Chapter 6 – Playing Hooky with my Dinosaur boyfriend

The hanger, Zeta Point…

Blue tapped, a claw on the end of his right foot against the ground, bored and impatient, as he watched Rod working on one of the machines…

Kneeling on the floor over the opening in the side of the Alpha Torpedo submarine, leaning slightly forward. Sweat dripped of his brow. It would have been a good show, the Velociraptor thought, if Rod had been wearing his usual set of overalls and aviation goggles.

Covering him up…

"How in the name of the asteroid did those three manage to damage it this bad," Rod complained out loud. "It's going to take forever to repair this. And the stern needs rebuilding."

"It happened when Levi fell on it," said Blue irritably.

Rod sat up slightly, stretching at the crick in his back. "Only Ursula, Zander and Ed could get a Mosasaur to fall out of the sky. Ah!"

Blue sighed, before getting to his feet and wandering casually over to Rod. He placed his claws on his shoulders, dripping them tightly and extended his tongue to lick the part of Rod's neck that was exposed under his collar.

"Whoa…Blue," Rod cried going a little red in the face.

"Come on Rod, I'm bored," said Blue, nuzzling the side of his head with his nose.

"Hehehe…Then go play with Terry, Spiny and the others," Rod replied, trying and failing to supress a giggle.

"Tch…Some mate you are." Blue clicked his tongue irritably before folding his arms and pouting. "You know full well, Ursula, Zander and Ed took, Terry, Spiny and Myke with them off on some wild raptor chase for Doctor Z…"

Rod twisted his body around too looked at the blue streaked raptor. He couldn't help but grin at the pout on Blue's face. "Oh, don't be like that. You know, I've got work to do."

"You've been at this for hours. Can't you take a break."

Rod bit his lip. "I'd love to, but my chores don't end until 4:30. If grandpa or Helga caught me playing hooky again." He shuddered.

"Tch." Blue clicked his tongue again and shook his head. "Seriously. What is the worst they can do."

"Make me eat Helga's liver again for a week," answered Rod bluntly. "Or put me on Dino dropping duty again or crucify me on the beach."

When Blue gave him a scathing look, he added, "Okay, I admit that last one might be reserved for Mycaelis."

Blue flicked his head and rolled his eyes. "Honestly a little liver and Dino shit never hurt anyone…And I can't exactly say I wouldn't like to see you stretched naked on the beach…" A devilish grin crossed his face as he imagine that, and he covered his maw with a claw to stifle a giggle.

It was Rod's turn to roll his eyes, before turning back to the Alpha Torpedo Submarine. "Yeah, you might like that!"

"Oh, come on, you can spare a little bit of time," pleased Blue. He put his claw on Rod's arm and tried to pull him to his feet. "Doctor Z's messing about in his lab and Helga's busy in the kitchen. The three dino-stooges are off base. No one will no."

"Not happening," replied a defiant Rod.

Blue sighed. "It's not fair. My brother gets laid pretty much whenever he wants. And I only get to spend time with my mate when his nuclear tempered nanny says he can have free time."

Rod scowled at him. "Hey, Helga is not my nanny."

"Then prove it," said Blue, pressing himself against Rod and nuzzling his neck once again. "You can get away for an hour or so. And I promise you, if you crucified on the beach I'll come help you." He flicked his head and winked at him.

"And how will you do that?"

"Oh, you know how!"

Rod sighed. "Alright. But you're not getting more than an hour or so. And if I reserve the right to get even if I get caught."

Blue gave him a coy smile. "That seems fair…"

[Dinosaur]

Meanwhile…several thousand kilometres away…

"We're nearing monitored airspace," Zander announced. "Radar range in five kilometres. Eyesight in ten."

"Ed, activate the clocking device," Ursula ordered in response….

"Rodger," answered Ed flicking a switch on the console. .

They felt the change in air pressure in their ears as the Alpha Transport started to descend rapidly. The Alpha Transport was large yellow flying craft, capable of transporting Dinosaurs or heavy equipment over long distances thanks to four powerful engines.

The cloud band they had been flying through suddenly gave way and the view of an island in the middle of a sparkling blue ocean came into view through the flight deck windshields. A spectacle of buildings and greenery against a backdrop of snow-capped mountains.

"We'll need to descend another six kilometres or so to avoid colliding with any aircraft," added Zander. "And according to the maps there's a major airport close to here. Would suggest we take a route further to the north and approach target from the west!"

"Rodger that," Ed said again, as he shifted the joystick to the left, and the Alpha Transport banked. The islands and ocean in the windshield appeared to tilt to onside as the aircraft turned.

Another day and another assignment for Ursula, Zander and Ed "Here's your mission…Pick up all the Alpha metal you can get your grubby little claws on. There is a large deposit of somewhere on the North-West Coast of Japan. Find it and dig it up…."

Four dinosaurs had been assigned to accompany the Alpha Gang on this expedition. Tank the Saichania, well adept at digging. Spiny the Spinosaurus who was big and tall with strong sharp claws. And, of course, Terry the Tyrannosaurs and Mycaelis the Velociraptor as the main battlers.

While Tank and Spiny lay and sat on the floor of the cockpit, the Alpha Transport craft provided a number of places for the dinosaurs to engage in…other activities.

"M-Mykie…" Terry mewled as Mycaelis pushed him against the wall, his claws on his chest and his body close.

The velociraptor didn't respond, but merely raised his brows at the tyrannosaur before pressing his muzzle into the crook of his neck and nipping at. Terry felt a combination of teeth and tongue graze his skin, which made him shiver. At the same time his claws trailed down Terry's body to his waist and between his legs making him shudder.

Terry let out a breathy moan. "A-are you s-sure we s-should be doing th-is. T-hey'll c-catch us."

"I don't care," Mycaelis replied. "What are they going to do about it."

He lifted his head from and touched his nose to the end of Terry's extending his tongue. Kissing for the two lizards with their jaws was rather awkward and created a lot of saliva as Terry's own tongue protruded out to meet Mykie's. The raptor continued to caress his sides as the made out, spending special time on his inner thighs and over his slit.

"S-so what e-exactly h-have we be sent to do t-this time," panted Terry when Mycaelis finally removed his tongue from inside his maw. Like the dinosaur himself, his tongue was always the more dominant of the two, forcing its way into Terry's maw, overpowering the t-rex's own and wrapping itself around the other. "H-has another dinosaur appeared."

"Nah you heard the Doctor," said Mycaelis. "He sent the moron squad to look for Alpha metal remember. So, of course, we get sent along for the ride."

"Oh, that's right," said Terry with a grin as he recalled the mission briefing back on Zeta Point. He, Mycaelis and Spiny had been standing around while Doctor Z berated Urusla, Zander and Ed.

"What's Alpha metal," Ursula had enquired.

"You blockheads," snapped the Doctor in reply. "Alpha metal is unique metal that all of our machines are made out of. I need it to repair our precious machines and get back to my evil plans….Hahahahaha." The mission briefing had ended with Doctor Z laughing manically.

"I remember him saying that, but I try never to listen to him."

Mycaelis smirked. "I wish I could learn that trait of yours. On that island it's practically a superpower. Apparently, there's a large mineral deposit of Alpha metal somewhere nearby."

Terry grimaced. "Well, I'm not exactly equipped for digging." He held up his short arms and tiny claws.

"They need us for security," mused Mycaelis. "What is the Z-man says. Reptilian power. Heheh…Now should." His eyes trailed down Terry's body and he smirked. "We do something about your little problem there."

"Oh." Terry blushed, glancing down between his legs where a large pink rod was poking out of his scales.

Mycaelis grinned at him. "My goodness you're so cute when you're embarrassed."

"Hey, it's not my fault. You always get me so worked it," pouted Terry.

"Not exactly hard to work you up…Here." He crouched down, sticking his head right between the other theropod's legs. And Terry felt something warm and moist wrap around his cock.

"Ahhh Mykie," he moaned, putting his claws on the top of his boyfriends head and griping the scales. The raptor was an expert at this, caressing the t-rex's member and hitting all the right places.

Beep…Beep…Beep…

Zander checked am instrument on his side of the console and he raised his eyebrows in mild surprise behind his glasses. "Hmmm…The Alpha counter seems to be detecting something, so it looks like we might be in luck."

"What is it," asked Ed, leaning over to get a better view.

"Well, there's definitely a mineral deposit of some sort in the area. But the bulk of it seems to be deep beneath an urban area."

"So, we need to find a way underground then," snapped Ursula as she leaned back in her seat. "How much further Ed."

Ed checked his instruments. "About another fifty kilometres or so. Another ten minutes or so."

"Then descend to three kilometres. We'll need to scout the area for a suitable landing site," ordered Zander.

[Dinosaur]

Back on Zeta Point…

"Blue…Careful!" Rod groaned as Blue pulled him into the bedroom, his claw digging into his arm. He managed to pull it free and then his eyes widened when he saw where he was. "Hang on…This is Ursula's room!"

Blue flashed him a coy smirk. "Her bed's softer and bigger than yours. Plus, Helga and Doctor Z won't think to look for you in here!"

"Yeah, but if Ursula catches us," complained Rod.

"How can she," said Blue. "She's far away on one of Doctor Z's stupid missions with my brother. They won't be back for hours…C'mon quit worrying and let's have some fun." He sidled up to Rod, placing his claws on his shoulder and pressing his body against the boy.

Rod felt his heart thump in his chest. He returned the gesture, putting his arms around the Dinosaur's back and pulling him closer. Blue pressed the end of his jaws against Rod's mouth, and they kissed. The raptor's reptilian tongue brushed Rod's lip, begging for entrance so he parted his lips and allowed it to touch its own.

Rod was forced to swallow a load of dinosaur saliva as Blue's tongue quickly took dominance over his own, wrapping around his and exploring the insides of his mouth. It sent an exhilarating thrill of pleasure down his spine. At the same time, he felt Blue's claws trailing down his chest, tugging at the opening of his collar. A clear sign he wanted it off.

"Careful," Rod groaned as they broke apart, his face flushed and panting slightly from the make outs session. "H…."

"Let me guess," said Blue with a coy smile and a roll of his eyes. "Helga will kill you I rip your shirt. Hmmm." He raised a claw to stroke the side of Rod's face. "Little tip. If you want to attract and mate with dinosaurs, you need to display strength and prowess." He licked the tip of Rod's nose. "Being scared of your nanny won't make you seem like an attractive partner. It's a good job If in find you cute."

Rod sighed. "I'm not. She's not… She's not my nanny."

"Whatever you say." Blue let go of him and leapt onto the bed. It has always amazed Rod at how quickly and gracefully he could move. The raptor took a seductive position on the bed, laying on his side, legs open, tail raised, and head propped on his right arm. A long pink rod poked out from between his legs. "Come on then, get your clothes off."

Like the rest of the Alpha Gang, Rod wore a grey uniform that was suited for his usual duties around Zeta Point. A thick mechanics boilersuit held up with a thin belt embodied with the Alpha Gang insignia on the belt, and a pair of protective boots.

It didn't take him long to strip it all off. He kicked the books off, undid the belt and stepped out of the boiler suit. Underneath he was wearing a white vest and pair of boxer shorts. It was not until he was fully undressed did, he realise how hot and sweaty he had gotten working in the hanger.

Being in the middle of the pacific, it generally always hot and humid on Zeta Point. His vest clung to him and the kiss of the air-conditioning on his skin came as a relief. Blue giggle, licking his lips.

"Alright then," said Rod, trying to make his voice sound assertive. "I think we agreed that it was my turn!"

"Ooh yes sir," the raptor replied with another giggle. "Where do you want me!"

"Just lay there. Arms and legs out."

Blue did as he was told, rolling onto his back, and stretching out his claws in a spread-eagled position. He felt something tight clasp around each of his wrists and ankles in turn as Rod attached four cuffs and restraints, tethering him to the bed rails.

The Alpha Gang were in no shortage of chains, harness and claw restrains and cuffs and the likes, should they need to restrain troublesome dinosaurs. Rod and Blue had discovered that they had….other uses.

"How's that," Rod asked, putting his hands on his hips as he admired his handiwork.

The restrains gave Blue very little freedom of movement. He could wriggle and squirm, and wiggle his tail a little, but otherwise his arms and legs were pulled too tightly. It had the secondary effect of keeping his muscles taught and exposing his chest and stomach. His cock stood proud and to attention.

"Tight," giggled Blue. He flicked his head, about the only part of him he could move and said, "Well are you just going to admire."

Rod returned his coy smile as he slid onto the bed beside Blue, feeling his own pants grow tight as he took inside of the restrained raptor's body…It was all his to be used, however he wanted.

He started by gliding his hands down Blue's body, from his forearms, across his chest and stomach, feeling the firm muscles under his scales. It made his cock twitch in anticipation. Rod was pleased to feel Blue squirm under his touch and let out little moans.

It felt great…though after a moment or so, the lack of attention being paid where it was needed became noticeable.

"Ooh…yeah, that feels great an all," the raptor moaned at the massaging. "But I have a cock you know."

Rod smirked. "Patience dear raptor."

After a few more minutes…agonising minutes from Blue's perspective…of massaging the velociraptors body, Rod lent over him and slid something out of one of the draws in the bedside cabinet. Blue opened his eyes wide in curiosity as Rod held up his retrieval.

"Wow Ursula's a bad girl isn't she…I wonder how she'll react if she ever finds out you've been playing with that?"

Rod shrugged, grinning broadly at the expression on Blue's face. "Well, you know what they say… it's better to be caught as a tyrannosaurus than a hatchling." He added under his breath, "And Ursula's not Helga."

It was a vibrator, which Rod promptly attached to Blue's needy member. The raptor moaned loudly at the sudden stimuli, waves of pleasure washing down his length and over his entire body. "Owwwww….Rod!"

"Shhh you're going to get us caught and me into trouble," Rod hissed. He quickly pulled off his vest, and his sock, balled them together and shoved them into Blue's mouth. He then looped the belt with the Alpha insignia around the raptors jaws, fastening it tight and forcing his maw closed. Thus forming a gag. "That's better…"

The velociraptor could only moan into his gag, eyeing the now shirtless Rod.

"Hey Blue, I'm going to grab a quick shower okay," Rod said, a sudden evil grin flashing across his face. "I'll just lower the setting first, so you stay on edge though!" He chuckled, petting Blue on the head as he rose from the bed before disappearing into the bathroom.

And Leaving poor Blue with a not so little problem…