Cam on Cam
 
[Gaymer123]: “Did it start yet?”
[WatchUWork]: “no”
[SirLanceSwalot]: “I don’t think he’s coming on tonight :(“
[WatchUWork]: “he better show up lol only night I can stay up late.”
 
The chat was abuzz with activity. In some ways Cameron was surprised his channel could be so active while his stream wasn’t even live. The Jolteon sat back on his bed adjusting his webcam with one paw. Once it was properly centered he brushed his spiked fur down and picked some toast out from between his teeth, being careful not to upset his lip ring as he did so.
 
“Alright Cam,” Cameron muttered to himself, one paw pushing down at his slender gut and causing it to bounce gently in response. He smirked, giving it a slap and leaving it wobbling momentarily as he snickered, “Make ‘em squirm~”
 
He chugged the last of his energy drink, feeling the citrusy liquid bubbling in his stomach as he tossed the empty can to the bin by the door. It missed, landing among the other discarded cans. He could always clean it up later. For now he had a show to do, and his public was waiting. The Jolteon reached over to his wireless mouse and clicked the button to begin streaming. [i]’3… 2… 1…’[/i]
 
“Uuuuuuuurrrraahhp!”
 
The stream begun, as it did every night, with a close-up of the Jolteon’s maw as he belched into the camera. The energy drink had added a lot more wind to the expulsion than usual, making it both bassier and longer. Cameron sat back enough that his entire body was in the HD webcam’s view, his hind paw raised to reveal his pawpads and his legs spread to show off his throbbing shaft, “Sup sluts, miss me?” he laughed.
 
The chat went, as the Jolteon had expected, batshit crazy. It was a mixture of greetings, immediate requests, some T.M.I descriptions of the things they would do to him and, of course, memes.
 
[SirLanceSwalot]: “CARMEN!!!”
[WatchUWork]: “thicc ( )^^^( ) jolteon ( )^^^( ) butts! ( )^^^( )”
[SirLanceSwalot] “*CAMERON!!!! (fucking autocorrect xD)”
[Gaymer123]: “Hey cutie, how are you?!“
[WatchUWork]: “bathroom cam when???”
[PlzEatMePlz]: “Please let me be that burp I will do anything!”
 
“Damn, you guys are excited tonight. I guess it’s [i]hard[/i] waiting a whole week to see more of your favourite femboy~” Cameron chuckled, rolling onto his front and raising his rear for the camera before shuffling himself back until he was practically sitting on it. Years of prey and following online training plans had certainly paid off; the male had a rump that turned heads in the street, and ensured he never left a club alone. He had once even seen it as the screensaver of a bypasser’s phone, likely taken as a screenshot during one of his shows. He gave it a shake, and got a $5 tip immediately in response.
 
“Thanks for the tip--” the Jolteon checked the screen without missing a beat, “--Gaymer! Aw dude, you’re always here. You’re like one of my posse.” he chuckled as he began to scroll through the chat, “Who else’ve we got here? Marty, EasyPrey--”
 
[WatchUWork]: “bathroom cam when???”
 
The Jolteon’s pierced ears twitched, but he tried not to break his smile. Watch was a weird one, but he paid well and seemed like a nice guy, just one with… very odd and specific tastes. “Still living with my roommate, I can’t really put a webcam in the bathroom.” he reminded him gently.
 
[WatchUWork]: “should eat ur roommate and stream him coming out.”
[PlzEatMePlz]: “OR ME!!! <333”
 
“Uh, No.” Cameron shook his head with a scoff, “He’s my best friend, and he doesn’t want to be on my show, much less like [i]that[/i],” the Jolteon shook his head dismissively, his eyes drifting to the door to his room.
 
He was pretty sure Sam didn’t watch his show, but he was always worried about the Umbreon hearing him mentioning him during it. Sam had seemed indifferent when Cameron had first told him about his main source of income, especially after meeting some of his frequent prey visitors. The Jolteon rolled his eyes as he got back to the topic once again, “Besides, Pokemon would get grossed out and leave if I streamed that kind of stuff. Everyone’s here to watch Pokemon going into my body, not coming out.”
 
A flood of poop emoji in the chat proved the Jolteon wrong. His cheeks turned crimson and electricity sparked off his fur as the chat began to scroll rapidly with Pokemon discussing the weird topic… typical Friday night. He waved his paw to get their attention, “Ooookay guys, moving onto something a little less… niche?” he grinned, trying to get his webshow back on track, “So, special night tonight! It’s my 100th show. How freaking cool is that?” he snickered, “We gotta celebrate. So tonight I’ve got a special treat for you!”
 
“So, I was at the club last night and I met Jirachi. Yeah, that’s right, [i]the[/i] Jirachi, at a club last night. Turns out he’s a total party animal, we both got super wasted and he offered me a wish.” the Jolteon smirked at the memory as he rolled onto his back, subtly allowing his member to stand and full mast and gently throb as he told his story, “So there’s me, drunk as hell and trying to figure out what to wish for. I mean, this is [b]the Wish Maker[/b] in front of me and I’ve just finished half a bottle of Tequila. I’m in no state to make smart decisions.”
 
“So, obviously I had to ask him to come on the show,” Cam finished his story as he gazed into the webcam with his deep blue eyes, “Give him the ol’ Cam Slam,” he thrusted into his paw a few times, then licked his lips loud enough for it to be picked up on the microphone, “And then eat him in front of all you horny preds out there~”
 
The chat was scrolling once again, tips rolling in to pay for the show in advance as the Jolteon grinned to himself, laying back on his bed as he stroked his shaft to the sounds of money rolling in. He closed his eyes, biting his lip as he tried to contain his excitement, he was only ten minutes into the show after all. His phone buzzed, a grin crossed his muzzle as he snatched it up with his paw.
 
‘Lol fuckin got u last night’
 
“Huh?” Cameron blinked. It was a text message from his friend Alza, who he had met while out clubbing at one of his favourite haunts. Alza was a master of mixology, and a techno-synthwave DJ who had played at some of the best venues in the city. That Ditto could get into any club--
 
‘Ditto.’ the word repeated in the Jolteon’s head. “...No.” he muttered, the phone trembling in his paws. He gazed at the Ditto’s profile picture, taking in his shit-eating grin. He turned away from the webcam and rapidly texted back, shaking his rear to keep his audience interested while he confirmed his suspicions.
 
‘What do you mean you ‘got me’???’
 
‘Lol u thought u were drinking with a legendary xD made u dance on a table like a stripper lmfao’
‘Also you owe me for the cab home.’
 
The Jolteon’s expression went from disbelief to frustrated humiliation. To his audience, the star of the show had seemingly forgotten he was on camera and was just texting on his phone.
 
‘That was you??? You whore! I said Jirachi would be on my show tonight!’
 
‘Well then u better tell them he’s not. :>’
‘Also, u are a literal whore.’
 
‘I’m a camboy!’ Cameron’s eyes blazed, his sparking fur causing his phone screen to glitch and buzz, ‘it’s different!!!’
 
The Jolteon froze, his eyes snapping to the webcam in a panic. He had never kept his audience waiting before, even when his internet connection went down or his pizza arrived halfway through a show, his audience had never waited. His face contorted in desperation as he began to tap out another text.
 
‘...Get over here right now and transform into Jirachi so I can pound you in the ass and eat you!’
‘...for strangers on the internet.’
‘...for money.’
 
‘How much?’
 
The Jolteon took a glance at the screen. The tips from his announcement had already gotten his tip jar up to $30.
 
‘$10’ he texted. He barely had time to blink before the response came back.
 
‘No. :/’
 
The Jolteon’s ears lowered, ‘you pounding me in the ass?’ he offered, hoping his pleading would carry well through text. His rear shuffled against the bed as he waited for the response, though as a few minutes passed he sent another message, ‘Taking turns? Come on man, you owe me.’
 
‘No. Also, send the money for the cab.’
 
The Jolteon’s ears folded back, ‘Send the money for the drinks, ‘Jirachi’.’
 
‘Gotta go, bye.’
 
The Jolteon scowled and narrowly held himself back from throwing his phone across the room as he noticed the chatroom had completely stopped moving. Cam stared at the screen like a Deerling in the headlights.
 
[SirLanceSwalot]: “Camden? Are you okay?”
[SirLanceSwalot]: “*Cameron?”
 
“...So, I just got trolled,” the Jolteon admitted, shaking his phone at the camera to allow his audience to see the screen filled with text messages, “Turns out my buddy, real comedian, transformed himself into a legendary to pull a joke on me. I hope someone mistakes him for Silly Putty and leaves him in a daycare!”
 
[WatchUWork]: ‘JirachiCam when?’
 
The Jolteon let out a pained sound of frustration, then took out his aggression on his pillow by biting into it and tugging the fabric to the point where he nearly tore it open. He had no guest, which wasn’t usually a problem since he could still find other ways to entertain his audience, but tonight was different. Tonight was his 100th stream, a celebration of his life as an internet porn star… for a very niche fetish.
 
He released the pillow from his grip and made his way to the camera, trying to put on a confident face. He spread his legs, one paw reaching between it to stroke some life back into his shrinking member, “Hff, fine, so I’m not dining on legendaries tonight. There are plenty of other tasty prey out there in the chat who’ll jump into my jaws~ Who’s in Viridian City?”
 
Silence. The Jolteon perked his ears, “Don’t be shy, Viridians. I’m calling you over, one night with your favourite Jolt!” Cameron repeated himself. The silence continued, he’d need to resort to desperate measures. He turned and lowered his front as he twerked for the camera. “Come on, anyone? I’ll let you be on toooop~”
 
[Gaymer123]: “Maybe if I can get away from my roommate...”
 
‘Roommate.’ The Jolteon’s eyes sparked with inspiration at the word, a sly grin crossing over his muzzle. He climbed off the bed, “Okay folks, I -never- do this, but I’m going to have to leave you alone for a sec while I go see if I can find a guest for the evening.”
 
“Be back in a sec, feel free to play with yourselves while I’m gone~” Cameron announced, opening his bedroom door before breaking into a sprint as he disappeared into the hallway in a yellow blur, leaving the chatroom scrolling in rapid-message confusion.
 
* * *
 
The Umbreon tapped away at his keyboard, his eyes drifting between his two monitors as he compared his results. He clicked the button to run his script, only for a wall of red text to spread across his left monitor as an error appeared on his right. “Fucking semicolons.” he growled.
 
“Heeeeey Sam,” the sing-song voice of his roommate came through the door. The Umbreon turned his office chair to face the Jolteon, who was sauntering closer and swaying his hips, “Sammy Sam Sam, best friend in the whole world?”
 
“What is it, Cam?” The Umbreon replied, tugging the headphones off his ears.
 
“Just seeing how you’re doing, brosef.” Cameron replied with a smile, “Haven’t come out of your room in a while, thought I’d check up on you.”
 
“I know you need something, Cam. You always shake your ass when you need something,” Sam rolled his eyes as he finally took the headphones from around his neck and placed them on the computer, “So, what is it?”
 
“Alza fucked me over,” Cameron sighed. “I need a guest for my show tonight.”
 
“I thought your show was about getting fucked over?” Sam raised an eyebrow.
 
“You know what I mean! That dickhole pretended to be Jirachi to get free drinks out of me!” The Jolteon complained, stomping his paw against the ground. “Now he won’t even come on my show and take it up the tailhole like a man!”
 
“Such injustice, I think I can hear the whole universe crying for you,” The Umbreon replied flatly as he leaned on his computer desk. “But what does that have to do with me?”
 
“I need you to come on my show,” the Jolteon explained slowly, gazing deep into the Umbreon’s eyes as he did so, “And have sex with me. And then get eaten. By me. On my show.”
 
The Umbreon reached for his headphones, his blank expression saying more than words ever could. “For money!” Cameron blurted out hurriedly.
 
“It’s not about the money.” the Umbreon shook his head, “I don’t want to go on camera and do that kind of stuff in front of strangers.”
 
“Sammy! I [i]need[/i] you!” the Jolteon whined, dropping to the ground and wrapping his paws around the Umbreon’s tail, hugging it pitfully. “You’re the only one who can help me. It’s my 100th show~!”
 
“It’s your 100th show and therefore you’re allowed to bone me and then,” Sam scoffed, his light blush barely concealed by his dark fur, “[b]eat[/b] me in front of audience of… what, 20 Pokemon? Most of them on the other side of the world?”
 
“It’s more like 80, only a few are active in the chatroom though,” the Jolteon replied, dropping his pathetic act to correct him. He started again the moment the Umbreon reached for his headphones, “Come on, man! Help a fellow vee out! I’ll pay for your programming courses!”
 
“I can pay for my own [i]developer[/i] courses, thank you very much.” Sam replied bluntly, lowering the headphones onto his head ever so slowly. It had to be a sign; there was something he wanted, something Cameron could offer him to get him to say yes.
 
The Jolteon wracked his brain, his eyes darting around the room as he tried to figure out what would buy the Umbreon over. “Come on, Sam. Give me something to work with!”
 
“Fine,” the Umbreon sighed, shaking his tail free of the Jolteon’s grip and leaving him tumbling onto the ground. Sam swivelled his chair around and stared down at him like a king looking down at a peasant, “...Clean the apartment.”
 
“...wait, seriously?” the Jolteon blinked, “That’s all?”
 
“All of it. No stains on the carpet, no empty energy drink cans, no dirty dishes.” Sam nodded decisively, “Then… I guess, if I’m wearing a mask or something, I’ll be on your show.”
 
“Masks are fine! Lots of my guests wear masks on stream!” the Jolteon grinned, his fur sparking with excited static.
 
“I wonder why,” the Umbreon rolled his eyes before making his way to his wardrobe and opening the small drawer at the bottom. As he bent over to look through it the Jolteon couldn’t help but sneak a peek at his rear; two cute bubbly cheeks with a dark tailhole hidden among the black fur, and those golden glowing rings on either side of his ass. “I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this… I’m going to expect some of the earnings too.”
 
“Totally! We’ll call it 50 - 50.” Cameron agreed, resisting the urge to smack the ass with his paw as he turned made his way towards the door, a newfound spring in his step. “I’ll go get the audience ready, don’t keep me waiting cutie~”
 
“Don’t call me that on the show.” Sam called after him.
 
“Yes sir!” Cameron winked back at him.
 
“That either!” the Umbreon shouted, his rings glowing aggressively.
 
The Jolteon quickly closed the door, not wanting to risk losing the opportunity over some playful banter. He laid down on the bed, turning the stream back on. He did his best to keep the crowd interested, flirting with them and fondling himself while he waited for Sam to arrive. For a moment it seemed like the Umbreon had only agreed in order to get him out of the room… and then there was a knock at the door.
 
“Oh, who could that be?” Cameron grinned from his perch atop the laptop’s webcam, his ass and balls currently filling the screens of everyone who was watching the stream. He wiggled his rear playfully and winked at the camera, “Come in~!”
 
The door opened, revealing an Umbreon dressed in a black masquerade mask. It practically blended into his fur, making it a near useless disguise... but Cameron wasn’t about to tell him that. He stepped into the room and carefully closed the door behind him. “Uuh, hey,” Sam spoke in a low voice, “Someone order a… sexy Umbreon?” he continued unconvincingly.
 
“Hff, sure did…” the Jolteon grinned. He rested his chin on his paw and lifted his leg to reveal his member in a display completely void of shame. The Umbreon blushed and turned to leave the room, but Cameron was quick to grab him by the tail and spin him back around to face the webcam, “Everyone, I’d like you to meet my adorable roommate.”
 
“Stan,” the Umbreon introduced himself, his eyes darting to the Jolteon, who simply nodded in agreement with the fake name.
 
[Gaymer123]: “OMFG UR ROOMMATE IS SO HOT!”
 
The Umbreon’s mask covered his blush, though nothing could hide the way his rings glowed at the compliment. “Th-thank you?” Sam replied, his stance relaxing a bit.
 
[SirLanceSwalot]: “Is he single? I want his number <3”
[PlzEatMePlz]: “I want his belly <3”
[WatchUWork]: “glad to finally see u stan u seem really cool and sexy”
 
“W-wow,” Sam gulped, his heart beating rapidly in his chest as his tail began to wag behind him, “I, uh… I wasn’t expecting that kind of a reaction.”
 
“See ‘Stan’? Everyone is really chill here,” Cameron grinned at him as he patted the bed, “There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
 
“Awful lot of poop emojis in the chat,” The Umbreon muttered, his eyes narrowing on scrolling chat window.
 
“U-uh, yeah, just ignore those.” The Jolteon cleared his throat, grabbing Sam by the tail and dragging him backwards until he was sitting on the bed. “Mm, and pay attention to me. Feels like we haven’t done anything together in a long time~”
 
“I mean, we were both [i]really[/i] drunk last time,” the Umbreon replied, finding Cameron’s paws guiding him. Soon he was laying on his back, his paws resting submissively on his chest as the Jolteon grinned down at him, his tiny tail fluffing out and raising up. “S-so, uh… what do we do anyway? This is my first time being on camera.”
 
“”Oh, you don’t have to worry…” Cameron reassured him with a pleasant smile, his paw trailing along the Umbreon’s ear. “Just lay back…” he chuckled, slowly getting to his feet until he was standing on the bed. He straddled the Umbreon, his legs either side of his head and giving Sam only two things to focus on; the image of him on the monitor, and the Jolteon’s plump balls dangling overhead, “Rest your cute little head…” he continued, wiggling his rear in anticipation. The Jolteon looked into the webcam and gave it a wink, the chat was suddenly going wild again.
 
“And squirm~”
 
Plop! The Jolteon’s thick cheeks landed on the Umbreon’s face, practically suffocating him with how big they were. Sam began to struggle and let out muffled complaints, his tail lashing back and forth as Cameron grinded his backside against his face, his tongue sticking out to reveal the silver stud piercing in its tip, “Aaaaah, now that’s a comfy seat~ I could sit on your face all day, cutie~”
 
“Mrrf Rrrf!” Sam complained, reminding Cam of their agreement before the show. He finally managed to get a paw free and used it to smack the Jolteon’s left cheek, though all it did was get a moan out of the cam whore and cause the cheek to bounce and jiggle. Tips began to roll in again as the Jolteon rode the Umbreon’s face, only allowing him brief moments to breathe before burying him in his yellow furry cheeks once again.
 
“Thanks for the tips guys, Stan wants to thank you too, but his muzzle is a little occupied~” Cameron grinned, looking over his shoulder at the pair of Umbreon ears sticking out from the curves of his ass, “Don’t worry, he’s really good at holding his breath. Just wanted to give him a warm welcome to my show and show him the curves he’d be ending up on~”
 
The Jolteon’s eye caught a flash of red in the corner of his vision, and as he looked down he realised what it had been. The tip of Sam’s member was peeking out of his sheath, though it was unclear what had caused such the excitement. Was it the fact that he had a Jolteon’s perky butt bouncing on his face like a dribbled basketball? Was it the fact that he knew 80 Pokemon were watching it? ...or was it… no, it couldn’t be… the Jolteon licked his lips, deciding to experiment with his theory.
 
“Mmm, poor Umbreon~ I wonder if I’m going to be able to see those cute little rings glowing through my gut? You know the best part about having a prey roommate is you get to show them how fat they made your ass every single day~” the Jolteon teased him further, grinding his rear against his face as he kept tabs on the Umbreon’s shaft. Sure enough it was growing and throbbing, soon it had entirely escaped its sheath. Cameron grinned and nodded in approval, “Heh, wow Sa- …’Stan’, I guess I learned something new about you tonight~”
 
[Gaymer123] “God I wish my roommate would do this to me.”
[SirLanceSwalot] “I'll do this to you @Gaymer123”
[PlzEatMePlz] “I’d let you do it to me too! <333”
[WatchUWork] “hes getting excited (hard) lol would be really funny if u decided to help him with that (oral sex AKA blowjob) ;)”
 
“Hff, that's not a bad idea. I figure I should get a lick of him before I eat him anyway,” Cameron grinned as he took the member in his paw, beating it a few times to get the Umbreon moaning under him. Once Sam was nicely hot and bothered the Jolteon engulfed the shaft in a swift, practiced motion.
 
Cameron bobbed his head, the cold steel stud in his tongue rubbing along the underside of Sam's member as he slurped and sucked on it. The Umbreon shuddered and squirmed, his tail trying to tuck between his legs only for Cam to pin it with a single paw, exposing him to the stream.
 
As Sam’s legs squeezed either side of his muzzle Cameron began to wonder if he was trying to tell him something. The Jolteon lifted himself off, briefly standing over the Umbreon as he looked down at the flustered Umbreon between his legs. “You alright?”
 
“S-slow down, maybe..?” the Umbreon wheezed, sweat dripping down the sides of his face. The Jolteon lifted himself up to allow his roommate to breathe. “No one’s recognised me in the chat, have they?”
 
“No, I think it’s kind of hard to tell its you when you’ve got your face planted between my ass cheeks.” Cameron teased him, wiggling his rear playfully in the Umbreon’s face. “I see you’re already hard as a rock though~”
 
“You’re a lot better than I thought.” Sam admitted begrudgingly as he tried to pry his gaze off the Jolteon’s rump. “You sure know how to get under a Pokemon’s skin and push their buttons.”
 
“If you really want to get off the camera, I could do the rest of the show alone.” Cam offered as his paw stroked the Umbreon’s thigh reassuringly. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, dude.”
 
“M-maybe give it a little longer and see how I feel.” the Umbreon replied, his tail subtly wagging against the bed as his member perked up from all the petting around his thigh. “I mean, I [i]am[/i] kind of having fun, more than I thought I would anyway.”
 
“You sure?” The Jolteon asked.
 
“I'm fine, don't stop.” Sam insisted, grabbing the male’s rear forcefully and catching Cameron by surprise as he dragged it back onto his face and buried his muzzle between his fluffy cheeks. With the Umbreon’s consent well received the Jolteon went back to what he did best; putting on a show for his audience. Soon it became clear why the Umbreon had been clenching with his thighs, he wanted to lock Cameron's face in his crotch just as he had pinned the Umbreon’s face between his cheeks.
 
Every minute on camera was making the Umbreon more adventurous, maybe it was the constant sound of cash pouring in, but the Dark-Type didn’t slow down for a second. Cameron suddenly felt something warm and wet sliding over his pucker, the Umbreon was slurping at his tailhole in long, loving licks. Cameron shuddered and moaned, grinding against the Umbreon’s front as his shaft was pressed between them.
 
The Umbreon’s paws moved to his friend’s backside and gradually lifted him up, allowing himself a break from the musky air of the Jolteon’s backside though his vision was still clouded in yellow fur. “Wh-what are they saying?” he managed between heavy breaths. The Jolteon lifted his rear a bit, grinning as he checked on the chat.
 
[SirLanceSwalot]: “Ride him, cowboy~!”
[Gaymer123]: “These two are so cute together!”
 
“They’re calling us cute.” Cam told him, rolling to one side and lifting his left leg so Sam could see his reflection in the webcam display. The new propped up pose caused his member to bounce against Sam’s face, batting at his muzzle as it dripped pre onto his black fur, “Mmph, not that I disagree with them. It’s a great show, you should definitely check it out.”
 
“M-maybe I should,” the Umbreon agreed. Once he had adjusted his mask he shuffled under the Jolteon to the other end of the bed. Cam clambered off of him, allowing the Dark-type to rotate himself until his head was resting on the foot of the bed. He leaned back, his red eyes gazing into the camera past his mask. “Good thing I can read upside down.”
 
“You want some more Jolteon butt, or are you ready to get down and dirty?” Cameron grinned as he moved back atop the Umbreon. He brought one paw down either side of his head, the tip of his shaft poking gently at the underside of Sam’s package as he looked down at him.
 
“Got a condom, camboy?” Sam replied, his rings pulsing with light.
 
“I mean… I’ve got [i]a[/i] condom.” Cameron replied as he looked at the single plastic package sitting atop the bedside cabinet. “I was kind of hoping we’d both get a chance to be on top though… you know, I do you, you do me.” he grinned flirtatiously, “Like naughty vees.”
 
“I’m not letting you bang me without a condom, and I’m not doing you without one either.” Sam replied firmly, his paws resting at his chest. “So unless you’ve got an idea that doesn’t involve sharing one, which is gross, you’re going to have to choose.”
 
“Aww, Sa- Stanny!” the Jolteon whined, his paws kneading at the Umbreon’s chest. It didn’t seem like Sam was budging, and the Jolteon could hardly blame him, he knew better than anyone how important safe sex was. He weighed his options, trying to decide which would feel better; Sam’s tight tailstar or his thick, meaty shaft. The fact that the Umbreon was fidgeting under his paws wasn’t helping, now he was thinking about what he’d look like as a bulge in his midsection. Cameron’s stomach growled hungrily, and a smile crossed the Jolteon’s muzzle. Oh yes, [i]that[/i] could work.
 
“Alright, I’ve made up my mind.” the Jolteon winked down at him, “You’re getting my ass.”
 
“I am?” Sam blinked in surprise, several message blips from the chat suggested he wasn’t the only one caught off-guard by the response.
 
“Mmhm~” Cameron replied in a singsong tone as he climbed off the Umbreon once again and sauntered over to retrieve the condom, stepping as seductively as he could while walking on a bouncy mattress that sank under his paws. The Jolteon returned, the condom held between his lips. He nipped at the corner of the packaging and retrieved the latex from its sleeve, “Let’s see that ‘dark tower’~”
 
“Ugh, don’t call it that.” the Umbreon groaned as he laid back and spread his legs. His member stood firm and erect between them, angled slightly to rest against the Umbreon’s flat belly before it was cupped in the Jolteon’s paw. Cameron slid it down skillfully before jerking the shaft a few times to make sure he had put it on right, as well as to excite the Umbreon after his brief rest period, “Aaahh! ...Hff, Th-thanks.”
 
“No problem, cutie. Wouldn’t want you to catch Pokerus.” the Jolteon winked down at him. He straddled the Umbreon his boyish backside raised high into the air with the spiked fur on its edge upturned to reveal its curves to the camera. He gave it a playful sway before slowly guiding it down towards the Umbreon’s shaft, “Mmm, looking forward to having you inside me, Sam. Nice and deep~”
 
“I-it’s Stan!” the Umbreon reminded him hurriedly, though an upside down glance at the chat revealed how few people cared or even noticed the slip-up. They were entranced with what was about to happen, the promise of seeing some steamy, passionate sex between two eeveelutions outweighed everything else at that moment.
 
“Mmmh, So deep~” the Jolteon continued with a murr, his eyes lidding as he slid himself down onto the shaft, his yellow cheeks effortlessly engulfing it in their warmth. The Jolteon fit Sam like a glove, perhaps from all the slurping he had given his tailhole just moments ago. He didn’t even have to thrust as his roommate slid himself down until finally he was sitting in his lap, a pervy smile crossing his muzzle. “Hfff, bigger than you look.”
 
Sam responded with a thrust, causing Cameron to let out a ‘Jolt!’ of delight. The Electric-type grinned, his paws pressed against the Umbreon’s chest to pin him to the bed. “Ooh no. You think you’re the top just because you’ve got your dick in me?” Cameron chuckled and shook his head, “Nah sweetie. Not on my show.”
 
The Jolteon began to bounce, drawing Sam’s shaft in and out of his slick tailhole as he did so. The Umbreon could do little beyond moaning and squirming under the camwhore, who dug his paws into his fluffy chest as he grinded his rear down against him, “Hff, hey Altaria, play some Drum and Bass.”
 
“Playing ‘Drum and Bass’ playlist,” the robotic voice responded from the corner of Cam’s room. Suddenly the speakers either side of his computer were booming out a thumping bass track at a volume the old Sam would have yelled to turn down. Now the Umbreon could only stare in stunned, aroused silence as the sounds flooded his ears.
 
“Aww yeah, this is my jam!” the Jolteon grinned, raising his rear high on the shaft. As the bass dropped, so did Cameron’s backside, his balls slapping against the Umbreon’s crotch as his ass engulfed his member in a single motion. He began to bounce to the beat of the track, Sam’s moans of pleasure lost to the tumult of the music.
 
The Jolteon’s grinding became much harder as the track shifted into its second verse, leaving him alternating between bumping and grinding on the Umbreon's crotch. Vrrrr. Wub Wub Wub, Vrrrrrr. Cameron was playing with the Umbreon's shaft like the world's sexiest game of DDR. As Sam begun to catch the rhythm he began to thrust on beat, getting an excited grin from the Jolteon as they shared a moment of perfectly in-time humping and grinding.
 
“Nngh, work it, Umbreon~” Cameron grunted, biting his lip to contain his excitement as the tip of his shaft began to drip pre. Sam moved his paws to the Jolteon’s wide hips, running them up and down him as he began to thrust in earnest. The Jolteon grinned, clenching and squeezing at each thrust, “Mmm, watch out, bre~ if you cum, I get to eat you~”
 
“Hff, you bitch.” Sam panted, sweat beginning to form at his brow as the urge to climax got harder to resist, “I-I'm not going to finish now that you've told me [i]that.[/i]”
 
“C'mon~ I'm starving!” The Jolteon complained in that bratty tone of his, his thick cheeks grinding slower as the song came to an end, “I could really go for Umbreon right now~ Dark types are my third favourite food! After pizza and cheetos.”
 
The Umbreon whined and shut his eyes tightly, squirming at the teasing. He was on the cusp of his climax, but the Jolteon looked like he could go all night long. Just one of the skills he had learned in his line of work, the Umbreon reasoned, the other skill being eating Pokemon. He bit his lip, wriggling against the bed as he tried to find something to distract him from his pending release. Without thinking of what he was doing he glanced up at the chat.
 
[EasyPrey]: Bye Umbreon~
[Gaymer123]: Such a blushy boy, you know Cam’s got him on the ropes!
[JolteonFood]: Best show ever!!!
 
That was a mistake. The chat had only made him realise his situation, not to mention the rising number of watchers. 259 Pokemon were staring at his flustered, sweaty face right now, the bright glowing rings on his ears lighting up his face so the camera could capture his expression in perfect HD.
 
Bounce! Cameron caught him at the precipice of his moment of weakness. The Umbreon to let out an effeminate cry of delight as he fell over the edge of his climax and into the sea of lust below, sending load after load of his seed deep into his best friend's bowels. Cameron buckled over, his cock pinned between himself and the Umbreon's belly. He grinded it into his fur, moaning into his ears…
 
...but nothing came. Sam panted, breathing heavily and going limp as the Jolteon collapsed against him, his shaft still buried firmly between his yellow cheeks. “A-aren't you going to finish?” Sam managed before he returned to exhausted panting.
 
“Mmm, maybe later. I’ve still got a show to do.” Cameron winked at him, his nose pressed up against the Umbreon’s as he gazed into his eyes, “As for you, I think it’s about time we got to the main event. My stomach’s growling like crazy and the chat’s dying to see me nom ya~”
 
“Oh… right.” Sam winced as he recalled the camboy’s earlier warning. He had orgasmed before Cameron, and so the Jolteon got to eat him. The Jolteon leaned down, his jaws opening wide to reveal the dark passage of his throat. The Umbreon’s forehead ring lit it up and reflected off his tongue stud, allowing Sam to see every intricate detail of his flesh. “Hff… oh boy.”
 
“Uraaaaaaaaaaahp!” the Jolteon let out a low, citrus-scented belch directly into the Umbreon’s face, causing him to shield his nose with his paws. Cameron snickered at the response before going back to his flirtatiously on-cam persona. “Mmmh, just making some room for you, bre boy~” he winked, one paw pressed to his slender gut to cause it to growl ominously. “You can stare into my maw for a little while, but let’s not keep the audience waiting, shall we?”
 
“They seem pretty excited.” Sam agreed, blushing as a throb from his shaft reminded him he was somewhat excited too. “So, um… how do we…” he gestured vaguely between himself and Cameron with his paw, “Do… this? Are you going to bite my head off or..?”
 
“What? No! That’d be gross! Plus there’d be blood all over my sheets.” Cameron winced at the thought and shook his head before wiggling his hips and pulling himself off of the Umbreon’s member with a wet ‘pop’. The Jolteon took the condom off the Umbreon’s shaft and tossed it expertly into the trash can in the corner of the room. “Nah, you’re going down in one piece, my bre. I figure I could start from your paws and work my way up, that way you could watch the chat the whole way down.”
 
“You’re going to swallow me whole?” the Umbreon blinked. Cam sometimes forgot how little exposure his roommate had to his kinks, it wasn’t as though he had ever watched his stream or walked in on him while he was devouring another Pokemon. As the Jolteon turned to move to his feet he noticed something that made him grin even wider than he had before; the Umbreon wasn’t only hard, he looked like he was ready to cum again. As Sam noticed his wandering eyes he slipped one paw to cover his exposed member, “H-hey, don’t stare at that.”
 
“I knew you were into it.” Cameron winked teasingly as he finally took his position at the Umbreon’s hindpaws, using his forepaws to pin them together as he gave his black paw pads a few sensual licks. “You were just hiding it because you thought I was going to chew you up~”
 
“Keep talking like that and I’ll release the toxic sweat.” Sam warned him with a flustered blush. The Jolteon said nothing, simply smiling knowingly as he picked up the two paws in his own. He began to slurp them again, though now he was being far more forceful before. He wasn’t trying to tease the Umbreon; he was tasting him, savouring his short black fur and toe beans. Sam was at a loss as to what he was meant to be doing, but as Cameron brought his hindpaws into his jaws he realised the Jolteon would be doing most of the work. He just had to lay back and enjoy the ride.
 
Cameron took his first gulp, his powerful throat binding Sam’s paws together in its tight embrace. The strange sensation left Sam shuddering, his toes curling up to guard his sensitive pawpads as the fleshy walls pulsed around them, quickly drenching his fur with drool. The Jolteon waited, his blue eyes locked on Sam for his approval to continue. The Umbreon blushed, barely flinching as he nodded. “I-I’m fine. Don’t stop.” he told him, echoing his earlier sentiment.
 
Cameron grinned around his paws and took a gulp so powerful it dragged him right in up to his thighs, causing a startled ‘Bree!’ from the Umbreon. Sam curled his paws to his chest in submission, keeping them in place as the Jolteon worked his lower jaw around his butt, pinning his tail to his back in the process. Sam’s member was standing at full mast in front of the Jolteon’s nose, and Cameron patted the tip with his paw. It was already wet with pre, the Umbreon looked away bashfully and coughed, “S-sorry.”
 
Slrrrrrp~ the Umbreon’s eyes widened as he felt the Jolteon’s tongue move between his cheeks, its pierced tip rubbing at his tailhole. Cameron’s jaws yawned wider to engulf the Umbreon’s shaft before the Jolteon carefully rotated himself to be side-on with the webcam, allowing the viewer to see both him and the Umbreon, as well as the way his neck bulged out with the legs of his roommate.
 
Suddenly the Jolteon was slurping hungrily, assaulting the bre’s tailhole as Sam moaned out, his forepaws resting against Cameron’s face as his tail wagged in a frenzy, its ring leaving a trail of light behind it. Cameron grinned knowingly at the camera, tilting his head back to begin to slowly lift the Umbreon into the air, a single gulp reducing his ass to nothing but a bulge in his neck, which doubled as a way to introduce Sam’s cock to the fleshy walls of his throat. The Umbreon whined and whimpered, bucking his hips as he let out little ‘Bres’ of delight. “Aaah! A-aah, C-Cam! Nngh~!”
 
Cameron relaxed his throat, giving the Umbreon a moment of respite from it as he sank into his jaws. Sam panted and shivered, his fur standing on end and his ears tucked back submissively. The Jolteon could feel his heart beating through his cock, each throb letting him know how close he was, how desperate he was for realise.
 
Gllrk~! The gulp was enough to send the Umbreon over the edge, writhing and squirming he orgasmed for the second time that night. The struggling only made him sink faster, which Cameron was more than eager to help with a series of rapid gulps. The Umbreon’s slender midsection disappeared from view, along with his forelegs and chest. Soon nothing remained outside but his head.
 
Sam felt around the stomach with his hindpaws, allowing himself to paint a picture of what it was like from what he felt. It was tight and humid, its walls slick with drool and other gastric fluids. He found the bottom of the stomach, his paw submerged in a liquid that tingled the longer he lingered… it wasn’t as painful as he was expecting though… in fact, it was almost pleasant. He was ready to be submerged in it, to enter his best friend, and to temporarily become a part of him.
 
Cameron seemed to acknowledge the Umbreon’s submission as he turned to face the camera, his jaws parting wide as the Umbreon’s head sank into the jaws, his ears pinned to the throat walls so that only his face remained visible, framed by the Jolteon’s maw. He read through the chat of strangers praising him and Cameron for the show, pokemon announcing their orgasms and others talking about how they’d love to be in his situation, or Cameron’s… the thought of other Pokemon wanting to devour him caused his member to ache for a third round, but the Dark-type desperately needed his rest if he wasn’t going to be sore the next day.
 
As the throat pulsed around him he could feel himself slipping, more and more of his vision clouded by pink flesh until he could see the twin jaws of the Jolteon slowly closing to conceal him from view, and to pin his mask in place between the back row of teeth. ‘Glrrrk!’ that was all it took to send the Sam down to his bed for the night, the Umbreon squirming and blushing all the way down until he was just a hefty bulge in the Jolteon’s midsection. Sam pressed himself against the fleshy walls around him, moaning as he moved one paw between his legs to tend to his shaft, his tail thumping and splashing the stomach juices over his fur.
 
Cameron groaned as he began to rub his gut with both his forepaws, his legs spread to allow his gut to hang in front of him like a giant yellow furred boulder. He grinned at the camera, knowing there was just one more thing his audience was waiting for, only this time he didn’t need to chug an energy drink for it. He opened his jaws, the force of his belch blowing the Umbreon’s mask out from them and leaving it landed on the bed with a splat, covered in a few strands of black fur. “Urrrrrrrrrrrraaaaahhhp! Mmmh, and that’s how you celebrate a hundred streams~” he winked at the camera.
 
Tips began to pour in immediately, leaving the Jolteon snickering and slapping his belly in delight to tease his audience. “Heh, thanks everyone. That was the best meal I've had in a while, way better than eating Jirachi if you ask me.” he joked, letting out another belch as he reached over to the bedside cabinet and picked up the seed that had been resting on top of it. “No Umbreon were harmed during the making of this show.” he winked, tossing the Reviver seed into his jaws.
 
He tilted his head back and took a gulp, his paw trailing along after it sensually as he licked his lips. With Sam safe, he could continue his show at his own pace… and as he felt the bulge of the bre’s backside grinding against his gut he couldn't help but give it a few thrusts.
 
[Gaymer123]: “Is that some belly humping I see?”
[SirLanceSwalot]: “I think so! Cam still hasn't cum yet, has he?”
[Gaymer123]: “Not yet, but if he keeps up with that he will~”
 
“Hff, great idea, guys.” Cameron grinned widely, eliciting a confused ‘Mmf?!’ from the Umbreon shaped bulge he had pinned under him. He slowly began to stand up, shuffling himself over his gut to pin it underneath him as his paws came down either side of it to lock Sam in place. He rested his chin on the bulge of the Umbreon’s head, feeling his ears pressed against the top of his stomach as his shaft grinded between the curves of his rear end. “Hff, you don’t mind, do you, Stan?”
 
The Umbreon let out a muffled, pleasured moan in response. The Jolteon grinned at his approval and bucked his hips against the bump, his wet member gliding over his soft fur and poking the bre through the walls of his stomach. He began to hump faster and harder, grunting with each thrust as he listened to Sam’s moaning and yipping beyond the growling and gurgling of his gut. “Hff, aah- Mmph!”
 
The chat cheered him on as his thrusts became more fluid and pre dripped from the tip of his shaft, smearing against the fur on the underside of his belly. Cameron grinned into the camera as he picked up the Umbreon’s discarded mask and pinning it to the bulge of his face, “Mmmh, don’t forget your mask, bre~” The Jolteon teased him, propping it against his gut as he pressed harder onto the bulge.
 
The sounds from his gut became louder and far more forceful, but the way the Umbreon moaned inside him only convinced Cameron to press harder. He could feel his climax nearing, small sparks began to leap off of his spiked fur, zapping and sparking as he began to sweat and moan. He tilted his head back, his eyes closed tightly in bliss as he let out a cry of satisfaction. His member throbbed as he continued to hump, riding his orgasm and shooting his load all over the bulge of the Umbreon’s rear end. He put his full weight on his gut, leaning over it with his rear in the air as he dug his paws into it, holding Sam in a full body hug.
 
Finally the moment passed, the Jolteon was exhausted and spent. Sam was barely moving, too tired from the night of excitement to struggle or tease his predator. Cameron smacked his lips and let out one final Sam-scented belch, the Umbreon’s mask dropping off the distended gut and landing on the bedsheets before him. “Hfff… thanks for watching, everyone.”
 
[Gaymer123]: “Thanks so much! <3”
[WatchUWork]: “Best show ever!”
[SirLanceSwalot]: “Stayed up late to watch the end, totally worth it. Bye Cameron!”
 
“Bye everyone, see you next week,” The Jolteon grinned as he reached a shaky paw over to his mouse and shut the stream down with a single click. The chat continued to run after the video had died, but Cameron knew they could entertain themselves. He flopped onto his side, too tired and full to even pull himself under the bed sheets as he nuzzled the bulge of his roommate, giving the bulge of his head and affectionate kiss.
 
“You’re the best, man… really, I owe you one,” Cameron sighed softly as he kneaded his gut with his forepaws. He reached over the bedside cabinet, his paw blindly tapping at the top before finally retrieving his phone. “Going to send over your half of the earnings tonight, it’ll all be there for you when you’re back in the morning. Once you’re reformed I’ll get started on the dishes or whatever.”
 
[i]Gwwwwrrgggggle![/i]
 
The Jolteon blushed at just how loud that particular groan had been, though he had a guess as to why Sam had decided to be so vocal. He rolled his eyes, opening up the clock app on his phone. “Okay, fine. I’ll make sure the apartment is cleaned up before you revive too.” he smirked, patting his gut with his paw, “I’m a Jolt of my word, after all.”
 
[i]Grrgggglee…[/i] the promise seemed to have sated the gurgling Umbreon’s demands, at least for now. Once Cameron had sent Sam his earnings for the night he rolled over, curling around his gut as he fell into a deep slumber. He wanted to make sure he was well rested for the early start he had, but he knew it would be worth it when he saw Sam’s reaction to reforming to a completely tidy apartment.
 
...Not to mention teasing him with the fat he had added to his ass.
 
The End