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"Oh my god!"

The gaomon laid his head back against the back of the booth, his hands resting on Flamey's head as the digimon's mouth bobbed up and down on his dick. The dragon was happily sucking away at his cock, running his fingers along the dog digimon's furry thighs. After seeing him dance, the fluffy male had hired him for some private fun. The canine digimon was currently bottomless, his legs hooked over Flamedramon's shoulders as the other digimon gulped down his pre, smiling around his mouthful as he watched the other male's reaction.

It was nice having a client that was a bit more laid back. The last couple of days had been pretty demanding for Flamedramon. There must have been something in the air that was making people get more than a little high strung, because the club had been swamped from open til close. While that would normally be a good thing, more than a few clients had caused some trouble. Even Raidramon was worn out and worn down, a clear sign of how rough things were at the moment, since he usually seemed to have a lust that was without limit. So it was a nice change of pace to have the polite gaomon ask for a private dance and a nice blowjob, without demanding anything more from Flamey. They could both just enjoy the feeling of the dog digimon's cock in his mouth as the dragon hollowed out his cheeks, showing his present partner just how much he appreciated the change of pace.

Gaomon's breath was starting to pick up, his hips pushing up as much as their position allowed against the wonderful, wet suction of Flamey's mouth. His moaning grew louder with the buildup to his climax, toes curling when Flamedramon's tongue hit an especially sensitive spot at the base of his penis. Flamey pulled back a little bit, running his tongue teasingly along the rim of his glans, pushing forward down to the root and gulpling hard, pulling Gaomon's dick into his throat.

That was the last push he needed. Gaomon cried out, half moan and half howl as he came, feeding the kneeling dragon a respectable load. The dog digimon's cum tasted rather nice, and Flamey was happy to stay in place as Gaomon held his head down, nursing on the throbbing length as Gaomon pushed up into his mouth, draining his balls down the other digimon's throat. When he finished and released Flamey's head, the dragon slowly pulled back, using his lips to make sure he had milked every last drop out of the other digimon's dick.

"Feel better now?" ask Flamey, kissing gently at the dog's thighs.

"Fuck yes," panted Gaomon, looking down at him gratefully. "I can't believe how good you are at that. Or how much you looked like you enjoyed it."

Flamedramon smiled. "I always enjoy having a customer as sweet as you," he said, giving the gaomon's balls a gentle kiss.

And it was true. Flamedramon certainly knew that you needed to tell clients what they wanted to hear- most of the time - but he didn't bullshit when it came to the customers he liked. The gaomon had been a perfect gentleman, happy to enjoy the dragon's attentions without acting like an ass, perfectly willing to let Flamedramon take the lead once his pants were off.

"You will come back to see me, won't you?" asked Flamey, looking up at the dog with warm, needy eyes.

"You better believe it," said Gaomon, reaching down to cup Flamey's rump, his other hand teasing the dragon's dick. "And maybe next time we can give these a try?"

Flamedramon grinned. "Sure thing, cutie."

After helping the gaomon get his pants back on, Flamey bid him farewell as he left, as spring in the blue dog's step. The dragon smiled to himself; nothing like getting some head to improve your mood, or giving it for that matter. Flamedramon was feeling better himself as he adjusted his thong, the front of which was so badly tented by his erection it left him completely exposed. Even though his tip was covered the material was pulled so tight nothing was hidden. His day was really looking up.

At least until he stepped back out onto the main floor.

"What the fuck is your problem!?"

A shadoweregarurumon was growling angrily, glaring daggers at Raidramon. The thunder digimon was standing between the wolfman and a veemon that looked very shaken, the smaller male near tears. Unlike Raidramon, Veemon was fully dressed, his uniform making it clear he wasn't one of the workers available for sex.

"He told you no!" snapped Raidramon. "He's a busboy for the bar, not a dancer. And even if he was, no means no!"

"Bullshit!" growled Shadowweregarurumon, slurring slightly. He was obviously drunk. "All of you fuckers that work here just do it cause you want to get fucked. Why should he say no to a paying customer?"

"It's called the right to refuse service," said Raidramon. "And unless you want security to throw your ass out the door, I suggest you calm the fuck down and walk away. We don't need any trouble."

"Fuck you!" snarled the wolf digimon, pulling back his fist. "I'm not leaving til I get what I paid fo-uunff!"

Shadowweregarurumon started to throw a punch, but one of the Yasyamon working security was faster, delivering a swift kick to the gut that sent the wolfmon staggering back.

"Call the police," he said to the gargoylemon behind the bar, squaring up to Shadowweregarurumon as he angrily got to his feet and charged.

Raidramon wisely got out of the way, pulling the busboy along with him. Flamey pointed the boy to the door to the staff only area, standing beside Raidramon to hide him from view as the Veemon made his escape. Thankfully it didn't take long for the cops to show up, but in that time Shadowweregarurumon made quite a mess, throwing or breaking everything he could get his hands on, sending customers and staff alike scattering for cover.

Thankfully the nearest police station wasn't too far away, and the response was quick. When the officers showed up, it took them no time to subdue Shadowweregarurumon. Hardly surprising, given that the Magnamon and Leomon were jacked - visible even through their uniforms - and quickly had him cuffed. As the leomon dragged the still raging wolfmon outside, the magnamon stayed behind to get statements from the bartender and the veemon busboy, as well as Raidramon. It was only when Flamey was called to provide a statement that he realized who the responding officer was. And even more unfortunately, though his erection was gone, he was still dressed in only his extremely skimpy thong when he walked into the side room where the officer was getting statements, his eyes going wide and his heart skipping several beats when he saw who was waiting for him.

"D-Dad!?" exclaimed Flamedramon, too shocked to even cover himself. "Wh-What are you doing here!?"

Magnamon, though also surprised, recovered quicker than his son did.

"My job," he said simply. "Same as you, apparently."

"I, uh... um..."

"Save it," said Magnamon. "We'll talk about this-" he gestured at Flamey's attire "- later. Now, tell me what happened."

Taking a seat across from his father - and grateful that the table hid his lower half - he told him what he had seen and heard. It only took a few minutes, but to Flamey it felt like hours. He wasn't embarrassed by what he did for a living, but this wasn't how he'd planned on his father finding out. Granted, he had hoped he would never find out, but that probably wasn't realistic. But fuck, why did it have to be when he was damn near naked!?

"I think that's everything I need," said Magnamon, closing his notepad and putting it away. He looked back at Flamedramon. "Your mother is out of town for the next few days. Come over tonight when you get off-"

The older digimon coughed, and Flamedramon wanted to sink through the floor in embarrassment. His old man clearly hadn't meant to imply anything by that, but it was there all the same.

"After your shift," Magnamon corrected. "We need to talk about your choice of career."

Flamedramon didn't know how to respond. Between his father finding out he was a sex worker for horny guys and the looming encounter that was coming, he couldn't find any words. Magnamon got to his feet and headed for the door, patting his son on the shoulder as he passed.

"Eight o'clock. Don't be late."

Soon after he'd left, Raidramon came hurrying into the room, his eyes wide.

"Was... was that your fucking dad!?"

Flamedramon nodded silently.

"Wait... are you telling me that he just now found out that you..." he gestured towards the club. "And he... and you..."

Flamey turned to face Raidramon, their eyes meeting at the dawning realization of just how badly that night might play out.

"Oh... Fuck."

*************

Flamedramon's stomach was in knots as the lift slowed to a stop. He stepped out into the corridor, heading towards his family apartment. He was dressed in track pants and a hoodie he'd slipped on over his, uh, uniform. He'd always liked the way the material of the pants felt over his ass when he wore the thong, but right now all he could think about was all the ways his day was about to get worse.

Reaching the door to the apartment, he unlocked it and stepped inside, latching the door behind him. It was the same home he'd grown up in, but at the moment it was more intimidating than comforting. He wasn't sure what to expect from his father, but there was no point in delaying now that the cat was out of the bag. Better to just go ahead and get this over with. Then he could go home and drown his sorrows with Raidramon.

Walking into the living room, he saw his father sitting in his favorite chair. The magnamon was wearing a t-shirt and shorts that both bore the police department logo, and a beer was resting on the table beside him.

"Hey, Dad," said Flamey.

"Welcome home," said Magnamon. He took a sip from his beer and nodded towards the couch. "Take a seat."

Flamedramon did as he was told, fidgeting with the tip of his tail as he sat down on the sofa. He felt like a little kid again, getting busted doing something he wasn't supposed to. Although Magnamon didn't look particularly upset, Flamey knew better than to think he'd be getting off the hook that easily. His father had one hell of a poker face.

"So, how long have you been working at the club?" asked Magnamon.

"For... for a couple of years now," said Flamedramon. "My roommate and I both work there."

"Raidramon a dancer, too?"

Flamey nodded. "Yeah."

"You two fucking?"

Flamedramon's face went bright red, but his father cut him off before he could respond.

"Forget it," said Magnamon. "Reflex." He took another sip of beer. "Well, guess that means you like males then."

"Y-Yeah..."

"Kid, relax," said Magnamon. "Why would you think I'd be bothered by that? When did I ever treat people differently for things like that?"

He had a point. Flamedramon had never seen his father react badly to people not being straight. Still, knowing your son liked cock wasn't the same as catching him working at a sex club.

"Hang on... are you the flamedramon the boys at the precinct have been talking about? I've been hearing rumors about a performer there that apparently puts most of the rest to shame. And apparently he and a certain raidramon make for quite the double act-"

"Oh god!" Flamedramon whined, covering his face. "That garurumon from SWAT... Fuck me! I didn't even think..." He looked at his father, mortified. "He works with you!?"

Seeing the look on his son's face, Magnamon couldn't help but bust out laughing as he nodded, seeing the horrified look on the younger male's face.

"Imagine my surprise to find out the 'flamedramon with the world's greatest ass' is my son."

Magnamon laughed even harder as Flamedramon sank down on the couch, clearly wishing it would open up and swallow him to get this to stop.

"So I thought I'd have to try it out for myself."

Flamedramon froze, slowly looking up at his father.

"What?"

"Take off your clothes," said Magnamon, getting to his feet. "Let's see if you new hires can measure up to the rest of us."

"The... The rest of us?"

"Your old man helped start that place," said Magnamon, pulling off his shirt. "I was the best dancer we had. And based on what I saw you wearing this afternoon, I'd say we have more in common than just being father and son."

Flamedramon tried to respond, but he lost the capacity for words as soon as his father dropped his shorts and revealed the very tight, very small, very skimpy thong he was wearing.

"They are comfortable, aren't they?" said Magnamon, taking a seat again. "I don't wear them under my uniform - usually - but tonight I just couldn't resist. Now why don't you get out of those clothes and show me how you've grown."

Flamedramon's mind was sputtering like a car stuck in the snow, trying to figure out what in the fuck was going on. But despite everything, there was no denying that his dad was fucking hot. His build was muscular without being too bulky for his build. He'd always known his old man was built, but he was seeing Magnamon in a whole new light. And when a sexy guy like that wants to see you naked, there was only one thing to do.

Besides, he'd already fucked his little brother. Why not add his dad to the mix?

Flamedramon got to his feet, pulling off his hoodie and tossing it aside. It was soon joined by his pants as they slid smoothly down his legs. He stood there for a moment, his thong once more starting to tent before he peeled it off and kicked it away. Magnamon eyed him hungrily as he stood there before the man pulled off his own thong, leaving both blue dragons naked and erect.

"Well, what are you waiting for?" asked Magnamon, spreading his legs. "Let's see if you really know how to suck."

That was an offer Flamey couldn't refuse. Not with seven and a half inches of stiff magnamon manhood just begging for his attention. Getting down on his knees, he moved between his father's legs, eagerly taking hold of the warm blue cock. He couldn't believe he was touching his dad's dick, but by this point lust and need have overpowered any hesitation, and he took his father's penis into his mouth, stroking and squeezing over the base while he bobbed his head in Magnamon's lap.

"Fuck, you're better at that than I thought you'd be," said Magnamon, resting a hand on his son's head.

Flamedramon smiled around the cock in his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks for more suction, making sure to give the best blowjob of his life. Magnamon's moans filled the room, drowning out the wet slurping of the male between his legs. It had been too long since he'd had another guy to fool around with, and he was enjoying it even more than he'd expected. He pushed down on Flamedramon's head, eager to get every last inch into his boy's mouth, until he could feel Flamedramon's throat milking his dick.

It didn't take much longer before Magnamon's balls pulled up, a loud moan echoing through the room when he came. The size of his load was impressive, enough to make Flamey have to scramble to keep up with it, but even with his experience he couldn't stop some from leaking out and running down his chin. Not the Magnamon seemed to mind. He looked perfectly happy staring down at Flamedramon, watching the younger digimon's cheeks bulging as he gulped down his load and kept on sucking, milking his old man for everything he had. When Flamedramon finally pulled back, he went to wipe his face clean, but Magnamon stopped him.

"Leave it. You look good like that," he said, grinning mischievously. He patted his lap. "Now get up here and let me try that ass of yours. See if it's as good as the boys say."

Flamedramon smiled. Fuck, yes! At this point any hesitation was gone. Magnamon was a prime specimen of manhood, and by now Flamedramon's body was screaming at him to get in the older male's lap and ride his dick for all he was worth.

Flamey scrambled up into the chair, straddling his father's thighs and raising his tail, reaching back to grab his dad's dick and get it into position. The thought of stopping long enough to find some lube never even crossed his mind; the spit and cum would be enough for his trained tailhole, and even if it wasn't the thought of waiting was unacceptable. He needed that dick in him now.

Flamedramon sank down, moaning right along with Magnamon as his ass swallowed inch after inch of that stiff blue dick. Flamey's moans turned to a squeal of surprise when his father's hands grabbed his hips and slammed him down the last two inches, ramming the younger dragon's prostate and sending a shot of pre over the older male's stomach. Magnamon shifted Flamedramon around in his lap, growling at the tight grip his son's ass had on his cock.

"Damn! That really is one fine ass," said Magnamon, giving his son's rear a playful slap. "Start riding, kiddo. Let's see who cums first."

Flamedramon's knees were already shaking as he started bouncing in his dad's lap, tightening down on the man's dick every time he dropped down, gasping when the cock inside him hit his prostate. Just like with Veemon, the taboo nature of the tryst was such a fucking turn on. Honestly, if he had known he could get a fucking like this from his father, he would have tried to get in his pants long before now. Flamedramon's head fell back, the young male moaning loudly as he moved up and down his dad's dick.

And completely covered up the sound of the front door opening and closing.

"Hey, Dad! I'm home."

Flamedramon froze, his head whipping around just in time to see Veemon walk into the room, his younger brother stumbling to a stop when he saw what was going on. The two brothers stared at each other, a tent clearly growing in the younger boy's pants as he took in the sight of his big brother getting fucked by their father. Something Magnamon couldn't fail to notice as well.

"Looks like the gang's all here," he said. "Now we can really have some fun."

His boys turned to look at him.

"What?" they said together.

"Get up, bud," Magnamon said, patting Flamey's ass. He moved to obey, reluctantly climbing off his father's lap. "Veemon, go to your room and grab the lube you need to do a better job of hiding."

The younger dragon blushed.

"And when you come back out here, you better be as naked as your brother."

"What!? Why do I have to get naked!?" exclaimed Veemon.

Magnamon laughed. "Because I don't feel like having your cum-covered clothes in my laundry when your brother gets done fucking you."

Veemon sputtered and tried to argue, but Magnamon held up a hand.

"I know you two have done this before. Kid, you've really got to learn to be a bit more careful. When you and Growlmon finally stopped fucking the other day - yes, I heard you, the neighbors probably did too - I heard you both talking about it. So don't try to pretend like you didn't like it. Now get that ass out of those clothes, and let's all spend some quality time together."

Veemon didn't know how to argue with that, his blue face turning an impressive shade of red as he shuffled off to his bedroom. It wasn't more than a minute later that he returned, his erection bouncing with each step, a bottle of lube in his hand.

Under Magnamon's direction, Veemon squeezed some lube into his hands and started stroking both the older male's dicks, getting them good and slick until they shined under the lights. Taking some lube himself, Magnamon reached around and slipped two fingers under Veemon's tail, making his boy squeal at the cold lube and the surprise of his dad's fingers getting shoved up his ass. When he was satisfied they were all ready - the dripping blue cocks making a mess of his floor - Magnamon pulled his fingers free, and got his boys into position.

"Veemon, bend over the arm of the couch and let's see that ass."

Whining in arousal and embarrassment, Veemon did as he was told, bracing himself against the side of the couch, thrusting his ass back and lifting his tail.

"Flamedramon, you get behind him and line yourself up."

Now it was Flamey's turn to blush as he took hold of his little brother's hips, angling his dick up under the boy's tail to press at his pucker. A hand on his back pushed him to bend over Veemon as he felt his own tail pulled up, Magnamon's slick, stiff dick once again pressed against his entrance.

"Now let's have some fun."

Magnamon thrust forward, burying himself under Flamedramon's tail. At the same time, he reached around and grabbed Veemon's hips over his elder son's hands, pulling the young dragon back to meet his brother as the force of Magnamon's thrust pushed Flamedramon into his little brother. All three male's moaned as the boys were filled, one after the other. Veemon was dripping onto the floor, his knees shaking while Magnamon's pre made Flamedramon's ass just as slick as the older boy's was doing to Veemon.

Pulling back, Magnamon started humping his son's butt happily, grinning at the way his boys moaned as Flamedramon slid back and forth, his ass swallowing his father's cock only to be forced balls deep in his little brother time after time, the younger males trembling from the forbidden pleasure of this family threesome.

"After this, you two are trading places," growled Magnamon, eagerly fuccking his older boy. "Then, Veemon, your brother and I are going to teach you how to really suck a cock." He thought for a moment. "And if you're both good, we'll invite Growlmon and Raidramon over for some fun as well. Doesn't that sound like a good idea?"

It was too much for either Veemon or Flamedramon to process. Any resistance they might have had was being very thoroughly fucked out of them. All they could do was moan and beg for more, their night devolving into round after round of stiff dicks and hot cum as they fucked and sucked each other senseless, dreaming of the pleasure they'd be able to get from each now that the door had been opened. But that was something to worry about later.

For now, they had each other, and wouldn't want it any other way.