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Several days had passed since Takato and Guilmon had expressed their feelings for each other. The following days had been a hectic mess and had left them little time to be alone again. First had come his meetings with Rika & Renamon Henry & Terriermon, and more digimon battles than he'd cared to see. Then came the nightmare that was Calumon who nearly revealed Guilmon.

Takato's nights had been fitful, and brought little sleep. The memory of that afternoon still too fresh in his mind, and the overwhelming desire for more.

The two had lain together, a sticky mess, for what seemed to Takato like hours. The young boy's mind overwhelmed with what they'd done. Just days before digimon had been a child's toy, and a secret fantasy. Then he'd not only learned they were real, but met a partner of his own. Even more than that, he'd fulfilled those secret fantasies that he had played out in front of his computer so many nights. He'd sucked off his digimon and been sucked off himself, and then they had lain together covered in drying digicum. It had been too much for him, and he'd just wanted to curl up and sleep there with Guilmon.

The days old digimon however had remained a ball of energy, ready and wanting more. Exhausted and wanting to be able to think about everything that had happened Takato had tried to calm him down, but that had been an exercise in futility. Finally, he'd given in and told the dragon-mon to lay on his back once again.

He'd skipped the handjob warm-up this time moving straight to wrapping his lips around the black pillar of flesh which hadn't shrunk back inside its slit since it had made its first appearance. He had worked slower this time, taking the opportunity to further study the unfamiliar anatomy.

He had slipped the finger-width tip past his lips and slowly worked it deeper into his mouth. The width quickly grew in a steady taper along its length as his lips neared its over 2-inch diameter base. The tip met the back of his throat before he could reach the base causing him to gag and pull back slightly. His tongue ran over the fleshy surface, feeling for and memorizing its subtleties. It was as oddly frictionless as the rest of Guilmon's body, but the dark surface hid a series of veins beneath it; too subtle to be noticed by the eyes, but his tongue felt each tiny ridge.

Guilmon had moaned and squirmed as he slowly bobbed his mouth over the flesh, sampling and tasting every square inch of it. The tip squirmed around in his mouth following Takato's probing tongue with just as much dexterity and purpose.

But Takato didn't just want to learn about the fleshy spire, he wanted to know everything about the strange anatomy. What better way to learn about it than with his face buried in it? Bobbing his head on the shaft he had a perfect view of the strange slit that it rose from. It was a long thin vertical opening between his legs, not unlike the images of a girl's vagina he'd seen. It's sides hugged the sides of the shaft's thick base tightly forcing it to spread open in a v-shape above and below. He probed that v with his fingers spreading it wider as he continued to bob and twist his head eliciting further moans from Guilmon. Inside was bright pink and glistening with moisture. He could feel heat radiating from it, and thought he saw two orbs which could be the dragon's testicles.

He released the slit letting it snap closed again and trailed his hands further down towards his tail, head and tongue continuing to work the shaft. Just above Guilmon's tail he found a second small round hole. Clearly the dragon's ass, it pulsed in time with the his moans and the flexing and pulsing of his shaft. His fingers moist from probing the genital slit he carefully poked at the puckering muscle. Guilmon's hips bucked sending the tip of his shaft straight down Takato's throat when his finger pushed past the rim of muscle and into his ass.

The new stimulation was enough to push the dragon over the edge. Takato gagged on the tip and felt the shaft tense and swell. He recognized it as a sign he was about to cum, and tried to prepare himself for the large volume. Despite having experienced it once already and trying to be ready for it, the massive flood was still more than his young mouth could handle. It quickly filled his mouth dribbling out the sides and down his chin as he tried to shallow as much of the thick creamy fluid as he could.

When Guilmon's orgasm had finally ended, leaving the two of them even more covered in cum than they already were, they lay together laughing playfully taking turns licking the warm sticky substance from each other's bodies. When they were finally clean Takato realized that the sun was already setting. Reluctantly, he realized that he'd better get home before his parents started to worry about him.

Those memories festered in Takato each day he had been unable to find time alone with Guilmon. He felt pent up, and even masturbating to his favorite digimon artists couldn't fill the need he felt to be with Guilmon again. It was finally the weekend. Without school to fill half his day he was determined to find time alone with his partner, his mate, again today.

He knew that just sucking each other off again would not be enough to satisfy the urges he was feeling. He wanted to do more, he wanted to have sex. His finger had felt interesting, but he was confident a dick would offer so much more; just like Guilmon's mouth had been so much better than masturbation. But how could he explain sex to Guilmon who hadn't even known he had a penis? It wasn't like Takato was experienced either.

It was a question he'd been trying to figure out over the past couple days. He finally decided that the best way would be just to show him. His printer had been busy most of the night spitting out his favorite images. Most of them were of Agumon or Flamedramon topping their human partners in a wide variety of positions. He hopped that they would work well to teach Guilmon what he might have trouble explaining.

He stuffed the papers into the bottom of his bag where they would be safe from any accidental prying eyes and ran downstairs into the kitchen. His parents were there, fresh hot bread steaming on the counters. They greeted him with surprise, "Well you're sure up early for a Saturday." His mom noticed the bag over his shoulder. "Where are you off to?"

"Oh, just heading off to the park to play with Kenta and Kazu." He lied while adding several loafs of bread to his bag for Guilmon before popping one into his mouth for himself. "I'll bwe homwe bwefore dwinner." He sputtered around the mouth full as he ran out the door, not wanting to get sucked into a long discussion with them.

"Takatomon!" Guilmon leapt from hiding and bounded towards him as soon as Takato closed the gate to his cave. Takato breathed a small sign of relief to find Guilmon where he belonged and not out causing trouble with Calumon again. The dragon tackled him in excitement sniffing and nudging at him with his snout.

Almost immediately his nose was drawn to the bag which had been slung over Takato's shoulder but now lay off to side. "Bread!?" he exclaimed immediately crawling off the boy and nosing at the bag.

Takato climbed back to his feet laughing at Guilmon's one track mind. "Yes Guilmon, I brought you bread." He wasn't quite sure how to broach the other subject on his mind. The first couple days Guilmon had constantly pestered him about having sex again, but the opportunity for them to be alone long enough hadn't presented itself. It had been a struggle just to get him to learn that it was a private thing that couldn't even be discussed around Rika and Henry. Just as quickly though he'd seemingly forgotten about it, his young mind occupied by other things.

Guilmon's nose emerged from the bag mouth stuffed full of bread, but also a white sheet of paper hung from his lips. He noticed it at the same time as Takato, and watched it drop to the ground as he swallowed without chewing. It landed face up revealing one of the images Takato had spent the night printing. Guilmon cocked his head to the side studying it.

Takato could see that it was one of his favorites. Tai lay on his back on a bed with his knees pulled up to his chest. Agumon stood on tippy-claws at the foot of the bed. His digi-dick, oddly similar in depiction to Guilmon's own, was planted deep in the young boy's ass. A look of pure pleasure was on his face. One hand stroking his own dick, the other pulling a butt cheek aside to show off his filled hole.

"What's that?" Guilmon asked, mouth still half full. He recognized similarities to his own anatomy, but didn't understand what was happening in the picture. He remembered what he and Takato had done, but Takato had used his hands and mouth; this was different.

Takato reached for the bag and fished out the rest of the printouts, slightly damp with Guilmon's drool from his face first dive for the bread. He still wasn't entirely sure how to explain everything so he just went for it. "Remember when I said what we did before was called oral sex?"

The dragon pulled his eyes from the picture and locked them on his partner nodding. That day certainly was still vivid in his mind even if the boy hadn't let him talk about it, and he was eager that this talk would finally mean a repeat performance.

"Well, that picture shows another kind of sex. It's called anal sex, and it's more similar to actual mating than what we did before." The digimon waddled closer to the fallen picture and looked at it again before shifting his eyes to the stack of papers the boy held.

Takato shuffled the pages and looked awkwardly between them and his digimon. "I wasn't sure I'd be able to explain it to you, so I printed out a bunch of pictures to show instead." Between Guilmon's legs he could see that the dragon's slit was starting to bulge slightly.

Guilmon's face beamed with child-like delight and he bounced slightly on the balls of his feet. "Does this mean we're finally going to do the good feeling thing again?"

The pre-teen boy smirked, "Yes, I think we finally have time and privacy to have *sex* again," he stressed the name that Guilmon had forgotten already.

Guilmon squealed and lunged at the boy for the second time that morning. The tip of his jet-black penis already poking from his slit. Again he knocked Takato onto his butt landing on him, his nose immediately burying itself in his still clothed crotch.

"Uff, slow down boy," he tried to push the snout away. "I need to get undressed first," he glanced over his shoulder at the cave's gated entrance. "And we need to move deeper just in case someone were to come walking by."

Reluctantly, the dragon let the boy up and followed him into the back of the cave. Bouncing on his heels like an excited puppy, his dick now bobbing between his legs fully extended from his slit.

Satisfied that they were well out of view of the cave's entrance Takato turned to face his partner who immediately plopped onto his butt and spread his legs wide. Guilmon clearly expected that today's activities would be the same as their first encounter.

Takato chuckled slightly at Guilmon's eagerness. He apparently hadn't forgotten about their first time anymore than Takato had; he had just learned quickly to suppress his urges. "That's good Guilmon, but I want to try something different this time." He held the stack of pictures out towards the digimon. "See how the Agumon is putting his penis in the boy's butt? We're going to try to do that."

Guilmon looked a little unsure about it, but if it felt as good as when Takato had used his mouth then he wouldn't argue. "Will it feel as good?"

The boy wasn't quite sure how to answer that. "Well, it should, but this is all just as new for me as it is for you." In truth he was a bit nervous. He had used a finger on himself before and it hadn't been unpleasant, but Guilmon was much larger.

"Okay. So, how do we do it?" Guilmon could sense the slight nervousness in his partner and showed a bit himself.

"We'll need what's called lube to slicken things up. I don't have any but spit should hopefully be enough." He knelt down in front of the dragon preparing to lick his shaft then thought of a better way to get double the lubrication. "Lay on your back, I'm going to straddle your stomach."

Guilmon wasn't sure what was happening, but did as he was told. As soon as he had lain back the young boy climbed over him, awkwardly straddling his body with his butt aimed at the dragon's face. "I'm going to lick your dick to get it good and wet, you do the same to my butthole."

The two of them went to work on each other. Guilmon was unsure about licking the boy's ass, but Takato moaned as soon as his tongue made contact and that was enough to entice him to keep going. The large tongue had no prayer of actually penetrating Takato, but it was dripping with saliva and quickly covered the backside in a slick layer. Meanwhile Takato started bobbing his head distributing as much saliva over the black length as he could, he was sure it would be needed. Once he got going he almost couldn't pull himself away from the delicious shaft, but Guilmon's wet tongue constantly pressed between his cheeks set a tingling to work that worked wonders to remind him what he really wanted to try.

Satisfied that they were both sufficiently lubed he crawled off Guilmon who gave him a pout, having been really getting into the rimming he'd been giving. Takato knelt on all fours in front of his partner and looked over his shoulder at him. "Ok Guilmon. Stand behind me and see if you can put it in; like in the pictures."

Guilmon nodded and moved behind his partner, his pointed tip resting just outside the tight ring of muscle. He could sense that the boy was nervous. "Are you sure? It doesn't look like it will fit."

"It should. I've used my finger before, and your tip is about the same size. Just go slow."

Guilmon was just as curious what it would be like as Takato. Without any further hesitation he pressed his hips forward. His saliva coated finger-width tip easily penetrated the virgin hole, no more than an inch, causing them both to gasp.

To Takato the sensation was far above what he felt when he had experimented with his finger. It was far slicker and warmer. He could feel it pulse gently with Guilmon's heart beat, and a steady flow of pre dribbled from its tip spreading the warmth deeper inside.

For Guilmon the feeling was indescribable. The inside was as moist and inviting as Takato's mouth, but the extra sensation of the ring tightly holding him made it oh so much better. He instantly felt the need to bury himself deeper into that warmth, and to feel that tightness slide further down his length. Instinctively he bucked his hips driving more of his length into the boy.

Beneath him Takato cried out. He wasn't ready for the sudden thrust of the rapidly tapered cock which spread his hole too wide too fast. He fell forward onto his stomach pulling himself off the shaft. A small sob escaped his lips, his hole sore and throbbing.

Guilmon didn't know what happened. One second he was savoring the warm tightness. The next second Takato was laying on his stomach sobbing. He started to panic, fearing he'd hurt the boy. "Ta, Takatomon?" his voice was full of concern.

The sharp pain subsided quickly, and Takato heard the concern in Guilmon's voice. "I'm ok. I think that was just too much too fast when you thrust your hips." He rolled over and sat up turning to look at his partner. He still wanted to try this but needed a better way to control it since Guilmon might not be able to control his instincts.

"I think we need to try it in a different position." He got to his feet, feeling a small twinge in his ass as he did so, and walked over to the discarded stack of images. He shuffled through them, sure that he had printed out one that he thought would work. Finally he found what he was looking for near the bottom of the stack. It showed a Gabumon laying on his back. An Agumon straddling his lap. One hand resting on Gabumon's chest supporting himself, the other reached behind him guiding his penis into his ass.

He showed the picture to Guilmon who still looked a little worried. "Are you sure Takatomon?"

"Yes. I really want to try this. It didn't hurt till you suddenly thrust. If we do it this way I should be able to control how deep you go and take it slowly." Guilmon didn't want to hurt Takato, but it had felt too good to put up any more of an argument. He laid down on his back once more and waited for Takato to climb on top.

Takato felt like the saliva on his ass was already drying, so he decided to give Guilmon's member a few quick licks to relube it before he moved to straddle his hips. He was larger than the digimon, so he ended up kneeling on either side of his hips. Guilmon's tip poked between his cheeks, squirming around slightly as if it were seeking the entrance hidden there.

He reached back and gently grasped the shaft, guiding it towards his hole for the second time. "Try not to thrust your hips. Just let me do it." He leaned backwards pressing the tip into himself. A slight twinge coursed through him. He felt tighter this time, less accepting of the intrusion. He paused with just the tip inserted, trying to will himself to relax. The tip was the size of his finger and he knew he could take that.

Guilmon again felt the urge to buck his hips, but he listened to Takato's request and did his best to hold back. He looked into the boy's face. It was a mix of concentration and pleasure.

Slowly Takato felt his hole relax, the tip becoming less pronounced within it. He took that as a sign that he could ease himself back further. Less than an inch more of the rapidly tapering shaft was able to make it inside before he felt the need to stop again. Already it had doubled in width, close to an inch in diameter. The muscle pulsed and clenched trying to expel the foreign object, but Takato wanted to go further.

Still he focused on trying to relax, pressing back slightly. He felt his hole strain against the ever increasing girth. It started it feel a bit painful. Similar to when Guilmon had thrust, but slower and less sharp. He let up on the backwards pressure allowing himself to slide forwards a bit, letting his hole rest for a moment before pressing back again. It felt as if he were able to go slightly further this time before the stretching pain returned.

Takato could only describe it was a good pain, one that had to be conquered for pleasure. "Oh Guilmon. This feels amazing," he groaned. "Does it feel good for you too?" He started to slowly ease himself back and forth on the shaft, over a third of its length now easily sliding inside. Gradually getting deeper and deeper, wider and wider.

The tight hole sliding further and further onto his length, occasionally squeezing and clenching, had Guilmon's urges to bury his whole length screaming stronger than ever. It took nearly his entire focus to hold himself back for fear of harming his partner again. When Takato asked him how it felt he had only been able to groan in response.

Gradually Takato's hips moved faster driving the slick shaft into himself with increased gusto. By the time he had managed to fit nearly half the dragon's length inside he felt as if he'd reached the limits he could stretch himself at this point. The pain had long since disappeared and he felt only pleasure now. Fully relaxed he realized that instead of his hole randomly clenching reflexively he could control it. Squeezing tighter as he pulled forward and relaxing when he thrust back.

Inside he could feel Guilmon's animated tip spiraling around and poking at his wet walls. When he'd push back he'd feel it poke against something deep inside which sent a shiver up his spine each time. All the combined sensations had his own dick hard and dripping onto the digimon's smooth stomach.

Overrun with new sensations they both felt as if the boy had been impaling himself for hours. In reality it had only been a couple of minutes. Both young, they both still had hair triggers. Takato was the first to reach his orgasm. With a final hard thrust he shoved himself backwards, taking Guilmon deeper than ever before. His hole clenching even tighter. His cum erupted onto the dragon's stomach and chest, the first shot firing with enough force to reach his muzzle.

Takato's final deep thrust and tightening hole instantly pushed Guilmon over the edge as well. His massive flood of cum, which had covered the two of them head to toe just days before, erupted inside the boy. It gurgled deep into his guts, a fiery trail of warmth snaking through his stomach. The hole held so tightly around his girth that none was able to find an escape by flowing backwards.

Time seemed to freeze as the pair writhed in their mutual bliss. Finally as their orgasms subsided Takato collapsed onto Guilmon's chest. This single orgasm left him feeling more exhausted than the triple one that the digimon's mouth had given him just days before. For several minutes they were both unable to speak, just laying in their afterglow. Guilmon's tip still wedged in the boy's hole, which had relaxed enough for a steady stream of digicum to begin leaking out around it.

It was Guilmon who first found his voice. "Takatomon? Okay?" He reached a claw finger to gently stroke the side of the boy's face

"Oh yes." He carefully sat up, rubbing his hand over Guilmon's frictionless cum covered chest. "Takatomon is definitely ok. That was better than I even imagined. We definitely have to find time to be alone more often."

"Yay!" Guilmon was in love with the feeling he'd felt, but he also thought back to when Takato had slipped his finger into him during his second blow job. It made him curious what today had been like for the boy as well. "Maybe we can try Guilmon's hole too."

Un-noticed by either of them a nearby shadow shifted and disappeared. A keen eye would have sworn there was a blur of yellow. Perhaps they hadn't been as alone as they had thought.

"Well?"

"I wouldn't call what they were doing training."