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So, the thing about having a Digimon partner was that it was really difficult to get any alone time; they weren't just a pet you could shut the door on. But now his mom was out getting groceries with his sister, and Veemon was out exploring and wouldn't be back for hours, probably.

Which was good for him, because he hadn't gotten to jerk off for days. Davis shimmied up in his bed, shoving his shirt up to his neck and pushing his shorts down, squeezing his dick through his underwear for a second before he peeled them down too, taking his cock in hand. He groaned at the first real touch, hunching his hips up as he tugged his cock down, grinding the heel of his palm against his crotch as his cock hardened in his hand.

He sprawled back, relaxing further, hand starting to tug up and down his shaft, getting it fully hard.

Then Veemon hopped up onto the bed. "Oh! Hey Davis!"

Davis kinda shrieked, cupping his hands over his dick, but Veemon didn't really seem perturbed.

"Huh, I didn't know you had those," Veemon said, leaning in, paws touching all up Davis' thighs.

"Veemon!" Davis yelped, "When did you get back?!" and then "You mean digimon do?!" Davis said, gawking, still using both hands to cover his dick and balls.

"Uh, yeah?"

"Then you know it's private!" He grabbed his pillow and shoved it in front of his dick.

"Is it? Is it for humans? I was wondering why you never asked me to help."

Davis just gaped, mouth hanging open, sputtering for a second. "What?!?"

"Uh, we Digimon help each other out all the time? It's not a big deal. Look:" Veemon said, and settled down between Davis' legs, sitting right on top of his bunched-up shorts and underwear. And-- wow, okay, there was a slit under Veemon's stomach, right between his stubby legs. As Davis watched, it grew more and more pronounced, the skin around it flushing pink and purple.

"Oh I um," Davis said, mumbling. "didn't know you were a girl?"

"What?" Veemon said, confused, and just about then his dick started to poke out from the slit. Or... dicks? Something? Something pinkish with a nubby tip that swept out into a fat shaft, but all ridged and slimy. Two short, fat dicks tethered together with internal slime, jutting out from Veemon's crotch.

Davis just kinda stared. It was absolutely gigantic on Veemon's short, tubby frame; his cocks were only slightly smaller than Davis', and he had two. "That's so weird," he couldn't stop himself from saying, and Veemon cocked his head to the side quizzically.

"Is it? Digimon have all sorts of different things. Do humans only have the one?"

Davis kinda mumbled again. "Uh, two kinds of things, I guess. Nothing like this." And then, since-- it seemed like Veemon was okay with it, he reached out and touched... it. Veemon whimpered, keening a little as Davis' fingers wrapped around his cocks, the two fat lengths already dribbling out a thin, sloppy slime, smearing all over his hands. Veemon's flesh was almost pulpy, soft and bulging back and forth as Davis experimentally stroked it, fingers squelching, and then he found himself sliding down to the base, where his shafts sunk under the flushed lip of, um, what looked like... a girl's pussy. Davis probed inside, following the thick length of his shafts, fingertip curling over the ridge of flesh and sinking inside.

"Ohhh," Veemon groaned, and Davis jerked back, face suddenly hot, aware he'd been -- jerking off his digimon. Or. Fingering him. Both. But then Veemon opened his eyes, looking up at him: "Why'd you stop?"

Davis stammered again. "Um, I mean, do you want to, were you thinking of, um," and thankfully eventually Veemon stopped his babbling by wrapping his paws around Davis' length, all of the air in his lungs suddenly rushing out in a whoof.

"Do you want to jerk off together?" Veemon said, still in his chirpy innocent voice, and Davis gawked.

"Where did you learn that?!"

"Uh, like I said, lots of Digimon do it." His paw squeezed Davis' cock. "So?"

"Yeah," Davis said, mouth dry, word coming out with rattle. "Yeah."

Veemon sat up, his unsheathed cocks pressing across his stomach, and crawled up onto Davis' knees, practically sitting in his lap. Veemon's dicks dug into the curve of his pudgy belly, looking all the more obscene attached to the plush-toy-looking rest of him. Veemon's paws wrapped more securely around Davis' cock, stroking, and Davis did the same, wrapping his hand around Veemon's, the two of them together too fat to fit his hand all the way around. Veemon's cocks were so close to his the heat rippled up over his shaft, and when they started stroking Davis' cockhead bumped against Veemon's, hooking them together with thin glistening strings of pre. Veemon shuddered, jerking up, and his cock gushed a squirt of pre, drenching Davis' cock, and Veemon smeared it up and down his shaft. The smell of it wafted up, musky and spicy, very different from the kinda bleachy smell of his own come.

Davis kept stroking, almost hypnotized by the sight: Veemon with his eyes squeezed shut, hips jerking forward to fuck his cocks through Davis' hand, thrusting back and forth as he gasping and whined. His own cock was rock hard, the tug and squeeze of Veemon's paws completely different from the feel of his own hand. He grabbed Veemon's side with his other hand, grinding them together, cocks jutting and sliding against each other, Davis' slipping between Veemon's, rasping along the nubby ridges covering his shafts.

Neither of them lasted long. Davis found himself huffing, stomach clenching and relaxing, pulling on weird muscles in his hips to stop himself from coming instantly. Veemon rutted forward, grinding his cocks against Davis', slopping fucking his hand, and he started panting, more and more sharply until he let out a cry. "Ahh! Davis!"

His cocks shuddered against Davis' fingers, and then suddenly he was coming. Not the drizzle Davis was used to from his own masturbation sessions, but a hard, sharp squirt that arched up in the air and splattered across Davis' chest, making him jerk back in surprise. That shot was only the first of many, Veemon keening and whining as he humped Davis' hand, cock spewing line after line of come, absolutely drenching Davis' chest, thick cords spilling down his stomach to smear across where Veemon was sitting in his lap.

Davis was only a half-second behind, cock spurting -- harder and sharper than he'd ever gotten from just jerking off -- and gushing a line of come across Veemon's belly and face, slashing between his eyes. He groaned, hunching into Veemon's paws as the both of them spent their loads, splattering each other in come. Veemon kept milking his cock, forcing out squirts that turned into dribbles, but Veemon's cocks just kept going, throbbing in Davis' hand, spurting and spurting and spurting until he was absolutely drenched, shirt plastered across his chest, stuck in place, big gummy lines all over his skin. Veemon finally collapsed with a huff, cock burbling out the last of his load all over their stomachs, squishing and squelching.

"I, um, wow," Davis said, staring down at the immense mess. Staring down at Veemon, his oh-so-innocent-seeming partner who just whipped out his two dicks and came all over him. Come trickled down his thighs, soaking into the bed beneath them. "Wow."

"Yeah," Veemon said, and then his grip on Davis' dick tensed and he looked up, eyes wide and shining even with a gummy string of come splattered between them. "You want to do it again?"

"Again?!" Davis said. "I mean, it takes a little time, even if, um..." he trailed off, cock twitching in Veemon's loose and now slimy grasp: not going soft but not exactly ready to go again just yet.

"Oh, I guess since you can't digivolve you have to wait the whole time?" Veemon said, which didn't make sense at all, except then suddenly his digivice was buzzing in Davis' pocket and Veemon was glowing, and then in a second instead of his cute little digimon partner he was sitting in a bed, his legs hooked over Flamedramon's.

"Um," Davis squeaked. Flamedramon still had his armor on, but it had never covered his crotch -- one of many reasons Davis had never assumed that Digimon had dicks -- and his dicks were still out, apparently already ready to go again. And. Big. Wow, yeah, big. Veemon's had been pretty big for his size, and Flamedramon's took that and ran with it: He had two dicks jutting up from his big spread, uh, pussy, both just as weird and ridged and spiny as Veemon's had been. Each one was easily as thick as one of Davis' wrists, and the fins and spurs only made them look even thicker.

The twi dicks ran up across his lean chest, ludicrously oversized even on Flamedramon's much more adult body, with the tips just-barely touching across the lower rim of his chest armor, across his pecs. They were still drooling, and Davis zoned out watching them tremble, shuddering and flexing, tips dragging over the metal and then bouncing back, leaving behind a shining smear, near-invisible threads of pre drawing out between them. He licked his lips and swallowed, and then realized he'd been leaning in, face hardly an inch away from Flamedramon's cocks.

"Wow," he said, and he could see his breath ripple over the cocks, ridges and spurs flexing, tiny little goosebump-like spines rippling up across the smooth flesh.

"Uh, Davis?" Flamedramon said, and the voice -- a lot deeper than Veemon's chirping -- made Davis jerk back, blushing.

"Sorry," he said, head fuzzy, heart pounding. Flamedramon was just spread out in front of him, legs wide, cocks jutting up sharply. The spicy-musk smell was even stronger now; not just because he still had Veemon's come all across his front.

"It's okay. You can... if you want to." Flamedramon raised his hands, solidly ensconced inside his armor, just round blobs with sharp blades. "I can't exactly jerk off myself in this form, so anything you want to do to get me off is okay."

"Um," Davis said, looking up and down the two huge cocks. "Anything?" His gaze focused on the base of his shafts, on the big plush lips visibly straining around the base, flushed pink flesh lewdly clenching and flexing. "Could I... have sex with you?"

"I thought we were," Flamedramon started, and Davis cut him off, hand pressing over Flamedramon's thigh, thumb sliding across the slick flesh of his flushed lips.

"I mean, there."

"There?" Flamedramon's voice was amused. "That's not really... usual."

"It's not?" Davis looked up, trying to read Flamedramon's expression. "It looks like, uh, um, a-- you know." Davis blushed, unable to even really... say it.

"A what?" Flamedramon quirked his head, apparently genuinely confused.

"A-- you know! A girl's..." and he gestured, hopelessly "pussy."

"Oh." There was a pause. "It's not."

"Oh."

"You can still fuck it if you want, though."

Davis flushed further at Flamedramon's words, looking down to where his thumb had never stopped sliding back and forth over his folds. He was still half-hard, not entirely spent, and--

and he found himself leaning in, pressing his chest against Flamedramon's, sandwiching the two giant cocks between them, mouth opening to flatten his tongue against the cockheads. Flamedramon inhaled sharply, the bulb of his armored hands pressing against Davis' side. The taste burst over his tongue, salt and spice and a thick, savory meat. He'd never tasted his own come, since he figured it would taste gross, but Flamedramon's cocks tasted -- not bad, definitely. Weird. But good. Davis squeezed his eyes shut and sucked the tips into his mouth, the two of them stretching his lips absurdly, the spiny, finned cockheads bulging out his cheeks as he struggled to stuff them in his mouth. He could hear Flamedramon's soft intake of breath, and it seemed like the cocks rippled in time, gushing out a tiny squirt of pre that smeared all across the inner flesh of his mouth, drenching his tongue in the taste. He moaned, voice warbling and muffled, and swallowed, hot pre burning down his throat.

His hands slid between them, wrapping around Flamedramon's shafts -- like one lumpy, utterly-enormous shaft pinned together -- and he found himself stroking, jerking Flamedramon off while he sucked and slurped on his cocktips, tongue wrapping around them, licking off the wash of slimy pre they were oozing.

Davis found himself rocking up onto his knees, cockhead knocking against Flamedramon's thighs before it hit the underside of his shafts and skewed down. Davis gasped, eyes screwed shut, as he sunk forward, making an inarticulate moan as his cock slid into Flamedramon's... not-pussy, following the thick line of his cocks. He was tight inside, not much room compared to the massive, meaty roots of his cocks, but comparatively Davis' cock was tiny. He moaned around Flamedramon's cockheads, sloppily drinking pre, a mess of spit and pre drooling over his lips and spilling down Flamedramon's shafts, drenching his stroking hands.

Davis whined, hips jerking forward, hilting in Flamedramon with a wet slap. His entire body shuddered, heat burning down through him, and he found himself wetly groaning across Flamedramon's chest, balls pulled up tight against the base of his cock as he erupted again, shooting hard into Flamedramon's stretched-out pussy, all the while face smearing across his cockheads, panting. He rolled his hips back, the sensation of Flamedramon's insides clenching around his cockhead nearly as intense as the orgasm itself, dimly aware of a wet squelch as his load filled up the shallow space inside and burbled back down his balls, and he worked back and forth, nearly sobbing from the overstimulation burning up and down through his cock. His cock popped out between Flamedramon's shafts, spilling to the side, shining with come and weird internal slime, and slowly his flushed lips clenched, spilling out a thick white burble of come.

"Wow," Davis said, dazed, staring at his half-hard cock, pulses still running through his body, cockslit sluggishly spreading to ooze out a bead of come.

Flamedramon shifted, cocks smearing over Davis' face again, and he looked down, nose practically shoved between them.

"O-oh! Do you uh, want me to keep going?" He squeezed one of the twin cocks, a wet burble of pre gushing out, spilling across the underside of his jaw.

"Well," Flamedramon started, a little smirk on his face. "We could. But since you got to fuck me, I was thinking I could fuck you..."

Davis gawped. "You think? Uh. Would you. Fit?"

"We could find out. I think you could, though. You're a lot bigger than Agumon, and I've gotten both of my dicks into him before."

Davis flushed, and not just from the extremely matter-of-fact statement of what Flamedramon and Agumon had gotten up to. He'd never... he'd maybe, sometimes, in the shower, pressed a fingertip against his asshole, but never more than that. A finger, much less the monsters Flamedramon had, were... it seemed impossible.

"You think?" he said, and his voice came out rasping and dry, a little nervous. "We could try, um, if you want."

"I do."

"So, uh, should I...?"

"Lean back," Flamedramon said, and Davis did, lying back on his bed and then lifting his legs up against his chest -- thighs pressing against the slimy mess of Veemon's load, still feeling warm and tingly against his skin. And, showing his asshole to Flamedramon, who leaned in, cocks dragging along the undersides of his thighs, dribbling a thin wash of pre down his bare skin. And then Flamedramon climbed on top of him, blade-armored hands slicing through the sheets on either side of him, and his cocks pressed down, over the curve of Davis' ass. Their tips were almost gummy, smooshing and dragging as Flamedramon, uh, humped against him, cockheads smearing his ass with pre, making them slide frictionlessly across his skin.

They both squirmed a little, repositioning, and Flamedramon canted his hips, cockheads pressing down, digging into the tight, shockingly-sensitive ring of his asshole. He hadn't really known what to expect -- people did it, so it had to feel good, at least kind of, right? -- but Flamedramon dragging his cocktip up and down, slick and hot, pressure burning up through him every time he dug forward... Davis found himself whimpering, sharp pants coming out of his mouth, pushing his ass back against Flamedramon's cock, flexing his asshole to try and get him to push in already.

Davis panted, body already sweaty and trembling, and Flamedramon moved minutely side-to-side: one cockhead and then the other digging against his hole, drizzling goopy pre across his ass, slurping it back and forth. Then the pressure increased, Flamedramon grinding a cocktip against his hole with increased intensity, and the touch burned all across Davis' body as his digimon pushed inside. He let out a reedy cry, nearly sobbing from the intensity as the pressure burned hotter, nearly painful as Flamedramon's dick sunk inside him. He could feel every minute tremble of the cockhead in him, the drizzle of pre feeling like hot ink squirting in a thick cloud, heat billowing everywhere. His eyes fluttered open -- he'd closed them at some point -- and found Flamedramon's head nearly directly in front of his, eyes looking down at him. Davis tipped his head up, and Flamedramon sunk forward, stubby muzzle open, pressing his mouth against Davis' in a kiss that rapidly grew deeper, Flamedramon feverishly spreading Davis' mouth and shoving his tongue inside, letting Davis wetly suckle on it.

Flamedramon sunk deeper, his other cock skewing up Davis' thighs, grinding against his half-hard length: spurting pre in thicker gushes all up his stomach, smearing his dick until it was completely drenched. He thrust, once, experimentally, tugging back and forth, and Davis yelped sharply, moaning into Flamedramon's mouth. Even just the one shaft was almost painfully broad, spreading his asshole wider than it'd ever been before, ridges sawing back and forth over his raw, flushed rim; he couldn't imagine taking both. But-- he found himself reaching down, pressing down on his stomach: he could feel the bulge of Flamedramon's cock, long and thick, and then knocking against his stomach just above it was Flamedramon's other cock. He curled his hand around it, stroking for a second, smearing his hand with slick pre. And reaching further back, feeling the junction where the digimon's cock was shoved inside him: shaft gristled and spiny, his ass drenched in pre, flesh hot and bruised, burning with sensation all the way up inside him, so sensitive it hurt; nothing at all like he'd ever imagined his asshole could feel like.

Flamedramon started thrusting, each motion making Davis yelp and moan and writhe, the wet slurp of his cock breaking his hole open punctuating every thrust. A slimy mess of pre oozed out around his shaft, more and more smearing across his inner walls. A particularly strong thrust nearly knocked his head back against the headboard; Davis had to reach back and press both arms against it to brace himself to take each thrust. The sounds his digimon's cock made pushing into him were obscene, slurps and gurgles, the wet plap when he shoved in deeper or let his cock spill back out, glistening and drenched in thick cords of pre. Flamedramon jerked forward, cock sinking deep enough that it knocked the breath from Davis' lungs in a wheeze, and then yanked all the way out, leaving his hole spread and gaping, still burning with the withdraw when Flamedramon switched cocks, shoving his other dick in nearly to the base, just following the trench he'd fucked open in Davis' guts.

Davis wailed, body arching, eyes rolling back in his skull -- dimly aware of Flamedramon's tongue lapping across his cheek, shoving into his open mouth -- and his cock gushed, a filmy squirt of come and pre just oozing out, another dribble pumping with each thrust as Flamedramon started fucking him hard, ass spread and gaping even around his fat shaft. His entire body jolted with each thrust, head and shoulders splayed against the headboard, body folded up in a pretzel. And then Flamedramon jerked back, cock pulling from Davis' guts with an explosion of goopy pre, and shoved forward again, both cockheads fighting for space, jerking and scraping through the too-tight rim of Davis' bruised, destroyed asshole before the sheer force of his thrust shoved them both inside, sinking halfway, a huge wash of pre erupting out from his already-overfilled hole, splattering all up and down Flamedramon's chest. Flamedramon keened, a sharp cry, and his cocks throbbed solidly, jerking Davis back and forth like a limp puppet.

Davis was groaning and sobbing with his head thrown back, face pressed into the crook of his arm as Flamedramon thrust deeper. His stomach warped and bulged, twin lines in a narrow V sliding up and down his stomach, rasping across the underside of his abs, a weird potent tug and stretch, and he pressed his hand down against his bloated belly, only forcing Flamedramon's cocks to angle deeper, knocking against his diaphragm, making him wheeze with each thrust. He was... not coming, exactly, but his cock kept spasming and squirting, threads of come spilling out into the wash of slime smeared across his cock and balls.

Flamedramon's thrusts grew erratic, breath billowing out across his face in sharp pants, and Davis let out a wailing cry as Flamedramon buried both cocks in, the flushed lips of his pussy smacking against Davis' ass, the wet dribble of his own load spilling back down his cheeks as Flamedramon's vent flexed and clenched, spitting it out. Then Flamedramon started to come: cocks trembling, keening loud, his tail lashing out behind him in a frenzy. He jerked his muzzle down, kissing Davis again, moaning as he came.

His load felt scalding, boiling hot, blossoming inside him in a sudden wet spurt -- and then another, and another, come audibly pumping inside him, gurgling and squelching and churning, sharp cracks as the twin streams crashed against his internal flesh. Davis just gasped for breath, breathing in his digimon's scalding exhales, whimpering. His stomach bulged, the sheer volume of come bloating him even as the first squirt burned down the lines of Flamedramon's cocks and erupted out of him, splattering a thick smear of thick white come all across the bedsheets. But Flamedramon kept coming, still thrusting, cocks stirring up the mass of come inside him, fucking it deeper even as more and more gushed down his cocks, spraying out between them each time Flamedramon hilted.

The heat inside him grew even hotter, twin cocks spraying and spraying, and Davis opened his eyes to see that Flamedramon was glowing all over, brighter and brighter -- and then with a pop and fizzle the digivolution ended, Veemon plopping down onto the soaked bed in front of him, landing just between Davis' spread legs, his ass suddenly empty. His hole gaped, a sloppy waterfall of come pouring out of him and smearing all across Veemon, thick white gushes of come splattering all across his belly and thighs. Veemon was still hard, even; his nubby cocks ground over his huge, bruised asshole, dragging through the slime, rasping over Davis' aching rim.

Davis just lay there panting, legs still raised, asshole bruised into a huge swollen mess, gaping enormously, while a thick waterfall of come poured out of him, erupting into thick squirts whenever he reflexively tried to clench his abs, pregnant-looking belly rippling and churning, bloated enormously.

"Oh, um, I guess maybe you weren't ready for all of that," Veemon said, laughing nervously. "Maybe we should wait for a while before I try digivolving into Raidramon, huh? It was good, though, right?"

Davis just laughed weakly, still gasping for breath. "It was good. You're gonna," he said, and paused. "gonna have to help me clean up before everybody gets back," and, oh, Veemon realized, looking around that he had kinda made a mess of things: bed soaked to oozing with come, huge rents in the sheets from his claws, and his lashing tail had knocked everything from the bedside table, scattering it all over the carpet -- which itself was starting to get soaked, thick streamers of come drooling off the side of the bed and into the carpet.

"Um," Davis said, though, continuing. "Definitely try Raidramon, though." His fingers drifted down his body, smearing through the sheet of come, pushing two fingers into his wrecked ass, finger-fucking himself in a daze. "Just maybe when we're in the Digiworld, next time."