Matthew hesitated. Fie had already seen him naked. Had kissed him. Touched him. But somehow this felt more intimate and he wasn't sure why.

Fie nudged him gently on the hip and Matthew gripped the stone edge and stood slowly. Fie guided him to sit beside the bowl and pressed between his legs to scrub his arms, waist, legs and even his feet.

Matthew's cheeks flamed and he watched the alien closely in the dim light.

There was nothing suggestive in Fie's movements and his round little face only looked calm and focused - but Matthew had never had a crush like this before and it was impossible for his body not to react.

He inhaled sharply when Fie's small hand wrapped around him, lifting his penis against his belly to stare at his testicles covered by a light patch of dark pubic hair.

Matthew squirmed self-consciously. In this world he was the alien and he hoped Fie didn't think he looked strange.

"Y-you don't have to clean there..." His words cut off in a gasp when Fie's clawed fingers ran carefully over his sack.

"They're outside always?" Fie seemed to understand that area was delicate and he applied the salt with feather light touches.

"Yes...aren't yours?" Matthew grit and his cock pulsed.

"No..." The grains in Fie's hand had melted like salt and he ran the residue up Matthew's shaft.

"Ah! Not the top!"

Fie halted before the grains touched Matthew's sensitive glands and trailed his fingers down to tap Matthew's inner thigh. "Lift up."

If Matthew had flushed before he was sure steam was coming out of his ears now.

He shut his eyes in resignation and propped up on his sore arms. Clawed fingers ran between his buttocks and rubbed over his anus.

A wet lick on his tip had his eyes flying open and Matthew yelped.

His voice echoed throughout the cave and a series of small yips and howls instantly answered him from a neighbouring spring.

A deep bark silenced them and Fie's shoulders shook with silent laughter.

"Sorry." The alien's black eyes twinkled as he pulled Matthew gently back down on the ledge.

Fie rinsed away the grains with palmfuls of water while Matthew breathed heavily. His cock ached and he couldn't resist reaching for the smaller boy.

"No." Fie's soft voice didn't make him any less authoritative as he lifted and passed Matthew the bowl. "You do for me now."

Matthew frowned at the strange wording and the tease, but he settled between Fie's legs.

He knew a little bit about cleaning another person. He'd washed Jamie when he was younger, but the thought of his little brother brought out an icy stab in his chest and his erection wilted instantly.

His eyes grew hot, but he refused to cry and poured the crystals into his palm with trembling fingers.

Fie whined and leaned down, but this time it was Matthew that pulled away. "I'm okay."

He wasn't okay and they both knew it. But if Fie touched him now, he would fall apart.

Fie watched the human with lowered ears, but didn't reach for him again. Matthew drew in another painful breath and started on the smaller boy's arms.

Once his hands began moving they quickly remembered what to do; scrubbing Fie's furred chest, his slender neck and shoulders.

The alien murmured instructions and Matthew focused on following them.

"Rub in circles."

"Scratch beneath the fur."

"A little harder."

Matthew soon learned that Fie loved getting his nape scratched. His white mouth opened a little and he crooned when Matthew used his nails.

The alien's bushy tail was another matter. The majority of it was fur that flattened with water and the muscle beneath it felt like a warm branch. Fie didn't like getting it cleaned at all and he quickly tugged it away.

When Matthew reached Fie's feet the pain in his heart was briefly overshadowed by fascination.

The bottom of the alien's foot was covered in a hard cushion of fur and Matthew could feel rough pads beneath it, like a dog or a large cat paw.

The black claws on Fie's toes were longer than on his hands and Matthew meticulously cleaned each digit, making Fie close his eyes and hum in contentment.

He finally reached the alien's upper thighs and paused. He'd politely avoided staring until now and he was completely stumped.

Fie's groin was covered in the same sleek white fur as the rest of him, with just the tip of a glistening black oval peeking through the strands.

For a dumbfounded second Matthew thought that was the alien's entire cock, but then he remembered the feel of it rubbing against him the previous night and Fie's words earlier.

"It...It's inside?" He looked up uncertainly and Fie nodded, large eyes still partially closed.

"Yes." Fie pressed two slender fingers to his pelvis and a glossy black shaft spilled out.

Matthew stared, wishing the light was stronger. It wasn't as long as his own penis, but it was wider and the head was shaped like a bullet.

His heart thumped and he took a steadying breath of damp air and followed Fie's example; cleaning the skin gently with the crystals residue.

The member was very warm and very smooth and with each press a slippery substance coated its surface. Matthew swallowed nervously and his own cock stirred back to life.

Fie sighed and pushed once into Matthew's fist, before clenching his hands against the stone. "...that's enough."

Matthew reluctantly moved his hands down and felt the subtle bumps of testicles beneath the pelt. They were entirely hidden and he cleaned the fur gently before sliding his hand further.

He found a smooth pucker that radiated heat and cleaned it with the same firm pressure Fie had used.

The alien sucked in a hard breath and his hips jerked.

A clawed hand gripped Matthew's wrist and Fie stared down at him, white hair spiking with water and sticking to his cheeks, where his fur thinned to silvery down.

Matthew wet his lips and leaned up just a fraction. Fie's lashes lowered and he abruptly lay back against the stone, opening his arms and spreading his legs. "Hold me."

Matthew clambered up, moving so fast he stumbled and all but fell on top of Fie. The smaller boy whined, pulling Matthew firmly on top of him until they fit together just right.

They kissed hungrily, tongues sliding and hips moving. Their cocks rubbed together and the little grains on Fie's skin melted as their bodies heated.

"Mmmhhh." It felt so good. Better than it had any right to on a rough stone floor.

Fie was just so beautiful and unusual - body hard and slick, undulating against him with needy little whines.

Matthew delved his hands into all that white hair and it felt like wet silk sliding between his fingers.

He tried to hold back, but he was already coming. Muscles seizing and balls tingling as he spurted onto Fie's sticky little cock. Too soon.

Fie gasped and gripped Matthew's buttocks hard. Warmth pulsed against the human's belly an instant later.

"Hmm." Fie crooned and licked Matthew's ear.

The human turned his head and they kissed, moving lazily against each other, pleasuring each other gently until the fire cooled.

Matthew's dick wouldn't have minded another round, but his muscles hurt and the rock scraped against his skin.

Fie felt his discomfort and helped him back in the water to rinse off, before they left the springs.

Matthew didn't see any towels or furs to dry himself with, and Fie didn't offer him one, but the tunnel had thankfully warmed.

They reached the top and the large room was now bustling with life. Lean white haired beings were talking, laughing, snuggling in piles or playing a game of colorful stones on a carved board.

"We'll sit by the fire." Fie murmured in Matthew's ear and led him through the crowd.

Ears turned, liquid black eyes focused on them and the amiable chatter died down.

Matthew could imagine how bizarre he might look to them: skin bare and scrubbed pink, hair dark and penis hanging out for all the world to see.

His throat went dry and he dropped his gaze, clutching Fie's hand tighter.

Two slender males sat on a large fur by the fire and three fuzzy kits played between them. There was plenty of space, but they eyed Matthew suspiciously and didn't move.

Fie's black tongue darted out to wet his lips and for a moment he looked longingly at a tunnel, before lifting his round little chin and facing the couple.

"May we sit?" He spoke softly and one of the male's ears lowered.

For a moment Matthew thought they would refuse, but they shifted their kits with some reluctance and made room.

Matthew sat gratefully on the thick white fur and the warmth from the fire dried his damp skin.

He felt better after a bath, after release, but he was as weary as if he hadn't slept a wink all night.

Fie pushed gently against Matthew's shoulder and he lay down, turning away from the stares to watch the flames from a comfortable distance.

He knew Fie was making a point to include him in this room, and he was grateful, but a chill ran down his spine. The atmosphere felt tolerant, not welcoming, and he knew he'd have to tread carefully.

Fie nestled right up against him and folded an arm and a leg across Matthew's waist and hip; showing his support through his actions.

The aliens conversations slowly picked up again, but they were stilted.

Matthew knew, like most kids in school, what it was like to stand up to a group of people. But never one this large...or intimidating.

Fie might be physically small, but he wasn't weak.

Matthew pressed a hand against the fine-boned fingers on his chest and felt a warmth flutter inside him that had nothing to do with the fire.