Culgan: *He had been reading in the library's back room today... Well not anymore. Seed had walked in a couple of minutes ago... And Culgan was feeling evil today. Right now, he had Seed leaning against a bookshelf and was passionately kissing him...*

Seed: //Mmph, Culgan... what the hell are you... Who cares!!!// *He wrapped his arms around the silver-haired general's shoulders and leaned back. He bit Culgan's lips a little to tease him a bit. Who cared if they were in the library? This room was rarely used by others than Culgan...*

Culgan: *He smiled mischievously, pulled off Seed's white coat and started working with his pants. He pulled Seed's pants lower, then slid his hand between the younger general's legs. He started to stroke the half-erect member, causing Seed to moan silently.* That's not all my dear, just wait... *He grinned and knelt down, taking the tip of the erection to his mouth...*

Klaus: *He entered the quiet library, wondering if Culgan would be in the back room like usual. He had just been given some papers by his father to give to Culgan. It was rare that Kiba would want to contact Culgan directly and not through Solon Jhee, but Klaus knew that everyone trusted Culgan's ability more than Solon's. Walking to the back of the large library, through the shelves, the pretty brunet strategist knocked softly on the door to the back room.*

Culgan: *Seed moaned and tugged his hair as he continued to fondle the younger general... //Hmm... did I hear something... Ah, probably not...// A few books dropped off the shelf when Seed moved a little, hitting the floor.*

Klaus: *He heard books falling.* Sir Culgan? *He turned the knob, wondering what was going on. //.................!!// Freezing right where he stood in the door way, Klaus let his usually-closed eyes widen in shock. Seed was half naked... with Culgan kneeling before him, suckling at his sex. Although he was yet a virgin, Klaus knew right away what he had walked into.* ...E-e-e-excuse me, Sir Culgan. H-h-here are papers from m-m-my father... *He stammered a little, failing to keep up his usual cool demeanor.*

Seed: ...What the...?!!!! *He pushed Culgan away and pulled up his pants* Klaus?! You... are... so... dead!! I'm... going to beat you black and blue... just you wait... *he hissed, fire in his eyes. He walked to the door and grabbed Klaus by his shoulder.*

Culgan: //Klaus... So I did hear something after all... Hmm....// *He walked to the door and closed it.* Seed, calm down, that is not necessary... Seed! *Calmly, he grabbed Seed's hand and pulled him away. He smiled to the young strategist.* Klaus...

Klaus: Y-y-yes, Sir Culgan? If you will excuse me... I'm sorry for walking in... *He looked down, his white face blushed pink. He was afraid of Seed, but he was even more afraid of what Culgan might do. After all, Seed was easy to read. Nervously, he reached for the doorknob.*

Seed: *It was not hard to see how angry he was... his eyes had turned dark now.* Damn you, Culgan! Just let me... *He moved away from the older man, staring at the young strategist.* Oh no, Klaus. You are NOT going anywhere!! I'm so going to...! You know, I normally like you, but this was a BIT too much! I'll make you regret that you ever came in here...

Culgan: Seed, didn't I tell you to calm down... Hmm... *He smiled, his eyes studying the young strategist.* No need to get violent, Seed... There are other ways...

Klaus: ......I am r-really sorry. But I did knock... *He slowly regained his composure, still nervous but not stuttering as badly now. He looked from Culgan to Seed, his purple eyes still half-downcast.*

Seed: Oh, did you really? Culgan, just let me beat him... *He looked at Culgan, then looked at Klaus again.* Okay?

Culgan: *He shook his head, looking very calm as usual.* No Seed... You don't have to beat him. There are other things we can do... *His smile turned into a mischievous one again.* Klaus, please sit down... *He took the papers from the young strategist, then took his hand gently and led him to sit on the chair he usually used himself.*

Klaus: *He knew that it would be no use to struggle against Culgan. At least, the man was calm. He followed obediently and sat down on the cushioned chair, nervously touching the armrests.* What will you do, Sir Culgan? ...I do promise not to tell. It is not my interest to spread gossips.

Seed: *His eyes followed the two.* ...Culgan? What are you up to now? Can't I just... *He sighed and went to pick up his coat from the floor.* You know, this is ridiculous. We should just...

Culgan: *He smiled to the redhead, nodding at the strategist.* We could teach him a couple of things... if you know what I mean... *He walked behind the chair and placed his hands on Klaus' shoulders gently.* Mind helping me with his clothes?

Klaus: *He was definitely smart enough to pick up the connotation from Culgan's tone and words. Looking up incredulously at the silver-haired general, he went back to stuttering again.* S-Sir Culgan, y-y-you can't mean... *He began to squirm, almost getting out of the chair.*

Culgan: *He leaned down and kissed Klaus on the forehead, his hands starting to work on the young man's clothes.* Yes, I do mean that, if that's what you're wondering...

Seed: Culgan...? *He smiled when he realized what the other general was talking about.* Oh yes... that might... work better than beating him... *He walked to the chair, knelt down and started to take off Klaus' shoes.*

Klaus: Sirs!! *He raised his voice just a little; it wasn't very loud, since he was afraid to draw attention of who might be in the library. He struggled with more vigor now, trying to get away. However, he was in an awkward position, and he could not get out of the two sets of hands over him.* Please, do stop this. I... I'm a v-virgin. *He tried pleading to their conscience.*

Culgan: *Carefully, he pulled off the young strategist's shirt and threw it on the floor.* Klaus, I promise this will not hurt... Just relax... *He smiled warmly, leaning closer to kiss the young man.*

Klaus: *He turned his face away, his hands flying up to push Culgan's shoulders.* Sir Culgan, please......!

Seed: *He grinned and pulled down the brunette's pants.* Hey, it's not like we're raping you here, Klaus... You know, Culgan can be very gentle... I should know. And after you walked in here to see what we were doing, you know damn well WHY exactly I'm saying that, you little... *He looked up at Klaus' face.* You know, I hate being interrupted when... *He leaned down to kiss the strategist's knee.*

Klaus: *He let out a small shriek when his pants was yanked down. He was no coward, but yet, he was still a youngster and a virgin. Information and reality were different things, and he was scared to death at the notion of having two men rape him. Shivering a little, he kept on pushing away at Culgan, and at the same time, nudging his legs to avoid Seed's kisses. If he were any more experienced, he wouldn't have done the latter. His legs were open now.*

Culgan: *He took off the rest of Klaus' clothes and knelt beside the chair.* Relax... I promise you will like this... *He started kissing the young strategist's shoulders, moving his hands to caress the pale chest.*

Seed: *He smiled a bit evilly. Yes, Klaus was inexperienced for sure. The strategist meant every word when he said that he was a virgin...* Klaus... Hey, stay still, I don't want to hurt you. You don't know what's happening? But I do, and so does Culgan. Just... *He run his hand up Klaus' leg, from his ankle to his thigh.* ...relax now...

Klaus: Waa....!! *He cried out, tears rimming his eyes. His pride bit at him, making him purse his lips and try to calm down, to reason with his companions. It proved too difficult, and he just sat there, shaking and swallowing the sobs. If anything, he'd just be a cold fish... it would save his pride just a little. He did his best to ignore the hands.*

Culgan: Klaus... calm down... *He kissed the brunette on the lips gently. His hands wandered lower still caressing the smooth chest, finally stopping to play with the small nubs.*

Seed: *He moved his hand a little, starting to fondle Klaus' member. He stroke it carefully, with a self-confident smile on his face.*

Klaus: *His slender shoulders jumped, but he stayed put, biting his lips to shut out the touch. As Seed's hand closed over his crotch and began to tease, he let out a shaky breath. Each tweak upon his nipples made him arch against the chair. The stimulation was unbelievable. He seldom pleased himself, and when he did, it was only to mechanically calm his body down. Culgan and Seed were so much more experienced, that their caresses made him lose his control easily.* Aaaaahh.... *He whimpered tearfully, starting to sob and squirm from fear and arousal.*

Seed: *He grinned again. Klaus was so easy to please... //Poor young strategist...// He continued fondling the now half-erect member. He lifted his face and looked at Culgan, smiling mischievously.* Say, what more could we do...?

Culgan: *He glanced at Seed quickly, pleased to see the redhead was doing a fine job.* You're doing fine... and you could take that a little further... *He lifted his face a bit and smiled to the young strategist.* Better now? I promised it wouldn't hurt... *He kissed Klaus on the lips again, then moved lower, kissing the young man's neck, then advancing down to the chest. He kissed the small nubs gently, playfully nibbling with his teeth.*

Klaus: No, no, no... *He shook his head more frantically now, jolting as his sex was fondled. He tried fighting back for real, but his body soon slackened from the stimulations given. No matter how much he tried to push away, a small nibble or a nick of the fingertip would swipe away the power from his limbs.* Ahn... ah... ahhh... *Moaning through his sobs, he sagged against the backrest and just writhed there. His feet occasionally kicked at the carpet, unable to stay put as he was brought to full erection.*

Culgan: *He lifted his face and smiled to Seed.* Hmm, what if... *He picked Klaus up gently and sat down in the chair, pulling the young strategist to sit on his lap. He grinned to the other general and moved his hands back to the smooth chest, continuing to caress the sensitive nubs.*

Seed: *He smiled at Culgan.* Ah, of course... Well. Now... *He took the tip of the organ into his mouth and starting to suck gently.*

Klaus: Aaah!! *He shuddered as warm mouth enveloped his member. His hands immediately went to Seed's head to push him away, but he only ended up running his fingers through the fine red hair. Huffing and weeping, he lost strength and lay his back against Culgan's chest, squirming and shaking his head.* Ahn... ah... please, no... *He whispered softly, breaking into small mews.*

Culgan: *He smiled to Klaus' desperate attemps, still continuing to caress the hard nub. He run his right hand down the lithe body... Gently, he slid a finger between the young strategist's buttocks.*

Seed: *He continued sucking, a bit harder now... Klaus was squirming, but he didn't care. Culgan would hold the young man still...*

Klaus: Ahnn... mm!? *He arched back tensely, whimpering when Culgan's finger pressed along his backside. He knew what it was headed for. With a desperate little sob, he tried to get away from the silver-haired man's lap. However, the insistent suckling by Seed upon his sex pushed him to the brink, and he began to tremble weakly in strains of nearing release.* Sir S-seed... no... no... ahh... *His hands running over Seed's hair began moving more frantically but powerlessly.*

Seed: *He grinned in his mind, while sucking harder and carefully stroking the base of the organ. Klaus was so easy... He would probably come soon.*

Culgan: *Smiling evilly, he pressed his finger against the small opening.* Just relax now, Klaus... *Gently, he pushed the finger in. Being very experienced, he knew exactly how to touch the young strategist to please him the most...*

Klaus: No...... *He writhed weakly, feeling the long digit probe into him. It didn't hurt, but he wanted to push out the alien feeling. Culgan's finger slid smoothly against his inner lining, ignoring the tightness and reaching deeper into him. Seed's ministrations kept him from gathering enough strength to tighten his opening to keep the finger out. While he moaned and bucked sorrowfully, the ball of the digit pressed against a certain spot inside.* Aaahh!! *He cried out sharply, seeing sparks of white in his vision. His lithe body broke into convulsions, shaking against Culgan's chest. His legs were tense to Seed's sides, knees bucking up. Before he realized what was happening, he had begun releasing into Seed's mouth.* Ahnn...!!

Seed: *He was still sucking, when he realized Klaus gave up... //My my my... well, boys... what can you expect...// He glanced up to see the young strategist's face. Klaus looked like he was being tortured with pleasure.*

Culgan: *He could feel Klaus' reactions. He grinned to Seed.* Very good, Klaus... Now... *Skillfully, he continued moving his finger, pressing against the sensitive spots. His other hand kept caressing the young strategist's chest. He smiled and started kissing Klaus' neck.*

Klaus: No... m-more.. please... *He whimpered, jolting a bit every time Culgan pressed against the bundles of nerves from over the inner lining. He was indeed being tortured; he was being coaxed into reactions he'd never have given in other occasions. He couldn't remember ever weeping and begging for the another to stop anything. His hands fell to his sides from Seed's head and his head rolled back to Culgan's shoulder. Mewing quietly, he stared up powerlessly at the ceiling, letting tears slide down his cheeks.*

Seed: *He waited until Klaus had fully released, then raised his head, still fondling Klaus' thighs gently. He smiled and licked his lips.* That was... interesting, don't you think, Culgan? But, I don't think I'm going to let him go that easily... I like to keep my privacy, thank you. So... what now?

Culgan: *He stopped moving his hand for a while, looking at Seed.* Well, we could let him go now. But indeed... Why should we let him go? *He smiled evilly.* He must be punished... So... *He raised his hand and swetp away tears from Klaus' eyes.* I think we could teach him a few things...

Klaus: *Flinching at Culgan's hand upon his face, he turned his face away from it.* ...W-W-What more d-do you w-want? I... I... *He bit his lower lip, not sobbing any more.*

Culgan: Ah, nothing more than give you pleasure, Klaus... *He smiled evilly to Seed* You see, Klaus... You told us you're a virgin. We think you need someone to teach you...

Klaus: I don't... I don't... *He shook his head, finally speaking without catching again.* ...You are with Sir Seed. How can you do this to me...?

Culgan: *He smiled to the red-haired general* Yes... So how about I let Seed answer that...

Seed: *He glanced at Culgan, then looked at Klaus. For a few seconds, he looked a bit angry, but then the angriness was replaced with an evil smile.* Oh yeah... Culgan's with me. He was, right when you stumbled in... *He looked Klaus in the eyes. The redhead's eyes were half-calm, half-fiery.* I'm not letting you go. Not until you learn what... *he leaned down to kiss Klaus' knee* ...you interrupted earlier. Then you'll know why I'm so damn angry at you. Does this sound logical enough, my little strategist?

Klaus: ...... *He gave Seed a sad glare, amethyst-hue eyes moist.* I would have left soon enough and never spoken a word to anyone...

Seed: Is that so... Guess what? I don't believe you...

Culgan: *He touched Klaus' face gently* Well, I'd guess you are telling the truth. But... We can't just let you go after interrupting us like that. And this hurts a lot less than letting Seed beat you up... So don't be so afraid. We will only teach you what it is about... *He kissed the young strategist's neck again*

Klaus: No..... *He could only think of one more step in this "activity" left. Knowing instinctively that Culgan meant to take him for real, he swallowed hard. He used what strength he could gather to finally wrench away from Culgan's lap, stumbling over Seed but managing to stagger toward the door. He was stark naked, but with luck, he'd take a curtain from the library before anyone saw him. With that thought, he desperately reached for the knob.*

Seed: ¤%&/ !!! *In a blink of an eye, he was up on his feet again. He turned around, took a few quick steps towards the door and tackled Klaus. He pushed him against the cold floor and raised his hand to slap the boy.*

Culgan: *Quickly, he got up, just in time to grab Seed's hand before he hit the young man* Seed, stop it... I don't want to see you beating him. I have a better idea...

Klaus: *He watched wide-eyed, unable to react as quickly as Seed had. He would have taken the clean-hit of the slap, if it weren't for Culgan. Pinned under Seed, he looked up hopelessly to the two men, struggling on the carpeted floor.* Let me go........

Seed: Don't even think! *He grabbed the young man's hands and hold them down firmly.* I should just... beat you, but oh well, Culgan won't let me! *He shook his head* Do you really want me to hurt you, huh? You know, I wasn't going to, but you really leave me no other choice here...

Culgan: *He placed his hand on Seed's shoulder* Calm down. We don't have to hurt him to make him get the point... *He smiled calmly* Well, while you're holding him like that... why don't we just...

Klaus: *He kicked up viciously, wishing that he had been born strong like his father. He knew that it was useless; he didn't even weigh as much as Seed, who was only a little taller and leanly built. Nevertheless, he continued to twist and kick up, whimpering.* No! I... I'd rather die than... *He spoke tensely, his large-set gaze darting from Culgan to Seed. He didn't want to believe that two of his closer acquaintances would do this to him.*

Culgan: *He smiled evilly* No, Klaus... You're not going to die, and we are indeed going to do this... *He let go of Seed's hand and knelt down to the floor.* Seed, move a little... hold him down...

Seed: Culgan... *He glanced angrily at the silver-haired general* Just... Aw, damn, we can as well do this your way... *He got up, sitting next to Klaus, still holding the strategist's hands.*

Klaus: *He could only watch nervously, dread filling his pale, delicate face. It had been proven already that the two men could make him react regardless of his wishes. He had heard that the intercourse between two men involved a lot of pain and even blood; he hoped that it would cause him suffering. To react even to penetration... that would be unthinkable.*

Culgan: *He touched Klaus' face gently, sliding his hand down the young man's body* Don't be so scared now... I promise you will like this... *He grinned, leaning down to kiss the strategist. He then lifted his face* Seed, hold him down... but make sure he likes this...

Seed: Oh, sure. *He smiled a little, holding Klaus' hands and upper body down. He knew what Culgan was about to do next... Klaus looked terrified. He looked at Culgan, then Klaus again and grinned. //Damn, that is pathetic. Poor boy has no idea what Culgan is going to do... Aw, he thinks it's gonna hurt... Oh well...// He leaned down and kissed the boy's shoulder.*

Klaus: *He strained vainly to Seed's hold, anticipating the painful thrust, the length filling him, any second. He had no idea how large Culgan would be, but from how the single finger had felt, he guessed that he would tear and bleed from it.* Stop...

Culgan: *He shook his head, smiling. He could see that Klaus was very afraid. But Culgan was a gentle lover. He moved so that he was between Klaus' legs, nudging the legs apart gently.* Just relax now... We won't hurt you. *He smiled to Seed, placing his hand on the strategist's member and started to stroke gently.*

Seed: *He smiled a bit evilly, leaning down to kiss Klaus' chest. He took a nipple into his mouth, licking it softly, while he caressed the strategist's side with his free hand.*

Klaus: Yaa... *He cried out softly, kicking at the floor and trying to buck away from Culgan's hand. He heaved mildly as his body warmed up once again. His dark hair was a disarray on the floor, his white body a contrast to the reddish carpet.*

Seed: *He kissed the boy's neck, while tweaking upon the pink nub lightly with his fingers. He continued kissing, leaving a few marks on the young strategist's white skin.*

Culgan: *He grinned as the member in his hand started becoming hard again.* See now, it's not that bad... *He continued fondling Klaus with his right hand, while raising his left hand to his lips. He licked his finger, wetting them carefully and then moved his hand between the young strategist's buttocks again, pushing his index finger inside.*

Klaus: Aaaah! *He arched his bottom off of the floor, straining with his knees. With his hands captive in Seed's grip, he could only struggle minimally. The finger sank deep like the last time, glazing his weak spot with accuracy. With a choked cry of mortification, he shivered and flopped back down on the floor, his feet sliding on the knitted texture of the carpet. The ministrations given all over his body completely overcame his senses; sobbing in defeat, he squirmed and panted shallowly.*

Culgan: Much better... *He smiled warmly, his eyes studying Seed's actions on pleasuring the younger man. He pushed another finger in, carefully preparing the young strategist.*

Klaus: *He whimpered like a hurt kitten, the second finger's pressure causing him mild pain. The warm palm over his sex forced him to become lax and take the digits, so that they probed him deeply. He felt penetrated, invaded.* Ahhh... *He sniffled and moaned, his puckered nipple and erect member not allowing him respite from the bliss.*

Culgan: Very good.... *Slowly, he inserted another finger in. Klaus was a virgin, so he'd have to prepare him properly before even thinking of taking this any further. He leaned closer to kiss the tip of the erection, while moving his fingers skillfully.*

Seed: Not bad, Culgan... *He moved his head, kissing Klaus' neck, then chin, and finally, his lips.*

Klaus: Mmm...! *His hips bucked up to Culgan's mouth, moving with mind of their own. His lips were parted, free for Seed to suckle and tease with his tongue. Again pushed near the brink, he squirmed in pleasure, almost mindless except for the shame visible in his half-lidded eyes. His inside began to contract, the reactive motion alien to him. The soft lining gently engulfed Culgan's fingers, fluttering as if to welcome the invasion.* Ahnnn... mm.... a... *He breathed out mews, half of the dragged sweet sound muffled by Seed's kisses.*

Seed: *He raised his head a little to look at Culgan, then pressed his lips against Klaus' again. He sucked the parted lips playfully, trying to get the boy to respond to the kissing. Shifting into a better position, he let go of the strategist's hands, sliding his now free right hand under the brunette's head.*

Culgan: *He lifted his face and looked at Seed, smiling.* Ah... I think he's ready now... *He withdrew his fingers, moving his hand to caress the erect member. With his other hand he took off his pants a little. He drew Klaus closer, spreading the strategist's legs a bit more, and thrust in slowly.*

Klaus: *Even though his hands were freed, he could not do much. He raised his arms to push Seed away, but he was weak. And as he weakly tried to turn away from the kiss...* Mmmmm!!! *He was penetrated by Culgan's member. The advance was slow, yet that only added to the vivid sensation. Tears welled in his wide-open eyes as he felt his body opening up for the silver-haired man. He arched and whimpered into the redhead's lips, helplessly taking in Culgan.*

Seed: *He leaned closer, caressing the brunette's chest while kissing him passionately. He moved his hand on the soft skin, feeling how the boy's body was shivering.*

Culgan: *He continued thrusting, enjoying the tightness around his member. He was careful as always, making sure that his partner enjoyed every part of this... His hand resumed stroking Klaus, skillfully caressing the length.*

Klaus: *He felt suffocated by the hard length inside his body; yet, as the thrusting turned rhythmical and his body accommodated, he became more sensitive to the fondling upon his sex than the discomfort of being filled. Sobbing softly into Seed's mouth, he began to thrust back to Culgan, not for the stimulation inside but to the hand at his crotch. He was spilling precum again, almost climaxing despite everything.*

Culgan: Hmm, let's finish this now, shall we... *He watched Seed kissing the young man. He kept thrusting in the steady rhythm, skillfully pressing against the sensitive spots, while his hand continued fondling the length. He smiled as he felt the wetness.*

Seed: *He licked Klaus' lips and chin, while glancing Culgan quickly. //Okay, that's it... A little more, and the boy is done. He'll cry out pretty loudly, I guess... Better if I...// He pressed his lips against Klaus' again, thus efficiently silencing him.*

Klaus: *He moaned in his throat, muffled sound coming out sweet and without power. His lithe body rocked with Culgan's movement, his arms thrown to his sides on the carpet. His whole body was trembling, his inner tract clamping tightly against the man. Scalding sensation inside led to gradual heat of bliss, and he pumped with more earnesty. With a louder moan silenced by Seed, he strained pitifully on the floor and wetted Culgan's hand. //I... ahhh.....!!// He twitched in orgasm, lost to the moment.*

Culgan: Good boy... that's better. *He smiled, very pleased. Slowly, he withdrew his member and got his clothes back on. It wasn't hard for him to stop now, being a calm man. Besides, he could take Seed later...*

Seed: *Knowing that Klaus would be quiet now, he gave the boy a quick kiss on the forehead and sat up. Smiling, he caressed the strategist's shoulder tenderly.* Now... How are you feeling, Klaus? Tired? Or just... very pleased?

Klaus: *He lay limp, sniffling and panting shallowly from the afterthroes. His orgasm subsided slowly in comparison to how it had crashed over his senses, the fluttering of his inside lingering for a while. He was so spent; he couldn't move a muscle in his body by will. //I am no longer...//* ...I...... *He went back to weeping sorrowfully.*

Seed: *He looked at the older general* ...so, what now?

Culgan: *He glanced at Seed, then to Klaus* Hmm, we'd better clean him up a bit... And I think he needs rest. Gather his clothes, we can take him to my apartment...

Klaus: *He wasn't listeing to the two men. Absorbed in tears, he tired himself out completely and slackened to a post-coital sleep. It was more like fainting.*

Seed: *He took of his jacket* Here, let's put this around him... *He then got up and went to gather Klaus' clothes from the floor.*

Culgan: *He smiled to the younger general, and picked Klaus up gently. He waited until Seed found all Klaus' clothing, then left the room carrying the young strategist, heading to his quarters.*