Date: Tue, 22 May 2007 23:41:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: Janus Em <oxomoco@yahoo.com>
Subject: Gay Celebrity Knights of the Old Republic: Carth Loves Revan part 2

Star Wars Knights of the Old Republic belongs to
George Lucas' Star Wars universe. This is only fiction
and not any indication of the sexual leanings of the
characters involved. Avoid the story if you are not
interested in love and sex between men, or if you are
not 18 or older.

Note:  This story takes place after Revan and Carth
infiltrate the Sith Academy on Korriban in search of
the final star map.

Carth Loves Revan part 2
by
Janus Em

Purple and Orange hues filled the dusk sky of
Korriban.  A dry cool wind swept up the plateau where
Carth stood overlooking the usually stark landscape.
The cliffs, jutting rocks, and ancient statues carved
from the natural stone towers all radiated from the
light of the bright sun setting off into distance.
Boots on pebbles notified him that someone was
approaching.  He didn't have to turn around to know it
was Revan.  The Jedi stood behind him facing off into
the beauty of the sky beyond Carth. The breeze cooled
the heat heavy air stirring in the dust below their
feet.  Carth tried to remember a time when he was
completely at peace, a time when his mind wasn't
burdened with so much.  He could feel Revan's chin on
his shoulder, his arms enveloping him pulling him
closer.  Carth let his head fall back onto Revan's
head as the Jedi kissed his neck.

"We're almost done."  Revan whispered into Carth's
ear.  "The last star map is in Naga Sadow's tomb, I
can feel it."

Carth remained silent.  Although, he too was pleased
and relieved that the final piece of the map was
within their grasp, thoughts of his son Dustil raced
through his mind.  He couldn't help but feel guilty
that his shortcomings as a father lead to his son's
struggles growing up on war torn Telos, and turning to
the dark side.  He had said his final goodbye to
Dustil on the docking bay just outside Dreshdae
moments ago.  They booked passage for his son on the
large transport ship that would take him home to Telos
by way of Coruscant.  The ship would leave first thing
in the morning, not soon enough for Carth.  The sooner
his son was away from the evil of the Sith, the safer
he would be.

 "What's wrong?" Revan asked as Carth continued to
resist him.

"I saw you talking to Dustil before he boarded the
transport ship."  Carth broke free of Revan's hold and
turned to confront him.  "Why did you tell him to seek
out the Jedi Council on Coruscant?"

"Carth," Revan began.  "You saw for yourself.  The
Force is strong in him, he'll make a fine Jedi."

"Revan!  I don't want him to be a Jedi.  I want him to
go home to Telos.  I want him to be there when I go
home.  I don't want him trekking through the galaxy
risking his life.  I've just found him.  I don't want
to lose him again.  As a Jedi, he'll be at constant
risk."

"You can't plan your son's life for him.  He is a
Force adept.  He needs to be trained on how to use it.
 Without the guidance of the Jedi Council, there is no
telling what dark path his power will take him."
Revan moved to Carth.  "I wanted to help him."

Carth looked out into the horizon again collecting his
thoughts before turning to back to Revan.  "This
planet is affecting you.  The dark side is strong
here, and you're giving in to it. Today in the Tomb of
Ajunta Pall, you had the chance to persuade him back
to the light side, but you didn't do it. You let his
spirit wallow in agony for who knows how many more
millennia."

Revan backed away, confused by Carth's concerns at
this point of their long journey, so close to its end.
"I have to go, Carth. Master Uthar is waiting for me.
We're almost done here.  None of this matters!  We'll
be gone soon."

"All of it matters.  Everything you do, matters.
Don't forget that."  Carth moved past him then
stopped. "I love you.  But don't forget all that we've
gone through, all that we still have to face.  Don't
forget any of it." With that Carth made his way into
the Sith Academy.

Revan tried to think over all that Carth had said, but
nothing seemed to matter except his meeting with
Uthar.  The inevitable confrontation he would have
with the Sith master he knew he could defeat.  He
followed Carth into the Academy, but as Carth made his
way to their living quarters, he sought out the Sith
lord.  As he stood in front of the gray, sallow man,
he could feel his arrogance, knew the man
underestimated him.  The two agreed to meet the next
morning at the Tomb of Naga Sadow.  He was ready to
overcome and conquer whatever it was the Sith lord
would throw at him.  His blood felt alive with the
energy of the Force, exhilarated that everything was
coming together.  He walked back to his living
quarters eager to find Carth.  An excitement surged
through him, an excitement he never experienced
before.  It was a mix of the anticipation of the
oncoming battle, and the excitement of knowing the
last star map was finally within their grasp. He
quickened his steps to seek his lover's hold. He
needed to feel Carth in his hands, smell his familiar
scent, and take the pleasures from his body.

He entered the living quarters he and Carth were
assigned when they first entered the Sith Academy to
find Carth in their bed, sleeping.  He slipped out of
the Sith robes he wore then slide into the warm bed
next to Carth.  The excitement was overpowering.  He
had to release it.

He wanted to express this overwhelming passion with
Carth.  He pulled his lover in closer.  Carth
resisted, but Revan could neither hear nor see
anything but his own desire that he needed to satiate.
 His skin burned with a fiery lust.  He knew Carth
could feel the heat coming off his body, yet he just
pushed Revan back.  It was too much to bear, Revan
needed someone.  He couldn't sleep, couldn't let his
mind rest.  Passion, the one emotion he let linger
within him, was now raging like a caged beast growling
to be released.  He slipped out of the bed, quietly
putting on a cloak over his naked body.  Before making
any move to leave the room, he stopped at the entrance
waiting for Carth to say something, but he only lie
quietly, clearly falling into an exhausted, deep
sleep.

With that Revan moved through the halls of the Academy
with Jedi speed until he reached the large metal doors
leading to the desert beyond.  The young cadet on duty
quickly straightened his stand at the approaching
Jedi.  Revan peered into the other man's eyes.  He
mustered all the power of the Force within him.

"I need to leave the Academy...  You will open the
doors for me^Å"

The cadet struggled to resist, but only briefly. "You
need to leave...  I will open the doors for you..."

Revan was out of the Academy making his way in
blinding speed to the docking bay that held the
transport ship.  By now he was seething, his blood
boiling.  His erection moved from side to side rubbing
against his cloak.  He opened it up.  His genitals
pulsed in the night breeze as he crossed the stretch
of land to the Dreshdae port entrance.  He concealed
himself once more as he moved through the corridor in
a blur, weaving in and out of the people who still
walked about the port even at this hour.  He bypassed
the enclosed docking bay making his way outside.  The
large transport ship was docked beyond the covered
hangars of the Dreshdae port sitting in one of the
open-air bays.  In the cool blue of the moonlight, the
old ship appeared to be sturdier and more space
worthy.  Dockworkers were still loading the cavernous
cargo hold.  He waited, impatiently for the right
moment.

His heart quickened its pace realizing the ease with
which he would get into the ship to find the room he
wanted.  A lone worker remained outside the ship while
a team moved a load of crates into the hold.  Within
moments the worker left the computer terminal where he
stood and entered the ship.  Revan ran up to the
terminal and easily logged into it.  On the screen in
front of him, a map of the ships interior was
revealed.  The passenger manifest further revealed the
deck and room where Dustil Onasi was staying.

Revan moved into the cargo hold.  Lights far above his
head gave off little light in the large storage area.
It was easy to hide in the darkness between the
crates.  He ran from one stack of cargo to another,
until he got to the elevator that would take him to
the upper floors where the passengers were booked. He
moved through the empty halls of the sixth deck
checking the numbers on the doors until he found the
room of the younger Onasi.  The lock on Dustil's cabin
door was easy enough to manipulate open.  Once inside,
Revan quietly approached Dustil who slept soundly in
his bed.  Revan listened to Dustil's slow and steady
breathing.  He reached out to Dustil trying to get
inside his to head to see what the man was dreaming.
Dustil stirred in his sleep then violently threw the
covers from the bed.  His body rolled into the air to
land in the corner of the mid-sized room.  The red
light saber concealed under the covers came to life as
he stood defensively facing the Jedi at the end of his
bed.

"What are you doing here?" Dustil seethed.

"I want you."  Revan leered at Dustil who wore on a
pair of shorts. "I need to have you^Å  You will give
in..."  Revan said just above a whisper, again
utilizing his control of the Force.

"Nice try^ÅJedi!" Dustil lashed out.

"A challenge."  Revan stated flatly. "This will be
fun."

"Get out!"  Dustil shouted.

"You're mine." Revan dropped his cloak to reveal his
naked body, penis fully erect.

"You think you're the first?"  Dustil spat out,
"Remember where I grew up, Jedi.  Alone on a planet
devastated by the war you and Malak brought to it.  I
fought off scum like you on a daily basis!"

"Not like me." Revan warned.

"You can have it, if you can get it!" Dustil snapped
back.

Dustil closed his eyes letting the anger collect in
him, fueled by the memories of his lonely,
hungry-stricken childhood in filth.  He called forth
the power of the dark side extending his left arm.
Bolts of lightening shot from his hand in a dazzling
streak aimed at Revan.

Without hesitation, Revan held out his hand collecting
the energy of the Force into his palm.  He maneuvered
the brilliant bolts of light into a ball then let it
dissipate into the air around him.   Dustil let out an
angry scream then lurched across the room wielding his
light saber.  Revan released an intense, pounding
onslaught of air that caught Dustil and threw him back
crashing against the wall with a loud slam.  He fell
to the floor stunned.  Revan walked slowly to him.
The young man leaned against the wall with a moan
struggling to stand.  He held out his hand pulling his
light saber up from the floor where it landed.  But
before he could draw it out, Dustil found himself
encased in a field of energy unable to move.

Revan was at his side. "I've got you."

Dustil could make no move nor utter any response until
the energy field ebbed away.  Revan grabbed him by the
wrist pushing him onto the bed landing his body
squarely over the young man's.  He nuzzled the back of
Dustil's neck gyrating his erection into his round
supple buttocks.

"Get off me!"  Dustil shouted.

Revan moved one arm around the struggling man's neck
while ripping off his clothing with the other hand.
Revan's erection ached from desire, but he savored the
moment moving his hand up and down Dustil's smooth,
tight back.

Dustil tried again in vain to push the Jedi off him,
but the Jedi was like a stone heavily weighing him
down.  Revan used his knees to pry apart Dustil's
legs.  Dustil cried out as memories of his life on war
ravaged Telos ran through his mind.  He remembered the
different men who had done this very thing to him over
the years after they promised him safety from the
disease and starvation that plagued their planet.  The
smell of their stale, drunken breaths in his face came
rushing back to him.

"No!"  He shouted in vain.

"Relax, just relax."

Revan spat into his hand then moved it between
Dustil's ass cheeks into his anus.  Dustil felt
Revan's finger entering him, moving in and out.  At
first he felt a blunt pressure but then as the head of
Revan's penis made its way inside him, Dustil let out
another scream.  The blunt pressure turned into sharp,
agonizing waves of pain.  It felt as if a knife were
thrust inside him.  He knew he had to relax his body,
experience told him to let go or the pain would
continue.  He eased his body trying to relax, hoping
the pain would diminish.  Revan pumped him with easy,
slow movements.  He could feel Revan's balls slamming
against his ass with each thrust.

Dustil let out a sighed of relief as he realized the
pain was giving way to a pleasure he had long
forgotten.  Of the one man on Telos who had helped
him, who brought him back from the brink of starvation
and encouraged him to seek out the Sith Academy here
on Korriban.

Revan kissed the back of his neck.  He released Dustil
from the chokehold and ran his fingers through
Dustil's hair.  Dustil felt himself slipping, his
anger subsiding.  He felt wave after wave of the Force
emanating from the man on top of him. He had never
been this close to anyone who could manipulate the
Force in such a way. It was intoxicating. He turned
his head, found the Jedi's lips, and kissed him.

Revan fell into ecstasy at the tightness of the young
man.  He plowed his penis deeper and deeper into him,
urged on by the kiss.  He wanted every inch of his
penis to take in the pleasure of Dustil.  With a gasp,
Dustil lifted his hips.  Revan took the queue and
pumped his hips even faster and faster.  His breathing
matched the pace of his grinding in steady fast, slow,
then fast pumps.  Revan rubbed his face into Dustil's
hair, lost in his all consuming passion.  He rammed
into Dustil with everything he had impaling the young
man with each thrust driving his fingers deeper into
his hips pulling him in closer and closer. Revan
reveled in the ach, his mind gone.  Nothing but his
desire existed.  Faster and deeper he moved into
Dustil until he could take it no more and he released
his orgasm into the panting young man.

The two naked men remained quiet in the bed
momentarily before Revan moved to get up. Dustil sat
up and leaned against the wall keeping his eyes on
Revan as he put on his cloak.

"Now what?"  He asked the Jedi.

Revan looked back at Dustil. "Go to Telos.  You're
father will be there when he can."

Dustil let out a doubtful breath.  "My father will be
there `when he can.'  And just when will that be?  ^Åin
a year, in two years?  What am I supposed to do until
then?  Whore myself out to any man with another empty
promise?" Dustil paused. "No, I won't be going back
there.  I can't^Å at least not until things change.
I'll stay in Coruscant.  I'll seek the advice of the
Jedi Council."

"There is too much anger in you still."   Revan
lowered his head and shook it. "There is too much
anger in me still.  I never should have come here."
He looked back to the naked man.  "I'm sorry."

"Keep your apology." Dustil threw back at him.

Revan turned to leave Dustil's room.  Carth had been
right.  The Sith planet was strongly affecting him.
He could feel the dark power of the Force all around
him needling its way into his consciousness.

He turned back to Dustil. "The Jedi Council will see
the anger in you.  Let them know you're aware of it
that you're struggling to overcome it. They can help
you, but it will be a constant battle.  Be prepared."

With that he left Dustil's cabin unsure of what to do
next, of how he would do in a few short hours against
Master Uthar and the temptations of what would lay in
the Tomb of Naga Sadow, of what he would eventually
have to tell Carth.

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