The Dewott had, up until that point, been peacefully using the pool's facilities to their full advantage. After all, he was a water type, and the pool had water in it, it had seemed only logical to stop by for a swim on his way home from school. It helped clear his head, feeling the water glide over his slick, silky fur.

For his last few laps, a Latios had dove in, swimming just a few meters behind, one lane over, the two of them a few meters under the surface. That Latios had looked just as elegant in the water, too, almost shark-like as he propelled himself psychicly under the surface. A few times, the otter-esqué pokemon had looked back, only to see the eon looking right back at him! A legendary, following HIM swimming!

Rather quickly, though, he'd realised that the much larger pokemon hadn't exactly been checking out his technique. A few laps before the water type had planned to retire, the dragon had overtaken him, also showcasing another feature of his body that had previously been hidden away. As his large bulky body had pulled ahead, a seemingly impossibly long tube of flesh had followed, snaking out from the rear portion of his underside between his fins. There was no doubt the dragon was well endowed, but the much smaller pokemon couldn't quite believe his eyes at the sheer length. The otter swam faster to keep up, more curious than anything as to how the length had fitted inside its beastly owner. Pulling alongside with his feet furiously paddling to keep up, he could see that not only was the Latios packing a cock that was almost the same size as his own body, but that it was also throbbing slightly, becoming more and more curved as it inflated thicker and pushed the flow of water away, rather than being dragged behind.

Somewhat amazed, the dewott went back to looking ahead, only to see that the dragon himself was looking right back at him, a cheeky smirk on his snout, having caught his new swimming buddy full on mesmerised by his massive tool. But they'd reached the end of the lap, and whilst the Latios had his snout turned already to return the other way, the dewott had been too distracted, and swam right into the pool wall.

To add insult the injury, the latios had turned his body to face the dewott's lane when he executed his turn, and the small water-borne mammal received a slap to the face from the Latios' errant member. the amount of force behind it was suprising, the shaft clearly carrying a lot of weight... as well as a slightly musky scent that trailed through the water.

The dewott shook his head and started his lap again, but by the time he'd recomposed hiself, the Latios was already on the return. It was hard to tell at a distance, but as the two got closer again, it was clear to see the dragon proudly presenting his now fully erect stack of flesh, the limb-sized cock hard enough that, despite all its bulk being pushed against the water as he swam, it remained in its rigid, quivering curve. The dewott only caught a quick glance at his snout that time as he went past, too mesmerised by the meat, but the expression he wore was one of pure lust, clearly getting enjoyment not just from the water gliding over his excited cock, but also the admiration it got from the water type.

As the Latios passed, the dewott carried on swimming forwards, his mind now throughly fixated on that massive meatpole. It would go right through him! It was thicker than his own legs! And even with all the water that they were swimming through, it stayed rock steady, clearly incredibly hard despite how large it was.

For the breifist second, the dewott considered his own megere size, all six or so inches staying stowed inside his sheath. He was big for a dewott, but he doubted if the Latios would even feel if they ended up rubbing toget-

His chain of thought didn't finish.

Around him, a rush of current pushed him forwards, followed a second later by a physical force, something resting between his legs, driving him through the water and splaying his legs apart. Whatever it was, it didn't stop, sliding up the front of his body until the end of it tickled his chin. From behind, a grunt gave him a hint of a clue as they breached the water's surface, the dewott having no option but to cling on to the thing in front of him for dear life.

It took him a second to get his bearings, but when he did he physically jolted. Behind him, squashing his back fur, was the giant, bulging blue chest of the Latios. From within, he could hear a low rumbling sound, like the monster himself was trying to contain something altogether more feral. He didn't focus on that for long though, as his attention went to the thing he was clung to. Despite the fact it was large enough that he couldn't even reach his paws all the way around it, even at the tip, the smell of pent-up dragon clearly indicated he was quite literally riding the dragon's dick. The mass throbbed beneath him with each beat of the beast's heart.

Experimentally, even as they zoomed through to the changing rooms, the dewott gripped the torso-sized member harder, rubbing his own sheath up against it for good measure. Judging by the light jolt it gave him, and the louder rumble from inside the eon, he either hated it, or really, really liked it.

The pair came to a halt inside the thankfully empty changing rooms, and the Latios pulled vertical, his ruby-red member proudly displayed upright complete with dewott decoration. Somewhat terrified, though now he was stationary, the water type noticed that far from being rock-steady, the extra limb actually was kind of soft towards the tip, and the whole thick twitched, throbbed and undulated, like it was its own being. The only really rock hard portion was the base, which he was now sat against, legs barely straddling the solid shaft as it curved up the front of his body.

The Latios gasped, breathless in part from the flying, and in part from the small amount of stimulation that having a slippery water type squashed between his cock and his body gave.

"What do you think..?" His coo was masculine, but also surprisingly timid.

The dewott paused. He had spoken? His coos were deep, soft, but desperate, impatient for an answer, clearly.

"This is... Incredibly... You're massive! And so thick down here!"

The dewott flipped his feet around the base of the eon's cock, prompting him to gasp more, clearly yearning for that exact kind of attention.

"3ft long, 1ft wide down there... But my paws are too sharp to... You know..."

The dewott was barely listening, fixated by the length he was straddling. His paws roamed around the foreign phallus, feeling all the ridges under the surface as they pulsed, making the whole cock expand a barely detectable amount each time. He'd heard of how large legendaries could be, but this was the first time he'd ever seen one, and it exceeded even his large expectations. It was, in a word, monumental, the fat shaft curved upwards as an advertisement to anything interested that he was the dominant being. The Latios grunted, clearly not expecting the dewott to be so on board with what he wanted immediately.

" Unf~ that... That's... That's good, bu- bu- st- stop!"

The last command was growled in a much more dominating tone, putting the dewott in his place, and he stopped

"Ah, hah... Sorry... I've never seen something so... Huge before." he awed, still tickling the beast's length with his breath as he spoke

"That's... I'm... Would you mind getting me off, all the way? I haven't been able to for days." he grunted, and now the dewott understood his desperation.

"Days!? I'd be honored to help you!" he gushed, immediately setting to work before the Latios could say anything else. Without hesitation, his hands flew to the member, starting to work their way around the tip, mostly, occasionally sweeping down the entire length just so it didn't feel neglected, but always keeping at least one paw fiddling around the tip, playing with how flexible and wobbly it was.

"Oh! Oh arche- Wo... Wow... Keep go-" the Latios grunted, his lower body starting to spasm from the sudden attention. Each twitch of muscle rocked his cock towards its tiny tourmenter, almost giving him the impression of it fighting back, the top of it several times striking the smaller pokemon in the nose after too much stimulation.

"You've got quite the heavy tool here... Damn!" the dewott exclaimed, as the pulses grew larger, swaying him back and forth as the Latios' grunts grew more and more feral. Not content withe the dragon still regaining some composure, the dewott took it one further, and as it twitched towards him again, he pulled the sloppy, dangling monster of a cock into a hug, pressing it against his snout in order to give it a big, long lick, almost reaching the top before he couldn't reach. On the backside of the beast, his paws gently rubbed it up and down, alternating direction in an attempt to purge the monster of his cum, and rubbing the front side of it with his chest.

"Ffffff... Ah! Oh~! Can y- can yo-" the Latios grunted even more, his feral tones music to his partner's ears, but he clearly wanted to say something, so he slowed down, just idly rubbing up and down the middle of his pulsing shaft to let him talk.

"You're... You're... Incredibly, I can bar- I can barely contain myself bu- ah!" the dewott cheekily let one paw stray too far to the tip, interrupting the dragon with a jolt of pleasure and causing him to lurch forward.

The Latios took a few seconds to gasp, every second keeping his twitching member from getting the release it now craved.

"Can you... Maybe... Suck it... To finish me off?"

The dewott paused. The handjob - though it was more of a body job - was one thing, but actually bringing the legendary pokemon to his presumably gargantuan climax with his mouth..?

Sat on the bottom of the legendaries shaft, the dewott reached upwards, trying to bend the Latios' girth enough that it would go into his mouth. To make matters worse, the miniature wrestling match he was having with the shaft in an attempt to reach it was making the Latios harder still, only making it more difficult. Every touch of the wet mammal, from his light touches to the push of his chest against the top side of his member, only served to exite him more, and Latios groaned, practically feeling his lower body work its way through what felt like another gallon of cum, restless to unload it

"I can't reach, you're..." the dewott chuckled "You really are too big."

Latios didn't see the funny side.

"Can you climb up or something? My skin's really thi-" he looked down and saw the smaller male wasn't even stood up, still sat with his cock between their legs.

"You can stand on it, just... Yea- oof!" the Latios grunted as the otter pokemon indeed stood up, his webbed rear paws gripping the base of his shaft and causing it to wobble slightly until his top paws once again tightened their hug.

"Okay, can you get that in your mou- ooooooooohhhhhhhh yessss"

The dewott hadn't waited for an instruction, instead clamping his maw over the Latios's tip right there and then, trying to push as much as he could into his mouth. He made it a respectable four or five inches before the legendary cock simply became too thick to continue any further into his mouth. He tried communicating this to the cocks owner, but with a mouth full, all that came out was a humming noise.

"Is that.. All you can take?" He didn't want to sound rude, but the edged Latios had been expecting more.

He got it a few seconds later when the dewott started his motions proper, resuming his paw movements as if trying to cram more into his mouth, while also using his rear paws to tickle the slit which the massive shaft bulged out of. The move took the Latios completely by surprise, and he leaned inwards again, once more assaulted by the senses dancing around his body.

"My... My load are... - Nnngh~ quite big so Ah! You don't have tooooooooggghhhh, drink them if... You don't... Can't.. Gah!" he tried to grunt through his rapidly encroaching instincts, but it was a loosing battle.

After barely a minute, he'd given in entirely. He thrust forwards with his hips, desperately trying to cram more of his meat into his new toy, only to find him already stuffed and pushing his head back in the process. For the dewott, it was a whirlwind of experiences; the hot lati precum trickling down his throat, the quick bursts between thrusts that he got to breathe before the Latios jammed his throat full again with that ticklish, oversized rod, whipping his head backwards and filling his cheeks until his new partner was satisfied he was was totally packed, and withdrawing just as fast to start the process all over again.

And his tiny charge could feel, hear, and taste everything, the raw power of the monster sliding his shaft through his legs, up his chest, and into his mouth as his paws worked to try and satisfy him further, roughly rubbing the curves of the larger pokemon shaft just to feel it twitch back, almost of its own accord. He could even feel the rumbling gurgle through his feet as the large bulk of the Latios prepared all of his wonderfully hot and sticky seed to blast into his mouth at any moment. The feral grunts and whines of the beast behind him as he lost all notions of politely asking and became his true dominanting figure, focused only on seeing how hard he could breed whatever was in front of him. Even though, the dewott could hear him grunt, quietly.

"Take it! Yes! UNNNNgh- so tight... So ti-ght. Take it all, Gah! Tiny... Little... Gah! I'm going to fill you... So... Full... Gaaahh-"

Even though he no longer had a say in things, he still felt obliged to torment the Lati of his orgasm. Despite the Latios being incredibly pent up and going well and truly feral on the dewott, he was still edging himself somewhat slowing down his thrusts to ease off the stimulation, only to speed up as if to chase right behind his orgasm, only to let it outpace him by a millimeter. When he slowed down, the dewott sped up his arm movements, and sucked at the tip of the shaft harder, coaxing even more precum out, and a desperate whine from the horny male behind him. But when the lati sped up, the dewott slowed down, taking some of the stimulation he craved away from him.

"Fu- f- let me... Cum... You little... I'll breed you so hard... Gahhh I'm so close! Ohhh so much! Oh! " the masculine grunts echoed in the changing room, only broken by the sloshing sound of his thick member gliding in and out of the dewott's mouth, dribbling the pre he couldn't swallow down his shaft and matting the already wet fur of the dewott. After five minutes of frantic face fucking, the dewott still had no idea how long the bigger pokemon was going to last, having seemingly staved off his climax three or four times during the process, but if the rigodnesss of his shaft had anything to go by, it wasn't going to be much longer.

The dewott braced himself as the Latios shuddered. Any minute now...