Flamedramon grabbed his mask as he passed through the kitchen. While going up the stairs, he could hear Digitamamon doing his end-of-night checks. Making sure the doors were locked, the fridges and freezers closed, and the like. Flamedramon headed up the stairs, following the trail of scent left by two excruciatingly horny Cyberdramon. Flamedramon couldn’t help feeling a twinge of pride; both at how attractive they found a Flamedramon, and how skilled he was at arousing and teasing males. 

Though, ironically, calling it pride was, in a way, humility. In truth, Flamedramon didn’t want to be the best, or crave worship for his skill. He just wanted to make men feel good. Better than good. Flamedramon was a toy, a tool. Being used, doing the best he was capable of, adding more pleasure to the world. That was all he desired.  

When he entered the bedroom, they were waiting for him. One Cyberdramon that wanted to use a new toy. And one Cyberdramon that was becoming infatuated. Who was finally meeting someone that shared that spark, that desire, that made Flamedramon so good at this job. 

The two Cyberdramon were easy to differentiate after their talk earlier. Being digimon twins, their data sync made them nearly physically identical. Between a rubber suit covering nearly every inch of their body, and a silver mask covering their face, every visible detail was the same. But the one sitting on the edge of the bed, legs spread, bulging rubber proudly displayed. Casually looking around the room, impatiently waiting to fuck. Ace. 

Zed was standing, arms crossed over his chest. His head was downturned in thought, analyzing his performance downstairs. Thinking how he could win a contest of strength when their stats were identical. Which of them would be bigger. Zed’s thoughts might as well be projected above him for Flamedramon to read.

Both their attention turned to Flamedramon when he set his mask on a nightstand near the door. He looked between the two, making sure to give each his turn of ‘eye contact’, spare the mask covering their faces. 

“I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long.” Flamedramon rumbled in his sultry tone. 

“Of course not.” Zed piped quickly, arms lowering to his sides. Ace just shrugged, a lecherous grin on his muzzle. Between the crotch bulge and grin, it was impossible to miss how horny the mon was. Horny, and a touch drunk. 

“Excellent. The next contest is… hm…” Flamedramon feigned indecision, looking between the two again. This time, down at their groins. “… Must be getting pretty soaked in those suits huh? Rubber doesn’t really breathe.” 

Ace snorted and lolled his head back. Zed flushed a little, though Flamedramon wasn’t sure if it was in reaction to the teasing, his brother’s impatience, or both. 

“We’ll do the attack power. Let your slits stew just a little longer.” Flamedramon rumbled lustily, winking at Ace when he looked back up. Flamedramon’s tongue traced his lips as he eyed Ace. Ace licked his lips in return. A steamy puff of breath left the champion level’s muzzle. He pushed up and stood, nodding. 

“Whatever you want… Just want my claws on those slim blue hips…” Ace growled lustily. 

Flamedramon kept speaking as he made his way to the restroom. 

“You seem pretty sure you’re going to win huh?” he asked while grabbing one of his bulbous, flame-patterned gauntlets. He turned back to the bedroom, returning as he slid his right arm into the armor. 

“Yeah… Zed’s a softy.” Ace growled, grinning over to his brother. “And even if I lose… Won’t mind wrapping my claws around those blue horns. Win-win really.” 

Flamedramon snorted, operating the claws of his gauntlet and securing the fit. “Guess you won’t mind going first then? A cyber nail attack should be sufficient.” Flamedramon mused, lifting his arm. He pointed his gauntlet at Ace, spreading the claws fully open, his elbow slightly bent. 

There went all the confidence and bravado, Ace just going still for a moment. 

“… I was just going to punch, not …” Ace faltered. 

“You do not want to disappoint Flamedramon.” Digitamamon suggested, making his way to the bed. He climbed up on it, carrying a large drink in one hand. When Ace looked over, he continued, “Seriously. If he says use an attack, do it. And don’t pull your punches.” The egg took a sip of his drink, yellow eyes peering at Ace. 

“Just some friendly advice.” Digitamamon finished, just as he was sitting back against the headboard to watch the show. 

“… You know it’s a data disrupting move, right?” Ace questioned. He was balking, over-thinking. Flamedramon could understand; if they had only become a Cyberdramon recently, regulating attack power could be difficult. 

Flamedramon turned just a few degrees, pointing his gauntlet at Zed instead. 

“Cyber nail. Everything you’ve got.” Flamedramon rumbled. 

Zed reared back and lifted his arm, bearing his claws. “Cyber nail.” He snarled, activating the attack data within his program. Flamedramon watched curiously, eyeing the purple digital energy building in Zed’s paw and claws. They slashed downward, Flamedramon catching the attack right in the center of his gauntlet. The purple energy broke apart, dissolving against the gauntlet and fading away. 

“Good boy.” Flamedramon cooed to Zed. The Cyberdramon was still holding his claws to the gauntlet, frozen at the end of his attack. He suddenly pulled his hand away, loosing a low sigh as he stepped back to make way for Ace. 

Ace stepped forward and lifted his claw, just as Zed had. “Cyber nail.” he growled, his pride smothered by his brother’s boldness. His bared claws glowed purple, building digital energy just as Zed’s had. Ace slashed down, Flamedramon catching the attack just as he had for Zed. Again, the purple energy fizzled away against the gauntlet. 

“Was that really giving it your all?” Flamedramon jeered playfully, drawing his arm back.

 Ace nodded a little, stepping back to stand beside his brother again. “It was my maximum attack power.”

Flamedramon slid his gauntlet back off, setting it aside on a dresser. 

“Well we know who won that round.” Digitamamon laughed. He quickly hushed himself at the slightest glance from Flamedramon. He played it off, bringing his drink to his shell window, black muzzle extending from the shell to sip. 

“Data sync. Our attack power is identical.” Ace rumbled, without looking to the egg digimon. Digitamamon just gave a quiet ‘mmm’ in response, resuming his role as voyeur. 

Flamedramon approached his soon-to-be-lovers, a paw extending towards each of the Cyberdramon’s groin. He squeezed and massaged both of the twin’s groins, kneading the bulge behind the rubber. Both had certainly extended from their slits; at least, in part. Flamedramon could feel the distinct shaft shape even through the thick rubber armor. 

“Mmm, finally… my favorite part of this competition.” Flamedramon teased while going down to his knees. The position put his head barely below the crotch level of the Cyberdramon twins. Closer, he could see the seam in the rubber, black metal teeth fitting together in a zipper. Near the top hung a small black loop, indistinguishable from the armor from more than a couple feet away. 

Zed reached out and caressed Flamedramon’s horn while the fire digimon worked. Both of the brothers scooted closer, turning partially toward one another. Flamedramon felt his tail swish as his horn was teased, another favorite of his. He hooked a claw of each paw into the black loops and pulled down. The zippers parted with a wet, slick sound; the stretching sound of industrial rubber; and the faint ‘zzzp’ of zipper teeth separating. 

Not even half way down each of the rubber suits began oozing fluids. A mixture of sweat and pre, slimy and hot. The scents punched Flamedramon right in the snout, intense musk proper of a champion level Digimon and salty sweat that stewed behind the rubber suit. He couldn’t keep back a little groan as he breathed it in, the air suddenly so much more humid. The musk of another ‘dramon so familiar, rich, but distinct from his own.

As he kept pulling, the Cyberdramon each groaned in relief. As the zipper got to the bottom, the armor suit’s rubber lips behind it spread, both of the Digimon’s cocks pushing up and out into freedom. They were drenched in the slick mixture within the suit. The same fluids that were dribbling out of the suits, onto the floor. 

“How unique.” Flamedramon admired, eyeing side to side. Behind the black rubber, the Cyberdramon’s flesh was a light gray, matching the muzzle visible under their masks. Likely their whole bodies, though Flamedramon would need to remove all their armor to confirm it. What was unique was their shafts pushing free. Indeed, he had felt slits earlier, and shafts now. Their balls were internal, as his were. Their slits were flushed and swollen, taking on a faint purple hue to the gray. Unexpectedly, the shaft that slipped out from the slit was humanoid, like Digitamamon. Foreskin swathed the glans of each cock, a little further past the tip on Zed’s than Ace’s. 

“Mmm, same thing when we’re Strikedramon. Monodramon have a dragonoid shaft, though.” Zed rumbled, his fingers playing at the tip of Flamedramon’s horn. 

Ace was clearly more eager, more of his shaft pushed free, thicker and standing straighter than Zed’s. A shudder passed through Ace’s body when Flamedramon’s soft paw wrapped around the shaft, squeezing it and making the foreskin bunch up. 

“Well, we’ll just have to get these hard to compare, won’t we….” he rumbled, leaning toward Zed. He started stroking Ace with his paw, feeling more shaft slip free, hot and slick from the slit. He pushed his muzzle into Zed’s shaft, drinking a deep sniff before engulfing the end of the shaft. He sucked gently, hot pre flooding his muzzle from inside the foreskin.

Flamedramon sat back, making an ‘mmmh’ sound as he swallowed, licking his lips. His free paw replaced his muzzle, squeezing and stroking Zed while Flamedramon leaned over toward Ace. He began stroking Zed while sucking on Ace’s tip, getting another dose of slick pre. A bit less than Zed, the flavor a little blander. 

Flamedramon sat back on his ankles, stroking both shafts with his hands. The brothers had gotten hard fast, both the shafts throbbing and flexing in Flamedramon’s grip. They were thick enough that Flamedramon’s thumb didn’t meet his fingertips. Each pulsed with powerful throbs. Flamedramon could feel the blood rushing through the engorged shafts. Now that they were fully hard, the glans of each shaft showed, outlined, through the swath of foreskin shrouding it. 

Their thickness was the same, but it was clear to the twins and Flamedramon alike. Ace was longer, just a half inch or so. His foreskin had peeled back, where the tip of his purple glans was just peeking free. 

Zed’s shaft was just a touch shorter, but the tip of his shaft was still hidden, a little overhang of foreskin still past the tip. If Flamedramon were to count the acropothsion, they’d be tied. 

Flamedramon stood up once more, still holding and teasing the shafts. They lay in his palm, up along his wrist and forearm, monstrous as the shafts’ bearers. Flamedramon gave Ace a firm squeeze, looking to the larger brother. 

“Tail’s all yours. There’s lube in the bathroom.  Choose something real slick for this monster.” Flamedramon rumbled, squeezing again. 

“Fuck yeah.” Ace growled out, the scent of alcohol still hot on his breath. He quickly moved around Flamedramon, pulling his dick free from the fire dragon’s paw. 

Once Ace had ducked into the bathroom, Flamedramon looked up to Zed. He reached a hand up, his thumb pushing at Zed’s lips. The Cyberdramon obediently parted them, letting Flamedramon’s thumb in. The blue dragon pressed his thumb down, behind Zed’s teeth, a finger pushing up under Zed’s chin. Using his grip, he pulled the Cyberdramon down, and down, until their lips were just an inch apart, separated by Flamedramon’s hand. 

“Ace doesn’t need to know… But you won all three rounds. I said size contest, never said I wanted bigger… and this…” He squeezed Zed’s dick, still held in his other paw. Flamedramon angled it down a little, stepping closer, letting the tip push at his slit. 

“This is one amazing cock… I’m dying to smell it more… I love how it tastes… and I want to feel your cum pouring down my throat.”

Zed was flushed along his jaw, just visible under his mask. His heart had sped up, and his cock was even stiffer, vasculature clear over its surface, throbbing almost violently in Flamedramon’s grasp. 

“Ace seemed really set on my ass, so I’ll make him happy, even if he lost… you don’t mind making me happy, right?” Flamedramon whispered, lips brushing Zed’s. 

Zed almost whimpered, shaking his head no within the limits of Flamedramon’s grip on his jaw. Zed’s breath was so fast now, his pulse racing. Flamedramon finally let his thumb slip free of Zed’s mouth. He moved his hand up, behind the Cyberdramon’s head, and pulled his head down. Their muzzles interlocked, tongues entwining, engaging in a passionate battle as they shared breath. Flamedramon could feel the tip grinding roughly into his slit, smearing the swath of silky foreskin up and down along it. At one powerful push, Flamedramon felt it shoot pre hard enough that some passed into his slit rather than on it. That earned an exceptional groan into the kiss, Flamedramon’s tail hiking at the pleasure. 

Flamedramon lost track of time as Zed’s tongue wrestled against his own. Zed’s tongue was aggressive, coiling and dominating Flamedramon’s tongue, Zed’s tongue gradually invading deeper into Flamedramon’s mouth. Zed’s hands cupped Flamedramon’s ass, dragging the smaller dragon up against him. Flamedramon’s feet left the floor as he slid against Zed’s chest and stomach, the rubber separating their hot flesh. Flamedramon could feel Zed’s shaft between his thighs, up against his taint and under tail. He was grinding and thrusting against Flamedramon while their muzzles worked even deeper together. 

It matched everything Flamedramon had read in Zed. Aggressive, passionate, powerful. He was gentle and loving when he should be. But he was also rough when it was called for. The kind of lover that could leave Flamedramon satisfied, no matter what mood the fire dragon was in. 

Flamedramon was so lost in the kiss it was a surprise to feel a hand under his tail. Flamedramon had to swallow as Zed’s tongue pushed into his throat, making Flamedramon’s toes curl and lips tense against Zed’s. Flamedramon peeked one eye open, spotting the edges of Ace’s wings behind him. The other Cyberdramon’s hand had slid between Zed’s cock and Flamedramon’s tail. The claws were coated in a thick, slick, jelly that he smeared around Flamedramon’s back door.

The hand retreated for a moment, only to return with more lubricant.  Flamedramon groaned into the kiss again as two claws worked inside of him, spreading the lubricant into his tail pipe. Zed continued kissing, his hands kneading as they held Flamedramon’s ass spread for Ace’s fingers. On the next trip, a third of the thick Cyberdramon claws slipped in with the first two, stretching Flamedramon a bit wider than Guilmon had earlier. 

“That oughta do it…” Ace growled, fingers pushing in and out slickly. 

Zed broke the kiss, leaving with a last lick to Flamedramon’s lips. He panted into the smaller digimon’s face, growling lustily as his brother had. 

“I am going to destroy that throat of yours…” He promised Flamedramon, nuzzling down to the blue dragon’s neck. Flamedramon shivered, legs tensing as a hot tongue dragged along his throat, flicking off the edge of his jaw. 

Flamedramon shivered again as he slid downward. Zed was gently lowering him, the Cyberdramon’s large cock sliding up along Flamedramon’s taint, slit, shaft, and belly. Flamedramon was a little surprised to see his cock was halfway out, a mess of pre left on Zed’s rubber stomach armor. As Flamedramon finally stood on his own, Zed released Flamedramon’s ass and stood up proper. 

Standing made his slick cock slide up past Flamedramon’s cock, the tip finally jumping up and smacking Flamedramon in the chin. The dragon snorted, grabbing the cock with both hands, squeezing it. He leaned in and kissed its tip, tongue slipping in and swirling under the foreskin for one brief tease. When he stood, a bridge of saliva and pre linked lips to cock. It broke as he looked over his shoulder, eyeing Ace. Zed’s twin was staring down at Flamedramon with such raw lust and hunger.

The smaller dragon grinned and rumbled, “Nice choice on the lube. Hey Zed…” he turned back, looking forward and up again, “You mind bringing two of those rectangle platforms over here, and stacking them? And one of the pillows too.” Flamedramon cooed with saccharine sweetness, knowing it was totally unnecessary. But the blush he got from under Zed’s mask was worth it. 

Zed glanced the way Flamedramon gestured, over to a corner of the large room. There was an ensemble of sex furniture. Ramps, cubes, platforms, half-moons and others. A collection worthy of a mon who fucked such a variety of sized and shaped digimon.

Flamedramon turned around as Zed passed by him. His paws came up and gripped on Ace’s shaft. One just under the head, his thumb teasing Ace’s frenulum through his foreskin. The other slipped down along the slick shaft, all the way to the rubber suit, and past it. His fingers teased along Ace’s slit, thumb above the cock, fingers beneath it. The way Zed’s breathing tightened was a dead giveaway. To Flamedramon’s delight, it appeared Cyberdramon slit was just as sensitive as his own. 

“I don’t usually have to ask this, but…” Flamedramon kept teasing Ace’s slit with one hand, while the other lifted the length toward his lips. The tip was oozing pre copiously. Probably due to the slit stimulation, Flamedramon reasoned. He kissed the tip, sucking gently on it, swiping his tongue into Ace’s tighter foreskin. The cyber dragon roughly grabbed Flamedramon’s horns as Flamedramon sunk his tongue deeper, stretching the tight covering that pressed his tongue into the glans beneath it. The clawed mitts squeezed down, shaking as they held Flamedramon’s horns. 

When Flamedramon came back up, all he could smell and taste was Ace, despite Zed being stronger in both categories. 

“You’re … damn near my limit, big guy.” Flamedramon kept up the sweet voice. While he spoke, his paw gripped behind Ace’s glans. He squeezed gently, starting to stroke downward. He watched as Ace’s darker gray foreskin peeled back slowly, the purple glans so plump it bulged out as it was released from its cover.

“I’m going to need you to go slow at first… Once I’m ready I’ll give you the thumbs up.” Flamedramon continued, watching the cock with such lustful intent, knowing it would soon be taking up so much space within him. The foreskin quickly slid and got stuck back behind the glans, the crown swelling at the rim. 

“Mmh…” Flamedramon murmured, pausing his request. He pushed his muzzle to the juicy, purple cockhead, sniffing deeply. He engulfed it, sucking and swirling his tongue around it again. The right paw on his horn squeezed harder, thepaw twisting it a little. Flamedramon slipped back off, swallowing pre before looking up. 

Ace’s jaw was hanging open, his steamy breathing heavy. Flamedramon gave his sweetest smile upward, cooing, “Can you do that for me, big guy?” Flamedramon squeezed with his paw, the other giving another stroke along Ace’s slit. Pre shot out of the cock, coating Flamedramon’s chin to chest. 

“Yeah, I got ya little thing. Nice and slow ‘til you’re taking it all and give me thumbs up.” Ace slurred between the alcohol and lust. Impressive in his own way, holding himself back from pinning and railing Flamedramon right there. 

“Damn you’re good.” Flamedramon lauded, leaning back down to suck on Ace’s cock more. Ace started to lazily thrust against Flamedramon’s muzzle, keeping it slow so he wouldn’t get too close too fast. While Flamedramon worked on Ace he listened to Zed work. The ‘thunk’ of one platform being set, then the ‘k-thunk’ of the second stacking atop it and locking into place. At the second, Flamedramon lifted off the cock, having to swallow far more copious a load of pre. 

“Mmmh, tastes as good as it is big…” he praised, only a mild exaggeration, before pulling his fingers away from Ace’s slit. His fingers were drenched in the slick lubricant. He brought them to his muzzle, licking them clean, glancing up. Ace was watching. Flamedramon made a show of licking the slit fluids from his fingers as he turned to check Zed’s work. 

The platforms were a bit longer and wider than Flamedramon’s torso. Atop them rest a pillow, just as Flamedramon had requested. Zed was waiting at the end near the pillow, watching Flamedramon. He was looking just as hungry as Ace. 

“Thank your sweetie.” Flamedramon purred to Zed as he hopped onto, then arranged himself, on the platform. He got to all fours, where his feet hung off one of the narrow ends, his head hovered past the other, placing his muzzle right under Zed’s cock. Flamedramon supported his chest with the pillow, barely getting situated before paws grabbed him from behind. One had his ass, a thumb near his tail hole. His ass was spread as another paw grabbed his tail, pushing and pinning it up against his back. Needy, feral breathing hovered over his back as the fat tip of Ace’s cock against his entrance. 

Flamedramon’s mouth gaped open and a groan poured out as the fat tip forcefully spread him wide. Far wider than Guilmon had earlier, and still further than the three claws had earlier. Flamedramon reached out and grabbed Zed’s hips. He pulled the Cyberdramon closer, muzzle sliding along the belly of Zed’s cock. Right down to the rubber suit, then into the gaping passage made by the zipper. He pressed his lips to Zed’s slit, just under his cock, and started to lick and kiss eagerly on it. He used it to muffle the struggled grunting and groaning the cock under his tail was forcing him to make. 

Zed seemed just as sensitive there as Ace, a paw quick to land on Flamedramon’s back. The other hooked under, stroking claws along Flamedramon’s throat and jaw. He pushed and ground with his hips, smearing his slit to Flamedramon’s slit and forcing his snout tip in just a little. 

In the background, Flamedramon could hear the soft panting of his mate, the wet sounds of Digitamamon masturbating. He figured it must have been quite a sight, Zed’s cock laying over his head and neck, Ace’s steadily sinking into him, each inch extending the bulge further up his belly. What Flamedramon couldn’t see was the brothers fist bumping over him, only noticing their hands reposition on his body. 

“Nice.” Ace snarled, his arm wrapped around Flamedramon’s side. His paw was exploring along the bulge there, feeling it get steadily longer as he sunk in. 

“About halfway.” He grunted. 

Another involuntary groan escaped Flamedramon. He already had a dull ache of taking something bigger than he should. But he was here to fulfill fantasies, not to be comfortable. He licked his tongue deep into Zed before pushing against the platform with his paws. His tongue pulled from the slit, dragging along the belly of Zed’s cock. He simultaneously sunk himself further down Ace’s shaft, an act Ace was all too eager to help with. He pressed forward, Flamedramon taking more and more of the impressive gray shaft. 

Both of Ace’s hands gripped Flamedramon’s hips, just at the top of his thigh. A small grunt and thrust hilted Ace in him, the act yanking Flamedramon back so his lips were at Zed’s cock tip. 

Flamedramon couldn’t contain a small ‘nngh’ sound as he felt the shaft so deep inside his body. He could hear Digitamamon mumble “Digi-gods…” off on the bed. Seeing a mon take a cock that large, in comparison to body size, was surely a rare sight. Even if Flamedramon was one who provided such sights, it had been a good while. And it was always impressive no matter how many times Digitamamon had seen it. 

Ace rest a hand on the small of Flamedramon’s back, hand stroking up toward his shoulders. “You doing alright there?” He growled. His voice dripped with barely-restrained lust, his desire to get to proper fucking clear. 

“Yup… just a sec…” Flamedramon panted out, feeling like the shaft were in his chest, pushing the air from his lungs. He nodded a little, but didn’t give a thumbs up just yet. He opened his eyes, finding Zed’s cock had strayed from his muzzle. It was off to the side from Zed leaning over. The Cyberdramon was staring down at Flamedramon’s bulging torso, his expression of awe clear even with his mask. 

Flamedramon turned his snout and licked out, his tongue tip flicking against Zed’s foreskin. Zed turned back to see a grinning Flamedramon. 

“You’re supposed to be doing that to me too, you know. Going to make your dick tips touch inside me?” he huffed, speaking breathily from the strain he was in. 

Zed moved back in front of Flamedramon properly, growling. “Fuck yeah… Going to do my best to.” He jammed his tip against Flamedramon’s lips, a single hand easily palming the back of Flamedramon’s head. “Double tap to the hip to breath, right?”

“I knew you were a good boy,” a brief pause, then he continued, “Slow thrusting’s okay.” Flamedramon mumbled it all against the cock on his lips, muffling his speech, but both Cyberdramon clearly got the message. Ace acted immediately, withdrawing what felt like far too much cock. When he pushed back in, Flamedramon could tell it was only a quarter or so of his length. Even then, Flamedramon felt every tiny movement, shift, and stretch of his insides. 

An amused snort almost left Flamedramon’s nostrils. The idea of Ace pushing and smearing Guilmon’s cum even deeper than it had been planted popped into Flamedramon’s mind, and almost got a laugh from him. Instead, distracting himself from the discomfort and amusement at the red rookie, Flamedramon got to work on the front end. Flamedramon engulfed the tip of Zed’s dick, sucking on the overhang and pushing his tongue inside it. He did his own, miniature, version of what Ace was doing to him; his tongue making a visible bulge in Zed’s foreskin, pushing all the way back to just past the glans, the deepest point of Zed’s foreskin. His tongue slipped around right, Flamedramon watching as the bulge disappeared around one side. He hit frenulum, the bulge swirling around the other way. 

The flavor was like a wave of spice along Flamedramon’s tongue, constantly renewing with every motion and lick. The hand on the back of his head gripped tighter, claws carefully tucked against his skin. Zed pushed his hips forward. Flamedramon held his lips tight, making Zed’s foreskin peel back as his cock pushed in. It slid back smoothly, far less tight than Ace’s hand been. Zed angled downward, pushing his cock head right over Flamedramon’s tongue, smearing it deeper until it was fully unsheathed and within Flamedramon’s muzzle. 

“Taste as good as you hoped?” He growled, rocking his hips just enough to smear his cock tip from the front to back of Flamedramon’s muzzle, using Flamedramon’s tongue as a toy to grind on. 

“Even better.” Flamedramon groaned out, muffled and slurred around the shaft between his lips. “Love it.” He added, followed by a distinct suck and swallow, making the flavor fill his muzzle once more. 

“Fuck yeah you do… Deep breath now…” Zed huffed. His hand slid off Flamedramon’s head, grabbing his horns instead. Zed had enough experience that he knew Flamedramon should control the angle of his head and neck, to Flamedramon’s delight. 

The slick glans slid forward along his tongue again. Flamedramon did as he was told, breathing deep as he could. Then his airway was blocked off as a fat digi-cock jammed into his throat. There was a faint gag as it first hit, Flamedramon subduing anything further. Zed went right for it, leaning forward, casting a shadow over Flamedramon. He drove forward with his hips, forcing Flamedramon to swallow inch after inch of Cyberdramon cock. 

Flamedramon hadn’t told Zed to be gentle, and it showed. The cock was stuffed down his throat with abandon, without consideration for the throat that stretched taut around it. Flamedramon kept swallowing, his throat muscles rippling along the shaft rather than fighting the intrusion. Flamedramon soon had a bulge down his throat to match the one in his lower stomach. As his muzzle tip sunk into the shadows inside Zed’s rubber armor, Flamedramon lifted one paw to give a thumbs up to Ace. 

“zgoms;;u” Ace groaned behind Flamedramon, pulling halfway out. He bucked hard into the smaller dragon, pulled out, and thrust a few good hard times before he stopped. Ace was shivering, his claws digging at Flamedramon’s hips. Flamedramon thought he was already cumming, but he didn’t feel the rush of heat he associated with it. 

“Fuck.” Ace muttered again, huffing. “Gettin’ close back here.”

Flamedramon shut his eyelids tightly to fight back the tears from his throat being stretched. He had expected Ace to be pretty fast after all the teasing. Both of them, really. Which would give him a great chance to recover before round two. 

“You’ve always been fast.” Zed snarl-laughed over Flamedramon, pulling his hips back. He shoved in again, a loud ‘glk!’ as he hilted, matching Flamedramon’s torso tensing. Zed started to steadily hump into Flamedramon’s mouth. It wa smoother and slower than Ace was, but the power was just the same. Flamedramon did his best to participate, his tongue wiggling along the belly of Zed’s cock as it slid in and out. It’s all he could do, with the size of the two Cyberdramon. Right now Flamedramon was just a fuck toy, a double-ended cock sleeve for the twins, and it thrilled him.

A shiver passed through Flamedramon as Ace pulled back and thrust in, starting to fuck him rougher than before. The feel of pre squirting out of his shaft made Flamedramon realize he was fully hard. Ace wasn’t too far off claiming they’d make him cum from fucking him, but Flamedramon was practiced enough to handle it. He could hold back for his lover, who was edging on the bed to Flamedramon was being used. 

Flamedramon started to feel fuzzy. He was just about to tap at Zed’s hip when Ace groaned out over him. 

“Fuck, gonna cum.” He panted, hot saliva dripping at Flamedramon’s tail base and lower back. Flamedramon kept his position, even as his lungs burned for air. He felt Ace erratically thrust against him, his tempo lost in orgasmic bliss. He slammed in, shoving Flamedramon forward until his muzzle hit Zed’s groin. Heat filled Flamedramon’s insides as Ace released. The brash brother pulled back and thrust in, a second shot emptying deep into Flamedramon. Ace followed with a few sluggish, lazy humps, drawing part of his cock out, sinking it back in. The whole time he squirted shot after shot of cyber dragon seed deep in the twink Digimon. 

“Fuck…” Ace muttered once more as his orgasm finally died off. He rested both hands on the platform, on either side of Flamedramon, while his huge shaft lost its rigid turgidity inside Flamedramon. With Ace done, Flamedramon tapped quickly at Zed’s hip, in dire need of air as vertigo started to hit hard. The room would be spinning if his eyes weren’t shut tight. 

Zed’s cock pulled out immediately. Flamedramon exhaled, his breath unbearably hot. He sucked in a breath, exhaled, repeated, again, and again. Flamedramon groaned out the last breath as Ace’s half-hard cock pulled out of him. He took a much deeper breath, finally feeling the pressure subside. 

“You okay?” Zed asked, crouching down so he could look Flamedramon eye-to-mask. 

Flamedramon nodded, rumbling, “Yeah. Great! Just tapped out later than I should have.” 

Flamedramon let some weight down on the pillow, a hand reaching out to caress along Zed’s jaw. He leaned in to kiss the Cyberdramon, pleased to see how Zed didn’t shy away from his own flavor and brand all over Flamedramon’s muzzle. 

“I’m ready to go more, but…” Flamedramon gave a quick glance over his shoulder at Ace. He had slumped back against the wall, panting, his few bare portions visibly coated in sweat. And his cock, hanging free, coated and dripping cum. It was a marvel that thing had been inside him just before. 

Flamedramon turned back to Zed, continuing, “Ace didn’t quite make it. Beat the hell out of my prostate, but I still haven’t cum yet.” Flamedramon teased a little smile, tilting his head. He purred, “You want to head back there and finish the job?”

Flamedramon could hear a distinct snort from where Ace was resting. Zed chuckled, kissing the smaller dragon briefly again. 

“If you really want me back there… you can say so. But you told me something about feeling my cum pouring down your throat… so unless you beg, I’m staying right here and railing this cute face until I’m done. See if I can make you regret it… Bet Cyberdramon cum tastes real strong, and I could tell Ace pumped a hell of a lot into you…”

Flamedramon’s eyes widened a little at the prospect. Finally, it was his turn to blush. He swallowed and licked his lips, savoring Zed’s taste. He puffed a couple breaths, trying to get a read on the masked digimon. But Zed held fast, waiting out Flamedramon’s response. 

“… You wish you could make me regret it.” Flamedramon rumbled, leaning in to press lips to lips, without kissing. He growled, “Do your worst.” Finishing with a little nibble to Zed’s lower lip.