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Sodom and Gomorrah
Author’s Note: Set during episode 49 of Digimon Adventure 02. Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Digimon series.
Pairings: Daisuke/Takeru/Wallace/Michael rectangle. Referenced one-sided (canon) Daisuke x Hikari.
Summary:
Daisuke didn’t dodge BelialVamdemon’s Mind Illusion as everyone believed.
“Motomiya Daisuke, is it?”
“Yeah. What do you want?”
“Why weren’t you affected by my technique? Are you saying you have no dissatisfaction or worries?”
“Yeah, I don’t. I’m perfectly happy right now. I have my family, my friends, and the Digimon. I have nothing to worry about.”
He said it without any hesitancy in his voice, people would believe him. He might’ve even fooled himself.
Too bad.
The notion that Motomiya Daisuke had no worries was a misconception on BelialVamdemon’s part, and a get out of jail free card on Daisuke’s.
He was misled by BelialVamdemon’s Mind Illusion skill. Daisuke just shook off the hallucination much quicker than the rest after realizing he was being duped.
BelialVamdemon made it pretty easy for Daisuke. What the evil Digimon beamed into his skull was so disconnected from the real world and the Real World, nothing Daisuke saw could be true.
Daisuke’s “trouble” was whether he would get anywhere with Hikari. With that in mind, shouldn’t it have been Hikari who appeared? Bait to try and convince him to lay off another X-Laser?
But no. Consumed by a blinding white flare, Daisuke’s vision returned to the sight of himself wedged between the naked bodies of Takeru, Wallace, and Michael!
Although Daisuke knew right away this was all hypnotic crap, BelialVamdemon’s lies still possessed substance. It was uncomfortable for Daisuke, naturally: His friends and their Digimon were in actuality standing right behind him, dealing with their own personal demons. That included Takeru, whose double was now rubbing against his covered cock!
The fact that it was Takeru, Wallace, and Michael (and not say, Ken), Daisuke’s denied insecurities about blue-eyed blond boys must’ve been shining through.
Blue-eyed blond boys, in his experience, had a smoother time picking up girls. All those times Takeru made Hikari laugh, Daisuke envied how painlessly Takeru got it done.
“I don’t have time for this!”
The illusions resisted, predictably. Wallace and Michael restrained Daisuke’s arms, while Takeru pushed harder against Daisuke’s erection.
Fuck these frauds!
If Daisuke wanted to break out and save everybody else, it seemed he’d really have to fuck or be fucked by the three fakes of his friends.
Reminding himself it was merely BelialVamdemon playing tricks on him, Daisuke swallowed Takeru, Wallace, and Michael’s tongues one, two, three as they swabbed their dicks on his clothed thighs and dick.
Michael was packing the most, and he was the only among them to have any pubes.
Wallace didn’t have a lot of girth on him, but frotted Daisuke like a horny rabbit.
Then there was Takeru. Daisuke voluntarily raised his legs along with his shorts and underwear, letting Takeru reposition at his entrance. Daisuke tried thinking about Hikari, except losing your virginity to a guy (however imaginary) takes an understandable mental stretch, especially for a person as proud of his perceived manliness as Daisuke.
Holding Daisuke’s boots to his chest, Takeru began. He thrusted into Daisuke’s anal paradise, Daisuke gripping Wallace and Michael’s members and jerking the Americans off in either beige glove.
“Ah. Daisuke-kun…”
“Takeru…”
As their faithful enough moans reached his ears, Daisuke gulped and moved Wallace closer, wrapping his lips around the candy pink tip of Wallace’s cock. The pre already crowning was a mix of salty and sweet, something Daisuke found surprisingly enjoyable the longer Wallace camped out in his mouth.
Michael’s had a stronger taste. Daisuke’s tongue followed the underside of his upward-curving penis, capturing the clear liquid flowing from the slit up top.
He presumed gay sex would hurt more. Or maybe BelialVamdemon pressed a couple buttons in his head, reducing how much it hurt and kicking up his libido. Maybe BelialVamdemon expected Daisuke would lower his defences if he were distracted by constant pleasure.
In any case, the three blonds peaked, squirting Daisuke. Once Takeru stopped shooting, he and Wallace pulled a switcheroo, and Wallace entered Daisuke. Takeru muffled Daisuke with his staff, instantly gaining Daisuke’s attention.
Wow! Takeru’s had a strong taste as well!
Daisuke jacked and sucked Takeru and Michael while Wallace fucked him, until Takeru and Michael jizzed on his face and Wallace jizzed in his ass.
Next, Daisuke jacked and sucked Takeru and Wallace while Michael fucked him, until Takeru and Wallace jizzed on his face and Michael jizzed in his ass.
When they rotated back to their original configuration, Daisuke had been cummed on and cummed into by so many sources, the payload his fellow Chosen Children dropped on him decorated his goggles, hair, and jacket.
It was again Takeru’s turn to fuck Daisuke while Wallace and Michael got stroked and blown.
Daisuke’s fourth orgasm hit extra hard. Where the previous three orgasms came and went, the fourth orgasm for Daisuke constricted his entire body. He felt the heat pour in through his pores…though his ears…through his mouth…through his eye sockets…through his asshole and through his blood.
Literally everywhere.
His knuckles were on fire and he was firing fire rockets out of his overworked dick as Takeru filled him.
Blazing Courage, Motomiya Daisuke!
The heat…It was melting his mind. His brain dissolved down to his feet.
“Takeru…Wallace…Michael…”
Wallace and Michael beat themselves to their fourth releases.
Daisuke held his hands out.
“AH-AAUGH!”
“DAISUKE!”
He cupped their star-spangled semen between his palms, brought the semen to chin level, and drank like he was taking a drink of water straight from a river.
He thought his lips must look like BelialVamdemon’s shoulder cannons, Sodom and Gomorrah: the top and bottom of his mouth strung together with sticky fluid.
As a group, Takeru, Wallace, and Michael grew vampire fangs and bit Daisuke’s neck, the rapid penetrations causing Daisuke to cum his loudest yet.
He only blanked for a second. The illusions of his one-time gay lovers weren’t there anymore, and spots started poking through the white fog. Behind them, Daisuke recognized the weird landscape of the wishing world they were in.
Wishing himself healed and clean in order to make it so, Daisuke concentrated on V-mon’s evolutions appearing in front of him, which they did.
He’d broken out.
Off to save the others!
First, Takeru.