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This is my first time writing a commissioned fanfiction, and wow. It was both exciting and strange. A commissioner whose name I will keep hidden wanted me to do some Digi-loving between Wallace and his partner Terriermon. Being the feisty cat that I am, I agreed to the proposal without hesitation. What follows after is the result of that decision, around 5 hours of talking details and 1 hour of watching a Digimon movie.

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Leaves rustled and crickets sang. The pale moonlight pierced through the thick branches of the fir trees, illuminating the forest floor with silvery specks of light. The forest was so soothing...so tranquil.

Yet for a young boy and his digimon, this sanctuary offered little respite. Pushing his hand through his blonde hair, Willis sighed. As much as he tried, he found no easy answer to his problems.

He pulled his arms closer to his chest and slouched against the cold, muttering something between his lips.

"Willis?"Terriermon asked softly, revealing his petite cream head.

The boy ignored the faint squeak and turned back to his thoughts. They pressed harder now, massaging his temples with a most annoying pressure.

Why? Why couldn't you save him? Despair whispered inside Willis's mind.

I know why, Doubt intervened_. It's because you are weak. Doubting is your second nature. You never accomplish anything on your own. You try, and fail, and try again, only to fall on the cold ground..._

What did Terriermon see inside you? Did he choose you for your qualities and abilities? No...he made a mistake, just as you did with Chocomon.

Out of all the negatives, fear was the worst. It bit into Willis's flesh and chilled the blood in his veins with its frozen bite.

No. That's not true. I am...I can... Willis tried to fight back, only to find himself drowned in that sea of darkness.

Your fault. It's all your fault. Nothing you can do. Useless. Weak

Willis cupped his head inside his palms, struggling to contain the rising chorus of negative emotions. He had to be strong. Prove he was capable. If Terriermon saw him like this, he would start worrying too. Willis didn't want his distress to transfer to Terriermon. He deserved rest after the brief confrontation with Chocomon. If it wasn't for him...

"Willis?" the voice asked again.

Warmth caressed Wallce's elbow. With a faint gasp, he turned his head around to look into Terriermon's glistening eyes.

"You're shivering..." the digimon added, nuzzling up the boy's arm with his little muzzle.

"I'm just cold," Willis said, forcing a weak smile. "Nothing to worry about."

Terriermon hugged him, wrapping his fluffy ears around. "You know I'm here for you. Your burdens are my burdens."

Willis nodded and pulled the fur blanket over his digimon, covering him completely.

"No need for that. You should go back to sleep."

The bundle of fur jumped in his lap with a determined grunt and shed the warm confines of the blanket. Before Willis could react, he had the warm furs draped all over his chest and arms.

"There," Terriermon massaged Willis's arms with his little paws. "Now you can stop trembling, and I can go back to sleep."

Only in this case, bed meant his lap.

"Heey!" Willis yelped. "Careful with your claws there."

Terriermon settled with a happy sigh. "I always am."

Willis smiled. He had a few scratches to attest his digimon's clumsiness, but he wasn't in the mood to argue. Intended or not, his companion's warmth alleviated part of that sour, darkening mood.

"Thank you, Terriermon," Willis squeezed the bundle of fur closer to his belly.

"What for?" the digimon asked sleepily.

"For being here. Without you, I..."

"Would sleep better?" Terriermon yawned.

Willis chuckled. He liked when Terriermon shot one of his witty replies, even if most of the times he was more annoying than funny. He thought of a considerate reply to swing back when a twig cracked in the vicinity.

Terriermon leaped from his comfortable shelter and Willis scrambled to his feet.

"Davis," Willis mumbled.

"Did you expect someone else?" he snickered, rubbing his arms against the night's chill.

"No," Willis said. "I just...had a lot going through my mind. Sorry."

"Don't get all sulky now. A real man never cries."

Veemon agreed with a short squeak.

"I'm not a man," Willis shot back, rising on his feet. "And neither are you."

Davis chuckled. He flexed his arms and nodded towards the small bumps before shooting Willis a dazzling smile. "How do you call these then?"

"Arms," Willis shrugged.

He raised an eyebrow and allowed the blunt reply to settle.

"Gah. You're no fun. Veemon, let's inspect that lake over there!" Davis motioned towards Veemon to follow. He was in a heated argument with Terriermon about the difference between wildflowers when Davis called again.

"What do you say about that puddle?" he crouched, giving his blue companion a quick ruffle between the ears.

"It's a lake."

"Same thing," Davis laughed. "But bigger."

"Is cold. Don't like it," Veemon complained.

"I like swimming!" Terriermon said excitedly, running towards the pair. "And Willis does too!'

"Don't-"

It was too late. All three pairs of eyes were on him. Willis slapped his head with a palm and squeezed his eyes shut. "You shouldn't have said that..."

"Come on. It's going to be fun!" Terriermon squeaked.

"And cold. You can go without me."

Willis turned around, going back to his tree before stubborn paws gripped his leg.

"Pleeease?" Terriermon dug his claws into the fabric of the jeans and looked at Willis with pleading eyes.

Willis wanted to say yes, but then he looked towards Davis. The Japanese boy winked mischievously. Undoubtedly that was another one of his jokes, but Willis couldn't help the embarrassment from surging through his form. Blood rushed to his cheeks, brushing that pestering chill away.

Willis gulped. He had to share the lake with Davis, didn't he?

He took another peek towards the moonlit lake, ignoring Davis as best as he could. It was big. Big meant a lot of space. And plenty of space meant distance from a naked Davis and his curious digimon.

Willis bit his lip. He was being weird again. A cold bath was harmless. Besides, water washed his worries away, and conversation was just what he needed.

"Alright," he nodded towards Terriermon, who gripped and hugged his leg with paws and ears alike.

"Thank you thank you thank you!" Terriermon licked and nipped, a frenzy of fur, paws, ears and gratitude.

Willis bit back his sigh and smiled instead. At least one of them would enjoy the bath.

"Davis, I agree to that bath of yours," he shouted, making sure Davis got the message."

"Yus! Take a tree and change. Whoever is fastest gets to pick the game.

"Game?" Willis shrugged.

"Yeah. You didn't think we'd stay there like two lazy fish, did you?"

Willis had no reply. He retreated behind his tree. Thankfully, that was far enough away from Davis and Veemon. The last thing he wanted was-

"Don't peek!" Davis laughed. "I'll know if you do."

"We won't," Willis said apprehensively. "Goes without saying."

"We'll see about it!" Davis shot back.

That was somehow reassuring. Willis took a minute to steady his rampant breathing. His heart thundered in his chest, and his legs felt weak. How silly! It was just a bath, and he knew Davis. Seeing him naked was no big deal. Willis saw plenty of boys in his youth.

...and all of them wore at least a shirt or a toptank. Heat rose to his cheeks when he realized how wrong he was on that assumption. Davis was the first boy Willis would see without clothing!

"Terriermon, take watch," he knelt and whispered in one of Terriermon's ears.

"Watch?" the digimon asked, somewhat confused. "You want me to watch him?"

"No,no," Willis shook his head. "Make sure they don't peek."

"Why would they?"

"Because..." the boy trailed off. How could he explain human customs to digimon? They walked around naked all the time, and nobody commented on that. "Because I say so."

Terriermon made a grumpy face at that and remained firmly rooted in his place.

"Aren't you going to-"

"No," he shook his head.

"Even if-"

"No," he declined quicker.

"Why?"

"Because I want to watch you. You are my partner, not him!"

Willis cocked an eyebrow. What in the world did that mean? He thought on a reply when Davis' voice kindly let him knew he was ready for the bath. He also added that any delay would end in a test of strength, whatever that meant. Willis brushed it off and focused on removing his clothes.

"Alright..." he removed his vest, the worked on his red shirt. He pulled the thin fabric from the middle and lifted his arms. With a jerk, he removed the pestering cloth, revealing a thin and untrained body. His arms were slightly thicker than sticks, and muscle had yet to show under the milky skin of his bust.

"Faster," Terriermon urged.

Willis already worked on his jeans. He undid the clasp, pushed the button through the hole, and pulled his pants down. He felt exposed and cold, but his quickened blood alleviated the chilly breeze.

"There," Willis said after removing his shoes and socks. "Happy now?"

Terriermon shook his little head. "Why not those?"

"What?"

"Those," Terriermon pointed below Willis's crotch.

The boy gritted his teeth, blushing fiercely.

"Because...it's improper."

"Why? What's in there and why is it bumpy?" Terriermon inquired, stretching his head towards the bulge trapped inside the white underwear.

Willis covered himself with both hands. Only now he realized he never got naked in front of his digimon. He always got out of his room when asked instead of expressing interest in affairs he could not understand.

"It's...it's what makes me a boy, and it's embarrassing," Willis flustered. That curious stare unnerved him more than the upcoming bath.

"But Davis is a boy, like you."

"It doesn't matter."

"But why?" Terriermon asked, extending a tiny paw towards Willis's crotch.

"Because humans are weird like that," Willis snapped, pushing Terriermon away with his foot. "Stop being such a pest."

"I'm sorry. Didn't mean to upset you."

"Is fine," Willis beckoned. Terriermon approached, nuzzling into his hand. Willis scratched under a fluffy ear. "I didn't mean to shout at you either."

"Willis, are you ready?" Davis' voice came.

His heart almost skipped a beat. "A-almost!" Willis replied, flushing all over. Suddenly, he didn't feel comfortable appearing before Davis only in his underwear.

"The deal!" Terriermon poked his leg. "Go, or you lose the deal!"

Willis sprung from his hideout and came face to face with the most surprising and embarrassing sight he could have predicted. Davis stood there, scratching behind his goggles, with a body as naked as any digimon. He had a lean, athletic build from the top of his head all the way to his toes.

And he was naked. Utterly and completely naked.

"You're wearing underwear?" Davis laughed, pointing a finger towards Willis's flushing face.

"Y-yes!" Willis drawled, red with embarrassment. "Why aren't you?"

"Because we're swimming!" Davis said through another fit of laughter.

Apparently in Japan boys swam without anything on. Literally.

"Could have said that." Willis grumbled.

He got a narrow stare in response. Japanese boys were weird! Willis's heart pounded in his chest when he involuntarily caught sight of the boy's exposed member. He tried his hardest not to look, but somehow his eyes caught no other point of interest. Those balls and the flaccid nub of meat hung above the little sack were quite fascinating.

"You looked!" Davis pointed out.

"I didn't!" Willis blurted out, looking to his right, then left, then back at Davis' exposed privates.

"You did it again!"

"I...what do you want, Davis?"

He approached, making Willis's heart thrum all the harder. "I want you to shed your clothes like a normal boy and swim in the lake with me."

"We don't...don't do that in the States."

"I don't care. Come. I have a contest prepared."

Willis froze. A hand touched his shoulder. A warm, confident hand. He could feel Davis' courage through his grip. He was confident and brave, while Willis squirmed like a little girl.

Be a man, not mommy's boy, Davis once said. What better time was for Willis to prove himself? He had to man up sooner or later.

Better do it now, when he had nothing to lose, than be awkward around girls later in life. With one short push, he slid his underwear down, exposing his flaccid cock to the chilly wind.

"See? It wasn't that hard," Davis patted his shoulder. Then he looked down. By all misfortunes, why did he have to stare? And why did he take so long?

"Yours is different..." he mumbled, switching his gaze towards Willis's eyes. "Why is it different?"

"I don't know!" Willis looked away, almost fainting due to embarrassment.

"Hold it straight. I'm curious."

Willis blinked. Did he hear that right?

"Do you want me to help you?" Davis asked again.

Willis immediately cupped his flaccid cock and pulled it up. Davis frowned, while both digimon stared with a mixture of bewilderment and amazement at the two silly humans.

"I think I know why...Do you?"

Willis squirmed. Davis acted so casual about it! Not only was his demeanor relaxed, but his hand never remained in one place. It switched from shoulder to neck, where it promptly squeezed the taut muscle underneath.

"Err, I do. Yes," Willis nodded. Looking towards Davis' pride was the last thing he wanted, but his choices were limited. For once, he had to be a man.

So he looked there, and took in every detail about the boy's crotch. He was smaller, straighter, and smoother. Somehow, his member lacked the bumpy ridge preceding the tip because he had no tip!

"Did you notice?" He chuckled.

"You have no head..." Willis said, almost coughing due to his tightening chest.

"Ghahaha! I knew you'd mess up!" Davis burst.

Willis expected that. Jokes were common with Davis, but not what he did after. He picked his small cock between two fingers and gently pushed back, revealing a speck of pink flesh underneath.

"There is the head. Good thing we didn't bet."

Willis froze. The way the surrounding flesh parted awoke something inside him. Something warm and tingly. The strange sensation flowed through his spine, dispersing along his tightening crotch.

Why did it feel like that? Willis could only wait and stare with wide eyes as his cock jerked. He covered himself before anyone saw, but the strange pulsation didn't stop there. He throbbed inside the cover of his hands, getting bigger and harder with each heartbeat. He pressed tighter against his enlarging member, but that only made it worse. A spike of pressure rushed from the base all the way to the tip, shocking Willis with a strangely pleasurable feeling.

"Why did you cover yourself?"

"N-nothing." Willis gasped, trying to fit the engorging monster inside his grip.

"I'm sure it's something."

He shook his head and turned around, unable to look at the approaching boy.

"Come on. We're friends. Lets not be weird with each other."

Willis sighed. Davis had the right of it. Friends trusted and shared much with each other. So he turned around, with both eyes closed and his raging erection exposed for all to see.

Davis burst into laughter, making the situation even more awkward.

"What's so funny?" Willis asked. "I'm trusting you despite-"

"No no, it's not that," he waved around as he tried to calm himself down. "I just didn't expect you to get excited."

"Excited?" Willis asked, eyebrows frowning in confusion.

"Well yeah!" Davis explained. "That's why your gender expanded. Something stimulated you."

"You're wrong."

"I'm pretty sure you're wrong," Davis retorted. "That happened to me before when I..."

"Don't come closer," Willis extended a hand. "It's already embarrassing to be naked in front of all of you."

"In front of males, you mean," Davis rolled his eyes. "When was the last time you went in a public bath?"

"Never," Willis admitted, looking towards the ground and at his thick, throbbing shaft. It felt stiff and strong. Each involuntary throb jerked it upwards, sending a most curious tingling inside his crotch.

"Too bad. You'll have to get used to it, starting from this very moment."

Willis was unprepared for the tackle that followed. Davis ran with surprising speed, jumping him in a heartbeat. The bark of the trees gave way to leaves as the view shifted, leaving Willis pinned on his back.

"Easy," Davis smiled.

It took four heartbeats for Willis to register what happened. He was pinned underneath Davis. His arms were held on his chest while an elbow pressed softly against his throat. He needed to free himself or fight, but he did nothing of that. His member throbbed and his eyes wondered towards the warm surface he prodded with his tip.

Davis' drooping balls.

A surge of shame an arousal surged through his veins. Willis grunted, kicking and thrashing as hard as he could.

"Nuh-uh," Davis chuckled, restraining his legs with a knee. "That's not how you wrestle."

"I...don't want...to...."

"You do. Nothing warms you up better than a session of man on man wrestling."

"You're kidding."

"I'm not."

"At least...let me..." Willis squirmed. He looked into Davis' glimmering brown eyes, then tapped the ground thrice. The grip on his throat vanished, allowing the air to fill his aching throat.

"You really mean this," he rubbed his neck.

"Of course. Muscles don't grow in trees."

"And naked wrestling gives you those?"

"Manly wrestling," Davis corrected. "Clothes get in the way. Why do you think all the pros fight without anything on?"

Willis thought a bit over his raging erection. "I dunno."

"Cause they get in the way is why. Come now. Get ready for round two."

This time, Willis had ample time to prepare. He dug his feet into the ground and pushed against the invading force. He fell once, twice, thrice, finding himself in the same position: on his back, pleading like a pup. Davis was too good at this! He knew all the moves to unbalance the opponent and had incredible alacrity. Willis imitated him, but he was much too slow. Unlike Davis, he had to think about the moves before applying them.

He didn't give up though. Each defeat made him stronger and angrier. He lashed out with his own grapples and punches. Davis sidestepped every lunge and blocked most of the blows. Willis swiped his foot, aiming to trip his opponent. That was a mistake. Davis jumped, using all the momentum to fall upon Willis.

They both tumbled down, a pile of arms and legs. Each tried to incapacitate the opponent, and they both failed.

"Got you," Willis growled.

"Not yet," Davis grunted.

Both boys had their arms and legs locked, and none yielded. Willis tried to think of something. He finally had Davis at a disadvantage. His face was pink and sweaty with strain.

Unfortunately, same applied to Willis. He was at his limits, and the surrounding warmth was most distracting. Despite his desire to win, Willis had to admit he found the close contact pleasing. Maybe a bit too much. The haze of competition vanished, leaving behind a most bizarre feeling. Willis blinked, feeling almost light headed. Why was he so focused on the physical contact? It was like his muscles softened, giving up their fire for something else.

All muscles apart from one. Willis's cock jerked, brushing its exposed tip against moistened flesh. The thrill of having that part of him caressed surged through his spine like a wave of molten warmth, making his throat tight and heavy. He throbbed again, and again, pushing into Davis' crotch without any idea on how to stop.

"Do you give up?" Davis asked, unperturbed by the situation.

Willis gulped. The warmth of his hot, sweaty body pressed against his washed away every coherent thought. All he could focus were the throbs, and the strange sensation washing across his hardened cock. It felt good, in a strange and bizarre way. He tightened his muscle, keeping his member still until another prod touched his sack.

Willis froze, holding his breath. That couldn't be him. The poke returned, pushing again under his crotch. It was hard and strong, just like his.

Davis got hard too!

The realization almost caused Willis to faint.

"I give up!" He squealed, pushing Davis away with everything he had.

"Haha, I win!" He shot on his legs, revealing the short baton bobbing between his legs. "Lets go swimming now. That fight got both of us riled up."

He shot a quick look at Willis's erection, smiled, then bolted towards the lake.

"Last who jumps in is a loser!"

Willis remained there. What just happened? He shuffled through his foggy mind for answers, looking at Davis' departing form.

Then he blinked. A sliver of clarity returned to him, and the blonde boy bolted from his position. He lost the wrestling match, but at least he could be faster.

Unfortunately, his constitution did not allow for such grace. Davis had a noticeable lead over him.

"Willis!" Terriermon shouted.

"Not now."

"Wiiiillis!" he ran towards him.

"Chhh," Willis grunted. "I'm losing the race!"

"Oh," Terriermon looked towards Davis. "Do you want me-"

"YES!"

Terriermon flew towards Davis. Veemon tried to jump after him, but the nimble digimon avoided the blue menace. He dived, causing Davis to trip and fall.

"Got him!"

"Thank you, Terriermon!" Willis said excitedly as he took the lead. Veemon ran after him, but his speed in training form was less than impressive. With a wide leap, Willis jumped into the lake.

Cold water rushed all around him, dazing his senses.

"Cold cold cold cold!" he shouted and moaned, slapping the frigid liquid.

"Serves you right, cheater," Davis grumbled. He jumped in, screaming all the same.

"I didn't cheat," Willis said. "Only asked for a favor."

"It's the same," the Japanese boy swam towards Willis, a grumpy look on his face.

"Well, you cheated too!"

"How?"

"On the wrestling fight. You went so hard on me, despite-"

He burst into laughter. Willis frowned in confusion, then slapped his forehead.

"Hard! Hahahah! You got hard long before me."

"I..."

"That counts once. And cheating twice. So I win!"

"That's unfair. You asked me to get undressed," Willis pursed his lips.

Davis continued his fit. "Undressed, yes. But not hard!"

"What does hard mean?" Terriermon interrupted.

Both boys looked at the approaching digimon, then towards each other. They pointed fingers at the same time.

"You tell him."

"No, you!"

"He's your digimon!"

"Yes, but you talked about-"

"Nay!" Terriermon splashed his huge ears against the water. "I want Willis to explain."

Davis winked and smiled, turning around while Terriermon pushed into Willis's chest. "You will tell me, yes?"

"Fiiine," the boy nodded. "I suppose I owe you that."

Terriermon squeaked excitedly. He patiently waited as Willis recounted everything he heard from television, his parents, and other sources. He spoke about mating, what it was, and how the two genders were involved. Terriermon nodded his tiny head, but he didn't understand much. Practical advice worked a lot better on Digimon.

"So if I touch it now, will it grow big?"

Willis shook his head. He would have blushed if the water wasn't so cold. "It doesn't work that way."

"Why?" Terriermon blinked his beady eyes.

"I can't say for certain. It's complicated."

Terriermon dived underwater, placing his paws all around Willis's cock. The boy gasped and kicked, pushing the curious digimon away.

"Stop that!" he hissed.

"I want to see it big!"

"No!"

He didn't listen, When paws failed to touch, one of the giant ears caressed Willis's crotch. The stimulation failed to entice him through water's frigid embrace.

"Cut it, Terriermon!"

Willis looked back at Davis. Thankfully, he was busy playing with Veemon, so the splashing didn't catch his attention.

Willis dug his hands underwater and wrestled Terriermon through the lake's surface.

"You're such a pest!"

"I'm just curious!"

"Well, don't be," Willis scolded. "We're in public, and that means discretion."

"Oh..." Terriermon's gaze drooped for a second, only to rise with a brilliant smile. "Can you make mine grow?"

The request shocked Willis more than the cold. "Wh-what?"

"Mine never got bigger."

"Because you're still a kid!"

"You're a kid too, and for you it worked," Terriermon said angrily.

Willis's jaw tightened. He didn't want to snap at his digimon. Telling them they were different was the ultimate insult. How could he explain only humans got erections? He searched for an answer, then sighed again.

"Yours can grow too, if you touch in the right place," Willis whispered.

Veemon's ears flapped. "How?"

"I can't show you here."

"Please Willis. You know I trust you."

There was no end to Terriermon's stubbornness. Willis knew the only way out was to please him. He pushed the digimon to his chest and cupped him with one hand while the other traveled down his soaked chest. He trailed two fingers down the soggy fur, reaching between Terriermon's legs. He kicked, giggling.

"Tickles."

Willis remained silent. He looked upon the small sheath and felt like bursting with embarrassment. Gulping down a sliver of saliva, he gripped the soft furred sheath between the fingers and rotated them around the nub of meat trapped within.

Terriermon tensed. A soft whimper escaped his throat while his toes squirmed and spread.

"Th-that's..."

"Shh," Willis whispered. He knew he liked it. His little cock jerked softly, engorging itself with blood and arousal. He kept rubbing, while his own heart increased his beats. He was pleasuring his own digimon! Willis would've had second thoughts if that warm, fuzzy feeling didn't invade his mind. Suddenly, he was a lot more curious to see what happened if he touched Terriermon a bit more intimately. Biting on his lower lip, Willis stuck his little finger through the small tip of the sheath.

He gasped. The warmth surrounding his finger and the slick walls made his breath stop. He rocked his finger with a gentle motion, exploring the slick walls and the increasingly stiff meat.

"Hhhhhiiii!" Terriermon flapped his ears and jumped backwards, splashing into the cold water.

"What was that?"

Willis almost had a heart attack when he heard that voice.

"No-nothing!" He turned around to see Davis with a happy Veemon sitting on his head.

"Certainly sounded like something."

"We were practicing diving. Right, Terriermon?"

Terriermon emerged from the lake's embrace, nodding his soaked head. "Yes. I'm teaching Willis how to swim with his ears!" He giggled joyfully and made some quick loops.

"Well then, how about some competition?" Davis asked.

Willis and Terriermon looked at each other and smiled.

"Bring it," they said at the same time.

A wave of relief washed over Willis. Too much weirdness happened today. First, he got butt naked. Then, he got hard in front of Davis, who wrestled and pressed his naked body against his tighter than a lover. After that, Terriermon got curious, and Willis partook in his curiosity by rubbing him.

The blonde boy blinked his azure eyes and smiled. Somehow, he doubted that would be the end of it. He brushed the thoughts away with a vigorous shake of his head and followed Davis. He had several games planned, including races, throw your digimon as higher as you could, and holding your breath underwater.

Willis welcomed the diversity of the challenges. He gave his best and lost every one of them, but he didn't let that dishearten him. Veemon and Terriermon always brightened the mood with their carefree laughter, and Davis had yet another skill he was proficient at: consolation. He knew exactly what joke to say, mending wounds before they even opened.

After their aquatic scuffles, the two humans retrieved their clothes and retreated on a ledge over viewing the lake. The perch offered a sensational view of the forest below. The full moon rose high the sky, hinting close to midnight.

"Ay ay, it's getting somewhat late," Davis said. "We should search for a place and warm ourselves up."

"Right," Willis added. "Any ideas?"

Davis equipped his goggles and looked around. "Nope. We'll have to search for something."

"I can help!" Terriermon lifted his ears.

"Good idea. Veemon, you should go too!"

Veemon nodded happily and hugged Terriermon as he took off the edge. They both laughed and yelped, as the wind carried them towards the lake.

"Something tells me they'll have fun," Davis bumped his remaining companion with a fist.

Willis nodded. "Where should we go?"

"There," Davis pointed between the trees. "I've seen a path when strolling around. Maybe it can lead us to shelter.

The two ventured back into the forest. It took a while to find the path, but it was worth it. The digimon returned from their scouting empty handed, so they remained near their humans. Willis mentioned nothing of Terriermon's curiosity, nor Davis. Tiredness washed away even his merry jokes.

"There!" Willis pointed.

"Whaa?" Davis yawned.

"I think I see a cabin near those tree stumps."

"Lets check it out then."

They walked towards the worn cabin. No lights greeted them from the inside, hinting at an abandoned place. Willis opened the door. Miraculously, it slid right open. The scent of dry wood assaulted their noses once they entered.

The digimon coughed, while Willis looked for some lamps and matches.

"Somebody hasn't cleaned in a while," Davis said, brushing off dust from a table.

"Shelter is shelter..." Willis picked a lamp, ignited it, and checked out the rest of the rooms. The cabin had a living room, kitchen, and a couch with a great view towards a messy hearth.

"There's beds upstairs!" Davis shouted. "Bit dusty though!"

"I'll come right over!" Willis said. He climbed the screeching stairs in a hurry and inspected each of the two bedrooms.

"This is mine, and that is yours," Davis chuckled.

"Why do I get the girl room?" Willis frowned, disappointment showing on his youthful face.

Davis smiled. "Because you're blond and pretty. Don't call me if you need anything."

Willis grumbled and turned around. "Good night to you too," he mumbled to himself when the door closed with a soft click. It wasn't exactly home, but an abandoned cabin was no excuse for grumpiness. He entered his own room and closed the door. It was a small, cozy and intimate place. The windows faced the moonlit forest, and there was a generous amount of space to walk around.

"Sleeeepy," Terriermon whimpered and jumped into the king sized bed.

"I'm tired too," Willis yawned. "But can't sleep without a blanket."

He raided the nearby cabined for that, emerging with a black bear pelt. He threw it over Terriermon and jumped in the bed, squeezing his digimon to his chest.

"Good night, Terriermon."

"Night."

Willis closed his eyes. Images and thoughts from today sailed through his mind. He brushed away his worries over Chocomon, discarded mother's concerns since he had no phone to call her, and shed everything apart from two memories. One led him back to the wrestling and the intense heat rising between the two naked boys, and the other was of Terriermon's tiny cock.

Out of all thoughts, these two stuck with Willis. He tried to brush them off like before, but it was useless. Curiosity chased away his fatigue and quickened his blood. What if...something more happened? Willis imagined himself gripping Davis' erect cock. It was hard. So hard...and warm too. He imagined himself squeezing and tugging on the skin to gently expose the head. It was pink, and it glistened with a transparent sheen. So moist...

Willis gulped. His own cock pressed against his jeans, demanding freedom with each throb. He didn't realize how hard he got until he pressed against the bulge with a hand.

"Chh..."

Terriermon squirmed. Willis closed his eyes, pretending to sleep. The warm pads of a paw touched his fingers. Then another.

"Bad dreams?" Terriermon broke through his fingers and licked him on the nose.

"No. Nothing like that," Willis smiled. "Go back to sleep."

"Ok..."

He took the bait! Willis tried to remain as still as he could, but the heat rising within his crotch made it quite difficult. His exposed head brushed against the fabric of his jeans, summoning tingles of delight. Willis hardened until he felt his cock would almost snap from all that tightness. He had a need for something. A crave that needed satisfied. Only he didn't precisely know what.

Willis squeezed his eyes shut. He counted random numbers, then thought of menial tasks. Nothing worked. He still throbbed and ached down there like a raging beast.

"Willis?"

"It's too warm in here," the boy grumbled. He got off the bed and pulled up his shirt. That came off quite easy, unlike the pesky jeans. Terriermon extended a paw towards the bulge, forcing Willis to step back.

"Please don't touch me there," the boy covered himself.

"Why?"

He prepared a bitter reply, but he gulped it down. He couldn't be mean to his digimon. He just couldn't!

"I..."

"You can tell me, Willis. I know when something bothers you."

"I'm..." Willis swallowed the little moisture he had in his mouth. "I'm hard again..."

He pulled down his pants to reveal his thick length in all its bobbing glory. It jerked up with each throb, caressing the strange pressure dwelling inside Willis's tight crotch.

"Why does it move like that?" Terriermon asked. He walked on the bed, inspecting the engorged cock from all angles.

"I don't know," Willis said. "Can't stop it."

"Can you make it small again?"

"No. I tried everything, and it just..." a sigh escaped his clenched mouth. "I can't do anything. It feels like a fire that...that..."

Terriermon touched the boy's leg. Willis stumbled back into the chair, almost falling in the process.

"Don't touch!"

"I only-"

"Not straight on it. It's already embarrassing that I stand naked before you."

"Don't be silly, Willis. We are partners. We share everything!"

Willis wanted to snap at him. He wanted to be angry and vent his rising frustration on something... but Terriermon was just too cute! He stood there, eyes glistening in the dim light of the lamp, talking in a sweet, curious voice.

"Gah, you're right," Willis walked towards the bed, patting his furred companion on the head. "I shouldn't be like this."

"You need to trust me more, just like I trust you..." Terriermon took a finger and guided it along his body.

Willis enjoyed the caress of his fur until his finger stopped before something warm and leathery. He froze. His first instinct was to pull back, but that meant distrust. Willis swallowed emptily and looked at Terriermon with a mixture of amazement and apprehension.

Terriermon nodded. licking his muzzle with obvious expectation. "Touch me there, like you did before..."

"Wh-why?"

"I want to get big, like you!"

"There's nothing pleasant about this!" Willis pointed at his erection.

"It is!" Terriermon tightened his grip. "It felt so good last time you touched me."

That went for both of them. Terriermon was so wet inside the sheath. How could a male be so warm and wet? Willis found himself attracted by the prospect of sliding inside once again. Of stirring the fleshy rod inside the dripping cavern, and see it grow and expand.

"I...I don't..." Willis tried to voice his words.

"You do," Terriermon pressed his finger onto his sheath. "We share everything, even burdens. You know that."

"But this isn't..."

"Everything, Willis. As equals."

The situation had him quite tied. Willis found himself nodding. His better judgment whispered against this, but that fuzzy feeling inside his head had its own agenda. And that urged Willis to fulfill his curiosities. All of them.

"Alright," Willis gripped the warm sheath between his fingers. "Tell me if anything strange happens."

Terriermon bowed his head in agreement and licked his muzzle expectantly.

Like before, Willis felt for his hidden cock. It was small, hardly noticeable among all the surrounding flesh. Once he found the tip, Willis gripped it with the aid of the sheath and pressed it gently between the slick walls.

"Huff..." Terriermon whimpered.

"What?"

"Feels good. Strangely good..."

That hardened Willis's conviction and quickened his heartbeat. He kept the same gentle pace, while adding a third finger to the entrance. A drop of fluid already sneaked between the pink opening, dripping on the pad of his finger. It was warm and slippery. Without thinking, Willis rubbed it against the furred entrance, then pushed inside the sheath, penetrating the sensitive walls.

Terriermon scratched the mattress, claws gripping on anything they could. He pressed his claws against Willis's arm, moaning softly.

"Good...keep going..."

That's exactly what Willis did. He quickened his strokes a little, matching Terriermon's fast throbs. His cock grew and expanded inside the sheath, pushing against his intruding finger. Willis slid around the tip. He wanted to remain inside as much as he could, yet a harder obstruction dwelled beyond the tip. He felt it as a hard, swollen bump with his two massaging fingers.

"Hrrrrahh..."

"Terriermon!"

He squeezed his eyes and licked his muzzle repeatedly. "So good...so good."

Willis removed his third fingers with a wet squelch and focused on the expanding member. It grew beyond his expectations, and it was so hard! The sheath seemed tiny compared to the monster expanding within. It got even harder than him, and surged with power and lust. Willis applied more pressure. He squeezed and tugged on the sheath, pulling it back a little.

Terriermon pushed himself forward with a strange cry. His sheath tensed, stretching to its limits. The tip of the member emerged through the entrance, pointing forward like a spear. It was blood red and covered with veins. Willis couldn't hold himself back. He touched the tip, earning a quick spurt of hot fluid on his skin.

"You-you spat!" He said, amazed.

"I...pressure...something is coming."

"What?! Willis drawled.

"Intense...Can't...hold it...back..." Terriermon replied between bared fangs. His claws dug their tips into Willis's skin, and his feet trembled with strain.

"What's happening?"

"I'm about to..."

"About to what?"

He yowled and thrust forward with a feral cry. The whole bump popped out of the sheath with a wet, slimy plop. Willis gasped. That thing was huge, and it was aiming right at his half opened mouth.

"Aaaaaahhhhh!" Terriermon cried out with pure bliss, unleashing the pressing burden he carried inside that hardened bulge.

He shot something. Something milky and clear. Willis had no time to even blink. The rope of goo splashed right between the eyes. The warmth surprised him, but he had no time to ponder. The second jet took him near the chin, then straight inside his mouth.

"Tight...so tight and warm...." Terriermon whimpered as his cock throbbed and spat its essence on his partner's face.

Willis closed his eyes against the assault. Whatever Terriermon released wasn't urine. It tasted sweet and unique. Swallowing, he put a hand before the erupting tip, allowing the fluid to splash against his hand. Drops trailed across his skin, wetting the mattress with gooey dribbles.

It seemed such a waste. Without thinking, Willis removed his hand and took the tip inside his mouth. Terrmermon cried again, louder than before. Scalding jets splashed against Willis's obstructive tongue, filling his mouth with delicious streams of sweetness. Terriermon pushed and moaned, rubbing himself against anything he could. Willis pulled back. He didn't want to choke or hurt Terriermon with his teeth, so he suckled on the throbbing tip, enjoying the fleshy texture as much as the hot reward leaving its spasming length. Each gulp flared his own desire, sending his raging cock into rock hard spasms.

"Too much," Willis coughed as he pulled back. Terriermon said nothing. He dropped on his back, clutching his throbbing cock between his forepaws. He pressed and milked his knot, whimpering every time a strong jet shot through his arrow-like tip.

Willis watched, aroused and fascinated by the sight presented in front of him. The way he throbbed and released was enthralling! Every muscle participated in the release. Toes clenched and relaxed, the member bobbed and pulsated, and the spheres below it were tightly squeezed above the clenching hole above them. The way it convulsed and kneaded around itself made Willis think of only one thing.

Mounting. He wanted to thrust and seek shelter into that tight, puckered hole. But why? Why did he want to pierce and thrust?

Willis shook his head. He felt so hot and fuzzy. Rationality left his mind, leaving behind only a raging, heated lust. Images of sex appeared inside his mind. They were vague and obscure; glimpses he saw from movies or dreamed late at night.

"What...what is happening to me?" Willis moaned as he licked his lips. The sight and the smells aroused him to no end. He gripped his cock and squeezed, gasping at the intense pleasure rushing through his crotch.

"Aaaah!" he moaned, sliding closer towards the tip. Beads of lubrication squeezed between his squirming walls, dripping from his crimson tip. Willis took his head inside his palm and rubbed the lubrication around. Throbs of pleasure assaulted him, making him cry like a wounded pup. It felt so good. So hot...

He bit back the intense pleasure as Terriermon released another string high into the air.

"Terriermon..." Willis whispered.

"More....more..." the digimon cried, pressing his inflated knot.

Willis jumped on the bed and crouched on all fours. He walked over to his companion, bowed his head and slurped his squirming tip. Hot, sticky fluid greeted his tongue. He bobbed his head up and down, suckling on it briefly before he pulled back with a moan.

"I have a better idea," he licked the semen off his lips and positioned his squirming cock next to Terriermon's clenching tailhole. The digimon looked at him and nodded. He wanted more, and so did Willis.

He first pressed his tip against the entrance. Intense warmth pressed against his tip. Willis tightened and groaned. The caress of the hungry ring of muscles felt better than anything he imagined. He pushed softly inside the hot embrace, gasping as the muscle massages his tip with a lewd squelch.

He couldn't last. The fire within his crotch pressed harder, heating the blood in his veins.

"I'm...I'm going to push deeper." Willis whimpered.

Moans and soft cries were the only reply he got. With a soft push of his loins, Willis pressed against the clenching muscles...

...and found himself inside the hottest and tighter embrace he ever experienced. Strong muscles pressed and suckled from all sides. Breath stuck in his throat. The pleasure became so intense he coughed. His cock throbbed and hardened, sliding deeper into the squirming mess.

"Huuufffff!" Terriermon cried, while Willis released his own moan. He couldn't last. It was too much, and the stinging pressure building above his tightening ballsack scared him.

"Going to...going to get out," Willis said, pushing against the oppressive grip. But he couldn't. The embrace was too strong, and his instinct urged him to push deeper. Overcome with wild lust, Willis sank deeper into the sweltering sanctuary. His tip itched with fiery tingles. Willis tightened. He felt a sliver of liquescence travel across his length, leaving his tip with in a strong spurt.

"Haah!" Willis fell on top of Terriermon. He didn't pee. Peeing never felt so good. It was something else. The same something that raged and pushed inside his overly tight crotch.

Willis pushed deeper, sliding in all the way to his squirming balls. Terriermon howled. He released the grip on his erratic member, allowing it to splash its burden all over Willis's face and chest. The boy squeezed his eyes shut and braved the pelting fluid.

So hot...so hot. But it didn't compare to the tight insides squeezing his cock. Willis drew back, then thrust again, gasping with raw delight. This is what he had to do. Rub himself in and out until all the pestering pleasure leaked out.

Tightening his jaw, Willis picked up his pace. He thrust inside his digimon, causing both of them to squirm and moan. Terriermon guided Willis's hand to his cock, then begged him to squeeze. When he did, the ring of muscles around his penetrating cock squeezed tighter than ever. Willis cried out as his vision was clouded by sparkling stars. Intense pleasure washed over him like a wave, stealing all his senses. He knew nothing aside from the raging throbs of his cock and the moist cavity he braved. He had to go deeper and faster. Had to spill his burden...

Willis increased his pace. For every thrust, he squeezed, forcing Terriermon's muscles into a vice grip. Those felt the best against his exposed tip. Willis summoned them only when he sunk all the way in, enjoying the sweltering grip across his entire length. He pounded his digimon with lust and crave until the resistance under his crotch finally shattered.

Willis held his breath. His cock hardened tighter than ever. It remained completely still while a snake of molten delight rushed across its rock-hard length. Willis didn't know what it was, only how good it felt. His hands shook and his knees trembled in the wake of the erupting pleasure. Never had he felt something so good. Tears rushed out of Willis's eyes as the slithering warmth filled his muscles. His whole body tightened for this moment.

"It's-It's coming" Willis gasped, biting on his lip. It was too intense. Too strong.

"Can't keep inside. Can't-"

He yelped, tightening harder than ever. The surge reached his flaring tip, and with a single, bursting cry, Willis erupted.

"Haaaaaaw!"He pushed deep inside Terriermon as his muscles convulsed, sending out a thick rope of pure arousal. Willis dropped on the bed, toes curling under the debilitating pleasure. He tightened and spat against his accord, spurting out strong jets of a gooey, rich fluid. Each throb pressed tight against his crotch, summoning waves of mind numbing pleasure.

Terriermon too squeezed and howled. The hot spurts splashed deep inside him, triggering his own intense release. The hungry muscles milked Willis for every drop, and he willingly gave up every drop of his burden. He thrust quickly and eratically, rubbing his oversensitive tip inside Terriermon's flooded walls. The liquid warmth felt so good, and it only kept coming, spurred by the thick blanket surrounding his member.

Willis kept thrusting, his movement getting wetter and louder with every push. Drops of white, creamy fluid leaked under his tightening sack, caressing his balls with gentle warmth. He spurt and spat, emptying himself inside Terriermon until the blazing warmth was reduced to mere trickles.

"Feels so hot..." Terriermon moaned. "Can you do it again?"

Willis panted. His body was covered in sweat, and his cock lost its strength. He slid out easily, eyes widening at the thick fluid gushing out of Terriermon's squirming tailhole. It was all over Willis's cock, dripping from his tip like milky honey.

"What is that?" Terriermon asked.

"I don't know," Willis said. "I think I made it."

"How?"

"Dunno. But it felt so good!" He licked his lips, blushing at the raw ecstasy he felt mere moments ago.

Terriermon crawled towards Willis and gave his soaked cock a quick lick.

The boy hissed. The touch felt different now that his cock got smaller.

"It's sweet!" Terriermon said joyfully. He wanted to catch another lick until Willis pushed him away.

"Not there. It's sensitive," he pointed at the bulged head.

"Around then?"

He said nothing.

"Pleeease?"

Willis finally nodded. He sat on his back, flaccid cock against his lower belly as Terriermon's tongue washed over his shaft and balls. The warmth and slickness of his fleshy tongue felt delightfully naughty around his privates.

"I should return the favor," Willis pushed his head under Terriermon's belly. The digimon kicked and laughed while the boy's tongue played around his dripping tailhole. Willis suckled on the thick fluid. It had a strange consistency and bizarre flavor, but he liked the exotic feeling of it. He played the goo around his mouth, tasting its unique fragrance before swallowing it.

"There," he said, scooping the digimon and placing him on his chest. "All clean now."

Terriermon giggled and nuzzled into Willis's neck, hugging him with his fluffy ears.

"I love you," he said excitedly.

"I...I love you too," Willis said. He was slightly surprised by the sudden confession, but he didn't need that fuzzy feeling to recognize the truth. He always loved and cared for Terriermon. What they did now was merely a consolidation of the bond growing between them.

Smiling, Willis hugged his dearest and pulled the furred blanket over them both.

"Don't tell Davis of any of this."

"Mhmmm," Terriermon nodded sleepily."

"It's going to be our little secret."

"Little...secret..." he yawned.

Willis smiled. He closed his eyes and drifted to sleep filled with love and happiness.