argh disclaimers can be annoying, anyway if your under seventeen you aint supposed to be here so don't read k?

You probably don't read this fine print like stuff anyway so all I can say is why do I bother?


The Obstacle Course

The digidestined and their digimon made a plan to destory those who made them seem outta their league. The one's they were fighting were just a bunch a kids , in the prime of their live having a little fun writing some stories that weren't for some. They were sent to digiworld they must pay the price, unless they can fight back and make things right!

(a/n I have to start practising writing things in third person for essays in high school so even though I'm in it, I won't be the narriator so my buddy the real narriator will do the job right Narriator?

Narriator: right boss

On with the lemon!)

"He shows great promise, strong, durable, able to withstand harsh enviroments to bad he isn't a machine" Analog Man staring at a moniter with MetalMikemon on it, he and a mess of other digimon were tossed into an Obstacle cousre to test their worth, many digimon were being knocked out of the runnings and shoutes knocked them back into their cells, the ones getting farther were given the fancy cells while the others just got tossed back into the damp traditonal cells while the ones who failed outright got....the machine

"But we can make him like us right Lady Techno?"

A strong but definatly femine voice filled the room the red eyes of the fem shining brightly

"of course, my love" Her laughter rang through the air filling the room with a sweet scent that was from an oil, but the scent was sweet none the less. Analog Man was pleased with his work, she was a thing of elegantic technlogical prefection, and he did a good job on her breasts. (^_^)

MetalMikemon was running for his life in the obsactle course, several Floramon being chopped down into one of the lavashed dungeons as he ducked blades darts and various unmentionable things thrown at him. He ducked under the last closing door as several Mushroommon went splat on the same door and were slid into one of the very lavashed dungeons. Mike's reward would be much sweeter however a word and a feeling he longed for a long time.

Freedom.

Analog Man laughed as he saw the look of joy on Mike's face fall like a ton of bricks as the trap door fell out beneath Mike and landed him smack dab into a mesly stone dungeon. 

To Mikemon however this dungeon appeared to be more of a catacombs, long stone pillars looked like they were gaints holding up the sky, well at least the roof. Then he noticed a long wooden coffin. He knew it was a bed to the most famous vampire digimon, Myotismon, but he also noticed that the room near the coffin appeared to be a greenhouse minus the glass walls, flowers mainly roses decorated the place also making it very pleasing to the nose.

"I never knew Myotismon had a green thumb, or that he even liked flowers" The metal human digimon said to no one curiously inscpecting the flowers and coffin not acctualy touchig it fearing disturbing Myotismon, if he was in. 

Oh how he was in, he was fast asleep when his keen nose detecded the pressense of something, fresh, something he badly needed

Blood.

He slowly moved the lid to his wooden bed and sat up. He looked around the room and found the one he was looking for, The metal digimon was cowering in fear shaking terribly knowing his emminent fate.

Good, fear always adds to the taste of blood.

Myotismon slowly climbed out of the coffin, making his movement slow and adurus to make the digimon that was his prey quiver more, to add to his fear. Mikemon as slowly trying to get away looking like he was sliding backwards on his butt, but alas his attempts were in vein (whoops : P) as Myotismon pounced completly covering Mikemon in the dark waves and folds of his cape.

The vampire stood up his victim gone limp in his hands but the fear remained in his eyes as he continued to look at the vampire, not even cringing, for he feared reprocussion. The fanged one looked at Mikemon with something other than hunger, a sort of lustful look. He is a very handsome hunk of steel, admited Myotismon. He hated how he always did this, a habit he picked up from Gatomon, playing with his prey.

Mike felt Myostismon lower him to the ground and slowly go face to face with him his cold deathly breath. The Vampires pale white hand slowly caressed the metal man's face rubbing his thumb in some of the places he felt where rubbing was needed. Myotismon lowered his face so he could whisper into his ear "Mike, your such a handsome digimon join me in the act of love, and experiance levels of pleasure you never experianced before" He cooed as he kissed the nape of Mikemon's neck. Mike was completly shocked but he was unable to say no, or yes for that matter for his fear still gripped him tight.

Myotismon slowly moved his hands over Mikemon's chest over his shirt, and he peeled it off, Mikemon being very sweaty from the running of the course made him all the more appealing. The bloodsucker moved his ruby red lips to Mikemon's chest right above his heart and kissed it tenderly feeling the pulse of Mike's blood as it ran through his body, how sweet it would be when that blood was in him. 

Mike was none the less shocked at this as he moaned very quitely , trying not to make the vampire pleased with his work, Mike was against yoai sex, but it didn't feel as bad as he thought it would as the fear subsided as he let Myotismon work his magic.

The fanged digimon continued to do so slowly working on Mike's nipples biting them with his sharp teeth. Mike shouted sharply from the sensation as his body became even more sweaty. Myotismon worked down to Mike's crotch kissing the area over his pants to higten the suspense and prolong the agony. As he slowly unzipped Mike's pants he looked at Mikemon's panting face with a grin. 

Mike was in a world of agonizing suspense, he wanted to orgasm and get it over with, but something else was saying to him that it was better drawn out like this that the suspense would only make the reward better.

Myotismon finally made it to Mike's black boxers "Hm it appears we shop at the same Store" Myotismon smirked as he peeled them away by the crotch making sure not to be grabbing any of Mike's wedding tackle. Mike's manhood stood erect almost forcing it's way into Myotismon's mouth.

Myotismon quickly let it in engulfing the head between his sharp teeth, but keeping them away he began to gently suck and lick elicting a loud moan or two from Mike as he worked down the rod getting to the base of the shaft licking all over. Mike was trying to look, away trying not to turned on anymore by this, but it was hopeless, it felt so good, he couldn't resist the urge to spasm and moan as Myotismon's talented tounge danced around his rigged rod. I can't hold out...but I've got to Mike thought as his hormones, cock and well every other part of his body thought otherwise. The majority vote won out as MetalMikemon arched back, yelled and came into Myotismon's mouth.

His fluid was sweet to Myotismon's lips, not by taste, but by the means he obtained it, he defiled the young mon, pushed his limits to the breaking point and made his young explosion burst into his mouth. It wasn't so much the taste of cum, but the taste of

Victory

He moved up the teen digimon's body until they were face to face Mike sweating extremly, his crom skin almost blinding Myotismon with it's shine. He began to rub MetalMikemon's chest softly cooing in his ear. "Did you enjoy that?, I know I did, but I'm done with the appitizer.. onto the main course" He bared his fangs and bite hard into Mikemon's suprisingly soft flesh begining to suck the very life out of Mike

Mike was just open mouthed in pain, unable to shout, unable to move, unable to even fight back, he felt his blood draining slowly from his neck. His strength left him very quickly as he slowly fell into unconciousness.

He awoke in one of the lavashed cells of the dungeon, his body laid down in a pile of soft pillows, his arms crossed over each other with something ontop of them. It was a note.
It read the following

Dear MetalMikemon

You're such a handsome young mon, and I look forward to another evening together, after you've recovered of course

From
Myotismon

Mike read the note in shock and passed out in dibelief, shock, pain, weakness and most of all the fact that

He just had it with a guy!!!

The End

MetalMikemon: Argh That was one of the most uncomfortable experiances in my entire life

Myotismon: Oh come on it couldn't have been that bad*wraps mikemon in the folds of his cape* now could it?

MetalMikemon: Narriator HELP!

Narriator: *reading a newpaper and drinking a cup o java* sorry boss union coffee break

MetalMikemon: Damn unions

Narriator: I know I'm violating union rules for saying this on my coffee break but contact MetalMikemon at farthead80@hotmail.com and this is his first yoai lemon so please try not to trample his work to much

MetalMikemon: *wrapped in myotismon's cape beinging kissed on the neck by the vampire* (says weakly) help.........