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The moment his shuttle went into freefall, Kinneas struggled to keep conscious through the burning haze of his exhaust and the fogging of the screen. Frantically tapping the emergency vent, he thought he was managing to land towards a planet but instead found a wormhole when a piece of his ship's debris cracked the back of his thrusters to send him spinning.

Through the screaming blare of the siren, the blackening smoke and the rising G's, it took all of his mental strength to keep tight on the controls and brace through the wormhole as sparks crackled and flew across the hull. Sparks drifted, popping violet across his eyes that briefly helped him guide his path as he flew into an atmosphere.

Trembling burns ripped through the underside as he broke through the clouds, hitting through a thunderstorm before he pulled up hard as he could to ease his landing. The shuttle crunched, slammed and skidded along a hill before it sank into a green valley. Kinneas passed out, the sound of a creature barking in the distance as the ship powered down.

"Should we tell the king?"

"Let's just check him first, he might be hurt somewhere we don't know."

"So why not call the hospital?"

"Koopin, it's an alien, how are you going to get him there?"

"Maybe Roy could-OH, jeez he's waking up!"

A gentle light glimmered on the mole's head, his soft green eyes blinking with a throb in his temple as his twisting grey goatee swung beneath his chin. Rubbing his pink hands over his smooth-furred scalp, he tried to lift himself up testing his limbs and found he was lying on a sofa in someone's living room, a TV against the pale yellow wall in front of him.

He still had his armour, white with green grooves and crimson joints that had a few burns and scuff marks across its front as he looked around to see a front door with a window, a doorway to the kitchen behind the couch, and at the other end of the house another open room with a double-seated bed and two wardrobes.

"Nnngh...um, hello?"

"Hey there," said a voice from the kitchen, "you alright, nothing hurt?"

"Just...my head, I-where am I?"

"You're in the Mushroom Kingdom, nice little place called Koopamuir, so it's okay you can take your time."

"Mushroom...haven't seen living fungi in a while."

Stepping out of the kitchen was a brown-scaled raptor with verdant eyes and purple marks across his snout and back, wearing pyjama pants and holding a mug of hot chocolate that said "Tasty Boy".

"Here," he offered the mug, "warm you up a bit, you like hot chocolate?"

"I do, thank you." Kinneas took it with a gentle sip. "Mmmmhh...that's lovely, um, is this your house?"

"Well, technically, my husband's name's on the place bu-"

"James don't start that," said a voice from a kitchen, "you live here don't you?"

"I'm just being accurate, don't wanna take credit."

"When did you ever care about being accurate James?"

From behind the raptor inside the kitchen, was a short turtle with large blue eyes and butter-yellow skin, a green shell wrapped round his torso as he waved to the visitor.

"Good morning! You gave Charlie a real fright when your ship came out of the sky, James carried you back here."

"Oh, thank you," the mole sat up proper, "I'm Kinneas, sorry for the scare, is my shuttle alright?"

"It's fine," the raptor waved, "I'm James, that's Koopin, your ship looked a little messed up but I think we can fix it. But we're gonna have to take you to the king."

"Oh, this is a monarchy? Right, of course, kingdom haha, alright that's fine, I hope I haven't done anything wrong."

"Long as you keep your head down and call him His Majesty then yeah, you're good."

"You seem...not that surprised that I'm an alien," Kinneas kept drinking his mug.

"Well, that's cuz I am too," James sat down beside him, "I came here about fourteen years ago-"

"Sixteen," Koopin corrected from the kitchen.

"So I had to go see King Bowser, cuz he has a special group that keeps an eye out for extraterrestrials, that the public don't know about."

"We're not public knowledge?" Kinneas nodded. "I understand, so they give you a new identity to blend in?"

"Yep," James smiled, "but that can wait once you're all settled and you had some breakfast, you hungry?"

"I am, actually, I would love something to eat."

"Nice, Koopin's fixing something up, I'm not allowed to cook."

"It's for everyone's safety James!" said the turtle. "That includes yours!"

"He's never let me live it down."

Kinneas giggled at the little spat before Koopin called them over to the kitchen, a small table for eating round that stood opposite the sink/fridge/cabinet corner. Bacon and eggs and orange juice was an oddly nostalgic relief to Kinneas as he tried not to scarf it down, taking his time politely.

"So, Kinneas," Koopin asked, "what were you doing whilst you were up in space?"

"Just some deliveries," he lied, "nothing major."

"You're a mole right?" James grinned.

"Is he?" Koopin squinted. "But he's from space, not like the ones round here."

"I am a mole actually," the alien nodded, "how did you know?"

"I had a friend who looked a lot like you," the raptor spun his fork, "he was a freedom fighter, with a monocle, same kinda face like you but he was shorter with bigger hands."

"Hah, a freedom fighter huh? Are you a mercenary?"

"I used to be."

"I'm just a tour guide," Koopin raised his hand, "don't mind me I don't do anything exciting."

"Come on cutie," James leaned back, "call yourself an adventurer, put a spin on it."

"I like to be accurate!"

"Oh it's okay for YOU to be accurate?"

"Yes, because that's my actual job hun, you don't call yourself an alchemist because you mix drinks in a bar!"

"Pfffft, fiiine."

"How long have you two been together?" the mole asked finishing his eggs.

"Twelve years," the raptor rubbed his husband's arm, "been married proper for six of them."

"That's lovely. Is this place usually quiet?"

"There's the odd invasion," Koopin waved his hand, "but that gets cleared up usually pretty quick, the Mushroom and Koopa Kingdoms always have a little war now and again."

"It's never too bad though," James shrugged, "it's worse than it sounds, trust me."

"Will I be in trouble for my ship?" the mole finished up his plate.

"I called a friend of mine in the guards, he's also a raptor like me so he'll alert Bowser's troops to take it somewhere safe."

"Thank you. Well, that was a lovely breakfast but I um...is there a place I can clean myself, I feel terrible leaving all this space dust in your house."

"Oh it's fine," Koopin nodded, "the bathroom is just past our bed, there's a shower there you can use."

"We're just gonna take a nap." James gave a look to his husband. "So take as long as you need, I'm gonna rest up for later."

"Alright," Kinneas stood up, "thank you, again."

The mole stood up and headed over to the bathroom, seeing there was no door and feeling slightly vulnerable for such when he took off his armour in pieces. Soft clanking sounds could be heard as he put the parts to the side and stepped into the shower naked.

Hot water splashing on his fur felt like a balm for his soul, after months of space flight and deliveries leaving him little time to have a normal shower instead of the usual decontamination. It always felt so starchy and impersonal compared to the warm water drenching his grey fur. He did not notice James and Koopin sliding into bed together, or the fact they had an open view to his dripping body.

Lathering himself with a bar of soap to the side, after realising they had no shampoo for hair, Kinneas scrubbed down his body that now became a glistening silver, his soft little tail peeking above his pert thin buttocks swishing away. When he tried to touch his flaccid cock, it twitched with a pent-up urge as he gave it a few rubs and pulled back from restraint.

Then he turned round towards the couple and locked eyes with them. Was this why there was no door? His face turned red with a heated blush, and Koopin flinched fearing the worst, but James pulled his lover close and kept eyes on Kinneas as he smiled nodding.

"Don't worry!" the raptor said. "Just making sure you don't slip and fall."

"Yes, right!" Koopin nodded catching on. "That's all, don't think we're weird, please!"

"Hah...I've known weirder honestly," the mole grinned bashfully, "shower's lovely though!"

"So's the one using it," James winked, "call it a favour after breakfast."

"Hahah, oh is that how it is? Well...you did help me from my crash-landing so I suppose it's fine."

With a growing blush across his snout, Kinneas started to do a little dance of the seven veils, rubbing the soap underneath his armpits and sliding the bar across his chest to make his nipples gleam. James and Koopin smiled wider as they watched their guest put on a show, sliding his body with smooth gyrations of his slender shape.

At one point he turned round and showed off his rump, pushing it against the shower door and flattening his cheeks with a little grin as Koopin's eyes widened in a shameful excitement. Then he felt his husband's hand slipping down towards his crotch, a soft gasp escaping him when he felt something hard rub against his shell.

"You uh...you like?" asked Kinneas.

"Ohhh yeah," James murmured, "you got a real nice bod on you dude."

"Hah, th-thanks, I like to keep limber out in space."

The mole demonstrated such by bending over fully, hiking up his tail beneath the dripping water and exposing his sweet pink pucker. His small tail wiggled above the little donut, a blushing shiver through his legs when both husbands noticed the growing erection swinging underneath.

Turning himself round, the alien gripped his throbbing meat and gently pumped with a crimson face, hopping slightly on his feet to try and shake out his nerves whilst the two husbands kept watching. Once he was done, Kinneas stepped out and took a towel to dry himself, stepping towards the couple in bed, noticing one of them at least was starting to tent.

"Did you...enjoy?" he asked.

"We sure did," James nodded, "I dont know if you'd want to help us out a little more."

"J-james," Koopin blushed, "he's our guest we shouldn't ask him-"

"You gawked on him much as I did, he could just say no."

"What sort of thing are you...suggesting?" Kinneas grinned.

"Ever had sex with a married couple?"

"I don't think I have...if that's alright with you."

"I-i mean," the koopa squirmed with a nervous smile, "we've...had a few times shared friends, we don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"I'm just surprised," the mole grinned cupping his cock, "I didn't expect a new planet to be so friendly."

"Oh we're friendly as they come!"

"And even more when we cum," James winked at him, "how about you help me undress my husband and we get started?"

Pulling the covers off, the raptor exposed himself in his pyjama pants fully hard alongside Koopin who still kept his shell. Kinneas sat down beside as the turtle blushed feeling two pairs of hands lift his shell off his body, exposing a cute pudgy body beneath a tank top and shorts.

James pulled down the shorts whilst Kinneas took off the top, showing Koopin's belly and stiffening stubby cock with a cute pair of marzipan balls underneath. The raptor slid off his own pants to show he had no testes, but a stiff long length of a humanoid cock.

Pulling the mole up onto the bed between them, the lovers stroked over his naked body to help ease him into their session. James slipped his hand across the thigh, teasing close towards the cock whilst Koopin nuzzled and rubbed along the chest with fingers stroking the nipples, a soft kiss from each husband either side of him.

"How do you wanna do this then?" the raptor asked. "I'd love to take a shot at that cute ass you were teasing us with."

"Hohh, j-jeez," Kinneas throbbed even harder, "well...i-if you want it, I won't say no but, what about you Koopin?"

"How about we sixty-nine?" the turtle grinned rubbing his arm. "That way we both have some fun!"

"Sounds good...alright then!"

Rubbing his hands to psyche himself up, the mole put himself on all fours as Koopin slid underneath him, staring upon the thick flaxen shaft as the koopa smiled at the hanging grey balls and pink cock. Grabbing Kinneas' butt, he spread open his cheeks and pulled him down slightly to lick the mole's member causing Kinneas to stiffen on his tongue.

The alien bent down to smooch Koopin's cock, moaning at its sweet taste with a swirl of the tongue to feel around the edge before swallowing the head. Koopin whimpered at the hot wet mouth sucking down his shaft, reciprocating with his own mouth that gulped the hot mammal length. His yellow fingers kept those cheeks apart, showing off the sweet puckered hole for James to suck one of his claws and gently push it inside.

"MMMPH! M-mmmmphh..."

"Yeaaaah...that's it," the raptor muttered, "get you nice and lubed up first, I don't have to do this with my husband though. He's spent enough years taking me his ass fits my cock perfectly."

"M-mmmhh!" Koopin shook his fist at him.

"Sorry cutie, can't hear you with that cock in your mouth, now keep sucking our guest like a good host."

"Mmmmnrrrrgh."

The koopa grumbled with a giggle between sucking grunts, gulping to the hilt with slow bobbing breaths as Kinneas started to pre in his mouth. The mole tried to respond in turn with a deep throating of the smaller koopa's shaft, nuzzling his pink nose into the yellow balls as he clenched his ring around the raptor's finger fucking him.

His tail twitched with little spasms as James pushed in to the knuckle, wiggling his claw inside to tickle the mole's anal tunnel as Kinneas winced and sputtered more thickening pre into Koopin's gullet. He struggled not to buck into the koopa's throat, flexing his hips with a soft grind as he pushed back against James' digit.

Swirling his tongue deeper around the turtle cock, the mole slurped and moaned as he hilted at last with a little tickle in his throat, nuzzling Koopin's bollocks who in turn was rubbing his beak into Kinneas' sac. The raptor pushed in another finger, carefully spreading their guest wider and wider with faster pumps until he was tickling the prostate.

"MM-MMHH! Haaah!" Kinneas pulled off the cock with a shiver. "Th-that was, OHH!"

"That good?" James grinned. "Nice and ready, you're feeding my husband good as well."

"Mmhmm!" Koopin slipped off the mole's cock that dripped on his face. "You taste really nice, hope you like my husband inside you."

"I-i'm sure I will," muttered Kinneas, "alright...I'm ready."

"You sure are. But first, Koopin can you gimme a lubing?"

"Heheh, sure hun."

James licked his lips as he pulled up his thick brown scaly shaft, sliding it down the mole's cheeks and pushing past his balls towards Koopin's beak. He swallowed his lover easily to the hilt, Kinneas looking past his belly to watc the koopa's throat bulge with a veiny shaft and a gasping choke. Once he sucked three times, Koopin let his husband pull out, the raptor sliding his moist thick halberd back towards Kinneas' tail.

Kissing the head of it against the mole's sweet rosy bud, James pushed inside with a groan as Kinneas twitched with a soft yelp, sucking off Koopin again to keep his voice muffled as his goatee draped across the koopa's sac. It took little time for James to stuff himself to the base, claws wrapping around Kinneas' thighs and snugly fitting his hips against the cheeks. Koopin watched the sight of his husband's length sliding in which caused him to spurt harder in the mole's gullet, whimpering as the raptor pulled back to feel the sucking clench of anal walls.

"Mmmmmph...damn that's a tight hole you got," James panted, "how old are you Kinneas?"

"Gllrrk, hah, t-twenty-eight," he muttered between sucks.

"Mmmmhhh...about my age when I first made love to Koopin. He was just as tight as you."

Both of the males beneath him blushed red as the sun, the raptor pumping back inside with a firm faster shove as the mole squeaked with a panting gasp. Starting his pace, James grinded his thick meat against Kinneas' walls, flexing into the sweet spots and pushing towards the sides to make him pre even harder.

Koopin was also giving him plenty of milk to drink, watching James fuck harder and faster, the sound of his hips filling the koopa's ears as a hot shuddering filled the room with lustful breath. Koopin tried to tease the mole further with dragging tongue and twisting plucks, sucking the head deeper in the back of his throat as the alien winced with a tightening in his balls.

"That's a good boy," James shivered leaning over him, "ever had a forty-year old inside you like this? Keep sucking my husband, he's always so good to feed our guests, aren't you cutie?"

"M-mmhmm, mmmhhh!" Koopin gulped faster.

"If our buddy here cums, don't swallow alright? You always said to share."

"Mmmhhh!"

Kinneas twitched through his tail hearing this, the slapping force of the older raptor causing the bed to shake with each thrust. Pounding the walls of the mole and scraping against his folds to excite him, James panted like a feral beast against Kinneas' cheek with a dominant shudder, feeling his climax start to peak as he gripped the mole's chest and came driving downwards.

Hard deep thrusts would send them over the edge, first the raptor who punched into the prostate and bucked Kinneas' hips to cause him to deepthroat Koopin. Second was Kinneas who flooded the koopa's cheeks with hot rich mole milk as the husband dared himself not to swallow. Last was Koopin, who so incensed by the heat of their gay bliss, spurted up into Kinneas' mouth as James watched him swallow every drop, filled at both ends with plentiful married seed.

"Good boy," James whispered, "keep it all inside, wouldn't wanna make a mess right?"

"M-mmmrgh, GHRRLH! Mmmmhhh!"

"He tastes good doesn't he? Hot and sweet. Wonder how you taste?"

With a lurid grin he pulled out of his guest, his cock dripping out a soft stream of white raptor jizz that dripped down his thigh and onto Koopin's cheeks. Rolling himself off once he finished swallowing, the mole watched the Kennidons kiss as James pulled Koopin in an embrace.

Koopin's cheeks were filled with cum, that he slowly fed to his husband with soft drooling whimpers, the raptor's snarling breaths filling his throat as he sucked the cream from Koopin's tongue and gulped greedily with him, hands roving each other's naked bodies briefly.

"MMMPH! Haaaah..." Koopin pulled back with a line of spit between them. "Wow...th-that was...lovely."

"Always is with you," James kissed his head then looked to Kinneas, "how's that for a friendly welcome?"

"It...woah," the mole gasped sitting back, "that was...definitely one of the nicest welcomes I've had."

"Glad to hear," the koopa crawled up beside him, "we don't normally do this sort of thing but-"

"You're cute and sexy," James shrugged sitting the other side, "we don't get a chance to hang out with an alien often nowadays so...why not have a little fun?"

"I'm glad to hear," Kinneas sighed between them, "that was...that felt really good, thanks for letting me unwind a bit."

"No problem," the raptor swung his arm behind the mole's head, "we can take it easy, don't have to report you to the king just yet."

"Report? That sounds severe."

"Don't worry," Koopin nuzzled the mole's chest, "it's just a little formality, we'll sort you out through it."

"And if you have to stay for a little longer," James grinned, "maybe you wanna taste me and feel Koopin instead?"

"James, come on we just finished!"

"I'm not hearing a no, how about next time you share my milk with him?"

"You-..u-um!"

Koopin blushed hotly with a throb in his dripping cock, the mole chuckling as he sat back against the headrest and just savoured the heat of the married couple. He was definitely going to need a shower again, with perhaps another show for the Kennidons to enjoy...or attend.