“Matt, I feel like this is non-negotiable.”

“But we’re old enough! I can look after myself.”

“I’m not disputing that. It’s your friends that I’m worried about...”

This had been a subject they’d struggled to come to an agreement on since Matt came home from school 2 hours ago. Yesterday had been incredibly nice-- Matt opened his gifts, had a tearful reunion with his uncle, and everything had worked out well. They even watched a nice movie, and Matt fell asleep on the couch after getting to spend some time with his uncle, and he seemed incredibly happy...until the topic of Halloween came up the next morning. Matt assured Jonah that he should be able to go trick-or-treating on his own, and Jonah had no qualms...if it were just him and Kai. But Matt’s friends were along for the ride, and Jonah didn’t get the impression they were nice people, not from what he’d heard from Kai, or seen of them here and there when he had the chance to pick them up from school. They gave him bad vibes.

“You don’t like my friends?” Matt kept his voice low, but the look on his face said it all; he wasn’t really hurt, but he was pissed off. Jonah pursed his muzzle and tried his best to come up with a response that didn’t appear insulting, but there wasn’t really anything he could say that wasn’t already damning. In the end, he shifted gears.

“I’m just saying I’d feel better if you had a chaperone.” He insisted, and Matt let out an exasperated sigh, pacing around Jonah’s room and stomping his feet a little.

“There’s no one to escort us,” Matt argued, tail flicking. “You’re off babying Ezra, again.”

“Matt...” Jonah sighed. “Ezra’s a kid, he needs someone to look out for him, and his friend’s mom isn’t available. Maybe you can...I don’t know...”

A knock at the door startled them both, and Jonah whipped his head around to see a Growlithe poking his head in, eyebrows raised, surprised at the exchange. He offered them both a quick smile before sidling into the room. Carter had been a weird choice for Jonah. He’d heard about him through Ezra, who had said that Matt and his uncle used to ‘hang out’ a lot and that Matt wouldn’t be home much. That had led Jonah to go looking for Carter on Pokébook and...sure enough, he’d found him through his Dad’s page. They had been talking over a messaging app for the better part of a couple of weeks in the run-up to Matt’s birthday. It was weird for Jonah; he had never met Carter, but he was technically his uncle too...and he was also unevolved. Arcanines needed a Fire Stone to evolve, something that Jonah had only received as a farewell ‘gift’ from his Dad, but Carter had apparently never really taken to being an Arcanine very well.

“What’s going on?” Carter asked, keeping his voice hushed to match theirs. “You guys are up here bickering whilst the other two are downstairs trying to get into their costumes.”

“Matt wants to go trick-or-treating with his friends and wants to take Kai along...” Jonah explained, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I don’t mind that, but his friends are...they’re the type to get in trouble, so I just want to make sure they’re safe.”

“Is that it?” Carter frowned. “I can take them. Why didn’t you ask me?”

“Uncle...I can’t ask you to go babysitting some teenagers when you’re meant to be here to visit Matt. That doesn’t seem very fair.” Jonah insisted, looking guilty, doubly so when Matt visibly lit up at the possibility.

“C’mon, you thought I was coming without knowing the date?” He scoffed. “I can fit in with a couple of teenagers. Besides, I brought a costume and everything for something just like this.”

“Are you serious?” Jonah scoffed. The Growlithe was small, closer to Matt’s height, but Jonah was fully, 100% aware that Carter was nearing his 40s, and had a good 10 years on him at least. He was a little incredulous about the idea of someone that old hanging out with a bunch of kids, but...it made a little more sense to him when the relation came into play. He was their uncle, after all-- if the roles were swapped, he wouldn’t think anything of him chaperoning Matt and his friends instead.

“Of course. I think Matt likes the idea as well, right?” Carter glanced to his nephew and the Umbreon shrugged his shoulders, but his tail was wagging.

“I still think we can go on our own...” Matt grumbled, putting on an act that neither adult saw through as he looked up at Jonah. “If Uncle Carter comes with us, then can we go?”

Jonah wasn’t winning this one, of that he was pretty certain. He exhaled, running a hand up and through his cream-furred mane. Matt already looked giddy at the prospect before the resignation passed Jonah’s lips. The Arcanine wasn’t happy about being cornered, but Carter at least made a good point, and he had to admit it was going to give him piece of mind to know an adult was there to keep them out of trouble...he faintly remembered his own antics as a teen, throwing toilet paper over houses, setting fires to bushes...he hoped Matt wouldn’t do the same with Carter present.

“Okay, fine,” Jonah tutted, hands on his hips. “Just...don’t stay out too late. And make sure all your friends actually get home too, please.”

“Thank you!” Matt turned and threw the words over his shoulder as he slipped past Carter and out of the room, and Jonah turned to his costume on the bed-- it was Ezra’s idea, who stubbornly insisted he wouldn’t go trick-or-treating unless Jonah took part...and the Arcanine couldn’t refuse the summons of a 9-year-old’s whims.

“Sure got your hands full, huh?” Carter probed behind him, and Jonah glanced at him over his shoulder. If Carter had a costume, he wasn’t wearing it yet...but he certainly looked the part of a teen. Jonah would have mistaken him for someone Matt’s age if he didn’t know better.

“Pff. Yeah,” Jonah scoffed, taking in a deep breath. “Though I imagine you know what it’s like too, right? You used to look after Matt a lot.”

“When he’s not showing off, he’s a good kid,” Carter dismissively remarked, stepping across the room. “A little opinionated, but he’s cute, if you placate him the right way.”

“Yeah, well...don’t wanna placate him too much or he’ll start doing whatever he wants. Plus, I got workers breathing down my neck making sure he’s settled.” Jonah exhaled. He didn’t really manage to get the reason as to why Carter couldn’t take in his nephews himself-- the Arcanine knew his uncle lived in the area where his Dad was, and there was no doubt they probably shared a space for a while before he had more kids to look after...but it felt rude to ask, and Carter never brought it up, so he supposed he might never know why. Though, he didn’t really need to, since he didn’t resent taking them in; it was just stressful.

“Take a deep breath, Jonah,” Carter sat on the edge of the bed. “I can handle them. Just try and enjoy yourself, alright? You’ve been working a lot.”

“Feels like two jobs.” Jonah half-laughed, but it felt awkward to confide or vent his emotions to an uncle he barely even knew. He shrugged it off and picked up the heavy fireman’s jacket, slinging it over his shoulders. The pants sat on the bed awaiting him with a heavy red hat to the left of it, all of it picked up from the Spiritomb Halloween.

“At least Matt liked his gifts,” Carter remarked.

“Yeah. Thanks for that.” Jonah was genuine; Matt was a tough kid to get gifts for since his hobbies included sitting on his phone and, well, sex, though Jonah couldn’t say that. Carter knew him just a little better, enough to pick out a few things that weren’t even on Jonah’s radar. Seeing the Umbreon light up when he held up a printed T-shirt of a band called The Scizor Pistols, and he’d looked over the moon to get tickets to see Perish Song early next year, which Jonah had to scramble to get. The rest of his gifts-- a Pupitar phone case, some CDs and digital ownership of them to boot, gift cards to Urshifu Outfitters and a set of LED lights for his room to change as he liked all went down well, but weren’t the highlights in comparison.

“Hey, you’re welcome. Anytime, you know? I’ve missed him-- all of them, really.”

“Yeah, sorry, I just...didn’t really know how to reach you and didn’t even know you were that close to everyone. I haven’t spoken to Dad in over 10 years, I’d honestly forgotten I even had an uncle living out there.”

“No, no, I get it. I should have reached out too, once I heard where they were moving to.”

It was a conversation they’d had before, with no real resolution, just a lot of unknowns on both sides. Jonah glanced at him and awkwardly smiled, and Carter took the hint, understanding the Arcanine needed to change. He quickly got up and headed to the door, slipping in through but keeping his head poked in.

“When are his friends showing up again?”

“About 30 minutes or so, I think. They could be late for all I know.”

“Got it.”

Jonah was left to his devices for a moment, hearing Ezra’s giggles downstairs as he slipped into the firefighter costume and awkwardly pulled up his pants enough so that they didn’t sag around his ankles. He hadn’t gone trick-or-treating since he was around 14 or 15, when everyone had started to grow out of it...it was probably going to be Matt’s last Halloween where he actually felt like a kid, so he hoped he’d enjoy it. It made him wonder if Kai would even bother to go out trick-or-treating himself in the future, if Matt wasn’t there to go with him any more.

Once he was dressed, he headed out to the hallway and peeked briefly into Matt’s room as he headed to the stairs, though he didn’t see him at a glance. As he descended, he could hear chatter in the main living room, and when he was about halfway down the stairs, he lit up at the sight of the two younger boys, with Carter loitering nearby, half-dressed.

“You look great, you two.” Jonah beamed. Ezra had been so excited to wear his costume, and now that he was in it, he looked cute beyond measure; one of his favourite shows as a superhero cartoon called Captain Pangoro and the Pancham Rangers, and he sported a bright yellow spandex suit and helmet reminiscent of the yellow Pancham ranger in the shower...though for the life of him, Jonah couldn’t really remember the name. Kai was just as cute; he was wearing more or less a ghost sheet, but the main head of it was shaped to look like a Lapras, like he was some maidan on the lake...definitely not what Jonah had expected when Kai first showed it to him, but the two of them had painstakingly put it together from the instructions, and even tweaked it to suit Kai’s needs. The sheet went all the way down to his ankles, where his feet stuck out, and Jonah was pretty sure the Vaporeon was wearing clothes beneath so that he couldn’t get cold. Kai spun on the spot when Jonah looked down at him, showing off a big, rubbery shell on his back, painted white with little paper wisps trailing off of it.

“Kai looks so cool!” Ezra grinned; it was his first time seeing the costume, probably.

“He does.” Jonah agreed, glancing over to Carter. He was topless, but he was already reaching for what looked like a punky, semi-ripped shirt and sleek black jacket. From the cardboard guitar leaning up against the couch, he assumed he was meant to be going as some kind of rockstar...he was really going all out.

“You ready, Ezra?” Jonah was meant to be taking Ezra to his friend’s place so they could go trick-or-treating. The Eevee perked up and immediately grabbed his pail from the table, pattering over to the door to wait as Jonah watched him, before he turned to Carter. He felt bad leaving him in charge, but his uncle insisted. He couldn’t shake an awkward feeling in his gut, but it was easy to ignore.

“Uncle...thanks again for taking them out. You have my number, right?” Jonah asked.

“Yeah, yeah. Don’t worry, Jonah. Go have fun, make sure the kids have a good time,” The Growlithe flashed a grin at him as he shrugged on the jacket, where pointy silver spikes jutted out from the shoulders. “If we need anything, I’ll shoot you a text.”

“Thanks,” Jonah felt a little relieved, stepped across the room to Kai and reached out to the sheet, feeling around until he found the Vaporeon’s shoulder, squeezing it. “Have a good time, okay? I’ll see you guys later, we can binge on candy and watch a scary movie.”

He couldn’t see Kai’s expression beneath the sheet, only briefly able to see his eyes through the Lapras-shaped head, but he was sure he smiled. With a brief sigh, Jonah stepped away and towards the door, where Ezra could barely stand still, giddy with excitement. Jonah ushered him out, holding the door open before glancing up over his shoulder to the stairs, hearing the thump of feet descending. Sure enough, Matt was making his way down, dressed in his own costume-- a very simple, kind-of-lazy hoodie with a bright white skeleton imprint over the front and sides. It was low-effort, but also pretty on-brand for the Umbreon.

“See you guys later.” Jonah said over his shoulder, smiling briefly at Matt before he pulled the door shut behind him, trudging off down the path with the Eevee towards his car. Inside, Matt tugged on the ends of his hoodie, smoothing it out, before he looked over at the other two; he’d already seen Kai in his costume, but Carter’s made him grin.

“Holy shit, you look cool, Uncle Carter.” Matt remarked, the Growlithe turning to him and zipping up the jacket with a toothy grin.

“Yeah? Thought you might,” He smirked. “We’re gonna bag a shit ton of candy tonight, boys. Trust me, I know how to smooth over an urban parent.”

“I bet,” Matt jabbed in a teasing tone. “Stav just texted me, they’re about 5 minutes out. I didn’t tell them you were coming, though...”

“Oh, really? That’s perfect then,” Carter grinned even wider, a twinkle in his eye. “Wanna play a prank?”

“A prank?” Matt was a little surprised-- the two of them hadn’t pulled things like that since Matt was a 7-year-old. It was a little nostalgic, but Carter also tended to take things too far sometimes...he remembered the blow-up his Dad had at the time when he pretended he was a police officer. Though, considering everything that’s happened since...it made a lot of sense why he was so angry and panicked.

“Here’s what we’ll do...” Carter stepped closer, hooking an arm around Matt and leading him over to the kitchen, out of earshot of Kai, who didn’t look like he wanted to participate anyway. “You guys head out as normal...and you try to encourage them to do something a little more fun than just trick-or-treating. I’ll follow you from behind, and once you’ve started to get them riled up, I’ll jump out and pretend to be shocked and tell them I’ll call the cops.”

“Dude, they’ll freak the fuck out,” Matt laughed, but he was also a little apprehensive; he didn’t know his new friends well enough to know how they’d take it. “But Kai will be there...he isn’t really a part of this whole thing, you know.”

“You don’t have to go all the way...just enough to get them to pull their pants down,” Carter teased, nudging Matt’s side with his free hand. “C’mon, it’ll be funny. Then we’ll go about as normal.”

“Well...” Matt hesitated, before his muzzle stretched into a grin. “Alright, fine. I can’t wait to see the look on their faces.”

The two of them giggled, keeping it hushed, whilst Kai just looked on, nervousness crossing his features beneath the sheet. He turned to glance towards the parted curtains, and he could see a few figures walking down the street and hovering by the fence leading up to their house, before they stepped closer into the porch light. He could make out a variety of costumes, but considering the number, and the faces of some...they were Matt’s friends. He didn’t say anything, however, and waited until one of them punched the doorbell, which sent Matt and Carter into action.

The Growlithe hid in the kitchen in case any of Matt’s friends came in as the Umbreon answered the door-- he pulled it open, and his four friends stood in a row, carrying various differently coloured and stylised pails, though they were all probably from Spiritomb Halloween. Uzi was front and centre, a strange de facto leader of the group.

“Right on time,” Matt smirked, adjusting his hoodie slightly and tugging on the hood of it, which had threaded around his ears. “You guys ready to score some candy?”

“Hell yeah, we want some free shit.” Uzi puffed out his chest. He was sporting a getup that Matt wasn’t really familiar with; he had a wide-brimmed hat, like a cowboy, and some kind of eye mask across his face with a long, flowing red and black cape. Some kind of sword sat at his side.

“What are you supposed to be?” Matt frowned.

“Zorroark,” It sounded just like the Pokémon, which confused Matt even more, so Uzi clarified. “It’s like an old 90s movie.”

“Right...” Matt glanced over to the others-- Stav had a black robe and a toy scythe as tall as his body, looking like a grim reaper, and Kam’s wearing some kind of scarecrow outfit, which seems kind of odd considering his disguise, but Wick put in as little effort as he did; he had some kind of slim-fitting gold costume, but it ended around his neck and wrists, and he held his hands up, letting puffs of orange flame-- quite unlike his life-sapping purple ones-- emanate from his palms. He was a candle. That was the costume. Matt had to suppress a laugh.

“Those costumes look good. Where’d you get them?” Matt asked.

“Kam made them,” Uzi jabbed a thumb at the Mimikyu. “You didn’t know? He does it every year.”

“Oh shit, really?” Matt’s surprised, but there’s a lot he doesn’t know about them.

“Come on, let’s go, before all the good candy is gone. Fuck, your house is so far out,” Uzi urged, reaching out to grab Matt’s wrist to pull him out the doorframe. “Your brother here?”

“Yeah. Kai! Let’s get going.” He tried not to acknowledge Carter, knowing he’d be following along behind inevitably, and Kai came into view in the doorway, not even saying hello-- it’s just how he was, but he at least held both Matt and his pails in one of his hands, clutched between fingers. Matt reached out to take the Vaporeon’s hand as Uzi pulled him in turn, leading them out the door. Matt cast one final glance back before Kai pulled the door shut as they left.

They didn’t have a set plan, though it wasn’t like they intended to do much other than mess around, at least from Matt’s friends' perspective. Kai was more or less just along for the ride, but Matt, in the back of his mind, was already planning on making sure Kai got enough candy. Starting on their street was probably the best thing to do, and as they head past the fence to the pavement, Matt’s ear twists to an all-too-familiar cry that he’s heard so many times out of his window-- his neighbour, presumably an only child, looked to be heading out as well. Uzi led the way as the others followed, going from door to door...and Matt looked over his shoulder on occasion, wondering if his uncle was following behind, just waiting for them to do something.

The group of them went through house after house, sometimes behind kids that Matt didn’t recognise, not even ones from his school, not that he paid too much attention anyway. The only thing he really knew was that there weren’t a whole lot of kids actually living around where he was living, save for his neighbour...back when he was with Dad, it was kind of the same too. They must have come from a few blocks over, at least that’s what he guessed. He kept mostly to the back of the group for around half an hour or so-- they all kind of collectively knew that Uzi was just piggybacking off of Kam’s desire to go get candy, mostly on account of wanting free food. He at least spoke to them, though he kept close to Kai, just wanting to make sure he was comfortable; Matt’s friends weren’t his, but his usual friend at school apparently wasn’t available tonight.

“Hey, so...” They trudged down the path of another house to its wrought iron fence, hovering briefly outside the front of it as other kids sidled by, dressed in their own Halloween costumes. “You guys wanna do something a little more fun?”

The group turned to look at Matt, even Kai, though it was hard to tell under the sheet he was wearing. Their pails only had a little bit of candy in them, and they hadn’t even gone that far into their trick-or-treating. Uzi frowned as Kam tilted his head to the side, whilst the other two just exchanged a glance, as if they already had a good idea what the Umbreon was suggesting.

“Like what?” Uzi scoffed, and Matt stepped closer, feeling apprehensive. He didn’t really want to do this kind of thing in front of Kai-- he was still on the fence about it, despite Kai saying he didn’t mind-- but Carter was waiting diligently for their prank to play out...and he wanted to do it.

“We could head around the side of that house over there and I can show you a real treat.” Matt murmured into the side of Uzi’s head, where his earhole should be. He wanted to reach down and grope the Marshadow as well, but they were in the middle of the street, and it probably wouldn’t work out. Uzi looked at him out of the corner of his eye, gulping; his interest seemed obvious. He turned his head slightly to look at the others before looping an arm around Matt’s shoulder. Frankly, the Umbreon was surprised how easy it was: he thought that the yearning for candy would trump sex, which they do every day.

“Let’s go over there,” Uzi giggled. “Damn, Matt, when did you get so forward? Thought I was gonna have to force it out of you...”

Matt just chuckled, unsure what to say to that, as Uzi ushered him onwards, and the others followed suit. Wick and Stav chattered to each other in a hushed tone as Kai kept to the very back, and after a few moments, Kam fell into line behind him. Matt looked over his shoulder to see the two talking, but he wasn’t sure what they were even talking about...but of the group, Kam was probably the friendliest, just a little eccentric and did what he wanted, typically. It was impossible to tell if his brother was uncomfortable.

They rounded the side of someone’s home, and Matt peered over, noticing that the lights were off. Between two houses, both of which seemed quite quiet, was a path that Matt occasionally used, though not that often...it led down to a nearby park, but had a few twists and turns with wooden fences on either side-- it was kind of perfect for something covert, and the place always smelled of sweet berries and a pungent grass. They moved down the narrow path until a left turn brought them around the edge of someone’s backyard, the fence tall and thick enough to pretty much hide them. Very few people used this path...and with it being Halloween night, even more so.

“Hell yeah, I was just thinking about getting my dick sucked.” Uzi turned to Matt and stepped back enough to give a little space, whilst his hands travelled down, fingers already plucking at the waistband of his pants, black trousers serving as part of his costume.

“Are you guys for real?” Stav grunted. “We only just started.”

“We’re fucking already? I thought we were gonna do that later!” Kam hopped forwards and wrapped his arms around Matt from behind, sneaking brown-gloved hands up the Umbreon’s stomach and beneath his hoodie. “I liked how it went last time...”

Matt’s face grew flushed-- it was the kind of touch he liked-- but he knew this wasn’t going to last very long, if Carter was going to hop out any second. Before him, Uzi masterfully unbuttoned himself and his pants dropped just a few moments later, all the way down to his ankles, and he slipped down his underwear enough to pull out the humanoid-shaped appendage, already at half-mast. A few strokes were enough to get it riled up, and Kam withdrew his arms, stepping to the side as Matt glanced back at the others, seeing Kai at the very back. Awkwardness crept up Matt’s body, but he turned back to the Marshadow and slowly got onto his knees. Surely Carter would be coming out any minute now.

His muzzle wrapped around the tip quickly and easily, and Uzi shoved, deliberately sinking his cock further into the Umbreon’s mouth as he put a hand between his ears, atop the fabric of his hoodie. He urged him further down and groaned, rolling his hips until the foreskinned head of his length probed and shoved roughly against the back of Matt’s throat, and the Umbreon strained a little, mildly annoyed and unfortunately turned on. Uzi slid back quickly and shoved again and Matt made a brief noise akin to choking, but he swallowed it down, more or less, scrunching up his eyes as the Marshadow recklessly bucked his hips. Uzi must be frustrated not being able to do what he wanted last time; that’s the only reason he was being rough, at least in Matt’s eyes.

“Yeah, just like that...suck it good.” Uzi sighed. Despite Stav’s annoyance before, it wasn’t like he was looking away-- in fact, all the group had their gaze glued to what the Marshadow and Umbreon were doing, and having such an audience made Matt feel strange, though it was only because Kai was there; the rest of the time, he was used to having the others pay attention a little, Kam especially, who was always looking for a way to join in. Sure enough, he felt warm flesh probing his cheek, and Matt peeked open an eye to see the telltale dark skin of the Mimikyu’s cock. He hadn’t even heard him pull his pants down and he was already raring to go. Matt slowly lifted his hand up to it, wrapping his fingers around the turgid length...

“Hey! What are you doing over there?”

Right on cue. The heads of the group whirled around, Matt included, just to be safe, and he spotted the familiar sight of a Growlithe, half his body poking out from behind the fence. His eyes were wide with surprise, and Matt had to suppress a giggle; his uncle’s acting was good. Once Uzi and Kam made eye contact with the Growlithe, they immediately started backing off, scrabbling to grab their pants and pull them back up.

“I’m calling the cops!” Carter cried out, which made them scrabble further, and Stav started swearing, pulling Wick to the side. Of the group, he looked the most agitated.

“Fuck, someone grab him!” Uzi quickly spat out, which made Kam try to reach for him, tripping on his pants and stumbling before hitting the side of the fence. Matt had done a good job suppressing a laugh up until that point, but Kam’s tumble was impossible to avoid. He covered his mouth and sputtered, before letting out a loud barking laugh, followed by a cackle. Confusion crossed the faces of his friends, unsure what he found so funny, and Kam attempted to drag himself to his feet, trying to yank up his pants.

“Stop, stop. Carter, that’s enough.” Matt laughed, having to wipe the moisture from his eyes from giggling so much.

“Matt, the fuck? You know this guy?” Uzi spat, buttoning up his trousers, and Matt put a hand on the fence, heaving himself up and tugging down his hoodie to straighten it out.

“Yeah,” He scoffed. “Guys, this is Carter, my un--”

“Half-brother,” Carter interjected quickly, causing Matt to frown in his direction.

“Aren’t you meant to be some tall, hot Arcanine?” Kam remarked, trying to catch his breath, his disguise askew. He let his pants fall so he could adjust himself, centring the straw hat atop his head. Matt tried his best to ignore the comment; his friends had only seen Jonah in passing. He felt weird about them commenting in that way.

“I’m his younger brother, and their half-brother. Different moms,” He grinned. “Thought it’d be funny to play a prank on you...didn’t expect you to eat shit, though.”

“Fuck you.” Kam sounded like he was pouting as he crouched to pull up his pants, unabashed about having his dick on display, and Matt could see that Carter was staring at it before he grinned over at the group.

“Carter’s gonna join us, since he doesn’t have anyone to go with.” Matt pointed out.

“Why not?” Uzi frowned. “He not got friends at school? You’re not a weirdo, are you?”

“I live out of state, dickhead. I’m just here for a few days to visit. Me and my dad are staying at a motel.” Carter’s proficiency in lying was actually rather impressive...Matt figured he could learn a thing or two. When it came to Jonah, he felt like he could be seen right through sometimes. No one seemed to object too much after that, and Matt encouraged Uzi to get back on track, promising they’d ‘do stuff’ later, since this was the second time in a row he’d been blueballed. Uzi looked pretty sore about it at first, but Kam chimed in and had an idea of where to go next, and the topic quickly moved on; they’d head a few blocks down and try some of the richer parts of the neighbourhood, knowing the rich kids' parents were likely stacked with some of the bigger candy bars.

Initially, Matt was a little worried about whether Carter would fit into their group; he himself had changed a little since he’d moved away, and his friends weren’t easy people to get along with...but Carter seemed to have a knack for it, in the end. Whenever they’d made a crass comment about someone’s costume, he’d tag onto it with a joke of his own, and Matt’s friends would actually laugh. Carter knew all the present-day lingo of the teens despite his age, and was caught up on internet trends as well. It was strange to Matt-- he felt like he was seeing a side to Carter he hadn’t really caught on to before when they used to hang out a lot. He only really knew a little about his uncle’s lifestyle, and most of it was kept from him, save for the OgerponFans account...but he seemed chronically online, knew just about every bit of popular drama, and spoke like a teenager. He blended in so quickly that it gave Matt whiplash.

“That guy was smoking hot and loaded; his wife must get so many orgasms.” Uzi laughed as they descended down a sleek, well-maintained path towards a big gate. They’d just trudged up to get candy from the house of a particular wealthy Gallade, and practically half their pails got stocked just from one house alone. The rest of the block would be a piece of cake if they could get that much candy; it paid to be bold, Matt supposed.

“Guys like that usually have tiny dicks...but I bet he knows how to use it at least.” Carter remarked, causing the others to giggle. Even Matt chuckled along, mostly keeping by Kai’s side and occasionally dropping more candy in his bucket from his own. Kai was lugging his around with some difficulty, but he seemed happy to have so much. Back where they used to live, it was a little harder to get candy and their Dad didn’t enjoy taking them around, saying it was too much effort. They only ever went a couple of blocks and then went home.

“Bet you’d know all about how to use a tiny dick, huh?” Kam squealed a giggle, like he was surprised he could be so bold, and Carter linked an arm with Kam’s own, dangling the cardboard guitar by his fingers.

“Keep talking like that and I’ll have to show you.” He teased, which seemed to excite the Mimikyu even more.

“If you’re that confident, then I’ve gotta be all wrong...” Kam muttered. “You must be packing.”

“Fucking Arceus, get a room.” Uzi grumbled, which caused Carter to turn to him, nudging his shoulder against the Marshadow’s own.

“Someone’s jealous. Don’t worry, back home I was pretty good at juggling balls.” He quipped.

“Yeah, real clown, you are.” Stav pointedly said from the back, but Carter didn’t take it as an insult-- as the others laughed, he did too, throwing his head back to chortle.

“Fuck you too, Stav,” Matt had introduced Carter to each of them by name already. “I ain’t kidding, Uzi, I’ll show you a good time.”

“I’m not, uh, gay and shit.” Uzi scoffed, turning his head away, and Carter tutted, making a babying noise to Uzi’s pouting.

“It’s 2025, it’s okay to suck a little cock. You’d get cancelled if you were homophobic in school nowadays.” Carter argued.

“In some place like Califeebas, sure. But this is fuckin’ Marillgan. Half the fuckers here are assholes,” Wick added. “They gave Matt a hard time once he started hanging out with us. We didn’t know if you were gonna be an Arceus thumper or not.”

“They picked on you?” Carter looked over his shoulder at Matt with a frown. “The hell!”

“It was whatever, they didn’t do much other than throw some words around. Nothing I can’t handle.” Matt waved a hand in dismissal. It had ticked him off at the time, but he was over it.

“Fuckers...” Carter grumbled. “But okay, for the record...I’ve sucked plenty of cock.”

“Fucked pussy too?” Stav quipped, and Carter tilted his head.

“Never really had the chance...guys are more fun anyway. Jocks squirm like you’re about to chop their dick off once you blow them for the first time.”

“Jocks? Ew, dude,” Uzi grimaced. “Those guys are the worst.”

“But usually the most closeted too.” The Growlithe laughed, tail wagging excitedly as he reminisced. The line between what he was telling the truth about and what was lying for the sake of fitting in was getting harder for Matt, and Kai, to place. They all chuckled some more as Matt cast his brother a glance, and Uzi started saying something in a hushed tone as he pulled his phone from his pocket. Music blared through after a few seconds, and those in front-- namely Carter and the Marshadow, amongst others-- started laughing even louder. They were probably on DialTok.

“Wow, you’re way less of a prude than your half-brother,” Uzi deliberately said it loud enough for Matt, to hear, which made the Umbreon seethe. “Dude won’t even suck my dick if his brother’s around.”

“Isn’t Kai like, 12?” Carter frowned.

“Yeah,” The Marshadow shrugged. “And?”

“You want a 12-year-old to see your dick?” Carter looked at him with a deadpan expression and Uzi spluttered, which caused Stav to snort behind them-- probably one of the few times he’d genuinely laughed that night.

“The fuck, dude, don’t make me look like a weirdo.” Uzi’s voice dripped with a mixture of whiny immaturity and anger, and the Growlithe just waved a hand, punching the Marshadow lightly on his arm.

“I’m just fucking with you,” He giggled. “I dunno man. Everyone’s got their reasons.”

“Yeah, whatever...” Uzi grumbled. 

They had left the rich houses far behind by that point and were aimlessly wandering. No one had said, but their pails were full-- it was short-lived, but they were probably done for the night. It was Kam who had suggested checking out the fancy houses, and the others glazed him as they wandered closer to the edges of the residential areas-- any further and they’d end up probably around the high street or the mall, most of which were almost definitely closed, save for one or two places.

“Shit, didn’t know there was a graveyard ‘round here.” Carter pointed over to the rusty iron gate leading to a sea of gravestones beyond. It was hard to make out much of it in the dark; there were no lamp posts or lights in the graveyard, since normal people didn’t really visit it at night.

“They say Ghost Types roam around there at night looking for lost souls!” Wick put in a tone that made him sound like he was telling a spooky story.

“Isn’t that insensitive?” Stav drawled.

“I’m a Ghost Type, I’m allowed to say it.” Wick scoffed, and the Mimikyu nodded alongside him-- he was a Ghost Type too.

“Aren’t cemeteries your kind of thing, Wick?” Carter teased.

“Keep that up, and he’s not gonna be the only Ghost Type inside you tonight,” Kam giggled as Carter stuck out his tongue, putting an arm around the Litwick, whose flame flickered back and forth between lit and unlit for a bit. “You good?”

“Cemeteries have a lot of leftover life energy in them,” Wick responded, shivering on the spot. “It’s like someone’s squeezing all my good bits.”

“Getting you in the mood? Maybe my jab about Ghost Types is gonna come true after all. You guys wanna go in?”

“Uh...there aren’t actually people wandering the graveyard at night, are there?” Uzi sounded nervous, and Matt saw an opportunity. He strode up, putting an arm around the Marshadow as he tugged him to the side, towards the gate.

“C’mon, you’re not scared, are you Uzi? Let’s go find out,” Matt grinned, stepping forward to fit in. “Unless you’re a pussy, that is.”

“I’m not a pussy.” The Marshadow’s face soured, and he puffed out his chest, shrugging off the Umbreon’s arm as he strode to the gate. All of them could see him falter, but he powered through regardless of his hesitation; he pushed the gate open and strode in ahead of them, trudging off into the night. The others glanced at one another, before they followed, Kam and Wick giggling and chattering about Uzi as they went.

It was pitch black in the cemetery, and several of them dug out their phones to shine a light as they tried to catch up with Uzi, who had disappeared into the darkness. Matt could see that Wick and Kam were nervous-- Stav could really care less, and Matt just made sure to hold his brother’s hand, who seemed relatively calm, though his fingers flexed and squeezed Matt’s own, occasionally. Carter led the pack without a care in the world-- it made sense to Matt, given his age, but the others must have been impressed by his bravery.

“Uzi!” Wick called. “Where’d you go, man? Don’t be a weirdo! We were just fucking around!”

“Yeah, c’mon! Uzi!” Kam appended, spinning around on the spot. Matt could see something in the shadows...not past Kam, but at his feet, shimmering around in the darkness. The stark shadows cast by the glare of phone lights, moving back and forth, made it hard to notice at first, but Matt was a nocturnal Pokémon, and could see well in the dark even without the phones. He was positive the shadow was wobbling awkwardly, and it soon dawned on him as to why.

“Fuck me, it’s too dark...” Carter muttered in front of him, conjuring a puff of flame in his palm, but it didn’t do much to illuminate their surroundings in comparison.

“He’s not mad, right?” Kam wondered aloud, looking around on the spot before slowing and staring ahead of them towards a mausoleum in the distance. “It was just a joke...”

The shadow shimmered even more and suddenly rose from the ground, but no one except Matt seemed to notice it, even though he was pretty sure everyone could see clearly enough. The shadow hovered its hands above the Mimikyu’s shoulders before suddenly slamming down, clasping him on both sides. Kam practically screamed in terror, jumping on the spot and trying to wrench himself from the shadow’s grip. When the disguise started to slip slightly on his shoulders, the shadow hands retracted, and a bellowing, boyish laughter echoed across the cemetery as Kam stumbled forwards and turned around on the spot, hands clutched up towards his chest.

“Holy shit,” The shadow shifted and solidified, orange and yellow eyes flickering with mischief as the shape formed something distinctly more Uzi-like, complete with his wide-brimmed costume hat. “Who’s the pussy now?”

“Uzi! Fuck you, that’s not funny.” Despite his words, the Mimikyu started to giggle, and Uzi snickered alongside him as the rest of the group relaxed. Matt cast his gaze across from Uzi to Stav and finally to Carter, who noticed his gaze and met it, giving him a wink. The Umbreon frowned-- he had a feeling his Uncle was up to something...but he didn’t know what. The Growlithe turned on the spot and cast his light out over the cemetery, passing it over the crypt a short distance away.

“Hey, over here. Let’s sit and eat some candy a little before we head back.” Carter suggested, and the others seemed to like that idea. Matt wasn’t sure at first, but he followed along since everyone else was down for it, and they trudged over towards the steps leading up to the crypt. A chill wind blew through the cemetery, but none of them particularly felt cold, and Carter was the first to take a seat, breaking the ice, metaphorically speaking. Matt’s friends followed suit and the Umbreon inevitably sat as well, ushering Kai into a seat beside him.

“You good in there?” Matt mumbled, leaning against his brother before looking down into Kai’s pail. “You hate the coconut ones, right? Let’s trade.”

Kai nodded silently and lifted it up. Matt couldn’t see his brother’s expression beneath the sheet serving as his disguise, but he could make out his eyes now and again, and the Vaporeon seemed fine...he thought. He started rummaging through the bucket as he plucked out some of Kai’s favoured candies, namely the dark chocolate candy bars that had a little less sugar in them; though Matt liked spicy candy the most, Kai was pretty particular about what he ate, and he didn’t like overly sweet things. Gummies were fine, and Matt had plenty of those, too.

“Fuck dude, you’re always coddling him.” Uzi remarked with a grunt, then winced when Carter jabbed him with an elbow. “Ow! The fuck was that for?”

“Don’t be jealous,” Carter teased. “If you want to cuddle, you just have to ask.”

“Don’t be gay.” Uzi grumbled, but he didn’t complain further or wriggle the Growlithe off when Carter put an arm around him and sidled closer. Stav and Wick sat behind them, already thumbing through their candy, and Kam saw an opportunity to take up residence by Uzi’s other side, snuggling up to him.

“Can you give me your Cosmog bars, Uzi?” The Mimikyu asked, batting his eyelashes. “Pleaaaase?”

“Fuck no, I like those.” Uzi complained, and he tensed up slightly when Carter put his pail and cardboard guitar to the side and placed his hand on the Marshadow’s thigh.

“I’m sure we can come to an arrangement, right?” Carter asked with a peculiar undertone to his voice, his eyes crackling with fire. “The candy can’t be worth more than a little fun...”

“I...In a graveyard? Really?” The Marshadow gulped nervously, but Kam was already onto Carter’s game, and started moving his hand further down, squeezing Uzi’s other thigh.

“Who the fuck cares?” Carter chuckled. “Handsome guy like you, I’d fuck you anywhere...besides, those two are already at it.”

“Hey, fuck you. I can’t help it...the life energy in this place is making me horny.” Wick shivered, already slipping his pants down, and it was clear Stav was eager to help him out, scotting closer as he leaned into him-- though, those two were always close. Matt was a little impressed by how quickly Carter had pegged Uzi’s full-of-himself personality, and he had no doubt that the Marshadow was going to be susceptible to the ego stroking, even if Matt wasn’t participating. The Umbreon continued to rummage through the candy of his and his brother’s buckets, and he heard shifting movements behind them, followed by the telltale suctioning sounds of kissing and the quiet groans of teen arousal...well, most of them, anyway.

The Growlithe’s dexterous fingers easily toyed with the Marshadow’s trousers, and he unbuttoned him, digits sneaking up to the waistline to sink into his pants before he could even get them down around his grips. He fully groped the Marshadow’s cock bare, flesh to flesh, and Uzi rolled his head into Carter’s hand as Kam, on the side, was already working on unbuttoning his frayed, straw pants. His lopsided disguise slumped against Uzi’s shoulder as he worked, and the Growlithe in turn gently stroked, fingers curling around the length inside Uzi’s pants. No one was safe from the urge of teen lust; behind them, Stav sidled up against Wick and the two muttered something that Matt couldn’t hear several steps down. They were groping one another, Wick’s gold pants already down, his waxy cock hard and leaking pre-cum as his purple flame bounced back and forth between being lit and not, thankfully not at a level that it could affect anybody. Matt didn’t look over his shoulder to see...he was still pretty firm in his lack of participation when Kai was around.

“You’re good with your hands...” Uzi mumbled. “But...”

“But what? Not enough for you?” Carter teased, eliciting a scoff from the Marshadow, who spread his legs wider.

“No...” His gaze trailed down Carter’s body and then snapped to the back of Matt’s hoodie. “But Matt pranked me earlier and blue-balled me...twice in a row. It’s only fair he finish me off. Right, Matt? You promised we'd do stuff later.”

The Umbreon tensed, but realised there wasn’t really much way out of it, all things considered. He sighed through his nose, hand still deep in his candy bucket, and he turned his head to pin Uzi with a stare out the corner of his eye. He could see it in Uzi’s expression; the slightly upturned grin, the lidded gaze...then faltering when Matt didn’t return the smile, the way his smile shifted, turning downwards. Matt’s eyes flicked from Uzi to Carter, who looked at him with a knowing expression, mild curiosity crossing his features. Carter knew he did stuff with his friends...though he didn’t know the rest of it. He calculated, and came to a decision: a smirk spread across his face, one that turned Uzi’s growing frown upside-down, and Matt withdrew his hand from the bucket, placing it by Kai’s leg.

“I’ll be quick.” He whispered, just for the Vaporeon’s ears only, and Kai awkwardly sat there as Matt turned around on the steps, crawling up so he could get between the Marshadow’s legs as he settled on his knees. Carter lit up with amusement and his hand withdrew from Uzi’s pants, tugging down the zipper to let it part before he started to tug on the side of his pants, trying to get it over his behind. Kam withdrew to do the same with his own pants, rounding them over his ass and pushing them to his ankles so he could spread his legs, already half-hard. A hand went to his own cock instantly and he started to gently stroke himself, humming with arousal.

“You know, um...your brother could suck my dick, if he wanted,” Kam half-laughed, sounding awkward. “I dunno, just kind of weird if he just sits there...”

“Leave him alone,” Matt warned with a sharpish tone, and to his side, Kai shifted in his seat, his arms retracting into his costume before it started to lift up, sailing up and over his head. He leaned forward to let it drape across the stairs and he pushed it to the side, revealing the sweater and jeans he was wearing beneath-- clothes that were just like him. He turned on his seat and shifted, moving into a similar position to Matt, kneeling right before the Mimikyu. It was hard to tell Kam’s expression, but from his wiggling, he was delighted.

“Kai, you don’t...” Matt frowned, and Kai side-eyed him, meeting his gaze before he subtly nodded, muzzle twisting slightly into a smile. Matt’s face creased up. He didn’t know what to think...but he felt bad.

“Come on, don’t keep me waiting.” Uzi urged, and Matt glanced back to the Marshadow, looking up and past him, behind Carter, to see that Stav and Wick were already enjoying themselves, hands reaching over to mutually jerk each other off, in a little bubble of their own. Matt looked back down and saw that Uzi had managed to slip his pants down all the way, and he had himself on full display, his turgid humanoid cock awaiting Matt’s experienced tongue. To the Umbreon’s side, Kai was already leaning in, and Kam reached out a hand to urge the 12-year-old down. Matt’s ears folded down as the yellow rings on his body glowed with agitation, but he felt a hand on his shoulder, and turned his head to see Carter looking down at him with a frown.

“He’ll be okay.” He insisted. Despite Matt’s reservations, he still trusted his Uncle. He looked back at Kai, watching as the Vaporeon parted his lips around the Mimikyu’s cock, and he swallowed up the head of it with ease, sinking his mouth down. He licked Kam’s cock in the same way he used to lick Matt’s; rolling, sensual motions with his tongue as he liberally used his water-manipulating abilities to swirl the spit around his mouth, easily coating every inch of the Mimikyu’s cock that he could reach. Kam visibly tensed up and groaned with a mixture of confusion, surprise and delight, leaning back on the crypt stairs and propping himself up with a free hand.

Uzi was growing impatient, and he grabbed onto Matt’s ear, tugging him to attention. Matt snarled on instinct, and the Marshadow withdrew his hand before moving it between the Umbreon’s ears, urging him down with a sensual stroking to the top of his head, digits digging into fur. Matt caught a glimpse of his Uncle pulling his own pants down to pleasure himself before Matt’s head bowed, encouraged by Uzi’s slightly tugging hand, until his muzzle kissed with the foreskinned tip of the Marshadow’s cock. He slid down with ease, plunging until the cock rubbed up against the roof of his mouth and pushed all the way to the back of his throat, where it probed and threatened to slip further, but it just wasn’t long enough.

“H-Holy shit, why are you so good at this?” Kam weakly squeaked as Kai slowly bobbed his head, closing his eyes as his hands balled into fists against his knees. His tongue danced around in all the ways he knew Matt liked, and he was thankful that it seemed to work so well for the Mimikyu in kind, who shuddered and huffed, trembling from the stimulation he was giving him. Within the confines of the Vaporeon’s clothes, he felt a growing tingle, but he kept it to himself.

“Didn’t think your brother was so good at sucking cock. You been teaching him?” Uzi teased, but he flinched when he saw Matt’s expression. “I-I’m just kidding, don’t bite my dick off...”

Matt wasn’t that cruel, but he was definitely pissed. He tried his best to push it to the back of his mind, knowing that Carter was there to keep an eye on them, to make sure Kai was doing okay at least. As if he knew he was thinking of him, Matt felt the telltale touch of his Uncle’s squeezing hand against his shoulder, sliding down towards his upper arm. He pulled, and Matt lifted his arm instinctively, putting his other hand on the Marshadow’s knee as he peeked up at his Uncle with one eye. Carter was guiding him, and once Matt’s fingers brushed against his Uncle’s bare inner thigh, he understood. He’d seen pictures of it since he’d moved, but nothing could compare to the feeling of actually wrapping his hands around it...the turgid, twitching warmth, that felt so familiar, like home. He knew just how much to squeeze, just how much to stroke up and down, and hearing Carter’s quiet groans and sighs actually encouraged him. Reservations about Kai’s involvement swam to the back of his mind as he became more and more turned on.

To his left, Kam flexed his fingers atop Kai’s head, flattening his fin as he encouraged him further and further down as the Vaporeon peeked open his eyes. Kai wasn’t sure where to look-- was he meant to look up at the disguise, with meticulously painted eyes, or was he meant to look down at the glowing yellow pupils that he was sure were hidden under the costume? In the end he settled for the former, but inevitably found himself sweeping his gaze down and closing his eyes again anyway as Kam started to make movements of his own; short, eager little thrusts that pushed into the 12-year-old’s mouth and pushed towards his throat, but Vaporeons were a typically hardy species, and his manipulation of water made it easy for him not to gag. The head of that cock slipped into the silky warmth of his throat before pulling back out again just as quickly as Kam became rigid, but it didn’t seem like it was because he was going to cum-- instead, he hesitated, then pushed forwards again, groaning his delight when Kai accommodated his cock easily. The Mimikyu became more bold and started to pick up the pace, humping against Kai’s bobbing mouth as his legs squirmed, unable to keep still.

“Yeah, fucking suck it...” Uzi murmured, closing his eyes and panting quietly, relishing the feeling. “I’ve been wanting to bust in your mouth since yesterday...”

Matt could feel his Uncle gently thrusting up into his hand, rolling against his stroking digits, and the Umbreon masterfully handled two at once as he pleasured them both, his head guided-- though forced might be a better word-- down on Uzi’s length, towards the base, with every thrust whilst his hands felt out the familiar shape of his Uncle’s humanoid-shaped cock...which was interesting, considering Jonah had something more canine in appearance. He didn’t even know why he was thinking about Jonah in that moment...but it didn’t matter anyway. His long, pointed ears twisted to listen to the sounds of their enjoyment, and he could pick up the panting whimpers of those in the back, though it was almost entirely from Wick; Stav was barely vocal at the best of times, from experience.

Kam made a strange noise that even had Uzi and Carter looking in his direction, but Kai understood what was coming from intuition alone; the Mimikyu shuddered, his back muscles tensing up as he quivered from intense pleasure, before he let out a long, tired groan. His body rolled back, his disguise drooping as the hat slipped from atop his sown-together disguise, and his member throbbed in Kai’s mouth, pushing up against the roof of it before he let out a heavy, long sigh. Matt knew just from the sound, and Kai could taste it; little, trickling throbs of nut that oozed down his tongue and into his throat, firing off in spurts. In the flickering purple light of Wick’s flame, Kai swallowed another boy’s load for the first time...well, another boy other than Matt.

“Oooh fuck, that was...holy shit.” Kam muttered, sagging in his seat as he slid his hand from the Vaporeon’s head, letting it drop to the side.

“That good, huh?” Uzi laughed, craning his head to the side, and he frowned and squirmed when Carter pushed up against him and pressed his cream-furred muzzle to the side of that smoky black neck. “The hell you doing?”

“Setting the mood. Don’t be weird.” Carter teased, still rolling into Matt’s stroking hands as he parted his lips and sensually licked across the side of Uzi’s neck, up towards his cheek. The Marshadow visibly shivered and his face scrunched up.

“D-Dude...” He stammered, complaining, but he didn’t tell him to stop. He clearly liked it, and Matt could tell from the eager throbbing in his mouth and the taste of pre-cum against his tongue. Matt quickened his pace, knowing that the Marshadow would finish up soon if he kept at it, but Uzi knew that too; he grabbed onto the 15-year-old’s head and pushed him back.

“Slow the fuck down, god,” Uzi huffed. “You trying to make me bust? We haven’t even gotten to the main course...”

“You want more?” Matt grimaced as he pulled back completely, glancing to his left. Kam had slowly eased his legs shut, and he encouraged Kai to stand, leaving his disguise in a heap against the stairs as he got the Vaporeon to sit next to him. A pang of jealousy crept up Matt’s spine and he bared his teeth as he watched Kam sidle up against him, a hand stroking Kai’s inner thigh, against his jeans, before moving to his button. Matt flared up, intending to stride on over and slap Kam’s hand away, but he felt one on his shoulder. His gaze snapped over and he saw Carter’s expression, the frown, the look of concern...and he let it go, much as he didn’t want to.

“I think I want to take your cousin for a spin,” Uzi looked to the side and dragged his gaze up and down, licking his lips. “So long as you’re gonna bottom.”

“I can do both.” Carter assured him, shifting to lick his pants off of his ankles, and he turned on the cool stone steps, leaning away from Uzi and pointing his ass in the Marshadow’s direction. Uzi lifted a hand to clamp onto it, and Matt, whose hand had withdrawn, watched the scene unfold before moving himself. He shuffled on his knees and scooted across, ascending a step and settling into the empty space next to him. Carter propped himself up on his elbows and looked up at Matt with a smirk as his hands crept forward, and the Umbreon had a good idea what he was planning. He turned in his seat, already moving his hands to his cargo pants, letting them slip around his rump.

Uzi got onto his knees behind Carter and his hands clasped the Growlithe’s cheeks, spreading them on either side to expose the hole beneath, and the teen licked his lips, admiring the sight as his cock bounced visibly, eager for more. A quick shuffle was all it took to get one of his ankles out from the confines of his pants, which allowed him to spread his legs further, and he unabashedly lined himself up, dragging the head of his member between Carter’s cheeks and up against his taut hole. At the front, Carter looked up at Matt with lidded eyes, and the Umbreon felt a tickle of excitement; even back when it was just the two of them, Carter didn’t blow him that often...he was looking forward to it.

“Isn’t it kind of weird? Like, the incest stuff?” Uzi pointed out, but Matt just shrugged his shoulders, having not really thought about it that much. He never even considered it back when he and Carter first started doing things, or when he seduced Jonah...not with Kai, too. At the thought of him, Matt snapped his gaze up and past Uzi to watch what Kai was doing, and his stomach twisted uneasily as he saw his brother, stiff as a board, beside the Mimikyu, whose hand was buried into the confines of the Vaporeon’s pants, squirming in a way that made it seem like he was groping him.

“You’ve got a cute pussy...” Kam giggled, but Kai didn’t correct him, or maybe didn’t have the strength to-- it was hard for Matt to tell. His gaze moved back to Uzi, watching as he aimed and pushed, trying to spear the Growlithe’s hole, and it looked like it was taking some effort, though not because Carter was clenching too hard, but because Uzi’s cock was too slippery. Matt pushed his pants down far enough to cause his cock, at least already a little hard, to snag within his underwear, and he dived in to fish it out, bringing his balls with it. They flopped leisurely over the lip of his pants, and he grasped his own plump black sheath, angling it down towards Carter’s lips. The Growlithe had to lift himself slightly, but he was still at a good height, and his muzzle met the tapering tip with ease.

With a squelch and a groan of satisfaction, Uzi finally managed to slip inside, after a minute of frustrated slipping and nudging. As he sank in, his hands clenched against Carter’s cheeks, and his body tensed up, his hips spushing forward until he was all the way to the hilt and then some. With a rolling motion, he kneaded himself into the Growlithe’s behind just a little more, though he couldn’t get that much deeper, before he slid back and thrust again.

“Oooh fuck, you’re even better than Matt,” Uzi loosely chuckled, digits flexing as he kneaded the orange-furred cheeks. “Guess good ass runs in the family.”

Carter lidded his eyes, but with his muzzle sinking down onto Matt’s cock, the only way to tell if he was actually enjoying Uzi’s dirty talk or not was by his wagging tail-- and yep, it was wagging alright. A shiver ran up Matt’s spine and his black-furred body arched slightly as Carter’s muzzle bowed all the way to the tip, cream fur intermingling with his own. He put a hand on his Uncle’s head and felt awkward about doing so, but he tried to ease himself into it as his member throbbed and grew inside the Growlithe’s mouth, pushing up towards the roof of his mouth as the bulbous base swelled. To Matt’s right, almost at eye level, he could see Stav and Wick truly going at it-- they weren’t having full-blown sex like him and the others, but they were definitely picking up speed, and tenderly cuddled and panted against each other, so close to kissing that they might as well just do it.

Uzi started to pick up speed himself, though that wasn’t surprising, considering how much pre-cum Matt had tasted before. Uzi loved sex too, and he couldn’t get enough of it-- of course, he was going to cum fast. Matt, however, took a little more time...his arousal was high, but he usually needed a bit more work, something that Carter knew just how to provide. The Umbreon closed his eyes and hummed a low tone as Carter’s head bobbed back and forth slowly, before reaching a solid rhythm that Matt was at least a little familiar with, interspersed by the jiggling of the Growlithe’s body as Uzi bucked and pressed crotch to ass over and over. Matt couldn’t stop himself from looking over at his brother every so often to make sure he was okay, and they were in almost the exact same spot as before, with Kam loosely groping inside the Vaporeon’s pants and Kai awkwardly sat there, shoulders bunched...Matt didn’t think he was enjoying himself, but Carter seemed to think differently, so he just went with it.

Uzi let out noises that made it clear he was getting close, his breath coming out in short, heavy pants as his thrusting reached the fastest he was comfortable with as his fingers squeezed and cupped around Carter’s slender hips. The Growlithe’s member, as erect as the rest of them, swung and twitched with every thrust as he closed his eyes and bounced leisurely on Matt’s member, his tongue and muzzle gliding effortlessly along his length, like he had done to so many men before. Matt just let himself enjoy it, but couldn’t bring himself to close his eyes, his gaze bouncing often between Carter, his brother, and the two to his right. A sudden groan caught his attention as a dizzying wave washed over him, and the purple glow of Wick’s life-sapping light bathed over them for a handful of seconds before it suddenly snuffed out. Matt side-eyed them and could see the droplets of off-white fluid on Murkrow’s wing-arm, as well as across Wick’s pants. His waxy hand kept up on Stav’s cone-shaped cock as the avian humped against his hand, beak pressed up against the Litwick’s cheek as he started to groan. Seconds later, he stiffened and gasped, and Matt saw the Murkrow orgasm in real time, spurts of seed shooting up and landing on Wick’s arm, dribbling to the gold-covered wrist. Stav’s robes were pulled up enough to bunch around his stomach, but they sagged as the avian relaxed, and little dribbles of cum splattered a little bit of his robe...he was going to have to wipe that off for sure.

“Fuuuuck...” The Marshadow shuddered and pressed forward, suddenly pausing as he gripped tightly against Carter’s hips and pulled him back against his cock. “Keep squeezing like that...”

Carter seemed to do what Uzi wanted, for moments later the Marshadow trembled visibly in his knely position and tugged back once before thrusting forward again, sighing as his head rolled back and his shoulders drooped. Carter hummed around Matt’s cock, the vibration of it sending slightly pleasurable tingles up the Umbreon’s sensitive length, and Matt thrust his hips a little and grunted from the sensation. Carter’s tail was moving a mile a minute, wagging back and forth with such force that it was making the occasional wisps of smoke from Uzi’s body buffet and billow at awkward angles, fighting to regain their place. Uzi grew impatient amidst his climax and grabbed the base of Carter’s tail and yanked, causing the Growlithe’s eyes to fly wide open, before they suddenly lidded over, and he shuddered in a way Matt had never seen him before. He picked up speed on Matt’s cock, moaning around his length with every downwards bow, and the teen’s fingers curled against the fluff atop Carter’s head as Matt sucked in a breath.

“S-Slow down...” Matt complained, his chest heaving. “Hold up, I...”

But it was too late. Carter knew just where to lick, how to sound, where to move, to get Matt to cum-- it was frustrating, how good he was at it. The 15-year-old closed his eyes, and his rings glowed brightly as his other hand lifted, but it didn’t even reach Carter’s head before he orgasmed, and a restrained grunt, followed by a shaky, sharp exhale escaped him as his knot swelled and pressed to Carter’s muzzle, a little too thick for the Growlithe’s mouth to take with ease without the right kind of angle. His Uncle certainly tried, but by that point, Matt was midway through his orgasm, so he elected to just roll his tongue around and milk every remaining drop as best he could, slurping and groaning with pleasure as Matt leaned back and arched his back, letting every eager drop get swallowed up.

“Wow, your half-brother knows how to do it.” Kam giggled from the back, the faint sounds of slick, wet fingering coming from the confines of Kai’s pants as the Vaporeon quietly panted, his mouth clamped shut, his lips wobbling as his eyes lidded over. The Mimikyu’s fingers were deep in him and spreading fluids everywhere, but Kai wasn’t sure if he liked it. It felt nice, but seeing Matt stare made him uncomfortable, and being groped by someone he didn’t know very well at all didn’t help either. Matt slid his hips back, withdrawing his hand, and resting back on his one ankle as his other paw planted to the step below, his breathing laboured. The flicker of purple light was no more; Wick looked tired-out and, somehow, that meant his control of his flame wasn’t haywire, at least in that moment...Arceus knows why.

“You should stick around, so I can tap you when Matt’s being a pussy little bitch.” Uzi grinned, causing Carter to chuckle, licking his lips and visibly swallowing whilst he looked up at Matt, meeting his eyes. It made the Umbreon feel flushed to see him swallow, and he was the one to look away first.

“Wish I could,” Carter scoffed. “I’ll be around for another couple of days or so, if you’re that desperate.”

“Desperate?! I’m not...fuck you.” Uzi grunted, and with a squelch, he yanked back, causing Carted to perk up and stiffen for a moment from the sudden withdrawal, before he sighed and settled himself back down, ass raised. For good measure, the Marshadow smacked the Growlithe’s ass with a hand, but Carter barely even flinched.

“Fuck...” Uzi turned and flopped down onto the stairs, leaning back, his cum-covered cock twitching in the cool night air. “What time is it?”

“Uh..” Matt reached down to his one leg that was still within the hole of his pants, and fumbled for his pocket to get his phone, eventually finding it. “Like, 8:30.”

“Not even that late...but...” The Marshadow glanced down at the scattered arrangement of buckets stuffed with candy. “We’re all full up already.”

“Wanna call it a night?” Matt asked.

“Already? You guys don’t wanna go drinking at the park or something?” Carter sounded surprised, and Matt frowned.

“We don’t do that,” He argued. “We go to McDuckletts or drink at Wick’s house.”

“My dad’s never home.” Wick spoke up to clarify, though it’s not like he needed to.”

“Oh...that’s not what we do where I’m from,” Carter grumbled, sounding disappointed.

“I can’t anyway,” Uzi scoffed. “My Mom wants to watch a scary movie tonight and I promised I’d be home.”

“Ugh.”

“I know, right? I think Kam’s got a thing too, right? Kam?”

“Huh?” Kam had been all too enthralled with fingering Kai, still going at it, when he snapped to attention. “Oh shit, yeah. My Dad’s having a little party and some of my family’s gonna be here until Landorous Day. They wanna catch up.”

“Get your fingers out of my brother, please.” Matt grimaced, but at least Kam did as he asked and pulled his hand back, glistening in the moonlight with obvious fluids.

“Sorry,” Kam giggled before he turned his disguise towards Kai. “Hey, if you’re ever bored and wanna hang out, I’d love to know what that pussy can do.”

Kai didn’t answer, which seemed to egg Kam on even more, but he relented when he looked back over and saw Matt’s expression. Carter touched the Umbreon’s thigh to calm him down again, but it wasn’t enough that time; Matt grunted and got to his feet, reaching for his pants.

“C’mon, where’re you going?” Uzi groaned. “Don’t be weird.”

“Didn’t we just say we were calling it?” Matt threw his arms up. “I’m just putting my pants on to go home, dude. Unless you wanna fuck my half-brother some more.”

“Well...I was gonna stay a little more before I head back...like another 20 minutes.” Uzi grinned, but this time Carter straightened up.

“I’d love to, big guy,” Carter lidded his eyes at the Marshadow over his shoulder. “But Matt’s right. My brother’s gonna be home any minute and he’ll be pissed if we’re out too late.”

“Fuckers. Fine, Kam, get over here,” Uzi gestured, and the Mimikyu complied with eagerness, cuddling up to him as Uzi hooked an arm around him. “See you guys tomorrow, then?”

“Probably,” Matt grunted as he buttoned his pants up. “Kai, c’mon. Let’s go.”

The Vaporeon got to his feet, and Matt collected his and Kai’s pail as Carter gingerly tugged on his pants-- Matt saw the stains of cum on the stairs as he rose, but he didn’t think much about it. The Growlithe straightened his jacket and grabbed his pail and cardboard guitar as Kai was slipping the costume sheet back over his head, which thankfully hadn’t been made that dirty. Matt glanced across the graveyard before he stepped towards Kai, handing him his bucket, and then taking his free hand.

“You okay?” He asked quietly, and Kai just hummed his agreement-- getting any kind of noise out of him meant he was probably in a better mood than Matt perceived. He squeezed the Vaporeon’s hand and Kai did the same in return before Carter fell into line beside them, and Matt threw a quick bye over his shoulder before the trio trudged down the path. Carter turned to blow a kiss, licking his lips in the group’s direction as they went, disappearing into the darkness and following the path back to the gate as the chatter of Matt’s friends was lost to the wind.

“Your friends are cool,” Carter grinned. “Didn’t think they’d be so...horny.”

“Yeah...” Matt absently responded, a lot on his mind. “I guess they’re alright.”

“You don’t like them?”

“They just like to do what the fuck they want and don’t apologise for it. Which is cool...but they piss me off.”

“Valid,” Carter leaned into him, nudging against his arm. “So, just the three of us...you wanna do anything when we get back? I can think of a few things.”

“Depends if Jonah’s there, right?” Matt grimaced.

“Not like it matters if he is...” Carter chuckled, insinuating the obvious; he was aware of the thing Matt and Jonah had going on. “But yeah, your little brother’s gonna be there too...and I don’t know how Jonah will take to knowing our history.”

“I dunno.” It was something Matt had thought about a lot, but since he wasn’t sure if and when he’d see his Uncle again, it was something he’d just never brought up...everything was surprisingly different now in ways he wasn’t expecting.

“Okay, well...play it by ear.” The Growlithe grinned. “But you know, maybe before I head home...” 

Matt glanced at him and saw Carter’s toothy grin, something he’d seen so many times before. After a few moments, the teen smiled widely, his tail wagging behind him at the prospect as they headed back onto the main path, making their way home on Halloween night.

“Yeah. I’d love that, actually.”