Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Twister ❯ Prologue
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Pilot02 
Tai and Koushirou go to Mimi's party and things happen between them. [ Yaoi | Taishirou | PWP | LEMON ]
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
Tai and Koushirou go to Mimi's party and things happen between them. [ Yaoi | Taishirou | PWP | LEMON ]
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.29.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
Twister
by Pilot02
[It Must Be The Goggles]
Taishirou, Daishirou, and Taisuke!
http://mbg.100megsfree4.com/
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I knew it was a bad idea from the beginning--really, I did.
Twister. At Mimi's party--we were going to play Twister.
The minute he got on the board, it all started spinning out of control, and there was nothing I could do about it.
* * *
Right hand... yellow. Left foot... blue. The colors and body parts flew past my ears and I stared. I couldn't help it. After the game of strip poker--poker not being something he's all that good at--all he was clad in were his boxers and socks. I practically /had/ to stare--I'm sure it's in the Boyfriend Rulebook... though the drooling may have been excessive. But, only the best for my beloved boyfriend of a year.
"Izumi! Left leg, red!" He heard the call over the loud music and louder talking and I was treated to a lovely view--his ass stuck up in the air. He even gave it a little wiggle for me--he knows one of my habits is Koushirou-watching.
"Sora! Right hand, blue!" Sora grimaced, I noticed from the corner of my eye--my attention was focused elsewhere, after all--and reached across the board. Within a blink of an eye, the players all laid sprawled over the board and themselves, Sora having knocked them all over somehow.
As nonchalantly as I could, what with having been fighting arousal the past game and a half, I signaled that I wanted to be included in the next game. Mimi nodded and spun again.
"Tai! Right foot, yellow!"
I complied as was expected and the rest of the game passed in a blur. After several turns, Koushirou had managed to position himself under me--it was almost as if he /wanted/ me to get a raging hard on and screw him into the floor--not that I would mind, but it would be a heck of a way to come out to our friends.
But, he really /was/ a tease.
He inched his body closer to mine and rubbed against me. /That/ had the desired effect. A few more teasing motions and I was almost too far-gone to even /care/ if people were around to see it--I wanted Kou, and I didn't want to wait.
I purposely fell and landed right on top of Koushirou--and I stayed in that position long enough for him to feel my need.
"Kou, I'm going to the spare bedroom to lie down--I'm feeling a bit overheated. Stop by and check on me, would ya?" I said, my lips brushing against his ear with every softly spoken word. I felt him shivering underneath me, either in pleasure or anticipation or pleasure--perhaps a bit of both.
Either way, I knew he would come.
I crawled off him, dragging myself along the length of his body, keeping in contact as long as physically possible before getting up. I can be a tease when I want to be.
His breath was coming faster now, as was mine, and he rolled over and grinned at me before standing up to follow me.
I added a more seductive element to my typical walking pattern as we made our way down the hall. He caught up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, nuzzling my neck and grinding against me. Losing what little control I had left, I turned around and kissed him soundly on the lips, neither of us caring about the crowd of people left at the party.
His tongue gently caressed my lips and I parted them eagerly, meeting his tongue with mine. Our hands were everywhere, touching and stroking our bodies and tugging at clothes. My shirt was the first to go, thrown somewhere behind me.
I teased his nipples and bare chest with my hands, then I broke the kiss to bathe them with my tongue. His soft moaning encouraged me, drove me on--I loved the little sounds he made in his state of arousal, the way my name spilled off his tongue. I loved so many things about him.
My mouth returned to give attention to its counterpart and my hands strove to achieve more of the skin-to-skin contact that we so craved. My fingers dipped in the waistband of his boxers, teasing touches driving him crazy, then I pushed them down.
A moan rewarded me for freeing his length from its confinement, and another for running my hands along it. Koushirou returned the favor and my pants fell unnoticed around my ankles until I kicked them off.
As soon as I was free, our hips pushed together in a silent agreement and moans escaped our still-joined lips. A deliberate cough interrupted us and shattered our reality oblivion field, reminding us that we were naked and aroused in the middle of the hallway at a very crowded party.
Whistles and catcalls broke the sudden silence, and someone threw an object at us--a bottle of lotion. Somehow that simple act made me blush, even if being exposed with my secret boyfriend in front of all of them didn't.
Mimi once again cleared her throat and motioned with her hands. "Second door to the left--and don't stain the sheets!"
With that, we ran down the hallway, Koushirou clutching my hand and both of us holding various items of clothing and a single bottle of lotion.
I immediately locked the door and threw the clothes across the room before lowering Kou to the floor, where we resumed at the place we had left off. I was a bit surprised to notice that if anything, Koushirou was more aroused after that incident--I had no idea he was an exhibitionist.
Putting all stray thoughts in a dark corner of my mind, I set back to giving my attention to the beautiful redhead spread out before me. I opened the lotion and put it to use, gently stretching Koushirou. I kept him distracted from the invasion with my mouth on his and my free hand wandering his chest.
Another finger, another moan. After several fingers and moans, he was ready. I coated myself thoroughly with the substance and pushed into him, slowly and steadily. He panted and wiggled his hips impatiently so I began to thrust, stroking him in time to my movements.
Faster and harder, moaning, together we came, and I collapsed in exhaustion. Koushirou, on the other hand, looked at me with a question in his eyes.
Why the floor, they asked.
"Didn't say we couldn't stain the carpet," I answered, smiling as I drifted off to sleep, my love at my side.
by Pilot02
[It Must Be The Goggles]
Taishirou, Daishirou, and Taisuke!
http://mbg.100megsfree4.com/
=====
I knew it was a bad idea from the beginning--really, I did.
Twister. At Mimi's party--we were going to play Twister.
The minute he got on the board, it all started spinning out of control, and there was nothing I could do about it.
* * *
Right hand... yellow. Left foot... blue. The colors and body parts flew past my ears and I stared. I couldn't help it. After the game of strip poker--poker not being something he's all that good at--all he was clad in were his boxers and socks. I practically /had/ to stare--I'm sure it's in the Boyfriend Rulebook... though the drooling may have been excessive. But, only the best for my beloved boyfriend of a year.
"Izumi! Left leg, red!" He heard the call over the loud music and louder talking and I was treated to a lovely view--his ass stuck up in the air. He even gave it a little wiggle for me--he knows one of my habits is Koushirou-watching.
"Sora! Right hand, blue!" Sora grimaced, I noticed from the corner of my eye--my attention was focused elsewhere, after all--and reached across the board. Within a blink of an eye, the players all laid sprawled over the board and themselves, Sora having knocked them all over somehow.
As nonchalantly as I could, what with having been fighting arousal the past game and a half, I signaled that I wanted to be included in the next game. Mimi nodded and spun again.
"Tai! Right foot, yellow!"
I complied as was expected and the rest of the game passed in a blur. After several turns, Koushirou had managed to position himself under me--it was almost as if he /wanted/ me to get a raging hard on and screw him into the floor--not that I would mind, but it would be a heck of a way to come out to our friends.
But, he really /was/ a tease.
He inched his body closer to mine and rubbed against me. /That/ had the desired effect. A few more teasing motions and I was almost too far-gone to even /care/ if people were around to see it--I wanted Kou, and I didn't want to wait.
I purposely fell and landed right on top of Koushirou--and I stayed in that position long enough for him to feel my need.
"Kou, I'm going to the spare bedroom to lie down--I'm feeling a bit overheated. Stop by and check on me, would ya?" I said, my lips brushing against his ear with every softly spoken word. I felt him shivering underneath me, either in pleasure or anticipation or pleasure--perhaps a bit of both.
Either way, I knew he would come.
I crawled off him, dragging myself along the length of his body, keeping in contact as long as physically possible before getting up. I can be a tease when I want to be.
His breath was coming faster now, as was mine, and he rolled over and grinned at me before standing up to follow me.
I added a more seductive element to my typical walking pattern as we made our way down the hall. He caught up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, nuzzling my neck and grinding against me. Losing what little control I had left, I turned around and kissed him soundly on the lips, neither of us caring about the crowd of people left at the party.
His tongue gently caressed my lips and I parted them eagerly, meeting his tongue with mine. Our hands were everywhere, touching and stroking our bodies and tugging at clothes. My shirt was the first to go, thrown somewhere behind me.
I teased his nipples and bare chest with my hands, then I broke the kiss to bathe them with my tongue. His soft moaning encouraged me, drove me on--I loved the little sounds he made in his state of arousal, the way my name spilled off his tongue. I loved so many things about him.
My mouth returned to give attention to its counterpart and my hands strove to achieve more of the skin-to-skin contact that we so craved. My fingers dipped in the waistband of his boxers, teasing touches driving him crazy, then I pushed them down.
A moan rewarded me for freeing his length from its confinement, and another for running my hands along it. Koushirou returned the favor and my pants fell unnoticed around my ankles until I kicked them off.
As soon as I was free, our hips pushed together in a silent agreement and moans escaped our still-joined lips. A deliberate cough interrupted us and shattered our reality oblivion field, reminding us that we were naked and aroused in the middle of the hallway at a very crowded party.
Whistles and catcalls broke the sudden silence, and someone threw an object at us--a bottle of lotion. Somehow that simple act made me blush, even if being exposed with my secret boyfriend in front of all of them didn't.
Mimi once again cleared her throat and motioned with her hands. "Second door to the left--and don't stain the sheets!"
With that, we ran down the hallway, Koushirou clutching my hand and both of us holding various items of clothing and a single bottle of lotion.
I immediately locked the door and threw the clothes across the room before lowering Kou to the floor, where we resumed at the place we had left off. I was a bit surprised to notice that if anything, Koushirou was more aroused after that incident--I had no idea he was an exhibitionist.
Putting all stray thoughts in a dark corner of my mind, I set back to giving my attention to the beautiful redhead spread out before me. I opened the lotion and put it to use, gently stretching Koushirou. I kept him distracted from the invasion with my mouth on his and my free hand wandering his chest.
Another finger, another moan. After several fingers and moans, he was ready. I coated myself thoroughly with the substance and pushed into him, slowly and steadily. He panted and wiggled his hips impatiently so I began to thrust, stroking him in time to my movements.
Faster and harder, moaning, together we came, and I collapsed in exhaustion. Koushirou, on the other hand, looked at me with a question in his eyes.
Why the floor, they asked.
"Didn't say we couldn't stain the carpet," I answered, smiling as I drifted off to sleep, my love at my side.