Disclaimer: Digimon belongs to Bandai Namco and Toei Animation.

If one were to describe someone like Shoutmon upon meeting him for the very first time, they might find him to be cool, mischievous, helpful, or perhaps a combination of all three. And if someone had asked if he and Veemon were friends, they might get a surprise of their lives upon getting the answer that they actually brothers. That's clearly because of the fact that they were raised together and have gotten each other's back ever since they were little.

Of course, the key differences between the two is that Veemon is much more shy than his more louder and confident brother, as well as the fact that he doesn't socialize much with other Digimon aside from Shoutmon and a few of his close friends. 

Speaking of, the two brothers are currently walking over to where Veemon's friends, Agumon and Gabumon, happen to be living in. 

"Are you sure that this'll just be a regular hangout?" Veemon asks his brother timidly.

"Of course, bro," Shoutmon replies, affirmatively. "Have I ever been wrong before?"

His younger brother only gives him an unamused look, before continuing his walk to his friends' place. He remembers that the last time Shoutmon tried to prove him wrong, they almost ended up being reborn as DigiEggs. He's rather thankful that they're both still alive.

Not that it matters right now, because they've both made it to his friends' house in only a few minutes. 

"We might as well knock," Veemon shyly says, doing just that.

Footsteps can be heard coming over to the door. It was then that Agumon opens the door to see that it was them.

"Oh, hi there guys," he greets happily. "How was the walk over here?"

"It was great!" Shoutmon replies. Veemon nods quietly. "Is Gabumon in with ya?"

"Yep," the dino Digimon says, chipper. "He's in the living room right now. Come on in."

The brothers walk right inside the house, with Agumon closing the door. 

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"Sure is nice of you to visit us, you guys," Gabumon says, pouring four cups of tea for each of the Digimon. "Agumon and I were quite surprised to get your call, Shoutmon. Especially after your last adventure."

"Do you really feel the need to remind us of that?" Veemon asks, annoyed at his friend. He grabs one of the cups before drinking from it. 

"By the way," Agumon chimes in, changing the subject. "What made you decide to visit us?"

Shoutmon, having just drank from his cup of tea, is the one to speak up. "I wanted to try something out with you guys. Something that I've been training on in secret."

This catches everyone, Veemon included, by surprise. Just what could Shoutmon possibly have been working on that he's been meaning to share with them all? 

Grabbing hold of his mic, Shoutmon takes a deep breath before letting out a shrill whistle into it. A series of strange sound waves emits from the mic, before heading over to the other Digimon. No sooner have the waves entered their minds did they do their work on them.

Veemon, Agumon and Gabumon all have their eyes become filled with spirals. No trace of their irises or pupils anywhere. Their facial expressions change from their surprised curiosity to a blank slate. All three of them have fallen under complete mind control.

The one responsible gazes at his handiwork with smug satisfaction. 

"Looks like my 'Enthralling Song' move worked like a charm," Shoutmon says aloud. "It may have taken me weeks to get it right, but it's all worth it in the end."

The Mini Dragon Digimon had been practicing his new move for weeks like he said, in the hopes of using it on whoever would want to harm him and his brother. In order to make sure it worked, he decided to test on it on his brother and their friends. Right now, the move worked.

"Veemon, Agumon, Gabumon," he asks the three. "Can you all hear me?"

"Yes master," the three Rookies collectively drone. "We do."

"Good," Shoutmon says. "Time to have some fun then. We're going to have some quality time with each other, and I know just how to start it off."

He walks over to Agumon and Veemon, putting hand on each of their shoudlers. 

"I know how much you two have had a crush on each other, but neither one of you have had a chance to even confess your feelings," he whispers to them. "Now is the perfect time for you to show each other how much you mean to one another."

Shoutmon then moves a finger from each hand from the shoulders, tracing them down the two Digimon's chests before landing on their respective groins. The exact moment his fingers land there, his brother and friend's respective dongs started popping out of their sheathes and became fully erect. 

"Time to go wild," he says. 

Shoutmon stands back to watch the show happening in front of him. It begins with Agumon and Veemon turn to each other before they kiss full on the mouth. It lasts for a straight minute before stopping.

As soon as the kiss is over, they grab their partner's respective cocks (which have just recently gotten rock-hard and fully erect) with one hand and start pumping them.

Shoutmon turns to Gabumon, beckoning him over with a finger.

Apparently, the Mini Dragon was well aware of the crush he's had on him for quite a while now. And like with Veemon and Agumon, he's got something special in mind for the pelt wearer.

"Gabumon," he says to him. "Come here."

"Yes master," Gabumon drones. He follows the order given to him and walks over to Shoutmon robotically.

About halfway, the pelt wearer's cock started getting erect. By the time he's fully in front of the Mini Dragon, it's gotten fully erect and hard. 

Without saying a word, Shoutmon and Gabumon get to work on their sex fun. They join Agumon and Veemon in grabbing each other's cocks before pumping them. 

The only noise filling the room for the next five minutes would be the sounds of the four Rookies moaning from the pleasure being brought on from pumping each other's cocks. Halfway there, they all start to sweat from the exertion. But still, the four pull through. 

"If only... I had done this... a lot sooner..." Shoutmon gets out through his panting. "Then maybe... we would have... fun like this... all the time..."

None of his slaves say anything in response. 

Right at the five-minute mark, it happened. 

At the same time, the four get to orgasm and let out their collective cum. The white liquid splatters all over the floor of the room. They would then fall to the floor, panting from the exhaustion.

Every few seconds, their feet would twitch a little. Part of the aftermath of the four-way orgasm, apparently.

A minute of rest passes by before Shoutmon stands up. Doing a few stretches to help take care of whatever fatigue he's feeling, he whistles over to the others. 

The three slaves sit up from their positions, eyes still blankly staring ahead. 

"Glad that you three have enjoyed that," Shoutmon says to his brother and friends. "I know I have."

The other three Rookies don't say a word in response, on account of still being under hypnotic control. 

"Now that my 'Enthralling Song' is a complete success," he continues. "Why don't we go upstairs and clean ourselves up?"

"Yes, master," the three collectively drone. They immediately follow him upstairs. The quartet head over to the bathroom, which is quite surprisingly big to fit all of them inside. 

The first thing that they all do is turn on the water. They then wash themselves of the cum and sweat with the soap that was used to help take care of the smell. Once every trace of their bodies has been washed, they then climb out and dry themselves off. 

It takes about ten minutes to get everyone washed and clean, by then all of the sweat and cum have all been completely wiped away.

Shoutmon looks at his slaves' clean appaearances with satisfaction. He then gives a new order.

"Now that you all have cleaned yourselves up," he says. "Time to get the room we had our fun in cleaned up. Hop to it!"

"Yes master!" the three collectively drone, getting to work right away. They start by grabbing the cleaning supplies out of the closet that Agumon and Gabumon keep their supplies for the house work. 

Speaking of, Agumon and Gabumon fill the buckets they have with water and soap. They use the sponges in their heads to wash away the cum that was still on the floor. 

As for Veemon, his task is to grab the paper towels to dry up the water once the last of the white stuff was scrubbed off. 

Shoutmon would stand there and watch his slaves clean, holding a trash bag in one hand for when his brother was done. In his other hand is his mic, which he twirls around as he watches them. 

A few minutes of washing the floor, followed by a few more minutes of drying, pass by with no incident. Veemon then walks over to Shoutmon, putting the used paper towels in the trash bag. 

"Alrighty then, guys," the Mini Dragon Digimon says to the three. "Now that we've had our fun, I do believe it's time for you to sleep for a short while. Once you wake up, you won't remember anything of our little 'fun time'. Do you understand?"

"Yes master," they all drone at once.

"Perfect. Now sleep," as he says the last word, Shoutmon snaps his fingers. This causes Veemon, Agumon and Gabumon to fall to the ground and fall into a deep sleep. Quiet snoring could be heard from them, showing that they're all asleep. 

Smirking in satisfaction, Shoutmon walks over to the couch in the living room. He sits down on the couch, his whole body covering the entirety of it while his feet are propped up on one end of the couch. 

"I enjoy my 'Enthralling Song' very much," he says to himself. "I wonder who'll be next to use it on."

Thoughts of potential candidates linger through his mind as he lies on the couch. Most of them were those that have been causing trouble for him and his brother, as well as other innocent Digimon. A smile adorns his face as he comes up with a myriad of ideas involving his new move. 

The possibilities are endless.