Dryser

All the usual legalities and warnings stated in previous installments of the Dryser series still apply.

Comments can be sent to me at forcewielder2000@yahoo.com (flames will just be ignored!).

~Mark

The night after Kriz first woke up, I was in his room, watching him sleep. The doctors said he still had a ways to go before he could be released from the hospital. He needed a lot of rest before he was fully recovered. A cellular regenerator had been used to considerably speed up the growth of the healthy, uninjured cells around the wound, so that part had been healed, though he was still in for observation because of the shock the initial injury had caused to his systems (which couldn't be so easily repaired).

I thought he was kinda cute when he slept. On an impulse, I got up and crept over, lifted up the blanket, and peeked down. I knew Kriz was naked under the covers, and just couldn't resist glancing at the cock that I was so fond of. Gazing longingly at it, I wondered when I'd be able to have fun with it again. With the doctors saying he needed rest, I couldn't imagine them allowing Kriz to become sexually active again any time soon. I kissed the ends of two of my fingers, then gently touched them to Kriz's cock. 'Someday,' I thought at it, before heading into the bathroom to relieve my erection.

I wound up falling asleep on the chair I'd been using in Kriz's room, and woke to the smell of something good. Groaning, I slowly opened my eyes and got up stifly, rubbing at a kink in my neck.

"About time, sleepyhead," I heard Kriz say. I glanced over to see that someone had brought him breakfast, and that a covered tray similar to the one he had was near him on a stand.

"Hey," I said. "How do you feel?"

"Sore," he said. "Man, the things I do to get you back."

"Well, try not to get shot any more," I replied. "I'm not sure I could go through with that again."

He laughed. "I'm not sure I could go through with that either. What's with us always getting into shooting matches with other species, anyway?"

I laughed as well. "Good question. When you get better, you and I need to find some quiet house away from all this craziness."

"Ah, but what would people think?"

"We could always ask them," I told him. "A lot of people already know. About us."

"They do?" he said, surprised.

I nodded. "Somehow, after news of what happened at the embassy broke, word about our relationship spread like wildfire, at least among the human colonists. I haven't really heard any of the gossip from the Charal settlements, so I can't really say about what the extent of it is with your people."

"Our parents know?"

"Yep. Your parents already figured it out, and mine suspected for a while. And yes, they did take it well."

Kriz sighed, and rolled his eyes. "Well, there go our efforts at keeping things quiet. Anyway, anything to report on those Zyndrie and such? No one will tell me anything around here."

"Well, since obviously you're still in the embassy's medical bay, they've been dealt with. Security thinks they got in with the crew catering the reception. Seems they wanted to take the ambassador hostage to use as a bargaining chip in a dispute with one of their neighbors."

Kriz snorted and rolled his eyes. "It's probably their dispute with the Lantaal. The Zyndrie have been trying to get us involved in it for years."

"Five guards were killed during the fighting," I continued. "Several other people were hurt, with you being the worst."

"Any of them Charal? Human?"

"One was human, the others Kokoni," I said. "Nothing serious. The worst was the human, an aide to Mayor Thomas, who got a broken arm."

My stomach rumbled then, and I glanced over at the covered tray. "Oh, have some breakfast," Kriz said, and I didn't need a second invitation. I pulled the chair over to it, took the cover off (or maybe "tore the cover off" would be a more accurate description), and dove in.

"Full, or should I call for seconds for you?" Kriz asked mildly when I was finished.

"Sorry," I said. "I was kinda hungry."

"I noticed. I almost though a utinsil or dish was going to wind up being eaten there for a little while. Anyway, any idea of when I can get out of this place? It's nice to kick back and be waited on, but I'm getting, as you humans put it, stir crazy."

"I'm not really sure," I said. "The doctors made it sound like you'd be in here for a while for observation. I guess they want you to be close to medical aid if your wound suddenly develops problems."

"I want to go home," Kriz said. "All of this advance medical technology, you'd think they could patch me up quicker."

"And we all want you to go home, Kriz," I said. "But we also don't want you suddenly dropping dead on us. Please, take your time to recover. The shot was dangerously close to your hear, and it was the shock the shot caused to your heart that almost killed you. I almost lost you once, and I don't want to have to go through that again."

He smiled at me. "Fine," he said. "I'll do it. For you."

It took another three days for Kriz to be released. I was at his home, along with a lot of his family, to greet him when he arrived. His face lit up when he entered the house and saw me there. He took me in his arms and gave me a hug and kiss. Even though everyone there knew about us by that point, I was still a little uncomfortable with such a display of affection.

"Please, not in front of everyone," I said quietly when he broke off the kiss.

"Perhaps later, then," he replied before releasing me from his grasp.

It was good to see Kriz up and about again. Over the next few days he increased his activities to build back up his endurance, though we still didn't have sex. Several days later we were sitting at a cafe table in the communal commerce area.

"So, what about us?" I'd finally asked him. I had worked up the nerve to finally continue the conversation that had been started when he'd first awoken after being shot, and since there was no one near us, I figured that this was as good a time as any. "Where do we go from here?"

He thought about it for several moments, gazing into the beverage he'd ordered. "I'm not sure," he finally said. "I admit, when I learned about you and Tairn voluntarily having sex, I was hurt, angry. You were telling me you loved me, but you were getting involved with someone else in what could be viewed as a romantic way. I felt betrayed."

"I'm sorry," I said quietly, hanging my head. "I'm kinda new to this whole relationship thing. I'm not really sure how I'm supposed to react."

"Hey, I know that now," he said. "I guess I was expecting stuff from you that you never knew you were supposed to give."

"So, do we keep on being a couple, now that we realize that we need to work on some things?"

"I...would like to," he said.

As I was heading home, as luck would have it, I saw the guys who'd given me trouble after the 'act'. "Hey, if it isn't Mark!" Pete called out.

"So, Mark, coming back from a rendezvous with your kitty boyfriend?" Todd hollered. "I guess you enjoyed your little screwfest with them at the ceremony so much that you just couldn't get enough, eh?"

"I think they enjoyed it as much as he did," Pete said. "Which is a good thing, since he obviously can't get it from a human!"

"Hey, these guys wouldn't be giving you trouble, would they?" someone asked. I looked over to see Rikel heading over.

"Who's this?" Todd asked. "Another one of your boyfriends?"

"Actually," Rikel said, "I think you're cuter." With that, he grabbed Todd and kissed him.

"Ewwwww!!!!" Todd said, wiping his mouth.

"You're a good kisser," Rikel said. "Want to be my boyfriend?"

"NO!!!" Todd said, his eyes wide with horror as he started backing up.

"Fine, then," Rikel said. "Any of you other guys, then? You're all rather cute!"

They all scattered.

"Well, that solved that," Rikel said.

"Thanks," I said.

"I heard what happened," he said. "I guess we're off?"

I nodded. "Nothing personal," I told him.

He shrugged. "Not that I'm complaining too much, though you are great in bed - nice and tight, just the way I like it. I found someone who could be The One for me. She wants the whole monogamy thing, too."

"Well, good luck for both of you," I said.

"Same to you and Kriz," he said.

Over the next month Kriz and I talked about what we wanted out of the relationship, and what we expected from each other. One thing was missing from the relationship, though - the sex. We still hadn't done it. I though we'd come close a few times, only for me to walk away disappointed. This led to a whole lot of masturbation on my part, and a couple more wet dreams.

School started up again, and it seemed like I had less time to be with Kriz. Some of the students would whisper and glance in my direction in class or in the hallways. A few told me that they were amazed of what I'd been through during summer vacation, and thought it was all pretty neat (except for the part about Kriz being shot, of course), and that they thought I was brave for coming out about my sexuality.

One Saturday I got up and slowly dragged myself into the kitchen for some breakfast. I had never been a fan of mornings, and today was no exception. Whomever's idea it was that people should get up before 10 should be dragged out into the street and shot, in my opinion. Mike was already at the table. He had a big grin on his face.

"What are you so happy about?" I muttered.

His answer was to bring up something out from under the table and drop it onto the table. It was a long rectangular box of some sort, but that wasn't wat caught my attention. What did is that it, whatever it was, was wrapped, and had a bow on top.

"Did you really think I'd forget, old man?" he asked.

"Old man? OLD MAN?! ME?!" With that, I grabbed him and gave him a quick noogie. "So, dare I ask what this is?" I asked, grabbing the box as he smoothed down his hair.

"Open it and find out," he said.

I ripped off the paper and opened the box to find a Bandri knife that I'd had my eye on for months, but had been unable to find in stock at any store. "Wow," I said after several speachless moments. "I've been looking for one of these for months! How'd you get one?"

"Turns out Weinessa's dad's a knife dealer," Mike said. "He just got a stock of them in; she knew I'd been looking for one, and let me know when they arrived."

"It can't have been cheap," I said.

"It set me back a bit," he admitted. "But when he found out I was your brother, and it was a birthday present for you, he gave it to me for a discount."

"Thanks, man," I said, giving him a massive bear hug.

"So, where are Mom and Dad?" I asked.

"They went into town for a while," Mike said. "They'll be back later on."

An hour later, someone knocked at the front door. I opened it to find Kriz standing there. "Happy birthday," he said, handing me a small package.

"Thanks," I said, letting him in. We headed into my bedroom, where I opened his present to find a small crystal statue of a tyole, which is kinda the Charal version of a dolphin. "Wow! Thanks!" I said, hugging him and putting the statue on a shelf. "It;'s beautiful."

"That's the first part of my present," he said.

"Only the first?" I asked, trying to hide the excitement in my voice. I didn't see anything else that might be a gift, and had an idea of what the second "gift" might be.

"Yep. Would you like the second part now?"

I nodded in agreement, and he came over and pulled me to him, kissing me passionately. As we kissed, his hands started roaming all over my body. He broke off the kiss, backed up, and started stripping. "For this part, you'll have to be naked," he told me, and he didn't need to repeat it. I was out of my clothes, and he, completely naked as well now, came over and kissed me again, our erections pressing up against each other.

He suddenly picked me up and carried me to my bed. Laying me down, he began licking my dick and balls. I squirmed in pleasure. Then be got onto me, and pinning me down, he said, "Now, who wants some Charal boy cock?"

"Me!" I said eagarly.

"You do? All right," he said as he slid his erection between my legs and into my butthole. He laid there for a few moments, not moving, then said, "Hmmmm, I don't know. I'm not sure you deserve any Charal boy cock."

"But I do!" I cried out, not wanting him to stop now, not after all this time!

He pulled partway out. "I don't know..." He looked like he was considering it. "I don't think I should..."

"Please!!" I begged of him, trying to move to go at it with him but finding that because of the way he was on top of me I couldn't.

"Oh, all right," he said, and he eased up on me and began sliding his cock in and out of me. I was in heaven, and moaned with pleasure as he drove his manhood into me repeatedly. I laid there in ecstasy, enjoying each and every thrust. We continued like that for a while, and it was at least 10 minutes before I felt that familiar pleasure in my groin. I tried to hold back, wanting to enjoy the sex for as long as possible, but it was all too much, and my semen practically exploded out of the end of my cock. Kriz wasn't too far behind, and for the first time in months his semen filled me. We laid there, holding each other but not saying a word.

"Oh, how I've missed that," I finally said.

"Me too," he replied.

We got up and got cleaned up. He asked me what else I'd gotten, and I told him about the Bandri knife Mike had given me. "I think my parents will let me get a pierced ear," I said.

"Hmmm," Kriz said, studying me. "I think you'd look kinda cute with an earring, like one of those...whadda ya call em? Pirates?"

I nodded, and he grinned. "Well, shiver me...timbers?" he said, looking a bit unsure of himself, and I laughed at the thought of Kriz being a pirate. The image was rather comical. I grabed him, and gave him a big kiss.

We laid down on my bed, still naked. I put my head on his shoulder, and he put his arm around me. "I've missed this, too," I said.

"Same here," he said. "I wanted this so badly, it almost hurts."

"Well, you've got it," I told him. "We're back together, where we belong."

Kriz smiled at me. "I know," he said, kissing me on the top of my head.

His cock soon got hard, and I took it into my mouth and started sucking contently. His semen soon filled my mouth, but for the first time I didn't really mind. I had him back, and that was all that mattered.