Zodiac - Chapter 4 - Libra:Something is in the Air
#6 of Zodiac
Chapter four of this other version of my Twelve Talismans series. Gomamon gets it from a digimon I don't use often enough. As I mentioned before, I am trying to switch up digimon's cocks and sexual quirks.
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Zodiac
Chapter 4
Libra: Something is in the Air
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Darkness slowly receded, returning an certain unwilling seal to the world of the living. "Ugh..." A bleary eye opened, a signal for the jackhammer in Gomamon's skull. Dawn... he must have slept right through the night. He found himself curled up in a blanket with a down pillow propped under his chin. It took him several long seconds to realize he was not in his doggy bed back home in Tokyo, but still in the Digital World. Oh, and still very much hung over. This realization was followed by a sudden, urgent need.
He made it outside just in time to throw up yesterday's sushis into the bushes. "Azulongmon's balls... What the fuck happened?" He spat out the taste with limited success, ashamed at this display of weakness, then turned around and pretty much dragged himself back inside. He needed water desperately. Anything to wash out his mouth. "All right..." After three unsuccessful attempt he remembered to pull instead of pushing and managed to get the cabinet open, digging around until he spotted his target: a box of apple juice. Four unsuccessful tries to get the straw in the tiny foil-covered hole, he gave up and just poked it open with one of his sharp claws so he could take a swing of the liquid, swishing it in his maw a bit before spitting it out into the garbage. Something wasn't right though...
"Ugh... Hair on my tongue..."
The seal poked and scrubbed awkwardly inside his own mouth, first with his tongue, then his claws, which finally allowed him to get at the thing... which turned out to be a long curled, light orange strand of hair. He blinked a few times... "What the..."
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The previous day
Gomamon lay on rug in front of the dying fire, his eyes firmly clasped shut. As long as he stayed perfectly still, he didn't think he would throw up. "Uhhh..." He groaned everyone once in a while, letting out a little burp. It tasted like alcohol and sushi. He decided to try and open his eyes again... The room was still moving in a slow circle. He tried to focus, his gaze landing on his left flipper. A big hunk of webbing was still there. "Ugh..." For no real reason, he attempted to grab it with his claws on his right. The first attempt missed his entire flipper. The second one was dead on, though a bit harder than he intended. He yelped as he almost managed to stab himself with his own claw. He swore he saw stars forming in from of his eyes... more lie a glowing straight line and semicircle. Geeze I am so drunk I can't even get stars before my eyes right! He still smiled, although merely doing that hurt. He was just in that good a mood: he had gotten laid again!
"Knock knock?"
Gomamon blinked and looked over toward the door. That turned out to be a terrible idea, and he immediately had to fight to keep his lunch down. "Who's... HIC-CUP!" A loud, alcohol-reeking hiccup interrupted his question. He smacked his lips. "Uh, who's there?"
"Hiya!" An orange creature flew in. He was shaped like a long cylinder, kept aloft by two long bat-like ears. "Geeze, it smells like a bar in here!"
"Oh, hey there. Patamon." Gomamon tried to focus on the flying orange fuzz ball... it was harder than it looked. "Sorry... I'm just..." Another hiccup. "Just a little drunk."
"No kidding."
Gomamon tried to straighten what was left of his mohawk. Given his general state, it didn't help: he was sweaty, covered in bits of webbing and dried cum that flaked away at the slightest move. The only advantage to the alcohol smell was that it hid the scent of sex that no Digimon would have otherwise missed. The big eared rookie didn't seemed to notice his friend's disastrous look, or pretended not to.
Patamon flew down to land in front of the fire place so he could talk to the other Digimon face to face. He and his partner were looking for the demon that Gomamon and Biyomon had spotted. He did recon and checked in with TK every thirty minutes or so, since he did not want to stay digivolved: he wanted to be at full strength if they did find something. He knew Ken and Wormmon were supposed to hang around at the cabin, so he had dropped in to see if the pair had caught wind of anything. Possibly the last thing he would have expected was Gomamon, half blitzed and covered in Wormmon's silk string. "Woah... I didn't even know you drank." He said, waving a wing in front of his nose.
"Ugh!" Gomamon resisted the urge to shake his head. "No... I just..." He had to catch himself before he said too much. Keeping his stories straight was much harder in this state. "I just... didn't know Everclear would be that strong."
"Whoa. Even I know that stuff's dangerous!" Patamon sniffed the air again. It reeked of booze, yes... but it was still nice. He lost his train of thoughts for a second. "Where are... Ken and Wormmon?" He blinked a little. Something was distracting him and he couldn't figure out what.
"Wormmon...?" Gomamon snickered to himself, thinking of the action he'd gotten out of the shy digimon. "Erm... Ken had to go to the police academy... Wormmon's with Biyomon right now... visiting." He grinned some more at his own private in-joke.
"Oh... that's cool." The orange Digimon sniffed the air again. Why did it smell so good in here? It reeked of alcohol, sweat, humidity, smoke from the fire... and something else that had him hooked. Patamon took another lungful, closer to the seal, before turning around slowly, trying to pinpoint where that heavenly aroma wafted from.
Gomamon smiled at the cute rookie next to him. Maybe it was because he had just gotten laid by two of his friends, or maybe it was the fact his blood alcohol count was something like 40 proof by now. In any case he couldn't help but blatantly check out Patamon's furry rump. "Mmmmm..." He does have the sexiest ass... Shame he is, like, the straightest Digimon ever...
The other Digimon turned back around to sniff at Gomamon again. He couldn't miss the seal's gaze on his ass. Was Gomamon checking me out? I mean, he's cute for a guy... That thought was cut short and the flying mammal blinked. He was straight. He had only ever been attracted to girls... hell he had hooked up with Gatomon more times than he could count, the two of them were pretty much a couple now! Before that, there were all those random hookups with other girls, both Digimon and human. Being the destroyer of the vampire Myotismon--not to mention the most powerful Dark Master, the clown Piedmon--,well it really helps in the getting laid department. He had never thought of another guy as "cute" before, and certainly not Gomamon. But right now he looked so... desirable. "Ummm..." Patamon rubbed at himself a little. The room felt distinctly warmer. He wasn't sure why, but he didn't want to leave right now, so he tried to make small talk. "What... happened to your hair? It's... shorter."
"Oh..." Gomamon raised his flipper shakily and touched his hair again. "Some of it got singed off from that Hsi Wu I told you about... then I ripped some off to make a fire, you know, to save Wormmon from the blizzard."
"There... was no blizzard." Patamon reached out to touch Gomamon's scruffy patch of red hair. He just... had to touch the seal. His fingers ran through the short mohawk and further down the length of the seal's scalp. "I was flying around outside the whole time, and it was nice and warm... like your fur."
Gomamon was too drunk to notice his friend now caressing him. He started to go on a rant. "I know. I swear I'm going nuts. First there is some big, winged demon... Then I get zapped by purple lightening. I swear I can read Hawkmon's mind... then there's like a freak snowmaggedon out of nowhere... I mean, seriously, the weirdest stuff is happening to me lately and..." His words trailed off. "Patamon, what are you doing?"
"Hmmmm?" Patamon blinked twice. His muzzle was in Gomamon's neck and his face buried in the white fur. "Oh..." He moved away for a moment--only a moment--before placing his nose right back into the silky fur. "You just... smell really... really good..." He took another big whiff. "Are you... like, wearing some sort of perfume or something?"
"Uh... No." The seal shuddered, getting a bit aroused from the situation. He wasn't sure how long it had been since he was with Wormmon... the time kind of seemed to stand still when he was conscious. "Just my natural scent I guess." He closed his eyes again, murring a bit from the feeling of Patamon's warm breath running across his neck.
"Well... you smell... incredible." Patamon couldn't take his nose from Gomamon's body. The scent was just that addicting... The ear-winged digimon started to get aroused, his penis' tip starting to poke out under his long belly. He now licked the seal's neck, trying to somehow get more of... whatever was emanating from him.
"Whoa!" The seal groaned a bit at the wet tongue sliding over his messy fur. "Patamon, I know you're straight!" Patamon could not keep to himself. It was common knowledge he would hit on anything with a pussy.
"I am!" Patamon pointed out the obvious. And he was. Okay, so once he had a threesome with a Gazimon and Floramon, but balls never touched. "I mean... I am... but you are just so hot." The flying rookie licked even harder and actually started kissing Gomamon's neck. "Ebonwumon's balls, how come I've never realized how fucking hot you are?" He could taste all the raunchiness of sex, sweat and seed... but it simply didn't matter.
"Th... thanks?" The drunken seal managed to squeak out. Hawkmon? Unexpected but not exactly a huge surprise. Wormmon? So shy no one actually knew if he had it in for guys or girls. But this was just coming out of nowhere whatsoever.
There was more frantic kissing, licking and groping. Patamon looked like he wanted to inhale the seal digimon whole. His lips moved all over the seal's face and his short stubby fingers ran through the white fur. The seal had a strong, lean body; a swimmer's build. "Dammit, I've got to fuck you now!"
"Guh-wah?" The seal wanted to snap his head at Patamon, but he knew he couldn't afford that. "Isn't it... kinda forward?"
"Mmmmm fuck... You are probably the sexiest digimon I have ever seen!" Patamon suddenly moved to Gomamon's front and put his paws on the other's shoulders pull himself up. His member was now fully out of its pouch, and a fair bit longer than the seal's. Yet at the same time it was thinner. The skin was a shade of tan, with the head a little lighter, hidden behind foreskin. "Open up!"
"Um Pata-gumph!" The seal's protests didn't get very far before the cock travelled right to the back of his throat. He didn't struggle, couldn't struggle, but he didn't exactly help either. Patamon simply placed his front paws on the seal's shoulders and went right in the throat fucking.
"Oh fuck Gomamon... you've got such a nice mouth!" The big-eared rookie shouted loudly. He had never in his life been this aroused before... something about the seal had his body reacting on a visceral level. His cock was so hard it hurt, and he needed release right now.
Gomamon choked a bit on the throbbing member in his muzzle, but was relieved to discover that, to his own surprise, he didn't have much of a gag reflex, even with the nausea he was plagued with. That was good news: the very last thing he would have wanted would be to hurl in Patamon's crotch! Woah... neat... he thought.
Not that it made it a comfortable ride, though. Gomamon had never taken something down his throat, and the roughness definitely wasn't easy on him. At least he didn't have to worry about his breathing either: he was built for extended undersea travel. Holding his breath for over ten minutes without preparation was nothing to him. If he'd been given some warning, he could have stopped breathing for over half an hour easily. He probably wouldn't be needing all that much today, however. Patamon was leaking large amounts of slimy pre into his throat and Gomamon could only regret missing on the chance to taste it.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Patamon panted as he began to flap his ear wings, stretching them to their full three feet span, before pulling them back to his body. He wasn't holding back at all, the need to reach orgasm permeating every fibre of his being. His penis began to jerk and twitch inside of the sea mammal's mouth, slowly at first, then more and more violently, like a fish flopping on the bottom of a boat.
The red headed digimon felt the cock in his mouth spasming and instinctively clamped down on the light-shaded shaft. His alcohol stupor prevented it to wonder why as much as it meant he couldn't be all the more thankful that the movements weren't making him retch. Still all too soon he couldn't prevent it; the closer to an orgasm that Patamon got, the more violent his member's twitches. Gomamon tried his best, but the penis suddenly forced its way out from between his lips and started waving around like an epileptic snake. The seal tried to swallow it back, but between the unpredictable moves and his hangover it was mission impossible.
Patamon was too far gone to stop his humping though. His cock ran over the seal's downy face and over the purple patterns on Gomamon's cheeks before he reached his point of no return. Then his crotch... exploded. Well, that was how Gomamon remembered it. Patamon came like a sprinkler, cum shooting out in short spurts all over the place, and right across the room. The seal had never imagined something like that. It splattered on the floor, on the rustic walls, in the fireplace, on the whole underside of Patamon, but most of all, on Gomamon's face.
"Oh gods, Gomamon!" He groaned as he peppered the seal with his seed. Patamon's cum was mostly white, but tiny little flecks of gold in the seed flickered and shone in the dying campfire light. He fell back on his rump, flapping his ears a bit to keep himself steady while his member squirted out a few more weak spurts of jizz till one last single shiny drop of cum leaked out of the piss hole and down the long thin shaft.
"Man..." Gomamon panted hard, head still swimming as he ran his black claws over his face, scooping up some of the seed he was washed with. He hiccupped once, before snickering madly. "Pretty!" He giggled as he squeezed the cum between his claws, making a long strand of jizz that sparkled. "Very pretty!"
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"Okay okay..." Gomamon took a deep breath, still holding the pube. "Okay, so I sucked off Patamon..." The memories rushed back. He reached for the closest reflexive surface, a shiny metal pan, and found that although most of the cum had flaked off his fur, an amount was still stuck in and matting his hair. It looked like it had glitter in. Now there's an idea... he briefly thought before returning to the matter at hand.
"Gatomon's on again off again boyfriend. Great. I blew the boyfriend of the digimon who once took all seven us chosen digimon at once without batting--." He paused to take a deep breath. Patamon was always sleeping around. Assuming he ever told about this particular indiscretion, why would Gatomon go after him this time? She'd never done that to Biyomon when it happened. "Okay, so a little cock sucking... Nothing to panic about..." Something rubbed on, no, in his butt. He reached to try and remove the irritation, claws grasping something rubbery. "Nothing to worry about" He yanked on it and felt the thing slip out his ass. "Nothing big..." He sighed as he looked at the dirty, half-filled blue condom. The tip was broken, too and from it dripped more of the sparkly jizz.
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The previous day
The sparkly cum on Gomamon's flippers was now the most fascinating thing he'd ever seen. He brought it to his mouth to experimentally lick at it. It was salty... yet kinda sweet at the same time. "Sweet and sour!" The seal giggled manically, taking in more of the seed with his next lick. He was so busy with that he completely forgot about Patamon, who had moved behind him. He also didn't hear the breaking of a cellophane wrapper.
Patamon's boner had not gone down since covering the seal's face. Normally it would take a few minutes before it returned to full hardness, but it was still throbbing as painfully hard as he was when he'd started. Already it was dripping precum despite him having blown his load just moments ago. He had just broken the wrapper on a condom--he always carried at least one around. Most Digimon girls didn't really care about birth control, but human girls would often prefer one. He had learnt long ago it was best to keep one on him... awkward as it was to store it. With Gomamon, birth control was the last of his concerns... but there were other advantages to a lubed condom. His dick was already twitching with anticipation of things to cum, which made getting the blue latex condom hard to say the least. More than once his own shaft got away from him as he tried to slip the rubbery thing on.
The seal was finding out he quite liked the taste of Patamon's cum, now hard at work sucking his claws clean. He had no attention left for the fuzzy horndog behind him, until he felt the other jump on his back. "Gwah?" Gomamon tried to turn around... without much luck. The room was still listing a bit to the left, and his body wasn't responding like it should. The alcohol was fast working through his system and Digimon healing ability or not, it was getting worse. He pretty much was immobile when he felt something poking against his ass. "Whatcha doing?" His words started to slur even more.
"I need your sexy ass!" Patamon replied, latex encased dick already jerking around wildly. It was crass even to Gomamon, but the seal didn't notice. The orange Digimon's member had a mind of his own, which made trying to enter the virgin seal's ass a lot more difficult. Gomamon's white tail rubbed against his nut sack and spurred him on more.
"Mmm hmmm." The seal was only dimly aware that his previously straight friend wanted his ass cherry. He didn't really resist either, even going so far as to spread his back flippers a bit more. He could feel that long schlong of Patamon's poking randomly around his backside through the alcoholic veil.
Finally, after a full minute of frantic humping, Patamon hit the sweet spot. A quick thrust and the shaft was past the fur-lined sphincter. "Uhhhhh..." Gomamon shuddered a bit. It wasn't too painful between the alcohol, Patamon's rather thin member, and the seal's past experiments with toys. In fact, with Everclear in his system, he could have taken BlackWarGreymon himself without batting an eye... or even noticing.
He certainly didn't seem to notice Patamon's groaning hard as he got more of his length inside. The orange Digimon was going mad from sexual frustration. The girls quite liked his vibrating cock. It was one of the reason he was such a hit. His dick had a mind of its own when aroused and he was used to it. But now? It was clearly preventing any clear thoughts from him. He continued to slam in over and over, groaning in delight. His ear wings mad loud flapping noises as his dick began to spasm more and more wildly.
Gomamon was only dimly aware now that he was even being fucked. He could vaguely feel something inside him, what with the cock vibrating deep in his bowels. It was the oddest feeling... like a purr in his stomach. Very pleasant and relaxing... "Mmmm..." He tried to say something, but all that came out was a slurry of groans and gurgles. He was just too far out of it right now... The warm throbbing cock... relaxing... calming...
"Oh god it feels so... so good!" Patamon continued his frantic humping. He only got about half his cock into the seal before there was too much resistance, but it was enough for the horny chosen Digimon. He slammed into Gomamon's backside doggy style, cock spasming wildly. This orgasm was going to be even more powerful than the first. "Oh gods... Gomamon!" He let out a high pitch screech.
The condom exploded. It just up and burst. It might have been designed to handle a few dozen pounds of pressure, but it was nothing compared to the unbridled power of a horny Digimon. Patamon swore he felt his balls turn inside out from the sheer amount of seed that he was shooting out. The gold speckled spunk leaked out of Gomamon's fucked asshole in buckets, leaving him in the middle of a puddle. Patamon's voice reached a higher pitch when he came, the screech turning into a moan as he came down from his orgasm. It was the most intense feeling he had ever felt in his life. He rested inside Gomamon for a moment, enjoying the afterglow, then blinked a few times. "Uh... Gomamon?"
Gomamon snorted once, completely out of it. His body couldn't handle any more and he had passed out halfway through. He was dead to the world right now.
"Oh ummm..." Patamon blinked a few times. "What... what am I doing?" He squeaked as he pulled his cock out of the comatose seal, leaving the destroyed condom inside. "I'm straight!" He said out loud to himself, as if to reassure himself. He had never even remotely been attracted to a guy before! "I um..." This was all too much for him. What the hell happened? He took flight, member still half hanging out and dripping some semen that joined the growing puddle leaking from the seal's rump. "Sorry!" Patamon squeaked before flying out frantically.
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Gomamon had been staring at the dirty condom on his claw tip for the last five minutes as the previous night came back, and not even in order. More like a jumbled mess of flashbacks in no particular sequence, though he did remember, or more accurately not remember passing out while giving up his ass cherry. "Ugh this week is just getting weirder..." The thought brought back his headache full force. "Let's see... Demon from another dimension. Then I can read minds. There's a freak snowstorm... and then Patamon falls for me." The seal waved his flipper a bit, the broken dirty condom stubbornly clinging onto it. "Well, things can't get any..." Another good flick of the flipper and it went sailing off across the cabin... into Biyomon's chest.
The filthy piece of blue latex stuck there for a second before slowly falling to the ground with a small splat. She had looked down it for a moment then at the seal. "And good morning to you too!" She had chirped happily, looking for a napkin so she could wipe the remains left on her pink plumage. She was now sitting at the table, having made herself a cup of green tea. Gomamon had looked at her and promptly, ran outside, where he had spent the last fifteen minutes going on a little rant while the avian digimon watched amusedly.
"Biyomon!" The seal called at her upon getting back inside,, which instantly set his ears ringing once more. "Gah!" He closed his eyes as he tried to fight down another wave of nausea. "I was just..."
"Oh don't even try to make a cover story for me Goma-Chan." The rookie bird mocked the hungover seal. That nickname she reserved for when Gomamon did something stupid, like getting drunk out of ignorance. "Who do you think cleaned you up and wrapped you up in blankets? I was here all night... I had a bet running with myself about how long before you noticed I was even here!"
"You um... saw me like that?" The seal blushed, flush with embarrassment. Sure he had masturbated with Biyomon more times than he could count, but he had never been passed out with cum dripping from his ass!
"Well I came back to check on you, Goma-chan. You did have a lot to drink, and once I got Wormmon back safe and sound... I decided to make sure you were still all right." She came forward, and playfully poked his nose. It came back with a tiny little fleck of cum. "Sooo... You got laid again... in the middle of nowhere. I am going to have to start calling you SuperStudmon." Gomamon just groaned while the bird gingerly wrapped her wing around his shoulder. "Oh don't worry... We'll get you back to my place and cleaned up so you look your best when another digimon comes from nowhere to hump your cute butt!"
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In case you haven't figured it out, Libra grants the power of pheromones. I chose Libra since its elemental sign is air. A perfect fit. Now the pheromones power would probably have some more application than simply making digimon horny. I mean, let's face it, why would Hsi Wu make a power up to take over the world that made people into sluts? But it is a perfect power to fit in a series about sex.
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