Disclaimer the first: This story involves sex between two non-human creatures from a kids' show. If this type of content is illegal in your jurisdiction, please go away. Thank you

Disclaimer the second: Armadimon, V-mon and Digimon Adventure Zero Two are ©Saban, Toei, and a slew of other companies. I'm only borrowing them so I can satisfy my most basic instincts.

Optional fetishes disclaimer. This story involve the following fetishes: food play, rimming, snowballing, foot masturbation, and unusual cocks or sexual capabilities. If you don't like any of these with your digimon porn, you can stop reading right now.

Daring for Dangos

A visit and a gift. Nothing better to cheer up a bored digimon stuck at home by his partner's exams. V-mon had greeted Armadimon with much excitement, especially after finding out the other had come with a box of freshly made dangos. Of which only one was left now. And like any two self-respecting child-level digimon facing a food-related dilemma, the pair was bitterly fighting over it.

"I brought them, dagya!" Armadimon argued.

"I received them! I get last pick!" V-mon countered.

"No way!"

"You got a better idea?"

The pair fell in silence as they, within 10 seconds, envisioned hundreds of ways this could be settled without further ado. Of course, the solution that emerged was the one that would take the most time. But at least it was also the most entertaining one.

"Truth or dare. No third parties involved. What happens in a dare, stays in a dare," V-mon set up the conditions.

With these conditions, almost no dare was out of bounds, as nothing in game could be used for later blackmail.

"You got it, dagya," the mammal agreed. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

Starting with a dare was an obviously terrible tactical move.

"Okay..." Armadimon smirked. "Which of you or Daisuke do you think is more likely to get told off by Tailmon or Hikari, and why?"

V-mon absorbed himself in thoughts before giving an answer.

"I'd have to say me," he eventually admitted. "Tailmon wouldn't want to be ambiguous with me if I really didn't have any chance. She wouldn't want me to keep hoping and get hurt in the end. But Hikari would be more afraid of hurting Daisuke now."

Armadimon nodded his head at that. It was also his analysis, but it was nice to see it confirmed.

"Truth or dare?" V-mon interrupted.

Armadimon requested a truth, which immediately prompted the dragon to ask which of the Chosen Children he thought was the best looking.

"Well...I don't consider myself a very good judge of human looks, dagya, but Mimi would get my vote," Armadimon concluded. "Truth or dare?" he continued.

"Truth."

"Are you a virgin, dagya?"

"No," V-mon smirked.

Armadimon had not been very bright in asking a mere yes/no question, and the blue digimon did not leave him any time to correct that mistake.

"Truth or dare?" he pressed.

"Truth," Armadimon requested with a sigh.

"If you were to have sex with any of the males in the gang, who would it be and why?"

The digimon actually had to give some serious thought to the question. He mumbled to himself while rubbing his chin and finally relented a blushing answer.

"I would have to say... You," he said.

V-mon was shocked to say the least, and somewhat embarrassed too. He could feel himself becoming mauve-er and mauve-er as the other digimon explained.

"It's because you would be too proud not to make sure it was the best sex for me as much as for you, dagya. That, and you're not too bad-looking yourself"

Armadimon looked away as he finished his answer and an uneasy silence settled down before he continued the ritual.

"Truth or dare?"

This time, V-mon asked for a dare. Somehow, he was embarrassed at what Armadimon would imagine in retaliation. More than whatever physical punishment he might came up with, anyway.

"Find the most disgusting food item from the fridge and eat it. Raw and cold, dagya."

V-mon gulped. He should have seen something like that coming. After all, you count always count on Armadimon to think up something having to do with food or eating. The dragon slipped off the couch and, his feet trailing like those of a condemned man, made his way into the kitchen, the quadrupedal digimon on his heels.

"Come on! It's not so bad, dagya!" Armadimon tried to cheer him up. "Can't be worse than the time Tailmon had me drink from the toilet!"

He had a point, V-mon had to admit as he opened the refrigerator's door.

"Ooooh! Miniature carrots!"

Armadimon immediately claimed the bag of fresh vegetables for himself. He held it with a forepaw to rip it open with his teeth, but started to sniff intently before he began eating and patted on V-mon's shoulder. The digimon had been leaning and poring over the various boxes and packages and had to back away to look at his interlocutor.

"There's natto in there, dagya!" Armadimon said with an unnerving smile.

V-mon could already feel his confidence vanish. Indeed, his less sensitive nose now picked up the faint smell of prepackaged natto. None of the digimon accepted to even go near the foul-smelling, disgusting-looking foodstuff. He would be the first to even approach it. He opened the package and was hit by the strength of the smell, which caused him to hold it away from his face and gag. Armadimon backed away to protect his nose from the assault and, with a grin, popped two carrots inside his muzzle for munching. V-mon gave him a desperate look.

"Do I have to eat the whole thing?" he begged.

"Let's say half of it, dagya," Armadimon magnanimously offered with his mouth full.

V-mon gulped. That still represented a hefty amount. He scooped some of the beans in his hand and shoveled them into his mouth. As he took them, the paste around them seemed to transform into a glue-like liquid. The goo felt horrible on his tongue and he immediately swallowed the whole thing. His throat and oesophagus bulged as the glob traveled down to his stomach with agonizing slowness, and he shuddered in disgust, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. The texture was horrible on its own, but the worse was the way the goop seemed to melt and coat everything in his mouth with a vile aftertaste. With another gag, he swallowed the rest under Armadimon's jeers and only stopped when at least half the package had worked its way to his innards. His mouth felt like it had been squirted with every worst goo ever, from the Garbagemon's attack to a concentrated extract of Daisuke's old gym socks.

"Truth or dare?" he gasped.

He was answered with more carrot bits.

"Dare."

"Taste it off my mouth."

" What ?" Armadimon exclaimed.

"You heard me," V-mon deadpanned.

He fed himself a handful of beans, and even actually chewed them to make it as bad as possible for the both of them, then pursed his lips with a sadistic grin.

And all that for a dango, he thought. Oh, the irony.

Armadimon looked torn for several seconds before decidedly stalking over to the dragon. He pushed himself onto his hind legs and wrapped an arm around V-mon's shoulders so he could pull their heads together. The mammalian digimon cocked his head and applied his rubbery lips to V-mon's soft, scaly ones. The blue digimon opened his mouth only to have it immediately invaded by a strong tongue. Armadimon briefly wrestled with V-mon's own, then pushed the ghastly-tasting paste into his own mouth and swallowed, rubbing their appendages together intently on the way out. He shoved himself away and scowled.

"There! Happy?"

V-mon was frozen in place. He had certainly not expected that .

"Ah... truth," he said in a dazed voice before Armadimon could ask the ritual question.

The armadillo shook his head and had them both walk back to the living room. He considered his options for a few seconds.

"How often do you masturbate?"

V-mon blushed at the question. But at least it was fairly straightforward, and he could skip over the embarrassing parts.

"About every two days. Sometimes I have a marathon of sorts, and I can do it almost twenty times in only a few hours."

Armadimon gave him a dubious look, then shrugged. He would have to take his word for it. V-mon smirked; he knew it to be the truth.

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth," Armadimon dismissed.

V-mon decided it was time to actually crank up the embarrassment.

"How big are you?"

Now it was the other's turn to smirk triumphantly.

"Fourteen inches."

V-mon fell over.

"It's 'truth'! Not 'What I'd wish'!" he protested.

"No lies there," Armadimon calmly retorted. "You know you can always ask for proof," he added with a grin.

The dragon looked away with an embarrassed expression. He tried to imagine what it would be like. It'd reach almost to his forehead, he concluded. Armadimon had a longer torso, though; he could just angle his head down and... He gulped. Armadimon looked at him and chuckled in amusement. V-mon wasn't very good at hiding his thoughts, and his sheath was bulging noticeably. This would be fun .

"Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Same question."

V-mon blushed further. Armadimon continued to just lay back and smirk.

"Five inches and a half," he said.

"Not bad," Armadimon commented with a giggle as V-mon ostensibly placed both hands over his sheath. "I'll take a dare, dagya."

V-mon sighed. It was time to get to the serious business. They weren't going to settle it by continuing this way. He pointed at the carrot bag.

"For every truth you take now, you have to put one of these up your ass or down your sheath."

Armadimon's eyebrows furrowed.

"Sure. Bring it on!" he said. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

It felt more secure for the time being.

"Ever touched another's dick?"

Okay, maybe not.

"Ahhh... Yes," he admitted.

"Ooooh!" Armadimon excitedly said. "Whose?"

It wasn't part of the question, so V-mon didn't have to actually answer, but he did anyway.

"Well... We fooled around some with Hawkmon and Wormmon. There was also that time with Agumon..."

"Ah-AH! I knew you'd been dirty with Bird-boy!" Armadimon exclaimed, pointing at the dragon digimon.

"Wha-? How did-?"

"I'm not teeeelliiing!" the armadillo teased with a sing-song voice.

V-mon growled.

"Truth or dare?"

Armadimon gave it a thought. V-mon had brought that previous dare with a plan in mind. No doubt it would be to his advantage. He decided to stall for the time being and prevent another dare. Besides, it would be funnier that way.

"Truth," he said.

V-mon's jaw dropped. Armadimon took a carrot between his claw and gave it a good look. It was shiny with condensed water, and smoothly textured. The tip was nub and thin like a crayon, widening slightly to barely a third of an inch wide, for a length of one. V-mon looked on as the mammal lowered his arm with dramatic slowness and pressed the pointed end to the crinkled asshole barely visible at the base of his tail. He gave V-mon a suggestive wink before pressing his paw up. With barely any resistance and a light "slurp," the carrot vanished. Armadimon took a deep breath and closed his eyes to calm down. He didn't want to break an erection now. It would ruin his plan.

"Your question?" he finally requested, eyes still closed.

The carrot was cold. which made for an odd sensation in and of itself. It also made him feel like he had to take a dump, which was somewhat ridiculous. But it did not feel painful, partly because digimon had a higher pain threshold than humans, but mostly because he'd had much larger things coming in and out before. V-mon gulped to collect himself, then continued.

"Same to you. Did you and with who?"

"Oh. Yes. I also happen to have fooled around with Hawkmon. Also Patamon, Tentomon, Gabumon and Gomamon," he said as nonchalantly as he could. "Does that makes me better? Or worse?" he asked, opening his eyes.

"I- I haven't de- decided yet," V-mon stuttered.

Armadimon inwardly grinned. The dragon was losing his edge from having control of his own dare wrestled away from him.

"Truth or dare?"

V-mon pondered the dilemma for several seconds and came to the conclusion his best bet was probably to try and entice Armadimon to make the same choice as himself.

"Dare," he resolutely said.

Armadimon smirked. Bingo. now was the perfect time to hit V-mon with one dare he would have a hard time accepting.

"The first one whose erection shows up must give the other a blowjob, dagya," he stated.

V-mon's eyes came as wide as saucer plates. No way he would... let that sneaky little yellow quadruped get away with that so easily.

"I'll take it!" he announced.

"And no hiding, of course," Armadimon continued, nibbling on a carrot.

V-mon nodded and crossed his arms on his chest, revealing a swollen sheath that made the other laugh.

"That distracting?"

"You have no idea," V-mon smiled. "Truth or dare?"

Armadimon smirked. It would take only minimal prodding to get the dragon exactly where he wanted him.

"Truth," he announced.

He twirled a second, larger carrot that he positioned at his tail hole, smirking. V-mon held his breath. Armadimon pushed the vegetable in as easily as he had the first, which by now he hardly felt. The cool and enlarging feeling made him blush slightly as he felt his sheath coming tighter.

"What would be your next moves for truth and dare?" V-mon asked.

It was a fair question, and a secure one too. It forced Armadimon to stick to his choices. However, the yellow digimon knew he could use it to his advantage and to push V-mon into the net of his earlier dare.

"Well... For a truth, I'll ask you to tell the details of your... sexcapades with everybody. For a dare, I'll request that you put the tip of that so far unused tail of yours up that so far equally unused tail hole of yours, dagya," Armadimon exposed with calculated slowness.

He could just see the cogwheels working their way through V-mon's mind. The blue and white digimon turned a new shade of mauve as he considered the various incidents. No, he couldn't tell about that, or when he'd... or how they'd... and how good... Oh boy... His member was stirring, and he was not sure how much longer he could keep it hidden. It was safer to... And it would give him a chance.

"I'll take dare. May I go and get some lubricant, though?" he requested.

Please say yes, please say yes... he mentally begged.

"Sure!" Armadimon happily agreed.

The shelled digimon welcomed the temporary distraction. It would allow him to discreetly switch his position and keep his member in check longer. While he didn't doubt that V-mon was in much worse a position on that front, he felt better safe than sorry, especially seeing how his size made it practically impossible to keep a full erection at bay.

V-mon hopped off the couch and tried to walk back to the kitchen as conspicuously as possible; almost as soon as he was off the piece of furniture, he felt the tip of his member poking out of the sheath opening. Once he was in the kitchen, he let the member out with a sigh. It wasn't cheating if nobody found out, he reasoned. The red skin glistened with the pre that seeped almost continually from his member. The dragon closed his fist around it, gasping at the twinge of pleasure this touch elicited, and immediately started moving his fingers up and down the flesh as fast as possible. He had to be fast or Armadimon would notice.

"What are you doing in there?" the digimon called, as if on cue.

He still pleasured himself as he answered, and knew he was aroused enough that the orgasm would wash rapidly over him. It didn't take much back and forth movements before, accompanied with a muffled grunt, the cum jutted out and splattered over his hand and the floor mid-sentence.

"I'm looking for it. Just gimme two minutes and I'm com-" V-mon interrupted himself.

He rapidly cleaned up the small mess with paper towels that he threw in the trash can before grabbing the margarine in the fridge and hurrying back to the living room.

"What were you doing? I thought I was going to go asleep here!" Armadimon joked.

V-mon blushed lightly and rubbed the back of his head, his "horns" twitching.

"Eh... I couldn't find it..." he apologized, holding the plastic container in front of himself.

He opened it, set the cover on the coffee table, and just looked at the content, unsure how to proceed from there. Armadimon snickered.

"Go on. Don't let me stop you, dagya!" he joked.

V-mon lowered the container at the same time he brought his tail in front of himself. The pointed scaly appendage dipped in. When it pulled out, a gob of white substance came along. The digimon spread it over the last few inches with an uneasy expression. Armadimon looked on with great interest. The tail curved down, came up from between the dragon's leg and curled around so the tip rested at his cheekless asshole. V-mon took a deep breath and held it as his tail penetrated his rectum.

It felt... completely different from much anything he'd ever experienced. The stretching sensation was... strange, yet not exactly uncomfortable. He pushed the appendage in deeper, until a good two and half inches were in, and the sensation took a whole new meaning. V-mon's breath deepened again and he moaned. It was like going from bare vanilla ice cream to rocky road with caramel and chocolate syrup. The sensation spread through his gut like honey through his veins. His cock, already flared from the short preceding mastubatory session, practically exploded out of its sheath and a jet of precum squirted out and landed an inch from Armadimon.

"Hey watch where you're aiming that thing, dagya!"

V-mon blushed and tried to turn away, his tail coming out of his ass in the same movement.

"Hey hey, there!" Armadimon tutted. "We said 'no hiding'! You know what that means..."

V-mon could feel his blush deepen from the humiliation.

"Yes," he said, turning around.

Armadimon pulled his forepaws behind his head and leaned back against the arm of the couch as the lizard approached him. Between his leg, a small dark brown tip emerged from the thick, swollen sheath. V-mon gulped. Once the dragon was done climbing onto the couch and was on all four, Armadimon nodded at his tail.

"And you keep that in until I'm done!" he added.

V-mon had no obligation to, but went with it anyway. It certainly wasn't the most horrible feeling he had known in his life. His eyes closed when the tip returned to its previous resting place, penetrating even deeper than it had, until the pleasure turned into a bit of pain. It was... amazing. A form of pleasure he never expected. Completely different from that rimming Agumon had performed on him back then. He blushed at the memories until a paw pushing lightly, but insistently on the back of his head brought him back to his senses.

There it was, the musky-scented, swollen sheath of Armadimon. From the opening a small, pointed tip emerged. It was slightly wrinkled, much like Daisuke's foreskin, and shone in the crude lights of the living room from the pre that covered it. The slimy substance overflowed and slid down the sheath. V-mon caught it and followed up the thread with a finger until it nudged at the head. The skin there was hot and wet, and it produced a squishing sound when he actually inserted his finger inside the sheath, elicitating a shudder from the mammalian digimon.

"Stop fooling around, dagya!" he protested.

"Shut up and let me do my shtick already!" V-mon sharply retorted.

He made his point by lowering down his head and nibbling on the sheath. He then turned his head so he could press at it on both sides with his mouth, lightly squeezing the member inside. Armadimon groaned. V-mon's tail, almost of its own accord, began to slowly move in and out of his back end, making his member throb and seep out more precum. He felt the pressure inside the sheath suddenly diminish greatly and something wet and soft flopped across his forehead. He took it in hand and moved back so he could look at it. It was Armadimon's member, apparently still soft. The leathery skin on it formed large wrinkles between which pre had accumulated to the point of almost sloshing when it moved.

It was a good size. Six inches was above the average for digimon, but not necessarily anything to brag about. It was quite flexible and easily bent to the side until the tip was almost back into the sheath. V-mon gave Armadimon a dubious look.

"Don't worry. It's not completely hard yet," the yellow digimon reassured him.

V-mon's eyes widened. Indeed, the member was slowly taking a more rigid shape between his hands, raising and lengthening. The dragon suddenly realized his lips had not actually touched it yet. He blushed and brought his head down again so his mouth hovered close to the junction between the cock and the sheath. Meanwhile, his hands worked on lightly stroking the member, rapidly coming to be covered in the pre generously spurting from it.

Armadimon gave out a wanton moan and again his paws found their way to V-mon's head. They lightly grasped at his large, fleshy ear-like horns and pulled him forward. The movement was marked with desire, but not forceful. V-mon's tongue went out and tentatively licked at a fold of skin. The pre was a thick, salty liquid, but it was difficult to accurately judge since the aftertaste of natto still hung in his mouth. It didn't seem too different from Hawkmon's or Wormmon's, though.

The tongue slipped between the folds and licked up and down, diverting more tasty pre into his mouth. He moved up slowly, often turning his head so he could nibble at the skin. The folds seemed to take more substance as he moved up. Indeed the member was definitely coming to be hard completely. V-mon moved back slightly to look when he realized his hands did not reach to the top anymore, and his jaw dropped. Armadimon's member truly was a good foot long. He could not tell exactly without a tape, but at this point, he wouldn't quibble over an inch of two. It was hard, although not as much as one would expect, as it maintained some of the flexibility the dragon had noted previously. Much more than V-mon's own erection, anyway.

The tip, now hard and throbbing, was not wrinkled anymore. The member seemed to be built mostly like a human's (though an impressively long one), with a thick, leathery foreskin giving the impression of a larger girth than it actually had—Hawkmon and Wormmon were both probably better endowed on that front. Indeed, the skin flaps at the base reminded V-mon of the ones hanging from the neck of some hound dogs. Much like he had originally supposed, the tip reached very close to Armadimon's chin.

"Woah..." he let out.

Armadimon grinned. He placed a paw on each side of the foot-long dick and stroked it, pulling the foreskin back and forth a few times.

"Nice, isn't it?"

V-mon looked away and blushed.

"Guess so..."

"You won't get much work done that way, y'know, dagya," the mammalian digimon reminded him.

He felt slightly light-headed, as he always did when he got a full erection. That was the reason why he had such good self-control over it in the first place, too. V-mon eeped and his blush deepened. He stood up on his knees and edged forward, the tip of the member actually towering over him. He wrapped a hand just below the head and began to stroke slowly. As he did so, he pulled the fleshy pole toward himself, bending it lightly. Armadimon's lusty whimpers raised in volume when V-mon's lips finally made contact with his oversensitive skin.

V-mon covered the head in wet kisses, his drool mixing in with the pre and dripping all over his fingers before the mix fell onto his legs, stomach and member. His lips parted and wrapped around the very tip of the head, his tongue teasing at the pisshole. Armadimon's member lacked a real frenulum, and the large meatus was located at the very top of a roughly conical head. V-mon's hand pulled up the foreskin until it bunched at his lips and stroked lightly, still teasing the opening and sucking out the pre that freely flowed from it. Eventually, he opened his mouth and lurched forward, slipping the rest of the foreskin-covered head in his mouth. His lips closed around the skin and pulled it back to uncover the head, which he rapidly lavished attention upon, licking and sucking like a man starved for water.

Armadimon's whimper turned to true moans and his grasp on the horns tightened. He humped and the member lightly hit the back of V-mon's mouth. It wasn't very comfortable, and V-mon backed away, instead bobbing his mouth up and down the small section of the member that would fit inside. Armadimon had been right on one point: his friend intended to give him one heck of an orgasm. The dragon pulled the foreskin back and forth with his lips all the while licking at the head like he would a fudge popsicle.

Armadimon's grip tightened again, on the verge of being painful, and the digimon tensed, panting heavily. V-mon immediately stopped moving and merely held the head in his mouth. The other digimon whimpered loudly as V-mon carefully maintained him on his edge. And then it was gone, the peak of pleasure in his crotch receding, and Armadimon glowered down.

"Relaksh," V-mon reassured him around the member. "I know what I'm doing."

For all response, Armadimon's tail lashed out and slapped him across the thigh. V-mon grinned and began sucking on the head again. His hands moved to the base of the member and kneaded the sheath, one finger slipping inside again to feel more insistently. Armadimon's body tensed again, and V-mon retaliated by taking his mouth off the cock completely,but continuing to squeeze and feel inside the sheath, keeping him on the very edge of orgasm for as long as possible. Armadimon's eyes glazed over and he let out long, demanding moans.

"Please..." he begged.

V-mon smiled again. That had been all he'd waited for. He roughly grabbed the member, curbed it into his mouth and unleashed a relentless assault of sucking, pulling, nibbling and licking upon the head, foreskin, and any part that would reach inside as he moved back and forth. That was far more than Armadimon had hoped for. His orgasm exploded in a firestorm of pleasure that swept from his crotch, fired through his innards and up his spine until it blasted into his brain, outright blinding him with pleasure. His grip tightened around V-mon's horns to the point that the dragon digimon winced, and his tail came as straight as a ruler. Armadimon faintly sensed his ball and retentive sack contract and push out everything that was available into V-mon's mouth.

The blue digimon felt the crotch give a number of pulses in rapid succession, and cum simply gushed out into his mouth. Had Armadimon's pisshole been of a more usual size, the pressure would probably have verged on the painful, but the creamy, off-white substance didn't spurt or squirt; rather it flowed freely as if from a broken tap. It quickly overflowed his mouth and a small cascade came down his chin and chest to make a mess of the two digimon's crotches. The cum's creamy texture and sheer amount sharply contrasted with both Hawkmon's gel-like juices and Wormmon's single, violent squirt. V-mon still swallowed as much as he could, but could not hope to follow the amount that had just poured inside.

"Woah..." V-mon said, contemplating the liquids they were covered with.

"That was... Probably the strongest orgasm I ever had," Armadimon panted.

He finally let go of V-mon's head and the digimon brought his hands up to rub at his flesh appendages. Armadimon gave a contrite look at that, but V-mon shrugged it away. The mammal's member began to soften and lean on him. It receded to a half-hard, eight-inches length, four or five of which peaked from the sheath. Armadimon looked down at the cum all over his crotch and curled around as if to perform his Hard Shell attack. V-mon could hear muffled licking and slurping sounds coming from inside the yellow ball.

"Truth or dare?" he asked, shaking his head.

Armadimon unfurled to reveal a clean (if saliva-covered) body. By now he didn't really care what his opponent would assign him. He might as well have some fun with it too.

"Dare," he said.

V-mon looked down at himself and the liquid still pooling between his legs.

"Clean this."

Armadimon nodded, somewhat thankful at the hardly disgusting request, and moved back and forth until his momentum made him drop on all fours, his head falling right in V-mon's crotch. He immediately began to slurp up the cooling liquid that had accumulated there. Once most of the work was done, he licked the drops and streaks on the legs, causing V-mon to squirms as the tongue tickled sensitive patches of skin.

The curious creature then began to lick up and down the member to remove the foreign juices, elicitating moans of pleasures from the receiver. V-mon's tail shoved as far as it would go in his tailhole, rubbing the inflamed spot of his prostate. His body tensed and he moaned loudly as two strong squirts sent his juices flying on his chest and face.

"Ooooh, kinky!" Armadimon commented, rapidly cleaning up the smears of semen from the crotch and member.

Finally, after the job there was completed, he licked up V-mon's stomach and chest, maliciously lavishing attention on the dragon's usually unnoticeable nipples in the process, until he could lick at his neck and make him squirm again. In the middle of the digimon's protests, Armadimon grabbed the sides of his head with his forepaws so he'd stop moving and his tongue licked the mix of cums from V-mon's chin and lips. While he still held the head in his paws, he suddenly applied his lips to a surprised V-mon's and forced them apart with his tongue so he could push inside the cum he had just cleaned up. He kept his mouth there despite his opponent's muffled protests until the digimon swallowed.

The second he was free of movements, V-mon recoiled back, arms flailing and eyes widened, causing himself to fall back and the other digimon to land atop him. He blushed and shoved Armadimon off him.

"What was that for?" he yelled.

"Let's just say you got a free pass," Armadimon grinned and helped him up.

V-mon rolled his eyes.

"Truth or dare?" he growled.

"Dare."

Armadimon was, to say the least, intrigued as to what V-mon would imagine to get revenge for that one. The kiss had been a sudden inspiration. A sexual pique just to see how far he could go. Which was apparently a lot.

"Make me cum without hands or mouth."

It was Armadimon's eyebrows who arched dubiously this time. V-mon had just had an orgasm. It was rather unlikely he would be able to come right away again. But calling it on the dragon meant losing, and by now it wasn't so much about the last dango anymore, but about his pride. He recalled V-mon's comments about dozens of orgasm in a short time span. He had scratched it off to bragging, but then he would hardly have expected Tentomon to have a prehensile cock, or Gomamon to have cum that sizzled like soda. He eyed the digimon's enduring erection and, sighing, concluded he would have to trust him.

He leaned forward and a strong smell of cum and pre invaded his nostrils. He noted that the member was already covered in pre again. V-mon leaked the liquid like he drooled in front of a chocolate bar. Armadimon considered his options. No hands, no mouth. That left... Three options, one of which he did not want to use right away. He stood up back on his hind legs so he could prop himself against the arm again.

"Get closer, I can't reach!" he demanded.

V-mon gave him a surprised look, but obliged nonetheless. Armadimon noted with some pride that his tail was still firmly lodged into his ass. It wouldn't for much longer, though, he mentally commented. He moved his hind paw forward and the sole of it pressed against V-mon's sheath, sending throbs into the member. V-mon gasped in mixed pleasure and disgust.

"Hey, that's..."

"Shut up and let me do my shtick," Armadimon snapped back.

V-mon nodded feverishly. You don't argue with someone who has a foot firmly pressed into your privates. Said foot moved up the slick member and rather clumsily rubbed it against the dragon's stomach, elicitating moans from V-mon. The tip slipped between two claws that rubbed up and down on each sides, forcing more pre out of the cock. Armadimon groaned. This was not working as well as he'd hoped. Time for plan B. His tail slipped inside the loop of V-mon's and pulled. A loud gasp came out of the blue digimon's mouth as his tail did the same of his ass. Armadimon could see the red moistness inside and grinned widely. The digimon was stretched enough for this to cause no problem.

His paw stopped stroking the member so that the tail could wrap around it and do the same. The mammalian twirled and rubbed the tips of his tail and V-mon's member together, spreading pre on his skin to facilitate the next part of the operation. The tail trailed down across V-mon's sheath and ballsack to his hole and delicately pressed in. The asshole clenched tightly against the intruder and V-mon moaned loudly again. Not only was Armadimon's tail tip larger than his, it was marked by a row of bumps on the upper side, each of which rubbed and nudged his innards and sent splashes of pleasures radiating inside his body.

Armadimon eyed V-mon's expression of contentment and smiled proudly. He pulled back his tail slightly before shoving it in further. V-mon gasped and resisted a sudden need to grab his member and jerk off. The tip had hit his sweet button, and it was now his turn to teeter torturously on the edge. His ass crushed Armadimon's tail, which filled him even further than his own had. All common sense left his body when both of the quadruped's hind paws clasped around his member. Armadimon secured his balance with the two other paws before starting to tentatively stroke the cock, encouraged in this course by the dragon's moans and gasps. His tail began to move in rhythm with the stroking and V-mon's breath shortened.

Armadimon wiggled the tip of his tail as much as its stiff build allowed him to. He squeezed the dragon's cock tightly between his soles, gave one last, quick stroke upward that almost hit V-mon's face, then snapped his tail right out of the clenched ass. V-mon's eyes shot open and his face contorted in pleasure as his member gave out two squirts that landed across his chest. Drained by the orgasm, the dragon flopped on his back, his still hard member dripping the last drops of cum on his stomach. Armadimon gave the digimon a lusty smirk and climbed over him to lick at the still warm liquid, feeling the blue and white chest heave under his tongue.

"Truth or dare?" he asked in a sultry voice.

"Ugn... dare," V-mon answered dazedly, much to Armadimon's surprise.

"Well... in that case..."

V-mon's eyes were still closed, but he could feel the digimon shuffling around until something warm and sweaty was pressed to his face. It was Armadimon's asshole.

"Work it."

V-mon made a face, which only had the effect of pushing his tongue out and against the skin next to the hole. Armadimon moved ever so slightly so it pressed against the dragon's lips. V-mon sighed, making the mammalian digimon shudder. His tongue ventured out and probed at the hole. The taste of sweat came on it. And something else, nondescript. He continued to lick around the asshole clumsily until the muscles around it tensed and 2 warm, moist cylinders dropped on his face. V-mon sputtered in disgust before realizing those where the carrots Armadimon had inserted in there earlier. At the same moment, something wet plopped on his stomach. Armadimon was coming hard again.

The dragon smirked and teasingly squeezed the member between his fingers as his tongue returned to licking up the hole that now glistened with sweat and saliva. Armadimon almost ground it into his face, forcing him to actually insert his tongue inside. It easily slipped in and the receiver gave a moan. His lengthening member began to rub against V-mon's and the pair humped at each others with abandon. The dragon's tail curled to come back into his own hole again, but Armadimon interrupted it and began to lightly chew and suck on the tip.

V-mon's tongue now lavished attention on the hole as if honey would come out of it any minute from now. It twisted and penetrated almost on its own, attempting to enter as far as possible and making Armadimon yearn for more. The armadillo continued to hump their members together, his movements coming harder and more urgent, until he couldn't stand it anymore. It wasn't difficult to guess what V-mon's next request would be, and it was just what the mammal desired. With a grunt of regret, he moved away so V-mon could sit back up and propped himself on a cushion at the end of the couch again, leaving his moist hole pertinently exposed.

"Truth of dare?"

It was more of a formality by now.

"Dare," was Armadimon's wanting answer.

V-mon gave him a goofy grin and kneeled in front of his fellow chosen digimon. He took his member and carefully aligned it to the offered asshole, positioning the tip on the skin and teasing the digimon much like he had done earlier. Armadimon whimpered again and humped at him lightly, prompting V-mon to actually sink his fleshy rod inside the desirable receptacle.

He gasped. They both did. It seemed to be a perfect fit. The member throbbed and dripped inside Armadimon's gut. The dragon pulled out fully before shoving in a second time with a slurping sound, and groaned as his member sent in 3 squirts inside Armadimon's rectum. The mammal gave him a disappointed look that V-mon did not lose any second in contradicting. He drove his far from soft member in and out again. And again. His hands gripped at the shell while Armadimon's own paws grasped at his shoulders as he began humping back in V-mon's long, hard thrust. The dragon would slam his member in, come out almost completely before shoving in again.

Each penetration jolted against Armadimon's prostate and forced small cries of pleasure out of his mouth. His head hung down, giving him a prime view of his hole's hungry acceptance of V-mon's member and his own spurting pre less than an inch from his face. Immediately his lips wrapped around the hot head and he began softly nursing on it. V-mon's member twitched and he gasped loudly, head thrown back, as he came for the fifth time that day, continuing to hump the armadillo for all he was worth. His pleasure did not diminish completely, leaving him stumbling on the blinding edge of another tremendous orgasm. His movement garnered even more strength, his slamming starting to shake the piece of furniture. The flesh moving inside him made Armadimon hornier than he'd ever been. The warm glow of pleasure was coming back to him, and he let out a cry, his pre-spurting member coming out of his mouth at the same time as his voice.

"V-mon! I- I-"

But his lover did not let him finished his sentence, shoving his lips roughly against the mammal's muzzle and letting their tongue wrestle freely in the arena thus created. Armadimon pulled himself into V-mon as he came with a shrill moan. His member flowing a much diminished load compared to his earlier one as it was squeezed between their sweaty body. The ass grasped and squeezed wantonly at V-mon's member, providing him a much needed relief as he joined Armadimon in orgasm, pouring a final load into him, his forces drained by pleasure stronger than everything he had known so far. He collapsed on Armadimon, the latter's cum squelching between them, and wheezed.

"Tell you what..." he panted. "I don't... care anymore... You can... have the damn dango..."

Armadimon panted back.

"I'm too tired by now, dagya... You think you're up for a last one?"

"Maybe..." V-mon wheezed.

"Clean... me?"

"Only If you'll return the favor."

"Deal," Armadimon tiredly agreed.

"There's hardly anything down there..." V-mon commented as he got on all fours to lick the cum from the mammal's sheath.

"Takes a while to build a load like that, dagya..." came the explanation.

The dragon pressed on each side to force the head of the member out. Armadimon groaned at this, especially when the mouth wrapped around the opening and member poking out of it to suck and lick.

"Uhgn!"

"Relax. I'm just doing my job," V-mon explained.

His tongue explored the purple skin and chased the streaks of white liquid around the leg creases and gaping asshole. The wet appendage snaked its way inside to clean some of his own cum before moving upward to clear the splatters from the digimon's bellybutton, stomach and chest. V-mon had half a mind to tease the other's nipples in turn, but could not find any.

"There! All squeaky clean!" he said.

He added extra emphasis by rubbing his fingers against the smooth skin, making a squeaking sound from the saliva. Armadimon's eyes open and he grabbed at V-mon for the necessary leverage so he could get on all four. He advanced slowly below the spread digimon, licking at the sweat and semen on his chest. Some had dripped down on the false leather fabric, and he licked it up too. V-mon now leaning heavily on his back, Armadimon began to clean a member that was still, to his great surprise, erect. The cum smears came off amongst tired moans.

"Shouldn't it be going soft?" the shelled digimon asked.

"It will, eventually..." V-mon sighed out.

He just wanted to sleep now.

"You cheated earlier, dagya, I could smell it," Armadimon commented, giving the round head a couple of small licks that were greeted with fresh precum.

"Does it really matters anymore?" V-mon protested weakly.

"No," the other digimon admitted. "It just means you still owe me a dare, dagya."

V-mon smiled.

"Anytime..."

Sleep washed over him as a pair of hungry lips teased his member into another orgasm. Armadimon had decided to check on his numbers while he had the occasion.

Notes:
Dangos are sweet, sticky dumplings made from rice flour.
Natto is fermented soybeans. The terribly foul description of the taste, texture and aspect of it was based on a number of second-hand accounts that did not made it of any interest for me to try it personally in the name of art. I hope you'll understand.
Armadillos do have a particularly long penis, though maybe not quite as long as Armadimon is described to have here (my sources say "up to a third of the body's length"), and almost certainly not built like that. You might have noticed Armadimon was not described as having a ballsack. This is also accurate, as armadillos have intra-abdominal testicles.