Disclaimer: I do not own Doug or it's characters.
Chapter 10,
Roger was walking around, trying to figure out what to do. He didn't really feel like looking at shoes or clothes or CD's or DVD's. So he just wondered the mall, thinking about what he left behind. Sure, Skeeter and Doug were best friends; but Roger ran out on Doug who really needed him. That was the wrong thing to do.
"Roger. Slow down." A voice called out. Roger turned around and saw Doug running up to him.
"Doug, I'm sorry for running out like that." Roger said.
"Don't be, babe. I think it really put Skeeter in his place." Doug said and Roger rubbed the back of his neck:
"I still shouldn't have done that." Roger stated.
"Well, now that we have the chance, I suppose it's my turn to apologize." Doug said and Roger blinked.
"Oh?" Roger asked and Doug sighed.
"For, um... what I did in the woods earlier." Doug said as his face turned red. Roger swallowed hard as the images flashed across his mind.
"You mean, when you grabbed my head and-"
"SHH! Don't say it out loud." Doug interrupted and Roger couldn't help but laugh.
"Doug, you've done that before, and I told you it's not a big deal." Roger said and Doug looked away.
"I still feel like I need to make it up to you." Doug commented. Roger chuckled and he threw an arm over Doug's shoulder.
"Well, I've never been one to turn down a gesture." Roger said and Doug smiled up at him.
"I know that." Doug said and Roger bumped him gently.
"What did you have in mind?" Roger asked. Doug glanced around and he spotted Video Goofball.
"Do you trust me?" Doug said with a smirk.
"Not with that look on your face." Roger said accusingly and Doug laughed.
"Come on." Doug said and he led the green boy to the store. First thing Doug did was drag Roger to the costume, and then he went to the counter. Roger watched him for a moment before glancing at the decisions before him. He couldn't imagine why Doug had brought him here.
Roger was looking at a cowboy outfit, and seeing it made him smile. It reminded Roger of when Doug was on that Kiddie Corral show. The following day Roger dressed up as a cowboy and went down to the Honker Burger to scare Doug.
"Got something on your mind, Rowdy Roger?" Doug asked and Roger shook his head slightly.
"Listen up, Hoss, you weren't the only one on Kiddie Corral and I can hogtie you before you can say the words, 'Quailman, save me'." Roger said and Doug tilted his head and smiled.
"Promise?" Doug asked and Roger rolled his eyes at his adorable partner.
"I swear you're friskier then I am." Roger whispered and Doug chuckled.
"See anything you like?" Doug asked, gesturing to the available getups.
"Oh, I don't know. Nothing really seems to stand out... well, except that red cape over there, but it's just really shiny." Roger commented, and Doug looked at the cape, and his eyes widened.
"Oh god, oh god, oh god." Doug whispered excitedly and then he rushed over to the cape and giggled like a demented gremlin.
"Whoa, whoa, what exactly are you up to?" Roger asked, when Doug pulled a brown belt off the rack. Then Doug handed Roger a white lab coat and resisted the urge to kiss Roger.
"Give me about 20 seconds, then put that on and meet me in that recording booth." Doug said and Roger rose an eyebrow at this.
"Anything else, your highness?" Roger asked and Doug bit his lip at this thought.
"Any chance you would be willing to wear cat whiskers and then part your hair?" Doug asked and Roger grimaced.
"Like what ponytails? Forget that, Funnie. Whatever you're doing, the lab coat is enough." Roger said and Doug shrugged.
"I figured as much, but it doesn't hurt to ask." Doug said. He went over to their assigned both, and right before he closed the door, he winked at Roger.
Roger thought Doug was acting rather strange. Since when did Doug act this flirtatious in public? No matter, Roger slipped his leather jacket off of his body and put the lab coat on. As requested, Roger waited the 20 seconds Doug asked for, before Roger went over to their booth and opened the door.
"What?" Roger asked, when he saw Doug. Doug was wearing the cape, of course. But what Roger wasn't expecting, was that Doug removes his underwear, and was wearing it over his capris; and was wearing the belt around his head. Doug bit his lip and smiled.
"What do you think?" Doug asked in a adorable tone that made Roger smile. Roger closed the door behind him and put his jacket on the hook.
"I think this room is bigger then I expected." Roger said and Doug rolled his eyes.
"Baby, you know what I meant." Doug said. Roger gently slapped the side of his head and gestures towards Doug.
"Of course, you're wearing a new sweater vest." Roger said and Doug scoffed.
"You're ruining this spur of the moment gesture." Doug said, wrapping his arms around Roger's neck. Roger smirked and rubbed his nose against Doug's.
"But Quailman, it must be a new sweater vest because this doesn't have a giant red 'Q' on it." Roger said and Doug purses his lips at this cleaver remark.
"Scoundrel." Doug said before giving Roger a quick kiss. Roger chuckled softly and grabbed the lab coat's collar.
"So, who am I suppose to be then? Dr. Klotzenstein?" Roger asked and Doug shrugged.
"What? You saying you don't like it?" Doug asked and Roger scoffed.
"He's the evil version of me. I get that you made him a long time ago, but still. Why would you want me to be him?" Roger asked. Doug eyes him seductively and he rubbed the front of Roger's jeans, slowly; which got Roger's attention.
"I was just thinking that, with great power comes great responsibility..." Doug paused to lean in close to Roger's ear.
"Put your Mjölnir in my Bat Cave, and in this Fortress of Solitude, I'll scream 'Excelsior'." Doug whispered, and Roger hated himself for getting aroused at such dorky references.
"Careful Funnie, Otherwise I'm gonna have to Hulk-Smash you." Roger said and Doug giggled. He gently pulled away from Roger, and he winked at him.
"Well you're already green." Doug commented and Roger rolled his eyes at that.
"Well, let me get this straight; er gay. Are you actually suggesting that we role play for the first time AND film it?" Roger asked and Doug giggled cutely.
"Are you saying 'no', Rog?" Doug asked. For a moment, Roger was silent. To be honest, he had always wondered how they looked together, and it would be kinda hot to watch them fooling around. Or, better yet, plowing Doug while watching the video.
"What is someone finds it?" Roger asked and Doug shrugged.
"Then we don't have to hide out relationship anymore. And people get to see how hot we are together." Doug said and Roger chuckled.
"As long as you're sure, Dougie." Roger consented and Doug turned and started the recording.
"It is I, Quailman. The defender of justice who fights evil using the powers of the quail." Doug said, and Roger bit his lip to stop himself from laughing.
"And I am the evil Dr. Klotzenstein! And I am here to defend Quailman once and for all." Roger said in a dramatic tone that Doug smiled at.
"Dr. Klotzenstein, I have defeated your brain drain, your hypnotizing Zombie Chips, and everything else you've tried to throw at me. Whatever you're planning, I can defeat this as well." Doug said with over-exaggerated confidence.
"Don't be so sure, Quailman. Today I'm not planning to take over the world and dominate the human race." Roger said.
"Then, tell me, foul villain, what is your evil plan?" Doug asked, crossing his arms over his chest. Roger walked over to Doug, allowing his boots to echo with an eerie sense of domination. He reached over and held Doug's face before kissing him sweetly.
"I'm planning on taking over you and dominating that Quail-hole of yours." Roger said in a husky voice and Doug bit his lip.
"And why powers do you possess that make you think I'll submit so easily?" Doug asked. Roger lowered one of his hands down to Doug's nipple and punched it roughly.
"Aaa-mmm." Doug moaned in pain, and as his mouth was opened, Roger seized his opportunity and slipped his tongue inside. Doug wrapper his arms around Roger's neck and kissed him back. Roger moved his left hand from Doug's face down to Doug's other nipple, and gave them both a rough tug.
"Ooo." Doug pulled away, only far enough to moan vocally, and then returned to their kiss. With a mischievous smile, Roger lowered his right hand slowly down Doug's body. Doug shivered at the movement, arching slightly towards the touch. But then Roger slipped his hand under Doug's pants and started stroking Doug's manhood.
"Unfair, Rog- Dr. Klotzenstein." Doug said, pulling out of the kiss. Roger smirked before he bit Doug's neck softly and quickened the pace of his strokes.
"I'm evil, Quailman. I don't have to play fair." Roger said. Watching Doug moan was the hottest thing Roger has ever seen and he was left hand to pull up Doug's sweater vest and shirt and he ran his tongue all over Doug's nipples and chest. Doug was feeling so good, that it was hard to think. Normally, in a state like this, Doug would just enjoy it, and allowed Roger to do whatever he wanted. But right now he was representing Quailman and he wanted to take that seriously.
"Perhaps so, but there is always a way for good to triumph over evil." Doug said. He went ahead and pulled off his sweater vest and shirt, because it was so uncomfortable; and then Doug reached over and squeezed Roger's ass. It surprised Roger, at first, but the green boy quickly got over that and smiled.
"Not this time Quailman." Roger commented. Roger dropped to his knees and lowered Doug's capris as well. Doug shivered at the sudden exposure, and gasped at Roger's warm mouth wrapping around him.
"Ahhh..." Doug moaned out and Roger bobbed his head up and down. He did this for just a moment, before pulling away and stroking Doug.
"I know you too well... Quailman. Let me show you how well I know you." Roger said, picking his lips. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a little bottle of lube. During camp outs, or the rare sleepover, Doug was in charge of lube, since they often fucked all night. Roger just kept some emergency lube on him in case they needed a quickie.
"What are you doing?" Doug asked. Roger carefully moved Doug's left leg up onto Roger's shoulder and lubed up his fingers.
"Exploiting your weakness." Roger said, pausing to run his tongue across Doug's quaking hole and Doug moaned longingly.
"Moan for me, Quailman." Roger nearly growled out before roughly shoving his lubricated finger in Doug. Doug gasped at the loving intrusion and started mewling when Roger added a second finger and thrusted them.
"Y-you... think that's enough to make me... submit?" Doug asked and Roger bit his lip. It was a little strange to hear Doug trying to resist him, but Roger enjoyed the challenge.
"Suit yourself." Roger said. He leaned forward and licked his tongue around Doug's head and thrusted his fingers faster in Doug.
"AH-fuck." Doug said. It was hard to stand on one leg while Roger did all this. Doug put his hands on Roger's shoulders, and let out moan after moan of blissful desire, as his body trembled relentlessly.
"OOOhhh, Roger!" Doug moaned out and Roger couldn't help but laugh.
Doug was naked, ready to cum, and breaking character; and Roger hasn't even removed his lab coat yet. Roger knew that Doug was close, so to help Doug keep his balance, Roger held Doug's hip with his free hand. Finally Roger shoved a third finger deep inside Doug and slipped Doug's entire length inside his mouth. It was too much for Doug and his whole body shook from his orgasm. Roger waited a minute before moving, because he was the only thing keeping Doug up at the moment. Then Roger pulled his mouth off of Doug and looked at the pale boy pant.
"You've met your match, Quailman." Roger whispered seductively. Roger shrugged Doug's leg off of his shoulder and it landed heavily on the ground. Then keeping his fingers inside Doug, and his hand on his hip, Roger gently lowered Doug to the floor. Doug laid back for a moment, because his head was so heavy.
"Are you ready to submit, Quailman?" Roger's voice was slightly stronger now and Doug couldn't help but chuckle. He almost forgot that they were role playing.
"I'll... heh... submit... this time." Doug panted our and Roger licked his lips.
"I was hoping that you would say that." Roger said, and then instantly Roger deeply thrusted his fingers as hard as he could into Doug.
"ROGER! Too Much!" Doug moaned and Roger chuckled. The green boy lifted Doug's hips, just enough to thrust his fingers deeper into Doug. It was hard to do with his hands, but in this angle, Roger could just barely touch Doug's prostate.
"This will really make you submit, Quailman." Roger said, just as the eyes rolled back in Doug's head.
"Oh, god... Fuck, More!" Doug moaned out and Roger hummed pleasantly after hearing this. Normally he would strip down and start fucking Doug the way they both wanted him to do. But since Doug wanted to role play, he'll stay true to his character and behave evilly. So Roger stopped thrusting altogether, and Doug whimpered at the stillness.
"Mm! Roger, more." Doug complained and Roger blew on Doug's wet cock to make him shiver.
"Not so fast, Quailman... Do you submit?" Roger asked. Doug whimpered again, not wanting to think. He shifted his hips in attempt to thrust into Roger's fingers. Because of this, Roger removes his fingers, leaving Doug with a sense of emptiness, and put him back on the floor.
"I said..." Roger paused to stand on his feet.
"Do you submit?" Roger repeated and Doug bit his lip.
"YEEEESSS." Doug moaned longingly. Roger smirked down at him and kicked off his boots.
"Prove it." Roger said, unzipping his pants and finally removing his dick from it's prison. Doug was so horny that he forgot to speak. Instead he sat up, and instantly started bobbing his head up and down Roger's length.
"Mmm, good little cock-sucker." Roger said. Doug was desperate for relief at this point; he put his hand down, and started fingering himself.
"Ah, ah, ah." Roger chided, grabbing Doug's hand and pulling that away from him. Doug grunted in disapproval and used his free hand to stroke himself and Roger chuckled.
"Damn, you're needy. You need to be taught a lesson." Roger said, slapping that hand. Roger pushed Doug back down, and he straddles the boy's chest. With one hand, he held Doug's hands above his head and the other he roughly grabbed Doug's hair.
"But first, let me enjoy this for a minute." Roger said. Doug opened his mouth willingly and Roger started fucking Doug's throat. Roger didn't do this for very long, because he could feel his own orgasm approaching; and he wanted to be with Doug when that happened. Roger did one last thrust before pulling away from Doug.
"Roger?" Doug said before coughing and Roger chuckled. He pulled a condom out of his pocket and stripped off his clothes. When Roger turned back to Doug, he saw Doug watching Roger strip with his fingers inside himself.
"You're hornier then I thought." Roger commented as he rolled the condom on.
"Well, you're taking too long." Doug said as Roger put the lab coat back on and rubbed some lube on the condom. Doug rose an eyebrow at the coat and Roger shrugged.
"What? Doctors always wear lab coats." Roger commented and Doug rolled his eyes.
"Careful, Dr. Klotzenstein. Just because I'm submitting, doesn't mean you've won this battle." Doug said and Roger smirked.
The green boy grabbed Doug's hips, and Doug moved his hands to give Roger the access she needed. Roger placed himself at Doug's entrance, but he didn't move. Doug started fidgeting at this form of teasing, he wrapped his legs around Roger's waist and tried to pull Roger into him.
"R-Roger..." Doug whined and Roger licked his lips. There was something very arousing about seeing Doug slightly overstimulated, yet begging for more. Doug must have realized this because he started to get mad.
"Damn it, Roger. If you're just gonna- AHHH!" Doug was suddenly filled with Roger's entire length and Roger groaned deep in his throat. Roger started slow, with short thrusts to push against Doug's prostate, gently.
"Ahh, ooo. Roger, you're so big." Doug moaned, reaching forward and wrapping his arms around Roger. The green boy lowered his body closer to Doug, who tightened his hold on him, and Roger kissed Doug.
"Ahh, fuck." Roger grunted as he was losing the last shred of restraint he had left. Roger tucked an arm under Doug for support and he finally pounded Doug.
"Oh! Roger, Roger, Roger!" Doug moaned and Roger bit his lip, but he desperately wanted to bite Doug. The only reason he held back, was because he didn't trust himself. If he bit Doug, right now, Roger would latch onto Doug, biting him so hard that blood might spill.
"Fuck, Funnie. How are you so tight?" Roger asked through clenched teeth. Doug arched his back and moaned in Roger's ear.
"More, Roger! More!" Doug cried out and Roger let out a dark, animalistic growl. Roger pulled away, until he was up on his knees. Doug was going to complain, but he felt the thrilling pain of Roger's nails digging into his hip and gasped when Roger started thrusting again.
"Oh, Roger, Roger!" Doug moaned, squeezing his own nipple with one hand, and stroking himself with the other. Roger growled in approval at Doug's erotic display, and he then focused all of his energy into pounding Doug.
"ROGER!!!" Doug moaned as he climaxed. Roger panted heavily at the sight of Doug's cum spilling on the both of them. With a guttural growl, Roger lifted Doug into the air and instinctively Doug wrapped his arms around Roger, since his legs were already around him.
"Rog-? Roger!" Doug moaned weakly, too spent to care how he looked or sounded. Roger was only gonna last a few more second, and in the back of his mind, he knew that. But in this moment, his mind was so consumed with the overwhelming need to 'mate' and that's all he could think of. Roger thrashed into Doug as quickly as he could, and finally he opened his jaw bit Doug as roughly as he desired.
"ROOOOOOOOOO!" Doug moaned like a siren, and this sound was enough to send Roger over the edge. He climaxed, and he slowed his thrusts and eased his bite on Doug, as his mind sobered up. Soon Roger pulled his head back and panted heavily.
"You... ok?" Roger asked when he noticed the bite mark he had left behind.
"Yeah." Doug purred out and that made Roger feel better. He sat on the ground, and gently lifted Doug off of his dick and Doug curled up beside himS
"You were such an animal, Roger. Did you like being recorded that much?" Doug asked and Roger rolled his eyes and put his arm around Doug.
"I can't explain it. Sometimes I just get like that." Roger said and Doug rose an eyebrow at him.
"I don't remember you growling before." Doug commented and Roger blushed a little.
"I mean, when I'm alone, Doug." Roger said and Doug's eyes widened.
"Oh? Makes me wonder how I can get more of that." Doug said sweetly, as he gave Roger a small kiss.
"Although, maybe that explains how you're still hard, even though you came." Doug said and Roger rolled his eyes.
"What do you plan to do about it... Quailman?" Roger asked and Doug paused. He looked over at the camera recording them, and he noticed that they had some time left on their recording session. He turned and stared at Roger's cock. Since he wore a condom, he didn't have a lot of lube on him. He noticed the way it gathered around his base and dripped down Roger's body, which gave Doug a devilish idea.
"Would you like to see, Dr. Klotzenstein?" Doug asked, reaching over and stroking Roger.
"Interesting. Is this a last ditch effort to save your pride, Quailman?" Roger asked. Doug shrugged, lazily wiping some lube off of Roger and onto his fingers.
"I find your lack of faith disturbing." Doug said and Roger scoffed.
"We don't have all day, you know. You blow me, you get hard, so blow you, you'll want to fool around again... and the recording ends in, like, three minutes." Roger said and Doug smirked.
"How about a little wager. If I get you to cum in two minutes or less, I Quailman, have defeated you, Dr. Klotzenstein." Doug said and Roger hummed in approval.
"And if you don't?" Roger asked. Doug bit his lip and licked Roger's tip.
"I'll buy another recording session, and we will... battle again." Doug said seductively.
"Alright, Quailman. Do your worse." Roger said and Doug's heart race.
"Do you think you can handle my worse?" Doug said and Roger chuckled softly.
"Doug, if you're just gonna tease me, then we might as well leave." Roger moaned gently. Doug smirked right before he opened his mouth and bobbed his head up and down. Roger closed his eyes and rested his head against the wall. Doug had hoped that Roger would do that. Doug stretched his fingers and he rubbed his finger on Roger's asshole; just to find that it was already well lubricated with the lube that dripped onto it.
"Huh?" Roger muttered, and he looked down at Doug.
"Doug, what are you- MPH!!!" Roger gasped when Doug gently inserted his finger in Roger. Seeing that he got the green boy's attention, he pulled his head away from Roger.
"You did tell me to do my worse." Doug said as he thrusted his finger.
"Well, sure. But you've never ~mmm~ crap." Roger moaned and Doug couldn't believe how easily Roger melted.
"You seem to really like this, Rog. Do you play down here, too?" Doug purred our and Roger scoffed.
"I've experimented, that's all." Roger said. Doug licked his lips and inserted a second finger into Roger. Roger clinched his hands and arched slightly, as Doug noticed the way Roger's skin dusted pink from the lust.
"You always said I could try topping you, and I thought you were being modest. If I had known how serious you were, I would have played with this more." Doug said and Roger panted.
"Should've, would've, could've Funnie." Roger retorted, trying to sound tough, but failing miserably. Part of Doug wanted to hear Roger morning again and again, but he had a bet to win. Doug put a third finger inside Roger and slipped Roger's cock back into his mouth.
"OOO-Funnie!" Roger moaned as he climaxed down Doug's throat. Doug slowly pulled away and wiped his mouth, before turning to the camera.
"And once again, we have proven that good always triumphs over evil. I am Quailman, and I will use the powers of the quail to defeat evil." Doug said and the camera shut off.
Doug turned to Roger and seeing the boy panting like that, he could finally understand why Roger couldn't keep his hands off him. Doug kissed Roger lovingly, and together they cleaned up their mess, got dressed, and exited the mall; tape in hand.