Teaching Flamey

Written by AlexNightmurr.
Find more cub works at: https://inkbunny.net/MuskWuff

Not at all affiliated with Anhes. Not used with permission. This is simply a fan fiction work that took me, for some reason, several months to create. Please enjoy.

Oh… I've been wanting to write fanfiction to this comic for so long, but I was too busy beating off to do so. Finally, I've done it though… 

Boys are always curious about the 'thing' in between a man's legs. 
Such is true for Flamey as he wanders through the desert with his Wargreymon companion, Blaze, trying to get the thought of cock out of his head, and instead focusing on the task at hand: endurance.

"I wonder what it would be like if I saw his cock by accident…"
"How big is it really?"
"I wonder if it has the extra skin on it too."

Contrary to his sunny and innocent exterior, Flamey's thoughts all too often tread into the sexy side. His mind is already in the gutter for a 13 year old.

During this walk, he can only think about how his full height extends up to his mentor's waist. The boy often looked up at the tall, muscular giant in comparison to him, and asked him all sorts of questions, many of which the adult was happy to answer, be it in lack of other diversions during the long walk or in the hope of: that if he answers just one more question, maybe the kid would shut up.

But what is also true? Well, the fact that boys are curious about literally anything. If a bird was flying in Flamey's general direction, he'd squeal excitedly, and catechize his Wargreymon mentor, named Blaze, with questions about the species of the bird, what it does during the day, and where it usually sleeps. Of course, Blaze would not know the answer to these questions, so he would offer some manner of answer which gives the impression that he knows what he's talking about, then turn and leave.

Now, if it was a question about battle or general life advice, the Wargreymon always answered with complete confidence.
Flamey hasn't asked the question of "what is that conspicuously large bulge between your legs that throbs every time I talk in my cute, high-pitched voice?" yet (that question was obviously over exaggerated just to bring home how boyish the young one is in comparison to the male), though I'm sure that Blaze is secretly hoping the topic of sex is brought up at one point, for completely parental reasons, not at all based on his sexual interests, nope, not at all…

If only the boy was aware how attractive he was to the older perv.

To the young one, the wargreymon is nothing but a mentor, someone that he looks up to (literally), for advice on all manner of things, be it battle, mental or… Sexual.
It's what under-evolved Digimon have at that point of their lives - a more evolved counterpart to show them the ropes.
That's what he first thought of him at first, as just a mentor. 
But, through their time together, even though it was preordained, Flamey began to enjoy it much more than he anticipated. 

Flamey is just using his social capabilities to his advantage. 
On the outside, he is a very shy young boy with a tendency to blush and look away every time an adult male walks up to him.
But when he is with Blaze, he has grown increasingly comfortable in his presence and is starting to come out of his shell.
Of course, like any cub of his age, Flamey is just discovering his sexual feelings for men… And he may find the answers to sex sooner than he expects.

He is not alone in his curiosities.
Blaze cannot help but let his eyes travel to the Flamedramon's fat butt every so often, and now the adult has nothing else on his mind other than boy lust.

When Flamey first started this journey with his Wargreymon mentor, it was to be a test of stamina. But he soon forgot about the crunch of sand underneath his heels, and all about talking instead. He was sure he annoyed the older man to no end, but the adult replied with a warm smile every time and answered in a low, reassuring tone. It's not like they have anything else to do, really.

"Wow, you're really good at your job!" Flamey exclaimed.
The wargreymon chuckled.
"Yep, that's what I do. Answer questions and teach the young ones like yourself."
Flamey's eyes lingered on the Wargreymon's claws and took in the intimidating look of his battle attire. Were it not for his friendly smile, the 7-foot tall, muscular Digimon would be enveloping him in a shadow of fear. But instead it’s quite the opposite - he feels like Blaze is like a father to him. In his presence, he feels comforted, even when the signals are mixed sometimes. 
(Cubs pick up on that horny energy more than you realise…)

At first, Blaze didn’t think much of the boy, but considering his scantily-clad choice of ‘armour’ (that is quite the overstatement to call it that), compounded by the absence of any form of entertainment during the walk (save for Flamey’s constant, seemingly never-ending questions about any and all topics that cross his mind), soon enough, all Blaze could think about was Flamey’s fat ass jiggling up and down as they strode through the arid desert together. He was always a pace behind the boy so he could get a full, unadulterated view of that fat, young dumptruck that Flamey always wields unknowingly. 
(“I’ll need to teach him about adult lust next…”) Blaze thought to himself.
And it was quite the view that he got indeed. Eventually, Blaze had been staring at the boy’s ass for what seemed like forever for him. In actuality, only a few minutes have passed, but the number of sexual scenarios that Blaze has enacted in his head are almost countless. He could make out every curve and crevice in that blue bubble butt.

He’s trying to get it seared into his mind, so he can (hopefully) fap to the image of the kid’s fat ass for the rest of his life, you know, like any self-respecting pervert would naturally do.
Blaze just couldn't stop staring at Flamey's ass as the energetic armor-type walked, swaying his hips, the straps for the Flamedramon's thigh guards perfectly supporting and emphasizing his blue pillowy asscheeks, as if he was some kind of model on a catwalk, enticing perverts with his fat cub butt - but doing so completely none the wiser.

Suddenly, Flamey abruptly stopped in his tracks and turned on his heels, facing the flabbergasted pervert of a mentor who just got caught in the act, staring with intense focus at Flamey’s young butt, his jaw slightly agape, as if he was being hypnotised by the sight of it. His codpiece was slightly ajar and the Wargreymon's loincloth filled up with all 8 inches of his cub-loving dick in seconds. Semi-hard. Foreskin still retracting, precum pooling. Drool falling.
The younger Digimon was completely unaware of this, or any type of lust that his mentor harbours for that matter.
(After all, he hasn’t been taught about sex, yet.)
Flamey's eyes lingered on the clothed bulge below Blaze's codpiece that he is trying ever so desperately to hide. 
("It looks so thick… Like a weapon,") Flamey thought.
Flamey was aware that something was off with his 'sensible' mentor. That same… feeling he gets from before. At first, he thought it was just 'mixed signals', but now he's learnt that these strange feelings are drawn from within himself, not from his temporary father figure (the mentor).
That drawn out stare. Completely vacant look. It's almost like… He's gone into feral mode.
As he was thinking all of this, Flamey was advising his mentor about the clifface in the horizon and how it could provide ample shelter for the two.

“Were you even listening to me?!” Flamey exclaimed at his absent-minded mentor while grumpily putting his hands on his hips with a pout.
(“No, but I was definitely looking at you…”) The Wargreymon thought to himself, then realised he actually had to give an answer. You know, using his mouth.
“Yeah! You were saying…?” He urged out that sentence, dragging it up from the pit of his now-perverted, boy-butt obsessed mind, almost slurring his words.
Flamey just rolled his eyes in response and turned his back to Blaze again, much to the pervert’s delight.
The boy then pointed to a cliff in the far distance.
“S…Shade over there. We can take s-shelter-”
Once Blaze noticed that Flamey’s arm was shaking and his body was starting to lean forward at an angle, he immediately switched back into parenting mode.
He rushed over in one stride, grabbing the boy in the midst of his fall and holding him close to him, helping the shaking lad up.
Blaze then fed him water from his pouch, bringing it to the boy’s lips who sucked at the bottle almost like a pacifier. 
(“Gotta… not go into pervy mode so soon…”)

The angle and circumstance in which he was feeding the boy water from his pouch was almost like a mother feeding her kittens. And Blaze couldn't stop his mind from imagining his cock being jammed between those saliva-heavy lips.
("Since when did a 13-year-old Flamedramon have dick sucking lips…")
“No, I wasn’t listening, but I am saving you from thirst,” The Wargreymon admitted, with a half-joking tone to his voice.
Flamey simply closed his eyes and smiled, appreciating the cold water he’s swallowing down between his parched lips.
Once the ‘little questioner’ (as Wargreymon nicknamed him as at the start of the walk) had his fill of water, Blaze took note that, when he dragged the water pouch away from the Digimon’s lips, it was done so with strings of thick, gooey, boy saliva being attached to the tip of the bottle.
He couldn’t stop his cock from getting hard from that.
And then, when Blaze slapped Flamey’s ass playfully once he fully propped him up, he found the boy’s skin to be surprisingly soft. 
He tripped up a little bit and ended up grinding his fuzzy crotch against that smooth butt while trying to help himself up.
The outline of the Wargreymon’s fully-grown adult cock could now be seen under his armoured loincloth, and Flamey moaned once he felt Blaze's meat rub against the crevices of his ass, the Wargreymon's ginger pubes tickling against his young butt like a brush.

After Blaze had composed himself, Flamey took this opportunity to afford a sneaky look at that “thick stick between his mentor’s legs'' (as he knew it as), squirming to himself, with a weird feeling rising between his loins.
(“It’s always so big when he gets close to me…”) He thought to himself.

The rub against Flamey's hairless kid butt had sent Blaze chomping at the but for some more 'accidental activities' with the 13-year-old.
What's done is done, and now Blaze is now back in pervert mode.
“Right… To the cliffs, then…” Blaze said in a low whisper, breaking the silence.
“O-Okay…” Flamey said in a meek voice, a stark contrast to the once bright and cocky voice that hearkened the Wargreymon’s ears for longer than he would’ve liked.
Blaze's pubes started to crawl out of his codpiece as he got harder and harder. 

The two were now walking side-by-side, and now Flamey had been transformed into a shy, daydreaming little boy all from an accidental rub of the Wargreymon’s very hard bulge against his ass.
Blaze sighed.
(“I really gotta teach him about sex soon… To teach him that these feelings are normal.”)

Still, what is a mentor without being a parental figure? A crap one.
It is with this in mind that Blaze vowed not to get entranced by the sight of Flamey’s butt (for now), and in a change of heart, picked the boy up, propping him on his shoulders.

The boy smiled almost immediately, and he regained his confidence from this one parental act.
“I think you’ve earned yourself a ride after all of that walking,” Blaze said cheerfully.
Flamey giggled as he saw the world from a whole different vantage point, atop the shoulders of a 7-foot Wargreymon, no less.
“Whoa! Everything looks so different here!”

--At the cliff, under the shade...

As Flamey had gone off to the other side of the cliff to explore some more and gain a vantage point, Blaze had taken this opportunity to himself as a chance to do something completely and utterly depraved.
As his cock throbbed inexorably against his loincloth, he had thrown the codpiece off around his waist in sheer frustration to let his sweaty junk hang free in the humid air, setting his cock and balls bare to the world, only concealed by a poorly sized, semi-transparent loincloth. 
"Mmm… Sweet release…" Blaze groaned, stretching his back and scratching his fuzzy nuts.
His balls are a remarkable size, and they have strands of hair growing from them. And if that wasn't enough, Blaze's thick musky uncut cock is equipped with a plentiful amount of foreskin, and a thick ginger bush of pubes to accompany it.
("Yeah… Flamey's gonna love seeing my dick and balls flop around tonight. Just showing him how adult men chill…")

He unscrewed his water bottle and noticed how the tip of the bottle and the rim were still connected by strings of Flamey's thick spit.
"Mmmm… Perfect."
Without any hesitation, Blaze opened his lips and swallowed that thick string of kid spit in his mouth, then he even went so far as to lick the outside and the inside of the bottle cap to get as much cub saliva nutrients in his system as he could.

Dude's a royally fucked-up kid spit slurper now. It's not like it's his fault, anyway. It's just his instinct. 'Parental instinct'...? Nay, something much darker than that. Cubophilic instinct. Laid buried in all men: and now Blaze is just learning to accept these feelings in the hope that it will quell his sexual rage for boys. However, by partaking of his deepest desires, the effect will be quite the opposite. In a few weeks’ time, Blaze will be jizzing out rope after rope to pre-teen Digimon without regret, along with his usual desires, and he intends to keep this secret to himself.
Well, unfortunately for him, he's hooked up with quite a curious young fellow, who seems to stop at nothing for a chance to see his dick at least once. 
The perfect pairing.

But would you even call Blaze a 'cubophile'?
It feels like too much of a negative and generalising label on an otherwise horny, young adult. 
After all, all he's done thus far is partake of his fantasies and feed his perverted mind. 

His sexual drive has "levelled up", so to speak… A whole new, taboo-filled kink to explore all to himself. But, with the boy's consent, he'll find himself getting the real thing more sooner than he thinks...

--Moments later...

The two had earned much more than a moment's rest… Slowly but surely, a special bond forms between the two males. An unspoken one, a bond that is best conveyed by intense sexual desire and the urge to touch each other.
Is it love? Curiosity? Some sort of twisted form of friendship? 
Well, there's really no way to put it. It's "wrong", but they both want it so badly. And who is there to stop them…? That's right, nobody. And just as you'd expect, it's the young boy that makes the first move. But that's not saying much, considering the Wargreymon was already solid hard in the young boy's presence for the better part of thirty minutes before Flamey walked up to him with a sheepish look on his face, staring at Blaze’s bulge. 
Blaze, being the ‘responsible’ parent figure that he is, decided to flex his cock, the loincloth being brushed away in the middle of his impromptu cock-jumping, surprising the young digimon greatly and making him wince back in fear.

“Don’t worry about that…” Blaze cooed out in a low voice, looking at the boy with bedroom eyes.
“That just means that it likes you.” He smiled, putting the young cub at ease.
Flamey was just about to reach out to touch Blaze’s rock-hard cubophillic cock, the adult’s breath getting shorter the closer the cub’s hand extended to his dick, but then the boy stopped suddenly, with Blaze releasing his breath, looking at the boy.
“W-What’s up?” He asked, bewildered.
“I want to touch that thing so badly…” the boy replied
Blaze swallowed the nervousness in his throat.
“I’m all yours,” he said plainly, shutting his eyes, testing as if this was all just a dream. But no, it wasn’t. As the young teen wraps his hand around his mentor’s dick and looks at the appendage from below, the soft touch that embraced around his cock, as well as the fact that a 13-year-old kid is playing with his dick, laying it over his cute little face, reminded him that this is, in fact, reality. 
Then, suddenly, amid all that cute cock fondling and genuine innocence, Blaze was hit with the question of: “Can I learn about… sex?” from the cub.

You would think that this is a word which should not be leaving the boy’s mouth at his age but place yourself in his shoes for a moment. When you’re paired up with a hunky, blatantly perverted stud of a Wargreymon, whose eyes cannot seem to tear away from your little ass, and whose cock is impressively massive compared to yours, would you want to know about anything else? 
(“Let’s just get this sex thing over and done with,”) Flamey thought, knowing that it’s a ‘passage of life’ every boy must go through at his age, but sometimes tells him that he’ll have a lot more fun than he can imagine. Something like… How he’ll come to understand real sex, and the true perverted desires of men.
Blaze was almost jumping for joy as he heard those words leave Flamey's mouth, but he had to play it down and act like a mentor for once.
He propped his back up against the rocks and motioned for the boy to sit beside him.
"...Are you sure you would like to learn about sex?" The Wargreymon asked in a gentle tone.
Flamey's eyes fluttered as he struggled to maintain eye contact with his 'father figure'.
"Well… I-um… There's no better time than now… J-Just the two of us…" Flamey's eyes focused on the Wargreymon's loincloth, seeing it thicken out and fill up with that meat he's been curious about ever since they started their journey.
"Just us… Together." He repeated.
"Yeah," Blaze replied in a shaky voice, putting his head against the wall, and trying to compose himself as much as he could before he got down to business.

Flamely tentatively reached over to the Wargreymon's bulky leg and let his fingers trace over the veins.
This gentle yet curious touch made Blaze tense up and his cock thicken even further.
("Fuck… I'm being touched by a cute kid. It's all going downhill from here.")
"You're so strong…" he whispered out.
"Y-Yeah?" Blaze asked timorously.
("Talk about a role switch…")
Blaze spread his legs open as the boy moved closer to him with increasing confidence. 
Once he could feel the boy's fingers flowing delicately closer to his thick ginger bush, Blaze tensed up and had to stop a primal growl escaping his throat.
Flamey looked up to the uneasy-looking man for affirmation, and Blaze swallowed his throat with a nod.
Flamey's eyes widened as his small fingers were blessed with the coarse, scratchy texture of another man's pubes for the first time in his life.
(“Soon enough, he'll be feeling that bush against his chin and underage ass…”) Blaze thought, secretly wishing he’d enact all his natural, manly desires here and now.
"It's so hairy…" Flamey proclaimed with awe.
Blaze was slowly getting more and more into the idea of showing his fat cock and musky balls to the kid, but only because he's really good at seducing older men.
(Come on, a cute, innocent-looking 13-year-old fat-assed cub who is curious about sex is every cub lover’s dream).
"That's the hair you get when you get a bit older," he said timorously to the boy, propping his head up to look down on him with a smile.
"And also- oh, fuck,"
Shit's already going down. Flamey has wrapped his fingers around Blaze's thickening cock, transforming the once-parental mentor into straight-up pervy mode.

"Fuck yeah, kid. Fondle daddy's cock." Blaze moaned out, throwing his head back in delight as he got lost in a world of pedo lust.
Flamey was absolutely shocked by the effect that he's having on the older man, but he's also remarkably curious about the foreskinned cock that he's playing with in his hand.
"Is that what it's called?" Flamey barked out, a slight blush rising in his cheeks.
"A 'cock'?"
The wargreymon groaned with delight as he heard those forbidden letters leave an innocent boy's lips. He simply has to hear him say it again. 
"What's it called again, sweetie?" Blaze said in a reassuring tone, panting and puffing like a dog.
"A cock!" Flamey reiterated in his soft, innocent voice, making Blaze's perverted mind go apeshit.
"Oooh, fuck yeah, that's a cock, kid… That thick meat you're playing with between daddy's legs? Yeah, that's a penis, sweetheart…"
He’s always wanted to groom a cub.

Blaze is absolutely chomping on the bit for more of this boy. He's well and truly in love with him now. His heart longs for him, and his mouth cannot stop watering over his young body.  

The poor sod attached his hands to his rock-hard teacher's dick like superglue, so it was hard to pry him off, but when he did so, Blaze picked up the boy in his arms, carrying him while standing and lifting him up so that the both men can see each other eye-to-eye.
"I-I still can't believe how tall you are…" Flamey muttered shyly, struggling with maintaining eye contact with the handsome fellow, butterflies fluttering in his stomach.
Blaze simply turned the boy's face towards him, leaned his head forward, and penetrated his tongue through those childish, cute lips. 
Flamey moaned and a strange feeling flew through him - but this time it didn't feel deep and carnal (like how he felt when fondling Blaze), but it felt like something had just bloomed inside of him. He felt happy. He felt good.
("Is this love…?") Flamey thought as he struggled to breathe from the Wargreymon's thick tongue squirming its way down his throat. 
Maybe it's love; albeit a twisted form of it. Man on boy love. Kid sex, basically.

In Blaze's case, all he wanted was another way to get more of that delicious kid saliva in his mouth. By way of making out with the boy, which is also a preferred method, considering he was already profoundly aroused by Flamey's natural, innocent attractiveness to begin with.

His short stubble scratched against the boy's chin, and he took note of how needy and whorish the boy sounded as he made out with him. Flamey was also experiencing his first erection from being manhandled by a cubophile.
As Blaze pulled away from the breathless kiss, he couldn't help but notice the boy's prevalent erection -- a dick of such impressive size for a 13-year-old.
He carried the boy carefully back down onto the rocks and spread his legs, telling him to get comfortable and lean back for some 'special treatment'.

"Is this part of the lesson?" Flamey inquired, his eyes still betraying a look of complete innocence and lack of awareness of what is truly about to happen. Blaze felt a little bit guilty about corrupting him. A little bit, that is, not enough to make him stop.
"Uh… Yeah. This is about… The wonders of your own body." Blaze muttered out unassuredly, trying to convince himself to groom the boy further.

Flamey audibly gasped as he watched Blaze's mouth enclose around his cock.
"What are you doing?!" He exclaimed, fearing the worst and that his dick was going to be eaten up. But, once he felt the adult's soft tongue wrap around his impressively sized appendage, Flamey leant back and shivered with delight, his body trembling with these new feelings.
Blaze's prickly stubble on his chin greatly contrasted with the boy's smooth balls as he took the young cock fully down his throat, and the boy blushed once he heard the man’s deep groans around his thick kid dick.
Blaze was enjoying this far more than he anticipated. This 13-year-old cub has a better dick than his mates.
(“This is so fucking hot and nasty…”) He thought, knowing how confused, delighted and excited the young boy is right now.

"Mph, by the gods Flamey, your dick is huge for your age." As Blaze pulled off the boy's impressive 5.5-inch-thick piece of meat, his young cock was covered in a thick sheen of adult spit. 
"It feels so warm…" Flamey muttered out, using his new "jerk off" technique that was taught to him by his mentor. His small hand getting a good helping of smelly perv spit and slicking it up and down his cock.
Blaze was entranced by the sight of the cub jerking off. If he didn't know better, he would assume it's a 16-year-old teen jerking off based on the sheer size of his dick, but nope, it's just a 13-year-old who is discovering the joys of masturbation for the first time.
"Fuck yeah… Whack that fuckstick off, kid…" he moaned out, groping himself to the sight of the curious boy with wide eyes stroking his well-endowed cock off.
"Squeeze it some more, yeah, like that, lean back, kiddo…" the Wargreymon advised the young one, but soon he couldn't bear the sight of the kid jerking off alone anymore. He must intervene.

The pervy mentor even slurped down to the boy's balls and rimmed his ass a little, making him squirm in pleasure, writhing and moaning with these newfound sexual feelings.
The moment he heard the boy’s cute moans ascend even further, he knelt down to let the kid jerk off his little cub nut all over his grizzled, manly face, making sure to smear the little droplets of cum into his beard. 
“Nut on your daddy, boy. I’ll lick you clean, sport.”
For good measure, Blaze hooked his long tongue under the boy’s foreskin, making the already exhausted and over-stimulated Flamey groan and lean on his elbows while his mentor cleaned all of the thick kid spunk dribbling down his meaty fuckstick.
Once he was done, Blaze looked at the boy ravenously and licked his lips, maintaining eye contact with him.
“I can’t wait to see how big that dick will be when you’re 18, then when you’re 21,” he said, prompting another question from the boy.
“So I have more growing to do?” he asked, his voice croaking in the midst of the aftermath.
“Yes boy, and daddy’s here to help you all through it,” he said, smiling.

Blaze took his place under the lonely-looking cub and sat him on his lap, making sure that the boy was leaning back so he could feel the gentle bristle of chest hair against his unblemished skin.
“Time for the next lesson,” he announced, knowing that it’s his turn to bust a nut.

Blaze has had enough of playing and stroking now. He wants to start teaching the boy properly. The mentor is in heaven right now - having the little teen sitting his butt on his lap, completely in his element and ready to learn about cock. 
Flamey starts by following his mentor's instructions and sandwiching his teacher's throbbing cock between his little thighs as he uses his hands, that can't seem to fully wrap around the perv's fat meat, to rub his tip. 
"You'll… mph… Get on the good side of many men if you do this, sweetheart," Blaze said in a fake informative tone, just wanting to give the boy any excuse to fondle as many adult cocks as he likes - making pervs' lives happy.

Blaze couldn't stop himself from drooling out precum onto the boy's hairless thighs. 
He had to hold the tyke back with his arm (that almost covers half of the teen's slender body), to make sure he doesn't fall off as he thrusts into his thighs, making the boy's exposed butt flop onto his hairy crotch. The boy's little balls would help slide down his meat as the perv used him to massage his adult cock. Even after his first cum, Flamey is preing like a little slut, acting as a nice lubricant for the hardcore boy sex that would follow soon after. 
Blaze groaned out as he fucked the underage boy’s thighs, sliding his thick dick up against his, two dicks which, in comparison, look widely different in size.
Flamey noticed this, and while grabbing his mentor’s hard cock, took note of how much ‘growing’ he has yet to attain. 

Even as he sat the kid on his lap, showing him first-hand what a big grown-up cock looks like, Blaze couldn't stop his cock from throbbing as the curious boy played with his foreskin and stroked his shaft.
"It feels so hard, mister!"
"Ugh... Yeah. Yeah, it is." The Wargreymon replied in a hoarse voice.
The boy's small legs were splayed out over his thick waist, his chubby butt nestled in his crotch.
Right now, all the Wargreymon could think of is boning the kid as he played around with his cock that slapped around and throbbed reflexively to his gentle touch.
"It moves a lot!" He said in surprise.
"That's because it likes you," the adult replied in his deep voice, freeing the boy's body from his grip, and just letting him have free reign over the crotch.
He almost forgot that he was supposed to be teaching him about how babies are made.
"R-Right so... When you touch it a lot, it gets what we grown-ups call 'stiff'."
The boy aggressively nodded his head.
"Mhm-hm!"
"And when-oh fuck-you keep touching it like that, it makes sperm."
The boy watched on in awe as he pulled the digimon's foreskin fully back from his strokes, staring at that throbbing tip.
"I can do that?"
The Wargreymon gulped, short of breath over holding his nut in for so long.
"You sure can, sweetheart. Now, it won't make a baby, but you can- yeahhh... just like that... 'Yer a goddamn natural, kid."
The digimon resumed his strokes on the Wargreymon's fat cock, eager to see it burst and move on to the next lesson.

But Blaze wants to hold off for now. He wants to empty himself inside that cute, underage butt he’s been ogling for so long.

---Moments later…

“Spread them cheeks for me.”
Blaze is already teaching the third lesson – the lesson of anal sex. In order for the boy to be properly prepared for the eventual gut-wrenching, breathtaking and lawbreaking hardcore sex he will have with the cubophile, Blaze had made sure to lube the kid’s ass up with a venerable amount of spit (and precum). The only problem is, he can’t stop playing with that soft smooth butt, spreading it apart, slapping it, touching it, pinching it, whatever it is, he’s obsessed with the kid’s bubble butt.
“Ugh… Is this part of the lesson?” Flamey moaned, growing bored.
He then got a pleasant surprise as he felt Blaze’s tongue snake up his backside, eating him out and making him squirm with delight. In just a matter of seconds, the boy’s legs have turned to jelly again, and he’s a slave to his pedo master.
“Is that more your style?” Blaze coyly remarked, with Flamey giving him a cheeky side glance, begging him to just:
“Fuck me already!”
While it’s true that the boy has been getting more comfortable with his mentor recently, that’s still no way to talk to an adult, especially with that language. Knowing this, Blaze was determined to teach him a ‘lesson’…

No man can resist plump kid butt. It looks so inviting and soft to shove your cock inside and the Wargreymon will be sliding his cock in and out all that fluttering young hole all day, groaning in pleasure every time he feels the youth clench around his cock. As soon as he enters that hole, it's like a vacuum determined to milk his cock dry. He even goes so far as to scratch his red pubes about the boy's silky-smooth butt, just to really make sure he's balls deep in the cub and, from the contrast of scratchy pubes against hairless butt, bringing home the fact that he's definitely not fucking an adult.

Blaze decided to fuck Flamey while standing and it seems like there is nothing stopping the big perv Wargreymon from plowing the digi-kid silly.
Lifting the boy up over his strong chest, thrusting his cock right into his tight, velvety asshole, groaning out in satisfaction as he used all his strength to sodomise this young digimon while standing up, his thick muscular thighs plapping into the boy's coltish legs with each and every thrust, his fat underage bubble butt crashing into his crotch with every thrust. 
"Ungh... daddy...!" The kid moans out.
"Fuck yeah boy! Take my cock!"

After he had enough of thrusting his cock into the boy while standing, pretending that he had his own audience of perverted Digimon fapping to the sight, Blaze slammed the naughty boy down onto the rocks, humping his cock against the crevice of his ass and told the kid to prepare for his ‘punishment’.

It’s funny how the boy's 'lessons' literally became a full-on man-on-boy romp. Well, I guess most men can't resist it when a curious boy gropes their cock and starts asking questions like "what does this do?" and "can you make babies from this?" as the perv's cocks thickens and flexes in his hand. It’s funny, but at the same time, predictable. 

At least the younger digimon is passing with flying colours - or in a literal sense - getting his young ass pounded to the ground by the older perv who said it's "time for the lesson of anal sex", this isn't at all how men make babies, but I guess he just wanted an excuse to go balls-deep in the cute boy.
It's good that they are fucking in the middle of nowhere, the digimon's boyish moans and groans of pure delight and pleasure could be heard from a mile away, only amplified by the Wargreymon's held back dark grunts in his throat.
He's about to go ham on this kid and they're gonna love every moment of it. Nothing like a bit of 'demonstrations' in the middle of their private sex ed lessons.

It seems that a certain lust has not only been unlocked in the adult, but also the 'student' in question as, after he just bred full of a grown-up's load, they've been going at it again and again, both just as eager for each other.

Of course, the Wargreymon has a bit of a disposition when it comes to the boy's fat, plump underage butt, so the fact that he's going for his third load after breeding the kid for two long hours doesn't surprise the both of them.

"Oh, please mister! Slam my button more!"
"It's called a 'prostrate'!" The Wargreymon corrected him in between his deep-dicking thrusts inside young butt, his cock clenched with an irresistible tightness.
"Fuck!"

The Wargreymon grabbed the squealing boy and brought him down to the cobbles with him.
Immediately Flamey felt the familiar warmth of his teacher's thick muscular body wrapped around his slim frame, made only different by the fact that he was rutting his thick cock into his tight bottom.

The boy's moans were fucked out of him from the constant, relentless thrusting of the big perv which is his 'teacher'.
To be honest, he probably only set up this whole thing to plow some young butt. That, and it is important to teach the young ones how cocks work so they don't get any wrong ideas.

Now he's balls deep in some digimon kid and can't stop thrusting. Sweat covers his face as he growls out in pleasure.
"Are you ready for my semen, boy?!"
"Yes, please sir, show me how to make babies!"
"Oh, fuck yeah! I'll show you all right! I'll give you tons of my fucking babies! Hrghh!"
His fat ass was sweaty from the ruthless breeding he's inflicting upon Flamey and he leaned down to -give the boy a long, sloppy kiss as he blew his load inside the boy's tight butt.
"Fuuuuuck yeah..."

Both of them were worn out now. As the Wargreymon retreated his cock from the kid's used and abused hole, he blew some final spurts of cum over his plush cheeks and watched as the boy farted out cum from his ass.
"...So that's how men breed." Flamey said, falling asleep.
Blaze chuckled, finding the boy to be out like a light mere seconds after he bred him full of cub-loving spunk. 

He smiled and picked up the boy, moving themselves to a more comfortable place in the shade as they drifted off to sleep together.
“For tomorrow’s journey… We’ll go home,” he whispered out to Flamey as stroked his head.

What will tomorrow bring? Only time can tell…