This story involves sex between male aliens and a male human minor. If, for any reason, your legal guardian/Significant Other/the law says you shouldn't be reading such things, then it's best for you to leave now (and if you're one of those prudes who objects to gay sex in any form, then one wonders why you're here at this site in the first place).
This story is completely fictional, and, as with any such work of fiction, any resemblance to any place, event, or person (living or dead) is purely coincidental.
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Author's note: My apologies for getting this out later than I'd originally planned. I'd had a much shorter Chapter 2 planned, but as I was finishing it up, one of the early feedbacks from a reader on the first chapter of this story sent my thought processes running in a direction I hadn't considered when I'd started (the particular comment was, and still is, very much appreciated, as it made me realize that there were several things that should be explained early on in the overall story I have planned; the result forms the early part of this chapter).
~Mark
We finally arrived home. Going inside, Mom greeted me with a big hug. Then, holding me by my shoulders, she looked me over. "You all right?" she asked. "They didn't hurt you, did they?" "He's fine," Dad said, coming up behind me. "Dr. Jones checked him out. Mark's a tough kid."
"Kid?!" I protested.
"Sorry," Dad replied. "Mark's a tough young man."
"I know," Mom said.
Later, after dinner, I heard them talking. "I still don't like the idea," Mom was saying. "What if it's Mike next year? Or Mark again?"
"Mary, the odds of Mark being chosen again or Mike being chosen at all are not all that big, and the odds get bigger every year," Dad said.
That was certainly true - between more current colony boys hitting puberty every year and additional settlers who were coming either from Earth (which is how my family wound up here some 6 years ago) or other expeditions who hadn't found anything better either and were also tired of looking - the number of eligable canditates increased with each passing year. While those who'd served before were still eligable, the odds of someone repeating as the human representative weren't all that great, and in fact hadn't occured yet in the 32 years of the human pressence on Dryser.
Mom was silent for a bit. "But still, heck of a rent payment," she finally said.
"It's not so bad when you consider what some of the other species we've encountered have asked for," Dad replied.
After all, the Torl, colonists on the planet Fortitude, wanted three humans for dinner every year - literally! The Kakazali, the owners (though not settlers) of the planet Tyrela, expected anyone setting up a colony on Tyrela to provide random test subjects for a variety of chemicals that the Kakazali were developing before the chemicals were sold on the open market for warfare. And the Y'Kor'Tiz'aaaa of the Nibrus system expected the entire colonial group to serve as slaves to them. And that's just an idea of those who were willing to work with us (the Xytonez, for example, threatened to blow out of the sky any human ships that even got close to one of their planets).
The next day I went into town to grab a couple of things for my mom. As I was leaving the store, I saw some of the other boys who'd been at the 'act'. "Hey, it's Mark!" I heard one of them, Pete, call out.
"Hey, Marky boy!" Todd, another one of the boys, called out. "Saw you having fun yesterday," he said, reaching out and grabbing something imaginary and making thrusting motions with his hips. "Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" he said, making sounds like a gorilla.
My cheeks flaming, I moved on, but the boys followed me. "Oooooh, Mark, you want some?" Todd asked, grabbing his crotch.
"Hey, don't you boys have anything better to do?" someone said, and the boys scattered.
I turned to look to see who it was. It turned out to be Daniel Crockett, one of the students at the colony university (such as it was, since only a limited number of subjects were being taught at the moment and only a few degrees offered), and the person who'd represented us in the 'act' two years before. He was, after all, a big guy, and not one to be trifled with.
"Hi," I said as I continued to walk.
"Those boys giving you trouble?" he asked, coming up beside me.
"Not really," I mumbled, my head hanging.
"Hey, don't let them get to you," he said. "You did a good job out there yesterday. Not many people your age would agree to go through something like that."
I shrugged nocommitally, and he continued. "Really. I mean that. Be proud of what you did. Don't let anybody else demean your acomplishments. O.K.?"
I nodded.
"If you need someone to talk to about it, let me know, all right?" he told me.
Once again I nodded.
"See you later," he said.
"See ya," I said.
Five days later I was laying on my bed when someone knocked on the front door. My mom answered it and said, "Yes, he's here. Come on in. He's in his room." I sat up as none other than Kriz walked in. He had the big, goofy grin that I'd always thought was so cute on his face.
"Hey, haven't seen you in a while," he said.
"Been busy," I replied, which was kinda true. I'd been busy, but I'd also been avoiding him, not really sure how to handle what had just happened between us.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go hang out."
"O.K.," I said. As we headed out the door, I called out, "Mom, I'm going out with Kriz!"
"O.K. Be back before dark," she replied.
"So, any ideas on where to go?" I asked
"How about thattaway?" he asked, gesturing up towards the hills near my house.
"O.K.," I said with a shrug, honestly indifferent.
We headed upward for a while, until we came upon a small lake. I looked at Kriz, and he looked at me. We both grinned, and were quickly out of our clothes. There was no modesty involved; when you have sex with each other (and in front of a whole bunch of other people, no less!), the issue kind of goes out the window. Heading in, I wondered aloud, "I wonder if there's anything dangerous in this lake."
"There is now!" Kriz said, diving in. We swam around for a little while, giggling and splashing each other before we stopped to rest, heading back onto the shore.
"Mark, I've been thinking. About us."
"Us?" I said, my voice sounding squeaky.
"Yes, us. You enjoyed it very much last week when we mated."
"Um, I was just trying to be a good representative," I quickly said, not wanting to admit that I had enjoyed the sex.
"You enjoyed it," Kriz said again. "We Charal can smell pheromones quite well, and the ones I smelled from you told me you were enjoying what was happening." He put a hand on my upper leg and began rubbing as he gazed into my eyes. Wham! My cock was hard in seconds! He grinned again. "See?"
"All right, all right. I want you! Is that what you wanted to hear? I want you so badly it hurts!"
"I know. I want you, too, Mark. I was serious when I told you I love you."
We sat there and looked at each other for several seconds before he leaned over and started kissing me. I hesitated, then leaned into the kiss. We continued to kiss as we ran our hands over each other's body. We spent some time exploring each other's body. I was fascinated by his huge, hard cock and his big balls. He spent no small amount of time on my pubic hairs.
He soon pushed me onto my back and got onto me. Sliding his cock between my legs, he entered my butthole once again. He began thrusting into me, slowly at first, but soon picking up speed. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, pulling his hard cock deep into me, savoring the way it felt to have this horny behemoth on me, panting and gasping as we coupled.
The fur on Kriz's body was stroking my hard cock and balls as he pumped. It felt so wonderful I was almost lost in the pleasure. The pleasure soon increased, and before I knew it my semen was squirting all over us. Moments later I felt his own semen filling me up.
He kissed me, and I kissed back. "Now, don't tell me you didn't enjoy that," he said.
"All right. I admit it. I did," I said.
"We've got to stop meeting like this," he said. "What will people think?"
"Who cares?" I asked.
He chuckled softly and pulled out. We charged back into the lake to clean ourselves up - besides just having my semen all over me, and Kriz's dripping out of my butthole, I was hot and sweaty - and to get in some more swimming. About a half an hour later, we were on the shore again, drying off in the warm sunlight.
"Hey, guess what I'm in the mood for more of," he said suddenly.
I was laying on my stomach, and I looked over to see him stroking his cock, which was jutting outward. "Oooh, no," I said in mock horror.
"Oooh, yes," he said, getting up and moving towards me.
Giggling, I tried to get up. I managed to get on all fours, and began moving away on my hands and feet while trying to stand up when suddenly a large hairy body landed on me. I collapsed, unable to hold the weight of both of us. He followed me down, and proceeded to enter me for the second time that day. Grunting, I shifted, trying to find a more comfortable position as his hips began beating against my butt as he started pumping energetically.
After about ten minutes, I felt his warm Charal semen flowing into me. He laid on me for several moments to catch his breath, before reaching under me and fondling my genitals. Then he stopped.
"You're not hard, and there's no semen," he said. "Did you not enjoy it this time?"
"It takes more time for a human of my age to get hard again after coming than it does for you," I explained.
"So...you willingly took me again, even though you knew you wouldn't enjoy it as much? But...why?"
"Because I love you, Kriz." I shrugged. "It seemed like the thing to do."
He nuzzled my neck for a few moments before pulling out. "It's getting late," he said. "We'd better get cleaned up, get dressed, and head back."
We got back into the water, and I cleaned off the semen that was once again dripping out of my butt. We got dressed and started walking back to my house, arm in arm.
"I've got one thing to say, though," I said. "If we're a couple now, could we do some things other than you nailing my butt all the time when we have sex?"
"But I thought you enjoyed that," Kriz said, sounding puzzled.
"I do," I quickly said. "Just not all the time."
"Ah," he said. "What other things could we do?"
"How about me nailing you in your butt? It's not like we've done that."
"All right," he said. "It will be interesting to take a human reproductive organ into me that way."
"We could always suck," I added.
"Yes, though I would probably not give it to you in the same way you give it to me," he said, showing his feline teeth for emphasis. "As you can imagine, we don't really take the penis into the mouth. That's why so many of us tend to have the human suck us when we are involved with one of you. It's a new, and very facinating, experience for us."
We arrived at my house, and went inside. Noticing that there was no one there, we went into my room.
"Drat, all that talk about sex has aroused me again," Kriz said, pointing to the front of his pants, which were being shoved out due to the erection he had. My eyes widened. How many times in a day could a Charal come, anyway?
Closing the door, I had him get onto my bed. Opening the front of his pants, I pulled them down to expose his cock. Bending down, I took as much of the huge, hard organ into my mouth as I could and started sucking. He began moaning and squirming around, pawing at my head in pleasure. I sucked for a while, enjoying the personal contact I was having with my friend. After a time, I decided to bring my little act of generosity for my friend to fruitation. I grabbed the part of his cock that wasn't in my mouth and started moving my hand up and down. It was more than he could handle, and moments later his semen was gushing into my mouth.
"Ewwww!" we heard someone say as Kriz's semen started dripping out of my mouth. We both looked up to see Mike standing at the door.
"Gee, Mike, ever hear of knocking?" I asked, looking for something to wipe up all the semen with.
"I didn't know I had to suddenly start knocking to enter my own brother's bedroom," he replied, shutting the door. "Never had to before."
I grabbed a dirty shirt of mine and began wiping the semen off my face, looking a little guilty over at Mike while doing so.
"So I guess this means you two are a couple now, huh?" Mike asked. I nodded.
Mike shrugged. "Well, O.K.," he said, before dropping several books I'd asked him to get at the library for me next to my bed and leaving.
"I'd better get going," Kriz said, pulling up his pants and fastening them.
"I'll see you later," I said.
He came over, grabbed me, and planted a large, somewhat sloppy kiss on my mouth. After several moments, he broke it off. "Well, how'd I do?" he asked.
"Not bad," I replied.
"Sure?"
I shrugged. "Beats me. I've never kissed anyone besides you," I said. "Beside my mom, and such," I added, "though I don't know if that counts."
"Not here," Kriz said, grinning, before heading out the door.
I flopped onto my bed, smiling. This was shaping up to be a facinating experience.