The table was half-empty before Daniel noticed people were leaving the feast, and he broke off his stumbling conversation with the village's Elder to look around in confusion. Though he had had to talk Jack and the rest of SG1 into attending this celebration on PP965, they had seemed to get into the spirit of the occasion without any problem. Certainly the last time he had looked they had been enjoying themselves well enough not to want to go sneaking off.

Half rising, he asked haltingly, "My friends... they left?"

With a broad, genial smile, the wizened, tiny man waved at his world happily. "They enjoy the day!"

"Well, it's certainly one worth enjoying," Daniel mumbled to himself, reluctantly sitting again. Contact had been established on this planet some months ago, and this was one of several visits General Hammon had authorized. Their first had turned up some Druidic texts that alluded to a weapon against the Ga'oul, and Daniel had been allowed to come back to study new ones as The Elder had located them in other villages.

All in all, the entire team was grateful for the excuse to return. PP965 was one of the loveliest planets they had seen, enjoying a climate very like England's on its best soft, summer days. Relaxing in the bright sunshine, Daniel took in a deep breath, wishing he could clearly smell the scent of the blossoming trees around him. Sam, Jack and even Teal'c had commented on it several times, telling him it was reminiscent of mimosa tree flowers.

In fact, the ta'ash trees in the grove housing the celebration were very similar to those natives of Earth, having the same feathery, delicate 'dandelion puffs' for blossoms. The only difference was the color; instead of a heart of deep pink that faded out to white at the tips of the individual filaments, the ta'ash had jeweled hues that covered the spectrum. Most trees had only one color on them - garnet red, amethyst purple - but a few were Technicolor dreams.

Walking through the ta'ash grove with the bright sunshine glowing through them, Daniel thought suddenly, must be like being surrounded by stained glass.

"Ah," The Elder murmured in his own language, patting Daniel on the hand paternally, "You begin to see, do you not, Daniel?" With merry smile, he said jokingly, "I was beginning to wonder if you were *much* older than you look."

Growing more confused, forgetting about the rest of his team momentarily, the linguist turned the words in his head, trying to see what the humor was in them, since The Elder obviously thought he'd said something funny. Not finding anything, he gave a feeble smile. "I just feel old sometimes, sir."

"Well, it cannot help to be sitting here keeping this ancient man company. Go, go, find your companions. Enjoy the day!" The Elder gave a gentle shove to encourage Daniel, then stood. "It is time for me to join the children and other seniors in the caves. See, the ta'a have come!"

At his words, Daniel felt the brush of something petal soft over his cheek and a flicker of motion in one eye. A second later there was another and he clearly saw an insect fly by that looked like a butterfly grafted onto a firefly. It was as brilliantly colored as the flowers around it, and had the wide, fluttering wings of a butterfly, but even in the light of day, a miniscule glow could be easily seen. Suddenly, he grinned: mobile stained glass!

On impulse he reached for one, only to have it elude him with an impertinent jig of its emerald wings. Without thinking, he rose to snatch at it again, and it flitted away, it's light a miniature beacon jeering at him teasingly. Single-mindedly keeping it in sight, ignoring a dozen others just as beautiful and much closer, he chased after it and was soon lost among the trees.

Eventually his target darted into a cloud of its kin, and, moving too quickly to stop himself, Daniel skidded into their midst. Softer than feathers, the insects softly splatted onto him, their wings making his skin tickle and tingle. Laughing at himself, at the sensation, at nothing in particular, the linguist stood with his head back, arms loosely at his side and let them have their way.

Following some obscure natural instinct, the swarm swallowed him, but only for a short time, then released him to drift up into the tops of the ta'ash. Daniel watched them go, a foolish grin on his face, then looked around the grove in bewilderment. In his pursuit, he had become disoriented, and wasn't sure which way the village lay.

Bemusedly, he wandered off in a random direction, idly checking for landmarks. The cultivated trees occupied several hundred acres, in one wide strip that ran along the stream that provided water for the village. All he had to do was find the stream and follow it; besides, it was an absolutely wonderful day to be doing nothing more than taking a stroll.

An indeterminate time later, an off-key hum alerted him to the fact he wasn't the only one enjoying the sunshine. Letting the sound guide him, he found Captain Carter sitting on a broad branch halfway up a large multi-colored tree, one leg swinging idly as she played with a sapphire bloom.

"Sam," he laughed. "How's the weather up there?"

"Why don't you come up and find out for yourself?" Sam shot back, grinning widely.

"No thank you. It took our ancestors millions of years to get out of the trees; I'd hate to put all their hard work to waste."

"I thought studying ancestors was your profession, Dr. Jackson. You should try seeing things from their perspective if you *really* want to understand them." Sam's mood shifted abruptly, and she looked away to the horizon. "Seriously, Daniel, there is a *fantastic* view from up here."

"Can you see the brook?" he asked curiously.

"That way." She waved a languid hand, began swinging her leg and humming again.

"Thanks." With no more than that, he meandered off, dismissing his teammate from mind. A few hundred yards away he did find the stream, and paused to kneel beside it and dangled his hand in the cool currents. Feeling the sun a bit too strongly on his fair skin, he splashed water on his face and neck, sighing at its refreshing touch.

When he stood up again, he was more clear-headed, and surveyed his surroundings again, this time getting a better idea of his location. Still in no hurry, he set off along the bank in the general direction of the village and its stargate. Before long, his way was blocked by a huge grandfather of a tree that stood right on the edge of the stream, branches practically dipping into it, they swept so low.

With a whistle of admiration at not only its size, but at the fantastically red blossoms it bore, Daniel stepped under the guardian limbs and stood next to the trunk, looking up through the leaves and blossoms toward the sky. It was like standing in the heart of a gem, with the leisurely swim of the ta'a adding glints of color as though the stone were being gently turned in a beam of light.

The scent was stronger here, confined as it was by the heavy branches and leaves, and the ground underfoot was covered in a dense layer of fallen blooms. It even sounded beautiful in this hidden spot, with the hushed rustling of leaves and the low murmur of water bubbling over rocks filling the space.

Practically drunk with the impact of the setting, Daniel reeled around the great trunk, almost into Jack and Teal'c. Startled into stumbling back a step, Daniel didn't understand at first what he was seeing a few feet away from him. His two friends were wrapped around each other, Jack almost vanishing into Teal'c massive form, and they were passionately kissing.

With the quick reflexes of the warriors they both were, they looked up from their embrace before Daniel had a chance to recover his footing and retreat. To his amazement, instead of embarrassment or anger, the two of them simply stretched out an arm each and caught him by the wrists.

Without a word they yanked Daniel into their arms, pinning him between them. Off-balance, unable to use his hands, Daniel struggled for a second. "Jack, wh..."

Taking advantage of his open mouth, Jack swooped in and filled it, plundering the warm cavern with arrogant expertise. In shock the linguist froze, letting Teal'c's broad chest support him. Against the small of his back he could feel the Jaffa's erection, digging into him the same way Jack's was digging into his stomach.

O'Neill released his mouth, but Teal'c caught Daniel by the chin and turned his head to covered the smaller man's lips with his own. Stunned, Daniel didn't return this kiss, either, though the luscious flesh caressed and coaxed as expertly as Jack's had moments earlier. Then the exposed flesh of his neck was attacked with a hard, sucking love-bite and a surge of incendiary heat roared through Daniel.

Helplessly he moaned around the tongue ravishing him, sagging between the two strong bodies. Teal'c ate the cry hungrily, then let him go, only for O'Neill to take over again. The Jaffa and soldier traded possession of the kiss over and over, assaulting Daniel's neck, shoulder, bare chest, or nipples when deprived of his lips. Lost in a sensual haze, Daniel submitted mindlessly to their appetites.

At some point, while Teal'c nursed at the curve of his throat, huge hands tweaking and pulling his nipples, Daniel looked down the length of his bare body, dazedly wondering when he had been undressed. Jack, fully dressed but with his pants undone, was on his knees in front of him, running delicate fingertips down his abdomen. "Oh, God..." was all he time to utter before Jack swallowed his cock to the root.

Of their own violation, his hips thrust in time to the head bobbing up and down on him, sending bolts of pure desire painfully into his gut. "Oh, God," he tried again, this time the words a warning as his whole body tightened around those searing jolts of sensation. "Gotta, Jack, gotta."

"Yes, Daniel Jackson," Teal'c murmured into his ear, laving the lobe, "Yes. Now." The ecstasy of his coming was blinding, consuming and Daniel's mind dissolved in it, leaving his body for Jack and Teal's use.

He came back to himself some indeterminate time later, laying face down in the Jaffa's lap, the dark column of Teal'c's need rubbing against his face through the open zip of the big man's pants. Feebly he stirred, trying to get some small distance away from it, but there were strong hands on his head, holding him down and two more on his backside doing the same. Regardless he tried to get his hands under himself to lift away, but before he could summon the co-ordination to do so, the damp dabs at his spine resolved themselves into maddening nips that moved all the way to the top of his cleft.

Thumbs delved into the crack and pulled his cheeks apart, exposing the most intimate part of his body to the random caress of the warm afternoon air. Mumbling a protest, he tried once again to move, but Jack told him sternly, "Be still, Daniel." Then a wet, limber invader darted through the clenched portal, prying at it insistently.

Shouting, Daniel quivered under the attack, instinctively spreading his thighs wide and raising his ass as much as he was allowed. Virgin to this loving, to all male loving, he couldn't have been prepared for how intense the sensations would be or how much he would respond to it. Almost instantly erect again, every thought he had drowned under the onslaught of pleasure, and all he could do was shake and clench his hands onto Teal'c's thighs.

Taking advantage of his open-mouthed panting, the head of the Jaffa's shaft found its way past Daniel's lips and began thrusting in and out carefully. Trying not to gag or bite, Daniel clumsily accepted it and the rhythmic pressure that guided him onto the huge rod. The taste and scent were wonderful, a small part of his increasingly disjointed mind decided, and he moaned.

Under him a rumbled agreement vibrated, and Teal'c said something in his own language that could only be approval. At the combined sounds, Jack left his rimming of Daniel's hole, and groaned himself. "Yeah. Yeah! Make him suck it, lover, make him swallow it all."

Before Daniel could protest the loss of O'Neill's attentions, a single hard finger dipped into him, testing the looseness of the guardian ring of muscle. If possible, it was better than what had just been in him, and he tried to rear back onto the digit.

"Want it, Daniel?" Jack crooned. "Want more like this?" Another finger was added, this one covered with something slick and cool. His lover worked the fingers in him briskly, just short of rough. Unable to comment around the tool using his mouth, Daniel could only take the invasion with a chest -deep cry, internal muscles flexing around it.

"Oh, yeah," Jack said approvingly, "Going to fill you, Danny boy, me and Teal'c from both ends at once. Gonna love it, aren't you, going to gobble it all up." He added a third finger, and, driving deep, found the gland hidden in the tight channel. Writhing, wanting to scream, Daniel abandoned himself to the lust of the two men, trying only to breath without choking.

As if that were what he had wanted, Teal'c roared, and began fiercely lunging into Daniel's face even as Jack slid home into the tender tunnel, completing the young man in a way he had never thought to know. The first few strokes were painful, and he did scream, but the cock in his mouth spasmed and exploded into fiery jets of come at nearly the same time, killing the sound before it began.

Struggling to drag air in past the heavy load, to accommodate the bulk inside him, Daniel nearly blacked out. Teetering at the edge, he dealt with Teal'c's seed as best he could, the distraction letting the first wave of discomfort subside and the hot, full pleasure of being taken grow incredibly. By the time the Jaffa released his head, he was desperate to move into the fucking Jack was giving him.

Neither of his lovers was having any of it, though, and he found himself being lifted away from the crotch he had been buried face first in. Hoisted upright so that his knees splayed widely on either side of Jack's, Daniel was lowered onto Jack's rod, forcing the smaller man to cling to the arms crossing his chest.

"Ahhh, God, so deep, Daniel. Ssooooo deep," Jack murmured in his ear. "I can't last, you have to come now. Teal'c make him come."

"With pleasure." the dark man all but purred, and Daniel looked down in amazement at the smooth pate of his friend bent over the demanding hard-on jutting out from his own body. The Jaffa deep-throated him as proficiently as Jack had earlier, his lush lips clamping around his shaft with mind altering results. Jack kept him steady until Teal'c established a rhythm, the matched it with even thrusts into Daniel's ass.

The twin assault was more than Daniel could bear, and ecstasy destroyed his tenuous hold on awareness. From a great distance heard Jack shout his own climax, felt the wet heat join the shaft inside him, then he was gone in another white out of sensory overload.

An indeterminate time late a wet hand swept over his brow, and into his hair, leaving a trail of cold and pulling him back into the red velvet cocoon under the ta'ash tree. "Wakey, wakey," Jack whispered against his lips. "You don't want to miss this, lover." Snuggling closer, O'Neill fit his lanky limbs around one side of the linguist, his clothes harsh on Daniel's naked skin.

"Tired, Jack. So tired," Daniel begged softly, trying to turn away from the face so close to his. But Teal'c was pressed up against him firmly on the other side, mouthing the tender skin behind a vulnerable ear.

"Ah, ah, Danny boy." Jack chided him gently, stropping his damp, whiskered cheek over his captive's. "Not done yet. You're ours, Daniel. We've both drunk you down, and we're not going to be finished until we've both filled you completely."

"No." It was a barely voiced protest, and Daniel was never sure if Jack actually heard it. Before he had time to repeat himself, O'Neill claimed his lips, obviously determined to explore every nook and cranny of his mouth. As before, when he finally released Daniel, Teal'c took over the kiss, leaving the colonel free to roam down the smooth, lightly muscled torso of his companion.

Finding a reserve of strength, Daniel tried to push his friend away to give himself time to think, but the powerful hands of the man behind him captured his wrists and held him. He had no choice but to let Jack suck and bite his nipples until he was sobbing from their aching tightness. His frantic thrashings in their restraining embrace seemed to inflame the two men creating it, and Teal'c started rocking his renewed erection in the crease between Daniel's thighs.

Nuzzling into the pubic curls at the apex of Daniel's thighs, Jack drew his new lover's legs up to give Teal'c better access. Whimpering at the pressure from the column sliding past his sore portal, Daniel renewed his attempts at freeing himself from the Jaffa's kiss.

"It's okay, I know he's big," Jack told him, without looking up, "but it'll be worth it, I promise. He'll be careful with you until you get used to it." At that he guided the head of Teal'c's cock that he had been lubing to its target.

True to O'Neill's word, the first thrust was slow, gentle, giving Daniel plenty of time to adjust, but it was uncomfortable, regardless. Finally managing to rip himself from Teal'c's kiss, he had time to give a single pained groan before Jack twisted around into sixty-nine position and began sucking him. Despite complaints from abused tissues, Daniel couldn't help a surprised cry of pleasure as Jack delicately tasted the tip of his limp manhood. Swirling abstract patterns over the head, licking down the underside to suck carefully on his balls, Jack teased and cajoled the soft flesh until it began to sluggishly grow again.

"I don't believe this," Daniel muttered, eyes closed and head lolling loosely on Teal'c's forearm. "Please, Jack - Teal'c, I...umph!"

Thinking grumpily that everytime he tried to talk, somebody shoved something in his mouth, Daniel nudged at Jack's damp dick with his tongue, half-heartedly wanting to dislodge it. Insistently it pumped shallowly into him, matching the one easing in and out of his hole. Between the erotic feel of them taking him, the delightful suction surrounding his swollen cock, and the obscene grunts, slurps and murmurings, Daniel couldn't help but begin to respond.

Reluctantly, at first, he rocked back onto Teal'c's shaft, forward into Jack's mouth, matching his own sucking to the pattern of their joining. Without much room to maneuver, it was all the co-operation he could give them, but it seemed more than enough. His lovers speeded up, moving harder and more erratically.

Without meaning to, he reared back too far, losing the hot sucking on his cock. Grumbling an unhappy sound, he was shocked when, instead of going back to it, Jack stretched out a little more and began to lick at where Teal'c entered him, indiscriminately laving dick, asshole, balls and thighs.

"Jack!" Teal'c moaned, sending the sound directly down Daniel's spine and into his groin. "Ahhhhh, yes! Yes!" Taking advantage of his height, he leaned over Daniel to tongue Jack where he met Daniel's lips.

Naked, sandwiched between the two fully dressed, powerfully built men, fucked at both ends with un-relenting passion, Daniel completely lost his mind. The lone thought, that he was nothing more than a sex toy in the hands of these two, a plaything useful for nothing but their pleasure, ricocheted through him. He went utterly limp in their arms, silently screaming, and trying fruitlessly to spill more seed from his drained body.

Even as the scalding torrent obliterated that small amount of thought, Daniel felt the ragged tempo of his lovers increase, telling him they were finishing as well. The last bit of rationality he had helped him drink Jack down before he vanished under the pulsing jets of come from Teal'c deep, deep within him.

****

He was surprised to wake alone, body still throbbing distantly from the ecstatic abuse it had taken. His clothes had been folded into a pillow for him, and what smelled like one of Teal'c's shirts was draped over his nudity.

To one side he could hear his companions' voices, and he creakily turned his head to look at them. Entwined head to toe, Teal'c nestled on top, the two were making love enthusiastically, apparently bored with their playmate for now. His own appellation for himself, as well as the sight of the dark and light skins flowing beautifully over and around each other, caused a vague twinge of arousal in the middle of Daniel's stomach.

"God," he moaned quietly, and turned his head the other way, unwilling to be turned on again. "I wouldn't survive it!"

On that side, the stream bubbled past happily, reminding Daniel sharply of how dry he was. Considering for a second, he decided standing was impossible at that second, and crept toward the water on his belly. Weary, distracted by the sounds of sex behind him, Daniel misjudged the edge of the bank and his own momentum. He fell head first into the current.

The stream was only about chest deep, and he got his feet under him without too much trouble to sputter to the surface. "Great." he grumbled, and wiped water from his eyes. "Now I can be cold as well as sore." Taking a second to get his balance against the push of the water, he stood as steadily as he could, actually appreciating the numbing effect of the cold flow.

Expecting some reaction from his teammates, Daniel focused blearily on them, ready to scold the pair. Maybe because the dunking had cleared his mind, or maybe because his vision was distorted from his missing glasses and beads of water on his lashes, but he could see minute particles drifting in the small space. Landing to sparkle iridescently, they highlighted the play of muscle and skin of the lovers, giving them an almost glowing sheen.

Thoughtfully he followed the general direction of the stuff backwards, tracking it to the blossoms on the ta'ash tree. As he watched, a ta'a settled on one of the blooms to drink. From its wings and from the flower a minor puff of glitter flashed as it began to float toward the ground.

"Derived from the druidic culture," Daniel mumbled, "who worshipped trees. Mayday. Fertility ceremonies for the spring season. Enjoy the day. Senior citizens and children inside, *mature* adults outside to 'enjoy the day.'" With a deep sigh of resignation, Daniel followed his chain of associations to its logical end.

"They invited us to a fertility festival given during the blossoming of the ta'ash trees because of the aphrodisiac qualities of the pollen mixed with the insect's wing scales. Probably wanted to widen their gene pool by adding us to it."

With a last, lingering stare at his lovers, Daniel waded toward his clothes, reaching for them while still in the water. Not sure if it was physical contact or inhaling pollen that created the effect, he had no intention of going back ashore to re-expose himself. If the water could help him stay sober, he'd stay in the water.

Bundling his clothes and balancing them on his head, he gingerly walked in the middle of the stream, heading for the stargate. As he parted the curtain of branches and leaves to go out into the sunshine, Daniel looked over his shoulder at the oblivious men. "Enjoy the day, guys."

The End