"Since we are already friends; I'm going to make you my best friend."
"What do you mean?"
Guilmon sees Eric's confusion. Guilmon is not one to explain things. He tries his best to clarify what he wants. Eric can always figure out the meaning later.
"Have you ever been marked? Digimon, who are best friends, always mark each other as a sign of friendship."
Eric has never heard of such a strange thing, but his curiosity soon overcame him; Eric saw no harm in experimenting. He liked the idea of being Guilmon's best friend.
"You can mark me."
"Okay, but remember to hold still."
Guilmon didn't let Eric reconsider his somewhat uninformed choice; Eric did as requested and held perfectly still for Guilmon. Guilmon reaches into his hidden pouch; he takes out one of his limp cocks and aims it at Eric's body. Eric wonders what Guilmon is getting ready to do, but soon enough, he receives his answer. Guilmon lets out a sigh. He releases a strong jet of golden piss, and the stream splashes over each part of Eric's body; the entire event lasts less than a minute.
"I'm finished."
Eric's shocked; Guilmon pissed on him, but he enjoyed it. Eric always wanted to try watersports; his fear kept him from asking Guilmon. Guilmon studies Eric's face closely and knows he is hiding something.
"What is it?"
Guilmon questions Eric curiously. What will he do? Eric may tell Guilmon the truth, or he may think of something else. Eric must do something before he is trapped in a difficult position. Eric...
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