About Daniel
Hello, there. I am back at writing. Or so it seems. Am just trying to get stuff done I have in my mind. You decide if you like it. This story has a prequel, if you wanna say so, if you want to read it, write me a mail and I will get you the pdf. This story contains sexual behavour between a human and a Nílan, so if you don't like it, your own fault Please leave comments! If you comment enough, I'll make a sequel! * * * I watch the woman, she has been standing in front of that aisle at least ten minutes. She obviously wants to call for a bit of help, but the only employee in reach is me. And I am Nílan. Tough decision. She probably doesn't even know how to talk to me, let alone how not to be politically incorrect when around an alien species. I try my least threatening smile - without teeth, that is - and walk over to her. "Can I help you, scín?" She looks startled. "Y-yes..." Stósh, I'm even a bit smaller than her and in uniform. The uniform is partly pink, I mean, how frightening could that be? "Well, obviously you need batteries, do you know what device you want to run?" "Well, of course I do!" Now she switches to her annoyed-customer mode. They all do. "Do you think I am stupid?" I sigh. "No." "It's my PD." She waves with a cheap device I wouldn't have sold her, but a human would. Those break easily, and in the end you pay four times for something you could have had for the doubled price. Simple maths, but if you're a human, you like money. "In that case, I'd recommend to purchase a new one..." "I knew it! You're all the same, I just want a battery and you want to talk me into a new PD! This one works fine!" "It sure does, scín. Here, this would be suitable." "Thank you," she says. She speaks in italics, impressive. She pays and I am glad she is out. Would be about the last customer for me today, better to get these humans out of the break room and back to work. They don't take me seriously. I knock the door open. "My shift is over, see you later." "Oi, Dan, you can't leave, we're in the middle of a poker match." I take a look at them. That's how I define humans: Lazy, furless bums, only working for their own benefit. Nílans at least have a sense for community. I get rid of my uniform and take my jacket. "Not my problem, skin-bags." Oh, how much they'd love to beat me for that. But that is not that easy. There's a very, very strict policy in this country to treat Nílans as equal. The only reason I had this job, you know, and that hadn't been easy. About seven years ago, as my Dad and I arrived at Earth, people could make an ad like "We got a Nílan", but it all settled down. And we're hated. I looked into some history, and it seems like all the humans, who used to beat each other, united their hatred to throw it against us. I see humans cross the street, I see mothers pulling their children closer, and it annoys me. I never did anything, well, apart from biting a teacher once. I go out of the mall, through the back entrance. It's Saturday, the day the humans liked the most, I heard. I don't know why, it's just a day like the others, just with work instead of school. I work two day a week, for some bucks in my pocket. For example an own bike, even though I like to walk. The sun goes down slowly. A bike would be good, though. For a trip. I still have to get my licence. Of course, Ktésca doesn't have to work. Ktésca goes partying and still gets what she wants. Ktésca is the girl, and Dad just shrugged. That's the way it goes. We're Nílan. Dad and Tésca are married, is that Nílan? We are a family. It would be Nílan if I went out and had sex with about one girl per night. Oh, that would also be human, but the girls would ask me out. Not the other way around. I walk through the darkening streets. Hardly anyone around, which suits me quite well. It was about two years ago, as a gang of human teenagers caught me in a side alley and beat me up. Of course they were never caught themselves. It had been nice as we moved from that small apartment into a house of our own. I had a room of my own, while the girls had to share one. Now Shénkeisca had moved out, and pretty far away. There had been an argument. A row like an earthquake. They never told me. I approach this house I call home for a while now. Sometimes a shelter, sometimes a place I don't want to be, but you know, I caught up a lot of human behaviour, probably also got teenager germs. Even though I am not even a teenager yet. In some days, though. But not yet. Still I am considered grown up, which is a big problem for a lot of humans. How can we grow up so fast? New laws had been made just for us. Get thirteen and learn to drive. As I opened the door, I sighed. "Am back!" "Oh, hi!" Tésca said. I didn't call her mother, because she was Tésca. A lot more than a mother, to me. "Ben's here." I shake my head. "Ben? Why?" "He was longing for you," she shrugs. "He's with Scán in the living room." Ben and Dad in one room was always awkward for me. They went along so well, it was creepy. A human teenager and a Nílan guy, talking like... well... no comparison. The awkward thing was that Ben was my boyfriend and Dad liked to drop dirty jokes here and there. Dad didn't mind me liking humans boys, not at all. But his ideas about our love were a bit strange, however. I get in and have a seat right next to Ben. He and Dad are staring at the screen. Women's Football. The only sport Dad was into. Tésca once said "I won't grow any breasts, that's for sure, so it's better to let him watch that than him getting bored with me." I guess it's because she's Nílan, we hardly know jealousy. Things like faithfulness were invented by humans, and we just adapted. "Scishkí," I whisper to Ben and licked his cheek. "Hey, handsome. How was work?" "Don't ask." "I just did," he whispers and smiles. "Who's playing?" "Manchester against New Melbourne." "From EU?" "Just qualification." "Uhh... whatever." He kisses my muzzle. "You're cute when you're clueless." "Yeah, happens a lot, I guess." I decide to be quiet so the others could stare at the screen. I know, Ben is into the sport and Dad into the women, just I can't find anything in them for myself. Dad just waves at me from the other couch. I pull myself closer to Ben. "I think I'll take a shower." "Hehe... yes, dear..." He moves a hand over my tail. "Behave, my parents are around," I whisper and get up. I feel his eyes following my tail as I get into the kitchen. "What's for dinner, Tésca?" She smiles upon me. "Chicken. Real chicken." "Fancy. Because of Ben?" "Yeah. Ktésca is out, by the way," she says. Of course she's worrying, like every mother, but Ktésca is part of a gang of Nílan girls. The boys are always picked at, well, because we were loners. And only two. And weak. Naturally, Nílan girls are strong, which I consider a bit unfair, because they already have everything else. And seeing that the human males are all strong... well, it's also a bit arousing, true, but it's not feeling good to know to be only weakling on this damn planet. However, there were only two other Nílan males I knew. Dad and Síresh. And Síresh is practically constantly lying under some girl, since I am gay and my Dad faithful. Tésca is expecting, did I mention? Or rather it's breeding in our language, which makes it sound a bit too animal-ish. And since she keeps it to herself, there might be a fourth male in the neighbourhood. You could only see the bulge of her full pouch. "I'll take a shower." "Okay, honey. We'll wait on you." "Thanks, Tésca." * * *
I am lying on my bed and watch Ben. Just watch him, while he was on my computer. Why was he on my computer? Just looking stuff up. "Looking up foreplay?" I ask. "Hmm-hmm... it's very interesting, you know. You never tell me what you want to do." "If I knew what I wanted, I wouldn't need you, dear." "Charming." "Come on, let's cuddle a bit." He starts smirking. "Yeah, okay." The screen dissolved into thin air and he gets rid of his shirt. He's athletic. And hot. I love seeing that sixpack. And the nice stuff below it... "Did you hear that?" I ask. "Seems like your sis is home." I get up. "Is she crying?" I go to the door and open it just a bit. "You and your ears, I thought..." "Shh..." I can see her, coming up the stairs. She looks horrible. Her clothes were ripped and there was blood around her muzzle. "Ktésca, what..." She looks at me. It was an cold glare. She doesn't want me to know. She doesn't want me to ask. She just wants to be alone. Ktésca is as vulnerable as never before. She slams her door shut and locks twice. "What's up?" I don't answer and lie down on my back. Ben gets on me the next moment and tries to his hands into my shorts, but I stop him. "Sorry. I'm not in the mood." "Oh." I love Ben. He's great. But as all humans, he can't really accept if one doesn't want to have sex. Not even oral sex. It takes at least three 'noes' to keep him from kissing my crotch as well. So he settles for one hand on my package as he falls asleep. But I worry. I worry what happened to Ktésca, because I can't really imagine anything worse enough to destroy her pride or to break through her enormous ego. I could see it, her biggest problem was not what happened, it was that I saw her. Would I be a bad brother if just left it? * * *
My favourite way of getting woken up is a mouth around my penis, and Ben knows that. I woke up with a grunt, but don't open my eyes. His human lips around my shaft feel just great. I remember our first time, when he had been staring at my thing for about fifteen minutes, not knowing how to handle it. But he learned fast. I moan a bit as he begins fondling my balls as well. I just love when he does that. He's so good to me... I need a while to build up enough passion, I always like to enjoy this feeling as much as possible, but eventually I shoot off my load into his waiting mouth. He moves up, kisses my muzzle and shares my semen. Am not quite a fan of that, thought, but it's okay. "Good morning," I whisper. "Slept well?" "You take up a lot of room." I sigh and lick his forehead. "Sorry for last night, I know you came here for the sex." He gives me a short look of doubt. "What do you think of me, orange boy?" "That you're a pervert." I grin broadly. "But that's okay, you're my pervert." "Heh..." "The lube should be under the bed..." "Naw," he says and taps my nose. "Maybe later," he says and cuddles up to me. "I just wanna feel your warmth right now." "All right." We just cuddle a bit. I'm not quite used to that behaviour from Ben, but I guess even the toughest human has his needs. Or he just acts like this because he's afraid to lose his butt privileges on me, who knows? As if a guy like him could lose any butt privileges. I jump a bit as Tésca knocks my door. "Get up and out of each other, boys, time for brekkie." "You know," Ben whispers. "You never told me why you guys speak English even at home." I shrug. "We got used to it, I guess." I get up and make my paw move along his body, almost accidentally reach his penis. "Maybe we could ignore her for now..." He's rock hard, how can I turn that down? He's been rock hard since he fell asleep. "Up to you, orange boy," he smiles. I fish the lube from under my bed, open it and spread a good portion over his package. I must admit, as much as I enjoy this part, it had been difficult in the beginning. I am a lot skinnier than a human, and without a lot of lubricant, I just can't do it. So I moan out loud as I lower above his big shaft. I take it in completely and pause a moment to breathe. He feels so good in me... I start my rhythmic movement, close my eyes and let this feeling of pleasure flood my mind. I continued moving and listened to his repressed moans. His hands move up and down my body, ruffling my fur, while I move a bit faster. For me, it would just be enough to feel him in me, but he wasn't to come off. So I move faster and stroke over his stomach as well. I'm tight, he tells me often enough. And I know he holds back for me. He moans louder while I build up my feelings. They want to be released. With a long grunt I release them, I spray my semen all over his sexy body. The very same moment I feel his warm liquid fill me up. While he sighs in relief I enjoy it as much as possible, before he gets soft. But then I get up, clench my tail hole and look for my shorts. It's a bit of a thrill to go around and act like normal while I know my boyfriend's semen is still deep within me. He kisses my butt and strokes along my tail. "You're so good," he whispers. "Now get up. Unlike you, I hadn't have breakfast yet." "Yeah okay," he grins and gropes me a last time before getting the tissues to clean up the mess. * * *
As we get down the stairs, Ktésca grabs me, pulls me back up and presses me against the wall. "Listen up, Daniel," she says in Nílan. "You don't tell anyone what you saw me like last night, right? Not Mum, not Scán, or your witty boyfriend, right? Good. Just forget it, got me?" She emphasised her words with a punch at my chest. Good thing Ben didn't see it. She lets me go, adjusts her clothes and goes off, leaving me a bit broken.