a thing, a wave of shame and humiliation piercing the fog of his mind.

"The score is: six points for Roth, zero for Williams," The referee said.

Ash stared in sympathy and shock at Gabino. He had been thoroughly conquered by the Druid, and if she didn't do anything he was going to keep milking the weakened wreck of a Nilo all the way to ten points and force her second Pokéboy out. "Damnit, Steph, I liked you better when we kicked your ass."

"Sorry to disappoint," Roth sighed nonchalantly. "Maor really is a piece of work now that he's evolved, hasn't he? I got really lucky, most people can't get a Druid so early in life."

The tomboyish girl balled her fists. "This isn't over. Gabino, use that tactic we rehearsed!" The Nilo shakily got up onto one knee and used Mist. A hazy fog began to envelop the arena, giving him a chance to gain some distance from the Druid.

Maor tensed up, extending his senses and trying to feel from what direction the attack would come. Ash waited a suitable amount of time, and then gave a simple gesture. A feral roar ripped through the air, startling many people in the crowd and making the Druid jump in surprise. He managed to collect himself and spin around, roughly estimating from what direction the roar had come from. The sound of thumping footfalls from dead ahead confirmed his suspicion.

Shit, Ash thought, He shook off the Roar. "Pull back!" The Nilo retreated back into the mists, although those mists were already beginning to shrink. He's got a lot of endurance but that Druid is crafty as hell, and Gabino's going to get tired out eventually. Then it's over for him.

"Scared?" Maor asked, allowing himself a smirk.

As a response, the Nilo used rain, propelling hundreds of soft needles of water into the air and letting them fall. They began to splash onto the ground and swirled the receding mists about. The feeling of cool water on the Plant-type's skin was invigorating, and he took in a deep breath, about to congratulate the Water-type for making his enemy stronger. "Thanks for the-" He felt the charge and wheeled about, trying to Brace himself, but he didn't have enough time to prepare an attack or complete the Brace, and he took the Nilo's shoulder in his gut.

Gabino proved he had plenty of vigor left, tackling into the Druid and forcing Maor to the ground under his weight and strength, straddling him. The mists let up completely, and the crowd roared at the sudden shift in momentum. Maor bucked, using all of his power. Instead of futilely trying to force him all the way down, Gabino rolled, and Maor ended up turning to the sky, laying over his opponent.

Ash grinned. "Nice job, Gabino! Impale the fucker." Already short of breath from the tackle, Maor wasn't able to fully resist as Gabino sat up, forcing the Druid to fold his body to accommodate.

"Absorb," Stephanie commanded.

"Not this time," The Nilo said, lifting him up and then slamming his ass down onto his erection. Maor's eyes bugged out as the huge cock violated him, stretching his ass out with its length and girth in a moment of lancing pain and pleasure. "I am going to break you in half, you little wimp." The Druid's mind, such as it was at that moment, agreed, feeling he was in fact about to split apart from being fucked so hard. Gabino repeated the process three more times, each time using gravity and all of his strength to ram Maor down tighter. "I don't think you'll be able to absorb all of this."

Maor was in tears, and barely able to screech as he felt so much cum in his ass. The unspeakable mixture of pain, anger and pleasure set him off moments later, spewing another load of his semen out into the floor. The roar of the crowd crescendoed at the exciting and action-packed match so far. Ash and Stephanie locked eyes, but this time both of them knew who was quickly gaining the advantage.

Gabino wrapped his arms around the Druid, pulling him back with him as he laid flat against the ground. His grip was painfully tight. "Shit, man. Four for us... four plus six equals ten. I guess this is where we part ways, bitch. You're lucky I can't fully get even with you, because that was just the beginning of what I can do." The shivering of the slightly less large man in his grip made Gabino feel real good, and he let himself give in to exhaustion as the beams of red light claimed both of them.

The crowd was reacting very well to this display, and feminine squeals mingled with the masculine grunts of eager Pokéboys as almost half of the people were getting it on in some degree, even if it was just a Tamer giving a few hand-jobs while their wall-eyed Pokéboys admired the combatants.

Ash pocketed the ball, minimizing it and maximizing the other red and white sphere on her belt. "It's all up to you, now," She said, "Go, Ruedi!" As she tossed the sphere out and watched it fire a beam of white onto the arena in front of her.

The Pengguling formed, taking a look around. The boy was, as expected, totally nude. He wasn't as buff or tall as the last two powerhouses, but his body had a lean musculature, like a dancer. Most of his skin was also covered in rust-red hard armor plating, which was what had made the Ground-type famous for its defensive abilities. His penis, like the rest of his muscles, couldn't compare to the Nilo or Druid's, but it certainly wasn't tiny by any standards, and as he licked his lips one could see the long, prehensile tongue that would make up for it.

He spotted his enemy appearing, facing him on the opposite side of the arena. The Flamecat was humanoid, but his burnt orange skin, red furry ears and burning eyes gave the cat-type away. He was more muscular, and from the girth of his erect cock, Ruedi could tell the competition would be impressive. The two Pokéboys checked each other out, and then looked up into each others' eyes, glaring.

"Dig," Ash ordered, and Ruedi was beneath the ground in moments. The Flamecat looked everywhere, tensing up and preparing himself.

"Warm Glow, Trey!" Stephanie said. The feline began to accumulate a growing sphere of heat around his sleek body, his inner temperatures soaring. Stephanie watched Ash for any sign of an order or command, although she knew the Ground-type wouldn't be able to receive anything from his Mistress.

Three minutes passed. "He's got to breathe," Stephanie spoke up. "He's going to come out soon, and if he attacks he'll be so lulled by the warmth he'll be easy pickings."

Ash grinned. "Your little Trey's looking a tiny bit tired from his Glow already." It was true, the normally energetic Flamecat was both chaffing and wanting to bound around, as well as using up too much of his focus and energy on maintaining the stimulating warmth.

"He can still outlast your Pengguling."

"We'll see." She pointed to one of the sides of the arena, where the Ground-type suddenly emerged, bursting a hole in the dirt and gasping for air. "Catch your breath and Dig again, keep away from him."

Stephanie was obviously going to adjust her tactics. She had the advantage of communication with her boy, and she ordered him to stop using Glow and instead prepare to Pounce, which required no extra energy. The next time Ruedi surfaced he would be tackled before he could take a deep breath and go back into the earth. The crowd waited almost another three minutes, their palpable tension and silence only broken by the occasional grunting and moaning of impatient pairings in the seats.

The ground shifted and blossomed out, making room. "Now!" Trey leapt like a bolt of lightning, diving for the emergence hole, and landing flat on his face in the dirt. The Ground-Type emerged to the side, going over to the Flamecat and kneeling, extending his long and skillful tongue.

Stephanie knew in her heart that the match was over the moment that Ruedi's tongue made contact and wrapped around the Flamecat's cock like a snake. With great skill and power, the Pengguling demonstrated his ability to force three chain-orgasms from the feline. His mouth and face were covered in his enemy's seed, but there was no question that he was the victor.

"Here is your winner: Ash Williams of Normandy City!" The referee made her way over to Ash's side of the arena and held her hand up high as the crowd roared and applauded. The older woman backed off, as Ruedi rushed over to his Tamer and gave her a huge kiss, allowing her to taste the salty seed of their vanquished enemy. The tomboy shivered, melting into his arms, and she lifted her off her feet, carrying her out and into the backstage area.

Cleanup crews were hard at work cleaning up the mess and preparing the arena for the next match, and the announcers on the TV programs were furiously chatting and analyzing tonight's performance from both Tamers and their Pokéboys. East Barricade Stadium was certainly not finished; there were five more matches to go through the night, and all were sure to be packed with action and sexuality.


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Author's Note
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