A Side of Ogremon Part 2.........................................................................................................

 

            The feet of the digimon came closer to Ogremon's position.  He curled behind the boulders, hoping the bushes and tall grasses would provide additional cover.  All of a sudden, he heard the loud stomp of the foot from the Fugamon.  Ogremon breathed slowly and frowned hard.  This had reminded him of the time he was hiding from the Digimon Emporer and his cronies, or the D-Reaper's agents when Myotismon came to inherit its powers.  Not trying to think about the raging hard on in his shorts, he adjusted his position even more into ground.  When the two Fugamon came into the corner of his eye, he held his breath and froze.  They looked at the boulders, and looked around the brush and into the darkness of the wilds.  Another Fugamon came into view, and they both headed toward Ogremons hiding place.  It wasn't until they came upon one of the pine trees that they searched some more.  Ogremon saw that they were of the few who had already taken their loins off.  They have to have been trained, as they thoroughly moved on the grounds, moving rocks, brushes, even looking above them into the fruit trees.  Even while it was dark, their big ears served their purpose.  It wasn't till Ogremon lifted his head again that he saw the Fugamon coming ever closer, and he broke into a sweat.  Then he heard one of the Fugamon grunt and the movements stopped. 

            He used that time to move quietly away from the boulders and behind a tree he was next to, being careful not to let the bones on his shoulders bump into any objects around him.  As he turned, he saw one of the Fugamon had abruptly grabbed the other on his balls from behind.  Smiling with their ridiculously long jaws, they eyed eachother as they moved closer to the boulders.  The Fugamon who had his hands free placed his palms down on the boulder as the other bent him over to lap its long tounge on his rump and ass cheeks.  The mon grunted as he was kissed and nipped on his behind.  The Fugamon on the back end moved his hands onto the standing mon's ribcage, then slid up to its nipples and pinched them.  The standing mon's cock began to spring into action, throbbing into its glorious erection. 

            Ogremon shivered again, knowing that the fat monster cocks were uncomfortable even for his kind to handle.  As he watched the Fugamon become fully erect, the Fugamon on its back lightly rubbed its palms up and down the shaft to bring it to full attention.  An impressive ten inches came around the underside of the Fugamon, being pulled behind the balls, and over the mon's love opening.  The Fugamon behind it rubbed the head of the cock on the pucker of its anus.  Pre began to flow, lubing the entrance as the Fugamon being handled looked up into the night sky, all the pleasure and heat on his brow making him blush and sweat the menstrations of the other mon handling him.  Then the Fugamon jerking it off pushed the head of the cock into the opening loosening it.  The squishing of the cock made the standing mon even more aroused as he licked his lips and ground his claws into the boulder leaving marks.  His own monhood was used to pierce the opening of his tight ring, and it was rough, but a few more thrusts sent it inward and the tightening pressure was all but gone.  The Fugamon holding on to the latter's cock, let it swing back to his front making it slap wetly onto the boulder then stood behind him and held him in place. 

            Rubbing his own cockhead along the small of its back, he took it in his hand and glided it down to the wet opening.  Both Fugamon cooed when the cockhead began to spread the ass cheeks of the bottom mon, but then it slipped out. 

           

            “Dammit,” whispered the mon, “I thought you said that dildo the boss made would prep me right.” 

 

            The standing mon growled in his ear.  “Fuck, your still a tight bitch,”  then the mon took hold of the bottom mon's neck with his teeth.  Closing a jaw around the area between his shoulder and neck, the mon's fangs bit on the flesh ever so slightly to not pierce the flesh.

            “rrrI told you not to call me a...ughnn...aah!”  The Fugamon's words were stopped as the dominating mon pushed his cock head in.  The lower Fugamon became almost limber from the pain and pleasure filling his loins at once, as his cock rubbed on the granite boulder once again.  After letting it ream in his tightness, it was pushed further in and the shaft followed with all the twelve inches of hot monhood.

           

            Ogremon could smell the sex from them both.  He covered his eyes, but couldn't help peeking a bit as the Fugamon's grunts turned to moans, then loud growls as it was fucked.  Slowly first, then gradually into furious humping.  His pants became crammed again, and his cock was just the same as it began to slide from under it cavernous prison onto his left leg.  Pre began to ooze down as his blood began to boil.  He sweated both out of pleasure and dread trying his best to hold back the urge of jumping the fugamon.  Both of whom he could easily take.  Being the only one of his kind, and the most powerful, he also had a wild sex drive.  When fugamon squirted it was like the trickling of a hose without a nozzle, but when he squirted, it would be like a firehose on full blast, and if he didn't fill the bowels and tummies of those he bred with, he would certainly leave a mess for them to clean.  His thoughts were interrupted as a goblinmon, who had been kneeling for a hot minute in front of Ogremon drooled at the sight of the ogrecock.  It reached out to touch the engorged pike, and Ogremon growled suddenly and fiercely as he toppled the now screeching goblinmon.  Ogremon started to kiss its face and tusks in long, sloppy tounge laps, and began to undo its vest.  Biting on one of its arms, he held it in place and undid the shorts he wore realeasing his one-eyed green monster from its tight prison.  It swelled and looked ready to burst.  He was easily taken as the two fugamon from earlier had siezed the sex-crazed Ogremon, and held him by both arms as hard as they could. 

 

            “You piles of digidung!!!  I'll rip out your hides and eat yer fuckin' bones!!!”  Ogremon growled into the darkness.

 

            With that, the two fugamon released Ogremon, pushing back into the boulders, before he could turn fully, a fist landed on his right cheek, and scraped his lip.  Then another clear punch right in between his eyes.  The two fugamon proceeded to bludgeon Ogremon and pummel him down to the ground.  The blood held him paralyzed with anger, as well as his ongoing erection.  The goblinmon was again before Ogremon, as it wound its arm in a circular fasion before delivering a punch right onto Ogremons face knocking him out completely.  There was darkness all around. The calm and silence was all that was to be for him. 

 

            “Shit, am I dead...?  Am I absorbed?   All these thoughts went away as searing, stabbing pain sent itching vibrations throughout his whole body.  He awoke to the taste of sand on his lower lip and his tounge.  He must have been hit pretty hard, as he awoke to the sunrise making him quiver and squint hard.  He smelled burning wood and thatch, and something else.  It was the dank smell of flesh after being immersed in water for a while, not like fish, but fur.  A dark form came into his blurred view, and his sight adjusted, ever so crossed, to a horned figure standing in front of him, the large wet form of Minotarumon with the salty droplets all over his form.

 

            “Good morning green guy...?  Remember me...?  The boistrous voice of the mon rang in Ogremon's ears.  He swallowed wanting to spit on its feet, but felt his throat burn from dryness.  Last nights antics really weakened his ability to move.  Carrying the boulders, flexing, and hiding, only to be found and beaten like a stray dogmon.  “What's the matter...?  Poor Ogremon thirsty?”  Minotarumon taunted. Then a liquid substance splashed into his hair and leaked onto this head, down his brow, and into his eyes.  It was not water.  The sensation made him spin his head violently, and roll into the sand, or anything else to get take the burn off.  Then a lighter substance was splashed harshly onto the convulging Ogremon.  The burning stopped, and his body was now at full attention to the figure in front of him.  His eyes felt watery and swollen.  It was Minotarumon alright.  Holding a bottle in his hand, he drank of what ever he had put on Ogremon, and in his other a barrel of freshwater.  It wasn't wearing its boots or the suit over its flesh like usual, he had hands similar to Orgemon's but withouth the knodes on the kuckles.  Also, the top of his head was covered by his mane, and was clearly showing his insane, sadistic smile.  After taking the bottle off his lips, Minotarumon looked over Ogremons body.  Ogremon, now having all of senses active felt the draft of the morning tides touch him below his chin harder than usual.  When he looked himself over, he saw his shorts gone, and his vulnerable bottom exposed to all the digimon that came into view.

 

            “So this Ogremon managed to evade me for four days.  Well, let me tell you!  I am the leader of these mons, and you, mister Ogremon, are fucked...stand him up!!!”  He barked out orders to the Fugamon, and they siezed him roughly, with the sand all over his forearms and lower legs.  “Clean him off and tie him up, well have our fun after breakfast, hahaha!”  The Minotarumon kackled and strolled off.

 

            Seeing that the digimon obeyed without question meant only one thing, Minotarumon must have contracted a virus that allowed him to bring these wild mons together.  He opened his jaw, and it popped, the irritation in his has eyes had eased as he adjusted himself to the light around him, and the feel of the tight grip of the Fugamon that took him forceably to the exterior of the forest.  Ogremon saw what he had seen for the last few days, a campsite, all pitched using the foliage of the wilderness, and smoke rising from somewhere within.

 

            “Shit...Ogremon sighed to himself, “This is going to be a long day...”

 

END Part 2