FSE

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formerly SoFurry search engine

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A little while back I got back into a quick bout of writing a did a few short little smutty stories for commissions. Among them was a commission for a chapter 3 of this old, old digimon smut story that I had big ideas back in another era. So here's a 3rd chapter. I have no real plans for a 4th, but anything can happen. Enjoy and lemme know what you think!

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Much of the next morning was spent cleaning up Izzy's bedroom. To make matters a little easier on the teen, his parents were out of the house for much of it, leaving the trio enough privacy to get the sheets washed, dry out the mattress, clean the carpet, and spray air freshener throughout the room. The mattress still reeked of sex, but Izzy figured he could cover it up with incense and scent spray until he could come up with an excuse to get a new one. He didn't want to put up with that smell filling his nostrils every night for too much longer than he needed to.

For better or worse, Izzy was on his own in the task of cleaning his bedroom. Veemon was practically comatose – the only sign that the little blue reptile was still alive being the occasional sniffling and snoring, even as Izzy cleaned around him. Tentomon – who had gone largely unnoticed the night before – had been sleeping for the past nearly twelve hours in an almost hybernative state on the far side of Izzy's desk. He lay, motionless save for the occasional light twitch of one of his ribbon-like antennae, on a little red and green cushion Izzy had custom made just for him. The boy's partner digimon had recently taken to heavily meditative sleep, usually only responding to his name or a touch.

Meanwhile, Davis was holed up in the privately-adjoined bathroom, trying to relieve some tension.

“A baseball...?" he muttered to himself between grunts, both hands gripping either side of the toilet he sat on. “Why would he think... it would be cool... to stuff a baseball... up... my ass!" His belly, swollen to well beyond normal capacity for a young, athletic boy his age, shuddered as he clenched all of his abdominal muscles. With that final exclamation, a loud plop filled the small restroom, followed by the contented sigh of a very relieved Davis.

Roughly an hour later, Davis emerged naked from the bathroom, clearly having just toweled off after a hot shower, still ruffling a towel through his mess of dark brown hair. “Shower's all yours!" the boy exclaimed with a look of well-deserved comfort before plopping his bare rear down into Izzy's computer chair. A moment later, he looked down in regret, “Ew..."

“Yeah, I haven't had a chance to clean that up yet," Izzy muttered deadpan at the naked boy who just sat down in his chair, which was still soaked in Veemon's cum from the night before. He made a mental note to add computer chair to the list of items that would need discreet replacing. He sighed, unable to complain in his equally naked state as he hefted the basket of now freshly-cleaned clothes onto the bed. He dug through and pulled out the pair of boxers in there that weren't his, then tossed them at Davis.

“Get dressed. You said today was a holiday right? We've got a great chance to do some research."

Davis gave an intentionally wry smile, “Sounds like I won't need any clothes then, huh?"

Izzy looked at Davis as if his brain was stuck buffering for several increasingly longer seconds before he responded. “Umm... I don't think I'll be doing any more experiments in my room after last night." Davis' smirk faded into disappointment.

“Oh... 'Cuz last night, you seemed kinda stoked that I was staying over, and," Davis began, only for Izzy to respond suddenly, “You bet! I mean, this stuff is crazy, but it's all got to add up to something huge." The older boy's characteristic determined smile warmed across his face.

“Oh, 'cuz I kinda thought you meant we were gonna have more sex."

Izzy's face flushed red in an instant, and he once more became intensely aware of Davis' nakedness as well as his own. He quickly walked to the bathroom and shut the door behind himself. A second later, the sound of squeaking tile followed by a thud could be heard from the other side of the door.

“Wha-ow! What was tha..." There was a long moment of silence followed by a much more frantic shout. “Da-Davis!! What the heck, man!?"

After a good bit more shouting, Izzy made Davis clean up the obscene mess he had made of the bathroom, while Izzy himself scrubbed off the disgraceful memory in a hot shower. No more experiments at home, he thought. He made sure virtually all evidence from the night's events were cleaned away before waking Tentomon up from his comatose state. Once Izzy told him they were going on a research expedition, the big red beetle perked right up and eagerly followed along.

It was nearly noon by the time the boys had left Izzy's apartment and were walking toward the school. Davis had gently packed Veemon wrapped in a hoodie into his backpack, while Tentomon clung to Izzy's back like some sort of overstylized backpack. Davis continued making sidelong glances at the oversized insect digimon clinging to his friend's back. “You sure no one's gonna notice that?"

Izzy chuckled and looked back at Davis. “I thought so too first time I tried it, but it turns out I'm not the craziest thing about most people's days. I'm just a student walking to school wearing a weird backpack. Also, Tentomon makes a great backpack - don't you Tentomon?"

A faintly muttered reply came from the motionless digimon. “If that was intended as a compliment, Izzy, it wasn't the most flattering one."

Izzy whispered as he led the way up the stairs toward his school. “I mean, I think you're a cool-looking backpack. I'd buy you if I saw you in a store."

Tentomon sounded even more confused, “Sometime you don't make a lot of sense to me, Izzy."

The school was mostly deserted. The only sound they heard as they crossed the courtyard was the wind and the traffic in the distance. There were no students, and most of the faculty was gone for the day, leaving only scarce security and a couple members of cleaning staff. There was no one to intercept them as they made their way inside and up to the second floor. As they walked down the vacant hallway, Davis voiced a thought.

“So, you haven't really told me what our plan was. When you said research, you didn't literally mean, like, books and paper did you?" Izzy continued walking as he replied, “Nothing wrong with books and paper, Davis. But no, we're here to use the computer lab. Ever since I became president of the computer club, no one bugs me about coming in and using it basically whenever."

Davis pressed, “But you have a computer at home – why do we have to come all the way up here to your school? What if they ask what I'm doing here?" Izzy stopped next to a door, one hand on the handle as he looked back at Davis. “If my parents come home and we're gone, we can't just port back to my bedroom. If they notice us, they'll want to know where we've been and how we snuck in, and I hate lying to them." He opened the door for Davis to enter, following behind him and flicking on the light switch as he continued. “Here we've got some privacy and can take as much time as we need."

“And if someone spots you, you could say you're brothers." Tentomon piped up as the door closed and he finally hopped off Izzy's back. The two boys looked down at the little read insect digimon. He paused before shrugging. “You kinda got the same hair."

By the look at Davis' expression, he was still processing what he was taking as some sort of backhanded criticism, but Izzy didn't give him much time before continuing to his next thought. “So, obviously, there's not a safe place anywhere around here where we can really examine this new... phenomenon closely without risking being caught. The world still just isn't ready to deal with the existence of digimon or the digital world."

He looked down at Tentomon standing beside him. “I wish it could be another way, buddy," he said almost apologetically. The little red technobeetle responded with a wave of one claw and a nonchalant, “I'm just too much for them to handle." Izzy smiled and turned to sit at a nearby computer. He took a small flash drive from his pocket and plugged it into before turning the computer on. “Go get the documenting gear," he called out to his little partner, to which the oversized ladybug replied with a hearty “Aye-aye!" before buzzing off toward a supply closet in the corner of the room.

“So the obvious solution is to go into the digiworld," Izzy said to Davis, continuing his train of thought. “We'll have all the space and privacy we need to test out some of my hypotheses. And it'll be good to see how a change of environment affects the results."

Davis walked up to stand behind Izzy, looking at the computer monitor. Most of the intense interface the senior digidestined was navigating through was way over the younger boy's head, but he did recognize a topography map that was pulled up. It was a large stretch of plains and mountains, parted by a forested river.

“I've shown you how to use this before, right?" Izzy didn't turn from his task analyzing the digiworld landscape. Davis cringed. He vaguely remembered a few weeks back the older digidestined boy pulling all of them together for some computer demonstration, but all he could really remember about it was sitting back and trying to make eachother laugh with jokes and impressions of Izzy. Davis vaguely remembered saying 'Get in the computer, Shinji,' and nearly busting a gut while Veemon stared blankly back at him.

“Umm," he tried to sound thoughtful, “I could use a refresher."

Izzy went on to explain. “I've made this software to help us keep an eye on things in the digital world. I've been keeping tabs on the areas we've reclaimed from the control spires and scanning for suspicious power surges. Thankfully things have been pretty quiet since we got Ken back, so I'll admit I haven't been checking in as often."

Davis leaned in closer, looking over Izzy's shoulder as he saw a panning, top-down view of the gridded-off landscape. “That's so cool! So you can, like... spy on anyone you want down there, huh?" Izzy shrugged, “Not really. The digiworld is made up of a lot of data, and my computer can only handle so much. Thankfully, it's all digital, so it can be condensed and encoded in a way that lets me view a lot of it at a time. But, I only have enough processing power to see things in a generally broad scope. I can pick up the big stuff, like environmental changes and intense power levels. For any real minute detail, I need someone with a digivice in there to act as a sort of transponder."

Davis seemed lost as Izzy elaborated much more than he'd really wanted, but he thought he understood that last part. “Ooh, like you can see through the digivices?" Izzy looked back at him with a pleased grin. “Exactly! So you did pay attention." Davis smiled nervously, simply nodding.

Izzy continued, “But this is fine, I can scan around for a good looking spot to set up and... huh."

“What's up?" Davis leaned in closer, the two boys faces practically mashed side by side as they both looked at the map on the screen. On the northern face near the top of one of the mountains, a small blue dot blinked slowly. “What's that?" Davis asked before Izzy pushed him out of his personal space. After typing in a few commands, a small ID window appeared in the corner of the screen, with a familiar picture in it.

“It's TK," Izzy said, with only a faint amount of curiosity in his voice. A small surge of emotions went through Davis' mind at the mention of the other digidestined. For a long time, he'd viewed the tall, smart, athletic, and aggravatingly likeable fellow digimon tamer as his rival in many ways. Perhaps, most brazenly, he had been jealous of TK for his closeness with Kairi, who he once thought he was attracted to. He still hadn't fully come to terms with all of these feelings, but he knew that he had mistaken his platonic affection for her for something romantic when it wasn't, and he had given TK plenty of hell about it over their history together. Davis worried what TK would think of him especially now that he'd come out as gay.

“Wonder what he's up to," Izzy continued, typing in a few more commands as the grid map disappeared and a small window with a loading bar appeared, proceeding slowly. While it loaded, Izzy spun around in the computer chair to face Davis. For a moment, there was an awkward silence as the boys looked at eachother, and then tried to look away from eachother without it seeming like they were intentionally looking away from eachother. Izzy finally held his hands up in a compromising gesture. “I should probably apologize for taking over," he said with the smile of someone who still wanted to keep the mood light. “I can get kinda lost in a new project when I find something new – but I didn't mean to make yours and Veemon's, um... relationship into a project."

The surprising honesty of Izzy's sentiment pulled Davis out of his thoughts and he quickly shook his head, “No way, man. You've been a big help. Honestly, I'm pretty curious about how all this works myself. And just... thanks for, I guess, having an open mind." Davis wasn't sure how to put his sentiment into words, but he did his best, and the smile Izzy gave him back told him the older boy understood.

Izzy stretched casually, leaning back in his chair a bit as he did. “Alright, so we'll just check in on TK real quick – make sure he's fine and then we'll go find a good secluded spot to set up. How's Veemon doing?"

“Lemme check." Davis shimmied his backpack around on his back, looking over one shoulder for any reaction from the little rookie reptile. After a few seconds, two thin blue arms with large clawed hands shot up and from inside the bag, Veemon yawned and stretched. “Jeez, is it morning already?" The little digimon piped up before peaking out from the bag. “Oh, this isn't your normal school, is it Davis? Are we going to the digital world?"

“Yup! Izzy wants to do more experiments!"

Veemon looked a little nervous about that at first. “Oh, umm. Does he want us to do anything weird?"

“Not really," Davis spoke as he took the backpack off and let Veemon out to stand next to him on the computer table. “Just have some more sex probably, like last night." The boy seemed pretty relaxed about it, his warm, almost flirty smile bringing a powerful warmth to the little rookie dragon's face and chest. “Well, if you're in than I am too. Sounds fun!"

Izzy looked over at the two, smiling for a moment at the sight of how cute the two partners were together. Then, finally a chime rang from the computer as the loading bar hit 100%. “Alright, finally, now let's see what TK's been-"

“Oooh, Angemon. It's so warm... C-can you go deeper?"

“Mmm, TK, you're body is so tight. I don't know how much more I can give you..."

“I... I can do it, Angemon. I want it all!"

“Then do it, TK. Take all of it!"

“Mmm, yeah... Oh, Angemon... Angemon!"

The three of them stared in stunned silence at the scene that took up the full monitor. There they saw TK, naked and sweating, and straddling the hips of Patamon's champion form, Angemon, as the large, winged digimon sat leaned back in some sort of large, cushioned chair. For several long moments, the pair simply watched as TK gyrated his hips, moving himself up and down over the angelic, humanoid digimon's lap. Then, still silent, Izzy clicked and dragged with his mouse to circle-pan around the scene, getting a view from behind TK. From there, the tool that the boy was riding was plainly visible.

The celestial digimon's loincloth was parted to one side, revealing that the pure white fabric that the angel always had covering his legs did in fact part just beneath the belt. There, protruding firmly from between the zippered opening, extended a pulsating, deep black digimon cock. Its flesh was smooth and firm, and strangely ridged. The pattern of these ridges was dotted with a matching array of small divots, through each a faint golden light pulsated in a rapid rhythm, seemingly oscillating in time with Angemon's heartbeat.. Below this, a proportional pair of huge black balls dangled, smooth and clearly heavy with pent up seed.

“F-fuck... So close..."

“Just a bit more, TK... You're almost... there!" Angemon's large humanoid hands visually dwarfed the slender boy as he grasped the young digidestined's hips and began gently pushing downward. TK groaned softly, his hands balling up into fists against Angemon's broad chest and his toe's clenching as that thick, pulsating digicock sank the last few inches into his stretched entrance. Both he and Angemon sat still, their heavy panting the only thing breaking the silence of the chamber.

The image began to move as Izzy navigated around with the mouse. “Where is this place?" The boy asked inquisitively, panning the viewpoint around the large, stone room around TK and Angemon. Along the walls were strewn posters and strings of lights, in the corner was a television set with a playstation hooked up, all interspersed with carved stone architecture and pillars. Izzy could only repeat his question, “Where even IS this place?"

“Izzy who cares, would you just-" he pushed forward and took control of the mouse, taking only a second to figure out how it worked before jerkily moving the camera back to the two males fucking in the large, cushioned stone chair.

TK's smooth back arched with a gentle curve down into his sumptuously rounded ass. Those cheeks parted wide around that thick digimon cock as it was slowly pulled outward with a bit of help from Angemon's firm grip lifting under the tamer's arms. Those inhuman ridges stretched and tugged at TK's straining ring, revealing that pulsating pattern of golden lights along either side of that angelic cock, still burning at that same rhythm. TK's soft but rapid exhales turned into cooing whimpers as inch after inch of that thick, inhuman cock was pulled from TK's rear, until it seemed like it was suddenly stuck.

“Ooh, Angemon... I-it's gotten so big. I dunno if it'll fit!"

Still, the larger male gritted his teeth and tried again to lift the small tamer off of his shaft. TK's tight rim strained and stretched outward a bit more, clearly straining around some thick intrusion within before the human's whimpers grew into a pained yelp and the digimon stopped his attempt. Instead, he leaned down and met the boy's lips in a soft, tender kiss, holding him still for a few moments before slowly lowering TK's faintly shivering hips back downward. TK moaned softly as he was once more fully impaled in his partner's lap.

The pair simply stayed like that for some time, still locked in a tender kiss before breaking off. Tk leaned his head against Angemon's firm chest, panting heavily with a faint smile on his face. After a few moments, the angel leaned down, his eyes concealed though TK could still feel his gaze. He whispered in TK's ear. “I want to continue so badly, TK..."

TK chuckled, tilting his head up to once more meet his inhuman lover's mouth briefly in a warm kiss before patting his cheek affectionately. “Just... hold that thought."

By now, Izzy had stood up from the chair, quickly finding the closet where Tentomon had been rummaging. “Tentomon, what's taking you? We're missing some good stuff!"

“What are you talking about, we haven't even left yet?"

“No time to explain!" Izzy explained, before he jumped up and helped him collect a few things. Davis and Veemon were glued to the screen. They watched, mouths agape as TK lifted himself upward in Angemon's lap and began slowly turning himself. The digimon held onto him carefully, making sure the young human didn't slip and hurt himself, but still, clearly the digimon's size and the friction and pressure inside the boy were enough to cause a look of clear discomfort across the boy's face – even as his erotic moans and now-apparent hard-on told the true story. As he finally managed to position himself facing outward, a look of sheer satisfaction melted across the teen's face.

“Now," he muttered before coaxing Angemon's hands to his hips. The larger male leaned down to nestle his lips against the back of TK's slender neck before pushing downward with a bit more force than before. TK's eyes opened wide and he cried out, his hands reaching up and back to grip onto Angemon's shoulders. In that motion, Davis could see the clear shape of a thick bulge against TK's otherwise smooth, toned abdomen. It was long, nearly the length of how Davis remembered Flamedramon – but there was a unique difference. About halfway down the length of that bulge, just at TK's naval, was a more prominent bump, like some sort of thick ring around the center of that celestial length. Davis was mesmerized as he watched that bulging shape rise and fall against the older boy's belly with each powerful thrust into him.

Veemon hummed softly, reminiscing, “That's one of my favorite things about being inside you, Davis – There's something so satisfying about being able to see myself inside you." The little rookie Digimon looked up to his partner with a grin. For his credit, the boy could only look back with an eager grin and say, “Are you kidding me? That's the best part! You have no idea how turned on I am right now..."

TK maintained a loose but careful grip along Angemon's neck and shoulders with his arms up and behind his head, gyrating his nimble body in time with the digimon's pumping hips. The look of ecstasy was evident on his face as his partner's cock continued to churn and pump within his welcoming insides. The pair continued like this, Angemon leaning down to kiss along TK's clavicle and neck and delicately caressing his partner's face while whispering and moaning praises to the smaller boy. In no time, the two bodies moved like one, the writhing of TK's hips accentuated by the pistoning phallic bulge ever present against his abdomen. For a moment, Davis even thought he saw the upper half of that bulge undulating unnaturally just under the boy's chest.

It wasn't long before their shared orgasms were obviously building. Those pumping hips became more rapid, the thrusting more shallow and determined. TK's eyes clenched shut and he grit his teeth as his whole pelvis suddenly jerked forward, his cock firing forward, then upward as he leaned back, arching his cumshots straight up and onto his chest and face, all while Angemon continued roughly pumping into him. Finally, the digimon wrapped his arms around the boy and thrust upward, holding him down against him as he huffed. “H-here it comes, TK!"

“Alright, let's go, Davis!"

Davis and Veemon were both suddenly bolted from their individual reveries; Veemon's own little, tapered pink cocktip was beginning to peak from his freshly-parting little slit, and Davis wasn't being discreet about rubbing himself through his jeans, but both nearly fell back in surprise as Izzy was suddenly standing next to them. The older boy carried a suitcase in each hand and what looked like several meters of extension cables hooped over one shoulder. Tentomon was also hovering nearby carrying another box of some sort.

“Uh, wh-what?" Davis muttered, his mind struggling to reacquaint itself with reality after the fantastic vision from which he'd been interrupted.

“We're missing everything, Davis! Come on, let's go!"

“Missing? You mean I'm missing everything!" He looked back at the monitor, but the image had begun to fuzz as Izzy took out his digivice. He held it forward toward the computer as Izzy looked back at Davis. “Come on, you're not gonna just sit on the sidelines, are you?" A second later, the digidestined of knowledge shouted out the command, “Digiport Open!" and both he and his insectoid partner were enveloped in a bright pixellated light and digitized into a fractal pattern that vectored across space and into the lab computer. A moment later they were both gone.

Davis looked at the computer monitor as the static disappeared, leaving the monitor displaying the original screen showing the geographical map of the area, now with two little circular blips on that northern mountain face.

“Noooo! Bring it back!" Davis rushed forward, clenching the monitor desperately. “I didn't get to see the rest!" Veemon patted his shoulder comfortingly. “There, there, buddy. I felt a little weird spying on them like that anyway." Still, the little blue dragon couldn't ignore his still half-hard member poking out from his warm sheath. He leaned a little closer to his partner, giving Davis an affectionate peck on the cheek. “Wanna go say hi?"

Davis looked back at his partner, and again fell back onto his thoughts from before. His expectations about TK, such as they were, were now completely shattered. There was no planning this anymore, and the intersocial situation Izzy was leading them into was unorthodox at best. There was no way to plan for this. Which meant Davis was in his element.

All the doubt faded from his face as Davis finally stood back up and smiled down at his little bluescaled partner. “Yeah, let's go Vee!" Veemon smiled and hopped down from the desk to stand beside Davis just as the digidestined pulled his own digivice out and held it aloft, echoing Izzy's command.

“Digiport open!"

Davis' own vision spiraled into an infinitely complex geometric pattern of shifting colors that stretched inward and outward. All the colors and shapes that made up the computer lab he had stood in were pulled apart and warped within seconds, glittering with brilliant light from all directions before solidifying only moments later in the form of pine trees, rocks, distant mountains, and a strong, cool wind that suddenly whipped the boys clothing against his somewhat underdressed body.

Davis knelt down to hug Veemon close to himself, keeping both of them warm. The digidestined boy hadn't expected it to be this cold. Looking up, he saw a wide path of rock, dirt, and patches of snow leading upward toward the peak of the mountain, only to be swallowed up by a large cavern opening framed by a pair of partially-destroyed stone pillars. Framing this clear view down the path was a dense array of tall pine trees, their tops swaying in the powerful wind that filtered through their seemingly ancient, thick trunks.

Standing up, Davis turned to look behind him. His eyes grew wide at the view of the northern landscape stretched out endlessly before him. The pine forest sea flooded outward for miles, only interrupted by a great blue lake, glittering in the light of the unseen setting sun. Beyond that, an expanse of bright green and gold plains, dotted with sparse civilization, blended smoothly into the brilliant white sands of the distant beach. From his vantage, Davis could only see the thinnest band of blue that was the sea beyond.

When he looked back down beside him, he saw Veemon looking out at the same view. He smiled, holding back a chuckle so he wouldn't interrupt his partner. When the little blue digimon looked back up at him with a grin, they simply gave eachother a wordless nod and turned to run up the path toward that cave entrance.

As they approached, the scale of the stone pillars flanking the now-obviously artificially-carved cave entrance was made much more apparent towering nearly thirty feet upward. They seemed like they may have even been carved from the surface of the mountain, though how long ago was uncertain. Pieces of the stone structure near the top had fallen or been chipped away. More rubble lay crumbled away at either side of the entrance, indicating that perhaps their had been much more structure here at one time.

“Hey, there you guys are!" Davis spun in surprise as he saw Izzy and Tentomon running up to him.

“I thought you were inside already!" Davis exclaimed in a half-whisper, as if he thought TK were just past the cave entrance. Izzy shrugged, “I got caught up looking at some of the architecture around here. Tentomon's making sure the camera works."

Tentomon hovered nearby, waving one large clawed appendage while wielding a somewhat large, relatively expensive-looking video camera. Izzy nodded, walking up to Davis to meet him at the entrance. “Also I got a little nervous and didn't wanna... you know... walk in on things by myself."

“Not like I know what to do here either," Davis threw his hands up in dismay. Veemon looked up at both of them and just shrugged, “We'll say hi and tell him how much we have in common."

Both digidestined looked down at the small blue dragon then back at eachother before shrugging. Made as much sense as anything else.

Davis led the way as the group walked inside, the light from outside spilling in a fair ways before the passage opened out wider. The lighting inside was dim, but spilled in from the large entry hall, as well as from somewhere further in. There was a great broad pillar just in front of the entry way into the large chamber - “Likely meant to shield the interior against the elements without shutting off the circulation of fresh air," Izzy muttered in observation, Tentomon continuing to hover around behind, still actively fulfilling his role as cameraman.

Stepping around to one side, they saw smooth stone walls, lined with strings of small lights, posters, and all manner of trappings one might find in the bedroom of a teenager. Much of the décor was made even more jarring against the more cryptic and elegant structural design; Strange geometric patterns were etched into the walls, framed by large stone reliefs of different digimon, some of which Davis recognized, and others he didn't. Stepping into the chamber proper, they saw several more pillars - roughly thirty feet apart from eachother - trisecting the space all the way back to the farthest wall, where upon a tall solid stone throne draped in colored sheets and pillows sat a familiar, blond-haired digidestined boy. He was still naked as they'd seen him on the monitor, languishing in the apparent afterglow.

The two boys stood still in that spot, staring at the boy ahead, calm eyes closed calmly, a content smile on his face as he slumped heavily into the bottom of the throne clearly meant for a being much larger than himself. Davis realized that, as much as his thoughts and desires conflicted in his head over the past few years, he'd never once really thought of TK as anything more than a romantic rival. These past few minutes had awakened a new vantage of the smart, confident, and right now very alluring TK.

Suddenly, from behind Davis and Izzy, a surprised gasp came from the flying beetle digimon. “Why is TK naked!?" Tentomon whispered – much too loudly.

TK's surprised yelp echoed through the open chamber as he nearly fell out of the large stone chair. “What the hell!?" He looked over, across the dimly lit room at his surprise guests. A look of surprise and confusion was rapidly overtaken by a quick panic as he reflexivly grabbed a pillow from behind him and placed it in his lap, covering his still half-hard unmentionables. “Wh-what are you guys doing here?"

Izzy and Davis looked back at Tentomon with a shared look of bewilderment, while the overgrown insect simply sunk his shoulders bashfully before shutting off the camera. Izzy looked at Davis, wordlessly begging for someone to take over this social encounter, and Davis simply looked back at him with a single raised eyebrow that said You Got Us Into This. With a resigned sigh, Izzy tried his best to put on a genuine smile as he turned back to TK. Though he'd known him for nearly half the younger boy's life, Izzy suddenly lost all familiarity with TK. He'd always been the younger digidestined, with a good heart but no real experience in the ways of the world. He was still only now learning to see this young digidestined no longer as a child.

“Uh, hey TK!" Izzy began with an uncertain grin. “We uh, saw your blip on the digiworld radar and I just thought we'd pop in and... make sure you were alright?" Izzy and TK simply looked at eachother in paralyzed silence before Izzy once more forced himself to speak. “Um... Wh-where's Angemon...? I mean Patamon! Where's Patamon!" Behind the older teen, Davis smacked his palm against his forehead.

TK's already red face began to flush even redder as realization began to come in waves.

“Did... did you guys see..." he began, but before he could finish his thought, a call came from somewhere above.

“TK, I heard you shouting, are you alright!?"

Carved into the ceiling above was one long, rectangular hole that seemed to extend upward at an angle all the way to the mountain surface, like a skylight that likely only let in much light at a certain hour of the day. Flying down through the roughly five-foot-wide opening of this skylight was the familiar orange-and-cream colored rookie digimon Patamon, gliding along on his winglike ears. He sailed easily down to his partner, resting softly in TK's lap and climbing up against his chest. The small, marshmallow like creature licked at the boy's face affectionately, giggling, “You look fine to me, handsome."

Not getting the affectionate response he was expecting, Patamon followed TK's gaze behind him before his large blue eyes rested on the four newcomers, and he simply froze. After a long moment of silence, the digimon let out a soft and uncertain. “Oh, hey guys."

After several minutes of awkward greeting and another failed excuse from Izzy, the two interloping digidestined sat in front of a blanket-cloaked TK and explained what had brought them their, starting with Davis' first confession to Izzy about his relationship with Veemon, summarizing the somewhat less-than-professional experiment from the night before, and fastforwarding to their desire to find a secluded area in the digital world when they wound up unintentionally spying on TK and Angemon's not-so-private moment. As Izzy and Davis traded off trying to explain their own escapades while also trying not to overwhelm TK; Veemon, Tentomon and Patamon sat off to one side, listening and explaining their own sides of the story. Tentomon mostly just listened in flushed bewilderment, frantically scouring his mind for places to compartmentalize all this new information he'd learned about his friends in the past twenty-four hours.

After a few minutes of listening, TK let out a breath that he felt like he'd been holding the whole time. “That's... a lot to take in."

Izzy gave a sidelong glance at Davis and nudged him with a wry grin, “Yeah, I thought so too, but it didn't stop Davis here."

“Dude, you think now's the time?" The younger teen groaned. However, TK failed to completely stifle a chuckle at Davis' expense. He looked down from where he still sat in the cushioned stone chair, draped loosely in a large blanket it looked like he had brought from home. With a gentle sigh, he gave Davis a soft smile and spoke.

“Davis, I owe you an apology anyway. When you came out to us the other day, I didn't say anything. I know a couple of us came back to you and gave their support, but for me and a couple of the others we didn't know what to say. Kairi confided in me that she thought it was brave of you. She wants to tell you she supports you and loves you as a friend, but she's too embarrassed that she didn't say it to you that same day. And I... I didn't say anything, to you or to her. I couldn't find the courage to form that solidarity with anyone, even with a friend in need." He stood up and walked down the trio of steps to sit at level with Davis, placing a hand on his shoulder. “I left you alone and I'm sorry," he said. “I always fantasized about being open about this kind of relationship with my friends – maybe even one day sharing..." he blushed as his eyes darted to the trio of digimon standing to one side, before looking downward, “Um, sharing this kind of thing with some of my friends. I just didn't expect that the one person who might have this in common would be you, Davis." He chuckled, “No offense."

Davis genuinely took no offense. He looked back into TK's blue eyes and nodded with an understanding smile. Then, Izzy piped up. “If you don't mind, TK, just how long have you and Patamon been, um... dating?"

TK looked back at him in perplexity for a moment before leaning back in a soft fit of giggles. His blanket was slowly forgotten, draping loosely past his shoulders and pooling in his lap in such a way as to just barely cover himself. “Heh, um," he began, “'Dating' is not how I ever really looked at it, but... Patamon is like my closest friend. We share everything. And well... a few years ago when I started getting these new urges, he was there and wanted to help me through it. After a bit of playing around, he sort of got into it too, and... well, in time we learned what we liked and we got really good at doing it to eachother."

Patamon didn't seem bashful about the subject in the slightest, smiling almost proudly now that everything was out in the open. “TK likes to be cuddled and kissed and praised and spoken to gently and kindly – it's pretty cute you guys." TK's face grew more red, but he couldn't help smiling at his partner's embarrassing praises. He chimed in, “Yeah, and Patamon likes it when I take charge and tell him what to do. Don't you, Patamon?" The small digimon glided over to the boy giggling cutely and nuzzling up against his face before sitting next to him.

TK watched Veemon walk over to sit beside Davis. “So how long have you two been a thing?" he asked of the pair.

“Like two days," Davis said before realizing how crazy that sounded. TK and Patamon stared back at them dumbly for a few moment before the boy responded uncertainly. “I'm sorry?"

Veemon spoke up, “Yeah, he was going through a lot in his head that night, and we talked and well, things got a little affectionate... and then very affectionate. And then we both kind of lost control of things." He looked up at Davis, who looked back down at him and continued. “Yeah, it started with Veemon saying something really sweet and meaningful and later that night, I just couldn't help myself. I uh, gave him a blowjob and a few minutes later Flameframon was drilling into me." Davis' reminiscing was clearly beginning to have an effect on the boy. His cheeks flushed around his warm smile as his eyes were clearly gazing into a memory. “It was so rough, so fast... Everything about it seemed so overwhelming and impossible, and I couldn't stop begging for more."

Veemon was giving the boy a look of mild shock as he got more and more explicit in his recounting of their first night together. He tried to hide his gently parting genital slit with his legs as he sat beside his partner. Patamon spoke up, “You just... went all out your first time? As Flamedramon? Wasn't that painful?"

Izzy interjected. “That's what I said!"

TK nodded and explained, “When we... when Patamon and I first started experimenting with eachother, he always stayed as Patamon. The first time we tried with Angemon, we were both a little too scared to do too much. The first time we tried anal, I was on top. Heh, he still likes to be the bottom sometimes," he grinned, nudging his partner beside him playfully. Patamon replied by nudging back, “Of course I do, you're so cute when you cum inside!"

TK ruffled the short fur between Patamon's ears and continued. “When he first... pushed into me, we were both so careful. I don't know how much of him you saw, but Angemon is pretty big. It was a couple of weeks before I tried taking it all – which surprised me when it didn't hurt near as much as I expected."

He looked back down at Patamon and then to Veemon, “Which I never did completely understand."

Izzy stood up, and walked over to Tentomon. The digimon simply stood motionless, silently processing everything he was suddenly learning as Izzy took the large videocamera from his dumbfounded partner and checked the battery, then the available film storage before handing it back to the still-dumbfounded little beetle. When he looked back to them, he gave a confident thumb's up. “That's where I come in. Davis and Veemon and I have made an arrangement," to which Davis shrugged evasively while Izzy continued, “and I've decided to start documenting their sessions together, for science and a greater understanding of our worlds! You two have broken new ground in the relationships between humans and digimon. Like, I'm serious, do you guys realize the implications of this? There's no evidence of Digimon mating. The 'eggs' we've seen before are just a part of their lifecycle, like a rebirth. Veemon claims that he didn't even have a penis until he first came to our world. And then he was able to have intercourse with Davis with no negative repercussions. The how and why are my questions," at this point he held both his hands to his head as if containing his mental frustration, “and I can't rest until I've made sense of it!"

Davis looked impassively over at the overexcited computer nerd he had previously seen as a discreet confidant before looking back at TK. “Basically, I think he wants to record you two having sex."

Izzy chimed back in without missing a beat, “Actually, I was hoping to get some footage of all four of you."

Davis looked up at him with surprise, “What, you mean like a foursome?" Izzy shrugged, “I didn't say it that way, but yeah the four of you, especially interchanging partners against the original control pairing from last night, would make for some great research material."

“Research material? You mean you're gonna catalog it for the spank bank!"

“Don't be gross, Davis. My interest with this phenomenon is purely academic."

“That's not what you were saying last night when you were moaning from my dick."

Izzy was flustered, but insistant “Th-this isn't about -"

“Guys, please," TK had stood up when the other two boys started getting in each other's faces. “I think I get the picture."

Izzy, Davis and Veemon looked up at TK in silent anticipation. The blond-haired boy, still draped only in a thin blue sheet that he was really more carrying than actually wearing at this point, and he smiled as he opened his arms in a friendly gesture. “I'm happy to help. I'm in."

Izzy's eyes lit up and he gave a winning grin, looking between the two boys Davis and TK, “Perfect! You guys get ready, I'll find the perfect spot!" The older teen grabbed the remaining boxes of equipment before taking the still-overwhelmed Tentomon's claw to lead him elsewhere in the chamber. TK called out to him, “We made a bed in the next chamber," and he pointed to a passage located to one side on the wall behind the large throne. Izzy called back as they rushed that way, “Great! Tentomon, start setting up the lights!"

When Izzy and his partner disappeared around the corner, TK raised an eyebrow back at Davis. “Sometimes I forget how carried away he can get." Davis returned a nervous smile, concurring, “Heh, yeah, he's got kindof a one-track mind about this." As he spoke, TK searched Davis' eyes for something before prodding, “Of course it's up to you two," and he looked down at Veemon as well. “I know I said I've always wanted to try this with my friends, but it only means anything if you want to also. I know how to talk Izzy down from a crazy project if you're uncomfortable."

Davis looked down at Veemon, who simply smiled back and they both seemed to share the memory of how turned on they both were from watching TK and Angemon on the computer monitor before. Davis shook his head and chuckled, “As long as Veemon doesn't mind sharing." Veemon had a look of uncertain excitement behind his eyes, but he gave an eager grin as he nodded.

Minutes later, Izzy and Tentomon had mostly finished setting things up in the smaller chamber beyond the Throne Room, as Izzy had decided to christen it. A couple of lamps were erected at either corner of the head of the large “bed" in the center of the room. It was really and more like a quartet of large mattresses arranged to make one large sleeping area that easily six or more people could share comfortably. Izzy made a point to ask TK later about where he got all of this and why, but he assumed that it was at least partially related to the fantasy he'd had. The mattresses were covered in several different colored sheets of blue, red, orange, green, pink and yellow, as well as at least a dozen different pillows. There was what looked like another skylight carved straight upward through the ceiling, but upon inspection it looked like it had crumbled somewhere up above and was sealed up. Instead, the only other lighting in the room had been more strings of lights draped along the walls and hanging from the ceiling.

Izzy finished the setup with one larger studio lamp at the foot of the large bed before plugging them into extension cords that led to a portable battery which he kept in the larger chamber to reduce the noise. He turned to Tentomon and started giving instructions, “White balance check, Tentomon."

“I don't know what that means!" Tentomon replied, looking through the camera and just aiming it about randomly.

“Aim it at a white surface and adjust the picture until everything else looks good." Tentomon commenced doing his best with the clawed hands he hand while Izzy continued fussing with the lights. Tentomon piped up, “Izzy, this is one of your weirder projects. You know that, right?"

“Of course, it's completely insane."

“Okay good, just checking."

When TK and Davis walked into the room, the two of them were already naked, and affectionately close with eachother, TK with one arm behind Davis' hips and pulling the seemingly flustered but excited boy close against him as they stepped toward the bed. Behind them followed Flamedramon and Angemon, both nearly the same height, towering at least two feet above their human partners. Angemon's long blue loincloth attempted to conceal an obvious growing erection while Flamedramon's cock was half-emerged from a softscaled slit, drooling a trace of thin precum that trailed all the way down its ridged pink length and dripped from the base of that thick blue ballsack.

As the two boys got comfortable on the bed, Davis turned to his partner and at the package between the unarmored Flamedramon's legs, before giving a start. “Flamedramon, your dick!"

The draconic digimon looked down at his member which had been much more humanoid the night before in Izzy's room, “I know! It's different!"

Izzy pointed at Tentomon, signalling to start filming before beginning to call out directions. “Why don't you inspect it, Davis? Such a surprise transformation must be scrutinized." Davis didn't have a mind for the scientific side of any of this, but he didn't need to be asked twice to get up close and personal with his partner's cock. He waved Flamedramon to come into bed with him. As Davis edged backward with an eager grin, the larger blue reptile crawled over him until they stopped at the center of the bed. The digimon's enthusiasm had built exponentially with proximity to his human lover, and without fail his large, ridged pink cock was fully hard, laid along the human's thin young torso. It was definitely much different than before, it's smooth, human-like shape and texture now replaced with a firmly-ridged pink shaft, lined with two rows of thick, blunt barbs along its underside, tipped with a finely tapered tip that drooled a constant but thin flow of salty-sweet digimon pre from its small reservoir onto Davis' smooth, tanned chest.

Davis took no time grasping at the base of that thick, meaty shaft and slowly tracing his fingers and palms upward, getting a feel for this new, exotic tool. The dense ridges that bumped outward along its sides were surprisingly firm without much give, though the thick, almost nublike barbs on the understide were slightly more squishy. As he stroked, he coated the whole length in the reptile's pre.

As Davis reacquainted himself with his partner's package, TK decided to join in on some of the fun. He crawled up in the bed behind Flamedramon and without any warning, gripped either of Flamedramon's toned buttcheeks and spread them apart before diving tonguefirst into that warm tailhole. The surprise invasion elicited a moan and a quick shot of preseed into Davis' face. Without missing a beat, the young digidestined of Courage licked up the trace bit that his tongue could reach before coaxing his partner forward a bit more until he could fit that leaking tip into his mouth. Flamedramon gasped, instinctively arching his hips forward as Davis bathed his cocktip in his warm mouth while TK dug at that warm, surprisingly soft tailhole with that hungry tongue of his.

For his part, Angemon sat down at the corner of the bed, face turned toward the trio in the center of the bed. Though that strange metal helmet still covered his eyes – which Izzy noticed and couldn't help but speculate wildly about – it was obvious from his smile that he was watching TK work. The angel digimon was used to his partner's eagerness in bed, but had never before gotten to spectate like this. Instead, he simply moved his loincloth to one side and began to idly stroke at his shaft. Spotting this, Izzy quickly signalled to Tentomon to swing the camera around to capture Angemon's member.

The tool was unlike anything the boy would have imagined the angellic creature to have. It was solid black and had an almost gnarled pattern of ridges that gave a bumpy contour all over the entire length, and creating small divots that exposed some brightly glowing surface within, giving off a faint golden light contrasting against that stark black tool. The tip, just as inky-black as the rest of the length, formed a slightly more recognizable glans, though more angular and gently pointed at the tip, which just began to form a small droplet of thick-looking white pre. The one other major oddity stood out about this strange celestial rod was the shining golden ring that seemed to squeeze snugly around the halfway point of that shaft. Though seemingly metallic and solid, it somehow pulsated in time with the rest of the shaft as the digimon gently stroked along the underside, just at the base of his member. His other hand gently massaged at one of his huge balls. Though he'd only just cum inside his partner a couple dozen minutes ago, Angemon felt pent up. He continued edging himself further as he watched TK give Flamedramon his first ever rimjob.

“Oh jeez... Oh man, I... I gotta get – ah – in-inside someone..." Flamedramon moaned, subconsciously beginning to gently puck his hips back and forth, tentatively teasing his cocktip at Davis' throat. At the mention of fucking someone, TK pulled his tongue momentarily out of the tunnel it was burrowing into Flamedramon's rectum to volunteer. “I'm game!" Flamedramon's eyes opened in mild surprise before looking down to Davis, still gently nursing at his cock. Davis simply gave him a thumbs up in response and Flamedramon grinned.

He gave one gently stroke to Davis' soft face before popping his cocktip free from the boy's selfish lips before slowly turning to face TK. “Okay TK, uh..." he hesitated for a moment before mentally telling himself to simply let himself melt into the moment. He pulled the human up onto his knees and leaned down to, tentatively, meet the young boy in a soft, tender kiss. At first he wasn't sure why he did it, but the affection and warmth in the meeting of TK's lips and his muzzle eased all of his apprehensions and with a more gutteral, passionate voice, he muttered to TK, “How do you want it?"

The feelings that spun through TK's mind surprised him, and he found himself somehow more turned on than he had been before Flamedramon's sexy voice entered his life. He gulped softly before readopting the air of confidence he usually carried. “Take me how you first took Davis." And without another word, Flamedramon easily lifted TK's smaller body with one arm, holding the boy close to his own warm, smoothscaled body and carrying him over to the head of the bed, laying his head and shoulders back against the pile of pillows before parting his legs. TK's heart began to pound harder in his chest as the larger male easily lifted and positioned his body without another command. TK was used to setting the pace for this sort of thing, and while part of him wanted to shout out to slow down, a newer, freshly-charged part of his mind wanted nothing more than to let himself be taken on a ride.

Meanwhile, Angemon propped himself up to watch before looking over to Angemon, who still sat at the corner of the bed, idly stroking himself to the scene of TK involved with the two other males. Davis smiled alluringly over to the digimon. By now all shyness and uncertainty had faded away from his mind and he licked his lips “Come on, I'm still hungry and I haven't had a taste of you yet." Only mildly taken aback, Angemon smiled at his youthful lust. “As you wish," he replied before silently rising into the air, floating almost ethereally toward Davis before alighting gently onto the mattress before Davis. Eagerly not wanting to waste a second, the boy was already positioning himself onto all fours when Angemon settled onto his knees in front of him. From here he got a full, detailed view of the celestial being's strange inhuman cock. He grasped at the base with one hand, stroking his fingers along that pattern of strangely gnarled ridges. The golden glow shone onto his tan skin and emitted its own strange warmth. His hands felt and stroked at the golden metal ring around the middle of the shaft. “Can you feel this?" he questioned. He looked up and could see the angel's lips parted in a faintly painting gasp each time he traced his fingers around the metal ring.

“Y-yes, I can Davis," he muttered, trying not to make obvious how much of an understatement that was as the sensations along this sensitive ring sent shockwaves straight to his brain.

“Heh, is this like, your halo or something?"

“What do you mean?"

“Nevermind," the boy ended that train of thought as he brought his lips up to that leaking cockhead. Though slightly thicker than Flamedramon's newly-transformed cocktip, Davis could easily fit more of the shaft into his mouth before he felt his gag reflex react to his throat being prodded at. Angemon placed a hand gently on the top of the boy's head, not pushing but simply feeling his movements and slowly moving his hips to match. Angemon was very careful not to push the human beyond his comfort, and paid keen attention to every movement, twitch and shudder than ran through the smaller male's young body to make sure that he was not hurting the boy.

For Davis, this was a whole new level of excitement. Not only did Flamedramon's cock change into something more exciting, here was a whole new shape of tool to explore.The texture and contours of this shaft were very different from the slick smoothness of Flamedramon's shaft, and the taste of Angemon's pre was like nothing else, salty and creamy, but with a hint of something fresh and sweet. He was eager to swallow more of the angel's thick pre, and he began eagerly fondling and stroking at the angel's hefty balls, each one filling a palm as he felt the hefty loads in each churning in his grasp. Angemon coaxed the boy on, tracing a large hand down Davis' face, moaning as he felt the boy begin to swallow more of his length.

“Oh, Davis..." he moaned softly, watching the boy's lips sink further and further down his thick shaft. He could feel that tight throat constricting his cockhead as he pushed further and further inward until those lips pressed up against that ring.

Angemon's moaning voice pulled TK's attention briefly and he looked over to see the pair locked in oral sex just a few feet away. Then he was suddenly pulled back into his own situation as he felt Flamedramon's hips buck roughly against him and that tapered cockhead inside of him suddenly pushed forward – slickened by Flamedramon's constantly-drooling pre – and straightened through the bend in his colon, burying itself deeper and deeper into TK's insides until the great blue reptile was fully sheathed inside the boy. Flamedramon looked down in lewd satisfaction, panting heavily, drooling tongue lolling out of his mouth at the feeling and sight of fully impaling this small human around his thick, needy cock. The sight of TK's smooth, pale chest heaving with heavy breaths just above that soft pink belly, gently bulging out around the massive presence of his pulsing cock. As he took in the sight, his eyes trailed upward, and for a brief moment his eyes were surprised to see a face other than Davis'. A flash of panic ran through his mind as he realized he had eagerly and recklessly brute-forced his way all the way into TK's trembling body as if it were his partner Davis. He opened his mouth of apologize, to ask if the young boy was alright, but the look of drunk satisfaction on TK's flushed face was all he needed to tell him to just keep going.

TK's breath hitched in his chest at the sudden and complete intrusion. He'd never felt such raw power and pressure so savagely filling him. And even as he expected the surge of pain to come from the stretching of his deepest innards, he felt nothing but intense pleasure and tingling electricity through every nerve inside his body. His legs whipped around the digimon's flexible waist and tried to pull him closer, Though Flamedramon's pelvis was pressed flush with the boy's lips, he allowed himself to be pulled closer, reaching down to embrace TK's slender body closer to his own. It felt strange, this boy's body felt very similar to his partner's sharing that same youthful, athletic build and light musculature. Beyond that, Flamedramon felt enticed by the differences – TK's lighter, somewhat softer skin, his more tranquil and submissive face, and that almost glimmering head of wheat-blond hair – and he couldn't help but caress and feel all over the boy's body like he had his first night with Davis. With a panting breath, he leaned down and muttered into TK's ear, “I want to kiss you again," to which, TK tilted his head up and mashed his lips against the digimon's.

At that, Flamedramon's hips began moving again, curling backward smoothly before hammering forward. Each time he would slowly pull that thick black cock outward, TK felt every one of those thick ridges and those soft barbs plucking, grinding and pulling at his inner walls and plucking teasingly at his tight, sensitive ring of flesh. What should have felt like sharp, stinging pain instead felt like the most satisfying stretching pressure, bulding up and pulling hotly at him. His body and mind were in agreement; He didn't want to let Flamedramon go.

Just next to them, Angemon felt himself approaching an orgasm he wasn't ready to release yet. As Davis' worked magic with his throat, gulping and squeezing around the first half of that thick inhuman shaft, the digimon suddenly found himself laying both hands on the boy's narrow shoulders and gently pushing him back, releasing his cock. As the last few inches of that inhument shaft were pulled back into Davis' mouth, the boy felt something strange, like there was more than just one thing in his mouth.

When he finally pulled back, the sight that met him was different than the original one he'd seen. The upper half of Angemon's erect shaft, extending past that golden halo ring, had split into three evenly-sized, writhing and pulsating extensions. As Davis leaned closer, it was in fact almost as if instead of one long, thick cock, Angemon had three thinner cocks all held flush together by that one golden ring.

“Aah, sorry, I should have mentioned... It gets like this when I start getting close. It's like it has a mind of its own." Davis watched in awe and fascination as the three identical phalluses writhed in sync with eachother, each one still drooling small droplets of milky white pre from the tips where they had originally met. Despite this being several times weirder than anything else the boy could have imagined, Davis was only more turned on by this strange, bizarre and enticing organ of pleasure. He took a brief moment to suckle attentively at each one of them in turn, each roughly the size of an average human's cockhead – as far as Davis assumed anyway. Then, he looked up with an impish grin at the angel's panting face, on the precipice of climax and asked, “How do ya want me?"

Angemon paused, having never really been asked that question before, then leaned down, pulling the boy into a soft kiss. It was chaste at first, then somewhat more passionate as he allowed himself to taste this other boy, so different but not unlike his own partner. As he felt Davis beginning to push more into the kiss, Angemon wrapped his large hands around the boy's slender frame and pull him backward, laying back with Davis on top of him. He guided the small human to straddle his hips, the base of his thick cock nestled between those plush cheeks as his member undulated against his back.

“Alright, I get it – wanna watch me take you myself, huh? You're on," Davis chuckled in a wry tone, as if accepting a crazy bet. Without any further instruction, Davis rose up onto his feet, standing until that long, writhing cock rose up between his legs. Angemon reached up to hold those cockheads of his together, and with a bit of willpower, coaxed them to hold still while Davis slowly lowered his tight pucker against their combined girth. He winced and began pushing downward, putting just enough pressure into his bowels to coax them to welcome this foreign intruder. The boy still didn't understand why, now matter how rough or how long Flamedramon would fuck him, his ass would always tighten up by the next day as if it had never happened.

And so he struggled to squeeze Angemon's thick combined cockhead into his seemingly virginal entrance, before with just a bit of help from Angemon's firm grip around his hips, that tight little ring of flesh was stretched obscenely wide as the rest of the shaft behind it began slowly but steadily sinking in deeper. As Davis' shaky legs slowly lowered him more and more, he felt his insides begin to contort and squirm faintly but noticeably around Angemon's trio of excited members. The strange wriggling motion, combined with the constant drooling of that thick, slick precum made the slow penetration smooth and easy, right up until Davis' ring met Angemon's.

Davis winced at the resistance, leaning forward with his hands against Angemon's broad, firm chest to steady himself as he breathed. He panted heavily, “Huh-how... am I supposed to take... this freaking- whoah, whoah hang on-" Davis' musing was cut off as, with a desperate grunt, Angemon's grip tightened around the boy's waist and he tugged downward in one sudden, powerful tug, forcing that golden halo past Davis' overstretched red ring, before burying the rest of his pulsing angelic rod in after it.

There Angemon held the boy, his own inhuman heart pounding from within his chest, shocked at the feeling of selfish dominance that so briefly overtook him, before he looked down at the seemingly dazed form of Davis motionlessly gazing down at the thick, pulsing and writhing shape swelling out against his belly. Angemon reached out as if to hold the boy and comfort him somehow, but then Davis let out a particularly lewd moan and leaned back, smiling in placid pleasure at the look and feeling of his insides so completely filled and contorted his insides, shifting his innards with every movement either of them made. “It feels so different than Flamedramon. It's all wiggly and..."

He was once more cut off as, seeing Davis unharmed and still obviously enjoying himself, Angemon fell once again to his own lusts and began to pump his hips into Davis. He held the boy's hips somewhat still as he pushed upward before pulling his hips back down. His motions were slow and deliberate – not the rapidfire poundfest that was a ride with Flamedramon, but rather a warm and passionate experience that they each relished in sharing with eachother. Their sensations coalesced into one drumming cloud of pleasure as their hips moved in time with eachother, Angemon angled his penetrations to put the most pressure against Davis' prostate, and Davis squeezed his abdominal muscles around that thick ring each time the digimon was fully inside him.

It wasn't long before Angemon felt his own rock-solid restraint begin to crumble. “I... I can't hold it much longer." No sooner had those words left his mouth than he heard the familiar tone of his partner's voice mutter from across the sea of mattresses, “Lay me... next to him."

A moment later, Flamedramon had lifted the boy, turned a quick one-eighty in the bed, and flopped him back down onto his back, still half-filled with digicock before going back to railing him like a savage beast in heat.

Angemon's face was turned flushed, taking in the sight of his partner lying next to him, face and chest flush red, and dotted with what must have been traces of his own orgasm, though the boy was still hard as a rock and leaking in preparation for another. “TK..." was all Angemon could breath to his partner as he continued gently fucking the other teen on his lap. TK looked back at him with a warm, contented smile and said something he only then realized he'd never said before, “I love you, Angemon," before reaching over and pulling the larger male's face against his and meeting him in a deep, aggressively passionate kiss.

In that shared moment, Angemon and TK both erupted in a powerful orgasm. As TK added more white streaks and specks to the pallet of his chest and face, Angemon's members erupted simultaneously inside of Davis, at first spurting and coating his intestines with the thick seed, but soon gushing it forward like a torrent. Izzy held one hand tenderly to his belly as he felt his guts expanding and stretching around the building flood of digiseed, a sensation both familiar and yet strangely new. He moaned at the feeling of the thick, goopy substance filling him up. The every-building pressure was too much for the boy to ignore any longer, and as he watched and felt his own belly swell around the deluge of angelic cum, his own boyish prick twitched and spurted in a hands-free orgasm, arcing thick ropes of youthful seed onto the sheets as well as Angemon's and TK's faces.

Flamedramon couldn't decide where to look as he saw Angemon lying next to him enjoying what looked like one of his greatest orgasms ever, moaning into TK's mouth as he came deliberately inside of Davis. As Flamedramon looked over to his own partner, moaning and panting around this other digimon's cock, something about this unfamiliar scene set off the final switch in his head and, with one final, dominant thrust, the draconic digimon of flame plunged his rod deep into the boy beneath him and he let out a loud, almost roaring moan that echoed through the chamber. When he released himself inside TK, the boy's eyes opened wide in shock. He pulled away from his kiss with Angemon and gripped the sheets tightly. “Aaah... I-it's hot!" TK moaned, feeling the warm, liquidy flood steaming hot seed gushed into his young, slender frame. Flamedramon didn't let up, only shallowly bouncing his hips without pulling out an inch, determined to drain every ounce of his seed as deep into this little human as would fit. TK's panting breaths grew more rapid as the swelling warmth filled his body, surging through his innards more rapidly than anything he could imagine, filling him deeper than he'd ever felt before. Soon, he felt an unfamiliar sensation that he could only guess was his stomache gurgling and filling with the still-surging liquid. “It's so much, it's- glurp!" He gagged, then struggled to swallow back a load of cum that had surged up his throat.

The sight of his human partner being more filled than he'd ever been before, and struggling to contain this other digimon's load pushed Angemon to action as he once more pulled the boy into a kiss, urging him to relax. Seconds later, mouthfuls of cum gushed forth from TK's throat, shared between the two of them as Angemon reveled in the taste of Flamedramon's uniquely salty and potent seed filtered through his human partner.

Several minutes later, the four males laid motionless on the bed, Flamedramon lying off to one side, his cock still half-buried inside the blond human laying on his back next to him. Beside him lay Angemon, still tenderly kissing at the human's cheeks while Davis lay leisurely against his firm, broad chest, still fully impaled on that massive angel shaft. The young digidestined of courage looked across the forms of the other two at his own digimon partner resting across the bed. The pair of them shared a smile of longing and satisfaction before Davis began looking around for Izzy.

“So, did we learn anything," he intoned between breaths. Beside one of the lamps, he saw Tentomon hovering, still recording with the camera. Upon the eye contact, the insect flinched, nearly dropping the camera. “Oh, uh..." he fumbled, “Izzy's um," he trailed off, finally pointing instead of saying anything.

Davis followed the the direction of the digimon's claw to the opposite corner where Izzy was leaning with his back against the wall, shorts down around his ankles, behind a speckled trail of white spunk. The young computer whiz stood there panting, cock still twitching in one hand as he looked through half-lidded eyes at the scene before him.

“That was... prodigious..."