Once again all alone in the cell John continued to lay completely still on the bed. The same bed that had just a few moments ago also contained Larraq. The spot where he had just been was still warm and the indent of his head was still in the pillow.

John curled on his side into a ball, wrapping his arms about himself. Perhaps he did this because his sweat soaked body from their lovemaking was now cooled off and he was chilled or maybe to bring comfort as confusion, sadness and anger filled him? Whatever the reason, with the tracks of his tears dried upon his cheeks, this was how John drifted off to sleep.

He was awake now but continued to keep his eyes shut. On his tummy with his face buried into the pillow, he ran the events of yesterday over in his mind... Larraq had been on the verge of entering him when the com badge had sounded. Breathing in deeply he could smell a slight whisper of Larraq on the pillow. The distinct scent of his male spice caused a sigh to escape John. He began rubbing his forehead and face into the pillow, continuing to take deep lung fulls of the scent in. He could feel his cock harden, continuing to rub his face into the pillow he slowly raised himself to a wide straddled, kneeling position. With his ass now high in the air, John imagined Larraq looking down upon him like this, from behind. The thought sent a glorious shudder through his whole body.

John had never before conceived himself having sex with another man. He had not understood what two men could possibly do that was as good as with a woman. He now had a much better grasp of the concept. As he had drifted asleep last night he had been once again filled with a multitude of conflicting emotions. Today they were all sorted. He ached to touch Larraq. But it was more than physical release he was after; he longed to just be able to be with him, to talk to him, to know him. Was he in love?

John had always thought he had known what that had meant, he and Alex had been in love, but this was different, not better, just different. So he concluded that yes, he was in love with Larraq. But he was confused as to why. Hell, he didn't know anything about him; not one God damn personal thing, other than he had a voracious sexual appetite. How can you be in love with someone and not know anything about them? But, he was...

It bugged John a lot that Larraq always had the upper hand. Besides let's not forget that it was because of him that he was even alive or got food, etc. He also controlled when they were together, even what they did together. John had always, to a point, controlled those things in previous relationships... Until now. John had even shared his journal, so Larraq knew a bit about him. Well, he intended to remedy the situation during their next visit.

As John continued his little fantasy of being watched from behind, he groped around until he found the gift. Activating it, he carefully inserted it into his anus. For a few moments he just focused on the sensations it created, the strange feeling of being filled, open, stretched. He did kinda like it...

He wondered what it would be like when it was Larraq inside him... Would it hurt? Larraq was much, much bigger than this silly metal thing. Would he want to stop and make Larraq pull out, or would he too cry out from the pleasure? He wasn't sure which scenario scared him the most, disappointing Larraq or becoming totally queer.

John's right arm was wrapped around the infamous Larraq scented pillow. With the other, he reached down and ran a light finger over his balls. The gift sent a shivery tingle of pleasure right through him. When he recovered from the unsettling, initial jolt of this, he continued to slowly rub his middle finger over his dangling sack. He could feel the tingling intensify as he increased the pressure, but he also could feel something else. He was actually being stretched, stretched open, wide open. Why? At first he was puzzled, then he even guffawed out loud as he realized that this was so he would be made ready for Larraq...

At this delightful realization he grabbed his cock and began to pump with wild abandonment. In no time he had shot his load right onto the bed. Exhausted he collapsed into the sticky mess.

Upon waking moments later, he snickered. He had not only disregarded any concern for where he had ejaculated, he had actually caused himself to pass out, albeit for only a few moments, but he had passed out none the less. Hesitantly lifting himself again onto all fours, he reached back and removed the item protruding from his butt. He carefully flung it across the floor; it went spinning into the shower. As he got off the bed he removed the bedding and followed right behind with the soiled armload.

He had returned to his routine of masturbating daily, but this time always with the gift inserted. He wanted to make sure that when Larraq returned he would be ready. More than once he had pondered if he was doing this more for Larraq or for himself? He concluded that it didn't matter, he was and that's all that mattered. And it was working, the more he did it, the less painful it was to insert the darn thing. However, he still worried about being able to take in all of Larraq, "I mean the boy was huge..."

"Hello John" Larraq's voice said.

But Larraq was not there; the voice came from the com badge on Spot.

"Where are you? Oh, Hi. Where are you?" John answered, sounding far more desperate than he wanted too.

" I am with Pilot, I just wanted to tell you I will be down to see you in three solar days." John could sense the smile on Larraq's face as he said this.

" I just wanted to give you time, for you to be ready for me..."

John knew what that meant, but he decided to play dumb.

" Ready for you? What's there to prepare?" with a shrug he said. "OK, I'll tidy up the joint, maybe take a shower. But hey, if you want anything other than food cubes you'll have to bring them yourself, can't just go shopping ya know... So, see ya in three days, I'll be home."

John could sense the hesitation and dejection in Larraq's voice.

"Yes, yes John that is, um what I meant. Yes by all means tidy up, and I'll see you in three days." Larraq's disappointment was immense.

John was going to say that he really knew what being ready meant, but Spot scooted away.

He felt bad. His little prank had backfired. He however, ultimately concluded that in three days Larraq would know the truth and all would be fine.

He also decided to not touch himself during these next three days. If he wasn't ready for Larraq by now, he never would be, besides the delicious anticipation of Larraq's return would enhance things that much more.

The next two days seemed to go by in slow motion; he was a whirlwind of erotic, sexual emotions. But, upon rising on the third day, he was completely calm, maybe too calm. It was probably more from fear and trepidation than from lust filled desire, but that was still there too.

He had tidied up three days ago, so the only thing to do today was to bathe. He did this immediately upon rising. He then dressed and spent the next few hours switching from sitting completely still upon the bed in deep thought, to pacing the room like a caged animal or pissing. God, he peed a lot when he was nervous.

It was during one of his tranquil moments on the bed that the door swung open. John was startled from his thoughts. Larraq tentatively walked in as John looked up he saw that Larraq was caring a bouquet of flowers. John's mouth actually fell open as he realized what was happening. A small smirk spread across his mouth, then a grin filled his face, from there it turned into a giggle and finally a huge laugh filled the room. Larraq had expected a response from John, but not this. His first instinct to the laughter was to pull back and run, but he held his ground. He then noticed John was not laughing at him, he was just laughing. Perhaps at the flowers, it was after all a silly idea. Zhaan had once told him how on John's planet, flowers were sometimes given to a mate on special joyous occasions or as a token of apology. He had thought them appropriate, but apparently by John's reaction to them, they were not.

John noticed the mortified look on Larraq's face. He choked back the next laugh and went over to him. He took the flowers from his hands and placed a light kiss upon Larraq's cheek.

"Thank you, there lovely." He said softly "I have never received flowers before." He raised them to his face and inhaled deeply.

A huge choking cough was the next sound in the room.

John had not intentionally done this to break the tension in the air, but it worked. Larraq immediately rushed over to the doubled over John, and helped him to the bed. As John wheezed and gasped for air, Larraq filled a container full of water and handed it to him. John took it and without hesitating placed the flowers into it. Larraq was now the one to laugh.

" No John the water was for you, to drink, to help you to stop coughing, not for the frelling plants." They both broke out into laughter, and John turned a couple shades of deep red, and his coughing stopped.

Carefully John placed the flowers onto the floor and stood, reaching for Larraq.

Placing a hand on each side of his face he pulled him towards his mouth. As lips collided and smacked, Larraq's hands fastened onto John's face. Tongues were now eagerly pushing, lapping, probing, and delving into each other's hot wet mouths. Hungrily, almost desperately they explored these portals for a long, long time. It wasn't until Larraq noticed the strong taste of blood, did he pull back from John and stop kissing.

They shyly smiled at each other. John leaned in again to delicately place a kiss upon Larraq's liquid mouth. Larraq responded in kind, but now with much calmer emotions. Looking into the others loving eyes, with open mouths and each lower lip and chin touching the others, the two men languidly let just the tips of their tongues swirl round and round; teasing, tasting, caressing, speaking volumes without a word uttered.

After several minutes of this banter between their tongues, John maneuvered both hands down to Larraq's chest, pausing to bestow attention at the nipples kneading, pinching and rubbing them eagerly.  Larraq let out a throaty sound of approval and moved his hands into the same position on John's body.

Instantly the game began, whatever John's hands did, Larraq mirrored it. John continued to roam over the torso unaware that Larraq was mimicking his every touch. When John finally realized what was going on, he moved his hands down to Larraq's ass. Reaching way back around to get a good strong grip on it. Now they were locked in a delicious grab ass embrace, grinding there fully clothed erect crotches together along with their tongues.

John decided that this was his chance for once to control the situation. He pushed himself away from Larraq and held out his hands signaling him to stay.

"Take off all your clothes Larraq!" John softly but sternly stated.

A look of absolute shock came over Larraq's face; no one other than a superior officer had ever spoken to him in a tone as John just had. A huge grin filled his face as he nodded his response. Gripping the edges of his shirt he began hoisting it off his body.

"Slower! Slower please. I want, I want to savor just looking at you." John said.

So Larraq took his sweet time removing every stitch.

John just stood propped against the wall with his arms crossed, trying very hard to contain his emotions, because what he really wanted to do was to rip his clothes off simultaneously. But, he knew he had started something and he needed to finish what he had begun...

When Larraq was buck naked, erect penis waving he asked "Now what, John?"

John gulped and cleared his throat. " Well, to be honest I'm not sure. Give me a minute, OK."

Larraq's response was to smile wickedly and begin to fondle and pinch at a nipple. Lasciviously staring back at John, Larraq seemed to be taunting him to continue this little game, if he dared.

John gulped and began to slowly remove his own clothing. He did his very best to imitate the male dancers he had seen on TV. But instead of that silly song usually associated with strip tease. He heard the Rod Stewart refrain that had been playing in his head for the last three days. "Come on angel my hearts on fire... Tonight's the night... gonna be all right... and nobody's gonna stop us now... ! " Because he was so nervous, John had his eyes closed throughout most of his little number, but he eventually loosened up and started to enjoy himself. When he did finally open his eyes, he looked brazenly right at Larraq. He was amazed to see his little ploy was working, Larraq was now the one struggling to contain himself. But Larraq remained undaunted and stayed right where he was.

When John was completely nude he stopped gyrating and just stood still for a moment, then slowly, seductively he sank onto the bed. Reaching over to the pillows he positioned them behind his back, against the wall, so he faced sideways, towards Larraq. With his ass very close to the edge, he spread his legs wide to each side, exposing himself. He spit into one hand and began languidly rubbing his cock. With the other he slowly, deliberately raised it to his lips and deposited a huge mouthful of liquid to the tips of his fingers. Carefully he guided this down to the opening of his ass. All the while his eyes locked on Larraq's. Slowly with nostrils flaring he eased his middle finger into his anus. At first teasing and flicking it in and out. Finally he drove it home, and began to finger fuck himself in earnest. As John continued to simultaneously pump his cock and into his hole, Larraq just stood motionless. John shifted his position a bit and now had his feet wide open; up in the air so he could get a better stroke with the two fingers he now had crammed inside himself.

The two men were just staring intensely at each other, continuing their little battle of wills; I can drive you beyond control, come and fuck me! Verses, I am a warrior with nerves of steel, hit me with your best-shot baby!

John was getting close to cumming. He had tried to restrain himself as long as possible, but the sight of Larraq just on the verge of losing control, coupled with the actual sensations he felt from the hand jobs, were driving him to the edge. When he could not contain his emotions any longer he let out a loud, deep, cry of elation, while simultaneously his semen ejaculated onto his chest.

John let his trembling legs flop over the edge of the bed in front of him and closed his eyes; he took a few moments to recover. When he opened them again he could see Larraq still fixated upon him, his cock as massive and engorged as he had ever seen it. But Larraq did not move a muscle.

Taking in a deep breath, John sat up. Slyly he looked at Larraq and then down to the white stickiness on his chest, then back at Larraq. Instantly Larraq slowly, walked over to the bed and knelt in front of John. Silently he began to lap up every drop from John's chest, administering extra attention upon the slathered nipple. When he was finished he rolled back upon his heels.

John was very pleased and along with a huge grin of approval said. "Larraq my love, I am impressed. It is important to me that this relationship be more on an equal level. Your allowing me to control things a bit today is really, really excellent!" and he leaned in and placed a soft wet smooch upon Larraq's lips. Larraq neither said nor did anything.

John then provocatively crawled onto the bed, maneuvering onto all fours. Looking over once again at Larraq with those sultry bedroom eyes was all the encouragement needed. Larraq was up and behind John in two seconds flat. Reaching up with both hands he spread John's cheeks open and placed his tongue right into John's anus. The cool wetness startled John and he clenched, but only for a second. As he relaxed and began to enjoy the slick tongue probe he leaned farther and farther forward, opening himself up even more. Larraq continued this for a few more minutes, until he was completely sure John was relaxed. He knew this was John's first time and wanted him to enjoy it.

By Larraq's rubbing his face into the bed sheet to dry off allowed John a moment or two to collect his thoughts after the thorough assault on his senses. He knew what was next and he concluded that he was as ready as he'd ever be...

Larraq now grasped John by the hips and pulled his ass towards him. He did not need any finger probing to widen and prepare him; John had already taken care of that little detail, deliciously. He had positioned himself just at the opening of the anus when John asked

" Um, your com badge isn't gonna go off again is it? I mean I don't think I could handle going through that right now."

Larraq's response was to swiftly get off the bed. Picking up the item in question, he used the heel of his massive PK boot to smash it to smithereens.

"No, no John, I don't think we will be disturbed today." was his stoic reply.

And he hopped back up onto the bed and back in position.

John said nothing, he just stared, mouth gaping at the tiny scattered pieces. If he had intended to respond, the thought quickly passed, as he felt the pressure of being entered.

At first it was uncomfortable, then even a bit painful, but Larraq only pushed in about halfway then stopped. He then reached down and began to tenderly caress John's balls with one hand and gently rubbed John's back with the other. Almost immediately John relaxed. He still didn't like the feeling of being full, like he `had to go', but there wasn't anymore pain. Slowly Larraq eased all the way in and again stopped. John was now beginning to notice that it felt OK. No, better than OK...

Grasping John's hips again Larraq withdrew a bit and pushed in once more. Unhurried he continued at this steady pace of in and out. With each thrust John's pleasure increased until unabashed moans and sighs were escaping from his mouth. This was the signal Larraq had been waiting for; he picked up the velocity and began ramming into John's hot, wet hole forcefully.

John's cock was again rock hard, but he was enjoying the new sensations singing through his ass so much he did not touch it. Instead he found himself pushing and grinding back upon Larraq and his magnificent shaft. Larraq grabbed a hold of John's shoulders and eased him up to a kneeling position, then grasping the pectoral muscles he began to eagerly tug and pinch upon the nipples, all the while expertly continuing to jab and thrust away. John thought he would burst, the bombardment of sensations was almost more than he could bear. He crossed his arms and held onto Larraq's wrists for dear life. Larraq now bent his head to bite and suck at John's neck, this caused John to throw his head back and let out loud howls of pure ecstasy.

As Larraq approached his own release, he slowed the pace but increased the force and depth of each thrust. The two men now had their fingers entwined together and were locked in a neck-wrenching kiss. As the last couple of thrusts were administered, John could feel, actually feel Larraq grow even larger. The pleasure this brought caused both men, at Larraq's shuttering release, to cry out into each other's mouths.

An exhausted John collapsed forward into the sheets right on his face. Larraq had anticipated this and held onto his hips. Rubbing the muscles of John's back with his hands, Larraq leaned down and softly placed tiny, delicate kisses on the bumps of John's spine.

John rubbed his forehead into the bed and let out a huge sigh. Lifting his head slightly, a chuckle now escaped him.

" Whew, I think I'm gonna pass out!" John croaked. "Hey, how was it for you?"

" Mmmm, not bad... not bad at all. " Larraq smirked.

Both men burst out giggling.

" Don't move." Larraq said, as he pulled out and rushed into the bathroom. Immediately he returned with a wet tee shirt and cleaned John up.

Both men collapsed into each other's arms on the bed, cuddling and kissing tenderly. Larraq's hands were roaming across Johns sweat soaked body when he encountered Little John, in a state of not being too little... Gently laying John back upon the pillow, Larraq slid to his knees on the floor by the bed. As John continued to catch his breath, Larraq bent placing a kiss on the soft underside of John's cockhead. It twitched. Larraq smiled as he grabbed it and began lapping at it eagerly. With eyes closed, John reached over to entwine his fingers into Larraq's sweaty, glistening hair.

In no time John had climaxed, and even though Larraq was new to oral sex, having developed a real taste for cum he had eagerly consumed every last drop.

Larraq crawled up and entwined himself around John and they were both sound asleep in a matter of moments.

Several hours passed blissfully for each man in swirly, delirious dreams filled with images of hot gay monkey love.

John was the first to stir, stretching like a content cat in the sun.  A little squeak escaped his throat and he giggled. Looking over at the tall, muscular man curled up sleeping next to him, flooded John with a happy, warm feeling like nothing he had ever felt before. Gently brushing the hair from his forehead, John tenderly placed a kiss upon Larraq's temple. Larraq also stretched languidly, but he continued to slumber. So John snuggled up once again to Larraq and drifted back asleep.

Not long after John had fallen back asleep, Larraq woke. A huge radiant grin filled his face as he looked at his sleeping lover. Saving this strange alien creature had turned out to be the best decision he had ever made. But, he had to piss, so he carefully untangled himself and slipped into the can.

Upon returning to the warm bed John once again woke. As Larraq lay down, John reached out his arms and pulled him in. The two men entwined their extremities and exchanged deep, wet, tongue lapping kisses.

Through the nonverbal signals of body language it was determined who would fuck whom. Positioned beneath, John opened his legs to allow Larraq access, with a moistened fingertip he slid the digit into John's ass. A moan escaped John. Delicately Larraq probed and poked until he knew John was ready for him. Locating the gift, Larraq smeared the contents onto John's anus and some on himself and as he planted a toe-curling kiss he slid his shaft in, deep. Instinctively as Larraq began to pump, John lifted his knees up and spread his legs wider. Compared to last night this was a much more slow, sensual fuck. John, now not a virgin, and no longer frightened of the unknown, was caught up in the bliss of discovering these strange new sensations besieging his body and mind. Larraq was also enjoying himself immensely, because he now completely possessed this delicious creature.

Larraq had now situated himself so that he held John's feet in his hands. John had somehow, accidentally maneuvered himself so that his head and shoulders were now completely upside down, off the edge of the bed. He didn't mind this intensified his senses because he was beginning to get a head rush.

Holding onto his own thighs with his head still upside down over the edge of the bed, John could once again feel Larraq's cock swell inside of him. With two more quick, slow deep jabs Larraq ground into John's ass as the shudders of his orgasm filled him. Resting for a moment, the two men panted as they caught their breath.

Larraq somehow kind of tripped as he pulled out of John, simultaneously moving forward off the bed. This caused John to also slide forward, head first. When Larraq had caught himself and stopped. Upon turning around, he discovered John was completely off the bed, facing ass side up; his head, neck and shoulders were firmly on the floor, but the bed had caught and stopped his back with his legs and feet flopped over in front of his face.

Larraq tried not to laugh, he really did. But the sight was just too precious and he couldn't contain himself. John realizing it was truly an accident just glared back and said. "Well, don't just stand their laughing, Einstein. Go get something to clean me up with, will ya!"

Still chuckling Larraq complied.

Gripping each other by the forearm, John was hoisted upon his feet and into Larraq's tender, contrite embrace. For a moment John feigned being angry, but Larraq wore such a genuinely sorry expression, that he could not be upset with him. Larraq was apologetic, not so much for putting John into such a predicament, that was an accident, but for laughing at him.

Arm in arm the two men entered the shower. Activating the water, they once again began kissing. Larraq's cock; satiated, stayed flaccid, but John's was as hard as a flag pole... Larraq dropped to his knees before it caressing it, worshiping it, with his hands and with his mouth. John almost lost his balance, so they maneuvered to one of the corners of the room. With his back now firmly planted against the wall, John hoisted a leg up onto Larraq's shoulder. Larraq placed fingers from one hand up, inside John. The other hand he used to fondle and caress John's tight sack, all the while pulling and sucking with his mouth on the engorged cock. Letting go only of the balls, Larraq used his hand to stroke John's dick. Licking and flicking his tongue just on the tip of the head. As the speed of the strokes increased, Larraq could feel the magnitude of the pucker intensify around his inserted fingers. Opening his mouth several inches away from the penis tip, Larraq continued to pump furiously. As John shot his wad, Larraq lapped at it like it was a drinking fountain, not spilling a drop. An utterly exhausted John sank to the floor. Larraq joined him, helping to hold him up, in a loving embrace as the water continued to fall from the ceiling. With John resting his head on Larraq's chest, he released a huge sigh of contentment; this brought a chuckle from Larraq.

" What's so funny, big guy?" inquired John.

" Well, your not going to like it." another chuckle. " But, I was just thinking about how I knew, if I ever got you to let me join with you properly, you would just love it." Larraq said through a boastful grin.

" Oh, well, yeah, it seems you were right, I do love it, and..." John trailed off.

"And?" Larraq encourage.

" And" gulp. " I love you! " John stated as he wrapped his arms about Larraq's neck.

" I love you too, John Crichton, I love you too!" was the reply as the two men once again exchanged tender, affectionate kisses.

Now dry and fully clothed, John looked down and kicked a piece of the com badge Larraq had previously broken.

" Uh, isn't this gonna get you into hot water?" John asked.

" Hot water? We just had a shower?" responded a puzzled Larraq.

" No. No in trouble. Won't you get in trouble, for not knowing when you need to return?" John really was starting to sound concerned.

" Actually, no." matter-of-factly stated Larraq. "Here, help me with these."

John had been completely oblivious to the fact that Larraq now held almost all the portable contents of his cell, in his arms.

" What are we going to do with that?" asked a very befuddled John.

" To use your words John, we're getting the hell out of here! That's what were doing..." smiled Larraq, as he handed a few items to John and headed out the cell door.

THE END