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A few hours into the night, John had missed his own bed and found himself unable to get to sleep. Lucky for him, there was a TV in the guest room. Cause what guest didn't want to watch a little TV. John found the remote and flicked it on. Everything was a bright mass of blur and color. He'd forgotten to put his glasses on. John cursed his faulty vision and turned to the night stand beside the bed to retrieve them. From the corner of his eyes he noticed a large black figure quickly dart across the TV. John quickly pushed on his glasses and turned back around to see who, or what it was. The room was dark with the exception of the TV. The sound of delicate footsteps could be heard. John looked towards the sound only to be freighted by none other than Dirk once again. Dirk had somehow climbed into the bed unnoticed and was staring into John's blue eyes, from a rather close venue. John yelped loudly and pushed Dirk back out of the bed. Dirk hit the floor with a thud and a short disemboweled grunt.
The sound scared John and he immediately looked over the bed. Dirk was lying out on his back, either dead or unconscious. John hoped for better than the worse. “Dirk, please don't be dead." John moaned reaching a hand down to touch the boy. Inches from Dirk's face, the boy's eyes shot open. Dirk snapped at John's extremely close fingers playfully, getting close enough to barley touch the tips every time John would bring his fingers close. “You can't sleep either can you Dirk?" John giggled bringing his fingers down again. After a bit more teasing, John sat back up in bed. Laying his back against the head board, he patted his hand against the mattress, implying for Dirk to join him. Dirk took the hint rather well and jumped into the bed next to John. John ruffled his companion’s hair and picked the remote back up. “Let’s see what we can find on late night tele.” John suggested.
After some many hours of flicking through channels, John was finally starting to nod off. Every time John had changed a channel Dirk had watched his every movement. When John had finally fallen asleep, Dirk carefully took hold of the remote in his hands. Examining it carefully he pressed the first button that looked similar to the one that made the pictures change. Unfortunately, it was the volume instead. The TV basically blasted throughout the room. Dirk yelped, almost dropping the remote. He fidgeted with it until the sound was basically muted. Dirk breathed a heavy sigh, and then tried another button. This time it changed the channel. Slowly, Dirk went from channel to channel till he finally stopped on one that caught his eye. It was some sort of strange romance movie. Of course the movie had to be on the nasty sex scenes. The man on the screen was talking romantically to the female. Dirk watched wide eyed and enamored with the scene as the male actor kisses the female actor. The female actor said some sappy stuff back and the male kissed her again this time harder. He pressed his hands against her breast and laid her down on the bed. Dirk watched everything the actors did with vigilance. The actors fondled one another and made obscene noises as they worked each other over. The noises became so loud that eventually John was woken up by them. “Dirk, what the hack are you watch−” John began with a bit of a yawn. He stopped in shock of what his eyes were witnessing. John quickly closed his eyes, taking a deep breath he took back the remote from Dirk, or at least he tried too.
John’s eyes were closed so he was completely unprepared when Dirk put his lips up against John’s, his tongue lapping the inside of John’s mouth. John moaned trying to break free from his sticky situation. Dirk was holding them both together with all his strength, pressing his full weight onto John. John had no clue Dirk was this strong? He knew Dirk was buff but this strength was unbearable. In desperation, John bit down on Dirk's lip as hard as he could muster. Dirk recoiled back growling and hissing in pain. John cursed and spat out blood and excess saliva. "What the hell did you do that for?" John screamed. Dirk drew back and stopped growling. “Well out with it! You tried to suffocate me you idiot!" John yelled seething with rage. Dirk looked at John shocked and from the loud voice. The noise of the TV in the background increased as the woman screamed out in climax. John glared at the program then back at Dirk who had begun watching it again. John sighed and grabbed Dirk by the cheeks turning his head towards him, away from the TV. "Listen to me. You can’t copy everything you see. Especially what’s on TV?" John explained. Dirk just stared, genuinely confused with John's words. John gave a disappointed sigh. He'd hoped Dirk understood him. John couldn't blame Dirk for trying to learn something new. After all it did seem like he knew nothing about humans. John pet Dirk on the head and placed the remote out of sight. “Go to sleep Dirk. Cause in the morning… just sleep ok.” John muttered falling back asleep. Dirk yawned loudly and snuggled up against John until he was comfortable.
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John woke up to complete darkness. Darkness and something extremely heavy onto of him. He felt crushed under the weight of whatever was on top of him, it was very painful. John moaned, trying to move or at least push whatever it was off of him. The large object was warm and fleshy. Thinking for some moments John grew realization of what was crushing him. Dirk. This interaction was slowly becoming a problem. John had to figure out how to ditch Dirk or be burdened with regret. Dirk snored loudly on top of him, John sighed in relief feeling Dirk's bare chest. At least it wasn't his back end. John shuddered at the mere thought of it. John sat perfectly motionless, even if he wanted to move, Dirk's constricting weight, which was slowly tightening around him, would not allow it. "This is ridiculous." John growled trying to shift Dirk off of him. Finally, after a bit more struggling Dirk moved a bit. John heard him yawn overhead and decided to help in the waking process. Pushing lightly on Dirk's chest, John was able to alert him of his presence."Dirk, you're lying on my face. AND crushing my body." John moaned his voice muffled. Dirk yawned again, readjusting himself onto of John's stomach. John sighed in relief as Dirk moved to a more comfortable position. "Thanks. You ready to go back home today?" John asked him ruffling his bed head hair. In response Dirk yawned once more. Placing his chin on John's chest he started to lick John there, getting his chest soaked with saliva. John giggled as Dirk's pink muscle ran up and down his body like an animal. Eventually, he stopped fully satisfied with the moistness of John's chest.
John looked over at the clock on the nightstand. It was already a bit after noon? Gosh, he had slept in quite a bit it seemed. John looked down to his PDA and saw Dave had messaged him again. He was saying he'd made it to the park and was waiting, and getting tired of waiting too. Luckily, the message wasn't all that old so if John hurried he might be able to catch Dave there. He messaged Dave back, saying he was on his way and that he might have a friend. Although, this might was highly unlikely as John was planning to ditch Dirk back where he'd found him. John climbed out of bed; feeling completely satisfied that he would be getting rid of his "problem" soon. Very soon. John looked back at Dirk who was still lying in the bed, upside-down, staring. For some odd reason John thought he saw a hint of dread and sadness in Dirk's eyes "Dirk, you're going home today. Aren't you happy?" John asked a bit worried.
Dirk rolled over right side up again, crawling out of bed he made his little dinosaur noises again. However, this time it seemed tiered and more distant then it's usually happy chime. He made his way over to John and gave a heavy sigh. John pet Dirk on the head and started out of the room. Dirk followed behind him, mimicking his upright movement. John reached his room and picked up Dave's bag. “Here,” he said taking some clothes out of his drawer. Dirk stared down at the articles and tilted his head confused. “Put them on like mine. You can borrow these until I get you home, K." John said putting the clothes on for Dirk. The boy struggled a bit and even tried to bite John before realizing he wasn't trying to suffocate him. Dirk didn't want to take off his fake tail so John had to fix it so it was hidden inside the pants. John backed up and made a canvas with his fingers and sighed, " Its a bit tight but, I guess they'll work." John muttered picking up Dirk's dinosaur mask from the floor."Here, while I was giving you a bath yesterday I washed this stuff a bit." John said handing Dirk his dinosaur head back. It was clean now and didn't smell like blood and rotting flesh. Dirk placed his head back on and smiled happily. John stared at that smile for a bit as Dirk reequipped himself, and for a moment he felt he was doing something wrong. John shook the feeling off quickly and started for the front door. Dirk followed obediently, unaware of John's plans for his fate. Pulling out his PDA, John messaged Dave. He was on his way. "Hey Dad I'm going over Dave's for a bit bye!" John yelled closing the door behind him.