Chapter one contains disclaimers and warnings.

Zork wasn't looking for a long term commitment, he just wanted to have a little fun.
Still he had to admit to himself, the repetition did get old after a while.
Sure, getting pounded by your fellow males and occasionally pounding some Pokemon you didn't know could be fun for a while, in the heat of the moment, but it usually left Zork feeling horrible and miserable in the long run.
He sighed, trying to decide whether or not he should return to the club where he could forget his misgivings for a night.
At first he told himself he wouldn't go, he could resist the clubs. It was not long though before he started to get aroused and couldn't resist checking out the club.
Knowing he'd regret it in the morning, Zork headed for the gathering place where a homosexual Pokemon orgy would now be in full swing.
As usual, it was fun while it lasted, but once again, he felt horrible in the morning.
He couldn't even remember the night very well, only snatches of sucking off a Salamance, being sucked on by a Furret and being anally penetrated by a Frogadier.
At this image, Zork bowed his head in shame and began to weep.
Why did he always have to make the same damned mistake every week?
Was he that weak? He who prided himself on his strength and deception, too weak to resist a night of sexual satisfaction?
Zork wanted to just curl up and die, so intense was the remorse.
"I've got to come to terms with my addiction, my failure." Zork said allowed. "The only way I can ever change is through this realization. I am a slut."
The admission stung in his throat as if he had swallowed the Pin Missile attack of a wild Beedrill.
"What can I do about it?" He asked himself, a fresh cascade of tears flowing from his face. "First I suppose I should bathe."
Zork walked out of his din and down a small hill to the river where he usually cleaned himself.
He leaped into the cold water, shivering a bit at the initial temperature.
Licking and rubbing his body with his paws, he was able to wash himself of the dried liquids left by many lusting males the previous night.
When he was satisfied, he clambered out of the river and back on to the grass.
The wind blew against his wet fur, causing the Zoroark to shiver involuntarily.
He lay in the grass, the sun soon drying his wet fur.
While laying there, Zork had plenty of time to contemplate and reflect upon his life.
"Resisting is obviously not enough. What I need is a mate."
His eyes lit up at this prospect and he shook his head to clear it.
"Someone I can love. Someone I can express affection to."
He wanted to get up right that minute, but decided it was probably wiser to finish drying off in the hot sun first.
"If I found a mate, I could have sex and not feel guilty. There can be meaning to the lovemaking, not my selfish desires alone."
When he was sufficiently dried off, he rose to his feet and began to head into the community of Pokemon.
He saw many Pokemon milling about, each heading to their respective destinations.
A flock of Pidove, Tallonflame, Starly and Pidgeotto flew above the area, heading to what Zork presumed to be a kind of school due to the ages of these Pokemon.
Several Lillipup played together under the watchful eye of two Stoutland Zork thought were most likely their parents.
A lone Sylveon setting on a bench.
A Dedenne and Pikachu were wrestling on the ground, the Dedenne seemingly winning the competition of strength.
Zork took this all in, wishing he could be like these care free city Pokemon.
He wanted to have a mate to be with, wanted young Pokemon to look after.
Then, he approached the part of the community which reminded him most of himself.
A machamp female was standing near a human building, miming that she offered sexual services for food or shelter.
A wasted male Arcanine lay near her, probably just finished with her services.
There were a group of male Pokemon and female Pokemon, all looking to have been up all night, doing sexual things the entire time.
The dark fox tried to avert his eyes from all of this, but in this section of the community it was impossible to simply ignore the Pokemon.
Several female and male Pokemon offered him sexual relief as he past through, he politely refusing.
It seemed like when he just wanted a one nighter, potential mates were everywhere, but when he was on the search for a mate, one night sex acts were copiously available.
Sighing, he left this area and continued on his walk.
He saw a Ninetales giving him a look which suggested potential interest, but unfortunately Zork saw it was a female.
If you haven't figured it out yet, Zork was a male Zoroark who was only attracted to other male Pokemon.
Continuing onward, Zork began to wonder if he'd ever find someone who cared for him, who loved him.
Zork was nearly ready to give up when he saw a familiar Sylveon looking at him.
This appeared to be the same Sylveon he had seen on a human bench earlier. Was this a coincidence? Or was this Sylveon perhaps following him?
Zork inched towards the Sylveon, not wanting to let this Pokemon know he had been spotted. Getting closer, Zork was able to tell the Pokemon was a male by the way the Sylveon walked.
"Hi there!" Zork shouted, the fairy Pokemon jumping a foot in the air.
"Hello." The male Eevee evolution said uncertainly.
"Were ya following me?" Zork asked in a non-accusatory tone.
"I didn't mean-" The Sylveon started to say.
"Don't worry, I'm not mad." The fox Pokemon assured.
"Well yes, I was following you." Sylveon said, looking down at his front paws. "I-" Sylveon thought better of whatever he was going to say.
"Go on, why were ya following me?" Zork prompted in a friendly voice.
"Well erm, no reason really." The fairy Pokemon said, the lie evident in his voice.
"Come now, me and you both know that's a bunch of Tauros droppings." Zork said, rubbing the eevee evolution's back with his lower left paw, a common flirtatious gesture.
The Sylveon went red and moved his hind right foot slowly across the ground.
"Well, I, to be honest, I saw you walking and, well I, sorta fell for you if you know what I mean. I'm in love with you." The Sylveon said, blushing a brighter shade of red.
"I see. I kinda like you too." Zork said with another flirtatious run of the paw down the fairy-type's back.
"Kinda?" Sylveon asked, a little disappointed.
"Well I don't like loving someone just by their looks, to truly love you, I need to get to know you." Zork said, resting a paw on the Sylveon's back. "Come on, let's walk together."
They walked for a minute before beginning conversation.
"So, we seem to have skipped introductions." The Zoroark said, his lower left arm now resting across the Sylveon's back as they walked. "I'm Zork."
"My name is Paul." The Sylveon said, seeming a bit shy around his potential future mate.
They continued walking while learning more about themselves.
Zork discovered the Sylveon was roughly four months younger than himself.
While talking, Zork also found out the Sylveon shared some of his interests.
He was growing to like the Sylveon more and more as the day progressed.
They decided to hunt for food together, the equivalent to a human date.
Paul was actually very fast and an extremely good hunter. Zork had always prided himself on his hunting skills, but this Sylveon was something else.
"Think this is enough?" Paul asked after their fifth kill.
"Should be plenty." Zork replied, the smell causing his belly to growl.
Zork's face turned red as Paul poked the elusion Pokemon's stomach with his nose.
Feeling an erection coming on, Zork playfully shoved the Sylveon away from him, towards the pile of prey they had made.
While eating, they continued getting to know each other. To Zork's chagrin, he still had an erection.
Attempting to hide the hard on, Zork ate his meal bent over.
"Hey Zorky, why are you eating like that?" Paul asked after a minute.
"Like what?" Zork asked.
"Bent over like that." Paul answered, a little bemused.
"I always eat like this silly." Zork lied quickly.
Paul dropped the subject, but Zork could tell he was still a little confused.
Perhaps they would have avoided sexual contact that night, but Paul unintentionally made that nigh impossible.
Zork, still hunched over, just finished his food when he noticed a discoloration in the Sylveon's pale cream fur.
Curiously, Zork moved a little closer to the Sylveon, forgetting about his erection for a moment.
What he saw, however, made him remember real quick. The Sylveon was sporting a nice seven inch erection of his own.
At the same time Zork saw Paul's erection, the cute fairy eeveelution noticed Zork's own arousal.
Both males blushing bright red, they began to lick each other's faces affectionately.
Soon, Zork moved to lick the Sylveon's ears and forehead, while Sylveon moved down to lick Zork's neck.
They began to softly nip each other in sensitive upper-body areas such as the ears and neck.
Neither thought about if this was right or wrong, neither assumed that perhaps the other had just spent time with them for sexual reasons. The opposite was so obviously true that either would have laughed in your face if you had suggested it.
Paul began licking down Zork's body, the foreplay making the dark fox go crazy.
The smell of Zork's body was very pleasant to the Sylveon. Everything about Zork was perfect in the fairy-type's mind.
When Paul reached Zork's belly, Zork flipped him over and began doing the licking.
The elusion Pokemon swiftly licked all over the Sylveon's body, soon reaching his member. Lust coursed through Zork more so than ever before. This felt right, this felt perfect. He never had such feelings at the clubs.
Zork took paul's rod in to his mouth and sucked it.
Feelings such as Paul had never felt before consumed his body.
This was amazing!
It was obvious to Zork he was doing a good job on the Sylveon, judging by the fairy-type's seemingly involuntary thrusts.
Zork moaned around Paul's meat, his moans not having nearly the volume of the pleasured Sylveon's.
If Paul were to guess what was happening, he would guess he died and went to heaven, such was the intense ecstasy running through him.
The feel of Zork's warm wet mouth and tongue on his member felt so great to the fairy type Pokemon.
Zork was experiencing a pleasure much different to Paul's, but it had the same power and potency.
The dark fox Pokemon began to massage the Sylveon's balls while still sucking on the fairy fox's shaft.
"Syyllllllll." Paul moaned, his climax imminent.
Thrusting deep into Zork's maw, Sylveon unloaded his balls into the Zoroark.
The liquid ran down Zork's throat, the elusion Pokemon loving the feel of the warm seed.
Zork slowly moved away from the temporarily satisfied Sylveon.
The fairy Pokemon gave his own rod a few licks, the taste of the Zoroark lingering on it.
Paul had always known he was more attracted to males than females. As early as eight months old, he could remember asking his mother a controversial question.
"Mommy?" He had asked the Vaporeon.
"Yeah?" His mother had answered.
"Why is it wrong for a male to love another male?" Paul asked innocently.
"What do you mean?" She asked, the concern evident in her voice. "Your father loves you."
"No, I mean love, like you love dad." Paul asked.
"Well, because two males can't have cubs together." She said.
Paul dropped the subject, but never forgot.
Back in the present, Paul assumed the submissive posture, shaking his behind in the air.
The sight filled Zork with even more lust than he previously had.
He approached slowly and licked the Sylveon's lower back.
Unable to wait any longer, Zork mounted the fairy eevee evolution and thrust forward.
His initial thrust was unsuccessful in penetrating the Sylveon, but Zork soon rectified this.
Paul didn't know what to expect. He was a virgin back there, and he didn't know what it would feel like to have this powerful dark type on top of him.
This ignorance, however, was bliss and Paul was ready to be surprised.
When Zork's member hit its mark and pressed deep into him, the fairy fox was not sorry for his actions. No, this felt amazing, better than he would have ever anticipated!
He could feel Zork's shaft separating and stretching him. Some pain came with the pleasure, and Paul's eyes began to water.
From this point, things only got better. The pain decreased, replaced by the pleasure of the Zoroark's member moving and out of him.
"Zoooork." Paul moaned, thrusting gently backwards.
The feel of Paul's tight hole gave Zork more pleasure than he had felt in many many years.
His tongue hung from his mouth, moans and pleasured growls erupting from his throat.
He gripped the Sylveon's shoulders, allowing him better leverage.
With this new development, Zork thrust harder and faster than ever, this pleasing them both even more than before.
Paul squeezed his hole tight on Zork's member as the dark type hit a sensitive area within the fairy type's body.
The Sylveon appeared to have lost control. He thrust backward, trying to get as much of Zork's member inside of him as possible.
Being a fox-like Pokemon, foxes being a member of the canine family, Zork had a knot which was used to tie him to his female mate.
The thing was, Zork was not mating with a female. The elusion Pokemon wondered if this knot would hurt the fairy type. Unfortunately, there was no stopping it entering Paul's cavern due to Paul's enthusiastic participation.
The Pokemon were lost in each other. The touch, the feel, the pleasure.
The sound of their furry bodies impacting each other was muffled and didn't compare to the sound of their ecstatic moans.
Zork's knot began to swell inside of the fairy Pokemon, stretching Paul's cavern wider.
Zork continued to thrust, now unable to exit his lover's body.
Knowing what was happening, Paul was nervous, not scared, of tying with the Zoroark.
Muscles tensing up, his mind seeming to leave him, Zoroark prepared for the best climax of his life.
The male Zoroark tried to prolong this amazing experience, but there was only so much he could do. He was going to cum, and he was going to very soon.
"Paaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuul!" Zoroark howled with pleasure, seed cascading from his pleasured rod and deep into the body of his beloved Sylveon.
Completely unprepared for the feelings he now was feeling, Paul released his own load all over himself.
Both Pokemon panted in the aftermath of the experience, seed dripping from Paul's stomach and ass.
Zork's seed was largely imprisoned in Paul's hole, that being the purpose of a male canine's knot.
The dark fox was struck with the feeling of happiness which lingered even after the sex act. He never felt this way at the orgies, it was always guilt which filled his heart there.
They stayed in this position for the next thirty-five minutes. When Zork's swelling reduced enough for the two to separate, the dark type slowly dismounted.
They licked each other free of the sticky liquid which covered the both of them, heading home to Zork's din afterwards.
Zork finally found true happiness, his future never seemed brighter.
His existence no longer focused on his self serving lusts and desires. His life now centered around his cute new Sylveon mate, who Zork vowed to make the happiest male in the world.

I remember when I was younger and didn't understand why people liked romances. Although these are different sorts of romances to the kinds my family read, I perhaps understand it a bit more haha.
Never thought I'd end up writing that "garbage" at any rate.
Well, I've got many many requests, some containing Pokemon already used or Pokemon I don't want to use consecutively.
I can no longer promise all pairings will be done (course guess I never promised that in the first place), but all are catalogued for my browsing.
Pairings are still welcome. This is most likely going to become a completely reader driven collection. I've only done one story that is my own pairing, that being chapter one.
One last thing, with the approaching release of X and Y, I don't know how much I'll be writing. When the games are released, it could be a few weeks break for me.
Even fanfic writers are intitled to breaks, right? No? Well screw you! I kid, I kid.
See ya guys laytah!