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And we are continuing on with the gay version of super powered Gomamon! I am going to be switching around genitalia, sexual quirks, fetishes and so on. So if a character has different attributes from one of my stories to the other.

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Chapter 2 Aries: What's on Your Mind?

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"Yeah, his name was Shi Oo or something." Gomamon winced a little as the alcohol swab ran over his scraped forehead. His partner had hauled him next to the kitchen sink to treat him. "He said he was a demon lord..."

"A demon, really?" Joe asked as he continued to clean up the seal's cuts. the teenager was still only making plans for medical schools, but he was taking first aid classes, which regularly came in handy, especially when one spends half their time battling interdimensional beings. "You sure it wasn't just some Digimon with delusions of grandeur?"

"I wondered too." The seal squirmed a bit from the sting of alcohol before Joe went to scrape some burnt fur from around another cut. "Plus he wasn't really all that powerful, to be honest... maybe a strong champion level? But there was something about him, I dunno, otherworldly?"

"Erm... You Digimon are from another world." Joe pointed out, keeping on task. It wasn't so bad, really: Gomamon only had a few bumps and scrapes, and Biyomon's wing was a little worse off... Sora had taken her to a vet to get it looked at. Most Digimon had more in common with animals than humans, and doctors were often clueless how to fix wings, or what medication to use on a cold-blooded species, much less a robotic one. Digimon needing medical care often turned towards veterinarians, mechanics--or farmers and botanists in the case of Palmon, who once had gotten a nasty aphid problem.

"You know what I mean... It seemed like... some kind of magic? I mean, real magic." The seal tried to clarify when Joe stared blankly. "I know what you are going to say... Digimon can change shape or fly and even turn living being into key chains, but we're programmed this way. This guy didn't call any kind of energy a Digimon could have used. He reminded me more of a Kami or a Youkai that you humans have!"

"Well Gomamon." Joe screwed the cap back on the rubbing alcohol bottle. "Even if, um, demons and witches were real. I am sure whatever spells they have are nothing compared to you guys."

Gomamon gave a bit of a nod. "Yeah... I was just afraid that those talisman thingies he was making might be dangerous... seemed like a big deal to him."

"Well. You two did the best you could." The teen pushed his spectacles back up. "We've got a bunch of the guys and Digimon looking around the area just in case, so don't worry about it." Joe picked up his partner and lifted him to his head. Gomamon had always liked riding like this... not only did it save him from doing that awkward belly landcrawl, but he really liked the extra height. You missed so much when your head was only a foot off the ground. Not that the view down there did not have advantages, like that one day Matt had put on a kilt fpor Halloween...

"You should rest anyway." Joe's comment snapped him back.

"Yeah." Gomamon wrapped his flippers around the human's neck, holding on tight but careful not to choke him. When the claw tips of his left flippers landed on the right, one briefly made a small v-shaped symbol there glow before it faded away unnoticed. "Just promise you'll tell me if you find the guy." He smiled as he let Joe carry him to his bed. A dog's bed from the pet store, in his case. Others would have thought it demeaning, but for Gomamon it was mostly practical: he had to sleep at the foot of the bed, and his partner had a fitful sleep, so he usually ended on the floor, and climbing up was never easy. Plus the cute little bed was in fact extremely comfortable.

"Of course. I know you want some payback." Joe took his buddy of his back and laid him in bed with a smile. No frickin' way. You Apparently got hit with a lightning bolt, and you want to go fight this guy again? You are not moving from here!

"Hey!" Gomamon raised his head out of the bed. "It was just a teeny tiny little bolt of lightning! 'sides, my backpack was full of..." He barely corrected himself. "Snacks, and took most of the shock! Don't you go leaving me out of the loop!"

Joe stayed silent for a moment, looking a bit shocked, he usually got away more easily to his partner. "Ok ok... fine. If we do find your so-called demon, I promise to tell you. On my heart." The human crossed it over with an X. Geeze, you're hardly ever this observant... I mean, you thought I wouldn't realize you're gay, but you've been sneaking yaoi doujinshis in for years. You use my credit card, obviously it's going to show up on my bill!

The seal's jaw dropped a bit. "You know I'm gay?" He'd always thought he had hidden it well. It shocked him to think that not only Joe had known all along, but that he would say it so blatantly. He was not the only shocked one.

"Huh?" Joe was speechless for a second: that had come completely out of the blue. "Well... yeah. I've known for a good while." He took a second to choose his words carefully. He had been expecting this awkward moment for the longest time. "I just wanted you to tell me when you were ready."

The seal looked a bit ashamed. "I... just didn't want you to treat me any different."

Joe didn't have to think about his next word. "Gomamon, you're about as different from me as can be, and still you're my best friend. Why would it ever matter if you're gay, hetero, bi, or hot about rocks?" He bent down and ruffled Gomamon's red hair. You're my best and truest friend.

The seal smiled a bit... it was a giant weight off his shoulders. He had been dreading this moment for a while. It didn't matter much what anyone else thought, or how they treated, but how Joe thought of him he cared about.

For e moment he felt weird, though. Normally he could hardly see people talk, especially Joe who was tall for a Japanese, but he could swear his partner's lips had not moved for about half of this conversation. Maybe he's right and I do need to rest... His thought were briefly interrupted when Joe talked again.

"Listen, I've got to go to class. You'll be alright?" Joe removed his ink-stained hand from the mohawk and stood up straight, dwarfing the Digimon again. You should be just fine. I'd never leave you by yourself otherwise.

"Don't worry I'm fine." Gomamon replied. "I'm just gonna sleep for a bit more. It's been a pretty rough day."

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Gomamon slept better than he had expected after that awkward moment. Even while he was asleep the thought that he should consider telling everyone else was in the back of his mind. Currently Biyomon was the only who knew. Maybe he'd start with the girls... Would probably get more awkward with the guys.

"Knock knock?"

"Mmmmm?" Gomamon lifted his head, blinking a few times to disperse the sleep from them.

A brown feathered avian Digimon wearing a headband with a solitary red and yellow feather sticking out of the back on his skull hovered the window. "Good day, Gomamon!" The bird spoke with a British twinge.

"Hawkmon!" Gomamon looked up at one of his Digimon pals now roosted on the thin ledge. It was a fifteen-story drop, but when you could fly that hardly mattered. The seal jumped up to Joe's bed, then hopped over on the wobbly bedstand next to it so he could undo the latch and let his guest in. "What brings you here?"

The window swung outwards slightly, Hawkmon taking flight for a moment so he could swoop inside. "Yolei's busy at the convenience store right now, and most everyone else is giving the Digital World a thorough search for that Hsi Wu character you told us about." The bird fluttered in before landing on the floor. "I figured I'd check on Biyomon and you."

"Did you see her?" The aquatic Digimon asked, hopping off the furniture to join Hawkmon on the floor. He was concerned about her.

"I did. She will be fine." Hawkmon replied. "She has sprained her wing slightly, and the doctor forbid flight for a while. I do not know how well she will be listening. How about you?"

"I'm fine but I think I've hit my head harder than I thought." The seal smirked, rubbing his head once with his flipper.

"You have dizzy spells? Headaches?"

"Nah, not, err, exactly..." Gomamon had to pause as he thought of how to describe it. "I mean, Joe was cleaning me up, and then I jumped on his back, like usual." He did the same on the feathery Digimon, wrapping his flippers around Hawkmon's neck exactly as he had earlier. And just as it had earlier, his middle claw touched that exact same spot with the V-like symbol glowing for a moment. "And then... I could swear Joe started to talk... um..." He suddenly realized how crazy it sounded, and jumped off Hawkmon's back. "Well, without moving his lips."

Hawkmon had a funny look on his face. Whoah... Calm down! If he does that again I might end up with a stiffy. "Oh... maybe you are just tired." He finally said.

Gomamon saw that last part being said clear as day. He also knew for sure that even if he had heard him say something about a stiffy, Hawkmon clearly had not said it. To say he was caught off-guard would be like calling the Dark Masters' hold on the Digital World a minor incident.

"Uh... huh? How about you... are you ok?" This was getting really weird really fast.

"Why yes, thank you. Why would I not be?" The bird smiled. It was an unexpected question: he was not the one who had gotten in a fight with some so-called wind demon. Besides that I shall probably need to rub one out when I get home, that is.

The seal blinked again, several times. He had been looking even harder at Hawkmon this time, and there had been no movement whatsoever, not even to indicate some sort of ventriloquist trick. Plus why would Hawkmon ever pretend to be gay? Could he know about Gomamon's little secret? Had Biyomon told him? No... it had to be something simpler. Yeah... like me being able to read his mind! The seal snickered for himself at that idea, then returned to the conversation.

"Nothing... I must have taken a bit more of a blow to the head than I thought..." He laughed it off. "I could swear I'm hearing you say your thought out loud!"

Hawkmon let out a a chuckle of his own. Oh that would be scary! I reckon all I can think of right now is your seal prick up my bum! I can't bear thinking what a ladies' 'mon like you would say. You and Biyomon have been fucking for God knows how long... "So?" Hawkmon grinned as broadly as he could. "What am I thinking right now?"

"Huh?" Gomamon had to think for a moment. "Errrr..." He needed to consider his options. Was Hawkmon really gay? And into him? He was certainly cute... Should he take a chance? Meh... if he blows me off I'll blame it on the minor concussion. He pretended to concentrate and slowly circles around the avian Digimon as he spoke. "Oh... You're thinking... you want to give a sick seal a piggy back ride!" He concluded, jumping on Hawkmon's back with his flippers wrapped around.

"Gah!" Hawkmon stumbled a bit at the sudden weight. He was not about to collapse, but the warm body rubbing against his... "You are not that injured!" He huffed protest, standing up straight. Geeze, I can feel his crotch rubbing into my tail feathers!

Gomamon snickered a bit and went further, blatantly rubbing himself against Hawkmon's rump. "Maybe I'm just being laaaazy." He laughed more and grinded himself a little harder, pouch soon bulging up. He wanted to see what Hawkmon would do, but also whether he really was reading the bird's mind.

The bird didn't protest, but he was starting to look rather uncomfortable. His wings soon moved to his front so they could cover his feathery crotch. "I am not going to carry you around!" Holy-! Come on! The last thing I need right now is an actual boner!

Gomamon's thoughts were equally concerned with Hawkmon's boner. He peered over the other's shoulder and managed to catch a glimpse of something red between the wings and the stomach. Wow! I really am turning him on! This little bit of information both impressed and pleased his. "Oh, you don't like me on your back?" He pressed himself a little harder into the bird's brown rump. "Not even a little?" The seal's own shaft was slowly starting to slip out and he could feel feathery down rub against his tip, making him giggle.

"Yes!" The hawk blurted out. "I mean... no! err... I..." His blush was now visible through the white plumage; he wasn't sure what was going on, whether or not Gomamon was hitting on him. Is he... dry humping me? The avian squirmed further, a foot shuffling against the floor as he tried to hide what was now a full-on erection. I thought he was straight?!

"Mmm, yup, I think you do like that a little..." The seal slid down Hawkmon's back, feathers sliding over his belly, while his flippers slid down the bird's front: his chest, belly, and eventually his groin. The bird's wings could not keep Gomamon from touching right at the red member. "Looks like you like it a lot, actually!" He snickered as his flipper claws came upon the shaft.

Hawkmon could not help but moan a little as he was touched. "Gomamon!" He protested with a shudder as he was given a reach-around. "I um..." So he's not...?

"Thought I was straight, right?" The seal took the bird shaft in between two claws, like a pair of chopsticks. "Well, think better~. I'm gay as they come." He chuckled as he skillfully rolled the shaft inbetween his claws like he did his own. "Looks like you're just as interested in me too..." He moved his claws up and down with the rolling motion, from the base of the bird's red cock to the tip. "Am I right?"

"Y... yeah." Hawkmon stuttered a bit, slowly pulling his wings away to give his molester better access. He wasn't entirely sure how things had gone that far that fast, but even if it was awkward, he wasn't about to stop it.

Eventually Gomamon wanted to see what his new toy looked like and shifted a bit around the bird's side. Hawkmon's penis was red from slit to pointed tip, but came without the companionship of testicles that the seal could see, even when he ran his other flipper through the feathery groin below the throbbing erection to verify. "Awww... No ballsack?"

"No. Not in bird... They are... internal..." Hawkmon panted, a bit of precum leaking out of him. It makes anything in my bum feel really, really good, though!

He likes it up the butt now, does he? Gomamon was fast learning that regardless where it came from, his new ability was certainly handy. "Oh really?" Still pumping the happy, happy avian, he quickly licked one of his claws and without so much as a warning began to push the tip under Hawkmon's tail feathers. He had to poke around a bit before he found the sweet spot, but when he did...

"Ooohhh..." Hawkmon cooed loudly when he was felt the hard claw slowly slide in. "Goma... That's..." The bird squirmed a bit from the fingering, and soon leaned forward to get down on all four doggystyle.

The aquatic Digimon pumped his finger harder and deeper, hardly feeling any resistance from his buddy's rump until his claw was almost all in. This entire situation was incredibly exciting: he had always dreamed of fooling around with the guys, but assumed it was a pipe dream. His own cock was now fully hard, out and about as it rubbed against the floor. "Sounds like you like this?" he asked a bit nervously. He didn't want to blow his chances: this might turn out to be his only shot with Hawkmon, though from the look of it, the bird was nowhere near stopping him.

"Yeah..." The Digimon flyer let out a long moan as the seal twisted his claw inside his boycunt. Oh fuck that's so good... but man I hope he will mount me!

Gomamon snickered a little. He hadn't needed to read the bird's mind to figure that one out. "As much fun as sticking my claw up your tail may be..." He withdrew the digit from Hawkmon's ass. "I think I'm going to need some stimulation of my own." With a little hop he found himself rubbing into the bird's back feathers again, the feather tickling him a bit... quite different from when he tried to hump a plush--another means he often used (with limited success) to get off. "And I think you agree with me there!" He grinned as he began to hump... with his red cock uselessly rubbing into the tail feathers at random as he groaned in frustration. Why could he never have it as easy as in the pornos? Why was he stuck there searching for the bird's ass like an idiot, not even having the possibility to just reach back to guide himself in?

Fortunately Hawkmon was quick to notice, wing shooting between his own legs to grab the slippery seal dick and, with the skill of a surgeon, guide it to his tailhole. The very next thrust took him all the way inside, making the bird wince a little: Gomamon had only pre for lubrication, but the bird was so worked up that didn't bother him very long. "Mhmm, come on, Gomamon, do me..." he begged.

"I intend do!" The seal held on tightly to both of the bird's shoulders. Only the very tips of his bottom flippers touched the ground as he started rocking in and out like a piston. He had fantasized about doing this ever since he first hit rookie status and looked up to see the yellow rear end and tailhole of Gabumon.

God it feels so good! Hawkmon thought, only capable of letting out small cooing moans. His body rocked back against Gomamon's on the floor. It was fairly difficult to stay on all fours with the horny seal pounding him from behind, so he scooted forward to wrap his wings around one of the desk's legs. "Harder... don't worry about me and stop holding back!"

The seal didn't think he was! He wanted to cum so badly, and was worried about Joe coming home any moment. He had no idea how long he had slept, and was not going to take any chance of not being able to actually get to empty his balls in the bird! "Almost there..." He grunted, grabbing the bird's shoulders even tighter and started to bury his white shaft deeper in the feathery hole, purple-spotted balls slapping back and forth into the rump as his orgasm approached.

"Ooohhh ohhh..." Hawkmon groaned in delight. He too was hard as rock, his own penis pointing straight down toward the floor as it freely dripped precum. He was not touching himself, both of his wings still wrapped tightly around the desk leg to hold himself up, his white cheek pressed firmly into it. "Cum in me... Cum in me, sir!" He blurted out loudly.

The seal, already feeling the incoming rush of orgasm, was way too far past the point of no return to pay any attention to what the bird was saying. "Uhhh!" he grunted as he had his first ever orgasm inside another. It was incredible, better than any masturbation technique he ever tried.

"Man... Goma..." Hawkmon panted upon feeling the cum squirting inside him and soon leaking out and down his leg. I do so love the feeling of cum inside me...

The more he heard, the more Gomamon was loving this little mind-reading gift . "You've done this before... Haven't you?" Gomamon got a weak nod from the hawk. He hoped the other would let the thought slip: he was curious who the bird was fucking on the side without him knowing... His own guess was Veemon, but maybe that was because the dragon was the one he himself currently fantasized about having in his own ass...

Mmm... Lords... It was almost like...

But Gomamon didn't hear. The soft click was barely audible, but to the seal it was like thunder: a deadbolt unlocking. "Oh no..." Gomamon's ears perked up worriedly. Hawkmon's eyes had widened a little, the bird's hearing just as sensitive.

"Is it...?" He asked as he felt the panic in his partner's voice.

The door swung open with a little squeak. "Joe's home!" The seal fell off Hawkmon's back and ungracefully landed on his own face. Joe might now have know he was gayer than a bottle of laughing gas, but he still didn't want his partner to find him balls deep in one of their friends!

Hawkmon stood up as they heard the door close shut, his red member sticking out as obvious as his own beak: he hadn't even gotten to cum. "Errrr. um..."

"Get it down!" The seal hissed, pressing his flippers against the penis as if he could shove it back. With his pouch, he was the lucky one in that he could: sheaths and slits didn't afford that luxury, and it could be quite the source of embarrassment when out in public.

The avian shuddered at being touched there. "It's not going to go down with you rubbing it!" He pointed out in a whisper, eyes looking back worriedly at the door as they heard Joe mulling around in the kitchen.

Gomamon promptly took his flipper off, also glancing back to the door. On it was a poster of Albert Einstein sticking his tongue as if to mock him, and he looked elsewhere with an exasperated groan. His eyes fell back on the window the bird had come in through. "Quick! That way!"

Hawkmon's head snapped. In his hormone-filled haze he had forgotten just how he had gotten in the apartment in the first place! "Oh right!" He landed on the sill with a flap of his wings. He was half out the window already when he figured he should really say something, cocking his head back with a bit of blush on his cheeks. "Um, well, thanks for..."

"Yeah yeah, thanks, had fun, will call you!" Gomamon made a shooing gesture. "Promise! Now scram before Mr. wannabe doctor gets an impromptu lesson in Digimon anatomy!" The seal glanced back at the door, Einstein still seemingly taunting him.

Finally Hawkmon took to the skies, the seal watching as the bird's shaft stuck straight down toward the ground as he flew off. He took a moment to ogle the cummy ass, then quickly shut the window, getting his mind back to damage control: his lower half was hardly presentable, and he couldn't just leave a trail of cum and sweat by crawling across the floor! He jumped back into his doggie bed, trying best as he could not to drag his groin over the carpet. There he grabbed the blanket and threw it over himself, hiding himself just as he heard Joe enter. The seal covered himself up to the chest, lying on his back and closing his eyes. He made a fake snoring sound, trying his best to look nonchalant and asleep.

Joe had gone out for a quick drink after class, then home to check on his friend. He opened the door slowly, finding the Digimon apparently asleep and snoring. That kinda surprised him: Gomamon had never snored before. The thought did not linger much and he came over to pet him lightly. Hmm... he thought. Looks like he's been sweating a bit, but fine otherwise. He's had a rough day... better let him sleep it off. The young man moved as quietly as he could back out of the room and gently closed the door behind himself.

The seal cracked an eye half-open to check wether he was alone, then took a deep breath. "Too close..." he whispered under his breath. He still had to figure out how to hide the evidence... but first he could take the time to bask in the afterglow. "Wow... getting laid was worth a lightning strike." He placed a flipper on his head. "But what was that all about? How could I read Joe's and Hawkmon's mind?" He mulled over it a bit. "Meh... I'll figure it out later." His eyes closed once more. "I'm just gonna lie here for a bit and loop the last half-hour for a while." He smiled, letting himself get hard again.

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And chapter 2 done! We find out the first of Gomamon's powers, Aries, the mountain goat! The power to read minds. I chose the goat, since goats do seem to have a sixth sense for traversing dangerous mountains paths. Rather thin connection, but let's face it! The original powers in Jackie Chan's Adventures didn't always make sense. Like the pig and laser vision. Anyway, comments, votes, feedback are always appreciated. And I am available to chat, give previews and so on as [email protected] on MSN, or mrredrover on AIM.