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“High Tension"

It was nearing the end of the heat season for the Digimorphs and Pokemorphs of the world; as enjoyable as it had been, Sean was a bit relieved that there was only about a week left. As he drove along the parkway toward the airport, he couldn't help but notice a cool breeze washing through the window of his jeep, adding a little hint of air to an otherwise stiflingly hot day. It was the height of summer and the height of the heat season. He'd noticed that the trip to the airport was much swifter than it usually was due to less traffic on the road, and he couldn't help but wonder what Sylen and his cousins were thinking, traveling during such a... tumultuous time of the year. He made it to the airport in under forty-five minutes, almost an hour faster than the trip would normally take him and as he parked at the designated spot to wait, he checked his phone. The last text message coming in from Sy himself:

“Hey handsome! Just landed, be out shortly."

The message had been sent almost twenty minutes ago, and suddenly Sean was glad that he was early. Almost ten minutes passed without a response, and Sean felt himself getting sweaty, the cool from his turned-off air conditioning had faded and it was getting hot in the car again. Another five minutes passed and suddenly he spotted them exiting the terminal. Sylen was at the front of the pack; the lean but well built Garurumon striding ahead by a good foot as he dragged a large bag on wheels. Behind him were the Weregarurumon twins Kai and Tyson, dressed in sleeveless shirts to show off their impressive musculatures and a backpack on each of their backs. The pair sharing off excited looks and laughs as they carried on out into the garage. And lastly behind them was Dante; a Dorulumon and the biggest man of the group, standing a good half-head taller with a tall mane of orange hair and a thick pelt of orange fur stuffed into the tanktop he wore. The rest of his fur that wasn't on his hands or feet was white in color. A glint of amber came from his eyes as he turned and noticed Sean's car and gave a decisive point turning everyone's attention to him. Sean's heart beat a little bit faster as he turned on the car again, letting the cool air now flood the space as they approached.

“Well hey there. Going our way?" Sylen asked as he put his bag into the back while Kai, Tyson and Dante all piled into the back seat behind Sean.

“Well I guess I could take you strangers home, as long as you all promise you're on your worst behavior." He gasped as Kai grabbed him around from the back of the seat and hugged him.

“Only if you promise too." He purred into Sean's ear.

“Hey!" Tyson objected, swatting at his brother. “We agreed!"

“Hey! Don't test me!" Kai snapped back, swatting at his brother over Dante's large chest, forcing the big guy to sit back a bit to avoid being hit.

“Guys please don't fight..." He said calmly. “It was a long flight, I'm not in the mood to watch you fight."

“You two settle down or you're going right back to New Zealand!" Sylen shouted as he climbed into the passenger seat, leaning across and giving Sean a passionate kiss that paused the bickering from the back seat as they watched.

Sean melted into the kiss, then pulled away to shift the car into gear, the trembling of goosebumps down his body making him jolt a little like he'd just touched a live wire. As he pulled out he spoke up. “So... rough trip?"

“Oh, the trip was fine. New Zealand is a beautiful country and all, but the production was rough. I mean it usually is for this time of the year. Half the guys stayed out of the recording booth because of their perma-erections, you know?"

“I get it." Sean shrugged.

“So how's your spice been? You worn out yet?" Kai teased leaning in to speak clearly in Sean's ear."

“Kai. Sit." Sylen said finally, his nerve snapping as he looked back at the Weregarurumon. Silently Kai sat back.

The drive from town to their home took longer than Sean expected, or at least it seemed longer. The car was quiet, Dante slept peacefully in the center of the back seats with one twin under each arm, nestling into his large pecs, his head bowed forward a tiny spittle of drool hanging from his lips as he snored gently. They had definitely been through a long, arduous trip and it had been clearly a high point of frustration for all of them. Sean smirked as Tyson nuzzled his face into Dante's chest, making his pectoral bounce slightly before he turned to Sylen asleep in the passenger seat.

His breathing was calm, slow and even, his head was rested against the window. A light mist of air webbing across the glass under him as he rested, the cool air fluttering the tufts of fur along his neckline as he sat with his arms crossed over his chest sound asleep. Sean didn't mind the drive, he was used to dealing with the city traffic these days. This just made it seem more comfortable.

It had been nearly an hour before Sylen stirred, stretching his arms with a wide, almost jaw-unhinging yawn as he looked toward the road ahead. His hand rested on Sean's comfortingly. Sean squeezed it back as night fell on them leaving only the lights inside the car and the headlights pointing forward as the only illuminations on the road. Sean drove up to the large gate at the head of the property. He pressed the button on the control attached to his visor and slowly the gates parted for them. As Sean drove through, the gates slowly began to close behind them, coming together with a loud clank that they could still hear over one hundred yards away. Soon they wound up the driveway to the mansion. By this time everyone else had stirred to life and as the car came to a stop just outside the mansion, each of them clambered out into the cool night air, each grabbing their respective bags. As they rounded the car, Tyson nudged Kai who grunted.

“Hey!" He shouted as he pushed Tyson back. “Back off!"

“Guys not again..." Dante groaned in frustration rolling his eyes as they headed into the house.

“Sy what is going on with everyone?" Sean asked finally as they entered the house, the warm lighting of the living room now easing them to relax more. “I mean I've seen those two at odds before, but never like this..."

“It's nothing..." Sylen started, but before he could finish Dante brushed past them heading toward the kitchen. “And where are you going?" He asked.

“I'm starved. Those flight attendants on the plan didn't give me any food."

Sylen rolled his eyes. “We've got a butler that can help you with that." He ssaid. “Just ask..."

“Actually the butler quit last week. Apparently you were supposed to pay him for his fees and bills during the two weeks you were supposed to be gone."

Sylen sighed roughly. “Man it's like I can't win. I hope he didn't expect I was going to be gone to New Zealand and back in a day or two...that recording project took--"

“Months, I know." Sean said as he pulled Sylen in and gave him a peck on the cheek. “I've missed you."

Sylen smiled softly. “Me too..." He paused and shrugged. “Which is why I've got to tell you something pretty important."

“What?" Sean asked, as there was a delay in Sylen's answer he exaggerated it. “Whaaaat?"

“Oh, no it's nothing bad." He said. “But something I think you should know about. You know how we were stuck in New Zealand through the heat months."

“Right, right. I caught that. Abridged version, please."

Sylen cleared his throat softly. “Well... the thing is... we weren't actually able to do anything about it."

“What?" Sean's voice was a mix of surprise and worry as Sylen's confession dangled in his ears. “What do you mean?"

“I mean...for one we didn't really have time to really...take care of what we needed." He said. “And secondly we agreed that it should be you to do it."

“Me?"

Sy nodded. “Yep. It was agreed between us that we not...relieve ourselves for the trip. That when we got back we would ask you, and we draw straws to spend a day with you, doing whatever we wanted to relieve our needs in as many ways as possible...but only if you agreed to it."

Sean scoffed a bit, pacing back and forth a few steps each way, rubbing the back of his neck as he took in the request Sylen had offered him. “You're... you're telling me that if I agreed to this...that you'd have me no-holds barred for twenty-four hours during the hottest, heaviest...horniest time of year for all of you?"

“IF you--"

“A-agreed to it, yeah. I got that. Sean nodded. “Wow...I mean..." He felt nervous, even having been with each of them before, to be put on the spot like this still flustered the husky and he laughed lightly. “Well how are you planning to...decide who goes when?"

“We were thinking about the classic drawing straws." Sylen admitted. “I'm pretty sure Dante got them together."

“Dante's in on it too?"

“Dante could barely restrain himself at the hotel." Sylen smiled.

Sean scoffed. “So when's this little straw-drawing thing supposed to kick off?"

“Oh come on! Are you kidding? I got such a tiny straw!"

Before they knew it, Dante, Kai and Tyson were walking down the hall toward them. Kai had moaned about drawing a short straw and Tyson hadn't fared much better, his straw being maybe an inch longer than his brother's. “Aw damn." He growled as Dante approached and reached the remaining two straws toward Sylen.

“Sorry, couldn't wait." He said. “Those two insisted."

“Well normally I've got better luck than that." Kai huffed indignantly as Sylen pulled a straw that was between the twins' lengths.

“Well I guess that I'm not going first." He said with a chuckle. “Which means you've got the longest--"

“I got the longest straw!" Dante exclaimed revealing a straw about six inches in length.

Sylen nudged Sean with his elbow. “Exactly what I was about to say." He said jokingly. “But either way! Looks like Dante's got first crack tomorrow! Then Tyson, and then me and Kai...actually scratch that. I want to go last. That way I can just tackle him whenever I want." He winks and hugs Sean closer.

***

The night had come upon them so quickly, Sean could easily tell that there was tension everywhere from the dinner, to the sleeping arrangements to sharing bathrooms as Kai and Tyson continually bickered at each other who was going to give Sean the best time. But meanwhile, Dante couldn't keep his eyes off the round husky and even as they went to their separate rooms for the night before the festivities began, Sean couldn't help but pass a sideways smile at the Dorulumon as they made their ways to their own bedrooms. It was nearly eleven twenty by the time Sean finally put his phone up and curled into his covers to get some sleep.

At some point, Sean could hear his digital watch beep the top of the hour, and as he lay trying to fall asleep, he could hear the sound of something click, then the sound of a door slowly opening, creaking long and slow through the darkness as he pondered who would be sneaking into his room at this time of the night. Soon, there was a gentle thump and a weight at Sean's feet followed by a wake of heat as it washed over him. Sean swallowed and pulled the covers back to see Dante seated at the foot of his bed, half-crouched on his feet as he leaned back.

“Oh good are you awake? Master?"

The brief pause before that word made Sean cringe “Ack... come on Dante. You know I don't like being called that. It's very... erm...not me... you know?"

Dante's ears folded back slightly, it was a very subtle gesture but Sean noticed. “Oh. Sorry..." He replied sheepishly.

Sean looked at the clock: 12:01 and he sighed. “You really didn't waste any time did yo--"

Sean's voice was cut off as Dante quickly loomed over him, the fur of their bodies warm and tingling against one another, his hot breath warmly ghosting over Sean's as the Dorulumon's wet, gentle tongue began to wash at Sean's neck, making him gasp in surprise. “I c-couldn't... I... I had to be with you, master...I just..."

Sean wanted to object to being called master again, but the gentle biting at his neck, the pure need radiating off Dante's body silenced him. He only managed a soft gasp as Dante began to lick and kiss down his neck. Dante's fingers slipped past the sheet between them, finding the waistband of Sean's briefs, they thumbed along it briefly; not completely slipping inside more than a fingertip's depth as his hands worked over Sean's already hardening cock. “D-Dante..." Sean whispered, his voice dripping with a lustful husk as Dante's lips hovered over Sean's exposed nipples.

Dante knew that Sean was sensitive to his nipples, and he took his time here; he licked his lips generously and then brought them to the left nub. Sean's chest puffed up as he gasped, feeling that hard vacuum pull against his nipple which caused both of them to start hardening. Sean's hand found the back of Dante's head and he pressed him closer, feeling that wet, slippery appendage wash over that sensitive flesh. His body jolted like electricity was touching him and his breath hitched in pleasure. He felt everything; Dante's tongue as it flicked back and forth over the nipple, the fine points of his teeth as they grazed across the flesh and that hard, suckling vacuum that made his toes curl. Dante's amber eyes glanced up at Sean and he seemed rather pleased at the pleasure painted all over the husky's face. This only made his tail flick vigorously behind him as he pulled it down further, dragging Sean's shorts with them. He then let out a deep rumble as he lifted his lips, leaving a strand of spittle from one nipple and moved it to the other giving a growl and giving that his slow attention as well. Again, Sean's body shuddered as his other hand reached down and his fingertips stroked the larger man's fur.

Dante's lip strength was unrelenting, he rolled his eyes back at Sean's touch his hips wiggling a bit at the fingers drawing across his fur. He lifted his lips back up, the suction granting a soft pop that echoed through the room as he released it. His face was flushed, Sean could practically see the red, despite the dim light in the room and through Dante's fur. His tongue groomed along Sean's belly, his eyes never leaving Sean's gaze. As he reached the apex of the husky's stomach he slowed. “P-please master, let me taste you... let me have your cock in my mouth...I want it... I n-need it..."

Sean blushed, he still wasn't used to being called a “master" and he didn't like people feeling like they had to be beneath him. But Dante's look urged him on and he found that he couldn't even say it, he only gave a silent nod. Dante's eyes lit up like nothing he'd ever seen before; it had been a long time since the two of them had been together, but even then he didn't remember seeing such a look. As Dante's fingers dipped deep into Sean's shorts, he could feel the fabric pulling back as Dante dragged them and the sheets down further. His lips following Sean's stomach until his cock bounced from its confines into the cool room air. Immediately he felt a desperate glomp around his flesh as Dante took him eagerly, his wet mouth pouring over the tip, the gentle wiggling of his tongue working from tip down the underside as he huffed loudly and his lips dragged along the husky's throbbing length.

Dante felt like he'd just found water in a dry desert. His head twisted like a whip and he engulfed the flesh like a man possessed. He grabbed Sean's hips and thrust his lips down again and again. His eager grunts almost pushing Sean back, but his hands in place keeping the husky still as he drank every inch eagerly. The bed was shaking gently, and at one point Sean wasn't sure if it was Dante's eager blowjob, or if it was his body trying to keep from cumming so hard, so fast. His hands grasped at Dante's mane, trying not to pull at the hair but finding it hard to control himself. Dante pulled Sean's legs up slightly, resting them on the back of his shoulders and Sean couldn't help himself but to tighten the grip of his legs, caging the beast in between them. This prompted Dante to press his nose and his lips harder in, swallowing Sean's length entirely. His wet tongue leaving drizzles of saliva down his balls, which he then generously licked up.

Sean's heart was pounding at this, he was almost frozen, lost in ecstasy. He didn't want to cum already, but every muscle in his body was tensing and as he moved his hands to grab at the sheets under him, his entire body convulsed as the surge of his orgasm crashed over and he let out a loud, shuddering howl as he felt his shaft constrict and start to fire off deep into Dante's waiting throat.

Dante's throat constricted again and again as he swallowed every drop in loud, overly enthusiastic gulps. His face was pressed hard on Sean's belly now, taking every volley as his free hand reached down and gripped the husky's drawn-up balls, coaxing every drop he could out of it.

After several moments he broke his lips from Sean's cock and slid slowly up to meet his face once more. His eyes were full of lust, his every breath pulsing with need as his hands groped the husky's firm, plump ass. “P-please master, can I fuck you...? I w-want... I want to fill my master's ass... I need you to let me..."

Sean's lips met Dante's in a gentle kiss, and Dante's breath shuddered, returning the kiss with an equal fervor. Sean knew that Dante wouldn't do anything he didn't want, but he also knew he wanted it. His body shook with its own desire to feel Dante's cock in him and as their lips parted he smiled. “I want you to fuck me, Dante. Do your...your master proud." He said, feeling that flush of heat having called himself that.

Dante's eyes lit up again, but this time they were less about “need" and more about “want". His fingers played along the width of Sean's warm, fleshy pucker and he began to stroke himself, soaking his fingers in his own precum as he then placed them at Sean's entrance and began to push his digits inward. Sean gasped and felt them slide in, his chest rose and it gave Dante the perfect opportunity to return his lips to those sensitive nipples. This time focusing on one, growling in pleasure as he suckled and nibbled on it, feeling Sean's body rise and fall with every slow penetration of one of his fingers, then two. Sean gasped and cried out and his voice was quickly snuffed out by Dante's lips as they relocated to the husky's mouth. Their tongues tangled and Dante pulled Sean closer, pressing his tip against the husky's hole and with a muffled grunt from both, he pushed inside. His cock entering Sean's body with a pop as he growled at the back of his throat. Sean's body shuddered again, he could taste his own cum on the Dorulumon's tongue, and it was intoxicating and arousing. He felt himself getting hard again as Dante thrust into him again, dragging himself back to the tip, then colliding with him again. One of Sean's legs, trapped behind Dante's body raised up on the man's shoulder as he grunted and pushed in again.

“Ahh fuck..." Sean whispered, breaking the kiss for a moment to take a breath, only for Dante's mouth to claim him again, eagerly working up a rhythm as he pushed in deeper and deeper with every thrust.

Sean didn't remember Dante being so big, but as his body stretched and gave to every inch the man gave him he could feel the man's need for release rising higher and higher as he slammed into him harder and harder. Dante's mouth released Sean after several minutes as he let out a shuddering howl and his body grew tight. “RrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRR!!!!" His growl reverberated as he grunted and began to cum thick, powerful bursts of heat deep into the husky as Sean grabbed the back of his neck and held on for dear life, his legs rising almost double over the two of them. Sean's legs tightened around Dante's hips as the loud, echoing slaps of his flesh into Sean grew into wetter, louder splashes of cum that became a mess between the two of them.

After several moments, Dante collapsed onto Sean's chest. Breathing hard as he listened to the husky's rapid heartbeat. “Th-thank you master..." He said breathing and trembling against Sean's body.

Sean breathed deeply, feeling the unmistakable rise of his arousal as his cock had grown hard again from the frivolous fucking. Without warning, Sean turned Dante onto his back and settled onto the man's stomach. “Oh don't be thankful yet. I'm not done..." He said as he leaned over, without warning and began to play his tongue along Dante's nipples.

“Ahh y-yes... ahh!" Dante gasped as he felt the wetness of Sean's tongue, the sharpness of his own fangs dragging along his fleshy nipple as Sean nibbled at it, then drew it wetly into his mouth. Dante's back arched up and he let out a grunt, his hands spread over Sean's back, pulling him closer as the husky's tail began to wag in enjoyment as his lips sucked and popped against Dante's nipple. Revenge from the Dorulumon's previous efforts as he grinned and stared at the lustful beast. He wanted more, he needed more and he knew that Dante's body was not about to rest now. Not after waking him up in the middle of the night. Oh no. He felt Dante's growing heat hardening against his thigh, but he blatantly ignored it. Focusing instead on pinning Dante's hands up over his head as he worked one nipple, then lewdly moving to the other, the suction popping returning for a second round.

Sean grinned, using a free hand to stroke and feel Dante's expanding flesh between his fingers as it pulsed to life once again, enjoying the feeling of the beastly amounts of precum already bubbling to the surface and drooling over the shaft even at only half mast. He was eager, and he was wanting. His hips snapping forward, bucking in anticipation; but Sean was still teasing him, hearing those whimpers from the big man gave him an unexpected thrill. It was then that Sean pulled the rug out from under him. He grabbed Dante's hips, and in an impressive show of strength, he leaned back and forced the beast to flip over onto his stomach, he raised his ass as he shoved his cock along the cleft of it. He felt Dante's entire body tremble in surprise as his face landed on the pillow and he looked back as Sean's precum began to pool along his cleft, getting him good and ready as his thick phallus dragged over the matted fur until it caught the rim of the beast's hole. Sean rose up and angled his cock down, then without a moment's hesitation, slammed his length deep inside.

Dante's claws instantly shredded through the sheets on either side as he let out a bellowing roar, feeling Sean's dominant weight slam down on him, that thick cock driving deep and hard into his ass. “Ahhhh! Y-yes! Master!" He cried out as Sean grabbed his hips and held him still, he dragged himself back out to the tip, then with a grunt slammed himself back in, right to the hilt. The room echoed with the slap, he felt Dante's ass ripple with the force of the impact as he imbedded himself deep and then in a groan of pleasure, Sean began to pump himself deep into Dante's hole, working up a steady and brutal rhythm. His fingers dragged along Dante's fluffy underside, over his stomach and chest as he embraced him, delivering wet blow after wet blow, speeding up his pace as he dragged Dante back into him again and again. Their bodies colliding again and again as his hands settled around Dante's stomach. Sean growled in pleasure, biting on Dante's shoulder as he felt his thickness tighten, he felt Dante's ass wrap around his flesh like trying to keep him inside and that only made him want to cum harder.

Sean grunted, closing his eyes as he fought back the want, the need to cum. His hand grabbed Dante's cock, feeling it throb between his fingers as he busied himself, trying to keep from cumming by stroking the Dorulumon flesh. It was slick, it was wet and it was on the verge of exploding as well. The pair grunted and huffed, each chasing their orgasm as their bodies merged as one, again and again.

“F-fu-fuck..." Sean said, feeling his body surrender to the pleasure as he let out a fierce growl.

“AUUUGHHH!!!" Dante beat him to it, an enormous spout of cum began to shoot from him, soaking Sean's hand and thickly coating the top of the sheets destroyed under them.

Sean's body shook harder as the beast's ass clenched around his flesh, turning his climax into a rollercoaster of pleasure. He came harder than he'd remembered for a long time, Sean held on as he climaxed, his body shooting hard into Dante until the overfill began to splash between them, sending little trickles of seed down between them, adding to the already intense mess on the bed. As Dante and Sean both collapsed onto their combined mess on the sheets. Panting madly as their minds slowly crept back from the lustful gutter they'd been lost in.

“Oh m-my...that...was intense..." Sean admitted between breaths. “It's been a while since we had this kind of fun, eh Dante?"

“Yes master... thank you..." Dante panted, his heart racing as he turned and cuddled against Sean's back like a big spoon. His lips touched Sean's ear, making it flick. “That was...incredible..."

“Maybe we should get cleaned up...change out our sheets before they get too cold."

Dante nodded. “Y-yes... of course..." He said, but still tightened his grip. “But...I don't want this to be the last..." He added, pointedly pressing his re-surging cock between Sean's legs. “I--I want to fill you again master... I--I need to before my turn is up."

Sean smiled at Dante's eagerness, squeezing his thighs together and making the beast gasp and his flesh pulse again. “Well we've still got plenty of time, I'll make sure you get every ounce into you... and out of you as I can." He said, gently squeezing into Dante's hug.

THE END?