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Nobody immediately questioned the absence of one of the Trianii Rangers in the following days, particularly since the few who did notice did not seem to much care that the moodiest and least social of them was no longer among them. There was, however, a marked difference in the atmosphere that Pakka desperately tried to hide with a blend of training and isolation. He would have preferred to have someone to talk to about what had happened, although he balked at the idea of speaking to his cousin on the matter. To his dismay, however, when he finally did work up the courage to seek her out two days later, he was told that that Syrra herself had been assigned to transport Doma back to Fibuli, as the cadet had vehemently insisted that he not be forced to share a vessel with an outsider. It would take two days travel for them to reach their destination, and another two days to return.

He couldn't wait that long. Before the fight, Tay had spent almost every moment he could hanging around the Trianii, his positive outlook and optimism bringing a color and light that had caused the commander to open up. But now the Nediji wouldn't so much as look at him; though in those brief moments where they were within each other's line of sight, Pakka could tell the avian was bearing great pain. So when he finally had an entire evening to himself after an intense training session, he finally did seek help; though it was not from a fellow Trianii.

He found the pair sparring alone, engaged in a high-intensity duel. In the Sentinel's paws were a pair of gold-bladed lightsabers; in the Guardian's, a long silver shaft with a silver-blue blade at the end. The Surnahm twins were easily a match for each other, displaying a level of combat Pakka was sure had taken years for either of them to refine. Despite seeking them out for aid, he could not help but watch with interest as their weapons clashed, their footwork balanced and their cuts accurate and clean. The cadence ended and the two disengaged with a flourish, both of them panting lightly.

"Time?" Kajex asked.

"Twenty minutes," Locke replied after glancing at this chronometer. "You're getting better at longer engagements, and quicker than I was expecting."

"Ha, well maybe if you didn't take it easy on me I'd improve even quicker," the Sentinel grinned. "Hopefully I won't have to be in a fight that takes that long." He stopped short, looking over the white wolf's shoulder and spotting Pakka. "Heads up, we've got company."

"I hope I'm not interrupting, I was hoping we could talk." Pakka said in a subdued voice, wondering how he was going to articulate his problem, but Locke shook his head and smiled kindly at him.

"Not at all, we can always set time aside for a friend and future family member," the Guardian assured him. "Besides, Kajex and I sensed there was something on your mind. Not that we wanted to pry, of course, but the mood _has_changed."

"That's for damn sure," Pakka sighed.

"Here, lemme get a couple of meditation mats out," Kajex offered, clipping his Jedi weapons to his belt and holding out his paw towards one corner of the room. Pakka watched as a trio of thick cushions slid across the floor until they reached them, resting in a triangular pattern. "We might as well be comfortable if we're going to talk about something that might be _un_comfortable."

The Trianii nodded as he sat on the edge of one of the comfortable pads, while Kajex and Locke took the remaining two and assumed a kneeling meditation stance. "So," Locke started. "No pressure from us. What seems to be the problem?"

"How much do you know about... what's happened?" Pakka slowly asked first.

The twins traded glances. "Well... we know that one of your cadets, Doma, was removed from duty," Locke started. "We know Syrra was assigned to transport him back to Fibuli, which we can only assume means that he must have done something to prompt you to send him back. Master Moarn didn't tell us much, but since we haven't seen much of Knight Tay and he's canceled all of Lode Squadron's training sessions for the week, we suspect that something happened between you, him, and Doma."

"But we're not gonna jump to conclusions either," Kajex assured him. "We'd rather have the full picture before we actually say anything. If you feel like you'd rather not discuss it, though, we're not going to force you- it's just going to make it that much harder to help you with."

Pakka swallowed and took in a deep breath, the exhalation calming him down a bit before he started. "Tay is... a good person. A great person. I was glad to call him a friend. But about a week ago, I started to get the feeling that he was looking for... more than just a friend." He paused. "It was small details I picked up on. Things he said or implied, his constant companionship when the two of us had free time, strange looks he would sometimes give me if I said something that made him happy... and maybe I don't know what a Nediji really looks like when they're happy, but I feel like I could tell when he was smiling."

"Sounds like you two were getting to be close friends," Kajex acknowledged. "So what changed?"

"A few days ago, we went to rinse off after a training session and I... put everything together in my head and put a theory to the test." Pakka cleared his throat. "I... kind of put on a show for him, one that he seemed to enjoy."

Kajex blinked. "A show...? Oh!" He brightened. "So he's attracted to other males, then. Not that there's anything wrong with that."

"And I told him as much," the Trianii insisted emphatically. "I told him the origin for Trianii discrimination against same-sex relationships, the fact that I don't believe in it, and the fact that I'd hide it from my superiors if I knew anyone under my command were in such a relationship. And he seemed satisfied with that." He paused clasping his paws together. "Then we dried up, started getting out clothes back on, and he... I think what we talked about inspired him to ask me something personal. He asked if friends were all we were, and..." He closed his eyes, reimagining the scene again in his head as he had been the last few days; a scene that generated both joy and grief. "We... kissed."

Kajex smiled. "That's sweet... so, you have feelings for him too?"

"I... I don't even know," Pakka said, shivering.

"You're not sure of your own emotions?" Locke asked, frowning.

"Doma came in at that point and attacked Tay," Pakka continued. "I had to break up the fight, and then Doma started accusing Tay of deceiving me so that I would commit a 'sin', just as the Jedi had supposedly deceived the Republic in the past. I told him to leave and pack his bags, but when Tay started thanking me... I was just so rattled by everything that happened, and... I just..."

"You were worried Doma was right," Kajex suggested, his ears pinned back sadly.

"And Tay hasn't spoken to me ever since I asked him," Pakka finished miserably, holding his face in his paws in shame. "I feel like I know what I did wrong, but I... a part of me is terrified."

"About what?" Locke pressed.

Pakka looked between the two. "I... don't want to offend either of you... but I need a Jedi perspective, and I feel like I can trust you both." He took in another steadying breath and let it out. "Is it true... that Jedi can control minds? Is that why they were nearly wiped out decades ago?"

The twins stared at him for a few seconds with expressions of dawning comprehension. "Oh no," Kajex groaned. "That's what Doma told you?" He winced, glancing at Locke. "Bro... you gotta help me on this one, you're the expert on Jedi mind tricks."

"So Jedi do control minds?" Pakka asked, his heart sinking.

"Hold on," Locke insisted, raising a paw patiently. "We need you to listen for a moment so you can get a clear and honest picture." He sighed, nodding. "Yes, it's actually very possible for any Force-sensitive to use their abilities to influence the behaviors of people around them. And yes, public perception of the Jedi and their ability to influence people's minds is one of the reasons the public lost trust in them prior to the Jedi Purge. But it's more complicated than that."

"How so?" Pakka pressed.

"Jedi can and do train in the art of mental manipulation, but what we're taught is to not use the Force to influence people's minds as a means of resolving conflicts," Kajex explained. "It's dishonest, it takes away a person's free will, and it's only ever a temporary solution. In both the old Jedi Order and Luke's Jedi Praxeum, we only ever utilize that ability when it serves the greater good; and even then, only when there aren't better, viable options- we never use it for personal gain or to settle scores. The Sith and other darksiders don't have reservations against using it on other people, obviously, but Jedi aren't concerned about holding power over anyone. Just like the Trianii Rangers, the life of a Jedi is one of service to others."

"Do either of you... have either of you used it?" the Trianii asked, now curious. "For the greater good?"

"I'm a Sentinel, so part of what I do sometimes includes stealth work. And sometimes that means relying on mental deception to keep me hidden," Kajex acknowledged. "But I tend to rely on developed civilian skills to keep out of sight. When I've been forced to affect another person's mind, I've _never_used it to control their life, or make them do something they wouldn't normally do. Not that I'm actually all that skilled at it," he added with a sheepish smile.

"I used to use it a lot as a Sith Knight," Locke admitted, "but only as an alternative to taking lives, or prevent lives from being lost by defusing a dangerous situation. However, the reason it works so well is because most people aren't interested in getting into a fight with someone they don't know, unless they're predisposed to being violent or are _very_loyal to their duties."

"Is that relevant?" Pakka asked.

"It is. In my experience, it's not easy to influence a person's mind without a considerable strength of mind on the user's part, or at least exceptional amounts of charisma, like with my fiancee, Keris. Not that I feel Kajex is lacking in either, but then again he prefers not to train in it. It's even more difficult to force a person to behave in a way they might normally find objectionable. Mind tricks tend to be effective against those who might be considered weak-willed, gullible, or naive."

The white wolf gestured to the Truanii. "You, my friend, are far from weak-willed. You are steadfast in your convictions and you take your duties as a Ranger seriously. As someone who has used mind tricks and mind control techniques extensively in the past, I can tell just from your attitude alone that you would be next to impossible to influence in any way."

The Trianii frowned, looking away. "I wish I could believe that."

Kajex cocked his head. "Is there any reason you'd doubt yourself?"

Pakka said nothing for a while, though as he sat in silence he could not help but recall the horrors of his early life, shivering as his scream echoed in his memories. He winced, forcing the memory away and looking back up- both twins were staring at him with genuine concern.

"It's... personal," he said finally. "And while I may tell you eventually, I think... I think Tay deserves to know first."

"Well, minus that," Kajex replied, "it's our opinion that your feelings for Tay are genuine. They weren't planted there by a mental suggestion, they grew as a result of your interaction with him. It both sounds and feels like you really bonded with him."

"You really think so?" Pakka asked hopefully.

"If you have any lingering doubts then there's one question you should ask yourself," Locke suggested. "Do you really feel, deep down, that Tay Ir-Naull is the kind of person who would manipulate you into doing something you would never do?"

The Trianii went silent, quickly going over what he knew about the avian. He didn't want to believe for a moment Tay would want to hurt him, or force him into a relationship. The bird had shared his feelings, parts of his history, had encouraged him to look to the stars for joy; he'd sparred with him and bore no toxic rivalry, had fought by his side and covered the feline's back when he needed it the most; and when Tay had needed him, the Trianii had reacted without question and saved his life twice. Strong as the Jedi was, he had shown vulnerability, emotion, and regret; had actively worried that Pakka wouldn't accept him for what he was. And when he finally expressed his desire for more...

"I know that kiss was real," Pakka whispered, trembling. "I was so stupid, I shouldn't have said anything... I should have trusted him."

Kajex got up, quickly kneeling beside the Trianii and wrapping an arm around him. "Hey, easy there," the wolf consoled soothingly. "All of this was new to you, and there's nothing wrong in wanting to know if you actually love someone. You didn't know about Jedi mental abilities. And it's not the _end_of your relationship with him."

"Isn't it, though?" Pakka sighed.

"Fuck no!" the Sentinel barked emphatically. "My relationship with Syrra hasn't been without its roadbumps here and there- the first week I spent with her, I was getting on her case and she was pissy at me because she thought I wasn't taking our mission seriously. And sometimes we still have arguments, and she ends up kicking my ass out of our bedroom and onto the lounge couch. Sometimes I end up having to snuggle with Rook instead."

"It's true," Locke chuckled.

"But even a big stumble like yours is still one you can get up from. Both you and Tay are good people who found love, and you shouldn't just toss that out because of a little anger," Kajex insisted. "You can still fix this and be happy with him. It'll just take some time and discussion, like any relationship will."

"I hope so," Pakka said, managing to smile. "He deserves an apology from me first."

"Perhaps," Locke agreed, "but I'm sure it's something he'll forgive. He's a Jedi- he'll give you the chance to talk to him if you ask for it."

"Do you know where he is?" the feline asked, getting to his feet.

"Well... yes," Locke said hesitantly. "But I don't think it's the right time to tell you."

Pakka frowned. "Why not?"

"Because you need time to figure out what to say, and he needs time to himself," the white wolf replied. "Besides that, it's getting late and you look like you could wash up for tomorrow," he added with a smile. "You'll want to meet him looking- and smelling- your best."

The Trianii blinked, looking down at himself- his shirt was indeed still stained with sweat. After a moment he chuckled. "Fair point, I guess." He got up, looking to the nearby shower and hesitating. "I'd... much rather not rinse here, though. Might head back to my room to--"

"Nah, fuck that," Kajex declared, clapping the feline's back. "It's evening, everyone is going to have either used up all the hot water, or is using what little is left. Locke and I gotta head to the Gold Rush anyway, if you want to tag along; the water's always hot, and you can borrow a couple of my threads after."

"Well... I mean, I wouldn't want to impose, Sentinel--"

The wolf shushed him comically, waving his paws. "Enough of this 'Sentinel' nonsense, you know me well enough to call us by name," he assured the commander with a beaming smile. "Besides, someday soon we're gonna be family anyway when I marry your cousin, so you might as well get used to calling me Kajex."

Feeling genuinely better, the Trianii laughed. "Fair point. Thanks, Kajex. And thank you too, Locke."

The Guardian bowed and smiled back. "Always happy to help family."

Five minutes later the trio entered the hangar, both wolves having taken the time to say encouraging things to the Trianii in a kind effort to pick him up. Pakka felt grateful for their acceptance- and their discretion, as they kept their discussion vague as they moved through the halls, making no mention of Tay. The moment the blast door to the hangar unsealed Pakka felt doubly thankful, spotting Vesii nearby. The idea of any of his men finding out was a troublesome detail he had not yet considered.

The female Trianii called to him the moment she spotted him. "Sinth Pakka!"

The Trianii sighed, but smiled as the twin wolves stopped. "I'll be there in a bit, don't wait up for me."

"Alright," Kajex replied, "we'll try not to use up too much hot water." He and Locke left, leaving Pakka behind with the eager cadet.

"<Did you need to speak with me, Cadet?>" he asked. "<Sorry if I wasn't available sooner, I had some... issues I needed to address.>"

"<I know,>" the Trianii said, looking around to make sure nobody else was near. "<Everyone else was in the mess hall when Doma was packing up, except me. Blasted my ear off about you and him being gay.>"

Pakka grimaced. "<Dammit... I knew he was going to say something...>"

"<Don't listen to that asshole, sir,>" Vesii interjected with a chuff. "<I didn't get into an argument with him because he wasn't worth it, but I would've had your back if I'd been there. What he did was messed up. Knight Tay... he makes you happy, right?>"

The commander hesitated, but nodded. "<Very happy. But I feel like I ruined things.>"

Vesii frowned sadly. "<You think Doma had a point?>"

"<I was... scared he might have been right, yes,>" Pakka said softly. "<But now I feel differently. I know that... I really do care about him. And I understand that even if Tay could do it, he wouldn't do that to me.>"

The Trianii cadet perked up at that, smiling up at him. "<Are you gonna go for him?>"

"<Would you hold it against me?>" Pakka teased, smiling back.

She laughed and shook her head. "<Order me to your quarters and I'll be there with legs wide open- until I find someone I really want to settle down with. But don't ever let me stop you from finding love, even with another guy.>" She leaned in and hugged the commander, purring. "<And don't worry about the rest of the Rangers, I won't tell them. I know it's not your way to be dishonest, but I also know how important this alliance is.>"

"<Thanks,>" Pakka purred back. "<Now let go of me, I gotta wash up before I make you reek too.>"

"<You know I love your scent,>" she giggled, giving him a brief, affectionate nuzzle before pulling away. "<Good luck to you, Pakka.>"

The commander watched her saunter off, feeling better after hearing her encouraging words. Before too long, one of the hangar klaxons went off and the intercom crackled to life.

"Clear Pad 1, Republic shuttle landing."

Pakka blinked and looked down, noticing he was in the middle of the assigned space, and quickly backed away as he caught sight of the incoming vessel. His eyes widened as the small shuttle glided past the mag-con field and into the hangar, a golden-furred Trianii visible in the cockpit as it halted to a stop and set down on the deck with a moderately loud hiss. A smile broke on his face as Syrra smiled and waved to him, the ship powering down moments later; before long the Trianii Jedi was climbing out the side of the vessel, approaching the Trianii commander and giving him a hug.

"<Welcome back, cousin,>" the commander purred. "<You're back sooner than we expected.>"

"<I used every trick Kajex taught me to make the trip much faster- believe me, nobody wanted the job done faster than I did,>" she sighed. "<Doma wouldn't shut the hell up for the first hour, griping about how he was kicking you off the mission. Started going off about the Jedi and I think he was getting around to telling me what his problem was, but I'd had enough by then.>"

Pakka flinched, trying not to show any nervousness. "<What did he tell you?>"

"<Nothing,>" she replied with a satisfied smirk. "<I wasn't going to put up with him badmouthing you the whole trip, so I offered him a 'massage' to help him relax. I think he might've been attracted to me,>" she said, rolling her eyes.

"<You rubbed his neck?>" Pakka asked quizzically.

"<No, I told him I was gonna rub his neck- what I actually did was put him in a hibernation trance, then doped him up on a sedative so I could kick back in peace the entire way,>" she elaborated. "<Then I landed on Fibuli, brought him out of his sleep just enough to make him groggy, and literally kicked his ass off of the ship. Last I saw him he was still trying to get to his feet.>"

"<I wish I could have been there to see it,>" Pakka laughed. "<He deserved no less.>"

She smiled briefly before turning serious. "<I'm glad you approve- but I am curious as to what happened.>"

"<Doma didn't like that he and Knight Tay have been hanging out so frequently,>" Pakka said, deciding to keep most of the truth hidden for now- there would be time to inform her later, when he was ready. "<He physically assaulted Tay, but I intervened in time. We don't need him sullying our reputation with his paranoia and violence.>"

"<You made the right call,>" Syrra agreed. "<Do you want to talk about it?>"

"<Ah, it's fine,>" he chuckled, privately glad that there was no need for him to reveal it any longer. "<I talked to Kajex and Locke about it to give me some perspective. And I need to talk to Tay tomorrow, let him know that things are alright. For now, I'm gonna head up to the Gold Rush to rinse off.>"

"<Yeah, smells like you need it, punk,>" Syrra joked. "<I gotta submit a report to Master Moarn and find Rook for some training, don't let me keep you.>"

"<Wouldn't dream of it, runt,>" Pakka chuckled, touching noses with her affectionately.

"So... think he's still coming?" Kajex asked skeptically, leaning against the shower wall.

Locke sighed, shaking his head as he tossed his robes onto a bench and rounded the lockers into the textured tile space. "I don't think so. Maybe he saw Tay and decided to get right to it immediately."

"Then maybe we should intervene," the Sentinel suggested.

"Yeah right, you're gonna go out there with your balls in plain view?" the white wolf snorted, before stopping when the Sentinel raised an eyebrow. "Don't answer that," he sighed with a smile, punching the controls for the shower and immediately being greeted with a deluge of hot water. "In any case, if he decided to accelerate the plan that's his choice. Might not be ideal, but I'm not going to tell him no."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Kajex agreed, then grinned as he approached Locke and slid his arms around him from behind. "Guess it's just the both of us, then. All by ourselves. A pair of sexy brothers sharing a shower with nobody to tell us not to," he teased, nuzzling into his siblings neck and nipping playfully, generating a pleasant growl from the Guardian.

"I swear, Kajex, you're as bad as my fiancee sometimes," he chuckled, turning his head and licking his face.

"I can't see that as anything but a compliment. And I don't see you turning on the cold water yet," said the Sentinel with a warm smile. "Seriously though, we don't get to spend nearly as much time as I'd like together with you and Talrik these days. You're my brothers, I should be setting some time with you."

"You have me now," Locke whispered, turning to face his twin and holding him close.

Their muzzles met in a gentle kiss, bodies pressed together close enough for their sheathes to caress lightly, heavy balls resting against one another. Time seemed to slow as the pair held on to the moment as long as they could, enjoying the sensation of warmth and affection radiating between them; every movement of their hips caused their sheathes to rub against each other, generating a pleasant, erotic tingle that caused both their loins to stir. Theirs matching heartbeats accelerated as one, causing their wolf cocks to peek from their enclosures at the same time. With every thump that sent blood through their veins, they could feel each other's sheathes throbbing, their cocks twitching and extending at an exact pace. Locke shifted only slightly and both of them moaned from it, as their half-turgid cocked frotted against one another; before long they had reached full mast.

At that point, Kajex made his move, slipping a paw between them and managing to grab both their cocks in his grip. Both wolves moaned into each others muzzles as they thrust gently and subtly, their sensitive cocks caressing as they seemed to emulate their owners, aided by the Sentinel's paw; sometimes kissing at the tips, other times sliding upright and embracing close while he pumped both lengths simultaneously, causing both wolves to gasp and whimper. With every passing second their combined leaking cocks had slathered enough precum to cause both their shafts to glisten in the lighting. A pleasant sigh escaped the Sentinel as he leaned into Locke, tail wagging as the Guardian chuckled into the kiss, breaking it off soon after.

"Silly pup," Locke chided, licking his brother's face with loving affection. "You're my alpha, but you always do this to me."

"Do what?" Kajex replied teasingly, licking the white wolf's nose in return.

"You like raising your tail and hoping I'll stuff it for you," Locke elaborated with a grin, pushing Kajex back upright. "You oughta let me serve you for a change."

The Sentinel growled playfully, grabbing his twin by the shoulders. "If you're that eager, then get on your knees and start working my cock over, bitch."

Locke blushed and smiled widely, getting to his knees and cupping his brother's balls. "Yes, Alpha."

Had the twins had eyes for anything else but each other at that moment, they would have noticed a gold-pelted Trianii quickly sidestep behind the lockers. Pakka certainly didn't fail to notice_them_, a pair of wet, sexy wolf twins kissing and embracing each other like lovers, then spending the next few minutes frotting their dicks together. The sight had completely mesmerized the commander, rooting him in place as they expressed their incestuous love. After a brief pause and barely audible words fom the pair, he was then treated to the sight of the white wolf getting to his knees and continuing the erotic session with a series of licks and kisses to Kajex's sheath and balls, coaxing the tip of his member out of its confines; and it was here Pakka realized he could be spotted. Not wanting to risk being caught having walked into what was quite obviously a private moment between a pair of loving brothers, the Trianii commander had taken cover behind one of the only barriers in the room.

He wondered when they had started, or why he hadn't announced his presence when he had entered in the first place, or at any point while he was taking off his gear. Perhaps they had thought he'd reconsidered when he took too long in the hangar, but whatever the case was it was clear they had not noticed him entering, and by now Pakka felt it would be intrusive to take them up on the offer or interrupt them in any way. Feeling it would be best to grab his clothes and run, he kept his back to the end locker nearest to the hatch, slid into a crouching position, and peered around the corner to see if they were still distracted.

In that moment, Pakka found himself captivated instead.

The Sentinel's cock was a full ten inches, with a thickness that would make most Trianii males jealous; as black as obsidian even as a combination of precum and shower water caused the shaft to glisten, slathered across the surface by Locke's paw stroking along the throbbing length. His balls were equally impressive, large enough that Locke could not heft the entire sac in one hand. The Trianii's heart skipped as he watched Locke slowed his stroking down, eyeing the shaft hungrily before leaning in and slipping his muzzle halfway down his twin's cock, an audible sigh of enjoyment coming from the gray wolf as he reached down and run his paw through the white wolf's head.

Just from the speed at which Locke's tail was wagging Pakka could tell that the Guardian was fully enjoying the act of sucking his own brother's cock, bobbing along the length with eagerness the Trianii had never seen with any female he'd been with, at any rate. His tongue lashed out and around the shaft, and every so often the Guardian would pull back completely and use his paws to grip and stroke Kajex's cock again, squeezing around the base before sliding the grip up, then massaging his palm into the ebony flesh as he stroked back down. The moaning and doggish whines coming from Kajex all the while only sang of his pleasure, his golden eyes half-lidded and unfocused as he reached up and grabbed one of the overhead safety handles. With the extra balance assured, he rolled his hips forward into Locke's paw, his tongue hanging out wolfishly as he panted; the blissful expression caused Locke to chuckle, before pulling back and swallowing the entire length of Kajex's cock in one smooth, slow motion.

Pakka nearly gasped from the sight, cupping his muzzle just in time and, upon realizing how exposed he was, hid back behind the locker, his heart thumping madly. Just as he started to wonder how Syrra was able to handle that much cock from her lover, he noticed a mirror mounted on the opposite wall. Though angled in a way that wouldn't allow either twin to spot him, it was still large enough that Pakka was able to finally notice that, in addition to being completely naked, he was sporting the hardest erection he'd ever had in his life. A jolt of arousal tore through his chest and loins as he stared at his reflection, swallowing as his eyes traced the ten-inch jet-black prick between his legs.

For a brief moment, the Trianii felt like he was seeing himself through a stranger's eyes; a stranger that was clearly attracted to the male form. A soft, barely audible moan issued from his lips as he slowly reached down with a trembling paw, wrapping around his barbed shaft and thumbing the head firmly. It took enormous willpower not to cry out as his tender nerves carried a wave of hot arousal through his cock, a gout of precum erupting from the tip and pouring down the underside of his shaft until it reached his paw. With a shudder he ran his paw up the length, nearly swaying to the side as he gave his shaft a slow, firm stroke that stoked both the heat and the desire growing in his balls. Taking a few moments to steady his breathing, he leaned out and peered around the corner again, stroking his length as he watched.

Though it was part of Trianii culture to treat incestuous love as scathingly as it did gay sex, Pakka certainly didn't find it objectionable in the least. The sight of Locke orally servicing his own brother only elicited arousal in the feline, fanning the flames as he watched the white wolf run his muzzle back and forth, up and down the Sentinel's throbbing pillar of flesh. Despite a lack of physical stimulation, Locke's cock had not softened in any degree, and it was here Pakka could see yet another similarity between them; for despite the difference in coloration in both their cocks and their pelts, the Guardian's prick was a perfect replica of his brother's in both shape and size, from the pulsating thickness to the heavy, round balls.

Before too long Locke had decided to treat his own length to his paw, massaging and stroking his length even as he suckled, licked and kissed his twin's cock. Slowly, the servicing became lewder, more erotic; every few moments the Guaridian would pull back completely and pause, breathing in deep and intoxicating himself with the scent of his brother's flesh, bowing his head low as he allowed the shaft to lay upon his head as he panted, cocking his head to the side so he could take the Sentinel's sack in his own muzzle. The overall appearance caused Pakka to imagine the white wolf wordlessly worshiping his twin's precum-stained cock, his oral ministrations a physical prayer. A few rounds of this passionate servicing was enough to make Kajex squirm and whine, gasping as his twin subjected his orbs to a vigorous tongue-lashing, seemingly cleaning his balls better than any shower ever could. Pakka could not inwardly deny that the very sight turned him on, another spurt of precum leaping from the tip of his length and staining his own paw and balls as his slick, barbed cock throbbed in his palm.

"F-fuck, Locke," the Sentinel whimpered, his legs looking weak. "I love you so fucking much..."

"I know you do, hon," Locke reassured him with a smile, carefully guiding the Sentinel down to his knees and letting the Sentinel lean against him.

"N-no... I mean it," Kajex whined, finding enough strength to sit upright and taking his brother's paws in his, his golden eyes full of affection as he gazed at his twin. "You're... you're the best thing that's happened to me since Syrra came into my life. I can't imagine life without you anymore."

"I love you too, Kajex. And I'll be here by your side through it all," Locke told him quietly, touching noses. "You almost there?"

"Almost," Kajex panted.

"Then let's get you the rest of the way, Alpha."

If Kajex had any intention to object, it was lost the moment Locke grabbed his cock and started jacking the flesh rapidly, reducing the Sentinel to a series of gasping, breathy moans. With his brother unable to do little more than thrust his hips up weakly into the pistoning paw, Locke moved in beside the Sentinel and allowed him to lean on his shoulder, the gray wolf panting as he wrapped an arm around his twin. Pakka let out a low moan as he matched Locke's pace with his own paw, his palm grazing past his textured barbs and sending minute sparks of heat and arousal throughout his member. It was at this point the Trianii finally noticed the change in Kajex's shape; the base of his cock had been swelling at both sides, expanding until the commander was certain it couldn't possibly fit in any orifice, Kanj'Isha or Trianii.

The moment the thick bulb had reached its maximum size, Locke grinned- without warning he turned Kajex's head and kissed him deeply, while grabbing the bulb, squeezing it hard, and giving it a firm tug upwards. The Sentinel's eyes, which had been half-lidded for some time already, suddenly went wide; the howl he would have sang for his brother instead poured into Locke's muzzle, chest heaving as his cock finally erupted. Pakka let out a gasp and moan of his own as he watched the canine tool throb and pulse, the underside of his prick distending slightly; a moment later, the first of several alabaster ropes of thick cum fired from the Sentinel's ebony cocktip; Locke broke the kiss, and while Kajex moaned and arched his back, his brother dipped forward and caught the first shot directly in his muzzle, the second splattering on his face- what didn't stain his pelt instead arced high into the air and splattered against the shower floor.

At roughly the same moment, Pakka let out a strained groan as he slid back into cover, gasping as he experienced an intense orgasm of his own. His balls ached from the extended stimulation, the pressure abating quickly as multiple gouts of his own white-hot seed flew through the air and landed the central locker bench. Dizziness and sexual exhaustion overcame the feline as the tide tapered off, until all that lingered was a trickle of seed leaking down his shaft, along his sheath, and pooling beneath his balls as he panted and rested against the locker. Even after a few minutes, when he heard Locke's voice, his mind didn't immediately register what he was saying.

"... Did you hear that?"

A pause. "... Yeah... I did," Kajex panted.

"... I'll go get him. You stay there and get your breath back, hon."

It took Pakka a few seconds of running that dialogue through his head before he realized he'd been caught. But even as he struggled to move and get back to his feet, Locke's footsteps were already close. By the time the Trianii managed to get upright, the Guardian was already face-to-face with him, smiling broadly and leaning against the locker as Pakka yelped and nearly tripped over the central locker bench. A wave of shame and embarrassment coursed through the Trianii as he landed on his backside rather ungracefully, which was only exacerbated by a distinct squelching noise as his athletic butt was stained with his own cum.

"Uh... hello, Locke," Pakka muttered, his cheeks burning hot.

"Hello, Pakka," Locke chuckled, his face still smeared with his brother's spunk. "Finally decided to join us?"

"I've... been here for a bit," the feline admitted with no shortage of shame.

"How long?" the wolf pressed.

Reticent though he was to answer, the Trianii knew better than to be dishonest to a friend. "... Since you guys were just starting," he said quietly, looking away.

"And...?"

"... 'And' what?"

The Guardian's smile shifted into a grin as he gestured down to the feline's slightly-swollen cock. "Did you enjoy the show?"

A shiver ran up Pakka's spine as his eyes trailed down Locke's body, quickly noticing the wolf had not bothered to don a towel- and his large, red cock was still at full-mast. Though the Trianii's length was softening a bit, the sight of the Kanj'Isha's sexual organ still ready to go was enough to make his own cock thicken again. He swallowed, looking back up at Locke- he did not look the slightest bit angry.

"That... was probably the hottest, most erotic things I've ever seen in my adult life," Pakka admitted with a nervous chuckle. "And... also the most genuine. I know Syrra's been intimate with your fiancee, but... I never knew that _you_two were... well..."

"Many Kanj'Isha are," Locke told him. "We had no idea you were in here with us, so you probably figured this out- but what Kajex and I said to each other was not an act. I really do love him. If he asked me to marry him, I absolutely would."

"Even though you're already engaged to a woman?" Pakka asked, frowning. "Do Syrra and Keris even _know_about this?"

"Of course they do!" Kajex said pleasantly, appearing from behind Locke and leaning against his brother. "Hell, ever since maybe a month after him and Keris joined my pack, we've occasionally swapped partners. No jealousy, no cuckolding, no regrets. And that's not even counting Talrik, Miles and Rook, either- or a couple members of the Black Tomb pack," he added with a grin.

"I guess I just... never figured a Jedi of any kind would be so..." Pakka paused, looking for a word that he hoped wouldn't offend either of them, "... amorous, much less incestuous."

"Only with close friends, and people we trust," Locke insisted. He glanced at Kajex, who beamed back at him and nodded. "So... maybe at this point it'd be polite to ask- would you like to join us?"

The Trianii stared at him. "You want me to... join you?" He glanced at Kajex. "I just- but I thought you two were--"

"Yeah, we were gonna have some private time, but that's never stopped us from having Miles or Talrik join in whenever they show up," Kajex informed him with a broad smile. "I'd like to think we're close-enough friends, and that we can trust you- and I'm not gonna lie, you're ridiculously sexy for a Trianii male. I wouldn't mind giving that a try," the wolf remarked, eyeing the feline's cock with a wink.

Having already experienced a day filled with revelations both comforting and shocking, the admission and compliment caused Pakka to feel like he was in some kind of surreal dream, where impossible things he could never have fathomed were happening all around him. But as he considered the question he realized that none of this had occurred simply because he was there; these relationships had been going on for months as a result of bonding, on a level Pakka had only briefly experienced in his time with Tay. The lack of experience was all that made the situation seem awkward. And as he reflected on this, a recent memory surfaced, his own voice echoing in his head.

"I feel like I know so very little. I guess I regret just being on the border, but... never stepping over the line." With that voice came the realization that it applied to what Pakka knew about himself.

This in mind, and his decision made, he got back up to his feet. Trying very hard to ignore the feeling of lukewarm cum still sticking to his backside, he breathed in deeply to calm himself- and stepped over the line. "Alright... I'm interested- on a few conditions."

Kajex brightened. "Anything!"

"Number one- if at any point I feel uncomfortable about something and I say stop--"

"We stop," Locke interjected solemnly. "Agreed. We want you to feel comfortable."

"Thank you," Pakka said gratefully. "Number two- this is so I can figure out what I should... y'know... do, if this relationship between Tay and I improves. I want to know what to do in order to... get another guy off," he said, blushing hard as he said it.

"We can help you with that too- Kajex will be the dummy," Locke chuckled.

"Hey!"

"And lastly," Pakka said, hesitating for a moment, "I need you to _not_tell anyone about this- Syrra least of all. I don't believe for a_moment_that she'd criticize me for it, but... I don't want to take the chance that this somehow makes it back to my superiors. I don't know what they'd think of it, but it end up going _that_far up the ranks, others _will_hear about it. That... could look bad, and not just for me- for all of us."

"We need the help of the Trianii Rangers," Kajex agreed. "And if they lose trust in you for the wrong reasons, that hurts us all. We promise not to let anyone else know, until you're ready."

"Then... I think that's it," Pakka said, shivering a little. "Show me what it is you guys do."

"Well, for that," Kajex said, stepping forward and putting his paws on the Trianii's shoulders, "you'll want to take a seat. Best not to do this on a slippery floor for your first time with a gu--"

"Kajex."

The Sentinel perked up and turned around. "Huh?"

"You're forgetting something," Locke said, folding his arms and smirking.

The gray wolf's brow furrowed as he stared back in confusion- but before long he brought a paw up and slapped his forehead. "Dammit, I did! I need the lube!" In a flash the wolf was on his feet and opening the hatch; Pakka could not help but watch the wolf's toned, yet attractively-round ass flex as he left. "I'll get it, give me a minute!"

"By the Force- put some pants on, Kajex!" Locke barked as he disappeared around the corner.

"Bullshit, this is my ship- I'll walk balls-out if I wanna!" Kajex called back. "Oh, hey Rook."

"Heh, lookin' good, boss," the otter's voice replied in amusement.

Locke sighed, raising his paw and closing the hatch with a simple telekinetic thought before peering at Pakka. "Are you really okay with this?" he asked seriously, seating himself in front of the Trianii.

Knowing there was no point in lying to the wolf, the feline nodded, smiling at him. "I feel pretty dizzy, honestly, and my chest feels like there's a Trianii Ranger raiding squad trying to breach an entry hole through my chest; but it's not out of fear. I'm just... really excited and tense. And I'm not sure why."

"Could be that you're experiencing something new, and that it's giving you a good rush of excitement," Locke suggested shrewdly, grinning as he leaned back and kept himself propped up with his paws. The position pushed his hips forward and emphasized his rock-hard wolf-prick as he tossed his long hair back, his eyes seductive as he coaxed the feline to come closer. "I'll keep my paws away for now, so you can explore to your heart's content. You have my permission."

With a little hesitation, the Trianii moved in closer and reached down slowly, trying to keep calm as his fingers flexed out and brushed against the smooth surface of the wolf's crimson member. A soft exhale passed through Locke's muzzle as Pakka wrapped his paw around the thickness, the wolf trembling for a moment as a shudder passed through him. "Just... play around with it a bit," he murmured. "Explore any spot that might stimulate you- you'd be surprised how universal a cock's pleasure spots are among different species."

"I used to think it was just 'all of the cock,' personally," Pakka chuckled, still red-faced but smiling.

Prompted by Locke's pleasured breathing the Trianii went further, stroking the wolf's flesh gently and slowly, and marveling at how powerfully it throbbed in his palm. He squeezed gently and was immediately rewarded with a soft moan and a load of fresh, warm precum spilling from the tip. Encouraged by the fact that he seemed to be on the right track, Pakka continued, massaging his fingers into the pulsating organ as he pumped the shaft with slow, firm strokes that ran from tip to base. After a half a minute of this, Locke's breathing seemed to grow deeper, his hindpaws digging into the floor as he thrust his hips up and slid his cock along the feline's grip, a quiet, doggish whine emanating from his chest.

"You'll.. tell me to stop if I'm doing it wrong, yeah?" Pakka said, slightly worried the whine was that of pain.

"Nooo... er, yes! I'll tell you, I promise," Locke gasped, correcting himself quickly. "Just... don't stop... keep doing that, it feels great," he moaned. "You can... give the balls a little tease if yo-ooooh!" It had been no use making the suggestion, as his assurance had spurred Pakka to do it without being asked, cupping the wolf's heavy nuts in his palm and grinning at the Guardian's reaction as he gave them a gentle squeeze. Confident now that pleasuring the wolf would be no more difficult that pleasuring himself, the Trianii increased the pace of his stroking, using his left paw to alternate between caressing and rubbing the albino lupine's balls and sliding it back up to squeeze and massage the base of his cock.

"Treat me the way a lady would treat you," Locke managed to moan. "You're... doing a hell of a job. Vary it up a bit. If you see me tensing... nng... then slow it down. It'll help me last lo-ahh-nger."

A streak of pride built in the Trianii as he understood the wolf's slurred and slowed words meant he was performing well. It helped that, with Locke shuddering and arching his back, Pakka was able to admire the entirety of the white wolf's body as it twitched and flexed with each writhing twist; he now understand why female lovers felt a need to kiss his own body, finding a sexual attraction to the male form he'd never noticed. With his cheeks stinging from shyness, the Trianii found the nerve to replicate such affection, leaning in and nuzzling underneath the Guardian's jaw and into his neck, purring as he licked up across his cheek. A strange, salty taste spread across his tongue as he did so, and the burn in his jowls redoubled, now realizing moments too late that he'd licked some of Kajex's drying spunk off Locke's face. The knowledge did not offend him- indeed, a shiver passed through him as his own unattended cock throbbed painfully between his legs. Steeling himself he did it again, purring as he felt Locke's tongue slip out and return the affection, the pair trading gentle licks and nuzzles that soothed the Trianii every second that passed; all the while continuing to stroke the wolf's cock, varying his pace and the strength of his grip. After perhaps a minute, Pakka leaned over lower, sighing pleasantly as he kissed and licked around Locke's shoulders and neck; soon, his lips reached Locke's chest, trailing down his pectorals and biting playfully around them; then his strong abs, which clenched and relaxed with the Trianii's handjob, seeming to flutter as he laid a kiss on them.

"You... must have had some talented lovers," Locke panted, his tongue hanging out doggishly.

"It helps that you and your brother are really sexy to look at," Pakka admitted with a broad smile and red cheeks. He moved to say more, only to stop short as he felt a hard poke against his jaw that drew his eyes down.

The words died in his throat as he found himself gaping at Locke's red tool, now inches away from his face. This close to the wolf's cock, it was now easier to see the subtle veins beneath the flesh, the massive cumvein running along the underside twitching as it pushed more precum from his body and out the tip. Reflexively, Pakka breathed in; and immediately found himself inhaling the scent of a sexually aroused male, the scent of the wolf's loins and precum spiking Pakka's senses almost like a drug. The Trianii let out a low moan as these overwhelming sensations caused his cock to jump, his prick throbbing painfully again. Knowing he'd already gone so far, and seeing no reason to stop, it was almost trivial for him to lean in and scrape the underside of Locke's cock with his tongue, the flavor of salty-sweet precum flowing into his muzzle. A sharp, blissful hiss erupted from the wolf and he thrust up reflexively, causing Pakka to inadvertently kiss the wolf's balls while a spurt of precum shot from the tip and splattered against the feline's snout. Pakka chuckled, his long tongue slipping out and cleaning part of it up with a single slurp.

"Riding on a hair-trigger?" he suggested with a smile.

"Not to offend you in any way, but your cousin's tongue does that to me too," Locke groaned. "What about you, though? You've been focusing on me so long, I feel like I should return the favor."

"I know what I want," Pakka insisted, smiling as he sat back up, grabbing is own prick. "But I'm gonna want a little help."

"Anything," Locke offered, tail wagging as the Trianii slid in closer, licking his muzzle expectantly as their fully-engorged cocks came within a few inches of contact.

It took a few moments of hesitation for Pakka to act, finding himself frozen the moment he looked into Locke's ice-blue eyes. Seeing no offense or discontent in them, the Trianii leaned in and pressed his muzzle against the wolf's, purring softly as they shared a kiss. Though not as strange as Tay's beak, the differences in the Kanj'isha's muzzle-shape and tongue were enough that the sensation was still fairly alien, though also certainly pleasant. Nevertheless he made sure not to be caught up in the moment, scooting in closer and pressing his body against the wolf's, mewling softly into his muzzle as his cock came into contact with his canine lover's tool. Without sparing a glance, he dipped his other paw between them, throwing his head back and gasping as both his paws wrapped around their pulsating pricks.

The wolf let out a quiet whine of pleasure in return, managing to give the feline a shaky smile as reached between them and add his paws to the effort. "You're a lot braver... than I figured you'd be."

"I didn't envision myself enjoying this so much when we started," Pakka moaned.

For the next few minutes the pair remained relatively silent, barring gasps and moans as they stroked each others cocks, frotting their throbbing rods together and producing hot waves of sexual bliss as they both thrust and writhed. For every second that ticked by their tools became slicker, gliding through their grips; the soft barbs along the Trianii's member caressing firmly against the wold's smooth but thick shaft. Just as Pakka neared the height of sexual release, a deliciously painful ache in his balls that yearned for release, he felt a hard lump against his orbs that caused him to look down- the bulb that had formed at the base of Kajex's cock had appeared on Locke's.

"What... is that?" he panted as he stared at it.

"The_bulbus glandis_," a voice near them stated, causing Pakka to jump- Kajex had returned, leaning against the locker with folded arms; a tube of clear gel in one paw and a wide smile on his face. "Better known as a knot. It causes a sexual 'tie', keeping the wolf good and locked to his lover so he can cum in them without being interrupted."

"So... he's close?"

"_Very_close," Locke moaned.

"Quick, get your dick good and ready, and once you're a hair away from cumming, grab his knot and give it a firm yank," Kajex advised. "And keep your paw on it, so you can _feel_it when he cums."

Even if he'd possessed enough clarity to ask a question, he lacked the time- the boiling sensation in his balls was quickly overwhelming him, tossing him towards ecstasy. With only moments to act, he slid his paws down Locke's cock, grabbing the knot and squeezing firmly, then pulling it upwards. The white wolf cried out just as Pakka did, both their cocks reacting at the same moment.

A wave of incredible pleasure forced its way up and down the feline's loins, his length throbbing powerfully against the Kanj'Isha's; almost simultaneously, he could feel Locke's knot distending with every heartbeat, before the underside of it seemed to yawn and engorge as a flood of seed pumped up the length. Their equal-sized lengths erupted at the same time, a veritable geyser of hot spunk shooting into the air and mixing mid-flight, before gravity sent the ribbons of cum splattering against their chests and faces. A particularly large load caught Pakka square in the muzzle, but rather than spit away the load the Trianii moaned and savored the taste all the same. A tugging sensation on his wrist caused him to lean forward, until he found himself kissing Locke once again- this time he could feel the slimy, sweet taste of his _own_seed in his muzzle, the white wolf having caught a load to share and snowball with the feline.

"Holy fuck," Kajex whispered, getting in close and kneeling next to his sibling. "You don't often do cummy-kissing, bro."

"I rarely get the chance," Locke slurred the moment he broke the kiss. Pakka wondered why he was speaking so strangely- until the Guardian pulled Kajex in and kissed him deeply, their muzzles flexing as he pushed the cocktail of canine and feline cum into his twin's mouth. Pakka shivered at the act, his cock somehow still hard and aching in the best way possible as he watched them make out with his own cum. A warm feeling of affection welled up in the Trianii as he saw Kajex's tail wagging happily- there was no doubt that the twins were comfortable and happy with it all.

"Not an ounce of evil anywhere," Pakka sighed.

"Hmm?" Kajex broke his kiss. "Nice flavor, by the way- but what were you saying?"

"I'm not feeling... guilty," the Trianii elaborated, sitting up and stretching, enjoying the pleasant feeling of post-sex exhaustion. "I thought a part of me would be ashamed, some lingering doubt that maybe Trianii religions were were right. But after feeling all of this, and seeing you two just kiss without there being anything but genuine affection... I don't regret any of this."

"Even if it's us, and not Tay?" Kajex asked cautiously.

Pakka shook his head. "I know I can explain it to him when I have the chance. He was the one who helped me step over that line for the first time, when I kissed him- getting me to discover what I am."

"And what is 'that', I wonder?" Locke asked with a smile.

"Someone who now thinks sex with males is as great as sex with females- maybe even a little more fun," he chuckled. "And more importantly, someone who isn't afraid to be intimate with another guy he trusts. So right now... I'm just exploring the physical side of this part of me, something I'm starting to understand and enjoy. And if things go right between us, I'll share in that exploration with him, too. I think he'll understand that."

"I think he will too, that's a positive way of looking at it," Kajex replied, sitting between him and Locke. "Although both of you would definitely be welcome to join us if you're ever up for it."

The Trianii purred and scooted in close to Kajex. "Well... after all, we _are_going to be family someday, aren't we?" He leaned in and nuzzled the wolf, the Sentinel gladly returning the affection, but found himself pausing as he yawned wide. "Oh, fuck... sorry, it's just..."

"Kitty getting exhausted?" Kajex guessed with a chuckle.

"Not that I mean to," Pakka sighed, unable to help but feel relaxed and tired. "It always seems to happen after a good romp."

"Then lean back a second," Kajex suggested, helping the feline sit upright before setting the container he'd brought between them, and pressing both paws against the Trianii's chest.

"What are you doing?" Pakka asked, confused.

"Syrra's become an accomplished healer, and she taught me a few tricks," the wolf grinned.

Before he could ask, Pakka let out a surprised gasp as he felt a cool sensation pulse into his lungs, breathing in deep as a pleasant chill seemed to course through every vein in his body. The weight of exhaustion was completely swept away in a matter of seconds, leaving relief and energy in its wake. Amazed by this sudden and unexpected revitalization, Pakka gaped at Kajex, trying to break past his shock to ask.

"Believe me, it comes in handy some nights when Syrra and I have an extra in bed," the wolf chuckled. "Restoring endurance through the Force is quickly becoming one of my fiancee's specialties, and she's spent some time improving my skill in it, too."

"I feel like I just had the longest nap ever," the Trianii remarked, shaking his head clear to ensure he hadn't simply fallen asleep and entered a dream.

"If that's the case, then it looks like your 'morning wood' could use some tending to," Kajex pointed out, eyeing the Trianii's cock hungrily. "So, if you're still comfortable so far... did you want to mount, or be mounted?" the wolf asked, blushing.

The Trianii bit his lip for a moment. Were he to be honest, the prospect of having either of the wolves fuck him in the ass was more than a little daunting; for while homosexuality was considered forbidden by his culture, anal sex was not, and his experiences with the opposite sex had a mixed reception to the act. Though he wanted to say yes, to experience his own sexuality in full, the hesitance was keeping him rooted to the spot. He looked up at the Sentinel, trying not to feel childish as he spoke. "Does it hurt?"

"Only if you do it wrong," Kajex told him fairly. "But if you do it right it's some of the best sex a guy can have. And to be honest, I've been doing it since before my teens, so I know how to do it_right_."

"That young?" Pakka asked, amazed. Although sexual exploration among Trianii youth was not uncommon, given they could enlist as young as fourteen cycles, it was still an unspoken taboo, and much more grave among gay pairs.

"Hell, the way the Black Tomb pack talks about it, I learned practical sex education _later_than ordinary among my kind," the wolf chuckled, looking a little embarrassed. "Anyway, the key to successful buttsex is_plenty_of lubrication, and Miles always has a few bottles around for his massaging hobby. I also brought a couple of rubbers, just in case you wanted them- always polite to ask, male or female."

"I'll pass on the sheath," the Trianii decided. "But when you say 'plenty' of lube--"

"Going dry in _any_orifice is going to be unpleasant," Locke informed him, leaning over Kajex's shoulder. "But again, we know what we're doing, and we'd be happy to teach you."

"Tell you what," Kajex offered, leaning in and nuzzling Pakka. "You top me first and see first-hand that it can be awesome. Then, if you're feeling up to it, Locke can take it from there."

"You don't want to give me a go?" Pakka asked, blushing as he said it.

"Fuck, I'd _love_to give you a go," Kajex corrected him, licking his cheek before getting up and turning around, seating himself so his back was to the feline. "But this is for _you_right now, to help you for when you finally go for Tay; and I'm more than happy to lie back and take you."

"Bullshit," Locke chuffed, reaching up and ruffling his twin's ears. "He just likes getting stuffed."

"That too," the Sentinel admittedly, looking back at the feline with a grin.

Feeling more relaxed from the playful banter, Pakka chuckled and nodded, picking up the bottle of lube. "Alright then. Raise that tail and let me see what I'm working with."

With a nod and a slight readjustment, the Sentinel stuck his rump out towards the feline, tail wagging for a few moments before he forced it still and raised it up. With it out of the way, the Trianii was able to get a clear view of the wolf's sexy backside, taking a moment to enjoy the view; from the tight-looking pucker, to the heavy, dangling balls below, all the way to the ebony cock that was now starting to re-harden. After taking a moment to glance at Locke, who merely nodded encouragingly as he continued to pet his brother's ears, he turned the bottle over and squeezed the contents of the bottle against the wolf's tailhole, the Sentinel letting out a muffled yip as the comparatively cold gel splattered against his anus.

"Be sure to get it inside too," Locke advised. "Just use a couple of fingers, you'll see how pliable he is- and how deep he can take it."

Curious, Pakka did as instructed, pressing two of his digits carefully against the Sentinel's tailstar and smearing the lubricant around the orifice with a teasing circular motion. Almost immediately he was rewarded with a quiet moan and a shiver, which Pakka took to mean he was doing it correctly. He stirred his fingers around about a dozen times before he set the bottle down and used his paws to spread the wolf's buttcheeks apart. A whine poured from Kajex's chest as he was toyed with, tail wagging excitedly even as he obediently kept it up. The whine grew louder and more passionate the moment the feline sank his fingers into the wolf's rump, causing him to arch his spine and push back against the pleasurable intrusion. Pakka drew his paw back, his fingers sliding out with a barely-audible pop, but quickly slid them back in. Before long, the feline was gently finger-fucking the wolf, causing Kajex to pant and roll his hips back against the Trianii's digits.

For his part, Pakka marveled at how similar it was to a female's pussy, though it was far tighter and more pliable than he expected; and while a part of him regretted having waited so long to have figured out how to prepare for anal sex, he could not help but imagine how_amazing_it would feel to stick his cock in the wolf and breed him like a bitch. Nevertheless, heeding Locke's warning about the importance of lubricant, he did nothing rash; though he did use his free paw to stroke his own cock back to full-mast, a task that took next to no time at all. Once firm and ready, he grabbed the bottle again and squeezed a generous amount all the way down his shaft, before setting it aside and using the same free paw to grease up his cock until it was coated in a thick film of vanilla-scented lubricant. Though initially cool the slickness quickly heat up, reacting to the Trianii's own body heat and enveloping his prick in pleasant warmth.

"That's plenty enough," Locke informed him. "Almost makes me jealous _I'm_not getting that in me. Now ease yourself in nice and slow."

Pakka nodded and stood, swallowing as he eyed the submissive wolf's upturned ass. With only a few moments hesitation he moved in closer, the fur on the back of his neck tingling delightfully as the tip of his prick brushed against Kajex's tailhole. Taking a moment to handle his cock and ensure it would stay on course, he grunted and inched his hips forward, meeting resistance as the head of his prick nestled against the orifice. The abundance of lube caused his head to slip around a few times, generating slight frustration, until he lined himself back up again, grabbed Kajex's hips, and thrust forward firmly.

Both he and the Sentinel gasped at the same moment, as roughly half of his ten-inch cock slid smoothly into the wolf's ass and was immediately enveloped in sweltering heat. Pakka's eyes widened as Kajex's tailhole seemed to grip and draw him in, gnawing around his feline girth as he slowly buried the rest of his member in the wolf's backside. By the time he hilted with the wolf, hips pressed heavily into his backside, the immense pressure and pleasure enveloping his prick had nearly overwhelmed the feline.

"F-fuck," Kajex whined through grit teeth. "By the Force, h-he's as big as Kane was, maybe... a little thicker, too-ooh!"

"You alright?" Pakka asked, his lust-addled senses not preventing him from feeling concern for the Jedi Sentinel.

"I'm_great_right now," Kajex moaned. "Just... do what you'd do to a female of your kind. Don't worry, I can take it."

Hoping it was true, Pakka pulled his hips back, groaning as the wolf's tailhole relinquished his cock with no shortage of struggle; he drew it out all but three inches of his length before drilling it back in, grunting as he struck the wolf's ass with his toned hips and beginning a spirited rhythm. In no fewer than three thrusts, Kajex was stifling his moans and panting like a bitch in heat, using his paws against the bench to help in pushing back in pace with the feline's rapid thrusts. The sight of fucking the wolf was incredible to Pakka; watching another male writhe and back up into his own loins was an experience like none other, almost as if he were experiencing his first sexual moment with female- only he was more experienced, and the event was far more enjoyable.

Locke was grinning. "Angle your hips around a bit, Commander," the albino wolf suggested. "Get those barbs scraping the bottom of his interior- try to get that thick cockhead grinding his prostate. You want a guy to blow hard, you go right for it."

Pakka managed to grin back as he rode the wolf's butt. "Why... would I want him to blow early?" the feline asked.

"Fair point," the Guardian chuckled, summoning the bottle of lube into his paw.

The Trianii's past experiences with female lovers had not been forgotten, and while Pakka was deeply enjoying giving Kajex a hard, deep dicking, he understood that it was best to alternate the pace. He slowed down, allowing himself a moment to catch his breath and giving the wolf a chance to do the same, sawing his thick cock back and forth, plowing past Kajex's velvet-like interior even as he clenched around the throbbing girth. Once he was sure the Sentinel's tension had lessened he increased the pace again, working his hips with powerful thrusts that caused his hips to swat against the wolf's ass; every stroke was punctuated by the sound of their precum-soaked balls clapping together, generating delightful shocks of pleasure that coursed through his nuts and into his loins.

An afterthought occurred to him and he slowed his pace down again, sliding his paws from the wolf's hips, up his back, and on his shoulders, massaging his fingers into the wolf's neck soothingly. "How am I doing?" he panted.

"Hon... you're amazing," Kajex moaned, turning his head enough to look back.

"Then let me do better," Pakka offered, grabbing the wolf's upper arms and helping him back upright until both of them were standing. From his position behind the wolf he was able to see the black, rock-hard shaft standing proudly upright, yet completely unattended-to. His hips resumed their bucking, just as he wrapped his left paw around the wolf's ebony cock and started to pump it at the same pace. Almost immediately the Sentinel began to thrust up into the Trianii's grip, then rolling his hips back to force more of his cock into his ass. Although it took a few moments to get the pace down, soon enough the canine and feline were moving in tandem, matching their movements to get the most out of their lovemaking. Perhaps a minute of this continued before Pakka leaned over, using his free paw to turn the wolf's head enough for him to kiss him deeply- he tried to put all his unspoken affection and gratitude into the act, purring and moaning into the wolf's muzzle as their tongues slicked against each other. And once the kiss broke and Kajex smiled back at him, Pakka was certain the wolf had gotten the message in full.

"I promise you... you're gonna make Tay one happy, pretty bird if you fuck him as well as you're fucking me right now," Kajex moaned.

He looked up to ask Locke when he was going to join, only to find that in the time he'd spent focusing on his bareback bitch-breeding, the white wolf had gotten up and moved out of sight. A paw on his shoulder caused him to flinch, though a pair of lips against his neck a moment later calmed him down. "Easy, kitty," the wolf said quietly. "I figured by now you would probably be ready."

The Trianii swallowed nervously, but nodded. "I... I think so, yeah."

"Then raise your tail for me. The important thing here is to relax," Locke said soothingly, nuzzling the feline's shoulder as Pakka complied. "It'll feel a little strange at first, but as long as you keep yourself limber you'll be fine. I can use the Force to loosen your muscles, if you need it."

"Let's just see... how well I get used to it first," Pakka suggested, slowing his pace a bit. He flinched again as he felt the albino Kanj'Isha's large paw grope his backside, shuddering as he squeezed and palmed it. Seconds later he felt the wolf spreading his ass-cheeks apart, a hot flush burning into the Trianii's cheeks, though he said nothing to object to it. His legs twitched as he felt a pair of lubricated fingers rubbing his tailhole, his heart racing as Locke prepped him quickly. As before, the lube quickly warmed reactively, the sweet-scented grease making his tailhole feel hot and slick- the warmth, in turn, seemed to cause his tailhole to relax, such that he almost wasn't aware that Locke's fingers had penetrated him until a second after they were in.

Several things happened at that moment: the first was that the Trianii commander let out most erotic mewl he'd ever made in his life; the second was that he reacted much as Kajex had, pushing back against the intrusion; and the last was that a wave of intense pleasure overcame him, clenching around the digits as Locke reached in and squeezed down directly into the feline's prostate. A sensation unlike any the Trianii had ever experienced swamped his senses, an explosion of pleasure that seemed to radiated throughout his pelvis and loins.

"H-holy shit, that was..." Pakka moaned. "What... the fuck was that?!"

"_That_was prostate stimulation," Locke grinned, nuzzling the feline again. "And that's what it feels like when you're rutting your lover correctly. Do you want me to do it again? Because if I do... it's gonna be with my dick."

"Gods yes," he mewled again, lifting his tail.

"Don't... forget about me," Kajex groaned, reminding the feline he was still buried to the balls in the gray-furred wolf.

"As soon as I'm in, we'll be ready to go," Locke assured him.

Even with the brief surge in ecstasy and the prospect of experiencing some of the best sex of his life, Pakka still found himself steeling for the moment of true penetration. When it finally did come, with the white wolf's tapered, lubricated cock spearing against his pucker, it was far more intense on a pleasurable scale than the Trianii had expected. Though the tip went in easily, it was the sensation of his ass being stretched apart slowly that caused him to moan the most- both the girth and the length made it feel like someone had wedged a hard rod into his pelvis, bearing down on every part of his prostate. So as soon as Locke started to fuck his feline lover gently, Pakka was already feeling the familiar burn in his balls, mixed with an intense pressure that seemed to encompass his entire lower torso, making it difficult to move.

Yet despite that sensation he persevered, resuming his steady thrusts into Kajex's backside; only now, the action was more limited, as he struggled to keep in pace with Locke at the same time. It took minutes of him to time it all with his lust-addled senses, but with some gentle encouragement from Locke he finally managed to synchronize all their movements; with Kajex thrusting up into his paw and backing into Pakka's hips; Pakka's prick grinding deep into the wolf's ass, before drawing back to impale himself onto Locke; and Locke's cock drilling the Trianii's ass firmly.

It was hard for the Trianii to describe, having nothing to compare the sensation of being fucked. Whether it was the feel and sound of Locke's breath against his neck and ear; the scent of vanilla mixed with the heady musk of sweat and cum; the sight of a handsome, athletic wolf grinding back into his hips; or the feel of getting his ass reamed by an equally handsome wolf and a ten-inch wolfcock- it all coalesced into passionate fire that burned in his belly, begging to be quenched. Appreciation and even a measure of love for the two Kanj'Isha brothers settled into his chest, and he felt the urge to say something, anything, to articulate it to them.

But the words were lost in the chaos of that lust, as the pressure in his hips built and threatened to overwhelm him. The bottom of his paw met a sudden curve, and he suddenly realized Kajex was going to be the first to pop. Recalling what he'd taught Pakka to do earlier to Locke, the Trianii slid his paw to the base of his cock, clenching around the knot and tugging it up. Kajex howled in ecstasy, his tailhole clenching hard around Pakka's hard, soft-barbed prick, and leaned back against the feline. The sensation was far different this time, for the position had caused the wolf's heavy balls to rest against his own, allowing him to feel the powerful throbbing and twitching almost firsthand as Kajex's balls channeled its contents through his pulsating length, shooting his potent cum into the air.

Locke, it turned out, was not that far behind- a whine spilled from his muzzle as he leaned in against the Trianii, hugging him tight and transitioning his fucking from long strokes into close grinding. Had Pakka the capacity to speak, he might have asked for the reason for this change, but the sensation answered the question for him- the white wolf's knot had started to form. Perhaps wanting to spare him from a potentially painful struggle of getting the bulb into the feline's ass, Locke had buried his entire length ahead of time, letting the knot form inside.

Whatever the case, it was perfectly positioned right above the Trianii's prostate. And once it was full-sized, there was nothing Pakka could do to prevent what happened next.

Multiple orgasms were not new to Pakka, in the context of having sex multiple times in one night and cumming at the end of each session. But what followed was far beyond what the Trianii had ever experienced. The ache in his balls was trivial compared to the roiling, hot pressure in his pelvis and entire loins. All the tension and exertion in his body seemed to coalesce into that one spot, like a massive weight below his abs. When the pressure became too much, everything seemed to explode, such that even the sensation of Locke filling his ass with his wolf spunk was barely noticeable underneath it all.

A searing hot, beautiful sensation bloomed within and struck him with the all the force of a turbolaser; a moment later it felt as if_everything_in his balls were emptying itself. Touch alone became hypersensitive, feeling every strand of fur on his body tingle at the same moment; he could _feel_his cock expanding and distending as it pumped gouts of hot cum through his prick and into the wolf, flooding his ass with seed- but it did not stop. Pakka yowled in sheer bliss as he drew his cock back out completely, convulsing violently in Locke's arms as burning ropes of cum flew through the air and onto his own chest. Far more cum than he expected to have left in his testicles poured out from the tip, until he had nothing left to give.

A moment later, his consciousness gave out too.

When he woke, it was to the gentle feeling of a warm, soft cloth on his face- though not a dry one, the Trianii quickly discovered. The sound of water dripping onto the floor slowly became discernible, and his hazy vision cleared as he struggled to look around him. His head rolled back and bumped against a wall, but a paw kept him upright long enough for him to focus, finding himself staring into Kajex's golden eyes.

The Sentinel smiled down at him. "Can you hear me?" he asked.

Pakka smiled weakly. "Just fine," he whispered. He could feel himself trembling. "What... happened?"

"Locke got a little too into it and brought you to a prostate orgasm," Kajex explained, looking off to the side. "Hell of a way to experience your first time getting dicked by another guy."

"I'll say," Pakka moaned, shuddering- he felt as if he could still feel Locke's cum in his ass.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Locke asked, appearing beside Kajex and looking worried. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to be so intense."

"No... don't apologize for anything," Pakka said softly, his smile genuine as he reached out weakly and placed a paw on the Guardian's shoulder. "That was hands down the _best_sex I've ever had in my life. And... I'm glad I was able to experience it with you two." He breathed in deeply, feeling very much at peace. "I feel like... like I understand myself much better now, after doing this. And I feel like I understand both of you a little better, too. It's hard _not_to feel a little love around you both."

Kajex beamed at him, tail wagging. "That's sweet of you to say. I'm glad we got to share a little intimacy with you, too."

"So am I," Locke agreed, leaning in and nuzzling the feline affectionately. "And if we should ever find ourselves doing this again, I promise to be gentler next time. As great as it must have felt, I don't think you'll want to pass out for twenty whole minutes every time."

"That long?" Pakka asked, amazed. "I'll have to remember to be gentle with others myself, if I try that out." He twisted around, trying to move his legs- only to find them feeling stiff and heavy. "Damn... I feel like I took a sonic grenade to my lower back, I can barely..."

"I can get that," Kajex offered, sliding his paws against Pakka's abdomen. The trembling stopped almost immediately, the cool sensation of the wolf channeling the Force through the Trianii's body replenishing his energy and soothing away the aches and pains he had suffered- though as the wolf finished, Pakka could still feel a pleasant tingle in his balls. Once done, the wolf got back up to his feet, offering a paw to the feline and hoisting him up.

"Again, thanks for... everything," Pakka said, blushing. "For helping me figure things out."

"That's what family and friends are for," Kajex said with a grin. "Now, let's get you washed up. Like I said, this ship never runs out of hot water now, and we'll need it- don't need my fiancee finding out her cousin banged a couple of wolf bros."