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Burnt Marshmallows	By : RyoSato Category: Digimon > General Views: 4892 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon: Digital Monsters, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Burnt Marshmallows
- 1
For Wind

Warning: This is some shotalicious action in here, people. In fact, both Taichi and Daisuke are under-aged in this fic. You have been warned!

I don't own Digimon, this is a fan work, I'd appreciate not being sued.

This is the first in a trilogy of lemon pieces. If you enjoy this one, read the next two! "Sweet Sixteen" and then "Sun Kissed."

And as always, if you like this piece, check out my archive at www.taidai.lavieneko.com!

***

Freshly cut grass is the first thing Taichi noticed as he stepped off the bus. It was hard to smell anything but that, especially after being trapped on that horrible bus for hours as they traveled to the camp site. He raised his arms up over his head, stretching. Soccer camp. What the hell was he doing here again?
"Waaah! We're finally here!" A red headed boy jumped out of the bus behind Taichi and quickly ran up to him. "Taichi-senpai! Do you think we can bunk together?"
'Bunk together?' A few dark images danced before Taichi's eyes before he forced himself to grin and nodded, reaching out to fluff the other boy's hair. He'd known Daisuke for a few years now. The younger boy had been in the soccer club with him at school as soon as he was old enough to join, and he was friends with Hikari as well. Taichi was always amused to have the boy around, seeing as he worshipped the ground Taichi walked on.
Daisuke beamed at him and reached up, adjusting the goggles he'd recently bought. They were cheap plastic, and probably cost the poor kid a week's allowance, and didn't look nearly as good as Taichi's. But Taichi was amused by them nonetheless. The boy was trying to be like him again. It was really kind of cute.
"Aren't you excited, Taichi-senpai?! I couldn't wait to get here!" Daisuke bit his lower lip and looked around quickly. "Look! That must be the soccer field! And there's the cabins! And..."
Taichi sighed, the rest of Daisuke's babbling fading from his mind. He didn't want to be at camp. The last time he'd gone to camp he'd gotten sucked into another world. Sure, it had all worked out for the best. Sure, they'd saved the everyone. But still, he'd rather not do it again. So when the soccer coach at school had told them about this camp, Taichi had declined. That was, until his parents found out about it.
So here he was, stuck at camp for the next two weeks, cursing their names. He'd tried to explain why he didn't want to go. Sure, it was soccer, and he loved soccer. Two weeks of nonstop soccer should have been heaven. But that whole almost dying repeatedly made the word 'camp' go sour in his mouth. His parents hadn't understood. "But you like soccer!"
"Taichi-senpai?" Daisuke cocked his head at Taichi, grinning widely. "Let's go grab a bunk before they're all taken!"
Taichi chased after the younger boy, deciding that he'd better try to have a good time after all, since he was stuck here whether he liked it or not.
***
It was the last chance he'd have to score a goal before the game was over. He knew soon they'd be rounded up to go sing songs around a campfire or something stupid like that, since the sun was almost completely set. He knew that he had to make this goal.
Running across the field, he easily dodged the members of the other team. They'd been split up at random, which Taichi liked. It meant he was playing against a completely fair team. It meant if he made this goal, he'd have something to gloat over for the next few hours at least.
There it was. An opening. He pulled his leg back to kick, when something shot in front of him, kicking the ball away. Distantly, he heard the coach's whistle blow, but he didn't think much about his missed shot. He was pushed off balance, and he felt himself fall forward.
When he landed, with a loud 'oof', Taichi opened his eyes slowly. "Damnit."
Beneath him, two large brown eyes stared up at him. Whoever they belonged to was embarrassed, that much was obvious. Their entire face was glowing a bright red.
'I landed on top of somebody. Whoops.' Taichi pushed himself up slowly, until his eyes focused enough to see who he'd been laying on.
"T-Taichi-senpai! Are you okay?" Daisuke was bright red alright, and stuttering nervously.
Freezing, Taichi's gaze drifted to the younger boy's lips. The way he flicked his tongue out over them, the way he bit his lower lip nervously, the way they formed words. He felt himself leaning in slowly, wanting to taste them.
"Taichi-senpai?!" Daisuke squeaked, eyes going huge. They were millimeters away when Taichi felt logic and reason settle back into him.
"Ah... sorry. I was dizzy!" Taichi shoved himself off of Daisuke and stood quickly, glad that for once, he didn't have an obvious bulge in his shorts. Soccer shorts were of course, very thin, and not good at hiding those sorts of problems.
Daisuke sat up, still blushing, and grinned. "Oh... um... that was a pretty good shot, right?"
Taichi blinked at him, trying to remember what they were talking about. But all he could see was the younger boy's legs, so exposed, his shorts riding up.
"You... didn't think it was good," Daisuke mumbled, sounding disappointed.
"Good..." Taichi blinked hard, finally realizing where he was. "Oh! Right! No, Daisuke, that was great! I can't believe you stopped me." And just as quickly as it had come, it was gone. That feeling of sudden overpowering lust wasn't something Taichi had been happy to discover was a part of puberty, and he hoped it wouldn't last more than a few weeks.
Daisuke finally stood, beaming. He was obviously overjoyed at having surprised his senpai, and was practically bouncing up and down with energy. "So you think maybe I could join the real team this year? Instead of just the club!"
Taichi chuckled. He was being cute again. "Yeah, 'course you could. If you're good enough to get the ball away from me, you're good enough to join the team."
Daisuke positively squealed, jumping into the air in excitement. "Yes!"
In the distance, Taichi could see an orange glow flickering in the darkness. He nodded towards it. "I think they're starting the campfire. We should go if we wanna get some dinner."
Crossing the field quickly with the other stragglers, the boys finally settled on some old logs that circled the large campfire. Taichi sat next to a small group of boys he didn't know, and Daisuke quickly sat beside him. The counselors were already handing out hot dogs, freshly cooked over the fire, and Taichi grabbed his, eating it hungrily, not bothering to get up for condiments.
Daisuke almost stood, then saw the way Taichi was inhaling his food. "Don't you want some ketchup or something?"
Taichi shook his head quickly, swallowing the hot dog down half chewed. "Too hungry," he said, his voice muffled from the food still in his mouth.
Daisuke seemed to consider this, then he sat back, nodding. "Me, too."
All of the boys, in their varying soccer uniforms, ate hungrily, and as their bellies were filled, their voices died down. Finally, once they'd all had at least three hot dogs, there was silence.
Taichi grinned widely. 'Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea. Food tastes great after a good game, especially when it's cooked outside. And Daisuke's here, so it's not like I have to worry about making new friends or anything. This is pretty cool.'
One of the coaches stood, the fire casting an eerie glow over him. He smiled wickedly and held up his hands to get their attention. "Now that you're all quiet, I think it's time I told you something very important." He raised an eyebrow, glancing over them quickly. "This campsite... is haunted."
A few of the older boys moaned, obviously having heard the story before, in the years prior. But all of the younger boys tensed, looking around nervously. Taichi grinned, glancing to his side. Daisuke's eyes were already wide and he swallowed down the last bite of his hot dog loudly.
"Ten years ago, at this very camp, a boy was found... murdered!" The coach began, walking around the fire slowly, talking in his best 'scary' voice.
Taichi sighed, only paying half attention to the story of a tragic young boy whose body was found. Something about his ghost haunting the camp ever since, looking for a body or something. Taichi didn't really care, ghost stories had never interested him.
But when the coach finally ended his story saying, "So remember, don't leave your cabins at night, because he's waiting... to reach out and... GRAB YOU!"
Almost everyone jumped, even the older boys who'd groaned before, and Taichi would have pointed this out and laughed, if Daisuke hadn't been tightly glued to his side suddenly. He wondered if his arm would fall off from lack of circulation.
Looking down at the younger boy's terrified expression and white knuckle grip, Taichi grinned. 'Cute again.' "You okay?"
Daisuke blushed, forcing himself to relax. "Um... yeah. I wasn't scared or anything!"
Taichi nodded. "Me either."
"Because Taichi-senpai is so cool!" Daisuke said, smiling, seeming to forget his fears almost instantly, recovered by his idol's overpowering coolness.
Taichi chuckled, grinning widely. "Well, of course!"
"Who wants to roast marshmallows?" One of the counselors shouted, holding up a large bag. Everyone jumped up from their seats as long sticks were handed out, three of the fluffy white things on the end of each one.
Daisuke got to the counselors before Taichi, and returned victoriously from the noisy crowd, two sticks in his hands. "I got one for you!"
Taichi smirked, nodding. 'This whole fanboy thing sure has its perks.' Taking the extra stick from Daisuke, Taichi sat back down, reaching it out over the fire, licking his lips.
The other boys were talking quietly, murmuring, as they watched transfixed as their sugary gold slowly melted. Some boys pulled theirs out before they even turned brown, and others let them burn completely.
Daisuke's forehead was wrinkled in concentration, and his tongue stuck out of the corner of his mouth. "I can't ever get them right. They always burn."
Taichi cocked his head, watching his marshmallows closely. He'd perfected this to an art, using those miniature sized ones and a large candle his mother had had for years. "The trick's to keep 'em turning. That way they cook evenly."
Daisuke tried this, nodding slowly, looking once again amazed by his senpai's vast knowledge. "Yeah! That's so cool!"
Taichi chuckled. "I haven't done this in a long time." He pulled his stick back, pleased with the perfect brown that they'd become. "Yours are ready, too."
Daisuke quickly pulled his stick back, eyes wide. "Wow! You're really good at this!"
"Mm," Taichi mumbled noncommittally, blowing on his burnt sugar, waiting for it to cool enough to eat.
Daisuke frowned, watching Taichi closely. "I really wasn't scared, y'know."
Taichi looked back at him, trying not to smile. "It's okay if you were. Everybody gets scared."
"Nuh uh! Not you! 'Cause you're brave!" Daisuke said, waving his arm in excitement. He was lucky his marshmallows didn't fall off, Taichi thought.
"No, being brave is doing stuff even if you ARE scared, not getting scared in the first place. Everybody gets scared." Taichi took an experimental bite of his browned sugar, letting out a pleased grunt before eating them quickly.
"But then... what's Taichi-senpai scared of?" Daisuke asked, looking skeptical.
"The last time I was really scared..." Taichi grinned, thinking back. "Well, two years ago, me and my friends were at a camp. But we got transported to the Digital World."
Taichi could practically see the question mark floating above Daisuke's head. "The what?"
"The Digital World," Taichi said, pausing to take another bite of his marshmallows. "It's this place... kinda like in a video game. Only instead of being able to just save and start over if you die, you really die there. So it's really scary. And instead of people, Digimon live there. Digital monsters. They're like... weird animals made of computer stuff," Taichi said, trying to explain it the way Koushirou had explained it to him.
A normal child may have laughed at Taichi's claims, or even denounced them, but Daisuke just nodded slowly, smiling brightly. "Wow! Sounds fun!"
Taichi shook his head. "Not really. We had to fight a lot. And we all got hurt. I almost DIED. I guess I was scared then."
Daisuke turned back to his marshmallows, considering this for a long moment before nodding. "Taichi-senpai is still cool. If he's only scared then, that's even cooler than never being scared!" With that decided, he stuck the entire end of the stick down his mouth, and pulled all three marshmallows off in one bite.
Taichi stared, wide eyed and transfixed. He felt himself grow warm again.
"Cool, huh?" Daisuke said, his mouth full. "I can fit lots in my mouth, 'cause otherwise Jun takes all the food! So I gotta eat fast!" He swallowed loudly and licked his lips. "Those're good!"
Taichi also licked his lips, watching Daisuke's tongue closely. "...You have some over here," he said, pointing to a small white mark on Daisuke's cheek.
"Oh!" Daisuke stuck his tongue out farther, licking it up. "Got it?"
Swallowing loudly, Taichi nodded. "Got it."
***
The room was full of snoring boys, and Taichi was wide awake. He was the only one, he was certain of that. He'd purposefully stayed up until all the others had fallen asleep, desperate for a moment when he knew it would be safe to fix the problem he'd had all day. He'd also claimed the top bunk, much to Daisuke's disdain, so he could be sure no one could see him.
Sliding his hand underneath his sleeping bag, he reached into his boxers and wrapped his hand around his erection. His eyes slid shut and he let out a long sigh. Puberty was horrible, getting horny all the time was horrible, but this part... this part wasn't horrible at all. He licked his lips, shifting, only distantly annoyed in the back of his mind that he'd only discovered this ability a year ago, which meant he was a late bloomer compared to his friends. Those thoughts faded quickly, however, and Taichi's breathing grew louder. He slowed his movements, wanting to draw it out longer.
"Taichi-senpai?" Daisuke whispered, peering over the edge of the bed. "You awake?"
Taichi froze quickly, trying to breathe slower, trying to look asleep.
"Taichi-senpai?" Daisuke sniffled loudly. "...I'm scared."
Feeling his heart sink, Taichi opened one eye and peered at the younger boy. "Nothin' to be scared of. Go to sleep." He spoke as quietly as he could, hoping that no one else would wake up.
Daisuke shook his head quickly. "The story from before... I lied. I was scared." Daisuke's expression contorted and he glanced around the bunk quickly. "I'm not as brave as Taichi-senpai. Can I sleep with you?"
Feeling his erection throb at the thought, Taichi carefully released it, pulling his hand out from under the blanket, trying to look as if he hadn't been doing anything. "No, Daisuke, c'mon. There's nothing to be scared of. Just go back to bed."
Daisuke's eyes began to water. "But... but..." He hiccuped, a sure sign that soon he'd be crying. Then everyone would wake up.
Sighing, Taichi nodded. "Okay, okay. C'mon, get up here." He shifted over, pressing himself against the bars that ran around the edge of the bunk. "But only for a few minutes."
Climbing into Taichi's bed quickly, Daisuke squirmed under the covers and grinned sheepishly. "Sorry."
"Eh, it's okay." Taichi frowned, feeling his arousal fading. 'Well, there goes that idea.' "Just relax, okay?"
Daisuke opened his mouth to reply when an owl hooted outside. Moving so quickly that Taichi could barely see it, Daisuke pressed himself to Taichi's body as tightly as he could, whimpering.
Eyes wide, Taichi tensed. "Daisuke? Could you move?" 'Move NOW, damnit, before...'
Blushing brightly, Daisuke looked up at Taichi, looking confused. "Um... Taichi-senpai... you're..." He reached down, pressing a hand to Taichi's groin, rubbing him gently through the thin cloth of his boxers.
Groaning, Taichi shut his eyes. "Dai-Daisuke, you shouldn't..." He gritted his teeth, shaking his head, trying to regain focus. "That's... um..."
Pulling his hand back quickly, as if he realized what he'd done, Daisuke nodded. "I know," he whispered. "I saw my sister's books."
"Books?" The word didn't make any sense. What books? What were books, anyway? Why had his hand gone away?
"She has books about... um... sex and stuff." Daisuke looked away, suddenly self conscious. "But I thought that part was made up."
Voice strained, Taichi shook his head stiffly. "Nope."
Daisuke pouted, looking almost jealous. "But... it feels good when you touch it and stuff, right? ...Can I do it, too?"
Feeling dizzy with a sudden wave of arousal, Taichi reached down and pressed his hand to Daisuke's crotch, massaging it gently. "Does this feel good?" He was stunned at the tone of his own voice. He sounded as horny as he felt.
Daisuke's eyes widened, then drifted shut. He moaned softly, nodding. "Nn... yeah..."
Leaning forward before he could stop himself, Taichi pressed his lips to Daisuke's, kissing him deeply, sucking on his lower lip, feeling a shudder go up his spine. He tasted good.
Daisuke simply squeaked in surprise, then kissed back slowly. He was probably scared, Taichi thought, but that didn't matter right now. What mattered was the pulsing arousal between his legs, and the warm body next to him. The warm body that tasted and smelled so good.
When he parted the kiss, Taichi realized his hand was still resting on Daisuke's crotch, and he felt a small bulge. "Do you wanna do more?" Licking his lower lip, Taichi wasn't sure he would care if Daisuke said no. He was almost ready to pin him down without asking anyway.
"Uh... uh huh..." Daisuke murmured, pressing himself into Taichi's hand and moaning softly.
Taichi felt a soft growl come from the back of his throat as he leaned in and kissed the younger boy again. This time his tongue found its way into Daisuke's mouth. This tasted even better. The younger boy's mouth was soft and hot and wet, and Taichi moaned, realizing what he wanted.
"Sen...pai?" Daisuke asked when Taichi broke their kiss, blushing so brightly it could be seen despite the darkness.
"If I make you feel good... you'll make me feel good, right?" Taichi said, already reaching down and tugging Daisuke's pajama bottoms off quickly.
Looking confused, Daisuke nodded. "Like a trade?"
"Yeah, like a trade. But you can't tell anybody. Kids aren't supposed to do this stuff. We'd get in trouble." Taichi paused, hearing himself say this, wondering if he shouldn't stop right there.
"I can keep a secret, Taichi-senpai. Just... can we kiss some more, too?" Daisuke licked his lips, ducking his head. "I liked that."
That was all the encouragement Taichi needed, and he pushed the younger boy onto his back, climbing on top of him, and kissed him hungrily. His hands pushed Daisuke's pajama top up and out of the way, and he felt his way down the boy's chest. It was soft.
Daisuke was squeaking, but very quietly, still aware that they needed to not wake anyone up. He jerked his chest up into Taichi's hands, and sucking on the older boy's tongue.
Taichi moaned softly, grabbing Daisuke's wrists and lifting the boy's hand to his own chest, encouraging him to touch him. The younger boy's hands slid over his chest lightly, making his skin tingle. Every touch sent a warm shudder through his body, always ending between his legs. He moaned softly.
Daisuke was panting when they broke this kiss. His face was no longer red from embarrassment, but from lust. "What do I do now... Taichi-senpai?"
Biting his lower lip, Taichi breathed in deeply before sliding his hands down Daisuke's stomach, to his upper legs. The younger boy squeaked loudly when Taichi wrapped a hand around his small erection. "Shhhhh."
Daisuke nodded quickly, only distantly aware of what he was agreeing to, and jerked his hips. "Sen...pai..."
Taichi looked down at the small throbbing erection in his hand, then began to wonder. If Daisuke tasted so good up there, what would he taste like down here? Barely finishing the thought before ducking his head, Taichi took the entire erection into his mouth and sucked slowly.
He felt, more than heard, a moan go through Daisuke's body. The smaller boy reached down and buried his hands in Taichi's hair, gripping him tightly. As Taichi circled the tip with his tongue, small gasps came from the boy's mouth. Small gasps that sounded like his name. And when Taichi moaned around him, it only took that to make the smaller boy's hips jerk. He was about to come. It was too early.
Daisuke moaned unhappily when the older boy pulled away. It had felt so good. Whatever it was, it had felt so good. "Sen...pai... you stopped." He gasped.

"Mmmm... first you have to do it for me." Taichi smirked. Seeing the desperation in the younger boy's face and knowing that he'd caused it sent a shiver up his spine. "Then I'll finish you."
Daisuke sat up slowly, looking nervous. "You... you want me to..."
"Suck me off," Taichi said, as if the words were something he'd planned. He felt a small part of him, the part that wasn't occupied with lust, being amused. He was apparently a natural at being a pervert.
Blushing harder than Taichi thought was possible, Daisuke nodded and reached down to Taichi's waist, tugging the older boy's boxers off. He gasped in surprise when he saw Taichi's size, glancing up at the older boy nervously before wrapping his hand around it.
Taichi moaned softly, leaning back on his pillow, staring down and watching Daisuke's small hand jerk him off. "Mmmm... now your mouth. Suck me off, Daisuke."
Biting his lower lip nervously, Daisuke felt himself stop. This was something he wasn't supposed to do. Probably everyone would be really angry with him if they found out. His parents, his sister, the teachers. But when he looked up and saw the expression on Taichi's face, and heard him repeat the command, Daisuke couldn't stop a small moan from escaping his lips. He didn't care if this was a bad thing to do. Maybe it made him bad, too. He didn't care, as long as he was being bad for Taichi-senpai.
Ducking his head, Daisuke flicked the tip of his tongue out experimentally, tasting him. It didn't taste bad. He opened his mouth and took the tip in, sucking on it carefully, then began to lower his head.
Taichi's breath caught in his throat as he saw the boy's mouth wrap itself around him, and his head sink down, taking him in. He shuddered, reaching down and grabbing a small tuft of Daisuke's hair, feeling his throat tighten. "Good. Good boy. Suck it."
Looking up with wide eyes, Daisuke moaned very softly, then began to bob his head slowly. He'd liked the way it felt when Taichi did that to him, so maybe his senpai would like it, too. He wasn't disappointed.
Taichi moaned, having to grit his teeth to keep himself quiet. His eyes glazed over, and his hips jerked up into Daisuke's mouth.
Pulling back in surprise, Daisuke would have moved away, but Taichi's hand held him in place. Holding the smaller boy's head still, Taichi began to thrust in and out of his mouth, panting. Daisuke looked upset, confused, but between his legs was an obvious erection. He liked it. Taichi moaned at the realization. The smaller boy liked this.
Daisuke forced himself to stay still when Taichi thrust in completely, brushing the back of his throat. Daisuke forced himself not to gag, even when he felt something hot and wet squirt into his mouth. He wasn't sure exactly what had happened, but the groan that came from his senpai's throat was encouragement enough.
Taichi felt dizzy. He could smell his own sex in the air, and he released Daisuke's hair, collapsing back onto the bed and panting. "Daisuke..." He grinned slowly, realizing the younger boy had swallowed.
"...Was.... was that good, senpai?" Daisuke asked breathlessly, wriggling slightly in desperation.
'He's even more turned on now. Gods...' "Yeah. That was good. C'mere." Taichi grabbed Daisuke's arm and yanked him onto the bed beside him, kissing him hungrily. He could taste himself in Daisuke's mouth.
The younger boy whimpered, pressing close to his senpai, wanting to feel whatever it was he'd just made Taichi feel. Wanting to make the strange ache between his legs and in his stomach go away.
"Shhhh... senpai will make it all better," Taichi whispered into Daisuke's ear before he shifted lower, placing his hands on Daisuke's hips. "Now remember... be quiet." And he lowered his head, sucking on the erection hard. Little beads of precum had formed on the tip, and Taichi sucked harder, moaning at the taste. 'He's like this because of me.'
Daisuke's jaw dropped and he fisted his hand, reaching up and shoving it into his mouth to muffle his moans. Tears formed at the corner of his eyes. 'Senpai... senpai is... aaa... so goood...'
Taichi felt the shudder go through Daisuke's body before he felt him jerk his hips. He felt as Daisuke's stomach tensed, and his legs locked, before he came. He felt the moan vibrate through the younger boy's chest as he came, trying to stay quiet. And he knew, even if he barely heard it, that the moan was his name.
When Daisuke felt his body relax, and the white light that had blinded him faded, he saw Taichi's face grinning down at him. The older boy was licking his lips.
"You taste good." Taichi grinned.
"Mm... you, too." Daisuke bit his lower lip, suddenly unsure. Now that his arousal was gone, should he go? He hated to admit it, but he was still a little scared. And after this, somehow he didn't want to sleep alone.
Laying back down beside Daisuke, Taichi tugged the boy's clothes back into place before doing the same with his own. "...So are you okay?"
Daisuke grinned, feeling shy suddenly. "Yeah. It felt... really really good."
"Yeah, it did." Taichi smiled at the younger boy, then nodded. "You wanted to sleep up here, right?"
Daisuke's eyes widened and he nodded quickly. "Yeah!"
"Mm. Good." Wrapping an arm around Daisuke's waist, Taichi pulled him close, grinning. The younger boy nervously relaxed into his arms, and rested his head on his senpai's chest.

"Taichi-senpai?" Daisuke whispered, his eyes suddenly feeling heavy. "If... nobody likes me by the time I'm sixteen... and until then we can keep all this a secret..." he said softly, thinking that sixteen was a very good guideline. "If I don't have a girlfriend..."
"Mmm?" Taichi's eyes were already shut, and he was halfway to sleep.
"Then could I be yours?" The request was so quiet that it was barely audible.
Not entirely sure what Daisuke had said, and too tired to think about it, Taichi just smiled and nodded. "Sure, Dai. When you're sixteen."
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