Date: Tue, 9 Aug 2016 10:07:01 From: charlie.fenderson Subject: Pikachu is My Wingman Disclaimer: this story, is written only for entertainment and should not act as encouragement to reenact described actions; the story contains graphic scenes of sex between an adult and consenting teenager; if this topic disturbs you, do not read any further Author's note: the inspiration for this story came to me in a bus I take to work. on the seat across from me there was this cute young boy, trying to catch a Pokémon. He had trouble completing the task and when he finally succeeded, he looked at me and gave me a smile that truly warmed my heart. It was magical to have this tiny connection with him over something so simple; I would like to know what you think about this story and invite you to read my other stories that you'll find across nifty (links below); also please donate to nifty to keep this wonderful website going! Pikachu is my wingman I bet most of you have heard of or even played a new mobile game, Pokémon Go. And everyone of you must have seen bunches of teenagers running around your town with eyes glued to the phone, trying to catch little monsters all over the place. Although I'm 21 myself, I downloaded the app and enjoyed finding Pokéstops, setting up lures, training at gyms, etc. For a generally fit guy, this was a nice addition to my jogging routine. But the real fun began when I've once opened the game at my house. It was about two weeks after I started playing it. Before that, it didn't make much sense to me, since I thought Pokémon only spawn in public areas, to prevent people from trespassing. Only after I've heard in news reports that they were few cases of players being caught or even shot while playing on other people's property, I decided to try my luck. To my surprise, it not only worked. There was a Pikachu spawning every hour in the middle of my room! For those who aren't familiar with the Pokémon universe, it's that yellow creature with red cheeks. He was one of the protagonists of anime, so catching it became one of the biggest goals for the people who decided to play the game. From now, I felt like a guardian of the Holy Grail! Of course, I wasn't the only one who discovered this rarity. From that day, I noticed a lot of people coming around and standing outside our gate in hope that they'll be able to find the yellow Pokémon within their avatar's radar and catch it from the street, but none of them was able to. I liked to pause whatever I was doing (mostly learning for my finals) and stare out of the window to look at their frustration. Few idiots actually rang an intercom to ask if they could come in and catch it. They were mostly neckbeards that I didn't want to deal with, so I sent them away without giving it much thought. The guys I would actually let inside were almost always 'hunting' with their girlfriends or didn't have enough guts to use the intercom, so there was no chance of inviting them over either. Then, apparently, a rumour has spread that I'm an asshole and after a week or so the players eventually ceased to stop by my house. That was until yesterday. The finals were over and I was laying on the bed in my room, reading a book. It was about 11 AM, so my parents were at work. Suddenly I heard a ringing of the intercom. I walked up to the window and saw a boy with a smartphone, standing by the gate. I hesitated for a moment, not sure if it was worth to bother with him. Then I shrugged my shoulders. 'I'm bored anyways, why not entertain myself with a bit of small talk?' - I thought. I walked up to the intercom and pressed the button that opened the gate. Few seconds later, I heard footsteps and knocking. I opened the door and my eyes almost popped out of my head. Before me I saw a young boy. His skin was lightly tanned and he had a sprinkling of freckles on his nose and cheeks just below a pair of mesmerising dark blue eyes. His straw blonde hair was neatly combed to the right side. He was dressed in a simple white t-shirt with blue stripes and navy blue shorts, his silhouette mostly lean, with broad chest, and just a tiny bit of fat on his thighs and belly. "Hey, can I catch that Pikachu in your house?" - he asked me brazenly, forcing me to stop scanning his body and look back into his eyes. His thin pink lips were formed into a cutest smile I've ever seen. "Yeah, come on in - I said, a bit embarrassed - wanna something to drink?" "That would be cool! I've walked like 5 kilometres today!" As he followed me to the kitchen, I couldn't help imagining him naked on my bed. I swallowed hard. Ever since spring, when I fell asleep in a train and had a very vivid dream about fucking a 15 year old boy, I've started lusting after guys younger than myself. Until that day though I didn't have a chance to fulfill my fantasy. I mean what were the chances of a kid talking to a guy at least six years older than him? What business could a kid that age have with me? Well, thankfully Pokémon Go has changed that. People started walking up to each other and talking, regardless of age difference. After all there was a lot of things in that game that people could relate to. Rivalry, achievements, adventure. The only way to enjoy them properly was to brag to someone else about it. I wondered what strategy should I employ to get... Damn, now I realised that we haven't even introduced ourselves properly! "You know, it's pretty bold of you to just accept my invitation. How old are you anyway?" "Almost 14. Oh, and my name is Andy. Excuse me my bad manners." "It's fine - I waved my hand in a dismissive gesture - I haven't introduced myself either. My name's Chris. What team are you?" "Mystic of course!" "Of course? I'm not sure if I can help you then. I'm with team Valor! - as we entered the kitchen, I opened the fridge and looked at him over my shoulder - And the only thing I'm willing to give you to drink is vegetable oil!" "Oh come on! The competition between teams should be fair and friendly!" - he moaned with frowned forehead. "Friendly my ass - I answered with a giggle - enemy is enemy." "But I wanted to be on team Valor, I just clicked the wrong sign! Pleeease, let me catch that Pikachu!" It broke my heart to see him so miserable, even if I knew I was just joking. I smiled at him and replied. "It's fine buddy, I was just kidding. You don't have to lie about your favourite team. Is cranberry juice ok?" "Yeah, thanks bro." - he answered, visibly relieved. I poured juice into two glasses I got from the shelf and nodded my head, inviting him to follow me to my room. Once there, I placed the glasses on the desk, sat on the bed, and looked at him. He sat by me and looked around the room curiously. There was nothing interesting about it though. My parents aren't overly reach, so furniture was really generic, and my PC was rather outdated. There were few posters on the walls and lots of books lying around the place. Andy apparently shared my point of view, as he turned to me and asked "Do you mind if I catch it now?" "Nah, go ahead. Let me get the juice." It was now or never. Still feeling the warmth of his thigh on my leg, I picked up the glasses, turned around and walked back. Hoping that it would look like an accident, I tripped and spilled the juice in his direction. To save his phone, he threw out his arm to the left, so the liquid landed perfectly on his chest and belly. "What the fuck man?" - Andy shouted, more surprised than angry. "Holy shit! - I pretended to panic - I'm so sorry! Why do I have to be so fucking clumsy?" "Shit, what am I going to do? - he keeps whining - this will leave a stain!" "Take it off. We have to wash it as soon as possible. I'll put it in a dryer and in an hour it will be clean as a whistle." He looked at me with gratitude, nodded his head and without hesitation, took off his t-shirt . There wasn't a trace of hair in his armpits. After setting up the washing machine, I returned to my room. Andy was lying across my bed with spread legs, poking the screen on of the phone. I feasted my eyes upon his creamy thighs and pink puffy nipples. "Are you comfy up there?" - I asked with a chuckle. "Uh, no. My legs hurt really bad. Must be from all this walking." "If you'd take off your shorts, I could give you a massage - I offered boldly - you're bound to spend an hour here anyway. You might as well chill out for a bit." He looked at me alertly. I held my breath in suspense. "Can't you just massage me with my clothes on?" "I wanted to do it with cooling lotion. It would be more effective in easing the pain. You know, super effective!" Andy chuckled and relaxed a bit. "Fine, if you say so." He unbuttoned the fly and tugged his shorts down. Then he picked up his phone and sank back into the screen. I noticed his grey boxers with a nice bulge between his legs. His cock didn't seem to be hard though. `He must be huge.' - a thought went through my mind. Although I wanted to finally lay my hands on him, I first reached into the drawer and took out the lotion and a charger. "Grab this, Andy. And connect to my wifi. The password is 'big black dick', no spaces, last letters written in caps." He giggled and nodded his head with gratitude, then plugged his phone in the charger. Once I had him focused on something else, I squeezed some lotion, which I usually used for jerking off, on my palm and rubbed my hands together. Then, taking a deep breath, I touched him. Andy sighed deeply when I squeezed his calves and slid my hand up to his knees and then back down, all the way to his ankles. "This is absolutely amazing Chris! - he exclaimed, looking at me over his phone - Thanks so much for doing this!" I only smiled in reply and kneaded his left leg with both hands, then repeated the motion on the right one. Then I took his left foot in my hand and rubbed it with just my fingers. He let out small gasps of pain. "Oh shit! Sorry, this feels sooo good." "Come on, you can swear all you want. It's not like I'm your dad!' - I laughed. "Haha, not all adults are as cool as you. You're fucking cool, Chris!" I giggled, but the word 'adult' stung a bit. As a compensation, I moved to his thighs. Only looking at them was a true pleasure. They were somewhat chubby, full, and had creamy complexion. I applied a bit of lotion directly on them. Andy shuddered a bit at the sensation and flexed his muscles, but didn't look up from the screen. I was half hard for last ten minutes, but now my cock begun to turn into stone. With excited hesitation I hovered my hands over his flesh, closed my eyes and finally touched the sacred land. The skin was delicate and perfectly smooth. His thighs felt warm and strong. I was rubbing them, kneading with all my strength. I was panting and hoping he wouldn't look up and see that my face turned deep red. That my forehead was bedewed with sweat. That my nostrils were dilated, hovering just below his skin and delicately inhaling his unique aroma. The scent got stronger when I was moving up to his crotch. Over there it was clear. A bit salty and spicy, with a hint of soap. I didn't want to stop taking it in. But I was too afraid that he'd eventually look up and see what I'm doing. Or even worse, that I'd rip his boxers and fuck him wildly, unbothered by his screams and begging for mercy... I straightened up and cleared my throat to cut away from these thoughts. Andy looked over at me with puzzled look. "Why did you stop? And why is your face so red?" "Well - I chuckled sheepishly - I takes a lot of effort to massage someone properly! Also, I want to do your back now. Turn over." I was afraid that he'd protest, ask me what does his back has to do with his legs. But to my surprise, he didn't mind. Before he laid on his belly, I noticed that bulge in his boxers has grown a bit. Smiling to myself, I straddled his butt, careful to not touch his cheeks with my hard cock. With my hands coated in lotion, I grabbed at his shoulders and massaged his shoulder blades with my thumbs. He squirmed a bit and let out small moan. Then I ran my knuckles all the way down this spine, which caused him to arch his back. "Ouch! Was that really necessary?" "Sorry bro - I smiled broadly, even though he wasn't looking at me - it hurts now, because your muscles are tense." "Wow, you know a lot. Are you a professional?" "Mhm." - I murmured. The truth was, I was making all that shit up, well aware that Andy knows even less than I do. I kneaded his back with clenched fists all the way down, almost touching two mounds that were almost splitting his boxers. Then I rubbed him up to his shoulders, even sliding my fingers under his armpits and feeling his hotness. Then to entertain him, I tickled him a bit. He burst into laughter, let the phone fall on the bed and tried to grab my hands. "Hey! Stop this!" "I thought you were sweeeping." - I beamed at him innocently. "Like hell you did." "Hush - I chuckled, knowing that he was relaxed and at ease with my touch - let me do your chest." Without even considering it, he turned around and gave me a big smile. While changing positions, his boner rubbed my thigh and it was really big for a kid, more or less six inches. With tongue sticking out of my mouth and serious expression, I squeezed the bottle and poured lotion generously over his belly and chest. He kept staring at his phone, but looked over at me for a split second. "You're fucking crazy." "I'll drive you crazy too!" - I replied, sliding my hands from all over his tummy, ribs and chest. When I grazed his nipples, they hardened and he sighed, closing his eyes. I bent over him and enjoyed the feeling of Andy's hot breath sweeping my face. Through his parted lips, I could see his front teeth and a bit of the tongue. I wanted to kiss him, taste him so bad! However, not wanting to scare him away, resigned myself to gently rubbing his nipples with my thumbs, while keeping the rest of my fingers in the hot coziness of his armpits. I couldn't linger there forever though, there was so much more to explore! I especially enjoyed circling my open hand on his tummy. As I said before, he had a bit of baby fat here and there, that added to softness of his skin. Also, even though he was already going through his puberty, his body was still hairless. "You know Chriss? - he murmured - This lotion is amazing! I thought you were full of shit when you were saying that it will ease the pain, but it made it go away completely!" "Haha, I'm glad I could help you. - I replied softly - And it's good that you want to form your own opinion. Parroting others is lame!" "I know, right? It's sad though that you're almost finished." `You wish...' - I thought to myself. "Well, if you'd like to try, I could show you how good it feels on a dick." Andy stopped playing on his phone, and focused on me. I saw disbelief in his eyes and was afraid of hearing his reply. "Are you trying to get me to do gay stuff with you?" `Not at all! Just giving you a rub down out of courtesy. Jesus, how obvious this kid could get?' "Gay stuff? It's just natural that guys get boners during massage so some masseurs offer to give them a handjob to help them blow off some steam." "I'm not sure..." - he said, but bit his lower lip. I bet he was imagining cool lotion on his cockhead right now. "Dude, come on! Just close your eyes and pretend it's some hot chick from your class!" He hesitated for one more torturous minute. Then he laid back down, sank into the screen and said "Go on then." Not giving him a chance to reconsider, I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down in one swift motion. His hard dick slapped his pubic mound. He had no hair yet. I couldn't resist licking my lips in anticipation. I took him in my hand and pulled of his foreskin until his pink head was uncovered. I poured a dollop of lotion on it and moved my hand up. Andy moaned loudly. "Oh my fucking God, wow!" - he exclaimed and his body shuddered. I smiled to myself and continued stroking him slowly. Enjoying hardness of his shaft and softness of his skin. Without the cover of a fabric, his scent bloomed like a flower and hit me with new strength. I was lost in what I was doing, stupefied by incredibility of what was happening. Of course I dreamt about meeting a boy who'd be able to trust me and give himself up to me. Of course I did everything to pull it off. But never, not even when I began to massage him, have I ever thought that I'd actually see him naked and be able to touch him! I was rubbing my hand all over his boyhood. I squeezed and and tickled his smooth balls, I circled my thumb on his cockhead. I even teased his butt with my other hand and cupped a feel of his plump buttcheeks. His breathing was sharp and after a moment, something miraculous occurred. Andy threw the phone on the bed, propped himself on his elbows and started to pay attention to my efforts. He didn't look scared or overcome with guilt. I saw ecstasy and warmth in his eyes and gave him a reassuring smile, which he returned. "Uh, it feels so good. I'm not gay, but... I want to try more... stuff with you. Isn't that crazy?" - Andy whispered. "Dude, gay is only a label. If this feels good, why not do it? - I whispered back - No one's gonna find out anyway!" "If my friends will see that Pikachu, they'll know I was at your place." "Tell them I charged you with money. - I rolled my eyes at him - It will either keep them away, or make me rich." He giggled at the thought of pulling a joke on his friends and looked me straight in the eyes. "I like you Chris. Do you think I could see you again sometime?" "Duh! How else do you hope to evolve this Pikachu?" "And when I do that? Can I still come over?" "Well, let me give you another reason to come over here regularly" - I offered and without warning him, swallowed his cock to the hilt. He gasped loudly and grabbed a handful of my hair. At first I thought he'd try to pull me away, but he actually pressed my head down and moved his hips forward, as if he wanted to get me to devour him. It was so hot, that I finally yanked my shorts down, pulled my cock out of my boxers and started stroking myself. His cock didn't manage to penetrate my throat, so with my tongue, I started to lick around his shaft and suck. Then I started bobbing my head, closing my lips as tight around his shaft as I could. In that moment I felt glad that I was living in detached house. Sounds of Andy's moaning, my slurping and popping noise when I was kissing his cockhead echoed through the walls. There were also sounds of my coughing and choking, when I let him fuck my mouth, so that I was able to knead his bubble butt. Then I decided to put my middle finger in his rosebud. Andy must have liked it, as he moved himself up and down, faster and faster. For a moment I was even afraid that I would end up with a broken bone! Before that happened, Andy let out a few deep moans, dug his fingers into my scalp and groaned like a wild animal. He spurred his cum all over my tongue and throat. I let him out of my mouth and coughed a bit, raising my hands to cover my mouth. My cock bounced and rubbed against his leg. Andy's eyes widened and he sat up. He looked at my cock and then at me. I suddenly felt nervous. Did I finally manage to creep him out? "Shit, Chris, I had no idea you were horny too! I mean I had, but I kind of...didn't care." "No worries, buddy. This was all about you, I'm glad I could make you happy." - I replied, hoping that he would take the bait. "No Chris, I owe this to you. I should return the favour." "You don't have to. You're not in my debt." "Oh come on - he smiled at me - I know you want me to blow you, or jerk you off. I can see how hard you are." I burst into laughter. Transformation from a kid who didn't want to do 'gay stuff' to a kid who was eager to suck me went pretty quick. I shrugged my shoulders and told him: "You know what? I didn't get a good look at your ass. Could you lay down on your stomach for me?" His expression tensed momentarily. "You're not gonna fuck me, are you?" "No! I don't think you're ready for this - I explained quickly - I just wanted to rub your butt... with my cock, without putting it in. Just to get a feel of your ass." "Okay... - he said with bewilderment - well, after all you've done a great job. I guess I can humour you." A moment later I was looking at the most beautiful ass I have ever seen, and trust me I've watched tons of porn so stating this really meant something. Andy's globes were perfectly round and covered with light pink blush. I stroked it with my hand and closed my eyes to engrave this sensation in my memory. Then I straddled him, and gently distributed my weight on his back, with my dick nestled perfectly in Andy's crack. I placed my arm around his chest and kissed his earlobe. He moaned and raised his head up, so I dared to kiss his lips. It was just a peck, but he returned it and soon my tongue was dancing with Andy's inside his mouth. I started rocking gently, squeezing my cock between his buttcheeks. His skin felt like velvet. "Oh Chris... this feels sooo good! I think I boned up again." "Mmm, guess you've found your second favourite game?" "Oh yeah, and I need to level up as quick as possible!" I increased pressure and sped up my thrusts. Andy's head was jumping and he was gasping loudly. I grabbed his hands and pinned him down to the bed, so that I was able to move even faster. My cock was hard and hot. Throbbing and pulsing. I pressed my chest to his back and once again held him tightly. Then I shot three volleys of cum in his crack. Deep sigh escaped from Andy's mouth, so I guess my explosion pushed him to the edge too. I rolled of him and laid on my back. Andy scooted himself up to me and rested his head on my heaving chest. He reached out his right hand and stroked my shaft lightly. I smiled and involuntarily stroked his hair. "I think your t-shirt is clean and ready to wear." "Naah, I think it might need another round of cleaning. - he chuckled briefly - and another one tomorrow." I sighed deeply, smiled to myself and wondered, where will I get all the energy to satisfy this insatiable little devil. Feedback appreciated My other writing projects: http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/st-johns-eve/ My longest running fantasy/horror story about teenage boy fighting off demonic forces with help of his lustful minion, Rusalek http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/moving-too-fast One shot story about two cousins discovering their love for one another http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/railroad-don-juan Chris' previous adventure (one shot) http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/how-do-we-begin-to-covet Story based on experience of one of my readers (one shot)