Survivors

 

 

The sky was lightening in the valley.  The sun hadn't come up over the mountains yet, but it was slowly having its effect in the Big Valley.  The Hakaanen were starting to awaken as were the Shkah in the Little Valley.  The Earth boys had been awake since before dawn, all but Douglas that is.  The group was letting him sleep as late as they could, but that wouldn't be much longer.  Bandar called the hospital and was told that nothing had changed.

 

Douglas was dreaming about Scooter and himself.  They were on a beach, kissing and making out in the surf with the waves crashing over them.  The water felt warm as did Scooter’s wet skin.  It was a dream he didn’t want to wake up from.

 

Scooter was having a dream too.  He was also dreaming that he was on a beach making out with Douglas, kissing and loving him in the surf.  He felt like he wanted to be in this dream forever, lying in the warm water with Douglas.

 

Suddenly Douglas felt somebody shake him.  It was Travis.

 

"I hate to wake you up, but we want to get going.  We have a lot of ground to make up."

 

At the same time Enghar’s father awakened Scooter. He needed to see how Scooter was doing.  He was worried because he didn't know enough about the round-eared boy’s anatomy.  He had been continually checking on his status since the boy received his transfusion.  Now he needed to see if the boy was asleep or in a coma.

 

Scooter and Douglas both were jerked out of their dream at the same time, and they each felt the flow of love from their soulmate.  Douglas took a deep breath as he rose.  Scooter's presence seemed stronger than it had the night before.  He met with the group.  He had thought during a restless sleep about whether he would go with the trackers or stay behind.  His mind was now made up and it was time to tell them.

 

 

Robert Charles was shaken awake by Vordkan.  He had been having a good dream, but he couldn't remember it.  He got out of the sleeping bag and got dressed, then went up the ladder to the upper deck.  The sun was just coming up and light was streaming through the windows of the cabin.  The men were awake, and soon they were all packing the unicorns.  They got more water from the shuttle's water supply, which was close to drained, as well as some of the dried food packs.

 

Vordkan led Robert Charles into the desert, but the men stayed behind.  They sat on their unicorns watching the men walk around the shuttle.  Robert Charles couldn’t figure out what they were doing.  Finally, they mounted their unicorns and rode up to where the boys were waiting.  One of the men handed Robert Charles what looked like a radio transmitter and used hand signals to show that he wanted Robert Charles to push the red button.  Robert Charles had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen and he knew why.  It would be so his former shipmates couldn't get anything from the shuttle to help them.  He liked the way the Shkah thought.  He knew that they had no more use for the shuttle.

 

He looked at the red tail of the "Moonduster" rising out of the sand.  He pushed the button.  For a second nothing happened and then the red tail lifted up and a huge fireball erupted from the shuttle.  Smoke, flames, sand, dust, and pieces of the shuttle shot high into the air.  Robert Charles watched it all with a smile on his face.  There was nothing but burning wreckage left. Then they turned their unicorns and headed in the direction of the mountains.  Robert Charles never looked back.  The "Moonduster" and that part of his life no longer existed.  Every minute he felt more and more like he was a Shkah.

 

 

Douglas faced his group one more time.  He had made up his mind and it was time to tell them.

 

"I know I'm splitting us up again. Last night I said I was going to go with the trackers.  But after a night to sleep on it I decided that Alex will take my place.  I was elected to lead the group.  The trackers have a job to do and Alex will be excellent at leading them to do it.

 

"And the rest of us?  I don't know what's going to happen, except I'm going to be here to make sure they don't split up those of us who are left again.  And I also know that for us to communicate with the Hakaanen effectively that Scooter and I need to be together.  I have this feeling that Scooter is going to make it. I think we need to be where he is.  He is going to be too weak to communicate on his own.

 

“Our first task is going to have to be to let Scooter know we are here for him. Our next task is to make sure the Hakaanen understand that we will be doing everything together from now on.”

 

Everybody cheered when he finished.  It was the decision they all hoped Douglas would make.

 

Alex, Mike, and Jeremy were going to track the kidnappers.  Douglas was pretty sure they didn't need four to do the tracking, but he figured that more of them would make it easier to protect themselves and to see things.  He walked out into the back yard to tell them good-bye.

 

Douglas, Warren, Ethan, Travis, Jordan, and of course Scooter would be staying behind. Ryan and Logan were the boys the trackers were going to find. They all knew Robert Charles was somewhere in the area. And Matthew, poor Matthew, was no longer with them at all.

 

 

Lokor, Enghar’s father, did a couple of tests on Scooter after he received his transfusion. The blood seemed to be the proper match because the boy was doing better.  But he needed more blood and he couldn't get any more from Mattoo.  He needed to get some of the other boys to the hospital and test them.  Maybe this species all had the same blood type, which would make his job much easier.  He didn't know how to test them so he just used his Hakaanen blood tests, which showed that Scooter and Mattoo were an almost identical match. He wondered if this species had a universal donor blood like the Hakaanen had.

 

He looked at the boy.  For somebody with round ears and no mane he was quite beautiful.  He could see why his son was so in love with him.  But he had also discovered that young Mattoo was more than just outwardly beautiful.  He was also sweet, kind, caring, and loving, which was all the more reason for his son to be in love with him.

 

A nurse entered the room and they started talking.  Scooter was drifting in and out of consciousness, but he could understand a lot of what they were saying.

 

"The round eared boy seemed to have the right blood.  We're lucky he was here in this village or we would have lost the blond young one," the doctor said.

 

"Yes, we were, doctor.  There was no time to get that group of round ears here and no way to get them all on the flyer anyway.  It was lucky we had a donor living here."

 

"Well, he is sleeping soundly over in the next room.  We'll let him in to visit later in the day.  It will be interesting to see his reaction to seeing the injured boy since he may have been left behind in the desert by this boy and his companions."

 

They left the room and Scooter tried to think of what they were talking about.  Another boy in the next room.  The only thought that went through his head was that it was Robert Charles.  Everybody had said that Robert Charles had been found by the Shkah.

 

 Now they were talking about Robert Charles coming into his hospital room. Robert Charles was here in this hospital right now. Scooter was suddenly very afraid.  He knew Robert Charles would come in to hurt him or worse.  I gotta get out of here and find Douglas, he thought.  Douglas will keep me safe.

 

He pulled back the blankets and tried getting out of bed.  His knees shook and his side hurt.  He held on to the bed.  I gotta get away from Robert Charles, he thought.  I gotta find Douglas.  Douglas will protect me.

 

 

Douglas hugged each of his three trackers and walked with them to the edge of the brush.  He reached into his backpack and pulled out two small laser pistols. Only Alex and Douglas had known of their existence until the exile of Robert Charles.

 

Douglas had removed them from the weapons case the night before they left the “Moonduster”. He had kept the weapons in his backpack when they abandoned the sleds on the bluff above the valley. 

 

The two of them didn’t even think of displaying the weapons when they had their first contact with the Hakaanen. The situation didn’t seem to demand weapons. But now the situation was such that both Alex and Douglas sensed that the weapons would be needed.

 

“Be careful. I want you all back,” Douglas told Alex.

 

“We’ll all come back alive,” Alex promised.

 

He hugged them each again when suddenly Bandar came up.  He was carrying a backpack and a bow and arrow.

 

"Shkah," he said shaking his head, his face displaying his disgust.   Nobody knew what he meant.  Then he held up a picture of a Hakaanen, only with a bluish green mane.  He pointed to it and said, "Shkah," and nodded. Most of the Shkah dyed their manes to separate them from the mainstream Hakaanen.

 

Mike nodded back.  He saw what Bandar meant.  The Hakaanen in the picture was called a Shkah.  He pointed to Bandar's picture and said, "Shkah"

 

Bandar pointed to himself and then pointed in the direction they were going. Douglas and the other three nodded yes.  Douglas gave Bandar a big hug and then watched as the four boys headed across the field into the woods. They had all thought alike by not traveling naked. They were wearing shirts and pants to protect themselves from the flora of the forests.

 

Douglas wondered if he would ever see them all again.  He took a deep breath and headed back for the house.

 

 

The mayor, Bandar's father, was talking on the phone with the governor.

 

"What do we do now?  The Shkah are getting too bold," the mayor asked.

 

"Nothing.  We will not fight to save the round-eared boys.  We hardly know these boys. They are strangers and are not Hakaanen.  And for all we know they left the Mattoo young one to die in the desert.  And if they did, they behaved like Shkah and should be with them and not with us."

 

"But, governor, we don't know if that is true.  They have been nice polite boys.  The boys of our village like them.  Those boys have been acting like they are Hakaanen."

 

"Nevertheless, we don't risk our lives or anything else for them.  We will make sure they are comfortable and fed and have a place to live, but we owe them nothing more.  The kidnapping is their problem not ours.  Besides, the Shkah might have bad blood, but they won't hurt the young ones. For all of their bluster, they are still Hakaanen deep down. The round-eared boys will be back in a week.  So we do nothing because we don't want to upset the Shkah into attacking us. We will maintain the status quo."

 

The mayor didn’t bother to hide his displeasure with the governor’s statement. "I just want you to know I don't agree with what you said.  I think we need to stand up for the round-eared boys. We took them in and asked for their trust. We need to make them part of us, and that means standing up for them like we would our own young ones.  It is the Hakaanen way.  Because like it or not, right now they are ours. And if we let the Shkah get away with this, who knows what they might try next.  I have a feeling this is just the beginning. That we are being tested.  The sooner we stand up to them the better it will be for us. We have to stand up to them before they realize how powerful they really are."

 

"No.  We will stand up for our own immediately if we need to, but the Shkah won't bother our young ones unless we anger them.  Trying to rescue the round ears will do just that, anger them. We can't allow that to happen."

 

"Three of the round ears have gone after their friends, and my son, Bandar, has gone with them.  Those boys are very brave.  Those are not the kind of boys who would leave Mattoo to die in the desert."

 

"Your son went?  No!  You must stop them.  We cannot make the Shkah angry."

 

"Governor, the Shkah started this.  Yes, I'm worried for my son.  But he and the round-eared boys have more stones than the Hakaanen government does right now. The round-eared boys were incredibly courageous to even make it to our planet, let alone to cross deserts and mountains to find our valley.  They are still brave.  They didn't hesitate to go find their friends.  Their leader is loved and respected.  These boys did not bury Mattoo."  The mayor was getting angry.

 

"You keep saying that.  You don't know that.  We can't let them close to Mattoo or he could be in great danger."

 

"I say it because I know it.  Bandar told me.  They told him the story of how he got buried.  It was in a sandstorm and they lost his location.  They couldn't find him and left him only because they had to move on."

 

"And you believe that?"

 

"From what I see of the round-eared boys, I do. Just from what I saw today I don't think Dooglass, their leader, would leave anybody behind unless he had no choice."

 

"For the last time, stop the round ears and stop your son."

 

Bandar's father didn't answer him.  He did something no Hakaanen would ever think of doing to the governor.  He hung up the phone.

 

 

The four Shkah men rode their unicorns up into the bare brown hills.  Ryan and Logan were tied up, each one behind one of the men.  They weren't heading for the valley: they were heading for a cave that was high up in the hills between the two valleys.  They were going to go there and wait for the Shkah who went to the shuttle along with Robert Charles.

 

Robert Charles and his group were taking a straighter path back to the valley.  The Shkah knew where they were and didn't need to line up with the twin peaks to return home.  The direct route would save them almost a day of travel.  But they weren't heading straight to the valley. They were heading to the cave in the hills where Robert Charles would get his test.

 

 

Scooter stumbled through the door of his hospital room.

 

"I gotta find Douglas" he mumbled.  "I gotta find him...I know I can find him.  I need him.  Have to warn him RC is next door......I have to get away from RC...he will shoot me with an arrow."

 

Scooter was still weak and feverish from his wound and the blood he lost. His mind was whirling in all kinds of directions. He started down the corridor and his knees started shaking. He leaned against the wall, trying not to faint.  The empty hall started to swing back and forth.  He looked for a place to escape from Robert Charles.

 

Scooter took a deep breath and resumed his trek down the hall. Somehow he managed to avoid being seen by any hospital employees. He found a door and pushed it open, walking into a courtyard bathed in warm sunshine.  He made his way around a bush and then fainted behind it.

 

Just as Scooter stumbled into the courtyard, Matthew and Enghar entered the hall from another section of the hospital.  Matthew was in a wheel chair with Enghar pushing him.  Matthew knew he was being taken to meet the injured boy.  He could hardly wait to see him—to find out who he was.

 

He had both good and bad feelings about the meeting. He was a little angry and confused about being left behind buried in the sand and wanted to find out why he had been abandoned.  From the way Enghar described the injured boy, he thought it probably was Scooter, and he knew Scooter would never do anything to intentionally hurt him.

 

Enghar and Matthew entered Scooter's hospital room and found it empty. There was no one in Scooter's unmade bed.  Enghar wondered if Scooter might have been taken away for tests.  Enghar thought it was weird his father hadn’t said anything, since he had told him that he and Matthew were going to look in on Scooter. He looked at Matthew and shrugged.  He decided to wheel Matthew out into the courtyard so they could both sit in the sun while they waited to find out where Scooter was.

 

He pushed Matthew down the hall and then through the double doors that opened into the courtyard. Neither he nor Matthew looked at the big bush close to the door, and even if they had, they probably wouldn't have seen Scooter lying on the other side of it.

 

 

Mayor Andorn and Douglas were having a difficult time communicating, but Douglas finally got his point across.  The mayor understood that he wanted to go to the hospital where Scooter was.  The next point was even harder to get across. He wanted the mayor to understand that he wanted the entire remaining group to go with him. He didn't want to be separated from the group and he didn't want his group split up again.

 

After Douglas was satisfied that he’d gotten his points across, the Earth boys were loaded into a wagon that was set up like a bus.  There were seven boys in the wagon along with the mayor and his partner.  Douglas, Ethan, Warren, Travis, Stevie, Brandon, and Jordan, were all carrying their backpacks.  The boys agreed that the homes they had lived in briefly were no longer their homes—whatever they did, they would do together. In Jordan’s case, that was more a matter of empty words than any kind of strong conviction.

 

The ride to capital city and the hospital took almost three hours.  They had one piss stop along the way, but spent the rest of the time sitting in the wagon getting hungry and thirsty.  When they got to the town of Orkyl they were tired and sore.

 

Orkyl was the largest town in the big valley as well as the capital.  The mayor knew that as soon as the governor discovered that he had brought the boys to the hospital that he would come directly to the hospital.  Right now he didn't care.  All he cared about now was what was best for the boys. 

 

Eikir had convinced him that separating the boys and spreading them out was the best thing for them.  Douglas had stood up against that plan and had managed to have them living close together, which upset Eikir. 

 

The mayor was beginning to wonder about Eikir’s stance.  He knew now that Douglas was correct—the young ones should have been kept together. He was ready do anything for them, just like his son was doing right now.  They were showing more courage than he had ever seen from any Hakaanen boy, or man—the surprising actions of his son excepted.

 

The wagon stopped at the hospital.  There was a park across the street and the mayor led the boys over to it. The mayor called Douglas over and held up one finger. Douglas nodded that he understood.  There were too many of them to go into the hospital together.  He put Travis in charge and followed Mayor Andorn back across the street and into the hospital.

 

The found out where Scooter's room was and they headed to it.  They saw the bed empty.  The sheets and blankets looked like somebody had been in it, but nobody was there.  The mayor went back to look for Scooter's doctor while Douglas waited in the room.  He started sending his thoughts to his boyfriend.

 

‘Scooter. I'm here.  I'm here for you.  Where are you?  Let me feel you.’

 

He closed his eyes and listened for a return thought, but received nothing except a warm feeling of love.  That meant Scooter was somewhere close by, but his mind wasn't completely connecting. Where was he? Douglas thought.  Why aren't we connecting?

 

Bandar's father came back in with Enghar's father, the doctor.  The doctor took one look at the empty bed and called the nurse.  The nurse ran in and said something. Douglas couldn’t follow what was going on and waited somewhat impatiently to find something out.  The doctor got on the phone.  There was no doubt in Douglas's mind that something was wrong.  Scooter was gone, maybe kidnapped just like Logan and Ryan had been.

 

Douglas and Mayor Andorn walked back out into the hall and headed back to the front desk.  Douglas noticed the door to the courtyard, and saw that it was a beautiful, restful place with shrubs and flowers.  He saw a Hakaanen boy sitting on a bench and the back of another one in a wheelchair through the windows of the double doors. The second one had long hair that must be hiding his mane, or the mane was hidden by the back of the wheelchair.

 

Douglas thought about going into the courtyard, but he was afraid of frightening them.  He wondered if they had seen Scooter, or Robert Charles, who he knew was around somewhere.  But if they hadn't seen an Earth boy, then his presence might scare them, so he didn't go out into the courtyard.  He closed his eyes again for a minute and thought hard.

 

‘Scooter, my love, where are you?  I love you.  Talk to me.  I'm here for you. I love you’.

 

On the other side of the wall, behind a bush, Scooter was hearing the words, but it was like they were coming to him in a dream.  He wanted to tell Douglas he was there but his brain wouldn't do anything.  He kept trying to but he couldn't make anything happen.  He wanted to warn Douglas that Robert Charles was here, but his brain wouldn't work.  He started the thought ‘D…Dou,’ and passed out.

 

For a second Douglas thought he heard his name, but then there was nothing.  It had to have been his imagination.  He tapped the mayor and pointed to the main exit. The mayor nodded that he understood, and Douglas left the hospital and went across the street to the park where he met with his group. They were waiting with the mayor's partner.

 

"Scooter's gone," he told them.

 

"Oh no," Stevie said.  "Kidnapped?"

 

"I don't know, but I'm afraid so.  Nobody seems to know where he is."

 

The mayor and the doctor entered the courtyard.  Enghar and Matthew were sitting in the sun.  They talked to Enghar to find out what he knew about the missing boy.  Enghar said he and Matthew didn't know anything except that when they went into the room the bed was empty.

 

The doctor and the mayor left.  If either one had looked to the right, they might have seen a hint of flesh color behind the big green bush near the door, but they both looked intently straight ahead.

 

They went into the park.  Douglas could tell they had nothing but bad news. Scooter, who was injured and weak had probably been kidnapped.  He looked across the street to the hospital wondering where his best friend in the entire galaxy was.  He knew Robert Charles was behind it in some way, and that idea angered him to where he was shaking.

 

 Alex stopped the trackers.  They were tired and hungry—it was time to rest and eat. Bandar and his father had packed food for them and they had plenty of water. Plus they could get more water from lakes and streams if they needed it.  It wasn't like being in the desert where there was no water at all.  There were also farms they could visit for more food if they needed, but right now they were deep in the woods.

 

Jeremy was pretty good at finding a trail, and it turned out Bandar was as well.  They were certain they were still following the kidnappers, but they knew they weren't gaining on them.  Their goal, though, was to find them and they knew that could take time.

 

Alex liked Bandar.  The two boys were beginning to understand each other.  Alex was learning a few Hakaanen words, but they mostly used sign language.  Bandar had a nice body and looked very sexy in an exotic way. Even more importantly, he was turning out to be a brave and loyal friend.

 

The boys picked up their trash and started off again.  Jeremy and Bandar were able to follow the trail the unicorns took.  Until they got to a paved road they would be easy to follow. The boys hoped that the Shkah would try to stay off the main roads to avoid being seen with the two boys.  The big thing that worried  the boys was, what were they going to do when they found them?

 

 

Robert Charles was sitting in the hot sand eating cold food and drinking water.  The day was just as hot as the desert days he remembered.  He didn't know much about the Hakaanen dudes Douglas and the rest of the losers were staying with, but he knew he wanted to defeat them. He especially wanted to get the boys from the "Starkeeper" who had exiled him to die in the desert.  His revenge would be sweet—Douglas and his close friends would all die.  He didn't wish anything bad on the rest of them—the situation wasn't their fault, but Douglas, Alex, Mike, and Scooter were dead meat.

 

Vordkan walked over to Robert Charles and sat next to him.  He and Robert Charles each had a laser gun.  It made them both feel grown up and like men.  Vordkan knew that Shkah boys weren't supposed to act certain ways, but he was quite smitten with Robbachass, the round-eared boy.  He knew that could be very, very dangerous.  He pushed his leg against Robert Charles's, and loved it when he pushed back on it.  Vordkan looked at Robert Charles and smiled.  But he didn't dare do more—there was always the risk of the men seeing them. 

 

 

Douglas got into the wagon.  It didn't seem right to be leaving.  He felt like he had when he left Matthew behind in the desert.  He was abandoning somebody who was depending on him. He knew Scooter was close—he could feel it.  He looked at the other boys in the wagon.  He wished he had an answer.  He wanted to stay here and find Scooter, but he didn't know where to start.

 

Enghar wheeled Matthew out of the courtyard, right past the bush and into the hospital.  Scooter tried to move, but was too weak.  And even if he could move, it might be Robert Charles going by.

 

Douglas counted heads.  He only counted six including himself.  One person was missing, and he saw that it was Warren.

 

"Anybody seen Warren?"

 

"No," Stevie said.  "Shit!  Where is he?"

 

Oh fuck, Douglas thought.  Not another one taken.  They all jumped off the wagon and started searching the park.  They found Warren sitting against a tree close by, looking like he was asleep. Douglas let out a sigh of relief.

 

"Brother, are you okay?" Douglas asked.

 

Warren opened his eyes.  "I don't feel good, brother," he whispered.  Douglas could tell Warren was having trouble breathing.  Mayor Andorn called the doctor, who came over instantly. He looked Warren over real quickly on his arrival in the park.  He called the hospital and asked for a stretcher.  Douglas knew this might be serious, and he knew that now they would not be leaving the hospital. He was sticking with his resolve to keep the group together.

 

 

Evening was coming to the valley.  The sun was starting to dip behind the mountains.  In the northern mountains four Shkah men made camp on a hillside.  They gave the two boys water and a little food and kept them tied up next to each other.  They did take the gags off of them though, figuring nobody would hear them scream now.

 

"Are you okay, Logan?" Ryan asked.

 

"Yeah, but I'm sore and hungry."

 

"Hang in there.  We'll get rescued.  Our friends will come after us, I know it."

 

"I miss Ethan."

 

"And I’m sure he misses you."

 

Ryan wished he could hug the cute dark haired boy next to him.  It scared him some that in some ways he wished he could do more than hug him.

 

He missed Travis.  He wondered where they were being taken and why.  He moved himself closer to Logan.  He couldn't hug him but he could make him feel safe.  At least as safe as possible up on this mountain with unknown aliens holding them captive.  He looked at Logan like he was a little brother who needed his protection. He vowed he was going to give it to him.

 

 

Vordkan and Robert Charles were in their two-man tent, jerking each other off. Vordkan wanted to do more, but was afraid of being caught. Not only that, for as much as he was sexually charged around the round-eared boy, he was also somewhat put off by the fact that he wasn’t Shkah—that he wasn’t even Hakaanen. He was alien and different. Was his masturbating Robbachass any different than being sexual with an animal? he thought. It was a thought that at times repulsed him, but it didn’t stop him from getting off with the alien boy. Robert Charles felt exactly the same way, confused by sexual feelings he didn’t understand.

 

He found out that they were going to stop off in their small valley before they headed for the caves.  They should get there tomorrow night, and he had a special surprise for his special friend beside him.  He just hoped that he would like it.

 

 

The trackers stopped to sleep.  They ate and talked and laid out their sleeping bags. Alex led them in some singing.  Bandar listened to the Earth songs.  The songs and the singing were beautiful.  The music of the round ears was almost as good as that of the Hakaanen.   He knew that boys who sang with such beauty could only be good people.  He crawled into his sleeping bag and closed his eyes.  He felt something.  It was Alex sliding in in next to him.        

 

Alex had discussed this with Mike while they walked.  Mike thought his idea was a good one.  Alex gave Bandar a light kiss.  Bandar kissed him back. Alex thought his breath was so sweet.  They hugged and Alex stroked Bandar's mane, causing him to whimper.  There was no sex between the boys, but there was no doubt in Bandar’s mind, as Alex cuddled next to him, that he wasn’t an outsider—even though he looked much different, he was a part of their group.

 

 

But sex did happen between Matthew and Enghar in Matthew's bed in the inn at Orkyl. Enghar was making love to his Earth friend, no his Earth lover.  He loved his sweet Mattoo.  The other round ears had not seen him at the hospital.  His father thought it was best that Mattoo remain a secret for now.  That was fine with him.  He didn't want to lose Mattoo because Mattoo was becoming an important part of his life—something extra special that Mattoo knew nothing about, at least not yet.

 

The boys were naked. Enghar had kissed his round-eared friend and petted him, learning where Matthew’s erogenous zones were, just as Matthew had been learning his. Matthew’s cock was hard and beautiful. Enghar wondered why Earth boys had no skin over their cocks, and then pushed the thought aside as he started licking the smooth, warm body of the Earth boy.

 

Enghar moved down to Matthew’s bare pubic mound and slowly took his hard, sexy cock into his mouth. Matthew moaned with pleasure and looked up at Enghar with pure love in his eyes. This was different from the way he had been used by Jordan and Robert Charles. This was all about love and friendship, like what happened between him and his “brother” Mike. Matthew could feel warmth inside and outside of himself as Enghar kissed him, licked him, and sucked him.

 

Enghar moved his finger under Matthew’s balls and massaged the area between there and his ass with two of his fingers. Matthew moaned again and then shook as Enghar worked his finger around the eleven-year-old’s pink grommet.

 

Matthew knew what was coming up, and he wanted it—wanted it badly. Enghar removed Matthew’s cock from his mouth and grinned at his alien friend. Matthew may have round ears and no mane, but he looked Hakaanen in every other aspect. As far as Enghar was concerned, the boy in bed with him was beautiful. Matthew returned Enghar’s smile. He ran his hand along his lover’s golden mane. For Matthew the mane and the pointed ears simply made Enghar erotic in an otherworldly way. 

 

Enghar hesitated. What if Mattoo didn’t want what he was about to give him? he thought. The Hakaanen boy did not want to harm the vulnerable young boy in any way. Matthew wondered why Enghar had stopped. The reason came instantly into his head. Enghar was as nervous as he was. Plus, he wasn’t able to say what it was he wanted to do.

 

Matthew took made a loop with his left thumb and index finger and then took his right index finger and moved it in and out of the loop in a universal gesture. “This means to fuck,” Matthew tried to explain.

 

Enghar looked at him quizzically. Matthew tried to simplify things even more. He pointed to his friend. “Enghar…,” he repeated the gesture, saying, “fuck…,” then pointed to himself, “Matthew.”

 

Enghar’s grin broke into a wide smile. He pointed to his hard, just under four inch, boy cock. “Enghar…,” his finger found Matthew’s ass, “fucka Mattoo.” Matthew’s eager smile told Enghar all he needed to know.

 

As with boys everywhere, lube was needed. Enghar had lotion in his toilet kit, an item most Hakaanen boys carried when they traveled. After all, being away from home didn’t stop boys from being horny. He slicked up Matthew’s smooth, white ass and then took care of his rock-hard hairless boy tool.

 

But before Enghar could place himself inside of Matthew, he needed to kiss him. He could see the mixture of anticipation and anxiety on his friend’s face. He kissed his friend to relax him and to transmit his love for him. His Mattoo was the sweetest boy Enghar had ever known and he was so grateful to have the beautiful extraterrestrial boy land in his life.

 

Neither boy was a virgin. Enghar had lost his cherry just after turning ten (Hakaanen years were approximately seven days shorter than Earth years) to Perryska next to the lake where the “Moonduster” boys had been found. Perryska had lost his cherry to a thirteen-year-old neighbor a couple of weeks before.  Later that day Enghar took Laryar’s cherry in the same place.

 

Most of Matthew’s sexual experiences had not been as pleasant, which was the reason behind his anxiety. He had enjoyed some of his sex with Jordan, but Jordan’s pushiness had put him off. Robert Charles saw Matthew as a hole to stick his cock into and Matthew knew he was being used. It was only with his big “brother”, Mike, that sex had been fun and enjoyable. Matthew sensed that sex with Enghar would be even more.

 

As far as each boy knew the other one was still a virgin. But as soon as Enghar gently worked his young cock into Matthew’s willing anus he could tell that his young friend had walked this path before. It didn’t matter to Enghar—it was rare for a Hakaanen boy to be a virgin when he reached his thirteenth birthday. Enghar was eleven and very experienced sexually. He knew Matthew was the same age and expected him to be experienced as well.

 

Matthew moaned with pleasure as he felt Enghar start to fill his insides. He hadn’t realized how much he wanted this experience. He was on his back, his legs spread in the air. Enghar kissed him lightly and started humping. For maybe the first time in the history of the galaxy the members of two alien species were having serious, loving sex. Matthew and Enghar had masturbated together, masturbated each other, dry humped, and had sucked each other’s cocks. But this was different—this was making love because they were in love.

 

Neither boy cared that the first sexual contact between their species was between two eleven-year-old boys. All they cared about was that they were in love, were sexually charged, and wanted to consummate their love. Enghar wished he was taking Matthew outdoors on the shores of the lake, but he was more than happy to have him right here on a hotel bed.

 

Enghar moved his cock in and out of his friend’s ass, grunting and moaning, while getting even more turned on by the sensual moans of the round-eared boy beneath him. He shoved himself into Matthew’s anus deep and hard, his bare pubic mound colliding with Matthew’s smooth ass. The boys were young and massively horny. As much as they wanted this moment to last forever, they could both feel that the inevitable conclusion was going to come all too soon.

 

“Oh, schkarm, Mattoo, schkarm.” Matthew deducted correctly that schkarm was a Hakaanen cuss word. In fact, it was the equivalent of fuck.

 

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck,” Matthew moaned as he felt the pressure build in his immature groin. Enghar’s cock found Matthew’s magic button, and the little eleven-year-old went over the top, his body shaking as Enghar rammed into him one more time. Matthew wondered how he could be cumming when he wasn’t even touching himself. He rocked along with the piston that was shoved inside of him as he had the most intense orgasm of his young life.

 

As soon as he felt Matthew’s sphincter clamp down on his cock and felt the young boy shudder, Enghar knew Matthew was having his orgasm. That was all it took to send Enghar into an orgasmic frenzy that had stars and lights flashing in front of him as Enghar coated Matthew’s human insides with his alien semen.

 

Matthew had just experienced his first no-touch cum, but he had also experienced another first. He felt it and then looked at it—two drops of clear, watery cum on his belly just under his rib cage.

 

He didn’t see it for long, however, as Enghar dropped on top of him, exhausted and gasping for breath. Both boys felt they had just had the best sex of their young lives and wished they knew how to communicate that to their lovers.

 

Enghar felt the stickiness on Matthew’s torso. As soon as he could find the strength he raised himself and looked down at the Earth boy. He saw the emission that had been squeezed along Matthew’s skin by his body. He had never seen Matthew shoot before and was certain it was his friend’s first wet orgasm.

 

“Mattoo, coom,” Enghar eagerly pointed out.

 

Matthew grinned. “Cum, my first cum.” The boys had found a word the two languages had in common.

 

The boys kissed and cuddled and slept and woke up and kissed some more. They gently masturbated each other to a second orgasm of the day as they traded kisses and body rubs. Both boys were dry the second time, but it didn’t matter. Matthew’s wet orgasm was a sign they were heading into puberty and they embraced it. They knew it would mean more glorious sex with each other.

 

They also knew that there was more between them than sex. They had feelings that, even with the language barrier between them, they could communicate perfectly. They were in love—sex or no sex, they were in love.

 

“Ost lesha drey, Mattoo,” Enghar whispered to his dozing, alien lover.

 

Matthew awoke from his light sleep. “I love you, Enghar. Ost lesha drey.”

 

 

 

Enghar’s father had Warren on oxygen, but that was all he could do for now.  He needed to find out more about the anatomy of the round ears—they would be needing medical care again for illness or injury.  The young one was sick with something unknown to him.  Maybe Mattoo could help him learn more. The boy was learning to speak Hakaanen quickly. Lokor was impressed by the boy’s intelligence.

 

Upstairs on the third floor of the hospital, the other six boys were in a large conference room.  It was where they would spend the night.  After that, who knew?

 

Douglas looked sadly out the window.  He wasn't going to have them split up, but here they were, split in five different places.  The six of them up here in the room, Warren downstairs, Scooter gone someplace nobody knew, three of them on the tracking team, and finally the two being held somewhere by kidnappers.  And on top of that, Robert Charles was lurking somewhere, and one member of the group had been left to die. He missed that boy terribly. How he wished he could bring sweet, loveable Matthew back to life.

 

But the one he missed the most right now was Scooter.  They should be connecting.  He felt Scooter was close, but he couldn’t connect a thought.  It was cooling down outside like it always did in the valley where the weather and climate were controlled.  It would probably rain soon.  He looked out into the courtyard. Scooter was somewhere, but where?  It was almost dark.  He looked down at the courtyard wishing for the boy he loved.

 

‘Scooter!’ he cried. ‘Answer me.  Where are you?’

 

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