Group Leader.
This is a request for Ryouseiken (DigiArtistsDomain.org forums).
Non-heard, unofficial warning: If you are bothered by adult themed material or do not wish to read about two fictional characters having an intercourse together, then I suggest you go away and never touch this story. If you are below 18 years of age, then scram, I don't need parents telling me to stop writing this, if you aren't allowed to read, then don't.
Official Warning: This contains Yaoi, anal, oral and dom/sub relationships.
Disclaimer: I do not own Toei or Digimon. Every character appearing in the following document belongs to them or Bandai or whatever. This is just fan-fiction, so don't hope for me to make money out of this, and much less you getting money out of lawsuiting me. If you're not bothered by anything mentioned up to this point, continue reading!
Group Leader, by DragonMasterX.
"I hate these meetings," the young Masaru said as he walked along his DATS work members. Samson had summoned them for a long briefing where they'd probably be hearing from him for a good while. Masaru disdaintfully looked down at his partner, Agumon, as he accompained him faithfully, "Not this time, kid," he told the little dinosaur.
"Boss?" Agumon tilted his head, Masaru almost tearing as Touma and Yoshino gave him an apprehensive look.
"No Digimon for this meeting," Yoshino added, keeping a hand on her left hip as she looked down at Masaru who apparently would not walk into the room. He had such as a childish rejection for standarized work, it made her mad. "Touma?" she said.
"Gah! Save yourself, Agumon!" Agumon blinked as Masaru yelled to him, falling to his hands as Touma and Yoshino grabbed him by the feet and started dragging him into the briefing room where Samson waited. Ikuto walked while idly balancing his boomerang in his hands.
"Me not like boring meetings, but me not a coward." He said, apparently manning up and walking past the door that closed behind him. A loud banging was heard as Ikuto then began yelling something about disliking Samson's glare, but it was subsided soon, probably by the other two more sensible squad members.
Agumon stared blankly at the door. Beside him was Falcomon with a similar expression and Lilamon was floating idly. Agumon looked to Falcomon, "I feel bad for them," he said, "Glad we aren't humans!" he then grinned.
Gaomon was nonchalantly laid back on a wall with his arms folded, "Our Masters will be out briefly, I suggest we wait for them, silently."
"Aw, aren't you a stick in the mud?" Agumon retorted, Falcomon exchanging looks between each of them as if fearing for some heated argument, Lalamon also appeared to be drifted away. Evidently when Yoshino was busy Lalamon had her own set of activities to keep herself busy. Falcomon looked at how Agumon was glaring at Gaomon, and how Gaomon seemed to just coldly return a glare, the ninja bird could quite easily see two streams of electricity crashing onto each other and sparking already.
"Hey, I've an idea!" Falcomon raised a wing, jumping in-between the two other rookies, "Why don't we play a game?" he proposed.
"A game?" both the clueless ones blinked. Falcomon started smiling, he knew exactly what they needed: A stress-reliever.
Falcomon guided his two friends towards the halls and into a room big enough for them to move about freely. Even Gaomon had accepted to follow them, somehow having been convinced, maybe he actually was hoping to have some fun as opposed to his initial suggestion of doing nothing for hours as Samson would continue babbling on.
The bird mon slowly walked into the room, followed by the other two, then Falcomon reached up and closed the door behind them. Gaomon was the first to react as he turned around, "Why did you lock the door?" he demanded. Agumon, clearly a naive one, just blinked at the outburst.
"Don't you close doors when you enter somewhere, too?" Agumon naïvely questioned, Gaomon was hardly pleased by this. Falcomon was quick to intercept them this time though.
"It's just so we don't bother others in case it gets too noisy!" he grinned. Agumon shrugged as if to say it was enough for him. Gaomon was still dubious but at the same time that explanation made sense. Plus what would Falcomon attempt to do that would potentiall harm them? Not to mention even if he did try anything, he would not be able to digivolve on his own and much less overpower them while it was a 2 on 1. With his logic train having arrived at its conclussion, Gaomon lowered his guard.
"So have you had sex before?" Falcomon suddenly asked. Gaomon's eyes barely shifted, his face expressionless as always, but it was evident he had begun to blush brightly. Agumon still seemed clueless.
"What's that?" Agumon asked as his lifted a red-straped arm-claw, "Is that the game you want to play?" Gaomon felt like dying. Had this reptilian no hope? Falcomon chuckled though, and simply nodded.
"Yeah, it's really fun! Plus we can all play it... together!" the bird ascertained, "You want to play, don't you?" Agumon nodded, "Good. You too, right, Gaomon?" the doggish digimon felt his fur stand up at attention as he felt a goosebump run through his spine. Just what did this sicko bird want? Sex? A game? His eyes were trained on the floor as he continued blushing, he then felt a set of soft feathers on his shoulders, Falcomon was gently smiling and placing a wing on it, "Hey, why are you so silent? You wanna have fun, don't you? Plus... you seem like you know what I'm talking about!" he laughed. Gaomon smacked the wing away and growled.
"You don't know what you're talking about, you..." But before he could say anything, Falcomon put up a wing in his defense.
"It's okay, Gaomon. I know what you and Touma like to do. And how you like to do it with him," Falcomon said, Gaomon's eyes suddenly widening as his pupils became paralyzed, fixed on the bird's beak. He felt like he wanted to punch him hard enough to turn it to mush.
Gaomon barked, "You don't know anything!"
"Please, I'm stealthy, and I like getting a feel for my team-mates, if you know what I mean..." the bird cockily smirked, Agumon just blankly stared, he was really lost. "C'mon, Gaomon, don't you want to feel pleasure?" the black avian said with a soft, almost seductive tone. He put both wings on Gaomon's shoulders and deeply stared into his eyes; strangely, Gaomon wasn't repelling him this time, although it was more than clear that the canine was over the top embarrassed. How many nerves had Falcomon just struck? That was the question that made the bird happy. He wasn't there to embarrass Gaomon, however; he had every intention to 'play' with them, after all.
Gaomon's muzzle seemed to tremble, his look defiant, but Falcomon's eyes were still trained on his. The boxer dog was about to growl something, but then Falcomon pressed his beak onto his lips, his tongue almost instantly flying into his open maw. Gaomon's hands hanged open and limp as he saw Falcomon close his eyes and start frenching him passionately. His blush intensified, he could feel the bird's tongue slather its saliva all over his own, thicker muscle, so no matter what, all the stickyness was left in his slick muscle to swallow or spit out. Gaomon felt Falcomon's wing reach down, and those soft feathers to rub and tickle his pouch that soon revealed a pink member and a set of two white furry balls. Gaomon swallowed.
Falcomon smiled and opened his eyes mid-way to see Gaomon's eyes closing at the same time, his touches gaining some bluntness as he began to tickle and stroke Gaomon's length while it came out, his other wing moving along Gaomon's shoulder for a gentle back rub as the dog moaned and twitched slightly, their kiss finishing abruptly as Falcomon pulled away, only a thing trickle of saliva connecting their mouths now. Gaomon opened his eyes mid-way as they finished, Falcomon seemed to lick his lips to get all that extra saliva slurped into his mouth, Gaomon moaning as his wing enveloped and gripped his meat tightly. "I'll take that as a yes," the bird grinned.
Meanwhile, Agumon had been left there, a blush across his face but the same blank stare as before having taken over his facial expression. What he had just witnessed wasn't any otherworldly thing, he had watched some TV programms and had seen some humans kissing, so he knew what they had just done. The other thing, though... all that fondling and moaning. He wasn't really familiar with any of that, but part of him seemed to recognize it as arousing and pleasurable. Agumon didn't know why, but he could feel the temperature had considerably raised in the room and he could not deny that he had liked to see what he had just seen. Even if he had been unable to talk, there was nine inches worth of evidence to back the facts up by looking towards the yellow reptilian's crotch.
Falcomon left Gaomon to recover from his daze and turned to the neglected Agumon, "Hey now. You seem like you're ready to play the game!" he said, "Aren't you a little horny lizard?" he chuckled, walking over to the shy Agumon, who suddenly was asking himself what he was doing there. Falcomon approached Agumon and took his cock in his feathery hands, "Wow, you're quite big! I bet you can fuck like nobody else's business... Hmm..." he looked back at Gaomon with a devious smirk, a plan already sprouting in his head.
"F-fuck...?" Agumon asked with a moan, not believing how good it felt when Falcomon grabbed his large cock, "A-are you sure you should be touching..." but Falcomon quickly silenced him and softly laughed.
"Don't worry, we're going to have fun now, Gaomon?" the bird called, Gaomon snapping and looking towards Falcomon, "C'mere horny doggy. I bet you want this," he said, side-stepping to reveal Agumon's hornyness while he continued stroking the yellow digimon. Agumon moaned, both obviously and obliviously in need. Gaomon knew what Falcomon had just told him to do, but he didn't know if he'd want to. What if Touma found out? But he already had allowed Falcomon to kiss him... A little secret, maybe? Gaomon would make sure that if anything came out, he'd be quick to exact revenge. For now, he had to quench his lust, and Falcomon unfortunately was right, he needed Agumon to put that inside of him.
"Alright, let's do this," Gaomon finally said, Falcomon dirtly grinning as he continued pumping his feathery hand over Agumon's large cock to keep him hard. Gaomon walked towards the two, Agumon being unsure of anything that was happening, but part of him wanted Falcomon to keep his hand there, touching him, he felt more and more eager the more Gaomon approached him. Just what was this lustful feeling? He couldn't explain it to himself, and he didn't want to ask, he wanted either of them to continue groping him, and whimpered as Falcomon let go.
"Hah, you were enjoying it, weren't you? Mmm, look at all of this..." The bird chuckled as he examined his wing, wet with Agumon's pre that had dripped and coated both his shaft and his feathers, "Let's lube you up!" he proposed, not giving Agumon a chance to reply as Falcomon quickly began slathering his own pre over Agumon's cock, getting it wetter and slicker, Agumon moaned, asking for more as pre gushed and dripped to the floor, but Falcomon wouldn't stroke, just teasingly rub, "Calm down, Agumon. Go to Gaomon, he'll play with you!" he laughed, stepping out of the way to reveal Gaomon who was on his knees with his back to them, his tail moved out of the way to reveal his tight anus.
Agumon wasn't precisely enlightened on what to do, but he knew to listen to Falcomon, after all, he wanted to feel more of that nice feeling from before. "What now?" he asked back at Falcomon, his cock mere inches away from Gaomon's butt.
"Put it in," Gaomon replied for Falcomon, his cheeks still flushing a bright pink as he looked back at Agumon. Damn, Falcomon was right, Agumon was huge, a lot bigger than Touma was. Argh, why had he come in the first place? He was to faithfully wait for his master, and maybe he would've then 'played' with him... His mind and pride were starting to doubt what he was about to allow Agumon to do, the yellow dinosaur was more clueless than a little kid, but still, this could mean that their 'work' relationship could drastically change to, "ARGH!" Gaomon howled as Agumon suddenly impaled himself onto Gaomon's rectum, "FUCK!" he yelped his first loud swear as he felt his anal ring being stretched beyond its standard limits by the thick nine incher, his train of thought having been crashed by the same sexual organ in his mind and all rational thought had been replaced by an inmeasurable combination of sheer pain and pleasure.
Agumon had somehow related what he had to do, maybe it was instincts, or maybe he had just thought that the only place his 'thing' would've fit in arguably pleasantly in that situation was just in-between Gaomon's buttcheeks. Regardless, the yellow dinosaur was now salivating in excess as he narrowed his eyes and gripped his claws on Gaomon's behind, his cock somehow having hilted into Gaomon's smaller body, "This feels... so good... Oh so good...!" he growled in bliss. Falcomon smirked at this.
"Good, Agumon!" the winged one encouraged, "Now pull out, and then thrust back in, it'll feel a lot better when you pick up speed!" he said with a grin. Agumon did as told, and it wasn't longer than half a minute when Agumon was rapidly humping Gaomon, whose moans reverberated in the room. Falcomon watched the scene, he still had some time to get what he wanted, "Mmm... that's right... fuck him hard, Agumon..." he smiled, rubbing his own pouch to coax his malehood out; unlike the other two, Falcomon was quite adequately equipped with six and a half inches of avian meat. Falcomon had learned a lot during his stay in the human world, he had never particularly thought of doing any of this with Ikuto, but even in the digimon world, they were able to see these 'games' where males and females would get together to 'play'. He learned more indepth in the human world, and much unlike in the digital world, many humans didn't seem to mind the fixation of people of the same gender fucking each other; it was perfect for him, Falcomon loved watching it, and he loved spying on people doing it, but the thing that turned on the most was when he watched Gaomon blow Touma off. It felt so dirty, so fucking hot. He had to try it once, and who the better than a horny and misguided Gaomon?
The dog couldn't really talk, his throat would only emit more howls and growls as Agumon ravaged his tailhole, the large dinosaur penis sliding relatively easy thanks to its earlier lube but it was considerably more difficult with its overwhelmingly larger size. As his body shook with each of Agumon's power thrusts, he could see Falcomon standing in front of him with a very condescending smirk directed at him, Gaomon blushed and growled defiantly. How had he convinced him of doing this? Yet... he was enjoying the whole experience greatly. The pain had been almost unbearably at first but it had gradually subsided, absorbed and converted into pure pleasure the more Agumon pumped. Falcomon grinned widely, "Now you're gonna suck me off. Like you do with Touma. I bet you love drinking cum, that's why you do it, don't you?" he smiled, reaching to rub one of Gaomon's cheeks gently, "Now, suck and drink like the cumslut you are, go on..."
As Falcomon held his cock out to Gaomon, Gaomon finally had broken. His cock had made a large puddle of pre on the ground already. He was turned on beyond recognition. Why did he need to feel ashamed now, at this point? He was loving each passing moment of it, and the only reason why the euphoria wasn't raising was due to his withdrawn nature. It was a part of him, what made him what he was, but right now, he knew what he wanted the most. Falcomon's smiled broadened as Gaomon reached up and used his large tongue to lick the underside of Falcomon's dick. Falcomon gladly sighed and moved even closer, his wings put on Gaomon's shoulders and then he saw the dog finally smile.
"Cute. Now get to work, I want to cum a river!" Falcomon began rubbing Gaomon's shoulders soflty, massaging him profusely to relax him as Gaomon slowly began taking the bird's cock inside his maw. The dog tongue easily wrapped around the cock as Gaomon sucked expertly at the whole shaft. Falcomon continued talking dirty to Gaomon, and it apparently seemed to turn him on more.
As this happened, Gaomon put a paw to his other one and pressed, swiftly removing his white furred paw from one of his large boxing gloves and then kept just one arm on the floor for support. The white paw lifted to Falcomon's underside and began fondling his feathery balls, that were quite large, even for the bird they were attached to. The more he fondled, the louder Falcomon would groan. With Agumon's violent thrusting, the three conglomerated their grunts and moans into a noisy symphony, Gaomon silently glad that Falcomon had locked the door prior.
As much as Gaomon's paw had to cover of Falcomon's rather large ballsack, his head retracted slightly so he would be able to firmly grip the shaft of the bird's cock, his tongue expertly licking and teasing the head. "Oh fuck. That's so good! Keep licking! Damnit! I'm gonna cum!" he announced. This was the first time Falcomon had received oral, and he was glad he had chosen this one for him to be given it. In fact, he wasn't the only one approaching at all. They were all going to reach climax and probably together. And it happened.
"FUCK!" Falcomon yelled.
"Ahhh!" Agumon shouted.
"GRRR!" Gaomon roared.
All three cocks became as stiff as rocks all of a sudden, even Gaomon's that had been twitching all along. And just in the same fashion, cum began to be shot in all three directions. Gaomon started drinking from both his holes, Agumon too blissed to realized he had stopped humping and now was stuffing Gaomon with his cream, and Falcomon was evacuating the contents of his massive balls all over Gaomon, who struggled to drink and eventually had to stop, allowing his face, head and chest to be covered in jizz. The moans and shouts dragged on for several more minutes, and even though Gaomon had finished wetting the floor and Agumon had involuntarily fallen on his back due to exhaustion, Falcomon's orgasm lasted for an inhumanely long duration. Gaomon had been bathed in Falcomon's jizz, he had tried to drink it again a second time but the powerful stream had made him unable to fully do it. After the third minute, that small hose connected to two cum hydrants finally started to just drip. Falcomon was pleased, Gaomon was all wet with his jizz. He rubbed himself as he watched Gaomon slowly stand back to his feet, his body dripping with all the excess sperm, Agumon had already been knocked out to sleep by his own exhaustion, but Falcomon didn't seem tired at all. He walked to Gaomon and took him in his feathery arms, "I loved that," he whispered.
Gaomon seemed to blush, during the whole intercourse Falcomon had appeared to be ruthless and obsessed with humiliating him, but now he was there, hugging him tightly, even after he had covered his body in his smelly cream. Gaomon felt like returning the hug, but stopped when he heard: "Now that I've marked you. You're my new cumslut pet, you know?" he laughed softly.
Gaomon kept still, but all of a sudden he smiled for a second time and said: "Yes, Master."
The End.